O Israel, hope in the Lord!
For with the Lord there is steadfast
love,
and with him is plentiful redemption.
And he will redeem Israel
from all his iniquities.
26 February, 2011
25 February, 2011
12 February, 2011
how I am.
Sometimes I hurt people I love. Unintentionally.
Then I spend the rest of the day hating myself for it.
Then I spend the rest of the day hating myself for it.
03 February, 2011
marry me juliet you'll never have to be alone...
"HE KNELT TO THE GROUND AND PULLED OUT A RING! AND SAID MY TITLE."
Shann and I listened to TSwift together this afternoon. She studied Latin and I piddled around putting bobby pins back on their little cardboard dock and thought of greater aspirations. My spirits soared. TSwift? Horrible voice, but, after voice-enhancement, her songs make me smile. I'm all about smiling. I mean, Speak Now?! Solid stuff.
Yesterday, Hillsdale College buckled and allowed its first snow day since 1997. It was a ginormous occasion, ushered in with screaming from all corners of the campus. I spent the night at my home away from home - The Treehouse, where the coolest seniors live. Lauren makes fantastic monkey bread and Nathan gives solid advice on how to avoid stupid freshman moments. It was a good day.
My english professor is a hoot. She loves baseball and rock music and quotes The Princess Bride in class. She is one of those rare people who can pull off negativity - she makes it funny. And here is the kicker: she has let us out between five and fifteen minutes early every single class period this far. I am far from complaining.
I am taking indoor cycling! The instructor always skips Ke$ha's Tik Tok but plays Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. I truly don't get it.
Apparently Steve Forbes was on campus earlier this week lecturing...I think perhaps I should have attended. Badly done, Erica.
Tomorrow is Friday. Then comes Saturday. Then Sunday. Exciting. :)
Shann and I listened to TSwift together this afternoon. She studied Latin and I piddled around putting bobby pins back on their little cardboard dock and thought of greater aspirations. My spirits soared. TSwift? Horrible voice, but, after voice-enhancement, her songs make me smile. I'm all about smiling. I mean, Speak Now?! Solid stuff.
Yesterday, Hillsdale College buckled and allowed its first snow day since 1997. It was a ginormous occasion, ushered in with screaming from all corners of the campus. I spent the night at my home away from home - The Treehouse, where the coolest seniors live. Lauren makes fantastic monkey bread and Nathan gives solid advice on how to avoid stupid freshman moments. It was a good day.
My english professor is a hoot. She loves baseball and rock music and quotes The Princess Bride in class. She is one of those rare people who can pull off negativity - she makes it funny. And here is the kicker: she has let us out between five and fifteen minutes early every single class period this far. I am far from complaining.
I am taking indoor cycling! The instructor always skips Ke$ha's Tik Tok but plays Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. I truly don't get it.
Apparently Steve Forbes was on campus earlier this week lecturing...I think perhaps I should have attended. Badly done, Erica.
Tomorrow is Friday. Then comes Saturday. Then Sunday. Exciting. :)
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