Dolls

For those who don't know me all that well, let me tell you something about myself: I hate to have unfinished stories.  This causes me problems sometimes.  Problems like the first time I read the Harry Potter books.

I think I better read all of those in a week to be sure...

This is one of the main reasons why I try to avoid TV shows like the plague.  Especially the ones on Amazon Prime or Netflix.  I simply cannot stay awake long enough for all seven seasons of whatever television show with which you have completely fallen in love.

And that's when I washed my life away...

But I decided to indulge myself.  It is now 6:30 AM and I have finished the second and (thankfully) the last season of the television show I decided to watch.  What, pray tell, was the show?  I don't recommend it much, but the premise was interesting.  It is a TV show produced by Joss Whedon called Dollhouse.

And this is the logo

The premise is a technology that can erase you and record someone else over your brain.  This has lead to the creation of dollhouses: secret, very expensive, for-hire programmable people.  This of course is abused, weaponized, and leads to the end of civilization as we know it (all technology does this.  I know, it's in all the movies).  The plot was decent.  There was way too much sex in my opinion (if you want my views on this, feel free to ask, but here is not the time and place).  But overall, I'm not sure it was worth my time...except for maybe one or three lessons...

The irony of using this image is not lost on me.

People volunteered to be "dolls" when they felt they couldn't face life.  They ran away from it.  Then they lost years of their lives.  They gave those years away.  They let themselves become someone else.  Lesson 1: running away from your problems will never solve them; they must be faced.  Lesson 2: Everyone and everything is trying to tell you who to be, and you decide how much they program you; being an individual in a programmed world is perhaps the most powerful thing you can do.  Lesson 3: Above everything else, doing what's right makes you more of an individual than anything else; doing what's wrong brings very boring sameness.  Lesson 4: Live your life, every minute of it; don't give your life away to work or games or movies or TV shows ( I know, I'm working on it); your time here is precious and may never come back; do those things, but do them to enhance your life, not to be defined by them.

There, now you don't have to watch it ;).  Live life!  Give love, receive love.  Do what is right, let the consequence follow :). 

Now if you'll excuse me, there's a night's sleep I need to catch up on...

So you didn't waste your time, puppy.

While You Were Sleeping

So...many, many things have happened since I last wrote, and I'm afraid I would burn myself out if I wrote about all of them, but a brief overview is needed before I write another post entirely.  After all, I know this has been all of you during my hiatus:

Why isn't he writing anything?!?

 I have been plenty busy.  I managed to graduate.  Yay!  I am officially a Chemistry B.A.  Hehehe.  I can now, with the authority of a degree, do science stuffs!

Me at work.

I also moved to a whole new, super-secret lair.  I am, in fact writing this post from that very lair.  Nobody will ever know where it is...unless...is that a sign outside?!?

Okay, this isn't actually outside where I live, but wouldn't it be cool if it was? :)

My life largely consists of going to work, running, and reading.  I am going to start book 11 of 13 of A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket.  I never read them when I was a child, and am excited to read them now that I have more time!  The first book is called The Bad Beginning and the books get progressively more unfortunate.  I love them.  It's hard to describe them...just read them.  Really, they are quite good.

Doesn't this just look like a great book? :)

I have not, as of yet, been accepted into any medical schools for this upcoming fall, so I am choosing to live my life as if I were not going for another year.  In keeping with that spirit, I have made a somewhat rash decision:  I am going to run an obstacle course.  It's considered a rather difficult one.  It's called the Tough Mudder.  It's not until September, but I've started training for it to be ready...this one will push me a lot.  Obstacles include electric wires, dark tunnels, and walls of flame.  It should be a good time :).

See?  Doesn't that just look like fun?  The guy on the right looks like he's smiling!  Kinda...

I am not where I thought I would be at this point in my life.  I expected to be married, maybe even have a kid on the way, be moving to somewhere for medical school, and doing a lot less running.  I believe there is a reason why things happen that will work for your good if you trust in a loving God.  I still trust that things will work out for the best, even if I can't understand it right now.  I have had some of the most amazing experiences I could ever hope to have as a result of the path I've walked.  I don't know where I'll end up or when, but it will be worth it.

I'll write more later! :)

My Kids

For those of you wondering...I don't have biological kids. :)  This is a post about the eleven people that I took care of and were really like my kids.

I just finished my contract as a Resident Advisor at Housing and Residential Education at the University of Utah.  These eleven people were the residents in my house.  They were my family.

These are my kids, a friend, and Neil DeGrasse Tyson

I won't embarrass them by listing what I love about each one of them, but let me just say how absolutely amazing they all are!  Each and every one of them is dear to my heart in different ways.  Some of them are little kids, some of them are like teenagers, and some of them are like uncles to the kids.  They mean the absolute world to me.  They have made my world this last year.  They have helped me to heal and have let me love in ways that I can't even begin to say.

They made a family tree, and put me as the mom.  Gender roles led them to this...but it's kinda true.  I tried to get to know each of them individually.  I listened to them for hours on end.  I counseled them about life and love.  I learned to love each of their stories, each of their individual souls.  I cared for their emotional well being.  Some of them have passed through very hard things, and I had the wonderful opportunity to help them heal.

Sometimes you get people like these 11 in your life.  Cherish those moments.  Love them with your whole heart, and they will show you greater happiness than you may know existed before.  They will change your life.  These twelve changed mine.  I don't have kids, so I don't actually know what that's like, but I love them as much as I can imagine loving my own kids.  They are unique and wonderful and amazing and have incredible things ahead of them.

Dear reader, these are my kids.  Take care of them if you know them. :)  I love them.