i notice an inverse relationship between my quality of life and my posting to this thing. i feel like i’m kinda shouting at the darkness, only to be occassionally shocked that good friends are out there utterly confused my my multiple personalities. i guess my mom gets it most of the time. Oh well.
i guess the point of that is that i’m having an amazingly fantastic time in Austin. Joshua Marcoux is destroying my body. There’s something masochistic about working out with a guy 4 inches shorter and 30 pounds heavier than you. But that’s what i’ve decided to do.
My life this next semester broken down into bitesize chunks. The order is vaguely correct, but will be shuffled as stuff goes down, since my priorities change massively depending on how many people are depending on me and how firm the commitment is.
- Freshman ministry: all i know is i’m stoked.
- I’ve got a job, much to the dismay of my parents. 10 hours a week, MW 9-2. More details when it’s not 1 am.
- VP Corporate of the UTACM. Aparently it’s spelled restaurants. Who knew?
- Continued discipleship with John Murchison
- 12 hours of school. 3 hours CS, 3 hours MIS, 3 hours Management, 3 hours finance
- I’ve got an unpaid job working for Alex Castano’s campaign for Texas state congress. I’m doing all the database/tech stuff. If i actually cared about the business world, this is a HUGE resume builder.
- Webteam at Stone
- Kids Ministry at Stone (i’ve got the walkers)
- Things conspicuously absent:
- BYX. Conflicts with ACM Senior Officer meetings. I love those boys and especially those men. But when push comes to shove, it’s all about the church, and BYX isn’t a church.
- ROI. i’ll drop in, but i can’t spend time there.
- Television: i hate it.
- Free time.
This semester is going to be taxing to say the very least. As it is currently laid out, it is physically impossible with my current sleep habits, discipline and time management. Therefore, all three of these things will change. If i blow this, not only will this semester be a spectacular failure, i will actually bring other people down with me. i’m not sure whether i’m excited or terrified, i think it’s probably both. And that’s the way it should be.
i go into this with eyes wide open. i don’t have what it takes of myself, but luckily i’m not alone, there is always a lamp to light my way.