Good morning! It’s going to be a fabulous day!

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been an optimist. Even when things seem like everything has gone wrong and it is the absolute worst of situations, I try my hardest to find something positive in the situation. I’ve been criticized for that and most people think I’m just trying to avoid the hard things going on. But that isn’t true. By only thinking about the bad, that’s just enforcing negative thoughts. Yes, things might be awful and it seems as if there’s no light at the end of the tunnel, but being positive and trying to find something good in the situation can actually make the entire situation better.

You are the product of your own attitude.

Have you ever thought of it that way? If you only think about everything that is going wrong in your life, you might miss an amazing opportunity to have something positive happen. Constantly thinking negatively, talking negatively, and/or being negative creates a negative brain. Your brain will be hardwired to automatically have a negative thought no matter what. Honestly, does that sound like the kind of life you want to live? Because it doesn’t sound very fun to me.

Wouldn’t it be better to automatically have a positive thought in a hard situation? That sounds like the better option to me.

Take stress for example. Instead of using stress of fuel frustration and anger and even more stress, why not use the stress to fuel motivation and determination and success? Use stress to make yourself work harder. Imagine how much more you could accomplish by using stress in a positive way instead of wasting time complaining and then having to recover from negative stress. Don’t let stress run your life, use stress to do more and be better.

If you believe in yourself, you will be your best self. No one can tell you how to act. That is completely up to you. So tomorrow morning, when you wake up, look at yourself in the mirror and proclaim, “Good morning! It’s going to be a great day!” and then make it a great day.

“We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.” – Abraham Lincoln

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Design Update!

FINALLY! I figured out how to use adorable fonts and make a header for my blog that is actually something I could enjoy. While it isn’t exactly what I want (it’s a little blurry), it’s definitely a step in the right direction. My blog is a work in progress, and a pretty header is progress! I definitely only stop there, but until a new idea comes to mind, I hope y’all enjoy what you see!

I spent almost two hours working on my annotated bibliography for my grant writing class. My brain is tired. Add on top of that an 8am aerobic walking class and I’m ready for a really, really long nap. But alas, I have two classes to go yet today. Yay me.

Wish me luck!

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OH EM GEE… it’s pink!

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Lately, this is exactly how I feel when it comes to all things pink! And in a roundabout way, that brings me to the point of this post.

I’m currently enrolled in a Performance Psychology lecture taught by Dr. John Eliot. I was extremely concerned about this class after the first lecture, but I was determined not to give up on it just yet. I stayed after class on the second day we met to speak with him about this. Thankfully, he understands the position I’m in: needing to keep my grades up to get into nursing school. He told me that I would get an A in the class as long as I am selfish. Yikes! I don’t exactly know what that means, but I have a feeling I will figure it out very soon.

Today, we talked about our dreams; what we want to accomplish in this life. Somewhere along the way, I realized why this was so important. I think it was when he told us to tell someone our dream that we know will shoot it down. While I haven’t done that, I have been in that situation. One of my advisors told me that I was stupid and couldn’t make it at Texas A&M University. My dream? To graduate from Texas A&M University. Believe me, I wanted to give up right then. But I also didn’t want to give her that satisfaction. Now, I’m a senior and on track to graduate Cum Laude.

Yeah. I’m totally too stupid to be at TAMU. Totally.

But this whole lecture got me really thinking about my dreams. Of course, I want to be a nurse [and I want to be one of the best]. So I started pondering what exactly I thought about on a daily basis that I wanted to pursue as a nurse; what did I think about that kept me working so hard to become a nurse? I realized that prenatal nutrition was something I knew I would be passionate about, and it is something that is extremely important to me. My mind continued to wander, and eventually it landed on my blog. I don’t give it as much attention as I should and want to. However, I realized that I want my blog to be successful. So something needs to change. The natural next instinct is to find every reason why that isn’t realistic, but that is only justifying negative thoughts and I refuse to let that happen. Instead of letting the negative thoughts prevent me from pursuing [and accomplishing] my dreams, I decided to figure out what I need to do to make it happen.

Plus, I know that being a successful nurse and running a life/style/fashion blog is absolutely possible. I know this because I check a blog regularly that completely disproves that negative thought:

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Haley, from Sequins & Things, is absolutely one of the most beautiful people, inside and out, that I have ever come across. Honestly, I would be honored to meet her, if that were to happen one day. As I read her blog, I feel like she’s speaking right to me. Her blog is basically everything I could ever want for my blog. She’s made both her career as a nurse and her blog a success and she’s definitely a spectacular role model.

While I expect many people to tell me that I can’t make my dreams come true, I’m not going to let that deter me. It isn’t up to them. Dr. Eliot taught me something that I won’t forget:

There’s only one expert on your dreams: YOU

There’s no reason to let anyone tell you that your dreams are unrealistic or that you won’t succeed. Because you know what? Even if you don’t succeed, at least you tried. That’s more than most people can say these days. That’s still a success in my mind.

I highly encourage y’all to read Dr. John Eliot’s book, Overachievement: The New Science of Working Less to Accomplish More. I’ve only read a little of the book, but I have high hopes for the rest of it. I think it will really open my eyes and help me make these dreams happen.

So where does the OH EM GEE… it’s pink! come into play? I really don’t know. I just really like pink and I wanted to share those pretty pink things with you. Plus, I’m working on my Pinning skills and those were the lovelies that I found along the way.

“If your dreams do not scare you, they are not big enough.” -Ellen Johnson Sirleaf

Dream big, y’all!

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Juice du Jour

YOU GUYS!!!

I got a juicer from boyfriend for my 22nd birthday. Now that might not sound like the coolest present ever… But he got me exactly what I wanted. And he did good. SO GOOD. Basically I have been playing around with recipes I’ve found on the Internet, changing them to fit my wants and needs. That led me to create this deliciously tart concoction:

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I haven’t named it or anything. I’m just sipping on it and enjoying.

I highly recommend it if you prefer a more tart juice over sweet!

Here’s the recipe if you want to copy/paste or whatever:

  • One grapefruit
  • One navel orange
  • One lime
  • One handful raspberries
  • A couple to a handful of blackberries
  • One Granny Smith apple
  • One or two handfuls of carrots

juicing tip || make sure you juice the soft fruits and veggies before the hard ones. You’ll end up getting more juice overall because the hard f&v will push the remaining soft ones through!

happy juicing,

Robyn

Senior Year. Final Semester. Week One.

DAY ONE:

I woke up with high hopes of getting everything I wanted out of my final semester at Texas A&M University. Oh how my dreams would soon dwindle. My first two classes, being in the same lecture room, were mostly uneventful, minus the realization that one of my profs was going to be a cocky S.O.B. and the fact that this lecture hall is underneath our stadium, and thus, extremely difficult to find (AKA first challenge). Then came my third class, and my second challenge. I was going to have to all but sprint across almost the entire length of campus in twenty minutes to make it in time. By the grace of God, I made it. Relief waved over me briefly, then my prof walked in. I have heard stories… But I have never experienced her teaching techniques first hand. Oh boy. I make it through the class, barely, and delight in the fact that I have a short break to get a snack and coffee before I head to my next challenge: getting forced into a yoga class. When the instructor arrives, I ask to speak with her. I explain my whole situation about being a graduating senior and being forced into two other classes that meant I had to drop another kinesiology class and that I couldn’t get into another so would she pretty please force me into hers. She said to stay for class and email her afterwards to remind her so she could see about forcing me in. I did that. But then I made the mistake of sending a second email telling her that I had a backup plan. Sure, sure, this sounds like the nice thing to do…

DAY TWO:

NOPE. I get an email the next morning (day two) from her, telling me that she would not be letting anyone into her class. I accepted defeat and went online to try to find another kinesiology class. To my surprise, I find that she’s actually forced an extra person into all but one of her yoga classes. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I am seeing red at this point. I do the right thing, and where does that get me? Put in an 8am aerobic walking class. Gee, thanks. That’s super. The rest of the day is mostly uneventful. I bought some shoes and dividers and organized. I also ended up submitting my applications to five nursing programs. I had so much tension about that. But as soon as I did it and knew that it was out of my hands, this huge weight was lifted off of my shoulders. It could not have come at a better time. Especially since I had to wake up at 6:30am the next morning for aerobic walking. Ugh.

DAY THREE:

So far so good. I woke up on time. Got to class on time. The aerobic walking instructor is nice. I’m wearing my new shoes. I had time to get an extra hot vanilla latte. I saw my friend and amazing microbiology lab partner from last semester. Now I’m sitting on the floor waiting for my class in 30 minutes.

So basically the first two days were kind of a bust for me. Believe me, I wanted so badly to give up last night and just drink myself into a stupor. But I didn’t. Thankfully, I have God on my side, so I know that He will only put me in situations that He knows I can handle. Without that… there would be definite wine stupor.
I would really like to make my blog more attractive. If anyone out there is reading this, could you recommend a good blog/graphic designer? I would much appreciate it. Mind you, I am a poor college student, so I can’t break the bank on this. But if they’re good, I would invest.
xoxo!
Robyn