If nothing else, maybe Economics will get me a date:)

Economy
Undergraduate Economics Sees Popularity Surge
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All Things Considered, March 1, 2009 · At Ohio’s Oberlin College, registration in undergrad economics classes is up 25 percent this year, and the chair of the department says he’s never seen anything like it. Host Robert Smith finds a similar surge in the classrooms of American University and across the country. So is undergraduate economics getting sexier? In a word: yes.

So I should be sleeping..but I have too many thoughts going through my head to attempt to sleep, plus I am waiting for my best friend to get here!

Do you ever just want to tell people to stop it? That’s kinda how I feel right now..I just want people to stop-to stop telling me what I should and should not do. To stop telling me without this or that I am going to regret life or not make any money. To let me change my mind every freaking day and that be ok. I am just tired of it. I came to college being promised the best years of my life..they lied. I haven’t disliked all of it..but I am ready to be done. And if I drop one of my majors back to a minor then I will be able to graduate next December-a semester early!! Honestly, I can’t tell you how good that thought is looking right now. I am so ready to move on in my life. I am tired of people asking me what I am going to do with my life. I HAVE NO IDEA! I am majoring in economics–not the most specific degree, but I love it. However, I want to be a mom and a wife and do something that will impact people’s lives. You don’t have to have a degree to do that. And I will have a degree–a hard degree at that and one that will make it easier to get into grad school if I decide to do that. Maybe that is just me not being content, but I am homesick, lonely, frustrated more then half the time, and ready to be done with school. I put way too much pressure on myself to get good grades..which sometimes is a good thing, but doesn’t make me want to stay around any longer then I have to. And I am too grown for this whole scene. I want to be closer to my family..closer to my boyfriend..closer to the things important to me. So who cares if I don’t have the perfect resume or the most impressive college career-I serve a God who provides exactly when and what you need and who will NEVER leave nor forsake me. I have dreams and goals and aspirations that I will follow as far as God allows me and beyond that I will probably change my mind every day and that’s ok.

so stop it..

Do you ever feel like you are just dragging? Like every time you pick up your foot to take a step, it feels like someone put lead there instead. That about sums up this semester so far. It started out well, but has just been kinda rough lately. I think a lot of it has to do with not being content with the place I am right now and struggling to see why God has me here-what my purpose is in this location. But I am confident that there is a reason–I just have to be faithful to trust in God and know that I just need to be a good steward of my time here regardless of whether I ever know the reason for being here or not. I have this verse in my facebook profile and it is a good reminder of how faithful the Lord is. “The Lord your God is with you, He is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, He will quiet you with his love, He will rejoice over you with singing.” -Zephaniah 3:17 So even when I seem to have no quiet in my life and am struggling-God will quiet me with His love. And I know He has given me the passions and desires I have for a reason. so while I wait and trust-I will serve and praise.

DON’T LEAVE IT ON THE DESK
There was a certain Professor of Religion named Dr. Christianson, astudious man who taught at a small college in the western United States. Dr. Christianson taught the required survey course in Christianity atthis particular institution. Every student was required to take this coursehis or her freshman year, regardless of his or her major. Although Dr. Christianson tried hard to communicate the essence ofthe gospel in his class, he found that most of his students looked upon thecourse as nothing but required drudgery. Despite his best efforts, moststudents refused to take Christianity seriously. This year, Dr. Christianson had a special student named Steve. Stevewas only a freshman, but was studying with the intent of going onto seminaryfor the ministr! y. Stev e was popular, he was well liked, and he was animposing physical specimen. He was now the starting center on the schoolfootball team, and was the best student in the professor’s class. One day, Dr. Christianson asked Steve to stay after class so he couldtalk with him. “How many push-ups can you do?” Steve said, “I do about 200 every night” “200? That’s pretty good, Steve,” Dr. Christianson said. “Do youthink you could do 300?” Steve replied, “I don’t know… I’ve never done 300 at a time.” “Do you think you could?” again asked Dr. Christianson. “Well, I can try,” said Steve. “Can you do 300 in sets of 10? I have a class project in mind and Ineed you to do about 300 push-ups in sets of ten for this to work. Can you doit? I need you to tell me you can do it,” said the professor. Steve said, “Well… I think I can…yeah, I can do it.” Dr. Christianson said, “Good. I need you to do this on Friday. Let meexplain what I have in mind.” Friday came and Steve got to class early and sat in the front of theroom. When class started, the professor pulled out a big box of donuts. No,these weren’t the normal kinds of donuts, they were the extra fancy BIG kind,with cream centers and frosting swirls. Everyone was pretty excited it wasFriday, the last class of the day, and they were going to get an early starton the weekend with a party in Dr. Christianson’s class. Dr. Christianson went to the first girl in the first row and asked, “Cynthia, do you want to have one of these donuts?” Cynthia said, “Yes.” Dr. Christianson then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve, would you doten push-ups ! so that Cynthia can have a donut?” “Sure.” Steve jumped down from his desk to do a quick ten. Then Steveagain sat in his desk. Dr. Christianson put a donut on Cynthia’s desk. Dr. Christianson then went to Joe, the next person, and asked, “Joe,do you want a donut?” Joe said, “Yes.” Dr. Christianson asked, “Steve would you do tenpush-ups so Joe can have a donut?” Steve did ten push-ups, Joe got a donut. And so it went, down thefirst aisle, Steve did ten push ups for every person before they got theirdonut. Walking down the second aisle, Dr. Christianson came to Scott. Scottwas on the basketball team, and in as good condition as Steve. He was verypopular and never lacking for female companionship. When the professor asked, “Scott do you want a donut?” Scott’s reply was, “Well, can I do my own push ups?” Dr. Christianson said, “No, Steve has to do them.” Then Scott said, “Well, I don’t w! ant one then.” Dr. Christianson shrugged and then turned to Steve and asked, “Steve,would you do ten push ups so Scott can have a donut he doesn’t want?” With perfect obedience Steve started to do ten push ups. Scott said, “Hey, I said I didn’t want one” Dr. Christianson said, “Look, this is my classroom, my class, mydesks, and these are my donuts. Just leave it on the desk if you don’t wantit.” And he put a donut on Scott’s desk. Now by this time, Steve had begun to slow down a little. He juststayed on the floor between sets because it took too much effort to begetting up and down. You could start to see a little perspiration coming outaround his brow. Dr. Christianson started down the third row. Now the students werebeginning to get a little angry. Dr. Christianson asked Jenny, “Jenny, do youwant a donut?” Sternly, Jenny said, “No.” Then Dr. Christianson asked Steve, “Steve, would you do ten morepush-ups so Jenny can have a donut that she doesn’t want?” Steve didten….Jenny got a donut. By now, a growing sense of uneasiness filled the room. The studentswere beginning to say “No” and there were a! ll thes e uneaten donuts on thedesks. Steve also had to really put forth a lot of extra effort to get thesepush ups done for each donut. There began to be a small pool of sweat on thefloor beneath his face, his arms and brow were beginning to get red becauseof the physical effort involved. Dr. Christianson asked Robert, who was the most vocal unbeliever inthe class, to watch Steve do each push up to make sure he did the full tenpush ups in a set because he couldn’t bear to watch all of Steve’s work forall of those uneaten donuts. He sent Robert over to where Steve was so Robertcould count the set and watch Steve closely. Dr. Christianson started down the fourth row. During his class,however, some students from other classes had wandered in and sat down on thesteps along the radiators that ran down the sides of the room. When theprofessor realized this, he did a quick count and saw that now there werestudents in the room. He started to worry if Steve would be able to make it. Dr. Christianson went on to the next person and the next and thenext. Near the end of that row, Steve was really having a rough time. Hewas taking a lot more time to complete each set. Steve asked Dr. Christianson, “Do I have to make my nose touch oneach one?” Dr. Christianson thought for a moment, “Well, they’re your push ups.You are in charge now. You can do them any way that you want.” And Dr. Christianson went on. A few moments later, Jason, a recent transfer student, came to theroom and was about to come in when all the students yelled in one voice, “NO,don’t come in Stay out!” Jason didn’t know what was going on. Steve picked up his head andsaid, “No, let him come.” Professor Christianson said, “You realize that if Jason comes in youwill have to do ten push ups for him?” Steve said, “Yes, let him come in. Give him a donut.” Dr. Christianson said, “Okay, Steve, I’ll let you get Jason’s out ofthe way right now. Jason, do you want a donut?” Jason, new to the room, hardly knew what was going on. “Yes,” hesaid, “give me a donut.” “Steve, will you do ten push-ups so that Jason can have a donut?”Steve did ten push ups very slowly and with great effort. Jason, bewildered,was handed a donut and sat down. Dr. Christian! son fin ished the fourth row, and then started onthose visitors seated by the heaters. Steve’s arms were now shaking with eachpush-up in a struggle to lift himself against the force of gravity. By thistime sweat was profusely dropping off of his face, there was no sound excepthis heavy breathing; there was not a dry eye in the room. The very last two students in the room were two young women, bothcheerleaders, and very popular. Dr. Christianson went to Linda, the second tolast, and asked, “Linda, do you want a doughnut?” Linda said, very sadly, “No, thank you.” Professor Christianson quietly asked, “Steve, would you do tenpush-ups so that Linda can have a donut she doesn’t want?” Grunting from theeffort, Steve did ten very slow push ups for Linda. Then Dr. Christianson turned to the last girl, Susan. “Susan, do youwant a donut?” Susan, with tears flowing down her face, began to cry. “Dr.Christianson, why can’t I help him?” Dr. Christianson, with tears of his own, said, “No, Steve has to doit alone, I have given him this task and he is in charge of seeing thateveryone has an opportunity for a donut whether they want it or not. When I decided to have a party this last day of class, I looked at mygrade book. Steve here is the only student with a perfect grade. Everyone elsehas failed a test, skipped class, or offered me inferior work. Steve told methat in football practice, when a player messes up he must do push-ups. I told Steve that none of you could come to my party unless he paidthe price by doing your push ups. He and I made a deal for your sakes.” “Steve, would you do ten push-ups so Susan can have a donut?” AsSteve very slowly finished his last pushup, with the understanding that hehad accomplished all that was required of him, having done 350 push ups, hisarms buckled beneath him and he fell to the floor. Dr. Christianson turned to the room and said. “And so it was, thatour Savior, Jesus Christ, on the cross, plead to the Father, ‘into thy handsI commend my spirit.’ With the understanding that He had done everything thatwas required of Him, He yielded up His life. And like some of those in thisroom, many of us leave the gift on the desk, uneaten.” Two students helped Steve up off the floor and to a seat, physicallyexhausted, but wearing a thin smile. “Well ! done, g ood and faithful servant,” said the professor,adding, “Not all sermons are preached in words.” Turning to his class, the professor said, “My wish is that you mightunderstand and fully comprehend all the riches of grace and mercy that havebeen given to you through the sacrifice of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.He spared not only His Begotten Son, but gave Him up for us all, for thewhole Church, now and forever. Whether or not we choose to accept His gift to us, THE PRICE has beenpaid.” “Wouldn’t you be foolish and ungrateful to leave it lying on thedesk?” Share this with someone. It’s bound to touch their heart anddemonstrate salvation in a very special way.

I just have to say I have the world’s best roommates ever!! My birthday was yesterday and I didn’t really have any plans and I was a little sad to not be at home. But lo and behold, my roommates showed up with Starbucks and a cake and a gift for me and then took me out to dinner!! It was seriously one of the best days ever!! I am so thankful for them..they have been the greatest ever!! This is going to be a long break without them…

Amanda and Nicole–I love you both!! Thanks again for making my birthday the best!

Ever wonder why God brings some people into your life for a short time? Why does He allow us to meet the most awesome people and then uproot them from our lives? Perhaps it is for their good, and perhaps it is for our good..or, and more likely..it is for both. I joined a sorority this year..something I never thought I would do and God has brought so many awesome people and opportunities into my life. One of those people was an amazing girl named Nicole. I am honestly not sure what I would have done without her these last few months. And I am going to miss her terribly..but you know what, I am learning slowly that you can’t live life dwelling on the leaving. You have to focus on the time you have together, whether it is one day, one month, one year, or the rest of your life. And when the time comes, you must part ways for a time, you have to take that in stride and know that you will meet again another time and another place. See, when God gave me Nicole, He gave me a sister and a friend who would be there for me to listen to me cry and laugh and just be me. He gave me someone I found a common bond with..someone who helped me far more then she will ever know. And for the short time I have known her, I have been blessed and encouraged in so many ways. So will I miss her..yes terribly! But will I look forward to seeing her again..more then anything! and for now, I will enjoy the time I have left!

So Nicole, I love you like crazy! I am so glad you are my sister and friend! and I can’t wait to see what happens with your life:) Thanks for all your encouragement and motivation to keep going! I love you!

Amanda