second anchor line

here he is!

Meet Milo. 1996, a lot of miles, but still going strong. Beep beep, I'm a truck owner.












It's been a long journey with a lot of flat tires and bad transmissions, but in the end it worked out. To the glory.

I've been relaxing and bathing. And there's this song, you may have heard of it. But there is a line and it goes like this like: when I look into my nephew's eyes. Man you wouldn't believe, the most amazing things, that can come from some terrible lies.

 _____________________________
beautyinthebreakdown. redemption and grace. that's what's up.

you chewed me up and spit me out

“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.”












can i get a witness

noone's listening

well that's awkward. i don't have a car.

but i have a lot of feelings, and they don't even matter. but it makes sense in my head and my heart so i'm okay with it.

here's the key to the ignition

cars. hate them. love them. gotta have them, barely live without them.

1997 Jetta

I almost had this puppy at the beginning of the semester. But, the guy was selling it for 900 and that was way over my limit at that point.

90 Honda Accord

This guy was almost mine for 700 dollars, until the girl was not ready to sell it yet. Boo, I was literally upset.

1997 Jetta

That is when I went back to this guy. The guy dropped the price by a lot. However, God is on my side and a random young cowboy went with me to look at it, and the tranny is going bad. Too bad because I totally would have been all over this. JETTA'S are my dream car. LOVE.











Then goes a list of random craiglists.

Until, by the grace, I found her. Or him. I haven't even met the fella yet, but my mom went and looked at a 94 cav.

 Now I can take you to your best friend's house.



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side note: running? check.

we sound much better

This is my vow that I am going to run EVERYDAY until Christmas break. Then I'll decide what to do from there. Oh my gosh wish me and my shins luck.

every single summer

I'm in Demoss Hall. It's like 11:00 PM, and I'm crying. I'm not crying for any particular reason and I'm just sad. No one made me sad, it is just that time when things are sad.

This happens for girls from time to time. I'm drowning in my tears and I'm sad and I'm crying and then I start to think about my day. I think about the fact that I was there when someone accepted Christ earlier that day. That I watched a man's soul go from death to life in a instant. I watched a man answer God's calling for his life. I watched this man trust God. Just a man, who doesn't deserve it. I don't deserve, neither do any other of my Christian friends. We are people to be pitied and spit upon, but we are forgiven, loved and rejoiced over. Unconditionally, God is there for us. Always. A man trusted JESUS and now this guy will be forever changed.

Suddenly, I wasn't as sad anymore.

tune my heart to sing thy grace

There has been so much going on. I do not know where to begin. I guess I can start off by saying that I have been running again. I have my first race since the 10 miler this weekend. This one, however, is for the freedom for enslaved girls caught in the sex trafficking in Asia. WHAT. I'm so excited. They give you a name of a girl and you put it on your arm. The whole three point one miles you're constantly aware of the purpose of this run. Jazzed. plus, race days give me the happiest feelings in the whole life of happy.

Hm. Also, I just came back from a state that I have never been to. South Carolina, you have been added to the list of TWELVE. We left Wednesday, spent a lot of money and came back Sunday, with 25 minutes until I had to be at work. I could not ask for a better weekend. Catching the waves with my friends, playing games and getting tan. Burnt for me ;) This weekend was one of those times that if I ever get to go back to Myrtle Beach, I'll remember every detail like I've been there every summer since I was 7. It was special and I'm happy that I got to experience it. My wallet hurts, but a month from now that will not even be a concern of mine. Some of my favorite memories include:

 

Glenn's ice bath.

Experiencing Satan's Lounge

 

Throwing parachute men off the balcony of Captain's Quarters!

 

This

 Catching the sunrise.

Cotton fields

These people who are my FRIENDS

There is just too much to cover the whole weekend. I could write a book on it. Speaking of which, I did read a book. It was good, but I'll probably never read it again. Unless I'm married and my marriage is suffering, aka it was divorce and the miracle of a couple staying together. Touching. Really.

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Side note.
I've started to read a devotional called, Soul Detox. Laugh all you want, because I did, too. The title is corny and sometimes I wish it would go deeper. However, the truth is that I have been so convicted. God is at work, and He is testing me so much and I am excited to see His faithfulness in the end.



Another side note. BRING ON THE COOKIES AND CAKE, Thursday. peace n blessings yall

"The miracle isn't that I finished. The miracle is that I had the courage to start."

I "ran" ten miles. I use that word loosely, but I finished ten miles. My goal?!?!?!? 2 hours, but I told myself I'd be okay with 2.15.


I GOT 2.15.

THAT'S MY GUN TIME. NOT THE CHIP TIME. I'M NOT LYING!!




Ohmgosh I'm on fire. WHEN'S
THE
NEXT
RACE!!!

angry blog

"I knew that in a hearbeart those two little girls were going to go from Blues Clues to Jersey Shore. In a heartbeat those hearts of those little girls would turn into jaded thirteen, fourteen year old girls that know that their only value in this world is their ability to attract the opposite sex."

Phil Vischer spoke these words at Convocation a few weeks back. These words have stuck with me and I can't get them out of my head. They actually kindof make me angry, too. They make me angry because they're true and a lot of the time the truth can hurt.





grr I want to get even.

Standing on the Sharptop, looking just how far we got

Every Saturday, me and a few friends (more like 60 people) head out to a low-income neighborhood and we build relationships with the families we meet. Our ultimate goal is to love on them like Jesus loves on us. Like He already loves on them. The best part is that... I get to be apart of this.

Yesterday was a really good day because my group met this woman who is already a Christian. I get so encouraged to meet anyone in any stage of life worshiping the onehighking.

Afterwards, Jaja, Roxanne and myself went to the j.Crew warehouse sale.

That's all of us, there. We got some good deals, but it's been better.

After that, we climbed up sharp top mountain with some of our friends (former bros and current friends).

We met up at 5:30 and took the long drive to the mountain where we got out and took the long hike to the top. It's really not that long. At one point, there was two roads diverged into wood... and Roxie and I took the road less traveled and it made all of the difference. It was nice though, and we got to to the top where it was windy and our backs were sweaty therefore we could.not.get.warm. The stars were so clear and it literally looked like the sky had acne, but you wanted to stop and star and be in awestruck wonder at the magnificent beauty of it all.
We started a fire and just had a great time.

Afterwards, we came down the paved road since we left too late to go down the trail with about ten people and two flashlights.
Went to cookout, got some shut eye and really put this night in the archives of awesome.

making all things new

Natasha Washburn is married. She is now Natasha Coan and she was my RA three years ago. It is crazy to think back to those days, but in all reality I can only think of the good times. The laughs and the late nights and the good changes.

Sitting at her wedding and seeing Lauren, and sitting next to Katie, Roxie and Alyssa I flashed back to 2009. I flash back to Alyssa coming in (out of dress code) and how I stole Katie's bed. I remember going to wal-mart that first night with my mom, Cierrah and Greg so scared that my roommates hate me. I read my journal that summer before I came and I made me laugh because I talked about how scared I was to be here. To come and talk to these people. Looking back at that year, I see that now that it is apart of my story and I would not change it for anything.

This is my fourth year of Lynchburg and while I graduated, I owe myself a fourth year. It's strange really, walking around and knowing everyone but knowing no one in the same breath. I've been working, taking Graduate Level classes and trying to really find direction in my life. But right now, God has me where he wants me. No car, a student-worker job, and a whole lot of debt.

When I think about what God wants to have for my life I get excited. Literally, He is writing this great story and all I get to o is sit back and enjoy it. Any work for me is counted as a joy that I am serving this great high priest (his name is love). Let's do this, and let's make this new season in my life become the usual story to be retold three years from now. Literally, God has appointed everything for a reason and whom shall I fear? bloooooppp Glory Baby!

reason #1

I ran seven miles last night. First off - that's the farthest I've gone. It's incredible to say that instead of 6.5. Not only that, but I have not be training like I should have been and so the fact that I went the farthest is INCREDIBLE.

Second off - At the three mile mark, I had my PR! I'm getting so pumped about this ten miler, and if all else fails I know that I can at least finish it. I was getting scared but now I know that if I just get into the mind set, it'll happen.

I won't be first, I might be last but I'll finish.



:DDDDDD

look um in the face and say

When I think about my past prayer groups, I realize how much they helped me as a Christian. As a person.

Here's a shout out to:

Carly
Lauren
Heidi
Cheryl
Cassie
Bethany
Sophia
Rachel
Abby
Brittany.


I thank God that He let me be a leader in your life. I hope I didn't fail too bad.

KNEW IT

KNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW ITKNEW IT

a single spine

Note to self... I miss you terribly. How funny would that be if I meant that seriously?

But seriously, shutting PEOPLE out because I want to BE SAFE is not going to work.

Cause I'm a (previous) history major.

taking it a season or two back

I'll be alright. I'll always be alright. I could be kicking and screaming in the middle of the room, and I'll be alright.

smacks of jealousy

To anyone who actually reads this... so no one:
Have you ever had a moment when you realize everything you've ever thought about something just gets shattered?
I know I have. Sometimes it's for the good and sometimes it's for the BAD.
I'm not going to give any particular names or instances here for the sake that this is a public forum, but there are some people in my life that have pumped information into my brain that I thought to be true. And while it did not affect the way that I viewed people as if I liked them or not, but it did affect the way that I thought that they were in general. I thought about it a lot, and I was thinking where it could all come from. Then it hit me, jealously.
It's so funny how girls are jealous and they'll subconsciously make up reasons as to why things are going the way that they are. To justify why a girl is getting something that they wish they could have, it's something that they want and they don't understand why they don't have it themselves.

This is my effort to not do this. It'll be hard since it seems to stem into the origin our being.

can I explore?

Remember a few posts ago when I said, "I HATE SUMMER" "IT'S COMPARED TO SOMETHING LIKE SCREECHING NAILS ON A CHALKBOARD MIXED WITH DRINKING PEA IN THE DARK" ?

I take it back. This summer has turned out differently than I expected. There are laughs and late nights and fun times a lot of money spent and a lot of money saved. A lot of sweat lost but in a good way, and plenty of self built up. Friends have been deepened..... and broadened. Horizons explored. Movies watched, shows started and homework almost late, but always finished.

I'm tired, and still on the pasty side but this summer is not lonely and it is not private and it is not set apart. Now don't get me wrong my frandz, I am longing for days of PUMPKINS and  SCAREMARE and COOLER WEATHER and running OUTSIDE! But I've enjoyed my time in Lynchburg with its pretty sunsets that can be compared to cotton candy or a spring dress and its mini-golf. It's coming to a close, and for the first time I think I can say that I'm not looking forward to it.

VA TEN MILER UPDATE:

I haven't registered. I started training. Three miles today! Three!! Seven, to go. I'll register for the race this weekend. I'll pack this weekend as well, for next week, I move to another house where I'll owe most of my money to for the next nine months. 

con fuss ing

I've never been around so many people who don't know what is going on. The worst part is that they are paid to know.

found the Irish a bit odd

Who says that punctuation has to be accurate. Not me? Try again, teach!

i do not exist

debbie downs. that's how i feel right now. but i am on my break, and I thought about it. What is worse than this? Standing for 9 hours straight, asking every customer how they are. Every customer is every citizen in the whole tri-state area.
So this is okay. I'm alright, guys. A OK.

here's the skibby

So, I'm starting this training on July 16th. Until then, I'm just getting back into running and making sure that I can actually do it. Today, I went for just another 25 minutes. It's so doggon hot outside which makes it harder since I'm an ice runner. If I could only wake up earlier... and not hit snooze at least 20 times. Anyway.

I'm headed to be determined to make it all the way to NYC. If you take a boltbus it's not too expensive and it's a lot of fun and I really want to do it.


So I will.

big lights inspired me

uno

Yo. I just went for my first run.

....... it sucked, but it's a progress :)

Put your iPod on Shuffle and see what the soundtrack of your life would be.
Opening Credits: Made For You - Onerepublic
Waking Up:  Identity Crisis - Thrice
Falling in Love:  Brothersport - Animal Collective
Fight Song:  My Stupid Mouth - John Mayer
Breaking Up:  In The End - David Crowder
Life’s Ok:  Yellow Belly - Thrice
Getting Back Together: The Hat - Ingrid Michaelson
Wedding: A Melody, The Memory - Mae
Birth of Child: Never Now - Love to All
Final Battle: Assailants - Lydia
Death Scene: Returning The Smile You Have - Emery
Funeral Song: Disconnect The Dots - Of Montreal
End Credits: Until December - You Can't Win, Charlie Brown

fitness motivator

hey ya'll. the ya'll part was just a joke.

I'm training for a ten miler. So this blog will temporarily be a place to updatetalklaughcry about my runs until then. I'm serious about this. Nervous, scared, happy but most importantly excited. I mean nervous.

hurried past me

The summer between 7th and 8th grade is when I realized how much I hate summers. It's hot outside for one. Sweating is the usual, so say goodbye to your straight hair and dry pits. You have to wear less clothes, otherwise you're looked at like a freak. Unless you look like me in summer clothes, then you're still looked at like a freak. Two, all of your friends are divided up and you don't see them for a few months. You spend a lot of alone time, and people get together and you're not invited and it is quiet but not the good kind. Ya know?

I've just always hated summers and this summer isn't proving anything different.

you'll panic less

Around eight pm I went for a run. I drove onto campus. I listened to music. I watched the sunset. I changed my route to run in the sunset. It was pink and fluffy and beautiful. God is beautiful.

lounging is the big thing

The other day I went shopping. At Kohls. Which is funny because I usually hate shopping (unless I have big bucks to spend and things in mind that I want to buy) but I REALLY hate that Kohls tends to have cheap quality and it seems to be the only place that I've bought clothes from this year.

However, I went because I had a gift card. Thank you Aunt Donna.
So I'm shopping and looking. I pick out two things to buy.
A top.
A wristlett. (color-blocking!)

And when I head out the door to leave, I notice think that I'm going to be turning onto 301 ---> main street ---> N. Catherine ---> My home.

All that to say, it honestly felt like I was at home and it was weird. But nice. weird and nice, because Lynchburg is starting to feel like home and not just a place I go to school.

full of unfailing

Lynchburg. Reminds me of Dover. Simple, but so complex.

But it is here that I have found that I can do anything. Nothing is holding me back. If I want to study history I can. If I want to become a runner I can. If I want a tattoo I can do it. If I want to get rid of my car and provide on prayer to get from place to place, I will.
If I decide to change my hair, I can. If I want to go graduate school I can. If I want to make a group of friends, I will. If I want to tear down walls of doubtfearanxiety I will and I can and I did.

I love this place.

can't deny that

I don't need to buy a brick. 
Instead I get to help develop it, one dusty book at a time.

things I want to know

My to-read-list.

• Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - JK Rowling
• Odd Thomas  - Dean Koontz reading!
• 1984 by George Orwell
  The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
  Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
  The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon
  An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser
  Angela’s Ashes by Frank McCourt
  Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
  Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank
  Archidamian War by Donald Kagan
  The Art of Fiction by Henry James
  The Art of War by Sun Tzu
  As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
  Atonement by Ian McEwan
  Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy
  The Awakening by Kate Chopin
  Babe by Dick King-Smith
  Backlash: The Undeclared War Against American Women by Susan Faludi
  Balzac and the Little Chinese Seamstress by Dai Sijie
  Bel Canto by Ann Patchett
  The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
  Beloved by Toni Morrison
  Beowulf: A New Verse Translation by Seamus Heaney
  The Bhagava Gita
  The Bielski Brothers: The True Story of Three Men Who Defied the Nazis, Built a Village in the Forest, and Saved 1,200 Jews by Peter Duffy
  Bitch in Praise of Difficult Women by Elizabeth Wurtzel
  A Bolt from the Blue and Other Essays by Mary McCarthy
  Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
  Brick Lane by Monica Ali
  Bridgadoon by Alan Jay Lerner
  Candide by Voltaire
  The Canterbury Tales by Chaucer
  Carrie by Stephen King
  Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
  The Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger
  Charlotte’s Web by E. B. White
  The Children’s Hour by Lillian Hellman
  Christine by Stephen King
  A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens
  A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
  The Code of the Woosters by P.G. Wodehouse
  The Collected Short Stories by Eudora Welty
  The Collected Stories of Eudora Welty by Eudora Welty
  A Comedy of Errors by William Shakespeare
  Complete Novels by Dawn Powell
  The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
  Complete Stories by Dorothy Parker
  A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole
  The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas père
  Cousin Bette by Honor’e de Balzac
  Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
  The Crimson Petal and the White by Michel Faber
  The Crucible by Arthur Miller
  Cujo by Stephen King
  The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
  Daughter of Fortune by Isabel Allende
  David and Lisa by Dr Theodore Issac Rubin M.D
  David Copperfield by Charles Dickens
  The Da Vinci -Code by Dan Brown
  Dead Souls by Nikolai Gogol
  Demons by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller
  Deenie by Judy Blume
  The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair that Changed America by Erik Larson
  The Dirt: Confessions of the World’s Most Notorious Rock Band by Tommy Lee, Vince Neil, Mick Mars and Nikki Sixx
  The Divine Comedy by Dante
  The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Rebecca Wells
  Don Quijote by Cervantes
  Driving Miss Daisy by Alfred Uhrv
  Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
  Edgar Allan Poe: Complete Tales & Poems by Edgar Allan Poe
  Eleanor Roosevelt by Blanche Wiesen Cook
  The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test by Tom Wolfe
  Ella Minnow Pea: A Novel in Letters by Mark Dunn
  Eloise by Kay Thompson
  Emily the Strange by Roger Reger
  Emma by Jane Austen
  Empire Falls by Richard Russo
  Encyclopedia Brown: Boy Detective by Donald J. Sobol
  Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton
  Ethics by Spinoza
  Europe through the Back Door, 2003 by Rick Steves
  Eva Luna by Isabel Allende
  Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
  Extravagance by Gary Krist
  Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
  Fahrenheit 9/11 by Michael Moore
  The Fall of the Athenian Empire by Donald Kagan
  Fat Land: How Americans Became the Fattest People in the World by Greg Critser
  Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson
  The Fellowship of the Ring: Book 1 of The Lord of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkien
  Fiddler on the Roof by Joseph Stein
  The Five People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom
  Finnegan’s Wake by James Joyce
  Fletch by Gregory McDonald
  Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
  The Fortress of Solitude by Jonathan Lethem
  The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand
  Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
  Franny and Zooey by J. D. Salinger
  Freaky Friday by Mary Rodgers
  Galapagos by Kurt Vonnegut
  Gender Trouble by Judith Butler
  George W. Bushism: The Slate Book of the Accidental Wit and Wisdom of our 43rd President by Jacob Weisberg
  Gidget by Fredrick Kohner
  Girl, Interrupted by Susanna Kaysen
  The Gnostic Gospels by Elaine Pagels
  The Godfather: Book 1 by Mario Puzo
  The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy
  Goldilocks and the Three Bears by Alvin Granowsky
  Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell reading
  The Good Soldier by Ford Maddox Ford
  The Gospel According to Judy Bloom
  The Graduate by Charles Webb
  The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
  The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
  Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
  The Group by Mary McCarthy
  Hamlet by William Shakespeare
  Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by J. K. Rowling
  Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J. K. Rowling
  A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers
  Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad (TBR)
  Helter Skelter: The True Story of the Manson Murders by Vincent Bugliosi and Curt Gentry (TBR)
  Henry IV, part I by William Shakespeare
  Henry IV, part II by William Shakespeare
  Henry V by William Shakespeare
  High Fidelity by Nick Hornby
  The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire by Edward Gibbon
  Holidays on Ice: Stories by David Sedaris
  The Holy Barbarians by Lawrence Lipton
  House of Sand and Fog by Andre Dubus III (Lpr)
  The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende
  How to Breathe Underwater by Julie Orringer
  How the Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss
  How the Light Gets in by M. J. Hyland
  Howl by Allen Gingsburg
  The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo
  The Iliad by Homer
  I’m with the Band by Pamela des Barres
  In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
  Inferno by Dante
  Inherit the Wind by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee
  Iron Weed by William J. Kennedy
  It Takes a Village by Hillary Clinton
  Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë
  The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan
  Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare
  The Jumping Frog by Mark Twain
  The Jungle by Upton Sinclair
  Just a Couple of Days by Tony Vigorito
  The Kitchen Boy: A Novel of the Last Tsar by Robert Alexander
  Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly by Anthony Bourdain
  The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
  Lady Chatterleys’ Lover by D. H. Lawrence
  The Last Empire: Essays 1992-2000 by Gore Vidal
  Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman
  The Legend of Bagger Vance by Steven Pressfield
  Less Than Zero by Bret Easton Ellis
  Letters to a Young Poet by Rainer Maria Rilke
  Lies and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them by Al Franken
  Life of Pi by Yann Martel
  Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens
  The Little Locksmith by Katharine Butler Hathaway
  The Little Match Girl by Hans Christian Andersen
  Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
  Living History by Hillary Rodham Clinton
  Lord of the Flies by William Golding
  The Lottery: And Other Stories by Shirley Jackson
  The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
  The Love Story by Erich Segal
  Macbeth by William Shakespeare – read
  Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
  The Manticore by Robertson Davies
  Marathon Man by William Goldman
  The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov
  Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter by Simone de Beauvoir
  Memoirs of General W. T. Sherman by William Tecumseh Sherman
  Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
  The Meaning of Consuelo by Judith Ortiz Cofer
  Mencken’s Chrestomathy by H. R. Mencken
  The Merry Wives of Windsro by William Shakespeare
  The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka
  Middlesex by Jeffrey Eugenides
  The Miracle Worker by William Gibson
  Moby Dick by Herman Melville
  The Mojo Collection: The Ultimate Music Companion by Jim Irvin
  Moliere: A Biography by Hobart Chatfield Taylor
  A Monetary History of the United States by Milton Friedman
  Monsieur Proust by Celeste Albaret
  A Month Of Sundays: Searching For The Spirit And My Sister by Julie Mars
  A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway
  Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf
  Mutiny on the Bounty by Charles Nordhoff and James Norman Hall
  My Lai 4: A Report on the Massacre and It’s Aftermath by Seymour M. Hersh
  My Life as Author and Editor by H. R. Mencken
  My Life in Orange: Growing Up with the Guru by Tim Guest
  Myra Waldo’s Travel and Motoring Guide to Europe, 1978 by Myra Waldo
  My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult
  The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer
  The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
  The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahiri
  The Nanny Diaries by Emma McLaughlin
  Nervous System: Or, Losing My Mind in Literature by Jan Lars Jensen
  New Poems of Emily Dickinson by Emily Dickinson
  The New Way Things Work by David Macaulay
  Nickel and Dimed by Barbara Ehrenreich
  Night by Elie Wiesel
  Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen – read
  The Norton Anthology of Theory and Criticism by William E. Cain, Laurie A. Finke, Barbara E. Johnson, John P. McGowan
  Novels 1930-1942: Dance Night/Come Back to Sorrento, Turn, Magic Wheel/Angels on Toast/A Time to be Born by Dawn Powell
  Notes of a Dirty Old Man by Charles Bukowski
  Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
  Old School by Tobias Wolff
  On the Road by Jack Kerouac
  One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey
  One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
  The Opposite of Fate: Memories of a Writing Life by Amy Tan
  Oracle Night by Paul Auster
  Oryx and Crake by Margaret Atwood
  Othello by Shakespeare
  Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens
  The Outbreak of the Peloponnesian War by Donald Kagan
  Out of Africa by Isac Dineson
  The Outsiders by S. E. Hinton
  A Passage to India by E.M. Forster
  The Peace of Nicias and the Sicilian Expedition by Donald Kagan
  The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
  Peyton Place by Grace Metalious
  The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
  Pigs at the Trough by Arianna Huffington
  Pinocchio by Carlo Collodi
  Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk Legs McNeil and Gillian McCain
  The Polysyllabic Spree by Nick Hornby
  The Portable Dorothy Parker by Dorothy Parker
  The Portable Nietzche by Fredrich Nietzche
  The Price of Loyalty: George W. Bush, the White House, and the Education of Paul O’Neill by Ron Suskind
  Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
  Property by Valerie Martin
  Pushkin: A Biography by T. J. Binyon
  Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw
  Quattrocento by James Mckean
  A Quiet Storm by Rachel Howzell Hall
  Rapunzel by Grimm Brothers
  The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
  The Razor’s Edge by W. Somerset Maugham
  Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books by Azar Nafisi
  Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier – read
  Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm by Kate Douglas Wiggin
  The Red Tent by Anita Diamant
  Rescuing Patty Hearst: Memories From a Decade Gone Mad by Virginia Holman
  The Return of the King: The Lord of the Rings Book 3 by J. R. R. Tolkien (TBR) – read
  R Is for Ricochet by Sue Grafton
  Rita Hayworth by Stephen King
  Robert’s Rules of Order by Henry Robert
  Roman Holiday by Edith Wharton
  Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare
  A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf
  A Room with a View by E. M. Forster
  Rosemary’s Baby by Ira Levin
  The Rough Guide to Europe, 2003 Edition
  Sacred Time by Ursula Hegi
  Sanctuary by William Faulkner
  Savage Beauty: The Life of Edna St. Vincent Millay by Nancy Milford
  Say Goodbye to Daisy Miller by Henry James
  The Scarecrow of Oz by Frank L. Baum
  The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
  Seabiscuit: An American Legend by Laura Hillenbrand
  The Second Sex by Simone de Beauvoir
  The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd
  Secrets of the Flesh: A Life of Colette by Judith Thurman
  Selected Hotels of Europe
  Selected Letters of Dawn Powell: 1913-1965 by Dawn Powell
  Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen – read
  A Separate Peace by John Knowles
  Several Biographies of Winston Churchill
  Sexus by Henry Miller
  The Shadow of the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon
  Shane by Jack Shaefer
  The Shining by Stephen King
  Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse
  S Is for Silence by Sue Grafton
  Slaughter-house Five by Kurt Vonnegut
  Small Island by Andrea Levy
  Snows of Kilimanjaro by Ernest Hemingway
  Snow White and Rose Red by Grimm Brothers
  Social Origins of Dictatorship and Democracy: Lord and Peasant in the Making of the Modern World by Barrington Moore
  The Song of Names by Norman Lebrecht
  Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos by Julia de Burgos
  The Song Reader by Lisa Tucker
  Songbook by Nick Hornby
  The Sonnets by William Shakespeare
  Sonnets from the Portuegese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  Sophie’s Choice by William Styron
  The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner
  Speak, Memory by Vladimir Nabokov
  Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach
  The Story of My Life by Helen Keller
  A Streetcar Named Desiree by Tennessee Williams
  Stuart Little by E. B. White
  Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
  Swann’s Way by Marcel Proust
  Swimming with Giants: My Encounters with Whales, Dolphins and Seals by Anne Collett
  Sybil by Flora Rheta Schreiber
  A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens
  Tender Is The Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald
  Term of Endearment by Larry McMurtry
  Time and Again by Jack Finney
  The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
  To Have and Have Not by Ernest Hemingway
  To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
  The Tragedy of Richard III by William Shakespeare
  A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
  The Trial by Franz Kafka
  The True and Outstanding Adventures of the Hunt Sisters by Elisabeth Robinson
  Truth & Beauty: A Friendship by Ann Patchett
  Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom
  Ulysses by James Joyce
  The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath 1950-1962 by Sylvia Plath
  Uncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe
  Unless by Carol Shields
  Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann
  The Vanishing Newspaper by Philip Meyers
  Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray
  Velvet Underground’s The Velvet Underground and Nico (Thirty Three and a Third series) by Joe Harvard
  The Virgin Suicides by Jeffrey Eugenides
  Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett
  Walden by Henry David Thoreau
  Walt Disney’s Bambi by Felix Salten
  War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
  We Owe You Nothing – Punk Planet: The Collected Interviews edited by Daniel Sinker
  What Colour is Your Parachute? 2005 by Richard Nelson Bolles
  What Happened to Baby Jane by Henry Farrell
  When the Emperor Was Divine by Julie Otsuka
  Who Moved My Cheese? Spencer Johnson
  Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf by Edward Albee
  Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire – started and not finished
  The Wizard of Oz by Frank L. Baum
  Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
  The Yearling by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
  The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
  A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole

Stuff Christians Like - John Acuff

I was lost

I'm re-reading Unlikely Disciple by Kevin Roose. It's so much fun going through his experience as a first semester transfer, because it's like reliving my experiences all over again. Moving in, "freshman" hall meeting and all of those feelings you get and the excitement of it all.

It's actually made me sad. Because it's over. Even as a returning student, it's all so amazing still, but it's not the newness. I really wish I would have been selected to be an RA. Reading about hall meeting, and seeing how surprised Roose was that Christians are normal people, too. Leading the way for people to have an amazing time like I did. To find yourself. I wish I could help further that mission, and help keep the spirit alive.

But alas, I'm called to other things. Like charging books. Studying teaching. Running. And other ministries.

blessed.

ps

New layout?
Ew I'm not girly, but I like it.




yayyyyyyyyyyy

here I am

I got a job this summer working the Library at my now Alma mater. It's my first night. I just came back from my first HOUR long break, and I literally can tell that this summer is going to be a breeze. I'm working mostly the closing shift, just my luck right? but it's alright because it's not like I'm waiting on customers and cashing their checks and telling people to sign the back of their deposists. It's not like there are 15 people waiting in line while it takes 20 minutes to deal with the one in front of me. There are no co-workers in the break room goofing off while you're the only one taking your job seriously...
There aren't 30 cars in the drive-thru cursing you out because they waited for one hour.
Nope.


None of that. So I'm going to enjoy this peaceful summer in Lynchburg. Paying rent. Being a grown-up. Borrowing my friend's car.... and getting tan.



oh and you guessed it! Running. I want to run a half marathon by the end of the summer. badda bing badda boom let's do it.

about time

I've been so uninspired lately.
What inspires you?

passionate freakouts

ohmyLANTA am I making a wrong decision?

This is where I apply what I have learned. Just keep going until a door is shut.
boom. College degrees comes in handy.

on n on n on it goes

2011. DAG THAT WAS FAST. Seriously. I feel like I so vividly remember last Christmas, and this past summer and now BAM we're here at 2012.
This post is five months late, but let's see where 2011 took me.
It made me grow up in so many ways, but every year does that. Or so I'm learning.
I went to summer camp where I knew no one. That was SCARY and a post within itself. I shifted from two different groups of friends. I ran my first race ever! I proved to myself that I can do whatever I tell myself too. There are so many mountains and God is in control of every single one, and there is nothing I have to fear.

Now that this post is done, finally, on to see what the rest of 2012 holds. 

undergraduate career: demolished

yerp, it's over. No more history papers. No more "all nigthers" It's me, some work, and GRADUATE SCHOOL.

Can you exclaim EXCITED?