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| Things To Do: 1. Sleep! 2. Catch up with friends. How I have any friends with the my class and work schedule is beyond me. (18 credit hours + 24 hours work = bleh.) 3. Stop making up excuses to not catch up with friends. (see above) 4. Write letter to Grandma K. If you send a letter to Grandma, she'll remember that you are at college. If she remembers you are at college, she'll send you a box of cookies. If she sends you a box of cookies, you'll have to buy some milk, etc... 5. Read 700 pg. book by Sunday. (on page 86, woot!) 6. Think of more things to put on to-do list. Hmm... ... ... Oh well. Six is enough. | | |
| I don't have much to say... what to do... My life in bullet points! - back at school (senior year, but not graduating till Dec. '08)
- 6 classes + 24 hrs of work/week + being a prayer leader = me having insanely good scheduling skills by the end of this term
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- This is the end of the bulletin list cause nothing else is really happening in my life...
So, what's happening with y'all? (yeah, I'm back in VA, they've already infected me) | | |
| - Fill This Night Let me tell you, the relief that comes after finding out that, yes, I am for sure going on this mission trip to Georgia (the country) is a blessing in a major way. Now, I wasn't stressed or anxious per se, but not knowing for over four weeks and just wondering what is going to happen can, well, let's just say it led me to pray and depend on others' prayers a lot more than what I've ever done before. Which is a blessing. Really this whole fundraising thing, which should have been a huge burden and barrier, has been a blessing so many times over, from people praying and sending funds, to me learning how to really depend on God. It's amazing how I've learned and been blessed (I feel like I'm using this word a lot, but I can't think of any better) so much before even setting foot in the country. Aah!! So excited now! I'm sure it has nothing to do with the ice cream I just enjoyed (nods thanks at Amber R.) and the having of the sugar and the caffeine in the Dr. Pepper. I've already started packing stuff away in anticipation of the end of the semester, which is two weeks away. And my leadership team next year! Oh my goodness. Next year will be so much...umm... much. In a very good sense. If this is making any sense, which I highly doubt. Anyways, everyone keep your head up over the next couple weeks, especially those with exams, and keep at it. You'll get there eventually. | | |
| I'm about to go to my missions meeting and find out if I made it, financially. Ah, so much- well, not necessarily stress just a lot of thinking and having it on my mind constantly, has taken quite a bit out of me as far as energy goes. And energy is very important seeing how exams are coming up and all. Two projects presented in one day in the same class! My goodness. I was just so thankful that Spanish class was canceled so I could just go back to my room and sleep. Sleep is always good. And so is chocolate. Mmm... | | |
| - When Finally Set Free So. I have two group projects due tomorrow. I emailed everyone earlier today, and yet. Nothing. Starting to freak, just a little, because I don't know what we have done, who's doing what, and all that wonderful stuff. Instead of thinking that no one has emailed me back, I'll assume that they have. Which would mean my email is broken. This is a very plausible possibility. Just now, it starting flashing in pink and started complaining about security certificates. I would much rather assume that everyone is working hard on the projects and can't contact me because my email's broken. Yes. Or nothings done and we are all going to look like well-dressed yet clueless people tomorrow. I am scared of the unpreparedness. So, I will vent some stress by writing here. *venting* Ok, all better. No matter what happens, we can always make stuff up as long as everyone shows up. Right. Deep breaths. In other news, apparently everyone in Lost is in hell, according to my roommate. I really need to catch up with that show. Or not. The added confusion would probably do major damage on my nerves. | | |
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