Closer

I must say, going away from home brought me closer to my family and closer to God. I know that if I were to have stayed at home, I would have continued living the same lost, wondering life that I live during high school. I was so confused about who I am and what I believed that I played a game of make-believe that made me look one way to my friends and another to my family and church.

Honestly, I never truly appreciated my friends that I had at church. They seemed fake and unreal to me. Now that I've gone away, I've found the friends that are the most real to me. I praise God every day for what I have and for reaching a point of gratitude.

High school does have it's ups and downs but it is sheltered by your family and church. You see only part of the evil that lingers in the world. College has certainly opened my eyes to what the devil has in store for the world. But I have also seen what God has in store for me. He has a plan to take my hardship and my reluctant sole and transform it to be used for good.

Now, I know that who my friends are truly means everything. Choosing the right friends affects who you are as a person and how you make descisions in your life. I like the people on my floor but I know that I cannot form the relationships that I want. Their presence in my life turns me into a person that I do not like and do not want around. I pray that God helps me to find strong, Christian friends at a church that I recently discovered and am devoted to get involved into.

So for those out there reading, learn to let God rule your life. It seems weird to hear that and probably redundant but it is true. God wants your life to be prosperous and lived to the full and it begins when you let Him control it. I love this bible study called "In the Book" by Community Bible Study. I dive deeper into the word and learn so much about who I am in God's eyes and more about who God really is.

I am struggling right now but I don't regret it. I will stick it out and fight against the grain. I will stick up for what I believe in and I will let God lead me. He knows what is right.

Challenge

Tonight, Saturday, I watched the movie Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants on Lifetime. I love how this movie stresses friendships and letting life take you where ever it wants.

One line in the movie impacted me the most. Lena is standing by the Greek shore near her house. My friend and I gawk at the vast beauty that God created. At this point in the movie, Lena is at a crossroads to choose between her family or love. She says something to the point of how Bridget and Kostos have lost everything and are so open to love yet Lena has everything and closes herself off to love.

I love this line. It is such an open and true statement. So often we find ourselves in this very situation. For some of us, including me, finding love and letting it find us seems almost absurd. We have either been out of love for a very, very long time or we have been extremely hurt by love. Grasping the very concept lends itself to be a very difficult task.

I proposing a challenge for us. A challenge to open up our eyes to the beauty of the world and let God take us on an adventure. If we accept this challenge, we will begin to notice things that we didn't notice before. The sunrise on the way to work or the little benefits and blessing tucked away in the day's folds. It's a glorious experience to see the little things in life. As Woody Harrison said in Zombieland, "Learn to love the little things in life." So, if Woody Harrison can do it, I think that we can all do it.

FOOTBALL!!!

Today is game day in Laramie. A day where hundreds of college students pump up for an exciting game against a worthy opponent. Colors of gold and brown fill the stadium by paint and t-shirts. Booze sneak their way into the stadium to help bring the excitement of the game to the fans.

The UNLV v. Wyoming game should be a great game. But let's face it, does Wyoming have the will power to win this game? When we played Weber State we held up to win but not to the extent that we should have. We played a great game against Texas in the first half but lost motivation throughout the second. And no one wants to talk about the Colorado game; such a disappointment.

Nonetheless, this will be exciting. Parents will feel the excitement of the game as drunkards and sobers come together to cheer on Poke Pride. It will be a moment to remember whether we win or lose.

So let's go Wyoming!!! Let's bring the house down. Let's rock the roof off. Let's blow their socks off. I want to hear the loud chants of the fans. Let's live this moment forever.

GO POKES!!!

Dumb Boys

Two words: Dumb Boys.

They tick me off! Nothing more makes me want to scream and pull my hair out. And unfortunately I am terrible and hiding my emotions. I need to get them under control.

What makes me say this? I am working with these guys on a project and one of them could not find the right drill bit to drill a circular hole. That was yesterday. Today, I went in and with a little assistance I found the right bit and drilled a hole. It was very easy. All he did was complain that the shop was very unorganized and that it was a piece of crap.

Now I am trying to control my feeling because I know that I cannot go around expressing them like whoa.

My Pal!!!

This blog is dedicated to my life long friend Nikki.

She and I have known each other since the beginning of our birth. Sadly, we were split apart at birth and did not see each other for 8 years.

However, we did keep in contact. I cannot tell you how many emails, text messages, and facebook messages we have sent between each other. We have laughed and cried and giggled and amazed ourselves with what we have to say.

We are more alike than any one I know. We share the same interests and hobbys and we even talk similarly. It's INSANE!!!

Nevertheless, she is my best, oldest, weirdest, greatest friend. Oh, and she also has a blog in which she is a follower of so everyone should check her out!

My Bad!!!

Sorry for taking so long to put up a new post. Meanwhile, here is a new one.

I must say, I love my floor; especially the people on the same side as me. The people are fun to hang out with and we all have a lot in common. And by common I mean that we all shared the same cold together in a span of about 2 weeks. That was fun. I got the cold the worst but nonetheless.

This past weekend was fun. I spent some quality time with my friend from Minnisota. We have known eachother for about 3 weeks but it seems like we have known eachother for 30 years. We raded the town on Friday night and panted the town colors while trying to avoid being attacked by drunk or creepy people.

New York owned football on Sunday and the Bills have a good chance to beat the Patriots tonight on Monday night football. GO BILLS!!! Broncos had a miricle play in the last minute of the game that was the only interesting minute of the game. Packers also had a great game last night that my friend and I spent in her boyfriends room on our floor.

Lastly, I want to point out how seperated insaters are compared to out-of-staters. It's funny yet common. I was talking to my friend from Casper who went to school in Texas before the Texas vs. Wyoming football game on Saturday and she saw the same thing in Texas. Her best friend was a girl from South Dakota. The psychology of the whole thing is just plain out fasinating.

Funny Story

So...funny story.

I was coming home from my day of classes and engineering meetings when I saw one of my friends sitting alone in one of our floor "classrooms." I entered the room and listened intimately as he talked about his bad week and rough time of his life. Soon after we had begun talking, one of our floor friends entered the room as well only to complain of a judgmental friend and vacuuming her messy room.

Long story short (this is the funny part of the story), us three decided to make my girlfriend's lofted bed lower so she wasn't so close to the ceiling. Well, here we are, three weak college students trying and trying to unhook the loft kit. We grunted and struggled and moved things and complained and laughed that we couldn't make the bed move.

Eventually, my girlfriend and I went to the boy's side of our floor and found four very promising guys to help us with the bed. A half hour and a small hammer later we ended up lowering my friend's bed. But it didn't come so easy. The bed frame threatened to break apart on us several times and many of the guys almost wet their pants as a result.

Oh, and might I mention, these same guys were the same guys who helped fixed our window in our room when the top frame fell down and stuck itself in an awkward position. We have a lot to be thankful for these boys. :)

That was my funniness of the day. I must tell you, spending awkward moments with friends is the best time to spend with the ones you like. It brings you closer together and less afraid of your surroundings. This was a great way to spend my evening.

Recap

First things first, I am a freshmen here ate the University of Wyoming studying Chemical Engineering.

Thursday August 20, 2009

I moved into my dorm room at about 10 am. I was the first in my room thus I picked the side of the room I wanted (I picked the side away from the door). Meeting my roommate was exciting. I had been looking forward to that day for a while. Our talks through the ever helpful Facebook made her seem like a very likable girl, which she is.

Feelings of that day: frustration and sorrow and happiness. Frustration for my two brothers who were going to tear each other limb from limb by the end of the week. Sorrow for leaving my mother and father behind and happiness for moving on with my life.

That night we had a second round of orientation called Summit that got the new students acquainted with campus and with others. That night was rough. After the president's welcome speech, I was left all by myself to mingle with people who were to concerned to catch up with their friends from high school than to talk with me. I soon found myself at the hotel where my family was staying and stayed there with my mom until the men came back from their adventure.

I did know one person at the University before I moved in. We have known each other since we were babies but have only seen each other a few times in our life so far. We were both excited to move into the same campus together after being apart for 18 years but things haven't worked out as well as we hoped. But we still make it work. We slowly are getting used to the fact that each other is here and trying to incorporate spending time with each other and with other friends as well.

Primero

This is my very first blog and, in a sense, my very first journal entry. I guess that it is never to late to start writing down your emotional and physical ups and downs that occur in life. Life, as they say, is a roller coaster. A track consisting of radical and settle highs and lows that shape us into distinct human beings.

Anyways...enough of the phsysological aspect of things. My goal and purpose of this blog is to write about my life as an outsider college student. The idea came to me at orientation in June. I sat there for duration of orientation feeling like everyone knew everybody else but me. It's an odd feeling. There are other people in my situation as well so this is our story of us struggling to find ways to connect and the hardships that we find along the way.