Today was school. And coming to school after spring break was not fun.
It snowed this morning. I came from 89 degrees in Dallas, and it snowed! And was generally freezing. So I over-reacted, wore too many layers, and ended up removing a few in 2nd period.
In Seminary, we watched a video where the First Presidency and the Quorum of the Twelve bore their testimonies of the Savior. Usually I think Seminary videos are super cheesy, but I actually quite liked this one. I guess I really like it when prophets bear testimony, rather than having bad actors deliver cheesy lines as they act out "real life" for us. Imagine that.
In PE, we had to do a bunch of fitness stations. I made the basketball one more fun by pretending to be Jimmer Fredette. I shot just like him. ;)
In Roots of Conflict, we talked about how nations heal after a genocide. The teacher started the class off with the question "If your neighbors killed your family, would you forgive them?" I responded that of course I could - I'd have to. It'd be hard, but in order to heal myself, I'd have to forgive them. I'm really grateful for all I've learned about forgiveness in church and in my real life. It makes life much better. And I'm glad that I know that this life isn't all we have - that it's really quite short in the eternal scheme. Becuase this genocide stuff would be a lot more depressing if I didn't know that this life isn't all that we've got.
We didn't do much in Orchestra. Shocker.
In Euro, we learned about the Russian Revolution, and all I could think about was the part in Annie where they talk about the Bolsheviks. Leapin' lizards!
English was discussion about final projects, the Matrix, and the book that no one's cracked open yet.
At lunch, my friend Mindy gave us her leftover chips and guacamole from Spanish class, and we made quick work of them. It was fun. We hadn't had a good just-girls-talking-and-food lunch in a while.
There was a substitute in Stats, so we quickly worked on a worksheet and then sat around talking, which was nice.
In Study Hall, Allyson and I talked college for a while, and then had fun googling our religions.
This afternoon I went to the Rec Center with my mom, and found a weight machine that cracks my back. I'm very excited.
I've been going between a sort of "Gives You Hell" by the All-American Rejects approach to Aladdin and an apathetic, moving on kind of deal. With the occasional "woo-hoo freedom!" cry. But I think I'm finding a middle ground - sort of the "kill him with kindness" philosophy. Kind of. Basically, be kind to him, and be happy, and still enjoy the occasional "Gives You Hell" sing-along. But I still have to figure out if I should/how to have a reconciliatory talk with him.
Now off to go study for those upcoming tests... how many days until I graduate?
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