I don't know if you've ever heard the Christian rap song "Ooh Aah" by Grits, but it's running through my head just now. And if you have ever seen a certain video inspired by that song-- you will know that the word amazing doesn't even begin to describe the enjoyability contained within.

So Brittany Matthews made me walk all the way to the KSAC in ( Read more... )

Today as I was walking back into the dorm, I saw a little head peeking out of the trash bin by the door. A little kitty with a small head and adorable eyes. I just love cats. Had I been accompanied by one of my friends, I would have exclaimed a number of adoring comments in the high pitched voice that I reserve for cute animals and my Precious ( Read more... )

            Christmas is a coming and the bells begin to ring,
            The holly's in the window and the birds begin to sing.
            I don't need to worry, and I don't need to fret,
            And the more you give at Christmastime the more you get. God bless you, gentlemen, God bless you!The more you give at Christmastime the more you get. ( Read more... )

Yes, I am still alive, in case any of you were wondering. Leanne ( Read more... )

I feel much better now that my room smells like Macintosh apples, I have various comfy rugs to walk on, and Jeffrey and I have devotion time every night. Tonight, I went to spiritual renewal and listened to Alistair Begg. He's one of my favorite speakers. Hannah Eshuis called today and we got to talk for quite awhile! She's so swell! :) Things are ( Read more... )

Will there ever be a year at Taylor that doesn't start out like trash? I think not. Unless I magically become less of a homesick homebody searching for a safe place, and I'm pretty sure that's not gonna happen ( Read more... )

Summer is...
not having enough time at the library
being discontented with email
feeling so far away from everyone
living with my family
missing people, while missing opportunities to call them
being with my kitty cat
having some time with Jeffrey
watching my youngest sister graduate
being hot until I turn my AC on
re-decorating my room
saying goodbye to ( Read more... )

The school year is coming to a close. Finals week starts Monday, which doesn't bother me very much. I feel as if the worst is over. French class is the perfect example of this. At the beginning, I was a disheartened girl who found herself cruelly placed into a French class far above her head. I'm surprised by how quickly I was able to catch up. My ( Read more... )

This evening Jeffrey and I went to Fairmount to the cemetary where James Dean is buried. We had been to Fairmount once before, stopping at this little antique/oddities store called Rebel Rebel. There, we met a man in his forties who owned the place. He had a cool accent and wore Chuck Taylors-- very interesting man. Well, we revisited our old ( Read more... )