The Effects of Drugs

     So I had to pull one of the dreaded all nighters that come with the territory of being a college student, so I brewed myself a nice pot of coffee. After my coffee was ready, I got a straw, sugar, and creamer and drank it without a cup. The pot was filled to the top and I did in fact drink most of it. Too bad I fell asleep after I drank 3/4 of it, but my homework was as done as it needed to be by the time it was due.
     Unfortunately my story is only slightly extreme to the life of those here at Christian school where we get drunk on the Holy Spirit, high on life, and stay up at night because of world issues and too much coffee. No matter where you go, there will probably be at least one person with a cup o' joe, or wishing that they had one.

P.S. I'm currently dancing to Moves Like Jagger with my roomie, and future roomie. My day is made.
P.P.S. This picture isn't stolen so BOOYAH!!!

It's a Jesus Thing

I love tattoos, and I love Jesus, so I am one of the many, many, MANY, people that got a Jesus tattoo. The longer I have my tattoo, the more I see other peoples, and how ridiculous we are here at Christian school. We all have stories and how we tell and show the tend to be just plain weird. I have a symbol that was short-hand for Christ in a shield on my ankle, and it's awesome. Then there are people who have a lady bug because it shows that God is beautiful because he made such a freaky looking little creature and blah blah blah. My favorite was a guy who said that Catholics are the reason for sin and war, but had praying hands with a rosary on his arm. Just because you love Jesus, doesn't mean you shouldn't think before you ink.

*You guessed it kids, this picture is stolen from the internet

Encounter Weekend

So every year my school invites all the accepted students to come and spent a few hours here and stay with "real college student." Are there fake students? Either way, I always host a student just so that whatever girl gets stuck with me, gets a little bit more of a realistic very of life here.
     The girl that stayed with me was far cooler than I was prepared for. When she got on campus she had to go from one part of campus to the complete opposite end just to be greeted by the nerf guns my roomie and I left out. Then we introduced her to... well all of my friends that were around. Clara really was able to hold her own, and man this girl had a good poker face. She even played humans v zombies and was pretty chill when one of the boy's knee said, "hi" to a door and it dislocated. Saying bye to her was oddly hard, but here at Christian school we get attached easily, and I don't mind that at all.

Language

So, basically everyone has said a "dirty word" at some point in our life, and Christian school is no stranger to this even if people don't want to admit it. Personally, I have far too much fun with it when someone is just really cheesed off and they say some sort of obscenity and then look around to make sure that no one else heard them.  While enjoying a song I never heard over the speakers in the Jammin Java, the singer plainly say the "f-bomb" and all of life stopped in that moment. One lovely RD smirked, and Sarah and I almost died from laughing so hard.

That Awkward Moment When You Should be Doing Homework...

but you're playing Action Potato instead. I should be studying for my death, but I'm doing the normal college student thing and I'm sitting in the coffee shop with Sarah and Ted, watching them play action potato talking about Christian Mingle and people being clingy. Before that I was talking to someone about the spirituality of this campus, or lack thereof. This is my life, so welcome to Christian school.

The Importance of Alone Time

If you've met me even once, I've probably asked your name, major, and all those other awkward get to know you questions. The life of a student at a small Christian school is exhausting.Everyone knows each other and if you spend 2 days away from one social circle to be with another, they complain. It's easy to get caught up in the very flattering number of people who want to spend time with you, but it's simply not possibly. So when things get to the point that you can't remember when you last saw your roommate, or if you called you mom this week, it's time to go on a date with yourself. If your extroverted to a fault, like me, spending some alone time is a terrifying thought, so watch this video for maybe some inspiration.

There is no shame in being alone, it's necessary. How else can we just stop and breathe? When else will we able to fully encounter God?

That's Just Gross

I absolutely hate when people ruin a perfectly fine walk from point A to point B by hocking a huge loogie and spitting. Today I was walking with a very sweet and handsome man and mid sentence he just spit right in front of me! Why does this gross me out? Who knows, but please, men of Eastern, stop being rude.