Simplifying

I've been sorting through my room in preparation for moving. I've kept a lot of sentimental items but it's been freeing trying to decide what I can live without.

Live simply. Live simply. Live simply.

In light of starting things new, I made a tumblr account this morning. I haven't done anything to it yet so... more later.

RIP Coach Wooden

"I have always tried to make it clear that basketball is not the ultimate. It is of small importance in comparison to the total life we live. There is only one kind of life that truly wins, and that is the one that places faith in the hands of the Savior."

Seven-point creed for life:
Be true to yourself.
Make each day your masterpiece.
Help others.
Drink deeply from good books, especially the Bible.
Make friendship a fine art.
Build a shelter against a rainy day.
Pray for guidance and give thanks for your blessings every day.

Growing Pains

I went through this period of feeling really inadequate and unsatisfied with myself for a lot of things. At first it was just for silly things like wishing I was better at photography or that I was smarter or more informed about things. Then it was wishing I was healthier and wishing I was a better daughter, a better friend, a better girlfriend, a better Christian. It was overwhelming and kind of depressing, actually. Then I realized, of course I'm inadequate. I'm only human. So I says to myself, stop whining you big baby! It just means I have room for improvement, right? It's all so time consuming though. Time exercising, time praying, time with people, time practicing hobbies... time reading the news, even. Maybe that's why I've been so upset that I don't have many plans this Memorial weekend. Time is too precious to waste. Anyways, two more weeks of school and then I'll have (almost) all the time in the world. Playtime, anyone?

Bold

I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God for the salvation of everyone who believes
--Romans 1:16

Phobias

It took me a week to realize this, but I think I have a phobia that resurfaced from childhood. I jump into bed because I'm scared something underneath it is going to grab my ankles. Yeah, really. Haha. I tried googling to see if there's a name for it. Nope. But I found these:

Anuptaphobia - fear of staying single
Asymmetriphobia - fear of asymmetry
Cacophobia - fear of ugliness
Consecotaleophobia - fear of chopsticks
Doxophobia - fear of expressing opinions
Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia - fear of the number 666
Ommetaphobia/Ommatophobia - fear of eyes (nooooo!!!!!)
Omphalophobia - fear of belly buttons
Paraskavedekatriaphobia - fear of friday the 13th
Peladophobia - fear of bald people
Phagophobia - fear of being eaten
Phronemophobia - fear of thinking