On August 20th, I'm getting a tattoo of a butterfly behind my left ear. People keep throwing their opinions at me, like "don't do behind the ear, get it on your foot!" or "you're going to regret getting a butterfly later, its so cliche. try something more unique." And that's all fine, I don't mind other people input. But I'm getting a butterfly because I love butterflies. And yes, it's cliche. Butterflies symbolize changing from a caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly, and I could say for me it's more than that, but I'm not sure it really is. It feels like it, probably because I hate cliches and the idea of having one tattooed on me is slightly horrifying. But I wanted a tattoo that symbolized a new beginning, a new life. Moving out of my parents house, being on my own, living my own life apart from the family and ideals that have been forced on me since I was a baby. I've spent a lot of time trying to decide if I wanted this to be tattooed on me forever, and I don't think I'm going to regret this.
Next up: Vegetarianism.
For the past few years, I've debated becoming a vegetarian. Mostly debated with myself, and always lost the debate because it was too much trouble to actually give up meat. But I'm seriously considering it now...
1) It's a healthier way of living
2) I always feel ridiculously sad for the animals I eat, mostly after I go to the fair and see how adorable they are. I'm sure emotion isn't a good reason for a lifestyle change, but it adds to my reasons.
3) It's a good way to lose weight. Meats, especially red meats, are high in fats, and replacing them with whole foods, fruits, and vegetables is...good.
I'm sure I have other reasons, but lists of my reasonings for things have always been difficult for me to write out, so I'll stick with the top 3.
Last, and not really least: College
I'm leaving in a little over a month. Sure, I'm only going to Parkland, which is a whopping 40 minute drive from my parents house. But I'm going to be completely on my own for the first time. Living in a new place, with people I barely know, finding a new job, no car. Keeping my grades up, because this time it really truly matters. And I'm terrified. I know God is in control, and that He knows how everything's going to work out. But I'm horrible at trusting, and I'm starting to stress out about it. I'm still ridiculously excited to move out, I'm not having second thoughts or anything. I just don't know how anythings going to work out and that scares me. I know people are praying for me though, and that makes me feel better about moving.
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