Beauty is More Than Just Skin Deep

Curious.

I pretended to read this morning, but instead, I was slyly watching my roommate get ready. She changed her outfit about 8 times, trying to decide whether to wear the hat, or not to. She flattened her hair for about half an hour straight (I couldn't tell what she was doing to make it look any different) and spent another 20 minutes deciding on which scarf to wear.

I think the entire process was nearly an hour.

I don't understand girls' need to primp. I don't honestly think it makes much of a difference. Especially since, for my roommate, she is beautiful. She is just..beautiful. God created her the way he wanted her to be, and so spending hours upon hours putting on makeup, finding the perfect outfit doesn't seem like the most spectacular use of anyone's time. Me? It takes me a total of half an hour to shower, dry, straighten my hair, throw some makeup on my face, and decide I'm ready to face the day. My choice of clothing doesn't affect what my friends think of me. I'm grateful for that.

It's just discouraging when I see my roommate spend so much time trying to look just right, when she already is exactly as God wishes her to be. And that's beautiful; inside and out.

And now, for some exam prep and study. Oh the semester is nearly finished and Christmas is in sight!

Word of the Day: Snowflake

Quote of the Day: "And now your door is exquisite for the next time you choose to visit!" -Note on Dr. Faber's door post re-decorating.

HST

http://www.cbc.ca/canada/toronto/story/2009/12/09/ont-hst.html

Yet again, the Ontario government wants more money. I'm confused. How is this supposed to help the economy?

Word of the Day: Christmas!

Quote of the Day: "I just had to rub it in your face to hold onto my dignity." Kait

Macs are Awesome

Thanks to Alex for lending me the new iMac Snow Leopard.

Word of the Day: Kakooph!

Quote of the Day: "I'm just trying to be a nuisance." Rich

Nearing the end.

Lounge chairs in the Crown Office provide an excellent place to nap.

I am taking time out of essays to jot down a few thoughts:

Christmas is coming. Wonderful. But it snowed in Juarez this week. And I will complain about this again, because Hamilton is the tropics. It doesn't snow. I wish it would, because someone has built reinforcements for a potential ice rink on the soccer field out behind AUG Hall. It just..appeared. I would like to be able to skate. I would like to be able to walk down the cute little streets in Meadowlands where garlands hang from the street lights, where cars don't dare go. I want to look up and feel the snowflakes on my face. I wonder if I have taken snow and painted it into a vision that doesn't come often enough. Perhaps that is what makes it so special. God's gift spread lightly over the earth.

I drink Spiced Chai from my travel mug tonight. The blue mug that Joel brought up to me at Redeemer last March has been getting just enough wear and tear that the butterfly stickers I stuck on the exterior are starting to wear off from being washed. Sidenote: 32 cups of tea is a lethal amount of Caffiene.

And finally,

Christmas is coming.

One essay left, out of the 13 I have had to write this semester. I cannot believe that there is nearly nothing left of the year. 2009 has been good.

Word of the Day: Brazil

Quote of the Day: "Oh! Time is doing that thing I hoped it wouldn't."

Velociraptors

Not going to lie, Redeemer is pretty much a death trap if Velociraptors were ever to invade.

I had actually never seen Ju(a)rassic Park before coming to Redeemer. All this talk about Velociraptor attacks and the like had never been an issue. My friends in high school didn't exactly go Zombie or Dinosaur crazy. It was more along the lines of the web of all evil (Jared being the center...boys caused so many problems), Shakespeare, and Pirates. Now, my friends have this freakish obsession with Irish singers, being attacked by Velociraptors, the chance of survival in every room if Zombies were to attack...yes, we are college students. It sounds like an entry out of MyLifeIsAverage.

Last night was the final night of A Midsummer Night's Dream. It is one of my favourite Shakespeare comedies. I went to see it with Amanda and Perry, and I was quite impressed. The production had an Asian spin on it, which I am not sure I liked, just because it did not work with the faery aspect. Puck just seemed too vindictive and dark. But the Mechanicals were well cast, and so were the 'star crossed lovers'. Shakespeare's literary genius never depresses.

Word of the Day: Negatory

Quote of the Day: 'Good to know I can be used as Currency!' -Me

Essaying Exhaustion

I have been completely immersed in school work for the last few weeks. Next week I have my last 4 essays due: Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. My brain and body are very close to absolute exhaustion. This weekend is well needed, and well deserved.

My study music has been a collection of piano tunes I picked up off the radio on my iTunes, and Michael W. Smith's 'Christmastime'.

That is all I really have to say. Exhaustion is just....there. Maybe I just need to sleep...long and deeply.

Word of the Day: Impress

Quote of the Day: "I decided to screw homework." Chad Haverkamp.

Joel Called!

I GOT TO TALK TO JOEL!

Turns out, Navy training sucks.

Bliss for me, I think so!

Word of the Day: Presentate

Quote of the Day: "I live in a trailer park with a big W on my chest and people think I am fat."

Disney Made Me Proud

It's been a slightly obnoxiously long time since I have blogged. I know that it has been too long when my account makes me sign in again.

We have dorm inspections tomorrow. The night has been full of vaccumming up ladybugs, dusting, cleaning sinks and garbage cans, moving furnature and laundry. I cleaned the oven this weekend, and that was an adventure all its own. I think my abs got a good work out from that.

I'm trying to remember anything super exciting that has happened, but the world has just been going through the motions of school. However, I would be awful if I didn't mention that my lovely little sister was here. In fact, the amusement of our weekend involved two wonderful songs. And these are them.

And...

This next one has the lyrics with it. When Kristen and I heard them the first time, we thought the lyrics near the end were "No one persecutes harmless grandpas like Gaston." Turns out the real lyrics are "No one persecutes harmless crackpots like Gaston." I still am not sure which lyrics I like better. But Disney made me proud, either way.

Let's be honest. You want a guy like Gaston too.

Word of the Day: Henry

Quote of the Day: "If it gets awkward, I'll just kick you discretely under the table. Or I will yell out 'Velosiraptor'." Will Thorburn

More xkcd.

I definitely have this more since I have read Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

Also, writing a paper for religion on Mark 1:1-20. Why didn't Mark insert the Genealogy of Jesus or the birth of Jesus in his gospel? This confuses me to no end, and there is not one general agreement that theologians and biblical scholars (yes, they aren't the same thing, blew my mind too) can decide upon. Of course, this is frustrating. Someday, if I remember, I'll ask Mark myself.

The most epic part of my week was this: I finally gave a name to the dear and wonderful new iMac that The Crown purchased. It's name is Milton. I think it suits it quite nicely.

Word of the Day: Milton

Quote of the Day: "It's very possible I could have Jewish background! There were a lot of Jewish people in Holland, a long time ago...wait..." Nate Smit