Wednesday, December 6, 2006

Swirlies and Other things

Yesterday, I was very productive. I went to office hours, studied, and prepared a finals schedule of sorts. I got all this done during the day so that at night, I could play with my female fish (freshman). My buddies were going to take the rest of the fish to go caroling on sorority row. This is always an interesting event. The fish dress up in togas and goofy looking hats to go woo the ladies. Anyway, because of the nature of this happening, the feamles stayed with us, ate Subway and watched the Notebook (how much girlier can you get?). Tradition has it that when the boys return, they are lined up for a picture outside the dorm, and the freshmen girls open up the second story window and dump several buckets of water on them. So they did that. Everything went beatifully. The fish opened the blinds (we were in two seperate rooms), we threw the window open, they dumped the water. It was great. And of course, as expected, the fish ran upstairs to obtain revenge on their buddies. I calmy told my fish to lock the door, wait til they cooled down, and then we could go finish the movie. To my surprise I hear one of my buddies at the door yell "one, Two, THREE" at which time 15 fish have plowed the door open. I figured that they were all there to get their own buddies, but no. I get tackled and mobbed by at least eight fish. Needless to say, I am shocked. They carry me to the bathroom with me kicking and screaming (there was way to many of them), stick my head IN A TOILET in the men's crapper and flushed. Oh my goodness. I was ready to kill my buddies, I ran out in the hallway, found Nick and tackled him to the floor. This brawling/running around/punching my buddies in the face/making fish do push-ups lasted about 15 minutes, when we all called it quits. It is kind of funny looking back on it, my juniors always get swirlied for their birthdays, so there has been many a time when I have laughed at my buddies when they got theirs. Anyway, after that whole ordeal my buddies laughed, hugged me and said that my face was hilarious. I rubbed my potty water hair on them, went and took a shower , and watched the rest of the movie with the freshman girls. And today, armed with 9 hours of sleep for the first time in a while, I am going to go get breakfast and study til my eyeballs fall out.

Saturday, December 2, 2006

Blog Name and the day.

Ok, so in case anyone was wondering about why I named the blog the way I did and you don't recognize the name of the song, here are the lyrics:
These are the days of Elijah
Declaring the Word of the Lord

And these are the days of your servant Moses
Righteousness being restored

And though these are days of great trials
Of famine and darkness and sword

Still we are the voice in the desert crying
Prepare ye the way of the Lord!

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!

And these are the days of Ezekiel
The dry bones becoming as flesh

And these are the days of the sons of David
Rebuilding a temple of praise

And these are the days of the harvest
The fields are as white in the world

And we are the labourers in your vineyard
Declaring the word of the Lord!

Behold He comes! Riding on the clouds!
Shining like the sun! At the trumpet call
Lift your voice! It's the year of Jubilee!
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes!


So you're like, ok, that doesn't explain why you named your blog after that song. Elijah was a great man of faith and he reminds me of me. Not exactly the "man of great faith" part, but his very human emotions and feelings of loneliness and fear. God spoke to Elijah in gentle whispers, and I think my life is often to loud to hear God when He speaks to me in whispers. Elijah's life was how I would have mine be, he was a great warrior for God, but still had to be comforted by God, he even ran away from what frightened him at one point. I guess what I am trying to say is, Elijah's life is one that I see reflected in mine, but not in good ways. I can learn a lot from him if I can look at what he learned during hte difficult times of his life. That and, fun fact to know and tell at parties, Elijah never died! He was taken up to heaven in "a chariot of fire and horses of fire....and Elijah went up to heaven in a whirlwind." 2 Kings 2:11. Pretty cool, huh? Yeah, you know you dig it. That's how I want to go! Anyway, that is way my blog is names the way it is. If ya'll want to know more about Elijah and his way cool life, read 1 Kings 19-22 and 2 Kings 1-2. It's pretty much awesome.

Side note: My outfit had a boot drive in Houston today (which my mother calls "panhandling"....she really loves it) to raise money for the March of Dimes, so if you are really awesome and wouls like to donate, let me know. But while panhandling, I so almost gor run over. Yeah. Crazy Houston drivers almost killed me. I felt the wind. But I didn't die, which is good, because my buddies and I ate at a really good Thai food buffet afterwards. Now, I am talking to my friend Sarah-bear while she does her stat project, and then we are going to go swing dancing. Thanks and Gig'em.

Friday, December 1, 2006

People worry me

http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/deputies-pull-naked-man-from-alligators/20061129190309990003?ncid=NWS00010000000001

http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/11/29/killer.whale/index.html

http://articles.news.aol.com/news/_a/recent-sea-lion-attacks-concern-experts/20061128145109990008?_mpc=news%2e10%2e4&cid=2359

Ok. If you have a second, check these out. Holy mackerel. People are stupid. For real. "Oh my goodness, I was innocently swimming around in another animal's natural habitat and it attacked me!! Oh dear! Stupid animal!" Get real, folks. This should not be headline news. Don't want to be bitten by sea lions? Cool. Don't go swimming with them, dummy! And as far as animals that are trained to perform, I have this to say: Are you happy all the time? Do you do exactly what you're told all the time? Yeah, didn't think so. Neither do they. They are WILD ANIMALS. God made them with feelings and moods, just like we have. Don't act surprised when they lash out every once in a while. I'm surprised it doesn't happen more often, and this situation is a lot milder than it could have been. You have taken them out of a limitless ocean and stuck them in a fishbowl. Duh. That trainer is lucky he isn't dead. And I just thought the alligator trying to eat the naked guy was funny. I worry about mankind.....Oh, well. At least it's funny. Anyway, everyone have a marvelous day.