Its been a long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I cant remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass…..

The italized part of the last post is a pertinent christian moral question.

Texting is safe. Texting is fine. Texting is for when you want to keep a distance.

Calling is personal. Calling potentially crosses the line of safe friendship.

When I text I want a text back. Not a text and three missed calls plus one. My best friends don’t even do that.

You’re not making this easy…

Christmas Day is here.

It’s been a busy month and I hadn’t given Christmas much thought until a week ago. I’ve had to do Christmas catch up these last few days. Friday night on my way home from campus I blasted the Christmas station and listened to my first full carol of the year.

Now it only semi feels like Christmas.

It’s been raining cats and dogs the last few days. Cold, but raining. Which isn’t my usual christmas weather. And last night at around 8pm I realized something big was missing. Eggnog. Christmas without eggnog isn’t Christmas at all. So I hopped in my car and went on a search for eggnog. I went to 4 different stores and they were all closed. I came home empty handed. You would have thought some store would have stayed open til around 10 so they could make a killing since the other stores were closed. But nope, all closed extra early for the holidays and I stayed eggnogless.

However, Christmas morning has been good. I got some nifty presents. Like a peacoat and clothing, which I’ve been wanting. I also got to play with my baby cousins toys. I love toys! And like most kids, she thinks I’m the coolest.

(small break: I went to a basketball game a few weeks ago and this little girl, roughly a year and half, was sitting in the row below me on her daddy’s lap. She was smiling and waving at me, and of course being me I was smiling back. Well before you know it she raises her arms to me and starts squirming for me to pick her up. Her parents let me sit her on my lap and play with her, but they said she normally doesn’t do that, but of course were happy to give her to someone else so they could enjoy a few minutes of the game. Now that made me happy yet scared me at the same time. It’s great that kids are attracted to me and think I’m cool, but do I have a mommy scent…because that’s a little scary)

I can smell the food in the oven cooking and I’m starting to get hungry.

I hope all who read this are having a fun Christmas with friends and/or family. God Bless.

I’m pimping a 3.8 gpa (out of 4.0) going into the second semester!

As of Thursday afternoon I have completed my first semester in college. To celebrate I went to Chili’s with my closests friends, and went to a dorm party with my fiesta buddy, she’s the coolest.

Easiest Class: ITM: Microsoft 2007 

Hardest Class: Spanish

Favorite Class: Humanities

Favorite Professor: Dr. Berk (Humanities) 

Worst Grade: A “C” in Spanish

Grade that caused the happiest feeling: A toss up between the A on my second to last English paper, because up until that time the highest grade she gave was a B+ (which I had), and the 14.5 out of 16 that I got for the history essay that I stayed up all night writing. The sucky thing about it is that he deducted half a point because I forgot to underline my sources in the works cited section…silly me.

Things I will not be doing next Finals Week: Proofreading friends papers and essays…for free, staying up til daybreak, and muching all the time.  

Tonight Memphis is getting it’s first sub freezing temperatures of the year and a wintry mix is expected. I’m so excited! A piece of Maryland is coming to me! heh, though last night it was 60 degrees…

One final is down, 2 presentations are to be given on Wednesday and 1 final exam on Thursday and then I’m free!!! I’m partying hardy on Thursday night.

If it was possible to hide myself in my room and never come out, I would be doing that. Or get really fat and ugly….I would do that. Or be so unbelievably annoying I would become that too.

I shouldn’t have said anything, because now it’s awkward. Whenever he looks or talks to me you know he has to be thinking about not “crossing the line of friendship” again. But I don’t want it to be awkward and I wish we could just go back to how it used to be.

I resort to sarcastic comments and get quite a potty mouth when I’m: mad, hurt, annoyed, tired, and frustrated. It’s bad.

I have the minister kid title down pretty well at school. You know…wild and crazy fun. The funny thing is…my new roommate, who is pretty much my best friend on campus, is a Religious Studies major with the hopes of becoming a minister…she’s the “good girl” on campus, but she’s worse than me. She’s the quiet sort. I’m loud.

A Christian guy likes a Muslim girl…can they be together though their religions are different? And is it wrong to be in a relationship with the thought that it’s not going to make it to marriage and just looking at it as for a time, because granted you know you’re going to go through a few of them before you find the one?

I’m thinking of going Mariah Careyisk with my hair.

I have blonde streaks that are growing out and it’s starting to look funky.

So…

Whatcha think?

I’m so tired. I stayed up the whole night writing a paper that was due today.

5 minutes before class a friend leaving the class before mine tells me the Prof changed the due date to Friday.

Bloody hell! I was pissed.

However, after doing a quick read of my paper it’s all for the best. There was quite a few grammar errors, you know the ones that frequently occur after the 24 hour mark.

I stayed awake long enough to ask a question about the type of citations needed for the paper, then I crashed in class.

His voice is pleasant to sleep to…

I hope he didn’t notice…though being in the second row probably makes it a little obvious.

Now I’m off to nap.