"I raised you up for this very purpose, that I might display my power in you and that my name might be proclaimed in all the earth... Does not the potter have the right to make out of the same lump of clay some pottery for special purposes and some for common use?" Romans 9: 17 & 21
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
We Wear the Mask - Paul Laurence Dunbar
We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile
And mouth with myriad subtleties,
Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but oh great Christ, our cries
To Thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
I might be back... after this brief message
Murphy's Laws on Applied Terror
1. When reviewing your notes before an exam, the most important ones will be illegible.
2.The more studying you did for the exam, the less certain you are as to which answer they want.
3. Eighty percent of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one book you didn't read.
4. The night before the history midterm, your biology instructor will assign two hundred pages on Plenarian.
Corollary: Every instructor assumes that you have nothing else to do except study for that instructor's course.
5. If you are given an open-book exam, you will forget your book.
Corollary: If you are given a take-home exam, you will forget where you live.
6. At the end of the semester, you will recall having enrolled in a course at the beginning of the semester - and never attending.
7. Law of Universal Intelligence: the most ill-behaved student in every teacher's class is always one of the brightest ones he can't flunk.
p.s. yes, I am procrastinating on studying for finals =)
3. Eighty percent of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one book you didn't read.
4. The night before the history midterm, your biology instructor will assign two hundred pages on Plenarian.
Corollary: Every instructor assumes that you have nothing else to do except study for that instructor's course.
5. If you are given an open-book exam, you will forget your book.
Corollary: If you are given a take-home exam, you will forget where you live.
6. At the end of the semester, you will recall having enrolled in a course at the beginning of the semester - and never attending.
7. Law of Universal Intelligence: the most ill-behaved student in every teacher's class is always one of the brightest ones he can't flunk.
p.s. yes, I am procrastinating on studying for finals =)
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
A parody! whompwhomp.
We listened to this song in social psych the other day.
Creed - With Arms Wide Open
But the only thing I could think of for the entire song was this:
Tim Hawkins - My Arms are Broken
It's a good thing the teacher always sits down and closes his eyes for every song he plays for us. I was in tears and biting my finger trying to stop myself from howling with laughter - I just can't take that song seriously anymore, haha =D Hope you get a kick out of this.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
A Dream Within a Dream - Edgar Allen Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Monday, January 16, 2012
Disappear - Bebo Norman
I can only say 'sorry' so many times... so I'll let you enjoy this song, which pretty much speaks for itself.
'Til we meet again =)
Kirsten
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