The day of the mundane

So much to do, so little time, all of it dull. I've got revision coming out of my ears, essays to write, notes to sort, prayer meetings to organize, dissertation to decide...I feel like I have once again turned into an auto-pilot zombie lacking any emotional capacity to notice what on earth is going on. The best thing is that I have another month of this. I guess I'm trying not to think about it because when I finally do, it will dawn on me how much trouble I'm in because I have no time or brain! Until that great awakening, I'll just carry on flitting around vacantly.

Dedicated to Deborah

I have had my wrist slapped and have been severely reprimanded by my housemate for not blogging frequently enough. This is my attempt to make amends to all you wonderful people who oh so love to read my blogs. Since my last blog, Luke has met my mum and my best friend.(fast mover) My mum now seems to think she has a second son and KT sent me a text saying "I like this one, I think you should keep him". Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!! I suppose I could feed and water him and take him for walks round the blocks every day.
My college work actually is getting done now. I've been reading all about the early church fathers, about Justin Martyr and Iranaeus of Lyon and other such patristic authors. Very interesting. Problem is that my essay in on the council of Chalcedon and not patristics but its kind of related. Its giving me the background I need for my essay. Oh what fun essays are. I really hate essays- why oh why did i choose to do a theology degree!
I really want to write lots of stuff about Luke but I fear I am verging on the nauseating. I think if I mention his name again, Deborah might possibly hit me. Or Pete will. Or both! Pete and I want to the Brixton academy on Saturday to see Feeder and all I could talk about was how depressingly and blissfully happy I was. I think Pete's praying for me.
Hmmmm, I wonder what I should cook for my small group on Thursday. Well- it was only a matter of time before I started talking about food again. I shall have a ponder.
Maybe ratatoue.
Hmmmmmmmmmmm

The makings of a happy carrot

Skippy is a very happy carrot indeed. The reason why responds to the name of Luke! I am currently in a state of nauseating bliss and loving every minute of it!Having had a long...No wait sorry- a very long conversation on Friday night and by long I mean around about 4 hours, My mate Luke and I decided that actually we really quite like each other so now we are the latest CU couple casualty. I think Deborah is despairing of the endless phone calls and text messages. (well- if we're going to be really nauseating, we've got to do it properly!) I get the strong impression that she really wants to say eewwwwwwwwwww yuck! But this far she has been quite restrained.
Since Friday, I have met his family and they are really lovely. I don't do things by halves- by his family I mean, mum dad, brother, granddad, aunts and cousins. I think his family think I'm really keen. I just like to look at it as getting it over and done with. Having said that though, his family are really lovely. That and his mum got out the baby photos! Luke ofcourse was really appreciative of that one. They were rather disappointingly thin on the ground on embarrassing stories. They weren't able to tell me anything Luke hadn't already told me, with the exception of one story which I couldn't possibly repeat!
Having survived the family, we got round to having our first date yesterday. Before we started seeing eachother, I wouldn't have had Luke down as a soppy one. He took me to see Pooh's heffalump movie- tre cool. True to form, I got very excited every time I saw Eeyore. I then spent the next couple of hours trying and failing miserably to prize out of Luke where we were going for dinner. Now this is the really slushy bit- sick bags at the ready- He took me for a dinner cruise along the Thames- very swanky! I think I spent the first half hour going' oh my Goodness- I can't believe you've done this!'. We then proceeded to try and suss out what all the glasses were for. This was one of those dinners where you get so many sets of cutlery that you don't know what to do with. Again, I wouldn't have had Luke down as such a romantic. I don't think he'll be able to live this down fro quite a while. I did try and tell him that I would have been perfectly happy with a bag of chips from the chip van at waterloo but hey! He said he wanted to give me an eveing that I'd always remember and I don't think I will be forgetting it in a hurry.
Best thing of all- he bought me a bag of haribo. Alas- I am easily pleased!

Thumper is not a clever bunny rabbit!

Yesterday's events of great hilarity saw me being rechristened thumper as a result of the dregs of my tea masala and me managing to get chili in my eye. Oh what a smart cookie I am for that one. I don't think I've ever been in so much pain. I made myself a lovely stirfry for dinner and put a nice green chili in it it was really yummy. I forgot to wash my hands though and rubbed my eye, ran round the house screaming and then held the shower head over my eye. Then decided that having to kneel on the bathroom floor in what was probably the most uncomfortable position ever was not the way forward and besides that, I really wanted to eat the rest of my dinner so I then spent the next 20 minutes with an ice-cube wrapped in a tissue over my eye. Oh what fun.
I'm loving this glorious sunny weather. It feels like summer again. For some reason, the sun shine put me in such a good mood that I wanted to get my college work done so I spent the afternoon reading Owen Chadwick's Religion in the Victorian era, volume 1 (a must for every insomniac) whilst watching the rugby. Which was nice.
I do however still need to write an essay for Monday. I am so behind in my college work now. Personally I like to blame my lea for getting me suspended but hey.

The health plan

I keep on telling myself (and my housemates) that I'm going to watch what I eat and am going to go running round Kennington park every week. Since I moved in, I have been running once. So the active part is going well. As for the eating part- I'd like to draw your attention to my previous post. Yes- I really did eat an entire strudel but it was good. Just had a conversation on messenger with my mate Stu. Bit odd. Haven't seen or spoken to him in ages. Its funny how friendships fade with time. We used to get on really well and I saw him almost every day when I was working in Cambridge but now I hardly see him. I could name so many people I know like that. People who you think of and wonder how they're getting on quite often but never get around to ringing them. Then you get to the akward point where you feel as though you've left it too long so you don't speak to them. If I were to go through my mobile and look at my address book, there will be people on it whop I haven't spoken to in months, years even. There's even some people who I can't even remember who they are. Why do I leave things so long.
I keep telling myself I need to be fitter, healthier, more organised, I take notice for a couple of days and then go back to bad habbits. Must do some college work.hmmmmmmmmm...

Quote of the Week

I was so depressed I ate a whole strudel.

I'll never say life is dull again!

Haven't posted in ages- whoopsie!!!
What an eventful week I had last week. On Thursday I got home from college, knowing that my suspension over tuition fees was imminent to receive two letters. I open the first one which was from my lea saying that they were going to be paying my tuition fees- result. I thought 'hoorah!' I can take it tomorrow so I wont get suspended. Then I opened the next letter- 'you have been suspended in accordance with college regulation 2:2:3:whatever! NoT good! So I had to run into college on Friday- my day off- to sort it all out. Apparently as its my lea that have messed up, the suspension wont be going on my permanent record. Praise God it didn't stop me from going to any lectures. Technically I shouldn't have gone in on Thursday but I didn't know I'd been suspended.
I've finally got round to taking Clive round to the laptop doctors to get fixed. The discovery that Clive was still under guarantee was a nice happy one. Unfortunately the lovely people at John Lewis said that it would take 3-6 weeks to make Clive all better again. Fortunately the people at John Lewis (did I mention that they are lovely?!) have lent me a temporary laptop to use SO I can get m,y essays done-whoohoo!
So there I was with Mr Temporary laptop, blissfully unaware that it didn't have a floppy drive. I don't have a printer and It wouldn't let me save on to CD and I don't have one of those sticky things either- not that a sticky thing would do much good because the collage computers are so archaic that they don't have sticky thing sockets. In the end I had to install the internet and sign up for a free internet trial so I could e-mail my essay to myself so I could print it off in college!
So the state of play at the moment is this- I have laptop, I can work all hours of the night if my heart desires, I'm now writing the Nth overdue essay (I lost count a long time ago) And I've lost my ID card-bother!!!
On the plus side, I had a CU leadership training weekend last weekend which was fab. We were looking at the book of 2 Timothy. Fantastic book- if you haven't read it- you must! I found it really encouraging to look at a church leader who was really young, was about to loose his personal friend and mentor, was scared, was losing people from the church left right and centre, was ridiculed and feeling really timid and felt like giving up. How many times in my life do I feel like that. I used to thing that all the guys in the bible were ok- they were really sorted and as the years went on we just gradually messed things up. Then I actually read the bible- these guys make the same mistakes we do, mess up just as frequently and yet God used them to do amazing things. I'm not a natural born leader, I know that but I know that God has called me to be the CU prayer secretary. Not because I'm some super spiritual and amazing intercessor but because I am a real person who has real issue and through those things God can really work in my life and shine through. Through my weaknesses God can do his thing and achieve amazing things.
Wherever I'm at and whatever I'm doing, I can always come to God in prayer although I don't always when I need to (I'm working on it) I am a very busy person due to the fact that I'm drowning in a see of essays. In by business something gets pushed aside. That something should be TV or something like that but more often than not It's my quiet times that get pushed aside. In the grand scheme of things, that should be the last thing I push aside- there is nothing more important that spending time with God trough reading the Bible and to come to the Almighty in prayer. That should be the last thing that should be pushed to one side. There is nothing more important, especially when you are busy than to slow down for a bit and come into God's presence and to rest in him for a while.
I feel that as Prayer sec I have got so much to learn but right now I am really aware of God working with me and through me. 7 months ago I would never have prayer out loud. I'm now leading prayer meetings and trying to encourage the CU to pray. I feel that God's going to do amazing things but he can only do those things if I take the time to let him.