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| ::yankee fridge day::
last night, the yanks earned the title of world series champs as they beat the phillies 7-3. tammy and i (and pat) filled the hall with screaming and shouting. i called my mom to celebrate and after a quick exchange of 'matsui this' and 'jeter that,' she said, "okay michelle, let me go. i wanna hear jorge talk." a few minutes later mama texted me with "oh yeah, we got a new refrigerator. happy yankee fridge day!" i'd say it was the perfect way to celebrate.
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| ::disarray::
my mind is in somewhat of a disarray.
this past month has been one big whirlwind of events and the blurring of colors is starting to get me dizzy. i'm losing track of what i need to do, when i need to do it, and where i need to be, and i feel like i'm on the brink of having no control over anything at all. i feel the water rising.
i'm still not used to having to go to work and i'm realizing that (chris was right. darn. he's always right..) 9 hours a week is a lot more of my time than i expected it to be. classes are getting pretty ridiculous and it's seriously unexplainable how i feel like i'm learning, but not at the same time.
fruit snacks have become my new breakfast, dumplings have become my favorite food, and i have readings up the wazoo that i need to catch up on. junior year is a big pile of tiresome and no amount of hibernation time can make up for the lack of sleep i've been getting. this is undoubtedly insurmountably college. and each new day i will try to count my blessings.
p.s. the object was torn down, but is being rebuilt on friday.
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| ::psalms 25::
16 Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart have multiplied;
free me from my anguish.
18 Look upon my affliction and my distress
and take away all my sins.
19 See how my enemies have increased
and how fiercely they hate me!
20 Guard my life and rescue me;
let me not be put to shame,
for I take refuge in you.
21 May integrity and uprightness protect me,
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| ::one mock ice cream social flyer later...::
a lot has been going on since i last wrote and it feels as though a month's worth of days and activities are being squeezed into these first two weeks of school. for one, we have almost officially finished all the beginning of the year nso events. i'm pretty sure people are getting sick of eating s'mores and just maybe with a little bit of fortune from lady luck, our campus knows that we're InterVarsity [the christian group that hold a ton of s'mores nights]. the wall of spirituality turned out to be a cool success and really raised good answers to the question, "what do you need FREEDOM from?"
i find myself being passive about the time that's passing me by and just going about my daily activities with barely enough fervor. classes are oddly hard, though it is becoming seemingly more and more apparent that i am,in actuality, not really learning anything much. however, i have to give my professors props for creating the illusion that we are learning something. linguistics is going to get harder and i'm trying to keep up. i got a job in the dickinson area office today (thanks to pam & tammy), but i'm not nearly as thrilled as i should be/want to be. the idea of working there doesn't really excite me, though i am grateful to the chans for their connections and string pulling. money oddly doesn't seem like an incentive to work. i don't think it was ever about money for me. and on the way back home from getting the job, i concluded that the reason why i decided to work was to help my parents pay for tuition. i want to feel like i contributed to my own education in some way i guess. they hired me thinking they interviewed me during the summer, but they never did. i did not object. i'm convinced i got in because they really really really love pam and tammy. so after creating a fake ice cream social poster and filling out an application here and there, i have made my way to the sacred dickinson area office.
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| ::[un]changing binghamton::
alas, we have approached the first day of school at binghamton university and already it's getting cold and the sweatshirts have been whipped out. it's my third year now and it really shows. for one, i don't look lost going to classes and two, i'm taking classes that actually matter because i have a major :) but some things never change. i'm still really bad with names, i'm still in the same room since freshman year, and i'm still pretty fond of dickinson. things have been pretty hectic with all the new student outreach stuff for ivcf, but it's encouraging to know that we're a part of something bigger than ourselves. already i'm beginning to see how much God is going to use ivcf on campus. other random things include a new Old Union, lots of korean international students in dickinson, no grills in dickinson, and no clamela in dickinson. there are two mikes on our floor, two angies, two matts, and two pats. this is going to drive me absolutely crazy. i've been pretty tired today and my upperclassmenness is showing in that i can't function before 10am. nonetheless, things are going well so far. things are differently the same.
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