V-Day

If you have ever spoken with me about love or romance you may have noticed I'm a bit of a cynic. That is because despite me gorgeous (average) looks and bubbly (actually pretty boring) personality I'm not good with the men. Sometimes I can pick them up but then I get so bored so fast or they do. It all just seems kind of hopeless and a bit pointless at this point.

So here I sit on Valentines day thanking about my approach to love. And although I say terrible things about it almost all the time, I want you to know I love love. I just haven't found it yet. And one day I will find someone that doesn't make me bored out of my mind. I'll get giggly and you will see a whole new Cassandra but until then I'll give you  a list of things I do love:

1. You, obviously
2. Trinity -it is such a God thing I am here. I'll tell you the story sometime if you want
3. Starkenburg Floor- because really who doesn't
4. My close friends- you know who you are!
5. Boys mid sections when they yawn and their shirt lifts up just enough for you to see their muscles- .... What was I doing again?
6. Tumblr- I am hopelessly addicted
7. My family- They are truly amazing and supportive. The more I learn about other people and their families the more I appreciate mine.
8. My dogs- I miss you Maggie and Marley
9. Dinner- I realize this now because I didn't go and now there a grumbling in my tumtum.
10. America- *moment of respectful silence* I'm so lucky to live in a place where I can go to school for what I want while embracing my religion.
Which brings me to God- He da man! Why do I love him so much? Come to bible study and find out.


I could go on but you probably got bored around number six.

Happy day. Remember what and who you love. And if you are single, hit the town, don't mope or I'll hit you. No seriously there is nothing I hate more than a moper.

Love,
Cassandra.

A trip to Indianapolis

This weekend I went to visit my friend Marlin in Indianapolis. It made me remember so much that I had forgotten about my high school life. Some of the things I had forgotten were probably best left in the past but others deserved way more attention than I was giving them. Marlin is one of the most inspirational people in this world. She reminds me that there is reason to strive to be good.

I have struggled, well I struggle, with lots of distractions. And I had been coming to a point in my life where I began to believe that it was okay for me to do the things I was doing. Who cared anyway? I thought "I'm young, I'll blame it on that later". I guess seeing Marlin reminded me of just how God filled a person could be. She is such a shining spirit and I could be too. I've just got to drop the shit. Who cares that I was doing wrong? It doesn't matter I should care.

And there is my self improvement tidbit of the day.
Until next time have a wonderful day!

The Winds Are Changing

Dearest Darlings,

I like change, it is no secret. Maybe I am too addicted to the thought of change, the thought of new things. Lately my life had been so... steady. I miss having a rush, having a thrill. I need a little rebellion. I truly do take after my mother in this way. The thing about being a change addict is that it is impractical. I would consider it one of my biggest weaknesses. It is dangerous and could be harmful. Not just to me but to my relationships with my friends and family (and if I ever get one a boyfriend).

My roomie and I have been joking around about improving ourselves. Well what if I did? What if I found something I didn't like about myself to work on every month this year? It is February and I am making a resolution. Stability.

Luckily I took a monastic interim and  I have a wonderful Philosophy teacher who lets me borrow from his personal collection of monastic books. Monks happen to know a lot about stability. They live with the same routine every week of their entire life. So I have resources to help me.

I am going to try embracing where I am in life. Enjoying the things that are happening, even if they happen daily. The first way I'm going to change myself is to not seek change. Congrats Cassandra you've made a paradox.

Later Lovelies

p.s. I could totally add blogging to my stable routine. That would be pretty cool.