Overdue Post
The following has not been edited...not that I ever edit...it's too long and I'm too tired.
Now it's time for a recap of the past three days. Doesn't that make you happy? Thursday I hung out with Sarah and Anna popped by. It was a good time, what with the sharing of loved show obsessions and being able to talk face to face instead of by e-mail. Sarah is such a good hostess. Yeah for the hanging out! We must do it again.
Friday I went to Chicago with my mom. On the trip there, I was all about the trains. I was very amused by the fact there were no traffic laws that I had to worry about and that everyone had to stop for us. In Chicago, drivers didn't seem to worry about the traffic laws either. I couldn't drive in those conditions. Thank goodness, we took the train. I might have died of an anxiety attack. Being there, surrounded by so many people, reminded me of the fact that I don't like to be surrounded by people. It really helped me to realize the fact that city living is not for me. I like the theory if it, but in practice I would walk around angry and irritable.
We went to the art institute. That was nice. Aside from looking at a lot of classic beautiful paintings I learned that I, in fact, do like modernism, especially Gerhard Richter. Then I bought a lot of postcards of works of art and I have yet to decorate my dorm room with them. We also ate lunch at the museum. It was one of those super-nice restaurants, where everything is all fancy and expensive, but you don't really like the food...or at least I didn't...but I only had one option, mealwise.
After that we hit the Water Tower. I made a big dent money-wise. I love my clothes...until today, when I actually realized how much I have. It took me forever to hang all my clothes up.
The ride home on the train was not as fun...it'd been a long day. Plus, someone kept playing with their cell's ringtones. Very irritating.
After it got dark, I started to question reality. You're probably thinking "huh?" But seriously, the lights were on in the train, so in the forested areas I couldn't see out the windows at all. Pitch black. So, I thought it was like a Disney or amusement park ride, before the big bad happened. You're chugging along in your cart with all the other park goers, then the fun would start. Except with our train, the fun didn't start.
Then my thoughts turned to the fact that I couldn't see, hear, smell, touch, or taste anything from the outside. So, does anything outside the cart exist? I believed so...what with faith...but some people might say no. Some of my philosophy stuck with me.
I also did some thinking about Heaven again. I was just wondering if you'd remember small encounters with other Christians. For example, there was a woman on the train reading Psalms. Will I someday see her in Heaven, recognize her and be able to go "Hey Train Lady! How'd that life end up working out for you?"? Just a thought. It'd be kind of cool.
Finally, today was move in day. It went well. Still doing some finishing touches. Plus we lack carpet. The room isn't feeling completely homey without it.
Went over to Britt's apartment. We ate smores and watched Along Came Polly. I think I'll be calling it an early night.
Now it's time for a recap of the past three days. Doesn't that make you happy? Thursday I hung out with Sarah and Anna popped by. It was a good time, what with the sharing of loved show obsessions and being able to talk face to face instead of by e-mail. Sarah is such a good hostess. Yeah for the hanging out! We must do it again.
Friday I went to Chicago with my mom. On the trip there, I was all about the trains. I was very amused by the fact there were no traffic laws that I had to worry about and that everyone had to stop for us. In Chicago, drivers didn't seem to worry about the traffic laws either. I couldn't drive in those conditions. Thank goodness, we took the train. I might have died of an anxiety attack. Being there, surrounded by so many people, reminded me of the fact that I don't like to be surrounded by people. It really helped me to realize the fact that city living is not for me. I like the theory if it, but in practice I would walk around angry and irritable.
We went to the art institute. That was nice. Aside from looking at a lot of classic beautiful paintings I learned that I, in fact, do like modernism, especially Gerhard Richter. Then I bought a lot of postcards of works of art and I have yet to decorate my dorm room with them. We also ate lunch at the museum. It was one of those super-nice restaurants, where everything is all fancy and expensive, but you don't really like the food...or at least I didn't...but I only had one option, mealwise.
After that we hit the Water Tower. I made a big dent money-wise. I love my clothes...until today, when I actually realized how much I have. It took me forever to hang all my clothes up.
The ride home on the train was not as fun...it'd been a long day. Plus, someone kept playing with their cell's ringtones. Very irritating.
After it got dark, I started to question reality. You're probably thinking "huh?" But seriously, the lights were on in the train, so in the forested areas I couldn't see out the windows at all. Pitch black. So, I thought it was like a Disney or amusement park ride, before the big bad happened. You're chugging along in your cart with all the other park goers, then the fun would start. Except with our train, the fun didn't start.
Then my thoughts turned to the fact that I couldn't see, hear, smell, touch, or taste anything from the outside. So, does anything outside the cart exist? I believed so...what with faith...but some people might say no. Some of my philosophy stuck with me.
I also did some thinking about Heaven again. I was just wondering if you'd remember small encounters with other Christians. For example, there was a woman on the train reading Psalms. Will I someday see her in Heaven, recognize her and be able to go "Hey Train Lady! How'd that life end up working out for you?"? Just a thought. It'd be kind of cool.
Finally, today was move in day. It went well. Still doing some finishing touches. Plus we lack carpet. The room isn't feeling completely homey without it.
Went over to Britt's apartment. We ate smores and watched Along Came Polly. I think I'll be calling it an early night.
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