Thursday, January 22, 2009

Journeys of Jobless, boyfriendless, college student....CONTINUED!

...I am NO LONGER...








Jobless.

Still working on the boyfriend thing


(You can get me at the B.R. Ryall YMCA in Glen Ellyn Monday through Friday, 12-6, except on Tuesdays, 12-4:45. Follow the Kindergartners...you'll find me. :) )

Reasons I LOVE COD (Or rather, my life in general...)

I actually don't particularly love COD. COD is not the place I would choose to be right now. I also don't want anyone to think that I'm discontent, or that I spent every single day of my life (this year, anyway) complaining and moaning about my life. I actually love my life, I love what God has done. I don't know a heck of a lot of things, but I do know that God knows me. He knows my thoughts, my motives, and my every move. He knows that I sometimes feel a little out of a place at COD. God loves me. He's teaching me through this season of my life, doing something I don't necessarily want to do. In the mean time, though, God is steadily putting little blessings in my life to help me through my year at dreaded community college. He's put Campus Crusade in my life (and, even more of a miracle, He's helped me to be myself around them), He's given me opportunity to be involved in ministry (because He knows I love ministry, and feel empty without it) He even put another girl (the same girl) who was homeschooled, and is also a follower of Christ in a class of mine last year, and the same girl is in a class of mine this year. We didn't plan that either. It's absolutely amazing.
But one thing that I've totally enjoyed, fully, and wholly, is the fact that never in my life have I had to wake up regularly early enough in the morning to watch the sunrise. I've seen sunset after sunset, but I often miss the sunrise.

Yesterday, I woke up, and I got ready, walked down the stairs, and looked out my back window, and I was completely blown away. God had crafted the most beautiful, breathtaking sunrise. I walked out the door, and the clouds were pink and rippling across the sky like wisps of cotton candy. The sun was peaking over the horizon, pushing it's way past the trees and the earth.
I drove to school in utter awe of my God. The God that knows my heart, and knows what I need, and wants good for me. He wants me to know He loves me. So...He sends me a sunrise.
He paints me a sunrise, in the sky, because He knows that my day isn't going to be very good coming up (because it really wasn't). He knew I'd need a breathtaking, and awe inspiring start.

If I've learned anything in the last year, it's that God's timing is perfect, which is way better than my timing. If I had my way, and my timing were applied to my life, I'm pretty sure my life would currently be blowing up in my face.
I think I'm going to stick to God's timing.

So, being at COD is not my favorite place to be. I'm excited to get out this spring, but while I'm there, I pray that God does with me what He will. I'm pretty content with where I'm at. I'm really thankful for what I do have, and if there's one other thing I've learned this year, it's to be thankful for what I have, and not count what I don't have. You'll end up a lot happier of a person.

God seems to show up a lot in my life. Sometimes, I just choose to close my eyes to Him. I think He shows up a lot in yours, too. In fact, I'm pretty sure he's there all the time. So take a minute, and see what God has done. I guarantee you'll be amazed. :)

Now, I need to get ready for school.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Things I Hate About COD (Another installment)

One of the favorite uses of this blog is to post the things I hate, and to complain about the things I can't really complain about in real life since they're petty and people don't want to listen to me complain about them (obviously I don't write this blog for reader pleasure...). That being said, every once in a while I enter an installment of things I hate about probably the one place I hate the most in the entire world - The College of Dupage. Yes, my school. I hate my school. I hate it so intricately and intensely, that it really is almost an unnatural feeling. My school annoys the crap out of me. The school, the people, the faculty, I pretty much just want to punch them all.
Now, upon reading my blog, or hearing me complain about COD, (otherwise known as College of Dropouts) I'll get many a response that goes something like this...
"Why? COD isn't a bad school! It's a really smart choice! You save so much money and since you're taking the same classes you'd be taking at a college that costs much more, you might as well just go to school at COD! Even in just spending a year there, I bet you'd save upwards from about 15,000 bucks!"
As they lecture me (which I believe it just a way for them to suppress their feelings of unaccomplishment since they couldn't get into any other school BESIDES COD), their faces because hilariously animated, as if fighting for COD is their live's ambition. They will then close with my favorite, of all favorite defenses for COD...
"Besides...COD is one of the top community colleges in the entire nation!"

1. No, COD is not necessarily a bad school. You still receive adequate education, some of your credits probably transfer, and it's not like you wouldn't receive a degree there. No, it really isn't a bad school if you enjoy watching the girl in front of you in English class pick her nose, or don't mind the fact that everyone you pass in the hallways pretends that you're completely non-existent. I mean, if you enjoy conversations focusing on why the Holy Ghost should be a pokemon, and how he would say his name, or just centering on the general concept of oatmeal, then sure sure, it's a great place to be!
It's incredibly intellectually stimulating if you're the only one in the entire class who actually remembers what they learned from English in high-school, scored above a 16 on their ACT, and discusses politics like it's a beauty competition...i.e. "I don't like John McCain because he's old...but I do like Barack Obama because he's young and hip"
2. I'll grant them that, it does save you a lot of money, except that you end up spending way more money on stuff you don't need because you're home and feel trapped by being in your parent's house and buy totally outrageous things like 300 dollar boots and cars...but maybe that's just me.
3. Last, but not least, yes, COD is one of the top Community Colleges in the country...unfortunately, that does not in any way, shape, or form make it anything more than a community college. It's still a drop out school where losers who don't know what the heck they're doing with their lives go...ok, so maybe some people are there just to get their gen eds and move forward, but for the most part, it's all a bunch of idiots who either didn't, or couldn't get in anywhere else. So, you can brag and say it's so much better than the other schools, but let's be realistic here...how great...academically speaking, that is, can you be, when you allow anyone in the whole free world to come to your school?

So, therefore, with a new semester under way, I have come up with a list of things I despise intensely about COD...

1. The parking. Holy crap...talk about a death wish, parking at COD. First of all, there is almost literally no where you can park that isn't about a mile of a walk to get to the front doors to school. And even if you do find parking, once you get back to your car, it's like you don't even have a minute to sit and recollect your thoughts, you automatically have like, 6 cars all waiting to compete for your spot. In fact, they pretty much screw themselves over, because they're being so aggressive in waiting for your spot, that they actually make it impossible for you to back out, so you have to sit there even longer, while they beep at you, waiting for them to figure it out that backing out would mean inevitably anihilating someone else's vehicle. I think this is a trait that goes along with the whole, I didn't get into a real college so I'm going to COD deal. I don't know why I'm complaining about that though...I didn't get into a real college either...Moody doesn't really count.
2. When I'm driving there, and I'm on Park, in the right lane trying to make a right turn onto Fawell, which is the road you take to school, and there are people going straight in the right lane. Nobody goes in the right lane unless you're making a right onto Fawell. It's stupid. They block the whole lane, making me even more late for school.
3. The people in the hallways. These people will stand in the middle of the hall-ways, yacking away with their stupid little friends, completely blocking the entire path. So you'll be like "Excuse me" and they won't even move, so you push past them, and they give you all these dirty looks like YOU'RE the one who did something wrong.

And that concludes this entry because I have no more time to waste on this thing.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Follow the story sequence...


^ Once there was a girl with a broken heart.

(LOOK DOWN THERE!!) It took a little while, but she soon realized
it was for the better

All of a sudden, her eyes were opened...

The truth? The truth is I'm not starting 2009 with someone else - I'm starting it alone...but never truly alone. See, I have all these amazing family members and friends who love me purely, and truly, and always have. Even when it seemed otherwise, I never was truly alone. In fact, I cannot name one moment in my life when I haven't been. It's an absolutely phenominal feeling...to know that I don't have to be kissed as the New Year rings in, that I can celebrate Valentines Day WITHOUT a boy to celebrate it with (unless you count giving candy hearts to my brothers...), and that, truly, I can take long walks in the snow with really great friends. I figured out...through all of this...I figured out that I'm content with my life, not content with how my life was, not content with how it will be, but content with exactly how it is...right now...in the moment.

SO...here's the deal...

I LOVE MY LIFE!!!! I'm SOOOO thankful for what God has given me. I'm perfectly happy just being single, and that's ok...

but someday...I'll start the new year with someone wonderful, and someone new. I know he'll feel like home...it'll be like slipping on an old, wonderful, favorite pair of shoes.

I'll know.

:)