Day 29

Day 29:

My dad is my hero...always has been. Allow me to expand.

1. He is SO Godly and wise.

2. He loves his kids so much.

3. I have never seen someone so quick to serve and love on his friends and family.

4. He takes the best care of me EVER.

5. He played for the Dallas Mavericks.

6. He is the hardest worker I've ever known.

7. I could go on for a long time.

January 29, 2011 (29/365)

Day 28

Day 28:

World Party. How chaotic, yet so awesome. At the elementary school I'm at, they have this thing called World Party because there's so much diversity. At World Party, they all dress up in the clothes from their countries and do a fashion show in front of the whole school.

The school represents 46 different countries, and it's a perfect place for me to be for my ESL minor. I can't get enough of that place.

This is Miriam from Sudan, a gorgeous third grader.

January 28, 2011 (28/365)

Mexico and Somalia. (Montserrat and Fadumo)

Haha, this girl is spunky. Dominican Republic.

China.

Somalia.

Anastasis from Ethiopia.

Liberia.

Two adorable girls from Russia.

Hamin and Hajun from South Korea.

Day 27

Day 27:

What a happy day. A visit from this guy. He's the kind of guy with eyes that you get lost in...eyes that see right to the inside of you. I really love this kid. Seriously though, how handsome can you get?!?!

January 27, 2011 (27/365)

Day 26

Day 26:

sick.as.a.dog.

Today is not a fun day. I got maybe 2 hours of sleep last night because I was up either coughing, struggling for breath, or feeling like I was going to throw up. I decided to tough it out and go to our 6 a.m. vball workouts anyways hoping that a good sweat would make me feel better and help me fall back asleep later. It's nice that my first class of the day starts at 4:45, so I have the whole day to try and make myself feel better. So far, the strategy consists of wildberry zinger tea, airborne, cough syrup, and some Mumford & Sons on Pandora.

Today's picture is clearly my hands on my tea. Anyone who knows me can vouch that I've never had the most attractive looking hands, not to mention they feel like sandpaper. It's genetic, I can't help it. :) So here I am making myself vulnerable again by posting a picture I'm self conscious of.

However, it is nice to know that the only boy that holds them doesn't mind.

January 26, 2011 (26/365)

Day 25

Day 25:

These were from a late night walk in the snow with my roommates. It was FREEZING.

January 25, 2011 (25/365)

Day 24

Day 24:

Socks from my best friend...when she was in Turkey.

January 24, 2011 (24/365)

Day 23

Day 23:

I still love the Bears although they lost. I thought we had hope towards the end, but then we just threw it away. Cutler was a bit of a pansie, but what's done is done. Chicago still has hope in the Bulls.

January 23, 2011 (23/365)