Wednesday, October 27, 2010


As the clouds grow darker and darker out my window, I'm struck with the feeling that something dangerous can happen today. Tornado watches, tornado warnings, severe storms, heavy rain, strong winds... all of these are words I do not like hearing. And living on the tenth floor of a building doesn't exactly appease the worry either.

The worst part of the storm is not in this town, but I still don't like the storms.

And then, like always, I get to thinking about the kind of storms in my life. Am I living for God every day? No? There's a storm. Do I judge people too quickly? Yes? There's a storm. Do I procrastinate daily? Like I'm doing right now? There's a storm.

There are constant storms in my life and I try to go around them, but that just ultimately leads me to another storm. So to avoid those storms I try to go through them and end up getting sucked up by a tornado so to speak.

It's so amazing how wrong I am all the time, when I like to think I'm right. But of course, God slaps me across the face and tells me to get over myself.

I like this trait of His.
I think when I go to heaven, we'll be tight.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010


Oh Bowery how I have missed you! You are a beautiful representation of everything Jesus was and is. You stand so tall protecting the inhabitants with love and mercy. You welcome everyone with open arms and persuade them to stay and partake in all you have to offer. What a mighty fortress you are for the Lord. What a beautiful structure so tall and welcoming.

Inside you awaits a home for all of the Dorothys of the world in search of it. A place where men can hear the word and express their love and gratitude for God and all of his power. A refuge for the oppressed is this brick building.

And alas, I will be there in a mere two months to love and embrace all of the ones who've been fortunate enough to wonder into its solace.

In two months I will be reunited.
In two months I will be truly happy.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I wanna dance the tango with chance

There are so many things on campus that I want to get involved in. Ambassadors, newspaper, the longwood show. I want to maybe intern somewhere for a professor if I could. I need to get a job.

I wish I could do all of this and maybe I can, but I'm barely finding enough time in the day for the things I'm already doing - which is not much. How can I fit more into my schedule?

I want to be involved. When I leave school in a few years I want to look back and see that I did productive things while I was here instead of just sitting in my room watching movies or on facebook all day.

But more than anything, for the past month or so I've been wanting to write. That's all I've wanted to do. But I had nothing to write about - nothing to write for. And so now my current aspiration is to write for The Rotunda. I will have to wait until I am off BCM council of course because their meetings are Thursday nights.

I just want to go to a few meetings to see if I really an interested, or if this is just a passing phase I'm going through. But hopefully, this will give me something to occupy my time, and also prove to be something I love.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Pet Peeve

I don't think it's a good idea that after I've been inactive in my blog for so long to have my first post back be something negative, but I need a good rant.

Something that really ticks me off is when I don't like a certain person. Especially when I see this person all the time. I don't like not getting along with people, but how can I when they are.. let me just get it out - annoying?

I try to get along with everyone I meet - find the good in everyone. But some people have personalities that mine doesn't mesh with.

And what ticks me off even more is when these people see that I am not particularly warmed up to them and they try so hard to get me to like them. They compliment me all the time, try to chat with me, offer to do things for me.

The best way for me to like you is to go away - that might have been a little too harsh, right?

I need space, and space is the opposite of what you're giving me. I need breathing room.

And I have no breathing room right now - so to speak.

I know this is not like me at all - but in a way it is. And if you were inside my head this would all make much more sense, but alas, you are not me, you are you. So be you - somewhere else.

*This week has not been good.