Once again I sit here on a Monday afternoon with an hour before my next class. So how do I waste my time? I rid myself of my weekly blogging responsibilities at the Dwinelle Computing facility.
Friday was pretty chaotic. Actually it was pretty chill until my brother, who was coming to visit, called and told me he was lost meaning he would be running a bit late, and this was coming when I had to run to large group in about fifteen minutes. And he also told me that I had forgotten to call my mom all day about wishing her a happy birthday. No before you all go thinking that I'm the worst son ever, do remember that my parents' birthdays are on the moon calendar, meaning it changes every year. I didn't even find out it was her birthday until two days earlier. Heck my parents don't even know the exact date in which they were born since they grew up going by the moon calendar.
AND THEN a few minutes later Nikki calls me and tells me that they're going go and pray for large group in like five minutes. Since I knew I was going to miss that, I decided I was going to try and make it in for the check in time, meaning I had to run to Evans in like 10 minutes, even though Evans is easily a 15-20 minute walk. On my way over, my brother calls and lets me know he's nearby, so I had to try and find him driving on Telegraph and we made our way over.
AND THEN I let my brother go so he could go get parking, but I sent Kwan after him since I had to check in, and in the midst of it, I gave him my cell phone so he could talk to my bro. A few minutes later I realized I was supposed to call Korey and let him know that he didn't have to wait for him. Poor Korey, he sat in the apartment for a while by himself waiting for my call.
AND THEN there was the typical frantic nature from myself, getting the last minute things of the skit ready before large group started. And I'm sitting there the entire time wondering where in the heck my brother was.
All in all, I thought the skit went pretty well, although I think it may have lost a few people. But considering that DJ didn't have any formal acting experience (at least to my knowledge), and that I had given Shirley the script like two days before, I thought it went pretty smoothly.
Worship was particularly good in my opinion. It was the best I've felt about worship in a while.
Afterwards we played capture the flag, which I realized half way through was he most inane and pointless game ever. I realized you run and you sit for absolutely no reason. As you can tell, I was in jail for 20 minutes. I'm bitter.
I went home for the weekend, and got to spend some time with my family, my dad in particular, and I hung out with Duke and Grant on Saturday night. We decided early on, that we just wanted to chill and catch up and see how we were doing. We ended up hanging out at Barnes and Noble eating really nasty rice krispy treats and reading a ridiculously stupid JLA (Justice League America) comic book. Kwan joined us as Duke left, and we just drove around and checked out the new McDonalds. That's how bored we are. Oh yeh, and Grant's car is pretty darn sweet.
I decided I should write this now, just because I don't know how long this will last. When people ask me how I'm doing, I respond "fine." And right now I can honestly say that's true. I mean this past weekend was pretty chaotic, especially with the whole forgetting mom's birthday thing (although I didn't entirely forget, I spoke to her later that night), but with the exception of that I'm really doing well I think. I'm enjoying my classes for the most part, everything's great with my family, I have an awesome group of friends, my fellowship is treating me well, the drama ministry is starting to get underway, I feel like I'm comfortable with God, so really there doesn't seem to be much to complain about. Perhaps I'm subconsciously ignoring something that's really bothering me, but really I think I'm doing fine. Just dandy, thank you.
Maybe I could say something about the lack of drama, meaning I'm lacking some real excitement, but as my man Mr. Sharp would say, "Drama's no good dude." Amen brother.
-Phil