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a note from karl

“I was thinking of all the things I need to do before I leave and I was going to ask one of you to help me get ready. I thought I’d send you to get my school bag together. But then I remembered that only I know where my stuff is. So, then I thought ‘well I can get my stuff together and you can eat this food for me’.”

~I am sitting in the living room with my cousins and my aunt. We are just hanging out and Karl said that before leaving for a study group.

semester end musings

Today is the last day of the semester, my first semester at Eastern University. Tomorrow the graduating class will put on their black caps and gowns and receive their diplomas. Tomorrow they will be sent off into the world. I find it both inspiring and terrifying.

This semester I have learned a lot. I took several classes in which I discovered doors to knowledge I didn’t even know one could attain. In many ways I feel both enlightened and weighed down with everything I have learned. I have had my eyes opened to the severity of the social injustice around with world. It is sickening. I have learned what it means to be a good friend and how hard it is to be true to yourself always. I learned to trust God in all things.

I learned how hard it is going to be to leave tomorrow afternoon for break. I have made many friends here and this place has become my home. A few of my friends are graduating tomorrow and I have to say goodbye possibly indefinitely. It is hard. But Lord willing, we will meet again.

keep away

Sometimes my friends Peter and Mike play keep away. Usually, they play keep away from Danike. It is fun, though, sometimes it becomes exasperating. Like typical boys, they sometimes don’t know when to stop.

I walked onto my hall after service learning and noticed that Val and Vanessa’s door was open. So I stopped by to say hello. Val, Vanessa, Burlap, Mike, Peter, and a girl I didn’t know where chillin’ out in there. They invited me to join them and I did. I know Mike and Peter pretty well, I suppose. But, I don’t know the others very well. After awhile, the conversation got to the point where I didn’t understand what was going on. I had developed a nasty headache and, slowly, my body was crashing. Mike and Peter started throwing a soccer ball back and forth over my head. And that was how everything was: over my head. I mentioned a few times that I felt left out of the conversation. A few times, Vanessa turned her attention to me and we had cute small talk, but, like everything else in this world, it didn’t last. We were playing keep away conversation style and I was clueless.

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