Two of the things I love most about Jon (don't tell him or he'll get a big head) is that he loves food and is a great cook. I always have fun whenever we cook together and I think it's awesome that we can both learn something from each other. It sometimes gets a little crowded in the kitchen (it's tiny!) with the two of us in there, but really it's quite fun cooking together.
I feel like we haven't gotten to spend much quality time together lately mostly because I'm always busy with my seemingly endless responsibilities not to mention Jon's health is always a problem. Then this week I became so sick I slept for nearly 24 hours before finally getting up and getting some medicine in my system to help my fever. I even slept through work. Ugh I hope no one's mad at me. Finally, I woke up this Saturday feeling much much better, so Jon and I went grocery shopping and decided to cook dinner together.
I feel like we haven't gotten to spend much quality time together lately mostly because I'm always busy with my seemingly endless responsibilities not to mention Jon's health is always a problem. Then this week I became so sick I slept for nearly 24 hours before finally getting up and getting some medicine in my system to help my fever. I even slept through work. Ugh I hope no one's mad at me. Finally, I woke up this Saturday feeling much much better, so Jon and I went grocery shopping and decided to cook dinner together.
I chopped up some fresh garlic (because seriously. I LOVE garlic), cooked up some rice and away we went. I was responsible for the garlic asparagus mostly because Jon prefers the way I make it. Or at least that's what he says. I don't notice much difference in the way he makes it, really. Jon made some Mushroom Steak, but I couldn't tell you what was in it and neither could Jon because he was just winging it. It came out quite delicious though and I wish I had taken a picture of it plated! In reality though I was starving so as soon as the food was done I set the table and we dug in. Jon thinks I'm lying about how much I liked it.
IN OTHER NEWS
The semester is winding down and I just feel like everything has been so rough lately. It feels more like a quick downward spiral if you ask me. I feel a huge surge of panic in my chest every time I think about all of the things I have to take care of in the next few weeks. Despite the fact that my weekends are cut short by my Sunday internship shift, weekends are my savior these days. I take the opportunity to sit around and do nothing, to collect my thoughts and piece myself back together before the week starts up again.
I always have a lot of trouble sleeping lately (as I write this, it's past 3 a.m). I do a fair job at keeping it under control during the week when I need to be somewhere at 8 a.m., but during the weekends I find myself lying awake at 5 a.m. my thoughts racing. I'm so glad summer is coming soon and I'll have so much less to worry about. I always think about my dad and how he tells me to be careful not to burn myself out. I always thought it was funny because my mom was the one telling me to work hard, to power through while my dad told me not to stress too much or I'll crack like an egg and my mind will just become sick. I think this summer I definitely need a breather.
I can't wait to get back to Hawaii and have some great food and great adventures. To see some of my closest friends graduate and spend some quality time with my best friend Aj. I know this sounds crazy but I don't usually look forward to spending lots of time at home. Mostly because in the past I've always felt there was something better going on back on the mainland. But I miss my parents, I miss my best friend, I miss the weather and the food. And I know I'll only be there for a few weeks before I spend the rest of my summer back in Arizona where I am free to have many other adventures. I need to get away from this town for a while and forget all of the things that are stressing me out right now. Then I can come back with a refreshed mind and start new.
Jon's in bed, asleep. I should probably be too considering I need to be up early tomorrow to shoot a package about an event called Cyclovia going on downtown before my internship. Jon promised he'd go with me, but we'll see if he's feeling well tomorrow.
Whenever Jon sees me working on my websites, blogs or vlogs he always asks me if I've mentioned him. He wants to know if I'm making it well-known that I have a boyfriend. That HE is my boyfriend. He wants me to share certain things about us, make him a part of everything I do. But I don't think he understands that I'm trying hard to be really careful about the things that I share on the internet. I don't want to regret anything I share or fall victim to over-sharing on the internet. It's hard to find a balance between including him in what I think is important and keeping certain aspects of my life private. I also have a lot of difficulty in figuring out how to include him as a part of the things that are important to me (if you know me well, you know the internet--my vlogs and blogs--are a huge part of me and who I am) and not letting a boyfriend define who I am. At times, it's hard to really get to know a person on the internet unless you begin interacting with each other one on one. If you don't then all you get to see about them is all they share with the entire world wide web. And this is where the whole "define who I am" thing comes into play. If all I share is stuff I'm doing with my boyfriend or stuff about us or include him in every single thing I do, then all I am to those who read is part of a couple. Regardless of how huge of an impact a significant other is on my life, that does not define me as a whole.
I am an individual and I want to be known as an individual. I want to be known for the greatness I'VE done, not as the girl who constantly talks about her boyfriend. As of right now, Jon is a huge part of my life, but he does not define who I am. I am Mo. I am the girl who loves Harry Potter and Disney and Doctor Who. Who wants some day to incorporate all three things into her wedding reception yet still can't fathom the idea of getting married and having kids and settling down (Who wants to settle down!?) I am the girl who has a never ending case of wanderlust. Who wants to travel near and far yet is sometimes afraid of where the wind will take her. I am Mo. I am the girl whose name was created by her own career path choice; journalism. I am a visual journalist. I tell stories with words and pictures and moving images. And my most favorite of all....I am Mo: Willy Wonka Girl of Pure Imagination.
<3 DFTBA
The semester is winding down and I just feel like everything has been so rough lately. It feels more like a quick downward spiral if you ask me. I feel a huge surge of panic in my chest every time I think about all of the things I have to take care of in the next few weeks. Despite the fact that my weekends are cut short by my Sunday internship shift, weekends are my savior these days. I take the opportunity to sit around and do nothing, to collect my thoughts and piece myself back together before the week starts up again.
I always have a lot of trouble sleeping lately (as I write this, it's past 3 a.m). I do a fair job at keeping it under control during the week when I need to be somewhere at 8 a.m., but during the weekends I find myself lying awake at 5 a.m. my thoughts racing. I'm so glad summer is coming soon and I'll have so much less to worry about. I always think about my dad and how he tells me to be careful not to burn myself out. I always thought it was funny because my mom was the one telling me to work hard, to power through while my dad told me not to stress too much or I'll crack like an egg and my mind will just become sick. I think this summer I definitely need a breather.
I can't wait to get back to Hawaii and have some great food and great adventures. To see some of my closest friends graduate and spend some quality time with my best friend Aj. I know this sounds crazy but I don't usually look forward to spending lots of time at home. Mostly because in the past I've always felt there was something better going on back on the mainland. But I miss my parents, I miss my best friend, I miss the weather and the food. And I know I'll only be there for a few weeks before I spend the rest of my summer back in Arizona where I am free to have many other adventures. I need to get away from this town for a while and forget all of the things that are stressing me out right now. Then I can come back with a refreshed mind and start new.
Jon's in bed, asleep. I should probably be too considering I need to be up early tomorrow to shoot a package about an event called Cyclovia going on downtown before my internship. Jon promised he'd go with me, but we'll see if he's feeling well tomorrow.
Whenever Jon sees me working on my websites, blogs or vlogs he always asks me if I've mentioned him. He wants to know if I'm making it well-known that I have a boyfriend. That HE is my boyfriend. He wants me to share certain things about us, make him a part of everything I do. But I don't think he understands that I'm trying hard to be really careful about the things that I share on the internet. I don't want to regret anything I share or fall victim to over-sharing on the internet. It's hard to find a balance between including him in what I think is important and keeping certain aspects of my life private. I also have a lot of difficulty in figuring out how to include him as a part of the things that are important to me (if you know me well, you know the internet--my vlogs and blogs--are a huge part of me and who I am) and not letting a boyfriend define who I am. At times, it's hard to really get to know a person on the internet unless you begin interacting with each other one on one. If you don't then all you get to see about them is all they share with the entire world wide web. And this is where the whole "define who I am" thing comes into play. If all I share is stuff I'm doing with my boyfriend or stuff about us or include him in every single thing I do, then all I am to those who read is part of a couple. Regardless of how huge of an impact a significant other is on my life, that does not define me as a whole.
I am an individual and I want to be known as an individual. I want to be known for the greatness I'VE done, not as the girl who constantly talks about her boyfriend. As of right now, Jon is a huge part of my life, but he does not define who I am. I am Mo. I am the girl who loves Harry Potter and Disney and Doctor Who. Who wants some day to incorporate all three things into her wedding reception yet still can't fathom the idea of getting married and having kids and settling down (Who wants to settle down!?) I am the girl who has a never ending case of wanderlust. Who wants to travel near and far yet is sometimes afraid of where the wind will take her. I am Mo. I am the girl whose name was created by her own career path choice; journalism. I am a visual journalist. I tell stories with words and pictures and moving images. And my most favorite of all....I am Mo: Willy Wonka Girl of Pure Imagination.
<3 DFTBA