This Is Robyn:

Robyn was one of my roommates during my second year at Snow. She has been on a mission on the east coast and is FINALLY coming home. In 4 days, I'll get to see this beauty for the first time in what seems like forever.
Robyn is the glue of every relationship she's in. When I met her, I thought she was going to be super high maintenance, but she's pretty much the opposite. She's that person who changes into sweats the second she gets home. She eats large amounts of food and candy. She is gracious. She loves Tina Fey and 30 Rock.  She is hardworking and dedicated to whatever she is doing at the time. She is supportive. She's driven. She is one of the friendliest, most outgoing people I've ever met.
I am so stoked to see her again.

She came with us to get our tattoos

She likes to act like a G.

She makes uncomfortable social situations okay.

She's not afraid to look like an idiot if it means she's having a good time.

She loves wildlife.

She makes great airport welcome home signs.

Clarity

I am a worrier. I don't mean that I worry in the sense that I concern myself with little things. I mean worry in the sense that if I don't do everything in exactly the right order and exactly the right time period with the exact desired results, I will end up homeless living under a freeway overpass and begging truckers for the remains of their bags of Fritos in order to survive.

I'm just about to enter my teaching program, and as I've started the preparation I've become so preoccupied with all of the things that are coming up: The Praxis, practicums, student teaching, paperwork, choosing a school district to teach in, preparing lesson plans, building a professional wardrobe, and other anxieties about my chosen profession. This type of thinking has been my modus operandi for as long as I can remember.

However, there comes a time and place when you must push everything aside, take a deep breath, and realize that everything will work out. For me, it was when I had a beer with my 7th grade science teacher at The Owl tonight. We began talking about teaching (much to the chagrin of our companions, I'm sure) and  I felt very calm about the whole thing. Something came over me that just brought me to the realization that things will work out. They may not work out on the exact timeline that I had planned or in the order that is typically expected, but something will work out. I have no idea what particular details of the night made my brain rearrange its thought process, but I am so glad it happened.

This brief moment of intense clarity was exactly what I needed. I don't feel as dumb about not graduating on time as I did this morning. I don't care that my chosen future career is sometimes looked down upon. I'm trying really hard not to care that I may not be the best at everything I do--these things take time--but it's coming.

I'm content and confident.

:)