I planned on writing a new post tonight. I sat down, fingers poised over keys, with the intent of writing. I thought about writing about my weekend at OU which changed my life. Or I could write about coming home for Thanksgiving and why I love this holiday and all the tradition behind it. Or I could write about my recently planned trip to Chicago and the excitement of seeing old friends. Or I could write about my day at Barnes and Noble reading for my Western Civ mid-term that's on Tuesday, which covers pretty much everything from Creation to WW1. Or I could write about seeing a Pine Cove friend Thursday night, why I love that place, and why I love those people. Or I thought about writing some song lyrics and what they mean to me, and what emotions are stirred because of them. Then I considered writing solely about emotions. Maybe I should write about my (recently discovered) greatest fear in life. Or I could write about the ridiculous number of weddings, engagements, bachelorette parties, bridal showers, etc. that have taken place recently and how there doesn't appear to be any end in sight. Or I could fill this post with questions (and then obsessively hit refresh every 3.5 minutes to see if anyone answered.) Or I could just use that post I wrote a while back, but never had the guts to publish. Or I could ask for suggestions on biblical decision-making.
Or maybe I'll just avoid the blank page a while more...

There was a blood drive here at school a few days ago. I knew I couldn't donate because I had my ears pierced within the past year, but I went with a friend and decided to ask again about the England rules. The answer: I can never give blood again. Apparently my blood was tainted during my nine-month stay abroad. This seemed odd to me because I had been previously told that I could give again anytime after returning, so I asked. Answer: different blood donation centers have different rules. WHAT?! I think blood should have universally mandated stipulations! Anyone else think this is weird?

I had my first intramural soccer game last night. We won. It was so fun to put on my boots and my kit and head down to the pitch to play a little footy. Translation: It was so fun to put on my cleats and my uniform and head down to the field to play a little soccer. I didn't exactly get approached by scouts with, "Hey Katherine, as you know Mia Hamm is retiring, so we have an opening on the team. We were wondering if you would step in. We really think you'd be an asset to the team," but I understand those things take time.
I headed off to OU today for a little quality time with Abby and Liz. Couldn't be more excited about it.
Shalom.

What do you believe and why?

1. "...Insist on the biblical account of creation; work outside science and reject any scientific theory that conflicts with scripture; possibly hostile toward science.
2. ...Work within the frame work of science to find evidence of design in nature; claim that biological systems are so complex and so well adapted to their functions that only an intelligent, and benevolent, designer could have made them.
3. ...Believe that God created the universe and creates all life; species evolved after that time and evolution is one of God's creative processes."

I'm sick. This week has been fairly undemanding, so yesterday I just slept all day, and today...well...I may do the same. I called in sick to work. I feel a little guilty because I could probably survive the five hours, but then again, no one would want me to give them a germy cherry limeade. Besides, it's freezing cold and I just want to sleep some more. You know how when you're sick everything seems to be in slow motion? You can't really hear all that clearly and your body temperature is all whack. (Wiggity-Whack? No, just regular type.) With all of that, I've had a good couple of days. Yesterday, like I said, I slept. Then I, and the rest of my school, went to the first men's home basketball game. It's a tradition. Everyone takes roles of toilet paper (and student government hands it out), and when we make our first basket we throw it all out onto the court. The court is covered and we cheer when they announce the technical foul. We smoked the other team. (By the way, the other team was the Evangels. So...mascot is....Billy Grahm? And is that supposed to be intimidating? Is that really the image you want to put forth?) Afterwards, a group of us hung out in the student center watching the election results. I'm slowly getting to know more people. We lasted until about three until we finally decided to go do our homework and go to bed. Then this morning, we ran out of time in Wellness for me to give my schizophrenia presentation. Darn. I'm officially on an intramural soccer team now as well. I don't know anyone, nor do I know how good we'll be, but at least I get to play ball again. So all the little things in life are going well. I love days like that.