One of the things that I like about music...oddly, is that you can really only appreciate it if you speak the language that the words were written it. Translating it doesn't usually work, somehow. Oh sure, you can appreciate the beat and the flow and all the fun bits in between, but the meaning of the song is lost if you can't understand the words. I'm not sure why I like this about music. I guess it's because it makes it that much more personal. Somehow knowing that fewer people can understand it makes it apply to fewer people and feel more...intimate. Like the artist had an insight to your brain and wrote what you couldn't.

So it turns out that apparantly it's re-arrange your room week, so there's constantly someone's stuff out in the hall and the noise of someone moving something across the floor.

It also turns out that my bike seat holds water....

And lots of it...

And I love my bike anyway...

Turns out that I really like my job...

except when people do stupid stuff...

Turns out that I really don't mind people breaking the rules for the sake of the rules as much as I mind them breaking the rules because it means that I have to do a buttload of paperwork on it.

Trurns out that my room is not the most productive place to do homework...

neither is the library...

but the Forum isn't bad.

Turns out I want to be in Honors. Just cuz I like the way the classes are taught.

Turns out that I should follow my gut instincts about how I'll get along with a professor and get out while I still can....

except that it turns out that sometimes I can't.

Turns out that it's a lot harder to memorize 50 names that I thought, especially when I never see those people.

Turns out Jesus is awesome. And.....gentle. And He doesn't yell at me.

And it turns out that Him not yelling at me in rage is really nice.

Turns out that Satan's a nerd. And a sneaky nerd at that. And I'm pretty sure he always be.

Turns out that I have a french midterm, a french oral exam, an anthropology exam, and a history paper all due this week, not to mention about 90 pages of very small print to read for my lit class and a sppech chapter quiz. This week. Lets not start on next week.

So it turns out that I'm gonna stop procrastinating now and go memorize foreign words.

 

love to all,

Callie

 

P.S.
It also turns out that the verb "jouir" (which the dictionary defines as "to enjoy") doesn't just mean enjoy in the way that you enjoy, say, chocolate. In fact, saying je jouis chocolate will probably get you lots of wierd stares, because it turns out that jouir implies, as my french professer put it "a special sort of enjoyment". Bummer, because "je jouis" is really fun to say...

For once in my life, i feel ready for the responsibility!
I know right. Who Callie? Actually being responsible?!?!
Try not to fall out of your seat.
But what i like about Jesus is that He's sooooooooo near. When I need Him most especially.
And for once in my life, I feel like I'm ready for this. I feel like I can take on the world.
Or at least RA training.

And another thing, I have great friends. Honestly, I missed American College culture. Where you can have a blast hanging out all night with a bunch of people you've met maybe twice. And make random Wal-Mart runs (at ten at night this time mom! ; D )
I have this determination that I've never had before. I guess it's that I wasn't happy being lazy, and it didn't get me anywhere that exciting, so why not try this whole discipline thing. We'll see how it goes, but I'm sooooooooo excited about this semester!
And for the first time in my life, I feel like an adult. And somehow that makes me feel like I can do this after all.

Loves you guys!

Callie