| A few minutes ago I just placed a call to one of my friend's cellphones. I was greeted by an automated voice telling me to please enjoy the music while my party is reached. One second later my ear is being blasted by blaring techno music. I was highly confused. Was I supposed to dance? Was I supposed to hold the phone a foot away from my ear in order to perserve my hearing? I really don't get it. And then when the person actually answers the phone you are totally caught off guard. What happens if you are actually enjoying the music? Now that your friend has answered the phone, they have interrupted the song. What I really don't get is why people pay to have this on their cellphones. They are paying money each month for something they don't even get to enjoy (because seriously...how often do you call your own cellphone...only when you can't find it right?)
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| I have come to the conclusion that finals and the bubonic plague are one in the same thing.
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| So I am sitting in my 9:20 Econ class taking a test...and the fire alarm goes off. If that in itself is not ridiculous enough, Tony O the prize winning professor, tells us we need to stay there and keep taking the test. He said *if* the noise was bothering us we could write our name on the test and turn it in and come and take it later or we can just turn it in and take the final (the final is optional and taking it results in the lower test score being dropped). *If* mmhmm...as if the blaring decibels in my ear would have no effect on my test taking abilities, not to mention my ability to even think.
I couldn't take it. The alarm was so loud that it was making my whole body nervous. I skimmed the questions and then filled in A's on the questions I didn't know (he does 10 A's 10 B's 10 C's and 10 D's and I really only needed to get 10 right...that would give me a C...I was trying to do better though so that if I took the final it might actually improve my grade). Just as I was turning it in some lady from the fire department came in and told us that we needed to exit the building...you know because of the WHOLE FIRE ALARM GOING OFF FOR TWENTY MINUTES THING...
The sad part is that the 200 people in my class will prolly just get screwed over with this grade because Tony O is a retired professor and he frankly doesn't care. Last week when we were filling out the evaluations he point blank told us he doesn't read them. And what are they going to do, fire him??? He doesn't even technically work @ ISU! Oi...well, that is my story for today...and I'm stickin' to it.
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| Today at work, one of the second graders was making a picture for her parents. It read, "Merry Crismess." I thought that it was ironically appropriate that she spelled it wrong. Isn't that kind of what the season has turned into? A mess and without Christ? A week before Thanksgiving radio stations start playing "Christmas" music nonstop, department stores replace Halloween decorations with Christmas decorations on October 31st, if not before, and the day after Thanksgiving is spent gorging our ever insatiable need for stuff. And why? Does anyone even remember why? I'm pretty sure that Jesus would be appalled that his birthday is observed in such a fashion. I can just see him flipping over tables of merchandise at Walmart or hijacking Magic 107...oh man I think I would enjoy both of those a little too much.
But seriously guys, don't let the "mess" of Christmas get in the way of a day that is meant to be in worship of the coming of the King of kings and Lord of lords.
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| Sometimes I just really love people alot.
Like when I call Lydia for one simple question and she rambles on for half an hour...I love that (no I am NOT being sarcastic!)
Or like when a certain significant other makes really sweet, thoughtful comments...I really love that
Or when my friends send me crazy e-mails that make me laugh, like the ones I got today from Mary and Linz G...I really love that too
Or when someone tells you they miss you ...I certainly love that.
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