Rebekah 201: Useless Stuff
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Song: 3am - Matchbox 20
Half a test down, three and a half more to go...and all by next Wednesday. To make it worse, they're related subjects and easily confused with each other. On the other hand, they're related subjects and therefore share several terms, meaning I only have to learn it once. Hmm, ok, so I'm still learning about this whole optimist thing. It'll take a while.
9/25/05
Song: Maybe I'm Amazed - Paul McCartney
I did come home as predicted. It's a good thing I did, because if I hadn't gotten enough sleep on Friday night I probably would have been extremely irritable on Saturday. Things happen for a reason, or so I've heard it said.
9/21/05
Song: Jet - Paul McCartney
Responsibility. Apparantly I have some. I'm probably staying in this weekend to do homework instead of going on the retreat. I know that if I go, I'll ignore my homework and when test time comes around, I'll panic. Another thing: it seems like a lot of my friends have changed. I probably have too. I'm not trying so hard to fit in this time. I'm a lot less sarcastic, at least.
9/18/05
Song: Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring
Today my brother gave his first Sunday morning sermon. Ironically, it is also the anniversary of the last sermon my dad preached at that congregation. Can you believe that it's been almost a year? I still catch myself listening to a song and thinking "I can't wait for my dad to hear this, he'll really like it!" Then I realize that there's no one there anymore.
9/17/05
Song: The Gambler - Kenny Rogers
Yesterday was really weird. Random strangers kept speaking to me. Maybe I just happened upon some friendly people all day. My other theory is that I looked bizarre so they thought I needed to be spoken to. I dunno. However I was spared one awkward encounter, of which I was thankful. I bet I won't be so lucky next Friday. Is it just me or does it appear that I have lost my ability to say anything profound? I'm starting to sound like a normal person...ick.
9/13/05
Song: To Where You Are - Josh Groban
I got something done today! I seem to have a problem this year with self-discipline. Actually it's a combination of procrastination, friends, and boyfriend. Sometimes all I need is to be locked in a room by myself with my textbooks...and my md player. Not even food, because food will distract me.
9/9/05
Song: Intuition - Jewel
Yay, I'm not going to be as broke anymore! I'm working tomorrow. That should at least get me 20 dollars...ok, so it's not much of an improvement, but the point is that it is better than nothing. I'm tired of all this medicine. It's making me sick. The good news is that I'm not limping anymore.
9/8/05
Song: If It Makes You Happy - Sheryl Crow
Sometimes I look at my expensive, used, and crummy calculus book and think "Why on earth did I want to take this course?!" Another question: "WHY IS SOMEONE PLAYING A TRUMPET IN THE APARTMENT BUILDING?!" We have a music hall with practice rooms, people. Ok, I'm done. I just had to say something.
9/5/05
Song: Where Are You Going - Dave Matthews Band
Sometimes what you want is not always what is best for you, and obviously not what you will get. It's odd that I should realize this so late in life. However, my life is not over yet. There's much more to learn.
9/3/05
Song: Thank Goodness - Wicked the Musical
Last night's football game was much better. I brought my minidisc player to shut out all the screaming cheerleader wannabes. I don't care what their parents say, it's not cute. It's pathetic. Last night was homecoming and I had to sit through a lot more than normal. Fortunately after half-time it wasn't too bad. I found someone to talk to, so it passed the time quickly.
9/2/05
Song: The Wizard and I - Wicked the Musical
For some reason, every time I try to participate in an indoor games tournament, something happens to my ability to walk. Yeah, I'm crippled today. And guess what, I'm going to walk to class anyway. Call me stupid, if you must, but in reality I'm just cheap. Gas is about $3/gallon. I don't want to waste it.