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Name: Kristin
Birthday: 1/27/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: I love music, mostly anything clean and morally good, any types- but my favorites are bands like Relient K, Switchfoot, Kutless. I like some country music also.
I love reading also. CS Lewis, Max Lucado, Elizabeth Elliot for starters, but mostly anything I can get my hands on.
I am also into playing the piano and hunting(most deer) although I do not do both at the same time, seeing as they hinder each other. yeah. ok.
Expertise: Chemistry
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
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AIM:  themoodygirl05
MSN: chemisme@hotmail.com
Member Since:
9/19/2004
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| Motivation. I have always been self motivated. Until now. I find it hard to get homework done. I think "What's the point?" I never did that before. I try to motivate myself but I only get a few things done before I become lazy again. I think it must be because I have been doing the same thing for two and a half years. School, class, eat, sleep, homework, church, break, rest, lazy, camp, class school- it's always the same routine and I get bored easily. I can't help but feel that I was created for adventure. Is that a bad feeling to have ? Most would say no, but I'm scared it might be. What if I get all excited for an adventure like Catherine in Northanger Abby and then one doesn't come? Sometimes I worry I will have a boring life - the same old, same old all the time. I really have no desire for that- I want to do things for God, I want to see what happens. I know that sounds cliche but I mean it with all my heart. But I fear that I won't get to see great things happen in my life and that I will be bored the whole time. God knows the desires of my heart though, right? He wouldn't let me be bored--- would he? Or is it me holding back from the exciting life ?? That is why I applied for the Florida Spring Break trip. We were supposed to write our motivation on the app, but the space was small so I definitely couldn't write all this. My hope is that the trip will give me something to look forward toward and to work toward, something different in my life, a way to serve, and an adventure to have. Geez they could go to Kansas to work and I wouldn't care- I just need something new!] And if you read this, please leave no comments saying "Oh God will help you, you gotta trust him"... I know that. If you want to comment, make it it something I don't already know. Like one of your personal experiences- I would love to hear those- but please, no cliche little sayings about God- I've heard them too much... Thanks guys. | | |
| The last 12 hours were so productive that I have to make a note of it. I went to Dollar General, purchased items, went to the bookstore, walked back, made cookies, did my laundry, and finished CAPA. I went to supper, came back and decorated my floor and threw a Christmas party. (which was extremely successful.) I went to midnight breakfast just long enough, came back, cleaned up, did dishes, and then I rearranged and decorated our lounge even more. I folded my laundry, cleaned my room, made a few signs, emailed things to people, and was even able to comfort and support a few people. I may have done a few other things that I forgot to mention. But overall, I am pretty sure that it was the most productive 12 hours of my life. I am glad for this period of time because recently it has been hard to make myself care about things. You may have heard me say that I am tired of life at the moment but I don't like the alternative. I said that purely in jest, but I recently have been lethargic and dispassionate. Tomorrow who knows what will happen? But today ? Today was productive! :)
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| It has been quite a period of time since I last posted- I feel that I have changed more than I can even know and yet still remain somewhat the same. Here I am posting as a junior, and the feeling has remained that I feel so- old. And yet so young. I watched a video of seniors on you tube today, pictures and videos from their freshman year (which was only the year before mine) and I about cried. I didn't know that those people once hung out, and it savored strongly of the same sort of friendships I had and some that I still have. Things have changed so much since freshman year, and that video reminded me strongly of the simple, fun, sometimes crazy, laughing-until-your-sides-hurt, times, and I began to reminisce. So I know that this is an melancholy (I like that word) entry, probably somewhat too melancholy for a first entry in awhile, but I wanted to just recount some of the things I remember, some of the memories and the stories. Some of these will be one liners, some will be inside jokes that no one will get except those that were there, some will be longer stories with details, but just skim and get what you will... :)
Gotta start with the library- walking in, hearing a certain voice mail left on Dillin's phone. Seeing Holly Davis, and Rachel Heston (soon to be Davis) for the first time. Laughing when earlier in the night I felt like crying. Meeting the friends I would spend the rest of my college career with.
First snow of the year, running around Burritt shoving snow down each others backs and trying to get people in the face. Warming up in the entryway of Burritt, talking until too late.
The "ghost" of Almira. Enough said.
Dillin's magical properties of turning off campus lights.
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"I know you from chem
and finite is our favorite.
I can't write poetry
but I am for you
I do not hate you
and I am not getting over you
Friends we just are
and friends we will be
So even though this doesnt rhyme
or sound remotely the same
I know you are a great guy
no matter what others say
I really like Greenville,
and I hope you do too.
I hope you pass your finite test
and your Chemistry one too"
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Lydia, Michael and I going to the wrong church and swearing we wouldn't tell anyone about it. Oops. Sorry.
Harry Potter. Ha. Getting ready to see the Goblet of Fire in theaters at Midnight.
Seeing Narnia at midnight in theaters. Holly and I and Mr. Tumnus.
Moving in with Lydia on Third Burritt Annex, one of the best decisions of my life.
Ah. Interterm. Making videos with way too many inside jokes.
The first time I realized how much I really liked Holly Davis: the robot story. This one is worthy of detail. I walk in one day, ranting and raving of how bad my day was, and I look up and I see her crying- eyes red, blowing her nose, etc. I think "Oh CRAP. Someone died and here I am complaining about homework." So I say, oh so caring, "What's wrong Holly?"
"Nothing. It's nothing"
"No really what's wrong?"
"I was just reading this story. I'm okay- just go ahead."
"No what story?"
"No it's okay..." etc etc. I finally convince her to tell me about the story, and she says- "Well it is this story about two robots, and one robot died, and the other one was poking it.." and she starts to laugh/cry. I couldn't hold it in any longer, and I just died laughing. We laughed until I thought I was going to wet myself. To her defense, she thought I wouldn't understand a more detailed response so she simplified it- a bit too much.
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Kristin
Hollister Moody
January 26, 2006
Western Civilization
Although the government system of
Athens worked differently from today, we still received the principle idea of
democracy from Athens. We also received
such things as philosophy, with preceding philosophers such as Socrates, Plato
and Aristotle. We however, did not receive the act of our men having sexual
relations with young boys, which later turned into close friendships. We did
receive the macaroni and cheese and the potatoes and the corn. Corn is such a
ponderous thing that we could use. Socrates taught us how to plant the corn
with fish so that it would come up. Or maybe that was Squanto, I don’t
know. All I know is that it helped to save
the Pilgrims that came over. It however, did not prevent the Death Star’s
destruction. We can accredit this to the wild monkeys that over ran
Greece, also known as the Romans, which also happens to be the name of the
sixth book of the New Testament. In this is
located the road to redemption through Jesus Christ our Lord. Paul, who was also a Beatle, wrote this book
right after he wrote “Yesterday”, and “Let it be." At least I think so. “Take my Life and Let it be” is also a song, but not by
Paul of the Beatles. I am not particularly sure who wrote this song. However, I am
sure that it was a very godly person who did not graduate from Greenville
College. Discos to show that CCM is a useless program, and everyone should go
into Western Civilization instead because then they actually might write
something worth listening to one of these days.
So it may be derived that the Greeks
gave us everything from Aristotle to gays, to mac & cheese, to Squanto, to
Paul and the Beatles, to Christian Contemporary Music, back to Western
Civilization, in which I am now enrolled. (I laughed so much that night I think I cried. )
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Midnight runs to McDonalds- being stuffed in the back of Amber's car with Rob and Holly
Lydia and the little birdie- another story worthy of details. I was trying to sleep and Lydia makes a lot of noise and just when I think Lydia is about to leave I hear:
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. What a cute little birdie!"
Silence....relax....
"WHY ARE YOU STARING AT ME LITTLE BIRDIE!!! SHOO!"
Making Michael freaked out by jumping in elevators, leaning over railings, etc.
Referring to Holly as a Robot.
A Cornecopia of Love (Potter Puppet Pals!)
Sitting in the balcony in Vespers.
Going to see the Teddy Bears at midnight.
Sending Michael the Crush can with Rob's dollar- accidentally mispelling his name on the tag.
COR 102 Trip with Nathan and Dillin- the start of a good study group/ friendship. Xavier Beach waltzing into the Holy of Holy's at the Orthodox Church. I thought the priest was going to burst a vein.
Dillin's beard. Again, enough said.
Dillin convincing Lydia that it was her brownie.
If you have any memories from this year that I have forgotten about - jot a note.
And that is just freshman year- sophomore year to come.
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| Haha yea for the first update in a while.
So camp has been nuts, but it has been superfun (yes that is one word for me). God has been doing some great things at camp, really touching hearts and minds. It has been good for me too- I have noticed how much fun I have serving God. Having fun with old staff and meeting and hanging with the newer staff members- it has been a lot of fun.
Now I am sitting in a hotel room in Dayton Ohio, and tomorrow we will make our way to Rochester New York for Bible Quiz Nationals! Yay! :)
Alright going now- leave notes to make me feel loved.
Psalm 29
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| Friday wasn't too great because we finally made it to a Cards game and it got rained out. But apparently our faces made it on the nightly news.
Saturday was good- I went to the Krober Room to see Matthew West and he ended up eating at our table. Then he sang two new songs and shared stories and how he got into songwriting and stuff. It was really neat!
Then we went to Steak N' Shake last night for Rob's birthday, and it was really fun, laid back. During the span of the evening, Keith made the remark that he liked dipping his hamburger in his shake, and from there we extrapolated until finally Caroline agreed to ask the waitress. The waitress comes over and with an extremely straight face Caroline asks if they can put grade A beef in a shake for her. The waitress laughs and says no, and we are all laughing and Caroline still has a straight face and says "Really? You can't?" And the waitress says no, and Caroline says very seriously, "Oh. my mother always makes them for me." The waitress's face was priceless I must say.
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