God give the faith and patience to cope with the state of my life right now. Help me to know that everything happens for a reason, and even though I may not make the best choices, you will always be there. Help me to know that there are worse things in the world than what I am going through, because there are those in the world that aren't going through life with you.
keep me safe and bless my family.
In You!
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Friday, September 23, 2005
Worst week ever: an explanation
1. Boys are confusing
2. Living in a constant pathetic state is horrible
3. Coming out of constant pathetic state, only to go back in two days later, stinks even worse than being horrible.
4. Being rejected by 5 out of the 6 social clubs on campus really builds up your self esteem
5. Having really bad singers sing directly outside your window adds to the pain of the migraine
you have had for the past week makes days stink even worse than horrible
6. Losing a really fantastic pair of sunglasses that were bought for more than 50% off!!
7. Being so tired and not being able to sleep enough
this week has stunk. Next week must be better!!
2. Living in a constant pathetic state is horrible
3. Coming out of constant pathetic state, only to go back in two days later, stinks even worse than being horrible.
4. Being rejected by 5 out of the 6 social clubs on campus really builds up your self esteem
5. Having really bad singers sing directly outside your window adds to the pain of the migraine
you have had for the past week makes days stink even worse than horrible
6. Losing a really fantastic pair of sunglasses that were bought for more than 50% off!!
7. Being so tired and not being able to sleep enough
this week has stunk. Next week must be better!!
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Ugh
This has been the worst week ever. Not Sunday to Saturday but more of a Friday to Friday thing. Maybe if it gets better I can tell you about it.
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Chaos
Kitties, armadillos and purple stew!!!
piper schedule:
Saturday Sept. 24 Chester County Courthouse 10:30
Saturday Oct. 1 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
Sunday, Oct 30 Waverly CoC time pending
Saturday Nov. 12 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
Wed. & Thurs. Nov. 16-17 South Haven, MS tour
Saturday December 3 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
School is still going okay. Allergies are killing me. Rush is this weekend, so campus is crazy.
love!
piper schedule:
Saturday Sept. 24 Chester County Courthouse 10:30
Saturday Oct. 1 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
Sunday, Oct 30 Waverly CoC time pending
Saturday Nov. 12 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
Wed. & Thurs. Nov. 16-17 South Haven, MS tour
Saturday December 3 Clayton Chapel, FHU campus 10:00
School is still going okay. Allergies are killing me. Rush is this weekend, so campus is crazy.
love!
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Blonde Girls Have ALL the Fun (a rant)
I am not a fan of blonde girls at the moment. Not all blonde girls, just the ones that "write" their speeches at 2:30 the morning they are to give said speech, and STILL win!!
let me start from the beginning.
SGA (student government association) elections were today. We had to give speeches after chapel. They told you before you signed up, while you were signing up, and multiple times after you signed up that you had to give a SPEECH. Yet still, two out of the four of the girls didn't have speeches, and even then, they all abandoned the remnant of a speech they had. They won. One girl had been president of her student council at home. I voted for her, because she deserved it. The other girl that won had her "speech" written on a gum-wrapper- sized piece of paper, and yes, she abandoned it. Oh the frustration!! To top it off I was told I lost by someone, unaffiliated with sga, in a very rude way. Which leads me to my next topic.
Boys are so not cool! I feel used as a friend.
scenario: after devo, or in the student center, or some other public place, lets say dining hall for this scene. You are having a conversation with a FRIEND of the male persuasion. The conversation is in no way dull or lacking. All the sudden a thin, flighty, light haired, heavily made-up female walks by or says hello, and you are yesterday's old meatloaf! This happened to me no less than 6 times tonight. I am feeling golden.
I don't know if it was because it was a Tuesday or god needed to bruise me a little, but please pray for me.
self esteem rating at the moment: 5% (I still have a good smile, and one male friend in the world. This is only because he said the only nice, reassuring thing all day: "hello Susansita!")
Academic update: I am doing fine, I studied today and last night. We are finally getting to a spot where I feel comfortable in Spanish (a.k.a. grammar.)
love to all.
Susansita
let me start from the beginning.
SGA (student government association) elections were today. We had to give speeches after chapel. They told you before you signed up, while you were signing up, and multiple times after you signed up that you had to give a SPEECH. Yet still, two out of the four of the girls didn't have speeches, and even then, they all abandoned the remnant of a speech they had. They won. One girl had been president of her student council at home. I voted for her, because she deserved it. The other girl that won had her "speech" written on a gum-wrapper- sized piece of paper, and yes, she abandoned it. Oh the frustration!! To top it off I was told I lost by someone, unaffiliated with sga, in a very rude way. Which leads me to my next topic.
Boys are so not cool! I feel used as a friend.
scenario: after devo, or in the student center, or some other public place, lets say dining hall for this scene. You are having a conversation with a FRIEND of the male persuasion. The conversation is in no way dull or lacking. All the sudden a thin, flighty, light haired, heavily made-up female walks by or says hello, and you are yesterday's old meatloaf! This happened to me no less than 6 times tonight. I am feeling golden.
I don't know if it was because it was a Tuesday or god needed to bruise me a little, but please pray for me.
self esteem rating at the moment: 5% (I still have a good smile, and one male friend in the world. This is only because he said the only nice, reassuring thing all day: "hello Susansita!")
Academic update: I am doing fine, I studied today and last night. We are finally getting to a spot where I feel comfortable in Spanish (a.k.a. grammar.)
love to all.
Susansita
Saturday, September 03, 2005
Everybody's Workin' on the weekend
Okay. So everyone doesn't sleep on the weekend, but I sure do. I have every right to. It has been one crazy week. I joined Pied Pipers, passed the essay to become exempt from English 101, envented a new rescue signal for girls on campus, scoped out the social clubs, got a new roommate, and learned I have no study skills. Who wouldn't be exhausted? I slept 9 hours last night and took a two hour nap today.
So far I have studied for Bible Basis of Missions and eaten. This post is purely in procrastination for studying speech com, aka the worst class in the world. I would gladly take Eric Brown every Sunday morning of my life or University Foundations until I graduated than take this class. I am fine at speech making. I need some improvement, but an 8-slide powerpoint showing
[ineffective] models of communication is not doing the trick.
Back to the craziness of this week. Pipers and english clep have already been discussed. Now i only have to tell you about the best rescue signal ever and my new roommate.
The rescue signal was invented at saturday night devotional. Shea, a good friend of mine, and I were talking when a *Nice boy showed up. Nicoll, Shea's sister came a few minutes later to discuss something privately with Shea. This left me and this *Nice boy alone to talk. I immediately start scanning the crowded commons for anyone who was actually, or could pose as, an interested beaux of mine. there was NO ONE. this left me in a very interesting predicament. i was stranded this *Nice boy was talking incecently about things i didnt find funny or intresting. could i leave without being a jerk? if i continued to stay would i be stalked by this *Nice boy? finally, after what seemed like an eternity (actually only about 5 minutes), it occured to me! I had a party to go to. Scott Hall was having a birthday party!! i immediately excused myself, and the *Nice boy did the same. (i think he finally picked up the signal.) on my way to scott hall, i ran into shea and nicoll, where we immediatly instituted the multi-fingered nose scratch rescue. a stranded girl would simply scratch her nose with more than one finger if ever she needed saving, and the nearest girl would immediately come to her rescue. It's simple, really.
Now my new roommate's name is Allison. she is shy and anti social, and specifically placed with me so i could help her. no exageration. Missy, the housing woman, placed her with me sho she wouldnt be homesick. this girl sleeps and stays in her dorm room. she doesnt come to devo's becuase they are past her bed time. she doesnt know why people would want or need late minutes. okay, that was an exaggeration, but the following sentences aren't.
we have only ad one 10 minute conversation. i was showing her the bathroom in Siberia (my little hallway in HRH), and i told her about the sign up sheet for shower times and such things. IN explaining to her that i took my showers at night she says, "Ohh, you're a Night Owl?",*insert snotty, emo kid tone*. She moved her things in friday while i was in spanish class, then left town. i have no idea about how things will be, but she did tell me "don't worry about moving furniture. I will help YOU do that later"... so yea. that is my new roommate. that being said: I LOVE MEGHANN McGEEHEE!!! she was the best roommatein the world.
I am going back to studying now. Granny is helping me develope study skills. :)
*Nice: lives on Paul gray third floor, only discusses computers and napoleon dynamite, wears funny hats and glasses, and has very little redeeming qualities other than being a christian. generally creepy in every way.
So far I have studied for Bible Basis of Missions and eaten. This post is purely in procrastination for studying speech com, aka the worst class in the world. I would gladly take Eric Brown every Sunday morning of my life or University Foundations until I graduated than take this class. I am fine at speech making. I need some improvement, but an 8-slide powerpoint showing
[ineffective] models of communication is not doing the trick.
Back to the craziness of this week. Pipers and english clep have already been discussed. Now i only have to tell you about the best rescue signal ever and my new roommate.
The rescue signal was invented at saturday night devotional. Shea, a good friend of mine, and I were talking when a *Nice boy showed up. Nicoll, Shea's sister came a few minutes later to discuss something privately with Shea. This left me and this *Nice boy alone to talk. I immediately start scanning the crowded commons for anyone who was actually, or could pose as, an interested beaux of mine. there was NO ONE. this left me in a very interesting predicament. i was stranded this *Nice boy was talking incecently about things i didnt find funny or intresting. could i leave without being a jerk? if i continued to stay would i be stalked by this *Nice boy? finally, after what seemed like an eternity (actually only about 5 minutes), it occured to me! I had a party to go to. Scott Hall was having a birthday party!! i immediately excused myself, and the *Nice boy did the same. (i think he finally picked up the signal.) on my way to scott hall, i ran into shea and nicoll, where we immediatly instituted the multi-fingered nose scratch rescue. a stranded girl would simply scratch her nose with more than one finger if ever she needed saving, and the nearest girl would immediately come to her rescue. It's simple, really.
Now my new roommate's name is Allison. she is shy and anti social, and specifically placed with me so i could help her. no exageration. Missy, the housing woman, placed her with me sho she wouldnt be homesick. this girl sleeps and stays in her dorm room. she doesnt come to devo's becuase they are past her bed time. she doesnt know why people would want or need late minutes. okay, that was an exaggeration, but the following sentences aren't.
we have only ad one 10 minute conversation. i was showing her the bathroom in Siberia (my little hallway in HRH), and i told her about the sign up sheet for shower times and such things. IN explaining to her that i took my showers at night she says, "Ohh, you're a Night Owl?",*insert snotty, emo kid tone*. She moved her things in friday while i was in spanish class, then left town. i have no idea about how things will be, but she did tell me "don't worry about moving furniture. I will help YOU do that later"... so yea. that is my new roommate. that being said: I LOVE MEGHANN McGEEHEE!!! she was the best roommatein the world.
I am going back to studying now. Granny is helping me develope study skills. :)
*Nice: lives on Paul gray third floor, only discusses computers and napoleon dynamite, wears funny hats and glasses, and has very little redeeming qualities other than being a christian. generally creepy in every way.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Smarty
Yesterday I found a little note in my mail box that said, "Congratulations! You Passed the English 101 Clep!" I PASSED THE CLEP TEST!!! I truly think that it is all because of Mrs. Robertson. So, a big shout out to all those fantastic high school English teachers that expected more than was humanly possible. I couldn't have done it without you.
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