Saturday, December 19, 2009

bustin the block

blockbuster hates me. this fact has been brought to my attention in the past, however tonight it became reality. my brother and i were enjoying a little quality time together and after a fun-filled evening of christmas shopping and filling our bellies with a little mama g's, we headed to our local movie store to rent a movie. after searching for the movie which best fit our mood, little bro decided on little miss sunshine. which, i must add, is one of my all time favorites. i was thoroughly pleased with my brother's decision and we proceeded to check out.

our dear friend tommy behind the counter asked us to grab a different dvd because the one we picked was looking a little "messed up". gladly exchanging the dvd's, paid, and walked out to the car.

arriving home, we began settling into begin this marvelous movie. i was very happy to share such greatness with my little brother. he was also eager to watch. but no. five short minutes into the movie the dvd starts skipping. as with every other time we rent a movie, we opened the player and cleaned the movie off. then did it about four more times. fifth time: we took the movie back. after a process with our friend tommy, we were suggested to change movies. stead and i were both very upset and settled for the breakup. not as good. in the least. oh blockbuster. messing up our evening.

however, when emily came home we watched the entire snl christmas episode on my computer. she did not realize all she was missing in her life until after the show was over. we then proceeded to watch a handful of wonderful other snl skits. fantastic. thank you snl, you made my night one million times better.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

white stars. glittery trees.

raise your hand if you are not studying. [[please consider this sentence the action of me raising my hand extremely high. ]]

gosh i am finished with the french language forever. at least the studies of the french language. and at least as i have planned. but, as with all things, they are subject to change. but the moment i turned in that exam was the moment my brain had a little party to itself about the wonderful greatness that it had just accomplished. so grand. you should have been there.

good story. walked into ak's coffee, which i had never been to before, and was pleasantly surprised by extreme awkward silence. i was so alarmed by this lack of noise and conversation i even turned to my friend who i was with and commented. which led to my commenting to the cute little girl behind the counter. she was cute. had a great little outfit on.

if i worked in a coffee shop, my outfit would look like that. no doubt.

my friend and i "adjusted" our voices as i proceeded to pour out very interesting and i am sure fascinating storied about my experiences with doctors lately. after our drinks arrived and we were soaking in the quiet and each other's stories we noticed there was now music playing quietly overhead. later i realized that the real reason there was music playing was because i commented on the awkwardness in the room. thank. you. coffee. girl.

leaving coffee with glitter covering my body was really hilarious. there was this precious little decorative tree on the table that was covered with little gold glitter. lots. of gold. glitter. and because i am a very distracted individual and enjoy playing with things i proceeded to get glitter all over me. as did my friend. i love glittery trees.

africa has been on my heart this week. i've been wearing my black ring with the white stars on it from the market in uganda. i am just praying for guidance. maybe a little sign that i should be where i am. and be doing what i'm doing.

as in all situations in life, my lack of knowledge in some areas is proving to be as good as i thought. which is not really good at all. praying for guidance there too.

so now i am going to run. l o n g. i need it bad. then i'll jump back into the world of rocks and plate tectonics. the world of geology.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

better love i see

i don't want to face this valley
i don't want to walk alone
you say that you'll leave to find me
well i am begging you now to come

don't think i could face the morning
my heaviness is on my chest
you say that you'll lift this burden
well i am begging you to bring me rest

so come and find me
in the darkest night of my soul
in the shadow of the valley
i am dying
for you to make me whole
for you to make me whole

i can't keep myself from sinking
from drowning down in all this shame
my throat is worn out from calling for help
and im praying you'll remember my name

i know i can't fight this battle
been surrounded on every side
you say that you will deliver me
well i am praying that you'll restore my life
so come and find me
in the darkest night of my soul
in the shadow of the valley
i am dying
for you to make me whole
for you to make me whole

answer me out of the goodness of love
and your mercy turned to me
i know its you that i've been running from
but i'm seeing that it's you i need
you're all i need

today i was able to look back to my first few blogs and reminisce about the past year. all the things i've seen, all the things i've done, all my new friends, all my old ones. all the things that have changed. it was a meaningful little experience. i began reading about finals last year. my first finals as an eager little freshman. i read about my lack of focus during finals, and that is one thing that has not changed with time.

this time of the school year draws you to your friends, for fear that by some unfortunate circumstance you wont see them until after the break. which, bitter sweet as it may seem, is a whole month long. you also are drawn to those you love because of the season. no, i am not referring to the cold, but to the season of celebration that is approaching. what a fantastic feeling rises in us during the christmas season. gosh i love it.

this week i am singing the first solo of my cornerstone career. we practiced tonight in brians little office which was cool. josh and jon and brian all played acoustic with bj on the djembe. it was close and warm. not only the atmosphere in the room, but the sound was. i love intimate settings as those. you are exposed. you are probably going to make a mistake that they are going to hear. but, that is reality. beautiful, imperfect reality.

in spite of the fact that i have finals breathing down my neck, i am sitting here writing for three people to read. total lack of motivation obviously.
i believe i should return to the world of books and re-memorizing everything i have learned this semester. oh the joy. it is no fun, but it has to be done nonetheless.