Pensamientos

Although there are many reasons to be annoyed with Starbucks, I am very happy there is a Starbucks basically on our campus. Because it means I can be somewhere off campus, drinking coffee, doing homework, and using internet for free. What better deal?

It is funny how much I hate homework, but when I get to write or read about things that I'm passionate about, it doesn't even feel like homework, and I'm usually inclined to skip fun events, just to keep going and digging. A passionate, never ending process of learning and creating is probably my most favorite thing it the world.

Every day I realize how much my last semester studying abroad influences who I am today, and influences why I strive to keep learning and digging. I can no longer lead a life of satisfaction and comfort and getting by. Now I want to understand, I want to make changes, I want to create, I want to be involved, because there is so much to experience in this world. The even cooler thing is that Heaven is going to be unexplainably so much better than this. I can't even imagine that - but it makes me pee my pants in excitement and laughter. God is fabulous. How can anyone deny that? If they do - they are completely denyign themselves.

Anyways, I'm working on this project right now , expanidng a paper I did on these Spanish ballads, and it's expanidng into this passion for exploring view points and social justice, and foreign affairs.

And I've never thought about grad school - but recently I discovered this master of arts program in social justice in foreign affairs - how cool is that?!

So I'm starting a list of options after school...I seriously have this file on my computer called "When I grow up..." and I've been writing down everything. Silly to serious...easy to impossible.

I love when God uses minds - and it's awesome that I finally feel like he's making me a bit creative.

Roy Rhodes called me brilliant the other day. ROY RHODES. I mean this is the guy that always has a great idea, and no one can compete with. He told me I should write a book. Maybe I will.

Anyways - I find that in struggle I flourish my best. Maybe that's why I decided I never want to live a life of comfort. People always say be careful what you pray for because God answers prayer. Well I'm thankful for that. And I'll gladly pray for suffering because it is when I am the most happy. Ironic huh?

Mom, I'm just sorry that it mostly ends up being you who listens to me whine about it all. But that's why you're my mom - God knew I was gonna need that. And I love you more than you could ever know (although I'm sure you do know, because you love me unconditionally, and what more could I ask for)?