My glasses, please

I need my glasses to read but not to see.  I forgot my glasses in Chicago quite a long time ago and I've been able to manage without them, so far.  After about 30 pages worth of essays written, my eyes are crying, pleading for the curvature that my glasses provide.  Every book I pick up taunts me, dares me to read it without getting a headache.  My body needs rest, but my eyes scream for an oasis of loving sleep, a chance to see blackness nothing.        

No matter how much I romanticize, the fact is that I am still about two pages away from finishing my essay on Jahiliyyah, the barbaric time before the arrival of Muhammad.  I shall continue.  

Je, that was actually kind of funny

Some background: 

• I was talking with my dad this morning concerning some glasses that should have gotten here about a week ago, but never showed up in my post-box.  
  
• At the end of my sophomore year, someone stole my white racing bike out of the Sammy bike closet.  It had a flat front tire and was chained up.     
  
• My father recently ordered a belt for himself and some thermal underwear for my sister, to help her survive the long winter days in Chicago.  They should be in the same box as my glasses.   

My dad said this morning: "I hope the guy who stole your bike isn't wearing your glasses, my belt and Sara's undies."

I tried imagining what that would look like... :D

Like, no way!

Enough is enough.  Please please PLEASE stop saying "like" all the time!  I feel like everyone is like, acting out their life.  Like, it gets on my nerves and I'm like, "Ah!  That makes me like, so mad!"  Seriously now...

I recently ran across this interview of Mrs. Palin that reminded me that I was going to write about my dislike of the overuse of "like."  She says: "I'm like, OK, God, if there is an open door for me to somewhere, this is what I always pray, I'm like, don't let me miss the open door." 

 I agree with her prayer...but...two "likes" in one sentence is pushing it for me.  *sigh*  

Maybe with like, some sleep I'll be much better in the morning because then I'll be like, all rested up!  

Some of my favorites...

These are some of my favotire "statuses" from facebook concerning Obama being the new president of the United States.  I'm leavig them in their original form, so there might be a few spelling errors. 

H***** ****s "is dreading the rise of socialism..." 

N**** "now that Obama is president, white people may find a need to use that underground railroad." 

N**** "is gonna vote for McCain because i really don't wanna see my taxes go up.......im sorry, i like spending my money, rather than the government."  

B*** "is concerned how Obama makes Christ Like statments."  

E*** "needs to hear someone who has actually lived in a socialist State actually claim that A) Obama is a socialist or B) that is policy ideas are bad."

E*** "is satisfied with the presidential race though unsatisfied with the reactions to it by his 'christian' friends.

What are some of your favorites?  

In Honor of Tuesday, November 4th, 2008

"You know, comrades," says Stalin, "that I think in regard to this: I consider it completely unimportant who in the party will vote, or how; but what is extraordinarily important is this --who will count the votes, and how."  

I got that quote from here.    

A WOW update

World Opportunities Week is going full blast, and I'm on my second cup of coffee (refills only cost 50 cents!).  

WOW has been going extremely well.  I've really enjoyed meeting all of the mission representatives and helping them with anything they need.  In some way I feel like its part of what I should be doing for the rest of my life, serving people.  Since I'm so involved with planning, I know exactly (at least I'm supposed to) what is going on and I want to attend all of the events.  There are some excellent speakers and events going on this week, so I'm kind of tight on time.  This busy time might be the boost that I need to get things done, I don't know. 

What good is a boost though, if I waste my time writing in my blog all day?  Nada. 

Something made me chuckle today.  I sat next to Mrs. Habecker in chapel today and she thought I was a mission representative.   She asked me if I was enjoying my time at Taylor.  She was quite embarrassed when she found out that this was my fourth year at Taylor...  :P    

Russia and the presents

It's probably time to sleep when I start talking in my essay about how the Russian government should have given the presents a voice after the emancipation of 1861. 

work work work...