breathe.

the first 6 dietetic internship spots were filled at WCU last week. [whoop whoop. go megan kelley lester!] thus, all of my free seconds the past few days have been full of worry about-- the thesis research that i'm starting, the daunting process of the internship preparation/application over the next year, the fact that i only get 5 chances to apply for the internship, the fact that only 50% of dietetic students in the us even GET the internship. do you see a theme developing here?
luckily, i have awesome people rooting for me and meg telling me on a daily basis: "everything happens for a reason. you're presbyterian. you know this!" ecclesiastes 3:1 has always been a popular verse in the holland household. [sorry the b-day celebration was so late, mom. hope you enjoyed your "birthday month".] i think about it whenever i'm getting overwhelmed with the life of a dietetic grad student [generally a minimum of three times a day].
i have a note card taped to my bathroom mirror that i have packed and moved everywhere with me since the days in 3202-308 [the good 'ol days] that says: 'may there be peace within you today. may you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. may you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. may you use the gifts you have received and pass on the love that have been given to you. may you be content with yourself just the way you are. let this knowledge settle in your bones and allow your soul the freedom to praise and love.' i read it every morning while i'm brushing my teeth-- just to remind myself to go out there, enjoy every hike to class & every wipe out on ice, embrace the opportunities i have, and take it one day at a time.
thanks to all of you who remind me how lucky i am every day. [and faith-- hey girl heyyy. thanks for appreciating my senseless rambling!] xoxo c

dri-star means you don't have to wash them, right?

a very wise man once said "there are few purchases in life that are as rewarding as nice socks." i borrowed a pair of the said man's nice socks over christmas. he was right. the socks were incredible. so much so that i risked my life to drive to this cute little boutique in sylva and purchased my own. they're the perfect compliment to my new boots. i don't think i'll ever wear regular shoes again.
for all of you who are on my case about not keeping up with my blog-- does the lack of postings make sense now? not much happens up here. it's cold. it's windy. and i busted it twice going to class yesterday. stay tuned for more awe inspiring proclamations. xoxo

a new decade.

is it really 2011? i distinctly remember the moment we welcomed the last decade. where was i, you ask? oh ya know-- driving down 701 somewhere between clinton and white lake. what a nye that was. santa prepared me for the new decade/winter/spring semester in wnc after hearing of my spill on campus during our last storm. i came back to the whee with brand new duck boots, new mittens, a warm 'boggan, and thermal underwear-- heyyy. sadly, i haven't have the chance to sport my new duds yet. i'm going on 26 hours stuck in my apartment, hiding from the stuff that's piling up outside. the nerd in me decided to buy my books yesterday and i've already added quite a bit of color to them all. if you're lucky [and actually reading this], i might just update you on my mundane life again tomorrow since class is canceled again.