not much to say

Hey sorry y'all. I haven't posted in awhile....don't have much to say I guess. Hmm.....maybe I'll think of something tomorrow.

A Day In The Life Of Your Favorite College Student

Friday:
At 12 a.m., Rachel and bunch of people went to Drubers (a donut shop in Newton and popular Hesston College hangout) because today is Jetca's birthday. At Drubers, they all ate donuts and played Dutch Blitz for an hour and a half. They came back to college and were going to watch The Incredible Hulk but couldn't wake up the guy who owned it so they decided to watch Old School instead. Rachel, understandably, decided to forgo watching Old School and went to bed. She woke up and went to Psychology. Then she studied for her history test until lunch. After lunch was Chemistry, where her chemistry prof made her laugh (as usual). She then had her history test (the Great Depression and WWII). After that she helped Ann make Kenyan food and so she got to eat the delicious Kenyan food along with the RDs, Jetca, and Johnny. She went to the first women's basketball scrimmage vs. Bethel with Peter and Tyler, where she came to the conclusion that she could be playing on the team because they did not do very well. She then gave in to Tyler's begging to go to McDonalds. After that she came back to campus, briefly considered having a LOTR marathon with Peter and Tyler, decided she couldn't make it, did laundry, and went to bed.

I am Yours

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.

(Casting Crowns lyrics)

Fuming

In Zoology today: (talking about the endocrine system)
Prof: "I have a little story -true story- for you. Several years ago, there was a man living here in Hesston who owned the print shop. Now this man liked baseball and so he started a teeball club for little boys in the area. After they played teeball, he invited 12 little boys back to his shop with him - where he molested all of them. He was caught and arrested, of course, and he had a choice: to go to jail, or to go see a specialist. He chose the specialist, had some tests done, and it was discovered that he had 3 times the normal level of testosterone. Now I ask you - was he guilty? Hormones made him do it! He couldn't help that he was born that way. Was it his fault that he was born with such a hormonal imbalance? Is it a diabetic's fault that they are born without enough insulin? Raise your hand if you think he was guilty."

I raised my hand, and so did about half the class. He just stood there staring at us. Then he said, "It's a hard question......think about it."
And then he just kind of moved on.

I almost said, "He can't help the way he was born, but what he can help is the way he acts on it. Diabetics do something about their problem - they have insulin shots and watch what they eat. This guy could have gotten help - if he starts having these urges he needs to realize that something is not right and get help! We have a choice to be above our body's impulses."
I feel almost like I should have said something, but he never asked our opinions.

So I'm kind of disgusted right now, basically.

At supper today

Matt Lehman: Johnny, you should get your left earlobe pierced, then get an earring with something manly and intimidating dangling from it - like a shark fang or a tiger claw.
Johnny Friesen: Or a tractor!

And Matt and I just look at each other.

My favorite CYIA song.....

....no one else knows. I guess I'll just have to wait 'til next June to sing it properly (i.e., in a round).


Search me O God and know my heart
Try me and know my thoughts
And see if there be any wicked way in me
And lead me in the way/lead me in the way/lead me in the way everlasting

You have known me/ You have known me
My down-sitting, my uprising
You understand my thoughts from afar
You know all my ways/ You know all my ways

"You'll never win"

But the voice of truth/tells me a different story
And the voice of truth/says "do not be afraid"
And the voice of truth/says "this is for my glory"
And of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe

the voice of truth

I'm baaaa-aaack!!!

Well, I'm back from fall break. Being home was good......it was strange, because when I was at home, college felt like some kind of distant dream. Now that I'm back here, it seems like almost the only reality.
Hmmm.....well anyway, I'm glad to be back, I missed everybody here a lot. It was great to be home, though!

And again.....

Ann Ntari: "Are you printing something?"
Me: "No."
Ann: "Then why is your printer giggling like that?"

Haha

Chad Newcomer (trying to sing "College Kids" by Relient K)-
"Call it torture, call it universe studies"

Lebensraum

Our lounge is flooding again.

Called due to rain.....

The day in the life of your favorite college student will have to wait til another day.....I don't feel like typing all that today. I get to write a Zoology lab report instead!

Retrospective Note To Self

Do not watch The Exorcism of Emily Rose at 1 a.m. when you are at college and live in a dorm room.......

Tomorrow....(or today I guess) A Day in the Life of Your Favorite College Student (i.e., me, in cause you couldn't figure that out)

Quotes :)

"Don't you wish you were a squid? Three hearts. Expensive valentine."
- Hugo Boschmann. (my Zoology prof. He deserves his own post sometime. Just imagine this delivered in a German/Spanish accent)

"She was so mad, I thought she was going to slit my throat, rip out my esophagus, and start whipping me with it."
-Tyler Derochowski





Yeah, I'm just sitting here listening to "Swing, Swing" by The All-American Rejects over and over. Basically I'm pretty bored. Get on Facebook and talk to me sometime. Or call me. Or send me a letter. Or just comment on this post. Make my day. :)

One thing I like about the Mennonite church....

The music. Hesston Mennonite has a huge organ and a handbell choir. But what mostly gets me is the way everyone seems to be an amazing singer. Most of the hymns are sung acapella and in harmony. Really pretty.