An Adventure & Amanda

I think that I am at war with myself in the sense that my body is rejecting me.   As explained via twitter: The past few months I have: had surgery on my thyroid thrown up so much I thought I was dying gotten shingles had a bladder infection experienced a severe sore throat (cause still under investigation) and am currently battling a cold. Visits to doctor's offices and a variety of medication is growing monotonous.  While I am thankful that my conditions are not worse, part of me is tired of constantly feeling less than well.   Some inspiration to help get anyone else struggling by: Also, due to the nature of my school assignments, I have recently grown very fond of some particular poetry pieces.  If you are looking for some light, but delightful reading see below. He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven Had I the heaven's embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths O...

When I moved to Colorado I was nine years old.  I was nervous to be in a different school and a new neighborhood.  I felt like I didn't know anyone- because, well I didn't!  One of the ladies in our ward, told me about this girl named Sydney Camilletti who was my age and who I should get to know. Well, a few days later at the park I meet this said Sydney.  I distinctly remember she was playing on the monkey bars with her cousins when we were introduced.  Sydney was so kind and invited me to play.  I got her phone number and we arranged a play date for the next day!   I think it's safe to say that Sydney and I became instant best friends.  We found out that we were born exactly a week apart, had an obsession with Harry Potter, loved to be outside, and shared other girly dreams. Literally, Sydney was my first friend I made in Colorado and 12 years later she is still my best friend! Okay. Can we just talk about how much I absolutely ...

I have a confession. It happens to me at the end of every summer.   I love the the thought of-  wearing the clothes I have been saving putting clean notebooks in new backpacks  stuffing sandwiches in my Star Wars tin lunch box tying my not-yet-worn-in new shoes  figuring out where all my classes are located meeting up with long-lost friends  I LOVE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL!! It's fine. Call me a nerd, I can take it.  I guarantee you though in three weeks I'll be calling for summer days again. But truth be told, I love having a routine and feeling productive and learning and being social and preparing to be a teacher. Also, I can count on my fingers: I only have two semesters left of class which means... that this time next year I'll be setting up my very own classroom. So far my classes have been thoroughly enjoyable although my teachers are laying on the textbook reading quite heavily (...