I won't duck!

One of my favorite lines in one of my favorite movies is this: When God throws a curveball, don't duck. You might miss something.

Welcome to my world. It's full of curveballs.

One of my sorority sisters, Faire*, and I, along with a mutual friend, took a roadtrip to see a concert tonight. For those into the "Christian Alternative" scene, this was the concert to go to... Leeland, Brandon Heath, and Francesca Battistelli. Anyways, I'm sitting there, enjoying the music, yada yada, and then BOOM! Here comes Leeland and Brandon's single "Follow You." I've heard this song on the radio. It's good. I sing along with it, but do I actually understand the lyrics? Not until last week. I've been hearing the song for AGES by now (ok, not ages, but several months!) This is almost as bad as finally getting one of my dad's jokes when I'm SEVENTEEN! (believe me, it happened!)

So the song is really melodic, and I really like it. First off, let me explain. I have one of the most eclectic tastes in music out there. I love me some Brahms and Beethoven, and then I might turn around and listen to Becoming the Archetype or KJ-52. I've even been known to like *gasp* backstreet boys! It's pretty random. Even Weird Al is a fav in my world! But anyways, I love "Follow You!" It's my dream, my mission statement, all wrapped into a song.

I'll follow you in to the homes that are broken
Follow you into the world
Meet the needs for the poor and the hungry, God
Follow you into the world.

That's the chorus. To think I just listened to the song, actually LISTENED to it a few days ago. After they play this song, they talk about this organization that helps developing countries overcome poverty and the mindset it brings. The stories they told were amazing! I wanted to sign on the dotted line to work with that organization. It wasn't enough to just give money, but I wanted to be out there working with them, helping all those people find their dignity, their humanity, all over again. I want to tell them of the love I've come to know. Anyways, after they tell these stories, they say "Hey, we're not signing autographs now, but if you have any questions, come on up and ask..." Perfect! I can find out from Leeland himself what this organization does and if there are opportunities to intern or whatever. So I go up. Please understand, I'm not doing this to talk to the lead singer of my favorite band... I'm doing this because I HAVE TO KNOW! Leeland just happened to be available to answer my question. So i go up and tell him, "Hey look, this is like my dream job." and his response, "Well, I'm about to rock your world" and then he tells me about these internships they have with the organization. If there's a country I'm really broken for, then I can go and intern there. WOW! That was just what I needed to know.

Well, i can't just keep this opportunity to myself, so I text my wonderful and practically perfect boyfriend (don't tell him i said that *JK*) asking if he's asleep. "Nope!" so I call him. The concert's at intermission anyway. I tell him about all this and this other opportunity i have and how I can't choose one, because both seem so PERFECT! There is no way to choose just one. One would be here, in the USA and in my home state, and another would be overseas, wherever. How do you choose? So anyways, I discuss this with him. It was so wonderful to hear him encourage me in my dreams. I think we, as females, forget that anyone we date should be a source of encouragement and not bashing, not perfecting... Anyway, he was encouraging me, saying that my dreams were important to him, and i think, if it were physically possible, I'd have melted into a puddle of goo about the consistency of nacho cheese.

I'm so amazed at my wonderful Yeshua, that He'd let me date this man of God whom I absolutely adore. I'm also amazed at Yeshua for other reasons.... But what kind of person would I be if I weren't?

*Faire is not her name, but I felt like writing a name on here so that you, and i, would have clarification :-)

My Housemates! *grin*

When I stop having to rely on library computers and I have my own in return, chances are I'll probably post pictures of my four four-legged housemates. Since I can't show you pictures just yet, I'll try and paint them in words.

Raider he's an all black lab/shepherd mix. His favorite games include football, wrestle with Daddy, and tag. He also will play fetch. He loves fun, and can be very hyper active. He whines when he's happy.

Mace she's all white, probably lab mix. Her nickname is Mama because she always has a sock or random toy in her mouth as though it were her puppy. She also make these interesting noises when she's happy.

Skip I call him "the Mutt." Not sure what kind of dog he is, but he's got some aussie in him (you can tell in his eyes). His favorite past time? Getting into the trash can and having a garbage party all over the house.

Grace a licensed therapy dog... she's a chow/golden retriever and ADORABLE! she lets her "dad" beat up on her (all in jest, of course) and is just all around sweet.

So aside from these adorable puppies, my day got better! I really wanna go to the local haunted house, but i don't wanna go alone. I watched my "little brother" yesterday. He evidently stole money from his mom and a friend and is now working off that debt... times three. "Watch your stuff" his mom told me. Well, i don't have much he can steal at the moment, so I'm not worried. But the fact that he did that? well, I just wanted to strangle him. I didn't... but if he had stolen from me, I'd have made him wash my car, and detail it, and then wash and detail it again, along with paying for my gas :) yeah. I'm a mean "big sister" but it's so much fun.

Back to my real world life.

I think I'll go scream now.

I have a love hate relationship with my major at school. I love it because it's all about two of my passions... Yeshua, and People. I hate it because it's still very male dominated, especially in the Baptist South. I don't know if you caught it, but I'm very much a female. I mean, I've got a wonderful boyfriend who I adore immensely! and my blog, at least currently, is VERY pink!

It's friday, and I only have one class on fridays, at 9 AM (the boyfriend is jealous cuz he works till 4:30 every day *grin*) and I'm the ONLY girl in there.... There are a dozen people in that class, 11 students, and the prof. I'm the girl. THE girl. Today we were discussing a case study about ministers (since i'm a ministerial student) and it was basically the pastor complaining about the music minister who (the minister said) had a hard time keeping appointments and was "very emotional." What's wrong with emotional? I understand that hey, yeah, we need to keep appointments and structure isn't a bad thing, but it was all complaints against the music minister. I was trying to say "we need to see where the music minister is coming from before we can confront him." I understand, we need to confront the music minister. He's not being the most efficient, i see that! But what if he's from another culture where time is relative, or what if he's from a charismatic background and is genuinely sensitive to the Spirit? We can't always look at life through Baptist lenses... SERIOUSLY!

So in class, I'm trying to say that before we can say "How can I help you?" we need to get to know him. We have to get to that point in a relationship where confrontation is not seen as a personal attack, but rather as a chance to grow.

And the whole time I felt like my thoughts were not being heard, that I was not important in the class because my goal in life is not to be a pastor of a church, but one who meets the needs of those I meet. I have to take this class because I'm a ministerial student... I'm not sure that my prof understands that not everyone is going to be *the* pastor of a church. Some are going into missions, some into youth ministry, some into music, some into the pastorate. it's about as varied as the people in the class (which I wanna point out is not very varied.... it's all males... mostly going into the pastorate!)

I admit... sometimes I just talk to be heard. I'm a girl. Girls talk, as a general rule. HOWEVER! this wasn't one of those times. All I wanted, really, was to feel validated... I wanted to know that even though I'm the only girl in the class that I had a valid point. I don't think the prof quite got it.

I left wanting to shoot myself (except not really) and then I checked my voicemail and got yet another message from the ring company with yet another hold on my order. "Your ring design can only have three characters." Well, heck. I might as well go with the other ring design!

Seriously, can today get any worse? **EDIT: yes... my day CAN get worse.... at the Cafe earlier, I sat my stuff down only to come back with my food to realize it'd been moved because the people sitting at the table didn't take time to tell me "hey! [chick] is sitting there!" Seriously. All it would take is a quick glance, see that it's me and say "Sorry, Ad! this seat is taken by [chick]. She just got up to get her food." i would've been fine! /growl... 1630 can't get here soon enough. I miss my boyfriend **end edit**

Well, I guess I can look forward to 4:30 and a wonderful call from the wonderful boy. Then my day with be 1000% better.... Just saying.

best pick up line...

Well, at least of the day. I was talking to the boyfriend earlier and the conversation went something like this.... best pickup line is in song of solomon.... just don't tell him that ;-)
Me: I don't know why I'm so tired.
Him: I do! (smile in his voice)
Me: you do? (extremely curious)
Him: Because you've been running through my mind.... ALL DAY!

Yeah. It was great. I mean, seriously! I think I'm pretty dern lucky to have such an awesome boyfriend.

In other news... Once again I am procrastinating on homework... WHOOO!!!

the end.

Toxic Fumes = Toxic Migraine

I bought myself a Wii on Friday. I decided since I had money and I could, I was going to buy one, and not only that, but also Lego Indiana Jones. So, being by very nature, me, I stayed up late playing games on Friday and Saturday, play a little on sunday and get sick on monday. To add to this, the Fam decided to refinish the hardwood floors this week. So yesterday, I have another monstrous headache and it took me until talking with my wonderful and rather adorkable boyfriend to realize "Hey! It must be the fumes from the varnish!!" so i grab my pillow and blanket and park on the couch last night, and miraculously wake up starving this morning. I say miraculously, but honestly, I barely ate yesterday thanks to the fumes in my bedroom. Mr. T even made fajitas! (and I love me fajitas!) Sadly, even chicken noodle soup, the source of cure for any illness helped none.

Today, after sleeping decently on the loveseat (which was pretty difficult seeing as I'm rather long and I had to curl into a tight ball to fit) and waking up to find that I had no more headache, or extreme nausea, I go to class and fall asleep during my nine o'clock, and I'm still starving, even after eating a bowl of oatmeal and some Ritz crackers. I wait for lunch, which predictably is chicken fried crap, and grab a tuna fish sandwich, which tastes horrible (why couldn't it have been chicken salad? I could at least TOLERATE it better!) It was great to be out in the fresh air after being in an old and relatively smelly (thanks to the varnish) house. I noticed myself becoming short of breath, so I made a mental note to avoid la casa until i HAD to be home, or the door could be propped open without risking the dogs getting loose. I came home after class (and a quick run to Sonic because I was STARVING still!) and decide I wanna play games on the Wii. I start out with Lego, and move to Wii Sports. And now I wish I had classic SNES games on the Wii. I have quite the hunkering for a nice dose of super mario brothers, or donkey kong country.

Anyways. I can't decide if I'm gonna sleep in my room or on the couch one more time. I'm kinda procrastinating on sleep because I had a rather large cup of coffee not long ago, and I'm NOT tired....

on a side note, i always find it kinda boring reading a blog saying "this is what i did today!" and here I am writing one.

I told you I would update this sporadically! it's inevitable.