Christopher Reeve passed away yesturday... for me he was an inspiration, and probably the main reason why I went into physical therapy as a career. His story, his motivations and accomplishments show how life's downs really can have a positive effect on the world, as long as you know what to do with them. The break throughs he made in science, politics, society and just human hope is extraordinary by far. I also admire his wife who is another strong, inspiring woman who stuck with him through it all and never stopped loving him because "he was still him". Thoroughly shows that love is b/w hearts, soul, mind.

On a slightly different but I guess related note, last night my roomie and I had another deep before falling alseep conversation. I was awe strucken really by it all... she asked, "Meghan will there ever be a day when I stop running away from men?" In short I suggested that besides her situation growing up without a father figure, it was insecurities that she and we all have to one degree or another about ourselves. I included myself in that category and yet was met by, "what do youuu have to be insecure about?!" "a lot of things" I answered... and by the end of the conversation I realized that yea, I have tons of things that I, personally me, am not secure about, but that what she sees and she claims everyone else must see are things that I never thought about... "whenever you walk into a room ur adorable, everyone likes you, you laugh, you can carry on a conversation on the phone about nothing but about everything at the same time with a guy who loves you..." and after that I kind of stopped listening because those words just struck me... like whammmed me in the face and if I wasn't laying down in bed already I prolly would've fallen over. reveling in those words, "a guy who loves you..." Everyday if I think about it I am in awe of that fact. I will continue this entry later, but I hafta skiaddle to lunch now with Diana and then go to class... I love you hun, and to everyone else, peace out kiddos!

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Whew... breakfast, power nap, workout, phone, shower, dinner, power nap, working on essay... and it is 9:26pm. This is gonna be a busy week, lots going on in class and out of class. Meetings, interviews, special olympics, socials ect. So my essay, not sure how it's going to turn out but I have a decent start I think. Whenever I write about something that hits home, is personal or really means something to me, it either hinders the organization of the piece or enhances the message/focus. If you want to read the pre writing u can look under the reading part of this site and I will put it there because it is really long. Other than that I will bid thee goodnight.

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- Laundry, workout, homework, FOOTBALL game! -

~It's a general consensus sweetheart... ur cute.~

= Indepth conversations with people you just met are the coolest! =

+ I definitely stole the salt shaker by accident today while trying to demonstrate how Amanda did it yesturday. +

< not feeling so well is contagious among roommates...>

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Getting done with class at 10:50am on Friday makes every weekend seem like 3 days long. Briefing of the day- woke up this morning around 4am with some allergic reaction (maybe the same thing as my fever last night?) so unfortunately I woke Amanda up as well, sorry about that kiddo. Got back to sleep, got up for class, took my intro to dance exam, dunno how I did. Came back, took a nap, went to a late lunch with Kara at the Flue, walked to the bookstore and picked up my developed pictures! I gotta say, I looked like absolute shit the weekend I went home to Hershey, ick. Man way for me to ruin that side of the picture. I think it was the combo of the smile with braces and the huuuge swollen bags under my eyes. I look even worse in a few of the "around the dorm" photos so Amanda and I decided that we are going to start a wall of "hideously ugly pictures". Spent the afternoon doing homework, got my absentee ballot to vote in the mail, met up wtih Stef, Diana and some other ppl to get a smoothie, bought a laX tshirt, floppy disks and sticky tack at the bookstore, read a psychotic story for college writing, wrote a journal entry and letter to someone for FYRST seminar... and am going to go watch the Pres debate in 10 minutes. I am so sore from practice yesturday, but I am glad to be sore. The weather is beautiful and I am excited about tomorrow's football game vs IUP, rival time! Got the SRU/ROCK tshirts ready! What else... hehe ummm, amanda almost stole the salt off the table at dinner and she thinks that being an ant is worse than a woman (concluded after her seminar on ants for bio). Thaaaaaat is about it folks.

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Class- Cindy was there and we had a very nice class, laughed, joked, she seemed more of herself, even tho in apparent pain. Intro to Exercise science the proff was like, "Ok, let's take an a-typical person... ok Meghan, let's look at Meghan's wrist... now u are what? 5'6"?" hahah I WISH! no, actually I am about 5 feet... "ohhh, well hmm, ok, let's pretend u are 5'6", so let's look at her wrist..." well hmph for not being skinny enough to be her demo of an a-typcial person so she had to raise my height by 6 inches. I dislike that class anyway. Went to the ARC with Amanda for a while, found a new awesome machine to workout on. That's all for now I guess... and it is beautiful outside!

Update 7:15pm: Oh mann lacrosse is gonna be sooo much fun this year I think! The group of girls are so awesome and most of them don't party or anything. As is everyone here at SRU they are super nice. We did some regular drills like, shuttles passing, ground balls foward and back, star drill and thennnn steal the bacon! I got to show up some defense skills so that was cool. About half the team has played before and the other half is new. I am bummed that I can only attend one practice a week now tho because I have chem lab. We had a spaghetti dinner after a short practice at one of the captain's house so that was cool, got to know a lot of the people, I realized that I am HORRIBLE with remembering names. Walked all the way back to Bard talking to Ali, she also does not drink or anything which is awesome, really nice kid. We don't play till next semester so hopefully I can make it to every practice next semester. Oh man I am excited, I like playing lax I just hated the coach and the enviornment so hopefully this will be a more positive experience!

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I know I say it a lot and those around me prolly think I say it too much and don't mean it as much as I said it the first time... because that is just human nature, but in this case I mean it every time I say it just as much as the first time I said it, because she has proven over and over to be... AMAZING. Yes, my mother is incredi-mazing, and above all I admire her strength, her optimism, her trust, honesty and love. Over the past two months our relationship has grown into a different kind, we're dealing with a different playing field, and not only is it different because my life is changing, but so is her's and so together we make the best team I think. I am so glad that I am now sharing with her a part of my life that I never did before... because I have no idea where I would be if I didn't. Not to say that I am letting my mother solve all my problems or tell me what to do, not at all, but when I am stuck... really stuck... no matter how many times I am beaten over the head with the same words from every one of my friends, hearing it from the mother is always different. She can articulate ideas to perfection, hitting exactly the right chordes in my heart and head. We have this understanding of each other and without saying a thing she knows what is up. She knows how to address problems she sees without saying much, without offending me, or having it backfire on her... she has a way with snapping me back into place u might say. Even if at the time I don't appreciate or want to hear what she has to say, I always understand and am grateful afterward. They say that there is a mother-daughter connection formed during those 9 months of pregnancy... I however, think that that connection is formed during the first 21 years of life together. But I don't want to preach on the whole nature vs nurture thing aggggain, so. With all this said, my mother is very wise and I am grateful to be entering this new stage in my life with her right by my side when I need. What I got out of our conversation last night (the parts that can be shared)... Be less serious, have fun, follow ur gut instincts cuz they are usually right and explore. We'll see how well I can follow her advise.

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