So I think after almost 4 years, LJ and I are coming to an end.  Part of this whole "new job, new place to live, new church, new school, new life" thing I'm going through.  I'm still going to read entries of those who still post on my friends page, but I kinda got used to the Blogger system and I'm gonna stick with that.  But I'm not posting my ( Read more... )

I actually had a legit reason for posting earlier, and became distracted by my ranting...

Since I'm spending two months in Johannesburg, I've set up a blog to update while I'm there.  This is so (a) I don't have to give out my LJ address to my family, and (b) I can keep people updated in one fell swoop, without flooding email boxes with mass emails.

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So a woman from Real Life gave me this big ol' suitcase of supplies to take to South Africa, for the orphanage there.  I don't recall ever agreeing to this; actually, I think I gave her a vague non-answer when she first asked me.  Second time, she caught me: "So, how many suitcases are you taking to South Africa."  "Well, I want to fit all my stuff ( Read more... )

First of all, a belated birthday shout-out to Miss Kimberly Smith! :o ( Read more... )

Made it through the big day, got everything packed up, and now I'm back in the 'ville.  Still trying to unpack everything (seriously, where is it all gonna go??).  And right now, I feel okay with the whole graduation thing.  It might be a little weird when August rolls around, but I don't really feel sad about leaving Mary Wash.  Fredericksburg?  ( Read more... )

i.e. part of processing this whole graduation thing ( Read more... )

I'm done.  Done-done...at least with undergrad.  It's an odd feeling ( Read more... )

I wasn't sure what to expect this morning.  I was afraid it would be a little awkward.  Having that church pray around me, people I don't really know.  I didn't even know what they had planned.  I didn't even know if they knew me ( Read more... )

Classes are over ( Read more... )

What do you do when words fail?
When the emotions are so intense
but there is no way to express them?

shock.sadness.anger.

Nothing can truly describe how I am feeling, and I wasn't directly touched by the events.  I can't even begin to imagine what they all are going through right now.

back and forth
somber campus to a chaotic household
call me second mom
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