I'm a little bit concerned: Part 2

You might be wondering why in my previous post I claimed that my demise was imminent. 

Well, here are the facts:     

• I am taking 16.5 credit hours.
• That is seven classes.
• Two of them are 4 credits.
• Two of them are 3 credits.
• I have a 1 credit hour class that is really 3 hours of class.
• I have another 1 credit hour class that is 4 hours of class.
• Maybe one of my teachers told us that if we had a heavy load of classes we shouldn't take her class yet. 
• Maybe I have no plans to drop that class.
• Maybe I can't understand my Chemistry lab TA's accent, so I have a hard time knowing what he is saying.
• Maybe I really need to be able to understand what he's saying.
• I'm having a really hard time focusing on my homework.
• I have tons of homework already.

These are just a few of many reasons why I might die.

Here are some reasons why I think I will survive:

• I have really great friends who say encouraging things.
• My mom always says I can do hard things. 
• Maybe sometimes I believe her.
• Also I can draw pictures like this:

Yes, that is a Unicorn ^_^

     
    
    

I'm a little bit concerned

Fall semester started yesterday. 


I'm gonna die.

I'm not a zombie, am I?

I totally feel like a zombie.

Maybe I'm just sleep walking.

I've read six books since Monday afternoon.  It's Wednesday.

These crazy bananas are for you.

There's this thing that happened that makes me so happy!

So I emailed a professor a couple of days ago asking if I could work with him as a research assistant.  And, first off, this was a very hard thing for me to do, because I am pretty much terrified of professors. (I don't know why, they are just scary) 
WELL, today I checked my email AND HE'D RESPONDED!!!!

This is what he said:

"Thanks for your interest in working with my research team. Please come by sometime and we can talk about possibilities"

I'm so excited.  I don't even know if that means anything for real, but there are POSSIBILITIES!!!!!!


Also, I tried drawing a picture to show you how excited I am, but it looked super creepy.

So instead I drew a picture of a rainbow and a unicorn, which also shows you how excited I am.

Also, I think the unicorn looks kind of terrifying.
Oh well. ^_^

There's this thing that I forgot to say

So back to my vacation in California.  Remember how I said it was very memorable, I might even go so far as to say epic.

During our super long day at Disneyland my brother wasn't feeling very well.  We would walk to a ride and he would sit down and look very sick, then go on the ride with us, then sit down and look sick again.  So, one time we got on a little kiddie ride and when we got off, he shared something special with the sidewalk.

I drew a picture to show you, but it was kind of grossing me out, so I figured it would probably gross you out, too, and maybe that's not the kind of thing that people want to see on a blog. 

Anyway, he threw up, a lot. 

Then he threw up a few more times.  Pretty much, he was super sick.  So my dad took him to our motel so he could be sick in comfort.  I think he slept all day.

What's a vacation without some throw up?

Good News, Folks!

I passed both my classes this term!
Yay!
You know what that means?  I never have to take the first half of Calculus again, and I never have to take the second half of Chemistry again, either.  Isn't that awesome!

So after I finished both my finals I flew to Los Angeles to join my family in a family vacation at Disneyland.  It was, as you might say, memorable.

#1.  I missed my flight to California.  Luckily, I was able to get on a flight leaving three hours later.  I hate airports.

The flight lady told me not to cry.  Of course I'm going to cry.  I missed my flight.  Seriously, what else did she think that I would do?

#2.  I dropped my camera on the side of the road, by a bus stop, didn't realize it was gone until half an hour later.

#3.  I spent 17 hours in Disneyland/California Adventure in one day. 

  #4.  My mom lost her camera, too.

 Luckily, it got found. 

Overall, it was a crazy, mad, lucky, awesome trip to California. 

Glad to be back home, I need a vacation from my vacation.

Me and My Hammer

This is me and my hammer.

This is me and my hammer watching tv.

(Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, in case you were wondering, except I forgot to give Alice hair.  Whoops.)

This is me and my hammer cooking dinner.

This is me and my hammer imagining that a monster from Doctor Who is in the hall waiting to attack me with its clockness.

(He's saying "Tick, tock. Tick, tock. Tick, tock.")

Tied Together

My sister and I just finished making two quilts.  We've never made quilts before.  I've tried one time, but I never finished it.

I really like the idea of quilting.  I like the way that quilts feel.  They are so cozy and warm and lovely.  When you wrap yourself in a quilt, you can feel the love that went into making it.  There is no way to feel the warmth of a quilt, without feeling that love.  It is always there.  There is something about making a quilt that infuses it with love.  I don't know what it is.  Maybe it is because making a quilt is personal.  You sit there and spend hours working on the quilt.  You usually work on it with other people and you talk and you laugh and you gossip and you make it yours, then you give it to someone and it is filled with power, filled with heart, with love.

Maybe this sounds cheesy, but I believe there is magic in quilts, a magic of healing, a magic of hope, of caring, of love.

I hope that the quilts my sister and I made find someone who needs this love, this warmth, this peace and I hope that they feel loved when they wrap themselves in blankets made halfway around the world.