In which I ramble

Wait, I ramble all the time, don't I?

Tonight we didn't have Cru, so I suggested to Nikki K and Lisa that we should call Nate and ask him if he'd play for us and then get people together and do a Praise and Worship thing. We did and it turned out SO awesome! God is so good! AND, Matthew B. told me that I should volunteer for our Praise Band because I "have a GREAT voice." That was pretty cool to hear, because sometimes I feel so rotten about myself and my abilities. (AND I am completely exhausted and my voice was and is almost gone, that's a pretty cool thing to hear.) I'm not going to volunteer though. I have three reasons.
~I don't want to force myself into it because I believe that God blesses our efforts more when HE puts us in those kinds of things than when we just take over and say "This is what I want and you should let me do it."
~I know next to nothing about music and would completely hinder the work of the Praise Band while I was learning the ropes and figuring out how it's done.
~They probably don't need and/or want me anyway.
It was completely fun tonight though. I couldn't be there right away when it started and it was half-hearted. It was more like a murmer than a joyful noise. It was so sad! When I showed up and started singing, everyone else got a little more bold and sang much more freely and it turned out SO beautiful! :-) Whee! Yay for us! I didn't think anyone would come, but there were 14 people there by the time it was done! :-) :-)

I've become little Miss Popular in the past few days. Having a landline and a cell is going to cause my demise, I think. The past two nights, I've been on the phone constantly. I was on one line with someone and then the other phone would ring. I'd hang up to talk to the other person, and then the other phone would ring. Finally, I just left my room and locked the phones in it. Goodness -- I had all four of my brothers attempting to call me at the same time on Sunday. Tonight Tim called me just as I was walking out the door -- on two separate occasions. When I came back he called me again, and then my landline rang and then my cell phone and then the landline again. It's crazy!

Classes this semester:
Short Story (Lit is growing on me)
Speech (shouldn't be too traumatizing)
Choir (like, totally fun!)
Creative writing (See above, but with much more enthusiasm)
Nutrition (EW! Science!)
Freshman Seminar in Psychology (Eee!)

I start tomorrow and I only have my Freshman Seminar tomorrow, so it's cool. :-)

Beddy-bye time. My friends tell me I'm a hero after last night. If that's the case, I'd rather not be a hero very often. Heros don't get much sleep.
~MK