Life.

Life is funny isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about something, and feel like you know what direction you’re heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west, and you’re lost. It is so easy to lose your way, to lose direction.

And that’s with following all the signposts.

~Love, Rosie by: Cecelia Ahern

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What Matters.

“Do ye not understand?” he said, in near desperation. “I would lay the world at your feet, Claire-and I have nothing to give ye!”

He honestly thought it mattered.

~Voyager by: Diana Gabaldon

Failures.

If someone’s takeaway from this story is “Felicia Day said don’t study!,” I’ll punch you in the face. But I AM saying don’t chase perfection for perfection’s sake, or for anyone else’s sake at all. If you strive for something, make sure it’s for the right reasons. And if you fail, that will be a better lesson for you than any success you’ll ever have. Because you learn a lot from screwing up. Being perfect . . . not so much.

~You’re Never Weird on the Internet by: Felicia Day

Peculiarities.

How is it that I’d nearly been smothered to death, and yet I could sit there and notice things like my stepbrother’s abdominal muscles a few minutes later?

~Shadowland by: Meg Cabot

No Regrets.

I will never, ever regret the things I’ve done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.

~Me Before You by: Jojo Moyes

Brothers.

I turned to leave and was exiting the gates when I heard the sound of feet running quickly along the gravel behind me. I turned and saw Alexei, who showed no sign of slowing down, so I opened my arms and he ran into them, embracing me tightly, his arms wrapped around my neck as I lifted him off the ground.

“I wanted you to know,” he said, his voice choked up as if he was trying to stop himself from crying, “I wanted you to know that you can be my brother if you like. As long as you let me be yours.

~The House of Special Purpose by: John Boyne

MUD RUNS AND OTHER FUN:

Somehow I find myself running a Mud Run with a few of my friends this weekend (how they keep talking me into crazy such things, I don’t know). If I survive I’ll live to read another day! I am also finishing up my last final today, so I will have a much needed break before venturing on to my final semester as graduate student (!!). There will be many books ahead, but I’ll settle for the fair few I’m taking with me this weekend. I intend on reading a TON over the next month, so you’ll have to bear with me. (Read what you can, when you can, right?)

Wish me luck this week, I’m going to need it! (Also summer has hit here in Utah, and that means my Country music is back!)

In my bag:
Glass Sword by: Victoria Aveyard
Restore Me by: Tahereh Mafi
The Fellowship of the Ring by: J.R.R. Tolkien

In my headphones:
Unmasked: A Memoir by: Andrew Lloyd Webber
Twelve Sharp by: Janet Evanovich

Listening:
Barefoot Blue Jean Night by: Jake Owen
Love by the Moon by: Tyler Farr
Back Where I Come From by: Kenny Chesney
Yours 
by: Russell Dickerson
I was Jack (You were Diane) by: Jake Owen

Marathoning:
Frasier
Supernatural
Psych