You have a very interesting blog. One that reveals a truly deep thinker. World Class, you might say. Why say that? Because Solomon asked exactly the same sort of questions and experienced the same sort of emotions that your blog reflects. He was wise. Don’t let your own wisdom be squeezed into the world’s mold. We need people like you.

[[[
Ecclesiastes (“The Preacher”)

The words of the Preacher, the son of David, king in Jerusalem. Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity.

...

And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of the flesh.

Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.

For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.

]]]

Tar

haha, that’s even more embarrassing than my sms-twisted ankle! i’m pretty impressed he managed to get smoke all the way to the staircase though.

i was thinking about pro-choice vegans too! i don’t remember why though. i think it was the new qc shirt. it’s almost enough to stop me reading that comic. the one bit that really bothers me is that pro-choice makes up a large proportion of vegans, so i feel skeptical the whole vegan life. maybe also the guy from real life who just stopped being a vegetarian, having been brought up as one. and needless to add to you, but for any other readers, i’m pro-life even though i eat meat. and i don’t think that’s hypocritical, feel free to question me if you like.

ohh, palin. i wish you could vote against her. abstinence is certainly easiest, especially when people have a concept of consequence. but if you don’t teach people, you end up with families of 12 kids, like my great-grandparents. and the ra could have been a little more subtle. lancaster wasn’t much better, they didn’t hand them out, but did give leave a basket of them very obviously in the student union building. which would’ve been fine, except it led to rather too many related pranks.

you’re not weird. at least, not in a bad way. just similar to me. think psychologists. and rich kids getting mad when they don’t get things done their way. or the times my mum told me off for invading privacy (searching her web history for evidence she hacked my facebook). or my dad for his relationship advice.
i can’t wait to listen to you playing guitar, maybe on the grass, outside, until it gets dark. one of these weekends.
XO!

I hope you’re surviving lunch and the library…

I suggest clubs? maybe?
Oh, I know: bike ride allll the way around campus.
that way you can get a sense of the area and watch for interesting-looking people :]

My mother will not pick up her cell phone. My dad actually threatened to take it away from her if she doesn’t use it lol. That didn’t go over so well haha. It worked on Antonia though :p

Any requests for what to bring?

If my plan for Thursday fails, the beach is fersher going to happen. Sunday, most likely.

twhs? sorry, i couldn’t resist. i know what you mean. hey, you’ve known my england and california rants, you can tell how much of an exception i feel. i had to pick a “home country” on my health insurance form today. i think they’re asking for great britain, as it’s where i’m at university and my passport is from (and i’d be repatriated to), but i was pretty reluctant. an internet connection compensates for some mobility, but i’d rather just have working public transport. reminiscing wasn’t the last thing on my mind when looking at the hills from the boat on saturday. although you know the first thing on it, of course =D.
sorry for forcing you to socialise; i don’t want you to be fake to make friends. there are enough people with different views that you can stand for your own and hope that someone else out there feels the same. i just recommend you get involved with the societies so you meet those people.

abortion, gay marriage, racism/sexism, and tax breaks, i completely wholeheartedly agree with you on. the curse of being a tck is i can’t actually vote, except sign 10 downing street petitions as an expatriate, which i do (well, did until a website update broke my script last week, but i’ll fix it soon).

environment i agree with you, though not to the same extreme. we should stop pumping oil for fuel, definitely, and recycle whenever possible. but we needn’t break the plastics industry overnight, just let nature price them out of it. fair trade i support, with the exception of the free sachets at work, over which i have no control. and if it’s free, i don’t refuse. i only buy free range eggs, which had better mean they saw natural light. i look for things saying “natural” where possible, but there is a cut off price difference. and for takeaway pre-made meals of all kinds, i don’t keep track of where things come from. that’s really bad of me i know, but the element of convenience speaks louder to my stomach than a protesting mind.
which reminds me, i was buying lunch yesterday before church, and got a salad and cold “naturally refreshing” iced tea/lemonade. i have no idea what “naturally refreshing” means to them, because when i was drinking it, i read the label: high fructose corn syrup. come on! i still drank it, in order not to waste, but i’m trying to avoid that sweetener given the reputation.

commentary done, now let me continue a scathing listing of what i think of things.

money. why does everyone think it solves problems? sure, i could use more myself, but it’s not a solution! maybe if we dissolve it (ok, your finances can be afloat ). what was bush’s policy for iraq? throw money at it and hope it goes away. mccain’s for the entire american military? same thing. and they get it by increasing taxes on the poor, while giving breaks to those who paid for their campaign. this is so corrupt.

pride. who cares if i flame america? honestly, that’s no basis for flipping out at me (heather…). learn to accept that your country’s not perfect. i’m not pretending like mine is, just bringing another perspective. people are so obsessed with pretending something’s right just because they put it on a pedestal. which brings me to…

glamor. at least in england, “u” is in it . appearances really, honestly, don’t count. adverts pretend like all your problems will be solved if you look like that/drive that/own that. i’m amazed people drown in something so shallow.

hypocrisy. okay, i’m bad for this, especially with the environment. but at least i know it. the fact is though, most people really don’t have much correlation between their beliefs and lifestyle. if having had an abortion was a pre-requisite to joining a pro-choice group, i think the debate would have ended a long time ago.

destiny. sure, God has a plan for your life. but that doesn’t mean you should slouch around expecting blessings to fall from above. God guides your paths: i.e. you’re meant to be walking. and there’s the whole consequence of free will/divine correction question which kind of ties in. to be honest, if you learn from it, it really doesn’t matter. but i find myself less mad at God if i take the blame for things i’ve done. (ok, hypocrisy again. i get very defensive. but i can usually support my arguments.). of course, God gets the glory for things we do right as well (so we don’t suffer from pride, see above).

i think that’s enough for now. if you don’t stand up for those beliefs, i will. and even when the entire world has lost track, God’s Word stands forever, and i like to think there’s grounding for the beliefs we’ve been ranting about in there. and know something, we’re the thinkers, and will end up going further than ignorant people who actually do believe the propaganda the media feed them.

=D you’re online. this post will continue in our msn conversation histories.

i’m glad you still have people to see. greg left this morning, and most cu people are heading off this weekend. the trip to provence actually worked quite well, since i had things on the last two evenings, while now i can just sit in my room and listen to you tell me all about it. actually, there’s a leaving party in chaplaincy, so i may go to that while events are still on. after church tomorrow, the end really is here. i don’t know how i’ll manage to sleep for a week, straight.

i can’t wait to see you wearing what robin bought you! i don’t know how it is, i can appreciate attractiveness once you’re wearing something, yet trying to choose you things to buy from a shop is nigh-impossible. all the talks of camp, from ccusa and now robin, make me reminisce camp juice and other summer trips so much. i never went on a “real” summer camp, and i’m only just realising how much i missed out.

bon chance on the packing, it’s more effort than i’d anticipated. i’ve had a year to clutter my room, and to defy entropy is no mean feat. it’ll be emotional to see your floor, i’m sure. and if you need help when i’m over, i know a thing or two about tidying (even if i put your utensils in all the wrong places).
i can’t wait to relive those few days again. i miss you.