Busyness and Driving.

Once upon a time I attended college... somewhere in the rush of life, I got busy, I forgot to breathe and my face turned blue.

Not really.

But this week is going to be a busy week for me. It won't be horrible, and I probably won't even be stressed. I just have a lot of things to get done.
The Saturday Seminar is this Saturday. I have a lot of reading to do because I've only read two chapters out of the book. I had a reading plan where I would read 2 chapters a day and then I would get all 18 of them done in two weeks and it would have only been light reading once a day, but that totally didn't happen. I'm not sure why.

So... I got my drivers permit on Saturday. I want freedom. I want freedom to go and do as I need, not to be restricted because I have to rely on other people. Yeah, okay, I want independence and that's hard to obtain if you don't really have a way to get around other than walking or riding a broken bike. I just decided that I can not be on campus and not have a car next year if I want to accompolish everything I will need to accompolish.

Christine also took me driving... it's winter and theres snow in a lot of places. We started out in a high school parking lot and I wanted to just stay there and get used to her car but she told me to go out of the parking lot, so I did and she took me on little residential roads, so then I wanted to stay on the residential roads and she took me onto streets with traffic lights, and I wasn't happy, but I went, it was terrifiying, and I kept having to increase speed... I wanted to go 10 mph, but I eventually had to go 50mph, which is the fastest I've ever driven in a vehicle. (when grandma was trying to teach me the steering was weird and the breaks were going out, so I was afraid to go fast and I wouldn't go over 40 mph, I think those little problems also made me a little bit of a nervous driver). So eventually Christine had me drive all the way back to my college. It was terrifying. How long does it take to get over being nervous about driving?

One of the things that really really bothered me was that I couldn't tell where I was on the road. I mean, I didn't know if I was over the line or not, or how far from the line I was. And everytime a car came at me going in the opposite direction I wanted to move to the right, but I held my position and none of them hit me, so I guess thats a good thing.

And then, of all the things to make me nervous about driving on the unfamilar roads, I passed police cars about 3 times. But none of them pulled me over so thank God for that.

So yeah... I can't wait until next time. I'm not sure if that's sarcasm or not. I don't like sarcasm, but it might be sarcasm. I just don't know.

So I read a portion of my roommates book....

The book is called Dateable. And basically, I've concluded that I am not dateable. There are a few things in the book that I disagree with, although, there was a lot that I did agree with. So go figure, it's the things I don't agree with that make me "undateable".
But hear me out. The things I disagreed with were things like the guy should always pay, and the guy should always pick the girl up (like for the date).
Tonight I was in a sexual assualt seminar, my college required all resident students to attend it, but anyway, the seminar made me think back to this book.
Most date rapes and sexual assaults are committed by someone who knows the victim. So what I was thinking was, why would I give a guy so much control as to let him pick me up and drop me off. I'm totally dependent on him, once I get into a car with someone, he basically has control over whether I stay or go back home.
It's just things like that. I'm an independent woman, unless I know you really well, I'm not fond of getting into a car with a male (Although I am well aware that men are not the only offenders).

So aside from the seminar and the book and my thoughts on it. Things have been going relatively well. My classes are going well, I'm... well, I'm not really getting that much sleep, but I'm still trying to be as cheerful as I can in spite of it. I'm also thinking about auditioning for one of the little plays that my college has the theatre students direct, it's called The shape of Things. I might do some research on it.

I'm pretty weary of the things I'm posting so publicly, I don't know who may or may not be secretly watching my blog, so i'm going to defintely watch what I post. By the way, I'd been thinking about that way before the seminar, the seminar just topped it off.

That's all for the current.

Blue.... Like Jazz

So the further along I get in Blue Like Jazz, the funnier the book gets. Donald Miller is hilarious. I can only imagine what I'm going to read when I start reading Searching for God knows what. It will be fun.

I really enjoy my Senior Experience class. It's only for an hour 1 day a week, and I wouldn't mind if it was for a few hours every day. It probably helps that Dr. Bob is the professor for that class. I think it also is a plus that he is talking about things that are relevant to us. Dr. Bob always knows how to get to the heart of the matter.

In my British Literature class, we are watching Sense and Sensibility. The class only meets for an hour so I'm sitting there and the class ends and I wanted to stay and finish the movie. It was really funny from the parts I saw.

Anyway. Not a whole lot is actually going on. Well, I'm mean, there is a ton of stuff going on, but most of it is the same old thing, so it doesn't seem much like it's worth telling I guess. Maybe what I mean to say is Not much new stuff is going on.

Well, I have to study for my Astronomy Exam. Bye for now.

You wouldn't believe it... you just wouldn't

So I'm finally getting over the cold I had, and the infected sty in my eye is almost gone, so things have been looking up. I got a C+ on my math test, which is fantastic considering Math and I don't often agree.
I don't think my Women's One a Day vitamins agree with me. Almost exactly to the hour after I take the vitamins, I feel a wave of nausea wash over me. This isn't one of those I feel nauseous but I don't think I'll throw up, nauseousnesses, It's the kind where I have to stabilize myself and pray that breakfast doesn't come back up. I've checked the label for side affects and I didn't see that as one of them. I wonder if my yogurt or cereal for breakfast isn't enough (or doesn't stay with me long enough) because I'm supposed to take the vitamin with food.
I went to the Rush of Fools concert, I enjoyed it. I got to sort of meet the band afterwards. That was fun. It was neat to see them and get to hear them talk about their hearts for people.
I am excited to see how God is going to use me in this life, and I only hope that I can take heed to the words of Ephesians 4:1 ("...make every effort to be worthy of the calling you have recieved.")
I watched The Prestige tonight. As disturbing as it was, it was a rather will written story line. Notice I said it was "a well written story line" as opposed to "It was good." I do truly believe it was a well written story, infact the story line was exceptional, and for that it recieved my enjoyment, but I don't feel right about calling it good because good seems to imply something more to me that I don't think it was. I guess the ending angered a few people, but I thought it was fitting. Anyway....
So today I also got a message from a cousin of mine who is a co-director of a youth camp asking me if I would like to be a counselor for one week in July. I think it would be a great experience so I told him I was interested.
I wish I could be happier right now, but I'm not. It will pass, but it's just people I know being really inconsiderate, and in my opinion, somewhat foolish. I told my mom about it and she agreed. If you want to know, ask, because I'm not posting what happened publicly.