On my honor...

"I have neither given or received nor have I tolerated others' use of unauthorized aid."

This is a statement that would end up at the end of tests, quizzes, homework, papers, etc. As one of my professors said once, well, really if you want, you could just come and write your name and sign the honor code. That would make something complete. I would get points taken off of some homework assignments that didn't have the honor code. And now I still find myself wanting to write it on the top of my homework and most likely my tests once they start happening. Oh, the honor code, I miss it now. Once I realized the value of it, I was quite grateful to Valpo for implementing it however many years ago. Now without it, I can't ask to take my math tests in another room, and taking a bathroom break during an exam will most likely be frowned upon. But I can still follow it.

Yikes

Last Friday, I went out with a high school friend of mine, we were going clothes shopping for him. I was a bit surprised when he suggested stores to go to. There were a few stores that were the "it" stores when we were in high school, and I slowly stopped shopping at these places (well, I only had a few items anyway). The one that surprised me the most was American Eagle. This store is typical high school. When we walked into the store, it intimidated me a bit. All of the clothes were so "trendy" that I just wanted to throw them on the floor, because that is what is going to happen to them anyway, they will eventually just end up on the someone's floor, under the bed, forgotten about. And their clothes don't even fit that well, there are hoods on things that don't need hoods, as well as strange pockets.

After AE and headed to the gap. And I let out a sigh of relief. There was almost no one in the store, it wasn't stuffed with as many clothes as it could fit, and the styles were much more classic. Yeah, there are a few trendy things here and there, but their clothes usually fit well and will be in style for many years. The sales associates were very nice, not overbearing, and made you feel comfortable.

All Smiles!

School starts in 5 days! Last year when I got my diploma, I was done with school, done with tests and papers and quizzes and homework. But then this past year I came across a profession that seems to fit me very well, and now I am really excited to go back to school and learn. Taking time off was such a great idea for me. Granted, I am taking courses that will be difficult because I never really had any interest to take them in undergrad (except for Stats, I wanted to take it, but it just didn't fit into my schedule). I ordered my books today, and because I am not a freshman who just buys her books from the bookstore, was able to save a whole bunch of money by buy them online and purchasing old editions.

And in exactly three months Richard will be landing in Chicago! The long distance thing isn't great, but he is great, so it is worth it. And three months, it will fly by since I will be in school and working, and trying to get back into shape.

And right now, I gotta go and continue cleaning my room. We picked out the paint for it, and most stuff has been moved out. I can't wait to not have pink walls!

Can't they be the same?

Here is what I want:

• my boyfriend to be in the same city as me
• to play some club ultimate
• have my own place
• be already accepted to a PT school

Here is what I got:

• my boyfriend lives across the ocean
• a bum shoulder that is keeping me from any kind of exercise at the moment
• living at home
• attending community college

So right now life isn't exactly how I want it, but I can wait, and I can work to get what I want, and hopefully what I want and what I need are the same thing (and always asking God to lead where I am going, and he will lead me somewhere great, already has).

I want to be like her when I grow up

My mom is a super hero. That is really the only way I can describe her. My room is being redone, I have probably blogged about this before, but right now (well, when I came home) my room looked like it did when I left for college, which is how it pretty much looked when I started high school. When my family moved into our house, my grandmother said that my room couldn't have the beige carpet that the rest of the house has, they had a girl, so it should be pink. Which then led to the pink walls, the pink bedspread and pink blinds. Don't get me wrong, I still really like pink, but not the whole room.

The solution: paint the room, get a new bedspread (we can't really do much about the carpet and blinds), and also organize the room and get a new bed (a full, no more twin!). So we are moving the furniture around, getting ready to paint, and this evening when we were moving the bookshelves, we found a mouse's nest. Yuck! That was definitely my reaction. My mom said that I had to put on gloves and put it in a plastic bag and throw it out, and I got kinda scared, what if the mouse was in it? When I came back up the stairs with the bag, my mom was putting on the gloves and she was the one who picked it up and threw it in the bag (I threw the bag in the garbage outside). But like I already said, she is a super hero.