Holy crap that's a lot of meat

So I again find myself blogging after two weeks of leaving no entries for people to gain interesting insight to my all but boring life.

These are some of the major happenings that have happened in those two weeks.

1. Finals-long boring and rather retarded
2. Grades from finals- Great, Great, okay, and could have been worse
3. Grades from semester-they could have been better but they weren't horrible.
4. People coming back from college-interesting to say the least
5. Blindsided by someone but not in a bad way- what i mean to say is that i was caught off guard
6. Christmas Eve- Argyle Sweater and getting to hear Cassie sing. Way too much fun.
7. Christmas Day-Lot's of pictures of myself, clothes and the Grandma Cunningham incident(I'll explain)\

With out a doubt this Christmas break has been interesting...

I think I'll just tell you the about the Grandma Cunningham incident.

It all began as my family was sitting down to eat Christmas PRIME FREAKING RIB!!! I grabbed a large chunk of meat which neatly took up about three fourths of the space on my plate and we prayed and passed the other food around. I started eating and then Jerm called I quickly took his call and explained the situation of what was going on that night and went back to consuming my food. Then another interruption a rap at the door and everyone was slightly confused. The confusion was because all of my friends knock and walk into my house, mainly cause I'm lazy and don't like having to go open the door for people. So the family and I are sitting there momentarily confused but undeterred in our hospitality my mom attempts to yell at however is occupying the space on the other side of the door to "come in" however she wasn't loud enough and my brother's girlfriend Amanda yells "COOOMMMEEEE INNNNNN!" This is the moment when things get interesting.

The door opens and no one really pays attention until the mystery guest doesn't say anything we all look up and I swear to you Brett Micheal's has a double ganger and he was standing in my house. We look at him he looks at us and the most ridiculous words come out of his mouth "This isn't Grandma Cunningham's house anymore is it?"

My initial reaction is too responded with some smart alec remark such as no it actually is we just decided to come in and fix dinner here, or nope your wrong she's tied up in the back because she kept asking for someone no one knew but now that you showed up it makes sense now. However I decided against this course of action and let my dad handle it. Needlessly to say the poor man was thoroughly embarrassed and was more then happy to make a speed retreat!

So there you have it the Grandma Cunningham incident!

It's been two weeks...

Finals are this week!!!! Which means no school after thursday for a couple weeks. Mucho Bueno. I've already past my Eng. 1a class which is great! There are many people coming back from college and that's exciting to. I miss my best good buddy down in Fresno and she's lame for having a job and apartment down there cause it means she can't come back for Christmas. Geez what was she thinking being responsible. I might just have to replace her, on second thought I don't think anyone can be as......hmmmm......eccentric as Marri.

I'm not going to Pursue a romantic relationship for a while.
What does pursue really mean by the way. I looked it up and here are some definitions.

v. tr.

1. To follow in an effort to overtake or capture; chase: a fox that was pursued by hounds.
2. To strive to gain or accomplish: pursue lofty political goals.
3. To proceed along the course of; follow: a ship that pursued the southern course.
4. To carry further; advance: Let's not pursue this argument.
5. To be engaged in (a vocation or hobby, for example).
6. To court: a lady who was pursued by many suitors.
7. To continue to torment or afflict; haunt: was pursued by the demons of lust and greed.

v. intr.

1. To follow in an effort to overtake or capture; chase.
2. To carry on; continue.

So yeah those things are what I'm trying not to do for a while mainly for personal reasons. That doesn't mean however I'm going to pass up on oppurtuninties as the might come my way. Unless I'm told not to by the big guy upstairs.

I'm going to go to Bible college at somepoint and to do what you ask, TO BE A PASTOR. What shape exactly that's going to take I don't really know. I'm okay with that though. This excites me a great deal!

In the past week or two I've been making great connections with people and that is always neat. I've been proven wrong and shown I was wrong not by anyone but by God.