Lost (not just and addicting TV show)

"If I'm a uterus here and my arms are the oviducts..." This is an analogy no one should ever use outside the realm of biology professors. Surprisingly, my current anatomy professor, Dr. Horne, is the first teacher I know of who has used his own body as a visualization of the menstrual cycle. To make things worse, he referred to it as the "ministral cycle". I am by no means comfortable when it comes to discussion on human reproduction, but today's lecture was possibly the most interesting of the entire semester. I recommend taking a course by this humorous old man if you ever get the chance, though you'd most likely have to be a health science major in order to benefit from any classes he teaches, which limits my success at recruitment.
Classes now seem extremely unimportant to me now, most likely because I am anticipating my Christmas break so much. Since today marks the first of December, I'd like to warn you that if you see me lost in thought in the next two weeks, it's more than likely that I'm thinking about either being home, Chicago, snow, or some combination of those. As much as I love the heat, snow is by far the most miraculous form of inclement weather. For any of you who have not experienced a good snow storm, which would be most of you native Texans, you are definitely missing out. I mean at least a foot of snow, not a half inch (one inch if you include the ice underneath); great Northern snow storms that would get southerners out of school for the rest of eternity due to the great shock value it would insue on their psyche. There's something deep inside me crying, "It's time for it to snow!" If you notice that I've stopped paying attention to you, just repeat "seventeen more days, you're almost there!" Just remember that this number will change tomorrow.
Moving from what one would normally consider "normal" leaves them a "stranger in a strange land". They are left outside their comfort zones; comfort knowing that it should snow in the winter, that summers should be hot and humid, for instance. As Christians, we are often left with a similar feeling that we are not where we should be, that there is another home for us. Psalm 119:19,"I am a stranger on earth; do not hide your commands from me." Why try to conform to the world? This is often tempting because people would much rather be comfortable and fit in than "special" or weird, but I for one would rather not stoop to the level of those many immoral people who walk the earth. Honestly, I hate fitting in with everyone else, normalcy is definitely overrated.
Today marks the last official bible study group meeting for those of us at Jackson and College Inn (as well as Marissa, both Amandas, Kim Estes...). Amanda Shelton will be graduating this month; she's going to be leaving us for a much more exciting future including missionary work and living in California. I will miss her very much, as she was the first person I met and engaged in meaningful conversation with at Cru at Texas State! I wish her good luck with all her future endeavors!
Your unusual and spastically distracted Northerner,
Anna