stream of consciousness

I have the need to articulate.

Somehow, I have become convinced that if words are absent then situations, feelings, lessons, are not real. I am at a point in this journey of faith that an attempt to articulate its greatness would drain the majesty, the glory, from it.

My passionate, pursuing, jealous Lover continually saves my from the voluntary false abandon I throw myself to; from the lovers I crave.

All the other lovers fade away.

All passion, all desire is for Him. Even the evil that at times, tugs at my soul like a child to its' tattered teddy bear brings me to His throne.

I enter with confidence.

I am undone before him. The unraveling string of my soul dances before Him.

Hearts knitted together, a balance of His created beings. Feeling together, communing together, weeping the bitter tears of wordless ache, looking forward, crawling forward, handcuffed together, sharpening each other with communal jabs of a refining holy chisel.

I feel. I am not a drama queen. dont speak that over me. I feel. I love deeply. I hate deeply. I grieve deeply. I laugh deeply. An inherited redeemed trait. I am a feeler in the Kingdom of God, bringing life to the cliche dry bones. Don't box me in, I can do that by myself.

My Jesus, make things real. Real love, real anger, real peace, real understanding. Silicone christianity can kiss my ass. I want raw, scared, sacred beauty. Jesus make me more like you. Strong arms of disciplining grace, father me.

Who I am is Yours.

Oh Lord of mercy ravish me.

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Before you read this, read these old entries.

.25. (number 13)

Ouch

My God is faithful. Sunday, September 13th I ran my first half marathon.

I had planned on writing this long and very detailed account of what happened, from two days before until now. But, that is lame, and boring. I am left praising my Savior. He is so good to me. He is faithful.

Months before I moved to Chicago, God promised me that college was going to be my rehab. He was going to heal me mentally, spiritually, and physically.

Over the past three years I have been delivered, set free, renewed, refreshed, broken and put back together, all so that at this moment I can declare with no reserve that my God is Faithful. The promises that He made to me years ago have been completely fulfilled. For freedom Christ has set me free. He set me free because He loves me. I am abandoned to His praises.

No words could possibly express what this race represented, and no words could possibly convey the joy my soul takes in praising my Savior. How can I ever doubt that He has my good intended? How could I ever doubt that it is Him who sustains me? My God is an awesome God.

Moments of the race were filled with emotion. I would cry as I imagined crossing the finish line, knowing that it is all because of Him. Other times I would laugh, thinking how insane this whole thing was.

Jeremy, Amy, Andrea and Melissa met me at the finish line. I cried. I was overwhelmed, I still am.

My heart would pass a stress test with flying colors, I could most likely out run more then half of the american population. I can tell my doctor I lead an active lifestyle, or take the "active" multivitamin.

I see the beauty God has given me flourish.

My God is an awesome God. He hears those who call upon His name. He sustains those who take refuge in His wings. Mighty is He who saves, Mighty is he who rescues the weary.

So if you would like to see pictures of me running 13.1 miles here you go.

Pictures!

(note: it was 84 degrees that day, and we were running on unshaded asphalt.)

Oh, and my stats.

My time was 2:27:42

that is 11:17 a mile

Life.

Today is a beautiful day. The sun is shining, it is not too hot, not too cold; There is a slight breeze and a million people in the plaza. Plus, I am wearing my cowboy boots, which makes me happy no matter what the circumstances are.
This is my senior year, crazy. My time at Moody really has flown by so fast. I feel like I just got here, yet I have grown so much in the past 2 1/2 years, that it actually feels like I have been here a lot longer. Strange how life is.
Everything about this year is different. I am on a different floor, I have a different lifestyle, I have my own room, two of my best friends are gone, my schedule is more packed then it has ever been, and the list could just keep going.
I was talking with a friend the other day and I realized that out of all the identities I have in Chicago, being a Moody Student is quickly fading to the back burner. It is an interesting feeling. Chicago is my home now, it has been for awhile. In 9 months, I will no longer live with-in the boundaries of the clock tower, but be in the general Chicago public.

I have had a hard time adjusting. I miss Mariah, I want her to be here. But, I see the fruitfulness of this separation. God is binding our hearts together in a way that could have never happened if we were together every single day.

I miss my floor. I have found it near impossible to get to know the girls on my floor. In all honesty I feel isolated and looked down upon. I am not as enthusiastic about the bro/sis as I once was. The truth is I just don't have time. I want to write an article for the Moody Student titled, "Be Nice to Your Seniors." We have it kinda hard here. A good portion of our friends have already graduated, our class load and work load are heavier then ever, our time is spend studying, working, or cultivating the relationships that we have been investing in for the pervious years. As a result, the underclassmen look down on us as bitter, cynical, or unwilling to "hang out"... at least that is what I thought when I was a freshman... and it is obvious to me now that, that is just not the case.

I love my classes. I know I always say that... but seriously. I love my classes. I want to be an Old Testament Scholar, and if I didn't feel like I was supposed to go to nursing school, I would most likely pursue higher education in Ancient Near Eastern studies. Well, at leas that is the way Mr. Howard makes me think. I am taking the most amazing class on the Psalms. I love it. It is amazing. I never knew I would like listening to someone lecture so much. I am also taking Romans, which is very interesting... yet, difficult to get through because it is at 8 in the morning. Violence and Grace in the Novel, with Dr. de Rosset is another one of my favorites. It is one of those classes that shows me how close minded I am. It's good for me. Race, Poverty, and Social Justice is my last class on tuesdays and thursdays and the title says it all. I am also taking a night class on Wednesday that is the Moody equivalent of Science 101. I LOVE IT. I miss science and math classes. I am far more of a logical a+b = c type thinker when it comes to academics... I just find it easy. I am excited to take general ed classes this summer.

Nothing else is all that new.
I am now a plant lover. Mariah has left me in the care of one of her plants and to my astonishment it is actually flourishing. With this result I got a little adventurous and planted some lavender, that at the moment has 6 little sprouts. I've been taking pictures.

hum... off to study.

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My Room.

This rug traveled from California. In my suitcase.

Sink, Kitchen, Desk... all-in-one space

My desk

Cork-borads from freshman year.

New Curtain. Thank you World Market

Space... take note of my little lavender pot on the window

The other corner

My tiny space

Bed risers are a very good thing.

Orange Paint

my lastest creative endevor

I am back on campus; unpacked and settled.

p.s. my room looks amazing... more pictures to come.

Happy.Heartsore.

This past weekend was by far the best few days I have had all year. My beautiful friend Sarah said "I do" and I was privileged to be apart of her amazing day. I took the MegaBus down to Cleveland last Thursday and was immediately whisked away to a bachelorette celebration for my girl. She was glowing all weekend. Every time I looked at her, I could not believe how incredibly beautiful she is. Not only is she gorgeous, her heart, and her internal beauty is far greater then anything external could ever portray. 
The rehearsal went great, and Sarah got over most of her nervousness after that. We also finally had the opportunity to meet the entire bridal party, and made some amazing new friends.
I did Sarah and Mariah's hair and make-up. I was so nervous, and so relieved that everything turned out beautifully.  
These girls mean so much to me. It is so hard to put into words. They are my beast friends, the people that God has placed specifically in my life, people that have changed me forever. 
Sunday was hard. And today has been even harder. Mariah, flew back to New Mexico early this morning, and I don't actually know if  I have stopped crying since we said goodbye. God is so good. He is so faithful, He put this amazing, wonderful, kind and compassionate woman in my life to teach me lessons I could have never learned without her. We have been through so much over the past 2 1/2 years. She is knitted into my heart in so many ways; my Best Friend Forever. 

I am going to miss attempting to wake her up, and being beat up or cussed at as a result... then happily greeted two hours later. I am going to miss breaking rules with her, and ditching open house for Greek desert. I am going to miss singing to her, with her, and galloping down LaSalle St. with her. I am going to miss her amazing brownies. I am going to miss her hugs. I am going to miss laughing with her and all of our inside jokes. 

We have so many memories, so many stories, so many laughs, so many tears. I have confidence in our bond. I have confidence in Our Lord, who knit our hearts together. I have confidence that I will stand by this girl as we watch our grandchildren walk down the isle. 
I am heartsore. I want a mom hug... and a plane ticket to New Mexico. 

God has been continually reminding me of His faithfulness. He has been so faithful to me. In the moments that I don't understand, in the moments that I don't trust, in the moments that I hurt, I will praise Him, because he is faithful, and because he is good. 

21

I love my birthday, I am not one of those people who hate being sung happy birthday to, or dislike getting 40 million phone calls on one day. I love it. I love being reminded that my life is full of people who love me and are glad that I am alive. 

I spent my day with the people I love and talking with those that I couldn't be with. I ended up picking some shifts up this week, because Sarah is getting married this weekend (yay!), so I worked at Mandy's store monday morning and was showered with Happy Birthdays from people I barely knew and was sung to during the rush : )

After work, Mandy took me out to lunch and spend some time at my house while I went for a run. I had the best run I have had in a while. God spoke to me so much and just poured his love down on me, and reminded me of how much He loves me, and that HE created me on this day, that HE made me, because HE wanted me. I ran with goose bumps and had the desire to run with my hands raised, but feared I would lose my balance and fall on my face. 

That night I went out with the some of the amazing people I am happy to call family. I am surrounded by such amazing, life giving, supportive, Jesus loving people... and I love them. 

Mandy, Jamie and I

Michelle and I 

Courtney, Sue and I 

The last tuesday of every summer month (so not very many), instead of prayer meeting, everyone gathers at the park for some social time. Kathy made me a delicious cake, and everyone sang to me! 

I am so thankful for all of these wonderful people in my life. I cannot explain the gratitude I have for them.  God is so good, He is so good to his children, He knows exactly what we need when we need it... and he has a sense of humor too. 

This song has been speaking to me a lot lately:

I asked you for life and you send your Son to die for me. 

I ask you for hope you came in the night and gave me a dream 

I asked you for freedom you broke every chain and gave me the keys

I asked you for love never ending and everyday you surround me  

and now my faith in you is a mountain that can't be shaken

 now my strength is bound in you, it is joy that can't be taken

Grace spills from my lips flowing on to the feet of you my king 

you deserve all the love and honor that I can bring 

Here is my song

Here is my heart

Here is my love

All for you Jesus

Holy, Holy, Only You are Worthy 

- I asked you for life by Kim Walker

Speed Machine

Check the new ride. 

California

I have been in California for the past two weeks, visiting family and friends and soaking up the sun!

I spend the first few days with Willy and Ali and there 2 1/2 handsome boys! I love this family so much! Ali and I had a girl date and I got a beat down from Boston and JoJo! 

I spend Fathers Day with my Dad and little brother. I was so excited to see Chris. He is so big, and has the cutest personality. It is pretty weird to see myself in him, he has my lips and hair color, and a little twinge of my personality.  : )

The LTT was amazing! I loved spending time with my Chicago family in California. 

Jesi is having a BABY! 

T-Man and I stayed with my mom during the LTT. It was much cheaper for us to rent a car and commute to the conference everyday, then for both of us to get our own hotel rooms. He stayed a week after the LTT to hang with me and my crazy friends and family. We had a blast, I loved showing him around my home town and introducing him to al my friends and family. It was the first time that my Chicago world has collided with my California world and it was awesome. 

Tommy with our rental car. We got the sweetest little Toyota and a great deal! 

This is my hometown! 

I head back to Chicago on Monday, and I cannot wait! I miss my family, my routine, and my Mariah. 

Study Snacks

The Nations 3rd largest Whole Foods opened up 1 1/2 miles from when I currently reside. I decided to take a stroll before small group and get some homework done, and what better place then Whole Foods. There is tons of seating, free Wi-Fi and great people watching. (there is currently a three year old throwing a tantrum to my left). So I bought some strawberries, a Mystic Mango Kombucha drink and plopped myself down to write a paper. So, I am going to stop attempting to take cool pictures of myself eating strawberries and get to work. I am sure the guy behind me thinks I am a complete wiredo. 

Love. 

Craziness

My life has been non-stop since finals last week. I closed Friday night at the s-bux, Saturday was graduation, so I went to the ceremony and then moved all of my stuff into my summer apartment, Sunday I taught Sunday school and then spent an amazing day with my family (we had a picnic for the Church's 5th birthday), Monday I started 7 1/2 hours of Summer school a day and then to top it off I closed again Monday night at work. Needless to say I am SO EXHAUSTED. 

This is what our hall looked like Friday night as everyone was getting ready to leave. INSANE

Sarah graduated! I am going to miss her so much, even though I know I am going to see her in a few months when she becomes a Mrs., it is still odd to think about how different next year is going to be without her... and without Mariah. 

Mariah and I moved all of our stuff on carts 1/2 mile down the street to Atrium Village. At first I had a really good attitude about it. I moved 2 loads of my stuff early that morning by myself and it wasn't that bad... then I moved the last two loads that afternoon with Mariah... It was difficult. The last two loads was all the bulky stuff that doesn't fit nicely on a cart and so everything kept falling off. This picture was taken about 2 min. before my mirror shattered all over the sidewalk. 

Sunday was the highlight of my week. I LOVE THESE PEOPLE. Seriously. We had so much fun just hanging out and eating. 

Jamie and me. 

What is a picnic without football?

This is to show the wonderful adult that I am becoming. 

I wake up every morning (at least the last 3 of them) and make myself breakfast and lunch for the day. 

It is crazy how hungry I get just from sitting in class... but I am slowly, but surely learning how to cook... not that making a turkey sandwich is cooking. : )

Alright. I am going to take a nap before I have to tackle the massive amount of homework for the night. 

Nothing Better

Then running in the rain with my Savior. 

almost.

I am almost done. The "To Do" list is getting smaller. Boxes are being packed... slowly. I am moving into my summer apartment a week from today. I start summer school in 9 days. Oh, the joy. I'm going back to California in 40 days (Beaches here I come)... not to mention working all the while. 

By the way, in case you haven't noticed. I am now a grown up. 

well, almost. 

4.26.2009

Yesterday was one of the best days I have had all year. There was nothing incredibly extraordinary, or especially noteworthy. But in all honesty, I laid my head on my extra fluffy pillow last night with the biggest smile on my face, and so much joy overflowing in me.

I spend the night before at Michelle's house. We had a girls night. Ate Chocolate. Watched The Holiday. And, just talked about life. You see, the reason I stayed with Michelle was because we signed up to run the Ravenswood 5K together early the next morning.

So, I work up early Sunday morning and ran my first race. Here is the proof. 

I ran it in 32:33, I ran faster then I normally do, I guess I was just really excited. 

After our race we headed back to the house to shower and get ready for church. We were a bit late, but had a good excuse. Chris and Meryl Wienand were here from Southlands Church in Brea; they have been sharing with us all weekend, so Chris spoke on Sunday as well. It was so wonderful. He painted the gospel in the most amazing pictures from Creation to the Resurrection of Christ. I sat in awe of my Savior. All I could do was thank Him, and praise Him for His goodness, and His Majesty. It was one of those fog-clearing, reminding, and solidifying mornings. After Church I ate the best oatmeal in the world (steel cut oats cooked in coconut milk with toasted coconut and dried cherries on top) with some amazing new friends. I love building relationships. God is bringing the most amazing people into Church in the City and I am so excited to live my life with them. I know that is slightly cheesy, but in all honesty I feel blessed that I get to have such wonderful people in my life (that means you too, Dave... I know your reading : ) 

After sitting at Lunch for over an hour chatting I came home and slept a little too long. I love Sunday afternoon naps. I woke up, got some homework done, ordered chinese food (yummy!) and hung out with the T-man and some other guys (it was open house). 

Thats about it. I told you, nothing too noteworthy; It was just an amazing day. 

So, I have decided to live many more like it. 

my.friends.are.cool.

This is what we do. 

JSB

Last night was JSB; Junior/ Senior Banquet for those of you who are not acquainted with the Moody lingo. It is pretty much a college prom with no dancing, but, a really fun opportunity to dress up. The girls and I had fun just being together and making more memories. I was in charge of signing us up... and since I waited until the last minute we got put at a random table with four empty seats. Well, the other six people who were supposed to be at our table never showed, so we ended up having the table to ourselves.

The lighting was aweful for pictures. So, I decided we should have a photo shoot in the bathroom.

We went to Whole Foods and bought some sparking pear juice (yea, for Moody) and bottled Root Beer!

Friends!

Easter in Ohio

My R.A., Julie, and our brother floor R.A., Tyler live seven miles apart in Ohio. Their families invited our floors out for the long Easter weekend, to relax and have fun. Since I stayed in the city for spring break, I reasoned myself  to take the weekend off and join the fun. I am so glad I went. I had a total blast. I'll let the pictures do the talking. 

A five hour road trip in a 13 passenger van. 

Julie had a trampoline that instantly became our favorite photo prop. 

Our new floor sweatshirts. 

I am addicted to skip-bo. 

Ticket to ride! 

Lana and I decided that this is the hottest picture of us. ever. 

Julie's house! 

Empty corn fields... just for Alison. 

The smallest and cutest little book store in "town"

My cowboy brother. 

I was horrified when we took this. 

We found a field and played in it for a few hours. 

Easter egg hunt, we were on teams that had to be touching at all times. 

We were 2nd. 

us. 

Church on Sunday, Julie and I were the only ones who got the "cheer" memo. 

ouch

I only like being hurt when it is convenient. You know, like when I was in high school, and my mom could stay home and take care of me while I vegged on the couch and did nothing all day. It was much easier, and far more enjoyable then getting hurt now, when I am somewhat of an adult with responsibilities; a job, school, a life. See, for those of you who don't know, I have a new love. I love running. Whoa, I know! But, for real; I have always wanted to be a runner, the concept has always been so freeing; I've always wanted to just "go!" Anyways, I decided to aim high and I started building up my endurance last January. I am still not a marathon runner, but maybe next year I will be : ) I really enjoy my little 2-4 mile runs everyday. It gives me an outlet for energy, and I am a bit of an endorphin junky, so it is a win-win. Well, anyways, I am taking this jogging class at moody. I figured if I am running anyways, I might as well get credit for it. So, after Spring Break I started my 7am-8:40am jogging class. I was slightly disappointed that we weren't allowed to just run, but had to follow "programs" and such, given to us by the instructor... Anyways, on and off my right knee has been bugging me since early last month. At one point Tommy prayed for it and I was completely fine... We had a "Fun Run" this morning, which pretty much consisted of running around campus 5 times; It was barely 40 degrees, way to cold to run outside in my opinion. I pushed myself, and had fun. But, I messed up my knee pretty bad. I have been icing it all day, and trying to stay off it, but due to life, that is difficult. So, I am bummed, and my knee hurts.

Other then my new running obsession, life is pretty basic. I could give you a fully blown essay on the amazing things God is teaching me; but Starbucks is calling and I am almost out of time. 

I have taken so much joy in my friends lately. Our friendship should be a movie; seriously. We all have our distinct personalities that complement and challenge one another, and we laugh more then any other people I know. 

If you enter my room anytime after nine on any given night you will most likely find us like this, only not so posed.  

I bought this REALLY cheap hemp yearn from Pearl and we made friendship bracelets, all of which fell off with in a week. 

And, Andrea has a new love for prunes, which slightly disturbs me because I associate them with old people... and pooping. 

so.good.to.me.

In my head lately:

He gave me beauty for ashes
and
Joy for my mourning
and
Praise for heaviness
He put a new song in my mouth
and
A crown upon my head
He gave me life forever more

He picked me up
and He turned me around
and He placed my feet on solid ground
Hallelujah Hallelujah.

Now I have
Love
Joy
Peace
& Righteousness
in the Holy Spirit

-Cory Ashbury


"Preach the Gospel without compromise
Practice Kindness without prejudice
Endure injustice without compliant."

-Dr. McDuffee

Mystery

The past week has been amazing. I couldn't tell you why. At least I don't feel like I could. It's not like I have had some huge epiphany, or anything big like that. I guess you could just say that the clouds are parting and I can see the Sun again. 

At random, blessed moments in my life, God has allowed me to feel a smidgin of the love He feels for His children. At multiple times this week I have found myself wondering around campus captivated by the beauty of people and falling in love with perfect strangers. For a moment I see people as the marvelous masterpieces they truly are; a fogged and glossed over version to my sinful eyes, but a version nonetheless. 

On my way to work Friday night, I stood on a crowed train and was captivated by a girl around my age. She had on a teal over coat, and her iPod was drowning out the bustle of those around her; minding her own business, most likely daydreaming and completely unaware that I was watching her. (I'm a creep. I know)  I saw her as God's child. I imagined her listening to songs of praise about our Savior and attempting to focus her eyes on him after a busy day. I saw her as a sister, as my sister, and as a part of this enormous, yet completely intertwined family. I don't know what it was about her, but I saw My Father in her. 

I have found myself at multiple moments, aching to be out of earshot, longing to speak to My Dad, to cry to Him, find my comfort in Him. For too long I have sought the wisdom of others before listening to the words of the Ultimate Counselor. At some moment in the past few months, I have changed; I have become safe in my own head. Praise Jesus. 

My dreams have been vivid, and my visions stretching,  but I feel the gentle assurance of My King; His hand on my head, anointing, comforting and guiding. 

I understand the next year, the next few months, are going to bring changes; changes much larger then I surely expect, Yet I am comforted, yet I have peace, yet I have joy. What a mystery this gospel is. 

tears

I wish I could write a million words to explain the reason my eyes are teary and my heart is heavy laden. But, that wont change anything. That wont make the blind see. That wont remove sin; convict of sin. No, only God can do that. So I will tell him the reason for my tears, the reason I cannot sleep, the reason I continually wish I could wake from this hellish nightmare. He knows. He sees. He will answer. He will be glorified. 

.dance.

I WANT TO DANCE.

HI DAVE!

HAVE A GOOD DAY!!!

ketchup and candles.

It was 62 today. I don't think it is possible to have a bad day when the sky is clear and blue and the sun is shining and warms your skin. Today was a good day. I didn't do much. Class, Laundry, Study, the typical. But, the past few days have been so encouraging and fun. let me illustrate. 

So, Saturday night Mariah and I were antsy and needed to get off campus, we went to S-Bux and watched people... it was a really weird night. Odd people kept coming in the story or passing by the window. It was Saturday night, and so I guess it is safe to say that most of the odd-ness was due to the fact that we were two blocks from 10 different bars... but it was odd nonetheless. Anyways I had a craving for french fries, so we went to J's and somehow ended up wasting ALOT of ketchup. 

So, Monday night I went to a very las minute and spontaneous Phil Wickham show. AMAZING. The electricity was out and so they lit some candles and he played by candle light. AMAZING. It was more of a worship concert, he sang like 4 of his own songs, but it was still so AMAZING. God was so present, it was overwhelming to hear a room full of people completely engaged in worship... man... AMAZING. All I can say. 

So, I think laughter is the solution to all problems. 

I have amazing people in my life. 

.25.

1. I love finding good study/hangout spots in the city. But, once I have seen more then five Moody students there at the time, I feel the need to move on.

2. I have worked at S-bucks for two years and love it. I actually find massive amounts of joy in being really nice to people and giving high school students free drinks.

3. The one thing I miss the most about California is being able to drive. It is like my secret past time, I use to fill up my gas tank and just drive for hours and listen to music, it is one of my most favorite things to do...

4. I loved Barney until I was 8

5. I was convinced that I was going to Marry Zach Hanson, and for Christmas one year my mom bought me a hat she had embroidered that said I <3 Zach... and I wore it!

6. Green is my favorite color, but my entire family thought it was purple for years because purple is my sisters', my moms', and my grandmas' favorite color.

7. I have a sick addiction to Skip-Bo.

8. I have full-on conversations in my sleep, and my roommate is kind enough to share the absurdities with me when I wake up in the morning.

9. My mom used to make instant coffee every morning, and every morning I would mistake her mixing the coffee, for her making me french toast...

10. When I was young I had to wear my socks inside out because the toe seam would bug me so much I would actually cry....

11. I love watching people. I have stooped to the level of wearing dark sunglasses on the train so that people don't know I am looking at them.

12. I want to adopt, so bad that my heart actually aches sometimes.

13. I wish that I was a runner. I would love to run the Chicago Marathon, but I can barely run a half mile with out feeling like I am going to die... But the freedom of running fascinates me, so I try nonetheless.

14. When I was little I used to spend hours dusting my grandma white rod iron fence with toilet paper.. because I thought it was fun.

15. I took singing lessons for years growing up. I miss singing on a worship team terribly, but age has brought on a pretty bad case of stage fright... at least when it comes to singing.

16. My mom taught at the Middle School I went too, and I was in ASB, so I pretty much got away with everything. Then in High School my sister was a big wig, and I was friends with all the security people, so I could still get away with anything. I once got Katy out of class by saying I needed to interview her for the yearbook... we ditched and went to In-N-Out.

17. I am freakishly on time for everything. I HATE being late and I am usually one of the first people in class. It is slightly obsessive; if someone is two minutes late to meet me I have a hard time not calling and asking where they are.

18. When I start a project, I CANNOT do anything else until I finish it... example: I read the entire Twilight seres in 5 days, and I once stayed up almost all night finding the names and artist for my "unknown" songs in iTunes.

19. I am beginning to realize what an amazing mother I have, I have flashbacks regularly of fun crafts she would do with me, or random ways she would alway make me feel special.

20. I love doing dishes.

21. I have met my best friends in college. : )

22. secretly want to be a hippie, but Willy and Ali told me they would disown me if I start wearing patruli oil... But, seriously.

23. I quit my job at a real estate office to work at Chucky Cheese and be Chucky. : )

24.One day I really want to pull a fire alarm, dye my hair black, have dread locks and gauge my ears... I think I have a bit of a rebel streak in me. (note # 22)

25. I have a farting toy on my bookshelf that I got in a Happy Meal my freshman year at Moody... and that I will most likely have for the rest of my life.