About Me.

My face.

Well, hi there. I'm Blake.
I can tell you now that this is not going to be a particularly organized biography. So, enjoy.

I'm a senior at K-State in Kinesiology/Pre-Physical Therapy and a minor in Spanish. Graduation and PT school are just around the corner (56 and 66 days, respectively, as of March 21). Definitely a bittersweet thing, but I'm pumped for whatever comes.

I wish I could tell you that I love reading as much as I used to, but I don't. I used to rip through books in two days, regardless of length, even through my freshman year of high school, but as I began to encounter "assigned" reading (Great Expectations? No thanks.) I started to enjoy it less and less. However, there is yet hope. It took only a short trip to a used bookstore and 10 minutes of perusing a book I had never touched before to re-invigorate my interest in reading (read: I spent $30 and walked out with six books. Boom.).*
Now, it depends only on if I can find the time to read them.

I enjoy short walks on the beach that end in the building of sand castles and/or burying unsuspecting beachgoers in sand. My talents include: talking too loud, singing spontaneously (also loud), excessive goofiness, correcting Facebook grammar, farting while praying, and the ability to fall asleep in any location/position within ten minutes (Sitting upright while holding a chair? Got it. Middle of the floor in at least 4 different dorm rooms? Yep.).* In other words, I'm not nearly as serious in person as one might reasonably expect based off of my writing alone. I do take my writing very seriously, and, while I do enjoy goofing off, I enjoy good company and stimulating company just as much.

*I don't know how to punctuate a sentence that ends with a sentence that is within parentheses, and I would be lying if I said it didn't bug me.

Lastly, I call myself a Christian, not because I attend church every week or because I believe I have earned it, but because through Christ Jesus I have found Love, I have been shown Mercy, and I have found Forgiveness. He has defined me and righted me, in lieu of the fact that I have done little (if anything) to deserve my own existence, much less my home and my body, my friends and my family. I cannot impress upon you the joy that I have found in knowing that His ways are greater than my ways, and His thoughts are greater than my thoughts. For what is Man without God but so much dust?

If there's anything else you'd like to know, feel free to ask.