Story of a poor/cold/sick college student:

Kandace and I just ventured down to the Walker basement. We stole... "borrowed".... toilet paper from the stalls downstairs. We awoke to an empty roll this morning, with no replacements. So what do we do? Sneak it upstairs. And it worked. And it will last 3,000 years. Yesh.

I left for class in a flannel shirt, a shirt underneath, thinking it will be warm enough. It looked like a warm day through the window. Um. NO. I biked to class barely able to peddle because of the super strong wind. My knuckles were blue once I got into class. I developed a headache from all the wind flying in my ears. Not the best day to forget a jacket. Especially when I have a cold.

Pine Cove has started calling. So now I am on pins and needles waiting for my (hopeful) call. Bah. I am not a very patient person.

Let's hope this week turns out better than it has started.

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AND I FORGOT. I threw away my ID today at lunch (I guess?) I came back upstairs, tried to get on my floor, and couldn't find my card. My roommate can't find her card on a daily basis, but mine is always tucked neatly into my little keychain wallet EXCEPT THE DAY I LOSE IT.

I want to climb a mountain. And to visit Paris. To live in Paris, for even a summer. To visit many different places. To live in the same city as my sister one day. To learn floral arranging. To graduate in 3 years. To get into whatever graduate/professional school I set my heart on. To have a house with a sunroom and turret. To complete my half-marathon. (Three weeks in, minus Thanksgiving week). To see Sufjan Stevens in concert. To be craftier. To be a better friend. To live a life for my Savior. To go skiing in the Alps. To read and own all the books I could ever want. To have a successful career. To never run out of Pilot G-2 ink. To understand and speak French. To care less about material possessions. To learn piano, cello, or both. To be called granola, just once, and laugh. To sharpen my photography skills.

I want to do so many things. So many that I can't even think of them.

Two atoms are walking down the street.
The first atom turns to the other and says "HEY! You stole an electron from me!"
"Are you sure?" asks the second atom.
The first atom replies, "Yeah, I'm positive!"

I can't wait to be home and exchange silly riddles with ol' Goofy Dan.


By the way, what's a chiropractor's favorite music genre?

HIP-POP!

I'm thankful that classes are cancelled. That Anastasia is on instant Netflix. That I get to go home in one week! That I have such a great college ministry. That I see my sister during Thanksgiving. That Mildred will be happy to see me. That I have intellectual ability. That I can use that ability. That I am going skiing during January. That I can even dream about vacations. That I have a strong support in my friends. That I have am blessed with a wonderful relationship. That I don't have to worry about where my next meal will come from. That I can get an education. That I have options. That I'm alive.

I am thankful for so much, and so often, these things get lost in my day. Many of these are relatively unimportant, but I try and find blessings in every facet of my life. Everything I have would be nothing without my Lord. Such simple things can have such a positive impact on my day. So I want to bring praise to the One who deserves it!

Psalm 115:1-Not to us, Lord, not to us but to YOUR name be the glory, because of Your love and faithfulness.

Today Maggie, Andi, and I had a photo-taking adventure. One of my favorite, although hardest things to try and capture are a person's eyes. I think you can tell a lot about a person by their eyes. Someone told me once that they could tell I was genuine because I smile with my eyes. That was probably my favorite thing anyone has said to me.

This is Andi's eye. I love the freckles on the bridge of her nose!

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Where is it that you find you can breathe out your troubles, release your burdens and heartaches and sins? Where can you find your new breath, your rejuvenation? I hope you have that place, and if not, I hope you find it. To find a place where everything can be given up, to lay down your pride. Everyone needs their personal sanctuary.

"We are not infinite creators, but finite and dependent creatures." Rather than seeking the Lord, we seek our own power. To prove our superiority. To find ourselves on top. But in the end, we come out tattered and worn. I need to lessen myself. To have a downward inner focus in order to look up.

My prayer is to deconstruct. To seek the will of God, to think everyone better than myself. I pray I have a heart of humility, and to stray away from my own selfish ambition.

"Whoever is least among you is the greatest"-Luke 9:48

Why do girls wear nike shorts in the thirty-nine degree weather? Obviously you are cold, with your down jacket on. So make it easier on yourself and put some pants on, too! Likewise, leggings are not pants. Again, if you're cold, be smart and put real pants on. I understand wearing leggings if you are about to go run a marathon... but chances are, that's not the case.

Speaking of marathons. Today I am starting training to run my first half-marathon in March. 13.1 miles. And I can do it. This prepares me for another task on my bucket list- doing a triathlon. One thing at a time. But I am really excited. I feel like I need to prove this to myself, and to keep up with it. I have about 16 weeks to train, but I know now I will take some off for the holidays. So I should be in pretty good shape come March. I am really excited about it, and am going to try my hardest to keep with it. Prayers would be encouraging! Here's the link for the race.

What makes a weekend memorable?

Learning new frisbee tricks and perfecting them on first try. Even making up new ones. The Lasso will be a hit, once we can do it.
Building fires in a fire pit. Along with watching Calvin cracking wood with his shins (ouch).
Finding campy stores to make Christmas lists in. Then, going to make our Christmas lists.
Falling asleep within minutes of sitting down in the library. Dozing off and sleep talking!
Eating breakfast at Chic-Fil-A for the first time since summer.
Going to Puppy Stores to find basset hound, even if you come out empty.
Going to Target and browsing for fun.
Mario Kart on the N64 with 3 of my best friends, with rainbow road as the first track played.
Experiencing my first midnight yell, along with Junior privileges! Ay ay ay, WHOOP!
Camping out in "The Secret Garden".

Times like these make the 356 mile distance worth it. You can't make it if you don't try.

O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A!
Our chant rolls on and on!
Thousands strong join heart and song in alma mater's praise!
Of campus beautiful by day and night!
Of colors proudly gleaming red and white.
'Neath a western sky OU's chant will never die!

LIVE ON UNIVERSITY!