Its official, everyone! I am a college graduate.


And I am happy to report to you all that I did NOT trip walking across the stage! Woo-hoo!

I tripped walking TO the stage… and subsequently spent a majority of my walking-across-the-stage moment muttering “left, right, left, right, left…” to myself. Eventually, I found myself in front of the university president, and couldn’t help but exclaim “Ha HA!! YESSSS!”

And received probably the funniest look ever from the poor, unsuspecting guy. Ha.

All this happened on Friday. Today, I spent my day writing a new resume, and applying for jobs.

Prayers are very much appreciated, as I’ve spent the last few months reading news articles saying anyone looking for a job right now is basically throwing wishes into an empty well.

But here’s hoping!

May 17, 2009. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Wedding fiasco

I get lost alot.

Its pretty much a near-constant thing.

I actually got lost just yesterday, trying to get to a wedding. “Trying” is the operative word. I looked online, saw that it takes 15 minutes to get to the chapel from my school, and so I left about half an hour early… Ha!

You would think allowing 30 minutes for a supposedly 15 minute drive would be plenty of time. Also considering that weddings never really start on time. In both cases, you would be absolutely right, working with anyone else’s luck. But, my dears, we are working with my luck.

ANYWAYS. I got lost about 3 different times, made plenty of U-turns, and arrived at the chapel grinding my teeth and muttering under my breath. About 20-25 minutes late. And, the wedding apparently DID start on time, because I arrived just as some of the guests (the ones not staying for the reception) were leaving. I darted in the side door, hoping no one would notice my extreme tardiness. . . and darted straight into the only group at this wedding that I actually knew.


After some embarrassed explanations about my lateness, they laughed at me and filled me in on the gorgeous-ness of the ceremony I had missed. One friend consoled me with “Oh, but its ok. The whole ceremony went by so fast, she (the bride) probably didn’t even notice who was there and who wasn’t. You can see her at the reception.”

Feeling better, our group walked through the double doors into the reception hall. And at this point, I am completely exaggerating. Reception closet is much more accurate. There was nowhere for our party of six to sit. Only two or three open chairs, max.

So we waited for the happy couple to come out of the picture-taking session, gave them hugs and kisses and congratulations, cheered from the hallway as the new Mr. and Mrs. were intrduced to the reception, and toasted their nuptuals down the street at Olive Garden.

Where I got marinara splotches on the white part of my dress.  :/

September 7, 2008. just my luck.... 2 comments.

Science and I don’t mesh well together

For reasons unknown to me, which I KNOW must be a God-orchestrated thing, I am a Bachelor of Science.

I royally suck at sciences.

But, thankfully, I am in my last science class ever! The bad news? Its chemistry. In high school chemistry, I was at school early every day (around 7 or 730) to go to early morning tutorials in that subject. Not my best class.

I think the main problem with that class was the teacher always used food as an example of how to explain things. For someone as food-minded as I am, this was not a good technique. Each time we talked about moles (didn’t get them then, still don’t get them now… apparently they’re some type of chemistry-related-measurement-thing) she would begin by saying “Pretend I’m making blueberry muffins… now I’ll put 6 moles of flour–” I never heard what she said past that, because I would immediately start thinking about blueberry muffins and how good one would taste at that moment.

I would come back to reality just in time to hear my teacher say, “And that’s how you get your answer. Understand?”

Um. Nope.

The same holds true now. With some slight differences. For one, we have not yet covered moles. But I’m sure they will be the same story, different setting.

My new issue in chemistry class, while I’m sitting there in total confusion, is that the teacher is literally sounding more and more like the teacher from Charlie Brown. “Mwah mah mah nah nah wah wah…”

I wish I were exaggerating.

I have to physically shake myself to clear the Charlie Brown teacher from my head, and force myself to focus all over again. Its a very delicate process involving enormous self-control and caffeine.

This is gonna be a fun class this semester, I can tell.

September 4, 2008. school.... 2 comments.

I will not be moved

I Will Not Be Moved
By Natalie Grant

I have been the wayward child
I have acted out
I have questioned Sovereignty
And had my share of doubt
And though sometimes my prayers feel like
They’re bouncing off the sky
The hand I hold won’t let me go
And is the reason why

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved

Bitterness has plagued my heart
Many times before
My life has been like broken glass
And I have kept the score
Of all my shattered dreams
And though it seemed
That I was too far gone
My brokenness helped me to see
It’s grace I’m standing on

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved

And the chaos in my life
Has been a badge I’ve worn
Though I have been torn
I will not be moved

I will stumble
I will fall down
But I will not be moved
I will make mistakes
I will face heartache
But I will not be moved
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand
I will not be moved


Seriously, guys. This song is amazing.

September 1, 2008. Faith. 1 comment.

Honestly, people????

I had a beyond frustrating interesting experience in the parking lot of Walmart not long ago…

This store is in a semi-rough part of town (the part where a small-statured, by-herself girl should probably not be after dark) and it was, conveniently, close to dark. So, naturally, I was trying to find a spot that was not in, you know, THE OUTBACK OF AUSTRALIA.

After some searching, I finally spotted a small group (3 people) getting into their car. I pulled up so I could get the spot when they were gone.

That’s when the driver guy caught sight of me over the top of the car as he was getting in.

He paused, looking at me sitting there patiently with my blinker on, with PLENTY of room for the car to get out. After making eye contact with me, he leaned over and said something to his two female companions. At which time…

They all got OUT of the car, crossed their arms, and turned to face me.

Their engine was still running. Their doors were all still open. They were just standing there, glaring at me.

Trying to give the benefit of the doubt, I assumed they just didn’t quite “get” that I was waiting for the spot, so I smiled at them, then gestured that I was just waiting, no big deal.

The glares and arm-crosses continued.

A few shocked moments later, I pulled away in disbelief. In my rearview mirror, I saw the group laughing with each other as they watched me drive off, got into their car, and pulled away with the knowledge that I would never make it back to the spot in time to grab it.


August 29, 2008. Uncategorized. 2 comments.

Quick update

Things have been so insane! I never really got a summer break from school. I ended up taking 15 hours this summer (5 classes) plus working around 30 hours a week. I needed to take a break from everything that I could afford to NOT do for a while.

Here’s just a quick update:

–Our apartment is slowly but surely coming together!! We’ve got ACTUAL decorations on the wall. Shocking.

–I am entering my SENIOR YEAR OF COLLEGE. Yeah. Still don’t know quite how to feel about that one.

–I started a new waitressing job (no longer working at the daycare) that I’m liking pretty well. And yes, for those of you who are wondering, I HAVE spilled a beverage on an unsuspecting patron. Thank you for asking.

–I am still broke. Some things never change.

August 28, 2008. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Everything’s catching up to me…

Things have been going back and forth between routine and crazy so quickly that I can’t seem to catch my breath!

I made my schedule for school for next semester. It’s looking to be pretty crazy, but still manageable. I’m glad I got that out of the way and got enrolled in the classes I needed.

However, now I’ll have to quit my job.

I work at a daycare right now, and they want you to commit to a set schedule of Monday through Friday, whatever hour to whatever hour. Which will not work for me for fall since I’ll be in class pretty much all day and into the evening on certain days.

So. I’m on a job search.

And fighting with my sister.

And stressed in general.

Its a good thing tomorrow is Sunday!! I need a recharge! One that only God can give me. I’m so glad I have Him to turn to.

July 12, 2008. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

So much to do

I have so much I have to do in the next few weeks, it seems a little overwhelming. Is it just me, or does there always seem to be so much more to pay for than there is money in the bank???

For instance, here are just a few things I have to get done:

-buy groceries (it seems like I’m always in need of groceries, even when I’ve just bought some. Darn that whole need-to-eat thing!)

-DECORATE!!! Seriously. This place is still very very blank. You would cry.

-sign up for and pay for fall semester. oy.

-pay rent.

-pay bills.

And on top of all that, I just received an email saying I need to apply for my MAY graduation soon. And pay the fee for it, of course. Is it just me, or does that seem ridiculously early for a graduation date that is still 11 months away??

My gameplan: win the lottery.

June 26, 2008. Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Sell your life on ebay???

When I saw the title of the news story on Yahoo “Brokenhearted Man Sells Life on Ebay”, I HAD to check it out.

As I viewed the short clip, I found myself brokenhearted FOR him. This man is going through a divorce after being married for five years, and feels the only thing left for him to do is to completely unplug himself, sell all his belongings and memories, and leave. Just like that. While I’m all for seeing the world and living abroad (I’m actually planning on doing that myself after I graduate), I’m not sure that the timing is right. When your world is rocked, is it the best time to be alone in a foreign, strange place without any family or friends?

Included in the package for sale is his home in Australia, car, motorcycle (I think… it was included in the video anyway), a trial run at his job, and an introduction to his friends.

I’m assuming he wants the same considerations on the other end, but let’s just hope everyone is as honest as he is. His only stipulation is that he wants to have a layover in England on his way to wherever so he can visit his mom.

I’ve never been in his situation, so I don’t know exactly how that would feel. But it does seem pretty foreign to me that his method of dealing with heartache is to disconnect. Personally, when my world has been rocked previously, all I want to do is be surrounded by those who love me. If I were to be going through heartache and selling everything I know and am familiar with, and leaving my home country, I think I would wind up going crazy!

I’d be interested to hear about the person who is “buying his life” (actually sounds a little spooky to me) as well as more about the “life” this man is trading for. Does this seem a little strange to you too, or is it something you would be interested in doing in his situation?

June 24, 2008. Uncategorized. 1 comment.


Don’t you hate being reminded of something you THOUGHT you already knew?

I have been ridiculously excited for the past few months about moving into my new apartment this weekend. I had planned everything around a June 1st move-in date.

God giggles at my plans.

I found out yesterday that the people who are currently in the apartment have no intention of moving out until the last minute of their lease (May 31st).  This is a Saturday. June 1st, the day I have started paying for the apartment, is a Sunday.


My roommates and I are not allowed to move in until the apartment maintenance people have replaced the carpets, repainted the rooms, and made repairs. Which I assume they would not do on a Sunday. Or even get done in one day. No one ever seems to be in a rush when they do these things.

The issue: I am only allowed to stay in the dorms until tomorrow.

This leaves me a transient for at least a few days. Can’t move forward, can’t move back. Can’t go home for this time period because home is too far from work. Work is imperative because of the whole “money” issue…

Thank goodness for my sister’s couch!

Make all plans for yourself using pencil, never pen.

May 30, 2008. apartment. 1 comment.