news flash: the world is found to be flat after all!
I was very proud of myself last night. I finished up that essay that I posted earlier--I think last week--in MLA format, and sent it in, along with a bunch of online quizzes that I was supposed to do for class. I've almost finished with that list. I still have a bunch of journals to do, but I'm not too worried about it. I have my Article Review to write this week, but I'm going to the library for that tonight, and my test in Psych is tomorrow, but I've got a good start on my studying.
Things are going well, in other words.
I went to View 63 last night, a devotional that many attend here at school. It was so neat. There were paintings of Jesus framing white fabric that was serving as a projector screen. There wasn't much light in the room other than that of the candles near the windows--which, looking out them, had a beautiful view southerly. It's going to be amazing when there's snow falling and we're looking out those windows.
I feel like...judging by that last paragraph...I've lost my writer's touch. I need to get writing again. Definitely.
The message was so great--it blew me away, and had both Dez and I crying, for reasons that no one knew but us. And I didn't notice many others in our situation. I don't know if others are impacted as much by certain things...I was a little confused at one point because he used the phrase "C.O.C." to mean Church of Christ and I wasn't familiar with that abbreviation as I'm not a part of that church...yet. But I figured it out. The music was amazing, and it's always great to find new songs that you didn't know. Or better yet, new songs that you've already picked up.
Afterward, Dez called her father and told him she was thankful for him for sending her to school and for loving her the way she is....
I cried.
And we stayed up late again, but not too late. I had been leaning on Dez's shoulder at about 1 and started dozing off, so we went to bed. We tried it out with both of us on that little bitty twin-sized bed, but it wasn't enough room, so she got up and moved to the floor. I felt bad because I'm tired of taking her bed, though I often take the floor. It'll be better when we both have beds next semester.
That's all for now!
~Megan
Things are going well, in other words.
I went to View 63 last night, a devotional that many attend here at school. It was so neat. There were paintings of Jesus framing white fabric that was serving as a projector screen. There wasn't much light in the room other than that of the candles near the windows--which, looking out them, had a beautiful view southerly. It's going to be amazing when there's snow falling and we're looking out those windows.
I feel like...judging by that last paragraph...I've lost my writer's touch. I need to get writing again. Definitely.
The message was so great--it blew me away, and had both Dez and I crying, for reasons that no one knew but us. And I didn't notice many others in our situation. I don't know if others are impacted as much by certain things...I was a little confused at one point because he used the phrase "C.O.C." to mean Church of Christ and I wasn't familiar with that abbreviation as I'm not a part of that church...yet. But I figured it out. The music was amazing, and it's always great to find new songs that you didn't know. Or better yet, new songs that you've already picked up.
Afterward, Dez called her father and told him she was thankful for him for sending her to school and for loving her the way she is....
I cried.
And we stayed up late again, but not too late. I had been leaning on Dez's shoulder at about 1 and started dozing off, so we went to bed. We tried it out with both of us on that little bitty twin-sized bed, but it wasn't enough room, so she got up and moved to the floor. I felt bad because I'm tired of taking her bed, though I often take the floor. It'll be better when we both have beds next semester.
That's all for now!
~Megan