“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life”
― Pablo Neruda
The third week of school is over; well, I hope it's the third and not the second, I seem to have lost a good sense of time lately. Today I was walking out of my British Literature class and back to my apartment and it started sprinkling, then it started to rain. I pretty much almost cried, I mean I didn't, but it was a moment where I felt like I could. It hasn't rained here since like late April, early May; it's rained more in Gruver, which is considered desert land, than it has in Austin in the past 6 months. It didn't rain long, but the fact that it rained if even only for that five minutes made me recognize God's grace. I am at that point in my life where I am learning to balance school, work, and my social life and it is difficult to say the least but I will be the first to admit that I've kind of been trying to do it by myself for the past two weeks and it hasn't really been working out for me; granted, Jesus and I had a nice conversation about it last night and I made a really high grade on my quiz today, haha. I went to see my study abroad advisor this week and everything seems to be coming together nicely. I went to the doctor and my labs came back normal for the first time in a long time, looking back on this week, I have tons to be thankful for.
I have to write papers this weekend and work tonight and all day tomorrow, but my plans for Sunday are to do homework, go to church, and catch up on sleep....like for real.
I also get to see my family next weekend. When talking to my parents yesterday they proceeded to tell me the weather was fifty degrees.....awesome, no worries my dad reminded me to bring lots of clothes. I really am looking forward to seeing my family but I'm going to start praying for hot weather.
Tonight I am hanging out with my boys before work; they are just now starting to bust down the doors coming in from school. Hanging out with them after school reminds me of my childhood when the afternoons were filled with homework that took twenty minutes, dinner, and that random game of pick-up basketball in the driveway with my brothers if they ever let Katie and I play.
Love you all.
SOTD
Friday, September 16, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
"Write what should not be forgotten."
I know I haven't posted in like....a month, but school has started and so that may mean more blogging; we will see. My sophomore/junior year in college has definitely taken a different turn compared to how my life was last year. I no longer live in a a tiny dorm room but have an apartment where I have a kitchen that I can actually cook in which is so nice. However, lately I haven't been able to cook too much; I have been working a lot. I thought when school started, my work life would slow down a bit, but that hasn't been the case at all. I love most of my classes, they just require intensive reading. I am currently in the process of applying to study abroad in Chile this February. I have always wanted to learn Spanish and travel, going to school while doing both seems to be a reachable aspiration. Yesterday I was talking to my dad on the phone and he asked me if I was okay considering all the fires surrounding Austin. I told him that I was fine but it was definitely affecting people I know. My boss lives in Bastrop and some friends of mine have also had to evacuate; if you could keep them in your prayers that would be great.
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