Today was not only my last day of class as an undergraduate, but tonight was my last BCM ever.

I don’t get emotional about moving on very often, but when my friends started giving senior speeches and talking about what the last four years have really meant, I couldn’t help but tear up a little bit.

And as mad as I was about there not being a senior video, I have to admit that it might be a good thing. Don’t know if I could’ve handled that.

I chose not to give a formal senior speech for a couple of reasons, but this post will do a better job of saying what BCM has meant to me than any speech would have anyways.

BCM wasn’t the biggest part of my college experience, and it wasn’t even the most important, but I can honestly say that it had a huge impact on the last four years.

Without BCM, I probably wouldn’t have this group of beautiful friends (plus a few other lovelies not in this picture). There have been crazy times in the last few years, but somehow we managed to stick together since the freshman girls bible study that brought us all together in the first place. & I think we’ve come pretty far.

BCM 1Without BCM I probably wouldn’t have ended up with these two crazy roommates for the past couple of years either. I honestly don’t know what I would have done without them, and I don’t know what I’m going to do once we move out of the lovely Harriett Plantation. But BCM brought us together, and I will always be thankful for that.

BCM 2BCM also changed my whole life plan. Whoa. If I hadn’t done Sendmenow Summer missions, I might not have ever even thought about going into occupational therapy, and now I can’t imagine going into anything else.

& speaking of Sendmenow missions, without BCM I would have never started working at Camp Hawkins or Camp Jackie, and I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to fall in love with so many precious kids like these::

BCM 3..or have had the opportunity to work with so many amazing people there. Like these crazy ladies and so many more that aren’t in the picture.

BCM 3Without BCM I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to go on seven different mission trips over the past four years, and I wouldn’t have gotten to spread Jesus and love on precious babies in Ecuador or Haiti.


And most importantly, I wouldn’t be where I am today in my relationship with Jesus. Just having a time to worship and learn with my friends every week made such a huge difference.

I would like to think that I’ve changed a lot in these past four years, and BCM has been a major part of that. Friends, a couple of awesome interns, a great campus minister, and missions opportunities have all helped me grow in more ways than I would have imagined when I signed up for an email list at summer orientation.

I feel like I need to say that, as great as it has been, it hasn’t been all rainbows & butterflies. People in BCM have hurt me and made me cry, and I’ve probably done the same to them. I’ve been offended, felt unappreciated, gotten mad at the way things happened, and even said a few a lot of things that I probably shouldn’t have. I also didn’t find my future husband, so that’s kind of disappointing. You know, whatever. But overall, I’m so, so glad that I didn’t just give up then because it has definitely been worth it.

I wouldn’t trade these past four years at Mercer for anything. I found a community that I loved here at this school, but I found my family at BCM. & while I’m ready to move on and see what’s next, I’m going to miss it so much. You don’t just find a family anywhere. I have been so blessed.


My Pinericus Weekend.

I had a very pinericus weekend. I made that word up. It’s a combination of the two things that describe my weekend the most. I spent the weekend in the fabulous town of Americus, Georgia visiting my friend Cami, and while I was there we did several things off of Pinterest.

My first visit to Americus was pretty exciting. Not only did I get to hang out with Cami, but I got to see the sights.

I was given a tour of downtown Americus, Georgia Southwestern State University, and Plains, Georgia where I had some fabulous homemade peanut butter ice cream. So, so good.

The best part was hanging out with this giant, eyeless peanut. It was pretty exciting.

Anyways, while I was there we tried a few ideas that we found on Pinterest.

First, we made some pretty awesome cupcakes. (Don’t worry, we only made 24. The 108 last weekend was a one time thing.)

We tried this method of making a box cake taste like it’s from a bakery. I mean, I don’t necessarily know specifically what a bakery cupcake tastes like, but ours came out pretty tasty, so I’d say this one was a success!

The icing for the cupcakes was what I was most excited for. We made sculptable buttercream, and it was awesome. It was like a weird mixture between play-dough and icing, and it was so much fun.

Of course I made a cupcake with my trademark bow on it.

& then we had a whole lot of fun making a bunch of different designs.

I’m a big fan. I will definitely be doing this again. So much yummier than fondant.

The third Pinterest idea that I tried was a detox bath.  I don’t really know why I wanted to try this so bad, but for some reason I did. I think the idea of a bath making you sweat abnormal amounts really intrigued me, so we got the weird ingredients for it and gave it a go.

I don’t really know what I was expecting, but it didn’t exactly live up to my expectations.

First of all, the ginger turned the bath water brown. Which was nasty. I was not a fan of the colored bath water.

Secondly, I did sweat, but not as much as the article made it sound like I would. I could feel droplets dripping down my forehead though, so I guess it was a good amount.

& thirdly, the weirdest part is that my heart started beating really fast. I didn’t like that at all.

After I got out of the bath I didn’t feel detoxified, or really different in any way. I just felt hot, so I took a cool shower to wash all the sweat and ground ginger off of my body. Nasty, I know.

Maybe I don’t have many toxins in my body. Maybe this bath is a scam. Maybe I should know these things since I’m a biology major. Who knows.

I do know that it was a weird experience, but also a really funny experience. However, I don’t think I’ll be trying it again.

Overall, it was a fantastic weekend. Americus impressed me and so did Pinterest. This kind of weekend might need to happen again.

Happy Heart.

Summertime is always weird.  Especially the current time frame where school is out, but camp hasn’t started yet. I’m not at school, and my friends from school are currently scattered all over the country/world.  Going home doesn’t fully feel like going home anymore, and my friends from high school will be scattering themselves out some as well.

It’s a drifting phase.  Drifting phases seem to make me think.  I don’t really know why.  It may have something to do with the sudden lack of constant social interaction.  Or maybe in between times are just good for reevaluating.  Not sure, but it definitely still happens.

Tonight seems to be a perfect time for such evaluating.  I’m in Macon, but my roommates are sadly missing.  The alone time combined with our house’s lack of television, an atmosphere slightly bad for sleeping, and the fact that my vacation ended only a few hours ago is like the perfect mix.

There’s a lot going on in my head, but I’d just like to say that my heart is happy.

My heart is happy because while I may be drifting, I have three places that I love, and three places where I feel loved.  Most people are lucky to have one.  I have Marietta, Macon, & Mt. Airy, all of which I get to spend time in this week.

My heart is happy because I just got to spend 5 days in a beautiful place with 6 of my favorite people in the whole world.

My heart is happy because beach trips don’t have to be ruined when a tropical storm comes through.  In fact, better memories can be made at midnight in the rain and wind than at noon in the sunshine.

My heart is happy because I can cry in my car for a stupid reason and my friends still love me.

My heart is happy because a friendship has been strengthened.

My heart is happy because a friendship has been slightly weakened, but only enough to put everything back in perspective.

My heart is happy because I just realized how lucky I am to have friendships that are long lasting and continually getting better.

-Like this transformation (which is mainly characterized by the monumental improvement of our hair styles):

-And this one (which is kind of just hilarious):

-& This one too (obviously, he’s a lot happier to be around me these days):

-Plus 4 other equally important ones, who should probably just feel lucky I couldn’t find adequate old pictures to use.

My heart is happy because my friends don’t need matching bracelets to prove our friendship (even though I still like them.)

My heart is happy because I’ve discovered that writing letters is surprisingly wonderful.  & I’ve written two tonight.

My heart chest is happy because my sunburn has faded. Pretty much the same thing, right?

& My heart is happy especially happy because I will be at my favorite place in the whole world in only 4 short days. With my favorite kids in the whole world.

& I will be making a much stronger attempt at blogging my way through camp this summer, so I can continue to share this happiness.  I don’t plan on my heart being sad for at least 7 or so more weeks.  It’s a good feeling.

On Encouraging Good Behavior.

I’ve written a few posts in the past about how boys do things wrong (example: Public Service Announcement), but I’m not going to lie, I have a few guy friends who know a whole lot about how to do things right.

Now I’m not saying that they are super awesome at being in relationships and everything that goes along with that situation, because I really don’t know them in that context, but they are super good at being guy friends,  & even gentleman, or, you know, something like that.

They are good about realizing you need help even when you don’t ask them for it. They are good about being willing to help in whatever way you need them too.  & they are good about not complaining.

I was in charge of an event this weekend, and without the several guys who helped me out, it would have taken me about twice as long to get everything done.

It’s not that girls’ help isn’t as good, because my fabulous roommates also helped me crazy big amount, but guys make things go a lot faster.  & they make things happen with out any drama being involved, which isn’t always a guarantee with females.

I am super appreciative of what my guy friends do for me, but sometimes I don’t think girls know how to react to guys acting, supporting, and serving like they should.

There are usually three ways in which girls react to guys doing things for them::

1. They expect it. (Maybe too much.)

I will agree that guys should be willing to help girls and support them, but I don’t think it’s fair to expect too much.  The biggest problem that seems to go along with this reaction is that these girls don’t act appreciative.  Ladies, you can’t expect a guy to do things for you when you never say thank you or do anything for him.  It just doesn’t make sense.

This can also turn into girls forcing guys to do things for them.  Why is that a good idea? It’s not.  Somebody doing something for you just doesn’t seem to mean as much when you give them no choice.

2. They don’t want it.

The opposite reaction is girls who don’t want guys to help them at all.  I’ve seen girls tell guys no when they offer to take their plate or hold the door for them.  Seriously? I know you can do it yourself, but why would you say no when someone is trying to do something nice for you? You don’t need to feel guilty when they want to do it.

For instance, I could have totally done all of the set-up and cooking for the event this weekend by myself.  But without help it would have taken a lot longer and would have been a lot less fun.  My need to be independent is not strong enough to deny people the right to help me.  Get over yourself.

3. Encourage Good Behavior.

This is my motto when it comes to this topic: Don’t demand help, don’t deny help, just encourage good behavior when help is given to you.  When you are either friends with a guy or dating a guy who is good enough and nice enough to offer to help you or do things for you, let him.  & then subtly encourage him to do it again.

This may include, but is not limited to: always saying thank you and doing it often, doing nice things for them in return, and/or giving rewards.

I’m not saying this to make it sounds like I’m training my guy friends like dogs, because that’s seriously not what I’m doing.  I just want them to know that I appreciate them and what they do.  Because that’s really important.

So if any of my guy friends are reading this by some chance, or if you are just a guy who is awesome too, keep it up.  Somebody appreciates you a whole lot.  & I hope it will pay off for you, because that’s what you deserve.

& ladies, be sure to tell the good guys in your life how much you appreciate them.  I feel like the number of guys out there who are good examples of this is dwindling. Let’s do our best to keep that from happening.