Greg (the guy who asked me out with a graphing calculator last semester) has been stopping by math lab to hang out every now and then because he has a half hour break between classes and doesn't always have friends to hang with then. He came in today and told me he had a dream about me last night. He said he dreamed that we were at a big university and I was part of a dance team and that I was dancing all around campus. He knows nothing of the call on my life to dance. Isn't that just weird? God speaks to us in mysterious ways? He's a nice guy but I'm not particularly interested. *shrug* 'Course that doesn't mean I throw the dream out.
I really do love dancing but I'm getting picky. I like dancing with guys who I share brain vibes with if you know what I mean. They're the guys I don't have to think... we feel the music and the dance comes out the same in both of us. It's ever such a lovely feeling. I reeeeally want to marry a guy like that.
I got to tutor a chemistry person today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D And I knew what I was doing and it made sense to me and to the girl I tutored. I'm so excited! Chemistry makes my brain happy. I still don't like Keith. He came in today to find out what hours he's working in the fall. I don't think he likes me either. It's good feelings are mutual.
Life must be a whirlwind and I suppose the consistency is God's love and the ever spinning of the whole deal. But life is far better than hell. Wanna know how I know? I've found the exact definition of hell.
Hell: the place where you are locked in your own personal tanning bed
in eternal summer with no airconditioning and a thousand mosquitos and gnats are
constantly tormenting you and everytime you open your eyes there's a math word
problem or a pointless and utterly boring essay question that you MUST answer
and when you close your eyes there's a voice reading the question to you and
demanding an answer all the while the gnats are buzzing your face and ears and
the mosquitos are eating you alive. Occassionally a recording of people selling
AM-Way or timeshares or perhaps Jehova Witnesses will play just as you start to
understand what ever tormenting question is asked of you. Or a
tellemarket-er will call and you will be forced to answer
it. And this will continue for ever.
That, my friends, is the definition of hell. I've been in tanning bed and no ac. I've been tormented by gnats and mosquitoes. I've had to answer hideous academic questions. And I've chased off Jehova Witnesses. I havn't been made to live through the telemarket-ers. But as you can see I've compiled quite a vivid picture of what hell is or will or would be. (Note: I didn't add some of the other things like stupid people and audits by the IRS because they'll likely be too busy paying their own dues to be bugging their unfortunate commrades.)
Enough talk of the unhappy things in life :). I've gotten to ride a horse a good bit lately. It's been good. I guess I haven't posted any 4th of July or semi-formal pics have I? Perhaps I will after I post this. The semiformal was put on by Kathryn and some of her Catholic friends. It was in an Episcopal church and their pictures are absolutly confusing. I mean it looks like Catholic symbolism but then they fling jewels all across their artistry and really confuse whatever you thought they were trying to say through it. But the decoration of the fellowship hall was lovely for the Midsummer-Night's Dream theme of the party. And there was good music and dancing. It was good. And I got to meet Nathan's interest Meredith. She's such a dolly. And Mr. Vish took an darling picture of Kathryn and Chase together. I suppose if they can't work things out I'm at least glad they're friends. Chase is so much fun yet I never feel like he's being bad abandoning Kat. :) But anywho... I'd better get going.. that's just some random info on my life.
Well, one other thing. Being ready to get married doesn't just "happen" to you. Those days you really question whether or not you really are ready to are the days you come that much closer to being "there". And it doesn't just hit you. It creeps up on you bit by bit and you realize a lot of it is there but you truely do wonder if it's enough. I think that's how maturity and being ready to get married come about. They creep and grow very slowly so that you really don't realize how much maturity and strength in God you really have. So anywho.. I'm done with my soap box now.... I love you all and good night! (I love you Heavenly Daddy!!)
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