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It's life.

Well, to simplify everything, life has been relatively busy these past couple weeks.

It's not the sort of thing I would write about here, on my blog, though. It's academics and filling out forms and having miscellaneous meetings. It's talking to my friends most evenings and to my roomie late at night about everything and nothing.

It's wondering what doors would think of being opened and shut all the time... if they could think.

It's e-mailing a lot of people, hoping to get answers, and conducting a short interview to write a (long) article summarizing the work my campus has done to send financial aid to Haiti. And e-mailing more people about an article describing the plans for this semester's series of honors-program seminars. And taking lots of pictures for both articles. Which all culminated in getting one article on the front page and one on page 3 of this Friday's edition of the campus newspaper.

It's also translating from Spanish to English for a …

"Home is where the heart is," indeed.

Do you really feel at home here, in your town, in your country?

There are several students at my little Christian college who were missionaries' kids from Papua New Guinea. They left four, five, six years ago, perhaps, after having spent their entire childhood and much of their adolescence in that very different culture. They find so much that's unfamiliar in the U.S., yet from now on it will most likely be the one home they have, especially for the ones whose parents have moved back to the U.S. for good and have taken up pastoring stateside churches.

Where and when will they feel completely and utterly comfortable? Did they ever feel that way to start with?

This is what I looked like.

I figured I may as well post a picture. Though I'd hazard a guess that all of my readers have already seen this on Facebook.

Nearly done

That is, with my old-lady part in the Winter One-Acts!

I loved this. But I will be glad not to have to wander around in white hair and age lines after every performance.

I'm told I look like a very convincing old lady though.... some of my friends hardly recognized me (and said as much).

The oddity of J-term break

Life between my January intensive class and the beginning of spring semester is rather.... well, interesting.

My reasons? In no particular order:

1. I woke up for no explicable reason at 3:30 AM yesterday, and could not go back to sleep. This made it difficult (though not impossible, thank God!) to play guitar during my church's Sunday morning service. It also made it imperative that I take a nap. Which I did.

2. I ate Pizza Hut. Yep, pizza. It did help that it was hawai'ian pizza sans the tomato sauce. (My mom had a Pizza Hut gift card to use.)

3. I found a book at the local Volunteers of America thrift store. I've been looking for this book for a long time. I'm really excited to have found it for less than two dollars. :)

4. I went to Coldstone Creamery last night with my family, to use another gift card (my sister's this time). It was good ice cream. (And expensive.)

5. And other reasons, which perhaps I shall write about later.