Why the title, you ask? Well, it's because this year I made out like a bandit and it was totally unexpected. It wasn't just in the temporal gift section either. Of course I got some great things like a new sleeping bag from my awesome in laws, a book I'm very excited to read from Jory, some Chacos from Aim, and a fun game called Killer Bunnies, among some other great stuff. I really just feel good about the weekend I had. It was very relaxing, away from stresses of school and work and just good times with my new family. One of my favorite moments of the weekend was while I was simply sitting and reading. Of course, I wasn't terribly focused on my book. There was so much going on that I would just look around and mentally take part in everyone else's doings. Lydia and Steve were working diligently on a large, motorized knex lawnmower, Erin was bouncing all over from sitting at the computer to writing in her notebook to joining in on conversations to playing the piano. Jory, Aimee and Shanna were engaged in a conversation that bounced around almost as much as Erin, but was generally focused on books and literary things. I just sat and observed. It was great. Everyone was beautifully happy and comfortable.
It is always interesting for me to stay with the Hemmelgarns because I get to see the way they do things. As I child, for example, I had very different interests and hobbies than they do. I was always outside playing basketball or climbing in the tree house or just getting into trouble. The
Hemmelgarns on the other hand have very different hobbies. I watched as Lydia and Erin, instead of going outside and wreaking havoc everywhere like me, sat at the computer, or a notebook and wrote stories. Just for fun. I don't think I ever would have even thought of doing that as I child. I think it is absolutely wonderful. While I played simply to play, they play and explore and learn in one fell swoop. Their love for all things literature is very inspiring to me. There is no limit to what one can learn from books.
School is finally out for Christmas break and boy am I glad. It's nice to just finally have a little breather before jumping right back into it again. I have still been busy, don't get me wrong. I come to the lab in the morning and stay here until three when I go to work until 11 and then go home and go to bed just to get up in the morning and start over. Today, however, is a bit different. Jory, Aimee, and I will be taking another trek up to the Idaho to have some quality family togetherness time. While I am super excited to spend Christmas in Idaho, it will be a bit strange. This will be the first year (besides my mission) that I don't spend Christmas with my family. I guess that is part of growing up and getting married and all that jazz, but it is still a bit hard. I truly am super excited to spend Christmas in Idaho. I can't wait to see Lydia and Erin open their presents. After all, they are my family too, and I seriously love every single one of them. It will just be a little different.
Merry Christmas.
I've been on campus since 6:45 a.m. today. It's now 5:16 p.m. today. I have been studying chemistry since 8:30 a.m. today with only a little break to get a burger with Aim. My brain is tired, my body is tired. Who invented finals? I understand the idea of it, but holy cow, its a bit overwhelming.
5 things I was doing 10 years ago:
1. Still getting over moving to American Fork
2. Growing weird things all over my body such as oily zits and hair in the nether region
3. Making out after school with anyone who was willing
4. Trying my luck at tackle football (can you even imagine?)
5. Spending too much time with Josh and Landon in the hollow.
5 things I was doing 5 years ago:
1. Getting ready to graduate high school.
2. Thinking I was the shiznit for being a professional cheerleader
3. Working at the pool
4. Cheering and playing soccer
5. Wasting a lot of time doing absolutely nothing at Aimee's house
5 things I was doing 1 year ago:
1. One year ago today I was getting a shot of morphine right in the butt for my mesenteric adenitis and spending all day in the ER. Good times.
2. Giving Tyler a bloody nose in priesthood. He's a bleeder.
3. Gettin engaged.
4. Workin at securealert. yay
5. Getting home from Mehico. (That one probably should have been #1)
5 jobs I've had:
1. Boy Scout camp (the best job ever)
2. Lifeguard
3. Cheerleader
4. Valet
5. Security Guard
5 things I did yesterday:
1. Got up early
2. Went to school
3. Went to work
4. Did math homework while at work
5. Sleep around midnight
5 snacks I enjoy:
1. Fruit snacks (duh)
2. Anything gummi
3. Dr. Pepper
4. Quesadillas
5. Licorice
5 things I'd do with a million bucks:
1. Buy a freaking house. Nothing big, just a house.
2. Climb Mt. Everest.
3. Travel as much as possible.
4. Pay for school.
5. Invest.
5 things I hate doing:
1. Writing papers for school.
2. Anything to do with eyeballs.
3. Confrontation.
4. Being hot.
5. Talking to people I don't like.
5 TV shows I enjoy:
1. Man vs. Wild
2. Everest: beyond the limit.
3. Mythbusters.
4. Planet Earth.
5. The Office.
5 biggest joys:
1. Aimee.
2. Nature.
3. Being in nature.
4. Freedom.
5. Family
5 people I tag:
whomever
So, I decided I am going to climb a few mountains. For some reason it just calls to me. It's what I daydream about (and sometimes night dream too). It should begin for real this next summer when I make an attempt at summiting Mount Shasta in California. Then next fall I will begin raising money to climb Gannett Peak (Wyoming's tallest) for a charity called Big City Mountaineers. So, all you readers save some money to contribute eh? I don't know why this seems so important to me but it feels like something that I need to do. Notice the word need and not want. Of course I want to, but it feels deeper than that. I really can't explain it. There is something about standing on top of a mountain that just makes you feel so important and so meaningless all at the same time. It is a great achievement, but an extremely humbling experience. I can't wait.
On another note I'm getting ready for this semester to end. Finally! Hopefully next semester should be a little more fun because I will actually be taking classes that interest me. Someday school will end. I don't know when, but someday.
Today I decided that I really like Halloween. It's not because I enjoy dressing up or because of the candy, though. I like Halloween because for one day out of a year, no one cares how you dress or what you look like. It's actually good to be different and stand out. Why can't it be that way every day? Why do people care how you dress on any other Wednesday of the year?
Cars Suck!
That's all I have to say.
So, it's not exactly night I suppose, but here I sit, all alone, in the Utah Museum of Natural History. Yes, there are dinosaurs, but so far none have come to life. Maybe that would give a little excitement to the place. It's really not as spooky as I thought it would be. Every once in a while there's a creepy noise that the heater makes or something like that, but no worries at all. It's kind of nice to just have a few minutes to myself and not have to worry about anything. No one to bother me, no one needing me to unlock their car because they locked the keys inside. It just feels good to have a few minutes just to think and be alone.
Ay que cosas. La escuela me esta pateando en el trasero pero gacho. Soy perfeccionista entonces es muy dificil no tener buenes marcas. Recibi un zero esta semana y senti muy feo. Lo bueno es que creo que ya decidi lo que quiero hacer con mi vida. Despues de mucho meditar y pensar y batallar he decidido ser biologo y dejar la escuela de medicina atras. Se siente excelente no tener por que preocuparme en mis planes para la futura. Es una tranquilidad exquisita. Ahora me puedo enfocar en lo que realmente quiero, que es ayudar a proteger y entender y estudiar la naturaleza. Todo eso quiero hacer pasando todo el tiempo posible afuera en las montanas y el desierto y sencillamente con madre tierra. Como la amo a ella.
Estoy un poco preocupado por mi esposa. Dice que se siente mal todo el tiempo. Muy debil y cansada y con nauseas. Estoy en el proceso de meter mis papeles para la aseguranza pero se esta tardando por todas las cosas que se tienen que hacer. Solo quiero que este bien y feliz.
Bueno, ya no se que mas puedo decir entonces adelante a salvar al mundo.
Aimee and I went to the movies at the Gateway and saw Sydney White. I freaking love Amanda Bynes and I'm not afraid to admit it.
However, I'm a bit confused about the parking situation at that there mall. Apparently if you spend $20 at Abercrombie you can park for free, but if you spend $20 dollars at the movie theater you have to pay for parking. After the movie we grabbed the little parking validation and headed for the door. When we got to the parking booth to leave, the lady told us it would be a dollar. This is a bit embarrassing perhaps, but we didn't have any cash. I mean no cash whatsoever. There was not a dollar to be found. Hmm. The lady made us sign a paper saying that we would either return within 5 days to pay the dollar or mail a check for $1 in within the same time period. That just seems a little ridiculous to me. I don't know, maybe it doesn't to some other people, but buying a shirt gets me free parking, but not a movie. How strange.
Target still sucks too. They won't take back a broken target brand dvd player that incidentally we had already returned twice before without any problems. It's Target brand. Could I possibly have gotten it anywhere else? Also strange.
On a lighter note, life is good. I always seem to be whining on here, but I don't mean to. I'm happy.
Hmm...what to write.
Life is hard. Sometimes life is really hard. I don't know why. It doesn't seem fair, but everyone always told me that life isn't fair so what was I expecting? It's confusing. There's so many things pulling you in so many directions. At times it seems impossible. My problem, I think, is that I focus too much energy on the wrong things. They aren't bad things, per se, but I'm sure I could save some of that energy and focus it on more important things. Why do we sometimes feel depressed? Maybe not everyone does, but I do at times. There are days when I just feel useless and unimportant like I just simply don't belong.
I'm not very good in social settings. I say dumb things. I am shy. I try too hard. I really don't care what people think of me, but after certain awkward situations I almost always walk away thinking that I could have said or done something different. Will I ever do something the right way so I don't have to think about what I could have done better?
Once again beating a dead horse. Will I ever figure out what I was meant to do with my life? I don't seem to fit anywhere or be competent enough. Hmm. Is there something out that that really has my name stamped on it? Will I know it if I find it? Will it be my passion? I hope so. Introspect sucks.
So, the University of Utah and I are fighting. I am trying to get a little financial aid in the way of student loans to pay for my lovely education, but apparently the U doesn't like that idea. During the summer I was at the financial aid office every couple of weeks trying to sort out all of the things that I would need to turn in. You would think that on the first or second visit they might mention something as important as a loan application, right? Wrong. This little bit of knowledge was not brought to my attention until finals week which is pretty much the deadline for turning it in. So I had to meet with a financial counselor to try and get the stupid application in.
Today I go back to see why nothing has gone through for my loans and they kindly inform me that I didn't get the stuff done in time. Well isn't that convenient. Keep in mind that I was planning on using this summer loan to pay for my fall semester because I had paid for the summer semester myself. I told the counselor these plans of mine and she pretty much told me I'm an idiot. I'M SORRY! Am I not supposed to assume that the financial aid people will do their job and make sure they have my stuff ESPECIALLY WHEN I WAS IN THAT STUPID OFFICE EVERY TWO WEEKS FOR THREE MONTHS??? I didn't worry too much about trying to fill out all the crap for a fall loan because I figured that doing all that was in my power would be enough. Apparently not. So, now I have to scramble to figure out how I can come up with a couple thousand dollars in the next couple of weeks. Nice.
U of U, you and I are fighting! And yes, I am bovered.
Yep, pulled off an A. I'm pretty happy about it. I could have done better, as always, but alas I'll just have to live with it.
Anyways, on to happier things. I am going to Hawaii in two days with my wife and all the in-laws and I just can't wait. I seriously love these people. Plus, I will be spending a week or so in paradise with my very favorite person with the beach and the beautifulness and all of that ness. I'm just excited. Also, Aimee's work thing seemed to work out nicely I suppose. I was getting really mad, and I mean livid over the whole thing. I'm glad it worked out.
The only bad thing about Hawaii is I start school two days after. Lame. Oh well, that seems like life lately. Maybe someday I'll be done.
I think the worst feeling in the world is walking out of a test thinking you did well and as soon as you get out the door you realize that you did something terribly wrong.
Not fun.
I made it through another test. Only two more and I am done with physics. It has been a busy summer Ill tell you that much, but it's nice to have it out of the way. A year's worth of physics classes done in 12 weeks. Can't really complain about that now can you? I actually feel okay about today's test which is something that hasn't happened for a couple of weeks. I'm glad it's the weekend and I can just relax. Tomorrow is Aimee's birthday. That should be a good time. I hope she likes her presents.
Anyways, just wanted to say a few words.
Keep on keepin' on.
I don't think I have ever appreciated the 4th of July more than I did this year. I guess spending a couple of years in a country where most of the people don't have much good to say about the U.S. will make you realize how good you've really got it here. This year I went with the wife and a few friends to camp out for the Freedom Festival parade in good ol' Provo, Utah. Of course I didn't sleep much considering all of the obnoxious people around us and the simple fact that I was trying to sleep on the side of the road. But, there is something special about thousands of people coming together to celebrate one great thing: Freedom. I won't lie that I didn't almost ball like a baby when a few floats passed by. Namely one that was honoring the military, firefighters, and the police. It really is an incredible thing to think that we are so free. We can say what we want, we can believe what we want, we can choose what we want to make of our lives. Is there really anything better than that? So, to all of those out there that are constantly complaining about war and government and all of that crap, take a step back for one second and just think about how good you have it. Try living in a third world country where your voice doesn't mean crap, where money, drugs, and corruption are what rules. Yeah, I know, war isn't great and people aren't perfect (especially politicians) but seriously, that's life. People aren't perfect. Deal with it. Luckily for us, our government leaders are changed pretty regularly. If you don't like em, don't vote for em. You have your voice. Use it or just shut up.
I feel like I have been absent to the blogging scene-like-forever. (It has been quite a while.) There are some new things going on in my little life though. I started working at a biochemistry research lab. It's pretty intense because I don't really know what's going on yet. I'm working with a Korean girl that doesn't speak English all that well so most of the time I am just really confused about what is going on. I hope I get it. It's really interesting stuff though. I'm loving it.
Today I had another physics test that kicked me straight in the brain. I did not do too great, that's for sure. Five more weeks and it's over though so I can't complain too much.
I'm really tired today because I didn't go to sleep until almost 2 a.m. because Aim and I randomly got to go to the Kenny Chesney concert last night. It was loads of fun. I tell you what, if you want to see some really funny people and maybe get a little self-esteem boost, go to a country music concert. Wow. In the words of the great Bill Engvall: "I saw people that could be their own dad." Good for a laugh at least, right?
It was because of Mat that we got to go. I seriously owe that man my life. The things he has done for me are just crazy. He got me my current job, took me to a concert, and is working on getting me another job. Seriously a good guy.
Well, I am done ranting for now. I have to get to work. Have a wonderful weekend and hopefully I'll be back real soon.
Hmm....what to write? Physics is kicking my butt for one. The class average for the last test was somewhere around 50. I did slightly better than that so I feel alright about my grade, but holy moly that kind of crap is discouraging. That's life though, right?
Yesterday was a Man vs. Wild Father's day marathon. For those of you not familiar with Bear Grylls, he's pretty much the most amazing man on this here planet. I only got to see a few episodes, but I sure do love it. That guy can do everything!!!! Freaking incredible. When was the last time you got stuck in the French alps without any gear and jumped into a frozen lake just to show that you can? Ha. Love it.
That's why he is the man going against the wild.
Wow! It's been a while since I've been on here. Sorry about that. I did have a really good weekend though. I got to spend lots of time with the love of my life (Aimee of course) which I really love to do. It wasn't anything too crazy. We did a little hiking with her family, a little grocery shopping, a little sleeping in. It was just...nice.
Hiking was great. We went up to donut falls. It's a nice easy hike with a neat waterfall at the top that falls through a hole in the rock. (hence the name donut falls) We climbed up to the falls getting really wet in the freezing water, but it was just awesome. The only thing that would have made it better is less people. I guess that's what happens though when you hike to a popular waterfall on a Saturday morning during the summer. We also had a little picnic as we watched a bike race in Sugarhouse park after the hike. All in all it was just a good day.
I can't think of anything else so I guess that's it.
Until next time...
I don't know how those crazy scientists did it. How did Einstein understand the laws of the universe? How did Newton figure out his little laws of motion? (I especially like F=ma) My physics professor was talking about how Mozart started writing minuets at age 5. Wait a second, age 5? Is that possible. Most kids are worried about pooping at age 5 let alone writing music. Anyways, back to my professor. He was talking about how Mozart, like Einstein and Newton were born with this great understanding of music and science, respectively. So, this made me wonder. What was I born for? Do I have some hidden thing deep inside me somewhere just waiting to be discovered? or am I just a regular guy trying to make my way? I kinda wish for the first of the two. What is it though? When will I find it? No, I'm not talking about what I will do for a living for the rest of my life. I want to know if there is one thing that I just really understand naturally without much effort. I have always seen myself as a sort of Jack-of-all-trades-master-of-none kind of guy so it makes me wonder. Do I have the mental capacity to discover some fundamental law of physics or write an opera or develop some new medical procedure? I hope so, but it's hard to imagine. I guess it'll be a little bit difficult until I can at least get the basic scientific knowledge part under my belt right? I'm working on it don't worry.
Eequalsemceesquared.
I am pretty sure this year was my greatest birthday ever. I was planning on a nice quiet dinner with my folks. I actually was pretty excited about it. But.....what I got was so much better. I walked into my parents house oblivious to what was about to happen. I rounded the corner and received the typical "surprise!" of a surprise party. I looked into a room of all of the people that I care for the most. All of my best friends were there. It really was a fantastic feeling. It was an awesome night. I got to spend time with some fun people. I got amazing gifts that I totally didn't expect at all. Overall, it really was just a good day. Aimee, you did a really really good job with this one. I usually catch on to this kind of thing. I usually suspect something cause I hear or see something. But, I gotta give it to you, you're good. Thank you!
On a side note I put in my two weeks today at my job. It was scary and I was really nervous about it because they really have been good to me hear. It has been a fairly decent job. But, now that it's sent (even though I don't know if my bosses have seen it) I feel pretty calm about it. It'll be hard to leave the good money and some of the people, but I think it's for the better. I've gotta reach out and take a chance and be adventurous and all that, right? It'll work out.
On yet another note I started my physics class today. It's going to be intense, but I think I will certainly like it. I'm a nerd what can I say.
She's really good!
I'm sitting at work in an office. On the East side of the office where I sit, there are huge windows that wrap around the entire side of the room. We're four stories up so we are taller than anything around. I have the most amazing view of the mountains. It is amazing the grandeur that they display. It makes me feel so small and insignificant. They are simply beautiful. I am amazed at not only the incredible Utah landscape, but how much people don't appreciate it. Why in the world are the blinds closed when I get here everyday? Why in the crap do people stand up and shut the blinds for no apparent reason in the middle of the afternoon when the view is at its best? Why? Because I work with a bunch of ungrateful, pessimistic, ignorant people. I hate my job, but why do they have to take this one joy that I get out of working here away from me? Those mountains are the only happiness I can find in this little office. I often dream of finding some new trail while I am sitting at my desk pecking at my keyboard. I am convinced that they shut those blinds just to spite me. Boo.
Admiring the greatness of those Wasatch mountains puts me into Captain Planet mode. Landscapes such as this one deserve honor and respect but all we do is tear it down in a scrambled effort to make as much profit as possible. I am just one small being in this immense planet. Can one person really make a difference? Does it matter if I throw my candy wrapper on the ground, or don't pick up that piece of trash as I walk by? It may not seem like much looking at the whole, but it helps. It may just be small gesture, but it helps. Every single little effort helps. Will I single-handedly save the planet? Perhaps no. But I can certainly tell you I will feel good about doing what I could to keep it beautiful a little while longer.
My ignorant co-workers may not see it, but this earth truly is an amazingly beautiful place. Our job is to keep it that way.
It feels great to finally be done with this semester. Mostly it was enjoyable but there were a few moments here and there that were nigh unbearable. But, I'm officially done. My last final was today and it seriously is a huge weight off my shoulders. I'm sure all of you college-going folk know exactly what I'm talking about.
And tomorrow we're headin' to Boise, Id. to visit the in-laws and see one of the most amazing things ever-the baptism of an eight-year-old child. I seriously can't wait.
So, see you all in a few day. I'm out.
Yesterday we went to my parents house to celebrate the Smith-family birthday. It's like Christmas twice a year and it's great. And, best of all, I got the greatest present ever. Yep, you know I got an ant farm. Probably the coolest toy ever invented. And you better believe that I am way to impatient to wait for the ants to come in the mail so I sure did go catch a bunch on the sidewalk in the front yard. My wife thinks I'm crazy. I don't blame her. The only little problem is the ants I caught are really little and I think this particular ant farm was built for slightly larger ants so the ones I have can escape through the air holes in the top. Better find a way to fix that, huh.
And today I had my history final!!! I never have to go back to that class again and there's not much that makes me happier than that. (Although, the ant farm comes pretty close.) One final exam down and just two more to go. I can't wait for this week to be over and things will settle down for a minute.
Ahh. Sigh of relief.
Today isn't very fun. It's one of those days that everything (and everyone) just irritates me. I don't know why. I don't enjoy it either. But, here I am at a fabulous job (sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm) just wanting to go home. I also have a thousand things to memorize before Monday and I just can't seem to get it. Today is a feel bad for myself day. Deal with it.
Wow!!! Today is just one of those strangely good days. I was driving to work today, which I usually dread and despise, and just had an interesting moment. I couldn't help thinking how fabulous my life is. This is pretty weird considering I have felt totally overwhelmed with everything that is going on.
Oh, don't worry. I'm still stressed to the gills, but overall I've got it pretty good. Of course I still hate my job, I still worry about finals in a week or so and I just plain hate having to worry about money, but it really could be so much worse. I was thinking back to my mission days in the scorching deserts (desserts? I don't know, I always get them mixed up) of Mexico. I saw so much poverty and suffering that it's unreal. Almost no one had a car and I have a great one, two even. I have a real floor in my house. Some of them only made 5 pesos a day. That's less than 5 dollars. Wow. They deal with unclean water, corrupt police and government, sanitation problems, putting bars on their windows so they don't get robbed in the middle of the day, and wondering if their children will ever make it through elementary school before dropping out.
What do I really worry about. I guess my only worry is keeping my wife safe and happy and paying rent and tuition. Its not so bad. As a student I make 20 times more money than they do in a day, I can drink water out of the faucet without worrying about getting a disease, the police work to keep me safe instead of exploiting me, I have never been robbed, and most everyone realizes the importance of education. I really do have it good. Excellent even.
Even if I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up or if I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to pay for school, I know that I have it way better than 90% of the people in this world. What do I really have to complain about? Yeah, I have trials, as does everyone else in the world. But, looking at the situation in other parts of this beautiful planet, mine seem pretty minuscule and petty.
My family is great, I'm healthy, I have the greatest wife in the universe, and I'm just plain happy. What am I complaining about?
I have no idea really.
I got back from my backpacking trip yesterday. It was fabulous. Three days of drinking water with dead insects floating in it that I scooped from a stagnant pool in the middle of the desert. Watching my teacher, who has the biggest belly ever, almost eat it when he trips on a rock. Meeting some of the coolest people I think I have ever known and loving every single second of it.
Except...
I had too much time to think. When that happens, my life goes down the crapper in my head. Of course I think about it all the time, but when I slow down for a minute it goes crazy. Since I got home from my mission I have had this struggle in my mind of what it is that I love and want to do for the rest of my life. Of course getting married was number one on the list and I couldn't have gotten a better girl. Why? Because she's just simply the best. But then there's the question of my means of earning a living for like the next 50 years. First, I wanted to be a doctor, then a pilot, then a doctor again, then a research biologist, then a professor, then a high school teacher, then a park ranger, then be on search and rescue, etc. etc. etc. I have even considered being a cop and even just a bum on the street (I'm pretty sure Aimee wouldn't like that).
The question is then, is how do you people know what your passion is? How are you so dedicated to one thing? Don't you think you might get bored after 30 years of the same thing? That's what I'm afraid of. I don't want to pick one thing cause I'm scared of not liking it later. It all just makes me want to cry. How do you know when it's just the right thing?
Hmmm...back to just thinking and changing my mind every minute until I figure it out I guess.
Holy moly. I am so unmotivated right now. (is that even a word? it sounds funny) I have this five page paper that I'm trying to write but for some reason I just don't want to. I guess that part of it is that I really don't care for the class. I'm trying to do a good job because I'm anal about getting good grades, but at the same time I just can't seem to please my professor. Uhg. I like my math and my chemistry class but there's something about history and government that just rubs me the wrong way. It's just a pain in the tuckus.
On a good note, I have my backpacking trip in two days and I can't wait. I love to just be away. Just me and mother nature having a chat. There's something about it that's just relaxing and mind-clearing. I still have to go grocery shopping to make sure I don't starve, but I'm excited.
Just a moment to vent some frustration.
Well, today was a pretty decent day as far as school goes. History was boring as can be expected. I fought hard to keep my eyes open and my mind focused. Math was surprisingly good. I understood it so that's a plus. Then I had my chemistry midterm that I absolutely have to do well on because it determines the score I get on the test I missed for the honeymoon. I feel pretty good about it, but I try not to get my hopes up too much. Whenever I seem to be really excited about a test I just took it seems something goes crazy wrong and I do terribly. The only thing to do is wait and see, right?
As I left school feeling pretty good about the day. I was excited to just not worry about school for the rest of the day. Then it hit me that tomorrow is Tuesday. Lame. I have two lab reports due tomorrow that I haven't even looked at since last week. Then I remembered good news again. I remembered that I don't have to turn in my math lab report tomorrow. Halelujah.
So, I started in on my chemistry lab. After nearly 3 hours of trying to figure out how to make a graph on Excel (I've never used it before) I came out triumphant. A beautiful creation of lines and dots. Still not done with the report, though. I'll do it when I get home cause I just don't feel like it right now.
And that was my day.
Good Friday. Kind of an ironic term don't you think? Why would you call that good? Maybe because it was the single most important, and darkest, day of history...ever. The one and only single act of charity was displayed throughout a horrendous display of cruelty.
Good Friday. A day filled with irony. A betrayal by a kiss, the greatest sign of loyalty and commitment. Every detail of an unjust capture, trial, conviction, and sentence was against the very law that the persecutors were "protecting." Suffering not once, but twice for being absolutely perfect. And ultimately: Death, by a most excruciating means.
Then another day: Holy Saturday. Today. A day spent in a tomb.
Sunday. Easter. A release of pain and death.
One question: Why? One answer: For me.
The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.
And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence.-- Joseph B. Wirthlin.
There has never been a more glorious day!
Easter!
Eastre!
It's almost the end of the semester and I think I'm near a nervous breakdown. With all of the papers to write and tests to study for and homework to turn in I'm rapidly descending to the point of not giving a rats behind about it all anymore. But, despite all the busyness things are grand, I really have never been happier. Life is good.
Married life is great. It has been one month and three days now and I have truly enjoyed every minute. The missus and I don't see each other much due to school and work and what not, but its nice to have someone to come home to. I just wish there was more time in the day.
One thing I'm certainly looking forward to is my backpacking trip next weekend. It'll be a nice little escape from the world. Unfortunately it's a school trip so it wont be as fun, but it's something, right? The bad part about it is that I had to get work off and in order to do so I have to work on Easter Sunday. Crap! Easter dinner will have to wait a few hours.
And of course I am trying to save the world. At the moment my bandwagon of choice is ninemillion.org. Jump on!
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