Night at Home

So, after a spring break full of classes, work, and a disappointing canceling of a car trip to Vancouver (on my behalf, not the trip's), I found myself in the apartment with no one to hang out with, for the first time.

After a short bout of hyperventilating.... Movie Night!

That's right, I watched Julie & Julia. It was pretty fantastic (and yes, it's probably the reason for this blog post). Something cool that I learned about Julia is that she's 6' 2"! The movie was really accurate about the lives of tall people too.

Things you can learn from the movie about tall people:

-We wear flats

-People stare at us when we stand up

-"You're tall and you don't fit in, so... Well, you don't fit in" (you do things against the grain)

-You may have to wait until you're 40 to find a man brave enough to marry someone taller than he is, but it will be absolutely worth it

-Counters will be too short, unless you have them made special

-In the end, everyone looks up to you, one way or another

Note: If anything words are missing a space, it's because a grain of cereal went under the spacebar during breakfast this morning. Darn shredded wheat. Delicious, but the Benedict Arnold of cereals.

Probably the Weirdest Game Show Ever

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YR28oWPJ8vA

Oh, you know... It's just another video of some kid identifying Star Wars figurines using only their mouth. Nothing out of the ordinary.

Bad Pick-Up Line Day Misunderstanding

Me (to Brittany): You're like an exothermic reaction. You spread your hotness everywhere.

Brittany (to me): You're like an atomic bomb because you kill and mutilate people?

God is awesome, and as I wrote this, "Africa" came on my iTunes that's on shuffle

I had been feeling very disheartened about my Liberia trip this summer. Seriously? 2,500 dollars? That would be all of my paycheck for more than a year. There's no way I could raise that.

The I took a few minutes last night to present my fears and worries to God. Along with those, I told him about my doubts about whether or not I should even be going and my true motivation. I asked for a real, tangible sign that I was supposed to go on this trip, because I want to do His will, and not mine.

Later that night, I got a call from the Westwood Baptist Church (my hometown church) and their missions team. I missed the call, but the guy called back again today to talk to me. He told me all about the things I would need to know about life in Africa (he lived in Nigeria for a while). Then, he told me that Westwood would cover the last 25% of the cost!!! WHOAH! THANK YOU, GOD!!! :DDDD

Countdown to the end of the quarter:

1 paper down, 7ish to go