Today, I sign up for classes. I realize now how close I am, exactly, to graduating and I have to say that I'm remarkably unmoved. This is how little I care about my major. If someone were to take my comm studies diploma from my hand, throw it on the ground, and pee on it, I probably wouldn't care. I don't even know what I'd DO with this freaking degree.
People are so freaking stressed about classes and people have been sharing some very specific sentiments. First of all, when we discover that a fellow classmate is registering for classes the appropriate response is now "may the odds be ever in your favor". Second, I think we all agree that if we are going to spend so much money going to school, we should change the name of our college to Hogwarts and make our Quidditch team the central focus of our sports teams, not football. Also, we should import British people to sit in our classes and speak every so often so we start to really feel like we are at Hogwarts.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
What breaks your bones is not the weight you're carrying but all in how you carry it
I came to the conclusion that I suck at writing. Seriously. This blog is three sentences long and I'll bet you anything that if a college English professor were to read this he would flip out and pee on whatever device it is that he's reading this blog from. You may say it's crazy, but I've seen it done many a time before with my essays and papers I've turned in.
I'm not very good at speaking either. Relationships are not my forte, if I'm going to be completely honest. I have some great people in my life right now, don't get me wrong, but when things go wrong in a friendship they seem to go REALLY wrong. I'm really more of a listener than a speaker. It's when I try to talk that things blow up. Strange how I haven't learned my lesson yet, no?
I suck at math.
Physics is the devil.
Why the heck does physics end with an 's' if it's not plural?
Would Physic sound weird in regular conversation?
Why were the first two guys who thought Superman was a bird and a plane so freaking excited to see a bird and a plane?
I am not exactly the most athletic (although I REALLY want to play soccer).
I love music. If you've read my blog, you'd know this to be true. If you've ever met me, you'd know this to be true. So why haven't I auditioned for the school of music before? I am almost convinced that if being a music major was what God meant to happen, things are happening right as he intended them. These past three years have not been a waste of time. In fact, I'm quite certain that God has been putting me in situations to help me in the school of music. To help me grow as a musician. I've accompanied so many different people, had to rely on myself to learn theory, played in so many different sorts of situations, and been given the opportunity to play my instrument for Him. If I started out my college career as a music major, I don't think I would have this desire to give back to God whatever it is that I learn from a music degree. Regardless of whether or not I get into the school of music, I know that God's had a hand in my college career and I'm slowly learning to trust Him. This year has been rough, but this year has taught me to give it all to Him.
Why WERE those two guys so excited to see a plane and a bird?
I'm not very good at speaking either. Relationships are not my forte, if I'm going to be completely honest. I have some great people in my life right now, don't get me wrong, but when things go wrong in a friendship they seem to go REALLY wrong. I'm really more of a listener than a speaker. It's when I try to talk that things blow up. Strange how I haven't learned my lesson yet, no?
I suck at math.
Physics is the devil.
Why the heck does physics end with an 's' if it's not plural?
Would Physic sound weird in regular conversation?
Why were the first two guys who thought Superman was a bird and a plane so freaking excited to see a bird and a plane?
I am not exactly the most athletic (although I REALLY want to play soccer).
I love music. If you've read my blog, you'd know this to be true. If you've ever met me, you'd know this to be true. So why haven't I auditioned for the school of music before? I am almost convinced that if being a music major was what God meant to happen, things are happening right as he intended them. These past three years have not been a waste of time. In fact, I'm quite certain that God has been putting me in situations to help me in the school of music. To help me grow as a musician. I've accompanied so many different people, had to rely on myself to learn theory, played in so many different sorts of situations, and been given the opportunity to play my instrument for Him. If I started out my college career as a music major, I don't think I would have this desire to give back to God whatever it is that I learn from a music degree. Regardless of whether or not I get into the school of music, I know that God's had a hand in my college career and I'm slowly learning to trust Him. This year has been rough, but this year has taught me to give it all to Him.
Why WERE those two guys so excited to see a plane and a bird?
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