mr. darcy, mr. knightly, gilbert blythe, and the rest...

there's a reason these men are so iconic. there's a reason they're so attractive to girls like me.
what's so attractive about them? why do they make us swoon?
in my opinion, these men are held in such esteem as exemplary males not just because they were handsome or dashing, but because of the way they pursued the women they loved. in their pursuit, each made sacrifices, and made their admiration known through subtle but powerful demonstrations of their devotion- like what darcy did for elizabeth's family...
these men had their charm too, but i'm convinced that the most admirable thing about them was their good character.
well, i'm 22 now but i haven't quite lost my ideals. the men of jane austen and books like them are not too much too hope for. i hope.

dream

I love to dream.
The downside is dreaming and then waking up and finding that what you dreamed (dreamt?) never really happened.
What a letdown!

So it was nice to wake up this morning and to find that what I remembered was NOT a dream, but in fact really happened yesterday.
About 12 of my friends came up from Bryan this weekend! I've been thinking for a couple weeks that Jess was coming home and we'd get to hang out, but upon arriving at her house I was in for the surprise of my life. (to the point of near-cardiac arrest) :)
It really meant the world to me that I got to see you guys. I deinitely could not have made it to January to get back! I don't even know how I've made it so far!
Anyway, I have the best friends in the world.
This has probably been the hardest few months of my life, and seeing my friends (the fam) made me feel more special than I can say.
It was no fun saying goodbye. I'm counting down the days till next semester. Then again, I might just have to get up there before then...

interlude

i'm taking a break from the monotony of my online biology work (blah) to share...
things are wonderful on my end. fall has finally reached its potential- meaning it is finally as cold as it should be at this time of year.
thank goodness for november. it's a month many seem to have a distaste for. in fact, i remember anne (of green gables) remarking how grey and ugly and cold and dark that month was. actually, i rather like it, and not just because it's the month of my birth. :)
i think it's because i enjoy the anticipation of something almost more than the thing itself. in this case, it's christmas. i enjoy looking forward to christmas probably more than christmas day.
funny.
i've been writing some things on the side. and reading some more. i have a lot of things i'd like to be reading too. i wish i could just absorb all of the contents of them by osmosis and be done with it. it'd be much quicker. then again i don't wish that. it's just too fun to read all of that for myself.
besides feeling sleepy all of the time, i've been feeling pretty great. and to boost my mood even more as far as my health is concerned, i was told by a surgeon last week, that though surgery is likely in my future, it is not pressing. nothing for now, and that's completely due to the grace of God. the dr.s continue to be perplexed by the contradictions they see in my tests and my symptoms. things may look bad on the films, but symptomatically i'm feeling good. so the conclusion is to stick with the current plan: humira every other week and a low dose of prednisone (halelujah).
Halelujahs all around.
now off to battle with chemistry-ish things. anyone care to help? not my cup of tea...

watching and waiting

here's hoping america is as intelligent as i believe they are...
hilary can't answer a question sufficiently. oh wait, she can't at all.
i won't make any absurd statement about how i'll move to another country if she wins, but i'm sure as heck going to do all i can to keep her from being my next president.
how does everyone else not recognize this??


it's just too bad there's no front runner for the conservatives right now.
bummer.
at least there's only four more presidential terms until i can run!
i'm kidding...

hey, on a completely different note, no surgery in the near future. and when the surgeon looks at my tests and then looks at me, puzzled, because i don't symptomatically need surgery, i have only one explanation.
"Grace, grace, God's grace, grace that is greater than all our sin"