Monday, July 12, 2004

 
Who Knew?

Check out: Http://midchildsublet.blogspot.com/

You'll be surprised (but not as surprised as I am).
posted by sprite 8:31 PM

Thursday, April 03, 2003

 
Six months. Heh.

My love for blogging has been waning in the recent weeks for several reasons; I've thought of this for a while and you know what? I'm just going to do it. So goodbye, dear blog, you were useful for a phase, but I have decided to move on.

Perhaps one day I'll return (never fully shut the door, I say), but for the long stretch, consider this site "Closed For Internal Repairs."
posted by sprite 10:58 AM

Saturday, March 29, 2003

 
"Got to open my eyes to everything."

So Schooby passes on a piece of music for my ears to listen to; you know what? It is good. Very, very good. Evanescence is certainly crawling up the charts thus held in my brain for these purposes.

I hate losing in tennis when I know its in my ability and in my partner's ability to win. For some reason, we couldn't get our act together enough today to win when we should have. Lucky for us, we're playing U of D once again next weekend, so we'll have a second shot in doing it right. One and all, you are now invited to see a little tennis booty-kicking, I promise, it'll be good. (BTW, Saturday, 2 pm)

Had an interesting conversation with Juergens during a particular lull in the day. I tried to fight it, but for some reason, the man suckered me into talking about farting. Don't ask, don't tell. It was ridiculous and he had me laughing so bad that if I wasn't sitting on the ground already, I would have fallen off my seat. What is it with guys and not getting that girls consider it gross? Oddly enough, we just passed over the subject in Microbiology, so I was able to give him some 'official' terms, so help me... geez, it was stupid. So stupid. He's so fun.

Eating at Applebee's this evening with the team, four of us sitting at the same table faced a problem. One of the people there wanted to order a *virgin* mudslide; the rest of us warned them that we're not allowed to do that, even if it lacks the alcohol, because it's all about appearances sake. We agreed not to drink when attending LU (even though it is in an incredibly vague contract, from what I've heard and seen), thus we should definitely not be drinking in a public setting (particularly wearing LU Tennis hoodies at the time - last name and all). It was decided that the drink would simply go in a 'to go' cup, but the waiter posed a problem. First, a mudslide without the alcohol? Simply a milkshake. Two, when the order was switched to a virgin strawberry daqueri (in the same to go cup), we were told that was impossble due to TABC (Texas Alcohol & Beverage Commissioner, for those who don't know) rules. There was a quick discussion where the rest of us advised that it was probably not the best idea to go through with it. Hence, no drink. Heh. Long story, I know. Anyway, this all led to some interesting discussion about people's opinions on alcohol consumption and the such. Hmm.

I can understand why the administration bans drinking on campus, as in when students are attending school during the actual semesters. First, some people can't control their behavior when it comes to that (and some of them still don't, contract be screwed in their opinion); second, this school, as an institution, is intent on keeping up proper appearances. Students getting drunk in Applebee's after a tennis match, well, that doesn't work well in that direction. But what if we're at home, surrounded by only family members? New Year's Eve, anyone? Personally, I think that tends more to personal conviction. I have no opinion inside of me that alcohol is inherently bad, though the overconsumption of it is. Eh, enough said about that, I suppose. Just something on my mind.

Let's not discuss the ban on dancing now, shall we?

I sigh.
posted by sprite 11:38 PM

Tuesday, March 25, 2003

 
Okay, for some reason I just haven't had the urge to update lately. I'm not sure what it is, but maybe it's not worth enough to bother questioning. Eh.

But I'm here now, so that's gotta say something. I just finished making yogurt over in micro lab; lots of fun to be had, I tell you. I have every intention of bringing some fun stuff to class on Thursday so we have can have a good time munching out. I feel slightly silly for having told Dr. J on his 40th birthday what the number 41 is considered in Mexico. So far, he keep on joking that he won't have a birthday next year based on the revelation I made. Needless to say, I have no intention of telling anymore what it means (Sorry, Schooby & Johnny, you would only be grossly offended). Anyway, I've gotta learn to keep my mouth shut.

The tennis team got mauled by Mississippi College last weekend, which didn't come as much of a shocker. Our team is more than decent, but we were up against the number on in the conference; sometimes the Goliath just doesn't go down, you know? Or maybe we just aren't David. Probably both. No big thing, though. We're going to U of D this weekend, I'm sure we'll have a better shot there. Oh, I have to shudder here, just remembering what one of the girls looked like with a too-deep tan. There's such a thing as TOO DANG MUCH, honey. Think about it.

Last week felt like three stuffed into one. It's weird to think that just seven days ago around this time, my mom showed up with my niece and nephew. There was so much in there, returning from Chicago, getting a family visit, taking a micro test, taking a elementary stats test (that class must die a slow, cruel death, ugh), attending an IMPACT retreat as well as the MC match... it was so long. Oh, yeah, and my birthday was in there, too. On Sunday, I just looked back and marveled at just how much had happened; Chicago feels light years away right now. I already feel disconnected from it all, which is more than slightly disappointing, because it was something that I enjoyed more than I expected. What's even more disheartening is that due to the the U of D match, I'm going to miss the debriefing and the opportunity to hang out with my team. Kerri's already demanded that I skip the match, but what can you do?

Lots of random thoughts today.

RSF # 14 I miss Chicago. (Who knew the small town girl would moan over the big city?) Or maybe I just miss the people, just can't figure it out.
posted by sprite 10:48 AM

Saturday, March 22, 2003

 
I should be in bed now, seeing as its so late and I have a long day ahead of me, but it's just not happening so far. But you know what? I think I'm okay with that.

Thsi isnt' the long blog that I promsied myself I'd write, it's simply an in between place that I can spend time in until my roomie vacates the shower and I can go in to get cleaned up from the mess I made this evening. In either case, I'm here, finally, after being back at school for nearly a week. Hmm... what to say...

Chicago? Was incredible. There were so many factors working together in that week, I don't know where to begin. I met people whose stories blew me away and left me reeling over the fact that just because the mighty me was on a misison trip, God could so very easily minister to me through those I had conversations with, no matter what their background was, different from what I am used to seeing or not. The team basically came a sort of jack of all trades, running around doing all sorts of things, like tutoring sixth graders to fixing up dinner for the women of the shelter to do carpentry work in the house that BreakThrough Ministires was moving into. I didn't realize, for one thing, that we were being added on to a very well situated and awesome ministry. It wasn't like we were setting up little VBS's for children who had never heard the word of God or building a church. There are hundreds of churches in Chicago, there are thousands of chidlren who first need to know that someone on this earth cares enough about them to hound them about their homework. It was through those things, these established areas that we could jump in and throw ourselves into the work. What's so spiritual about sorting clothes for a homeless shelter? Well, depends on how you look at it. If you're simply laughing at the hideous style pile, well... not much. But when you think about how a woman is going to be easily provided for when she needs a dress for Easter so she can visit with her kids... hmm. Makes you think. Makes you realize that you're a small part of something so much bigger than you, so much more complex and it's weird to think that God knows about every single little piece of it all, right on down to the thoughts we're having. It's mind-boggling, I tell you, simply mind-boggling.

It helped that my team completely kicked arse. Oh, my goodness, I felt wonderful around them. I'll leave it at that for now, because I'm dead tired, but wow. I know that I strain from doing the whole smacking people with God through my blog, but goodness... he so incredibly blessed us with a unique unity and rampart. Wow. Just wow. I will always remember this trip for so many great things.

(More later.. too tired and the roomie is out of the shower!)
posted by sprite 2:42 AM

Thursday, March 20, 2003

 
Okay, not today either. Probably Sunday.
posted by sprite 11:08 PM

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

 
So much to say, but no time at all. Maybe tomorow.

BTW, Happy Birthday to me!
posted by sprite 9:53 PM