Happenings in Pictures

 I have meant to write and share so many things, however I have not sat down and made the time.
So first Christmas. I really only want to share the magical Christmas Tree picture. It was the first time I used any sort of tripod, and I have a full size tripod from under this tree, so hopefully there will be more fun pictures to come.

"Every time I see a train it awakens some secret nostalgic longing in me, even though I have never been on one."

  

The post before last I wrote about trains. And my lovely sister read it and decided it was time I got on a train. So for christmas she took me on a train ride. It was in Northern Arizona, and it was beautiful. Pretty cold too, there was snow beside the tracks as we moved further north.

 I loved these trees, in their fuzzy winter existence.

The last thing we did before getting back to school was go oh a hike. It was lovely. This picture reminds me of a forest adventure. I imagine walking the path of the river back up and through those trees. Encountering peace, and animals amidst the crisp air.

Now I back at school. The last semester for a while. Internship and classes. I have some other post ideas up my sleeve. Hopefully I'll get to them. 

Have a thoughtful day.

Time is here and there...

I'm out of school for a month.
Last official long break.

Spent the day reading The Hobbit [I'm running out of time I know, but I don't have to finish it all, since it will be 3 part movie.... :(p ]

and working on christmas presents.
It was nice.

Trying not to think about how soon break will be over and then all that comes after.
Not thinking about it.

I'm babysitting a fish for a friend over break, it's nice to watch it swim.

Simple things that are ooo soo enjoyable.

The sun fades quickly in the winter, days are fleeting.
But spring will slip past almost unnoticed if I don't remember to look.

Tulips that bloomed last February are starting to poke up shoots.
I hope they bloom.

Having the new title makes me feel I have the freedom to write in my most loved way:
fragmented.

But I'll try not to All the time.

Have a lovely day.

Trains

Trains represent adventure. 
Mysterious unknown adventure. 
In Mexico and South America travelers ride on top of trains, dangerously seeking a better life in the north. 
In our country too, people sneak onto trains and ride away from discarded lives. 

They bring fear and warmth to my heart. 
They have the power to kill, and to bring good. 
Every time I see a train it awakens some secret nostalgic longing in me, even though I have never been on one.

They are a special type of magic.

New Creation

I am becoming a new person.

I broke through the wall of leaving YouTube comments.
For how much I watch YouTube this is fantastic.
I feel less like a viewer and more like a participant. 
It is freeing. To feel like my comment matters, 
even if no one ever reads it.

I got that internship I mentioned.
The crazy part?
I actually think I can do it.
I'm not one to be confident in my abilities. 
I generally worry that I can't do whatever it is.

But I can do this. and beyond that I want to.
I am willing to try, and to learn to be bold.
Willing to  ask for what I need to do a good job,
and push through the hard stuff. 

And these two situations rub off on how I feel about everything else.

These feelings will fade. In a few months when I'm in the middle of it all,
I'll only feel the struggle.

But. Right now,  It feels good.

It feels good.

Hairy

I'm growing my hair out.

Not that it isn't already long.
Because it is.

But I have been itching to cut it short.
And debating about whether to go short or super long.

I always have this debate.
So I have decided I'll grow it out till spring.


Haircuts can be such meaningful emotional things. When I feel a new season, or just a need for change;

I cut my hair, or add bangs.

So much is tied to hair for girls, or at least for many girls.

The bible says it is "our glory"

But often it feels more like a wrestling partner.

So here's to loving my hair.


Any hair struggles or horror stories? Let me know in the comments.

A note about titles

Two posts in one evening,
amazing.

You may notice I changed my title.
I thought up "Penned in Orange" when I was a sophomore in highschool.

Almost everything has changed since then.                                                (I know highschool is actually

 two words, but I consistently

want for it to be one)

In typical form I have kept my commitment to the title these three years.

Tonight however, I was changing the template, and I realized,

the title not longer fits. 

It hasn't for some time. 

I put limited thought into the new one, however I think It'll stick.

If not, I'll change it until I find the next long term title.

Life is Cereal

I compare myself.
A lot.

TO everyone and anyone.

It makes me feel inadequate, like my life is pointless and worthless. Because other people are doing amazing things and writing amazing things and being amazing. While i remain average, and less than the greatest.

That's what is on my mind at the moment. I want to be incredible, and sometime I think that I am. But mostly not. It isn't really a good thing that I want to be incredible, it makes me feel full of myself and I don't like it.

Anyhow, that's enough of that.

I am almost done with my second to last semester of college.
Then off to job life of some sort.
It all seems to0 misty for my liking at this point.

I had an interview today. For an internship.
I need one for next semester, and I pursued this one almost entirely on my own.
And it looks like I'll get it.

That's pretty cool.

Well, a short post. No deep thoughts. But I enjoy reading about other people's lives.
Perhaps you'll enjoy reading about mine.