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Thursday, 10 April 2008

  • Temporary Requiem

    Hi, kids! Sooo, I'm taking a break from xanga for the summer. I'll be in DC, so if you would like to visit me/eat dinner with me/join a gym with me/live with me, send me an email at amyattheballet@gmail.com

    See you in late August! I'm going to miss you all!

    xoxo,
    Amy

Tuesday, 08 April 2008

  • Donde te estas, Spring?

    When you consider the amount of Spanish I know, and the frequency at which I speak it incorrectly, I think my Spanish language proficiency is in the negative digits.

    Do you ever listen to old Ciara songs on your cute new iPod in the library, then realize you are singing aloud? That just happened to me. Just now.  I shake it like jello, make the boys hello because you know I'm rockin' the beat. Aaawwwwwkward.


    Also, this weekend, I'm going to see Sleeping Beauty by ABT at the Lyric Opera. I'm really excited, plus I'm wearing a way-cute dress. These are the current questions I'm struggling with: 1) hair: up or down? 2) eyeshadow: smokey or sparkly? Also, can we talk about how about how I've been friends with short boys for so long, that I practically have no high heels anymore?. This can be solved if you buy me these.

    Things I hate: statistics, homework in general, awkward people.
    Things I love: rain, leather armchairs, charming people.

    PS: I have 112 xanga credits. Does this mean I get a prize or something soon?

Saturday, 05 April 2008

  • To the Left, To the Left

    Driving with the windows down
    Late at night, wind smashing through the car
    Passed a police officer while BLASTING Authority Song
    Which is by Jimmy Eat World
    I felt obnoxious.

    I miss fencing a lot. In fact, that I kind of want to join a fencing club. Me = totally ridiculous.

    Heart to hearts with old friends are priceless. I feel like I spend so much time trying to convince new friends of who I am that it’s so, so… affirming to talk to someone who already knows. Old friends are something everyone should have. So call those friends with whom you played in elementary school. You might think you’ve changed a lot, but they still know you best.

    Sometimes, I just intensely hate life. As if it’s life’s fault.

    I just spent $8 on lipgloss, which is too much for a drugstore brand. But, it lights up. How could a person possibly turn down something that is pink and lights up??

    There’s not really any evidence in the Old Testament that the snake in the Garden of Eden was Satan. Why doesn’t that seem to bother anyone else?


    ~
    Life is just a bowl of cherries,
    Don’t take it serious,
    Life’s too mysterious.
    ~

Wednesday, 02 April 2008

  • And Feel What It's Like to Be New

    "A deep theoretical understanding of theology is never lauded in the Bible."
    [my James prof]

    What do you think? I've been really convicted lately of latent Christianity and reading James is definitely reinforcing that. Being the pretentious wanna-be academic that I am, I was kind of put off when my prof said the statement above. The more I think about it, though, the more true it seems and the further that idea seems to tie into my frustrations with American Christianity. It seems that we're so deeply entrenched in our emotionally spiritual highs that we often don't notice the spiritual poverty around us. Feel sad? Sing a praise song. Friend who isn't a Christian? Take 'em to a CCM concert. Parents divorced? Send out a prayer email and enjoy the false sense of comfort when they email you back with "Hang in there, girlfriend! I'm praying for you!" Are they? Probably not. Feel better? Of course you do.

    I've tried all of those things, and sometimes they worked. Yet, in the end, they just felt like emotional band-aids that didn't quite reach the problem in here. So I tried academic pursuits. I read Kant and Descartes and debated on online forums and dabbled in Greek. Now my band-aids were sown of theses and syllogisms. I want to show people the love of God, but how can I when I don't feel it in here, in the deepest parts of my soul?

    The Bible says material wealth and spiritual poverty go hand-in-hand, so I guess I live in the most spiritually impoverished place on earth. It shows. Read the book of James -- being passionate about your faith doesn't mean raising your hands in youth group. Growing deeper in your faith doesn't mean debating every tangent of Calvinism versus Arminianism.

    "Be not merely listeners of the Word, and so deceive yourselves. Do what it says."[James 1:22]


    And I cannot guess what we'll discover
    When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
    But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's
    And not one speck will remain

Monday, 24 March 2008

  • I'm in a communication research class, and the instructor has us all currently doing survey research. Well, it's allegedly difficult to bring enough responses from surveys, so I decided to add a little motivation for my subjects. I offered everyone who did my survey a free rice krispy treat. Number of surveys I've received: 62.

    ... I may have made a terrible mistake.



    "I used to go around looking as frumpy as possible because it was inconceivable you could be attractive as well as be smart. It wasn't until I started being myself, the way I like to turn out to meet people, that I started to get any work."
    ~ Catherine Zeta-Jones

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