A short recount of the past 4 months of my life.
Hello, world. I’m back. I realize that it’s been 18 years since I’ve blogged, and I just figured the blogging world would not be the same without me. Since it’s been a few months, here’s the short (and slightly exaggerated version) of what’s been going on in my world:
In December, I headed to Russia on a mission trip. At some point during my 12-hour layover in Frankfurt, Germany, my passport/visa sprouted legs and running shoes and left me. Stranded. If you want the long version, ask me about it later. I ended up hitching a ride on an old 70s Volkswagen van and backpacked my way through Europe, married a Spanish prince, and now I’m royalty. OK, not really. But everything did work out OK. I made best friends with the front desk clerk at the Hotel Victoria, I got an emergency passport from the scary/intimidating U.S. Consulate, and I hitched a train to Dusseldorf, where I met up with some people and worked with them all week. I am now officially a connoisseur of the Frankfurt public transportation system. I seriously considered getting a T-shirt printed that said: “I survived the S-Bahn.” I’m back home. Still haven’t been to Russia. Germany is quite beautiful, though. Second time I’ve been there.
Now that you have an idea of my luck, fast-forward 3 months later. I live in a house with 3 awesome girls in a quiet neighborhood near campus. I came home after Paradigm one night after getting a nifty text message from Mindy that some young hoodlums had kicked in our back door, stole her pillowcases, and stuff them with all our electronics (computers, cameras, ipods, etc.). Our poor blind dog wasn’t successful at scaring them off, considering he can’t see. It wasn’t enough that they took our expensive stuff, they had to leave mindy pillowcase-less. No remorse. I think we finally have most of our stuff replaced, and I basically keep my laptop with me at all times…I sleep on it, shower with it, buckle it into my car with a seatbelt, play softball with it, etc.
Now that you have an even better understanding of my luck, here goes: the week after our break-in was spring break. Spring break is God’s gift to students everywhere. Every year since I started college, I’ve gone on a trip to LA with FBC to do renovations on churches who can’t afford them. Basically, we go an do manual labor for Jesus. Which is awesome, I’m not being sarcastic. Well, before I left our house to head toward the church and load up the buses, I decided to lock the door to my room. I’m being cautious, right? Because our house got broken into? Well after I locked it and shut the door, I realized my wonderful suitcase was still in my room. Great. So, I whip out my handy-dandy house key to unlock my bedroom door and obtain said suitcase. Goodness me, the key didn’t work. Oh myyyy goodness. That’s correct. Silly me, thinking that the key I was given would unlock my bedroom door, which has a lock. So silly. The short version, I ended up going to town on my doorknob with a metal hammer until it fell off – all the while Mindy was taking pictures for visual documentation purposes that this did actually happen. So, becauase I locked my door to be super safe, I ended up with a pulverized doorknob and my door hanging wide open. Yes, you can applaud.
Alright now that you REALLY know about my luck, fast forward 2 weeks. I was pulling out of my driveway on a lovely sunny spring morning on my bike, when I looked at my car and noticed that a white laundry basket that was formerly in the trunk was now sitting in my front seat. Hmm. Went in for a little lookskie, and noticed the busted in passenger window and the contents of my vehicle scattered in a disorderly fashion. Super. So I went back in the house, e-mailed my professor, and called my new best friends (the Lubbock police dept.). Don’t worry I got the window fixed before Paradigm. Dang Thursdays, it’s not my day apparently.
Don’t worry, everything’s fine and my spirits are high. Megan and I had a good talk, and I decided to move out for this coming year. She’s been super understanding about all the move-out stuff, I think everything will go smoothly. And Emily, I will replaced my doorknob before you move in. And this one has a key.
I hope that the 5 minutes it took you to read through the short recount of the past 4 months of my life have been worthwhile. Since I now have a computer, I will try to blog more often.
Oh…and next time you have a bad day, just think: at least you’re not stranded in a foreign country with no passport or visa.
You have had some crapy things happen to you…but you’ve got super cool friends that bring you dr. pepper.
Honestly I think the people that broke into your house did it just to smell your underwear, but they made it look like a robbery just so that you wouldn’t know. Then they couldn’t handle not being close to you so they went to smell your car. Fill their nostrils with your scent.
Hannah
April 11, 2009
Hey dork, I didn’t know you had a blog.
Sarah
April 13, 2009