There's so much on my mind lately
I can't make out my own thoughts anymore
I don't know where one begins and the other one ends
I wish I could push a button and turn it all off
For just a little while
Long enough to take a breath and then I'll know
It'll be okay, it'll be alright
There's so much that needs to be done lately
I can't make out what's important anymore
I don't know where my needs begin and someone else's ends
I don't wanna let anyone down
Because I feel like I'm falling down when I do
But for now would someone please volunteer and say
It'll be okay, it'll be alright
Life is so hard for everyone
So let's just blow it all off
Just for a little while
It'll still be there when we get back
I always try to solve all our problems by working real hard
Going just another mile
But every now and then I think we should let it go and say
It'll be okay, it'll be alright
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Ahhh...
Statement:
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrgguuugh uh
Response:
"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."
- Matthew 11:28-30 from The Message
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhrgguuugh uh
Response:
"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."
- Matthew 11:28-30 from The Message
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Roadies
Last night I got to ride in an van. From California. With 3 Roadies. Invisible Children Roadies.
The Deep South Tour for Invisible Children came through Auburn last night. We had an event on the concourse yesterday where we told people about the situation in Uganda. Once they were made aware, we inflated red balloons tied to bags of sand that we placed all over Cater Lawn. It was so cool to see about 100 balloons on the concourse.
Later that night we had a showing of the documentary about Emmy an HIV/AIDS orphan. I'm not going to lie, it was really hard to watch. All I could think about was the kids I knew in Africa and they are so much like Emmy.
Once the film was over we updated everyone there about the program Schools4Schools and simply chatted with people who wanted to get involved with our Chapter at Auburn. I got to hang out with the Roadies for a good while and they were amazing people.
I asked the girls about internships and they said that if you had a specific skill (like a film major or design) you were more likely to get the internship. They only take 4-8 for a summer so it's a slim chance. The recommended that I call the office in San Diego just to inquire about interning under their designers. Who knows...maybe it will happen.
Regardless, it was cool to meet each of them and hear their story about Invisible Children. They're on the road for 6 weeks and today they are in Atlanta. One of the roadies will be back in the spring. At that point she will have been on the road for a year. Wow.
As for me there isn't much to report here. School is still beating me into the ground but I'm taking the hits pretty well. I'm going to the ACSC Fall Retreat this weekend and I can't tell you how badly I need this. It's going to be so much fun even though not all of my posse will be there. Sadness.
Ah that's enough procrastinating. Also I would like to point out the question that has been asked to me over 103 times this week: "What are you going to do with your life?" Here let me: "I have absolutely no idea. What do you think I should do?"
That's all I've got. As always, thanks for stopping by!
The Deep South Tour for Invisible Children came through Auburn last night. We had an event on the concourse yesterday where we told people about the situation in Uganda. Once they were made aware, we inflated red balloons tied to bags of sand that we placed all over Cater Lawn. It was so cool to see about 100 balloons on the concourse.
Later that night we had a showing of the documentary about Emmy an HIV/AIDS orphan. I'm not going to lie, it was really hard to watch. All I could think about was the kids I knew in Africa and they are so much like Emmy.
Once the film was over we updated everyone there about the program Schools4Schools and simply chatted with people who wanted to get involved with our Chapter at Auburn. I got to hang out with the Roadies for a good while and they were amazing people.
I asked the girls about internships and they said that if you had a specific skill (like a film major or design) you were more likely to get the internship. They only take 4-8 for a summer so it's a slim chance. The recommended that I call the office in San Diego just to inquire about interning under their designers. Who knows...maybe it will happen.
Regardless, it was cool to meet each of them and hear their story about Invisible Children. They're on the road for 6 weeks and today they are in Atlanta. One of the roadies will be back in the spring. At that point she will have been on the road for a year. Wow.
As for me there isn't much to report here. School is still beating me into the ground but I'm taking the hits pretty well. I'm going to the ACSC Fall Retreat this weekend and I can't tell you how badly I need this. It's going to be so much fun even though not all of my posse will be there. Sadness.
Ah that's enough procrastinating. Also I would like to point out the question that has been asked to me over 103 times this week: "What are you going to do with your life?" Here let me: "I have absolutely no idea. What do you think I should do?"
That's all I've got. As always, thanks for stopping by!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Annoying Academia
Hey friends and family!
I know it's been what might seem like an eternity to you since I last updated. I have, as my painting professor put it "chained myself to an easel" but replace easel with a laptop. My face has been glued to this screen for the past week. Zach came over tonight as I was working and said "You're not going to stop looking at that logo are you?" as he tried to get me to take a break.
Yeah, it's gotten that intense. Over the past year I had become more lack in my design work but I was in for a rude awakening during my Design I class last Thursday. My professor, as they say, "ate me, chewed me up, spit me out, and stuck me in his hair". Honestly I have no idea what that means but it doesn't sound pleasant which equals my sentiments toward this class.
I have exactly 7 days in which to design a business card, letter head, envelope, and folder. Now to you that may not sound like something strenuous but please trust me when I say that it will take over 30 hours to complete what I mentioned above. Yeah, gotta love design...
On top of that I have an art history exam on Thursday. She kindly, if you choose such a word, sent us a study guide which is more vague than Bush's strategy in Iraq. (Sorry I just couldn't resist and please don't e-mail me with political commentary because my time is limited). I haven't the foggiest idea how to study for the exam.
I do believe the highlight of my week was receiving my exam grade in Biology. My professor decides to call out each person (all 400+) of us to come get their test. During this time everyone was allowed to, in his words, "Do whatever you want". As I sat working on sketches I listened in on my fellow classmates. There was a circle of girls chatting away in front of me when I heard the following deceleration: "Ohhh my goooood! I was so !@$% wasted from going out on the night before that I was too !@#$ hung over to study for the !@#$ test. Ooooh yay! I got a !@#$ 92.5!"
I. Kid. You. Not. I had studied for four days and through the weekend only to make below the class average. Awesome.
Regardless of how annoying academia can be, I realize that I only have to hang on for a year and 93 days until I get that glorious golden ticket....er, diploma. I mean, who's counting? Haa.
Hopefully this week will be smoother than the last!
As always, thanks for stopping by.
I know it's been what might seem like an eternity to you since I last updated. I have, as my painting professor put it "chained myself to an easel" but replace easel with a laptop. My face has been glued to this screen for the past week. Zach came over tonight as I was working and said "You're not going to stop looking at that logo are you?" as he tried to get me to take a break.
Yeah, it's gotten that intense. Over the past year I had become more lack in my design work but I was in for a rude awakening during my Design I class last Thursday. My professor, as they say, "ate me, chewed me up, spit me out, and stuck me in his hair". Honestly I have no idea what that means but it doesn't sound pleasant which equals my sentiments toward this class.
I have exactly 7 days in which to design a business card, letter head, envelope, and folder. Now to you that may not sound like something strenuous but please trust me when I say that it will take over 30 hours to complete what I mentioned above. Yeah, gotta love design...
On top of that I have an art history exam on Thursday. She kindly, if you choose such a word, sent us a study guide which is more vague than Bush's strategy in Iraq. (Sorry I just couldn't resist and please don't e-mail me with political commentary because my time is limited). I haven't the foggiest idea how to study for the exam.
I do believe the highlight of my week was receiving my exam grade in Biology. My professor decides to call out each person (all 400+) of us to come get their test. During this time everyone was allowed to, in his words, "Do whatever you want". As I sat working on sketches I listened in on my fellow classmates. There was a circle of girls chatting away in front of me when I heard the following deceleration: "Ohhh my goooood! I was so !@$% wasted from going out on the night before that I was too !@#$ hung over to study for the !@#$ test. Ooooh yay! I got a !@#$ 92.5!"
I. Kid. You. Not. I had studied for four days and through the weekend only to make below the class average. Awesome.
Regardless of how annoying academia can be, I realize that I only have to hang on for a year and 93 days until I get that glorious golden ticket....er, diploma. I mean, who's counting? Haa.
Hopefully this week will be smoother than the last!
As always, thanks for stopping by.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Red Bull is False Advertisement
"Red Bull gives you wings"
More like a drug enduced COMA!
Last night I decided after SPEAK (that's our drama group at the ACSC) rehersal I decided I would gulp down at least a gallon of caffiene to work through the evening. The phrase "mountains of work" doesn't adequately convey the magnitude of my to-do list. I went to the grocery store to grab some milk as well as a beverage to quince my addiction to caffiene. Yes I have an addiction to caffiene and they say that the first step to recovery is admittance...
As I was walking down the isles with George-Welty-esque ADD kicking in, I recalled a conversation I had with Daniel. He, like myself, is addicted to the energy enhancement of caffiene and recommended consuming a Red Bull when one is in dire need of an all-nighter. I grabbed a can at the counter and decided to try it while wondering if wings would sprout off my back like the commerical.
First off the thing tastes like coughed up cough syrup or as Jessica put it in a nicer tone "liquid lollipops" yet I believe my testimony to be more acurate. After drinking the fowl concotion I waited for the "enhanced energy and ability to concentrate increase as soon as beverage is consumed" promise written on the back of the can to come to true.
Slowly I started to become drowsy. I got up and moved around to get my blood going again. After about 30 minutes of studying I face plant into my biology notes. I mean we're talking drool and everything. The next thing I know it's midnight, I'm in my bed fully clothed and feeling like someone stuck a tranquilizer dart into my bum.
I remember throwing my hands up in frustration, without leaving the bed of course, and resolved that I was too incoherent to study more or less drive to studio in order to finish my paintings for class the next day. I ended up sleeping like a log for seven hours.
Thanks Red Bull enducing me to try your beverage of LIES. Next time I'm just going to go for the double espresso.
More like a drug enduced COMA!
Last night I decided after SPEAK (that's our drama group at the ACSC) rehersal I decided I would gulp down at least a gallon of caffiene to work through the evening. The phrase "mountains of work" doesn't adequately convey the magnitude of my to-do list. I went to the grocery store to grab some milk as well as a beverage to quince my addiction to caffiene. Yes I have an addiction to caffiene and they say that the first step to recovery is admittance...
As I was walking down the isles with George-Welty-esque ADD kicking in, I recalled a conversation I had with Daniel. He, like myself, is addicted to the energy enhancement of caffiene and recommended consuming a Red Bull when one is in dire need of an all-nighter. I grabbed a can at the counter and decided to try it while wondering if wings would sprout off my back like the commerical.
First off the thing tastes like coughed up cough syrup or as Jessica put it in a nicer tone "liquid lollipops" yet I believe my testimony to be more acurate. After drinking the fowl concotion I waited for the "enhanced energy and ability to concentrate increase as soon as beverage is consumed" promise written on the back of the can to come to true.
Slowly I started to become drowsy. I got up and moved around to get my blood going again. After about 30 minutes of studying I face plant into my biology notes. I mean we're talking drool and everything. The next thing I know it's midnight, I'm in my bed fully clothed and feeling like someone stuck a tranquilizer dart into my bum.
I remember throwing my hands up in frustration, without leaving the bed of course, and resolved that I was too incoherent to study more or less drive to studio in order to finish my paintings for class the next day. I ended up sleeping like a log for seven hours.
Thanks Red Bull enducing me to try your beverage of LIES. Next time I'm just going to go for the double espresso.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Are you in?
Hey everyone!
Well it's been a while since I've updated. This week has been beyond the simple word of business. It's more like school is eating my face right off but I'm surviving with or without sleep. For example last night I flipped out because I realized how much I had to accomplish this weekend. I stayed up until 4am doing laundry, cleaning up the house and working on a tshirt design. I just woke up around 12! Ridiculous.
While I was moving clothes into my messy room I realized something. Whenever I have been stressed out to the maximum or simply feeling like my work in Auburn was pointless He brought up Africa again.
Take this for example: it was late one night and I was hungry. There wasn't much open besides fast food so I decided to hop in my car and go to Bruno's for something green to satisfy my pallet. I had had a rough day and as I walked through the grocery store I just felt so overwhelmed. When I went to check out I was signing the receipt in the deserted Bruno's when the cashier asked me "What's your ring?" She pointed to the ginyame symbol and I explained that it meant "Without God, we are nothing". The lady smiled and replied "Well I like frogs." Yes, that's exactly what she said. I stammered back "Oh...yeah, frogs are cool too." I proceeded to laugh uncontrollably as I drove home. I love when God appeals to my sense of humor.
This morning I checked on Facebook and George sent me a beautiful message with his prayer for me. A prayer. On Facebook. From Africa. It doesn't get much better than that.
On Thursday I had class all day long. I was exhausted and frustrated from my week of running around. I went to Encounter and, as usual, God showed up. I sat there in the pew as Matt explained what it would be like if we committed to helping orphans in Uganda. He showed pictures of kids outside of a brand new house with a house mom. I started sobbing. All I could think of was Ghana and knowing that those kids in Uganda needed the hope I saw at the VoH. I want to be a part of that. I wanted to jump up in the middle of his talk and shout "I WANT TO HELP MATT! SEND MEEEEEE!"
He challenged us that with $20 a month we could build that house in Uganda. We could help orphans in China with cleft pallets and provide health care when they were abandoned. We could print A MILLION BIBLES a MONTH to send to underground churches in China. The man who owns the printing company said that they had so many requests for Bibles that they simply didn't have the funds to print at their maximum capacity. We could do that. We could give someone in Vietnam a Bible in their OWN language that they haven't had access to in over 40 years since the Communist party banned the Word. On top of that we could send people there! Graduates who can go to Uganda or China or Vietnam because when Matt asked them they were floored and mumbled "You want to send more than money? You want to come!?" Oh yes, yes we do.
I know that some people start to fidget when it comes to finances. There's always the question "Will my money really go there?" Honestly think about this. Is it even our money to begin with? Isn't God the one who blesses us with what we have? Shouldn't we, as stewards of our billions of blessing, trust that God will take what we give to the right place?
Perhaps in my youth I'm naive but to be perfectly honest I'd rather take that risk that horde what I have all to myself. If you read in the New Testament through the parables of Jesus in Luke, it doesn't work out so well.
So I'm here to tell you that I'm in. As Matt asked this same question I ask of you: "Are you in?"
If you are, and want some more information just let me know. Thanks for stopping by!
- Check out the Podcast: Grace Campus Ministry for a full update
Well it's been a while since I've updated. This week has been beyond the simple word of business. It's more like school is eating my face right off but I'm surviving with or without sleep. For example last night I flipped out because I realized how much I had to accomplish this weekend. I stayed up until 4am doing laundry, cleaning up the house and working on a tshirt design. I just woke up around 12! Ridiculous.
While I was moving clothes into my messy room I realized something. Whenever I have been stressed out to the maximum or simply feeling like my work in Auburn was pointless He brought up Africa again.
Take this for example: it was late one night and I was hungry. There wasn't much open besides fast food so I decided to hop in my car and go to Bruno's for something green to satisfy my pallet. I had had a rough day and as I walked through the grocery store I just felt so overwhelmed. When I went to check out I was signing the receipt in the deserted Bruno's when the cashier asked me "What's your ring?" She pointed to the ginyame symbol and I explained that it meant "Without God, we are nothing". The lady smiled and replied "Well I like frogs." Yes, that's exactly what she said. I stammered back "Oh...yeah, frogs are cool too." I proceeded to laugh uncontrollably as I drove home. I love when God appeals to my sense of humor.
This morning I checked on Facebook and George sent me a beautiful message with his prayer for me. A prayer. On Facebook. From Africa. It doesn't get much better than that.
On Thursday I had class all day long. I was exhausted and frustrated from my week of running around. I went to Encounter and, as usual, God showed up. I sat there in the pew as Matt explained what it would be like if we committed to helping orphans in Uganda. He showed pictures of kids outside of a brand new house with a house mom. I started sobbing. All I could think of was Ghana and knowing that those kids in Uganda needed the hope I saw at the VoH. I want to be a part of that. I wanted to jump up in the middle of his talk and shout "I WANT TO HELP MATT! SEND MEEEEEE!"
He challenged us that with $20 a month we could build that house in Uganda. We could help orphans in China with cleft pallets and provide health care when they were abandoned. We could print A MILLION BIBLES a MONTH to send to underground churches in China. The man who owns the printing company said that they had so many requests for Bibles that they simply didn't have the funds to print at their maximum capacity. We could do that. We could give someone in Vietnam a Bible in their OWN language that they haven't had access to in over 40 years since the Communist party banned the Word. On top of that we could send people there! Graduates who can go to Uganda or China or Vietnam because when Matt asked them they were floored and mumbled "You want to send more than money? You want to come!?" Oh yes, yes we do.
I know that some people start to fidget when it comes to finances. There's always the question "Will my money really go there?" Honestly think about this. Is it even our money to begin with? Isn't God the one who blesses us with what we have? Shouldn't we, as stewards of our billions of blessing, trust that God will take what we give to the right place?
Perhaps in my youth I'm naive but to be perfectly honest I'd rather take that risk that horde what I have all to myself. If you read in the New Testament through the parables of Jesus in Luke, it doesn't work out so well.
So I'm here to tell you that I'm in. As Matt asked this same question I ask of you: "Are you in?"
If you are, and want some more information just let me know. Thanks for stopping by!
- Check out the Podcast: Grace Campus Ministry for a full update
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Announcement
I am to the point of deciding that design is indeed a curse instead of a blessing in disguise.
I am not a machine.
I am a human being.
That is all.
I am not a machine.
I am a human being.
That is all.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Clutter and Sushi
Presently I'm sitting in my study with a pile of text books, library books, a backpack, colored pencils, CDs, random pens and pencils scattered everywhere, tape, highlighters, a digital camera, envelopes, letters, pencil sharpener, and not to mention a heavy downpour of papers strewn throughout the 12ft vicinity.
I glanced over to my room and the same could be said about its condition with clothes in mind instead of school supplies.
It is in these moments, however rare they occur, that I think to myself "Hello my name is Megan and I have too much clutter."
A true statement. Now, let me tell you something. My parents are professional experts when it comes to anti-clutter-ism. Believe you me, Windex runs in the Forrester veins excluding myself of course. I do enjoy a good mound of clutter being that it appeals to my artistic nature as well as a small form of inner-rebellion against my cleaning heritage. Hey, we've all got to get our kicks some way. Even so, I think it's become an entire mountain range in comparison to a mound and I keep tripping over the peaks. I have the bruises to prove it. That or I'm just extremely clumsy. Probably a combination of the two aforementioned reasons.
Maybe I can take a pick ax to them on Wednesday.
On a very random note I ate some incredible sushi this weekend. I know that it's not for everyone but if you happen to be one of those types I highly recommend Juliana Tokyo downtown or the new place on College St called Fiji. Fiji is cheaper with extremely slow service when they get busy yet the sushi is still amazing. Juliana Tokyo has the best Tuna Crunch Roll I've ever put in my mouth. I mean - manna from heaven.
In more generic terms I had a good weekend. I got to see my grandmother from TN and chat about Africa which always makes my afternoon. It was good to see here since it has been since Christmas. Wow it's insane how fast time flies it makes me want to nail a clock to the wall in prevention of that happening. I'm not sure it would work, but I think it would be a neat concept for an instillation piece. Argh art on the brain. See what school does to me?
Auburn won their first home game. Barely. It was a shabby game but the band looked good. I also got to hang out with the posse which is always hysterical. We decided that if someone made our lives into a reality show it would mimic the antics of Friends. Excellent.
This week is rather hectic for me. I have a HUGE pdf presentation for Design I about our first project. To be honest I'm quite terrified but hopefully I'll pull through on heavy amounts of caffeine, brute determination and my limited artistic intuition. Oh to be taught design...that would be something now wouldn't it?
Enough procrastinating. I need to gather my things for my marathon of classes tomorrow. As always, thanks for stopping by.
I glanced over to my room and the same could be said about its condition with clothes in mind instead of school supplies.
It is in these moments, however rare they occur, that I think to myself "Hello my name is Megan and I have too much clutter."
A true statement. Now, let me tell you something. My parents are professional experts when it comes to anti-clutter-ism. Believe you me, Windex runs in the Forrester veins excluding myself of course. I do enjoy a good mound of clutter being that it appeals to my artistic nature as well as a small form of inner-rebellion against my cleaning heritage. Hey, we've all got to get our kicks some way. Even so, I think it's become an entire mountain range in comparison to a mound and I keep tripping over the peaks. I have the bruises to prove it. That or I'm just extremely clumsy. Probably a combination of the two aforementioned reasons.
Maybe I can take a pick ax to them on Wednesday.
On a very random note I ate some incredible sushi this weekend. I know that it's not for everyone but if you happen to be one of those types I highly recommend Juliana Tokyo downtown or the new place on College St called Fiji. Fiji is cheaper with extremely slow service when they get busy yet the sushi is still amazing. Juliana Tokyo has the best Tuna Crunch Roll I've ever put in my mouth. I mean - manna from heaven.
In more generic terms I had a good weekend. I got to see my grandmother from TN and chat about Africa which always makes my afternoon. It was good to see here since it has been since Christmas. Wow it's insane how fast time flies it makes me want to nail a clock to the wall in prevention of that happening. I'm not sure it would work, but I think it would be a neat concept for an instillation piece. Argh art on the brain. See what school does to me?
Auburn won their first home game. Barely. It was a shabby game but the band looked good. I also got to hang out with the posse which is always hysterical. We decided that if someone made our lives into a reality show it would mimic the antics of Friends. Excellent.
This week is rather hectic for me. I have a HUGE pdf presentation for Design I about our first project. To be honest I'm quite terrified but hopefully I'll pull through on heavy amounts of caffeine, brute determination and my limited artistic intuition. Oh to be taught design...that would be something now wouldn't it?
Enough procrastinating. I need to gather my things for my marathon of classes tomorrow. As always, thanks for stopping by.
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