<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651</id><updated>2012-02-03T04:10:11.880-08:00</updated><category term='Work'/><category term='Reasons'/><title type='text'>My College Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, this is my college blog.  In it you will find rants and stories, praises and prayers, pictures and thoughts.  This is my life at Roberts Wesleyan College.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1898455414994449238</id><published>2009-07-13T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:29:52.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement!!</title><content type='html'>I know it's been almost 2 months since I last updated but I figured that just in case I have some very dedicated readers, this bit of information is certainly worth posting!  Phil and I are engaged!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday night (7-6-09) Phil and I were hanging out.  We had made plans for me to make him dinner and then we were going to watch some episodes of Friends that we just bought on DVD.  We ate dinner and had no room for dessert, so we decided that we would take an intermission from Friends to eat dessert.  When that time came, Phil kept spilling crumbs all over my comforter -- so I told him to clean it up!  He brushed the crumbs onto the floor and I yelled at him.  So he got down on the floor to clean up the crumbs, and looked up at me (on one knee) and said, "Elizabeth, will you marry me?"  I looked at him and didn't believe that he was really asking, so I asked, "Are you really asking me?"  He told me he was, and apparently (according to Phil) I didn't say yes, but nodded my head.  Then he pulled out the ring from his laptop case, put it on my shaking hand, and asked, "So, is that a yes?"  And I said, "Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so happy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1898455414994449238?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1898455414994449238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1898455414994449238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1898455414994449238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1898455414994449238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/07/engagement.html' title='Engagement!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-25282869343368131</id><published>2009-05-26T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:03:15.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Snap! link</title><content type='html'>If you want to watch that "Oh, Snap!" clip, here's the link!  I just think it's hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LFXL9p6zKSs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-25282869343368131?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/25282869343368131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=25282869343368131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/25282869343368131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/25282869343368131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-snap-link.html' title='Oh, Snap! link'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1944124562666206856</id><published>2009-05-26T16:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:55:48.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Miss This</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vG9XfJxMY8A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all I need is to listen to this song to remind me to look for the good in my sittuations.  It's crazy - at first when I think about things that I'm going to miss, I think about my future.  I know that I will miss the things that I'm looking forward to when they're over, but it takes a lot for me to think about how I'll miss my life right now.  I've been counting down the days, weeks, and months for so long now that it's become my total focus - just getting through this season of my life and on to the next.  But when I'm honest with myself I'm really going to miss my kids, my boss, my classroom, coming home to my family, not having homework, and countless other little details about this season of my life that I overlook on a daily basis.  It shouldn't be about getting through to the next day - it should be about savoring every moment that I have where I am right now, because chances are, I won't be able to relive it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1944124562666206856?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1944124562666206856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1944124562666206856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1944124562666206856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1944124562666206856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-gonna-miss-this.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Miss This'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5278802969640919465</id><published>2009-05-10T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T13:35:10.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Snap!</title><content type='html'>I titled this post "Oh, Snap!" because it is part of a quote from the movie Bolt that Rachel, Phil, and I have been quoting all weekend long. There are 2 pigeons talking to Bolt, the TV show dog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #1 - "We have an idea for your show! My associate, Ronald, will take it from here. Ronald?"&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #2 - (Just stands there)&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #1 - "Wait for it..."&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #2 - (Just stands there)&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #1 - "Wait for it..."&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #2 - (Stands there a moment longer) "Aliens."&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon #1 - "Oh, snap!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we thought it was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mother's Day today we went out to lunch... and guess who was there! Richard Gere!!!! He was having dinner with his family. I didn't see him, but my dad did. It was very exciting. I guess his mom went to school with the manager or something... and so they go to dinner there often. I can't imagine how hard it must be for him to just go out to dinner - anywhere - with his mother on Mother's Day. He was wearing a hat so as not to attract attention, but it didn't do much. I think just about everyone in the restaurant knew he was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm teaching Kid's Church on the 31st. And my roomies are coming to visit the weekend after next. That will be fun! I was never able to find a job in Rochester, so I'm staying here for the summer. So let us restart the countdown: About 3 months left. I'll be going back to school a week early for SA training, and the week before that I'm taking a vacation to New Jersey - where one of my roommates (Andrea) lives. So there's lots to look forward to, and a very short time left to be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure yet what's going to happen with KC Camp... right now it looks like I'll be teaching unless someone else steps up. We'll see! And as far as Phil and I go... well, hopefully you'll be looking at pics of a ring soon! ;) Just a heads-up! (No pressure Phil... actually, I take that back -- a lot of pressure!!) :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5278802969640919465?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5278802969640919465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5278802969640919465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5278802969640919465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5278802969640919465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-snap.html' title='Oh, Snap!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6310151599664502044</id><published>2009-04-11T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:16:46.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted in a while.  It's kinda tough to find things to write about when every day seems to be the same as the one before.  I am writing this morning from Phil's house.  He had to go to a rehearsal this morning, and won't be back for a few hours so I figured it would be a good time to check email, update blogs, and play games on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Phil and I (finally) watched the last two episodes of Friends season 9.  We've been working our way through them in order... only one more season to go!  Phil was glad that Rachel and Joey wound up together... I have mixed feelings about it.  It's still in my mind that Rachel and Ross should get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters and mom don't have school/work this week.  That's one bad thing about working at a daycare -- whenever kids don't have school, we can't take time off because we have more kids than usual.  Oh, well.  It means more hours, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on the details of getting back to Roberts this summer.  It's all riding on one detail at this point: whether I can get a job at Childtime, and whether I can get a full-time position there.  I interviewed (over the phone) for a position with Student Calling and I got it!  But that's only 10 hours a week.  If I can get that full-time job, I'll be able to live in Beeson with my roommates and work 2 jobs and take an online course second session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should stop boring you with my mundane life.  Maybe I'll play sudoku on Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6310151599664502044?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6310151599664502044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6310151599664502044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6310151599664502044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6310151599664502044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3486914257993974397</id><published>2009-03-26T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:19:41.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #4</title><content type='html'>And today's reason is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm their "mama"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the parents of my kids wouldn't be too happy to hear this, but it's true: I've become a second mother to these children!  When I leave the room, Christina* cries like it's her job.  Before I leave at the end of the day, I have to get a hug from every young one in my room.  Before they leave, they blow me kisses.  Not to mention they often call me "mama."  And I must admit -- I love being "mama."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to add a side-note:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was reading a book that had a picture of a cow in it.  I told Nick,* "Say 'Cow,' Nick!"  And he said, "Moo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Names have been changed to protect confidentiality of the children in my class :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3486914257993974397?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3486914257993974397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3486914257993974397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3486914257993974397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3486914257993974397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/03/reason-4.html' title='Reason #4'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-8058785231979636362</id><published>2009-03-25T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:48:39.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Reason #3</title><content type='html'>Okay, Okay... I know that I haven't exactly been keeping up on my reasons... but I have been thinking about them throughout the day - - and most days I come up with one!  Here is today's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tooted!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was doing paperwork (filling out what the kids were eating for breakfast and such) when I heard one of the kids announce "I tooted!!"  Now, there's something that you should know about 2-year-olds.  If they have something to say, they'll say it - and if they don't think you heard them the first time, they'll repeat it.  Louder.  And again and again and again.  Until you acknowledge their existance and what they are saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I tooted!"  "I tooted!!"  "I tooted!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you - sometimes it's not only annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-8058785231979636362?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/8058785231979636362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=8058785231979636362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8058785231979636362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8058785231979636362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/03/reason-3.html' title='Reason #3'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2948168437356344991</id><published>2009-03-18T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T04:23:53.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Reason #2</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my reason for liking work came by 7:15am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The way my kids sit in my lap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning Carmen (her name has been changed for confidentiality) reminded me to appreciate the little things when she sat in my lap to hear a story. When my kids give me a book to read, I sit cross-legged on the floor so someone can sit in my lap. Since I only have one lap, there is often some fighting about who gets to sit there... but they have smartened-up lately and now one child will sit in my lap, one on my right knee, and another on my left knee. That only leaves two kids without lap space. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen gave me her book and then turned around, stuck her but out, and shuffled her feet backwards until she got to my lap. It's the cutest thing ever!! And she's the cutest when she does it (though all my kids do it to some extent). Then, when it's time to get up, she has to heave herself up two or three times, ricking front and back and front and back, until I give her a little push. Very cute! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2948168437356344991?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2948168437356344991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2948168437356344991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2948168437356344991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2948168437356344991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/03/reason-2.html' title='Reason #2'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4366711569618468143</id><published>2009-03-16T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:42:55.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Reason #1</title><content type='html'>I have decided that as a way to like work more and as a way to update my blog more often, I will come up with one thing that I like about work each day. So here's my first: Reason #1 to enjoy work is.... (dum dun dun duuuum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I sing a song, I get applauded!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I asked my kids what they wanted to sing and one of them told me (as she always does) "ABC!"  Another told me her usual choice: "a wow wow" (which, in 20-month-old terms is "Row Row Row Your Boat").  Since we had already sung "a wow wow," we sang ABC's.  Or, should I say, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; sang ABC's.  Usually a few of them join me, but today they got distracted and a few of them even walked away while I was singing.  So I felt very alone in what turned out to be my solo alphabet song.  But when I was finished, one of my kids said "YAY!" and clapped her hands for me!  That's today's reason to love work!  I always get applause when I'm finished singing.  And I'm sure it's just about the only place that will happen for me. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4366711569618468143?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4366711569618468143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4366711569618468143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4366711569618468143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4366711569618468143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/03/reason-1.html' title='Reason #1'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7175809484115307876</id><published>2009-02-02T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:12:27.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little anxious right now.  It seems like this semester and my whole plan for staying home to make money is blowing up in my face.  The 12 college credits that I'm getting through a certification at work is actually going to cost me over $400 when I thought that I would get a scholarship to pay for it in full.  I got a mailing today telling me that a payment on one of my loans is overdue.  I still owe my parents about $400 for tuition last semester AND I haven't paid for my class at OCC yet.  I was supposed to be saving this semester, not spending.  Please keep this in your prayers... if I don't save this semester I don't know what I'll end up doing next semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7175809484115307876?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7175809484115307876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7175809484115307876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7175809484115307876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7175809484115307876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/02/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5350089853518740590</id><published>2009-01-30T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:38:08.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>...sorry about that.  I feel like all I do anymore is work and sleep and work and sleep.  Oh well.  This weekend I'm at home (being held here against my will -- ok, it's not that dramatic).  Tomorrow I'm going to have to go to school to use the textbook that's on reserve for my class to do my homework.  My goal is to not buy that book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a 20s/30s event at my church today.  It was a lot of fun -- it was held in our adventure center and we did a lot of getting to know you games.  A great way to start the weekend!  It was kind of depressing at first, though, to be honest because it seemed like everyone was coming as couples... and, of course, Phil's in Rochester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is home from the hospital (he had open heart surgery last week) and he's doing very well.  He has had a rough day, I think, but overall considering what he's been through he's recovering very well.  It's hard for him to sleep through the night, and when he doesn't get enough sleep it makes the day difficult.  I think he got 3 hours last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I already said that I'm working and sleeping, working and sleeping.  I enjoy my job... but sometimes I have to remind myself of that fact.  These toddlers are certainly keeping me busy!!  And they're hurting my back too...  My mom got me a gift certificate for a 1 hour massage and I'm wondering if it would be better to use it now or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working 7:30-4:30 every day next week!  So, in other words, you won't be hearing from me for a while :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5350089853518740590?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5350089853518740590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5350089853518740590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5350089853518740590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5350089853518740590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-279921211714975534</id><published>2009-01-11T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:40:49.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it begins...</title><content type='html'>Well, tomorrow is the first day of classes, and I'm not at school.  I've been trying to keep my mind off of it, and it's been working pretty well.  Keeping the radio on, cleaning my room, and writing a mission statement for myself for the semester are three things that I have been up to tonight!  I also made a candle (kinda) and did one and a half loads of laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I got really sick.  There has been something going around the in the infant rooms at my daycare, and of course I've been with the infants for the past two weeks, so I picked it up!  It was miserable, especially since I was supposed to go to Rochester to see Sam and Phil on Friday.  Thankfully it turned out to only be a 24 hour bug and I was able to go yesterday and stay until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a promotion!!  I will be the lead teacher in the Toddler 1 room.  I think I'll get to start sometime this week, but I'm not sure.  This means better pay, better hours, more hours, and a more predictable schedule.  It's certainly a God thing -- especially since the room that I'll be teaching in is where a lot of the kids that I was with a lot last summer are (I was with them in the infant room).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-279921211714975534?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/279921211714975534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=279921211714975534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/279921211714975534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/279921211714975534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-it-begins.html' title='And it begins...'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5591341472268687909</id><published>2008-12-23T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:45:20.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm home safe and sound!  Phillip and I drove through the storm on Friday... it took us 4 hours for what is usually just a 1.5 hour drive, but we got here!  He stayed until yesterday afternoon, and thank goodness there was a break in the weather for him to get back home in less than 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on getting myself moved back into my bedroom -- and making it conducive to living!  It's quite a slow process.  The majority of my Christmas presents are bought and wrapped... there are only a few left!  I'm looking forward to the Christmas Eve service tomorrow night, and then Christmas is on Thursday!!  I can't believe how quickly it has come up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a deal with myself that if I made Dean's List this semester, I'll apply to take 21 credits Fall and Spring of next year so that I can get my extension to teach in Middle School (which would pretty much guarantee me a job in a school when I graduate).  I think it's going to happen!  I don't have all of my grades back yet, but the two classes I was most worried about I got a B- and an A- in, so I'm thinking I have a good chance of getting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas I'm headed to Phillip's house to spend some time with his family, which will be nice since I haven't spent much time with his older siblings.  Then I start work on Monday!  Horray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5591341472268687909?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5591341472268687909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5591341472268687909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5591341472268687909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5591341472268687909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/12/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-212570944814840028</id><published>2008-12-18T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:46:57.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>Everyone's leaving me!  I found out this morning that one of my friends left on Tuesday and I had no idea.  Two of my roommates are also gone now.  It's so sad knowing that I'm not coming back next semester... but I know that I'll be here often to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for home on Friday!  Phil's bringing me home and staying until Monday, so that will be nice!  And we are going to play Killer Bunnies with Adam and Nicole on Saturday, which we are greatly looking forward to!  Phil bought the game, but it's just not the same with only two people and no expansion packs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is in one week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-212570944814840028?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/212570944814840028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=212570944814840028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/212570944814840028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/212570944814840028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/12/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3546295462198891671</id><published>2008-12-01T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:25:45.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging in 11 minutes</title><content type='html'>i have about 11 minutes before i need to run out the door for breakfast before my 9:00 class, so i thought i'd update!  i came back from thanksgiving break saturday afternoon and was able to spend some time with phil before classes started again today.  it was really nice -- and i was planning on sleeping in my apartment, but mrs. goodberry didn't want me by myself here so she insisted that i stay at their house.  how nice she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two projects that i haven't started yet that are due by finals week... i actually don't have many finals, which is nice!  i'll be coming home with phil on the 19th, and he's staying the weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm spending most of these minutes trying to think of something to write about -- and having little luck.  so i think i'm going to use the time more productively and get ready to go!  have a great week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3546295462198891671?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3546295462198891671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3546295462198891671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3546295462198891671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3546295462198891671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-in-11-minutes.html' title='blogging in 11 minutes'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1182361696140179982</id><published>2008-11-15T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:16:50.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book File</title><content type='html'>My book file is due this Friday!! I'm hoping (this is an unrealistic hope, I realize) to have it done by Wednesday when I have class. I don't know if I've mentioned my book file yet, but it's basically a compilation of 15 files about 15 different books: each file includes the book's title, author, illustrator, copyright date, publisher, number of pages, any awards it has won, grade level of the book, what type of book it is, a summary of the book from start to finish, my own commentary of the book, teaching ideas for the book, and a list of related books. Needless to say, it takes a long time to do one of them. Anyways, I'm continuing my book file online, so if anybody is interested, here's the link to my book file blog: http://kidsbookreview.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1182361696140179982?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1182361696140179982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1182361696140179982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1182361696140179982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1182361696140179982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-file.html' title='Book File'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-8915921524843494609</id><published>2008-11-08T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T06:06:38.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have a story that's post-worthy.  So I have this prof. that always tells us in GREAT DEAIL about our assignments... i mean, more that i would ever want to know... and we have to make a children's book for this class.  I'm very proud of my book -- it's about a little boy who goes to the grocery store with his mom... and everything that she buys he says, "i don't like that" and she says "you will."  finally when they get home, his mom sets chicken noodle soup in front of him, and he is overjoyed because he likes chicken noodle soup!  i also wanted to translate it to spanih so it could be a bilingual book.  Phil did the illustrations for me, and at my request he did them by cutting out pieces of construction paper and pasting them together to make each picture (there are 10 total pictures).  well, two nights ago (thursday night) i, for some random reason, decided to look at the due date on that assignment... and realized that it was due the next day by 3:00!!  it was 10:00 at night when i realized this... i had the story written, but not translated, we had some random pieces of cut-outs for the illustrations, but not nearly close to being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO... we went into panic mode, phil and i cutting out paper like it was our job, until 11:00 when open hours were over and he had to leave.  at that point i was ready to give up, but one of my roommates who is fluent in spanish said that she would translate it for me and get it checked by one of our spanish profs the next day, so then i felt that i had to continue.  so i stayed up until 3:00am finishing the illustrations, then at 7 when i got up i tied up some loose ends on the written portion of the book and then went to the library to scan all of the illustrations into the computer (because we didn't make enough of each piece to have one for each page... for example, we used the same body for the boy on every page).  then i had OPE, where i taught a lesson on how to write a DBQ introduction, from 11-2... that left me one hour (when i would normally have been in class) to finish up the book -- which meant printing these pictures on the special paper front and back, very specifically (pictures on the left, words on the right).  i can't even articulate how difficult it was to do this, let me just say that it took us 2.5 hours... so i didn't get it in until 5:00, but my prof was still there so it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crazy thing about this is that my prof, the one i was telling you about in the beginning who always tells us way too much about every assignment, never said a word about our picture books being due!  i don't get that -- it's so out of her character to not remind us.  granted, as college students we should be expected to remember our own assignments, but at roberts our profs spoil us with reminders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the book turned out exactly as it would have if i had another week or two to finish it.  it's a miracle, let me tell you.  we put together this book in less than 24 hours, and it came out exactly as i imagined it!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-8915921524843494609?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/8915921524843494609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=8915921524843494609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8915921524843494609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8915921524843494609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/11/craziness.html' title='Craziness!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5741798760218627707</id><published>2008-11-03T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T05:28:22.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It seems that Monday is the day to write in my blog!  Not much is going on here... this weekend was wonderful, this week is going to be normal, and that's pretty much it!  I still haven't sent in my absentee ballot, I'm going to do that today.  My dad is going to be hunting up here all next week... he said one day he's going to have me and Phil over for biscuts and gravy.  :)  Sam and I are hanging out today for the first time in way too long.  I'm looking forward to that a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, not much is going on... so there's not much to write about - - but I thought I'd update anyways :)  Have a happy week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5741798760218627707?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5741798760218627707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5741798760218627707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5741798760218627707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5741798760218627707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-seems-that-monday-is-day-to-write-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5649819593301334414</id><published>2008-10-27T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:55:10.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Again</title><content type='html'>Well, it's Monday again, and I have decided that I'm not going to get lonely... no matter how alone I am.  I want to make the best use of the time that I have to myself, rather than focusing on the fact that I have time to myself.  Honestly, I don't know what I'm going to do when it comes time to get my own apartment!  (I guess I just have to hope that never happens... hint hint wink wink)  :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what meeting together with old and new friends can do.  Yesterday I went to a bible study that a few of my friends and I are doing together - I hadn't gone for 3 weeks - and it was wonderful!  Actually, to be honest, I was pretty bored during the bible study (which isn't normal), but afterwards a couple of my old friends and I stuck around and talked for a little bit... and I realized how much I miss spending time with them!  So, I'm making a resolution to "not give up meeting together," as it says in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been the week for new resolutions... I feel like I've been in a rut lately in many areas of my life, and I'm finally starting to feel like I'm getting out of it - probably because I'm finally doing something about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5649819593301334414?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5649819593301334414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5649819593301334414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5649819593301334414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5649819593301334414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-again.html' title='Monday Again'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4777076940512073233</id><published>2008-10-20T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:29:31.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>i hate being alone in my apartment.  it's not a good feeling... especially for hours on end.  i don't know why, but this seems to heppen every monday and i hate it!  after my classes are done, i come back to the apartment and, on mondays, there's nobody else around until late at night.  people are in and out, but other than that it's just me.  i get sooo much homework done, but it's just very depressing for me when i'm sitting in an empty apartment.  i think that it's because the only place i ever go is to the dining hall or classes, and then i'm back here at the apartment.  i don't get much interaction with people unless it happens in one of those three places.  so when there's nobody around it really gets to me.  i really need to start being proactive about this and get myself out there into the campus again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4777076940512073233?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4777076940512073233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4777076940512073233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4777076940512073233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4777076940512073233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/10/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6341548326607273266</id><published>2008-10-07T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:29:53.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated in so long.  I'd say that it's been busy, but I hate that excuse... especially since the business is what this blog is here to write about!  Though it has been busy with classes and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things here are good.  Classes are going well.  I've come to the realization that there is a very slim chance that I will be able to stay on the Dean's List for the rest of my time here at Roberts, because of my Spanish classes.  But it's okay... that's how I learn... and learning is what college is all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two or so weeks ago some of my roommates went apple picking, did I tell you this yet?  Well, they bought two HUGE -- and I mean huge -- bags of JUMBO-SIZED apples!!  So, of course, we had to figure out how we could use them... we made the following:&lt;br /&gt;- Homemade Apple Pie (with homemade crust... mmmm!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- Apple Crisp&lt;br /&gt;- Two jars of Apple Butter (if you haven't ever tried it, you need to!)&lt;br /&gt;- Apple Sauce&lt;br /&gt;- Homemade Pumpkin Pie (they bought a pumpkin too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, of course, we have been eating apples galore for the past two weeks... but they're all gone now.  Yesterday Sarah was in the kitchen and she said, "I feel like eating an apple... but they're all gone!"  I never thought we would be saying that.  I just hope that they don't miss it so much that they go out and do it all over again!  But I guess what their plan is for October is to get pumpkins and make everything they can with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is October Break... I have Monday and Tuesday off from school.  I'll be going to Ohio with Andrea to visit her grandmother.  I'm looking forward to the weekend away, and to getting some down time with Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've bored you enough with my life.  Until next time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6341548326607273266?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6341548326607273266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6341548326607273266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6341548326607273266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6341548326607273266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/10/apples.html' title='Apples'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3082857606250305193</id><published>2008-09-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:06:03.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!</title><content type='html'>I just had to share this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday I had planned a "Suite Reunion" for the girls that I lived with last year. We had said that we were going to make sure that we got together, since we weren't all living together this year and we really enjoyed living together last year. So I planned a get-together where we watched "The Little Mermaid" and made Monkey Bread. Well, it was Sunday so I was dressed up from church, but I didn't get a chance to change until about half way through the reunion... and completely by coincidence as I was about to walk into my room to get changed, Stacey and Sarah were walking out with sly looks on their faces. I jokingly asked, "What was going on in there??" and proceeded to go into my room, but they wouldn't let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not even a minute later there was a knock on the door, and as a bunch of my other friends walked in with a cake, Sarah and Stacey started grabbing balloons from the room and throwing them out into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise birthday party for me!! I can't say thank you enough... you guys are awesome!! It was the best birthday ever (even though it's not even my birthday yet) :) :) Thanks, guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3082857606250305193?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3082857606250305193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3082857606250305193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3082857606250305193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3082857606250305193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7858690190460048240</id><published>2008-09-20T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:38:29.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorm Life as a Junior</title><content type='html'>I thought I would put up some pictures of what dorm life has been like so far here at Roberts.  :)  Junior year baby!!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-58.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2954361355565734744&amp;amp;site=widget-58.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355565734744&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p1/2954361355565734744/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355565734744&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p2/2954361355565734744/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2954361355565734744&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p4/2954361355565734744/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7858690190460048240?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7858690190460048240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7858690190460048240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7858690190460048240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7858690190460048240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/09/dorm-life-as-junior.html' title='Dorm Life as a Junior'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7451334580236660457</id><published>2008-09-15T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:28:25.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why not thank God it's Monday, too? That's what I want to know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week my roommates and I are hosting a Japaneese student from our sister school in Osaka. Her name is Chihiro (Chee-hero). She's very nice, but doesn't understand much e&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SM8Lg_cm-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VnWmmy30nyk/s1600-h/Photo_091508_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246424752325064898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SM8Lg_cm-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VnWmmy30nyk/s320/Photo_091508_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nglish. It's been a lot of fun having her here, though. She arrived yesterday and is staying until Saturday! We sectioned off a place in our living room with a couch so that she could have at least a little privacy. I think that it's working out very well for her, because it gives her her own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the students hosted an event in BTs so that we could see some Japaneese culture. It was fun, I tried some Japaneese junk food and got my name written in Japaneese (and I think she said that there's Chineese on there somewhere too??). It's been a lot of fun! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7451334580236660457?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7451334580236660457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7451334580236660457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7451334580236660457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7451334580236660457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgim.html' title='TGIM'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SM8Lg_cm-MI/AAAAAAAAAD4/VnWmmy30nyk/s72-c/Photo_091508_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1764096480330854591</id><published>2008-09-12T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:27:09.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This has been a good week... it's actually gone by pretty fast.  Spanish is getting better -- I can already tell a difference from where I was at the beginning of the year to where I am right now.  I'm certainly not at the level I need to be for this Advanced Grammar class, though!  Our first test was on Wednesday... no idea how it went, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My allergies have been attacking!!  Which is weird, because I never had problems with this until about 4 years ago, and last year I never experienced any symptoms.  Very strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The girls and I watched a great chick-flick last night!  I think it was called &lt;em&gt;Sweet Home Alabama&lt;/em&gt;.  If you haven't watched it, you should!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am so glad it's Friday.  This weekend I have high hopes for getting a lot of homework done, and on Saturday I'm going over to Phil's house for his parents' famous homemade pizza and probably video games with his brothers and sister :)  (And of course I can't forget about the time I'll get to spend with Phil!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Also this Saturday a student from our sister school in Osaka, Japan is coming!  We're hosting her for the week, and looking forward to it a lot!  I think we want to take her out shopping and to coffee and stuff, but I don't know how much time we'll actually get with her because of her schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Next weekend Phil's brother, Evan, is coming.  I haven't met him yet, so I'll probably be making another trip to his house :) :)  I love his family!!  And then the weekend after that Abbey is coming!!!!  :-D  That will be a TON of fun!  She comes on the 26th and will stay until the 28th.  Schedule of events:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friday: 9pm movie on the big screen, possibly javas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday: 8pm LIVE variety show, coffeehouse in BTs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sunday: church at Northgate, youth group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Looking forward to the weekend, that's for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Prayer Requests: Phil could use al lthe prayer support he can get right now as he tries to discern God's will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1764096480330854591?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1764096480330854591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1764096480330854591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1764096480330854591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1764096480330854591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3872008991965370028</id><published>2008-09-04T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:55:43.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy September!</title><content type='html'>This is the fourth day of taking classes as a Junior in college.  Let me tell you -- it's just about exactly what I thought it would be like.  I love my classes... for the most part.  And I LOVE LOVE LOVE living in this appartment with my girlfriends.  It's already been a great experience, and I'm looking forward to the rest of the semester with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester has already presented some struggles and stresses, but nothing God can't handle!  I was listening to a song by David Crowder Band and I noticed that a few times in the song he says (very quickly), "Letting go gives us better grip."  How true that is!  Letting go of the worries and the stressers of my life and giving them over to God has given me such a sense of peace, and I feel like it's all under control (because it is!!).  I love how God works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to be praying about:  I'm in WAYYY over my head in one of my Spanish courses, but I really don't have any choice but to take it and push through it.  I have a tutor, but it's really been a struggle for me already.  Also, that I will keep up with my homework and studies in my other classes as well as Spanish, because Spanish has been taking up quite a bit of my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3872008991965370028?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3872008991965370028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3872008991965370028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3872008991965370028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3872008991965370028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-september.html' title='Happy September!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1971979357096325570</id><published>2008-08-31T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T12:40:38.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting News!!</title><content type='html'>1) I'm all moved in and ready for classes to begin (well, almost... I still need to get my books)&lt;br /&gt;2) Phil and I are going to help lead youth group at our church!!  I'm very excited about this... we'll be working with Jr. Highers (6th-8th grade).  It's a little nerve-wracking for me, since all my experience is with children, but I'm looking forward to the &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; experience.&lt;br /&gt;3) CLASSES START TOMORROW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;4) I absolutely LOVE my apartment and all the girls I'm living with!!!!  We went to Walmart today to get things to decorate the apartment, and I'm getting very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now!  There's a lot to do the day before classes :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1971979357096325570?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1971979357096325570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1971979357096325570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1971979357096325570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1971979357096325570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting News!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-979755615021404666</id><published>2008-08-26T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:10:00.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from camp</title><content type='html'>I am very excited to be writing to you from my new phone! I am at camp right now, and I was just browsing the internet and thought "I wonder if I could post from my phone?" Well, I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all moved in to my apartment on campus now! I'm quite excited about it! This semester is going to be a lot of fun, and I just know that I'm going to learn a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got to go out on the jetski for the first time all summer.  Let me tell you - it's been too long! We also went blueberry picking yesterday. That was a lot of fun. I think most of my berries didn't make it to my bucket, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading Wild Goose Chase this morning, and I love it!! I highly recommend this book to anyone qho wants to grow in their relationship with God and follow where God is leading them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off.  Enjoy the rest of the summer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-979755615021404666?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/979755615021404666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=979755615021404666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/979755615021404666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/979755615021404666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-camp.html' title='from camp'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7077805895229785128</id><published>2008-08-23T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:20:27.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I can't express in words how wonderful this summer has been.  After the first month of looking for a job was over, I have really been able to embrace everything that I have committed to this summer, and as a result I've enjoyed it a LOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I know this might sound corny to some people, but it's amazing what a difference it makes in your life to have God working in you.  It seems that every time I hand something over to God, He takes care of it, and He watches over me in ways that I never even though of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Take, for example, working at Childtime this summer.  Once I finally gave it up to God and allowed Him to do whatever it was that He was going to do, all I was expecting was to get a minimum wage job that I could keep for the summer and be somewhat okay with.  But no, God provided for me a job that will, I believe, eventually turn into a carreer.  A job that I have loved so much and cried about leaving on my last day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was praying yesterday, and just thanking God for all that He has been doing in my life.  I don't know how much I've shared on this blog, but let me just say that this summer I have come to many realizations about where my life is headed, and I like where I'm going.  Anyways, I was asking God, "Why have You chosen to bless me so abundantly??"  I have friends from broken families, I know of people living in the streets, there are people who don't know the love of Christ, and yet I have been blessed beyond my wildest dreams!  Why?  And then, just as God always answers prayer, He led me to this passage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  &lt;em&gt;Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.  You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;~Jeremiah 29:11-13~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My God is an awesome God!  He is the Lord of Lords, and the King of Kings!  He is in complete control, whether we know it or not, yet He gives us the free will to decide whether we want to give ourselves over to Him.  And when we allow Him to, He will take care of us even more than we could ever dare to ask or hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7077805895229785128?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7077805895229785128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7077805895229785128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7077805895229785128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7077805895229785128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-reflections.html' title='Summer Reflections'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3434587700521719409</id><published>2008-08-20T04:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T04:51:45.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I won it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I won the book for the contest!! And I can't wait to read it... I'm going to read it over my summer vacation (which is next week). :-D I can't wait to start it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's another book that I need to finish next week, too.  "The 5 Love Languages of Children."  I've started that one, and I want to finish it before I go back to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get ready to go to work.  I'll write more later.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3434587700521719409?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3434587700521719409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3434587700521719409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3434587700521719409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3434587700521719409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-won-it.html' title='I won it!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1385130450877651978</id><published>2008-08-13T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T05:43:40.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Goose Chase!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pastor Chris has a contest on his blog at &lt;a href="http://coffeewithchris.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://coffeewithchris.com/&lt;/a&gt; entitled "Wild Goose Chase." Whoever has the best story of a wild goose chase that they have experienced will win &lt;a href="http://evotional.com/"&gt;Mark Batterson&lt;/a&gt;’s newest book (releases on 8/19/08) &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2FWild-Goose-Chase-Adventure-Pursuing%2Fdp%2F1590527194&amp;amp;tag=pastchri-20&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;Wild Goose Chase&lt;/a&gt;!! There is only one other story posted, and though I think it deserves the win, I'll try it out and post my story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has taken a lot of thinking to come to a decision about what I'm chasing, and here's why: All of the "wild goose chases" that I've been on have been either spiritual or emotional. I have a lot of dreams that I ache to start chasing, but I don't know that I've started yet. And I'm always chasing after a more full and deep relationship with God, but that would be so difficult to write about in only one blog. This summer I've also had a "wild goose chase" sort of experience with a relationship with someone in my life, but that is much too personal to write about in a blog post, mostly because of the reason why it's been a Wild Goose Chase! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, here I sit, still trying to decide what to write about. I've thought about writing about writing about a wild goose chase, but I'm not a good enough writer to make it good enough to win a prize. Here is what I have come up with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233980315447683138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="142" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SKLVXbelaEI/AAAAAAAAADg/0GIXUBpgteo/s320/Goose+Chase.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My Life as a Wild Goose Chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There are some people in this world who know what they want, know how to get it, and go for it. There are other people in this world who don't have any idea what they want, which enables them to have everything they want! And then there are some other people in this world who know exactly what they want, and they may even know how to get it, but they just can't bring themselves to go for it. I am sad to say that this is the category that I fall in to in much of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I have a plethora of dreams. The problem is that I can't reach them... &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;. Here are some of them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Open and run an orphanage in Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Get married and (eventually) adopt kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Get my masters in Elementary Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Work as a Children's Pastor part-time while working as an Assistant Director at a ChildTime full-time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Be ordained as a Pastor in the Free Methodist Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Write curriculum for Children's Ministry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Write at least one novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Write at least one devotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Go to Seminary for Counseling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Become fluent in Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sponsor as many children as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Give a Bible to everyone that I know doesn't have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There are many things on this list that I could be working on right now. For instance, I could be preparing some of the children's ministry curriculum that I have already written for publishing. Or I could be starting one of the stories that has been developing in my head for the past few years. Or I could be practicing Spanish even now, as I'm sitting at home over the summer. And the list doesn't stop there, because there are other things on the list that I left off - things like develop a better relationship with the members in my family, or be a better friend to the people I know from school, or let God's love and joy flow through me every single day wherever I am. These are goals that I have set for myself every single day, and sometimes it feels like a wild goose chase trying to accomplish them, simply because I don't want to take the necessary steps to make them happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The fact of the matter is that life for all of us is going to be a wild goose chase if we don't decide what it is that we want &lt;strong&gt;and then take action&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;go for it&lt;/em&gt;!! Over and over again in the Bible Jesus talks about taking action. Nothing will happen unless we do something about what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"You miss the forest for the trees! Here I am, standing right before you, and you aren't willing to recieve from me the life you say you want!" ~ John 5:39-40 (The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We need to, &lt;em&gt;I need to&lt;/em&gt;, start recognizing the moments when I have the opportunity to chase down a dream. My dreams are far from wild geese, especially with God on my side. I just have to see them as standing right before me &lt;em&gt;waiting &lt;/em&gt;for me to catch them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1385130450877651978?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1385130450877651978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1385130450877651978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1385130450877651978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1385130450877651978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/wild-goose-chase.html' title='Wild Goose Chase!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SKLVXbelaEI/AAAAAAAAADg/0GIXUBpgteo/s72-c/Goose+Chase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3979068909125596599</id><published>2008-08-12T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:45:19.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SKIR3xao8uI/AAAAAAAAADY/HpPgeiTTo90/s1600-h/First+Steps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233765366813487842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SKIR3xao8uI/AAAAAAAAADY/HpPgeiTTo90/s320/First+Steps.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I know that I shouldn't have favorites, but I do. My favorite baby at Childtime took his first steps today!! And I was the one in the room with him when he did it!! It was so exciting, let me tell you -- there's nothing like seeing a baby take his first steps.  And it was the first time I've seen it happen, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I set him down so he was standing in the middle of the room with nothing to hang on to, actually hoping that he would try to walk, but not expecting it.  And then as I was picking up another baby I watched him take four good steps toward a shelf of toys...... and then fall flat on his face. It was so exciting!! Really, everyone should be able to experience a baby's first steps.  There is absolutely nothing like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3979068909125596599?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3979068909125596599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3979068909125596599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3979068909125596599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3979068909125596599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/babys-first-steps.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Steps'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SKIR3xao8uI/AAAAAAAAADY/HpPgeiTTo90/s72-c/First+Steps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4311484291368759594</id><published>2008-08-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:49:34.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Adventure!!</title><content type='html'>This summer, God has blessed me so abundantly.  He has given me a wonderful job that I enjoy and am good at.  He has provided for me to see Phil and Sam often.  He has provided for security in planning for next semester and on.  This job that I have is one that I plan to keep even after I graduate from college -- (well, I at least plan to stay with the company.  I will probably move to Rochester and try to find a job as an assistant director of a ChildTime there).  I do count myself very blessed, and in so many areas of my life.  So I don't want the rest of this post to sound ungrateful, because I am so thankful for the way that God has provided for me, not only this summer, but my whole life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel restless.  I feel like I will never be free.  I will always go on doing what is expected of me and doing what is practical.  I feel that I won't ever get a chance to have an adventure and just go out into the world with no plan and no security.  I'm sure that practically that's a good thing, but it's something that I crave.  I want to feel like I'm &lt;strong&gt;living&lt;/strong&gt;!!  I want to feel like I'm useful to the world.  I want to go out and make a difference -- not just for a day or a week or a month, but for a lifetime!  I want... I don't know what I want.  All I know is that right now as I think about my life, I don't have any experiences when I just went out and did what I felt called to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, for about 7 or 8 months now I've been feeling guilty for going to college.  Spending money that I don't have and all of the money that I do have, and what for?  &lt;em&gt;For my education&lt;/em&gt;.  Now, I value education as much as the next person, but to think about how $30,000 a year could change a community!  It makes me ache to think about the food that I'm taking out of the mouths of children in other countries where they are starving... so that I can learn how to be a better teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a semester off of school.  I will be going to school for Fall of '08 and Spring of '09 I'm taking off so that I can work and make some money.  I've been thinking lately - yes, God has provided me with a secure and wonderful job here in Liverpool.  He has been so good to me and everything has worked out so smoothly... but what if there's something more that I need to do?  This is the time to do it!!  Spring semester of '09 -- I'm going to have 8 months of no commitments (except work) in which time all I have to do is make sure that I make money.  What if this is the last time I'll be able to have an adventure?  I'm passing it up for the more practical plan - stay in Liverpool and keep the job I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will come of this.  It's just how I feel.  And writing helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my prayer today is a song by BarlowGirl: "Surrender"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands hold safely to my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Clutching tightly not one has fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So many years I've shaped each one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Reflecting my heart showing who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're asking me to show&lt;br /&gt;What I'm holding oh so tightly&lt;br /&gt;Can't open my hands can't let go&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter? Should I show you? Can't you let me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrender, surrender you whisper gently&lt;br /&gt;You say I will be freeI know but can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My dreams are me. My dreams are me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you have a plan for me&lt;br /&gt;And that you want the best for my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Told me the world had yet to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What you can do with one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;That's committed to Your calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of course what I should do&lt;br /&gt;That I can't hold these dreams forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If I give them now to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Will You take them away forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or can I dream again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4311484291368759594?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4311484291368759594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4311484291368759594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4311484291368759594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4311484291368759594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/seeking-adventure.html' title='Seeking Adventure!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-893899752180903971</id><published>2008-08-04T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:59:16.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a first time for everything</title><content type='html'>today i called in sick to work for the first time.  i hated doing it, especially since my director had told us that we can't take any time off in august because too many people were leaving.  i hope she doesn't think that i was just trying to take a long weekend... but anyways i've been running a fever in the 100's all weekend.  it was actually pretty cool, though, because when it came time for kc camp yesterday i felt fine.  my throat hurt a little bit, but i didn't feel feverish and i was able to have the energy and awareness that you need when working with kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i feel better before tomorrow, because i don't think my concious can handle calling in sick again.  plus, i forgot to clock out on friday night (oops!)  haha  i really must not have been feeling well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-893899752180903971?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/893899752180903971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=893899752180903971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/893899752180903971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/893899752180903971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='there&apos;s a first time for everything'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7260993721060395235</id><published>2008-07-24T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:50:18.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**WARNING: this one's gushy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the day that Phillip and I have been dating for &lt;em&gt;five months&lt;/em&gt;. It's crazy to think about it, especially since it's been so much longer than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling a friend the story of how we met and started dating, and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to find that I was very glad to tell her that we were friends for a good year and a half before we started dating. So, five months doesn't really mean much to me, to be honest. Because there are more important dates in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 1 year and 10 months since we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 1 year and 6 months since we became really close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about 7 months since we started to consider dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4:30pm today it will be exactly 5 months since we started officially dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so happy that we don't only have a dating relationship, but we have a strong friendship. That is what has kept us together, and what I believe is going to keep us together for a long time, if not forever. I can't express how happy I am to be celebrating 5 official months with my best friend! I love you, Phil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGtkhGD8I/AAAAAAAAACw/q-BBtuIMmis/s1600-h/Cousins!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226575485018181570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGtkhGD8I/AAAAAAAAACw/q-BBtuIMmis/s320/Cousins!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Phil Freshman Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGtmLPPpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8kMNevCV8l8/s1600-h/Me+%26+Phil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226575485463379602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGtmLPPpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8kMNevCV8l8/s320/Me+%26+Phil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us Freshman year again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGt2S9gDI/AAAAAAAAADA/5Dxz-Lb8HWA/s1600-h/n171500356_30239662_6038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226575489790738482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGt2S9gDI/AAAAAAAAADA/5Dxz-Lb8HWA/s320/n171500356_30239662_6038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Freshman year, we're going to Spring Formal! Phil went with Ashley, I went without a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGt4e8olI/AAAAAAAAADI/_0tm-f7uau8/s1600-h/Four+of+us!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226575490377884242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGt4e8olI/AAAAAAAAADI/_0tm-f7uau8/s320/Four+of+us!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year, long before we started dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGuD-t4DI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uvzZSGT77qw/s1600-h/Phone+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226575493463924786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGuD-t4DI/AAAAAAAAADQ/uvzZSGT77qw/s320/Phone+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophomore year, not long after we started dating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7260993721060395235?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7260993721060395235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7260993721060395235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7260993721060395235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7260993721060395235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/07/five-months.html' title='Five Months'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SIiGtkhGD8I/AAAAAAAAACw/q-BBtuIMmis/s72-c/Cousins!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1062059383456640554</id><published>2008-07-14T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T11:15:31.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only thing better than a good friend is one with chocolate</title><content type='html'>That's what it says on a paperweight that Sam gave to me like two years ago.  I still have it sitting on my desk.  I just love my friends!!  Sam came again this weekend for a visit.  I can't express how blessed I am to have a friend like her in my life.  She has been there for me so many times, and I just love being with her in general!  I love my best friend!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuXs8e9-HI/AAAAAAAAACU/g4rSi7YVqVs/s1600-h/Fish+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuXs8e9-HI/AAAAAAAAACU/g4rSi7YVqVs/s400/Fish+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222934991272278130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1062059383456640554?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1062059383456640554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1062059383456640554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1062059383456640554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1062059383456640554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/07/only-thing-better-than-good-friend-is.html' title='The only thing better than a good friend is one with chocolate'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuXs8e9-HI/AAAAAAAAACU/g4rSi7YVqVs/s72-c/Fish+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4973841957577702477</id><published>2008-07-07T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:17:16.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michigan</title><content type='html'>My family has left for Michigan!  And here I am, at home, getting ready to go to work... oh, well.  I knew this wouldn't be a summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I am looking forward to having the house to myself.  I am not scared about it at all.  I will enjoy the time I get to spend alone and I think I'll get a lot done too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Phil left this morning after a simply perfect weekend.  I honestly was nervous about how it would go, since they have never come up together before.  But we really had a good time, and I got to spend some alone time with both Sam and Phil individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC Camp started yesterday, and it couldn't have gone better!  We had 20 kids, which really helped it go well.  And I got another volunteer!!  Yay!!  I just need to buy more prizes now, if there are going to be that many kids on a Sunday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I need to finish getting ready and head in to work.  Bye bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4973841957577702477?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4973841957577702477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4973841957577702477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4973841957577702477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4973841957577702477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/07/michigan.html' title='Michigan'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3481394379879614360</id><published>2008-07-03T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T14:30:13.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Story!</title><content type='html'>So this morning I woke up to a rusting in my wall.  My first instinct was to look around to see who was messing around in my room, but then I realized that it was coming from the wall!  So I figured it was a moutoo tired to be freaked out by that idea (as long as it wasn't a robber or some other scary person, I was going back to sleep).  But then it kept making noises, so it made me look around again... and I saw the shaddow of a bird at my window!  There is a bird making a nest in my window!!  It's in the window with my air conditioner, so I can't see it, but I can see its shaddow.  I'm so excited!!  I'll get to come home from work one day and see this bird's eggs hatch!  :-D  I know this probably isn't something to be excited about, since it is in my window, but I just don't care.  It made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share :)  Happy 4th of July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3481394379879614360?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3481394379879614360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3481394379879614360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3481394379879614360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3481394379879614360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-story.html' title='I Have a Story!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6303471214458924569</id><published>2008-07-02T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T08:27:51.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First July Post!</title><content type='html'>Hurray for July!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much has been going on here... I got my first paycheck that was exciting.  And Cuevas will be here tonight sometime!  I don't know if I'll get to see them today or not, I'll bet they'll be tired.  I can't wait to see them all again, though!  I have the day off today and then I work a full day tomorrow... and then Sam and Phillip come to visit for the long weekend!!  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have anything to write about right now, I just felt like I should update.  Hmm... Well, I went for a run with Samson this morning and guess what he did... he pooped in the middle of the road!  Rachel asked me what road he pooped on and when I told her she said, "Me too!!  Well, I mean, I didn't poop on that road, but Samson did once when he was with me."  Just thought that was a funny quote to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm getting ready for KC Camp to begin.  It starts on Sunday!!  I can't wait... actually, I can.  I'm not quite ready yet...  Rachel and I are planning on going over to the church to start setting up for Sunday.  I'm thankful that she's going to come with me to help, because she's a lot more creatively inclined than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time... Elizabeth ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6303471214458924569?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6303471214458924569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6303471214458924569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6303471214458924569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6303471214458924569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-very-first-july-post.html' title='My Very First July Post!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5404282579965434394</id><published>2008-06-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:36:59.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #50!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe that it's already Post #50... and yet, at the same time, I can't believe it's only been 50 posts... weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see... a lot has been going on.  I preached on Sunday about Esther.  If you want to hear the sermon you can go to http://liverpoolchurch.com/media/messages/old-school/ and click on the part 5 message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KC Camp starts the first week in July -- AKA next week!!!!  I'm not ready... though I am VERY excited!!  And I'm teaching Kid's Church this week.  Sam's going to be here for the next three weekends (though this weekend she'll only be here on Sunday), and Phil is coming with her next weekend (to see the Cuevas!!!!!!!!!  AAHH I can't wait!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working a good 35-40 hours a week... and I still love it!!  There was one day this week that was just awful, but I think that was mainly because I was sick... Oh, yeah... I've been sick since last Thursday -- just a really bad cold that I can't seem to get rid of.  I'm hoping to get a TON of sleep this weekend so that I can nip it in the bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5404282579965434394?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5404282579965434394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5404282579965434394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5404282579965434394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5404282579965434394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/06/post-50.html' title='Post #50!!!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6593849589906413139</id><published>2008-06-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T04:46:44.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>i need to update, i know... but i can't right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought i'd post something quick to let you know i'm still alive :)  hopefully i'll have enough sanity after work one of these days to write something :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6593849589906413139?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6593849589906413139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6593849589906413139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6593849589906413139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6593849589906413139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-know.html' title='I know'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-9150557474327987721</id><published>2008-06-17T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T17:25:30.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week and This Week :)</title><content type='html'>Wow, It's been quite a while, hasn't it?  Sorry about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is week two at my new job, and I just love it!!  I couldn't be happier -- I get to play with kids all day long!  It can get stressful at times, expecially since some of these kids are quite a handful, but I still love it!  My worst day yet hasn't been nearly as bad as a good day at Friendly's last summer, if that helps put it in perspective.  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm exhausted every day after work, I haven't been getting much else done.  I had a meeting with Karen last week and it wasn't until I showed up that I realized I hadn't done anything for KC Camp since our last meeting.  Oh, well.  I'm glad she's so understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I'm preaching on Sunday, and I have another meeting with Karen on Saturday, so I have a lot to do after work every day this week (which is probably why I'm updating... because there are things to do!)  I'm such a procrastinator -- it really is awful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam came last weekend and it was simply wonderful!  We both needed some time together, so it was really nice.  And Phil is coming for a visit this weekend!!  Oh, I just can't wait!!  (Cuevas: Phil and Sam will both be here the weekend that you are here, so you'll get to see Sam and finally meet Phil!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is going to Michigan in July, and they will also be going to Getaway Camp without me (because I have to stay here and make money).  I'm a little nervous about how I will be in the house alone, so we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from this weekend with my Samantha Allison!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167480003243&amp;amp;site=widget-ab.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167480003243&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p1/2810246167480003243/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167480003243&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p2/2810246167480003243/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167480003243&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p4/2810246167480003243/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-9150557474327987721?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/9150557474327987721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=9150557474327987721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9150557474327987721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9150557474327987721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-week-and-this-week.html' title='Last Week and This Week :)'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6921293997451194194</id><published>2008-06-08T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:53:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a job!!</title><content type='html'>I am so very blessed!! I was hired on Thursday at the Childtime Learning Center. Praise Jesus!! I will be more of a substitute teacher for them, but the director said that I can expect to get about 30 hours a week, and sometimes it might even be 40! I plan to get another job (maybe Family Video or babysitting??) for the evenings. I'm very excited. I had to get a TB test (AAHH) and fingerprinted before I could start, so after my second appointment at the doctor's tomorrow I can fill out the paperwork and start training!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am so blessed. Thank you all so very very much for all your prayers. On Thursday I got a call from a woman who was looking for a summer babysitter 2 times a week for the whole day. I had put out some fliers around my neighborhood advertising myself as a nanny, and my next door neighbor gave this woman my name. There is another family that goes to my church that (i heard through the grapevine) is thinking about giving me a call. I won't be able to help the first woman out at all, because of my job at Childtime. I'm going to give her Rachel's name, though. I'm hoping that something works out with the second family, though. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I helped Julie Rumo and Stephanie Simon as they took pictures of the CNS Lacrosse teams. I collected money at a tent while they took pictures. It was soooo hot, but very worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first weekend since summer began that I don't get to spend with Phil, and honestly, it's been kinda hard for me. I am looking forward to seeing how God uses this summer to bring the two of us closer to Him, and to help us each grow individually so that we can grow together. It's the times like this weekend that are really difficult for me, though. Oh, well. Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been meditating on 1 Corinthians 13 for a while now. When I began, it was because I wanted to get better at showing Phil how much I love him, but as I thought about the passage and prayed about it, I realized more and more how much God was telling me to love my family more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, it's a lot more difficult for me to apply this to my family than it is for me to apply it to my relationship with Phil or Sam. I guess it's just because you get to pick your friends; you're stuck with your family. I'm not saying that my family is hard to love, but it just doesn't come as naturally to me. How crazy is that?!?! Shouldn't your family be the people that you love the most? Shouldn't they be the people that you want to be the friendliest to, and spend the most time with? Well, I'm sure I'm not the only one who doesn't feel that way. Anyways, that's something that I have been really trying to do more of lately, and honestly I've been really struggling with it. But the Bible teaches that if you don't struggle with something like this, you won't develop perseverance or strength. If you don't struggle to be the person that God is calling you to be, what's the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6921293997451194194?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6921293997451194194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6921293997451194194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6921293997451194194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6921293997451194194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-got-job.html' title='I got a job!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-9089226544136063620</id><published>2008-06-03T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T06:43:39.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I had hoped that by today I would be writing a post about my new job, but let me update you in case you are wondering what's been going in with the job search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I went in to the Childtime Learning Center to see if any progress had been made on my application, and they interviewed me on the spot!  It was a loooong interview, with some difficult questions, but overall I felt like it went very very well.  After the interview, Lisa (the director) gave me a tour of the building and told me that she would call me on Monday to let me know if the director in B'ville wants to hire me (the position I am applying for is only open in B'ville).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's Tuesday and I still don't know what's going to happen with this job.  I called yesterday afternoon to ask about it and Lisa, who sounded very busy, said she hadn't heard yet and that she would check... soon.  There was a baby crying and she really didn't sound like she had any time yesterday to worry about passing on news from another building to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm hoping and praying for the call to come today, and for the person on the other line to have good news for me!  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading, and thanks for your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-9089226544136063620?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/9089226544136063620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=9089226544136063620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9089226544136063620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9089226544136063620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6336052647378871782</id><published>2008-05-29T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:14:35.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Job Search</title><content type='html'>Well, I still don't have a job.  The other day I had my second interview with Sears, which I thought was a good thing.  I came to find out, though, that they don't hire seasonally except for Christmas break.  I have a job for Christmas break, though!  The manager wants to put me in the jewlery department, where she said I'd be making "good money" (her words).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied at I don't even know how many places.  One of them is the Childtime Learning Center.  Apparently I have enough credits in early childhood to qualify to be a Pre-K and K Lead Teacher!  How cool is that?!  I haven't heard back from them yet, and I'm getting a little antsy to know whether they are going to hire me... or even interview me for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so discouraging to not get interviews, especially when I've applied just about everywhere that I know is hiring.  I was praying before my second interview at Sears that if that didn't work out, that God would have another plan for me that was even better.  I'm hoping that this plan is the Childtime Learning Center, but even if it isn't all I want is to have a job by Monday.  I highly doubt that will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered why I began this post in the first place!  It wasn't going to be about my job search, but oh well.  Tomorrow I am going to become a Conference Ministerial Candidate!  That basically means that I'm taking the next step toward being ordained in the Free Methodist Church.  I'm so excited.  My whole immediate family will be there, and Sam and Phil are coming too!  Then I'm going to stay in Rochester (the ceremony is in Brockport) for the weekend, and drive myself home on Sunday night!  What a wonderful weekend it will be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me in your prayers as I continue to look for a summer job.  It's getting less and less likely that I will find one, because the longer it takes me, the less jobs there are.  I need one more this summer than I have ever needed a job before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers, and thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6336052647378871782?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6336052647378871782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6336052647378871782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6336052647378871782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6336052647378871782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/05/job-search.html' title='The Job Search'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1520002110879602609</id><published>2008-05-27T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:56:05.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals for the Summer</title><content type='html'>Each summer I write a list of goals that I want to accomplish.  I've wanted to start this list for a long time, but I just never got around to it for some reason.  Well, last night I wrote out my goals!  Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Always be meditating on a passage of Scripture&lt;br /&gt;- Work out my finances for the next year, and take control of them for myself!&lt;br /&gt;- Get a job, and enjoy it!  (Whatever it may be)&lt;br /&gt;- Don't spend one second wishing I could be somewhere else or doing something else (embrace every moment)&lt;br /&gt;- Re-write my mission statement&lt;br /&gt;- Pray for the children who come to KC Camp&lt;br /&gt;- Read "The Five Love Languages of Children"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some others that I figured were too personal to write on my blog, but there you go!  I'm looking forward to this summer - there is a lot of stress right now because I don't have a job yet, but I have faith that it will all work out.  Until then, I'm doing everything I can to get myself out there and hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1520002110879602609?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1520002110879602609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1520002110879602609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1520002110879602609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1520002110879602609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/05/goals-for-summer.html' title='Goals for the Summer'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4195357313549710136</id><published>2008-05-19T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:32:03.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've learned so much!</title><content type='html'>I started making a list of things that I learned this year in college, and here's what I came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Observation is a great way to learn&lt;br /&gt;- It's not the paperwork that matters; it's what you've learned and can put into practice&lt;br /&gt;- Family always comes first&lt;br /&gt;- The Old Testament is not just the prelude to the New Testament; it's a part of our story!&lt;br /&gt;- If you know who you are, you can change who you are&lt;br /&gt;- The most important thing to remember about tests is that they must be reliable and valid to the instruction and curriculum&lt;br /&gt;- Love is a powerful thing, only because of the actions that are produced by it&lt;br /&gt;- Ambition is nothing without action&lt;br /&gt;- I've learned more tenses than I can count in Spanish!!&lt;br /&gt;- The way people look at life determines the way they live their life&lt;br /&gt;- I am very good at writing lesson plans&lt;br /&gt;- My friends are irreplaceable&lt;br /&gt;- Always listen first (no matter what!)&lt;br /&gt;- God created you to be the way you are for a reason&lt;br /&gt;- We are all different from each other in our own way, and what works for one person may not work for another person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... probably the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; thing that I've learned this semester is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Treasure the moments that you have, and don't EVER wish that you could be somewhere else or doing something else, because you may never get this moment back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4195357313549710136?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4195357313549710136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4195357313549710136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4195357313549710136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4195357313549710136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/05/ive-learned-so-much_19.html' title='I&apos;ve learned so much!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6570061437237650406</id><published>2008-05-12T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:29:59.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it finally hit me...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday it hit me that I'm leaving.  I had a day full of "lasts" yesterday: Last time at North Gate for 4 months, last SA meeting ever, last Sunday before summer break, and potentially the last time at Phil's house for a while.  I don't like lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is finals week... I think it'll go by pretty fast.  And then it's back home for me!  Spanish final today, a communion service for Pentateuch on Tuesday, Assessment final and Worldview communion service (same teacher as Pentateuch) on Wednesday, and I have to log into a chat room for Philosophical and Ethical issues on Thursday.  Not bad at all, I'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was also my last Social Life event to ever put on.  Spring Formal was on Friday night, and it went VERY well!  The SA advisor told me that there were seniors who came up to her and told her that it was the best formal they had ever been to.  I was very pleased.  :)  :)  I don't have many pictures a) because I don't have my own camera and b) because most of the time I was making sure things were running smoothly.  But here are the pictures that I stole from my friends ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cf.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1657324662884997071&amp;amp;site=widget-cf.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662884997071&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cf.slide.com/p1/1657324662884997071/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1657324662884997071&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cf.slide.com/p2/1657324662884997071/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6570061437237650406?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6570061437237650406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6570061437237650406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6570061437237650406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6570061437237650406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-finally-hit-me.html' title='it finally hit me...'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2284619607318926844</id><published>2008-04-29T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:57:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Weekend with my Wonderful Phillip</title><content type='html'>This Sunday Phil and I went up to camp after church, and we stayed there until after sunset. It was just wonderful! Not only did I need the time away from campus, but it was so wonderful to be able to spend some quality time just him and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2305843009223992948&amp;amp;site=widget-74.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2305843009223992948&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p1/2305843009223992948/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2305843009223992948&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p2/2305843009223992948/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2284619607318926844?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2284619607318926844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2284619607318926844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2284619607318926844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2284619607318926844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonderful-weekend-with-my-wonderful.html' title='A Wonderful Weekend with my Wonderful Phillip'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2901033477742620997</id><published>2008-04-21T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T08:53:01.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Wonderful</title><content type='html'>Can I just take a minute to say how thankful I am!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have such a great life... I go to a great college and am loving my major!  I have been blessed with a great roommate, a fantastic boyfriend, and some simply wonderful friends, who I get to live with next year!  (The friends, that is, not my boyfriend -- just wanted to clarify.)  I have a wonderful advisor who is understanding and very, very helpful.  My grades (for the most part) have been good, and I (again, for the most part) am enjoying my classes.  I am just loving where I am right now, and embracing every moment that I have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been sooo nice!!  I think that I've spent a significant amount of time in the sun every day for the past week.  :)  Isn't it amazing how nice weather makes everyone so happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2901033477742620997?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2901033477742620997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2901033477742620997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2901033477742620997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2901033477742620997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/simply-wonderful.html' title='Simply Wonderful'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1948800125638287927</id><published>2008-04-18T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:04:39.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starving Children</title><content type='html'>There's this book that I have to read for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Philosophical&lt;/span&gt; and Ethical Issues called &lt;em&gt;Rich Christians in an Age of Hunger&lt;/em&gt; by Ronald J. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's about the hungry and starving people in third world countries. I haven't read much of it yet, but what I have read so far has touched my heart immensely. I have been thinking about it so much recently, and here's what I have realized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America is a country that is starving for God. We are so hungry for Jesus in our lives. We need Him so much! We have a psychological and spiritual deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In countries such as Africa, Indonesia, India, Bangladesh, Pakistan, and many others, there are people starving for bread and water. These people are in need of a few extra cents so that they can feed their dying children. They have a physical and economic deficiency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is where my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frustration&lt;/span&gt; kicks in: Why on earth aren't we, the rich Americans, doing everything we possibly can to stop this hurt in the world?? There are people all over the world CRYING OUT for God -- people who just want God to provide for them fifty more cents a day so that they can feed their families. And here I sit, in my dorm room, next to a full refrigerator, an overflowing closet, a warm bed, and a lock on my door, typing away on my laptop. It feels so wrong for me to be spending $30,000 a year to get an education when there are children starving. Who cares about my education, I want to help the people who are dying. These people are dying because I am too selfish to DO something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my boyfriend about this yesterday and he was saying how America needs our help too... We're going downhill fast, and there need to be good Christian men and women &lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;, making a difference in America.  He's right... but here's the issue I have with Americans: There are people who make millions and millions of dollars -- and they live the life of luxury!! How can they do that?!?! People like Bill Gates or Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gallisano&lt;/span&gt; or even the president of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;RWC&lt;/span&gt; ---- or the president of the USA... These people have done great things with their money, for example &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gallisano&lt;/span&gt; donated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much money to the building of our multi-million dollar library here on campus. A library is good, education is good. But why do we need to spend so much money on one building?? I can't bring myself to be proud of that library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, people who have money should do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that they can to help those who need the money the most. And part of that, I believe, is living a life of simplicity, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;putting&lt;/span&gt; all of your extra time and money into helping others. I think that being a steward of your money involves not keeping it all to yourself as well as not giving it all to one person. People who have a lot of money need to give it away to touch &lt;strong&gt;as many&lt;/strong&gt; people as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so passionately about something that it just made you want to throw up? I don't think I've felt this way about something in a long time... but I feel like I am not being who I need to be. I feel guilty for the way I have been using my money. I feel like I should be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;something about this -- not just learning about it. I feel like I am spending too much money on myself just by going to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even as I sit here I think about my plans for tonight, to go to a show in a huge auditorium that probably cost as much as it does to save thousands of children from dying tonight.  And after the show, I'm haded out with friends in a car to a restaurant where I am going to buy myself a dessert that costs as much as it would to pay for three families' meals for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never go into missions, if I never leave the country again, I will certainly make it my goal to live a life of simplicity, and spend all the time and money I can on those who need it most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1948800125638287927?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1948800125638287927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1948800125638287927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1948800125638287927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1948800125638287927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/starving-children.html' title='Starving Children'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7287041122252263951</id><published>2008-04-15T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:30:07.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Semester!</title><content type='html'>Wow... I can't believe how close it is to the end of the semester!  It's kind of a weird feeling -- it has been a looong semester, but at the same time it feels like it just started.  Strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm begninng to realize all the big stuff that's coming up in the next few weeks... papers, projects, and of course my application for admission into the division of teacher education!  Thank goodness there aren't as many little things on top of them, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that I'm looking forward to this summer.  I can't wait for KC Sports Camp!!  And I sure can't wait to see the Cuevas again... but at the same time, I'm dreading leaving Sam and Phil and my roommate and other friends... I don't want to have to say goodbye to Gwen -- as she will probably be moving to North Carolina at the end of this year.  I don't want to have to find a job... and I know that I will have a hard time living at home again for such a long period of time.  Although I love LCC, I will miss my church here an aweful lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well - I have four more weeks of classes left and then finals week, so I have some time to get stuff done and prepare myself for the change that is to come this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7287041122252263951?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7287041122252263951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7287041122252263951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7287041122252263951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7287041122252263951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-of-semester.html' title='End of the Semester!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6156270129808082200</id><published>2008-04-09T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:25:29.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Has A Plan</title><content type='html'>Last night I found out that I was not accepted to be on the Students Association again next year. I had interviewed on Monday, and I honestly had no idea how the interview went... But when I got that email, I felt heartbroken. I was depressed and I felt like I was worthless. I had to keep telling myself that it was not a judgement of my character -- it was just that a decision needed to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night after I got that news I had a paper to write, so I went to the library. All that I really needed at that point was for someone to tell me something nice about me -- that I am good at what I do and specifically tell me what I have done that was worthwhile... I needed some encouragement from someone. Ever feel that way? I was aching for it. Well, by the grace of God two friends of mine showed up at the library and stopped by to talk - both of which always seem to put a smile on my face. One imparticular, though - Evan - he only sees the good in people. He really helped me to see some good things about myself. It was really encouraging to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was walking back to my dorm really late last night and just praying about it -- and I think that God spoke to me through myself (has that ever happened to you?? It's kind of weird). I was telling Him that I KNOW that His plan is better than my own for myself, and I KNOW that down the raod I'm going to look back on this as a positive experience, but right now I am just crushed. I'm hurt and depressed and anxious about what next year will bring. And that's when I realized -- how stupid is it to be depressed and anxious about the fact that God's got even better plans for me than I did for myself?! If I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; that down the road I will be glad that I didn't get an SA position, why am I wasting my time being sad about it?? It just doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm just trying to remember that... God has a plan -- and it's even better than the plan I had for myself for next semester! And - best of all - it's going to be a surprise!! (I'm not sure how I feel about the surprise part, but I'm working on it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what's going on in the life of Elizabeth this week... thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6156270129808082200?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6156270129808082200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6156270129808082200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6156270129808082200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6156270129808082200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/god-has-plan.html' title='God Has A Plan'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1488200018973380175</id><published>2008-04-03T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:25:42.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools!</title><content type='html'>AAHH!!! What a crazy April Fools' Day this was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I need to fill you in on some background information before I dive into this year's April Fools' Day... So last year Ashley, Kelsey, and I decided to play some April Fools' jokes on the boys (Nate and Phil). April Fools' Day last year happened to be on Palm Sunday last year. So on March 31 it was open hours in Miner -- Phil had a concert and Kelsey coned Nate into going to BTs with her. So Ashley and I were free to do our deeds in their rooms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We covered their shampoo bottles with saran (sp?) wrap, we short-sheeted their beds, we switched Phil's pants with Nate's pants, we hid their mouse balls, and we taped on of their shoes to the bottom of their desks and hid the other shoe. We also left them each a goodie bag on their beds (to make up for what they were about to find in their rooms) with a note on it saying "Do you know what tomorrow is? I do." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some funny side stories that go along with last year's pranks, but for the purpose of this post I'll leave those out. Ask me about it if you want to know! All you need to know now, though, is that April Fools' Day ended with them not being able to get us back for our pranks. We won!! But that meant we really had to watch out this year... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Phil didn't retaliate at all this year -- and nobody did anything to him (at least to my knowledge)... but there were happenings between the other four of us... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nate and Kelsey (who are now dating) were playing some April Fools' jokes through Facebook on their friends -- saying that Nate left Kelsey for another girl and such... well, that gave Ashley the idea to get into Nate's Facebook account (because she had his password) and change things on it... kelsey helped her and I wasn't aware of this until after Nate and Kelsey had agreed that they were done with Facebook pranks. Well, Ashley wasn't in on this agreement so she decided to continue it -- and she got me in on it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So later that night Phil and I went out on a date and I left my room locked, with specific instructions to my roommate to keep the door locked all night. But she had her own ideas for some pranks that night -- she wanted to break into some of her friends' room, so she decided that it would be a good idea to try to unlock our room door with a bobbypin (practicing breaking into the room...) She managed to break the lock so badly that she had to have Security come and drill the lock in order for her to get back into the room. So now we have a hole in our door that can't lock, it's only like 7 at night, it's open hours, it's April Fools' Day, I'm out of the room, and Stacey had a meeting to go to. Our room was up for grabs. Here's a list of things that happened to us -- what happened to me was mostly done by Nate as a retaliation, but some of the girls on my floor helped him. What was done to Stacey was done by the girls whose room she was practicing to break into (she ended up TPing their door -- a LOT -- I mean layers).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My flip flops were hidden in Stacey's drawer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My computer background and screen saver were changed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My keys were put in a bowl of water (that never got the chance to freeze) in our freezer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bookbag was hidden in my closet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stacey had cereal and ice cubes in her pillowcase, sheets, and pajamas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stacey had hand soap on her toothbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The letters on our door were turned upside-down&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our markers and magnets were stolen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There was lotion on the doorknob&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was an interesting night to say the least... (Pictures follow):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WruC1-TnI/AAAAAAAAABM/FBErxO7vy3U/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185239353512578674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WruC1-TnI/AAAAAAAAABM/FBErxO7vy3U/s320/April+Fools+-+Door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wr2S1-ToI/AAAAAAAAABU/y8kNJyAnILA/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Lock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185239495246499458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wr2S1-ToI/AAAAAAAAABU/y8kNJyAnILA/s320/April+Fools+-+Lock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WsRS1-TpI/AAAAAAAAABc/06BzZ0uAJaQ/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185239959102967442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WsRS1-TpI/AAAAAAAAABc/06BzZ0uAJaQ/s320/April+Fools+-+Cereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wsiy1-TtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fxob6m2e8aQ/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185240259750678226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wsiy1-TtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fxob6m2e8aQ/s320/April+Fools+-+Slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WsaS1-TrI/AAAAAAAAABs/KDA90ZU1mfw/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Pads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185240113721790130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WsaS1-TrI/AAAAAAAAABs/KDA90ZU1mfw/s320/April+Fools+-+Pads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WseC1-TsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jVKzBtyM31Q/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Shaving+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185240178146299586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WseC1-TsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jVKzBtyM31Q/s320/April+Fools+-+Shaving+Cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wsmi1-TuI/AAAAAAAAACE/WyT4PR4FXuc/s1600-h/April+Fools+-+Toilet+Paper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185240324175187682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_Wsmi1-TuI/AAAAAAAAACE/WyT4PR4FXuc/s320/April+Fools+-+Toilet+Paper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1488200018973380175?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1488200018973380175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1488200018973380175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1488200018973380175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1488200018973380175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R_WruC1-TnI/AAAAAAAAABM/FBErxO7vy3U/s72-c/April+Fools+-+Door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5365054679691004974</id><published>2008-03-17T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T12:22:54.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Year!!</title><content type='html'>So this morning I opened up my mailbox only to find that I did not get a position as a RA... YESSSSS!!!!!!!!!  I know that this isn't something that people are usually excited about, but I really am... this whole process has really just gotten so annoying that I'm at the point where I don't even know if I would take the position if they had offered it to me.  So hopefully they chose people who actually want to be RAs.  This means that my friends and I can apply to live in an apartment!!!  I am so excited.  Even if we don't get an apartment, we are going to live together again in the Greek Village - Stacey and me in one room and the other three girls in another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  :)  I can't wait for next year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break in 3 days!  woot woot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5365054679691004974?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5365054679691004974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5365054679691004974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5365054679691004974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5365054679691004974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/03/next-year.html' title='Next Year!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7378019736807233123</id><published>2008-03-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:46:17.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>Today I had my interview for RA.  I felt like it really didn't go well at all, and that I didn't get the position.  We'll see -- I'll find out on Monday or Tuesday (or at least that's their goal).  The interview focused mainly on my weaknesses and on what I have been struggling with this semester, and I didn't feel like I showed them who I really am.  I was thinking about it on the way to my interview -- I have not spent even ten minutes by myself (without working on something) in I don't even know how long, and as a result I don't even know where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling a lot this semester in many different ways.  Some of it has to do with my course load, some has to do with the changes on my floor and in my personal life, but most of it has to do with my --- stupidity?  I don't even know what.  I have been procrastinating and spending my time carelessly only to realize at 1am how much homework I actually have due at 8.  As a result of my poor decision making, I haven't been getting enough sleep, nutrition, or exercise; I haven't spent nearly enough time working for good grades or learning the material that I am supposed to be learning; and I also feel that my relationships with my friends have suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think that I have improved a little bit - especially in my spiritual discipline.  But there is much to still improve.  I think that I have known all along what I need to do... it's doing it that's the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, at this interview we basically focused on these things that I have been struggling with, and because I haven't taken the time to process it (until now), when they asked me, "How do you deal with that?" or "What do you do to fix that?" I had to answer that I honestly don't know, because it's something that I am working through right now.  I just wish that I could have shown them who I really am, instead of who I'm trying not to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7378019736807233123?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7378019736807233123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7378019736807233123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7378019736807233123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7378019736807233123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/03/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6262369062763177751</id><published>2008-03-07T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T13:47:06.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Again, I feel like I should update... because I haven't in a long time... but I don't really have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad for another weekend.  I'm staying at school this weekend, which I think will be good - especially in regards to getting homework done.  I'm looking forward to this weekend.  Tonight Sam and I are hanging out, tomorrow I plan to do homework and very possibly procrastinate a bit, and Sunday is Phil's birthday, so we're going out for lunch and then to his house for his bothday dinner (he lives like 15 minutes away from campus).  It should be a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks until spring break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6262369062763177751?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6262369062763177751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6262369062763177751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6262369062763177751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6262369062763177751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7986551163141093712</id><published>2008-02-28T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:25:43.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>I feel like I should write a new post, but nothing has happened.  Maybe it's just that I don't feel like writing my paper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was not stressful at all!!  I am so very thankful for that -- I expected this week to be a killer.  I am coming home again this weekend anyways because I realized while I was home over break how much I miss it there!  I'm looking forward to seeing everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam is going to come home with me over Easter break!  At least that's what we decided today -- who knows if it will really happen?  And I am planning on coming home the weekend before that to see Nicole Cueva!  :) :)  (How much lonnger, Nic?)  Ahh &lt;strong&gt;I can't wait&lt;/strong&gt; to see you again!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm going to go to bed and finish this paper in the morning.  I'll see you on Sunday!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7986551163141093712?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7986551163141093712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7986551163141093712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7986551163141093712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7986551163141093712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-8638058441772078576</id><published>2008-02-25T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:17:52.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Break</title><content type='html'>Ahhh.... this break was wonderful!  Exactly what I needed, that's for sure.  I got a lot of work done and I got a lot of rest too.  Now I'm back at school ready to kick it into gear again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things that I accomplished over break that really needed to get done: I cleaned my room and I did a bunch of homework.  Everything in my room has been in boxes since I moved to college freshman year -- and I finally got all of the boxes out and made my bedroom look like a real room instead of a storage room.  I really like how it looks.  I have been behind in many of my classes, and over break I caught up a little bit.  I didn't get everything done that I wanted to, but who honestly does over break?  I actually got a lot more done than I realistically expected to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil came to my house for the last few days of break!  That was probably the highlight of my week.  It was a lot of fun to be able to spend some time with him without worrying about tests or homework or other schoolwork.  We got to go over to Pitzers' to play Killer Bunnies and we also spent some cool time with my family, as well as one-on-one.  He asked me out too!  :)  We are now officially dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time to do homework.  I'll write more when more stuff happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-8638058441772078576?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/8638058441772078576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=8638058441772078576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8638058441772078576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8638058441772078576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-break.html' title='February Break'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-8648311224223953502</id><published>2008-02-12T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:43:11.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS --</title><content type='html'>I almost forgot -- THANK YOU LCC!!!!  Sam and I got our Valentine's Day care packages today and they simply made our days!!  Thanks so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since I'm adding anyways -- you just have to check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonnyradio.com/babyethan.html"&gt;http://www.sonnyradio.com/babyethan.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-8648311224223953502?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/8648311224223953502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=8648311224223953502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8648311224223953502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/8648311224223953502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/02/ps.html' title='PS --'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3474147513999599563</id><published>2008-02-12T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T13:38:25.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Only three more days!!  That's all I keep telling myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My classes are going pretty well... I had my first Spanish test yesterday and it was easier than I thought it would be -- maybe because of how long I studied.  I got an A- on my first paper for Worldview, which was very affirming since that is my hardest class.  I love my OPE!!!!  I'm in a second grade inclusive classroom.  I only go in on Tuesday mornings - which is when they are doing centers, which I have never experienced before.  I also get to see their morning routine.  I absolutely love my Pentateuch class!!  (But that's nothing new).  Gym is gym... dance is dance...  Assessment is interesting (that's my only education course this semester... the class that goes along with my OPE).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I have barely been getting any sleep at all, because I have so much homework and have not yet gotten into a good routine.  I'm looking forward to this break to be a time of catching up and resting up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Phil's coming to my house at the end of break!  Horray!  You'll all get to meet him!  (Adam and Nicole -- we have to play Killer Bunnies!!)  Sam's going to Panama over break on her missions trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I ended up applying for a RA position.  We'll see where it goes... I don't have my heart set on it, so I think that if I don't get a position it might be more of a releif than anything.  I'm still not sure if I want one... but don't worry -- if I decide that I don't want one, I won't go through with the application process!  I have a group interview at 6 tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm trying to think if there's any other news... I guess everything here is just same-old same-old stuff.  The stress has died down a LOT since Roberts Icon is over -- which went well, by the way!  I'll be coming home ASAP on Friday... still have to talk to my family about when... but I'll be at church on Sunday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3474147513999599563?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3474147513999599563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3474147513999599563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3474147513999599563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3474147513999599563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy...'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1620165804500334706</id><published>2008-02-04T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:19:29.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>At this point I'm just waiting for winter break (2 more weeks!!)... I got sick this weekend and am still fighting off that last bit of it.  I'm letting too many personal problems really stress me out, and of course I'm behind in the readings for my classes.  Roberts Icon this week won't be nearly as stressful -- which is good, because I don't know how much more I can take.  I feel far from God and from my friends.  I haven't even carried on a two minute conversation with my roommate in the past four days.  The stress has died down a LOT, but there are other worries that have had the time to fester inside of me while I was concentrating on other things, so I am dealing with those now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am considering not applying for an RA position... actually, I think that what I will end up doing is applying and then in a few weeks if I don't want to do it I will just talk to the Dean and I won't go through the whole process.  I don't know if it's all the stress I've been feeling lately that makes me hesitate to apply or if it's something else, and I don't want to not apply now and regret it later when I'm not feeling as stressed (which, it feels like will never happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's time for bed.  Just thought I'd update this quickly before I started another busy day.  Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1620165804500334706?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1620165804500334706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1620165804500334706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1620165804500334706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1620165804500334706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/02/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1441494443063184299</id><published>2008-01-30T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:11:20.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!!</title><content type='html'>I just want to say thank you to all of you who have been praying for me.  Even if you hadn't told me that you were praying, I would have known it.  Only a few hours after I wrote that last post, I really felt a load being lifted off of my shoulders.  I knew that people were praying.  I honeslty can't even explain it -- I totally have felt God working in me these past few days.  I haven't been stressed, and I have been &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much more joyful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends saw it in me.  I wrote my last post on Tuesday morning, and afterward I went to lunch and classes.  My friends could tell that something was wrong.  Two times that day I heard the words "You haven't been yourself" or "that's not like you."  I was stressed and tired and ready to just be done.  But by Tuesday night, and all throughout today I don't even know how many times people have commented on how much happier I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, thank you.  It is so good to know that there are people who care enough about me to be my prayer warriors.  Your prayers have made a change for me.  God is so good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I am not looking forward to the workload that this weekend brings, I find peace and rest in the fact that there are people praying for me and that God is steady.  He will always be here for me -- and so will the people that love me.  Thanks for being those people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1441494443063184299?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1441494443063184299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1441494443063184299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1441494443063184299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1441494443063184299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5646165428810717435</id><published>2008-01-29T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:14:41.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #25</title><content type='html'>i'm stressed.  i've dug myself into a hole this semester.  i don't have any time to myself, unless i decide to sacrifice a homework assignment to go for a walk or hang out with friends at BTs for an hour.  my classes require a lot of reading (which i'm not good at to begin with) and SA stuff is basically exploding in my face.  Roberts Icon is this friday and next friday..... i hope things calm down after that.  they need to, or i honestly don't know how much longer i can stay on SA.  i can't let my academics suffer.  and i basically spend all of my time either in the library or in class (my roommate can attest to that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only tuesday and it feels like this week has taken forever to pass by.  maybe it's because this weekend was filled with homework and preparations for roberts icon, so i didn't get a break.  my friends are mad at me for not being around, the other sa leaders have been getting frusterated with me for not doing a very good job with social life, and i've been struggling to keep up in almost all of my classes.  my spiritual life right now is average -- i have been relying on Him for strength, and i have been spending a lot of time in my Bible (outside of my homework for my Bible classes).  i've really spread myself thin this semester... the thing is that i really want this double-major still.  the first thing to go would definately be social life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the verge of tears last night thinking and praying about what i should do -- and one of the things that i was worried about is whether i should apply to be a RA.  But this morning i had such a peace about applying -- i know that it's from God.  God is so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5646165428810717435?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5646165428810717435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5646165428810717435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5646165428810717435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5646165428810717435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/01/post-25.html' title='Post #25'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2668144130707575197</id><published>2008-01-23T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:44:48.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's half-way through the second week of classes... wow!  It feels like it's been a lot longer.  I have been working my butt of in my classes and with Social Life, and haven't really had all that much of a social life of my own.  Oh well.  I really need to stay buckled down this semester if I want to truly test out this double-major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my classes!!  I wish I didn't have to take gym or intro to dance, though.  And I feel inadequate to be in my worldview class.  My favorite class is probably the Pentateuch (I've already learned how to spell it!  hurray!)  I also really like spanish, although I'm in over my head - and will be for another week or so.  I'm picking up the language very quickly, though, which is good!  My only education course this semester is assessment in inclusive settings, and it has an OPE.  I really, really, really, REALLY like my OPE this semester.  The only thing is that I have to share :-P with another student -- we have coteachers for second grade -- an inclusive classroom.  Second grade is what I've wanted to teach for as long as I can remember -- and I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only class that I haven't mentioned yet I think is Philisophical and Ethical Issues.  It's a gen-ed -- nothing special.  My teacher is really good for that class -- he reminds me of Adam Pitzer, if that gives you an idea of who he is.  :)  Very knowledgeable about the topic and how to teach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt; to do for Social Life!!  AAHH!!  It really is stressing me out.  Roberts Icon is a performance that mimics American Idol -- it's our next event and it's in less than two weeks.  Needless to say there has been a lot to do this past week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with the new roomie are good good good!!  She and I are both very busy this semester, so we hardly ever see each other, but when we do we tend to have a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to apply to be a RA!!  Woo hoo!!  Applications come out on Monday.  I don't know when they're due, but I think pretty soon after that.  I really need prayer about that -- the application process to be a RA is very rigorous... there's like three different stages.  I think 50 people applied last year, and there were only 8 slots available.  (that's not nerve-wracking &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2668144130707575197?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2668144130707575197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2668144130707575197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2668144130707575197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2668144130707575197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/01/well-its-half-way-through-second-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6308263912785227203</id><published>2008-01-13T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:01:26.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Semester Sophomore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes begin tomorrow!  I'm excited.  I'm looking forward to just about all of my classes.  This should be an exciting semester as I begin my dual-major.  Social Life events are going to be hard this semester, because I don't have an assistant -- but that's also a reason why it will be more easy.  It was difficult for me to work with someone who didn't want to be there.  I'm getting tired of Social Life, but I decided to stick it out until the end of the semester.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Break was pretty good.  It was a lot of work sometimes... people can be pretty messy.  But for the most part it wasn't that bad.  I'm considering working this semester for housekeeping, just to get a few extra dollars in my pocket -- especially since I don't know yet what I will be doing for money this summer.  We'll see how my classes go first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)  Happy Sunday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6308263912785227203?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6308263912785227203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6308263912785227203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6308263912785227203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6308263912785227203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/01/2nd-semester-sophomore.html' title='2nd Semester Sophomore'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1152680078232792591</id><published>2008-01-05T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T11:57:25.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Ah, a new year! I love New Years. I'm not sure why exactly, but it just feels like a fresh start (which, if you think about it, doesn't make any sense since the only thing that changes is what year you write on your checks). I am looking forward to what this year has to offer. I have some New Years' Resolutions that I want to start chipping away at, too. Most years I make a resolution about who I am -- something that will make me become more of the woman that I feel God is calling me to be. This year, I want to be nicer. I know that sounds stupid, but I don't feel like I've been as nice as I can be toward people. I also made a few resolutions about things that I have wanted to accomplish for a long time. Maybe I'll write more about that some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a roommate this semester! Have I told you that yet? It's actually going really well. I enjoy living with Stacey, of course it has been an adjustment from having a room to myself. I think that she and I will get along very well -- and I also think that we'll learn a lot from each other this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do next year as far as extracurricular activities are concerned. I've thrown around the idea of being an R.A. quite a bit, but I'm not sure that I want to make a committment as big as that next year. I don't think that I want to be on SA again next year, but we'll see. That's something else I've been tossing around. These decisions have to be made very soon because the application processes will begin early this coming semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes begin on the 14th. Until then, I'm working 8-5 weekdays for housekeeping (on campus). My mom is coming over today to hang out! I'm looking forward to spending some one-on-one time with her -- that's something we don't get nearly enough of. The next time I'll be home is for winter break on February 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering, here's my schedule for next semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152082769557731170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="349" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R3_f-2TmN2I/AAAAAAAAABE/NNtVpQp2agc/s320/Schedule.bmp" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! One more important thing! I got a new cell phone for Christmas! A real one, too! I don't have it yet, because they were out of stock before Christmas and still haven't gotten another shipment in. Anyways, I'll be on a plan that gives me unlimited minutes and unlimited text! I'll let you know what the new number is when I get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that's all the news I have. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1152680078232792591?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1152680078232792591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1152680078232792591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1152680078232792591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1152680078232792591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R3_f-2TmN2I/AAAAAAAAABE/NNtVpQp2agc/s72-c/Schedule.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-3851926204163263907</id><published>2007-12-27T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:42:08.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since most of my readers are here in Liverpool, I wasn't planning on updating my blog... but I suppose I will for the 3 or 4 of you who aren't here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas break has been going very well.  Work is work... nothing much to report.  I've been working with my RA from last year cleaning the Quads (girls' dorms).  We finished all 8 floors last week, which was more than our boss expected we'd accomplish.  I think that when I get back to school we're going to have to clean the cleaning closets (oh, joy).  And at some point I'm going to clean my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home last Saturday, and have been enjoying a lot of good family time :)  Christmas was really nice this year.  Very laid back and relaxing.  On Christmas Eve I gave the Children's Message (in front of the congregation)... I'll never do that again.  It went okay, I guess it's just that it's not something I'm used to doing.  When I told Rachel I'd never do it again she said, "Oh, stop Elizabeth, you will so do it again" and she's probably right.  Oh, well.  The service was really nice.  There were two services, and of course we stayed for both.  Christopher Ames played for us -- I love his music!  Second service the Keller family did advent, and they did a great job of sharing their family's Christmas traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas I got some really good time with my family.  We all stayed home and played board and card games all day.  I don't think that any of us even changed out of our pajamas that day.  I loved it!!  Today has been laid back, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go back to school on Tuesday and start work again on Wednesday.  School starts again on the 14th.  I can't believe I'll be a second semester sophomore!!  I'm looking forward to my classes next semester.  I'm taking my beginning classes for R&amp;amp;P.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of things to say... Oh!  I got a new cell phone!  It has unlimited calls and texts.  I don't have it yet, but I'll let you know when I get it what the new number is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-3851926204163263907?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/3851926204163263907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=3851926204163263907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3851926204163263907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/3851926204163263907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2935777551318365875</id><published>2007-12-15T13:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T13:55:46.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals Week</title><content type='html'>Finals are finished!  I am so happy to be done with school for a while... but at the same time, I'm ready to dive into my next semester.  Oh, well.  This break is very much needed.  And the money that I'll be making is much needed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one test - The rest of my "finals" were projects, presentations, portfolios, and papers. I feel like they all went well.  I got three of my grades already, two of which were actually lower than I anticipated and the other was much higher than I probably deserved (weird...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my dorm is gone.  I think there's one other person in the building, but I'm not sure.  I'm starting work on Monday full-time, so that should keep me busy enough.  I also plan to work on writing the curriculum for the summer's Kid's Church (I'm thinking a sports theme... any suggestions?) and playing lots of Sudoku and coloring in lots of coloring books!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's pretty much it for now... my last few entries haven't been very interesting, have they?  I guess I have a pretty boring life, lol.  Oh, well.  Maybe over break something exciting will happen and I'll figure out an entertaining way to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2935777551318365875?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2935777551318365875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2935777551318365875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2935777551318365875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2935777551318365875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/12/finals-week.html' title='Finals Week'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2913236299332888625</id><published>2007-12-06T16:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:34:49.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>For those of you wondering when I'm coming home, I will be staying at school to work for Housekeeping until the 23rd, and will be returning to school on January 1st to continue working.  We'll have to get lots of playtime in during that week that I'm home!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted on stuff going on here.  Nothing much has changed since my last entry... I'm very glad that my Tuesday/Thursday classes are done forever.  Now I just have to get through this research paper and I'll be good for my Monday/Wednesday/Friday classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Elizabeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2913236299332888625?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2913236299332888625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2913236299332888625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2913236299332888625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2913236299332888625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6978999170474630418</id><published>2007-12-04T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:27:25.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss of Motivation :(</title><content type='html'>**Warning**&lt;br /&gt;I just read this entry and it's basically me rambling because I feel guilty about not updating this blog in so long.  I can sum it up now if you don't feel like reading:  Nothing has happened since my last entry.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past week I have &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; been motivated &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt; to do &lt;em&gt;any&lt;/em&gt; work whatsoever.  It's gotten pretty bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are next week.  I have a take-home test, a research paper, and another paper due on Monday; a presentation on Tuesday; a test and a portfolio due on Wednesday; and a party for FYS on Thursday.  It's that stuff due on Monday that is stressing me out the most I think, though it must not be stressing me out very much considering I have procrastinated so much this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure yet when I'll be coming home.  Honestly, I'm not anxious to be home.  I am afraid that four weeks of being home won't necessarily be good for me.  I love my family so much, and I don't want to get on their nerves (or vice-versa).  We'll see.  I'll come home on Friday at the very earliest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing out of the ordinary has happened recently.  It's been pretty normal here.  I'm finally done with Social Life stuff for the semester, so that's good.  My last OPE was today.  I baked the kids cupcakes and some of them drew me pictures.  I wasn't tired last night... either that or I just didn't feel like going to bed, so I didn't get much sleep last night.  I think I may be getting a little sick, so I'm going to be sure to get more sleep tonight and the rest of this week.  Of course it doesn't help that the food in Garlock has been less than appetizing and it's been really cold out lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't have anything to say in the beginning... and I have even less to say now, so I'll releive those of you who are still reading.  :-P  Have a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6978999170474630418?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6978999170474630418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6978999170474630418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6978999170474630418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6978999170474630418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/12/loss-of-motivation.html' title='Loss of Motivation :('/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5614178949587264619</id><published>2007-12-03T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:41:47.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know there hasn't been a post in a long while.  Sorry about that!  Finals are coming up, and suprizingly I haven't yet turned to blogging as a form of procrastination!  (Of course, I have found other ways... many many other ways.)  I will post an update soon!  It's time for class.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5614178949587264619?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5614178949587264619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5614178949587264619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5614178949587264619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5614178949587264619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4168234169877020409</id><published>2007-11-18T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T08:53:41.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R0BsPhM1OLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/W_D-SyVEWAc/s1600-h/n171501264_30264815_9155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134222589068392626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R0BsPhM1OLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/W_D-SyVEWAc/s320/n171501264_30264815_9155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't written in a while. This week has been pretty horrible. Schoolwork is bogging me down like never before. I got so behind this week simply because of personal issues and Social Life stuff that seemed to take up all of my energy. As a result, this weekend is also hard. I'm just trying to get through it at this point and go home for Thanksgiving break. I'm so glad there aren't classes after Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a research paper due tomorrow and a test that I have to do very very very well on in order to bring up my grade in that class. I got an extension on another paper that was due tomorrow also because that was just too much to try to handle this weekend.  I don't know how I'm going to do it. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R0BsChM1OKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fq4DK5DQ0_w/s1600-h/Four+of+us!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134222365730093218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="209" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R0BsChM1OKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/fq4DK5DQ0_w/s320/Four+of+us!.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, that's why there hasn't been a new post in a while. I won't go into detail about why this past week was bad, but I have to say that in the midst of it all, I am so very blessed. My friends are pretty much amazing -- and my family is, too. My dad is in town until Tuesday when he's going to bring me home, and seeing him brightened up my weekend! And, as always, I am so thankful for the friends that I have made here at school. They are a true blessing to me. I don't know what I would do without the late-night chats, tickle wars (and snorting - AUDREY!), and the time spent skipping class to talk about what's been going on. I've also been so blessed with a great church here -- and transportation!! No matter how bad things get (or seem to be), the Lord has been looking out for me. I am so thankful for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**In the Pictures**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Pic -- From back to front&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left: Sarah, me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right: Audrey, Kelsey, Ashley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Pic -- From Left to Right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me, Phil, Ashley, Kelsey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving week!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Lizzy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4168234169877020409?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4168234169877020409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4168234169877020409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4168234169877020409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4168234169877020409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/11/pressing-on.html' title='Pressing On'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/R0BsPhM1OLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/W_D-SyVEWAc/s72-c/n171501264_30264815_9155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-9070215352537444977</id><published>2007-11-05T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T13:51:11.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Thrills</title><content type='html'>This weekend was probably the best one yet.  I worked hard, and I played hard.  I ended up accomplishing my goal: to finish all of my homework for Monday and Tuesday.  Horray for time management!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides getting lots of schoolwork done, I made time to play!  :)  Come on, what is college for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night Sam and I decided that we were going to hang out, so when she got out of work she came over to my dorm to figure out what we were gonna do.  I left the room for about a minute, and came back to find her wearing my clothes.  Sam is so funny that way - if you put clothes in front of her (no matter what context) and leave her alone for more than a few seconds, you will come back to find her clothes - along with many of your clothes - scattered across the floor and the items that used to be neatly hung up in your closet will instead be on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since she was in the mood to dress up and I was in the mood to see a movie, we got all dressed up and went to the dollar theater to see Harry Potter.  It was so much fun!  I think that one of the strangest parts of the whole night, though, was going to garlock all dressed up like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was going to be homework day, but I didn't get much done.  The gang (me, ashley, kelsey, nate, and phil) and gwen, another friend of ours, all went bowling, and then hung out at BTs!  That was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was probably the best.  I went to Northgate as always.  The message was good - and very touching - it was about marriage.  After church, I got a lot of homework done.  Actually, I got all of it done in anticipation of going out that night.  After I had all my homework done, Phil gave me a piano lesson!!  Horray!!  I'm worse than I was last year...  and then I went out with some other friends to Spot then a service.  Okay, now for the best part of my weekend!!  This church service was amazing.  It was a candlelight concert at Christ Church Episcopal.  I loved it!  I want to go every week.  I think it was so cool because there was no speaking - there was a pianist and then a (gregorian??) choir.  I felt like I was just sitting in the presence of God.  It would be so nice to go to a free methodist church on Sunday mornings, and then this Episcopal service on Sunday nights.  It was such a nice way to start the new week - just being there in the presence of the Lord.  Did I mention that I loved it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this week.  I feel like getting so much work done this weekend has given me a good start.  I want to do all of my homework two days early, so that the pressure is off the night before something is due.  We'll see how long I stick to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's time for me to go.  Thanks for reading!!  Happy week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-9070215352537444977?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/9070215352537444977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=9070215352537444977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9070215352537444977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/9070215352537444977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekend-thrills.html' title='Weekend Thrills'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-2595985638790833553</id><published>2007-10-25T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T21:09:09.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Speed Ahead!</title><content type='html'>I have made a semi-final decision about my major.  I am going to try to double-major in Elementary Education and Religion/Philosophy for a semester.  If it is too much work, or I don't like it, or there are other things I want to do which I wouldn't be able to do with the double major, I will go from there.  But as for now, I am very content with my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking LOTS of gen-eds next semester, so I'm not sure that it will actually give me a good idea of how busy I will be with the double-major, but I'll just take it as it comes.  Until then, I made the decision to put the pedal to the metal on my academics.  I slacked off this week - extraordinarily (for me).  I decided that this weekend I am going to commit myself to catching up on readings, finishing papers, and filling my mind with ideas for upcomming projects.  I want to get my GPA up as high as possible, so that it is not as much of a concern next semester.  We'll see how long this vigor lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite excited about this change.  I was so ready for a change of pace.  I think that I get restless in El Ed so easily because teaching is not &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;that I want to do.  But over the past week I have realized how crucial a degree in teaching will be for me in the future.  Not only will I use what I am learning in ministry, but I will also very likely teach in a school while attending Seminary.  Also, it's a back-up plan for if it turns out that the Lord isn't calling me to ministry (I must clarify that I do not &lt;strong&gt;in any way&lt;/strong&gt; doubt my call to ministry, but Jesus has many ways of working, and I cannot ever assume that I know exactly where He wants me or why I feel Him working in the ways that I do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I were talking today about where we see ourselves for the rest of our lives (it began with Sam telling me that I have to have at least one girl, so that our girls can be best friends... and then we decided that one of my boys will marry one of her girls.  But we have to live near each other for these plans to succeed).  I go through stages of how I feel about my future.  One day it excites me to think about the uncertainty of where I am headed, and the next I can feel overwhelmed and scared because I don't know where I'm going.  There are also the days when I feel like I know exactly where I am headed, and I am so very excited about it; while there are other days that I think about where I think that I am headed and I am scared to death about it.  There are so many directions that I see my life going in right now.  It can be overwhelming and scary and at the same time feel adventurous and exciting!  I think that the two things that are really on my mind the most, though, are getting married (of course) and missionary work.  I have mixed feelings about both of these things, but at the same time I am constantly open to wherever God wants to lead me.  Now that's a pretty cool feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this got long, and it's past my bedtime.  Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-2595985638790833553?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/2595985638790833553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=2595985638790833553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2595985638790833553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/2595985638790833553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/10/full-speed-ahead.html' title='Full Speed Ahead!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-513687076743805849</id><published>2007-10-18T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:22:34.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CMC Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just wanted to update those of you who were praying for me yesterday about my interview. It went very well. Actually, I don't think it had anything to do with what I said or did. When I left the room and the MEG Board was deliberating, I told my dad that I really didn't feel like I communicated well at all. But he told me that I did - and I think that was totally God's doing. The board is going to recommend me for Conference Ministerial Candidacy. The next step toward becoming a CMC (no, I'm not one yet...) is to attend the annual conference at the end of May and give my testimony and answer questions about my call. At that time, the conference will vote and I will either become a CMC or I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is moving - and whether He wills that I become a CMC or not, I know that His plan is beautiful and perfect. I'm not going to worry about it, and I don't want to make a big deal out of it either. If this is where God is calling me, this is where I will be. If not, that doesn't say anything about who I am or whether God will use me. I'm leaving this in His hands. Thank you all for your prayers through this process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-513687076743805849?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/513687076743805849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=513687076743805849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/513687076743805849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/513687076743805849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/10/cmc-interview.html' title='CMC Interview'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1002851948348891567</id><published>2007-10-11T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T16:23:56.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in October?</title><content type='html'>I have been in a Christmas mood since yesterday morning. Kinda random. I'm just glad that I had a CD of Christmas music to play (over and over and over again) yesterday, because otherwise I don't know what I would have done with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the Library right now, and I just finished my homework. I have another hour before I have to do anything, so I figured I would update my blog! I don't really have anything spectacular to report, though. There was an article about LIVE in the Beacon (our school newspaper), and it got a WONDERFUL review! It made me very happy. My next event is the Barn Party, on the 26th. The 26th also happens to be the day that I register for classes! Wow, that came up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to double-major. I don't remember if I have mentioned this yet or not, but I switched my concentration to Spanish (from Language Arts). My goal throughout my college career (well, one anyways) is to become fluent in Spanish. I am going to stay in Education with my SPanish concentration, and try to pick up a double-major with Religion and Philosophy. I at least want a minor in Biblical Studies. We'll see if I can end up doing the major. I may stay an extra year, because I really would like this experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my ears peirced this weekend!! That's what I spent my Birthday money on! :-D I am so glad that I did it... but I'm already wishing I could take out these boring things and replace them with fun dangly ones! Oh, well. I will be able to wear fun jewlery by Thanksgiving - which means that I need to go earring shopping for Winter Formal (which was my motivation to let someone punch holes in my ears in the first place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been invited for an interview to become a Conference Ministerial Candidate! This is the next step in the process to be ordained in the Free Methodist Church. My interview is on Wednesday night, so please keep me in your prayers. I am so very nervous, but I know that if this is the direction that God is leading me in (which I think it is), He will make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working very hard in my studies. I am getting pretty good grades so far, so I suppose it's paying off. Plus, I'm learning &lt;em&gt;so much&lt;/em&gt;!! With El Ed it's weird, because a lot of the stuff that I'm learning seems to be common sense to me, but actually learning it gives that common sense purpose and reason, which helps me make more connections and conciously apply what I'm learning to my teaching strategies. It's funny to learn, for example, how to write a lesson, and realize that I was applying these strategies all summer without even realizing what I was doing or why I was doing it. Teaching really comes so naturally to me, which is a big reason why I feel confident that I could possibly handle a double major. The time commitment is the only thing I'm really worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I still have 45 minutes until I have to be done, but I won't bore you with 45 more minutes worth of words. You're welcome. :) Have a fabulous weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1002851948348891567?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1002851948348891567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1002851948348891567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1002851948348891567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1002851948348891567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/10/christmas-in-october.html' title='Christmas in October?'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4770671506563898967</id><published>2007-09-29T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T07:23:06.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthweek and Homecomming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My birthday was pretty much &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;!  I was SO overly excited about it this year - I think that's because I haven't been able to get excited about my birthday since my 16th (because I didn't do anything for my 17th, and I didn't have close college friends to celebrate with for my 18th), so it was long overdue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My family came on Monday to celebrate with me.  We went out to Olive Garden, and they brought brownies for my floor for Wednesday.  It was really, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; nice!  On Tuesday night, I was out of my room for a long time because there was a soccer game, and when I came back to my room, my friends had decorated it with crepe paper... alllll over!!  &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;It made me feel SO loved&lt;/span&gt;!!  At midnight I got about a million "Happy Birthday's" from the girls on my floor.  I thought that Wednesday (my actual Birthday) was going to be horrible because Wednesdays are my busiest days... and I had packed it even more full with meetings and such.  But the Lord was watching out for me, and all of my meetings went SO smoothly, and got out on time so I was on perfect time for my next meeting.  Sam and I got lost looking for Party City, which was a ton of fun... and when we got back we had brownies with my dorm!!  What a perfect birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thursday was my very first event as Social Life Director!!  We had a Glow in the Dark Sports night in the VAC.  It went &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;SO WELL&lt;/span&gt;!!!!  We had about 120 people show up, which was over our goal of 100, and there were people who didn't even want to leave after we turned the lights back on.  People loved the pizza and glow sticks and glow volleyball, soccer, basketball, and frizbee.  It was awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday was my second event as Social Life Director - and it went VERY VERY VERY well!!!!!!  It was a variety/talent show in Hale that we have every semester called LIVE.  The pressure was on to make it a good show, because LIVE last semester was pretty awesome.  Julia, the Student Association President, told me after the show that this was the best LIVE that they've had in years, and we had the best hosts that we've ever had!  Sam took me out to Java's after the show to celebrate, which was just perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, basically, this week was pretty amazing.  And now it's the weekend, which means I get to finally sleep!!  How exciting!  Why I'm not sleeping right now, I don't know.  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4770671506563898967?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4770671506563898967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4770671506563898967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4770671506563898967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4770671506563898967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthweek-and-homecomming.html' title='Birthweek and Homecomming'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1221918829110978080</id><published>2007-09-25T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:04:30.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday wishes from my Dorm buddies!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346355790573&amp;amp;site=widget-ed.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346355790573&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p1/648518346355790573/bb_t011_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346355790573&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ed.slide.com/p2/648518346355790573/bb_t011_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1221918829110978080?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1221918829110978080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1221918829110978080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1221918829110978080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1221918829110978080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-birthday-wishes-from-my-dorm-buddies.html' title='My Birthday wishes from my Dorm buddies!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-6104067448926648125</id><published>2007-09-20T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:37:38.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifth Week</title><content type='html'>Lots happening at Roberts Wesleyan College!! It's the end of the fifth week of classes, and I am still loving it! Next week is going to be crazy though, because it's Homecomming week and Social Life is sponsoring two events, separated by less than 24 hours. I am going to be going insane next week, to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made my switch of concentration official! I am still an Elementary Education major, but rather than concentrating on Language Arts, I now will have a concentration in Spanish. I am much more happy with this, as I know that I would have been taking a lot of Spanish classes anyways - now they can count toward my major!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been lots of work in all my classes. I have my first test tomorrow in Child and Adolescent Development, which I think will go well. My OPE (Observation/Participation Experience... you should feel special - I had to look that up for you!) began this week! I am in Ms. Penns' class. Ms. Penns is an interesting teacher to say the least. She has a very different personality than I do, which makes for a very educational experience for me. She is harsh and tough; a little rough around the edges, but in a way that is a good thing for her students. I think I will be learning a lot from her. I love applying what I am learning in my education classes to my everyday life!! I am taking an Educational Psychology class this semester, and it is so interesting to watch the kids in my OPE and relate it to what I have been learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hardest class this semester would either be Educational Psychology or Writing and Research. I'm getting good grades in both, but it's taking quite a bit of work. I surely have never worked this hard at school in my life! First Year Seminar Mentoring may be listed on my list of harder classes as well, simply because it's a lot of work outside of class. I have to read and grade the journals of all of the freshmen in my class, and I have to meet regularly with my professor to discuss what the classes will be about. It can be quite challenging at times. I am having a lot of trouble with my professor, only because I don't think that he really understands what this class is supposed to be about. He's treating it like a literature course, which is far from what it should be. It has been exceedingly frusterating the past few weeks, but I think that God is trying to teach me that I need to just suck it up and soak it in (I have to make the most of my circumstances, and realize that I can learn in any sittuation that I am given).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm headed off to a R&amp;amp;H cookout. Have a beautiful weekend!! I probably will be too busy next week to write anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-6104067448926648125?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/6104067448926648125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=6104067448926648125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6104067448926648125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/6104067448926648125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/09/lots-happening-at-roberts-wesleyan.html' title='Fifth Week'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5914524037884741418</id><published>2007-09-11T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T06:58:01.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hey! I was thinking, and I don't think that many people really know all of the ways that they can keep in touch with me. So here are some other ways that you can contact me if you want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Room Phone:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Email me if you want to know my room phone # - this is the only place that I can really talk because my cell phone has limited minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cell Phone:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Email me if you want to know my cell # - I can't talk for long on this because I have limited minutes, though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Facebook:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Search for Elizabeth Macaluso within the Roberts Wesleyan College network on facebook.com I think you'll have to create an account first, and then add me as a friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myspace: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/awizabef"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/awizabef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AIM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joy4jc2464&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MSN Messenger:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; joy4jc@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:macaluso_elizabeth@roberts.edu"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;macaluso_elizabeth@roberts.edu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:joy4jc@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;joy4jc@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Address:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Email me if you want to know my address at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That's all that I can think of!! I love hearing from you!!&lt;br /&gt;~ wibby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5914524037884741418?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5914524037884741418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5914524037884741418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5914524037884741418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5914524037884741418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/09/other-blogs.html' title='Other Blogs'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5914689710262583495</id><published>2007-09-09T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:17:50.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Friends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/RuTE0Nk8gSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_sEqM31dzo/s1600-h/Car+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/RuTE0Nk8gSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_sEqM31dzo/s320/Car+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108424278621847842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to do a "walk through" the dorms to let people know about auditions that Social Life is holding for a talent show.  I had never done it before, so I had no idea what to expect.  Two of my friends decided to come along with me - Ashley and Kelsey.  It turned out that it took us two hours to go through 1.5 dorms... yeah, it took a LONG time!!  I have the best friends in the world!!!!!!!!  They stuck with me through it all... and they didn't complain once!!&lt;br /&gt;In the picture, Kelsey is to my right and Ashley is to my left (looking at the picture, from left to right - Kelsey, Me, Ashley).  This picture was taken last year - I think on the way to the RPO.  Anyways, the point is that they're AMAZING!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5914689710262583495?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5914689710262583495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5914689710262583495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5914689710262583495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5914689710262583495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-my-friends.html' title='I love my Friends!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2PD55qpee7I/RuTE0Nk8gSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/T_sEqM31dzo/s72-c/Car+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-7915373492272000613</id><published>2007-09-05T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:56:35.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much fun at school already!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-43.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=648518346351194947&amp;amp;site=widget-43.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=648518346351194947&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-43.slide.com/p1/648518346351194947/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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But I don't have another class until 3:05 today, so I've got some time to myself... then of course there's tonight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I am SO excited about my First Year Seminar class.  This year I'm a mentor for 17 of the freshmen (the ones in my section of FYS).  I am really getting into it.  I met the students on Saturday for dinner and I think they like me... and I like them!!  I was very overtired when I met them, so I was extremally hyper and just all over the place, but I think that it helped them see how excited I am not only about school, but about being their mentor!  Today is our first class.  I have great hopes for this class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My first executive cabinet meeting is tomorrow night.  Exec Cab is basically the leaders of the Student Association (President, VP, Chaplain, Senate Chair, Social Life Chair, Intramurals Director).  I'm the Social Life Chair this year.  I'm a little nervous about this meeting, because I have to tell them about what's going on in Social Life... and I'm running out of things to tell them (we had training week all last week, and we did a lot of sharing about what's been going on).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;My room is all set up!!  And it looks really good!  I love it.  Sometime I'll steal Sam's camera and put a picture of it up.  It makes me very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Well, that's enough procrastinating.  Back to homework.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-7604919580381497080?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/7604919580381497080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=7604919580381497080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7604919580381497080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/7604919580381497080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/08/procrastinating.html' title='Procrastinating'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-1933943839635258926</id><published>2007-08-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:42:27.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey!  If I had a functional camera, I would take a picture of my room - which is now officially only &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; room!!  My roommate came today and took one look at how small the room is and left, so I have the room to myself at least for this semester and hopefully for the whole year.  I am &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; much more content with this sittuation.  I have a pretty busy schedule this semester, and it's not going to get any lighter!!  Having a place to escape to is going to be really nice for me.  What a blessing!!  Now the only challenge is deciding how to arrange the furniture so it looks nice!  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Horray!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-1933943839635258926?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/1933943839635258926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=1933943839635258926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1933943839635258926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/1933943839635258926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/08/room.html' title='Room!!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-4644712578889753240</id><published>2007-08-19T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T17:14:29.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'm at school! I made it here around 4:00 (4 hours ago) and have pretty much been unpacking ever since. My family helped a TON with the packing and my mom stayed for quite a while after we got here to help me unpack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My room is sooo small. I'm nervous about having a roommate in a room this size, but we'll see how it goes. I have a feeling I will end up moving by December again. Hopefully next year I can plan to have a roommate who I'm friends with - instead of getting stuck with one who I barely know. Oh, well. She seems nice, so it should go fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This week the Student Association has a packed schedule - down to the minute every day through Saturday. I'll be busy busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's all for now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-4644712578889753240?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/4644712578889753240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=4644712578889753240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4644712578889753240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/4644712578889753240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-at-school-i-made-it-here-around-400.html' title='I made it!'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712815117965968651.post-5814897390111845704</id><published>2007-08-13T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T08:23:00.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey!  I'm just trying this out to see how it all works.  My plan is to post blogs as I am at school, as a way to keep in touch with everyone while I'm in Rochester.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been trying to get ready to go back to school on the 19th.  There is so much to do, though, with KC Camp and homework that I already have for one class, and of course Student Association duties.  It's just a bit overwhelming.  But no matter what, I'm leaving this Sunday!  6 days!  I can't wait.  I have been craving school - and not just the social aspects of it, but the schoolwork too!  I feel like my brain has melted this summer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Well, I suppose that's all for now.  I need to get some cleaning done before a friend comes over and I have work to do besides that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;~ Elizabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712815117965968651-5814897390111845704?l=awizabef.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/feeds/5814897390111845704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712815117965968651&amp;postID=5814897390111845704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5814897390111845704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712815117965968651/posts/default/5814897390111845704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awizabef.blogspot.com/2007/08/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>Awizabef</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10338880865633378546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2PD55qpee7I/SHuYKx3XhPI/AAAAAAAAACg/v7BU99N2EAc/S220/Target+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
