275 Letters Going Out

So, quite recently, I acquired a completely random list of churches (ask me no more questions, and I'll tell you no more lies.) And I am presently preparing support letters to send to these 275 different churches. Today has been pretty stressful as I've scrambled around trying to purchase everything I need to make the letters. Showing off my credit card as often as I have today was heartbreaking as well. After printing paper, cardstock, ink, envelopes, stamps, and prayer cards, I spent about $216.35. So, I'll need 4 churches to give me $50 in order to even break even. Hopefully, though, out of 275 churches, some of them will be willing to give me support. I'm really praying that some of them choose to partner with me. We will see.
I hope I at least break even. My wallet hurts.

An All-Nighter Tonight

So running through a mental list of all the things I need to do, I figured it would be approriate to have an all-nighter tonight. I'm a little stressed, running mostly on caffiene, and I'm ready for the end of the semester. Danielle, Kimmi, and I are chugging the coffee and chugging thru this end-of-the-year-wait-when-is-this-paper-due choas. Right now, I'm wrestling with some Greek homework, which I thought was due this Thursay and was actually due last Thursday. Its going to be a long night, but 4 DAYS LEFT OF CLASSES! Then exam week, then the real chaos begins: getting ready to leave for Texas. Then the 24-hr-drive, then the summer of classes, then the year of grad school, then PNG ... so pretty much the rest of my life will be chaos.
... what fun
I don't know yet if I'm being sarcastic or not.

JR/SR

Tonight was the Junior/Senior banquet at Roanoke Bible College. It was fun. Dressing up is always enjoyable. This being my last year at RBC, my ticket was free. The others there were able to brag about how they had been at RBC for four years. They were able to reminisce. It is sad that I wasn’t able to spend those years here. Despite that, I am excited about going to GIAL. I’ll probably come to feel the same way about that school as well. 6 more days of classes here and then exams! How swiftly the end does approach!

Danielle Ball

Danielle’s and my friendship really blossomed this school year. Last year, we had an unusual relationship, but not at all what anyone might call a friendship. This year, however, we are very close.
Danielle is aspiring to be an accountant for PBT in Tanzania. Next year, she has intentions of doing an internship in the PBT Dallas offices. But for now, she is going to experience PMI for the first time and I am very excited to be the one with whom she’ll share this experience.
Despite being so close, we share no interest in the others passions besides the very fundamental “You care about it and I care about you so I guess I care about it.” In the picture to the right, Danielle and I are sitting on my bed studying. She’s playing with her numbers, with which I have no interest, and I’m playing with my letters, with which she could care less!
Still, I am very excited about the road trip that Danielle and I are about to take together. It will be the last time that I see her for a year and I’ll be glad to have this last trip with her.

Catholic Church

So, Good Friday came with no plans for fun. Everyone on campus had gone home for Easter Break. Dinner was not provided as staff had departed as well. So, a friend and I decided to go to Friday Mass. We weren't exactly sure when it was so we showed up to see if there were any tell-tale signs. As we pulled into the lot, the other cars were pulling out. Mass had just let out. But a woman there told us to come back at six to follow the path of Christ.
By 6:30, I had rugburn on my knees and had learned both Hail Mary and Glory Be, just by hearing it repeated so many times! Some aspects of the church were expected. It was very ritualistic, there was a way to do things and you were expected to do those things that way. Something unexpected I found was the lack of community. Before service, it was silent. People came in and took their seats and did not speak. Even the small children sat silently. I figured though that it was just becuase of the importance of what was about to happen. But then, afterwards, the church had a soup and grilled cheese social. There, where tables sat 10, a couple and child, a father and two children, 3 sisters, would sit in those clusters at seperate tables. It wasn't silent but it was very quiet. People didn't socialize with other church goers or ask about life. They just ate and left. Weird.
It was quite an experience.

As due dates draw near...

The end of the semester is upon us, here at Roanoke Bible College. I was a little worried that I wlbe slamed busy but I've managd my time pretty well and am ot stressedout about due dates. Today I turned in my exegetical for Greek IV (a long research paper on a small handful of Bible verses) today and finished my papers due for next week.
Right now, my only cause for stress is my support raising. It 's going slow, but I do have one family who has agreed to support me full time and I have gotten in two checks: totalig $320, so that's exciting.
But the semester is going and God will provide ...

Computer troubles

So whats more stressful than your computer becoming infected with a horde of viruses only to be cleaned off so it could start randomly deleting files, including that 8 page research paper you wrote on "the beginning," and deleting sections of files, including a whole page of that 12 page exegtical due in three days which you only had 7 (oh wait scratch that, 6) done, refusing to connect to the internet, and having a battery life a fruit fly wouldn't envy? Buying a new computer.
And all of this at the end of the semester when I have 178 gazillion things due!
Oh well, life goes on.
This will be my last time typing a blog on this computer. Farewell, my old friend, I loath the material you're made out of. We had a good go. I'm glad it's over. 443mb of RAM, good-bye. Hello, 3GB!

Bimester course load

So, I decided to take my course at GIAL over the span of 12 months. I had been flip-flopping between these decisions, but I decided, after being repeatedly reminded of the life-consumingness of the suicide semester, that I wanted to have a social life, be active in a church, and quite possibly interact with the community thru volunteering at a theatre. Dallas is a big city, we shall see what happens. But by taking only 12 credit hours I have opened myself to a whole city of possiblities!