Rebekah 201: Useless Stuff
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Song: Oh My My - Ringo Starr
The new year is almost here. Yay for 2006. We're having a party, so I'm looking forward to that. I even cleaned up my room. I had another one of my mental battles again. I really don't like those...it makes me miserable. Oddly enough, it was on the topic of my previous entry. My brother gave me an Elton John CD ironically. Literally facing the music, it threw me onto the battlefield again. It was along the same lines as my movie thing (which, by the way, I am SICK of explaining).
12/23/05
Song: Tiny Dancer - Elton John
In Paul's letter to the Romans, he says something like "those who take pleasure in evildoers are just as worthy of death as the evildoers are." I'm paraphrasing, of course. The "evil" spoken of in that verse is specifically named as several things, one being homosexuality.. This is why I've questioned whether its ok for me to like Elton John's songs or not. My conclusion is that if I like a song just because Elton John sings it, it is wrong. But if I like a song he wrote regardless of who sings it, it's not wrong. That would mean my enjoyment is of the song, not the person. However, I can see an argument in there for a person with an extraordinarily good voice.
12/22/05
Song: Let It Snow
I'm back from Nashville. Ben, of course, complained almost the whole time. I think I should have brought my duct tape. The Grand Old Opry was fun. Little Jimmy Dickens is so cute. I hope that I'm that spry when I'm 85. I still think that vacations are entirely too tiring.
12/18/05
Song: Mud on the Tires - Brad Paisley
One more week til Christmas! I hope maybe that it'll get my brother out of this foul mood he's been in. I think he'll really like what I got him. It's so anti-southern that he'll have to like it. I wish he would cheer up. He's making this holiday quite uncomfortable.
12/16/05
Song: Great Big Mystery - Bethany Dillon
I'm in a mystery book mood. It's quite exciting. I suppose I'm celebrating the renewal of my 4.0. =D I'm back in the work routine for a few weeks. It's surprisingly relaxing to be able to come home and not have homework. We're not putting up a tree this Christmas as far as I know. My brother doesn't feel like putting it up. I guess it shouldn't, but it makes the house feel less Christmassy.
12/13/05
I am home, finally. No more classes for a few weeks. I feel so tired. I hope I get a chance to rest tomorrow, because it's back to work on Thursday. Actually, a work day is more brutal than a school day. It requires a lot of endurance and patience, but not necessarily intelligence. But hey, I need the money. Holidays are nice in their own way, but all the obligations hurt. You know what? I'm not too particularly fond of cars anymore. I'm tired of them killing everyone.
12/9/05
Song: I Couldn't Be Happier - Wicked the Musical
Today I got the fourth "I wish you were a fill in subject here major" since I've been at school here. Shortly afterwards these statements are made, I get an "I'm so smart" attitude of which I am ashamed a few seconds after I think it. I only get good grades because God gave me that ability. He deserves all the credit. Not me. In Acts chapter 12, Herod took credit for the power/glory God gave him. "And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory; and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost." (v23)
12/6/05
Song: Carol of the Bells
Yay for Dead day! It's kind of nice just to do what I want. I did practice longer than usual, but it was so hot in that practice room I think I was turning red. I finished that economics report a lot faster than I anticipated, and it was a lot easier too. I just hope I get a good grade in it. Do you think I put too much emphasis on grades? Sometimes I wonder if I might.
12/2/05
Song: Merry Christmas Darling - The Carpenters
This weekend is going to be so hectic. I guess it already is. Somehow I don't feel like two days is sufficient time to analyze the US economy. I didn't exactly slack off this time either believe it or not. But I take comfort in the fact that everyone in the class is in the same boat. Knowing that you're not alone is quite calming. That's why religion and spirituality is so scary. You're the only one responsible for your soul's destination. Everyone is always looking for a scapegoat, and where religion is concerned, there isn't one.