Resort to poetry!
We're doing poetry analysis in my Advanced class tomorrow. I'm rather excited! We're doing Richard Corey by E. A. Robinson because it has an easy-to-understand theme, manageable vocabulary, and it's by E. A. Robinson.
I still have no clue what I"m doing in my Almost Advanced class. We're supposed to be working on relative clauses, but the English major over here isn't sure what those are. I'll keep ya posted on how that goes.
Shopping went exceedingly well, meaning that I got 4 pairs of nice dress pants for $24 and found them in under an hour. I'm still on the hunt for a book bag to carry all my stuff in so I'll probably make a trip to Central Market sometime next weekend.
In other news, a friend recently reminded me that lukewarm is not a good temperature to be. I hadn't realized that I was there, or rather, I hadn't let myself see it. But I've gotten a good dose of humility recently and I'm tired of mediocrity. I'm tired of being lazy. It's getting me nowhere fast. I've been talking to Abba about it a lot and we both know that this isn't going to get better overnight. It's going to be a continual process of growing and changing and redefining the way that I think about a lot of things.
I used to be in love with Abba. I'm ashamed that I'm not anymore. Something in me wants to be stubborn and do this all myself, but another part knows full well that I can't. I know better than this. I know that he has everything that I need, and my flesh has been winning for way too long.
So this week isn't shaping up to be relaxing. Please be thinking of me and hoping that my stupid side looses.
Helter Skelter,
Me
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