I am done with spring semester! It is such a satisfying feeling; a great load has been taken off of my back as a student and I feel a sense of freedom as I yearn for summer.
But, why I do I yearn for summer?? It's not like it's gonna be a relaxing one:
I take that back, 1 out of my 3 month summer will be somewhat relaxing. In May, I will be working at ChickfilA about 4 days a week...I would take getting paid over going to school any day! Also, I will be getting some practicum hours in twice a week at a local physical therapy center.
Then, the month of June - I am excited/scared about all I have to accomplish in the months of June and July. I will be taking 12 credits this summer (yes, that is a full semester load) and working full time. Along with studying for a personal trainer board exam and fulfilling more of my practicum hours. Yay for busy schedules.
My mom said that I packed too many things into my summer. That's what scares me; when my mom says I have too much to do, I REALLY have too much to do. But, I am determined to do it all; and all with excellence.
I am really looking forward to my summer job though! I get to spend my day with 60 of my favorite kiddos. Oh, there are times when I ask myself why I am a camp counselor - when the same girl (who is going into the THIRD grade) has an accident atleast 3 times a day, even in the pool; when I have a boy screaming, biting, scratching, and hiding under tables because he doesn't want to share ANYTHING (yes, he is an only child); when I have to deal with an 8th grader who thinks she's "in love" with a 3rd grader, that's just a whole different story; when we have to start getting ready an hour before we leave on a field trip because we have to bathe every child in sunscreen AND bug spray (and of course every mom sends their own spray and lotion for their own child and requests to not share with anyone else); and those infamous days where everyone is on their worst behavior, definitely my favorite. For some reason though, I wouldn't trade that job for any other.
So, yes, I am going to have a crazy busy summer. But for some reason, I feel as if it will be relaxing. Let's hope so!
Friday, April 30, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
A Couple Reasons Why Girls are Smarter than Boys
Today I was studying in the library in a big cushioned chair, using the window sill as my foot rest. What a beautiful view...looking out at the pond on a nice sunny day. While I was studying 2 boys and their soccer balls stood at the top of the hill overlooking the pond. The guys put their soccer balls down and kicked them...straight towards the pond. And then looked at each other, blaming the other for the idea of doing it.
What did they think was gonna happen anyway? Of course, the balls landed smack dab in the middle of the pond. So, I watched in sheer amusement, for about 20 minutes as they tried everything under the sun to get their soccer balls back. They finally got one out, but the story doesn't end here.
The guy that got it out kicked it up the hill then walked away to try and retrieve the other ball. What goes up must come down right? Well, he obviously doesn't get this concept. The ball rolled up the hill....and rolled right back down again - into the pond.
What a genius.
I just smiled as he turned around and watched it land back into the pond...I'm sure he felt REALLY smart.
Hopefully they do well on their finals...
What did they think was gonna happen anyway? Of course, the balls landed smack dab in the middle of the pond. So, I watched in sheer amusement, for about 20 minutes as they tried everything under the sun to get their soccer balls back. They finally got one out, but the story doesn't end here.
The guy that got it out kicked it up the hill then walked away to try and retrieve the other ball. What goes up must come down right? Well, he obviously doesn't get this concept. The ball rolled up the hill....and rolled right back down again - into the pond.
What a genius.
I just smiled as he turned around and watched it land back into the pond...I'm sure he felt REALLY smart.
Hopefully they do well on their finals...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
LSINFWELIVLRGWIL
The above jibberish nonsense is pretty much how I feel right about now.
I feel ADD...I am struggling and man do I mean STRUGGLING with sitting down for longer than 30 minutes to study.
I am very impatient...I just want it to be Thursday at 3 pm. Is that so hard to ask for?
It seems so easy: two days, three finals to go. Should fly bye right?? WRONG! These next 2 days will probably be some of the slowest days of my life.
I just wanna go over to my window and yell as loud as I can to relieve all my stress for the whole world to hear, BUT thank the Lord He has given me more self-control than to do that :)
Instead, I decided to vent to you all about it...thanks for listening
I feel ADD...I am struggling and man do I mean STRUGGLING with sitting down for longer than 30 minutes to study.
I am very impatient...I just want it to be Thursday at 3 pm. Is that so hard to ask for?
It seems so easy: two days, three finals to go. Should fly bye right?? WRONG! These next 2 days will probably be some of the slowest days of my life.
I just wanna go over to my window and yell as loud as I can to relieve all my stress for the whole world to hear, BUT thank the Lord He has given me more self-control than to do that :)
Instead, I decided to vent to you all about it...thanks for listening
Monday, April 26, 2010
Post for Thought
http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2010/04/26/something-for-nothing/
I read this blog every day and LOVE all the posts the authors write. This one was especially neat and I decided to share it with you! Maybe, even, you can add the Gospel Coalition Blog to your daily readings; I promise you will not be disappointed :)
Enjoy!
I read this blog every day and LOVE all the posts the authors write. This one was especially neat and I decided to share it with you! Maybe, even, you can add the Gospel Coalition Blog to your daily readings; I promise you will not be disappointed :)
Enjoy!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Sophomore 75
I have finally gotten an answer to one of my odd observations. I really am ashamed that I made this observation, I feel really judgmental...but sometimes, things are just too obvious for one not to notice.
What is my observation? Well, I guess I'll just say it bluntly...that one of my classmates has gained weight and lots of it.
Now before you judge me for judging this person, let me explain myself and give some precursors.
First, about 25% of my major deals with weight management; therefore, it is becoming very easily for me to detect when someone gains weight, what a person's general weight is just by looking at them, etc. It's kind of disturbing actually. Next, I did not 'confront' this person or question them asking if they had gained any weight or why. And lastly, this person willingly told the class that he had gained weight.
75 pounds to be exact.
Woah! 75 pounds??! In 8 months? And he's only a sophomore! Is he going to gain another 200 pounds during the rest of his college career?? The other astonishing thing about this scenario is that he is an athlete here at Bethel...a TRACK athlete. So of course he couldn't be eating poorly if he is on the track team right?
I have come to the conclusion - just by LOOKING at the food here on campus, you gain weight.
What is my observation? Well, I guess I'll just say it bluntly...that one of my classmates has gained weight and lots of it.
Now before you judge me for judging this person, let me explain myself and give some precursors.
First, about 25% of my major deals with weight management; therefore, it is becoming very easily for me to detect when someone gains weight, what a person's general weight is just by looking at them, etc. It's kind of disturbing actually. Next, I did not 'confront' this person or question them asking if they had gained any weight or why. And lastly, this person willingly told the class that he had gained weight.
75 pounds to be exact.
Woah! 75 pounds??! In 8 months? And he's only a sophomore! Is he going to gain another 200 pounds during the rest of his college career?? The other astonishing thing about this scenario is that he is an athlete here at Bethel...a TRACK athlete. So of course he couldn't be eating poorly if he is on the track team right?
I have come to the conclusion - just by LOOKING at the food here on campus, you gain weight.
Mechanic Panic
I had to take my wonderful car into the mechanic today :( The airbag light came on a couple days ago and I just thought I wasn't distributing my weight enough so that it would sense me sitting in the driver seat. It sensed me all right, so need to fear of being too light (darn!). In fact, after I read my manual, it stated that either one of two things may happen as a result of the airbag readiness light coming on....neither of them ideal:
1) the airbag may not deploy if I were to get in a wreck
OR
2) the airbag may randomly deploy while driving
AWESOME!
Needless to say, I have been freaking out lately while driving; just waiting for my airbag to all of a sudden pop out and suffocate me and then end up making me crash.
I am going to my grandparents this weekend and they have a friend who is willing to fix my car [without ripping me off like other mechanics do - taking advantage of women that come into the shop and have no clue what they are talking about] so I was relieved to know that it will soon be fixed.
However, my manual said it needed to be fixed ASAP...does it really need to be checked that soon?
I had no idea, so just to make sure my air bag won't deploy as I am driving 70 on the highway, I decided to go get it checked.
I pulled into the parking lot of the Chevy dealership and immediately felt lost. There were so many doors, so many garages, so many cars, so many men....I definitely felt out of place.
So, right before I stepped out of my car, I took a deep breath and was determined to walk with purpose and make it sound like I knew what I was talking about.
I walked into the [correct!] door of the mechanic's garage and was intimidated by atleast 10 big men just standing there waiting for business.
I marched right up, told one of them what was wrong with my car, and asked if I really needed to get it fixed before I got my car serviced this weekend.
The mechanic asked if we could chat about my car for a couple minutes so that he could gain some ground on what he was working with. I was so nervous! I know NOTHING about cars. But to my surprise (and his as well) I carried myself very well and atleast made it sound like I knew what I was talking about. He even 'complimented' my car knowledge skills by stating, "Well, you DO know what you are talking about don't you?"
Yes, mechanic, I do...even if I had to do some extra research before I came in.
Good news - with my car being the model year that it is, the airbag will not deploy unexpectedly. It just won't deploy if I wreck.
So, in summary, I just have to make it to Plymouth (45 minutes away) without getting in a wreck...perfectly doable :)
1) the airbag may not deploy if I were to get in a wreck
OR
2) the airbag may randomly deploy while driving
AWESOME!
Needless to say, I have been freaking out lately while driving; just waiting for my airbag to all of a sudden pop out and suffocate me and then end up making me crash.
I am going to my grandparents this weekend and they have a friend who is willing to fix my car [without ripping me off like other mechanics do - taking advantage of women that come into the shop and have no clue what they are talking about] so I was relieved to know that it will soon be fixed.
However, my manual said it needed to be fixed ASAP...does it really need to be checked that soon?
I had no idea, so just to make sure my air bag won't deploy as I am driving 70 on the highway, I decided to go get it checked.
I pulled into the parking lot of the Chevy dealership and immediately felt lost. There were so many doors, so many garages, so many cars, so many men....I definitely felt out of place.
So, right before I stepped out of my car, I took a deep breath and was determined to walk with purpose and make it sound like I knew what I was talking about.
I walked into the [correct!] door of the mechanic's garage and was intimidated by atleast 10 big men just standing there waiting for business.
I marched right up, told one of them what was wrong with my car, and asked if I really needed to get it fixed before I got my car serviced this weekend.
The mechanic asked if we could chat about my car for a couple minutes so that he could gain some ground on what he was working with. I was so nervous! I know NOTHING about cars. But to my surprise (and his as well) I carried myself very well and atleast made it sound like I knew what I was talking about. He even 'complimented' my car knowledge skills by stating, "Well, you DO know what you are talking about don't you?"
Yes, mechanic, I do...even if I had to do some extra research before I came in.
Good news - with my car being the model year that it is, the airbag will not deploy unexpectedly. It just won't deploy if I wreck.
So, in summary, I just have to make it to Plymouth (45 minutes away) without getting in a wreck...perfectly doable :)
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