Being Sick Sucks.... Hard Core.

Sound Track of My Life
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here's how it works:

1. Open your music library.

2. Put it on shuffle.

3. Press play.

4. For every question, type the song that's playing.

5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.

6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

Opening Credits: Storybook Love by Willi De Ville from Princess Bride Soundtrack

Waking Up: So Much For My Sad Song by Chris Rice

First Day of School: Simple Things by Amy Grant

Falling in Love: Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds by Bono & The Edge from Across The Universe

Fight Song: Feels Like Tonight by Daughtry

Breaking Up: Amaranth by NightWish

Life: There's Nothing Like A Show On Broadway by The Producers Original Movie Soundtrack

Mental Breakdown: Is She The Reason by Destiny's Child

Driving: When You Got It, Flaunt It by The Producers Original Movie Soundtrack

Flashback: Anything by Third Day

Getting Back Together: Complainte De La Butte by Rufus Wainwright from Moulin Rouge Soundtrack

Wedding: No Ordinary Love by Toby Mac Feat. Nirva Dorsaint-Ready

Birth of Child: Happy Little Working Song by Amy Adams from Enchanted Movie Soundtrack (Oh Lordy! Yes Tammy I can hear you laughing from here. You too Mom... Wow that really is irony!)

Final Battle: Breakfast by Newsboys

Death Scene: Let Me Fall by Josh Groban

Funeral Song: Let Me Go Lover by Dean Martin

End Credits: The Hop-Clop Goes On by The Producers Original Movie Soundtrack

Wow really couldn't ask for a better ending really...

So the reason for this lovely interlude was because of this horrendous cold that I have. It has been so bad that I haven't been myself for like a week and a half. Yesterday I was so wiped and sick that I literally slept for 18 hours. Came back from classes around 4 and was out by 5 waking up every 4 hours because my body needed to do something, be it cough, need water, or just plainly breathe. But tonight has no such luck. After talking to my boy I tried sleeping, honestly I did. But not even NyQuil could stop this cough. So since around 5 o clock, after maybe an hour or two of continual sleep, I have given up and now are watching infomercials that sound really good at five in the morning and old cartoons that I haven't seen in years all the while listening to the weird sounds my roommate is emitting. So after extensively googling myself and finding things from when I was 11, cruising Myspace, and filling out my calendars for the rest of Feb. and March (and thoroughly depressing myself in the process) I have settled on doing this little ditty over here. I am surprised on how well it has actually turned out. Some of the songs baffle me, others seem like a perfect fit! So yeah. Off to reign more terrors on my box of tissues and the Internet!!

Snots Ahoy!

Well Huh.

God works in mysterious ways...
So for all that don't know I have been praying alot this last week, for a lot of different things but I think the largest things other than the occasional, "Dear lord please let this class be over with soon!" are the fact that I have been praying for guidence for where I am supposed to go to school next year and for my Dad and his job situation. College is a great place, I love it. I think I have been happier the last few months than I have been in a long time, honestly. Not anyone's fault really its just I was never really made for high school. But at college I have found myself flourishing. So over break my mom reminded me that I had been flourishing so well that I had until roughly Thanksgiving to decide what I was going to do for the next 3 years of my life. After the initial panic of it all had past I began thinking. What do I want to do with the rest of my life? So far in the span of maybe 4 months I have effectively eliminated 4 different possiblilities. Probably more if I really thought about it. I realise that I could never do anything medical period. Don't like it, don't like hearing it, definately don't like seeing it and you're not getting me even close to fixing it. After that I eliminated science. Unfortunately I don't have the attention span nor the paitence for dealing with it, AP Chemistry kinda killed that and whatever it left Chem 2 destroyed. I tried looking into psychology, but that really isn't an instant results career. That takes years that unless I am absolutly 100 percent sure I want to put in that it may make it worth it in the end... maybe. Art was quickly and efficiently killed due to the fact that even as a hobby it create more stress and well, it should just stay a fun hobby that I'm really good at. So to make a long story shorter I think I've settled on the career that I have talked about most of my life, Education. I realised that in every career I thought about I always wanted to teach it at one point, so I thought 'Hey? Why not be a teacher then?" The only problem with that is that SOU's education program is just barely getting on its feet. It wasn't started until just recently and not as fully develpoed as some others that I have seen. So that brought up the question, Do I want to go to SOU next year? Unlike High school I actually have a choice on where I want to go and can change it at anytime that I wish. So I have been praying about it, 'Lord, please help me. Do you want me to go to SOU, OSU o George Fox?' Well, apparently I don't take small signals well so God sent a pretty big one. I was at a basketball game this last Saturday night supporting our Girls and making my roommate see some kind of light, even if it was artifical. It was housing night and I am on the housing board so I was there in support of the other members running the program. Well at half time they had a drawing for two things (along with various gift cards) an iPod Touch and Free housing for next year. Well not knowing if I wanted to go here, and figuring that if I do I would be here as an RA and would get it free anyways, so of course I didn't want that prize. I even went so far to tell Bill (head of housing) and Rich (my advisor) that the housing was the one prize that I didn't want. So as Bill reached for the names for iPod touch I held my breath, I really wanted that iPod. But alas it went to the guy sitting just behind me. So I turn to talk to Erika (my roommate) as everything else was being drawn. The finally get to the housing and announce that they were drawing 2 names that would have to do a "Best of of 10" free throw competition. I thought, 'Hey thats going to be fun to watch', having had to do one last year and losing. So I look and see that Bill has a huge smile on his face and that Rich looked like a kid on Christmas as they begin to read the names. I panicked at the beginning of the first name because it was a Josh. I turned to Erika and muttered, "Oh Thank God. For a second I thought that was me." No sooner had the words come out of my mouth then my name came out of Bill's. "CRAP!!"
Yeah, thats right, my name. Which meant that I had to go down and shoot 10 free throws in order to win a prize that I didn't want. But I was up against a guy so it shouldn't be a problem if I didn't try super hard because he was going to smoke me. So of course he pulled the ladies first card and off I went. With cheers of "You Go Girl!" I conviently figure how to just bounce the ball of the ring after 3 baskets (2 of which were clean nets by the way) 3 would make both him and I look good right? Wrong. I think that they picked the on guy in the whole gymnasium that was worse at Basket ball that I was. He only got 2 baskets! That's right. I won. Roughly $6,000 worth of housing for the next year that gaurntees that I can live where ever I want on campus. For most of the night I was really upset that I had won. At first I felt like I had stolen the prize from somone who might have really needed it. Then I found out that they actually did offer the other guy free housing too, but I was too busy looking at Erika and Rich laughing so hard that they both looked like they were going to cry. I left the game early and Erika and I went to dinner, the whole time I kept thinking 'Why? Why did I win?' I finally realized that this was my fleece. It was soaking wet and because I ignored it on the ground God had picked it up and thrown it in my face. You see I was thinking of applying for an RA job which everyone was basically telling me I was going to get. But for some reason I didn't believe them which was me ignoring the fleece on the ground. God had tried to show me one sign and I ignored him, even actively fought him. But one can't really ignore a sign that big can they?
So the moral of the story is that I have to really open my eyes when viewing the world around me, especially when I ask for signs.