Sunday, April 27, 2008


Ok, im almost done...days away actually, and super excited and happy about going home and to see all my friends, but at the same time, i'm really struggling with leaving here. I don't want to leave everyone. I know this is the same thing i posted last time, but it's true. Anyway, finals have been going well. Ive been pretty happy with it. ok, so i really don't have much to say, but rachel wanted me to blog, so im just adding pics :-)

Monday, April 21, 2008

Almost done...

School is almost over. I can’t believe I have been here for nine months. Life is flying by faster than I can hold on sometimes, but the times I do grab hold are amazing. I can’t believe how much I have been blessed here this year. The friends I’ve found along the way are absolutely amazing. I can see God’s hand moving in my life this semester to bring the people into my life that He did. When I got here, I was terrified. I knew no one, but through a series of seemingly coincidental events, I have come to make some of my best friends here. Good thing I ascribe to the “you can have more than one best friend” philosophy. Otherwise I would be in some trouble. So yep, here is another “friend” post and if you’ve been reading my blog for any amount of time you know I can get sappy….but I won’t J I just wanted to say that all of them are great and crazy, which makes them a ton of fun…im praying for all of you in the last few weeks of school…and as for all you other awesome friends out there, I’m planning on seeing most of you within the next few weeks!! Here are some pics...sadly not everyone went that night...

Friday, April 18, 2008

Procrastination = Exhaustion

It's 2:05am...and i'm taking a break. I say a break because i still have a lot to do tonight...or this morning or whatever i'm currently surviving. I say surviving because that is precisely what i'm doing. I'm trying to keep my head above the waters of projects, papers, and those annoying little assignments that you never seem to finish during the semester. I am at the point where staring at my computer screen just isn't making much sense. It seems like words are pluralizing themselves or putting themselves in past tense, even when i don't ask them to. I'll write a sentence, and it looks like an eight year old was typing blindfolded after spinning in a circle ten times. Let me describe my current surroundings to you, because that is just what i need, to spend some time in some descriptive writing to wake my brain up...or maybe i just need more coffee. I am sitting in the dorm hallway staring at doors which are gateways to rooms full of slumbering people who have a much better work ethich than i do. The lights in the hallway are bright...which is nice because for the longest time, hiedi lost the little tool thing to turn the lights on and off, so they were stuck in some kind of half on, half off purgatory. To my left are two other girls working on struggling throught the same paper i am breaking from, and the other studying for something that has to do with nursing. Directly beside me is my notebook, opened to the syllabus for National Government where i find all of my requirements for aforementioned paper. To my right, i have spread out my belonging. I have a bag of pretzels that i have to snack on while i write. Next to that is my empty coffee cup, which i'm wishing wasn't empty. My coffee maker, which i moved out to the hallway so that my coffee cup could remain filled tonight is sitting vancant because i don't have the motivation to get up an make another cup. And finally, there sits my crumpled robe in a pitiful pile on the floor. I got it out for a time of reminisencing about the good old days when i could be dressed in layers, but if i wasn't in a skirt, i had to wear that beautiful robe i've had forever. O, wow, so both of the girls who were studying have gotten up and dispersed to various locations. The bathroom is always a popular destination this late at night because people drink caffeinne in high doses to maintian some degree of alertness. Well, i've just taken a 15 min break from my paper, and i think i'm awake...ok not really...not at all, but i gotta get back to the paper. I hope you are all sleeping soundly in your comfy beds and dreaming about fluffy sheep named Bob and Frank that drive fast cars :-)

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Not what i should be...

Well, just to begin, i am not currently doing what i should be. What is that you ask? Well, its probably that powerpoint for that huge presentation i have on monday. I have this twenty minute presentation to give on the history and discrimination of Native Americans, and as of right now, its looking like a good five minutes if throw in an activity. O well, i have a red bull that i've been saving for just such an occasion, and i plan on using it in about an hour. I just can't seem to get into this project. Maybe it's all the distractions i've been encountering lately.

Yesterday was just one of those days where everything goes wrong. Little having my ride home fall having to work in an unfamiliar environment, not knowing where anything is, and seemingly assuring parents that i have no competence whatsoever to watch their children...then staying at work an extra half hour trying to figure out how to close the room in which i had never previously worked. Then, after finally being able to return to my dorm room, imagine my suprise when i got on a national news site, only to read that the airline on which i was going to fly to TN decided to cease operations immediately, so much for that great fifty dollar travel voucher they sent me.

Then i had a discussion with a good friend of mine of how fake Christians are, and the sad fact is, as a whole, Christians can't dispute the fact. Where have all the genuine Christians who want to live their lives to impact others gone? When did we fall into this rut of wanting to look like we deserve God's mercy? Heads up people...we don't deserve it. Don't you remember? Christ ate with the publicans and sinners, not the Pharisees who seemed to have it all put together. If God was coming for the perfect, He wouldn't have come at all...we all fail. But God loved us, and when we were horrible wretched sinners, He reached down and gave us His Son. So, why can't we reach out to that neighbor who has an old box from a 12-pack in his trash every week. Why can't we share the gospel with that girl who is expecting a little girl in a few months that she is going to be raising alone? Never forget who you were before Christ came into your life. You're a sinner. You're responible for the nails that were pounded into Christ's wrists. But what a blessing that He did it as a free gift for us. How amazing that He loved a wretched sinner so much that He died for them...for me...for you? And yet we can't even bear looking at the person next door. Since when is it our choice who to share God's love with? Guess im not what i should be...