dreams

i hate to get to that part where i wake up! it seems like every time i have a good or interesting dream, it gets cut short, so i can never see the happy ending. otherwise, most of my dreams are strange or sad. and i often wake up exhausted from dreaming all night. my brain is sooo full it has to digest while i sleep!! of course, it never helps when i have late-night conversations with friends.

Day One

Well, yesterday was the first day of classes. I love them already. My credit load is fairly simple this fall, so I'm hoping to have plenty of time to work and help with church ministry. Right now I am up early because I was suppose to be going running with friends... but aparently I wasn't the only one who didn't want to get out of bed. I might be ambitious and go by myself... then I can set my own pace. But I guess I wouldn't have their challenge either.
I feel very strange about being back. Guess I haven't done this before. I'm excited, because I feel like a lot of exciting changes are going to be happening this year (whether me or someone else). I'm quite a bit more excited about the church ministry here instead of campus ministry. I don't think I will have time for very much of the latter.

Hello Moochamango

Well... cows say "moo"... and I like spanish... "mucha"... and "cha" makes me think of dancing (cha-cha!)... and mango for India and health.
So thus begins my diploma program of massage therapy in Bemidji. yay! Back to one of my favorite places... with my friends, studying, dancing...