Double major in English Ed with an MRS degree

It's kind of weird reading what your school is like, Megs, because mine is the exact opposite - and the extreme. Like, if you walk to class with a guy, everyone is going to ask how long you've been dating. And once you DO start dating someone? Wow, it's a big deal, and as soon as you start dating, they'll ask when you're going to get married.

We call it the "M.R.S. degree," because SO many girls who go to Grace either get married while they're still in school or shortly after graduating. I know two sophomore girls in my hall who are engaged. It's intense..and intimidating and scary. Like, what if I'm not one of those girls? Every woman I know who went to Grace College has found her husband there. It's nuts.

I have no desire to date right now at all. It's good, but ha, I feel like if I don't get on it now, I won't get married. Apparently, Youth Ministry/Biblical Studies majors get married to Education majors pretty often.

Haha, THAT'S why I decided to go with English Ed rather than Journalism. But not really

rambling

I've been made fun of a bit for never having been kissed. People tell me to kiss some random guy, because the "first one is never good." Others tell me to kiss someone that really means something to me. I want my first kiss to be meaningful. I don't want it to be some drunken accident.

So many people are interested in hooking up here. I don't see it, and I don't understand. I've never really dated, and I don't really want to, because I know it's not what I want. I know I'm young, and people will be all over it and snippy, but I'm a marriage minded woman. That's what I want. I have a solid idea of what God wants me to do so far in my life, and I know that somewhere out there is the man I'm meant to marry. And the thing is, I don't want to have a bunch of guys around me before that. I want to find the one I'm supposed to have.

Am I so wrong?

and our hearts are on the everglow

For the first time in ages, I have a crush on a boy.

Haha, it cracks me up. I'm over-analyzing every little situation and way over-thinking it all. And I know it'll probably amount to nothing, I mean I'm not dumb. But it is so good to actually kind of like a guy again. And flirting? Hah, wow, I forgot how much fun that is, too. I just want to sit down with one of my roommates and giggle over it and tell her all about what he said and what I said and this and that. It's ridiculous and I love it.

I'm probably not ready to date yet or anything, but it's so nice to know that I'm not broken. I mean I already knew that, but it's nice to have feelings for someone again - even if it's totally stupid and baseless.

Yayyyyy

college and life

I like college now. I've grown to like it. I love my roommate/suitemates. They're silly and smart and wonderful.

I like my classes, too.

I'm still having trouble trusting guys I meet, but that's because I have trouble trusting guys.

The best thing is that I get to go home this weekend. Though, as soon as I get home I know I'll want to go right back to school.

Life is good.

a jesus who rocks out

I wrote this on Thursday, December 29, 2005 using a purple crayon.


When I think of living like Jesus, I picture fishing and wearing sandals, a cartoon man with long hair who performed miracles. I don't think of cold weather and rock music or wearing trendy clothes and working in a pizza shop.
Maybe the reason Jesus so often doesn't appeal is because of my own preconceptions.
Maybe the reason so many turn away is because of the preconceptions we have given them.
Is he real to me?
Did he love?
Was he patient
understanding
compassionate
humble?
Then that is what I must desire.
I must show them a Jesus who rocks out.