"So, Elizabeth, now that you're back. How was your semester? We're all curious since you quit communicating with us." Yeah, I am so sorry about that. I'm back now. I'll be keeping in touch with everyone pretty regularly since I'm on break. I can't guarantee that'll carry on into next semester, but I'll try. Now,… Continue reading Semester Recap
I cringe so much just thinking about this. For one of my classes, I had to write a bad poem. Naturally, bad poems should never be shared with the world, nonetheless, here is mine for all too see. WARNING: your eyes will hurt after reading this. Looking at her was like looking at the sun. The… Continue reading Loving Her is Like a Random Simile
Penuel is the name of the floor I live on in my dorm. It is also the name of the mountain where Jacob wrestled with God. The name Penuel means "Face of God." Jacob named the mountain that because it is where he saw the face of God and was spared. Why do I mention… Continue reading Penuel
I came to college expecting so much, and I am still expecting so much. I am expecting God to move powerfully. This first week, however, was like fighting Goliath. On Thursday, last week, classes began, and my thought was, "What could possibly happen in the first week?" Let me tell you, apparently everything can happen… Continue reading My Life ft. My Stupidity
This week was actually really good. I didn't meet the goals I set..., which is horrible since I go back to college next Sunday. But I did get some writing done. I did do a little bit of reading, but not nearly as much as I should have done. After I'm done writing this, I… Continue reading Success or Fail?
Habits are not Addictions. Like wise, Addictions are not habits. They can not be broken or overcome in the same way. I want this to be made very clear. "Oh, I'm so addicted to coffee!" No, you are not addicted to coffee. You just have a habit of drinking it every morning. Besides, you wouldn't… Continue reading Habits Vs. Addictions
There I was, behind the wheel of a car, slowing down at a green light because I didn't know where Mezzo's was. There was a honk. I panicked. I turned right and parked behind Harding's. Where was the dang coffee shop? I looked at my GPS and face palmed. Mezzo's was on the left of… Continue reading My Day ft. Cousin, Little Sister, and Friends