I never really wanted to get old. Or to live in the past. Or to seem like some old geezer... i never really wanted to grow up.

On Sunday I started back at RGIS to work for a week before returning to school this coming Monday. This time of year is one of their busiest so they were grateful for any additional help they could get and besides the fact that they love me for who knows what reason, they thus hired me back. I started working for RGIS the summer after I graduated from high school, it is certainly not the most convenient job, but I learned to love it. People think I am crazy, but I don’t really care. :) I worked there a year while at Bridgewater and through the next summer making many memories, last Christmas break I returned for a week or so and that was the last time I worked with them until this past week. So, it has been a year since they have seen me or even heard of me. They welcomed me back with open arms… I guess I was a memorable enough person. Lol. They wanted to know how college was going, how my sister was, and the list went on. It was rather funny since all the people who had been hired since I was last at RGIS had no clue who I was…and they kept kind of giving me those looks. Of who in the world is this girl? It was fun, it was also amusing to think back on all the crazy times I’ve had with the company and some of those people…wow.

And to top it off, I’m going to be transferring to Ohio and working with the district up there near Cedarville in Dayton for this last semester! It will be weird, I won’t know everyone and I won’t get the special treatment that I usually get here in Virginia…kind of sad. But I’ll live, I think what I am looking forward to the most is just interacting with the real world. I haven’t had much of that in the last year or two since going to Cedarville and interning at Generation Joshua. Not that those people aren’t real or anything, but it is an obviously sheltered environment. I want to get out of the bubble every now and then and this is a prime opportunity to do it while making money! Last semester campaign work on the weekend was my avenue of escape from all the Cedarville-ness…and this semester I’ll have RGIS. It’ll probably mean going to church Saturday nights instead of Sunday mornings and perhaps sacrificing some sleep, but I am confident that I can handle it. If nothing else, I can always cut down on hours as the semester progresses.

Regarding the Cedarville bubble… I love Cedarville. I really do. The school has been an incredible blessing and the people have been absolutely fabulous. I adore my professors, I truly enjoy chapel, I get to have a blast running in circles with all my extra-curricular activities… yay. Just sometimes I feel that Cedarville students are in for a real surprise when they graduate and enter the “real world.” Oh, maybe those terms to describe the competitive, gossiping, deceitful, and overall not always fun “secular” world is not appropriate…but let’s accept it, there’s sin in the world and at Cedarville it’s just more covered up then elsewhere. Does that make sense? And this is coming from a former homeschooler…haha.

Ok. Enough of a rant on that… I guess I’ve just been doing a good deal of thinking on the concept of growing up. It all started a couple weeks ago when I was talking with one of the guys at contra dancing afterwards when he asked the next time I’d see him and I noted that depending upon what I do after graduation, there isn’t any real guarantees that I will ever see him again. Scary. Sad. Yet with those emotions is a sense of excitement, of freedom, of sheer elation at the concept of going out and doing whatever really my heart desires and God leads me to do!!! Beautiful eh? Yeah, senioritis really started hitting midway through this last semester as I was telling a friend the other day. I never really expected it to come seeing that I am sort of ahead of the curve, the “plan” (I plan, God laughs…:P) wasn’t to graduate this May… I was supposed to have an “extra” summer of carefree fun before getting “serious.” Yet I am sooooo incredibly thankful that I don’t have another semester after this one… God works through everything that is certainly for sure!

…there you have it…some thoughts…contemplations…clueless ramblings…delightedness… ohhh yeahhh… enough for now…toodles folks… God bless…

HAPPY NEW YEAR.

p.s. I need some New Year’s resolutions…besides the traditional resolution of trying to make a greater effort to floss my teeth…man, I hate flossing my teeth.

Some quotes on feminism in honor of the upcoming five days in Cincinnati. :)

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I myself have never been able to find out precisely what feminism is: I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a door mat or a prostitute. ~Rebecca West

Women are the only oppressed group in our society that lives in intimate association with their opressors. ~Evelyn Cunningham

Nobody will ever win the Battle of the Sexes. There's just too much fraternizing with the enemy. ~Henry Kissinger

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin

You don't have to be anti-man to be pro-woman. ~Jane Galvin Lewis

Men are taught to apologize for their weaknesses, women for their strengths. ~Lois Wyse

The world has never yet seen a truly great and virtuous nation because in the degradation of woman the very fountains of life are poisoned at their source. ~Lucretia Mott

I listen to feminists and all these radical gals - most of them are failures. They've blown it. Some of them have been married, but they married some Casper Milquetoast who asked permission to go to the bathroom. These women just need a man in the house. That's all they need. Most of the feminists need a man to tell them what time of day it is and to lead them home. And they blew it and they're mad at all men. Feminists hate men. They're sexist. They hate men - that's their problem. ~Reverend Jerry Falwell

I think, therefore I'm single. ~Lizz Winstead

Women are the only exploited group in history to have been idealized into powerlessness. ~Erica Jong

"Remember no one can make you feel inferior without your consent." —Eleanor Roosevelt