tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14977228183147038222024-03-08T03:32:36.910-08:00Breathing RoomBeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-71429168761887445142009-03-26T19:22:00.001-07:002009-03-26T19:44:57.339-07:00__ weeks later...I don't have to say that I've been neglecting this, because it's obvious that I have been. Update time.<br /><br />Before this semester began, I had thought that next year I would be living off campus with Erika. Up until the end of spring break, I still thought that this was the plan. I was wrong. Erika decided that she wanted to stay on campus to get involved in the leadership as a prayer leader. My prayer leader had asked me if this was something I would want to do, and I told her if I was staying on campus that this was a position I was very interested in. When Erika decided to stay, I really had no other choice but to stay as well (I wasn't about to move off and live alone, ya know?) At first, I was kind of upset. I've done two years of dorm time, and I'm pretty much done with it. I want my own space, a kitchen, the freedom to leave a building past midnight if I need to. And the financial benefits were great too. It's amazing how much money I would have saved had I rented an apartment. But I guess God didn't want me off campus. Once I knew for sure that my off-campus dreams had been dashed, I began thinking about one of the few pro's of my staying: becoming a prayer leader.<br /><br />Before I left for Belmont, I was in leadership at my church. I led a bible study for middle school girls, and it was such a blessing. I loved the girls in the group, and I loved the opportunity to serve God by serving others. Leaving for school took that away from me, and ever since then I've been hoping that an opportunity would come along that would allow me to serve in a similar way. I think this is it.<br /><br />If you don't go to Liberty, you probably don't know what a prayer leader is. Basically, you lead a "prayer meeting," or a bible study with five girls on your hall. It's considered to be a leadership position, and it's kind of a big deal here. The process works like this: first, you fill out an application. The application goes through your prayer leader, SLD, RA, and RD for recommendations, and if you get approved by all of those people, you get put on an approval list (which happens to go up tomorrow) and you can begin interviewing with the SLD's and RA's of all the halls on the campus. The leadership that want you on their hall will offer you a position, and you choose where you want to be.<br /><br />My prayer leader asked me if I wanted to lead prayer group on Monday, and of course I said yes. I haven't done this in a while, but I'm pretty excited about it. I get to pick anything I want to talk about, and I'm trying to figure out what that is going to be. I only want to do this if this is where God wants me to be, but as of right now, I'm feeling pretty good about it. This could change, and if it does, I'll be ok, but there's a part of me that really, REALLY wants this. His Will be done though, right?Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-26019378764969897622009-02-23T20:55:00.000-08:002009-02-23T21:16:02.127-08:00I don't update this half as much as I used to, even though I only had it for a few weeks before I started slacking.<br /><br />I've decided that I really like plants, especially indoors. They make the non-outdoors seem so much nicer. And they remind me of home, where everything stays green and doesn't die.<br /><br />Today I got a Valentine's card that my littlest brother made for me. That made me miss him and the rest of my fam a lot. Spring break is coming up soon, and I'm excited to see them, but I am not looking forward to the drive. I wonder if the people who can afford to fly everywhere really appreciate how blessed they are. To think that there was once a time when all I wanted to do was drive. Maybe I can pretend I'm 16 again, and make an adventure out of it. Does anyone know of any car games that you can play alone? Alone. That really puts a damper on the whole thing. I need to get ahold of some books on tape or something. 14 hours... SAD FACE!!! But there's a light at the end of the tunnel = Florida, warmth, family, Loren, palm trees, PUPPY!, no homework, rest.<br /><br />Rest. I want to know what it feels like to truly rest in Christ. The kind of rest that refuels your soul and your spirit. I want to be on fire. To feel holy motivation and purpose. I'm tired. Weary. I waste my energy on things I can't control. I invest myself too much in situations that I need to just let be. I get worked up over stuff that is none of my business, really. For reasons that I tell myself are righteous. They're probably not. I'm leading with my emotions again. I'm trying to learn to be satisfied in every aspect of my life. Satisfied in Christ. Let that day come sooner rather than later. I probably just misused that term. YOU alone, Jesus. You alone.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-33170345678242780122009-02-10T17:46:00.000-08:002009-02-10T18:00:18.980-08:00La. La. Heh. Lalalala.I figured I should update this thing.<br /><br />Nothing super exciting has happened recently.<br /><br />I finally saw Madagascar 2. It was joyous as I expected it to be.<br /><br />Right now, my window is open (being able to actually open my window is something that is really awesome about my dorm room.) and it smells like a campfire outside. I love it. I equate campfire with winter. I like experiencing a real winter, even if it's super cold.<br /><br />I drew a hallway and a corner of my room for drawing class, and I'm not as bad as I thought.<br /><br />I've straightened my hair almost every day since I've been here. Mainly because when I wear my hair curly, I let it air dry, and I can't do that when it's 15 degrees outside. So, when I wear it curly, people are all "Oh my gosh. Your hair is so cute curly." As opposed to when I'm at home and people say "Oh my gosh. Your hair looks great straight." I think it's funny.<br /><br />I have watched almost every episode of every season of The Office since I've been at Liberty. The Office has officially secured a spot of one of my top 5 favorite shows. Watch it.<br /><br />My room mate has introduced me to Mitchell Davis on Youtube. He's kinda funny, but he's got nothing next to Barats and Baretta.<br /><br />Poptarts taste better hot.<br /><br />I love going to basketball games. And doing the cupid shuffle with Tyler. Except for last night when THEY DIDN'T PLAY IT!<br /><br />Syllabi is a fun word. Just say it. Syllabi, syllabi, SYLLABI!<br /><br />My Single's Awareness Day (sometimes called Valentine's day) plans consist of ushering so that I can see a play for free.<br /><br />It's weird not being involved in theatre this semester. It makes me sad.<br /><br />This is probably going to take up a whole bunch of space. For no reason other than I needed to update this thing. Maybe the next post will be deep and profound, but not now.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-7112918219931303192009-01-23T13:28:00.000-08:002009-01-23T14:01:45.062-08:00SettledIt's been a while since I've updated this thing. Why?<br /><br />1. College is keeping me busy<br />2. I didn't have my computer until about 4 days ago-ish.<br /><br />Liberty is treating me pretty well. As well as can be expected in a place with 10 million rules. Every once in a while I'll feel a little rebellious, but I've basically accepted that I now attend Super Conservative U, and that's what I wanted.<br /><br />It got below 0 once. That wasn't fun. <br /><br />I'm still trying to adjust to certain changes that have occured around me. It's tough. I need Jesus desperately.<br /><br />My room mates are pretty awesome. I consider myself blessed that I now live with two girls I can get along with.<br /><br />These past few days were spiritual emphasis week. Clayton King was our speaker. I heard him speak 4 times, and I have come to this conclusion, Clayton King is awesome. I wish he spoke every week. He's HILLARIOUS, but he uses his humor to gain your attention. And it works. I had an epiphany, at least, that's what I'm calling it. I kind of have this mission in my head for my life. A way for God to use me, I guess. We'll see how that works out.<br /><br />Last night, the mates and I were just chillin in our room and we hear this guy singing opera, so we look out the window. Loe and behold, some dude is serenading some chick with Ave Maria. I laughed so hard, I got abs.<br /><br />Currently, Courtney and I are watching the Dungeons and Dragons club sword fighting outside our window. I have never seen anything like it. 8 people, on a field (one girl is wearing a cape), sword fighting with random sword-like objects. Amazing.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-67618679333375804212009-01-07T19:48:00.000-08:002009-01-07T19:59:09.619-08:00Give me Liberty, or give me death?I leave for Liberty in 2 days. And I'm anxious. I'm not looking forward to having to start everything over again. I had become so comfortable with my life at Belmont, and I had established myself there. My first year of school was a time that I wouldn't trade for anything. I learned so much that year, but I don't want to repeat it. It took me a year to find my place at Belmont. I want this transition to be easier than the first one. I want to enjoy my time at Liberty to the fullest. I want God's will in my life there. That's my prayer: to learn and grow and live.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-29754745033978517762009-01-05T09:47:00.000-08:002009-01-05T09:51:39.681-08:00I wish I was WrongI usually lean towards pessimism. I like to call it realism, but it is what it is. I jumped to the worst case scenario, and this time, I was right.<br /><br />I wish I'd been wrong.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-62604553827801199952008-12-30T11:22:00.001-08:002008-12-30T11:32:30.478-08:00Eagle EyeA few reasons why Eagle Eye was a FANTASTIC movie:<br /><br />1) Shia LaBeouf just keeps getting better looking as time goes on.<br /><br />2) It could actually happen, which is frightening.<br /><br />3) The whole concept and plot of the movie kept my complete attention.<br /><br />4) You could tell where everything was going, and could put all of the pieces together, but it was so well thought out that I didn't care.<br /><br />5) And the acting was good.<br /><br />The only downfall was Jerry's awkward crush on his mother... (if you've seen the movie, you know what I mean)<br /><br />Watch it. You won't regret it.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-48527243472466470242008-12-23T14:29:00.001-08:002008-12-23T14:30:07.087-08:00Good News!I have officially grown over 1 inch!<br /><br />My brother is still shorter than me.<br /><br />All is right with the world.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-23036537356864612092008-12-20T12:02:00.000-08:002008-12-20T12:13:25.896-08:00Back to the Land of the SunI'm home again. Which means:<br /><br />. I can tan again<br />. My allergies are back<br />. Once again, I can get away with sleeping in till 12 every morning... er... afternoon.<br />. It's Christmas cookie time, and since I haven't had any yet this year, I must make up for lost time and bake an abundance of baked goods.<br />. I have put off Christmas gift shopping, as always, so I have a lot of shopping to do.<br />. My puppy is here!<br />. My dad cleaned my car inside and out because he loves that car almost as much as I do.<br />. I get to hang out with my friends to the max.<br />. I have to try to not think about how I'm not going back to Belmont next semester.<br />. I get to go to my church tonight! Holla!<br />.It's Christmastime which can also be translated as the time where the best animal in the world is pasted on everything everywhere. Yeah PENGUINS!Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-90391530127080041182008-12-14T14:41:00.000-08:002008-12-14T17:13:38.414-08:00Stupid girls*sigh*<br /><br />It's irritating when the friends you've had for years start being stupid when they "grow up." By grow up, I mean get older, not actually mature. You think you can count on these few people to develop into intelligent, wholesome people, and they disappoint you hardcore. I feel like it's always triggered by a girl. People say that money is the root of all evil. I once heard a guy say that girls cost money, so they are in fact the root of all evil. I must agree. Girls ruin perfectly good guys (and other girls too). I almost want to begin a long rant on why girls suck, but I feel like everyone already knows that.<br /><br />Stupid girls.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-72413346198756984632008-12-11T15:48:00.000-08:002008-12-11T16:04:24.939-08:00snow! SNOW! snow!It's December and it's snowing! Nashville gave me a goodbye present.<br /><br />I've decided that I love snow. Snow is one of the most beautiful natural decorations. The day God invented snow was a really good day. I'm so glad He's a genius. Whenever it snows, I sing the snow song and it really bothers Kindall. It'd probably bother me if I wasn't singing it. SNOW SNOW SNOW!Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-60711397055956606952008-12-07T22:54:00.000-08:002008-12-07T23:06:34.496-08:00Roundhouse Kick to the FaceOf late, it seems as if life has been throwing a tantrum all around me. It's as if the last 18 1/2 years had some sort of get-out-of-life free pass and that pass expired at the beginning of this semester. I've heard of more people dying this semster than I can remember in my lifetime. I have seen so many relationships end leaving both parties bruised and hurt. I have witnessed various accidents happen that don't make sense. And it makes me wonder. Why so sudden? Why in one concentrated dose? Is this just life running its natural course, or is there a specific meaning behind these events? I realize that stuff happens to people every day, but why am I just now coming in contact with it?<br /><br />Whether or not I learn the answers to these questions, I'd like the emotions being spewed at me to tone it down. I don't handle the waterworks very well.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-77675799018110191432008-12-05T23:08:00.000-08:002008-12-06T08:23:53.403-08:0020.Today... well I guess it was yesterday now... was my birthday. For the past 7 years, I have been a teenager. Leaving that stage of my life behind sounds odd. By sounds, I mean when people ask me how old I am now, I say 20. 20. How the heck did that happen? Have I really been around for that long? I'm 1/5 of the way to 100. 100?! Oy.<br /><br />Despite the fact that about 1/4 of my life is now gone forever, I had a pretty smashing day. Nothing really epic happened (well, minus the FANTASMIC concert I went to with Kindall and Norton - Winter Wonder Slam a.k.a. my birthday present from Kindall), but I was in a really cheerful mood all day. Most people would say that's because it was my birthday, but if you were just thinking that, you were dead wrong. I'm never really excited about my birthday. I've never made a very big deal out of it. Yes, it is the anniversary of my birth, but so what? This is what makes my chipper mood a pleasant surprise. Maybe I subconciously wanted to make this birthday the best yet, since it will be my last birthday with my friends at the Mont. Whatever it was, I liked it. I was so happy that I didn't even get frustrated when we had to sit in traffic for 30 minutes on the way to the concert.<br /><br />Also, my friends pretty much rock. I already mentioned Kindall's rocking birthday present, but on top of that, Liz gave me purple corduroy TOMS so that I can try to be trendy, Rachel bought me a cookie cake with a big ole icing penguin on top, Norton bought me a frosty, I got to talk to a bunch of my friends and family (who I dearly miss) on the phone, and thanks to facebook, several people who never talk to me wished me a happy birthday. Does it get any better than that? (I'd like to clarify that my friends are not awesome because they buy me stuff, but because they made a day special that I didn't think would be. I am blessed)Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-81573366525399725802008-12-03T23:24:00.000-08:002008-12-03T23:35:27.641-08:00ExhaleI should be asleep, but I just finished writing most of the paper that is due tomorrow... er... later today. It's about a book. The book is about the history of a Japanese family. Originally, I thought it was going to be one of those books you read to make you fall asleep, but it's actually been quite interesting.<br /><br />I am not going to go crazy. I think I've decided that this is true, or that I will make it true if it's not. The show I'm costuming opens on Friday, and I have very little to do regarding the costumes until then. I like it when I think I'm going to survive. I mean, ultimately I KNOW that's true, but FEELING gets in the way far too often. Sometimes I'd like to push pause on my emotions and have a period of time where I only have to think about facts. Stress is irritating and unnecessary. Who invented it? We should throw trout at that person. Judging by that last sentence, it is time for me to close my eyes and dream of anything but costumes and cute boys; two things that have been on my mind far too much of late. I need a break from both.<br /><br />*end aimless ramble of exhaustion*Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1497722818314703822.post-19795069263362199562008-11-30T22:01:00.000-08:002008-11-30T22:55:46.434-08:00Inhale...I have discovered two things in the last week and a half.<br /><br />One. I want to find my place in the entertainment industry. I have decided that they need me. When I say me, I mean people like me. That still sounds cocky. Let me explain. For the past year-ish I have been questioning whether or not I should stick to the major I have chosen in college. I've had some strong doubts as to the likelihood of my surviving and making a living in the theatre/film world. This is rooted in the fact that I have very high standards for what I will do as an actor. Very few people who have succeeded in the entertainment industry will limit themselves as I have limited myself. Or at least, this is my perception of the acting world. Anyway, I have seriously considered up and quitting as I have all but convinced myself that I will fail. Of course, this was Rebecca deciding that this was just too big for her to do. Why bother, right? As if I don't believe in the Almighty God of the universe. As if He couldn't make it happen. As if this was just too much for Him. Oh silly, silly girl that I am. I've been reading a book that my grandparents sent me. It's called <em>Roaring Lambs.</em> The author is a Christian who has made a career for himself in the entertainment industry, and he talks about how they need more people of faith in this area. I haven't finished yet, but it's a good read. Grab a copy. That and a few other things that I've heard different people say have been little pushes nudging me in a different direction. So, finally, I have come to the decision that, with God's help, I will find my place in this world, and hopefully, do my part to further His kingdom there.<br /><br />Two. Low budget costume design is very much a time consumer. It is also very stressful if your name is Rebecca and you made the mistake of putting too much of the work off because you were too focused on the other play you were in at the time. Learn from my consistent mistake of procrastination. It's not worth whatever the nothing was that you were doing when you should have been doing something else. Like blogging.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17291374152399131039noreply@blogger.com0