Late night musings

So I’ve decided to post after a long silence. I’m not sure how I feel about this yet; it will probably grow on me.

I head out for New Jersey tomorrow for my internship at my Dad’s ministry. I’m really quite excited about it. And excited about rather shocking things: being in a city (who knew?), living with Dad and Deb (can you believe it?), doing video work (shocking, isn’t it?). Yes, I know you’re stunned at my excitement for these things, and quite frankly, so am I…but I really think God wants me in NJ for the summer. I think my relationship with Dad and Deb is going to grow so much. That’s a really good thing.

So I’ve been sitting around for the past two weeks (since Israel left after his wonderful visit) watching tv, playing spider solitaire, and wondering what I should be doing. Reading seemed uninteresting. Perhaps this was because I needed to research my thesis and the library had no good books on women’s issues so in order to read one I had to sit at Barnes and Noble for hours due to my lack of money to purchase one. It’s been a strange two weeks. I’m ready to have something to do.

I haven’t been able to sleep until two or three in the morning for the past week. I think this will be a problem in New Jersey considering they’re an hour ahead. I might be very tired on Thursday. I thought it was caffeine, but that doesn’t seem to be the problem. I’m not sure what’s going on. Perhaps I inherited my mother’s insomnia…joy. It’s quite possible I’ve just had too little to do…that’s probably it.

Are you enjoying this long post? Of course you are.

I miss my friends (and by friends I mean anyone reading this post). I don’t like leaving familiar, intimate relationships to sit by myself for most of the day. I miss conversations. I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like when we graduate…ugh. Speaking of graduation, I’m already stressing about it. Not so much what I’ll be doing, but what other people will be doing. I’m sure I shouldn’t be concerned with this since it is a year away, but hearing Israel talk about getting a job in Tulsa when I might be in Portland stresses me a bit. Premature? Probably.

So…I think I’m done. Wish me luck on getting everything ready for tomorrow. I’m going to attempt to take my guitar to NJ. This worries me. Please let the plane-packer-men be kind.