The “Not Shit” list for this semester

  • Learning the personal value and meaning of teaching.
  • Sleeping.
  • Enjoying alone time (THANK GOD.)
  • Dancing all the time, everywhere.
  • Deciding to give up some habits I didn’t legitimately enjoy:
    • Apologizing when I don’t mean it.
    • Contributing to much to people who don’t contribute anything (these are the friends I left).
    • Caffeine
    • Alcohol (for the most part)
    • Self-blame
    • Prefacing.
    • Doubt (bits and pieces)
    • Asking before I listen.
    • Asking for the wrong things because I’m not listening.
    • Not sitting still.
    • Being angry and letting it stay. Screw that. I’m moving on.
    • Painting my nails. I have no time or patience, and I love to bite my nails against the obvious health risks, so yeah, no thanks.
    • Dressing up or down when I don’t feel like it. Dressing how I don’t feel in general.
    • Meaning things I don’t say and saying things I don’t mean (in progress, lol).
    • Ingratitude.
    • Panic.
    • Tea/Coffee/Hot beverages I don’t really enjoy
  • Encouraging my lovely friends to be bold, and seeing them happy and happier.
  • The look on the face of someone who enjoys dancing with you.
  • Really good food, even fast.
  • Keeping commitments and gaining endurance by whittling out the crap.
  • Allowing myself to dream.
  • Forgetting “common sense”; living my freaking life and letting it unravel as it should.
  • Dancing when you get out of the shower out of habit.
  • Having an old boombox in my room.
  • My own room. My own kitchen. My dogs. All the time.
  • Leaving my things everywhere and progressively becoming more responsible and also giving less shits for when I’m a slob, because I know I will when I can and I have systems that work that are easy to follow for as soon as that does happen.
  • Seeing my family happier.
  • Taking care of my dogs.
  • Running.
  • Singing whenever I want (rarely in public, but who knows later).
  • Crippling honesty.
  • Forgiveness.

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I am a second-grade teacher and pastor-to-be who loves people. I spend my weekends with friends or wandering the museums of DC alone and with a journal, trying to put words on the places of the soul that still feel wordless. I spent most of my days at school trying to learn patience through my students and running on sheer nerdy passion. I follow Jesus Christ, and savor that as my most important identity--that I am a child of God, as are infinite others, regardless of their other identities. Christ is my one thing.

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