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Things are looking up!
On the side, I came home from school today to find two chickens in my yard. So that's good. I guess. I know everything happens for a reason, which begs the question, "What are you doing, God?" I mean, really. Chickens. Although, if you think about it, the sheer absurdity is almost appropriate.
Also- Owen (2-year old brother) didn't want to finish his ice cream. That's pretty mind-boggling as well. What kind of kid doesn't like ice cream? I sure hope this isn't the first sign of psycho tendencies or anything. Yeah, that's probably what it is... : )
This is my current list of colleges I'm applying to:
University of Texas at Austin
Texas State University
Berry College
University of Alabama
Auburn University
UA and Auburn are my safety schools. Not to sound above it all or anything, but I really don't want to go to school in Alabama. I just want to move somewhere. I don't know why. I'll go where the money is, but I want to leave.
I think in my mind, I have this idea that where I go to college will determine (roughly) where I end up living. For some reason, this is maybe more important than what I end up doing for a living. Ok, it IS more important. I want to live somewhere comfortable. And somewhere new.
I love love love love Austin, TX as anyone who has read at least three entries of this LJ could tell you. So UT: very good. Texas State: good. (San Marcos is pretty close.)
Berry College is in the middle of nowhere, but I really like the campus, the founder is from my hometown, and after all, it's only undergraduate work. So really, I'm probably being paranoid about the whole location thing.
But Alabama/Auburn..... I dunno.
I've been thinking about Wheaton College too. That's weird for me. I don't know how I feel about the whole Christian college atmosphere. I've never really felt like I belonged to mainstream Christian culture. That came out like elitism; I'm sorry. What I meant was: I don't know anything about it. I've been mostly in the Catholic, Episcopalian and Quaker Church (the latter sucked monkey balls, by the way) so I know nothing. I don't know any contemporary Christian music or Christian rock or praise and worship songs besides the ones I learned at summer camp over the last two years.
So, Wheaton....... Who knows? It could be great or not. Another thing: when I moved to rural Alabama, one of the first things I learned was that nice, clean-cut boys are the only Christians and while they will respect anyone that loves Jesus, in terms of romantic interest, they prefer girls that look the part a little more. You know, blond hair, little or no make-up, preppy long-sleeved shirts and portable Bibles with leather or metallic covers.
I sound bitter. Maybe I am, a little. I'm not saying that I'll go to college to date or use it to get a MRS degree. But I've never felt completely accepted. Kind of like a second class citizen or something. I think I am a little bitter. Or a little lonely. Or a combo. But people at Wheaton seem genuinely happy and nice. And it seems safe, I guess.
These days I feel a lot like sweet and sour sauce. If you need that explained, you'll think it's stupid anyway.
A couple of days ago, I smelled fall. That line sounded like something out of a really cliche high school chick's poem or something. When you live on a mountain, it's not cliche. It's really an amazing smell. And I hate fall. But it smells awesome.
I wonder what the chickens are doing. I gave them some bird seed and water so maybe they'll be back tomorrow. If they stay, I think I'll call them Doodle and Doo. Because I think they're really roosters.
Hey!! I might get to go to the best place in the world this Sunday: this church in Chattanooga. It is the best best best place in the world.
I am going to go read and play the guitar and be artsy in other over-the-top ways.
God bless!
Jeez, I just spell-checked this. I must be the most arrogant person on the planet. I need to go to a community college. It might teach me some humility. The real lesson I need to learn.
I think the sour has just officially overruled the sweet.
On the side, I came home from school today to find two chickens in my yard. So that's good. I guess. I know everything happens for a reason, which begs the question, "What are you doing, God?" I mean, really. Chickens. Although, if you think about it, the sheer absurdity is almost appropriate.
Also- Owen (2-year old brother) didn't want to finish his ice cream. That's pretty mind-boggling as well. What kind of kid doesn't like ice cream? I sure hope this isn't the first sign of psycho tendencies or anything. Yeah, that's probably what it is... : )
This is my current list of colleges I'm applying to:
University of Texas at Austin
Texas State University
Berry College
University of Alabama
Auburn University
UA and Auburn are my safety schools. Not to sound above it all or anything, but I really don't want to go to school in Alabama. I just want to move somewhere. I don't know why. I'll go where the money is, but I want to leave.
I think in my mind, I have this idea that where I go to college will determine (roughly) where I end up living. For some reason, this is maybe more important than what I end up doing for a living. Ok, it IS more important. I want to live somewhere comfortable. And somewhere new.
I love love love love Austin, TX as anyone who has read at least three entries of this LJ could tell you. So UT: very good. Texas State: good. (San Marcos is pretty close.)
Berry College is in the middle of nowhere, but I really like the campus, the founder is from my hometown, and after all, it's only undergraduate work. So really, I'm probably being paranoid about the whole location thing.
But Alabama/Auburn..... I dunno.
I've been thinking about Wheaton College too. That's weird for me. I don't know how I feel about the whole Christian college atmosphere. I've never really felt like I belonged to mainstream Christian culture. That came out like elitism; I'm sorry. What I meant was: I don't know anything about it. I've been mostly in the Catholic, Episcopalian and Quaker Church (the latter sucked monkey balls, by the way) so I know nothing. I don't know any contemporary Christian music or Christian rock or praise and worship songs besides the ones I learned at summer camp over the last two years.
So, Wheaton....... Who knows? It could be great or not. Another thing: when I moved to rural Alabama, one of the first things I learned was that nice, clean-cut boys are the only Christians and while they will respect anyone that loves Jesus, in terms of romantic interest, they prefer girls that look the part a little more. You know, blond hair, little or no make-up, preppy long-sleeved shirts and portable Bibles with leather or metallic covers.
I sound bitter. Maybe I am, a little. I'm not saying that I'll go to college to date or use it to get a MRS degree. But I've never felt completely accepted. Kind of like a second class citizen or something. I think I am a little bitter. Or a little lonely. Or a combo. But people at Wheaton seem genuinely happy and nice. And it seems safe, I guess.
These days I feel a lot like sweet and sour sauce. If you need that explained, you'll think it's stupid anyway.
A couple of days ago, I smelled fall. That line sounded like something out of a really cliche high school chick's poem or something. When you live on a mountain, it's not cliche. It's really an amazing smell. And I hate fall. But it smells awesome.
I wonder what the chickens are doing. I gave them some bird seed and water so maybe they'll be back tomorrow. If they stay, I think I'll call them Doodle and Doo. Because I think they're really roosters.
Hey!! I might get to go to the best place in the world this Sunday: this church in Chattanooga. It is the best best best place in the world.
I am going to go read and play the guitar and be artsy in other over-the-top ways.
God bless!
Jeez, I just spell-checked this. I must be the most arrogant person on the planet. I need to go to a community college. It might teach me some humility. The real lesson I need to learn.
I think the sour has just officially overruled the sweet.