An intimate night with Strange

So last night was the night for odd events. I didn't think reading in a stairwell could be so interesting. As I sat their catching up on a weeks worth of reading my peers made their way through the usually unpopular stairwell. The first occurance was one of the most off-setting which I caught as I looked up from my pages to see a peer with paper bags on his feet making his way to the girls' floor. I asked with curiosity why he had the noisy items attached to his feet. He simply replied that he didn't want to get his feet dirt. Moments after disappearing he swung the door of the third landing open and made his way back to his floor complaining that "they like him better". Just as I thought it couldn't get any stranger I heard jiggling noise making its way to the third floor. What could that be but a girl gearing up for the protest that was today. Apparently Santa elf hats are the perfect attire for an event of such manner. If a bag wearing boy and a Santa elf protester weren't interesting enough, a friend zooms through the stairs and tosses the craziest little pamplet at me. It started out being about little children celebrating Halloween and then randomly turned in to a tool of Christian conversion. I hand the bizarre pamphlet to a girl heading back down. The irony is that the bag boy thought that my reading in the secret stairwell was strange and even asked himself why everyone was acting so "sketchy" tonight. Just when I think the madness is over, I hear a sneaky individual creep into the stairwell underneath me. Whoever it is is oblivious to the fact that I am above them and whispers to themselves as I hear a repetative clicking sound. Seconds after they leave, the stairwell is filled with an awful smell and I through the towel in. The Gladwell book and I move the normal stairwell across the hall where we discover that there is a fifth floor landing in our building that leads to the roof. I finally get some peace and quiet and conquer my last minute attempt to conquer my assignment. I get 2 hours and 30 mintues of sleep to awake to a fire alarm at 5 in the morning. I couldn't help thinking for the rest of the day that a certain department wants something from me after luring perks from an email.

Strange

No lie, I am supposed to be doing homework right now

Before I settle into my normal routine, I need to let some steam off. So here it is:

Darn non-working laptops!!!!! (I'm sad to say that Dell is dead ) : )

Unfortunately, I am in the library where I should be working on my blog for class, but that isn't happening. I have decided that I haven't been letting my emotions out as I regularly do, and that I should instead blog about that. On top of this frustrating week with my computer, my friends have decided to do some man-hunting and bathing suit shopping for me. If there are two things in the world that I could live without right now it would be men and bathing suits. But if they happen to read this, I'd like to say that I appreciate the kind gesture. Oh yeah and I must not forget that I have been slowly loosing my memory. That's right, I'm getting old.

Now for the lighter side of things:

I am really enjoying my second semester. It has been full of exciting school work and mischief as listed below in my highlights of the month:

1. Three hour astronomy lab from 7- 10 (not)
2. Statistics quiz (I think I found the best kind of math in the world)
3. Scaring the crap out of Jacob (I still laugh a little on the inside when I think of this)
4. Making better grades in Astronomy!
5. My French teacher is awesome (I don't even mind that I have the class everyday)
6. Kidnapping Snicklefritz and blaming it on Myles (what can I say, I am against stuffed animal abuse)
7. Blogging for homework (I can official say that I do homework for fun now)
8. Kidnapping Myle's stuffed cows and blaming it on Jacob (don't worry I returned them all after two nightmares about taking other people's things)
9. Oh yeah, and I finished weaving another purse!

Well, I must say Janurary 2010 has been quite eventful.

Apologetics

Apologetics is the art of getting people to see the truth in Christianity, which involves becoming aware of the worldview of others around you. That is done by getting an understanding of the culture and beliefs of others and being able to explain your own. One definition I really like is "It is the scientic art of Christian persuasion". I'd like to think of it as polite evangelism minus the obnoxiousness plus the listening component.

How does this apply to my life right now one might ask?

Answer: I really don't know, but I do know that I deeply care about people a lot. It is kind of a tiresome habit. I guess there is some relation in that I am opened-minded about their different lifestyles like an apologist is opened to learning about other cultures and religions. I do the whole listening and learning about others views thing. I am just missing the whole "persuasion" thing. Then I think to myself: Why and how would I persuade someone to believe what I believe?

One word works for both answers: Peace

Spiders

Yesterday I was tired in everyway possible. My mind was tire, my body was tired, my hands were tire, my feet were tired, my patience was tired, my kindness was tired, and most tragically my love was tired. But of course it's me so no one can even tell. I always appear in tack to the public world, but I need a reboot soon or I'm going to fall apart in front of everyone. I'm struggling the most with caring about/loving other people. I'm to the point where I want to shout "WHAT ABOUT ME". Of course I know that sounds ridiculous since the world doesn't revolve around me. So I wasn't very thrilled on the inside about the events that happened yesterday: getting repeatedly attacked by spiders!! (Of course this is metaphorical)

spider #1: A repulsive tarantula

So I was just innocently finishing some Christmas shopping when it crawled towards me admiring my beauty. Stupid insect, didn't it know that I didn't want to be bothered. But, no it insist on getting in my way and staying there for I while. I politely sent it off and let out my fustration under a nearby tree. There is nothing worse than unwanted company, and I know that I'm tired when I'm rude enough to voice that opinion. I didn't even stop to get an understanding of the creature; didn't extend a kind hand or say a little prayer for it. Nope my poor little heart and its love are too tired for you to even matter to me, but deep down somewhere I would have love to have viewed You through God's eyes in a loving manner. It is a shame. My love for people should be consistant not waivering. God's love for me doesn't waiver, and I'm suppose to portray his love to others--you know that whole shine a light thing, but I must admit today I was being the perfect pretender because how I felt inside didn't match my actions. Needless to say there was another unfortunate spider that had to encounter and annoy me yesterday.

spider #2: A loopy daddy-long leg

I was getting some homework done when this one galloped across the table. All I have to say about that is that sometimes you run across things that don't behave like they are expected to behave! Yesterday I just felt like stepping on anything that looked like it could bite me, but I must thank God and self-control for keeping me from acting out this aggression. These bugs did no real harm to me, so I should have felt more tolerant towards them.

........And then the Rainbow

So today I took a test, scrapped together a project, made three trips to the library, and smiled. That's right, it was a great day--the last day of the last full week of classes ( : So let me give some highlights of this excitement:

1. Made an A on a test
2. The door opened behind me
3. Intervarsity
4. Small chat
5. Smoothie
6. Harry Potter
7. Some love from the family

Well if it isn't obvious, I am most excited about #2 (Of course all of the others always make me happy, but they happen more regularly than 2). Today when the door opened behind me, I realized that God was answering one of my prayers. But of course when God does something He has to go above and beyond. He not only answered that prayer, but gave me reassurance about other things I prayed about when I went to Intervarsity. So basically the door opened and my name was called before I could realize that I was being met half-way. So now that my prayers are answered, now what? For the time being, I'll just go on my happy way until something of real interest happens in my life.