Finito!

I'm done! Accomplished! It's over! The end! Unless you've been here, you can't possibly imagine the exhilaration I am currently feeling! Freedom! Sweet and soulful! The culmination of all of my efforts has led me to this point and I feel like I'm floating on air! And yet, all of these amazing feelings have a slight taint. Just the tiniest amount of bitterness to accent the sweet.
You see, so much of my time these last few years, and especially week (including EVERY spare moment that I thought I had to myself) have been consumed with a list. A list of things to start or finish. A paper to write, a chapter to read, a question to answer, a test to take, a lab assignment to do, a reference to check... You get the picture. For so long now I haven't had to plan my own life. It's been set out for me, every waking and sleeping minute. And now, although I still have two jobs that will take up most of my time, I don't have to worry about anything else! Sure I have a list of things to do... Read books (for fun, mind you), write my story (stories... Kelly keeps hounding me to finish the one I started five years ago... He wants to know what happens...), visit with my family, hang with friends before graduate school, hopefully sticking in a little romance here and there. *wink, wink* Oh, and I have a few vacations planned. I cannot wait!
... Ok, so honestly, my summer will be a little full... But what about after? I'm so worried about not getting in to graduate school (something I would never tell anyone in person) because I've been denied entrance to two of my chosen schools, there is only one left! What if I don't get in? I just might cry. It's also the one I REALLY want to attend. And if I don't get in, how am I going to continue in my chosen field of study? If you're the praying type, I do appreciate prayers...
Regardless, things will happen and I got off on a panic tangent. I digress. Now I have all night to do whatever I want! Should I read or write? Hmmm... How about both!! But I think I'm going to start with reading while I text a very good friend of mine. Goodnight!
~Mika~

Well that went well...

Oh my goodness! These past few weeks have been insane. I feel like all I ever do is go to school and work and eat. I definitely make sure to eat. Too bad sleep isn't included in there anywhere. Luckily this semester is almost over. I am still waiting to hear back from two of the three schools I applied to for my graduate studies, but so far the one letter I got back has not been very promising. They told me no. Which I'm pretty okay with because I don't think it was my first choice anyway. Now all I have to worry about is not dying before the next three weeks ends.
For some random tidbits of information today, did you know:

This is the anti-child trafficking poster from WorldConcern.

1) In 2006 there were over 100 cases of human trafficking (mostly for sex) in Salt Lake City, UT alone??? Disgusting.
2) 40% of our nation's wealth and nearly 25% of our nation's income is taken by a mere 1% of our nation's population??? I sometimes wish I was up there! (See this article by Vanity Fair)
3) (This one is a personal bit about Mika) Something is missing in my life. Lately I feel like my soul is yearning, hungering, a gaping mouth that I feed with everything I find and yet I cannot find a puzzle piece with the right fit to quench my thirst. Any suggestions on what to do? I'm searching, just not finding yet.
I really do love my life. I wrote something the other day that I thought I'd share. I hope you enjoy it.

A Soul for Song
My soul breaks free
When I hear that song.
I hurt so deep,
And I feel so wrong.
Filling hole to the brim
With a wicked nothing
Will never end
A false sense of something.
Heart and brain
Give me something to sing!
To turn my life on a dime
As soon as I hear that ring.
Keep me safe
My way and path to lead
With guided words
I'll work to fight through this deed.

Remember, if you take anything away from today's post, please make sure you never support human-trafficking.
~Mika