Stefanie's Laws

So has anyone ever heard of Murphy's Laws? You know the laws like "if you fiddle with something long enough it will eventually break," or "if anything can go wrong it will."

Well I'm thinking I'm starting to compile a list of my own list of laws that apply to myself. The first one being:

1.) If it is a school break, you will get sick. (And if your boyfriend is here it will last just while he is here and then magically go away..but dont worry it will be really bad while he is here.)

So for 4 days I was permanently best friends with starvation and flat sprite thanks to food poisoning at Chili's where I will never ever go again.

My second law is:

2.) If there is anyway to possibly get hurt, you will find it. If there is a window open, your hand will get smashed in it, corners on furniture? your leg will find it. A phone charger lying on the floor? Your legs will magically get wrapped up in it and you will fall flat on your face. You get the picture.

The third law is:

3.) Everything must come at one time. We cannot space things out for you sorry, that would make you happy. Instead, we will make sure you have to hyperventilate and run around screaming, "the sky is falling" so that the world may laugh at your busy insane little self.

Okay..that is all for now. I am sure I will have more of those. I hope everyone else enjoyed their break. I am skipping school thursday and friday so I get a second break. The reason is because my best friend's wedding is Sunday and I didnt feel like driving all the way back here. So yay for me! But sadly there is no Adam here now. =( See law #1

Who writes,
Stefanie

Irony

So I read 140 pages in Rape of Nanking yesterday.

An hour after I finished reading for the day (after like 6.5 hours) she sends an email telling us she is postponing it a week and a half.

Figures.

That is all.

YAY for the Weekend! Boo on Nanking!

So..I'm uber glad it's the weekend. I can't believe I made it through this week but I did. Next week will be super crazy too..starting like *looks at watch* okay really right now. I have this 225 page book to read and a 5-7 page paper to write about it..that I havent had the chance to start on yet. But hopefully I will finish it by Sunday afternoon so I can write the paper by Wednesday. *sighs* The book is Rape of Nanking which is why I have the boo on nanking thing at the top of my page. This weekend is homecoming weekend, so we have the usual annual traditions, including one of my roomies and I's favorite activities, Jazz on the Overlook. People usually get all dressed up and go out to swing dance outside. This year it will be on the new Dottie Brock Gardens =) It's pretty cute over there, especially when they decorate it with little christmas lights and stuff. So it should be fun. I also have to get some practical service hours in either tonite or tomorrow. I think Amy and I are going tonight to do some stuff, because I have still lots of hours to do. Sad day =( Anyways..I think that is all I have to report. Pretty boring I know, but it's the end of week, you're lucky I'm still upright and slightly coherent.

Who writes,
Stefjenny

P.S. I made it through October 6th..who knows how I did on the presentations, but I made it =)

October 6th

*scary face*
So I've been dreading October 6th for like the last three weeks now, because I have two!!! group presentations that day, and I super duper hate public speaking. Like hate is an understatement. It's terrifying to me, and I dread doing it for like weeks, especially if I don't have a good handle on what to say. It is an actual fear of mine. I hate professors make you do it, because they have to know that some peole would rather die than speak out loud..that would be me. When speaking in front of peeople, my face gets red, my voice starts to shake, my hands start going, and I start talking altogether too fast. It's awful.. Anyways, tomorrow is written on my calendar as the day from the underworld. *sighs* Oh well..time never stands still right? I will get through it..even if I dont know how to..or even if I dont do the hottest job. I guess what irritates me the most is the research I was trying to do for one of them completely pooped out on me. I was reading all these pages and copying and pasting and writing important facts down..but then the computer shut off and I lost all of it..all of my work..so now..I am a crappy group partner.. =( It's tragic really..oh well I guess..c'est la vie..Pray for me tomorrow if you read this...and if you get the time...well that is all for today..short post..

Who writes,
Stefanie

Babies Springing Up Like Daisies

So..if you know me you know that I pretty much LOVE babies. If you didnt know that then you really don't know me well yet, or you are ignorant, blind, and deaf. Anyways, I am pretty much obsessed with babies and children. They pretty much rule my world with their cute presence. Speaking of which I am babysitting tonite :) Yay me! Anyways, that is besides the point. Okay, since I was 12 when I attended the Red Cross Babysitting course, I have been babysitting every chance I get. I mean I babysit way more than the average human has or will. It's true. Ask anyone! My nickname at my church was baby lady..I kid you not. Okay so I have babysat a bunch at church- the pastor's triplets and their little one, Matthew and Rachel, and recently at school I have a regular babysitting for a 2 year old named Julia who btw is just presh (except during dinner time). So pretty much since I turned 12 or 13 I have been waiting to have a baby, which obviously I cant do because hello I am 20 and not married and in college. So I still have a few years. However, my siblings are 32 and 28 and I have been waiting for them to get married and have babies. I have been waiting for like 8 years..and nothing..they werent even married. My sister is getting married in December and my brother just got married to Kendall last July and they were like no no we're waiting until spring 2010..and I was like dang..still not auntiehood for me.. BUT God always likes to have different plans for us then we have for ourselves. So on approximately May 20, 2009 I will have either a little niece or nephew. I am mega uber stoked and excited. =D Like cant even convey to you the excitement. My sister and I want it to be a little boy to carry on the Prager name, but I will be happy with either. But yep, I'm going to be Aunt Stef..I'm pretty much obsessed! Okay, now time to go babysit some other cuties!

Who writes,
Stefjenny

Frustrated, Sad, & Stubborn

This is how I feel when people talk about politics. I pretty much hate them. I have my views but I dont feel the need to spread them 24/7 and bash other candidates over the head. I mix my religion with politics..because as a Christian, I really don't think there is a choice in the matter. Also, how in the world someone can say there baby isnt a baby at conception is beyond me. That is what someone told me..I really wanted to ask okay then what is conception then? The making of a fluff ball? I think not. It's a baby..at 22 days the baby has a heartbeat..At the 3rd week of conception your baby has a spinal column...which is about the time you realize you are pregnant..so by the time you are ready for an abortion your baby has a heartbeat and a spinal column..hmm..still not a baby then huh? Already then people..when does this "fluff" become a baby? It's a baby on day one. It doesnt magically become a baby on I dont know day 63. It's always a baby. Always going to be a baby. And if you have an aborition you are killing it. It is so hard not to shake people who are so ignorant about this. They say if it's outlawed people will just do it themselves. I dont doubt that, but as a nation we've then decided it is wrong. And we've done what we needed to do. And I bet a lot less people would be willing to do it themselves- they'd be more frightened and would think about it more.



And if one more person says Bush is the worst president I'm going to scream. Look at other presidents in the past. Andrew Jackon not so great..FDR made our country dependent on social programs that we are now stuck in. Clinton wasnt so hot either..or maybe he was to certain women..but that is not what I meant. Bush isnt the best but our country isnt in ruin over him. And no our country's economy isnt screwed because of the war. Our economy is screwed because we have pig-headed people. Gas is expensive because we wont drill off our own international shores and yet other countries are drilling off the coast. That makes sense right? I didnt think so.



Education? The whole public education system is screwed up and it's not gonna get fixed until someone overturns No Child Left Behind. And Obama thinks our children should go to preschool. I dont think that should be required. Four year olds need to spend time with their mother and spend time developing into a child.

I think I'm done..It may seem short or odd or just randomly assorted. It is. I just cant talk about it anymore..lol..it frustrates me sooo much. All I'm going to say is..I'm not democrat or republican. I vote from what reflects a Biblical perspective. Neither candidate may fit the bill, but I'm going to vote based on what I think may best exemplify my biggest concerns. People worry about the economy, but who is bigger than the economy? Who is bigger than the election? Even if the person isnt best for the economy, I'm still going to vote for the person God would have me to vote for- because he can fix any economic problems. He can do it all. I don't doubt it, I just feel sad for those who don't believe it.

Who writes,
Stefanie Rae

Honest Thoughts During a Sad Time

Well..I lied.

This isn't going to be a funny post.

It's not even going to be about what I've been up to.

This is your *WARNING*

This post may be sad. okay ready?




I'm going to talk about the memorial service I went to Thursday and the feelings I had afterwards and the feelings I had during it. This post will be brief so it won't be overly depressing ok? This summer a guy at my college named Ben passed away to be with the Lord. He wasn't a guy I knew very well, but we did have one class together where I often giggled at the sight of him dozing off in class. And we did live in the same building and he was in my graduating class. He seemed to be extremely friendly and always smiled at me and gave a friendly nod. But this post is about more than that..it's really about the people that get left behind when someone dies and the feelings I had while I was sitting there.

Thursday night was a healing moment for a lot of people..it was a night for people to say their goodbyes and to remember the good times they had. For me it was a time to wish I had gotten to know him better, because he seemed like such a nice guy and a time for regret because of it, and I also thought about my boyfriend, Adam's friend Thomas who was good friends with Ben and how sad he must be. And he was even in a few pictures with Ben in the slideshow I saw. Then I remember the look on Ben's mom's face and the honest words she spoke about giving up all the good that has come through Ben's passing way just to spend one more day with him. And it's one of those things where you arent shocked or thinking how bad that is to say, because all I could think was..how true that probably is. How true that would be for me if I had a child who died, or if a family member died. I also got to thinking about how parents never expect to outlive a child- because their child should be able to have a full life and have years of life left even after their parents are gone. I also was thinking about all the people I have lost in my life- and how I wish I could have one more day. How I wish my Mootzer was still here so I could hear her call me lovey. I thought about my Grandpap that I never even got to meet..the one that fascinates me when I hear stories. I thought about Pap-Pap who died when I was three and I wished he was here to see me all grown up. I thought about how I wished I knew what it was like to have a grandfather. I thought about my cousin, Mickey who died when I was 5 from complications of having Muscular Dystrophy, and how I wish I hadnt been afraid of him when I was little. I thought about our former neighbors who lost two sons in two different car accidents. I thought about how my only grandparent left- my grandma was so far gone that she might soon forget me and how sad it was to watch her detoriate. For these reasons, and for Ben's mom and dad, I cried. How can someone so young be gone? Someone my age? How is that possible? Part of me thinks that sometimes God takes people that are close followers of His, a steadfast disciple because He thinks they shouldnt have to suffer in this world sort of like Enoch. They follow so closely with God-that instead of leaving them on this sinful world-He takes them home to be with Him- although unlike Enoch-they die. I mean maybe I'm off my rocker and I obviously didn't know Ben well enough to make that assumption, but just maybe that could be it. Regardless, God always has a reason- always a plan- and love is intertwined with that plan. May I remember that in personal times of sorrow.

Who writes,
Stefanie

P.S. I will try very hard to be funny next time! :)