resurrection

Ok, self, we're doing this thing. Enough procrastinating. Enough excuses. I've got 20 minutes before my next class... ready? Go! haha.

Craziness. That's the word that keeps coming back to mind when I think about the last...week and a half? Something like that? Two weeks ago I spent my whole weekend working on a research paper for my 20th Century British Lit. class (I spent over 25 hours on it in 2 and a half days), and as a result, had to neglect several assignments for my other classes. I spent all of last week doing "double duty" trying to catch up. I'm still not quite there. Praise the Lord, though, the list grows shorter every day!

Then this weekend was crazy too. All day Saturday morning I spent watching the women's soccer game against our cross-town rivals Aquinas College. It was a good game. We probably should have won, but ended up with a 1-1 tie and our goal off a penalty, so I suppose we should be happy with the result... It was fun to watch. It was also FREEZING and raining the whole time. Haha, I wish you could have been there sometime after the 2nd half started to see myself and my 3 guy friends all huddled under 1 very soiled, very large, very old umbrella that Cynthia found for us under the stands(??). Haha, good times. :-)

That night I went with Breana to her team's Halloween event, "pick-a-date." It was sweet. Ha. The women from the women's team each ask a date to the event and then each couple has to dress up crazy. Last year we all met and split up into groups of 4 and did a picture scavenger hunt; this year we all met at Jess's house for a Halloween party, including some crazy pumpkin carving. Haha, I'll have to put up a few pictures when I can get my hands on some -- I forgot my camera in the car, so all the evidence is on Breana's camera. I'll save telling you what we dressed up as until you can see the pictures, haha. Oh, and by the way, we won the best costume prize. ;-)

Then Sunday I had the privilege of going to an all African-American church downtown for my Diverse Populations class. It was only my second experience in such a church (I was 5 years old for my first...), but I really enjoyed it. It was funny -- our whole class of 20 white, middle class Cornerstone students were there, sitting in the 3 rows reserved for us in the very front of the church, and during the worship, I turned to see the WHOLE sanctuary swaying and singing, and then turned back to see our group -- singing loudly -- but still as statues. Hahaha, cracked me up!! As my disclaimer, however, I normally do a bit of swaying myself when I sing, so I didn't feel TOO out of place, but it still made me laugh. The feeling of being the only white people in a very distinct cultural atmosphere was actually refreshing for me. That was my life for the 8 years that I lived in Spain... It felt like home. Except for the fact that I had to remind myself that here, everyone actually spoke English. :-)

Anyway, and that leaves me at today -- 2 minutes late to my next class with a LONG night of homework ahead of me and another early morning tomorrow... Blah. God, give me strength. :-) More to come!