Lame Excuse For A Blog Post

Tonight is my third night in a dorm. Different town, different college, different dorm every night. I'm not being sarcastic when I say I've been having an absolutely wonderful time. This college trip has been really enjoyable. And tonight, the sweet girl that I'm staying with let me use her laptop to email/facebook and whatever. So I thought I might blog a tiny tiny bit. I just wanted to let you know I love typing on laptops. There's something about it that fills me with so much joy. I'm such a total dork. Anyway. This is going to be short since I should get some sleep. We're leaving for our next college after a class tomorrow and lunch. Adios.

Let That Be Enough // Switchfoot

To sum up my day:

Slept in! Until 7:30 am.

After a hard battle, gave in and wore a skirt and leggings (which I absolutely despise) to church.

Found graffiti on the church bathroom stall. Even Westminster kids haha. Oh what is this world coming to.

Received a book about my family written and illustrated by Hannah Lee. I might add that part way through the book we all turn into mermaids, complete with the little shell-bras. I laughed out loud.

Back home, for our famous Sunday leftovers lunch. Yay.

LAUNDRY.

Took on the lovely task of sorting through my email inbox and deleting messages, a few that I could swear I hadn't seen for a decade.

Checked the ACT site again because of COURSE, it VERY possible that my score would arrive three days before it's scheduled too.

Things you missed today at youth group: Erik Scheele, whoa he's back!! Big Booty. In case you're wondering, don't ask. But believe me when I say you're missing out.

And THEN. Oh yes, there's more.
Packing two suitcases for my college adventures this coming week. And I didn't even overpack.

Showing my blender a little love--I made a strawberry banana smoothie for dinner. Needless to say it was very scrumptious.

Saw a green pair of socks as I was packing and immediately thought of Allison--"enchanting!" Haha.

Wrote two essays for one scholarship. You have no idea how excited I will be when this process is over.

And now, here I am, blogging.
Hope your day was as fascinating as mine.
Sweet dreams,
Lydia

Zephaniah 3:17

"The LORD your God is with you,
he is mighty to save.
He will take great delight in you,
he will quiet you with his love,
he will rejoice over you with singing."

Positively 4th Street

Oh Bob Dylan.
Haha. I just heard this song again today, and the lyrics always just make me shake my head and smile. Very few struggle to relate, I'm sure.

You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend.
When I was down you just stood there grinning.
You got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that's winning.
You say I let you down. You know it's not like that.
If you're so hurt why then don't you show it?
You say you lost your faith but that's not where it's at.
You had no faith to lose and you know it.
I know the reason that you talk behind my back.
I used to be among the crowd you're in with.
Do you take me for such a fool to think I'd make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don't know to begin with?
You see me on the street. You always act surprised.
You say, "How are you?" "Good luck." but you don't mean it.
When you know as well as me you'd rather see me paralyzed,
Why don't you just come out once and scream it.
No, I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace.
If I was a master thief perhaps I'd rob them.
And now I know you're dissatisfied with your position and your place.
Don't you understand it's not my problem?
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes,
And just for that one moment I could be you.
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes.
You'd know what a drag it is to see you.

Not the most optimistic lyrics, but I appreciate his brutal honesty.

Nutshells & Such

Today in a microscopic nutshell:

I did chemistry homework in bed.

I had the first substantial breakfast I've had since summer camp.

We finally changed the burned out lights at the cafe.

I got stuck at a traffic light for 6 minutes.
I finally put away the basket of clean laundry that's been sitting on my bedroom floor for 2 weeks.

I laughed until my stomach ached and I nearly cried. Thanks Brad.

So much more, so little time. Goodnight my readers.