TTFN...

Everyone has moved to tumblr so i too am moving. Ha! How conformist. Love this blog, though... I will save it for later use...

Four Months and 16 Days Ago...

I made my first blog entry. And, there has been no word since..
But I am writing again. Why? Because God has outstretched his arm to smite me.. and hand me a report card that couldn't possibly be mine and a mailbox full of rejection letters...
And I am here to beg for mercy.
Mercy!
My father bought me a Hillsongs CD today, walking casually into my room (more like climbing actually, with all the junk that is lying around on my floor), glancing about before saying, "I see your Bible is nowhere to be seen..." Indeed. My Bible is no where to be seen. The last time I saw it was months ago. The last time I really prayed? I can't even remember.
I lie like a rug. I lie like it's nobody's business. I don't know why, but the truth seems to get all tangled and warped on its journey from my brain to my mouth. I lie, I cheat, and the worst part (or the best part, depending on your perspective) is that I no longer feel an ounce of remorse. Today someone told me that I was the most "good" person he knew, that inherently I knew right from wrong. I wanted to cry. The world must be a terrible place if i am the most holy person you know.
In that vein, I can see why God wants to smite me down.
But at the same time... is it so wrong to want a C in a math class?? Is it really too much to ask? When I think about Calculus I feel like I am pressed up against a brick wall while a masked man waits for the signal to shoot me in the head. Or maybe it's the feeling of being trapped in a burning building, and the only escape is a 100 story fall to the concrete below..

And, at the end of this blog, I realize i have wasted precious time and yet said nothing at all...
But God, please, just one acceptance letter. One acceptance letter... and I promise to keep the Hillsongs playing till then.

Applying the Mean Value Theorem

The first post of the first blog of my life...
I feel like there should be some sort of celebration or that I should say something particularly memorable. Like the introduction of a book, I feel like I should say something that would explain the rest of this blog from now into the future. So, waiting for the right words to hit me, I held off on making an entry... one day, two days, until it's almost been a week. (Perhaps I am exaggerating, I can't seem to accurately tell the passing of time anymore) But here I am, writing because I left my homework at school.
That's right, I had one assignment to do tonight, and I left it at school. Brilliance.
Unfortunately, that's me. Airy, forgetful, clumsy. I have an average of 5 spilled cups of water (or other beverages) per week.
But not to fear, I have my moments of brilliance, too. Albeit rare.
But today is not one of them.
Today... I had an orchestra concert, and somehow, I slept right through it. Waking up and looking at the clock, I realized it was too late... I should have been at school two hours ago.
Is this a sign of complete failure? When will I be able to find that elusive responsibly, timeliness?
College is coming up... and I have no idea what will become of me.
Will I float..
Will I sink...
Until then, I guess I must find a remedy for the calamitous person that is unfortunately me.