My prayers go out to all my friends in NEW ZEALAND, especially CHRISTCHURCH. That’s the second disastrous earthquake in 5 months.
When I was there four months ago, I was in my hostel showering when I felt my first earthquake. The walls shook, and I heard everything rattle, and my heart stopped because I was terrified the floor beneath me would give out. I prayed that night hoping that I would make it through the night safe.
Last week a junk boat sank in Ha Long Bay and 12 people were killed, 10 of whom were tourists around my age. And now today a 6.3 earthquake happened in Christchurch and 60+ people were killed. Both of which were places I spent time in within the last five months.
I’m beginning to think I should count my blessings.
Periods when I pray and talk to God, I find that I am happiest. I have less mood swings. I am less irritable with Steve. I get more things accomplished when it comes to school. I have more productive days at work. I have more motivation to work out and I train harder. I eat more vegetables, and feel better about my diet. I understand better why things happen the way they do and I learn a fantastic thing called acceptance.
Periods where I don’t pray and forget that God is there, I find that I am angry. I tend to feel more bloated and as a consequence, fatter. I don’t understand half the words I read in my textbooks. I pick a fight with Steve at least twice a day. I blame all my co-workers for my incompetencies. I have road rage. I don’t work out, and if I do, I half ass it. The weather is not my friend. I believe the world hates me and every bad thing anybody says is directed to me. And to top it off, my feet smell worse.
There are not many things I hate, but:
I hate driving because it’s too expensive to pay for gas nowadays and the environment, especially in the Salt Lake valley, could use less toxic emissions from our automobiles. If only my city had better public transportation, and driving a car didn’t cut public transportation time in half. If only I didn’t live so far from campus and work and instead could bike to my destination.
I hate spending money because mostly I spend it on fruitless things such as restaurant foods and Groupon deals. If only I lived with my boyfriend and didn’t have to worry about trying to make nightly rendezvous work.
I complain and complain, but yet every single day I get into my car to drive to work and school and back. At least a couple times a week, I eat out and then feel guilty about my expenses and bad judgment in calories later. Life seems to always be about vicious cycles, what ifs, and if onlys. I need to start walking my talk.
I also need to visit my grandpa. Ever since he was admitted into his nursing home for diabetes and fatigue three weeks ago, I have not visited him. It still remains a thing to do on my to do list. Which is pathetic, considering family should never be on a to do list. Deep down somewhere, I know this makes me a bad person.
We must all be kind to one another. It is, after all, called humanKIND for a reason.
Hobart, Tasmania | So close to Antarctica, I can almost touch it.
Unfortunately, I never did get to see a Tasmanian devil, but supposedly they’re nasty little critters and nothing like Taz from the cartoon. However, I did get to see, or at least pretend to see, the tip of Antarctica from Mt. Wellington. It will probably be the closest I get to Antarctica for a long time - or at least until I set foot there personally.
For the past two years, I have been lucky enough to experience Hawaii on three different islands. Before I decided on Australia, I was actually planning to move to Oahu for Summer 2010, where the rent was free and the hot people were abundant. Next: Big Island and Molokai, here I come.
laughter, the fact that I live in a Westernized country with running hot water and an abundance of cheap groceries, airplanes so that I may travel to foreign countries, girlfriends who stick around, my best friend and lover whom I can share everything and anything with, God and religion, the Holy Bible, mountains in Salt Lake, higher education, a stable job and steady income, support from my family, blood sisters, heating in cars in below zero temperatures, vegetables, Crossfit, Tumblr & Twitter & Facebook, big boobs, all the men I’ve loved before, the Vietnamese language, washers and dryers, gas stoves and not the electric kind, Tea Tree face wipes preferably from The Body Shop, the world wide web, generous family members all over the globe, my past modeling experiences, nudity, literacy, recipes, Zupas, Redbox, couchsurfing.com, great teachers who inspire me to change the world one student at a time, charity organizations, my time living in Australia and being able to globe trot the world, strangers who smile, strangers who voluntarily ask if I need directions when they see me holding a map upside down, hair ties, 4G, skymiles, DVR, parachutes to slow you down after free falling at 16000 feet above earth, incredible geological formations that allow me to rock climb & cave explore & ski & awe at, an unlimited supply of drinking water, my good health, and YOU.