Here is the fourth version of my bucket list. There are some things taken out and some added. Dreams come and go with time, but many have stayed the same.
Teaching and living in China is the biggest change since the last update in August 2015. However, I also transitioned to a new role at Disney World before coming to Asia and grew to a more confident and happy person. Continue reading →
I need to eat well while working so much. This I had at a resort.
We all get off track at times. Money is spent on a night out with friends instead of an electricity bill. We sleep in late instead of calling our mother. A new crush distracts us from our lifelong dreams.
Veering off track is normal for humans. However, it is still not a good habit to have. Instead, people often try to write down lists of goals in order to stay focused in life. Continue reading →
The beginning of a new year is when people often make resolutions. They decided what to change, what to add more of, and what to do less. Exercise, technology, work, eating habits, school, religion – there are many different goals that are set.
I rarely (if ever) thought of New Year’s resolutions growing up because I tried to make a difference each day instead of at the beginning of a year. However, setting goals is something that helps me. Thus, stumbling across the video below gave me the idea for how to start 2015 off well.
Earlier today, I was prepared to start this post confident and skip the apology. However, my depression has kicked in majorly this evening which makes that more difficult. So I will say that I am more disappointed in myself that at 1:00 AM this morning but still am granting myself grace.
Yesterday, no post was written for this blog.
I really intended to post one. Honestly, this is something that I will never forget. After a long day working four shifts, leading a university student event, attending several classes, going to play rehearsal, and engaging with others, my brain was shot. When a friend and I decided to study together, we ended up talking until past 1:00 AM. Let’s just say that I lost track of time and had no idea that the day had flown by without my blogging.
The hot air balloon ride that I went on back in September at my church’s festival.
Last June, I blogged my bucket list. For a while, one of my writing ideas was updating this list. So much has happened in the past year. Realizing what I have accomplished and what dreams have been added to my goals is important for me.
Looking back actually made me very inspired and hopeful. I accomplished more than I ever dreamed that I would in the past year and several months. Riding a hot air balloon, going to Oxford, a (short) relationship, returning to theater – it has been a huge year. I look forward to thinking back in 2015 and seeing my progress once again.
On the covered bridge in Bath which is one of the two in Europe to have shops on it
Today I turned 23. Wow, that number makes me feel so old. That might sound silly, but I feel like I should be done with school and moving on with my life. Perhaps I should be engaged or in a serious relationship. My job should be more professional and sophisticated.
Anyway, I am trying to remember that I am on a different path than the typical 23-year-old. By the way, who really is that typical young adult? Could I meet them? Everyone is unique and has a different life journey. Fitting into certain boxes because of our age does not work always.
What path are you taking and what goals are you setting?
Yesterday, I moved onto campus and slept in my new room. All of today was spent at my university. This past day has been wonderful but also nerve-wracking and stressful. Escalated eating disorder symptoms have made that more and more apparent to me.
Just like in Oxford, symptoms that I rarely used are sneaking back into my life as are ones that were still present but tamer. Now, I feel flooded with urges that I either lack the will power to resist or seem more appealing than following my meal plan. Although I am trying to stay on track, this school year and eating is becoming an important issue that I need to address.
One of the ways that I have already begun to work through this issue is by setting reasonable goals. Writing lists and setting goals is one of my favorite coping skills. I enjoy checking off what I have done and thinking about how to accomplish what is left.
While in Great Britain, I was lucky enough to stumble across this beautiful and inspiring clip. This show produces stars and often has acts whose stories bring tears to my eyes. Although other performers are ridiculed, many are encouraged and find their dreams.
This woman, in particular, stood out for many people. Her smile, humility, gumption, and amazing talent wowed me. Hopefully you will enjoy her as well.
Up is a film that shows the tenderness and agony that comes with love.
Pixar movies are amazing. That statement is agreed upon by nearly everyone I have met. Thus, I always look forward to the next film that they put out and long to see them as soon as possible. When previews and information for Up first came out, I was a bit skeptical. A movie about a house flying with balloons? What kind of plot is that? However, the story made me cry, laugh, and think of dogs in a whole different light. The deep messages about hope and grief make it a wonderful recovery-oriented movie to review on Media Monday.
Synopsis: Carl is an elderly man who lived a full life despite his quiet nature. However, his dreams of exploring with his deceased wife never happened. Before being forced into a elderly home, he decides to escape in his house. A young boyscout named Russel who longs for a close father, quirky bird named Kevin, and affectionate talking dog named Dug join Carl on his journey through grief into love.
My freshman year of college was a downward spiral with my anorexia growing stronger each day. One dream that I thought of both to roll myself out of bed to face the day and to limit the food I consumed was treating myself to a red dress. The goal of losing enough weight to be worthy of this was constantly on my mind.
I hated clothing shopping until the age of 18. Even now, the process overwhelms as the store speakers blast music, clothing colors and textures make my head ache, and people jabbering frighten me. But as my freshmen year continued, I began to shop for clothing at Goodwill and other thrift stores by myself (no Mom involved) for the first time. This was some of the only free time that I had from homework. At first, buying new outfits was a necessity because of the changes in my body. However, I slowly began to like finding my own style and redoing my wardrobe. Despite the darkness in this time of my life, being able to blossom in this area and make my own fashion decisions was rather fun. Self-hate ate away at me as the anorexia intensified, but a new confidence in styling myself as a woman grew.