Everything I Need Is You

Update on life:
Today was the first day of classes... I only had one: 2nd semester Greek. ew. I have a new professor this semester. I really want to do well... Mainly for the gpa's sake. It can't take another hit. So I took adequate notes and listened the entire time. The prof is entertaining. I went to Common Grounds to work on my homework after... OH wait ps I had homework GOING INTO the class today. gah. Anyway, I spent around 3 hours translating SEVEN sentences! I still have 8 more! aahh! My body ached from sitting in one place for so long!
I added aerobics as an HP today. aahaha. So 8:00 MWF, I'm going to be hittin the gym. Man I am crazy. Lacey and I are stoked about our tennis class tomorrow. I found out that for my forensic psych class, we have to do a ride-along with a cop... a WACO cop... sounds awfully dangerous.

I found out today that in a couple weeks, I am being flown by Baylor to Corpus Christi to speak at a couple rallies about my experiences as a student thus far. I will be there for three days... snap I'm nervous! More so about getting on the plane than speaking. I've spoken in front of people enough... CDA took care of that. But I hate flying. And I know that you're probably thinking, "how does she expect to get to Europe? By boat?" Nope, that scares me even more. We will conquer that mountain when it approaches. When I try to think of a public mode of transportation that doesn't scare me, I can't. And I know that you might think that I'm exageratting. I'm not. Ferries scare me SO bad. What the heck? Why!? Why would I drive my car onto a little boat with tons of other cars and let it float across the bay? All along with birds trying to eat the fingers of anyone who dares to open their doors? But actually, the birds don't scare me at all. I always have this predicament... Do I get out of my car, so I can escape easily when the boat sinks, or do I stay in my car, so I don't get separated from the family when the boat sinks? I guess busses scare me the least, although it freaks me out that we don't wear seatbelts. And the smell of them gives me a headache. I have this weird fear of train crashes. I've have only ridden in a few taxis, but I am always weary of the driver kidnapping us. I feel like the plane fear is self-explanetory. But maybe not, I don't know. My favorite show is LOST. I'm sure that doesn't help. I just got done watching the first hour of this season's 24... It's not helping me psych myself into getting on that plane. I never said I didn't realize my fears were irrational. I'm quite aware, actually. Thanks. I still use those modes of transportation. But I'd rather take an escalator everywhere. Wouldn't that be the life? Maybe I'm the only one who would find joy in that.

Wow... anyway, I am so excited slash way nervous for this incredible honor slash responsibility Baylor has given me! I hope I do alright. I get to miss three days of school!

Today, as I sat at CG slaving away at that beautiful dead language that has become my master, I was thinking about life as a student. I've been struggling with finding joy in the here and now recently... I don't really want to be here be now. So sometimes I am like "I get to go to class sometimes, play with kids, sit at coffee shops, and live with my friends? Every day? This is the life! What a blessing!" Then other times, I think about the tests and finals and how sometimes I get physically sick from the stress and how it takes me 3 hours to translate 7 sentences from Greek to English, and I'm like "WHHYYY do I keep putting myself through this? I just got done with finals! I'm already preparing for the next set! What an awful, unhealthy cycle!"
But I do love Baylor! Really! :)

Come, let us return to the Lord. He has torn us to pieces; now he will heal us. He has injured us; now He will bandage our wounds. In just a short time He will restore us, so that we may live in His presence. Oh, that we might know the Lord! Let us press on to know Him. He will respond to us as surely as the arrival of dawn or the coming of rains in early spring... "I want you to show love, not offer sacrifices. I want you to know Me more than I want burnt offerings."
Hosea 6