This is the first day of my life

So.

I decided it was high time that I started a blog. I've been flirting with the idea for quite some time and I just kept not doing it because I assumed that it would be an arduous process and sometimes I am a lazy girl. Turns out, it was just about the easiest thing ever. Well, I guess you know what they say about assuming.

I don't really know where to start. A lot of people I know that have blogs have some sort of theme or purpose. I really don't except for the fact that I enjoy writing about my life and reading about other peoples lives.

I guess since it's that time of year I'll start with a really meaningful experience I had this past weekend and some things that I'm happy about/thankful for. But first, a bit of background, this past summer I decided, like many 18 year old girls, that I needed to get healthier because I was not satisfied with myself. So, I started eating a lot healthier and riding my bike around lake harriet everyday. Long story short, I tried really hard to eat well and ride my bike just about everday, it's been about 5 months and I've lost my goal amount of weight and I feel so much better. And now I can't imagine not eating healthy or not exercising, which I love. This is not to say that I am wonderful or amazing in any way, just that I am happy and feel really good in my own skin.

Now, to the story from last weekend. This past Saturday I went to a free yoga class (this was my second yoga class ever). The difficulty level may have been beginner, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't second class ever beginner. I'm still a little sore and it's Tuesday. Anyway, toward the end of the class we were lying on backs and the instructor told us to be thankful for this class and the opportunity to make spirtual connections with other people, etc. I know this might sound a little... "that would happen at a yoga class", I guess cliché is the word I'm looking for. But, it didn't feel cliché and it gave me the opportunity to realize that for the first time in my life, I truly love my body. I know that I'm not perfect and that's okay with me. But, I also know that I'm doing a really good job keeping my body healthy. It was quite a revelation.

I know that might not seem too heavy to some, but it meant really a lot to me.

Since Saturday I have been in a pretty great mood. This week has gone very nicely. Saturday I went to yoga and had major revelation moment. Sunday I spent most of the day watching the fifth season of lost with one of the awesomest people I have ever known. Yesterday, I presented my final project for my theater class, which was a performance of a scene from Lysistrata that my group wrote (updated the setting and characters from Ancient Greece & soldiers wives to modern America "sex and the cityesque" politician's wives), staged, directed, and performed. Our final assignment in that class is to watch and make comments about another groups performance, each section selects one performance, and my group's performance got voted by my section to go online to be commented on. And then finally today, I had my last French oral of the semester which I was kind of freaking out about. But, my professor said that my pronounciation & grammar was great and that I obviously put a lot of thought into what I was going to say. I was so relieved. It's just nice &...unexpected when things that you're a bit apprehensive about end up going really well.

That's pretty much my life, at least my life as of the past Saturday.

So I have one class tomorrow and then nothing (meaning ridiculous amounts of studying) on Thursday or most of Friday until 6:30 when I have my French final and then nothing (probably even more ridiculous amounts of studying because I'm much more apprehensive about this final) on Saturday until 4:00 when I have my Anthrolopology final. I would sincerely appreciate good wishes being sent my way from 6:30 to 8:30 on Friday and 4:00 to 6:00 on Saturday, especially Saturday. And then after that I'm on break until the 19th of January, which is just about the most glorious thought of my life.