When someone says, “Eh” you either think of them Canadians and their “How you doin’, eh?” or you think of the term that’s usually used in place of saying some unhappy things when someone asks how your day was.

“How was your day?”
“…eh.”

I haven’t had to use that phrase too often since I got back here to Houghton. Most of my days have been fine or even really good. Tiring, yes. But overall pretty great. I love rooming with Lauren and our personalities just compliment each other so well. Our music tastes are so similar it’s scary, we’re both calm and rational thinkers, we have good conversations, she crashes at night (or rather, “Pumpkinizes” as Caroline calls it) so it kind of forces me to be on a bit more of a regular sleep schedule, we’re both English majors and can understand the stresses of each other’s workloads, and we’re both crazy artistic and can appreciate a nicely decorated room. =)

Some of those seem like small things and there are many more things that I didn’t list but in general, I’m really liking how this is working out this year. Caroline is still nearby so it doesn’t feel like we dropped off of each other’s planets. We can have our own space and place to think and go when we need to escape each other and then we can hang out in each other’s rooms and watch anime and movies and listen to music and talk when we want to. I couldn’t think of a setup that could be any better.

I got my first job a couple weeks ago and I’m currently doing maintenance at the library. I clean one of the classrooms (dust/disinfect/vacuum/clean the chalkboard) and I clean the staff lounge and bathroom/kitchen. It’s only about a 1.15 hour long job a day but at least it’s something.

I’m doing 15 credit hours of work which is typical. On mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, my first class is at 9:00 and I have French, Intro to Christianity, and English lit later on.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays my first class isn’t until 1 PM so I get to sleep a little bit more. I call that my adolescent day because the two classes that I have are Adolescent Psych and Adolescent Literature. Hah. So yeah.

Cameron is here at Houghton with me and about the only times I see him are at meals (which I sometimes don’t go to because I like to cook occasionally) and chapel (which I’ve gone to every time so far). We haven’t been able to talk as much as I hoped to but it does make me happy that he’s on campus and hopefully making lots of new friends. Due to something that happened recently in his life (and something I don’t think I need to be blogging about), I think he could really use a confidence booster and some good friends and prayer. I love him so dearly it’s ridiculous.

Anyway, in other news, I’ve finally gotten myself entangled in a huge fricken web of drama. I love my friends dearly, each and every one of them, but I wish sometimes (well, all the time) that people could just sit down and think about things rationally.

When a relationship goes wrong, what’s the smart thing to do? Get back at the person you once cared about so deeply? Do something to hurt their pride? Cause them mental and psychological harm?

Two of my friends have come to the conclusion that that’s the thing you should do. They both had their own completely separate run-ins with guys and both times I’ve seen both sides of the situation (the guys side) and can tell that neither one of the guys deserved any kind of reaction like that.

What do you do in that situation? Do you just sit there while two of your good friends beat up on two guys that don’t deserve to be treated like dirt? Do you say something to your friends even if you know it’ll create a break in the faultline?

Personally I think acting like that is just sickening. Not just immature, but sickening.

Sometimes I want to cry because I want to do something so bad to help my friends (the ones being beaten up on) and there’s nothing I can do. These are the times when I really start to hate the backstabbing personality that girls often have. I know it’s just a way of coping with things but do you really have to cope with a knife your hand?

Think about it.

And this is why, my life has been a little bit “eh” lately. I really need prayer. I know that I get myself so tangled up in these things it’s ridiculous but there’s really nothing I can do about it. I care too much and I hate seeing even just one of my friends suffering. I attempt to be peacemaker even if that means that I end up being the bad person in the end.

Maybe I’m wrong…but I really don’t think I am.