Thoughtful and Quirky Writer

 Last night I was thinking about the past year, and how God has presented himself in my life. I can so clearly pinpoint moments where I knew God was there with me. Now I never had one of those huge, over the top awe-inspiring moments, that some people talk about. I’m not saying those moments haven’t happened for some people, and it’s good that they have had them. However, my realization moments have been small, but just as meaningful.  I remember once I was out shopping with one of my friends, and my phone started going ballistic. I started freaking out because I was supposed to text my dad our location after he got done grocery shopping at the store across the highway, but my phone was not working and my friend did not have hers. My friend told me to relax and it would be fine, after all, he was only just across the street. I couldn’t relax though, in fact, I got even more worried. My friend went into the dressing room and I was waiting outside, desperately trying to ge...

  Hey guys, I’m back. Today I just wanted to write and be real about the past few months. My grandmother was diagnosed with liver cirrhosis November of last year. Being a diabetic, the doctor said she wasn’t eligible for a replacement liver. A month later she was moved into my house on palliative care. I started to get bad anxiety and panic attacks. I had no motivation. I found myself slipping out of touch with everybody.  The worst part was the things I dreamt of accomplishing, seemed unreachable to me. I auditioned for two different plays and each time I was a shaking mess because of my anxiety. I just kept doubting myself. I wasn’t good enough to achieve my goals. At least that’s what the voice in the back of my head was saying. I would write poetry some nights to cope, but I felt empty. And then I got sick.  It started as a small cold. My immune system, however, was completely shot, and couldn’t fight off the other germs in the area. So when one sickness ...

 So I may be a bit of a procrastinator. A bit?! Girl please, you rule the place! You again? Seriously? Ya and you better get used to it because I’m sticking with you forever. Ugh fine. Yes, I am the Queen of Procrastination. It’s not like I want to be that way, but I have kind of adopted it as…...oooooo Lilly Singh posted a YouTube video!! I should watch it!! Five Hours Later. It’s about time you showed up. You didn’t even get to the point yet and you run off. See what I mean. I’m like a dog when it sees a squirrel. It’s usually a five step process. 1. Avoid It Like The Plague       I know I have work to complete, but honestly I don’t want to waste this beautiful day on that, so I’m going to watch Netflix and look through my social media for an indefinite amount of time. Shouldn’t you start work?! Why would I do that? Well you might get stressed if you do it last minute. Oh please, that won’t happen. 2. Sit In Front of Work… Looking at Phone ...

  I still remember the day we decided Grace was the kitten we wanted. My Mom and I had just walked into the room with the kittens and all of them scattered except her. I sat on the floor and she crawled into my lap. That’s when we knew then she was the one for us. I also remember the day the my sisters named her. You see her name isn’t just Grace, it’s Princess Grace. I would have just said Grace, but it was better than Diamond Sapphire so I didn’t complain too much. We all just call her Grace though.  First thing you need to know is all the two cats I have had in my lifetime have been so much like dogs with some things. For one thing car rides are easy for Grace unless you take her to vet...we never speak of that. She also follows us when we walk to the movie theater then proceeds to wait so she can walk us home. That shocked me!  Second thing is that Grace is a natural born huntress...which also shocked me. You see our old cat, Athena, had been adopted by ...

 I know what you are thinking. This is going to be some sappy story about a boyfriend. If so, excuse me as I die of laughter. Those of you who know me know my love life is non-existent… except for a marriage proposal in kindergarten, but that’s another story. This love story can be represented by a revised song lyric from a song sung by Dale Evans (shout out to my childhood). “There is nothing like coffee in the morning, and nothing like books at night.” Guess which word I replaced (hint: No Love Life!)  Coffee and Books, the current loves of my life… who am I kidding, they are the permanent loves of my life. I might as well become a librarian with a keurig and own a lot of puppies. Oh well, I don’t need a man. Girl please. Shut Up!! … thank you. Anyways, My love story with coffee started with five. Of course, as my mom says it wasn't really coffee it was more like creamer and milk with a teaspoon of coffee, but whatever. Then came the non-fat sugar free decaf cocomo fr...

You want to know something funny? Just 3 years ago I couldn’t wait to be a teenager, get through high school and go to college for… what did I want to be back then...oh that’s right. I wanted to become a criminal profiler. Now I’m here thinking it’s all too fast, there’s so much to do before I graduate and I’m not even sure on where I want to take my life and am overwhelmed with the thought of taxes and insurance and what on earth am I supposed to do when a bug enters my first house or apartment (for those of you who don’t know me, yes, I am one of those people who will consider moving if they see a spider. You may call it overreacting but I call it being safe).  My point is the outside world is scary, and from the first day you enter high school it’s all forced on you. What college are you thinking of going to, what major do you want, or do you want to join the army. And you got to decide fast because there so any things to think about like ap classes and what scholarshi...