Tiara Joy

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Mukilteo, WA, United States
I'm a mid-late twenties female that's just trying to get my life going in the right direction in all aspects. This blog will follow me thru all my thoughts no matter how silly, serious, funny or sad.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

School

I took my finals this week.

Got a 99.74% all in all in my Concepts class.... LAME!

Stupid .27% was because I missed 2 questions on the final. Oh well! Such is life!

I still passed both classes with A's and that is pretty damn shocking.  I know next quarter will be a shock and I hear it's not quite as laid back as first quarter. I'm sure I will keep you all updated on that progress as it happens.

After finals a few of us went out for some beverages and had some good laughs. I'm so happy that I will still have classes with all these people!

They are like family. Some days you can't stand them and they rub every nerve wrong but normally it's just your own damn fault for not having caffiene or enough sugar that day.  We all learned each others moods and how to work around them.

Looking forward to next quarter when we have 3 hours to produce a 6 course meal every day.

Hopefully we can come out of that class still respecting and liking each other!

Sunday, March 14, 2010

I need to

I know I need to do another "Update" post but until then I want to share with you something I read today. I found it on a blog that I check every month or so. The woman is an amazing writer and this hit me to the core.... I noticed the shiver running up my spine and the chills scrambling down my arms.

http://msjwrites.blogspot.com/2010/02/until.html

In so many ways this hits me.

I am proud to say that my outcome is much different than this writer. I have learned to forgive and move on. To not harden my heart anymore for things that were in the past. It can become toxic.

I have embraced my past and forced myself to stare it in the eye and tell it I won't let it have another second of my time, another chunk of my heart, or another drop of my tears.

I now have a solid relationship with the one who gave me my hands. My hands are a constant reminder of her and I like it that way.