What has been the most difficult thing you have had to forgive?

Today, I had a terrible headache. I was really tired from lack of sleep or caffeine or something. Driving to Leah's for dinner was awful; it was just the perfect time of day combined with the perfect placement of the sun in the sky (since it moves to the north and south of direct east and west depending on the seasons) so that all the roads on which I drove west were terrible. The sun was literally directly behind one streetlight and you couldn't tell if it was green or not. All the roads were illuminated with yellow, which made the whole drive painful.  Once I arrived, it was wonderful. We had chicken and waffles and sat around and talked for two hours after dinner was over. It was wonderful.

Anyways, having to think of difficult things to forgive could get really personal really fast. However, since not that many people have wronged me, it isn't too bad. First things that came to mind, honestly, were things that I had done and had to forgive myself for. However, that is much to cliche and honestly, just not true.

In high school, there was a time when I got into a big argument with a teacher about her going back on her word about something. When I was perplexed by her not following through on her word, she yelled at me to where I was crying, then yelled more. I was being somewhat of a busybody, and I admit that, but she should not have made promises that she did not intend to keep, nor should she have treated me that way. I remember sobbing all night. 

I spent years feeling angry about that. I still feel angry about it. Maybe I haven't forgiven her, I'm not sure. I just know that, for the most part, it doesn't eat away at me. I have no desire to talk to her again or pretend that I liked her.  Anyways, assuming that I actually have forgiven her, that would be the hardest thing to forgive, solely because of how much anger I harbored about it.

What is the thing you most wish you were great at?

Flying. Duh. 

Are we talking about things that people can actually do?

Making money. While that is true, it's also too vague. So here's a serious answer. I wish I had a better aesthetic eye. I'm not good at fashion or interior design or anything of that nature. I can't just tell that some colors would look well, or that an outfit will work, or that certain photos in certain frames will bring a room together beautifully. Luckily, I've been blessed up to this point to have friends that I can just be like, "Does this outfit work?" Or family that will help me decorate a room.  So there's my answer. I wish I was great at having a good eye for that thing. Or making money.

I've decided something about blogging every day. It lets people see how grouchy of a person I am. Usually, I only blog when I'm happy or pensive or have something to say. Blogging every day forces me to blog even when I'm sick or grouchy or cut back on caffeine and am really tired and drowsy, like today.

What are your 5 greatest accomplishments?

This past week has just been hectic. Don't feel like thinking too hard about this.

1. Graduated with an IB diploma.
2. Graduated college.
3. Found Mike.
4. Insert various awards and honors I received as an adolescent.
Ran out of things.

It's alot easier to brag about yourself in high school. You can talk about awards, writing competitions, the SAT, math competitions, music competitions, your GPA, the clubs that you are secretary or vice president in, all of those things. When you get out of college, they are less important. And as I have yet to run for any sort of office or save the world, I don't have alot on my accomplishment list. Luckily, I'm 23 so I have plenty of time left.

If you were an animal, what would you be and why?

I pretty much combined cleaning for Mike's parents with spring cleaning, so the apartment looks great! His parents should be here sometime soon. Anyways, this week has been crazy and awesome. There are alot of changes going on at work: I've moved into a cubicle, have a temporary different set of responsibilities, and there's alot of changes going on in the department that I supervise. Some are distressing, others have me jumping for joy.

Anyways: I would be an eagle or something, of course. I would definitely fly, because I've always wanted to fly. I'm not going to be some tiny bird that'll get eaten in a split second. Also, eagles have awesome long distance vision. At least hawks do, so I'm assuming it's all birds of prey. Thus, I will be an eagle.

Describe 5 strengths you have.

This is worse than thinking of weaknesses. It feels arrogant.  Oh well.

1. High school me would have said music. Here comes the bragging: when I tried out for all-state choir in Florida, I was the only student to score perfect on both the sight-reading and theory test. I scored perfect on both tests the next year as well, but they didn't let me know if I was the only perfect score. Music theory (and I include sight-reading as a part of music theory) always came very naturally to me. It's like another language and I speak it fluently.

2. Job interview answer: I am a hard worker. Everyone says this in their interview, but I actually mean it. I'm pretty sure I got promoted from a part-time minimum wage position to a full-time supervisor position with benefits and whatnot solely because of my work ethic. Also probably alot to do with luck and prayer. But I do think that, despite other weaknesses, I make up for them with work ethic. (This is useless when I'm too scared to do the work I need to do or don't have the creativity to do my work properly.)

3. Math. Lets go back to school. I'm great at math. Won competitions and other nerdy stuff. It mostly comes in handy now when cooking or doing fast calculations in my head. Makes every day tasks quicker, though it'd be possible to live without math skills.

4. Typing. I'm usually about 85 wpm. I don't know if this is THAT great or even valuable, but I'm out of options. I have a link to a typing test on the side of my blog if you are bored.  I learned my skills from instant messaging as a teenager.

5. Reaching tall things. This is how desperate I am to think of something. My long arm span and height let me reach higher in my apartment than Mike.

Anyways, Mike's parents are visiting today. There is nothing like visiting in-laws to make you realize just how messy your house is. Off to clean!