Thankful

I don't like writing Thanksgiving entries just for the sake of it, but I happened to think of something today...

I'm thankful for living in a house in which you have to yell to get your messages to the opposite end.  I never realized before,how the fact that I can't always hear my mom calling me for dinner is such a blessing. It says that the walls are solid and the rooms are big and the windows are proof.  I'm thankful not to be living in a house with paper walls and cramped rooms, but in a warm, spacious, solid brick one.  Even if it means communication is just a bit harder. 

I'm not in love.

The other day I was pondering how much easier life would be, devoid of nearly all awkward moments, if we still used things like courtesies and bows in day-to-day interaction. Think of all the awkward moments you would like to erase from memory: laughing embarassedly at a compliment or standing around not knowing what to do with your arms or feeling like you have to say something or not knowing just how to say "Thank you" or "Goodbye".  At any given one of those times, you would have a recourse. Just a dip of the head or so. A mere silent formality, but perhaps just as heartfelt and allowing for much less humiliation. 

It'd probably teach people to read body language better too. 

A Conglomeration of Confusion

1. Is is just me or is God saying to let go?

2. Oh. My. Gosh. Financial resue passed! Soo...how's college money looking?

3. I think they should have a website on which young people under 18 can put in their votes, whether for presidential election or for various national issues, along with a written explanation of their choice.  Then all those apathetic or undecided adults out there can each "claim" one teen's vote and vote for them. 

4. What happened with worship last night? I went in tense and unprepared, but I felt like the songs tied in pretty perfectly with the message.   And I have no idea what everyone else thought.

5. Palin repetitions: "maverick", "greed and corruption on Wall Street", "placing the government on the side of the people", energy energy energy. Ew ew ew. By the way, John Winthrop was the one who talked about the City on the Hill. On the other hand, she seems like a more likeable person than I had thought.  Biden commentary: I can't quite understand how he advocates so adamantly for civil junction benefits for same-sex couples while personally being against gay marriage.  His first wife died? "Believe in yourselves"..eh. Overall I like him and his smile.

6. Say your first spouse dies and you marry someone else. Are you still able to say that your new wife/husband is the most beautiful/handsome person in the world to you? Or would the ghost of the old love still have first place? Now imagine that the dead spouse comes back, or you go back in time, or whatever, and you are thrust in a Casablanca-esque situation.  Would you be able to choose which to marry?

Ahem. A very intellectually stimulating idea.

           Maybe just that God is good.

           "Am I lost or just less found?" C.S. Lewis

Anti-Aging Cream

My Greatest Fears:

A is for antagonistic admissions officers.

B is for bombing math tests.

C is for caterpillars.

D is for drowning in deep water, or diaper duty.

E is for Extended Essay.

F is for [failure to get into college] forsaken friendships.

G is for [governmental gimmicks] graduated cylinders.

H is for hypocrisy.

I am for incorrect grammar.

J is for jealousy.

K is for karma.

L is for loveless, lost, and lonely.

M is for monsters under my bed.

N is for nobody doing nothing getting nowhere.

O is for obsolescence.

P is for potty training small children.

Q is for [quartering, the old execution method] quotient rule.

R is for relinquishing comforts.

S is for snarky siblings.

T is for taxes.

U is for [unduly ubiquitous undergraduates] uncertainty (of, propagating).

V is for [vapid conversationalists] vetoed.

W is for waiting, for wanting, for wasting life away.

X is for xenophobia.

Y is for Yours truly,

Ivy Zhou.