Posted in February 2007

Current interests and struggles.

Not sure if this will be interesting to anybody, but… here is what is up in my life, thought I would share.

Interest 1: Recently I have gained an interest in teaching again. For a while I was pretty sure that this would absolutely not be what I did, but it was for a stupid reason– I knew too many teachers and I wanted to do my own thing. However… I do not know any English teachers, so I guess I would still be doing my own thing. I would love to go to the Graduate School of Education here at UCLA, it has a cool program that sounds right up my alley.
Struggle 1: I am not sure if I could get into that school here. Or any grad school for that matter. My GPA has FALLEN for sure since I transferred. And… all I have been taking are English classes. How can I teach a subject that I am apparently sucking in? Granted it would be at a middle school (most likely) or high school (maybe.) level so it’s not like I need all of those crazy analytical skills that I am lacking right now, but basically… School is hard right now. I seem to think that I am doing a good job, and yet I have failed to recieve an A on any essays or papers since I started here. Yes, there have been some high scores on a few quizzes and short assignments but those hardly count for anything anyway. Boo.

Interest 2: I have been trying to get more involved with my church in Long Beach and to have a bigger role in the positive changes that are taking place.
Struggle 2: I live in Los Angeles and I am still trying to adjust to my two lives.

Interest 3: I want to be more involved in Intervarsity and the other good things going on here on campus
Struggle 3: I am too connected to Long Beach and am not around nearly enough.

Interest 4: I really like my job a lot. It is convenient, it forces me to get work done, it pays well, I can work a lot of hours, I like this whole Class B license business, and the whole learning how to parallel park a 16 passenger van thing.
Struggle 4: If I was not working so much, maybe I would have more time for various ministry options, my writing/grad school prep, etc. But then I would not have money which I need in order to keep up with Rent etc.

Interest 5: I might be moving to a new apartment next year and am thinking over different roommate/apartment options. There are a couple apartments that I could live in which are still within walking distance of the school, and these apartments all involve cool people whom I would be happy to live with. These apartments are also between $100-$300 cheaper per month.
Struggle 5: I love my roommate, Kimberly (the other roommates are amazing too, but they are not going to be living in this apartment next year) and would be sad to leave her. I also love living so close to school because it enables me to come home during the day and sleep in for a few minutes longer. It certainly is not cheap to live here…

So… yes. Things are not necessarily bad right now; there are actually a lot of good things going on. I am just split in all of my decisions and feel a new wave of fickleness coming about.

Passing Judgement

In the past, I have written about various topics that I was concerned with, several of which are no longer of interest to me. At the same time, there are some things that continue to blow my mind.

I think that the first time I realized how judgemental I am was in my freshman year of college, when I got to know some people from high school on a more personal level. I remember writing about how amazed I was that they were not as horrible as I thought they were in high school, that they were actually enjoyable to be around. I think I remember saying that I was going to make a conscious effort to stop automatically assuming things about people, but recently I have realized that I still do this.

At times, it is refreshing… I mean seriously, if I am suddenly spending time with somebody, whether because of classes, work, church, or other social situations… it is a relief when they turn out to be even nicer, funnier, more interesting (I could go on forever) than I initially would have thought them to be.

There are other times where based on one or two things I hear about or see in a person I think very highly of them… and then I find myself dissapointed at what they actually are like.

In the past few weeks, I have had several of the former situations, where I am pleasantly surprised with various people who I have gotten to know a bit more. When I could be investing time in the building of friendships, why do I waste time by expecting the worst from these people from the start?

At the other end of the spectrum (in the latter situations), what right do I have to continue judging these people even if they aren’t what I had imagined? If it was a dissapointment on my part when I found out what they were really like, then isn’t it just as dissapointing for me to decide that NOW I suddenly have them figured out? Do I continue to pass judgement when I distance myself from them? Or is that just a natural response?

What am I even getting at? I have no idea.

Lethargic Athelete.

Sometimes I pretend that I am still an athelete. I talk about going to the gym and feel good about myself for going to my workout class and whatnot, but today it finally ocurred to me what a joke it all is!
I briefly talked with one of my co-workers this past weekend about the good ol’ days in cross country (woohoo!) and track (EW!), because we ran some of the same courses, having gone to school not too far from each other. I was thinking more about those days this past weekend and I cannot believe how in shape I used to be! I certainly was never one of the TOP runners, but I still did the same workouts… I would run as much as 8-9 miles a day (minimum of 3) during the week, have races on Thursdays and Saturdays, and only rest up on Sundays, my day off from running. I would work real hard… and throw up several times throughout the season, have to get my shins taped up to keep the shin splints at bay, and go through several pairs of running shoes each year.
Sounds good, right?

Now, however… I am out of breath by the time I run to the gym. Once I get to the gym, if I actually choose to run, I will only run like 2.5 miles at most and it will take me thrity minutes. AND I will be dead tired because of it. Normally I’ll just do cycling instead, but I mostly just sit there, pedaling ever so slowly while staring at the personal television screen in front of me (the gym here at school is really nice) flipping from channel to channel.

Yes, I go to a workout class here, but… I choose the easy modifications for each exercise and sometimes just lay on the mat looking dumb and hoping the chick who teaches the class doesn’t see me while everyone else is working on those guts, butts, and thighs.

All of this just occured to me today while I was watching my roommate do a bunch of sit-ups and I was pretending to stretch. Then I looked down at my shoes and realized that these shoes are horribly old. Like. They were bought in the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school (I quit running that summer). Which was like. 4.5 years ago. Oops. (And whoa I just made myself feel old.
So yes, I am going to blame my laziness on my shoes. And since I am not shopping for a year… I guess I will have to take it easy until January 2008, out of respect for my poor feet that have to be protected from harsh workout conditions.

With this new mindset, maybe I won’t try so hard in Butts, guts, and thighs, because man, last week when I started to see black spots and worry about passing out… that was a bit embarassing.

Looking Back…

So I have kept a blog of some sort or another since 2002 or 2003 (even though the archives here only go to 2004) either through this site, my live journal, oh-heck-no.net (r.i.p.), or old hosted websites Sometimes I look back through my posts and it is kind of mind blowing to see the thoughts that used to go through my mind and the things that I actually published online.

In 2004, I would look back at the posts that I had written a year or so earlier and would crack up at the things that I posted, thinking that I was so much cooler than I used to be.

Now when I look back to then, I realize how angsty, prideful, hateful, and lost I was. I do not want to post links to specific things, but you definitely can find them through the archives if you search far enough. Back then I was so sure that I was right and that everybody was treating me horribly; as far as I was concerned, everyone was out to hurt me. I wrote horrible things about my family, friends, church, school, and pretty much anything else. I was incredibly insecure and drew strength from making other people feel lower than me.

I remember that for a long time, I felt like the Brand New song “Seventy times 7” described what I was going through. I was in pain and was terribly lost. Ironically, I thought I was in a good place. Yet lyrics like “They say you need to pray if you want to go to heaven but they never tell you what to say when your whole life has gone to hell!” seemed to fit so well. In reverence to this band, I even took on the user name “seventyx7″ for my gmail account. To continue the irony… the phrase “seventy times seven” is biblical, and I did not even realize it at the time:

Matthew 18:21-22:

21Then Peter came up and said to him, “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” 22Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy times seven.

I am SO glad that I learned to forgive. I think that the grudges I was holding onto kept me back from a lot. How amazing to know that time and time again I am forgiven for the stupid things I have said and done and for the spiteful ways in which I have acted.

Want to know something else that is funny? Looking through old surveys that I filled out, I apparently wanted to be married, or at least engaged by the time I was 19. Thank God that didn’t happen! Can you imagine? Just based on how unstable I was, it would have pretty much been as dysfunctional a marriage as possible, regardless of who it would have been with. I know that I am still not ready ready for marriage now, but I am grateful to be able to see my growth through the years.

What a blessing to not be stuck in the same place year after year! Anybody who has followed my writing or talked to me about my past knows that those high school and early college years were definitely hard for me. I am glad for those struggles. I hope that I am able to use my own experiences to help others. I am so excited to know that God was working in me even when I was unaware of it, and even more excited to know that he is continually working in and through me.

Kind of hard to stay down about anything for too long when all of this is kept in mind!

Have a lovely week!

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