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walking round the campus, i must have said, “…please God…will You…” countless times. still nonmatriculated into the Rowan matrix, it was the most tedious chore to get the classes i wanted. after careful consideration of which classes would benefit me for the spring semester, i gathered up my courage and walked confidently (a little later than everyone) into the classes i was determined to add to my schedule. first class 9:30am. filled class, no more seats. doctor phanatic of The Bard was explaining how there was no way he could fit anymore people in the class. whispered a prayer, smiled and sat down, by the end of the class, he said, “marchesa, welcome to my class, sort of a pretty name by the way.” second class 3:30pm filled class, no more seats. teacher came in late so i blocked the door before she could enter, so i can woo her with a promising student attitude…haha…she explained how she doesn’t normally sign extra people to her class, unless i was going to be a student of exceptional participation and “A’s coming out of my ears.” I laughed and suggested that if that’s what it took to get in her class, then […]
*ouch* scrapes and shapes? say what? do what? who me? but, but… okeys. i see…i get it. i believe but c’mon, i gotta be strong prolong the sentimental notes like a song while all along i cling like a monk to all the wrongs bestowed while grace has eminently flowed from the wrists stains from sin’s chains while here i am playin like a child with these silly games of pride i try’ta hide, but i can’t seem t’escape my emotional suicide there’s been so much to pray for lately…sometimes it seems like my list has been just accumulating…so many of my friends are going through crazy stuff and i keep hearing “please pray for me”…i always tell them i will. Sometimes i feel that the request and the response for prayer become routine that sometimes i wonder if we really mean it when we ask someone to pray for us…and even more so when we tell them that we will pray for them. Because i know i’m sometimes guilty of this. when was the last time you asked someone to be accountable of something vulnerable in your life, and asked them to pray for you? when was the last […]
Irishcr3am: HEY MARCHE,,,,what do you think God wants you to do? Irishcr3am: in the ministry? Irishcr3am: do you have already a calling? … Mryntte: why do you ask ate ching? Irishcr3am: nothing……..coz kuya darius c that u will be a good leader Mryntte: i hope so ate ching!!!! Mryntte: i want to make a very big impact Irishcr3am: just keep up the fire burning Mryntte: all by His grace, it will Irishcr3am: yeah,,,,, dariell cant sleep daw,,,,she’s awake now i think i have to sleep with her Mryntte: awe. okeys. tell her i said goodnite Irishcr3am: nice chating with you….c u again tomorrow nite……yeah i will……she said nite…….remember we are praying for you..and God’s plan for you Irishcr3am: or c u sunday…….say hi to stephanie and kristie Mryntte: okeys Mryntte: thanx soooo much ate ching Mryntte: i’ll pray for you too! and kuya darius Irishcr3am: nite and have a Blessed nite……..sure all the time we are here for you….we love you…..all of my kids love you Mryntte: i love you guys too! Mryntte: good nite Irishcr3am: bye…….. Mryntte: bye
saturday: went to a church picnic at clementon park. surprisingly it went well….the scale measured: actual park amusement- light as a feather vs. company kept- man drowning because his foot was weighed down by an enormous rock. some wonderful moments to treasure: – superman ride (best to ride after eating) – christiana’s fear of her first ride transformed into a quasi-what’s-going-on-fearful smile. – the beautiful “just in time” weather went to my house for dinner with bernard, perze, and sam. hahaha…this was funny for me cuz it seemed as if everyone was so shy…guys! not at the fabila’s table okeys? we promote chaos amidst the rice! but the conversation was funny- esp. the news about some of the ridiculous plans people suggested on how they should rebuild the trade towers. *curious- if you could rebuild it in any way possible, how would you construct it?! be imaginative. afterwards, we all went into the family room and shared dunkin donuts stories…then for a shameful amount of minutes, we debated on the asthetics of the swan, snake, and turkey. shameful amount of minutes. then i heard a herd (cute, eh?) of people crash inside my house…crash into the kitchen…sounds of spoons on […]