Ridiculousness
The LAST message I expected to receive..
No, I never did give you my number, because errr I won’t be using that number this time next month, and anyway we haven’t spoken in three weeks, what were you expecting? dying for a hook-up, is it? can’t find anyone in your own city, so check up on the last drunk girl you took home?
too bad that kinda disgusts me now, too bad I just lost all respect for you (despite not even having thought of you once this whole time).
“vite fait bien fait”
wooowww..
Actually, thank you, thank you for that final reminder of how I’m never going back to that life!
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I can’t even stay annoyed, I actually just don’t care.. ah the joys of leaving
“
Who breaks the power of sin and darkness
Whose love is mighty and so much stronger
The King of Glory, the King above all kings
Who shakes the whole earth with holy thunder
Who leaves us breathless in awe and wonder
The King of Glory, the King above all kings
sick sick sick
homesick homesick homesick
I swear it’s like it all has to collide: the flu, pitiful weather, lethargy, and now the horrid realisation has sunk in that I really am not going to see home until December.. bit freaky.
it’s 7:49pm and I am ready for bed.
ticktock
Today’s meditation: 1 Peter 1-2.
The determination to follow it, only through Christ’s ability :) & the realisation that Christianity is in fact about non-stop vigilance.. “pittance for the hourly temptation”.
I can’t comprehend Your infinitely beautiful and perfect love
Oh, I’ve dreamed dreams of majesty as brilliant as a billion stars..
But they’re never bright enough
After all, You are holy.
“Who shall deliver me?”
God strengthen me to bear myself;
That heaviest weight of all to bear,
Inalienable weight of care.
All others are outside myself;
I lock my door and bar them out
The turmoil, tedium, gad-about.
I lock my door upon myself,
And bar them out; but who shall wall
Self from myself, most loathed of all?
If I could once lay down myself,
And start self-purged upon the race
That all must run ! Death runs apace.
If I could set aside myself,
And start with lightened heart upon
The road by all men overgone!
God harden me against myself,
This coward with pathetic voice
Who craves for ease and rest and joys
Myself, arch-traitor to mysel ;
My hollowest friend, my deadliest foe,
My clog whatever road I go.
Yet One there is can curb myself,
Can roll the strangling load from me
Break off the yoke and set me free
- Christina Rossetti, Poems (1876)
It’s actually a lot easier to defend something you believe in rather than something you were told to believe in.
Who knew?
I feel this calm certainty within me, like the need to conform has finally melted away. Coming to terms with what my purpose is, and it’s pretty.. liberating.
My purpose is Jesus. My opinions match His. My life follows His Word. Unfortunately, this means that to most people I’ve now become entirely, 100% politically incorrect and also quite daft.
But for once I can actually accept that, because I know for sure this is Truth, and once you’ve seen it.. it’s kind of hard to deny it.
:)
Somehow I need to survive the next month the rest of my life battling it out with my natural self that is dying to people-please, to cater to whims which I know for a fact breaks His heart to watch me nurture.. But I know it’ll get easier and easier with my God leading the way :)
For we cannot but speak the things which we have seen and heard. - Acts 4:20
Fall Semester Classes
- Philosophy & The International Order
- Modern & Contemporary Literature for Nonmajors
- Philosophy, Art, & the Sublime
- Representing the Holocaust
I am so happy right now <3
Actually this list makes me sounds like a slightly disturbing individual.. But for the first time in my LIFEEEE I get to pick my own courses, I will most certainly not be going for the socially acceptable ones. HOLOCAUST ANYONE?!
Quand mes parents essayent de m’aider pour un exposé.
