On The Radio.

Hi, hi.

I know, I know.

I keep leaving. But, if it helps, I'm not leaving anytime soon. I'm just getting really busy with life and stuff like that.


But, as soon as I got home from camp, my power was out.

So my internet was down for three days.

So, after catching up on AfterEllen, and watching Pretty Little Liars, I figured I should blog.

Peru was two weeks of awesome.

Yeah, I minded that a lot. [Except not.]

Fuge was an experience were I witnessed eight middle school aged kids come to know the love of Christ.

And I came to know the love of Chelsea.

Or at least be slightly fascinated with her.
She taught my Spiritual Disciplines class while we were there. It was interesting. And, she's funny. And bright. And reminds me of this kid.

Just saying.

I don't know what to tell you.

I did the trust fall. I talked with a missionary who is around six years older than me multiple times.

I marveled at the fact that six 12 years old girls managed to get Oreo's stuck to our ceiling without the help of a chair.

I slept on a floor for a week because I had all the sixth grade girls in one room. [6 of them. five beds. Two of them cuddled. I was on the floor.]

I became better friends with my youth pastor, and myself.

I read an ahmazing book that I'm about to re-read. Highly recommended.

And, since it's nearly one a.m. I think it's sheet hitting time.

I'm gonna try and let my dog sleep with me tonight. The last time I did this, she chewed through my t.v. chord. My DVD chord, and my phone charger. So, I'mma try this.

Much love.

ARTIST: REGINA SPEKTOR