I've been offered a room in a house with a few girls from church. I would love to move out, into a real house, into a place with Christian women. And it's a block away from church.
Rent is about $100 more than what I'm paying now, but if I'm working full-time at Chick-fil-a I could make rent in a week.
Coleman doesn't want me to move, I think that's because we finally live close to each other again, and can just walk to each other's places.
Move in day would be June 1, so I need to decide soon so I can give my notice to my roommates and apartment complex. Pray for this decision!
UPDATE: Turns out the house that I was going to move into went into foreclosure. This was a surprise to the ladies living there and to the owners. I don't know how you could not know that your house was going to be going into foreclosure (doesn't that happen because you haven't been paying your loan off?).
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Crime Alert
((Parental warning: This warning is directed specifically at my mother. Don't worry, I don't walk to or from Coleman's alone after dark. And my doors are locked at all times. I don't want you freaking out thinking I'm not safe where I'm living, I have never been afraid for my safety while living here.))
After the shooting that happened right off campus my last year working in the dorms (also around the same time of the Virginia Tech shooting), the school started emailing everyone that attends school anytime a major crime (robbery, harassment, shooting, stabbing, etc.) has happened on or around campus. This is their attempt at helping keep the campus more safe.
Sometimes it's annoying. Sometimes it's a little bit freaky. Like last year when the email said there was a shooting or stabbing right around the corner from my apartment ("So that's why the helicopters were flying about my complex", although this seems to be fairly routine).
Tonight I literally cried when I read one of the 2 that had been sent out this last week. 1) A girl was mugged, her purse stolen. Two days later, there was a report of a young woman being raped by two men. She was walking westbound on Shaw, near Backer. She was alone, it was night. But this happened right next to my complex. I feel for this girl.
It broke my heart reading that word. I can't even hear that word without my eyes watering. Today after hearing the message at church I was reminded of the focus of the last bible study series we did in Nehemiah (this is to the specific sermon I'm referencing, if you want to hear the rest of the series click on "More episodes" scroll to the bottom and click on page 4). Brad talked about our Holy Discontent. The thing that God has called us to do with our lives/skills/gifts. Perhaps mine has something to do with victims of this horrible crime. I'm not really sure, I still need to pray on it to determine if and what I could do. Nehemiah went 4 months before being able to do something about his calling to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem.
When we were studying Nehemiah I wanted to think that I was called for something else, specifically to teach the junior high girls about relationships/dating. I knew that wasn't right, but I wanted to think it was, because it's easier to talk about. I had a brief moment that I thought it could have something to do with this but didn't want it to be true. I can't even say the word without wanting to cry, how could that be my holy discontent if I can't even say the word? Maybe the real question should be: "How could that not be it?" My heart is clearly broken for that. Maybe it's broken over that, but I'd rather not split hairs at this point.
Right now I want to just turn this over and give it to God. If I'm supposed to do something with this line of thought it will become something, a ministry perhaps, or even a mentorship? Who knows at this point.
After the shooting that happened right off campus my last year working in the dorms (also around the same time of the Virginia Tech shooting), the school started emailing everyone that attends school anytime a major crime (robbery, harassment, shooting, stabbing, etc.) has happened on or around campus. This is their attempt at helping keep the campus more safe.
Sometimes it's annoying. Sometimes it's a little bit freaky. Like last year when the email said there was a shooting or stabbing right around the corner from my apartment ("So that's why the helicopters were flying about my complex", although this seems to be fairly routine).
Tonight I literally cried when I read one of the 2 that had been sent out this last week. 1) A girl was mugged, her purse stolen. Two days later, there was a report of a young woman being raped by two men. She was walking westbound on Shaw, near Backer. She was alone, it was night. But this happened right next to my complex. I feel for this girl.
It broke my heart reading that word. I can't even hear that word without my eyes watering. Today after hearing the message at church I was reminded of the focus of the last bible study series we did in Nehemiah (this is to the specific sermon I'm referencing, if you want to hear the rest of the series click on "More episodes" scroll to the bottom and click on page 4). Brad talked about our Holy Discontent. The thing that God has called us to do with our lives/skills/gifts. Perhaps mine has something to do with victims of this horrible crime. I'm not really sure, I still need to pray on it to determine if and what I could do. Nehemiah went 4 months before being able to do something about his calling to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem.
When we were studying Nehemiah I wanted to think that I was called for something else, specifically to teach the junior high girls about relationships/dating. I knew that wasn't right, but I wanted to think it was, because it's easier to talk about. I had a brief moment that I thought it could have something to do with this but didn't want it to be true. I can't even say the word without wanting to cry, how could that be my holy discontent if I can't even say the word? Maybe the real question should be: "How could that not be it?" My heart is clearly broken for that. Maybe it's broken over that, but I'd rather not split hairs at this point.
Right now I want to just turn this over and give it to God. If I'm supposed to do something with this line of thought it will become something, a ministry perhaps, or even a mentorship? Who knows at this point.
Group Projects
I'm supposed to be working on a group project right now. I wasn't able to work with my partners in person due to work/time conflict. I was emailed the updated project and assigned certain topics to complete. While I have no problem with working in a group, the topics I was assigned, or that I couldn't meet on Saturday with them. I do have a problem with their inadequate grammar/word choice. Our project is to create an event, ours is a wine/food tasting fund raiser to benefit Bulldog Pantry (Fresno State's food bank. The word "poor" was used 10 times to describe the people/neighborhood/community served by this food bank, in one paragraph (5 sentences). You couldn't use "impoverished" or "destitute". That one might not be so bad, sometimes you just can't think of a synonym. One sentence (that I can't find anymore) I couldn't even understand it was worded so poorly. It's very obvious who wrote which parts because the person that says things like, "'member what he said in class" instead of remember. This is one of my biggest pet peeves. Bad spelling/grammar and speaking habits. It makes the person sound like an idiot. Use a thesaurus or dictionary. Seriously, they have them online now so it's even easier.
I've decided that there's too much editing to do to even bother fixing it. I still have most of my own work to do. I can't worry about the work of anybody else right now. I'm just very frustrated with it.
I've decided that there's too much editing to do to even bother fixing it. I still have most of my own work to do. I can't worry about the work of anybody else right now. I'm just very frustrated with it.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Toms
Being a little hypocritical at the moment.
I want Toms shoes.
My initial response to them, Ugo. Now, I want some.
I want Toms shoes.
My initial response to them, Ugo. Now, I want some.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
I want this
I found a really cool decorating idea today.
I want this.
Seriously?
How amazingly awesome is this idea? Only downside? They used pushpins when making it, so if someone walked by and brushed it they could knock it down. Maybe I can figure out something else to use? Or do it on a smaller scale on a piece of painted wood...
I want this.
Seriously?
How amazingly awesome is this idea? Only downside? They used pushpins when making it, so if someone walked by and brushed it they could knock it down. Maybe I can figure out something else to use? Or do it on a smaller scale on a piece of painted wood...
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