Sick

So. Up until today, I was pretty fond of my J Term class. It seemed like a pretty good way to start out a year, and despite the fact that I became a Christian at a very young age and have never attended anything but a Christian school, I felt like I was still learning stuff about spiritual formation.

This fondness has turned into hatred.

This woman is out of her ever-loving mind.

We had to read 16 different excerpts from 16 different authors and answer 5 reflection questions for each excerpt/author. That is 80 reflection questions. What. The. Frick. Who could ever concentrate and truly, actually, sincerely reflect over 80 questions in this short of amount of time. I finally finished. It is 34 pages long. Oh, and, uh, added bonus... I just realized that I logged onto the only computer in the lab that doesn't actually connect to the printer. Now I've gotta log onto another computer. I don't know why, but these computers are SOOOO SLOW!!!! Well good luck to Sir Printer in processing all the stupid data once it finally gets there, data that mostly consists of cheesy analogies and Sunday school answers because NO ONE CAN BE SINCERE FOR 80 QUESTIONS!!!! A lot of them were dumb questions too. And now, it begins to resemble my high school Bible classes. Sick. The readings themselves weren't too bad (though I read very little of it) but this paper was a load of crap. I don't feel any more "spiritually formed," either. More like throwing my laptop out a window. But for non-holy purposes.

The worst part, tomorrow night, I have 80 more. Wednesday night, I have 80 more. Thursday night, I have 40 more. I just may flush my head in a potty. By time I was getting to the very end, I was tempted to clean our shower drain out rather than write another sentence about cheesy spirituality. Now I'm off to write a 3-4 page paper on solitude, and then I am off to bed. Fml.

But really, don't eff it, cuz I'm pretty blessed. There are worse things I could have to do for a class (I think) and I've got some pretty legit friends. Today, for a study break, B and I dressed thug and used a Duke poster for nerf gun target practice. That is what college is about. Doing schoolwork that is beyond reason, and then being dumb and crazy. Off to solitude I go.

Speaking of solitude, B and I did our two hours of solitude at my Grandma's house. My Grandma had 8 electronic Solitaire games. She was so funny. Also, new goal, memorize Romans 12. It's got something for everyone and every situation methinks. Romans is just legit. I'm glad I got over my hatred for Romans after Junior year Bible. Other spiritual "stuff" is like orange juice from concentrate. Romans is like shoving a straw in and getting the juice straight from the orange. Yeah Paul.