Bridges to Flowers

My dad builds bridges. He used to take me to the building sites to see what he does. When I was six, we flew all the way to Lisbon, Portugal so I could see the bridge he was building. I wanted to be an engineer just like him. I wanted to build bridges so that he would be proud of me. I wanted to travel the world creating these huge structures that crossed miles of water. I was obsessed with bridges for a long time.

25 de Abril Bridge my dad worked on in Portugal. I got to stand on it before it was fully built. It was amazing.

As I got older, I came to realize I didn’t want to be an engineer. I still think his job is awesome, but it’s not for me. The last two years, I’ve started to like gardening. I don’t know if my female genes have finally started to kick in or if it’s something I can talk to my mom about, but I love flowers now. Now that spring is finally here, I find myself itching to go outside and plant flowers. I want to go to the greenhouse with my mom and begin picking out lilies and primrose flowers to plant in the gardens. I’m ready to put my hands in wet soil and feel it getting caked under my nails.  I want my yard to be filled with colors and sweet scents. I want to stand on my porch and see the bees, butterflies, and hummingbirds in my backyard. I'm ready to garden.

Workshopping

Yesterday in my blogging class, my fellow bloggers looked at my blog I made for class. They actually liked it and I was genuinely surprised. I didn't think it was that great. One of the students in my class said my writing sounds like "cool geek." It made my day. Don't believe me...look

I've always prided myself on my geekiness and nerdiness but being called "cool," now that's awesome.

Too Stressed

I have so much work to do for school. I'm about to crack. I've been thinking about everything that I need to do all day, and it's just stressing me out more. I'm trying to keep myself calm but it's not working.

I have a night class on Wednesdays. Actually, I'm in it now. Opps. Well, the class is about blogging and I am blogging, right?

Anyway, a friend from class came in tonight and told me I have a test in my Spanish class tomorrow. I was not excited to hear this. I was planning on skipping Spanish tomorrow to get my flat tire fixed but I guess that isn't happening.

Oh well, I hope everyone elses weeks are going better.

Listening to: My fellow classmates type

Too Early for This

It's 5:45 in the morning.
I'm awake.
I'm sitting at my computer.
I can hear my mom bitching about work.
She hasn't even been to work yet.
Way to start out the day, Mom.
I want to go back to sleep.
Maybe I will.
Have a good day friends :)

“We spend our whole lives worrying about the future, planning for the future, trying to predict the future as if figuring it out will cushion the blow. But the future is always changing. The future is the home of our deepest fears and wildest hopes. But one thing is certain when it finally reveals itself. The future is never the way we imagined it.” 


-Meredith Grey, Grey's Anatomy