100 words: The dishes

“It’s your turn to do the dishes.” I say annoyed and give him the look.

“I’ll do it later.” he says without turning his head around so he doesn’t see the look.

“It stinks, you should do it right now.”

“I’m in the middle of something, don’t you see? I’ll do it later.”

“You’re watching Epic meal time on Youtube, that’s not important.”

“Fine, I’ll do it now.” 

We don’t fight much; at least not about anything serious or about anything that would shake or jeopardise our relationship. We usually fight about whose turn it is to do the dishes.

Note: Thank you

I would like to thank to all of you out there, who supported me over the last few weeks, asked me how I did on my exams and were “cheering” for me. You can’t imagine how much it means to me and I am really grateful to all of you.

I would also like to thank all of you who didn’t give up on me and are still following me despite the fact that I wasn’t around much. I wanted to be here but I was busy studying and didn’t have time to update my blog and/or read your posts. 

I studied a lot and it paid off – I am proud to announce that I’m in my 4^th year of studies and that in one years time I’ll be (if all goes according to the plan) a political scientist. 

Photo taken from here.

100 words: Goodbye

Summer said goodbye.

Days are getting shorter and shorter; every day dusk surprises me a bit earlier than the day before.  Days are getting colder and colder; I can no longer wear flip-flops when I go out to run errands in the morning. Mornings are not shiny and warm anymore; instead they are foggy and cold.

The leaves on the trees are no longer green; they are slowly changing colours into striking yellow, vivid orange and blinding red.

Grass is growing more slowly; it doesn’t need to be mowed twice a week anymore.

 

Summer said goodbye, see you next year.

Photo taken from here. 

The little things - Inspiration Monday guest post

It’s the first Monday in September, which means that it’s Inspiration Monday (I didn’t forget about it this time, since I’m craving for inspiration and motivation for studying).

Today’s guest is The Frisky Virgin who is truly an inspirational person. She has chosen a path she’s walking on and I believe that it’s not always easy for her; sometimes people think she’s a bit odd but that doesn’t stop her. She sticks to her decisions no matter what and that’s the reason why I think she’s a very inspiring person.

Here’s her view on Inspiration:

I’m so honored to guest blog on the topic of inspiration for Starlight. She is a tremendously kind person and wonderfully supportive of her fellow bloggers.  My idea of inspiration is probably pretty simple, but I do hope, in some way, maybe you will feel a little inspired.  So, here we go!

If you listen to the news or even to your perpetually grumpy friends, you might think inspiration is a fading concept.  And you know it’s bad when you say the word inspiration and at least one person thought you said perspiration.  Yeah, it’s pretty cynical out there.  So, what do we do? How do we find the motivation to carry on with our dreams in the face of so much negativity? 

For me, inspiration is like a lone little lightening bug, floating in the distance on a warm summer’s night: beautiful, magical, and mysterious.  Raise your hand if you ever wondered whether those wee flashes of flittering lights were really mini-Tinkerbells when you were younger? *raises hand* And, be honest, isn’t there a small part of you still wishing for the pixie whimsy to be true, even today?  Can you find it?  That little bit of wonder you had as a child where all things were possible?  Okay, now, hold that feeling because it’s there—right there—where you’ll find the seed of inspiration. 

Now, all you have to do is look around to make that tiny seed grow.  For me, it’s the little things.

It’s the Mavericks overcoming all of the “you can’t do it” talk to win the NBA Championship.  It’s Dale Earnhardt Jr. staying so kind and working so hard while under the biggest, cruelest microscope imaginable. 

It’s the smell of my mama’s garlic roast and the sound of my daddy’s mischievous giggle. It’s the twinkle of stars on a cold, lonely night. It’s cooking Thanksgiving dinner with my mama, while cheering on the Dallas Cowboys.  It’s hearing the first Christmas carol of the season. It’s watching Miracle on 34^th Street and walking away believing there just might be a Santa Claus after all. 

It’s the memory of a loved one long lost, but never really gone. It’s taking someone’s hand and telling them they aren’t alone. It’s the warmth of a smile.  It’s lending a helping hand.  It’s the bravery of our military, fire fighters, and police officers. 

It’s failing miserably…then standing up, dusting off, and realizing you are stronger than ever before.

It’s finding the courage to pursue your dreams.  It means believing in the unbelievable, no matter how improbable it may seem. 

So, what does all of this mean?  Inspiration is already all around us if we just open our eyes, heart, mind, soul, and senses. It’s there, waiting to be discovered once more.