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.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
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.
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.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
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.
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.
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.
Thursday, May 17, 2012
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?
Can you exclaim EXCITED?
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