I confess I was a little disappointed yesterday that our journey didn't start out as I had forcasted, and we actually made it out of the driveway and out of the state without much fuss. This morning was much more Lehman-vacation typical...
I was first awoken because my dad was messing with his phone, trying to figure out what time it was because of the time change and everything. I got up and showered, and then we pulled out of the parking lot around 11. About 11:20, my dad received a phonecall from, well, my phone, at which point I realized I had left my phone in the hotel room. This is when mass chaos erupted. My mom was trying to figure out how to answer my dad's phone and my dad was trying to figure out where to exit and how to turn around and I was trying to explain the technological age to my parents. I'm pretty sure my mom did answer the phone, and the person on the other line only heard my mother yelling about not knowing how to answer the phone and yelling at me for forgetting my phone. They probably thought we were taking someone to the hospital by they way she was panicking. At this point I told my mother to calm down, and everyone got a grip. It was pretty hilarious, after the fact of course. Is that all one word? Afterthefact? After the fact? I don't believe I've ever used that expression before. Hmm...
We went back to the hotel, got my phone, and headed off for Alabama. Once again I slept the first leg of the trip til around 1:40, and we had already crossed the Alabama border. I actually ended up driving for a good stretch of the trip. There was a ton of traffic for most of the time I was driving, which was pretty crazy, but it kept things interesting I guess. I think my favorite thing I saw was a water tower that was shaped and painted like a peach. I wanted a picture of it, but I was unfortunately driving, and getting my parents to successfully take a picture of anything when I am driving is near impossible. By time they get the camera out, on, and facing the right direction, the photo op is no longer an op. That or my dad can't even figure out how to push the button. Haha. Long day... Anyways...
We finally found the sun and the sixty+ degree weather about 7:00 tonight. We were a little over an hour away from Mobile when my mother discovered our route was literally 6 miles from the Florida border, so we decided to dip into Florida just so we could say that we did. We spent about 90 seconds in Florida, most of which consisted of us squabbling at each other and me getting out of the car to snap a picture of the "Welcome to Florida"sign. It was a pretty sunset anyway. We then headed back on our way to Mobile. We got to Mobile I think around 8:30, checked into the hotel, and decided to find some food. We decided we wanted to eat somewhere Alabaman(?) so we settled on IHOP. Adventurous, I know. It was good though. Just not sure how they make their pancakes so good.
We went to find some sort of souvenier shop so my mom could send Kacie and JD a postcard and I could get a keychain. We finally found a gas station that had some stuff, after the fourth try. We didn't find anything that said Mobile, mostly coastal stuff. We found one post card that said "Alabama" on it, and had a dolphin on it, which is kind of funny because I don't really think dolphin when I think Alabama. All their stuff dealt with the coast, even though only like, 10 miles of Alabama is actually coastal... I got a big red keychain that says "BAMA" and has a mirror on the other side. Now I have fingernail clippers and a mirror. Nifty.
Well, I am in the room watching That 70's Show. I was hoping there would be another CSI Miami marathon on, but instead, the channel that I watched last night has a marathon of a show where people get parking tickets... why on earth that sounded like a good idea to anyone, I'm not sure. Also, imperative information here, in the bathroom, there's this nifty little heat bulb or something. I think it should be law to have those in every home/dorm room in Michigan. It's like the sun. It's warm and bright, so in the winter, when we've forgotten what the sun is like, we just go in the bathroom and remember... Ha. I suppose they thought that maybe someone who is so fascinated with a heat bulb would be just as fascinated with watching people get parking tickets.
Tomorrow, we're hoping to leave a little earlier and spend some time in 'Nawlins.' My dad is still pronouncing it very North, New "Or-lee-ins." We're driving through there, after we cross the Mississippi River, and then spending the evening in Houston, Texas. I'm pretty psyched for tomorrow. Hope it's a little more interesting today. Maybe I'll even get some dirty south sweet tea. Mmmm
-Concensus: Alabama's pretty, sunnier and warmer than yesterday, but we pretty much sat in a car from 11:30 til 8:30 and ate at IHOP. And I still haven't seen "Sweet Home Alabama."
-Movies Watched: No movies watched today, but I did watch 3 episodes of The Office, 4 if you count the 5 minutes I caught on TV tonight.
After day 2, we have covered Michigan, Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama, and Florida. That's 6 states in 48 hours, and by tomorrow, it'll be 9. Today we drove through Birmingham, Montgommery, and the outskirts of Pensecola. I think those are the only major cities we went through anyway.
P.S. Hope everyone had a good Pi Day!
P.P.S. Beware the Ides of March!
Happy trails to you...
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Day 1: Nashville, Tennessee
Are you from Tennessee? Cuz you're the only ten I see.
Today, my parents loaded up the car, and we set sail for the south around 10:30 this morning. I slept off and on until around 1:30, long enough to pass across the Indiana border. I finished all the playlists and burned the cd's in the car, and sat along for the ride. We had planned on taking the scenic route through Elizabethtown, which I wanted to check out because it is one of my favorite movies, but we caught a pretty significant traffic jam in Louisville, Kentucky, so we had to scratch that plan. I popped in a movie, and we decided to go straight to downtown Nashville to get a feel for the flavor. It was pretty crazy.
My sister told us to eat at a place called Wild Horse Saloon, so we figured out how to get there and parked. The first thing I can think of to describe Nashville is loud. It wasn't how I had assumed it would be. I guess I thought it'd be a bunch of Keith Urban's and Taylor Swift's lining the street, but mostly it was drunk Kentucky fans. I guess UK had played in the SEC Tournament and won, right there on Broadway (there's a Broadway street in Nashville, though it's WAY different than NYC's Broadway,) so there was a bunch of people dressed in blue slurrishly yelling "WHOAAA C-A-T, C-A-T, CATS CATS CATS!!!!" Anyway. We walked to the restaurant only to find that there was a 2-and-a-half to 3-hour wait, so we decided to pass. We walked up and down Broadway with my old horse, Leroy. Not really. I'm doing a horrible job explaining this...
We walked to the saloon, and there were a bunch of scantily clad early-to-mid twenties girls sticking their heads out the sun roofs of cars and yelling, and all the Kentucky fans, plus super loud country music playing. It was overwhelming, but exciting, especially after 9 hours in a car. After deciding the bar was a bust, we walked up and down Broadway just to see what we could see, which consisted of several bars, each with drummers in the windows accompanying their country bands, entertaining all the drunk people. I'm not even kidding, I feel like me and my parents were the only people in that city with a BAC less than .2. The streets were also peppered with Elvis statues and street musicians, my favorite probably being this lady who played the spoons. It was amazing. Oh and my mom and I took a picture with Elvis : ) We also walked to the pedestrian bridge and walked about halfway across. It was really pretty, and a ferry went under the bridge, which was pretty cool. After exploring, we went to find our hotel, and ate dinner at Cracker Barrel. We're now in our hotel, and I'm watching my third straight episode of CSI Miami. Pretty exciting if I do say so myself.
Oh, also, in our exploration, I got some guitar-shaped fingernail clippers. I'm gonna try to collect key chains from all the major places we go and put them on a ring. That should be a cool souvenier, right?
I always forget about the accents they have down here. It's so weird. Everything is "ya'll" and drawwn ouuut. The waitress tonight called my dad baby. I don't think my mom was too happy about that.
Well I'm going to finish this episode of CSI, and go to bed to get ready for the 6 hour drive to Alabama tomorrow.
-Overall Concensus: Nashville's pretty cool. I wonder what it looks like sober...
-Movies Watched: Up
God Bless, Ya'll
Today, my parents loaded up the car, and we set sail for the south around 10:30 this morning. I slept off and on until around 1:30, long enough to pass across the Indiana border. I finished all the playlists and burned the cd's in the car, and sat along for the ride. We had planned on taking the scenic route through Elizabethtown, which I wanted to check out because it is one of my favorite movies, but we caught a pretty significant traffic jam in Louisville, Kentucky, so we had to scratch that plan. I popped in a movie, and we decided to go straight to downtown Nashville to get a feel for the flavor. It was pretty crazy.
My sister told us to eat at a place called Wild Horse Saloon, so we figured out how to get there and parked. The first thing I can think of to describe Nashville is loud. It wasn't how I had assumed it would be. I guess I thought it'd be a bunch of Keith Urban's and Taylor Swift's lining the street, but mostly it was drunk Kentucky fans. I guess UK had played in the SEC Tournament and won, right there on Broadway (there's a Broadway street in Nashville, though it's WAY different than NYC's Broadway,) so there was a bunch of people dressed in blue slurrishly yelling "WHOAAA C-A-T, C-A-T, CATS CATS CATS!!!!" Anyway. We walked to the restaurant only to find that there was a 2-and-a-half to 3-hour wait, so we decided to pass. We walked up and down Broadway with my old horse, Leroy. Not really. I'm doing a horrible job explaining this...
We walked to the saloon, and there were a bunch of scantily clad early-to-mid twenties girls sticking their heads out the sun roofs of cars and yelling, and all the Kentucky fans, plus super loud country music playing. It was overwhelming, but exciting, especially after 9 hours in a car. After deciding the bar was a bust, we walked up and down Broadway just to see what we could see, which consisted of several bars, each with drummers in the windows accompanying their country bands, entertaining all the drunk people. I'm not even kidding, I feel like me and my parents were the only people in that city with a BAC less than .2. The streets were also peppered with Elvis statues and street musicians, my favorite probably being this lady who played the spoons. It was amazing. Oh and my mom and I took a picture with Elvis : ) We also walked to the pedestrian bridge and walked about halfway across. It was really pretty, and a ferry went under the bridge, which was pretty cool. After exploring, we went to find our hotel, and ate dinner at Cracker Barrel. We're now in our hotel, and I'm watching my third straight episode of CSI Miami. Pretty exciting if I do say so myself.
Oh, also, in our exploration, I got some guitar-shaped fingernail clippers. I'm gonna try to collect key chains from all the major places we go and put them on a ring. That should be a cool souvenier, right?
I always forget about the accents they have down here. It's so weird. Everything is "ya'll" and drawwn ouuut. The waitress tonight called my dad baby. I don't think my mom was too happy about that.
Well I'm going to finish this episode of CSI, and go to bed to get ready for the 6 hour drive to Alabama tomorrow.
-Overall Concensus: Nashville's pretty cool. I wonder what it looks like sober...
-Movies Watched: Up
God Bless, Ya'll
Friday, March 12, 2010
Spring is Coming
I find it interesting how in the fall, when the temperature drops to about 55 degrees, us Michiganders start wearing coats and putting on tennis shoes and packing away the shorts, but after winter, as soon as it hits 40, I see people all over campus in flip flops and shorts. It's really pretty great actually. I wore flip flops for the first time Monday, but my qualifications were that it had to at least be 45. I did wear shorts today too. It seemed warm enough.
I like the time of year when you can taste a little spring in the air. The snow is melting, and only the big piles are left, though they're much smaller. I'd almost forgotten how wonderful the sun was. I think it's been at least a week since I have shivered while walking to class or to dinner. I really think winter should be illegal. About 5 in 100 people actually like it, and 4 of those 5 are under the age of 12, which is the age before you have to shovel it, clean it off your car, or drive through it. And the other one is Marissa. That's just my take anyway. All in favor say "aye."
I am at home now for SPRING BREAK!!! I'm pretty sure this is the first spring break in a long time that it hasn't been snowing, or least considerably colder. Last year this time, I was in New York City doing street ministry. I'm pretty sure it was like 12 degrees most of the time. Right now, in New York City, it's about 40, which isn't exactly a huge heat wave, but it's WAY warmer than when we were there. I wonder what New York City is like when you can actually feel your extremities. I miss New York City.
Today I packed up my room and drove home. I watched Michigan State lose, which was pretty sad. But it's okay, because I'm too excited about the next coming days to let it bother me too much. For tomorrow I leave for (da da da da) TEX-AS!!!
I'm roadtripping with my parents. Quite literally road tripping. We're not driving straight there and straight back. We're stopping quite a bit, but I'm excited to see more of the country. A lot of my Spring Break will be spent in a car, either watching movies on the newly purchased Lehman Portable DVD Player, reading and highlighting a 45-page source on prostitution in Thailand, or skimming through a Philosophy or Popular Culture textbook. Probably some sleeping too, I would imagine. But my backpack is bursting at the seams with books and papers and such that need to be read, written, or graded. A little different than the days when I would bring play-doh and crayons, but that's life. Actually, I need to burn a couple CD's to listen to for my driving shifts, and I need to charge my camera battery so I can take some pictures.
By this time tomorrow, I will have made my way through Ohio and minimally explored Nashville, Tennessee. We're leaving at about 10 a.m., give or take a few trips down and up the driveway. I'm not sure my family has successfully made it out of the driveway without remembering something we had forgotten and turning back. I kind of like it that way. What's life without some quirks that you can count on?
Well I will certainly try to blog on the Lehman journey to Texas. I used to feel bad calling our vacations "Lehman" excursions because my sister was technically a Lehman too, (and we haven't gone on a full-family vacation since I was in fourth grade.) However, Kathy is a Smith now, as of May, and Kris has been a Breidenstein for quite awhile. I am the only Lehman girl left. So it truly is a Lehman journey : )
I am going to watch new office episodes, mainly Pam having her baby, and perhaps an episode of King of the Hill to get me ready for Texas, and then I will call it a day. Peace and blessins.
Happy Trails to you.....
I like the time of year when you can taste a little spring in the air. The snow is melting, and only the big piles are left, though they're much smaller. I'd almost forgotten how wonderful the sun was. I think it's been at least a week since I have shivered while walking to class or to dinner. I really think winter should be illegal. About 5 in 100 people actually like it, and 4 of those 5 are under the age of 12, which is the age before you have to shovel it, clean it off your car, or drive through it. And the other one is Marissa. That's just my take anyway. All in favor say "aye."
I am at home now for SPRING BREAK!!! I'm pretty sure this is the first spring break in a long time that it hasn't been snowing, or least considerably colder. Last year this time, I was in New York City doing street ministry. I'm pretty sure it was like 12 degrees most of the time. Right now, in New York City, it's about 40, which isn't exactly a huge heat wave, but it's WAY warmer than when we were there. I wonder what New York City is like when you can actually feel your extremities. I miss New York City.
Today I packed up my room and drove home. I watched Michigan State lose, which was pretty sad. But it's okay, because I'm too excited about the next coming days to let it bother me too much. For tomorrow I leave for (da da da da) TEX-AS!!!
I'm roadtripping with my parents. Quite literally road tripping. We're not driving straight there and straight back. We're stopping quite a bit, but I'm excited to see more of the country. A lot of my Spring Break will be spent in a car, either watching movies on the newly purchased Lehman Portable DVD Player, reading and highlighting a 45-page source on prostitution in Thailand, or skimming through a Philosophy or Popular Culture textbook. Probably some sleeping too, I would imagine. But my backpack is bursting at the seams with books and papers and such that need to be read, written, or graded. A little different than the days when I would bring play-doh and crayons, but that's life. Actually, I need to burn a couple CD's to listen to for my driving shifts, and I need to charge my camera battery so I can take some pictures.
By this time tomorrow, I will have made my way through Ohio and minimally explored Nashville, Tennessee. We're leaving at about 10 a.m., give or take a few trips down and up the driveway. I'm not sure my family has successfully made it out of the driveway without remembering something we had forgotten and turning back. I kind of like it that way. What's life without some quirks that you can count on?
Well I will certainly try to blog on the Lehman journey to Texas. I used to feel bad calling our vacations "Lehman" excursions because my sister was technically a Lehman too, (and we haven't gone on a full-family vacation since I was in fourth grade.) However, Kathy is a Smith now, as of May, and Kris has been a Breidenstein for quite awhile. I am the only Lehman girl left. So it truly is a Lehman journey : )
I am going to watch new office episodes, mainly Pam having her baby, and perhaps an episode of King of the Hill to get me ready for Texas, and then I will call it a day. Peace and blessins.
Happy Trails to you.....
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Boring Blog.... it's titled, happy bri?
Oh mylanta am I behind...
Well let's see here... quick catch up:
-Thursday; i don't remember much. oh. well, i went swimming, found out about the writing assessment test. i passed but i was NOT happy with the score i got. jerks. jammed with wes, and then stayed up until the sun rose and then went to bed. at 7:30 am. and slept til like 3. that was interesting. latest ive ever stayed up in my life i'm pretty sure.
-Friday: Bri and Rae came over. we ate squash soup. and watched julie and julia. well bri and i did anyway. rae was in and out.
-Saturday: went to Kacie and JD's bball games. they're ballers. went to kris's. ate pizza, played the wii with JD, came back. stalked a spider for 45 minutes b/c rae and i were too scared to kill it til livia got there. wrestled rae, haha, made an AMAZING orio pudding pie (as well as omelettes,) and watched dodgeball.
-Sunday: ate more soup, hung out at home with rae and bri, came back to school, and did up some hw. well sparknotes anyway : ) also bought a bikini.
-Monday: GOT A SWEET GRADE ON MY PHILOSOPHY PAPER!!! SUCK IT WRITING ASSESSMENT GRADERS!!!! ummm yeah. read about some genocide. that was interesting actually. scorekept for 2 hours, watched someone blow chunks everywhere, got out of reffing, picked on heidi and the natural peanut butter, watched someone juggle fire, and watched bri's nose bleed everywhere. went to bed wayyy too late. mmhmm
-Tuesday: i went to international human rights, then to HPR, then to lunch. took a super long and needed nap. went to choir (we're screwed) and pulled notes out of my butt and laughed at livesay making up meanings to words that don't even exist within the song. oh those evening tides. ate some dinner with the Jessica Clarke who sacrificially fit us into her schedule. haha. went to night class and the played some basketball. now working on studying for my philosophy exam. sooooooo boring blog. bummer yo. lo siento. peace out
Well let's see here... quick catch up:
-Thursday; i don't remember much. oh. well, i went swimming, found out about the writing assessment test. i passed but i was NOT happy with the score i got. jerks. jammed with wes, and then stayed up until the sun rose and then went to bed. at 7:30 am. and slept til like 3. that was interesting. latest ive ever stayed up in my life i'm pretty sure.
-Friday: Bri and Rae came over. we ate squash soup. and watched julie and julia. well bri and i did anyway. rae was in and out.
-Saturday: went to Kacie and JD's bball games. they're ballers. went to kris's. ate pizza, played the wii with JD, came back. stalked a spider for 45 minutes b/c rae and i were too scared to kill it til livia got there. wrestled rae, haha, made an AMAZING orio pudding pie (as well as omelettes,) and watched dodgeball.
-Sunday: ate more soup, hung out at home with rae and bri, came back to school, and did up some hw. well sparknotes anyway : ) also bought a bikini.
-Monday: GOT A SWEET GRADE ON MY PHILOSOPHY PAPER!!! SUCK IT WRITING ASSESSMENT GRADERS!!!! ummm yeah. read about some genocide. that was interesting actually. scorekept for 2 hours, watched someone blow chunks everywhere, got out of reffing, picked on heidi and the natural peanut butter, watched someone juggle fire, and watched bri's nose bleed everywhere. went to bed wayyy too late. mmhmm
-Tuesday: i went to international human rights, then to HPR, then to lunch. took a super long and needed nap. went to choir (we're screwed) and pulled notes out of my butt and laughed at livesay making up meanings to words that don't even exist within the song. oh those evening tides. ate some dinner with the Jessica Clarke who sacrificially fit us into her schedule. haha. went to night class and the played some basketball. now working on studying for my philosophy exam. sooooooo boring blog. bummer yo. lo siento. peace out
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Ooh da lolly ooh da lolly golly what a day....
I couldn't think of any other way to start this, so that seemed sufficient.
Today was the Focus series, which was nice because I did get to sleep in until 10:30, but I still only got about 7 hours of sleep and then had to sit through 3 hour long speakers today. They were interesting, though there didn't seem to be a whole lot of disagreement, like there was last year, which disappointed me a little bit. I think what I'd really like to see would be a panel with the social work/sociology department versus Gary Britten and other dudes like that. Anyway. The one guy was Tomas something-or-others, some economic guru from the Czech Republic who helped them transition from communism to capitalism. He was really smart and interesting. I was expected a Latino guy when I heard Tomas, but he was very much white and had red, course hair, almost like dreads. He also really liked to talk about the Matrix. There some other dude who was the grandson of Oscar Mayer who gave away like a million dollars or something. And that about sums it up.
After the Focus stuff got over, Rae, Bri and I went to the gym to shoot around but it was kind of awkward because we were in the middle of a track practice. We went to dinner, but as soon as we got to the DC, my stomach started hurting and I felt dizzy and light headed with an increased heartrate. I called my mom and she calmed me down and talked me through two saltines and a bagel (which is a lot, and a long time when my acid reflux kicks up like it did.) I then proceeded to sleep for 2 and a half hours. Wowee. (I sound like my roommate, Madeline.) I woke up from my nap, ate two pb&j sandwiches that my roommate Bri generously made me, and went to basketball.
Tonight we played Muffitt, which was the team that I really had a vengance for after yesterday. We'll just put it this way: their ego is probably a sixteenth of the size that it was last night. It was a mighty Muffitt masacre. I think we beat them by something like 40 points, and we really didn't even try the second half. One of their two best players wasn't there tonight, but I'm still pretty confident that one player won't be able to make up a 30 point deficit. There was one girl in particular that t'd me off last night. She's their best player, and she scored probably just about all her points. She had it out for me too, which kind of made me laugh. I had some good moves tonight, but I also missed some two-footers, which is always very frustrating. I can just hear JT saying "You gotta finish! Ya gotta finish!" It was fun though, and we didn't try to run up the score or anything. I hardly even played defense the second half.
I've felt a sore throat coming on. I hope it decides to leave. Normally I wouldn't mind getting a cold cuz then I could skip classes, sleep, and watch movies, but this one happens to be coming closer to the weekend, and I'd much rather be sick during the week than on the weekend, especially because Rae and Bri are coming this weekend and we're going to watch Kacie and JD's final basketball games of the year. So hopefully it will be like Muffitt's pride, a one day sort of thing. Bri and I just watched a couple of episodes of Bones, and I once again made it on the highscorer page of bubbleshooter. Oh my pathetic life. I'm off to bed now! So long
I couldn't think of any other way to start this, so that seemed sufficient.
Today was the Focus series, which was nice because I did get to sleep in until 10:30, but I still only got about 7 hours of sleep and then had to sit through 3 hour long speakers today. They were interesting, though there didn't seem to be a whole lot of disagreement, like there was last year, which disappointed me a little bit. I think what I'd really like to see would be a panel with the social work/sociology department versus Gary Britten and other dudes like that. Anyway. The one guy was Tomas something-or-others, some economic guru from the Czech Republic who helped them transition from communism to capitalism. He was really smart and interesting. I was expected a Latino guy when I heard Tomas, but he was very much white and had red, course hair, almost like dreads. He also really liked to talk about the Matrix. There some other dude who was the grandson of Oscar Mayer who gave away like a million dollars or something. And that about sums it up.
After the Focus stuff got over, Rae, Bri and I went to the gym to shoot around but it was kind of awkward because we were in the middle of a track practice. We went to dinner, but as soon as we got to the DC, my stomach started hurting and I felt dizzy and light headed with an increased heartrate. I called my mom and she calmed me down and talked me through two saltines and a bagel (which is a lot, and a long time when my acid reflux kicks up like it did.) I then proceeded to sleep for 2 and a half hours. Wowee. (I sound like my roommate, Madeline.) I woke up from my nap, ate two pb&j sandwiches that my roommate Bri generously made me, and went to basketball.
Tonight we played Muffitt, which was the team that I really had a vengance for after yesterday. We'll just put it this way: their ego is probably a sixteenth of the size that it was last night. It was a mighty Muffitt masacre. I think we beat them by something like 40 points, and we really didn't even try the second half. One of their two best players wasn't there tonight, but I'm still pretty confident that one player won't be able to make up a 30 point deficit. There was one girl in particular that t'd me off last night. She's their best player, and she scored probably just about all her points. She had it out for me too, which kind of made me laugh. I had some good moves tonight, but I also missed some two-footers, which is always very frustrating. I can just hear JT saying "You gotta finish! Ya gotta finish!" It was fun though, and we didn't try to run up the score or anything. I hardly even played defense the second half.
I've felt a sore throat coming on. I hope it decides to leave. Normally I wouldn't mind getting a cold cuz then I could skip classes, sleep, and watch movies, but this one happens to be coming closer to the weekend, and I'd much rather be sick during the week than on the weekend, especially because Rae and Bri are coming this weekend and we're going to watch Kacie and JD's final basketball games of the year. So hopefully it will be like Muffitt's pride, a one day sort of thing. Bri and I just watched a couple of episodes of Bones, and I once again made it on the highscorer page of bubbleshooter. Oh my pathetic life. I'm off to bed now! So long
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
It's a Wonder Jesus Didn't Weep More
Today was an interesting day to say the least. I'm going to be brief, and actually start with the middle of my day. After HPR and lunch, Rae came into the room when I was studying for Marriage and Family probably about 1 or 2. We chit-chatted a bit, and she happened to mention she only got 3 hours of sleep. I told her she was going to die of sleep deprivation, to which she replied, "But I'm not even tired." I gave her "the glance," to which she replied, "Fine. I'll take an hour nap," as if she was doing me a favor. She then fell asleep, within 5 minutes, pretty much in a sitting-up position. She slept from then until sometime after 4, after I had left for choir. Silly goose.
Once again, choir made me quite sad. We ran over some of the old songs, and those sounded pretty good. Well, accurate anyway. But the new songs aren't even accurate, let along memorized and expressionate. I feel that we could possibly be humiliated on choir tour. I miss high school choir oh so much...
I think the Marriage and Family test went alright. I pretty much wrote a novel for the essays. I hate tests with more than like, 2 essays. I guess this one only had 3, but I thought I was gonna write my poor little hand right off. Afterwards, I went to one of the opening Focus series workshops. It was pretty interesting, despite the people near me being quite obnoxious, but we won't get into that for fear that I could get in trouble.... I just wish a certain friend of mine would wisen up. We'll put it at that. It kind of makes me scared to fall in love, because love is capable of blinding.
I scorekept for basketball tonight, Gainey South against Muffitt. Muffitt killed them, poor things, and of course Muffitt thinks they're all hot to trot. I can't WAIT to play them and show them what's up. I suppose I shouldn't get ahead of myself, but I'm really not too concerned. They're on top of the world, too, after winning both hockey and volleyball. I feel like it is the stark opposite of last year. But I am quite excited to play them in basketball.
So now to the beginning of my day. I woke up, pretty groggy because I was maybe lucky to have caught five hours of sleep last night. I knew we would have a sub today, so I was just hoping I wouldn't fall asleep during the movie. I had no idea what to expect.
We watched Schindler's List. It was possibly the most horrific thing that I have ever watched. I couldn't watch. I couldn't even listen. I was shaking. I couldn't fathom such a thing as being a reality. Not only years ago during World War II, but still occurring in countries today. I cannot fathom it. I couldn't even watch a movie that portrayed it. I'm not sure how men can actually take part in it, and not feel anything. Evil is a terrifying thing. I just wanted to cry. All I could think was "God, make it stop make it stop!" The worst thing was that I could not find any source of redemption, and source of light. Sure, the war ended, but it ended far too late. I'm still pretty shaken up by it. This is what I wrote in my HPR notebook afterward:
"There may be a million reasons to smile, but there are also a million reasons to weep. It is easy, perhaps essential, for humanity to bury beneath the lies that depravity does not exist. Once you allowed to see the truth, you cannot be the same, at least not for awhile. Though truth does set free, It's not necessarily the kind of freedom you hope for. We rise, we sleep, we work, we eat, we turn oxygen into carbon dioxide. But we also kill and cheat and lie and steal and tear each other apart, limb from limb. Worst of all, we justify. We justify the way we destroy each other, the way we destroy those with whom we share humanity. We bury beneath the lie that we could never do such a thing and that we are not involved in the problem. Each of us is capable of and active int he evils that scar this world. That is the cold, hard, earth-shattering truth. It is the truth of original sin, the innate human instinct of evil. It is not healthy to hide so deep beneath the lies, and the longer we do, the worse it gets at the surface, the worse it gets in reality. However, just as it is unhealthy to live under the lies that everything is okay, it is unhealthy to live beneath the lie that nothing can be done. Thanks be to God, there is grace. There is grace that pulls us out of the bottom of the well. There is grace as a gasp of air just before we drown in the fallen state of the world we created. For every evil, there is a chance for good. And only by the grace of God may we take it."
That's all I got down. Perhaps I'll expand at some point. But that is what I got out of today. There's still so much question I have in my mind. Hopefully I can sleep tonight.
Once again, choir made me quite sad. We ran over some of the old songs, and those sounded pretty good. Well, accurate anyway. But the new songs aren't even accurate, let along memorized and expressionate. I feel that we could possibly be humiliated on choir tour. I miss high school choir oh so much...
I think the Marriage and Family test went alright. I pretty much wrote a novel for the essays. I hate tests with more than like, 2 essays. I guess this one only had 3, but I thought I was gonna write my poor little hand right off. Afterwards, I went to one of the opening Focus series workshops. It was pretty interesting, despite the people near me being quite obnoxious, but we won't get into that for fear that I could get in trouble.... I just wish a certain friend of mine would wisen up. We'll put it at that. It kind of makes me scared to fall in love, because love is capable of blinding.
I scorekept for basketball tonight, Gainey South against Muffitt. Muffitt killed them, poor things, and of course Muffitt thinks they're all hot to trot. I can't WAIT to play them and show them what's up. I suppose I shouldn't get ahead of myself, but I'm really not too concerned. They're on top of the world, too, after winning both hockey and volleyball. I feel like it is the stark opposite of last year. But I am quite excited to play them in basketball.
So now to the beginning of my day. I woke up, pretty groggy because I was maybe lucky to have caught five hours of sleep last night. I knew we would have a sub today, so I was just hoping I wouldn't fall asleep during the movie. I had no idea what to expect.
We watched Schindler's List. It was possibly the most horrific thing that I have ever watched. I couldn't watch. I couldn't even listen. I was shaking. I couldn't fathom such a thing as being a reality. Not only years ago during World War II, but still occurring in countries today. I cannot fathom it. I couldn't even watch a movie that portrayed it. I'm not sure how men can actually take part in it, and not feel anything. Evil is a terrifying thing. I just wanted to cry. All I could think was "God, make it stop make it stop!" The worst thing was that I could not find any source of redemption, and source of light. Sure, the war ended, but it ended far too late. I'm still pretty shaken up by it. This is what I wrote in my HPR notebook afterward:
"There may be a million reasons to smile, but there are also a million reasons to weep. It is easy, perhaps essential, for humanity to bury beneath the lies that depravity does not exist. Once you allowed to see the truth, you cannot be the same, at least not for awhile. Though truth does set free, It's not necessarily the kind of freedom you hope for. We rise, we sleep, we work, we eat, we turn oxygen into carbon dioxide. But we also kill and cheat and lie and steal and tear each other apart, limb from limb. Worst of all, we justify. We justify the way we destroy each other, the way we destroy those with whom we share humanity. We bury beneath the lie that we could never do such a thing and that we are not involved in the problem. Each of us is capable of and active int he evils that scar this world. That is the cold, hard, earth-shattering truth. It is the truth of original sin, the innate human instinct of evil. It is not healthy to hide so deep beneath the lies, and the longer we do, the worse it gets at the surface, the worse it gets in reality. However, just as it is unhealthy to live under the lies that everything is okay, it is unhealthy to live beneath the lie that nothing can be done. Thanks be to God, there is grace. There is grace that pulls us out of the bottom of the well. There is grace as a gasp of air just before we drown in the fallen state of the world we created. For every evil, there is a chance for good. And only by the grace of God may we take it."
That's all I got down. Perhaps I'll expand at some point. But that is what I got out of today. There's still so much question I have in my mind. Hopefully I can sleep tonight.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Today was the first day of March, and I'm feeling pretty optomistic. The saying goes that March comes in like a lion and leaves like a lamb. Today wasn't too ferocious of a lion, so I'm pretty pumped to see the lamb. First of all, it was beautiful out today. The sun was out and it was warmer, which was very nice.
Today was my tech fast. I didn't feel too much "withdrawl symptoms" today like I have the other times, but I guess today was the worst for Bri. It started with chapel because they sat in a different location than usual, and it was dark when I walked in. I found a spot, and Jessie Hughey found me, so I survived. Chapel was alright. I'm pretty sure what the preacher said was pretty sweet, but I was somewhat distracted by my scribblings after the worship. Mostly negative. *Sigh* the weight of cynacism. I suppose I was already a little bothered because I was only two rows behind the "cute couple" row, and had perfect sight of another couple that I would rather prefer NOT to see. Such is life.
I went to class and lunch, played some guitarra which is always good, as well as some keys. Went to Popular Culture, which dragged on today, and then to choir, which was actually one of the worst classes in awhile. We ran sectionals on a song Livesay just introduced I believe last week. We have three weeks, 7 rehearsals until choir tour, one of those weeks being Spring Break, and he decided to introduce one of the hardest songs just last week, and expects it to be learned, polished, and memorized in 7 rehearsals. Good luck with that Livesay. It sounded basically horrible today. Oh the pain....
After that, we went to dinner, and then I took an hour nap. We went to open mic night for a bit, and then to basketball. I would say it safe to say (though it was only the first game) that Delpha is very likely a contender for the championship. We swept the floor with the Apartments/K Houses/Commuters, and won 60-28 (and either 4 or 6 of those 28 were given to them. Literally. In the last minute, Kip handed them the ball to go make layups.) There is no other team I would rather humiliate than them. I don't know if that's mean, but that is definitely how I feel. I had some good boards and good moves down below, and it felt so good to play again : )
I heard that tonight was a repeat of my senior year for Lansing Christian Girls Varsity. I feel for them, but it also makes me feel that I was not a failure as a captain. Perhaps this is terrible. Oh well.
Both Angie and Bri have had sore throats within the last week. I am hoping to not be the third...
Well I have to finish a little homework, but then I am OFF TO BED! : ) only to rise for my 9:20 class = / chances for a nap are slim tomorrow afternoon as well, but wednesday is Focus series, so I should be able to find some quality nap time that day. Here's hoping.
Peace
Today was my tech fast. I didn't feel too much "withdrawl symptoms" today like I have the other times, but I guess today was the worst for Bri. It started with chapel because they sat in a different location than usual, and it was dark when I walked in. I found a spot, and Jessie Hughey found me, so I survived. Chapel was alright. I'm pretty sure what the preacher said was pretty sweet, but I was somewhat distracted by my scribblings after the worship. Mostly negative. *Sigh* the weight of cynacism. I suppose I was already a little bothered because I was only two rows behind the "cute couple" row, and had perfect sight of another couple that I would rather prefer NOT to see. Such is life.
I went to class and lunch, played some guitarra which is always good, as well as some keys. Went to Popular Culture, which dragged on today, and then to choir, which was actually one of the worst classes in awhile. We ran sectionals on a song Livesay just introduced I believe last week. We have three weeks, 7 rehearsals until choir tour, one of those weeks being Spring Break, and he decided to introduce one of the hardest songs just last week, and expects it to be learned, polished, and memorized in 7 rehearsals. Good luck with that Livesay. It sounded basically horrible today. Oh the pain....
After that, we went to dinner, and then I took an hour nap. We went to open mic night for a bit, and then to basketball. I would say it safe to say (though it was only the first game) that Delpha is very likely a contender for the championship. We swept the floor with the Apartments/K Houses/Commuters, and won 60-28 (and either 4 or 6 of those 28 were given to them. Literally. In the last minute, Kip handed them the ball to go make layups.) There is no other team I would rather humiliate than them. I don't know if that's mean, but that is definitely how I feel. I had some good boards and good moves down below, and it felt so good to play again : )
I heard that tonight was a repeat of my senior year for Lansing Christian Girls Varsity. I feel for them, but it also makes me feel that I was not a failure as a captain. Perhaps this is terrible. Oh well.
Both Angie and Bri have had sore throats within the last week. I am hoping to not be the third...
Well I have to finish a little homework, but then I am OFF TO BED! : ) only to rise for my 9:20 class = / chances for a nap are slim tomorrow afternoon as well, but wednesday is Focus series, so I should be able to find some quality nap time that day. Here's hoping.
Peace
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