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Name: Nate Country: United States State: Pennsylvania Birthday: 4/20/1987 Gender: Male
Interests: Jesus Christ, first and foremost. A good book; music; drums; SuperCede; those of the female gender; chivalry; and Japanese swords. Expertise: Muttering, mumbling, and making people frustrated because they never hear what I say and I won't repeat myself. Occupation: Student Industry: Education/Research
Message: message me AIM: drummermartin
Member Since:
4/12/2004
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| For anyone who might still stumble on to this site, I do exist. I've just been away for a while. Amazing how quickly and drastically life changes. I'm leading. And involved. And people around campus know me. Never saw that coming. I love the consistent things in my life. Like rooming with Isaac. And seeing Chels every once in a while. Knowing I'll always be way too busy to actually get everything done. Seeing people everywhere that will stop for a conversation. Realizing how inadequate I am. And that's my life right now. Except not quite so vague. | | |
| So... it's going to be a busy semester. I only have 15 credits, which makes me feel like a bit of a slacker. But, we started recording for HeartSong this week (my team was in the studio last night), we'll be out on weekends starting in February, and... I can't remember what else. But, Brit Lit and Comp provide me with quite a bit of homework, so I'm going to stay busy. Ah, well. At least I like all of my classes. I cannot remember what else I had to say. It's a good day, though. Hope yours goes well, too. Until next time, my dear readers... Take control of the atmosphere... | | |
| I have discovered that washing my hair holds therapeutic properties. Does this sound strange coming from me? I think so. Finals week has come. I would like to be at home right now. I have a hard time believing that this semester has come to a close. It did not seem very long to me. Nevertheless, I look forward to seeing my family. I cannot remember the other piece of information I intended to place in this entry. Many apologies. That's all for now, I suppose. Have a wonderful day (and week), my beloved readers. I pray for rain to come and wash away what has made me numb... | | |
| God has given a beautiful day. I have very little work I must do today, so therefore I may work ahead on projects. How delightful! I get to develop a Bible study; it shall find its basis in the conversation between Nathan and David found in II Samuel 12 and focus on the offence of sin. In other news, Marisa's mother begins radiation treatment today at 6:00 p.m. So, if you, dear readers, could remember to pray for her, I know Marisa will have gratefulness in her heart. More than that, though, Scripture commands us to hold one another up in prayer, seek God's will, and give thanks in every circumstance. May He receive praise and glory from our prayers. We could hold a lengthy discussion on prayer, I think, but I shall leave the discussion where it is for the present time. I must move along. Have a swell day, my beloved readers. Come here, a little bit closer; I wanna take you to a secret kingdom... | | |
| Hello, dear readers. I've neglected you far too long. Nothing much to report. Life goes on. I am currently very motivated to do my work and do it well. HeartSong proves most enjoyable, though I still don't know how I ended up on a team... perplexing. Nevertheless, my heart sings with gratitude. Moving right along... Fall Break was most excellent. I've missed spending time with Josh and Beth. Having them both at my house aided me in having a very fun time. Enough of this. I have an Earth Science exam tomorrow morning for which I probably have not studied enough. Nevertheless, a few of the girls in my class keep asking me questions, as if I hold the fountain of knowledge which spouts a flow of information regarding all things earthy. I'm glad they've such a view of me, I guess, though I feel bad I cannot break this illusion they retain of me being good at science. In other news, my eyes hurt. Therefore, I must desist in peering at this screen so intently, remove my contacts from my eyes, and proceed to bed. Thank you for reading. My fondest regards to you all. My sin yelled crucify louder than the mob that day... | | |
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