- get out of bed at 2p
- do some homework
- surf the net, chat
- surf some more
- watch Rush Hour for the first time
- work out
- clean my room
- eat pop-tarts
- watch First Knight
- find out my rice cooker is broken
- eat top ramen
I did some homework today, but that's not really significant. I have more to do than I will get done on time. Know why? Because I decided to enjoy my weekend instead. Check out this excerpt from a recent letter to Llaura:
I realized something yesterday morning. It gave me a clear picture of my procrastination predicament. I thought about how it made me feel to turn homework in late and wait till the last night, and I though, "It feels like I'm in debt."So there you have it. Old Testament homework due tomorrow evening (after my volunteer work hours at the Maple Learning Center), and two weeks' worth of homework due in Biblical Interpretation (which I would definitely take again, and again), and World Civ crap due on Friday. Oh, and I have to meet with the webmaster here (Mark Merrick) so I can get started building the finalized templates for the Theatre Department's new website.
Then I realized, that's exactly what it is. I've borrowed time. I used my credit card to buy that movie, that time with Jay and J.T., that new blog template, that time playing my flute all night. I owe like a couple dozen hours, and this is the worst part: I have the time to pay it back. I just choose not to. You know what I do instead? Yeah. Borrow more time. And when Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday nights roll around, I give my responsibilities whatever is left in my time wallet, which is usually pocket change, not bills.
The answer: a budget. Okay, well, not really. I have to choose to make and follow a schedule, and the choosing is the hard (though simple) part. So why is it easy to choose to go to class, but hard to choose to do homework?
Because I can get B's without doing it, that's why. I thought I was going to get a low C on that world civ exam, but I got 88%. That's not bad, for bs'ing the page-long essay question. I got "good" and check marks next to some of the most vague statements I've ever written.
I hate myself. Oh, that reminds me:
Well, I personally liked the music, but I'm also a huge fan of having sound on a page no matter what, lol! :p And it didn't take too long for it to load...
Anywayz.. That was kinda wierd not to see any comments from me in that last one, lol! Probably refreshing to you! ;)
And, I have to say I agree with Kevin on his comment. I really truely believe that it *was* the authors intent to slide that extra bit in there, that you must love others as much as you love yourself. In other places in the Bible it talks about loving others a lot, so that's not a question. We MUST love our neighbors in an open and friendly way. So I think that verse was more written to emphasise the last part: "...as yourself." :)
Talk to ya laterz Isaiah! :) God bless!
Okay, so you're saying that because most of the verses don't mention loving yourself, but one verse halfway implies it, I should live by that halfway implication.
It is implied, that we do, and should, love ourselves. There is a self-love which is corrupt, and the root of the greatest sins, and it must be put off and mortified: but there is a self-love which is natural, and the rule of the greatest duty, and it must be preserved and sanctified. We must love ourselves, that is, we must have a due regard to the dignity of our own natures, and a due concern for the welfare of our own souls and bodies.
*as you can probably tell I didn't write this but yeah lemme know what ya'll think*
I think: interesting thought, and I bet it feels really good to believe that. The conclusion seems to be lacking any premises whatsoever, though... in other words, the author doesn't say why [s]he believes this. It's a pretty big statement, too. He/she uses words like "must" and "greatest." I'd really like to see the reasoning behind these beliefs...
Woohoo, go Christi! Lol. I wouldn't have thought of that. *thumbs up*
Hmm...new idea...Blogger emoticons? *shrug*
*thumbs down* Not for you, Christi... for your (plural) argument. Had I not taken that class at the jc, you might have gotten this past me... but no. You guys know I am always open to more disagreement on anyone's behalf (as long as they're not anymice), so feel free to come at this from a different angle.
If you do, though, I suggest you search for the answers to the following questions:
- Who wrote those verses down originally? Where did that author get the information?
- Who did the author write those verses to?
- How does knowledge of the main themes and purposes of the book affect our understanding of the verses in question?
- What implications do the original Greek/Hebrew/Aramaic (unknown) words have for our interpretation of the verses? (i.e. what kind of love is meant? did you know phileo was considered the highest form of love up through, and past, the first century?)
- How many meanings does the Word of God have? If it has more than one, why try to impress yours on me? If it has only one, how do you know you have the right one?
Just a few things to think about. I could keep going, but I have other thoughts I need to blog, and other comments to reply to. Oh, and by the way... good idea. I wish Blogger would supply emoticons... =\
In some point the music was quite annoying. Especially when I tried to listen my playlist on the computer and your music just kept playing and i had to press that stop button every time. But if i listened, the songs were pretty okay. so i don't mind if that's playing here.
Hmm... well. I guess I'll have to do some more thinking on it. Maybe I'll embed the song, but disable the autoplay.
Dang, I know I had more to say.
I got this account just so that I could view others'spaces, but I ended up developing mine. There's not really anything interesting there (except perhaps an old pic or two you haven't seen yet), but if you have a yourspace, you can add me to your Friends list and give yourself a gold star. =)
On to more exciting things... that is, if you enjoy Jackie Chan movies, Dungeons & Dragons, or R. A. Salvatore's fantasy series. I mentioned a while ago that I had a story in mind, a role-play actually, and I know that some of you enjoy writing.
(A special greeting to my Kuhn cousin who, I am told, has been spending her free time in online role-playing communities. Mae govannen, mellonamin.)
So here is a link for you to follow, and when I say 'you,' I'm really referring to those of you who know the difference between a monk and a cleric... or else those of you who have ever wished you could swing a sword, cast a spell, be saved from the dragon by the knight in shining armor, or hide inside your own shadow.
Keep in mind: I just read through a bunch of these unfinished stories, and sometimes my own writing makes me laugh with embarassment. Do you and I a favor and look past the literary mistakes and errors =D to see the concepts, themes, and story elements beneath them.
Let me know if you're interested in a... shall we say, collaboration, or cooperative storytelling adventure, however you want to refer to it.
Wow... I had to go to my very first webspace with Angelfire just now, to dig up those old stories. I found a bunch of other stuff, as well, including a HUGE collection of letters to God, as well as stolen AIM conversations (the O-files, Danny! hilarious!!) and some letters between me and Alexa, as well as between me and Llaura.
Llaura, I miss you. Reading the letters around the time I had the party at my house made me cry. Same with you, Lexi, except different (obviously!). You know what I realized, Alexa? You were always more mature than me, despite being 6 months younger. Maybe you still are... more mature, I mean.
Dang it, where was I? Yeah. Llaura, I miss you. I'll send you some links when I write the seventh letter to you.
By the way, guys, the moon-bathing template is going into the archives. Who knows when it will show up again. Let me know what you think of the new look, whenever I put it up.