"It'll be a day like this one when the world caves in..."

In the last 10 class days before finals I have the following things due:
A book of spiritual gifts tests
An Abnormal Psychology test
An Essentials of Evangelical Theology test...
AND...
8 (EIGHT!!!!) papers due (4 of which have to be at least 10 pages...and this isn't counting the 10-pager that I turned in last week).

Book: check
Ab Psych test: check.
Two of the little papers: check

I'm a little overwhelmed. A little tired. And I have no idea when I will blog again. It may be a few weeks, just warning you now. I will be faithfully checking your blogs though, so keep it up.

My prof drives me crazy.
I read the required pages for my assignment.
I looked at the questions that I am required to answer.
I let out a sound unmistakably related to frustration.
And here's why:
The assignment is to read the pages and write responses to the prompts and questions that are given to us. The first of which asks us about a quote on page 222 by Mike Yaconelli. Here's part of it:

"The reality is that postmoderns dislike all kinds of measurement--and yet built into the very fabric of just about every church is the process of measurement. Institutions simply can't function without counting, comparing, listing, evaluating...Ministering to postmoderns requires more than a new way of doing ministry, it requires merely a new way of thinking...not just some adjustments, it requires a dismantling of the system!"

Listing and Evaluating are specifically stated as part of the system that we're supposed to be dismantling in order to minister to postmoderns. And the first word of the assignment?
"EVALUATE Yaconelli's quote on page 222."
And the second prompt?
"LIST the virtues that Jones writes about on 225-226."

So you're telling me to evaluate how we're not supposed to evaluate anymore and to list the required virtues of a leader of postmoderns who hate lists.
Right. I'll get right on that.

Maybe it's because I have 5 papers due in 2 days, or maybe it's because this isn't the first time this guy's questions have been completely contradictory, or maybe it's because this prof took points off on a paper about postmodernism because I was "TOO postmodern" but whatever the reason...
I'm so sick of these freaking papers I want to throw my laptop out the window.

Thoughts:

The bottle of vitamins my mom got me says, "Take with food." Does a handful of peanut M&Ms count?

On Saturday I will have been dating Daniel for 8 months. That's a long time. A really good long time.

I've been kind of emotional lately. I cried on Sunday night when the kids sang at church.

My American friend and her British husband had a baby not too long ago. Welcome Noah Scott Jackson. You have really cool parents.

I like Pine Cove. I can't imagine being done there. Maybe I will go back after all...

I'm officially transferring in the Spring to Dallas Baptist University, which means I will have attended four schools in four years. Pretty impressive, eh?!

I had the opportunity to ask hard questions of people at Sonic yesterday. The word "God" was even brought up, albeit briefly. These are exciting times.

I have a new and exciting way to help stop world hunger. Some more details need to be worked out...But I think it has definite potential.

I feel like I may be trying to minister to too many people in too many different places, but I like it all and I don't know who I could possibly stop talking to. I'm tired, but in a good way...In a poured out kind of way.

I have 4 huge papers still due this semester, all of which are pretty stressful. BUT, because I have a little bit of freedom on the topic of a couple of them, I figured out a topic that works for two different classes. One 10-page paper. Two copies. Amazing.

And now? Sleep.

I tried to do this a long time ago, but it got really depressing so I had to stop. But I'm trying it again. We'll see how it goes. I reserve the right to go back and change answers.

Five things I...(in no particular order)

Cannot do:
1) Like history. I want to like it. I understand the importance of it. I want to be good at it. I just can't.
2) Remember a good dream. I've only remembered a handful of dreams in my lifetime and they were all terrifying nightmares.
3) Plan. I'm an idea girl. The details are better left in someone else's hands.
4) Write in a pretty journal. I feel like I'll mess it up--rob it of its potential.
5) Get comfy with...me.

Can do:
1) Keep a straight face with almost no exception.
2) Write five page book reports over books I never read and make an A.
3) Travel light.
See this is where it got depressing...I can't think of anything else worth writing...I'm moving on.

Plan to do before I die: (This is assuming I live to a normal age of death)
1) Run a marathon. 26.2 miles.
2) Write in a pretty journal.
3) Have a job that pays me to hang out with girls.
4) Learn to play guitar.
5) Get a tattoo.

Attract me to the opposite sex (Obviously their walk with Christ blah blah blah...not putting that though. And these aren't in order):
1) Eyes.
2) Smile.
3) Sense of humor.
4) Compassion and love for others.
5) Music/movie/book taste. (Weird but true.)

Say most often:
1) Shalom.
2) Don't tell me how to live my life.
3) Muh. (You'll have to ask me in person.)
4) Your face...
5) Not gonna lie.

Celebrity crushes: (I don't know that I could even list five current celebs, so I'm going with who I have had a crush on at some point...)
1) Luke from Gilmore Girls.
2) Heath Ledger
3) George Clooney
4) Matthew McConaughey
5) David Beckham

So that took me two weeks. I hope you're happy. I had trouble remembering stuff so if you think of something I missed, let me know.