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ramble.

Wednesday, January 22nd, 2003

It’s early. I’m sleepy. Headache. Luther Vandross is singing. My poptarts were kind of boring. Amber was so fun last night. Pastor Jenn. Hehehe. I don’t want to go to classes. Must resist urge to go back to bed. Must resist. Hark, I must decide what I’m going to wear today. Casual? Dressy? Casual. Denim. Doc Martens. Oh wait, I haven’t cleaned them and they have a tad bit of mud on them from my trek down to the creek. Vanessa Carlton is singing now. I have raspberry plum lip balm lying on my keyboard. I kind of like the taste of it. Ooh! My mom is fussing over her hair. My hair looks kind of funny right now. It’s all curly and just up on my head. Somewhat dorky looking to be honest. My toes are cold. Hmm. This blog post is a little weird. Not sure if I should post it. I want to go to St. Louis. I need to grow taller. Ewan MacGregor is singing now. I have exactly 55 minutes to get ready…and leave for my 9:00 class. I have Counseling Techniques at 9 and Dr. Mazak is so fun. OCP is at 10:00 w/ Dr. Kielmeyer and that’s an equally enjoyable class. My foot is asleep. *sigh* I stopped Ewan. He was okay, but I needed some Volare. (Pavarotti) Nevermind. It’s too early for that. JLC- Cathedrals! Yay. 101 days until I graduate. *rejoices* Only 45 minutes left to get ready. I better scoot.

Behave today.

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sobering.

Tuesday, January 21st, 2003

For the second time in four weeks, the flags were flown at half-mast and the skies seemed to mourn. The memorial service held today was poignant but full of rejoicing and I left with a determined heart. If the Lord had chosen to take me instead of Apollo on Saturday night, I wonder what my life would reflect.

I stumble and fall, attempt to get up…only to crawl through Sahara deserts of spirituality. The mountaintops blossom with richness and I rejoice in God’s goodness and the next day it’s Him pursuing my wayward heart once more.

A friend of Christiana’s read from a recent journal discovered among Christiana’s things after her tragic death. Her words were about comforting those who suffer when a friend dies. Everyone around me was weeping…it was just too weird to hear her very own words comforting us. All three student’s lives speak of the earnest desire they had to serve the Lord. It’s comforting to know that all three of them are with the Lord right now. And they have left me with a challenge to live each day as if it might be my last.

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ponder.

Tuesday, January 21st, 2003

When was the last time you gave/had a hug?

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hard to believe.

Sunday, January 19th, 2003

Another tragedy related to my school has happened.

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winter ramble.

Sunday, January 19th, 2003

I trekked down on our land this evening. Wolf and I crawled through the woods in places, brushed aside the heavy branches laden with snow, and generally behaved as girls and dogs do.

He was hesitant to follow me into the deeper part of the woods…but after much whimpering he gave in and trotted along with me. We walked along the creek, saw deer tracks, and found the spot where I’m going to have my home at some point.

The wind was bitter and I kept getting snow on my hair.