Ok, just for the record, being 22 is very eventful. Some really good things and some kind of rough things have reared their wonderful or ugly heads (depending on if the circumstance was a good thing or a rough thing or me just looking in the mirror first thing in the morning) since I have become another year older.
But, Christmas arrived, with all of its gifts and prayers and Midnight Mass. It brought Santa, who mistakenly took me for a very good girl and showered me with many gifts, my brother and sister-in-law (who are now expecting! Prayers for them would be much appreciated!), and Christmas morning saw a total of ten people sitting in our living room, full of love and happiness for the birth of the baby Jesus. It was quite exciting. I have to say, I can't wait to get back and try out my game Twister with the girls on the hall. :o)
My birthday, too, went well. I recieved calls from many people including two of my favorite guy friends (or boyfriends, if I'm on pain medication...), who serenaded me on the phone and attempted to aid my mother in stealing my hamburger. Thanks, Dan and Larry! Also, Bethie, Ashley, Lola, Michele, Sarah, Jenn, and Joe M. called to wish me birthday wishes. It was God's way. Ted even called, which was exciting! (If I have forgotten to mention a name, my apologies, but there are two names not on the list that did not call...)
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and you all are in my prayers! Please pray for my Justin and Molly as well as my twin, who also could use many prayers right now.
God bless and may the baby Jesus keep you all very happy!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Christmas Time is Here
Wow. What a finals week! I have never been so stressed out or so tired in my life. But it's over, for better or worse. And that wicked semester that came in with a bang went out with a bang. A good bang for some, and bad for others. For me, it was bittersweet.
(First, I would like to thank Ted, who helped me during Finals. She was awesome and was a dear to keep me motivated and focused the whole week. I didn't see much of her, nor any of my other friends, but she'll make up for that next semester. Oh, she will! :o) )
The night before I left, we all held a surprise party for Justin and AJ and it was a blast. Granted, we all were worn out, but it was so much fun! Both the guys were really surprised and then we went over to the Commons to play games with Justin. But the whole time, I was so tired and when I would attempt to go back to the dorm, Ted with her God-given Damien strength would push me down to the ground or Niki with her death-glare would shoot holes in my head. (The wounds from both are healing nicely.) Finally, they let me go back. When, I got to the dorm and started to go in the front door, I was shocked because instead of heading off to her room, Ted and Bethie actually were coming up to visit. This was unprecedented. No wonder, because when I opened the door to my room, I was met with flashing cameras and Happy Birthdays!
I have never known how it felt to have people care about you just because you're you outside of my dear family. But there were girls in my room who were singing to me and hugging me. My dear sister Emily threw me a party. It was lovely. As I was overcoming that shocking fact, I got a rock at my window. Imagine, me getting a rock! I thought it was a boy. But, it wasn't. It was twenty boys! And they were at my window. I thought they might be getting directions to another girl's window, but they began serenading. It was incredible! It was also cold, so thank you to all of those sweet boys!
Then, I had to say good-bye to the first of my senior friends. Justin left. I don't think it was God's way, but the seniors claim it is. I think it's because they get to leave some chic behind after them who is getting them years off purgatory, but they insist it isn't. Anyway, it was quite sad and since I am not good with good-byes, I had a really hard time that night, too.
And now I am home. For any of you who are having a nice, quiet break at home, please write me and let me know how that feels. Things have been unraveling here since I stepped off of the plane, literally. I am asking for your prayers for an intention of mine that is very important.
But, Christmas will come and I hope things calm down soon, although things are never calm for the Smith Family. And I have come to realize that I am God's sitcom.
All of my dear friends will be in my most fervent of prayers this Season. Merry Christmas! For those of you who didn't throw my number away, give me a call! God bless you and your families!
(First, I would like to thank Ted, who helped me during Finals. She was awesome and was a dear to keep me motivated and focused the whole week. I didn't see much of her, nor any of my other friends, but she'll make up for that next semester. Oh, she will! :o) )
The night before I left, we all held a surprise party for Justin and AJ and it was a blast. Granted, we all were worn out, but it was so much fun! Both the guys were really surprised and then we went over to the Commons to play games with Justin. But the whole time, I was so tired and when I would attempt to go back to the dorm, Ted with her God-given Damien strength would push me down to the ground or Niki with her death-glare would shoot holes in my head. (The wounds from both are healing nicely.) Finally, they let me go back. When, I got to the dorm and started to go in the front door, I was shocked because instead of heading off to her room, Ted and Bethie actually were coming up to visit. This was unprecedented. No wonder, because when I opened the door to my room, I was met with flashing cameras and Happy Birthdays!
I have never known how it felt to have people care about you just because you're you outside of my dear family. But there were girls in my room who were singing to me and hugging me. My dear sister Emily threw me a party. It was lovely. As I was overcoming that shocking fact, I got a rock at my window. Imagine, me getting a rock! I thought it was a boy. But, it wasn't. It was twenty boys! And they were at my window. I thought they might be getting directions to another girl's window, but they began serenading. It was incredible! It was also cold, so thank you to all of those sweet boys!
Then, I had to say good-bye to the first of my senior friends. Justin left. I don't think it was God's way, but the seniors claim it is. I think it's because they get to leave some chic behind after them who is getting them years off purgatory, but they insist it isn't. Anyway, it was quite sad and since I am not good with good-byes, I had a really hard time that night, too.
And now I am home. For any of you who are having a nice, quiet break at home, please write me and let me know how that feels. Things have been unraveling here since I stepped off of the plane, literally. I am asking for your prayers for an intention of mine that is very important.
But, Christmas will come and I hope things calm down soon, although things are never calm for the Smith Family. And I have come to realize that I am God's sitcom.
All of my dear friends will be in my most fervent of prayers this Season. Merry Christmas! For those of you who didn't throw my number away, give me a call! God bless you and your families!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
An Update
So, I'm almost halfway through finals. I actually should be studying right now, but I am waiting for my study partner to show up. I think he's still sleeping and has forgotten... Anyway, so Philosophy and Moral Theology are done and I think that I nailed both of them. It is all very exciting.
I don't think I have ever studied this hard and this long for anything in my whole life. I have to, though, because I have six finals and with a lot of the finals I have to do well on the finals in order to do well in the classes. So, I have spent long hours typing away answers to study guides and searching through notes for elusive answers. In the last two days I have not slept very much and the sleep-amount is not looking very good from now until Thursday. But I will make it through. One of my friends turned mentor has kept me focused, sometimes refusing to talk to me even on my rare study breaks. :o) It's been good for me to work this hard, though. It builds character and shows me that I can do anything I really put my mind to.
I can't believe the semester is drawing to a close. It's been really intense for all of us and I have never had so much going on in my life. But, as is typical with hard times and heart-ache, God always takes advantage of the moment to teach us something. And I have learned a lot this semester. When ever I have a moment to breathe, I'll put a real posting up about God's whispers this semester. He's so awesome!
But, pray for me that I continue to do well and I hope that my friends know that I am praying for them, too.
God help us all!
I don't think I have ever studied this hard and this long for anything in my whole life. I have to, though, because I have six finals and with a lot of the finals I have to do well on the finals in order to do well in the classes. So, I have spent long hours typing away answers to study guides and searching through notes for elusive answers. In the last two days I have not slept very much and the sleep-amount is not looking very good from now until Thursday. But I will make it through. One of my friends turned mentor has kept me focused, sometimes refusing to talk to me even on my rare study breaks. :o) It's been good for me to work this hard, though. It builds character and shows me that I can do anything I really put my mind to.
I can't believe the semester is drawing to a close. It's been really intense for all of us and I have never had so much going on in my life. But, as is typical with hard times and heart-ache, God always takes advantage of the moment to teach us something. And I have learned a lot this semester. When ever I have a moment to breathe, I'll put a real posting up about God's whispers this semester. He's so awesome!
But, pray for me that I continue to do well and I hope that my friends know that I am praying for them, too.
God help us all!
Sunday, December 11, 2005
ME DURING FINALS:
I AM GOING SLOWLY CRAZY
CRAZY SLOWLY GOING AM I
I AM GOING SLOWLY CRAZY...
OK, FINALS ARE NOT GOD'S WAY!
CRAZY SLOWLY GOING AM I
I AM GOING SLOWLY CRAZY...
OK, FINALS ARE NOT GOD'S WAY!
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Beth K.: My Special Friend
My dear friend, Beth, informed me (actually rather it was not really informed, more like she tore me apart with her bitter glare and tone) that I did not mention her as one of my friends in one of my previous posts. I am hoping beyond hope that Beth will grant her divine forgiveness to her lowly friend, so I will attempt to win her friendship back by penning a few lines about her (for which she granted me permission at brunch this morning.)
And I have one more thing to say. Ted sided with her, stating that I did indeed state this horrible statement. I would wonder how it was that Ted could know this, since she has not visited her dear (at least I hope she would call me dear), little friend's blog in an awfully long time.
On to the fun:
For Beth:
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
Roses are red,
Daisies are white
Sugar is sweet
You're a really good height.
Roses are red,
Daisies are White
Sugar is sweet
And your soul is bright.
Roses are red
Grass is green
Sugar is sweet
And you're really clean!
I hope that Beth can accept this as a testimony of my apology. If she doesn't forgive me, I can put up more poetry in her honor...
And I have one more thing to say. Ted sided with her, stating that I did indeed state this horrible statement. I would wonder how it was that Ted could know this, since she has not visited her dear (at least I hope she would call me dear), little friend's blog in an awfully long time.
On to the fun:
For Beth:
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you.
Roses are red,
Daisies are white
Sugar is sweet
You're a really good height.
Roses are red,
Daisies are White
Sugar is sweet
And your soul is bright.
Roses are red
Grass is green
Sugar is sweet
And you're really clean!
I hope that Beth can accept this as a testimony of my apology. If she doesn't forgive me, I can put up more poetry in her honor...
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