I Survived!

Finally, my crazy week is over. It sounds really crazy, but on Monday I wasn't so sure I would make it through without having a total breakdown. I kept it together though. That makes me really happy. There was stress, don't get me wrong, but nothing out of control. Plus, I got everything finished and turned it. That's a really good feeling.

I have officially named my kitty Mia. She has become such a wonderful blessing in my life. I really enjoy having someone to take care of other than myself. Is it weird that worrying about her kind of takes away some of the stress from other things in my life? Whatever, I'm weird, so that wouldn't surprise me. She's real cute though. You should meet her. She's pretty amazing.

I'm on the home stretch. This semester is SO CLOSE to being over. I can smell the sweet scent of summer. Right at my fingertips.

Things Standing Between Deux and Summer:

1. Chemistry test

2. Sociology final

3. English paper

4. French final

5. Chemistry final

The list is getting shorter and shorter by the day. It makes me extremely happy.

Love, Deux

I'm in Love.

Nope, not with the boy (who is Pinocchio, by the way), but if you look closely, you can see the tiny kitten he is feeding.

Yes, I am in love with a kitten.

If you met him, you would be too.

He has turned even the worst cat hater into an ooey-gooey, smiling goon. I ain't even exaggerating.

Here's the story: So The Mexican text messages me on Saturday night asking if I'm awake. I am practically nocturnal, so I quickly answer that indeed I was awake. She goes on to ask me to come outside of my apartment because she has found a kitten. In my mind, I'm thinking; "oh snap...ANOTHER kitten that we're going to get all attached to have to just give away." I go outside to find The Mexican standing near what is the saddest, most pathetic scene I've ever witnessed in my 20 years of life. I see a tiny (the teensy weensy kind) black and white kitten screaming and crying while trying to walk on his wobbly legs. I look at The Mexican with the widest, goo goo eyes and proceed to scoop the kitty up in my hands (after checking to see if the mother was anywhere nearby, of course). We take the kitty back to The Mexican's apartment and proceed to take action. The kitty was obviously starving. The protruding ribs hinted at that. We, then, decide to hit up the nearest Super Walmart to get some supplies. We came back to my abode and proceeded to feed the little one. Needless to say, as the night wore on, I quickly fell head over heels with the little guy. So now I have a kitty. I'm not allowed to have a pet in the apartment I have right now, so my wonderful friends (let's call them Angel and Bass) are taking care of him for me until I move out :)

I am so joyful!

xoxoDeux

Dear World,

I may die today. Cause of death: Lewis structures.

I mean, what the heck is this useful for? Nothing (as far as I am concerned.) And it just can't be simple. There have to be all of these stupid rules and exceptions. Can't I just be like: "Okay here is Element X and Element X has X amount of valence electrons" and just be done with it? Is that too much to ask. I feel like that is plenty enough for a Psychology major to know about chemistry. Booooo.

If I pass this class it will be a miracle.

Miracles happen right?

How long until summer?

xoxodeux

Dear Men in My Life,

I feel I have a little something on my heart to tell you about. Before you hate me or jump to conclusions, just hear me out. I love you. Each and every one of you. Not in the “I love boys” way (even though I totally do) but in the way that I just admire you and sit in awe of your amazing strength. I feel this way about all men, young and old. The thing is that with this intense love I have for your kind, you hold a very high standard in my eyes.

I’ve seen a lot of hurt in my sisters recently. Nothing too major, but things that could have been avoided, very simply, by not saying certain things. This has happened in many different situations I’ve been around: in friends, couples, and even families. I’m not saying that this was totally the fault of the man in every situation by any means. I’m only saying that women are vulnerable. Even though we try to show you tough exteriors, we have very soft hearts. You may think we never cry over you…we do, we just don’t let you see our tears. These kinds of hurts give us fear of showing you our vulnerability. That is so not how this is supposed to be. Why should we try to cover up our hurt and build up walls? Believe me, I know, those walls are so easy to build but so difficult to tear down. It can take years. Lifetimes, even.

My challenge to you is just to be a real man. If you read a little back in my blog (circa November), I wrote about being called on to my femininity just by the example of true men. A true man doesn’t say spiteful things. These things that you have said to my sisters and I are not you. No, you’re better than that because our Heavenly Father made you. He made you GOOD. These things are a direct attack on us by the devil. I challenge you to use Christ as your shield. I know what you are capable of, because I see it in you every single day.

I need you men so bad. The only reason I am writing this to you is because it is what I have experienced and have heard about from my sisters. I know we hurt you. When we do, tell us. Please. We want to protect your hearts too. I promise. Without your amazing example, I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for that. You are amazing. I love you.

xoxoMe

Thankful

Lately, I've been feeling really thankful for different things and people. I get into these weird out-of-the-blue moods where I just feel so wonderfully blessed. Isn't that the worst thing in the world? (winkwink) I've decided to make a little list (since you know how I love lists) of the things I feel very thankful for right this very second.

1. My parents. I just got home from a wonderful visit to my parents' neck of the woods yesterday. I wasn't able to stay long because of the gargantuan pile of schoolwork waiting for me back at school. I stayed for only two wonderful days. I was just reminded of how blessed I am to have such wonderful parents. My Dad is very sweet and always reminds me that I'm beautiful even when I have no makeup on. I make a point to leave my makeup at my apartment whenever I go for a visit for this reason. My Mom is really silly and awkward, but she is one of the most loving people I've ever met. Plus she's drop dead gorgeous. It's nice to have her genes.

2. Friends. I have the best group of friends. They're the kinds of friends that make you laugh so hard your sides split. The kind that you gush to your parents about (Am I the only one that does that?) The kind that gives the best hugs and tells the stupidest jokes. The girls are kind, funny, weird, and breathtaking. The boys are silly, talented, respectful, and strong. Each and every one of them was put into my life for a specific reason. You know who you are. I don't tell you enough but I am so thankful for you and I wouldn't trade any of you for the world.

Now for less mushy gushy ones:

3. Wicked. I saw it with some wonderful friends last week for the third time. Let me just say, it was absolutely amazing. I laughed and (nearly) cried and the evening was not without many gooseybumps from all of the amazing talent. Walking out of the theater, I felt a Wicked HIGH coming along. I'm not lying. My companions can vouch for this.

4. The Beatles. I have recently rekindled my love for those 4 English musicians that have stolen the hearts of many a generation. I really don't think any more needs to be said of the topic. Note: Top Gun REALLY needs to be educated of the awesomeness of The Beatles. Seriously people, he had never heard the song "Here Comes the Sun" until I played it for him. NOT okay.

5. The Hunger Games series. Oh in the name of all things good and just. Get yourself these books...now. They are amazifying. You won't be sorry.

Anywho, I am very sleepy sleepy, so that will be all for now. Expect more thankful lists in the near future. I get thankful very often, sorry if you think that's boring.

xoxoDeux

Dear Jim Halpert, why aren't you real? Love, Deux

Reasons why Deux loves Jim Halpert:

1. Sense of humor. Jim Halpert has it down to an art. He is silly but smart, sarcastic but kind, dorky but cool in way. Plus, he's the pranking type. Anyone who knows me well understands that I have a very special place in my heart for a good prank. Jim Halpert makes the PERF partner in crime. Just saying.

2. The way he loves Pam. Here's where I become such a girl. Quote from the wedding episode: Four years ago I was just a guy who had a crush on a girl, who had a boyfriend. And I had to do the hardest thing I've ever had to do, which was just to...wait." In the first seasons, Jim is nothing but a wonderful friend to Pam. He doesn't push or pressure. He supports and is just...there for her. It takes Pam a little while (which is very frustrating) but she eventually gets it.

3. He is supah cute. Enough said.

Sorry for the overly girly, gushyness. I felt it was a necessary blog post.

Happy Easter!

xoxoDeux