Saturday, February 13, 2010

The Second Week

And so we've made it to another week. Before I begin this week I think I should apologize for the lack of interesting photographs that come along with it. It's not that I did nothing interesting(which goes against me saying I was boring. I am boring. But I'm a boring person who does interesting things), I just did interesting things inside of the comforts of a vehicle or building. Of course, any week can seem interesting if you only write three sentences about each day. So let's begin.
SUNDAY: Once again the story begins on a Sunday. It always will I guess. This Sunday was special though. It was Superbowl Sunday. Of course, it wasn't special because of the football game. I'd say the true joy came from the barbecue that took place before the game even began. Actually, a barbecue took place after the game as well. Bookend Superbowl barbecues. Not a bad way to start a week.
MONDAY: Not too many things can make a Monday that great. Free food can. I decided going into this week that I would try not to spend so much money at the caf. Not that I'm running low on meal points, I'd just much rather be able to eat large piles of food towards the end of the semester. Free food itself isn't enough though, it's what kind of food it is that matters. It happens to be Black History Month, which meant that we got a solid meal provided by a restaurant that apparently serves food that celebrates black history. I have no argument against celebrating black history when it tastes this good.
TUESDAY: A special event came to a close this Tuesday. My dorm had a special three day Bible study on Ecclesiastes. I found it quite enjoyable. Ecclesiastes is just such an uplifting and hopeful book. The discussion was fun too. When I feel unmotivated in my studies there's just nothing better in the world to get me back on track than hearing that everything is meaningless. I'm not saying that in a depressing way either. I mean in the way that all my worries are very unnecessary most of the time. If only I could remember that all the time.
WEDNESDAY: I realized that I have yet to talk about my work. Job number one is being a college student of course, but it's nice to have some form of income beyond food points. I have a job working for campus recreation in what's called the equipment shack. I had a whole lot of work to do in there this Wednesday. I had to reorganize everything to fit into a much smaller area than normal, I had to talk on the phone with my dad, skype with my friend Riley, and watch a tv show. Really tough work. Exhausting.
THURSDAY: I suppose I could talk about philosophy again, since there was interesting discussion, such as what to do if we can't figure out a baby's gender, then ask what it's name is, and then it's a gender neutral name. Doesn't work. Great philosophy. I won't talk about that though. I'll talk about small group instead. We're doing a study on a book called Crazy Love. It's really quite interesting. It's about renewing our passion for God. Not a bad study to have right after an Ecclesiastes study in which we learn that everything is meaningless.
FRIDAY: Just like free food can make a Monday great, in the same way getting tests back can ruin a Friday. Of course, to me at least, waiting for a test to get graded can be even worse than finding out the grade itself. It was a humanities test, which of course is relevant to you the reader, and humanities is probably the most boring class I've ever had. That's not to say I didn't work hard to study for the test. It was actually the hardest I'd studied for a test in quite some time. It really payed off too. C+. College gold.
SATURDAY: And we've reached the end again. Once again this week seems like it has just flown by, even though it took forever to fly by. I ended this week with some amazing Indian food. Looking back on this week it seems like food was a very big part of it. I guess you could say that this week left me filled. Now it's time for the sun to set on this week. Here's to the future that seems like it will never come.

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