The Fortress of Solitude

This day has been one for the freaks. Just a whole lot of weird stuff happening. It isn’t even over yet, I’m kind of worried about what the rest of the day will bring. First off, I had to do a presentation in my morning class. We were supposed to do it Monday, but uhhhhhhh I forgot about it. My group mates weren’t really ready either. Anyway after our make-up presentation, the professor asked us a question, and honestly I had no idea what he was asking. I know it was about something we had talked about in class…..but I don’t think I have ever heard one word this guy says. He is boring, and annoying, and boring. It was kind of embarrassing being in front of the class and not knowing the answer to what was probably a simple question, I think it spoke volumes of his teaching ability when he asked the whole class the question and they had the same blank stare we did.

Now, as I was zoning out of this class I suddenly looked up and saw some dude flat out staring at me. His eyes were fixed on me, his head was in his hand, and his mouth was gaping open. I thought about throwing up, but instead I looked him right in the eye and gave him that….”go somewhere you freak” look. Only problem was….he kept staring. I felt kind of violated, it was truly disturbing.

After class I went to Taco Bell for some lunch, it’s cheap, easy, and good (THAT’S WHAT SHE SAID!). After the dude handed me my drink I started to put it in the cup holder…..when I looked back up I had a bag of food in front of my face……dude was hanging out the window of the building and trying to get in the car with me to give me my food. I literally reached my hands up to my face( I was looking straight ahead at this point) and grabbed my food.

My afternoon class was pretty interesting today, that prof. really know how to engage his audience and I find myself paying attention to him like 85% of the time, which is pretty impressive if I may say so. Anyway with about twenty minutes left in class some old dude just walked in and said we had to go downstairs because there was a tornado warning. Sheesh.

Zero tornados later I’m sitting here waiting for my 6:00-9:00 O’clock class to start. Wonder what the rest of the night has in store for me. I think I’m going to have a vending machine dinner tonight because I don’t feel like walking all the way back to the parking lot, that should be yummy.

I forget about this thing.  It was cool and new at first but now I forget it exsits.  I’m hopeful i can get motivated enough to post again this week.  I have lots of useful things to say, I’m just kind of lazy.  This is short and sweet, but look for more later this week.

My grades for the semester C*3 B*2. Not bad considering I had what boils down to four math classes. I hate math, and for “business” classes there was waaaaaaay too much of it this semester.  I am moderetly dissapointed I didn’t get an A in my Business Ethics class, as I consider myself ethical, and I enjoyed the class. The second test stumped me, and it shouldn’t have, but so is life right. 

Christmas is approaching and I find myself not caring too much.  I don’t think I really get it.  Are we sure that Jesus was born in December? Let’s suppose we are sure, then why are giving each other gifts?  I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining, because i enjoy getting presents, but sometimes I fell like we’re kind of missing the point.  The loud angry Christians want to yell and hollar about how the mainstream is trying to take the “Christ” out of Christmas when they themselves already have.  Christmas doesnt even come close to what it should, if in fact we really are celebrating the birth of Christ. I like that we have a specific day of the year that we can say “Hey, my savior is real, and this is his story.”  I just think we should seperate how we celebrate the holiday Christmas from the man who said we should give up everything and follow him.  Easter is a much better holiday. Yeah I know the giant home invading bunny isn’t metioned anywhere in the gospels, but at least after we pass age ten we start to celebrate the day as it should be celebrated.  We pretty much screw Christmas up no matter what age.

Well, that’s all for today.

Merry Christmas. 

Today I took the long way.  The thing about the long way is that it’s just a better way to go.  My favorite part about the long way is definitely the ferry.  There is just something cool about floating across the river in your truck.  Usually it’s nice scenery too, like something out of a movie. Today, not so much. It was dreary and rainy.  Another reason I took the long way, I’m the type of driver who is more comfortable on winding country backroads than I am on the interstate.  So since the weather was bad I decided to skip the interstate today.

I had to go work though, and when I take the ferry it puts me into town on the other side of work.  I-75 puts me pretty close to work, but it’s not too bad.  The drive takes about 40-45 minutes, but when I take the ferry it’s right around 55 minutes.  I don’t mind the extra time, gas is cheap. Driving is also a good time to ponder things, and if your brain is as full as mine has been lately extra pondering time is nice.  I guess really it all boils down to the fact that I just like to ride the ferry, it’s extra cool in the morning when its super foggy at the river and you cant see either side of the bank when you get out to the middle.

Like I said I went to work to get my paycheck only to find out I have to work Wednesday, which sucks because I was planning on going to Lexington and run some errands that day.  I’ll have to go tomorrow morning I suppose. I have class until 9:15 and work at 12:30 so it’s a small window, and not every place I need to go will be open.  I guess that gives me an excuse to waste some more gas next week.  I have to go to Lifeway and get some Sunday School materiel.  I have the bible I guess, but that would require like way more prep time…maybe two months.  I probably could just make stuff up, they don’t listen to me anyway.  I could do the lesson in Russian(not that I actually know Russian, but you get the point) and I don’t think they would notice.  I was supposed to have a test tomorrow at 11:00 but he said we could take it on Monday if we were going to be out of town.  I am going to be out of town…one town over doing other things, but I’ll take it on Monday anyway.  It’s always nice to procrastinate things anyway.

Sorry it’s taken so long to update this thing….maybe I’ll do more this week, but I probably won’t.

I try not to be serious, it’s not my style. Every now and again I will have something on my mind that needs to be said, even if it is a serious subject. I have been thinking a lot lately and this is something laying heavily on my mind.

Life has changed for me these past few weeks, but then again it’s still the same. On October 11^th My sister, Christy passed away, very unexpectedly. The usual crap that happens when a loved one dies followed. Tears, hugs, food. Then more tears, hugs, and food. The funeral was surreal, as was life in general for a while. After the week that followed was over though, I was expected to go back to normalcy (what is normal anyway). I wanted life to stop with me, instead it went on without me. I got back to school, two tests behind. Back to work one paycheck behind. I had to play catch up and find time to grieve. It wasn’t easy, it still isn’t. I’m caught up with everything I was behind on now. I thought when I got to this point life would stop again for me, but it’s funny how there is always something else to do. At times life does seem normal, but then I will see something or think of something that reminds me of her and I can’t help but lose myself in thought. Sometimes I wish I didn’t think about her every day, but I know I do want to. I don’t want to forget the life she lead and the love she had. It hurts me to know that she is gone, but it’s important to remember.

Life didn’t stop for her, it began. She knew the answer to one of the most important questions in life. Sometimes we forget what this is. I think I have. I wanted life to slow down for me so I could figure out where I was going from here. The important question isn’t “Where are we going?”. The where is decided by the answer to another question. Who are we going with? We can’t understand where we are going until we know who’s going to get us there.

I don’t know where I am going in this life. I only know who I am going with. My faith is in a God who loves. My faith is in a God who cares. My faith is in a God is strong when I am not. Most importantly my faith is in a God who is real. As life goes on, it’s these things that keep me going.

fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

Isaiah 41:10

Next time you want life to slow down, so you can figure out where you’re going. Ask yourself instead who is going to go there with you.

I have a blog now, sweet.  Thanks to Geof! He works hard for the people.  One day I’m going to meet him and buy him a beer. Until then I’ll just root for the Bruins every now and again when I remember.