Simple Reminder

As the days have become more hectic with papers, I have succumbed to being on Facebook more to distract me from the horrors of impeding exams.

So I was just sitting in my room, drinking a 2 liter of coke, facebook stalking everyone I know (probably you too), when a random friend popped up on chat.

Kinda wierd, since we hadn't talked in about 3 years, I figured he had a random question about something way back, and that was it.

But he did have a question, he wanted to know if there was anything he could pray about for me.

He's not an overtly religious person, he just loves Jesus and felt like that was what he was supposed to do.

So I dumped on him, telling him that I really need to find a house soon, that I was incredibly nervous about going to Thailand, and that I'm yearning to get closer to God.

We were never close, I just learned tonight that he moved to Kentucky about a year ago, but the fact that I spilled my worries and fears to him showed that it wasn't about how close we were, it was just that someone straight out asked.

I didn't have to say anything, but I did because I just wanted someone to listen.

And that says everything about who we are and what we desire.

For someone to listen.

For someone to care.

We desire to know that someone will help us shoulder our burdens, we are social animals not meant to be alone.

And who else but the church should listen to our worries and fears about life, and comfort us that the sun will shine again tomorrow?

Maybe we just need to break the silence, tear down the mask hiding our burdens, be the person that admits that life isn't a perfect, happy little life.

So, this may be too straightforward, but I'd really like some prayer. I have no idea where I'm living next semester, and I have fears about this summer, both going overseas to Thailand and working at Deer Run again.

And I'd like sometime to hear about your life, not just the basic things about life, but everything, the great things and the lame things. Sorry for being a jerk and not asking sooner.

Spring Break 2010: You Really Can Have Fun In Cleveland!

Until Wednesday, I stayed in Cleveland for Spring Break to work with The Nehemiah Project in Chattanooga for a community revitalization project which included landscaping, painting, playing with dogs and being human ladders:

During the night, the amazing Tempest Tibet and I attempted to conquer the land of Super Mario (the old school Super Nintendo version) and sat on the edge of our seats while we watched Indiana Jones fight off snakes.

While we were renting some movies from the public library, we realized

that movies weren't the only thing you can rent:

That's right, if you got some folks coming over that you wanna impress, just head on out to the Cleveland Public Library and for 90 days, that buffalo painting can be yours!

We also went to authenticate the myth of the Mars plant in Cleveland giving out huge bags of candy:

Unfortunately, you have to be related to someone to be able to tour the plant. Lame.

Devastated by the trauma of being rejected by the M&M guys, we headed out to the closing sale of Hollywood Video, where all the movies were going on sale, including this little morsel:

By the time we were done, we went out searching for a bite to eat, which turned out to be a game called, "Sketchfest or Not?" and we stopped at this place:

Yes, it looks like a perfect 10 on the Sketchfest scale, but as we entered in and sampled some of their delicioso food and talked to the people working behind the counter, we realized to never judge a restaurant by their dimly-lit sign.

And so, these are just a few things that one can do in Cleveland while bored on a spring break--provided it's before 5:00.

Numbers (Count Count Would Be So Proud)

A rundown of my most boring week because I've been sick:

200+: Amount of tissues used

60: Cough Drops I've become addicted to

20: Alias episodes I've watched in a week

9: Days I've been sick so far

3: Boxes of medicine used up so far

2: Cartons of orange juice I've drunk

1: Assignment I've done all week

In other news, I've been checking out Kanye West's new book: Thank You And You're Welcome, a fantastic 52 page book (some pages left blank because he couldn't think of anything to write) showing us how our culture's intelligence is slowly depleting. Please enjoy some quotes:

"Sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed."

"I am not a fan of books. I would never want a book's autograph."

"My mom taught me to believe in my flyness and conquer my shyness."

"I feel like to misuse, overuse or abuse someone is negative. To use is necessary and if you can't be used, then you are useless."