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| Today, I had an adventure. I scraped my car and someone else's for about two hours. Pictures are on facebook. I actually enjoyed it. I wasn't terribly freezing or anything and it gave me a sense of accomplishment. Although my feet are still damp. Perhaps that's not good.
I also ventured to Walmart. Yes, walmart. I wanted to do my Christmas shopping but there wasn't time. It took some work to get my car out of its space and out of the parking lot, but it was done. I traveled all the way to walmart and then I got stuck at the stop sign. (Maybe you really don't have to stop there). A woman and her son were unfortunate enough to be behind me. The son popped out of the car and offered to help. I let him. What else was I to do? Stay in walmart for a few more days? Although...nah. He offered me some tips on winter driving and I was able to park. All is well in the parking land.
Also, I turned in my human sexuality paper. The counseling is over and done with and an 85%. I'm proud so that's why I state the actual numbers. Also today, I didn't feel like driving anymore so I had Anna make me some ramen. mmmm...She was baking cornbread muffins and I had a couple. Yummy. Then we watched Legends of the Fall. I'm not sure what I thought about it. It was definitely unpredictable.
And now for some deep thoughts not by Jack Candy....
Calling is a tricky thing. You may want to call someone and don't even know if they would like the honor of your presence. You may not even know if they even want to talk to you on the phone. It's hard when you feel the need to spend time with people and don't know how to make that happen. Oh well. These people are probably all thinking the same thing and that's why they don't call. I like being cryptic. Makes you work to figure out what I'm talking about. This being said, Lauren only has one paper left and it's only a reflection paper so she will be very free for visiting. Please call. I miss you. (Again, being cryptic again, haha)
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| well, where to begin...
I've gotten my car and I've been cruising the streets. It's fun. I like it especially because it's getting colder. I've only made one mistake which I'd rather not talk about. But I'm pretty sure it's all good. The first or second day I got my car, my friends had me driving them around everywhere. I even went on the busy street that I wasn't exactly supposed to go on yet. We saw Shelley's play and it made me want to root for her (even though she was supposed to be bad).
I started discipleship. It's really good. I'm learning things. Oh, and I'm officially cured! I used to be frightened in certain places and now I'm good. So praise God. It's funny that I wrote I was afraid of missing my counseling session. Actually, I did. My client was in a different area of the building than I was and so we had to find each other and do it later. I've recorded my last counseling session of the semester. I still have to get graded on it. I'm scared. I have what seems to me to be a significant amount of projects to do before this semester is over.
I'm trying to keep up with my favorite shows. I'm also trying not to have too many. There's desperate housewives, heroes, gilmore girls, oc (of course!), and gray's anatomy. It's very tricky. They're all so good.
In other news, I've lately learned some very valuable life lessons for relationships. Dad says that some things you can only learn from mistakes. It's so very true. I'm trying to be a patient and considerate person. Time will tell if I am. But right now that's all I can do.
I'm home now and my head is still hurting. It was hurting yesterday. Next week I will begin the great endeavor of working on my research paper for human sexuality. This weekend I will wait until my head stops hurting to do all the work necessary for my counseling class. And then there's all the craziness of thanksgiving. woohoo. over and out.
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| Lonelygirl's over-hyped up ceremony was just that, over hyped-up. It was a little disappointing and blair-witchy. Maybe it'll get better. I'm trying to remember what I did today. I woke up and Dad and I took Mom out for some barbeque. It was good. Then Dad and I went home to put the food up. Then, we took the dog for a ride while we ran an errand. Oh, and we also went to the mall and got some topsy's. Mmm...The other day I finished my vanilla ice cream. Yum. Speaking of something totally unrelated, I had a lot of those stupid bugs in my room right before I left for break. Amber helped me kill like 20 of them. I hope they're not there when I get back.
Yeah, so no car quite yet. I'll probably get it Thursday. It's getting a paint job so it looks pretty. I'm really worried that I won't make it to my own counseling session - how sad would that be? I also hope the critiquing doesn't take too long. Grr...Why does it seem like the projects never end? I'm beginning to feel like an education major. Does anyone have any ideas on what I should do my paper on for human sexuality? Note: It has to be related to sex. Well, duh. I'm cold so I'm going to try and get warm. Night, everyone. | | |
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I'm home for fall break just chilling. I've been eating a lot of Club crackers. I guess a lot has happened since I last wrote. First, I should say the struggles are all okay now. My roommate moved out so that was weird. Especially since it was my fourth? roommate to move out. You kind of can't help thinking maybe it's something to do with you even when it's not. I just found out that I got a 97% on my Human Sexuality test. Yay!! K, well actually he added five points but still! I'm pretty proud of myself. I haven't seen a grade that high since Old Testament with Dr. Duke. *sigh Oh, and I met with a girl about counseling. This only left me more confused than what I was before. Maybe I should just buckle down and read the chapter in my book called "Is this right for you?" I wish I knew all the different things I could do before spending even more of my parents' money. I would prefer not to do that. I pretty much figured out my schedule for next semester. I still have to enroll of course but at least I know kind of what I want. My choices are, well, eclectic. I might even take history but for right now that's my second choice. I would like to know what happened in history after the holocaust but if all else fails, Alan can tell me those things.  I'm still typing up my annotated bibliography and the formatting is driving me crazy. Oh, and I get my car for fall break. That is, if the car people cooperate. Otherwise, I'm missing another chapel, hehe. Oh yeah, so I was randomly playing the piano in the "coffee shop" and some people I know told me they liked it. It felt really good. I forgot how much I liked it. I might just bring my collection of songs to school. Yeah, so that's enough, I think.
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| So I've been having struggles lately. I'm pretty sure only Kim knows about it because she was there for the breakdown. Only she doesn't know everything...thus I xanga.
I'm having problems. 1) I'm pretty lonely 2) I don't want to be lonely. Haha. Okay, well since this isn't normally how I talk about things I'm just going to do it my way. So I went to a Wed night church thing and the preacher talked about encouragement. I really needed that sermon. I want to be such an encouragement to the new girls in my dorm and pretty much to anyone that I can. I have this amazing gift that God has given me for loving people and don't get me wrong, I'm excited to use it. However, it seems I'm not really being encouraged myself. I find myself getting sad and lonely and this is not helping on my quest to encourage others. Does one need to be encouraged before she can encourage others? I wonder...Now don't worry, I'm not getting sad and lonely all the time; I just wish I had some people to eat with. I'm afraid poor Raylene is going to get tired of me hehe. So that's the gist of it. There are all these girls here and I'm supposed to ask God to tell me who I should reach. It's so hard to know. I tend to think I am overstaying my welcome sometimes. It's so hard to know who to go talk to. You don't want to keep them from doing their homework and you don't want to be a pest. I definitely don't want to stay in my room and be a hermit either. So if you could just pray for me that would really help, I'm sure. I don't know really what else to say. Comments would be appreciated. I love you all.
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