Thursday, May 27, 2010

Clerc Hall

I think its time for a little DC update, I got more information from Gallaudet some good news and some bad. The good news is I know where I am living. Its in Clerc Hall, I'm excited it looks like its close to the track which is great. I'm hoping that will be good motivation to work out while I'm gone. Other information about Clerc hall, it was named after Laurent Clerc the first deaf teacher in America. The building it self is 9 floors high, most of the rooms are quads meaning four people to one room. Which adds in an interesting dynamic, I figured I would be dealing with one roommate, looks like I could be dealing with 4. Sweet! That may or may not have been sarcastic. One more interesting fact about Clerc Hall, it was the first co-ed dorm. Dealing with 4 girls and now boys, Sweet! Once again that may or may not be sarcastic. Over all the place looks nice, about as nice as college dorms built in the 1970's should look.
As for the bad news, Gallaudet emailed me saying that I need more shots. BOO! There goes another hundred bucks I wasn't plan on spending. Its bad enough that I have to let them stick me in the arm but on top of that I have to pay them to do it.
So that's the latest update. 18 days to go!

Saturday, May 22, 2010

GET ME OUT OF HERE!

This trip to DC can't come soon enough! I'm beginning to feel like I'm going to combust before I even get on that airplane. Life has got me feeling so claustrophobic right now, its like been backed into a corner by all my commitments with work, school, church, family Ugh! There are probably several factors weighing into how unimaginably pissy I am at this very moment. I just need to get away.

(Just let it be known that my life is great. I have a zillion things to be thankful for, but at this moment I'm going to be a brat and set those thoughts all aside so I can complain.)

Work, is just work, its the same thing day in a day out. (Its a good job, and without it I wouldn't be able to get away) It just makes me feel stuck. I hate feeling stuck.

School is taking forever. My friends have been out for months. (However without school I'd have no reason to take this trip in the first place, and I would have no drive for the future.) It just makes me so antsy when I've got friends wanting to hang out with me but I can't because I've still got school.

Church can be a bit consuming. (But then again the happiest moments I have in my week are usually when I'm helping my young women)

Family is stressful. My mom is loosing her mind. I feel like shes constantly on edge. I'm afraid to make any sudden movements or I might just do her in. I don't think we've been this agitated with each other since the summer before I left for college. (Then again I love her and my family)

Its just time to do something new. I'm the type of person who likes to be random and spontaneous. I don't like plans. I just prefer to do what ever comes. That's probably why I'm going crazy right now, its just with all the obligations I've made for myself I feel completely stuck.

I just have to keep telling myself that I am almost there. I've just got two more weeks of work, followed by one week of prepping along with church calling stuff and then I'm free. Free to get my butt out of Utah away from all my current obligations.

I feel a bit ridiculous complaining like this. Mostly because I know how lucky I am, and how much I have to be thankful for, but for this moment I don't want to be mature, responsible or reasonable. (I blame the surplus of hormones flowing through my body that are making me act like a fourteen year old girl again.)

I've just got to get out! PLEASE!! Send me a tornado to whisk me away. I don't want to be in Kansas any more!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Be Tho An Example

1 Timothy 4:12 "Let no man despise they youth; but be tho an example of the believers, in word, in conversation, in charity, in spirit, in faith, in purity."

Today we had a lesson about being a witness of Christ. In the lesson Jessica told a story from her personal experience. When she was sixteen she had to opportunity to go on a youth service project. She would be traveling to the other side of Canada. Most likely there wouldn't be any other Members of the Church in her group. Before leaving she prayed that she might be able to have a missionary experience while serving with this youth group. Upon arriving she meet one other girl who was LDS, together they sparked the interested of one of their peers. This peer took the missionary discussions and was later converted to the gospel. Jessica got just what she had asked for, a missionary experience. With tears in her eyes she expressed how wonderful it felt to bring the gospel to someones life.

Her story got me thinking about myself and the upcoming trip to DC. I am very aware that most of the people I come in contact with will not be familiar with The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and if they are there is a good possibility that they have been misinformed leading to negative thoughts. I'm aware that I will be put into positions where I will have to explain myself and my beliefs and I feel I am fully prepared for that. However I haven't given much thought about actually bringing someone to the gospel.

I guess that area has aways been something that is difficult for me. I have no problem sharing how I feel or what I believe, I just feel awkward when I do it outside of a church setting. I don't want my non-mormon friends to feel pressured. Mormon or not they are my friends and I love them. I would never try to change them just so we could be the same.

However, I do love my church. I believe in its teachings. I love Christ and all he has done for me. I personally feel that through the LDS church I can best become like Christ and be able to reach my highest level of exaltation and happiness. The peace, hope and joy that comes from these beliefs are beyond worth to me. I wish this same kind of peace, hope and joy with anyone I come in contact with, especially my friends.

This lesson got me thinking, should I be praying for a missionary experience? I know I will be an example of what I believe. Obviously I should aways be an example, but maybe I should want to do more. I'm not going to lie I am afraid to ask for a missionary experience. I know I shouldn't be, why should I be afraid to give someone a chance at peace, hope and joy. Maybe it comes down to being vulnerable. My religion is the core of who i am, if I truly open up to someone about my religion and they reject it, there is a good chance I will feel like they have rejected me.

Then again, when I think about my life I know I couldn't have gotten through it will out my faith in God the Father, Jesus Christ and all the prophets past and present. How selfish is it to not share that peace with people simply because I am afraid.

I don't plan to be forceful or overbearing, I simply plan on being honest. This is me, this is who I am, this is what I believe and this is what makes me happy. I hope that I am given the opportunity that meet someone who is in search of that happiness. I will try my best to follow that charge laid out in 1 Timothy 4:16 "Take heed unto thyself, and unto the doctrine; continue in them: for in doing this thou shalt both save thyself, and them that hear you."

Saturday, May 8, 2010

I wouldn't have to work hard.Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum. If I were a biddy biddy rich,Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

Gallaudet finally took my money! Normally I wouldn't be happy about someone taking a large sum of money out of my bank account however in this instance I am thrilled! It just means that I am one step closer.

Its funny how this journey has already taught me things even though I haven't left yet. So far what I've learned from this trip to DC is how to MANAGE MONEY! For example, I've had pretty much a full time job since August. In August I felt like I was living pay check to pay check. I'd get paid every two weeks and it would always be right as a was about to draw into my line of credit. In January I decided to go to DC, that's when I started budgeting my money. I decided to give myself 50 dollars for every two weeks. Keep in mind that includes money for gas, and filling up my car cost about 35-40 dollars. So really I was giving myself ten or fifteen dollars of fun money. When I first made this plan I honestly didn't think I could do it. After all I was spending my whole pay check every two weeks. Now I was planning on only spending a small fraction of my pay check.

Whats crazy though is how well its worked out! At first it was hard, I had become very accustomed to going out to eat, seeing lots of movies and buying what ever clothes I wanted. Now days I don't see as many movies, eat as much fast food (which is good for me in more then one way) or do as much shopping but I really don't feel like I'm missing out on anything. I still have fun, I've just learned how to have fun without breaking the bank.

Managing money is stressful. I have learned that, and I'm sure as I get older it will get harder and harder. However I am really thankful that this trip has taught me how to budget as well as taught me how to pay a faithful tithe.

I've always been a tithe payer, its never been a big deal, mostly because money wasn't a big deal. I don't think I can honestly say I even paid out of faith it was just more I paid out of habit. Once money became a bigger deal to me I noticed myself actually thinking about the money I was "Sacrificing." I had heard many stories from people saying that they didn't know how they were going to pay for houses, groceries, car payments but they would pay their tithing and some how it would all work out. I decided to lean on their testimonies of tithing and now that I have I don't regret it at all. Sure I'm the one who did the planning the budgeting, but for me to accomplish what I had planned took a drastic change in my habits and any time I make a drastic change for the better I can't help but feel like the Lord was there helping me along the way.

In the play Fiddler On The Roof Tevye exclaims, "Would is ruin some vast eternal plan, if I were a wealthy man?" I can't answer that question for Tevye, all I know is that if this trip was just handed to me I wouldn't have learned how to budget my money. A skill which I'm sure I will refine and use for the rest of my life. In that way this journey has already taken effect on my "vast eternal plan."Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum!