swirling thoughts on a Friday night...

It is 12:30 on a Friday night and I am sitting at my computer while the television plays in the background. My roommate is not here, so it is a little lonely, but I have grown more accustomed to it. The night did not turn out as I had hoped, but life goes on. As the night progressed, I had the growing desire to slow down with my life. I am in the fast lane and barely seeing life as it zooms past my little window. But I don't know how to put on the brakes. How do you slow down when there are so many needs in your life. School, friends, faith, family (in no particular order), are only four small words that make up my entire life. I just want to be a good person: a good friend, a good girlfriend, a good catholic, a good student, a good sister/daughter, a good girl. And I want to strive to live life as Christ would. That is all. But how do I know if I am on the right track? You don't get a report card on life. That would make things easier wouldn't it? A little piece of paper that told you which areas of life you needed to spend a little more time on and which you were acing. Since life doesn't work that way, I will keep truckin'. Keep doing my thing, keep putting a smile on my face and being happy to be alive.



It is finally the weekend. The calculus test is over for the week and I am homefree. Not only did it feel pretty nice outside today, I had a free lunch and a short lab. For the most part, that is a pretty good day.

I have decided that I can pass for a 12 year old, so I am going to attempt trick-or-treating on Sunday. What is wrong with wanting candy when you are older? The trick-or-treating officials across the world have decided that big kids don't like free candy or pretending to be someone/something they aren't and it should be all for the young ones. Who makes this decision? There have been increasingly fewer trick-or-treaters in my neighborhood as the years go by. Is it because of the danger of accepting candy from strangers or what? I guess the mall and zoo trick-or-treating has picked up in response to this scare, but what happened to the good ole days of carrying around a pillowcase and getting candy until it was full or your arms just got too tired from lugging around pounds of candy? So why let all that candy your neighbors bought for the kids who won't come go to waste? Plus, if there aren't that many kids, they give you more! So, I am taking action this Halloween and helping nice candy-hander-outers not feel like their effort to be nice is a complete failure. Happy Halloween!


Thank you for reading and welcome to my little life...