Jersy Boys!

Tuesday night our floor went to:

Then we stopped @ millennium park to take pictures

Basically it was amazing.

Cant Take My Eyes Off You (2007 Remastered LP Version) - Frankie Valli

Thats just the way I roll...

WHY AM I SUCH A PROCRASTINATOR!!

Every time that I write in this blog it's because I am avoiding something. Yes, My names is Rachel and I am an avoider. I really should work on that. I just finished a movie, two tv shows, and a box of mac and cheese... basically everything besides my homework. blah. I have a quiz and an exam tomorrow and i keep telling myself it's so easy. ( I'll keep telling myself this until I am up the whole night studying and dragging myself into class the next morning looking like I got ran over by a truck. )

It's official. I have a problem.

Too bad there's not a drug for it. I'm sure they come up with it soon. But in the mean time... off to find something else to feed my avoidance problem.

Cheers!

There is a story about a girl who lived and didn't care, she laughed, cried and loved with her whole heart.

Every time her heart was broken she healed, stored the memories inside her mind and moved on.

She was strong, beautiful, alive and great.

She changed the world.

She never took no for an answer and pushed until the walls in front of her broke.

She ran until her feet bleed and then she learned to fly.

Who is she?

You are her. Pick up your broken pieces. Self pity is for the weak and lonely, but you are not that.

You are loved and surrounded

Breathe easy, breathe slow.

Dream.

Watching the leaves change

.... is what I'm doing today.

Enojoy. The. Moment.

It won't last forever

Midterms!!! Can't believe that Fall is in full swing and giving me tons of reasons to wish that it was summer again... oh me oh my.

I used to think that following my dreams was the most important thing that you could do in life, so I would pursue them with vigor and ease, but now, I'm lost in a cold, dark reality. How am I coping? Lots of TV, Facebook, and late night movies (this basically means I have a chronic headache). According to everyone else, nursing, and TCC is my destiny. If I'm fulfilling my purpose then why do I feel so unfulfilled? It doesn't add up.

I was talking to an old friend yesterday and realized that it's time for some soul searching. What if I'm in the wrong place?

There is a school in California that sounds just perfect for me. I'm thinking about applying next year. I only have one life, i want to live it right. How do i know what's right? I need answers, I need an open door. I want something more than average, more than normal, more than fine.

My life is important, I am not a nobody floating around the world voiceless and aimless. I am who I am for a reason. Is this pride? No! It's the truth, and not just for me but for every person. You are who you are for a reason! Life is not supposed to be waking up each day hoping that tomorrow will be better, or that your big break will come soon. Take your opportunity now! Don't wait for everyone else to change, you change first.

This is my life, it's my choice and my responsibility to make it count.

Now... its back to the books

The story of my life

I always thought it would be fun to write about all my adventure as a kid. The scrapes and scrapples and all the different aspects that growing up brings. So, here it goes...

The first big even in my life happened before I was even born. My mom, very prego with me, was alone in our little farm house doing the things that good house wives do while her other children were playing outside.

Heather, my oldest sister, her friend and my brother Stephen were playing in the barn, and it being winter thought it was just a bit chilly and decided to turn on the heater . Well, apparently the turbo heater was just a little close to the insulated walls of the barn... and yes, the barn caught on fire.

it started out as a small little fire, but as it traveled up the wall the trio began to get a bit agitated, they ran to the door to get out and found that it was stuck... it wouldn't open for anything! Apparently it was a bit tricky to open. trapped inside a burning building with nobody within calling distance turned from a horrible situation to a panic! 3 year old Stephen decided to give his try at the door ( yes he is still the stable, level headed one of the family), and what do you know... it got it open!

They raced to the house to tell mom, who didn't believe them. She told them to stop goofing round and go play. By the time they finally convincing her that it was really on fire, had her panic attack and finally got a hold of the fire department and my dad ( there weren't cell phones back then), the barn burned to the ground.

If you go back to that old house now, you can still see some bricks and the foundation of that burnt down barn. We build another one and eventually all the things we lost were replaced. But we still tease my sister about being an arson every once in a while.

The moral of the story -- 6 year old should not play with turbo heaters.

Who I am meets who I've been

So, the point of this blog was to start from the beginning and write the story of my life, but I'm taking an intermission from that (which I haven't even started) to complain about the present for just a bit.

I thought that this whole college experience, moving away from home, living in a dorm, enjoying the life of independence would be a positive time in my life. Putting aside the fact that I hate to study. Don't get me wrong it started out just great! I love my roommates, our little suite is decorated cute, and life should be peachy and drama free.

But here's the thing, in this world, I'm just not finding my place. I feel like I must have something in my teeth all the time or a wart on my nose or something because the world is passing me by day after day and I'm stuck in the abyss of a melodramatic nothingness sinking into something that I vowed to myself I would never do.

There is one thing that this world has to many of and that's ordinary people. Where is my soap box? Where is my stage, this is my life, my world, my change to make a mark on this period of history. Why do I feel like I'm wasting my life with exams and episodes of "Gossip Girl?"

So here I go, off to another Tuesday, what is my goal tomorrow? Not just existence, I must find a way to be remarkable.

"This is your life, are you who you want to be?"

- Switchfoot

Classic, but applicable to everyday

"It's a new day... and the world is waiting on you to show your face."