Every New Day Ends The Same

So, a new semester has begun for me. I wait with heavy anticipation for what will occur. I like starts and finishes, beginnings and endings. Endings, although painful, usually bring about the most maturity, experience, and change. Change can be good. But as I learned from a Dr. Burns psychology class in undergrad: "Change causes anxiety." Yes it does.

I awoke to go to my first class yesterday with these feelings. I got ready on time, and even got there a few minutes early. As I approached the door, a sign saying "cancelled" was all I could see. Literally, they're not offering the class at all this semester. So I went to the Registar's office and got transferred into a new class for Friday. No worries. I went to my second class with no problems, and it looks to be both interesting and stress free (minimal stress atleast). Today, I woke up around 10 AM, realizing I had missed half of my hardest class this semester, Greek. My cell phone, which doubles as my alarm, was off, for no apparent reason. I yelled the F word. I feel behind already. The rest of the day wasn't bad, thank goodness. So, my 12 hour semester is as follows:

CESW6364 - Church-Community Ministries - Tue, Thur 2:00-3:20 pm
CEYH6240 - Youth Ministry in Theory and Practice - Tue, Thur 1:00-1:50 PM
DISC5171 - Spiritual Formation II - Friday @ 8 AM (but hopefully we'll change it)
NTGK5300 - Introduction to Greek (Grammar) - Tue, Thur @ 9:30-10:50 AM
OTEN5300 - Exploring the Old Testament - Wed @ 12:30-3:20 PM

Okay, that's all. I need a job now. My parents might let me buy my Mom's old car in a month or two if they can't sell it for $4,000. So I need like $2,000 pronto. We shall see.

I saw this and thought it was funny

"Don't Cry, Don't Raise Your Eye--It's Only Teenage Wasteland"

If it would suit your fancy, please take a look at what I am currently peddling on Ebay now.

Another Day Now, Another Year Tomorrow

Another year is quickly moving ahead. Pretty soon it will be summer, and then before I know it, Christmas will be here. Where does the time go? Life flies by faster as I get older. It seems like three years ago I was working a job that I both equally loved and hated. Now I'm just bumming around until I can find another job and waiting for school to start in a week. As I say, crazy.

I think the career I choose will have to be one that is surrounded by the school schedule, where taking winter and summer breaks off is mandatory. If I taught high school or even college, that could happen. Last semester I worked by tutored a kid in his home and that only lasted for nearly two months, if that, so now I look to something that requires less brain power. (Although I got to tell you folks, I didn't use my brain much with that kid.)

As I think back at last semester, I remember feeling overwhelmed quite a bit. But, grade-wise, I got all A's. This glorious feat was a first for me. But, this upcoming semester I will be taking Greek, for starters, as well as four other classes that prove to be just as much work. Last semester, I only took 11 hours (full time for grad school), and I had four classes. I had a children's education class, but it was easy and I only had one assignment. The other three classes, Interpersonal Relationship Skills, Hermeneutics and Philosophy nearly killed me. They were definitely the most work I've ever had to type up and turn in. Between them I wrote:

18 pages for Interpersonal (2 papers, 1 book critique, 1 presentation plan/report)
56 pages total for Philosophy (6 papers, 1 book critique)
34 pages for Hermeneutics (4 papers, not included is 70 pages of typed notes)
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108 pages worth of writing

That is a lot. I'm really rethinking doctoral work, seriously. Thinking about all this has my head spinning. I'm going to avoid life now.

Breakfast?

My Dad has taught me many things in my life. He has imparted me with some valuable wisdom over the years. Whether it was to appreciate 60's music or to understand the importance of family values, I'll be forever changed because of his influence on my life. But the one lesson that I will never, ever be able to forget that he taught me is just how enjoyable breakfast food is at any other time in the day except the morning. Don't get me wrong, I eat breakfast in the AM occasionally. But, I mostly eat breakfast food post 5 PM. I don't know why, but it's just good that way. The McDonald's on Louisa and Old Gentilly here in NOLA is open 24 hours a day. There drive thru starts serving breakfast at 4 AM. Last night, after watching Florida victoriously win against Ohio State, I decided to stay up just so I could get breakfast early in the morning. McDonald's just tastes better at an ungoldy hour.

This One Time...

I guess I should mention that five years ago, Justin, Chase, and I set out on a mission to blog about our lives. Even though Justin started the site with the intent to write about his own life, Chase and I quickly signed on to be included in the job of putting Graceville, FL on the map. A few other people even came along for the ride with us by writing, linking, or reading our site and commenting regularly. While nothing significant has ever come from blogging, I thought it was fitting to include this reminder up for the guys. We may never live in the same town again, but I'm sure we'll always be friends. Happy 5th Anniversary, To Whom It May Concern.

You were the brightest one...

Like I Would Do That

We remember what we want
And forget what we can
The convenience to do as we please
I'm not sure if I'm capable of dealing with this kind of ease

Life shouldn't be so simple
But it often is
Replacing your stories with even more grandeur
The tendency to end every conversation with the magic cure

It's out of this field
Or has left without saying so long
Farewell to forever
It's time to work on getting past never

Because words like that are far too easily used
Nor do they denote comprehension
It’s fine to understand what you claim to demand
But you just can't get something by giving a command

Finally

My parents have left the building. I love them, and I'll miss them, but I'm glad they're gone!

Have A Great

New Year.