New Doctor

O wonder!

How many goodly creatures are there here!

How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world

That has such people in't!

~The Tempest, Act V, scene 1

Yet again, what I want to blog about strangely goes right along with the title. A new year, a new semester, a new month, a new week and new day. This summer and first few weeks of the semester have be crazy, hard and tiring. But thanks to God, Chunky Monkey, and Chick Flicks...I have persevered! This is the first day of the rest of my life.

Well, enough with the life lesson. After an incredibly busy summer of 4 jobs and attempting to have a life while still helping out at my church, I was really looking forward to the normality of Knoxville. I started right back in my internship at my church, and soon afterwords, classes commenced. I love my Theatre, English and Economics teachers, and my German and Accounting teachers are hard, but good. Surprisingly all of my teachers this year have an American accent (virtually unheard of at the University of Tennessee).

KidStuf has gone great, I love being down there with the kids :) Making/finding props is becoming steadily easier as I get the hang of it. The Children's Pastor gave me some sample gels (the colored things that go on stage lights) to see if there were some we could use. College Drama is also fun. We are doing "God's Chisel" by the Skit Guys tomorrow and I am so excited.

In other news, Monday night I was playing church softball and while I was tagging a guy out at second, he managed to slide into my left pinky (throwing hand) and consequently tore a ligament. I thought it was only a jammed finger, so I played the last two innings. I went to the doctor on Wednesday because it was all black, blue and swollen (that usually doesn't happen to jammed fingers) and they took x-rays and told me I had to wear a splint for a day and go to the physical therapist. So, even though I didn't want to, I went to the PT and she told me to keep the splint on until today after the game and then just tape it and come back next week, grrr. Also, I got a call that my finger wasn't broken or fractured.

Side note, my dad has broken his wrist in church softball and his hand in church basketball, so he is banned from church sports for the rest of his natural life. Good news to that is, since I didn't break a bone, I am not banned. WIN!

Well, peeps, I have updated you on my life. I promise that I will try to keep up to date this year. Peace out, live long and prosper!