So, I walk into my room after walking back from class and me and Yvonne start talking. As she is talking, I get up and attempt to multitask. That's when I noticed she brought me a banana. I have been craving a banana ALLLLLL day and when I went to get one at the caf, they were out! Anyways, as Yvonne and I were talking, I almost accidentally said "p.s. thanks for the banana." Who says "P.S?" I have a problem...
Archive for September 2008
Abstract?
Are they trying to mess with my mind? Or are they just trying to be funny? This is the sign for the abstract reference section in the library...
PTAS.
Yes, I make up my own disorders and syndromes.
Pre Test Anxiety Syndrome. That's what I call it. Before every test I feel like the whole world is crashing down. No exaggeration.
Well, I just diagnosed my roomie. She has Pre Paper Anxiety Syndrome. Same symptoms, different cause.
Horrible. If anyone knows of a cure, please enlighten us with your knowledge.
Late night lawn mower...
Who stinkin mows the lawn at 12:16 in the morning? Apparently cbu people do. Yvonne's a light sleeper so she's never gonna be able to fall asleep with that crazy noise. Maybe our thunder from our tv will cover it up...
The Month of September.
I just realized, for the month of September, I had only 10 blog posts...and Michelle had 11!! I had been begging Michelle to make a blog for a whooooole year, and she finally makes one and beats me at blogging! That is not ok! Sorry Michelle. So, this blog is utterly useless for those of you who are reading. Congrats at beating me, Michelle. Well, I guess this useless blog makes us tied! And September isn't over yet!
P.S. I conformed. I have a twitter now. "Follow" me. And if you don't have one, you should make one =]
I think I have a problem.
I don't know why I do this.
There is absolutely no more room in my closet at school. But today, I was in that shopping mood. The whole day I was dreaming of the mall. So when I got home, I asked my mom if we could go shopping.
We came back from the mall after our 2 hour spree...and I had with me one pair of capris, two shirts, one skirt, and one sweater.
I think I have a shopping problem...
Oh the Joys of homework! Part 2.
So, last week, I wrote about how Yvonne and I added a little note to the assignment we turned in to Dr. Dan.
Well, he liked it. =] He gave it back with two giant blue exclamation points on it!
Summary: Dr. Dan really IS the coolest teacher ever!
Holes in your pants...
Yvonne and I are sick of our paper. I mean, it's on a good topic and all, but who likes writing papers? So, it's on marriage based on romantic love vs. marriage based on biblical love. I asked Yvonne, "What exactly is holy companionship?" Her profound answer blew me away...
"It's when you have holes in your pants and you don't mind letting your companion see."
hahahahaha!!!!!
stupid stress.
current stress level: 8.5
i hate writing papers when i feel like i have no direction. and i hate when they have to be in stupid apa format. dude, if we could just turn in papers in blog format, life would be so good. ha, like how i am here writing a blog instead of attempting my paper. gaaaaaah!
(p.s. you better appreciate the alliteration in my title. it's the academia flowing out. ha, academia. i don't think i've ever actually used that word in proper context before...)
Exalted
I've noticed something quite frequently these days. A lot of worship songs aren't really worship songs. They are Christian songs, but they are not really worshipful to God.
God is SOOOO deserving of our worship and praise. I think this song is definitely music to the Lord's ears.
Exalted (Yahweh) - by Chris Tomlin
Exalted, he is exalted
On high, he is exalted
Great is the Lord, let all the nations say
Exalted, he is exalted
Blessing and honor
Glory and power unto the Lord be praise
Sing with a chorus resounding before us
Holy is his name, his name
Exalted, he is exalted
On high, he is exalted
Great is the Lord, let all the nations say
Exalted, he is exalted
Blessing and honor
Glory and power unto the Lord be praise
Sing with a chorus resounding before us
Holy is his name
Blessing and honor
Glory and power unto the Lord be praise
Sing with a chorus resounding before us
Holy is his name, his name, his name
Yahweh, holy is your name (4x)
Blessing and honor
Glory and power unto the Lord be praise
Sing with a chorus resounding before us
Holy is your name
Blessing and honor
Glory and power unto the Lord be praise
Sing with a chorus resounding before us
Holy is your name, your name
Yahweh, Yahweh, holy is your name
Yahweh, holy is your name (4x)
A Bad Sign.
I was sitting in my room when Mariah walks in and says,"Somebody wrote a bad sign on the fridge." Immediately I deny doing it. My curiosity couldn't hold it any longer so I walked out to look. This is what I saw. Hahahaha! Faith, YOU are brilliant!
Oh the joys of homework!
Biblical Interpretation is the best class ever! (And Dr. Dan is the coolest professor ever!)
Ok, so our homework assignment tonight was on the passage in Mark 5:21-43 where Jesus heals Jairus's daughter and the woman with the blood flow disorder. We had to find contrasts and comparisons between both stories and write them in a list.
Yvonne came up with the best thing ever (only as a joke, of course). But I thought the opportunity was way too good to pass up. It has now been "posted-noted" (yes, I make up my own hyphenated verbs) and is soon to be in the hands of Dr. Dan. I hope he finds it as humorous as we did!
My rebellious heart just wants to park on the grass.
The End of the World. It happened yesterday.
I pulled into cbu at 8:58 p.m. Yes! I'm back before 9 so I can quickly finish my homework so Yvonne and I can watch a movie!
I drive over to where the apartments are so I can drop Michelle and April off and then I drive back to the cottages. I drive up and down every isle and cannot find a single parking spot! So I drive to the back parking lot and check there too. Nope, no spot. So I come back and try the first lot again. Still, no spots. I drive to the back again, and then to Lancer Arms, and then back to the cottages. Pretty much, this cycle went on forever! I was getting SOOOOOO frustrated! I call Michelle to vent, then I call Yvonne to vent.
Then I called Public Safety. I said to the guy as nicely as I could, "Umm, I have been driving around for twenty minutes and there is not a single spot for me to park in. Is it ok if I park in visitor parking tonight?"
"ABsoLUTEly NOT!" he replied (emphasizing the same syllables I capitalized). "There is a volleyball game going on right now. What I suggest is that you stop your car, put it in park, and wait til the game gets out."
Ughhhhhhhh! That is not ok! Seriously, it should not be the end of the world to park at my "small, private school." And...public safety should not be so rude.
My rebellious heart just wants to park on the grass.
instructions on how to sleep.
I have a problem. I never realized that it was a problem until I got to cbu. My first time eating at the caf two years ago, I realized I was too short to reach the fruit. Problem. Well, I thought that problem was solved when they [finally!] lowered the fruit this year! But this year, I realized that everything in the cottages was designed for taller people. Problem. I can't reach half the cabinets in the kitchen and I have to stand on my tippy toes to reach the closet pole. Also, I need Yvonne's help to reach anything on the shelf in the closet.
Move-in day, I start to make my bed. I unpack the cheap mattress pad I bought from Ross [for only $9.99!] and realize that they pretty much give you instructions on how to sleep. Problem. My height does not allow me to comply with their recommendations for comfortable sleeping. If I place my head where their instructions say, then my feet wont reach where they are supposed to! I guess I'll just have to wallow in my lack of comfortable sleep due to my height impediment...
any takers?
being back at cbu has been wonderful. classes are awesome. i love my cottage; i love my cottage mates. (i love using semicolons in blogs.)
one thing i am lacking though is a photography buddy. i mean, i have tons of friends who like taking pictures, but i've been in that i-wanna-go-outside-and-take-500-pictures mood since i got back from england! and cbu is so photogenic! so...any takers? anyone wanna bring their camera and walk around with me and my camera and just take pictures?? =]
