a list.

I'm going to make a list. This list, for you curious readers, is an unfortunate list. It is a list composed of unadulterated frustrations and never ending confusion. This list is essentially the story of my life.

In short, it is a list of all the problems I've encountered with applications I've submitted. Applications for college, awards, scholarships, and now even medical school.

I'll begin with 12th grade...

• I was applying for colleges. A bunch of them. All of the colleges that I applied to required a Guidance Counselor Evaluation, which is a complete waste of time if you ask me, seeing as I met the lady once in my life (at the meeting when I asked her to fill out some evaluations). A few of the colleges that I applied to (coincidentally, the few that were the most competitive [Harvard, Stanford, etc.]) took part in 'The Common Application,' so my counselor could type up one response and mail it to all the schools at once. How convenient, considering...

what I talk about when I talk about running. (MM#16)

[for you runners/readers out there, this post's title is in reference to 
a pretty decent book by Haruki Murakami. look it up.]

Today, I went for a run.

(that's not me, don't worry.)

Not that exciting coming from a girl who used to call herself an NCAA Div. I athlete, right?

Yeahhhh, well I was never really that good to begin with, and let me tell ya, it is way easier to get out of shape than it is to get into shape.

So here we are, just three months after my last college race, and it's a big deal that I got up off my lazy derrière to go for a run. (It would probably be more appropriate to say "I went for a jog," but I just can't reduce myself to that. Yet.) I went with Z's roommate*, and it wasn't anything special, just a few miles around campus. I guess it was special, though, to a certain extent. Let me explain.

A paradoxical life.

   "When I get honest, I admit I am a bundle of paradoxes. I believe and I doubt, I hope and get discouraged, I love and I hate, I feel bad about feeling good, I feel guilty about not feeling guilty. I am trusting and suspicious. I am honest and I still play games. Aristotle said I am a rational animal; I say I am an angel with an incredible capacity for beer.
     To live by grace means to acknowledge my whole life story, the light side and the dark. In admitting my shadow side, I learn who I am and what God's grace means."

-Brennan Manning in The Ragamuffin Gospel

As I make my way through this list of books, I hope you don't mind if I pick some passages here and there to post. I'll try to limit them to one a day, but I won't make any promises : )
-M

our blog's namesake...

yep, this is the TV show from which this blog's title was born.

and yep, this show is on cartoon network. for, you know, like, small children.

can't believe it.

my reading list

So what's on my agenda, you ask? Reading, mostly. And learning Italian [fingers crossed].
Here's a visual list of books currently awaiting my eager eyes, in no particular order. Some are re-reads, most are first-timers, all are keenly anticipated.