I totally have a soft spot for special needs people. There are many reasons for this, and one of which is that they say some of the cutest things ever.
A couple of days ago when I was working at the theatre two people with down syndrome came to my till. They wanted to go see Cars 2. The man tells me: "We're going to go see a movie today because it's my birthday this year." The woman promptly agrees with him. "Yep, it's his birthday this year. He's my boyfriend." It was completely adorable. :)
But cute story aside, I have decided that if I ever want anything and you feel like turning me down... You'd better not, because it's my birthday this year. Just sayin'... :)
❤, Meagan
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Mixed Feelings is When...
I really tried to think of a good title for this. Particularly a witty one. I failed. It's kind of just a random assortment of thoughts I've had over the last few days.
In the words of a wise professor: "Mixed feelings is when your mother-in-law drives your brand new Cadillac off of a cliff". I thought this was so funny, and it is probably one of my very favorite things to come out of the mouth of any of my professors last year.
This concept in general is just something that I've been thinking about lately. A few examples I have found in my life the past few days include (but are not limited to) :
- Remember that one song that you used to love? You know the one. The one that now reminds you of a particular person, so you skip it every time it comes up on your ipod? Yep, that one.
- You know those certain placess that have the power to make you happy/excited/sad/nostalgic all at the same time? I think we all have those. This broad range of feelings is because you think not only of all the amazing things that happened there, but also of how long ago that really was, and how much you miss the people that were there with you.
- One more thing. I know that we all have little rituals. Like... Kissing your hand and palming the roof when you run a yellow light, or knocking on wood to avoid jinxing yourself, right? Well there are those in particular which, to begin with, yeilded multiple positive results, but just one time proved for a negative and/or awkward experience. Every time the opportunity would present itself after that, you didn't do it. And every time you kicked yourself for remembering the bad and caring enough to pass it up.
Life is funny. It's unpredictable, and you can't control the way your mind connects things. So as a result one thing can remind you of like twelve others, but we can make the most of it!
Now every time that one song comes up I try to remember why I loved it in the first place, and instead of skipping it, turn up the volume and jam out like I used to. And when I drive past those places I loved... of course I reminisce, but I try to filter it so only the happy feelings get through and I can drive by with a smile. That way I can remember and enjoy those places that I loved all over again. And my silly little rituals? Well I figure if they used to be fun and exciting, Why shouldn't they still be? Now every time the opportunity presents itself I still hesitate; but then I do it anyway, just in case... :)
One bad experience can't define them all. We can choose how certain things effect us. Let's pick the positive result. :)
❤, Meagan
In the words of a wise professor: "Mixed feelings is when your mother-in-law drives your brand new Cadillac off of a cliff". I thought this was so funny, and it is probably one of my very favorite things to come out of the mouth of any of my professors last year.
This concept in general is just something that I've been thinking about lately. A few examples I have found in my life the past few days include (but are not limited to) :
- Remember that one song that you used to love? You know the one. The one that now reminds you of a particular person, so you skip it every time it comes up on your ipod? Yep, that one.
- You know those certain placess that have the power to make you happy/excited/sad/nostalgic all at the same time? I think we all have those. This broad range of feelings is because you think not only of all the amazing things that happened there, but also of how long ago that really was, and how much you miss the people that were there with you.
- One more thing. I know that we all have little rituals. Like... Kissing your hand and palming the roof when you run a yellow light, or knocking on wood to avoid jinxing yourself, right? Well there are those in particular which, to begin with, yeilded multiple positive results, but just one time proved for a negative and/or awkward experience. Every time the opportunity would present itself after that, you didn't do it. And every time you kicked yourself for remembering the bad and caring enough to pass it up.
Life is funny. It's unpredictable, and you can't control the way your mind connects things. So as a result one thing can remind you of like twelve others, but we can make the most of it!
Now every time that one song comes up I try to remember why I loved it in the first place, and instead of skipping it, turn up the volume and jam out like I used to. And when I drive past those places I loved... of course I reminisce, but I try to filter it so only the happy feelings get through and I can drive by with a smile. That way I can remember and enjoy those places that I loved all over again. And my silly little rituals? Well I figure if they used to be fun and exciting, Why shouldn't they still be? Now every time the opportunity presents itself I still hesitate; but then I do it anyway, just in case... :)
One bad experience can't define them all. We can choose how certain things effect us. Let's pick the positive result. :)
❤, Meagan
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Let Your Light So Shine! :)
I wrote this a few weeks ago, and it's kind of just been hanging out in my drafts ever since. But I wanted to share it because of how happy it made me at the time. I was going to post on the day I found out, just so my captivated blog audience could see both my agitatated (With two at's apparently) and excited extremes. But alas, I am awful at blogging. Even worse than I am at keeping a journal. Or writing friends back, which I really need to do. But, that's not the point... So, back to the good news, but first: story time.
I have this friend... We were best friends in high school, but then I moved away and he is sort of really bad at keeping in touch. So one day when I'm back in my old home town, I decide to show up and surprise him. Very very bad idea. Nothing is worse than finding your best friend smoking pot with his hoodlum friends and finding out that since you have left he has become dependent on drugs and alcohol. I was devastated, and I couldn't stick around and talk to him, especially not like that. So I left. He texted for a few days, and I thought we were actually going to stay in touch this time. Especially after he told me how much he missed me and how he was going to change his life so he wouldn't be that person that I had found the night before. But that ended quickly and I didn't hear from him for months afterwards. Occasionally we would have a brief chat on facebook, but those were few and far between.
Sorry for the depressing story after claiming to have good news. Here is the good news. :) So... A month or so ago when I was making the frequent drive between South Jordan and Provo, I decided to call him. I knew this was a long shot, since it had been so long since I'd heard from him (about 2 years!); but he actually picked up! He told me how happy he was to hear from me, because he was right in the middle of some chaotic things, and he was able to confide in me and get things figured out. We had a conversation that lasted about an hour and half, much longer than the drive took. I got to talk to my best friend again. He told me all about how he has quit doing those harmful things, and he has turned his life around. When I left that town he was an Atheist, and sometimes even gave me grief over my religious beliefs. But now? Now he goes to church, too! Not my church, but church nonetheless. He told me all about how he reads the Bible, and how happy that makes him, and how he just wants to share it with everyone. I was so happy to hear that. I knew that my worries and prayers in his behalf had been answered. He had turned his life around. :)
Are you ready for the best part? The best part is: He said it was all because of me. He said that me showing up that night was just what he needed. He needed a wake up call, a metaphorical slap-in-the-face. He made the analogy of the little angel and devil. You know... The ones who sit on your shoulder and whisper in your ears? Yep, those. He told me that I am the little angel on his shoulder. When he wants to fall back into his old ways he thinks of me and what I would do.
The next day I was pretty much floating on air. I just had this big silly grin and wanted to hug everyone I saw. I got some notes from friends after ward prayer that night, one saying I was the sunshine in his life (Cheesy, but aww!) and one saying that when she was around me she was always so much happier. These just added to my good mood, because I always try to stay upbeat and positive in the hopes it will rub off on those around me. I want to be that person that people like being around. And it seemed like when I needed that affirmation the most I got it in multiple doses. Now I know that my efforts have payed off. I do touch other people, and I do influence them, and in a good way!
I guess the moral of this story is that you never know what impression you are making on others. So reach out! Make friends. Be there for people. And let your light shine! :) I love you all so much, thanks for letting me be a part of your life!
❤, Meagan
I have this friend... We were best friends in high school, but then I moved away and he is sort of really bad at keeping in touch. So one day when I'm back in my old home town, I decide to show up and surprise him. Very very bad idea. Nothing is worse than finding your best friend smoking pot with his hoodlum friends and finding out that since you have left he has become dependent on drugs and alcohol. I was devastated, and I couldn't stick around and talk to him, especially not like that. So I left. He texted for a few days, and I thought we were actually going to stay in touch this time. Especially after he told me how much he missed me and how he was going to change his life so he wouldn't be that person that I had found the night before. But that ended quickly and I didn't hear from him for months afterwards. Occasionally we would have a brief chat on facebook, but those were few and far between.
Sorry for the depressing story after claiming to have good news. Here is the good news. :) So... A month or so ago when I was making the frequent drive between South Jordan and Provo, I decided to call him. I knew this was a long shot, since it had been so long since I'd heard from him (about 2 years!); but he actually picked up! He told me how happy he was to hear from me, because he was right in the middle of some chaotic things, and he was able to confide in me and get things figured out. We had a conversation that lasted about an hour and half, much longer than the drive took. I got to talk to my best friend again. He told me all about how he has quit doing those harmful things, and he has turned his life around. When I left that town he was an Atheist, and sometimes even gave me grief over my religious beliefs. But now? Now he goes to church, too! Not my church, but church nonetheless. He told me all about how he reads the Bible, and how happy that makes him, and how he just wants to share it with everyone. I was so happy to hear that. I knew that my worries and prayers in his behalf had been answered. He had turned his life around. :)
Are you ready for the best part? The best part is: He said it was all because of me. He said that me showing up that night was just what he needed. He needed a wake up call, a metaphorical slap-in-the-face. He made the analogy of the little angel and devil. You know... The ones who sit on your shoulder and whisper in your ears? Yep, those. He told me that I am the little angel on his shoulder. When he wants to fall back into his old ways he thinks of me and what I would do.
The next day I was pretty much floating on air. I just had this big silly grin and wanted to hug everyone I saw. I got some notes from friends after ward prayer that night, one saying I was the sunshine in his life (Cheesy, but aww!) and one saying that when she was around me she was always so much happier. These just added to my good mood, because I always try to stay upbeat and positive in the hopes it will rub off on those around me. I want to be that person that people like being around. And it seemed like when I needed that affirmation the most I got it in multiple doses. Now I know that my efforts have payed off. I do touch other people, and I do influence them, and in a good way!
I guess the moral of this story is that you never know what impression you are making on others. So reach out! Make friends. Be there for people. And let your light shine! :) I love you all so much, thanks for letting me be a part of your life!
❤, Meagan
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Everything Will Be Wonderful Someday :)
So... I realized that I have not updated my blog since my last woe-is-me post. This is just to say that life doesn't always suck. Actually, it's rather fantastic right now. In a week and a half I will be finished with finals, and a few days later I'll be all moved home with the family. I can't believe this school year is almost over. When did I get grown up enough to be halfway done with college? Haha. :)
A few people, upon hearing of my great distress which resulted in my last blog post, jumped right in to make my life a little better. My mom sent me a care package. Or a happy package? Haha. I like that. It had a sweet little card in it, and some chocolate and a bright blue t-shirt with this huge smiley face on it. It was super cute and it brightened my spirits a lot. My friend Ash sent me a card too. It was fun to get unexpected mail twice in one week. I'm so glad to know that I have special people in my life that I can count on when things get tough. :) I certainly do have some amazing people in my life.
And now for a short recap: Lots of things, mostly good, have happened in my life since my last blog post. I have come to terms with all the changes that made me so unhappy previously. While they are not ideal, I will make the best of them, because that's what I do. I'm that notorious "glass half full" person. In the last month or so I have aced a few tests, done badly on a few others, gotten an A on that paper that stressed me out so much, made new friends, had some grand adventures, and spent lots of time with family. All in all... I can say that life is wonderful! :) Which reminds me of a song... I love this song. Listen to it when you're unhappy. And remember: "You've got to look yourself in the eye and say 'I am wonderful!'"
❤, Meagan
A few people, upon hearing of my great distress which resulted in my last blog post, jumped right in to make my life a little better. My mom sent me a care package. Or a happy package? Haha. I like that. It had a sweet little card in it, and some chocolate and a bright blue t-shirt with this huge smiley face on it. It was super cute and it brightened my spirits a lot. My friend Ash sent me a card too. It was fun to get unexpected mail twice in one week. I'm so glad to know that I have special people in my life that I can count on when things get tough. :) I certainly do have some amazing people in my life.
And now for a short recap: Lots of things, mostly good, have happened in my life since my last blog post. I have come to terms with all the changes that made me so unhappy previously. While they are not ideal, I will make the best of them, because that's what I do. I'm that notorious "glass half full" person. In the last month or so I have aced a few tests, done badly on a few others, gotten an A on that paper that stressed me out so much, made new friends, had some grand adventures, and spent lots of time with family. All in all... I can say that life is wonderful! :) Which reminds me of a song... I love this song. Listen to it when you're unhappy. And remember: "You've got to look yourself in the eye and say 'I am wonderful!'"
❤, Meagan
Monday, February 28, 2011
From Bad to Ice Cream
So far my week has been full of frustration. And it's only Monday. What, you may ask, has me stressed this early in the week? Well, I am going to answer you!
- Firstly, assignments that you totally gave precedence over others and took you forever to do (as in a whole Saturday) being postponed a month. Then having to complete the others with not much time to do it in.
- Finally learning you got accepted into your major, and being happy for an hour or so until you go talk to an advisor, where you are told that the class that has been the bane of your existence all semester is now no longer required. As well as half of the classes you took last semester, and the feeling that this whole school year has been a waste of time.
- Realizing that next semester your major wants you in 18 credits, and the 15 you have now is already almost too much to handle.
- Upon realizing how burned out you currently are, you then realize that you are going to be in college for a whole year longer than planned.... Also add to this a huge homework load and visiting teaching on the last night of the month.
- Calling your older sister and crying for 45 minutes can help a little though. Except for then being completely exhausted since crying is such an energy sapper.
But, after all this... You know what helps ease some of the frustration? And maybe even makes you forget about the bad things for a little bit? A caring roommate who sees you're upset and takes you out for your favorite kind of ice cream. (Actually I took her, as I am the one with the car) But she bought mine, and I was happy. Chocolate brownie ice cream has a way of making life better, if only for a little while.
❤, Meagan
- Firstly, assignments that you totally gave precedence over others and took you forever to do (as in a whole Saturday) being postponed a month. Then having to complete the others with not much time to do it in.
- Finally learning you got accepted into your major, and being happy for an hour or so until you go talk to an advisor, where you are told that the class that has been the bane of your existence all semester is now no longer required. As well as half of the classes you took last semester, and the feeling that this whole school year has been a waste of time.
- Realizing that next semester your major wants you in 18 credits, and the 15 you have now is already almost too much to handle.
- Upon realizing how burned out you currently are, you then realize that you are going to be in college for a whole year longer than planned.... Also add to this a huge homework load and visiting teaching on the last night of the month.
- Calling your older sister and crying for 45 minutes can help a little though. Except for then being completely exhausted since crying is such an energy sapper.
But, after all this... You know what helps ease some of the frustration? And maybe even makes you forget about the bad things for a little bit? A caring roommate who sees you're upset and takes you out for your favorite kind of ice cream. (Actually I took her, as I am the one with the car) But she bought mine, and I was happy. Chocolate brownie ice cream has a way of making life better, if only for a little while.
❤, Meagan
Monday, January 24, 2011
Darling
So... I am generally incredibly opposed to pet names. Not that I myself have had many relationships to base this off of, but hearing other people call their significant others silly things like sweetie, baby, pooky, or what have you is just like... Really guys? Barf.
But, recently I have decided that if/when I ever have a significant other, then Darling would be an acceptable pet name. Now before you roll your eyes at me and call me old-fashioned I will explain why.
Psalm 35:17 states:
Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling* from the lions.
* Foot note: Darling is translated to only life.
So, if you call someone your darling, you are calling them your only life!
Call me a romantic (and it would be true), but the first time I read this and saw the translation I had to go "Awwww!" and then tell all the roomies. So there you have it: cute and scriptural. I'd say it's a good one. :)
❤, Meagan
But, recently I have decided that if/when I ever have a significant other, then Darling would be an acceptable pet name. Now before you roll your eyes at me and call me old-fashioned I will explain why.
Psalm 35:17 states:
Lord, how long wilt thou look on? rescue my soul from their destructions, my darling* from the lions.
* Foot note: Darling is translated to only life.
So, if you call someone your darling, you are calling them your only life!
Call me a romantic (and it would be true), but the first time I read this and saw the translation I had to go "Awwww!" and then tell all the roomies. So there you have it: cute and scriptural. I'd say it's a good one. :)
❤, Meagan
Thursday, January 6, 2011
School
Christmas break is over, sadly. It was wonderful being home with family, but now it is back to reality or, as I like to call it... School. And school is back in full force right from day one. I'm taking 15 credits this semester, which is 6 classes. This is 2 more credits than last semester, but one less class. I figured it would average out to about the same difficulty, but if the first 3 days of classes are any indicator then this semester is going to be pret-ty intense.
Homework on the first day of classes, and 2 days of night classes? Not my favorite thing ever. Especially when those 2 night classes are almost 3 hours long each with no break in the middle. And I am barely getting home from campus at 10 o' clock at night. Yeah... Awesome.
But... Despite how much I hate it in the moment, in the end I will accomplish my dream and become an elementary school teacher just like I've always wanted to. So why complain, right? I just might survive this…
❤, Meagan
Homework on the first day of classes, and 2 days of night classes? Not my favorite thing ever. Especially when those 2 night classes are almost 3 hours long each with no break in the middle. And I am barely getting home from campus at 10 o' clock at night. Yeah... Awesome.
But... Despite how much I hate it in the moment, in the end I will accomplish my dream and become an elementary school teacher just like I've always wanted to. So why complain, right? I just might survive this…
❤, Meagan
Saturday, January 1, 2011
"A Goal Not Written Down is Only a Wish" (2011)
I like coming up with goals for the new year in the hopes of maybe fixing some of my short comings. So... This year I resolve to:
"I wanna make a memory filled with love... The kind you don't forget!" ♥
I think that this one line from a song I was listening to last night would be a great theme for this coming year. I hope that by remembering and putting into action the things I've listed above that I will be happier, and there will be less stress and more fun times with new friends. So... Let's get out there and make some memories!
❤, Meagan
- Make more of an effort for in-depth scripture study. I need to set a certain time to do it, and not just do it to say that I did... but to learn from it.
- Gain a stronger testimony.
- Pray both morning and night. A day started with a prayer will undoubtedly go better.
- Go the temple more often instead of other time wasting activities.
- Be less lazy. Excercise some so I can feel good about the physical shape I am in.
- Procrastinate less, schoolwork in particular. I need to do the reading and give all work my best effort. No more slacking!
- Get more sleep... At more normal times.
- Keep a regular written journal. This has been on my list for years. It's never happened... We'll see.
- Be more service oriented. Laugh a little more. Brighten someone's day.
- Eat healthier. No more college student diet! And yes, this means cooking...
- Spend less time on facebook. It's too distracting. Facebook should be for when homework for the next day is finished. There are lots more productive things I could be doing with my time.
- Make an effort to get to know more of the people around me. I want to branch out. "Do one thing every day that scares you." I saw that quote once on a magnet. Isn't that great? Getting to know new people is scary, no matter how much practice you've had with moving around and starting over (and believe me, I've had lots). I want to step out of my comfort zone, because that's where life begins! And who knows? Maybe I will touch them in a way that I don't even realize.
"I wanna make a memory filled with love... The kind you don't forget!" ♥
I think that this one line from a song I was listening to last night would be a great theme for this coming year. I hope that by remembering and putting into action the things I've listed above that I will be happier, and there will be less stress and more fun times with new friends. So... Let's get out there and make some memories!
❤, Meagan
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