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The trip has been completed, and it was very good indeed!
Meeting new people was fun, meeting up with "old" people even better - and I am grateful for being able to go. It did feel odd to walk down the same streets again, feeling some form of ownership but knowing that it is no longer "ours". It made me think of Nancy and Jen and how we used to drop into the supermarket to get food and go for picnics on a whim, of the days when we tried to shop for a dress and had much laughter, of a surprise birthday party and scones and tea. I suppose I can fully claim to know nostalgia, although I am not sure if it counts if it was just a year ago.
Just a year ago. How odd it is to think that it was just a year ago that I was sitting in my little basement room with the tiny en-suite bathroom/toilet where you could reach out and hit both walls. Think about a year from now. Whoa. Scary. Because of His grace I know where I shall be and (more or less) what I will be working on. But still. I will be working. Not just for extra money, but working. For real. What an odd thought. Didn't think I was going to get to that point so soon, but as Peggy reminded me today - "dude, you're old!". And so, it is scary.
It is very comforting to know that my God is the same, yesterday, today and tomorrow. At the very least, I have that. Someone to hang on to.
one lab report, two midterms, one paper and two finals to graduation. And some prospies, one panel, one marathon to volunteer at, several meetings, small groups and bible studies in between. Oh yes, those and finding someplace to live. |
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| Monday, March 10, 2008 |
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Wow its been a while. Longer than uniz's absence I think. Today is the day we lost an hour because of daylight saving. But because I'm so smart, I looked at my computer clock, laughed and said "Oh you silly computer, why do you show the wrong time?" and changed it to what I thought was the time. 5 minutes later, I sheepishly change it back as Linda informs me that we are supposed to be one hour back.
So what does one do with a 23 hour day? Nothing out of the ordinary it seems. I've started cooking for myself this semester - getting off the meal plan saves money and, to a lesser extent (though I hope more on this) calories. It also makes me appreciate mom's efficient and yummy cooking a good deal more - whoever knew that it was so much work cleaning up? Plus, I don't seem to have a large repertoire as yet. So some days I end up eating korean pancakes a lot -because they're easy to make and I've mastered the art of frying one up, complete with leftover chicken - in about 15 minutes. It also helps that there is just one pan to wash afterwards. My greatest achievement to date is the 30 minute tiramisu -granted, I had some help and there was refrigeration time after - I am still proud of that dessert.
A couple more months to graduation, a couple more weeks to spring break. The former scares and excites me, the latter keeps me going (for now). I cannot wait - face to face time is so precious to me now. And as I hear/read/see pictures about the travels of this year's juniors, I cannot help but feel a twang of envy. Perhaps it is my wanderlust, perhaps just the knowledge that I too, had that opportunity, but that time has passed and I am left with my memories. Is this how my parents feel when they look at the the things I do now?
2 weeks to go. |
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| Thursday, November 29, 2007 |
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The battle with the toilet-roll holder has been won.
Victory is ours! |
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| Sunday, November 25, 2007 |
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If I had my way, distance would be considered outdated. Passe.
If I had my way, much more would be certain. Clear.
If I had my way, I'd always know what to do. The right thing. And I would want to do it.
If I had my way, the time of day could be paused, especially if it were beautiful.
If I had my way, puddles would only appear where I want them to.
If I had my way, everyone would understand everyone else.
If I had my way, I'd know what the animals were speaking about. And the trees, for that matter.
If I had my way, my eyes will always be heavenwards.
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if I had my way, I think I'd be very unreal indeed. |
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| Thursday, November 08, 2007 |
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A quick update in small pictures:
First, there was Lake Day - that wonderful day of nothingness where we have a bouncy castle, food on the green, a bucking bull and of course, a bouncy obstacle race course!
Then autumn came creeping along, quietly, in a fickle manner, but advancing all the same.
Canoeing kept me happy - there is not much one can do when one is in the middle of the lake, except to paddle.
Baby Andrew started to visit Wellesley more often, and now he's learning how to sit up for extended periods of time - he even knows how to high five!
Regatta Weekend rolled around, where rowers from all over gather at the Charles River to fight it out - and who can resist the many samples of food all round?
Halloween marked the yearly pilgrimage to the president's house. This year, she had a skeleton whose head would light up guarding her door.
As the sunlight wanes and the trees release their dress, our wall becomes a poetic painting.
The last of our field trips for art history class involved following a path where revolutionaries battled to become americans, where the "shot that was heard round the world" was fired.
And slightly out of sequence, there was a random day where our lawn was invaded by gentry from a different era; sword-fighting, knitting and medieval games galore! |
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