I feel like I should be in a Superman novel like the one where he came back from the dead. Except... well... I haven't been Super-anything to date.
But I will be! Huzzah!
I shall be Superman... er, Superry--maybe not. But I will be better than I have been, and that, my dear friends, is an outright promise, meaning that, if I do not meet or exceed these expectations (which I expect to receive from all of you in writing tomorrow) you may [your act of cruelty here.]
Alas, here I am on a Saturday night, with my bowl of Breyer's Vanilla and Chocolate Fudge Checkered Ice Cream with Jimmies, blogging away like I haven't done in, uh, over a month(?). Anywho, I've been thinking. As usual, no doubt, too much. But I think this too much, may actually be enough! I mean, think about it--wait, you don't even know what I've thought about. Okay, brief explanation then...
I have been growing, as I don't seem to have stopped since my arrival on the steps of St. Fran's, or anywhere else on campus I may have first stepped out of a vehicle. Anyway. I seem to have found something. Maybe it's just that my thyroid and adrenal glands are finally producing again, and that I can think and have energy, but no matter, for I have not been this way since--since ever! I am even beginning to know what I really want! See, all of this time I have been hesitant in being me (so I think) because I have been slightly hesitant with what I perceive to be my vocation. Now, however, I realize that what I want is to be married and have children, and that I need to strive in that direction, and set up my goals in that direction so that I have some progress. If God changes my bearings, so be it, at least I'll have had the experience of being able to determine a regimen and many other great things.
... of course that wasn't all, but I realized that I was getting off track. So! I am starting to have self-motivation. I may be a Jenius, or even a Genius. I may be hard-working and well focused, and all those other great things that might pop into one's head to say about some brilliant millionaire, but I have not had any goals to apply those wonderful attributes the Lord has given me. I have my reason now!
Here's the catch though guys. I need your help. I need motivation and pushing. Just help me keep my blinders on so that I can keep looking straight ahead. Don't feel bad if you have to be a pain and tell me that I ought not be doing something rather than something else, because I'll love you for doing so. And, of course, please expect the same of me, for I know that we are all in this together, and we all need our peer pressure to get us through it all.
Blee! I feel wonderfully well. I am headed for great things, and I want to take you all with me. Only by His love and grace though. Fiat voluntas Tua...