lessons from a country dance

Last night i ventured out on the town with the boy. His friends and my friend maddie all came as well. We went to a bar (hehe) where every sunday night is country dance night. Having learned how to pretzel the weekend before at 2am in the morning, Jase decided that i was ready to try the dance floor. 

It was weird for two reasons...One it was at a bar (a country bar) and with my Indiana heritage its a lil out of the ordinary for me. and Two it was a Sunday night before classes. (again out of my element) but still holding Jase's hand i went in got the two X's to prove I was under age and just like that Jase and I were pretzeling out on the dance floor!

My friend Maddie is Anti-country, but is very out-going. so she had no problem joining me on my little adventure!! Jase's friends seemed to enjoy the opportunity to teach Maddie and Learn themselves.

After a few songs we'd take a break but just long enough to only miss a song or too before being called back out on to the dance floor by out pure desire to have have fun. a little less then half way through Maddie and Jase's friend Casey (SP) we're out on the floor next to Jase and I determined to learn how to pretzel. SO in one night i became a newbie and a teacher :)

I couldnt help but realize that with every turn i would try to make sure my eyes connected with his, i'm not sure if this was to prove that i was doing ok dancing, and looking for approval in his eyes, or if it was the pure fact that with one glance we'd have an entire conversation.

That night made me realize just how truly happy i am. I was in the arms of someone who actually cared about me...and dancing right next to a friend who never once thought about country dancing : )

so this post is actually located in my comments because i can not seem to figure out how to copy and paste from word processor so please its was a reallly long post!!! sooo read it!!! and if yo know how to solve me deliema please let me know!

Lectures in an insect class on religion.

"Even if numbers always matched, in a perfect world, we wouldn't be doing this in the first place" -forensic science quote

I hope one day this blog will contain information about my Paraguay trip to all those (including my mom) who i could not remember exact details and instead gave brief descriptions of a trip that changed my life.

However today's topic has nothing to do with paraguay (sad I know)

As i was sitting in my 1:30 class, called entomology (which is the study of insects) I decided that i needed to post my first blog.

I have a complete passion.... a passionate desire, we shall say, to become a scientist. not the nerdy one who sits in a lab test and moves nitric acid from one container to another and like you see in some moves watch things flow over the test tubes and maybe create the cure to some soap opera addiction (love you mom :)) but the hands on science. I have decided that i in fact like science because unlike math it solves the why to every question i seem to have.

I've always believed that science is basis to everything. That some how everything can be explained through science. However, i do not have a belief in Evolution.

So in my quest to be a scientist at what point does evolution trump my love for science. at what point do I have to accept evolution, or do i have to realize that science will never coincide with my beliefs?