IT'S OFFICIAL!!

As of 3:00 this afternoon, I'm officially an english and writing major! Praise God!!!! :D

Now We're Talking!

Anyone who takes classic literature
and sticks it on a t-shirt is my friend. 

I could care less of this is a guys shirt, 

I want it, 

I need it, 

I have to have it. 

Thank you Urban Outfitters, 

thank you! 

facebook fast fail.

So I suck at facebook fasting, let's just face it. And because of that, I've had to convince myself that Facebook is literally the devil. Why you ask? 

The seven deadly sins: 

Lust: how many times have you stalked the profile 

of the one you're "in love with" on facebook.

Gluttony: think of all that time you've spent on facebook

when you could be doing something way more productive. 

Greed: How many more friends can we get, how many more photos

of ourselves can we post, how many ways can we shove our lives 

into someone else's face? 

Yeah...

Laziness: This just speaks for itself...

Wrath: When something on someone's facebook page, 

or someone on facebook, just sets you off

and you feel the need to write awful, 

terrible things on facebook about this person. 

Envy: all those times we envy someone's life

due to what they post on facebook. 

Pride: Statuses about how amazing our lives, 

(or awful...) but really, who needs to boost 

themselves on their own internet lives? 

And for Christians, I think this is our biggest one. 

We spend a lot of time talking about how amazing 

we all are as Christians, even though sometimes, 

we don't really mean to, 

it's still an issue. 

Now, this is not to attack anyone, because if this is the case, I'm totally guilty of these. But this is just how I have to convince myself, to stay off facebook, or just stay very, communication reasons only, limited. I really need to work on relying on God and not relying on other people. Just a thought. 

xoxo

-anya:)

Quarter Life Crisis (still in the works.)

My quarter life crisis is still in the works my friends. 

Now that I'm getting used to it, 

I guess it's not nearly as bad as it first was.

I've been doing a lot of this lately ^^

Thanks to Nate and this lovely post-it note 

reminder he made me, I'm constantly remembering to do this: 

Stop, breathe, count to 3, if you get to 3 

and it hits again, you don't have to stop, 

you can count to 10. 

And this really does work in case you're wondering.  

It calms the mind, something I really need to do, 

especially when costumers start yelling at me about coupons

(that they've already used may I add, 

I'll remember this woman!)

 or when I totally just stress myself out by over-thinking things. 

Speaking of calm, 

I broke down and bought a yoga mat. 

I'm also taking self defense classes with MB 

in the fall. 

Anger management much? 

I'm also ready to be here in a month.

and be back with these kids, having adventures, 

cooking on Saturday nights, taking road trips, 

going to CRU and church together, 

laughing all night, crying all night, 

dancing in the parlor, and sitting by the creek, 

you know the drill. 

all in 21 days. 

Speed up August. 

I'm ready for this girl to come home, 

like for real. She's in Connecticut and 

I'm in North Carolina and texts just aren't cutting it. 

Counting down until I get to see her and 

we get to go on our epic Greensboro adventure together 

I'm glad she's going to closer than last year, 

yay for Ally at UNCG in the spring! 

In honor of this quarter life crisis, 

I took up the fact I have ovaries of steel, 

and finally convinced myself to get my ears pierced again. 

I didn't even flinch. Boo ya.

 Now just to get my nose pierced with Ally, 

and go with Zach to get his tattoo. 

(I'm too much of a wimp to get one myself) 

I bought this amazing Iota tote, slapped on some buttons, 

and sewed in some pockets the other day. 

It's organic, made of jute, and big enough to hold all my junk. 

Best of all, I'm helping the planet...

I take that back, 

best of all, if I'm ever lost in the dessert,

I can eat this bag. Just saying. 

currently reading Eat Pray Love, 

totally in love with it and all it's glory, 

Julia Roberts is in the movie, 

which will probably make it even better.

Besides, I think Elizabeth Gilbert is my other half. 

which is why Mrs. Rankin gave me this, 

the sequel to Eat Pray Love.  

Hooray for good books, 

and elementary teachers (and friends) 

who still care.

I got this amazing Vera Bradley Bible cover the other day, 

best 15 bucks I've spent in awhile!!

and my mother gave me her old Polaroid 600 camera! 

However, they no longer make polaroid film, 

so I have to buy film from The Impossible Project  instead. 

I'm looking forward to taking this baby out for a spin...

that is if I can find cheap film first. 

So if any of you dear friends, have a connection 

to cheap polaroid film, please hook me up? 

:)

totally, madly, in love with this CD. 

and this song: My Ghost by Glass Pear.

GO LISTEN! 

Also, I'm past my Real Housewives of New Jersey kick, 

now I'm into Grey's Anatomy reruns on Lifetime. 

Even though they're killing off Izzy. 

Not to happy about that one. 

So tell me loves, 

what's been going on in your lives? 

xoxo, 

Anya:)

The Bread Boy

My life has been crashing down around me recently and I've felt that there's been no hope for anything anymore.  God has been sending me little messages that literally say "do not worry."
The other day I bought a ring that says:
Phil 4:6 -Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  
(because we all know that I have a big worry problem, I had to purchase it.)
When I got home that night, I had an email from K-love, a Christian radio station. The email contained the daily Bible verse and it happened to be Phil 4:6. Talk about God moment, first one I've had in awhile.  Along with this, I've had texts from MB that just says "stop worrying", emails from Dayspring store advertising merchandise and stories about worry, and over 15 books from Oma about healing and anxiety. 
Although, all these signs kept popping up,  I still went into work rather upset yesterday.  I just recently decided to change my major, my health is a rollercoaster, Zach is lost in a pit of depression, I still haven't heard from Nate (although my brother has, but that's another story, one which indicates that all is well between us and I should not worry, although I do it anyway,) and MB was acting strange. I felt things were disjointed and I couldn't get back into the groove of life. The anxiety had taken over all my thoughts and I had lost sight of my trust in God. That was until a boy about 12 came up to me and asked me to show him where to get the white bread. I took him to isle 11 and pointed out where he can find what he needed.  A few minutes later he came through my line ready to check out. Our conversation went something like this: 
Me: I hope you found what your mother wanted. 
Boy: Yes, ma'am. This is exactly what she needed, thank you so much for your help.
Me: Well, that's what I'm here for, to help kids like you find their groceries. (I then handed him his change)
Boy: Thank you so much ma'am. I'll pray for you and hope you have a blessed day! 
Me: You have no idea how much it means to me to hear a kid your age say that. 
Boy: Well, ma'am, I'm a Christian, I'm not ashamed of my faith and I think everyone should know that Jesus loves them and so do I. That's what my faith is all about. 
Me: You truly have made my day so much better.  I want you to know that I'm a Christian too and what you just told me has given me hope again. Thank you so much.


When the boy walked away with his bread,  I turned around and knelt down beside my register with tears streaming down my face.  This was the hope I needed, the messenger that God sent to me to tell me that He loved me and was going to take care of me.  A little boy and his bread, as simple as one little kid can be, he was the one, the one who guided me back to the light. Kiddo, thank you for that, for being honest with your faith.  


"How can I love, without grace?
Shine a light on Your face,
If you're real, then show me now,
Who you are" 
-Glass Pear