Thursday, March 03, 2005
I've been selfishly caught up in my own life lately havn't I? A friend confronted me the other day saying that people around the world are going through worse things, worse than I can currently imagine. I'm so selfish to be thinking that my problems are that bad.
You remember how she spoke a few weeks ago at DCF (I forget her name) about sorrow and joy being together. Yea, I'm sort of there. Which is good, I guess. It still hurts, but in a way I'm joyful even if I don't always appear to be (tiredness is also factor in my not appearing joyful). You don't mind if I don't tell you what's going on right? I am not able to because too many of you know my family, and this is one of those things I'm not allowed to talk about. That's one thing nice about being here, away from those close to my family. I can talk about everything openly and truthfully. Its refreshing. Its not that I didn't trust you all, but I wasn't allowed.
Class was canceled this morning so Cynthia and I just hung out with an hour and a half which was nice. Its been a relaxing morning. I woke up with more time than I needed which was nice in its own way as well.
Have any of you read the book Chip gave us, Can Man Live Without God? I've been reading it this semester in the tiny windows of time I have no and again. I'm really enjoying it. Anyone have any thoughts on it?
My parents are coming to the fencing tournament this weekend. I'm excited and nervous. Excited to see them and for them to share in what I've been doing, nervous cause I want to do well while they are watching (and it would be sooo awesome to get a rating). I'll relax once I get there. I always get nervous before tournaments. I think its my pride.
"I don't feel like practicing today." Amy said pulling her jacket on.
"Me niether."
"Well, on second thought, I want to practice, but my pride doesn't feel like practicing today." I stopped and pondered what she said. So true. That's the way I am most days when I don't want to go to practice or a tournament. Ugh, I hate my pride.
I was reading Catch-22 last night. Remember how I use to steal it out of you locker while you were in chorus, and when the choir director would give you a study hall you'd come looking for it and I would be curled up on the backpacks in the corner reading it? It brought back memories of you reading quotes from it in economics, which brought back memories of coloring disney princess pictures and you trying to learn who was who. Good times.
You remember how she spoke a few weeks ago at DCF (I forget her name) about sorrow and joy being together. Yea, I'm sort of there. Which is good, I guess. It still hurts, but in a way I'm joyful even if I don't always appear to be (tiredness is also factor in my not appearing joyful). You don't mind if I don't tell you what's going on right? I am not able to because too many of you know my family, and this is one of those things I'm not allowed to talk about. That's one thing nice about being here, away from those close to my family. I can talk about everything openly and truthfully. Its refreshing. Its not that I didn't trust you all, but I wasn't allowed.
Class was canceled this morning so Cynthia and I just hung out with an hour and a half which was nice. Its been a relaxing morning. I woke up with more time than I needed which was nice in its own way as well.
Have any of you read the book Chip gave us, Can Man Live Without God? I've been reading it this semester in the tiny windows of time I have no and again. I'm really enjoying it. Anyone have any thoughts on it?
My parents are coming to the fencing tournament this weekend. I'm excited and nervous. Excited to see them and for them to share in what I've been doing, nervous cause I want to do well while they are watching (and it would be sooo awesome to get a rating). I'll relax once I get there. I always get nervous before tournaments. I think its my pride.
"I don't feel like practicing today." Amy said pulling her jacket on.
"Me niether."
"Well, on second thought, I want to practice, but my pride doesn't feel like practicing today." I stopped and pondered what she said. So true. That's the way I am most days when I don't want to go to practice or a tournament. Ugh, I hate my pride.
I was reading Catch-22 last night. Remember how I use to steal it out of you locker while you were in chorus, and when the choir director would give you a study hall you'd come looking for it and I would be curled up on the backpacks in the corner reading it? It brought back memories of you reading quotes from it in economics, which brought back memories of coloring disney princess pictures and you trying to learn who was who. Good times.
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