Death by Finals

I hate finals week with the burning passion of 1000 fiery suns. All there freakin is to do is study, procrastinate about studying, watch others study, eat 4 meals a day, eat snacks, plan your entire day around Karl's study snacks at 9:30 pm and occasionally sleep. It's quite ironic that you are the busiest you have ever been during the semester at the same point that you have no motivation left and could really care less about your scholarly ambitions. Read: Finals. are. pointless. It's sad that you can be doing so well throughout the entire semester and then have the possibility of one final test ruining it all. Whatev. I'm over it. Is it bad that I was sort of hoping the Swine Flu would strike in my area and cancel finals...?

Never fear: This baby is here to help

A surprisingly non-socially awkward encounter

So, remember that horrid story of me running into a filing cabinet during an interview? Well, ladies and gentlemen, needless to say I was not asked to have that position at that time. BUT. Guess where I was today? Oh just interviewing for that same position again, nbd. Why? Because apparently they picked some sketchball instead who copped out before the summer. Told ya so. Anyways, I revisited that claustrophobic little office room and took a second stab at it. And it went pretty well I have to say. No run ins with inanimate objects, unfortunate pit stains, or embarrassing stutters so who knows, I might actually have a chance. Details to come later.

Countdown to living in my own place: 7 days!!!!

Searching for an Undivided Heart

So lately I 've been trying to do a little reconstructive surgery on myself. Not in the literal sense, of course, but in the sense that I have been peacing out on the big man and trying to fill that void with friendships, relationships, school, shopping, you name it. Food may or may not be included in the void-filling list...don't judge I'm an emotional eater, so sue me.

Anyways, whenever I get down on myself I start to nit pick at things that I don't like in my life. When I finally catch myself doing this I tend to whip out my Bible and try to re-prioritize. Last night, I happened to open up to Psalms (which I love by the way because they are probably the most beautiful things ever written) and my eyes caught this little verse:

"Teach me your way, O Lord,
and I will walk in your truth;
give me an undivided heart,
that I may fear your name."
--Psalm 86:11

And then it was like I had an epiphany. Don't you just love when that happens? It's so rare for me (I'm slow) that I just get so excited when it happens. What I realized is this: my heart is divided as heck! Because of my rollercoaster relationship with God, I have turned to earthly things and people to fill my longing for something more. When in reality I need to wake the heck up because God is constantly giving me all of this but I didn't even realize. So that, my friends, is a golden nugget. Is your heart divided among things? Are you looking for people to give you more because you forget that God is already giving it to you? Just something to think about.

Love.

My Sincerest Thanks

Dear Sonic Happy Hour,

Your half price drinks and slushes from 2-4pm never cease to amaze me. How did you know that I tend to need a refilling of my diet coke IV at just those times? And what cheap prices! I really couldn't ask you for anything more. Well, except that the voice behind the intercom not be so disturbing. Seriously, I made the mistake of ordering a medium instead of a large and the creepo on the other side asked (insert Napoleon Dynamite with gay tendencies voice) if I was sure I didn't want to upgrade to a large for 17 more delicious ounces? Not even kidding. Who knew a simple fountain drink could warrant such descriptiveness. Nevertheless, I will always remain loyal to you. Keep on doin what you do.

Sincerely,
Lindsay

He is risen.


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Double Yew. Tee. Eff.

Before the 1.5 people that actually read my blog freak: I changed my url from "hesitanttraveler" because let's be honest...I may or may not have realized that it made me sound like a pathetic, brooding loser who is afraid to do anything. Thus, the switch to a more bandwagon-esque url involving my first and middle name. I know you were interested.

On a more interesting note: I walked out to the TV room in my sorority to find two baby ducks swimming in an inflatable baby pool...double yew. tee. eff? Their owner's explanation was that it was almost Easter. Right. Cause clearly Jesus' resurrection involved ducks... how could years of Sunday school have forgotten this vital fact!? Whatever, I really have seen it all living here.

This sort of relates, and yes, it actually happened: http://news.ninemsn.com.au/article.aspx?id=665847

So what makes you say wtf?

What's goin on

Can I just say...

-I get to enjoy the perfection that is Cactus Grills' espinaca tonight
-Bonnie will be in town all weekend
-I will be the proud resident of a town home in approximately 2 months
-Which means I will teach myself how to cook things other than cookies and macaroni
-Partial LET member will be 21 in approximately 6 days
-I'm pretty sure I have some rare eye fungus, seeing that my eye has been bloodshot for literally 2 weeks
-I have a potential job offer this summer working with an Autistic kid
-I was serenaded by "Can You Feel The Love Tonight" from the Autistic kid I currently work with
-I can't wait to hopefully take kids to camp this summer
-I am finally learning to be content

"Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight." -1 Peter 3:3-4

Perfect.