somehow I feel that blogsa re becoming a thing of the past.
Well. to life.
I am going to Robb's house tomorrow. Yaaaaaaaaay. I got to talk to him on Tuesday night, that was really good. I am so obsessed with finding a new older brother on campus. Even if he doesn't yet know it. Actually, I think he kind of does, because of the way we talk to each other, and I'm in love with it.
In other news, finals are next week. That could be interesting for UCOR. Erk. I met with Dr. Davis yesterday. I am so obsessed with him too. It was one of the more amazing half hours of my life. My desk is a mess, and i have two papers to write today. Schweet. There are over 100 pictures of me on facebook, and many of them are most unattractive.
I find out about PA next friday. I am nervous. It would be an incredible blessing to recieve that honour, and yet, an incredible joy not to have that. I think, either way, I will cry. And how will that be, without my friends to surround me?
Popi, popi, I want to go to Turkey so badly. I've wanted to go for over a year. You know that, and I could go back to Mexico. What of that? Do you think so little of my desires? Do you know the pain I feel each day, waking up in this dreary city so full of life and dead to everything? Do you know the horror I feel on this campus? Only absorbed by Kayti and Alicia and the prayer group? Do you know the way my heart aches to be gone? to be struggling, to be growing, to be in pain?
But this is pain. And then, what would I have done without Naomi and Robb? Could life have existed?
Ahh MuKappa, I do love thee
en shallah, shalom,
sara
