Knight Life: The Tales of a Disciple of the Knight

Friday cometh. Yay. My morning class is cancelled, so I have nothing until 2:35, and that is only a Weight Training class. Real brain buster. The week has been uneventful really. Other than the occasional tweaking of Barbour, especially about Star Wars. Ask him what background he found last night when he got back in after fleeing the ponding from his advisees. Heh.
Anyway. Why the title you ask? Well, in World Lit through Film, we just watched the movie Onegin. No plot summary here.
Still curious?
To be honest, as the film went on, I often found myself identifying with Onegin. Maybe not so much in the surroundings part, but with the way he himself was portrayed. Often, I find myself feeling...empty....emotionally. Now, understand: I am a Christian. I believe beyond a shadow of a doubt that I will walk through the gates of Heaven and be welcomed. That is not the emptiness I refer to. I simply can feel...blank. I don't really feel emotions. Or if I do, they are very subdued. This is not the case all the time. But it happens more than I am comfortable with. Even now, I feel little emotion as I type this. Yet, I am "pouring out my heart" online. I can find some things to be so utterly trivial, that I can hardly stand them. This does not extend to my friends at all. Ever. Just so you guys know.
I can also identify with his portrayal later in the film. Suffice to say, I know quite close to how he felt at the end of the film. I didn't quite like being reminded of those days. That is often when I shut down certain things. *Sighs*. Ah well.
On to happier thoughts. I have begun reading the Harry Potter series. I have finished the first book, and just started the second. I am caught. Great books. Can hardly put them down. In fact, I think I will go do that now.
*Goes*.

Yeah. World Lit through Film is still much goodness. And some time. Oh well.
Scott and I are going to be doing a project together in that class. Probably with the film Nosferatu as the subject. He he.
Apparently, I lost track of the date, because Tuesaday Barbour came in hooting and screeching and carrying on about Star Wars being on DVD. Now, I like Star Wars. It's a decent set of movies. Good sci-fi and fantasy mix. Cool swords. Nice ships. Etcetera. I forgot one thing though: not only is this guy a LOTR freak, he is just as bad with Star Wars. Probably not worse. But close. Scary. So he runs his little super-theater showing today. Bah. Sure, I want to eventually watch them all again. I would even like to get the DVDs. Mainly for the quality and longer life. Eh. I like poking fun at the hardcore fans. They are so easy to get riled up. Heh.
Ah well.
I really want my sword. But I will live.
I am not changing my clearly superior major. No fuzziness for me. Bah.
I can hardly wait for the weekend.
Data Structures late days are my friend.

And so, the weekend is here. I may end up going and working out later. But I have laundry first...
I can hardly believe how the days are flying. It seems like I just started on this week, and it's already over. Oh well. The weekend is a good thing.
If you all could try to keep me in prayer, I have stuff that I am trying to sort out. I just need some support, as it were.

On to lighter things. Our suite is becoming much with the awesomeness. Many posters hang on the walls. Many have yet to be hung. Most of them are Scott's. Some are Barbour's. Zerg has a couple. I just get to sit back and enjoy.
I am seriously thinking of asking for an Xbox for Christmas. I think it can only help our suite. (Insert dripping sarcasm here.)
I still miss my sword.
All for now.

So.
Data Structures has a strong dislike for me. But I dislike it right back. And I will be damned if I quit the CS program or switch my major just because of a class, no matter how bad. I am going to stick with the major I have, unless the Lord God Almighty Himself tells me otherwise. So there, to you fuzzies. I stick with it.
All the other classes are between boring and great fun, depending on the class. World Lit is just great.
Weight Training = my muscles hate me.
Anywho.
I miss my sword.
I hate homework.
Apparently, according to Wilson, an "antichrist" is a fellow student. I find this both amusing and disturbing. But hey, it's his problem, not mine.
I can hardly wait for the weekend.
I am tired...
I keep having the feeling that something is on the horizon of my life. But what?

Yeah. This is basically a rant on chapel today. I don't do these often. But this one...
Okay. So today was the last day of the special speaker for this week. I only caught him Wednesday morning before this. That one was basically bland. So I expected a bland but fairly solid message today. Ho Boy. Was I ever wrong.
Ok, so he opens up, and he's talking about prayer. I think to myself, "Hey, this could be pretty good. It's a solid subject." First, he goes on about how we don't pray enough, we make ourselves too busy, etc. I am going right along with him. Good, solid stuff. He talks about how powerful prayer is, and how it can change things and do big stuff. I am still going with him here. Still solid.
Then comes the claymore mine. He says, "Let's look at Revelation..." Red Alert, Mr. Sharpton! Red Alert! Revelation reference dead ahead!
He read Revelation 8:1-5. (The following is from the NIV Bible.) "When he opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour. And I saw the seven angels who stood before God, and to them were given seven trumpets. Another angel, who had a golden censer, came and stood at the altar. He was given much incense to offer, with the prayers of all the saints , on the golden altar before the throne. The smoke of the incense together with the prayers of the saints, went up before God from the angel's hand. Then the angel took the censer, filled it with fire from the altar, and hurled it on the earth; and there came peals of thunder, rumblings, flashes of lightning and an earthquake." Ok. So he goes and says that according to that, the following is the process of how prayer works:We pray. It goes up to heaven. It gets put in a censer and mixed with incense. It gets burned. Jesus proofreads the prayer. God "reads" it. He sends it back to the angel. The angel mixes it with fire and throws it back.
Wow. That still hurts my head. The guy gave this like 5 times. I am sure he was sincere. But that doesn't make it a correct picture.
First, let's look at the errors in this view. First, this verse was of a singular, specific event, at least by my understanding. The seventh seal doesn't get broken every second. At least, last I checked it didn't. I can maybe stretch for the first mixing, that of the incense and prayers. But that seems unclear. I don't ever recall seeing Jesus mentioned in that passage. He certainly wasn't our prayer editor. It just goes straight to God. The prayers are not then given back to the angel. The whole hurling of fire-it isn't a good thing in this passage. That action brings disaster and death on the earth. Not what I want happening all the time. I honestly have no earthly idea how he got to where he did. All I know is that he took that metaphor, ripped it kicking and screaming out of context, and proceeded to repeatedly beat it near to death. I mean, I can appreciate his sincerity and love for God. But I don't even agree with his basic view on prayer.
My basic view on prayer is not nearly so formal and dramatic. I believe that prayer is talking to God. Thus, when I pray alone, and usually in a group or in public, that's how I treat it. I am respectful, but in the same way one would be with the best of friends. That's how I try to approach it. Friendly conversation. God just wants us to talk to Him. It doesn't have to be major. He just likes talking. This fellow made it into a special, dramatic, power-spewing thing. I just can't jive with that.
In conclusion, while I think he is a lover of God, and a great guy, I simply have to disagree with his message today.
That's my 5 cents.

So.
Yesterday was....Tuesday. Imagine that. The meeting of the Academic Committee went well. So far, we are looking at the effectiveness of academic advisors, and the basic effectiveness of Cornerstones class. I am going Friday with Dex(Christopher Umstead, the chair of the committee) to talk to Coppinger about some questions he had about the Honors program. Hopefully that will go well.
Classes were pretty normal.
Then came today. The morning hit me like a wet sock. Or something like that. I decided to get up and go eat breakfast, since I had to get out a bit earlier anyway. See, today was the day that my floor had to run the card swipers. Scott was also on said duty. Definitely interesting. Never knew those things glitched so much. Just remember folks, you can trust the guys in the gold shirts. *Big Wink.* Ahem. Org Behavior was alright. Apparently, for an assignment, we get to watch part of The Odd Couple. Eh.
Weight Training is good. I get credit for a motivation period for exercise. Win-win.
Went to Bode for dinner. Good stuff. Came back, cleaned up, played some video games, went to devos....And then we arrive here. Now. At this point in time and space. Geuss that is it.
I must play this game. Scott showed it to me.

Just remember: Always trust the men in gold shirts with red "41"s. Always. Or else.

Well, life is life.
Classes are going all right. The weekend was fun. D&D honestly seemed better with only five people. It was fun with more, but still.
Seven Samurai was good. All they needed was pants. Or robes. Or anything below waist level for covering. Gah.
Tomorrow is the first meeting of the Senate Academic Committee. Should be interesting, if nothing else.
Can't wait for the discussion boards in speech to get going. Much fun to be had there. Heh heh.
Need to try to remember to beat Wheeler for still not updating that quiz of his. Or doing another SC Frankenstein Monster. Definitely for the quiz. Scholl can help.
Halo is fun.
I like pants.
And chocolate.

So. It is the end of the first week of Classes. Yay.
Monday-Wednesday-Friday looks to be good. Org. Behavior should be interesting. Especially with Wilson in the class. Weight Training should be horridly easy.
Tuesdays are gonna be the longest one to me. I will probably have committee meeting for the Senate Academic Committee at 11. Not sure yet.
Data Structures. I have a feeling that this class will eat my soul. Well, maybe not, but still.
Speech shall be much fun. Especially with Martinez in the class.
Business law should be easy.
The World Lit class on Thursday is going to be great fun.
Senate should be good overall.
All in all, everything looks good. I just need a job and scholarships for next year...