though i fear verbal diarrhea in this moment, it’s about time i write…it’s been so long…feels like months and months but it’s only been weeks.let’s start with blessing:1. i’m still happy to be here. my advisor keeps asking me if i’m still happy with my decision to come…it’s part of his way of checking up…
Author: wordhabit
sabbath.rest.literally
tomorrow morning will be spent sleeping for ALAP…that’s “As Long As Possible.”i’m so tired. and my body really hates me for being so mean to it. how dare you go to bed at 11 and wake up at 3 one day then go to bed at 11 and wake up at 4 another day then…
GBP (God Be Praised)
i got that one from my dad via msn messenger…go figure! the parents are more “im” savvy than the children. have mercy!!well, GBP indeed coz life is good. let me tell you how.i came back to school because i knew God wanted me to…i’m enjoying school and work…i don’t know if i’ve ever been so…
quick update
i had a quiz in my church history class today. and i got 5 out of 5! you may be asking “so what? that’s 5 stinkin points…what’s the big deal?”listen, i came here to get an education and get it good. that means “A” grades. i know…it’s not a matter of salvation but the 5…
and it’s go girls go!
this stuff ain’t no joke! 2 classes and i’m worn out. haven’t even read. began work today. now i’m off to sleep. i’ll wake up early and read. it’ll be quite the adventure. it’s amazing to have so much to do and yet know it’ll all get done! one step at a time…. : )i…
cemetery….i mean, seminary! hehe
the hours continue to fly. tomorrow i’ll have my first two classes, one of which i’ve heard will kick my butt! but i’m fine with that. if it’s tough but good, i’m up for it! i’m sure i’ll have much to say on class toughness, student-teacher relations, student-student relations, etc. we had new seminary student…
hello world
i’m tired. i’d like to lay outside and sleep in the wind, soak up the sky. perhaps it’ll fit in my pores….perhaps i’ll remember it’s face, be able to recall it during claustrophobic michigan days. but if nothing more, i’ll remember that it made me smile. that is, perhaps, the most poetic thing i’ve written…
