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late night rambles
hey all. :)
so, today i was telling my boyfriend (gosh i still can’t believe that he’s my boyfriend. best month and a half ever.) that i’ve been a giant slacker in every way this summer.
1. i have barely touched my viola. and the times that i touched it, i didn’t work on anything….i just played wedding music and chill recording gig things.
2. i haven’t run since may 9th. that’s three weeks. oh boy. BUT. i ran today! yay me! ha.
3. i haven’t read my bible probably since may 9th as well. guhh. i’m thirsty for it. i need to read more this summer. i love summer reading. and that says a lot, coming from a person who doesn’t like to read.
i’m sure i’ve slacked in other ways too.
then i got to thinking about who i am. i’ve always known who i am. i was just telling my dear friend julie the other day that i’ve been 3-year-old Blakeley since i was 3. i’ve also always been a hard worker. i’m responsible, organized, and disciplined. so, because of these tendencies, i began to evaluate my time and how i use it. then i had this crazy thought: what if i used every waking moment in the best way possible? i’m not too good at explaining this.
here. i’m a daughter, sister, friend, girlfriend, musician, christian, student, etc.
what if i made sure everything i did strengthened one of those categories? crazy, right? so instead of just watching a movie, i could write letters to my friends while i watch it. or, i could just totally scrap the movie and go do the laundry for my mom. i’m not sure if this idea will wear me out or charge me up, but i suppose it’s at least good to think about, right?
there’s that.
where is time going?
this is insane. my best friends are graduating in 19 days.
i am remembering all the weird/scary/freaked-out/excited/terrified emotions that i felt last year. it’s like being a sympathetic crier. i’m a….sympathetic freaker-outer? yeah. that.
ALL THE FEELINGS.
it’s soooo crazy that just 12 months ago i was in this crazy freak-out mode…and i had NO idea where i was going. no job, no plans at all. i thought Gungor was the ticket, but it wasn’t. so here i am, in grad school. and half done with grad school, might i add.
also, THEY ARE GRADUATING. holy crow.
I don’t understand what this is but every time I try to read one of them out loud I cry because I laugh so hard. Thanks, Internet.
tears of lulz
oh god. crying. why is this the most hilarious thing i’ve ever seen?
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