beautiful disaster

I'M DONE! After 2 weeks of research, 6 hours of staring at a computer screen spread over three days and typing and editing and typing some more, countless hours spent in the library photocopying over a hundred pages and killing whole trees as a result, I HAVE FINISHED MY HISTORY ESSAY.

Okay, it's not the best essay in the world but it's possibly the essay I've spent the most time on in my life, and for that I am PROUD of it. Haha! And it's six pages, too! It started off at 3 1/2 pages and it grew and grew. Okay, actually it's 5 1/2 pages but in any case that sounds a whole lot better than 3-and-a-half. I don't even know how I managed to write 3 1/2 when everyone else was complaining about their essays running into 8 or 9 pages. Ailene says it's because I'm succint. (Side point: don't you think the word succint looks succint in itself? Haha.) I think, in my typical self-deprecating way, that it's because I'm stupider than her. Hah. :)

Today after doing history essay I told myself I'd surf around on some econs websites in order to feel a little more intelligent but I figure any more studying and I'm going to freak out. I practically begged to go out tomorrow; I don't want to see my notes till next week.

So anyway, I started blog-hopping and started at Sam Toh's site and discovered that with a little convenient clicking of links you can find lots of people you know and read lots of interesting things that they write about themselves on the Internet. Much like what you're doing to me now. It gives me a sense of power, knowing something they don't. You-don't-know-I-know-your-blog. It's a girl kay-poh-ness thing.

Today Miles told us we were moving on to Southeast Asian history and the class erupted in indignation. It was such an anticlimax; I think all along we thought we'd be doing the French Revolution up until the point when Napoleon dies or something but all we actually did was a little bit after he did the coup of Brumaire and established a dictatorship! We didn't even get much details about what happened then; just all the stuff he implemented. Pooh!

"We've been shortchanged!" I called out.

"Well, that's a first! I've never had a class complain because they didn't have enough work!" he replied.

"But what happened to Napoleon?" Lisa asked.

"Well," Miles said, "He died."

"But how?"

"Well, if you really want to know, he got exiled to an island and drank some poison that shrunk his genitalia."

I love my history teacher.

jac was here with you 3/31/2005 08:31:00 pm

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My Destiny
Psalm 46 (NASB)
God is our refuge and strength,
A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change
And though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea;
Though its waters roar and foam,
Though the mountains quake at its swelling pride.

There is river whose streams make glad the city of God,
The holy dwelling places of the Most High.
God is in the midst of her, she will not be moved;
God will help her when morning dawns.
The nations made an uproar, the kingdoms tottered;
He raised His voice, the earth melted.
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.

Come, behold the works of the Lord,
Who has wrought desolations in the earth.
He makes wars to cease to the end of the earth;
He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two;
He burns the chariots with fire.
"Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth."
The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold.