Archive for September 2009

All for the Sake of Blogging!


I thought my previous "stalker blog" posts were acts of bravery on my part. After all, I WAS taking the risk that out of the 25,000 members at my church, my stalker whom I had written about would come across the blog written by him. My roommate informed me that rather than an act of bravery, this was an act of stupidity. Well here I am, taking an even greater act of stupidity. I am taking the risk that out of the 4,000+ CBU students, the one person this blog is about might read it. But oh well. All for the sake of blogging!

It all happened yesterday. I went to my spot to have some much needed time with Jesus. With my Bible and journal in hand, I plopped myself onto my comfy chair, making myself completely comfortable. After sitting there for maybe 45 minutes, some guy walks into the room and makes himself comfy on the couch next to my comfy chair. Hmm, awkward. I continued to read. Within a few minutes, he was laying down and looked like he was asleep. A few minutes went by and April walked in. "Lizzy!" she said, and then she noticed him there and made a confused facial expression. It was mutual confusion at this point.

We talked for a bit...about a lot of stuff...random stuff....weight loss, my desire to ring the giant bell, April's hip pain, etc.

A few minutes after April left, he sat up. He turns and looks at me and says, "Just so you know, neither one of you need to lose weight."

"Uhh thank you," I said.

The he said, "And...I have rung that bell before and it IS loud. And...if her head really hurts that bad, all she needs to do is crack her lower spine."

"Oh thanks," I replied semi awkwardly, "but it's her hip that hurts, not her head."


Awkward silence.

I went back to my reading for a few more minutes. And then he told me how he was awake the whole time. I asked him if he heard our whole conversation and he said that he had. Then I said how I was glad I didn't say anything incriminating and we both laughed. It was a good way to release some of that laughter that I was holding in. Especially since I had texted April and that made me laugh even more.

My phone rang and it was April. I made some awkward small talk with her since he was still there. As I was talking to her, he got up and decided to leave. He smiled and said goodbye and that was it.

Should I have asked him what his name was?

Off Day.

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Today has been a MAAAAAJOR off day...and it all started at work.

First, the printer went psychotic. At first, it wouldn't even print the letters Tiffany ran for me. It kept saying to load the paper tray even though the thing was FULL. Then, when it finally decided to print, it was printing a letter to girl that wasn't even in my stack of inquiry cards! I donno where the computer was getting her info from! So annoying! Well, it fiiiinally worked and then I headed back to my computer.

As I was sitting there, error messages kept popping up. Even when I wasn't touching the computer, they would still pop up. I decided to restart the program and try again. Alas, when I restarted, it told me my username and password were invalid. I walked over to tell my boss, who actually found the situation a little humorous. After several phone calls to IT, I was finally able to get back on the computer. Yeeeeesh.

Not my day. Thank God for a gracious boss though!

Instant Cameras.

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This is the new thing I want...

Instant cameras may have been a thing of the past, but I can definitely see them staying around in the future. This one is just WAY cute and comes in so many different colors! It prints pictures out in little credit card sized polaroids. Ohhhh I want it! I found a deal on the blue and white one! $65—what a bargain!

Growing Upward.


Pharisee: (noun) one who believes more than they do.

I absolutely love my Christian Doctrine class! Dr. Morgan is amazing. I kept wishing I could handwrite as fast as I type because I wanted to jot down almost everything he said! Scripture references are like periods at the end of his sentences. That's another thing I love.

Since today was our first actual class session, he spent the hour and a half talking about why theology is important and the attitude we need to approach theology with. I felt like I was sitting in Conviction 101 when he said his definition of a Pharisee. It was good conviction though, conviction that stirs me to action.

I feel like I can be a Pharisee. Head knowledge doesn't always turn into action in my case. So instead of just sitting here and moping about my pathetic pharisaical nature, I am making it my goal for the semester to grow up and to grow upward.

So here we go! The semester has started and I have set a new goal! (It doesn't have to be new year's day to have a resolution!)

My life is like a movie...


"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye." -Miss Piggy

Hahaha one of the best quotes. Love it!

I've been a constant state of annoyance this week and I don't even know why. Well, actually, that's a lie. I know why. My life is amusing, to say the least. Honestly, I didn't know it was possible for a real life to be SO much like a movie. But I'm telling you, if you've seen "The Holiday," Iris' character pretty much lives my life. It's bizarre. The monologue in the beginning—genius script writing. Reading it may give you a little insight into my life...minus the tears and valium part. I don't cry about this stuff. And I most definitely do not take drugs. Oh, and I don't drink my problems away either, fyi.

"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. It's called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas', the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can't swallow! All the usual symptoms. I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade."

Dominic Episcopo


This guy is genius—really.

I mean, seriously, United Steaks?! Hahaha. LOVE IT.

Check his out his portfolio. He's even in museums! Now THAT'S accomplishment!

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8 am


I am NOT a morning person.

Anyone who has spent at least one night with me knows that. Buuuuut, this semester may very well convert me.

I hate 8 o'clock classes. I do my best to avoid them. This semester, I only have one (it's a graphic design class) and it is only one day a week. Not too bad...or so I thought. Then came my work schedule. Three days a week, just like last year. But then, each of those days, I begin at 8! Howwwww sucky! Of course, when I told my parents, they were both pretty happy about it. "Oh good. You'll learn how to live in the real world now." "Oh good, you'll be sleeping and waking at normal human hours." Bleh.

I'm not too excited about this. But I guess that's life!

Whateverrrrr. I WONT let this ruin my excitement for the semester! Who cares if I have to wake up at 7, five days of the week?

Humble Sheep.


"Help me this day to be thy humble sheep,

Eating thy grass, and following, thou before;
From wolfish lies my life, O Shepherd, keep."

-George MacDonald