When I look at the stars, I feel like myself

It's almost 5am. I'm still up studying for this ridiculous theology exam that I have at 11:45am. Oh well...the meteor shower was worth it, I suppose. After all, what could be better than laying on a blanket, staring up at the stars, and laughing with some of your favorite people on the planet?

It was a good time.

Now it's off to a quick review, and then hopefully bed. Let's hope I don't die this week--I don't even get a full weekend to recover (thanks, Urban Outreach!). Thanksgiving Break, come quickly!

A few random ramblings

Confession: I just broke out the Christmas music.

I know, I know--it's not even Thanksgiving yet. I can't help it! I held out longer than I usually do, so I think that should count for something. I just love Christmastime way too much. A month of it is not enough! I'm especially looking forward to it this year. I'm not sure why, but I'm definitely more excited than usual! (Three words: The Polar Express. YESSS!!)

Anyway. Today, I realized that I definitely go to a Christian university. On my way to class, I passed a guy and a girl having a conversation in the middle of the sidewalk, and all of a sudden, the girl says, "You just need to rebuke those devils in the name of Jesus!" She was completely serious, and it's funny because that sort of thing is seen as totally normal around here. The Lee U Bubble--what can I say? (Bonus: I had two friends post Facebook statuses asking for "praise reports," and actually get serious responses. Only at Lee.)*

I selected my classes yesterday...sort of. I've been doing a lot of class-switching, which is super frustrating. Looks like I'm going to end up with Searcy again, just so I can free up a time for the new section Ortega might be opening. Ortega is so worth it, but I still don't really want to go until 4pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Oh well. Let's hope she actually does open up another section and that I didn't give up my better time slot for no reason.

A rather vague reference to my life: I was talking to God a couple of days ago, and this is what He told me:

"None of this is by accident. Everything that has happened has worked out exactly how it was supposed to, from beginning to end. I didn't warn you at the beginning because it was all supposed to happen. You are right where you're supposed to be."

Kinda comforting, and maybe even a little freeing. I still may not like it, but I feel more at peace with my life now. New perspective--check!

P.S. I really, really like The Weepies. Their music makes for a great rainy day/chill soundtrack. Some of my personal faves: "The World Spins Madly On," "All Good Things," and "Gotta Have You."

*Clarification: I have nothing at all against telling people about the cool things God is doing in my life, nor do I necessarily disagree with sidewalk girl (though I would never in a million years use that wording). It's just the fact that it's normal is really amusing to me.

"The eve of an ending..."

Lonely Tonight

Matt Wertz

6th and Green is a warm place in November
When the air is cold and the leaves blow on the ground
And I don't think that I can even remember
Why it was that I came to this town

'Cause I just want to be lonely tonight
Just me and my Maker in this cold moonlight

This is me on the eve of an ending
To what I've known's been constant for a year
And I'm so scared of this pain that I'll be sending
Sometimes I just want to run away in fear

But I just want to be lonely tonight
Just me and my Maker in this cold moonlight

No, I haven't heard your voice in two weeks now
And anticipation's been wearing me thin
And I just can't help but wonderin', baby, if somehow
We could tear these pages out and begin again

Because I just want to be lonely tonight
Just me and my Maker in this cold moonlight
I just want to be lonely tonight
With no one around to see the sight
Of me lying here

'Cause this is the hardest thing I've ever done before
I said, this is the hardest thing I've ever done before
And I don't want to be lonely

But I won't be lonely tonight
Because my Maker's holding me