Freshman Year Wisdoms

Well. Almost an entire year since I've posted something.
College is a busy time--between the very little homework and working I did and the tremendous amount of time I spent being lazy and hanging out with just about anyone I could find with a pulse, there's just not a whole lot of time for blogging.
It was a good year, however. A lot of ups and downs. Okay, a lot more downs than I've had in the span of one year in a long time, to be honest, but I met some awesome people, some people I'll never forget, some people that inspire me, and some people that I know I never want to be like. I lost myself, found myself, lost myself again, reinvented myself and am still searching. I realized what's important to me (friends, family, love, soccer and art); what isn't important to me (just about everything else).
I learned that people change, first impressions are hardly ever right, and that what you love and what's good for you are two completely different things.
The two people that are always going be there for you are Jesus and your mom, and even when your mom isn't there, Jesus is enough.
Facebook is the worst (or best?) procrastination tool, bugs appear out of nowhere and are a pain to get rid of, and people you love won't always love you back.
I learn that when someone says something bad about me I must live so that no one will believe it, doing the right thing will always be rewarded, everyone has something to teach you, and sometimes God takes good things out of your hands so he can put better things in them.
I learned that I want to get as far away as I can from Abilene, TX, but I also never want to leave, the coolest people are the ones that are further out there than the moon and the ones that have something to say, joy is uncircumstantial
But, (I saved the best for last) I learned that love sacrifices without expecting anything in return. Everything else is just imitation. And when you find love like that, cling to it for dear life, because it's going to be the one thing that saves your life.

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Am I the only one who worries about these things?

Musing. Thinking. About personalities and characters.
College is coming up so soon, and to be completely honest, I feel like I have to pick a persona. You know? Who I actually want people to see me as. Well.
The logical (and probably right) part of me says: "That's what college is for! Learning who you are! You don't have to have it figured out before you show up. You're thinking too much! Again!"
The.. uh.. illogical? right brained? Well, whatever you want to call it side of me is thinking "Do I want to be the ever elusive mystery? Do I want to be open, honest, and transparent? Do I want to be affable and friendly? Do I want to be part of every club, organization, and committee?"

Well. This is hard.
But is it important? Or completely unimportant?
I've always sort of felt like if you change the way people see you, you've lost some kind of credibility with people. They may or may not feel like you're being false, when you present an idea that seems out of character, start being more honest, or start dressing differently.
I guess that is what is prompting me to try and decide now. So that I don't "lose" the "credibility" (in my mind). So that I can be set, and I don't have to change later. But shouldn't I want to change? Shouldn't I be striving to be better, and to know God and myself better?
Yep.

We can be whoever we want. These people don't know us (mostly). We can start all over.
Is that the beauty of college? Or the down fall?
Do we try to be something we're not? or something we are, we were just too afraid to show before? Am I the only one who worries about these things?

Offering

Falling on my knees in worship
Giving all I am to seek Your face
Lord, all I am is Yours
My whole life I place in Your hands
God of Mercy, humbled I bow down
In Your presence at Your throne
Cause I called, You answered
And You came to my rescue
And I want to be where You are

But heck, let's make another one

I was thinking...
How hard would it be to start a magazine?
Cause things like that just don't get popular overnight.
Plus the internet is taking everything over anyways.
Here's my thought. I wanted to write for a Christian music magazine, but I didn't see one that particularly caught my eye that I would want to write for. So, could I make one? I'm not very good at being in charge of things. I would probably have to get someone to do that for me. But to have a job like Mike Shea--AP magazine. It seems like he does a lot of interviewing for their podcasts and going to shows. I'm not sure what the heck else he does but it's probably important and boring. For the record, I haven't actually read their magazine. They never seem to have a band that I like on the cover, so I don't buy it.
Anyways, so. Let's make a magazine of smart, awesome, Christian bands. There might be one already, but heck, let's make another one. Like there aren't already a thousand Cosmopolitans.

When?

When did we forget how to use our imaginations and make up the rules as we go along?

Oh, Charlie.

"Everything that can be invented has been invented."

-Charles H. Duell, 1899



Oh, Charlie. If you had only lived to see. My brother is talking to his voice activated laptop.