Withdrawal

A week or so ago, I was chatting with a girlfriend of mine about hanging out with our group of friends, and she commented, "If I don't see those guys every couple days, I get withdrawal." At the time I laughed at her. At the time.

I think I'm in friend withdrawal. I haven't seen or talked to anyone since Tuesday, and I've been studying and working all week, and I miss them. It's crazy, but I'm sitting here in my bedroom, cranky because I'm tired of being at home, but not willing to go out by myself. Here's to hoping I get a phone call tonight, with an invitation to hang out. Because I'm seeing a friend tomorrow, but studying with her for a final exam on Monday night just doesn't quite count as "fun"!

Three finals down, two to go. By 10am Tuesday, I will be a free woman!

See it to Believe It

I came across another truly fabulous "Jesus Junk" type item today. You really need to look at this. It's one of those "you have to see it to believe it" type items.

Chocolate

You are Milk Chocolate

A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds. You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life. Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.

What Kind of Chocolate Are You?

There you have it... milk chocolate - that's what I am. We just won't tell people that I'm lactose intolerant and that if I eat too much milk chocolate I'll be ill. But, it is my favorite chocolate - dark stuff is too bitter, and white chocolate is too waxy.

Learning to Give up the Rights to Myself

I'm studying for a final this afternoon, and I threw some DC Talk on the stereo for background music. But, the following stanza from the song "My Will" grabbed my attention:

I'm learning to give up the rights to myself

the bits and the pieces I've gathered as wealth

could never compare to the joy that You bring me

the peace that You show me is the strength that I need.

This is what I'm doing again this week - this is what I've been doing over the past month. The realization that I don't control things is a sobering one. It is not such an easy thing to give up the "bits and pieces I've gathered as wealth." But the moments of joy and peace make it so very worthwhile.

My 100th Post!

Okay, I really just wanted to put up an anonymous quote that I found yesterday:

Dear Lord,

please put your arm

around my shoulder

and your hand

over my mouth.

I thought it rather truthful, no?