Monthly Archives: February 2012

The Fast Lane

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This picture is similar to how my life is right now. All over the place with no real direction. Taking 18 hours and working for Sidelines puts me all over the map. I go to school, interview people, transcribe, try to be social, write and article or two, and go to sleep. Well, I sleep sometimes. Usually sleep is at the bottom of my list of things to do.

Right now, it’s four o’clock in the morning, and I just woke up from essentially sleeping 18 hours in about the past 36. College is just a tiring place. A younger friend of mine apparently visited campus the other night. He told me because I had Lucky Charms and ice cream in my dining hall that I was livin’ the life. Oh, how that is not exactly true.

The past two months have been crazy. I feel like my head is spinning most of the time. I am not sure how it is already March. Wasn’t it just Christmas yesterday? I love my life going fast. I usually can’t stand it going any other way. Sometimes, I wonder though. If my life were to keep at this fast pace until die, what would happen?

I feel like I am in a car blowing by the world at 100 mph. I fear that I am going to run into something or someone and spiral out of control. Life feels pretty unsteady when it’s in the fast lane.

The Journey Home

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Sitting and talking with Jane in her colorful crocheted hat and red jacket felt like any everyday conversation. You wouldn’t know that behind her glasses and New York accent that she was a tornado victim with a mental disability.

More unexpectedly, you wouldn’t imagine that she was teacher with her masters in education and once an elementary school teacher. However, here she and I sat at the Journey Home this evening after my BCM family served her and several others a meal. Jane was unemployed and a little down on her luck, something she wasn’t afraid to share with total strangers.

The Journey Home, the facility where Jane and I sat and bantered, is a safe haven where the homeless or people just down on their luck come to find  food and love. They serve meals regularly throughout the week, and this Monday the BCM decided to offer dinner for anyone who needed it.

When I walked into the building tonight with the rest of my group, I didn’t know what to expect. Sometimes, I don’t feel like being a people person, and today was one of those days. I wanted to serve, but I was tired and it had been a long Monday. So, I offered to serve the food instead of talk to people.

God surprised me, though. I thought I had gotten out of talking with people until we ran out of people to serve. I took off my clear serving gloves and threw them in the trash. That’s where I saw Jane talking to one of my friends. Her mouth was going a mile a minute, and she intrigued me.

Michael, the man in charge, urged us to go and sit with the people who were eating while they finished their meal. I was hesitant. I was not in the right mindset to deal with people today especially people who I thought were sad and depressed.

So, I sat down in a green plastic chair and introduced myself to the woman across from me. She was friendly and had a smile on her face. Her smile surprised me most of all. I was not anticipating it at all.

I caught her in the middle of her story, but I remained quiet and listened attentively. She had just reached the part about her backpacking all over the country. I thought to myself, “Wow, she’s backpacked all over the country?” My curious nature always wants to know how people are in down-trodden situations. So I sat, waiting, hoping to find my answer.

She concluded by telling my friend and I that her house was torn to splinters a few years ago in the Good Friday tornadoes. Her house may have been almost rebuilt, but her spirit and mind weren’t. Despite her smile, her tragedy left with her with a disability and hard times.

I left the Journey Home with a great realization. Not everyone who are in terrible situations are sad. Lord knows I would be sad, depressed and irritable if I had to deal with the life hurdles Jane did. However, she kept her chin high and was open to telling her story and testimony.

Everyone has a story and sometimes it’s only a matter of sharing. More importantly, it’s only a matter of someone to listen to you. I am thankful and humbled by her story. She gave me a gift. I may have given her something to eat, but she gave me the gift hope and renewed light in this world. A light that isn’t so easily blown out.

Spinning the dial

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As I have driven all over creation these past few months to and fro from Murfressboro, I have spun my radio dial a time or two, trying to find new tunes. Not only that, but I need some serious walking music. MTSU isn’t exactly a small campus when it comes to walking around.

My finger has skipped song after song in efforts to satisfy me. The over one thousand songs I have now weren’t cutting it. Something had to give. I had to find something new. Something that could keep my attention for more than ten seconds.

My ears experienced several different bands, and I think they like what they hear. I can’t study to the same tunes I did in high school all the time. If it is possible to grow bored from music, I certainly have, and I am hunting Pandora and Spotify high and low for something new.

The one perk of my newsroom is that we have all eclectic tastes. Our Pandora in the office is playing something different, and I always find my foot tapping to something I had never heard. Sometimes, the music even makes me want to dance but that is a different story.

So here are a few of my new favorite college tunes. Are you ready for this? Some how I don’t think you are.

1) Freelance Whales: I know what you are thinking. Whales? As in whales that swim in the ocean? Well yes, that is apart of the name. This quirky band got my attention last week as I awaited my editing class. My news editor introduced them to me, and we listened to them with the rest of the people in our class. The music itself has an eclectic sound with its Metrostation meets Mumford & Sons feel. This techno sound with a hint of banjo is just the right combination.

2) Explosions in the Sky: If you’ve ever seen the show or the movie “Friday Night Lights,” you are more than familiar with the instrumental song that seems to tug at your heartstrings and emotions. Months ago, I had researched to see who played the theme to the TV show, and I discovered that I liked the band as much as I the show. The instrumental sounds are soothing and are great for studying. Since most songs don’t have lyrics, I don’t sing along nor do I feel the need to dance. This is exactly why it’s perfect studying.

3) Death Cab For Cutie: Before you ask me where I have been the past few years if I am just now liking this band, hold your breath. I listened to Death Cab’s slow melodic music my freshman and sophomore years of high school. “I Will Follow You into the Dark” is one my favorite songs, and it has a beautiful meaning. However, this band just got swept under the rug, and I just let them fall off my radar screen. Until recently that is. One of my friends heard “Stay Young Go Dancing” on Pandora, and she liked it so much she played it for me. Now, I have fallen in love with the Codes and Keys, the album they produced in 2011. For the past few articles I have written, I type in Codes and Keys on my Spotify and hit play. My newest writing music muse.

4) Kate Nash: Singer songwriter Kate Nash has lifted my spirits these past few months. Here poppy sound and English accent have a way to make my bob my head along and want to sing. Except, I don’t have the English accent to sing along with her. I want to compare her to Sara Bareilles since they write about similar topics, but some of her lyrics are as bitter as Adele. However, Nash has the edge that makes my ears ever wonder why I thought she was mellow in the first place. Nonetheless, her witty music has found her way to my playlist. Not the best homework jams, but hey what’s a girl to do?

5) Foster the People: I know, I know. You are going to declare I only like them because of their hit song “Pumped Up Kicks.” Guess what? You’re right. That is what got me listening to them. That and I listened to that song so many times that I learned to play the acoustic version of the song. I don’t even know how to properly describe this band. They incorporate different elements to their music to get the right blend of beats. Call it what you want, but they made it to my list. It’s on my must buy, in fact. Hopefully, it will end up on my iTunes sooner than later.

Laundry room ramblings

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Between the fire alarms and alarm clocks, I never have time to write for myself. Work and school take up 90 percent of my time while the little sliver I have left is dedicated to my social life. Yeah, my social life is small. Don’t judge.

I feel like life has turned a 180 on me. I look back at last year, and I am simply amazed. God has obviously worked in my life. Never in my wildest thoughts would I have imagined that I would be sitting in my dorm laundry room writing a blog. I was unaware that any of the things that have taken place would have ever happened at all.

So, here I sit at a Formica blue table listening to the dryer hum as I wait for my towels. Doors are slamming, but people are quiet for the most part. It is Friday night after all, so the majority has already hit the party scene.

Before I could put my fingers to the keys tonight, the fire alarm went off in my building. I was merely thankful I was awake for this one instead of grudgingly sliding out of bed half asleep.

Usually, I am seething when the fire alarm goes off. It always disrupts something I am trying to accomplish such as this blog post for instance. However, this time I grabbed my brown leather jacket and walked outside. Since it’s not really winter, it’s not terribly cold. Actually,  it is bearable so I didn’t mind. I hate standing with the crowd so I ventured down the sidewalk to a quieter spot. I stood and I thought.

I love my new life here at MTSU. I truly do. But as I have just finished one incredible week, I find myself missing simple things.

I miss…

  •  having a window that opens in my bedroom.
  • my church family.
  • all the people I left back home.
  • taking naps every day after school.
  • sleeping in late.
  • playing a sport.
  • seeing my best friends every day, all day.
  • having time to read a book.
  • writing for myself.
  • random trips on Saturdays.

And to be honest, that’s about all I miss for the time being. It’s a pretty short list compared to a lot of others I make. In hindsight, I am one blessed girl if that is all I am lacking in life.

We all want the past to the extend, but I am really looking forward to the future. Right now, my future consists of a laundry buzzer and folding towels.  Oh, college life.