Here are a few updates in my life (after all, that's part of the reason why this blog exists, right? Th other reason is to make a record of all the jokes that aren't really funny but need a home anyways) :
While things are starting to speed up in terms of school work (midterms and papers, ach), other things are starting to wind down. It's hard for me to articulate exactly what I mean by that but I'm just feeling a general stupor draw over many aspects of my life. Much of that stupor is intentional but some I've just stumbled into without meaning to at all...
I have heard back from YouthWorks and they have decided not to hire me. Rather than be in a state of denial about the whole thing, I've decided that it's healthier to trust in my heavenly Father who has a purpose and a plan for every second of time that He has allowed me to be on this earth. So, I'm not denying that this news was very upsetting and disconcerting but it's obvious that God does not intend for me to spend my summer that way. He's shown me time and again that when one seemingly perfect "plan" goes awry, He has another far better plan already in the works.
The result of this news? I am applying to many scholarships right now to alleviate some of the excess that study abroad will incur. I am very excited about that season in my life! It's impossible for them to not accept me into the program...after all, they ask, will you shell over loads of cash towards our program? Yes. You're in. And that's how it works.
One last thing. My 20th birthday is next week! This may seem like good news. Ladies and gentlemen are riveted to their seats kind of news but alas, my birthday falls during midterms. Hoorah! Not really... I myself have a paper due the following day and a midterm the day after that. I'm starting to wonder if I really have time to celebrate at all... Oh well, it's not like I'm turning 21 or anything important like that!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
This is one of those "God Rocks" kinds of posts
I am truly in awe of everything that God is doing in my life. He has given me peace about so many things:
1) Katie M. becoming a Christian. This is something that I saw as part of a vague, distant future but for it to happen last night (I'm really regretting not skipping the SYE meeting to go) at the Revival is incredible. This means I officially have a new sister! I want to get to know her more as a person (not because she's now a Christian) but because I think she's a pretty great gal!
2) This one is still a work in progress: YouthWorks. Yes, I am still in the process of waiting to find out whether or not I'm hired but God is giving me peace about the whole thing. Regardless of what happens, I know that God has a great plan for me this summer and will use me wherever He puts me. I'm still experiencing some anxiety (kind of like the anxiety you got when you were waiting for college acceptance/rejection letters) but slowly God is taking that anxiety and turning it into a greater sense of trust in His perfect plan.
3) I finally have been consistent with my QT's. This is not really a normal thing for me because it was never really been part of my Christian education (Sunday School and confirmation). I'm not saying that I don't incorporate prayer into my life on a daily basis but when prayer is not accompanied by God's word, it becomes very shallow and self-centered. I'm reading a few Psalms every night; not in any particular order but whatever part of Psalms I happen to flip open to, I read. His word pierces me and convicts me every time. A few verses from Psalms that especially stood out to me are:
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom;
all those who practice it have a good understanding.
His praise endures forever!
Psalm 111:10
Know that the Lord, he is God!
It is he who made us, and we are his; [or and not we ourselves]
we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Psalm 100:3
Splendor and majesty are before him;
strength and beauty are in his sanctuary.
Psalm 96:6
Take a few moments to reflect on these verses and thank God for who He is because after all, God rocks!
1) Katie M. becoming a Christian. This is something that I saw as part of a vague, distant future but for it to happen last night (I'm really regretting not skipping the SYE meeting to go) at the Revival is incredible. This means I officially have a new sister! I want to get to know her more as a person (not because she's now a Christian) but because I think she's a pretty great gal!
2) This one is still a work in progress: YouthWorks. Yes, I am still in the process of waiting to find out whether or not I'm hired but God is giving me peace about the whole thing. Regardless of what happens, I know that God has a great plan for me this summer and will use me wherever He puts me. I'm still experiencing some anxiety (kind of like the anxiety you got when you were waiting for college acceptance/rejection letters) but slowly God is taking that anxiety and turning it into a greater sense of trust in His perfect plan.
3) I finally have been consistent with my QT's. This is not really a normal thing for me because it was never really been part of my Christian education (Sunday School and confirmation). I'm not saying that I don't incorporate prayer into my life on a daily basis but when prayer is not accompanied by God's word, it becomes very shallow and self-centered. I'm reading a few Psalms every night; not in any particular order but whatever part of Psalms I happen to flip open to, I read. His word pierces me and convicts me every time. A few verses from Psalms that especially stood out to me are:
The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom;
all those who practice it have a good understanding.
His praise endures forever!
Psalm 111:10
Know that the Lord, he is God!
It is he who made us, and we are his; [or and not we ourselves]
we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
Psalm 100:3
Splendor and majesty are before him;
strength and beauty are in his sanctuary.
Psalm 96:6
Take a few moments to reflect on these verses and thank God for who He is because after all, God rocks!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
WHY am I such an idiot? (Please don't disagree with me here)
So I think I might have set a record today; at least for myself. I broke not one but two phones in the course of three hours. Here's what happened (I sound like Monk when I say that...). I was thinking about how I was expecting a call on my cell phone on Monday to found out if I'm hired for my summer job when it hit me. My phone is currently in the spin cycle of the washing machine.
I race downstairs hoping to prove myself wrong but instead I'm confirmed in my suspicions. I reach inside the washer, pull out the phone that is making a loud humming noise and proceed to open it up. Of course it's waterlogged and when I press the ON button, the screen flashes at me as if lightening is caught inside.
"MOM..." I wail in despair " I think I broke my phone," showing her the phone that is now buzzing even louder. "Take the battery out and let it dry. I've dropped many a phone in the toilet and all it takes is waiting for it to dry out." I take the battery out of the phone and the humming ceases at least then flinging the phone onto the desk, I sigh in defeat.
"Annie has that phone that Jessica just gave her. It has a keypad and everything." 'Hm.' I think 'one of Jessica's cast-offs...this has potential.' Jessica is the type of girl whose phone is replaced by her parents about every three to six months. She decks it out with ringtones, backgrounds, you name it, she has it.
Mom tells me that it's in Annie's room somewhere. I head upstairs to her room to look for it. After plundering her drawers in the search, Mom finds it on the table in the upstairs hallway. I seize it my hands. It's even better than I imagined it. This phone has dozens of ring tones (a few that I actually like but the fact that it can make noise when people call is what fascinates me; my old lemon that just took a ride in the washing machine became incapable of ringing about a week after I got it.)
I start fiddling with the settings and the keypad that pulls out and the backgrounds. The phone also came with two protective "skins"; one red and one black. Since the phone has a few minor scratches on it, I try out the red skin first. That's when I decide that black would probably look better. However, I can't get the first skin off at all. I practically rip off my fingernails in the process of trying to get the darn thing off and the bottom half eventually does come off. The top half is more difficult. Straining with my nails and pushing against the phone's screen is too much for it. The screen cracks from the inside...'Oh no, I'm screwed.'
Yes, I will spare my readers from the drama that inevitably follows an event such as this. Annie yelling at me, me internally yelling at myself...so on and so forth...
I did however purchase a new phone for myself because Annie at least has a phone at present and I do not. Some things take precedence. I ordered it off ebay and just hope and pray that it works. Here's a picture:
I race downstairs hoping to prove myself wrong but instead I'm confirmed in my suspicions. I reach inside the washer, pull out the phone that is making a loud humming noise and proceed to open it up. Of course it's waterlogged and when I press the ON button, the screen flashes at me as if lightening is caught inside.
"MOM..." I wail in despair " I think I broke my phone," showing her the phone that is now buzzing even louder. "Take the battery out and let it dry. I've dropped many a phone in the toilet and all it takes is waiting for it to dry out." I take the battery out of the phone and the humming ceases at least then flinging the phone onto the desk, I sigh in defeat.
"Annie has that phone that Jessica just gave her. It has a keypad and everything." 'Hm.' I think 'one of Jessica's cast-offs...this has potential.' Jessica is the type of girl whose phone is replaced by her parents about every three to six months. She decks it out with ringtones, backgrounds, you name it, she has it.
Mom tells me that it's in Annie's room somewhere. I head upstairs to her room to look for it. After plundering her drawers in the search, Mom finds it on the table in the upstairs hallway. I seize it my hands. It's even better than I imagined it. This phone has dozens of ring tones (a few that I actually like but the fact that it can make noise when people call is what fascinates me; my old lemon that just took a ride in the washing machine became incapable of ringing about a week after I got it.)
I start fiddling with the settings and the keypad that pulls out and the backgrounds. The phone also came with two protective "skins"; one red and one black. Since the phone has a few minor scratches on it, I try out the red skin first. That's when I decide that black would probably look better. However, I can't get the first skin off at all. I practically rip off my fingernails in the process of trying to get the darn thing off and the bottom half eventually does come off. The top half is more difficult. Straining with my nails and pushing against the phone's screen is too much for it. The screen cracks from the inside...'Oh no, I'm screwed.'
Yes, I will spare my readers from the drama that inevitably follows an event such as this. Annie yelling at me, me internally yelling at myself...so on and so forth...
I did however purchase a new phone for myself because Annie at least has a phone at present and I do not. Some things take precedence. I ordered it off ebay and just hope and pray that it works. Here's a picture:
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
They won't even see it coming
The cockroaches I mean. Just yesterday, I was minding my own business (reading Bleak House, of course) when a creature of magnificent proportions scuttled across the floor of my dorm room. I freaked out. Yes, the girlish scream and the standing on furniture and all that. This is the same girl who used to go kill the evil crickets for my older sister when we were younger. Maybe it's just the fact that cockroaches are really, really icky (for lack of a more apt word). This one, whom I have named King Creeper III, had the nerve to come out in full daylight into the very center of the carpet!
So amidst my screaming and Ashley (my roommate) telling me to calm down, it scuttles off to the edge of the carpet. Ashley, cup in hand, tells me grab a paper so that she can capture the thing. THIS IS WAR. There are no prisoners of war in this battle; I want blood. I grab part of the worship bulletin from Sunday's service at New Life, hand it to her, and she approaches the King slowly...that's when he scurries away into Ashley's closet. EW. So I'm tricked into thinking that the pestilence is contained...WRONG. I'm told later that cockroaches can easily creep underneath doors or any small entrance. Oh yeah, to make things even better, I'm told that for every cockroach you see, there are about 60-1,000 of his friends who are also making their residence close by.
As I write this, I am furiously stamping my feet and have all the lights on because according to my research, cockroaches don't like light or noise. You can imagine how much I was stamping when I was actually conducting the research and looking at the pictures and learning their habits (whoever said that these critters are clean creatures lied; they are not).
I have a solution; much akin to the Final Solution but with a much better end in mind. I found (also on wikipedia) a trap that is really inexpensive to make called the Vegas roach trap: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vegas_roach_trap I can't wait to finish eating the pickles I have in the fridge so I can actually make one.
ARGH. How did I let myself get here? I need to read 70 pages of Bleak House tonight! Yikes and good night.
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