Wednesday, January 29, 2014


So, I'm gonna let y'all know that I'm blogging right now because I don't want to write a paper that's due tomorrow. Yes. I'm procrastinating writing one thing by writing another thing...I often do the same with books....what does that say about me? Hm.

Anyway, I'm taking this linguistics class this quarter, and I have never felt more out of place in a class than I do in there--Math classes included; that's saying something. Linguistics is so not my area of expertise. Nearly everyone else in that class is totally comfortable with the subject and even excited about it. And here I sit, completely horrified because I have no idea what I'm doing. I'm supposed to be writing this analysis on...something. I don't even know what I'm looking for, let alone how to articulate it and discuss it's importance. What do I do? Where do I start? Help!!

Wait...I'm having one of those "aha" moments. Maybe this is going to be my lesson for 2014. Last year was all about learning experiences. Is this one going to be about doing things that scare me? Jumping in head first? Yikes. That sounds terrifying. And yet, it's not something I have much experience with. I like my safe little box in which I am comfortable and understand things. I like this little box almost as much as I like lists.

Man. I hate these epiphanies because now I have to respond to it. I can't just sit and pretend that it didn't occur (as much as I might like to). *sigh* Well, alright. Here goes, I guess. Here's to jumping in and finding my way as I go.

2 Corinthians 12:9a ESV
But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." 

Friday, January 17, 2014

Heralding the New Year

Happy New Year, friends!!!! I know...I'm 17 days late. Sorry.

I've been meaning to come give a little update on life, but I have been having some issues with suffering trauma of the literary nature...I know I mentioned that I might blog about The Fault in Our Stars by John Green, but I just don't think I'll be able to muster up the emotional strength to accomplish it. I very nearly burst into tears just thinking about it. So here's what the main point would be: Just go read it.  Plus I've finished both Divergent and Insurgent (I actually finished Insurgent roughly half an hour ago). Let me tell you, my copy of Divergent had 75 pages of bonus material that I mistook for story. I was so mad when I discovered the truth. My parents came home at eleven pm to me laying on my bed shouting, literally, SHOUTING, at a paperback--and then my mother laughed at me! She doesn't understand. *sigh*

Literary trauma aside, 2014 is shaping up to be quite lovely (And let's face it, the literary trauma does bring me joy. Sick and twisted? Maybe. Regrettable? Not even a little bit.)

I've gone back to school and this quarter...doesn't suck. All of my classes, while not ideal, are tolerable, as are my professors. This is a huge blessing after the last few quarters of majorly aggravating circumstances.

In completely unrelated news, I bought a telephone booth.
True story. It's beautiful. It's not in my house yet, because I just finished paying for it today, but it is beautiful.  It also contains shelves--so it is functional (re: I was able to justify the purchase). Needless to say, I'm super jazzed about it. It should be delivered on Monday. EEP!!!

All in all, it's looking like a beautiful new year.

Psalm 7:17 ESV
I will give to the Lord the thanks due to his righteousness, and I will sing praise to the name of the Lord, the Most High.