I'm Rachel. I'm the type of girl who drinks coffee only on daring days, and even then, it's half cream, one fourth sugar, and one fourth actual coffee. What's a daring day, you ask? A daring day is like a Sunday when we play frisbee football after church and I play, too, or when I decide to wear five-inch-tall heels.
So many people have been asking me, "How are you adjusting to Monmouth life?" How am I supposed to answer that? Should I start with the good things - like the aqua, black, and white themed room Erica and I share - or the bad things - like the biggest event of the year is the Prime Beef Festival...?
My response is this: do you really care how Monmouth life is like? Seriously, is that just a conversation-starter, or is it an honest question? If it's an honest question, then I will answer you honestly: I'm getting used to it. But if it's a conversation starter, I have a better question for you: Why are we talking in the first place? Will you really remember my name five minutes from now? If you will, then awesome! you're the type of person with whom I like to talk.
Yesterday, I played frisbee football, but I didn't drink coffee that day - I didn't have time. There were six games in all - I sat out with Susanna Thames for the first two. Then I sat out alone for the next three. If it hadn't been for the constant pressure I received from Ashley Bollier, Teryn Leuthold, Susanna Thames, Daniel Bollier, and especially Caleb Jones, I never would have played for the sixth and final game. I did play, but I never once touched the frisbee. Wanna know how I accomplished this?
Simple: stick behind somebody on your team the whole time. You have to change who you stick by after every point, though, or else they'll figure out your strategy. But, hey, I ran around and acted like I knew every bit what I was doing, when, in truth, I didn't know who all was on my team. Haha.
On Saturday, we did Indy Outreach, a Youth Group event that involves things like service projects, bonfire singing, s'mores, hamburgers, hotdogs, guitars, superduper praise singings, and testimonies. Let me tell you, Indy Outreach - located in Indy, haha - is the best thing to come down the pike in quite some time. Not even kidding.
Over the weekend, I discovered three things:
1. My love for proper grammer. Haha, just kidding!!! It's grammar!!! Did you catch the spelling error???
2. Americans use the word "like" as though it's worthy of use every five to fifteen seconds - "Alan [a foreign exchange student], was it hard to understand Americans when you first came to the States, since we have such awful grammar and slang?" "Kind of, and I didn't really understand why you use 'like' all the time"!!!
3. Sitting on the Bollier's roof is rather fun.
So, please, stick around!!! I'm sure you'll enjoy hearing what my interesting life experiences are like!
Cordially,
Lady Rachel
ahemmm...I'm correcting myself...as a proper-grammar lover, it should be *Bolliers' roof," not "Bollier's roof."
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iloveyou.
I laughed throughout this whole thing.
keep writing, my dahhhling.
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:D thanksss :D
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