I accidentally woke up Tony who I did not know was sleeping on my couch, and he said, "What time is it? Are you going to work?"

"Yeah. It's 5:20."

"Whoa! Your life sucks!"

Only a few more weeks. God willing.

41 hours deep

Home sick on a Friday night, with no one to get me orange Gatorade and set up my electric blanket, so I am my own knight in shining...how does that saying go? My brain is shutting down.

This internship is continuing to broaden my life experiences, and my experience with Christians from other kinds of churches. Because today I had the captain of a prayer team tell me that God would quench the fiery arrows in my life, as I was sniffling to him on the phone. 

"No one has ever said that to me," I wanted to tell him.

"Thank you," was what I really said.

And then I had a pastor from another church actually pray for me over the phone when they heard I was sick.

So this is not the way I thought I would take some down time, but here I am. 

It's not Shakespeare, but it was good enough for pen and ink today.

sweet september afternoons

Me: Well, the Thinkpad is more gorgeous than the Zenbook, but I'll probably go with the Zenbook. Is that what you would do if you were me?
Brad: If I were you, I would drink tons of coffee and smirk a lot.

Things feel manageable currently. I don't know where I'm going, but I feel like by January, I will be working less than 3 jobs, making it to the gym more times a week, and will have taken a nice vacation and gone to Faithwalkers. I'm so excited to resume some kind of normal life and appreciate my free time better.

18 days left of The Internship.

 

it's all phonecalls and telegrams, eh Angelica?

I am starting to wonder if there is a more humbling part of my life than this. 

I ran into a friend at the grocery store down town and we caught up for a second about what we were each doing with all our free unmarried twenties time, and I felt wholly underwhelming as a person. 

He has a great career that takes him all over the world and it makes him really happy.

I'm single, living at home, working at Starbucks, giving all my free time to an internship, and getting rejected left and right by the great paying jobs I interview for. 

This is a daily invite to a pity party that I'm trying not to show up to.

I know that you have to make your own adventure, and enjoy what you have already been blessed with. I guess I'm a little too tired to be creative right now, but I promise I'm going to get there. 

And in the end, I know that being faithful is worth more than the glamour and the airport terminals. This life is short and the next will be long. 

God help me swallow my pride and put Your plan above my own.

Everyday.

goodnight moon

Romans 8: 18 

"For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us."

this is not over yet

Oh hi, rough week.
I don't really know what--
I don't really--
closed doors.

Anyway. Friday quotes.


Judy: My cousin wants to give me a burial plot out by her, and next to my parents, and I just think that's kind of like saying, "Oh, sit next to ya at lunch!" But really we'll all be in heaven together, where does it matter where my body is. I could have them spread my ashes over the ocean in Maine, like Poppa, but I don't know what I'd do in the ocean. I can't even swim.

"If I was a white person, I'd be blushing right now."
- T'Keyah, she loves to say this one

"Guys, our neighbors are mad. The Asian grandparents."
-Megan, and a raging frat party she was throwing

Randal: Holy Tennis Ball Tuesday!
Scrib: This is Friday. And these are ping pong balls.
(At the same rager)

"I knew it in my deepest realms."
-Stesha, mumbling quietly to herself during a loud game of Catchphrase

"They just kept telling her not to wear pants and she just kept doing it."
-my uncle Dan, on Patsy Cline

"Well, sarcasm is a fruit of the spirit."
-Bryan