cinco de mayo May 5, 2011
Posted by highofseventyfive in documenting life.Tags: christianity, cinco de mayo, drinking, on the border, starbucks
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tonight i went out with my starbucks friends for cinco de mayo. we went to on the border on route 1 and it was nuts. it was so packed and they had a fenced off area for all the crazy drinkers.
we wait an hour for a table, and people watched. i had a margarita for the first time, it was delicious (i figured). i saw a bunch of high school people, and there were guido guys and skanky girls and it was just like, oh man, i forgot people like this existed!
i felt a bit self-conscious because i thought we were just going to go out for a few beers, so i stayed in the clothes i had on, cargo pants and my njcf hoodie…. haha, at a booze fest. and my friends were dressed up. oh well, i don’t think of these things.
when we were waiting around and such, i saw like 4 of my students. i don’t know if they saw me, but i saw them. and it made me feel really strange. like, i was okay with ME being there, but i was not okay with THEM being there. and i’m not sure why. obviously they are old enough to drink and probably still drink all the time on campus and at parties. but something in me was like, nooooooooo! why! and i guess that was one little reminder to me that not everyone is TCNJ students. our idea of fun was going to the library. and none of my friends had any interest in wasting money on alchohol and being in a bar. and yet i was there, now, in my njcf hoodie, with my starbucks friends.
it was fun i guess, i mean, after that i only had a sangria, so two things i’ve never tried before. sometimes it bothers me that i don’t feel any different after i drink, but i never really want to bother trying to find out. the others pounded down the caronas. at least my taco salad was good.
after we finally got the check paid and all, we stood outside talking to a few people. we kept running into customers and people we knew. i wasn’t interested in any of the conversations, so i sorta just observed all the craziness and prayed. they’re so lost, God, I thought, as I scanned the crowd. It amazes me, every time I go “out”, how many people just really think that this is fun. so many, many people. its so sad.
and this thought always bites me when i get home, that “they’re winning”. that i’m being wooed by my starbucks friends to the dark side, being taken in little by little to their world. but then I remember, that they are coming to my Bible study tomorrow. haha.
MY LIFE IS EPIC.
the house, NSO September 4, 2010
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well, i think this was the first full (maybe second) week that everyone was in the house. I haven’t been getting much sleep.
You see, I have work at 5am every morning (except wednesdays and sundays). And so really, I need to get up at either 4am, or 4:30ish, depending on what I left un-done from the night before. And I should probably get a good night’s sleep since my job is an on-my-feet 8 hour shift of being attentive to all my customers at Starbucks and making drinks and being coherent to remember all those drink orders and which one had no foam and which one had 3 shots.
But, people have been swinging by my room and staying to chat and well I can’t hep but want to engage with them. I haven’t even attempted to go to sleep before 10pm yet. I know the noise in the house could keep me up but usually that doesn’t bother me.
I hope that now that the first week of school is done, my housemates will start getting homework and stuff, and not be around as much. I say that in the best way possible, because its hard for me NOT to stay up and talk. I think I stayed up to talk almost every night this week.
And by today I am literally so exhausted. I think i’ve also taken a nap after work the past few days as well, but that makes me feel unproductive and lazy when i have a wide open afternoon and i use it up sleeping. I need the sleep though.
Next week is NSO at Rider. I’m soooo excited to see all the returning students who I’ve invested my heart in this last year as a volunteer. I am pumped to meet the new freshmen and transfers. Who will God bring us as solid christians who want to be missional to the campus? Who will have musical talent and want to play worship? Who will come along who doesn’t quite know Jesus yet, that we might lead them to Him? Its this fantastical treasure hunt mad scramble the first two weeks of school. There are so many possibilities and exciting twists and turns as we follow God on the campus looking for where He wants to use us to love on people. To bring them to Him. To use them to change their campus, and to send them out into the world as those who long for healing and change, lasting impact.
On top of this NSO craziness (which any student in leadership in InterVarsity knows that NSO takes up your LIFE the first few weeks) I am working 40 hours a week at Starbucks still. I wasn’t able to hand in my availability changes until the funding came in and since it was so last minute, I have to tough it out a few weeks of working a full time schedule there as well. Which stinks. If you asked any of my donor partners or other staff, they would HATE that i have to spend more time in a starbucks than with students, doing what matters on the mission field i’ve been called to. But, Praise Be to God that it is not NECESSARY, only temporary. I don’t NEED to keep working 40 hours a week because I will be part time on campus getting paid part time. Sooooo exciting!!!!
I get to plan the freshmen retreat, (first time for Rider, ever! well, as far as I know) first time for THIS fellowship. I’m excited because the frosh retreats are always so influential. I’m hoping to use it as a time to really build the upperclassmen leaders to RUN the thing themselves. I’ll just delegate and give some standards. I have to plan a meeting for that i suppose.
If you’re reading this, take a second right now and pray for NSO. that i might have stamina. that i might be sustained by God’s strength, not my own, not by caffeine. That when I’m at starbucks, I’m not grumpy or resentful ALL the time. (maybe just on saturdays
) For the freshmen coming in, that you would help us to find them, that God would be clearly calling and drawing them, us to them, and them to Him. (make sense?)
Pray that we will be SPIRITUAL ALARM CLOCKS for the campus. Awakening dead souls to the glory and love of God. Opening their eyes to the Kingdom, and inviting them to get out of bed and participate in all that God has for their lives.
saturday May 8, 2010
Posted by highofseventyfive in documenting life.Tags: bike rides, billie holiday, dollar store, ella fitzgerald, laundry, modern family, starbucks, work
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so lets see, what did i do today:
woke up at 4:15am, took a shower, went to work at 5am. (yes today is saturday. no rest for the weary!)
it was RIDICULOUSLY busy today at starbucks. I sometimes have to remind myself that i started working here because i like the rush of talking with customers, getting messy, team work to serve up something yummy, and NOT sitting in a cubicle for 8 hours. but on days like this, it just seems like slave labor to have to work so hard! fulfilling though. time went so fast that by the time it was 12 i didn’t even really realize, and i hadn’t taken my half yet.
after work, i drove home and let see… i went on the computer, checked email and facebook and stuff, printed up/stuffed 3 things to get out in the mail.
started doing laundry
took a quick nap before dinner
tacos!
put air in the tires and rode my brothers bike over to ritas to say hi. i miss working there. it was such a nice night i had to go outside and do something for a little bit. however it was extremely windy, to the point where it seemed kinda dangerous!
i listened to some billie holliday on my bike ride and it was quite delightful.
then i went to a.c. moore to get some of those silly band bracelets that are animal shaped, for camp. decided to go over to the dollar store too.
i got this watch! i’ll probably be very happy about this for about a week
and i also got some “stationary” note type paper that i needed. picked up some mother’s day stuff too.
came back, watched the newest episode of Modern Family, put away some of the laundry while listening to ella fitzgerald now. i’ve been jammin to “Love is here to stay”. it plays at starbucks and i just love it. the rockies may crumble gibralter may tumble, they are all made of clay, but— our love, is here tooooooooo stay. yeaaaaah.
so all in all i think a rather productive day, huh? i’ll probably read for a bit or waste time on websites like engrish then catch SNL. and then SLEEP!!!
church tomorrow, then not much going on in the afternoon, dinner at memom’s (woot!) which means i can’t go to small group though, oh well.
sleep, oh sleep March 18, 2010
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this really bothers me. i have no way to control my sleep and develop any sort of healthy pattern with my time.
last night i was out til 11:30p and came home and went to sleep around 12. had a headache though so it took a while to fall asleep. woke up at 4:30am. worked until 11. stayed up did work, errands, walked the dog, etc, until 5:30p. decided to take a nap until my meeting, which got cancelled, which meant i could attend my other meeting’s conference call instead. BUT i slept through that. and I woke up instead at 8:30pm. and, I pretty much have to go to sleep again in about an hour
because tomorrow, I wake up at 4am, work 5a-1:30p, and I’m participating in the youth group 30 hour famine so i’m not eating after 7a. they meet at 7p and i’m helping until “lights out”, then jetting home for a little sleep before getting up early on saturday to go to a wedddddddinnnnngggg!
technically saturday will be considered sleeping in since usually i open on saturdays. not having to be somewhere til 10am is going to be fabulous. but, i’m also staying up later on a friday night than i’m used to.
oy.
my problem is I can’t seem to get through some days without an afternoon/evening nap. sometimes i get woken up for dinner, or some other important thing i have my alarm set for. and other times i stay up the entire day, either caffeinated out the wazoo, or just plain exhausted. every day is different.
i’m not sure how much longer this will be healthy and what i’m supposed to do about it.
that’s all.
4am January 1, 2010
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so, its 10pm on a friday night, but i am going to sleep now. i have to wake up at 4am. and well, i love my job!
i’m very very happy at starbucks. its such a fun job. wooot!
thought it was my art teacher. November 26, 2009
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so i saw a lady yesterday at work who looked JUST like my high school art teacher, so when i went up to the register to help her, i smiled and waved real big and said, “HIIIII!” and the lady just kinda stared at me.
hahahahhahahha. it wasn’t my art teacher. so i was just a REALLY enthusiastic employee. how’s that for customer service.
ok thats all.
hello hurricane November 15, 2009
Posted by highofseventyfive in documenting life.Tags: schedule, sleep, starbucks, work, youth group
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so this coming up week is going to be one of those weeks. one of those weeks where every day is super calculated out. and any spare time is going to be spent sleeping. and the time awake is going to be spent complaining about how tired i am. and the whole week i will spend running my schedule over and over and over in my head. one of those weeks where things that aren’t happening for DAYS are making me exhausted just thinking about it. and i will ABSOLUTELY LOVE EVERY SECOND OF IT. (even the ones where i’m complaining)
are you pumped?! if you are a stalker, well now you get to see where i’m at all week. hopefully no stalkers read my blog. “go away stalkers!”
monday: pack, plan for trip. 1p-9:30p work at sbux, go to sleep as soon as i get home!
tuesday: wake up at 5am! gaah! 6a-1:30p work at sbux. 2:30p meet Loren, drive to Millersville, Pennsylvania. dinner, doors @ 6pm Anberlin concert at MU. sleep over tackalack’s house.
wednesday: wake up (!) drive back to NJ. nap time??? large group @ 8pm. go to sleep as soon as I get home!
thursday: wake up at 6 (!) 7a-3:30p work at sbux. mentoring at 4p & 7p? go to sleep as soon as I get home!
friday: wake up at 4am (!) 5a-1:30p work at sbux. 2pm lunch interview meeting with greg and cathy. pack, quick nap? 6pm Central youth group ALL NIGHTER.
ALL NIGHT.
saturday: 8am, kids go home. 1p-9:30p work at sbux. CRASH
sunday: church.
average sleep each night: 5.3 hours
rock on.
wow, no more, ever. October 15, 2009
Posted by highofseventyfive in documenting life.Tags: donations, Rita's water ice, starbucks, tip money, work
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ritas gelati
and so, I handed in my keys, for the very last time, at Rita’s. The weather this week has been so cold and yucky, boss just decided to close on a thursday and not wait the whole weekend. so, i have OFF friday all day, just working 7-11 at starbucks. woot! i have to figure out what i’m going to do with myself.
anyway, i would just like to document this time, and the fact that MAN, i must really be growing up. because i’m never going back to rita’s (at least to work) ever, ever again. wow. i’ll miss ya Rita’s, I really will. You were my favorite job. 6 years! I’m looking forward to the tip money this year, hoping its a nice chunk of change. I usually donate most of it, because it feels like a “christmas bonus” or something. and idk, it feels good at least once a year to do something nice with my money. depending on how much it is will determine who gets what, but i’ve got quite a few friends who are missionaries/campus ministry staff and some people going on missions. there is plenty to give to. We shall see how the Lawd has me use it.(there is a slight twinge of wanting a new digital camera instead. thats so terrible! especially when I’m going to have loans on me pretty soon. but man, a nice canon or nikon, its just calling my name..)
I pray my new job gives me just as much satisfaction, and is just as fun, in new and different ways, as Rita’s. By next week, I will be an official barista.
wow, no more Rita’s. wow.




