Saturday, September 30, 2006

I should be doing homework....

I hear a lot of people say "Xanga is dead. Get a MySpace." Well, comparing MySpace and Xanga is like comparing white chocalate to cheese curls. Sure both are good tasting, good for a snack, but they are so different. Same way for Xanga and MySpace. Both are an easy way to have your web page to be reached, but Xanga is more for blogging, reporting what's hapening in your life and telling how you feel. While MySpace can do this, it is usually not. It's to talk directly to friends. Actually, if we we werere looking at my school, the Preps are the only ones who use Xanga anymore; everyone else in school is on MySpace. But all my other friends, like CEF Summer missionaries and quizzers (past & present) I see what's happening on there. And maybe that's good I don't know what's going on with my classmates. For me, I choose neither, and use blogspot.

I'm coming live from Bedford, PA. Good ol' wireless connection. Yesterday it was from Lima, OH. This weekend I was on the college searches in Ohio. I went to Bluffton Universite, Rosedale Bible College, and Cedarville University. I'm not going to bore you with everything I did. It was pretty much the same. Every place I went on a tour, in which I saw, classrooms, cafeteria, stores, dorms, library, computer lab, gym, etc. I got to attend two classes. At Rosedale it was the Fall of Man, at Cedarville the class was the Deity of Christ. Nothing excited. Luckily, I saw no Dock graduates at Bluffton. However, I got to see 2 quizzers from ACC Bible Quizzing. The first one I recognized: Jess Lerch from Rockville. She didn't say hi, but neither did I. However, the second quizzer recognized me, but I didn't recognize her. She had remembered me from quizzing. But get this: she quizzed for Bart! Bart hasn't quizzed for such a long time! I think it was 2002. That was way before I became the quizzer extrodinaire, or even did well enough to be noticed for my talent. The ironic part was when she guessed what team I was on, she said Spring City! While I'm not 100% sure the last year Bart quizzed, I know it was way before I went over to Spring City. Rosedale said quizzing is a big thing there, so that was a turn on.

School's well under way, and it already sucks. They say senior year is easier than your junior year...they still have yet to prove that to me. I've had tons of homework, like the homework I should be doing now. Two 3-page research papers, a one-page journal, reading Shakespeare's Macbeth and quite a few long statistics problems. Then on top of that, you got the stupid social clique system, and the gossiping and all that crap of Dock. I heard that there was a lot of "drama" at the Eurotrip with the choir. Lesson: don't go on long trips with clique-y people. And the stupid slutty "rebel" juniors keep taking my lunch table in Longacre. You know, the one I sit at every day since the first quarter of my freshman year. Now I got to get there for lunch earlier to reclaim my table. The worse part is this feeling of being a wanted when used. The only reason people want me is for a good answer. In this past week alone, I had to write notes for Justin as well as show him how to look up things in an encylcopedia, find an article for Micah's assessment, and translate Shakespearean English for Lionel and DJ. Other than that, no other contact from my class. If I'm only wanted as a resource, why want to be wanted?

My youth leader at my church wanted to start a bible study for the youth. She assigned me to do it. That's another thing on my plate. Plus, the only two attending are the youth leader's two kids. Not even my sister. Speaking of which, the youth of Frederick are changing, and it kinds of reflects the change of adults attending, too. The youth that have been there since elementary, those who had parents as youth at the church, if you allow me to say "the shoofly Mennonite youth", they are leaving. One is at Perkiomenville, one at Indian Valley, two at Franconia, and my sister I'm gonna take a guess and say once she can drive, she'll be going to Blooming Glen. In their place, a new youth. The youth from the development. The youth who care more about social status and "school happenings." The youth who have no idea how to look up things in a Bible. Right now, it's not the church, but only the youth group, and possibly the Bible study. I know that it's good for them, but sometimes I feel like it's bad for me. Yes, they are teens, but spiritually, they are still little children. If my faith in the church and Christian community is anything like a business cycle, I'm in a recession heading for a depression. Where do I go? What do I do? Who can I turn to?

Screw you, world, I got Jesus.

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