Stupid Yellow Curbs

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If it’s too good to be true, it probably (and usually most likely) is. As I previously mentioned, I’ve discovered I’m allowed to park on the street near my dorm. As a ticket on my windshield informed me of yesterday, parking on the street next to a yellow curb, however, is not allowed. $15 down the drain, live and learn.

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Unfortunately, the Starbucks here on campus don’t accept Starbucks gift cards. To those of you who gave me gift cards for graduation, don’t worry, they won’t go to waste. To my excitement, I did find out they have Starbucks cards here you can get that they’ll punch for you every time you buy a drink. Buy 9 and get the 10th free. And buy drinks on Thursday and they punch it twice for every one drink you purchase.

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This is the first time I’ve gone to church on a Sunday morning while I’ve been here. The first Sunday morning I had just got here and didn’t know where any churches were and didn’t have anyone to get a ride with, and last weekend I was visiting Columbus. I’ve heard a lot of good things about Porter Memorial Baptist Church from my youth pastor, Brother Jimmy, at Highview, and others. The service was good, certain aspects reminded me a little of Highview actually.
After growing up at Highview, I could sit in the service, look around at the congregation or up at the members of the choir, and have stories and memories to go along with nearly every face. Looking around this morning it was, in a sense, like being blind; seeing faces, but only faces. Knowing that these people had memories, stories of their own just waiting to be heard.
Just thought I’d share my deep psychological thought of the day.

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I’ve been getting involved in a Christian organization here on campus. It’s called CSF (Christian Student Fellowship). I tried out both it and the BSU (Baptist Student Union), but going to the BSU only made me feel more like I was supposed to be at CSF. Not that I didn’t like it, it just wasn’t for me. They have a program just for freshmen on Tuesday nights, a service for everyone on Thursday nights, and in a week or two they’ll start small-group Bible studies on Wednesday nights as well. I’ve been to both programs and liked them really well. They’re going on a Fall Retreat the weekend of September 19 to a camp an hour away (actually only about 20 minutes from Louisville) and I think I’m going to go.

Well, I’ve gotta go for now. It’s time to get ready to go to church tonight.

Your Starbucks-craving student,

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