A day of lasts

Last day of undergraduate classes ever. I feel like that one sentence alone is blog worthy.

but no, more lasts. Last time I'll turn in a time sheet. Last SGA meeting.

These lasts are making my brain feel some what out of sorts.

4 exams, 1 class and 1 jury away. It's getting really, real.

Met with Career Planning yesterday. With only exams left, the only thing left to procrastinate on is updating my resume.

I've packed next week with as many fun things as possible, mainly because I don't want to have to think about the big G day. Picnic one day, mega friend dinner another, lunch with godparents and more.

It's really starting to sink in. Like for real. The excitement, the nerves, the happiness and the sad. It's pretty intense.

10.

Random Graduation Musings...

This is what I think about instead of doing my homework these days...

After I graduate, grow-up and become successful I want to buy this car.

It's a lexus rx 2010. Yeah. I'm a little baller, I know.

Then I want to get this license plate:

Except. Instead of "0270" I will have it say: Onyx.

Don't steal my idea. I'll find out and cut you.

18 days.

This is a long entry...stick it out.

Spring break in DC - Always makes me feel amazing, but this year I got to discover new things.

Like new places around the Mall that are so peaceful even in the middle of one of the most important cities in the world.

Or Fells Point. An absolutely beautiful place in Baltimore where I could definitely see myself living.

But I mean really this is where I'd like to live...jk.

People keep asking me if I'm ready to graduate. And typically I give one of two answers (depending on who asks):

1. YES!

2. Well, I am, but it's scary. But I think I'm more excited than scared.

One is the answer when I'm in President mode. Can you guess which one that is?

And the fact of the matter is that they are both true. Of course, there will be a million things I will miss about both college life in general and then very specific Meredith things.

And heavens knows I'm probably going to lose it on graduation day, but in the mean time I'm ready to be done.

I've been trying to understand my eagerness to graduate for sometime. Lately I've found myself telling people that "I'm tired of learning." But I've realized that is not true. I'm not tired of learning. Sure, I'm exhausted with the mundaneness of papers and homework assignments, but I do like learning.

I could never learn enough about the God, or weather, or food, or sports, or current events. And I long to have the time to learn all these things.

And that's why I'm excited about graduating. I'm excited to be able to read, and learn and absorb the world around me.

I'm excited to be able to take action, and do, and go. And live. I'm excited to live.

Not that I don't now. I have an excellent life that I live and enjoy throughly. But I'm excited to be able to live the life that I have been preparing myself for years now.

How exciting is that?! I get to take all of these skills and knowledge in to the world and apply them! Hopefully make a difference, change something! And then on top of that I get to keep learning! That's pretty cool to me.

I mean there is a real chance for me to finally move to DC and work and live there. I have dreamed of that since I was a junior in High School. That's a long time to dream, and for it finally to happen. That's SO exciting.

Everything becomes real. And yeah, that's scary. But there is whole world out there to move and shake and experience and be a part of. A whole new life to live. And man, isn't that just exciting.

I don't know what the future holds, but I know God does and that is all that matters.

Maybe my tune will change on May 8th, but for now all I can do is anticipate.

After all, you never know what dreams might come true...

Catching up

This is from a batch of cookies I made a couple of weeks ago. The finish product went fairly quickly and I didn't get a shot of them. I also made a birthday cake, but I neglected to take a picture. I need to catch up.

That's what life seems to be about right now. Catching up. Catching up with work (AHHH THESIS), catching up with friends, catching up on life. Catching up with myself.

This weekend I will catch up on life. I will catch up up on baking (I have some browning bananas and I have big plans). I will catch up on me time. I will catch up with thesis and homework.

I've also caught up with my acoustic music habits in the form of a musician named Jake Coco. His music makes me smile, cry and think. Exactly what I've been looking for lately.

Dont take it for granted, this little life that you lead
for while there may not be glamour in all that you see...
To live is a blessing, to love is a dream
one day when youre older, youll see what I mean

and when you realize that life all works out in the end
you will smile, cuz youre not alone

I can't remember when the Earth turned slowly...

Life is moving too fast. Physically I am keeping up. Mentally, falling behind. It seems like yesterday I was waiting for that day in April when I would be sworn in, now I'm wrapping up and transitioning for when I'm not here.

Today was sheet cleaning day. I stood in my room putting pillowcases on, quite content with the routine and life I'm used to here. And I was wondering...what will this be like beyond Meredith.

I was walking out of Johnson Hall the other day and I could hear my footsteps echoing in the rotunda. It's weird, it's almost like the sound you make when you make an impact. I'm going to need to find a place where my footsteps echo when I walk. I think the Capitol building will suffice.

I long for Spring Break, not for the break itself, but rather that it means that Thesis has to be done. Unfortunately, it's not where it needs to be, but it will get done. It has to get done. And oh the rejoicing there will be when it is. There will be sooooo much baking. Speaking of baking...

Back to the baking pictures tomorrow. Time's been moving to fast to cook and bake as much as I would like.

Snowy Days

With fresh, clean snow on the ground I have decided to give my blog a fresh, new purpose.

I subscribe to many a food blog and if you live near me or are my friend on facebook you will notice that my new fascination is food. In all regards. Cooking, baking, all of it. I'm enthralled by it. So I have to decided to dedicate part of my blog for my adventures in food. Besides my blogs tend to have too many words and not enough (in fact I don't have any) pictures.

So here is a recap of a couple of my favorite things I'm made in the first month of 2010.

Teacher Muffins for my fantastic student teacher friends.

Cinnamon Rolls in Celebration of the last day first day of classes for the class of 2010.
yowza.

Gravy and pasta. Mmm snow days are delicious.

Today? Who knows. I made the mistake/best decision ever last night by opening "Always Looking Up" by Michael J. Fox. 5 pages in I knew I was hooked. I want to spend my day curled up reading it, but I know I've got homework (and dun, dun, duuuun thesis.) to work on. But really I think this book is better for my education. But I'm sure my GPA would disagree.
We'll see. I think I'll make a coffee cake today.

In the meantime, laziness and the new John Mayer album will consume me.
Til next time.

A whole lot of honesty.

I'm not even sure who reads this any more. But I'm going to start off by saying I know that I am truly, truly blessed for so many things in my life and I never ever forget that.

But I have to get something off my chest. I'm not the kind of person that likes to burden others with my problems. I hate it when people feel sorry for me. I tend to hide my emotions, tuck them away so that my issues don't get in other people's way. It's just my style. It's not the healthiest thing ever, but it's what I do.
However, in the past I've tended to use writing, both online and real paper, to get this stuff out. So again, I'm not sure who reads this, but regardless here it goes.

I find myself in a familiar place. An unwanted familiar place. A time before a had a place to call home, and time before I had any real sort of confidence and understanding of who I am or wanted to be.
I love Meredith. It is home, it's not just a line I wrote for a speech. I don't know where or who I would be today without it. But I think as I start to get ready to leave this place part of me is trying to push it away. My rational is that if I force myself to separate from this place that has given so much to me, then it will not have as much impact come May. Now that might all seem very silly to outside eyes. But I fear that as I push Meredith away, I'm pushing away the things that I don't want to leave behind. And by things, I really mean people.

I know that in the last few months the number of smiling faces I pass has increased. I wave to more people than ever before, and yet there are still nights like this where I feel more alone than ever. And as I try to figure out what has changed, I fear that something has reappeared in myself that I thought I had gotten rid of. I thought I had warmed up that icy, scary, intimidating version of myself.
I thought I had generated this really great base of friends. I felt like I had so much support here. And I feel that slipping away and I'd be lying if I said that it didn't hurt.

I really don't think I have anyone to blame but myself. I was in a weird mood for a couple of weeks, and I had to pull myself out of that. I'm afraid I pushed that on to my friends. I never meant too, but sometimes I just can't put that happy face on.
I know we are all scared, excited and stressed about whatever is going on in our lives or what might be ahead, but it still doesn't make it okay for me to put that on my friends.
However, I also think that friends should be able to respect those moments and try to support each other through them. And not abandon them, or call them names on a daily basis. But that's all I really want to say about that.
All I know is that before spring of sophomore year I could feel myself preparing for a life alone. And that went away when some amazing people came in my life and I don't know what I would do with out them, even if I suck at being a friend sometimes.

This is a whole lot of words. And even more emotion. You can judge me for putting this out there and not being able to talk about it in person if you want. That's fine. But this is how I deal with things. Maybe it'll help, maybe it won't, but it's out there now and it's not wrapped up, deep down, weighing on my spirit and holding me back.

My great hope for all of this is to kill the cynicism that so desperately tries to consume me. It's honestly my biggest personal battle. My second great hope is to over come this, so that my blog can be funny again. It's been WAY too heavy lately.

I'll leave with a funny, yet connected story from my day. I was in the Teeter, shopping for produce, when a familiar tune caught my ear. As I stood next to the zucchini I focused in on the tune to identify it. I quickly realized it was "On My Own" from Les Miz. I thought, "Man, how depressing is that if you are shopping alone! Geez HT way to be haterrrs." Note: I was shopping alone, but I wasn't necessarily dwelling on that aspect so it didn't really depress me, as much as it made me chuckle and go WTF. I love hearing inappropriate music in weird places (like the time I heard "Surry With the Fringe on Top in an Olive Garden Bathroom.)

All right enough of me for now.

And to who ever might read this...

"The truth is, you know, I'd be nothing without everyone..."