Did you know, the twelve days of Christmas actually START on Christmas? They end on 6 January, or Epiphany, the day that tradition says the Wise Men came to see Jesus. Of course, it didn't actually happen like that...but then again, Jesus wasn't born on 25 December, either.
It's been so wonderful this last week to be home! I've missed it. And Christmas was even better! Not because of the presents, though I was excited to get a really awesome mixing bowl, but because for the first time in over two years my whole family was under the same roof at the same time. Well, the whole family plus Doug. :)
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
The Semester Ends: The Saga Begins
Well, the title is as good as any, I guess. It worked for Twilight, it can work for me. *cheeky grin*
Here I am, at almost three in the morning, updating my blog because my roommate is still packing and I'm procrastinating going to bed because I know 625 is going to come awfully early. I know, it doesn't make any sense, but there you have it. I think I shall patent it and call it "AnnMarie Logic", sell it and get rich. Sounds great, huh?
I'm glad this semester has come to an end. It's been a hard one for me, in various ways. I've never been a particularly self-motivated person, but this semester has seen me reach new heights of sinking to the depths of procrastination and self-gratification. I need balance. I need to get used to my life the way it is now. It's crazy: I feel like I went on a mission as a teenager with not too many cares and came back to a world where everyone expects me to act like an adult. Is that what I am? I don't feel like one. I still want my mommy to take care of everything for me. Maybe part of it is being a sophomore when most of my high school classmates are graduated or graduating.
I had my don rag today. It went pretty well, actually. Better than my freshman ones, I think. I think I'm a better student in class this time around, though I didn't really try at all this semester. Think how much better I could do if I really tried! My Greek tutor was very impressed by how quickly I got up to speed in that class. I can't take much credit for that, honestly; it's mostly due to a website called Perseus and A. T. Murray's translation of The Odyssey. Still, I'm not a total moron. But he was right to call me out for not being prepared enough sometimes, because it's definitely true that my translations weren't my first priority. Well, not my translations of Greek, anyway. I won't comment on the amount of time I spent doing "language study" this semester. It's probably better left unsaid.
I'm glad to be going home. But somehow, it's just won't be the same, I know.
*sigh*
Here I am, at almost three in the morning, updating my blog because my roommate is still packing and I'm procrastinating going to bed because I know 625 is going to come awfully early. I know, it doesn't make any sense, but there you have it. I think I shall patent it and call it "AnnMarie Logic", sell it and get rich. Sounds great, huh?
I'm glad this semester has come to an end. It's been a hard one for me, in various ways. I've never been a particularly self-motivated person, but this semester has seen me reach new heights of sinking to the depths of procrastination and self-gratification. I need balance. I need to get used to my life the way it is now. It's crazy: I feel like I went on a mission as a teenager with not too many cares and came back to a world where everyone expects me to act like an adult. Is that what I am? I don't feel like one. I still want my mommy to take care of everything for me. Maybe part of it is being a sophomore when most of my high school classmates are graduated or graduating.
I had my don rag today. It went pretty well, actually. Better than my freshman ones, I think. I think I'm a better student in class this time around, though I didn't really try at all this semester. Think how much better I could do if I really tried! My Greek tutor was very impressed by how quickly I got up to speed in that class. I can't take much credit for that, honestly; it's mostly due to a website called Perseus and A. T. Murray's translation of The Odyssey. Still, I'm not a total moron. But he was right to call me out for not being prepared enough sometimes, because it's definitely true that my translations weren't my first priority. Well, not my translations of Greek, anyway. I won't comment on the amount of time I spent doing "language study" this semester. It's probably better left unsaid.
I'm glad to be going home. But somehow, it's just won't be the same, I know.
*sigh*
Friday, December 11, 2009
Things I Love About Winter
SNOW!
seeing your breath in the air
Christmas trees and the smell of pine leaves slowly permeating the house
making snow angels
the crisp, fresh scent of the air
bundling up in sweaters and coats and gloves and hats and earmuffs and lots of socks
(this one is infinitely more fun if you are NOT a missionary who has to constantly wear all of these - and more! - because you are outside all day and well into the evening)
Christmas!!!
winter break and going home and NO SCHOOL!
snuggling down in my bed in the morning when I wake up a little bit early
white Christmas lights
hot chocolate
when in Korea, getting to turn on the floor and having toasty feet all the time
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
A few family memories
Families are really awesome things. I'm so excited to get to see mine in just 17 days!
My youngest brother, Nathan, about three years old
All three of the Saunders' kids were given the number 9 that season!
My youngest sister, Marianne, and me as the royalty we are :)
My oldest younger sister, Heidi, cuddled up with her "Sunny Bean Butt" - I'm pretty sure she still sleeps with him even now that she's married
My family, the Sunday before my brother Stephen and I reported to the MTC
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