I don't know why I do this.
I think I have a 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.
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...
stupid stress.
current stress level: 8.5
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.
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!)
My rebellious heart just wants to park on the grass.
The End of the World. It happened yesterday.
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.
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.)



