Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Rise and shine!

A song that I often think of when I first wake up in the morning goes like this:

"Rise, and shine, and give God the Glory! Glory!
Rise, and shine, and give God the Glory! Glory!"

And so on. It's peppy and happy and you jump up and down and clap while singing. We used to sing this song at various camps and at LOG on the last morning of the retreat. It can be kind of an obnoxious when you're super tired and just want to stay asleep. This song would actually make people angry at LOG on Sunday morning after hardly sleeping for a weekend. But man does this song wake me up. I wanted to sing it this morning when I was feeling sick and tired at Starbucks. I should have sung this song during the 3 hr break between my 2 classes, but instead, I cried and was stressed out and had Matt come pick me up from the library because it was raining and he gave me a pep talk and I didn't get any homework done. I was glad for the talk and glad to not think about school work for a little while.

Thoughts?

I had a couple of thoughts I figured I'd write down. They're not profound by any means. I just thought them up:

Why are bugs not afraid of us but birds and most other animals in the wild are? Why will bugs not become afraid of us when we swat at them and try to get them away from our faces? Are their lives so short and meaningless that they don't even value them enough to fear for them? I mean, they serve an important purpose of pollinating and helping decompose and other buggy things, so it's good they're around, and maybe they should value their little lives a little more and stay clear of my mouth and ears when I'm walking to class.

Why does it happen that, while at work at Starbucks, you'll have a lull time and then 5 people completely unconnected to one another will come in all at once? Why can't they trickle in slowly, rather than all coming at the same time? I just always wondered if people wait around outside for other people to show up so they don't walk in by themselves. Seriously. It always happens.

My knee started hurting today. Out of no where. I was riding along in Matt's car, and it just started hurting more and more until my stomach clenched and I thought I might puke (so also, why does pain cause nausea? Am I the only one that happens to?), and now it's more of a dull throb. But I did nothing to bring on this pain! It's the knee I had surgery on in high school, and I always joke that I can tell the weather with it, but I wasn't being serious. It has since thunder stormed like there's no tomorrow, but now it's over, so this knee pain can go away now, please.

Why is appearance so closely linked with self-esteem? And speaking of self-esteem, some psychological research is suggesting that too high of self-esteem can be as bad as to low of self-esteem. If you already think you're great, you're not likely to work very hard in school or be bothered by bad grades. Also, bullies can often have really really high self-esteems so they have an over-inflated sense of self-importance. It makes sense, if you think about it. It's all about balance because self-esteem and humility.

Alright, I've spent enough time putting off my homework. I'd much rather take a nap, but I'm at the library, and I think that's frowned upon. This place is no IU "Wells" library stacks.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Been a while

I can't believe how long it's been since I wrote here. I guess I just got busy. Whew.

I'm in class again, but I'm having trouble finding time to write in here outside of class. The whole idea of personal time right now is almost funny. I had an interview at a near-by high school early last week, and I should hear about that by the end of this week. I'm trying not to dwell on it because I can't change what happens now. I think the interview went really well though. Also, I started working for that lawyer, and that is adding quite a bit of work to my life. I'm getting paid more, so that's great, but a negative impact of all of this is that I'm not able to work out as much. Before, working out was the common denominator that tied Monday through Saturday together. Now, it's a luxury that I can't afford sometimes. Today, I chose to work out instead of getting some work done for the lawyer guy and get paid for 2 hours of work. I'm pretty confident that I made the right choice, but I can't wait until I don't have to make choices like this anymore.

Today is the beginning of week 5 of classes. I have just under 2 weeks of class left. Thank God.

Sorry this isn't more insightful or fun. I'm drained, man...