Abandon Thought and Let the Dream Descend...

Actually don't. I'd suggest using your mind.
I had something incredibly deep and profound for you earlier
But since drinking quite a bit of pepsi, my brain cells are bouncing around
at an unusual rate and I've lost all that once rested upstairs.
Not good, since I've a creation studies test to study for.

Books I've read lately:

Cast Two Shadows: The American Revolution in the South, by Ann Rinaldi:
"No," I said dismally, "the war just brought it all to a head. I think none of us know who we really are."

Good stuff.

Jack's Life by Douglas Gresham
This book is written by C.S. Lewis's stepson. Quite a great deal of insight. Narration is really down to earth. I recommend it to anyone who's interested in C.S. Lewis. I now have a much better understanding of Jack's life, with which I can better nderstand his writings. Plus it's encouraging. And it's short. Good read :)

Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson
I didn't think this book would be good. I was kind of disgusted by how pessimistic and hopeless it seemed to be at first. But, it gets better. Still, I feel a little uncomfortable about how bleak it is. Redeems itself to some extent though.

Forbidden Doors by Bill Myers
First in a series of Christian books for young adults. Short reads. Pretty good. Looking forward to getting a hold of the rest of the series once other Children's Lit students are done reading them.

Right now I'm reading C.S. Lewis's Out of the Silent Planet


That's some good stuff for you :) I'm going to go do my homework. Or attempt.



God Speed to you and yours

Here fishy fishy fishy :)

I'm a bad kid. I skipped Creation Studies. I'm a very bad kid.
Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do though.

So tonight at around 6:45, Brittany and Lauran and I are going to adopt a new family member. That's right. We're fish shopping. We decided to just bite the bullet and buy one. I'm really excited about having someone to talk to (Yes, I am sick in the head).

Also, the Star Wars marathon comes to a conclusion tonight with "Return of the Jedi." I wore my star wars shirt today for celebration purposes.

Did you know that Marc Ecko released a line of Star Wars Shirts? Pretty sweet, I know. He knows what good is. I used to wear an Ecko[Red] shirt with a rhino on it and John Watts started calling me a Rhino. I was in eigth grade. It shattered my self image. Just kidding.

Anyway, off to criticize some literature.

God Speed.

Bad Books and Deep Dreams

And Abundant Allileration, apparently. *har har* This may be a post on the short side due to my roommate's eagerness to continue watching "The Empire Strikes Back." But I'm proud of her. Oh, another nerd is in the making.

I was reading my book for Children's lit today and stumbled across a title that sounded familiar. It was Tenderness by Robert Cormier. I remember checking that book out of the library in high school on a "let's read a lot of books" campaign because it had a cool looking cover. It was hardcover and completely black with the title: Tenderness glowing bright blue across the front. I was drawn in like a moth to a bug zapper. And that was about all the good it did me too.

No offense, Robert...but that was disgusting. I looked it up on Amazon and read a portion of it really quick to see if it was indeed, the book that had freaked me out in high school.

It was. And I still think it's disgusting. Man. So it didn't surprise me when I looked up what else Robert has written and found another book that made me shake my head in disdain in high school: I am the Cheese. Yeah, that was an all time low for me.

I know some of these authors are shooting for realism. But, I'll take good morals and a happy ending anyday over those books. man alive. Psychotic main characters and questionable material is not what the youth of America needs.

First of all, we all obviously need Jesus. And second of all - it's like what Samwise Gamgee said: "There's good in this world, Mr. Frodo, and it's worth writing about." I think that's what he said. If not, it should be.

Also...there is a desire in me that's been growing quite steadily throughout the hours of today. I really want a fish. I mean, badly.

That is all. Continue with your lives.

The happenings this lately.

I would've loved to post yesterday. But unfortunately our entire University was sans internet access. That. Stunk. Oh well.

Let's see here. I've been fish - sitting for the past day and a half or so. That doesn't mean I've been sitting on any fish. That means that while Rebekah is experiencing minor-stardom, I've got Choo-Choo Laverne.

Isn't he pretty?

Okay, on another note. A friend on my hall asked me if I would draw a tattoo for her friend. Uhm, Chyeah!! How's that for cool? She had a picture but it was tiny. So I made it look bigger.

I just find it exciting that somebody might be wearing something I've drawn around on her foot for the rest of her life. It doesn't get much better!

Also, I've had an obsession for big funky hair for the past couple weeks, due to the discovery of perpetual artist, Imogen Heap.

That was World Lit Class.

This was Jr. Sr. My big hair phase is far from over.

Bridge to DESPAIR!...thia

You know, I am a fan of Walden Media. I am. I really am. I love how the movies stamped with the Walden Media logo end up being stuffed full of moral messages. For the most part - they're charming. Like, okay, Charlotte's web ...good stuff! Narnia - i dont really have to say anything. But - i watched Bridge to Terabithia last night with my roomate (who was cruelly waiting to regard my soggy reaction to the tail of the movie) aand...throughout the first half of the happy movie I was so excited!! "They're gunna get married" i said to my roomate in my college female overzealousness for love and marraige. "I just know they're gunna get married." And then if you've seen this movie before you know what happens. We had a meeting right after i watched the movie - and i had to explain to everyone why my eyes were all red and my face was puffed. Stink. But - all considered it was a great movie. And I would highly recommend it. I would say more - and i would say more thoughtfully - but I am being dragged away to dinner by a hungry and highly impatient crowd. Oh until next time.

The Low

I'm a student spiritual leader at my university, which requires me to have arrived early at school for orientations. Lots of people speaking at me. For long periods of tme. I think i've discovered in the past year that I'm a visual learner, which may mean that being required to listen for a long time makes me wither. Wither is a good word. I start out fresh and crisp (crisp?) and with every other word i become stale and wilted. Like lettuce. Like lettuce put in the refrigerator in a subway sub. Who honestly eats decrepent (i spelled that wrong) lettuce? Well that's how i felt. Slimy, wilted and dead.


Anyway, I sometimes feel like i'm the only Christian who feels like this while sitting in those sessions. And maybe it's just because i struggle hearing people tell me what i need to do to be a good christian. I'm not a rebel. I'm not at all. I just become entirely discouraged after listening to those sessions. How to pray, how if i dont get up to pray at 5a.m. i'm an irresponsible christian. It makes me want to run away and it makes me regret the choice to be a leader. Don't get me wrong. I very much enjoy being a resource for people...I enjoy being able to be there for them, to encourage them. But listening to four hours of "who I should be" makes me think maybe i'm not a christian at all. I feel like i'm the only one who thinks this. It's discouraging. It's the Low.


I did manage to sketch some fun stuff though. Here they are.

I'm a personal fan of the fish. The End.

Bored of the Rings?

Well I'm not!...bored of the rings that is. ..Uhm. Lord of the Rings that is. Forgive me. Anyway, here's a Lord of the Rings piece.


Unfortunately I had to take pictures of this with my camera rather than scanning it with the scanner that I do not possess. I hope that word has two s's. But it may not. It's Eowyn, with watercolor. Yeah, I've watched the movies so many times I can't imagine the characters looking any different. Is that a literary crime? Clap me in irons, then, I really like the movies.