planes, trains, and automobiles

here's the thing.  i'm kind of in georgia.  not the country, but the state.  i know, awesome right?!  i can't believe that we're already getting started!  i know i'm in for the summer of a lifetime.

today wasn't all peaches and cream, though.  i'm only here sitting in my bed at good ole' truett mcconnell college after approximately 6 hours of traveling by way of planes, trains and automobiles (yes, all 3, and some in multiples), lugging luggage (what else do you do with luggage?) equivalent to the weight of the average 9th grade girl, a low caloric intake for the day, a trip to walmart, and a very, very cold shower.  but the Lord is still worthy of praise and i just see today as my initiation.  i gotta toughen up somehow!  might as well get it all in in one day.

that's all i have to report for now.  this was short, but don't judge me.  it's been a long day, friends!  i'll keep this updated as best as i can throughout the summer!  thank you to all of those who are praying for me and who have me in your thoughts.  those prayers are definitely needed and appreciated as i act as a servant of the Lord this summer.  love y'all! 

 

 

 

goodness, i'm gonna miss texas!

night thoughts

i recommend playing the video in the background while you read.  the images aren't important, i only care about the song right now :)

hello, and welcome to my brain at 3:17 a.m.  yes, mama, i know i should be in bed but i made the mistake of drinking coffee and beginning to clean and pack.  dangerous combination.  the thing is that once i start on a "project" it's very hard for me to stop.  why stop when i'm on a roll, right?  right. 

even though i'm "cleaning", my room is currently in a state of disarray, which is definitely not how i am accustomed to keeping it.  it's usually almost spotless, or at least tidy, and there's no way i'm gonna be able to sleep with the room lookin all jank so i have to continue to clean, organize, and pack until i can find a suitable stopping point.  woe is me, but we all have our burdens to bare, i suppose.

i don't mind though.  i'm usually most productive in the wee hours of the morning.  i do a lot of cleaning, organizing, folding, and working at that time.  also, here's a little tidbit of info for ya - about 80% of the blogs that i post were written pretty late the night before they were actually posted.  i also do some of my best thinking and creating late at night.  in the words of catherine o'hara:

"night time is really the best time to work.  all the ideas are there to be yours because everyone else is asleep."

wise woman.  so basically i'm just a night owl in every sense of the word.  this is fine with me except for the fact that the rest of the world runs on a very different internal clock than i do.  so either i need to change my schedule, or the rest of the world should overhaul theirs...i prefer the latter, but the former is more likely to actually happen.  i'll keep you updated on how that works out.

since we're discussing the night already, i think it's important to note that i only have 2 (well by now it's closer to 1 1/2) more nights at school until i go home.  it's a bitter sweet feeling.  nights on campus are very different from nights at home, and i like it.  being here has made me notice a few things, one is that birds don't necessarily notice the night.  i have heard birds singing and chirping away on more than one occasion in the early hours of the morning.  it's almost as if they're blind.  they don't care that the sun isn't out or that there are no people around.  they sing their song regardless.  paul mccartney knew what he was talking about.

anyway, i better get back to doing my thang.  i'm already behind schedule.  goodnight!

7 moe

WARNING!!!!!  This blog contains a fair amount of philosophical reminiscence.  Continue at your own risk.

holy shamoly i have a week left of my freshman year of college.  qwertyuiopasdfghjklzxcvbnm!!!111!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!1!!!!!!11!!!!!!!!  this has been an interesting year, to say the least.  probably one of the most interesting of my life, and although i (mostly my parents.  thank you, mama and daddy!) have given so much to be here (somewhere close to 20 grand) i think i can safely say that i'm walking away with something of much greater value.  but that's what college is all about right?

this year has taught me so much about what it means to be a person in this world; what it means to live among other people who may or may not share my view or opinions; what it means to love others unconditionally; what it means to accept when i'm wrong and to forgive others when they are; what it means to take care of myself, both physically and emotionally; what it means to accept love and grace when it's given instead of pushing it away; what it means to live for my God...oh yeah!  and i learned some things in class too.  whatevs

E'how (shout out to my daniels girls), i would not change my freshman year for anything.  i'll take the good and the bad all mixed together on my plate.  it's okay with me that i injured or put myself in danger on more than one occasion.  remember when i cut my foot open and got in a car crash?.

or when i did this at work?

i'm so happy that i did really well in my government classes both semesters cause i was horr-i-ble at government in high school.  i love that i landed 2 jobs within a few weeks of each other.  it's fine that i went through a few rough patches with friends, it's only made me respect and love them more.  it's really cool that i've made deep connections with people who i've known on the surface for many many years but never saw clearly until now.  the snowpocalypse in february that kept us out of school for 6 days was such a cool time (ha! litrally!) i love that God has taken hold of my heart and is fiercely unwilling to let it go!

and i love that i started this blog which i intend to continue.  i love writing, both in blog form and in a creative sense.  it's so fun to go back to those old pieces of writing and remember what was happening in my life at the time.  someone's writing style can tell you a lot about them...so what has my writing told you about me?  don't answer that.  or at least not in comment form.  i don't want the world to think that you think i'm stupid based on what i write.  that's not cool, yo.

i know that my life is not the most interesting one, and for the life of me i don't know why you people read these posts, but it doesn't have to be.  i'm content with the life God is leading me through, so long as he stays by my side.

i have 7.  moe.  days.  just 7, and i can only hope that the last 7 are as meaningful as the first...ehhhh roughly 180-200 were :)