here's a little update on the situation.
i talked to my adviser about getting credit for the internship. she sent me to the political science department and they ended up just giving me 6 hours of credit, no strings. i'm not even a political science major. but i don't know, maybe i should be. so no worries on that. i'm still looking to get some money. being with out a job all semester is gonna hurt a little bit. i really need to be more trendy before i go out there. : ) i bought my plane ticket and i think i found a pretty great attic to house some stuff in it. there is a ghost of little girl to guard it (winks in your direction ginna). my mom is getting on board with it all. its just starting make logical sense.
God is so great to give this kind of picture. its one that starts out looking ridiculous. taking time off to run around the country, missing a semester of school, prolonging graduating and spending a lot of money i don't have and have no worldly assurance of getting. i am not at all surprised my parents are against it. but really a calling is a calling. it doesn't have to look like a clear path with cut back hedges and inch high grass starting out. He will turn insane idea into something legit. its gonna be amazing. and because i have no idea what to expect, i can go into this semester searching for an experience with God.
so last night i had a funny conversation with a great group about blogging. if you don't read biscuet's blog you should. www.biscuet.com. its really really good. but anyway, he writes every day about different things. not just about him and his experiences but other things that are on his mind, that he sees on tv, issues he wants to address. i guess i didn't think of blogs this way. but maybe i should. i just don't know that my thoughts about a movie or who i think is a better presidential candidate are that interesting. but then again you can skip the entry if you really want.
don't worry, i'd skip the one about the new president too.
believe it or not, i think about more than just san diego and africa. not a lot more, but some.
thursday night i went to atlanta to see a band play with a friend of mine. we got there and it was at a church, hosted by a youth group called "over thrive." it was probably the stupidest thing i have ever seen. sarah and i were the only ones over 17 there, minus the grandmothers in the back knitting and the youth pastor wearing jean cargo shorts and a bright lime green shirt that said over thrive on the front and staff (infection was in smaller letters underneath. i know, right?) on the back. every kid there was wearing the usual high school scene clothes and acting cool than the person next to them.
it was awkward to say the least, the very very least. i never want to go back. i just know thats what i looked like, and the way i acted. and whether i knew or even liked the band, i tapped my foot and nodded my head. at least in bham, we had real venues.
the whole situation made me really aware of how much i have changed. how much everyone has changed. not in clothes or music opinions, but in exclusive attitudes, the striving to be as independent and different as possible.
i found myself thinking about old things. old people, music, places. al's after shows, cave 9 for some random band, cool beans every morning before school, drinking beer at the ship yard, sloss in the middle of the day, secret dates with justin, going to playgrounds in the middle of the night to smoke, and laughing with meredith about nothing. those were some of the best and worst times of my life. i don't miss it at all. i hated myself a lot.
so glad He saved me. : )
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