Showing posts with label Physics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Physics. Show all posts

Thursday, October 14, 2010

The Past Week + Peanut (a puppy) + A Prayer Request

Last Friday I worked again for the first time in almost two weeks, which was strange. The club is now a five dollar foot long, which is just crazy considering how expensive the meats are. There were a couple new menu items and new shirts and new buttons on the register, so I was asking more questions than I like, but eventually I think I got caught up. Glad to be working again :D.

Saturday I took the SAT! I'm nervous about sending my scores, since I don't know what they are. I'm trying to find a way around that at the moment. Other than not finishing the essay part for the third stinkin' time, I think I did alright.

Sunday I worked again, and Monday night when I got out of the shower my mom, who had just come home from work, knocked on the bathroom door and asked me to open it. I said I wasn't decent and she said to open the door, and I knew something was definitely up. She normally just breaks in. We have a sliding door. But anyway, I opened it and what did I see? The face of a miniature Doxen puppy. I didn't say anything because I was in shock, then later I asked "Can it walk?" because it wasn't walking and its legs are just so tiny! Then I asked my mom "So, what's the story?", wondering if it was a rescue or someone she knew was selling puppies or what. And she said "What do you mean, 'what's the story'? I bought a dog!" and walked off XD. As of now, his name is Peanut. And he is way too cute :). I ended up on puppy duty Monday night, and I blocked off the corner of the fireplace room with a table and the kennel(with newspaper) and a footstool, then slept on the floor with the baby. He kept trying to eat me, including my hair, but eventually got under the blanket with me and we fell asleep.

Tuesday I finally mailed my application for finalist standing in the National Merit Scholarship competition! My essay was pathetic, but at least I got it done :). The wonderful teacher who wrote my letter of recommendation for it signed the form, and it was finally COMPLETE :D. Went to Spanish class and learned about RADICAL stem changes. My teacher said RADICAL at least 27 times, trying to make sure we understood just how RADICAL a change it was. "o-ue is RADICAL. RADICAL stem changes. Do you understand what I'm saying? It is RADICAL! Not ordinary stem changes, RADICAL!!!". I ended up laughing XD. After class, went to the mall and mailed the magical envelope with the application inside. And it was the last day within the deadline too… cut that one close!

Wednesday in Physics I ran down a hallway and was supposed to knock a bag of beans out of the teachers hand. I hit it on my arm, and my arm turned red and a little welty. I hit it a teeny bit harder than I should've :D lol. I also dropped a bag of beans when I passed him, and that one burst open all over the place… so maybe I was just moving a mite too fast… though I wasn't really RUNNING, you know? World History was interesting enough, talked about Greece and then Rome, both of which I was actually interested in. I didn't fall asleep in class :).

Today, Thursday, I didn't work! I've been doing homework all day, and I've finally got each vacation picture from Tuesday saved as a draft, and am almost done working on moving them into one post. Some of my favorite pictures from the vacation are of my family and myself, but I won't be posting those, so not ALL of my favorites will be shared. But most will be :). I've also gotten to play with the puppy some today :D. It is CRAZY!

Tomorrow, Friday, I'm working again :). The local highschool is having a football game, and we should be really busy! I haven't worked game night before, and am excited/nervous. We'll see if I can 'handle it' ;). I didn't get but three days this week, and am hoping to get more next week. I miss my customers!

LAST NOTE: My Aunt just found out that her husband has lymphoma. Please, those of you who pray, pray for him, and for her. She has been through so much, and only married him last year. I'd never seen her so happy, and it kills me that she is in pain again. Thank you for any thoughts and prayers.

Until next time I get to catch my breath and TYPE,

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"But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying..."


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(¸.· Elizabeth *´¨)
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Sunday, September 12, 2010

x = God's Forgiveness. Problem 31, Solve for x.

On Wednesday, I was running on empty, and didn't have my homework done, and was very confused about where the week went. I mean, honestly, it's like I just left the classroom and went to work, fished for a day, then went back to school the next morning. So I was in the car in the parking lot working on a Physics test which was supposed to be completed and graded by class, then turned in. My Physics teacher pulls up beside us (my dad drove that day), and he sees what I'm working on. And smiles and nods at me, says hey to my dad, and goes inside. I'm making a great impression this school year, aren't I? If I hadn't been completely emotionally detached (which happens when I'm stressed or would/should be upset), I'd have been embarrassed and wanted to curl up and die. And looking back on it, yeah that would've been appropriate. Instead I just thought to myself Congratulations Elizabeth, you've just disappointed someone you respect. Again. I ended up running out of time, not finishing it, and having to tell my teacher I didn't complete it, though he saw me working on it. I apologized for not completing my homework, and he said "It's okay. Just get caught up" with another smile.

I'm honestly baffled. I don't understand... mercy, I suppose, is the word I'm looking for. I deserved to be reprimanded, at the very least. A lowered grade perhaps. And it frustrates me that I screwed up that bad, and didn't get punished in any way, shape, or form. And this is probably my biggest problem when it comes to my faith, I don't understand how someone can forgive and show mercy like that. It isn't logical or normal in this world. I've been raised with a punishment-and-reward type mindset, and most people I know operate in that manner. So when I make mistakes, I fully expect the worst. And then, I'm almost disappointed to find myself forgiven. And, without intending to, punish myself by dwelling on it.

I can't even fathom God's forgiveness, it is so completely beyond my comprehension... to send His only Son to die on the cross for ALL of our sins and screwups and murders, to pay the price for it all, so that we don't have to... that love amazes me, in so many ways for so many reasons. I'm a disappointment to myself, because I fear becoming a disappointment to others and failure in general, and it causes me to hesitate and procrastinate. I hate it, and I hate that I'm a disappointment to God. But He forgives me...I don't deserve it. I can't earn it, no matter how hard I work to make myself perfect. I can't get rid of it, no matter how bad a mistake I make and no matter how many times I mess up, He won't stop. And I'm honestly tired of punishing myself all the time with self-loathing, so I've decided to cut it out already. To stop dwelling on my lack of understanding. My human mind cannot compute God's forgiveness into an equation, it is pure and beautiful and infinite, and I need to do just one thing: accept it. It will never be balanced. The best thing I can do is to try and use the gifts God has given me, my mind and heart and potential, for His glory, to the very best of my ability. And that is exactly what I'm going to do.


P.S. I was planning on doing a post about my school day, which was actually fairly interesting. I know this kind of went off on a tangent, but it is where my heart and mind took me, and I followed, and here it ends. Thanks for reading,

--
"But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying..."


´¨)
¸.·´¸.·*´¨)*´¨)
(¸.·´¸.·*´¨) *
(¸.· Elizabeth *´¨)
¸.·´ ¸.·*´¨) *
(¸.·´*