Catching Up

HELLO WORLD!!

I have a dilemma. I have exactly a month to finish my french II class and I have absolutely NO motivation. I am taking this particular course online and , let me tell you, it is difficult to stay focused and motivated. I know that I can do it, but getting started again is the hard part. I will log in to my course and scroll through my online textbook, but I just haven't been bringing myself to do the work! tsk tsk tsk. I will get there. I simply need to get more sleep and pray more fervently.

Next order of business:
I AM GOING TO SOUTHERN VIRGINIA UNIVERSITY!!!!!!!
Here are some fun numbers:
I graduate in 45 days!! In 43 days I will finish my very last High School exam. In 30 days I will take my french final exam and pass with at least a B. In 20 days I will take my Calculus AP test and hopefully score high enough to place out of it in College.
In approximately 121 days I will move into my dorm and kiss my mother goodbye for a while. In 129 days I have freshman orientation at SVU, and In 132 days I will begin my very first course as a College Student!
I am growing up, and it is a very strange occurance.

The Tunnel

I saved lives yesterday!!! It was awesome. I have given blood 3 times in the past two years. --I passed out two of the three.--Yesterday I was doing great! I gave a pint and my blood is healthy and all that jazz, but  as I was approaching the end of my experience I felt my stomach tighten and I knew it was about to end badly. I told the student beside me, who was there in case anything awful happened, that I wasn't feeling great and just about that time I felt my head spin. I said again "Yeah, I am really not doing too great." and then came the tunnel.-- I'm not sure if any of you have passed out before, but the movies show it quite accurately. You feel bad and start spinning and this blurry tunnel overtakes your view and closes in until you are unconscious. It is quite surreal. Then you wake up to this blurry dark tunnel betting clearer and brighter and everyone is calling your name making sure you are alright.-- After I experienced this blurred tunnel vision I knew I was about to go and the last thing I remember was "Help!" then everything went black. It was me that called for help. I barely remembered doing it, but I wanted to make sure I would be okay.

I was only out for a second or two, but when I woke up my feet were in the air and I slowly blinked my way into full consciousness. Everyone kept telling me how white I was and how there was no color in my lips or my face. One of the volunteers brought me some juice and they sat me up slowly. After a couple minutes I felt well enough to get up and walk across the room. I sat down on a mat on the floor for 15 minutes as policy and ate a chocolate covered wafer bar. Lunch was almost over so I had someone walk me to the cafeteria so I could eat. Andrew took over from there and he and I got lunch together. After I finished eating I wanted to go and lay down so I had him walk me back to the auxiliary gym where the drive was being held. I layed back down on the mat on the floor and had some more juice. After 20 minutes or so I went back to my last class of the day. 

The first time I gave blood was the first time I had ever passed out. It is a very interesting feeling. The second time I gave blood everything went smoothly and I didn't feel the slightest bit abnormal during or afterward. When I went in yesterday to give blood I made a plan in case I were to pass out. I told myself that the second I started feeling anything abnormal I was going to say something. I didn't want anything to go wrong, but I knew what I was going to do if it did. I don't think that I am done giving blood yet, even though so many people say the risk of passing out isn't worth it, but I might not pass out next time. 

Currently my risk of passing out is 67%. If I donate successfully again without passing out, that percent drops to 50; a third time it drops to 40% and a fourth time it drops to 33%. If I had stopped giving blood after passing out the first time, the odds of me passing out would have remained at 100% likely. I will probably wait another year to give blood again, though.

Don't eat yellow snow; Say "Hi" to animals; Laugh at corny jokes-because you KNOW they are funny! Smile when you are sad; think about other people more than yourself; re-evaluate your life.

Till Next Time,

Jasmine The Awesome.

Hello!

It has been a while since I have posted, and I will make this short because I am about to go to my next class.
In 6 months I will be in college! I HATE THINKING ABOUT IT! I love the idea of getting started on my own, but if I think too hard about leaving my family and Andrew, I just break down! I don't know how to handle it. It is frightening and exhilarating.
More on that later.
Au revoir.
Jasmine With a Cape.

And the world still spins

In my endeavors to further my education and expand my capacity for knowledge, I have been applying for colleges! There has been no decision made as of yet, but on Friday I received my very first College Acceptence Letter!! I got accepted into Southern Virginia University. For the past few weeks I have been really leaning more toward SVU than any other school.

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I have to say, I am VERY excited about my future. There is so much in store for me the next few years. Everything is going to change soon. Too soon. But it is so intreaguing. Where will I end up? Who will I be friends with? Where will I go on my mission?
In almost exactly eight months I will be beginning my first year of college and moving to a new...everything. A new group of friends, a new setting, new goals, new ambitions, new adventures. Everything will fall into place and I won't have to wonder what school I'm going to go to, or where I want to apply. Granted, there will be pleanty more for me to worry about, but it will all be so thrilling. The future is a fun thing to look forward to. I can't wait to see where each new step will take me. Today I went on an adventure through the woods with my amazing sister, made a new friend, ate some home-made fudge, Pretended to be someone else, took a nap, and read 5 chapters in an awesome book. I would say I have had a successful day! And if you had asked me yesterday what I was going to do, my answer would not have been that.
My apologies for my lack of blogging. I need to do a bunch of Art posts and show off my artistic skills! I am growing quite nicely. I like having assignments given to me to create things. It is quite fun.

I want to learn to play drums. I want to find a kit and an awesome drummer kid to show me how to use it. Just for a week or so. It is really fun.
I am so looking forward to finding out what my amazing future holds in store for me. I can't wait to see what's going to happen over the next few years. :)
....Unless the world ends.

Don't wear your clothes inside out.
Throw a snowball at a friend.
Put some shoes on.
Eat some Barbecue Chicken, Pineapple Pizza.(It is the best)

All possible love,
Jasmine with a Cape.

Confession Time

• I have a very hard time staying on task! Currently, I am sitting in my French class (online) Posting a blog post after about 15 minutes of stalking someone else's blog! I have not done one assignment today and I am a week behind, yet I can't stop writing. Bah Humbug! What should I do? 

• I sometimes talk to myself. It is not in a weird " Hey Jasmine. Hey! How are you? I'm great how are you? Oh, I am just swell, Thanks for asking!" way. For example: If I am working on something and I make a mistake or stop paying attention I will calmly say to myself, occasionally outloud, "Dang Jasmine! Come on! You can do better than this." It is just something I do. 

• I went three years without eating any beef. Zero. And one day I was eating dinner at Andrew's house (my boyfriend) and his dad made burgers. I was faced with a dilemma. Do I eat the burger or do I stick with the vegetables they had as a side and avoid eating. I did the only thing I could do faced with a decision like that (faced with any decision really) I called my best friend Madison! I told her about my situation and she calmly but sternly said "Eat. The. Burger." So I did. It was amazing, and I have unsuccessfully been trying to wean myself off of it since then. I really do want to stop again though.

• I am horrible at making decisions. I have come up with a couple theories as to why, and it could be one or all, or it could be something else intirely.

1. I am so concerened with how everyone else feels about the decision at hand that I forget about how I am feeling to try and make other people happy about the thing I am doing. (This ends up failing because there are always people on both sides of the choice and someone is going to be disappointed either way.)
2.  I simply do not know what I want. I am always faced with decisions with multiple outcomes that I can't just roshambo my way out of. I settle just about every two-way debate with rock paper scissors. How am I supposed to choose between 6 different things if I am only allowed to have one and don't really care which I get?

• I am really intimidated by college/ scholarship applications. It is scary. I am so excited to decide where I am going to go though.

Till next time my loves.

Jasmine With A Cape!

A New Life Plan.

Ladies and Gentlemen,
As of the morning of October 6, 2012 my life plan is now completely different.

Never did I think that one statement on one day of my 17th year would change everything, yet here we are. I have new short term goals to prepare for the same long term goals in a different order.

This morning, in the first session of the 182 semianual session of General Conference for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, the prophet, president Thomas Monson, announced the news that changed my life.

  I can now serve a mission when I am nineteen.

For the past four years my desire to serve a mission has only grown stronger and has been emphasized in so many things. I have always planned to graduate close to the top of my class, attend either one of the BYUs or SVU for the three years prior to my mission eligibility, then to serve a mission for 18 months and come home to finish out my last year of college and attempt to locate that amazing Priesthood Man to whisk me off to a beautiful temple and marry me.

That has been the plan for 4 years. It hasn't changed much, other than attempting to figure out the place of my dwelling and education for the next three years of my life. Today, hearing that I had two years less to wait was a huge deal!! I have had so many people tell me "Jasmine, you know you won't serve a mission because you will be married your first semester of college." Okay people, A: I will only be 18 and I think it is stupid to get married before you are at least 20 because even then you are trying to figure out who you are and what you love (and what love is). B: I AM GOING TO SERVE A MISSION WHETHER A GUY IS IN MY LIFE OR NOT!!! It has been my dream since I was a little kid. I have said so many times that I won't let a guy stop me from going on a mission. It is my dream and If I am going to marry a guy I want him to be supportive of my dreams 100% of the time, even if that means not getting to see me or kiss me for a year and a half. The lord definitely comes first in that relationship. 

Well HA to the people who say that! because Here I go. I have received a calling form the spirit that I have to do this. I can't wait. 

My whole life is going to be different now than it would have been yesterday. I am so ecstatic to find out how. In 23 months or less I will be on, or preparing to leave for, my mission! I will then spend the next 18 months teaching amazing children of God how true this gospel is. As to what comes after that I am unaware, but it will eventually include a man, the Lord, a temple, two rings, and one less step toward the Celestial Kingdom.

I love the church. I love the Unity and the Structure that it provides in my life. I love the Prophet Thomas Spencer Monson and his counselors. I love my Savior Jesus Christ. 

I thank him every day for the atonement and his marvelous sacrifice for me and each one of you. I am so grateful for the Book of Mormon and the amazing teachings it shares. The Book of Mormon is true. It is the most true of any book on Earth. I love reading it and sharing it. 

I am a Mormon. 

I know it.

I live it.

I LOVE it.

Jasmine G. Libby

A portion of a random post that I was going to finish and publish in July.

Aloha to the two people who read this magnificence of a page (haha yeah right).
The past few weeks have indeed been some of the best of my year, by far, and my life up to this point.
The week of June 25-30 was The Promised Land Pageant in Bath, NC. I have been a part of the pageant for 4 years. In the first three years I was a Pioneer, a Lamanite, a Colonial Lady, and a Minuet Dancer. But this year I was asked to be the Assistant to the Directors! This job was a little shaky for me to take on at first. Of course, I accepted the call; I wasn't sure what to expect, really. In the end it was a great learning experience and I made a couple unlikely friends :). It is interesting going from a cast member to being assistant to the directors. I went from following orders and playing around to giving orders and continuing to play around... until it was time to get serious, :) But that's the fun of theater.


More to follow soon.
All my like,
Jasmine With A Cape.