The End of an Era

Well I never wrote in this faithfully after the college writing course that this blog was created for, but it time to say goodbye. I did finally graduate after dropping out for a semester and then finishing up after my 9th semester (it's complicated) and I'm no longer in Christian school. Here are some closing thoughts.

• The solid friends I made that first week of school are still my friends, for which I am forever grateful.
• I never got the guy that I was crazy about from the summer after freshman year on, and I'm still trying to be ok with that. We don't talk anymore and I miss him often, but self care is always more important than the opinions of others.
• My only regret in college is that I didn't take more pictures at graduation, and that's pretty great. 
• Even though I'm surrounded by people who tell me that I'm too fat to be pretty, I was on homecoming court. 
• I owe my professors and some of the staff at Eastern more than I can ever repay them for the life I have now. 
• Don't be afraid to shave your head, it grows back.
• Do something to be proud of. 
• Don't be afraid to talk to someone who's different from you. They might just safe your relationship with Christ and become your best friend. 
• If you're the kind of person that takes a lot of photos, put the camera down, and enjoy the moment.
• It's never ok to hate someone because they're different from you.
• Write things down, you'll thank yourself later.

Boy Bait?

***This post is about two years old, but it never got posted. Enjoy haha

One thing that I learned in high school is the importance of having a mentor so that you have someone guide you through the sticky parts of life or just to have a new friend that is wiser and more stable than your usual friends. I spent my freshman and sophomore year looking for a mentor and then junior year I met Tiff. Since I didn't ask for her permission to write this, I'm not going to tell you too much about her other than she is a fantastic women, dedicated mother, loving wife, and humble servant of God.

Another thing about Tiff is that she has a blog for parents that is simply addicting.

You might be thinking, "Scosh, what does this have to do with Christian School?" Oh just wait, Tiff's co-writer, Christina, just posted a recipe that could be the hit of campus: Blueberry Boy Bait. Now I know first hand that if you bake, you will have the attention of every guy within nose distance, whether you want them or not.  Now Tiff made her blog so much prettier than mine, so click on the name of the recipe to see it. Go now, and then come back here after exploring her blog.

The freshman move in in a few weeks and in the words of the creepy chick from The Hunger Games with my own additions, "May the odds of finding a boy after Thanksgiving be ever in your favor, and if that doesn't work come try some boy bait with me."

I did steal this picture from their blog, they can sue me if they want to, but it's so pretty!!

You Might Be Dating at Christian School If...

• You see your partner more that your bed
• You have no other social life
• they've "really enhanced you spiritual life"
• You start dating when we get back from breaks like Thanksgiving
• You prayerfully discerned that this is God's match for you
• You don't remember life before this person
• you think 10:30 is the worst part of your day
• you think Wednesdays are the worst
• you resort to making out in strange places
• you sign up for classes together, even if you're not the same major
• you feel sad for you single friends
• you slow dance to every song forehead to forehead
• you go on an obsene number of walks
• you suddenly become an expert on Christian dating
• you talk non-stop on the hardships of chasity
• you think every small gesture is amazing
• you talk about marriage after two weeks

A Hall That Pees Together, Stays Together

That is the wisdom that my RA gave me my freshman year, and it has proven to be quite true. The thing that sucks is that there is always going to be people that are less than interested in the quality of the hall.

Let me start by saying that my room looks like a war zone, more correctly, my half of the room looks like a war zone, but I am always very aware of the mess I make outside of my room. There are 19 women on this hall, 2 bathroom stalls that work consistently, two shower stalls that actually work, and 7 sinks. More recently, some of the women have been doing their dishes and just left a ton of crap behind in the sink.

Please for the love of the God that I think most of us might serve at the school, learn how to clean up after yourself in the shared spaces. By all means, trash your room, but keep our space, ours.

Right On, Man

Every once in a while one of our campus' worship groups will perform in chapel. It's always great to see other groups come in and remind us that we are still one bug happy family that love Jesus and stuff, but on occasion the performance just doesn't quite go over as nicely as planned. Our fantastic university choir sang a few weeks back, and they sounded lovely, but I so did not understand what they were singing. 

The song was called "Ride On, King Jesus," which I don't quite understand, but the point is what I heard the entire time was "Right On, King Jesus," so I pictured them as some hippie dippie kids singing about how God is "like totally righteous brah." It was strange.

 

Relationship ADD

I, like many people at school, have what I like to call "relationship ADD." Dating drama is such a big thing here, that I could probably dedicate a whole other blog to it. As all of the Valentine's Day festivities come to a close, I want to take the time to reflect on all the stuff that just happened. One girl has been head over heels for this dude for months, but for Valentine's Day, she started dating someone that is... well... questionable. Personally, my friends know that I have horrible taste in men, and it's pretty ridiculous. I had it bad for this one guy, but eventually I had to realize that it wasn't going to happen. I did find a comic that sums up how I feel when I see a certain gentleman... so yea it's cool you know how it goes.

It Has Begun

Here at Christian School, we participate in the game of Humans Versus Zombies. It's basically a big game of tag where for how ever long we play, we completely deny reality and pretend that it is the zombie apocalypse and we must survive. Zombies have a bandanna around their neck or head and carry no weapons, while humans have a bandanna around their arm and carry a nerf gun to shoot the zombie. It goes a little deeper than that with missions and the amount of time that zombies are down, but not too much deeper. This is my diary from this weekend's invasion. Most of the names will be changes so I don't get yelled at.

Friday 2/10/12 -20:30
The zombie apocalypse has begun and now my squad, Timmel's Angels, have to survive. We have Laura, Hannah, and Timmel, so we're a good team, but I don't know if that's enough. Gill was one of the first zombies, I heard a rumor that he was turned, but I didn't want to believe it. This man moves way faster than he should be able to and is able to disappear without you even noticing, and considering that he's like 6'5', he should not be able to do anything that he does. I feel like I'm just standing at this helicopter crash site waiting to die. The squad next to me doesn't trust me at all, which I'm not going to lie, kind of hurts, but I'll get over it.

Satuday 2/11/12 00:15
We have a med kit, and I am really freaking hungry, no not for brains, so the roommate and I are going back to the room to order a pizza. All of the Angel's are alive, so I am quite pleased with how everything went down. More and more people are dying, but I don't have time to worry about them. Laura and I have a secret mission to go on that isn't related to anythings, but let's hope we don't die while we're out there.

Saturday 2/11/12 00:30
Mission completed, and the pizza is delicious.

Saturday 2/11/12 10:30
We have to rescue someone from one of the buildings and escort her to safety. Laura and I have made an epic playlist to dance to while on our adventure. I hope the zombies like "Sexy and I Know It." Our civilian was fantastic, and she even stopped to take some pictures.

Saturday 2/11/12 12:15
I died, but that's ok, my new friends are calling me to go to lunch with them. Too bad I don't like fast food, but these humans are so quick. My roommate is my first target.

Saturday 2/11/12 19:30
The humans are getting rescued soon and we need to stop it. There's not a chance that our snack is getting away. I miss my friends that are still living and I just want them to be with me. Timmel's Angels has been reduced to just Timmel, but the Angels fight together still. One of the humans won't let me see his battle ax, which is just silly because we can't feed indoors and I just wanted to bonk someone on the head. Some humans are just so mean to zombies these days.

Saturday 2/11/12
None of the humans survived, it was foolish of them to think that they would. The one with the ax made incredibly awkward eye contact with me while those silly men screamed the Lord's Prayer at us. We fed on their blessed flesh and watched re spawn and join our ranks.


All in all not too shabby, just a day in the life of a zombie. P.S. I did in fact get my roommate. :-)