Lovely Lafayette
I'm here in Bedford, Indiana, and I am miserable without all of you.
That's right. I, Courtney Elizabeth Blake, who loves new things and has been homesick a scant 5 times her whole life, am now gut-wrenchingly homesick.
I miss being pounced on by Erika in the morning.
I miss laughing at random people (in a kind way, of course) with Amanda.
I miss spontaneous ice cream runs with Mandy.
I miss late night chats with Alex.
I miss getting "woo-bears" from my mum.
I miss waltzing around the kitchen with Trevor.
I miss frantically checking off names with Rachel on Sunday morning.
I miss singing at the top of my lungs while cleaning the bathroom.
I miss playing the viola without inhibitions.
I miss watching chick-flicks with all my girl-friends.
I miss PBF.
I miss being completely clueless (and not caring) in a Bankes brother conversation.
I miss teasing my little sisters friends one moment and then doing hair and makeup the next.
I miss my little golden room- the place where the younger Blakes come to read, talk, and laugh with me.
I miss two hour dinners with my future roomie.
I miss chatting with the girls and getting advice from my older sisters in Christ.
I miss our pool.
I miss political debates with my mom.
I miss 36 mile tandem bike rides with my dad.
I miss random picnics and movie nights with Amanda.
I miss Pastor Viar's sermons on Sunday.
I miss Faith's music ministry.
I miss fellowshipping with believers.
I MISS LAFAYETTE!!!!!
Anyone who has ever been stupid enough to say that Lafayette is boring should leave for eight weeks.
I did.
And now I'm homesick for the town I couldn't wait to get out of.
Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor?
When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. (Ecc. 7:14)
That's right. I, Courtney Elizabeth Blake, who loves new things and has been homesick a scant 5 times her whole life, am now gut-wrenchingly homesick.
I miss being pounced on by Erika in the morning.
I miss laughing at random people (in a kind way, of course) with Amanda.
I miss spontaneous ice cream runs with Mandy.
I miss late night chats with Alex.
I miss getting "woo-bears" from my mum.
I miss waltzing around the kitchen with Trevor.
I miss frantically checking off names with Rachel on Sunday morning.
I miss singing at the top of my lungs while cleaning the bathroom.
I miss playing the viola without inhibitions.
I miss watching chick-flicks with all my girl-friends.
I miss PBF.
I miss being completely clueless (and not caring) in a Bankes brother conversation.
I miss teasing my little sisters friends one moment and then doing hair and makeup the next.
I miss my little golden room- the place where the younger Blakes come to read, talk, and laugh with me.
I miss two hour dinners with my future roomie.
I miss chatting with the girls and getting advice from my older sisters in Christ.
I miss our pool.
I miss political debates with my mom.
I miss 36 mile tandem bike rides with my dad.
I miss random picnics and movie nights with Amanda.
I miss Pastor Viar's sermons on Sunday.
I miss Faith's music ministry.
I miss fellowshipping with believers.
I MISS LAFAYETTE!!!!!
Anyone who has ever been stupid enough to say that Lafayette is boring should leave for eight weeks.
I did.
And now I'm homesick for the town I couldn't wait to get out of.
Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor?
When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider: God has made the one as well as the other. (Ecc. 7:14)
2 Comments:
I'm going to beat you.
I'm SURE Rachel likes me better...
And how many people were there? Bet you didn't have to deal with 100+.
(See, I'm trying to protect my status as the ultimate attendance queen. :p)
... i noticed that you don't miss staley's. which apparently has been bought by some two men and apparently will be EXPANDING ... which is SUPPOSED to control the freaking smell. buh.
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