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Awards are Rewarding

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Today I did something awesome. I did something I’ve never gotten to do before. Yep, today, I got to make some kids feel really good. We had an awards ceremony for the end of the year, and I got to present two different awards. I guess it’s one thing for the older kid; he gets basically every award imaginable and has ranked nationally in academics so many times that he probably lost count. (Not sure how by the way. Our school isn’t very popular or anything…)

But the other student was a girl. A girl who, just a few months ago absolutely hated Math. I am so glad that I was able to watch her grow up into a very mature young adult. Her helpfulness in my class was astounding, and I will never be able to thank her enough for all of the help that she has given me.

Also today, I realized that my first year of teaching is truly over. We have four days left of exams, and the rest of the summer is mine! I don’t know how other teachers feel at this time of the year, but I am feeling about five hundred different emotions. I cannot even control them or determine what they all are. I guess instead I’ll go spend the night with the ones I love so that tomorrow when I wake up, I can go see the kids that I also love. 

Proud Girl

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Last night was one of the proudest moments I think I’ve ever had. Which seems kind of crazy given the circumstances, of which there are many. But regardless of the outcome, I am so glad that I was able to be a part of the moment.

You see, my boyfriend graduated last night. And no, not from some big Ivy League college or university. But who cares where the graduation takes place? He downplays it like he hasn’t worked as hard as me with education and that he basically just had to sit so many hours in a classroom. And true, he still has testing to complete and other parts of his knowledge to prove before he gets his big hefty raise at work… but you know what? I am still proud. Just because he doesn’t give himself the credit that he deserves doesn’t mean that I can’t! Besides, we are all kidding ourselves if we think I ever could have done what he has already done with his life. Let’s face it, I’m not cut out for those jobs where you actually have to do manual labor all the time. I’m lucky I make it up the twenty flights of stairs that I have to walk each day between the classrooms and my office…

It might still seem confusing why I say that I am crazy for feeling so proud, but it’s because of this: For 90% of the time that my boyfriend spent in school, I didn’t even know him. We met just a few weeks before he graduated. Unlike his family, I didn’t spend time with him during much of his schooling time. I have barely an idea of how tired he was when he was juggling a full-time job and his evening classes. I really have no right to be so proud. Yet part of me knows that his family is not big on celebrations (and he is even less so). For that very reason alone, I want to make such a big deal out of this. I want him to know the joy of feeling accomplished, loved, cared for, and celebrated. Let’s face it; my parents dropped the ball when I graduated from college, but I still remember what it was like when I graduated from High School. Though those were simpler times, the theory behind a celebration still stands. After spending hundreds of hours working towards a goal in your life, you deserve to spend time with the ones you love and the ones who care about you. Even my own crazy parents want to spend time with him to show him that they are proud…

So mister, if you are reading this, just let us celebrate you this weekend okay? I promise I will start treating you with disdain, indifference, and maybe even hate when Tuesday rolls around. But this weekend… this weekend is our’s and we are going to do some really fun and relaxing things with it whether you like it or not. 

~Me

P.S. The more you resist, the more a boa constrictor tightens its grip around you… if you get my drift.

Do You Remember?

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Remember

Do you remember the time you clicked that button? The green and the red staring you right in the face. 

Do you remember the time when I was so obvious that you decided my excitement might just be a good enough reason to meet me? How the snow fell that night, though we just wanted something to eat.

Do you remember the time we ate at a restaurant together for lunch? That one time, when it was all quiet and empty in there, with nothing to worry about except being together that day.

Do you remember the time, right after our meal, when we went and wandered around Walmart like a bunch of bored teenagers? The sheets and the curtains; that’s what we looked at.

Do you remember the time, right after the curtains, when you hugged me in the parking lot? You smelled so good and wouldn’t stop staring at me.

Do you remember the time you first kissed me? Yes, that one that you and I both know we never wanted to stop. The one out in the middle of nowhere in a parking lot, just because that’s where we were when I told you to kiss me.

Do you remember the time we saw a movie together? Kingsman, that’s what it was called.

Do you remember the time when I first showed you my blog? The way your eyes were suddenly open to a world of my thoughts, opinions, and emotions.

Do you remember the time I first rode in your car? How we argued about music and I was scared of your driving.

Do you remember the time when I first came to your house? We watched TV all evening, and I barely got home before morning.

Do you remember the time we celebrated your birthday? First time you ever met my parents too. That was also the day I first surprised you with something and showed you how great it feels to be surprised by someone who loves you.

Do you remember the time we went to the gun show? How scared and nervous I was because it was a room full of guns. Needless to say, you remember the time you took me to the range. Wow, how things have changed…

Do you remember the time we took our first hike? On Easter with the pup. That was a great day.

Do you remember the first time I stayed at your place? And every successive Friday since…

Do you remember when you slept on my couch? No one believed you would do it.

Do you remember the time we hiked up the waterfall? I was scared to death but you were determined that I would be happier when I succeeded and reached the top.

Do you remember the first time I cried in front of you? The first anxiety attack that I had? 

Do you remember the time we drank slushees from a giant plastic container? I’m pretty sure we could have been sick for a week after that.

Do you remember the time I first smiled at you? First cuddled with you? First did something that made you happy that you knew me?

Maybe I don’t remember all of this stuff, maybe I haven’t forgotten. But I’ll tell you this much… we have done a lot in two months, and I don’t regret any of it. Meeting someone so openly kind and caring, though also with a rough and protective side makes me feel like I am the most special girl in the entire world. And regardless of what happens in the future, in the next month or the next five… you have changed my life. You have impacted me in a positive way. You, sir, are one of the things in my life that, no matter what happens, I will never forget. 

For the record, I hope you stay around for years and years and years, but if you happen to leave for any reason currently unknown to us… just know that you’re always going to be in my thoughts and in my heart. ❤

~Me

31 Things I Admire About You

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31 Things I Admire About You

I’m pretty sure everyone has probably seen my most recently-added quote already. If not, go check it out! But if you have, I just have to say that someone actually said this about ME! Who knew such kind words were even possible while being equally as accurate and embarrassing to me. Looks like I am still learning how to get comfortable in my own skin.

For this post, I realized that there are millions of things that I admire about people who are or have been in my life. And so, to go along with that most recent quote, I have decided to make a list of 100 things I admire about people (or a single person… I haven’t decided yet). One way or the other, here goes nothing!

  1. I admire your eyes… I like the color of your eyes.
  2. I admire your smile- it’s super goofy and yet completely adorable. I admire the fact that it can make anyone’s day brighter just at the sight of it.
  3. I admire your heart. You have such a big heart. So big I doubt that I even realize the full extent of it yet. I admire the way it touches people’s lives in the simplest and yet most meaningful ways.
  4. I admire your comic relief. Somehow, someway, no matter what is going on, you know how to make people laugh and feel relaxed. 
  5. I admire your independence. You easily take care of yourself as well as the others around you. How you do it is beyond me, but it doesn’t go unnoticed.
  6. I admire your maturity; I can’t stand most people your age. And before you ask, maybe I do make a stereotype out of that group, but you break the mold for sure.
  7. I admire your individuality. From being able to use both hands for different tasks (never heard of this before!) to not fitting into that mold I discussed earlier, you set yourself apart from others in positive, noticeable ways.
  8. I admire the way you know who I am without even asking. You can tell when I’m happy, mad, sad, or any other emotion on the roller coaster that s my life.
  9. I admire the way you care about someone without even realizing that you do it. You don’t realize how loving and kind you are, but the rest of us can see it. 
  10. I admire the fact that you are a gentleman. From asking if a lady is okay to making sure a space is clean for her, you take care of her and show her that she’s something special even if she’s not.
  11. I like how random you are. You come up with the craziest, most insane conversation topics sometimes, but I love answering your silly questions and knowing that you are wondering about my opinion on all sorts of topics.
  12. I admire the fact that you are smart but you are not audible or boastful about it. I like the way that you can answer a question at random but don’t always need to know the correct answer to everything in order to be happy.
  13. I admire the way you care for  others who are important to me. Without even knowing them or having met them, you ask about them and make sure they are all okay. 
  14. I admire the way you dress. Silly as that sounds, you always look nice. It’s nice to know that you put some effort into your hygiene and looking nice just to see me or for no apparent reason at all.
  15. I admire the way want to know everything about me, from the simplest to the most complicated. It makes me feel important and makes me wish I cared about everyone as much as you care for me.
  16. I admire the way you make me feel safe even when there’s nothing around that I need protecting from. I like how natural it feels for me to be relaxed and comfortable around you. With my anxiety, that’s rare for sure.
  17. I admire your goals in life. You might not have everything figured out for your future, but you know what your short term goals are and how those achievements will help you in the future.
  18. I admire that you haven’t needed someone in your life to be happy. While it may seem like you missed out, I promise you didn’t. You learned way more about yourself than most older people ever end up knowing.
  19. I admire your patience and how you are willing to deal with just about anything until you get annoyed. 
  20. I admire you. The way you look, the way you speak, the way you act, and the way you treat me. From your head to your toes. You make people happy, you set a great example for others, and you (whether for good or bad) remind me so much of myself. I suddenly feel like I’m not so alone.
  21. I admire how appreciative you are of the things that I can do. You don’t focus on my limitations or how you miss out on things because I cannot give them to you. Instead you focus on what I can give and how that makes you feel better. 
  22. I admire your honesty. Even if people don’t always want to hear what you have to say, you give them the truth so that they completely understand your opinion and the facts.
  23. I admire your quiet side. It’s rare that I talk more than anyone else, and being able to talk more than you gives me a new perspective on how a relationship with someone can be. Normally I’m the shy, withdrawn one. Not with you.
  24. I admire your goofy faces, because every goofy face has a new memory hiding behind it.
  25. I admire your nose. Yes, your nose. Not because it is currently creeping me out, but because it is unique in its own way and is part of you. I might be crazy, but I admire this unique part of you. 
  26. I admire the way that you check to make sure we are on the same page about everything. Before we go to a movie or out to dinner, you make sure that we both agree on where we are going, what we are seeing, etc. (This also applies to the more important things that we discuss which don’t need to be placed on my blog for the world to see.) 
  27. I admire your willingness to know my family. Anyone who meets them should expect to become insane, but you welcome it with open arms because they mean a lot to me.
  28. I admire the way that you don’t get embarrassed easily. I guess this goes along with being open and honest as I discussed before, but this one is different too. You can tell me anything or say anything and you won’t be ashamed of any flaw or error that you have or have ever made.
  29. I admire the way you worry without letting me realize it often. Every now and then I will realize that you are worried about me, but more often than not, you worry about me quietly until you realize I need you. Then you step in and help.
  30. I admire the fact that you can give amazing advice. You understand things about my emotions that I don’t even understand and you use this knowledge to help me make hard decisions.
  31. I admire that you have pet peeves that I exhibit all the time but you still accept me and overlook the frustration they make you feel just so I don’t feel so bad about breaking them in the first place. 

~Me