Sometimes

"Your words are so foolishly and ignorantly composed that I cannot believe you understand them."

-Martin Luther

From Explanations of the Ninety-Five Theses, pg. 87 of Luther's Works, Vol. 31

Can't stop listening to

Foster The People

Torches

It is so ridiculously GOOD.

Farms, fires, floating lanterns, and fun nights with friends

Cedarville

Two weekends ago I had a track meet at Cedarville University. Yeah, I went to run the mile in the DMR (distance medley relay), but we all know I went so I could spend the day with my best friend. It was wonderful. We went on a "hike" in the woods, probably the best that Ohio has to offer. I miss you Rachel!!

Struggles of a typical Type A

Chemistry test tomorrow, aftermath of a failed calculus test sinking in, first track meet of my college career this weekend, need to learn how to do a chi square test for my bio lab report, can't find time to sleep, paranoid lack of sleep will make me sick, can't find time to call my wonderful Grandma and say thank you for card and present she sent me, group project is working without me due to my inconvenient schedule....

These are the confessions of an extremely Type A personality. I hate it. All our worrying and freaking out only results in stress overloads and a marred perspective of the real world. In reality, this test will not affect my future, but my brain has projected it to show that if I fail, i will fail the class, then i won't get into grad school, and THEN i will have no career, thus no money, and so i'll perish on the streets, hungry and homeless. That just makes so much sense doesn't it?

Snapping back to reality, Jesus loves me and there is nothing I can do to make him love me more. And there is nothing I can do to make him love me less. Remembering that is the cure.

Obviously, it is a daily struggle, but when I get stressed I have GOT to step back and look at it with a wider, wiser perspective: this too shall pass.

Mean while, I am going to try to become a Type B. They are soo much more fun to be around! And nothing phases them, at least that is the impression they give off.

I think I see some greener grass over there!

So you're a veggie, eh?

It just came to mind that people probably think me very bizarre for not eating meat. I mean that's what I would have been thinking more than two years ago...

I have never been fond of meat, but I would eat it because in my natural environment, that is what people do. But ever since I stopped- and I mean stopped, haven't had meat since- a new normal has established its place in my mind. I just don't think about it in the same way as I did before. Because it was easy for me to give up meat (remember, i've never LOVED it, in most cases i hated it), I have not craved it sense. Every day the weirdness of saying "no" became further behind me. Now, it is off in the far distance, and I know now I will never eat meat again. Well, actually, there is a potential deviation in my future, and that would be that I'd eat fish if I ever do marathons. So, apart from that pescatarian exception, I will be, once and forever, a vegetarian.

Sorry. And for all you males out there, I completely understand your lack of understanding: men like their meat.

Snowy Seattle on my birthday