hello again

Dear Blogspot blog, I have not forgotten you...nor my readers.

So much has happened this year I don't even know where to start...I'll tell you soon.

clear, dry day.

As I walked to the Psych building to turn in my paper about human brain development, I felt uneasy. It was not a cold feeling, though the wind went straight through my sweatshirt, but on the contrary, it felt as if my entire trunk had been put in a furnace for 10 seconds. Walking down to the basement, my heart started to race, and getting to the door I caught my breath.

My Psych teacher is by no means a scary man, he's fun and has good stories, and his class layout is helpful and promotes good grades. Why was I nervous?

I handed him my paper and said, "Thisprojectwasfunilikedit

itwasfuntodoilike psychology..." He looked at me and said, "well...good." and smiled politely. I existed briskly.

As soon as I left I felt better, but I also realized I've become somewhat afraid of talking to professors. HOW? WHY!? I am the same way when I go see my advisor, I get nervous.

I think I've written before about how sometimes it feels like some teachers are trying to make it harder for students to do well, not easier...well, I think that has infiltrated the makeup of my mind to the point of making me nervous around them even if they are wonderful teachers...this isn't good. I'm going to BE a teacher.

But I will be one that teaches out of respect and encouragement. I wont be lazy, I wont be judgmental, I wont be out to trick my students, and I wont be uninvolved. I most DEFINITELY will NOT have every piece of homework, and every test online. I hate online schooling. It has been my downfall and I HATE IT.

I'm having a wonderful day, nothing has gone wrong, lots of stuff has gone well, but I just hope I can get over this impractical anxiety around those that control my college career.

good answer

Today someone asked my friend Seth, "What do you want to do with your life? Don't just say serve God, cuz that's a given." Seth thought for a little bit and said, "I want to be a father first, a husband second, and a teacher third." It was the best answer to that whole "what do you want to be?" question I've ever heard.

To my sister...

for my best friend...


I pray you'll be her eyes, and watch her where she goes.
And help her to be wise in times when she doesn't know
Let this be her prayer, when she loses her way
Lead her to the place, guide her with your grace
To a place where she'll be safe

ALOHA

Hello, old blog..

You seem to have almost been forgotten by me, but I'd never leave you like that. Mamma's home, it's ok..

Today in Moscow is a beautiful fall day. It's almost 80 degrees, with this WONDERFUL wind that blows my hair around in just the perfect way. Any camera shot would make it look like I'm carrying a fan around with me. The leaves are wilting the smallest bit, and pieces of yellow and orange are starting to take over...it's begun.

Arbor

There's always room for improvement in a person's life. Doesn't it just make sense to conclude that if someone's content in one, single spot of their life they are content to not grow? We should be as trees; always striving to become more, always trying to produce the most we can, always reaching towards heaven, always open to growth.

Silky Milk.

...But I do know one and one is two, and if this one could be with you what a wonderful world this would be...

Update of the life of Kelbo J. Heebs;

April 19th- I get hit in the head with a frisbee golf frisbee (like a light discus) and start bleeding profusely. I think I permanently got the song Dancing in the Moonlight stuck in my head...I got hit near my frontal lobe, got 12 stitches, and I've been assertive and bolder ever since.


May 3rd- I help one of my oldest friends move out secretly. It was sad, scary, comforting, and promising all at the same time. Yesterday was a very emotionally exhausting day for me. My friend is now on her own, and things are going to be ok for her...I know it.

May 4th-15th- School School School. It's dead week, and then next week is the last week of school. I can't believe it! It all went by so fast, and this year has been incredibly memorable. I have had lots of good experiences, a few bad grades, but I've learned a lot about everything...this year was mostly lessons learned when it came to dating. I have a few hundred stories from that genre of life this year, but let's just say I'm not sad that I'm single because if I weren't I would have settled somewhere along the way. Never Settle.

Though I'm a total stress puppy full of hopeless romanticism, and random spurts of identity loss at the moment, I am at peace with everything shady going on in my life such as grades, and other parts of my 21 year old life. I really, truly am tired of caring to the point of me not wanting to care SO much that God has granted me peace...at least at this moment. It sounds strange, but worrying about everything so much bored me to the point of not caring cuz I got so sick of worrying. It sounds weird, but if you look deep enough I'm sure you can relate.

I am Kelsey Hebert.
God is in control of my destiny.
I am my father's daughter.
I have my mamma's smile.
My sisters are amazing,
my friends are the most fun people on earth,
and I live in the safest town one could ever immagine.
My life is good.