Day 30: a picture of yourself this day and 5 good things that happened since you started the challenge

I literally just took this picture in the middle of the tutoring center at my college.  I tried to act like a ninja when I was taking it- did it work?  I find it so crazy that 30 days have already gone by, I feel like I started this challenge yesterday and now I’m done.  I think it feels a little bitter sweet to be typing up my last post.  On one hand I’m happy that I don’t have to blog everyday, but on the other hand, I don’t have to blog everyday!  And I feel like being forced to blog helped me in a million different ways.  Now unto 5 good things that happened to me since I started this 30 day challenge.

1.  InterVarsity used one of my blog posts.

I wrote about InterVarsity and strangely enough, InterVarsity found my blog and not only asked to use it, but have me write for them this summer.  I’ve only written one other post for them so far but I find this such an incredibly humbling experience.  And I’m so grateful to be used by God in this capacity.  I never considered myself a writer, but I did believe I had something interesting to say.  And the amazing thing about God is that he calls you just to be called, he’ll qualify you and do the rest.

2. I turned nineteen

I know that sounds stupid, but not a lot of people can say they lived to be nineteen years old.  So many people die young or tragically and I was blessed to live yet another year of my life.  I’m thankful for that.

3.  I had the most productive summer of my life

I’m not even halfway through but regardless of whether of not I pass this seemingly impossible math class, I’ve learned and done so much this summer.  Most times during the summer I bum around each day and do nothing but right now I can’t remember a time I’ve worked harder really.  And the the thing is I don’t even do that much, which speaks to my work ethic.  Or lack there of.  But I’m learning that it’s okay to take breaks sometimes.  As well as the fact that one cannot be working all day long.  I think its ingrained in our brains that something is wrong if we’re not always working.  That we’re procrastinating and wasting our precious lives away!  But most people procrastinate.  Maybe we should stop spending so much time complaining about doing nothing and just work hard whenever we do work.

4. I stopped caring a little more.

Again this sounds so counter intuitive, but not caring about the small stuff really changed my outlook on life.  I stopped letting myself engage in petty drama that’s around me.  I stopped caring about whether or not I was coming off a certain way.  And in turn I started caring about just being a good person and relying less on these superficial things like the name of the brands that I wear.  Learning to let go and not care is revealing and ultimately releasing.

5.  I’m going on a mission trip to Guyana.

I think normally I would have been too afraid of being unqualified to go.  But I’m going because I feel like God has called me to do this!  I plan on blogging about experiences when I get the chance, so check back if you want to hear from me.

Day 9: A favorite picture of your best friend

I feel a little bit guilty writing right now.  For one I have a bunch of Calculus that is waiting to get done, and two, its technically not day 9 for 1 hour and 8 minutes.  But I’ve been literally itching to write this post for a long time and I want to give it the tender love and attention it deserves.  So I’m taking a study break, or procrastinating.  But it’s for a good cause.

My love language is quality time, and those closest to me have always been willing to give me the one thing that matters most to me in the entire world.  Their time.  Think about it, what can really matter more?  Time is the one thing you can never get more of, so if someone is willing to give me their time?  Well I don’t intend on wasting there’s.  On the other hand, I almost always cannot stand people who bail on me.  I actually count strikes if you cancel within the hour, its so bad.  I understand if you give me 24 hours…and if you happen to be lazy, but within the hour?  Come on now.

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You’re about to meet some of my best friends in the order of when I met them in my life.  I know you’re only supposed to have one best friend, but I don’t really care.  There are too many people to love in the world to put a limit on who I like.  And who really made that rule anyway?

1.  Sherin

I can’t think of a time in my life where Sherin wasn’t around and I find that really scary because I really can’t imagine my life without her.  She was the first person who slept over my house, and her house was probably where I spent most of my childhood.  My brother and her used to play this insane games where the vacuum cleaner was this evil monster we would have to outrun.  We had the time of our lives.  If you need something done, and done right, you ask Sherin to do it.  You won’t find someone more passionate and driven anywhere else.

2.  Christine

Christine was around since I was almost 4 but we didn’t become friends until we were 12 and best friends until even much longer later.  She’s a treasure.  And I mean this, not a lot of people can see it unless they take the time to know her.  But she’s so incredibly funny and beautiful.  I feel like being around her makes me funnier and makes me a better person.  She is the one person I can count on in any situation, and the one person I know will always be there in my life.  Because you don’t lose friends like this.  We’re opposites, but that’s why we get along so well.  I think she hates this picture, but I don’t know why.  She’s rocking that sari!

3.  Anitha

I choose two pictures because I couldn’t pick.  And also Anitha literally has thousands of pictures of herself, I was not about to narrow it down to just one picture.  Plus the second picture has my love Vinnie, and the first picture has Steena!  (I don’t actually know Steena but I love her because Anitha loves her) We met in college and ever since we’ve been inseparable.  She’s the reason why I love taking pictures even more and she never ceases to make me laugh.    We can’t go too long without seeing each other, that would be crazy.  And Anitha is really one of the most beautiful people I know.  I don’t just mean her outside appearance, anyone can see she’s physically beautiful, but it takes something much more special to be a beautiful person.  And she is just that.  I’m just really blessed to have her in my life.

4. Catherine

If there is one reason why I’m happy that I chose to dorm freshman year of college, it is this girl.  We bonded over this love of Arrested Development and since then we’ve been best friends.  Catherine is the sweetest girl I’ve ever met, and the one person I know not to hold a grudge.  She’s always open to new things and when I need her, she’s always there for me.  I can’t thank her enough for that.  Even when I don’t deserve it, she’s there for me.  One thing I’ve always loved about her is the fact that she’s always open to new experiences and new things.  Plus she’s pretty amazing at karaoke and jam sessions aren’t the same without her playing the guitar that I never use.  She accepts me as I am, and I love her for that.

So those are some of the most important people to me in my life.  I hope you can see why i love them so much.  🙂

Please don’t just become like everyone else

It’s 12:30 on a Saturday night and I can feel the impending doom of trying to wake up early for church tomorrow if I don’t sleep right now.  But sometimes I just need to write.  ….And a huge chunk of what I’ve just written got deleted…lets see if I can recollect my thoughts.  I feel like this is what always happens when I try to collect my thoughts at the dead of night.

What I wanted to say was something along the lines of the fact that I hate thirteen year old kids.  I know that this sounds so incredibly cruel, but please hear me out first.  The way I see it, twelve year old kids have it made.  They don’t care about much.  They wear flip flops in the winter and have swing competitions.  They read “The Clique” and most just do what they want to do.  They still get excited to participate in class and actually get excited when they’re called on to read.  But thirteen year olds..?

Thirteen year olds are a rare breed of human beings who lose this and suddenly become clones of one another.  Suddenly individuality is tossed out the window and everyone longs to just blend in, I know because I too wanted this as a thirteen year old.  First is the uniform.  Mismatched Mr.Potato head “outfits of the day”, as long as what you’re wearing has a brand name, you are good to go!  And the less you actually care about style or substance?  The better, just don’t let ANYONE know you shop at Walmart.

Next comes the makeup.  Oh Lord, the makeup.  If you see a petite girl with creased dark lines under her eyes, she is not trying out for the NFL.  Pinky promise.  She is trying to look edgy.  I still remember the girls who became goth in middle school.

After this comes the duck face.  If you’re taking a picture and look even remotely happy- you’re not doing it right.  The goal is to distract people from your actual facial features long enough for them to press like on Facebook.

I realize that even the nature of this article is petty.  And I’m poking fun at something that is at it’s core not that funny. It’s just that I hate thirteen year olds because I hate what I feel people become when they are thirteen.  So very desperate to fit in and feel secure that they become just like everyone else.

So to the thirteen year old who likes unconventional things, don’t stop, for anyone.  And if you like wearing brand name clothing and looking like a raccoon, don’t stop even for me.  Just please, don’t become like everyone else.