Lesson #28: How to Turn a Normal Girl and a Normal... →
this is SO my life. everything about it. except the part that she hasn’t booked a flight to come visit. and i honestly don’t think (really really hope) it’ll ever happen. but we’ve gotten in horrific arguments like this before, just at the prospect of it, and we are TOTALLY That Couple! i love it! also, i LOVE this girl and her website!
fast forward and we're takin on the world together
and there’s a drawer of my things at your place :)
i’ve made some changes to my fitness blog! check out the actual page, it’s sweet. still needs a little work/cleaning up but i’m a lazy ass. and only have the cheap, free version of photoshop. and i’m a lazy ass. but check it out!
you bother me. not because you don’t believe in god, but because (and yes, i’m generalizing here) you find the need to always bring up the subject, preach YOUR beliefs to others, and then, worst of all, challenge the intelligence of those who do believe in god. i have my own beliefs and if you want to ask me about them, feel free. if you’d like to have an intelligent, mature,...
disclaimer: cheesy love post follows
I have a big fat crush on my boyfriend. That is all.
fellow metro-detroit dwellers:
this girl needs a J O B. i’m talking like, anything. anything to hold me over and keep me from going absolutely insane living in algonac. help a sister OUT!
Today I will see the gratitude in my life and by doing so eliminate the fear. I...– Cheryl Nordyke (via dailyinspiredthoughts)
good/happy/fit: i love running in the fall. →
goodhappyfit: last fall i was only in the beginning stages of my running adventures, meaning i could run about half a mile (probably not even that far) and then stop to walk. and by run, i mean jog. and by jog, i mean speedwalk, by my standards now, at least. i really can’t believe how slow i used to run. i…
i am getting so tired.
i have days where i just feel beaten down and unappreciated. and for no legitimate reason. my mind is my own worst enemy sometimes.
Translating 19th-century French letters...
Time-consuming, but very fun. Translation takes creativity. not just knowledge of the language. You need to read what the person wrote, and think about what they actually meant. It’s almost poetic. especially when it’s in 19th-century French… Oh so beautiful. One of my toughest classes in my undergrad was Old French, mostly just because of the workload. But I absolutely loved...
OH MY GOSH, FALL
I LOVE YOU.
i just told this guy whom i am editing videos for that i want $50/hour for the video i’ve been working on. we’ll see what he says.
quand il me prend dans ses bras
il me parle tout bas, je vois la vie en rose.
i want to go to the apple orchard.
good/happy/fit: 10 miles →
goodhappyfit: today i reached a milestone that a year ago i never would have imagined i’d be able to reach. i ran 10 miles. from my dad’s house in one town to my mom’s in another. i stopped a few times for a few steps, not for a breather, but because of the terrible stomach ache i got 3 miles in. but other than…
at my fingertips. ahh, feels so good. i <3 editing.
i have some ideas.
goodhappyfit: that is all. i’ll probably share after i think about it some more. but for now, life is so beautiful. look at how dynamic it is. things can all change in the blink of an eye. you can seriously do anything you want to do.