Day Forty Four- Keeping Still

For pictures this requires a tripod, but in life it is impossible. Even when you think you are still your moving. When a photographer forgets their tripod they must hand hold, and they find that even if your body is still your camera was not. With every breath you take you leave your stillness behind. To really hold still you need support. Without support you will shake and falter, and nothing will come out focused. In life, when you do not become still you become out of focus. Everyone needs stability, and everyone needs support. In the end, everyone needs a tripod!

Day Thirty Six- Lacking a Little

Sometimes you take on more than you realize, and I think you all have figured out that I am in that position. I am trying my hardest to keep up, but honestly let's face it, you would get tired of me quite quickly if I wrote everyday. Trust me, my life is not all that interesting.

However, occasionally I think I can share things that might help people in a way, any way, it could be a very random way, I don't particularly care as long as it is doing something.

I know that there are people on this Earth who feel like they were put here for a reason, and with each day that passes they wait for that one moment for which they were made for.

Personally, I think that you are made for every moment. With every step you take you leave some form of footprint. Whether it be visible or not, it has an impact.

Day (still haven't counted)-They all look just the same

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2_2lGkEU4Xs&noredirect=1

Home is what you make it, or at least that is what I have been told. However, some places that people call home are quite questionable. I was born in the suburbs and grew up in the suburbs, but as I get older I am finding that I extremely dislike the suburbs. It is like the limbo between the country and the city, and I am not very much liking living in limbo. Another thing I have grown to dislike is the word limbo.

It is a very confusing word.

When you are a little kid you are taught that Limbo is a game in which you shimmy(face up) under a pole, and if you fall or hit the pole you lose the game. As you get older you learn that there is another kind of Limbo. This kind of Limbo is basically a waiting room between heaven and hell. TOTALLY DIFFERENT!

Day I haven't counted in awhile- I'm BACK!

Life can throw you curve balls, and let me tell you if you are already off your balance it will knock you on your back and take your breath away. The last two weeks has been a dramatic change. I was given a week to pack a three bedroom house and put it into storage. I had to take a week off of school, and when it is one of your last semesters, that is the last thing you want to do. Playing the game of catch up is not nearly as easy in college as it was in home school.

I can remember times in home school when I waited to do a months worth of homework until the night before it was due. I always finished on time back then, but this time it took me another week to catch up.

So two weeks later after all of this nonsense, I am back on my feet. A little wiser and a little less naive, but all for the better. I got that deep breath I needed, and got to scream at a man, who I didn't know, who definitely deserved it. All these things have helped me get a little piece of my sanity back.

It's weird it's like without sanity you feel insane. Hmmm...I wonder why that is.

Day Eighteen- How do you function

when you have been running around for one month straight, and your about to lose it? I could really use that breath I have been talking about. However, it feels like I am miles under water with little to no sight of light. I no longer know what is up and what is down, but who really does?

Day Seventeen- Does there come a time...

when you get a chance to breath. Not the tiny breaths we manage to fit into out day, but the unheard of breath where you actually inhale a decent amount of air, fill up your lungs, and let it slowly roll out. That would be nice. In fact, I shall try it. I helped, but didn't work. All I think about as I take this deep breath is that I am wasting time. Sometimes I feel this way about this blog, and maybe I am wasting time. Ultimately I feel like I am clearing my brain for the day, and letting go of the things I would usually hold on to till the next day. Today seems different. Today my brain doesn't want to divulge its information.I could only imagine it has something to do with how exhausted and absolutely stressed out I am. It is only the third week of school and I am already falling apart. Hopefully this weekend will be the glue I need to hold me together for another couple months. Here is to hoping!

Day Sixteen- Technological Difficulties

They happen. They cause enormous amounts of frustration. They make you feel stupid sometimes (depends on the situation.) Sometimes, they make you want to throw things viciously at walls or at the floor. It wasn't until moments ago till I got to the last level of frustration, but thankfully I fought the urge to throw my very aggravating cell phone at the ground with a kind of fury that I am sure, for those of you long time cell phone users, have experienced at some point or another. I gave up trying to fight my cell phone, and figured I would get to work on all computer necessary assignments before my laptop decided to get together with my cell phone and all the other technological devices I have encountered today and start a "Brittney Boycott."

I am sure that my professors would be empathetic. In fact, I could see them now rolling their eyes in frustration. Except, I have a feeling one professor, whose name shall not be mentioned, might get a kick out of it, and we could embellish in this created boycott of mine. My wandering mind has escaped me once again, and I need to refocus my brain on the literal piles of homework I already have.