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Archive for April, 2004

Christian Pickup Lines

Wednesday, April 7th, 2004

I just ran across a funny webpage and thought I’d share it with everyone. It‘s a list of 55 Christian pickup lines. Pretty funny stuff (and kinda dirty, though I don’t think they were intended to be so).

Also, I’d like to add my own Christian pickup line…

Hey..for you I’d work seven years. Oh, yeah, and seven more for your sister!

What do you think? Would that work?

We’ve got it all wrong

Sunday, April 4th, 2004

I think we’ve got it all wrong.

By ‘we’ I mean Americans and by it, I mean…well let me explain…

It all started last summer. I was flying on a plane from Chicago to KC on my way back from spending 7 weeks working for the IMB in Moscow (check out my pictures from the trip). I was sitting next to a girl from Denmark who was traveling to somewhere in Kansas to visit her host family from her year as an exchange student in the US.

We chatted about the stuff we did, our jobs and studies. I told her I was studying Computer Science and that I had gone straight to college after I finished High School, even though I wasn’t sure what I wanted to study at first. She was somewhat shocked. You see, in Europe you don’t go to college until you know what you want to study. She was about 23 or 24 and was still planning on going to college ‘someday’ – someday when she figured out what she wanted to do.

[Side Note – I’m often enlightened by the misunderstanding or surprise of others, sometime I’ll write about how the book “Dreams of Trespass” has effected by view on interracial marriage. :-)]

Now, here I am… 22 years old, about to finish my undergraduate career with 2 degrees. I’m supposed to be figuring out what I want to do with the rest of my life. However, I’m just now discovering what I want to study in college. I now have a good idea what I’d like to major in and what kind of school I’d like to go to.

Some will say that it’s the process of going through college that has lead me to know what it is I really want to do in college. I think that’s a bunch of crap concocted to support our experiences.

Part of me wishes I hadn’t gone to college yet. Part of me wishes I could start over. Maybe I will.