So for weeks and weeks, I have been striving, longing, and working for arrival on campus. Some might even say that I was antsy for the day in which I would leave my small town, rural America, and journey to the big city in Chapel Hill, to begin work as a staff intern. Finally, this past weekend, I made the move, took the leap, stepped out in faith... wow, I should stop using commas and metaphors. But, you get the picture.
So today (I'm so proud of myself!) I navigated the necessary public transportation to get myself from my little apartment onto the big campus, less than 3 miles away, but oh so daunting.
Arriving on campus, I had no real purpose yet, save to find a comfortable spot, observe my new habitation, and dive into a book called "How People Grow." I thought that a giant tree on north campus would provide the perfect location to do said activities. So I settled myself comfortably in this giant nook that was exactly Kristen-sized, and snuggled down for a good long read-observe period. Unbeknownst to me, I had also picked the psychodelic-disco ball party-place-to-be location of the Chapel Hill population of black ants. Within about five minutes, they were dancing on my legs, arms, shirt, and oh so devestatingly, down my pants. Quite literally, I was ant-sy, with ants in my pants... and everywhere else!
Ah, the irony. For so long antsy in one way... now ant-sy in quite a different way.
Welcome to campus, Kristen! Anyone know how to remove or locate MIA black ants?
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1 Samuel 17:40,47 "Then he took his staff in his hand, chose five smooth stones from the stream, put them in the pouch of his shepherd's bag and, with his sling in his hand, approached the Philistine...All those gathered here will know that it is not by sword or spear that the LORD saves; for the battle is the LORD's, and he will give all of you into our hands."
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