vacation?

This weekend has been so relaxing because I don't have to worry so much about getting my homework done on time...because both of my jobs ended last week! And so this weekend I've watched 3 movies. By myself. I love watching movies with friends, but sometimes I just really enjoy watching them by myself.


The Kids Are Alright: Don't watch it. I fast-forwarded through half the movie. It was basically pornographic! The storyline had so much potential, but they completely wrecked it with all the sex. Really. Don't see it.

The Pianist: Excellent film. So moving. So sad. So good.

Atonement: Depressing. So so so depressing, but it really was a piece of art.

Not the most in-depth reviews...but I would recommend seeing the Pianist for sure.

These are some facts: I have been taken to the hospital via ambulance two times in the past 6 months and for the same reason: excruciating, black-out inducing abdominal pain related to my period. After several ultrasounds and other doctor appointments, the conclusion was that I was just having bad cramps. I know what bad cramps are. I have them every month. What I experienced was definitely not bad cramps. So right now, I don't have any answers as to what happened and why it has happened twice.

These are some more facts: Both episodes started at home with my parents there. It could have happened while nannying, working at school or driving. But it didn't. I don't have cancer or any other serious condition requiring immediate action.

So while I search for some kind of reasonable diagnosis, I am thanking God for his amazing protection.

brain-washing and beyonce

Had a dream last night that I stumbled into a house full of people I knew who were brain washed by the house owner. She tried to brain wash me too but I didn't fall for it.

Also, this is great:

magic

Snippet of a conversation from nannying today:

Josh: "Do you like unicorns, Danielle?"
Me: "Yep."
Josh (smiling): "Me too."

Jessica loves Julie Andrews, as do I, which kind of bonds us in a way. She often asks me if I'm Mary Poppins, to which I always reply with a resounding, "YES!" But then she says, "Why aren't you wearing a dress then? Mary Poppins always wears a dress."

Mary Poppins is pure magic. And I'm enchanted by it. This is magic too:

a little bit lost

Every so often in my rigorous grad-school program, I get a chance to breath. Like right now. I have a minute to get my head above water and take a deep breath before being plunged back into the depths. And these moments of recovery are becoming rarer and rarer. Sometimes I wish I'd never enrolled in this program. And sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself just a little bit. I don't feel quite the same...I think what I'm feeling is what they call "jaded." And I miss my friends. I hate that I don't get to see them very much.

I sound like such a whiney-pants. But this is what blogs are for, right?


Alas, the end is near. Not as near as I would like it to be, but near it is indeed. I just pray that the Lord keeps me together. I know he will. He always does.

you are my sunshine

(just a few more edits from luke and sarah's engagement shoot)

Do you ever start having a nightmare and then jerk yourself into consciousness? But you're not fully awake and you're afraid to fall back into sleep because you're afraid you'll just fall right back into the nightmare? Well one of those scenarios happened to me last night.

I have a semi-reoccurring nightmare that men have broken into my house and their mission is to kill me with their karate. And basically I get my butt kicked. It sounds so lame when I type it out, but it is downright terrifying when I'm in the middle of it.

I'm incredibly exhausted and I don't have the motivation or energy to work on my homework. My eyes sting and I'm still not over this cold and I just want to burrow into my bed and not come out until springtime.