accomplished

Songs in my iMind:

So She Dances--Josh Groban

I'm done packing for the most part. I still have my laptop, lamp, printer, trashcan, and the few clothes I have until Wednesday to put away. But, other than that, I'm good as ready to get on the road to Jefferson.

My finals start tomorrow. I haven't been doing any interviewing/writing for NEED just because of studying, trying to get my whereabouts for the summer. I'm thinking I'll be able to interview/write by next weekend, Lord willing. Today, I did laundry, read, walked, breathed. Basically nothing out of the ordinary. Martha and I were in the summer orientation video for Belmont so that was pretty cool.

Last night....

Martha and I got back into the habit of walking. We took a few days off because she was bogged down with studying and such. The topic quickly turned to Mete (of course!) She asked how that whole thing was going. I told her we got together on Thurs with the South Dakota group and such. I just told her...

I don't know if we are or ever could be in a relationship. The potential is there, no doubt. It's just whether it's from God or not. I'm not being concerned with relationships. I'm not going to sit and ponder about whether we're meant to be. Like I said, He's taking me on a journey and I can't just sit and wonder about guys. There's work to be done. While I think about him often, I'm not going to ask God if he's the one. God knows who's for me. I'm not going to pester God about my love life. Even though, He cares about everything that goes on in my life, this continual questioning if a guy is supposed to be in my life for the long haul is exhausting. I'm done.

We saw Cy at the Beaman. We talked to him a bit and then when he was about to leave, I stopped him.

"Hey, tell Mete I said hey."

"Tell Mete you said hey?" he confirmed, his eyes wide and a big grin on his face.

At this point we talked with our eyes. That was the longest silent conversation of my life! He tempted me with the question of whether I liked him. I answered him with my eyes and then with my mouth.

"Yea." I breathlessly said. I nodded my head to tell myself we were done talking. He gave me a knowing look and walked in the Beaman.

Martha began talking about our conversation we just had with Cy. As she talked, my mind went elsewhere, wondering if indeed he would tell Mete I greeted him. What else would he say? Would Cy tell him I liked him? I could feel my face grow hot when Cy looked at me like that. I knew the answer of me liking Mete was written all over my face. He's a guy, yea, but some guys pick up on that stuff. He's one of them.

I want to see Mete tomorrow. Here's hoping.