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Just broke the two week mark! In two weeks from yesterday, I will be HOME. What a good feeling. The not-so-good part: in that time, I have two papers to write, a gazillion things to do in terms of fundraising for Honduras, and we are supposed to have done all the readings for our retreat...tomorrow. Of which I have done none.

However, I just wrote a letter to hopefully be put in the bulletin at church. I have a huge problem with asking people for money so that was pretty hard to write but whatever. We need prayer as much as funds so it's an awareness thing too.

Time to work on my paper! Hope you are all having a good day =)

Listening to: Lion - Gabe Bondoc

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I can't believe how irresponsible I am with food.

I love Sundays though. I love afternoons at the house. It's time to get away from the school and the apartments and time to hang out with all these people that I love. Time to share in some delicious soup and time to play some solid games (like speed scrabble). I just love the house I think. I love that their door is always open, regardless of whether anyone is even free. I have an open invitation for when there is nobody there and I just need to get away from my roommates. I love how enthusiastic all of them are too, about everything. Having me and my (grumpy) roommates over for dinner? So exciting! Benefit concert with Translators (and others) on their living room floor? It'll be a blast!! I wish my roommates were like that (they can hardly tolerate loud laughing). Honduras time is a-coming. Got some fundraisers to plan, some reading to do, an SA funding proposal to write. Canadian lit paper due Thursday, mission paper due April 5, English lit paper due April 11. That's barely two weeks away, can you believe it? 9 days later I'll be home, and 13 days after that I'll be on the way to Honduras! How in the world does time pass so fast? Battle of the Bands was on Friday night and it was a BLAST. Unlike last year, where half of the 9 or 10 bands were just kidding around and not very good, all of the 8 bands from Friday were somewhere between good and excellent. Thank you Jaki and the White Kids for proving that you can go on stage in tights and still rock your set. Handsome Men's Club for third and Hot Air Balloon Racers for second (or the other way around?) and Jazz Hands for first! Man I love the band names. Interesting fact: Jaki and the White Kids was formerly the Testostertones, before Jaki. Glad to see they've got some multiculturalism going on. Life is good. Stressful and busy and surprising, but so good. Listening to: Living in Colour - Frightened Rabbit Cosmic Love - Florence and the Machine

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You are amazing.

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Twice Shy: Should You Shave Your Legs?

Priceless. Ignore whatever crap is posted around it.

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a good day

today was student leader training. I was not looking forward to having to get up at 8 but it was actually pretty easy to wake up, and it was a good morning/afternoon of talking, learning, getting to know each other, and some planning. I'm a lot more excited than I thought I'd be, too. I didn't know a lot of the other student leaders before today but it looks like it'll be a good group, and the MCs are going to be really awesome too. There's eight of us: Kaden, Chantelle, Latasha, Melanie, Will, Jason, Tessa, and me. Stacey and Ethan are worship assistants so they're technically part of the team too, and I'm really excited for that because I like (or at least can handle working with) everybody on the team. So that is really encouraging.

We also went roller skating tonight. I've got some excellent (painful) battle scars from my four brutal falls and my one more gentle one. I've got a huge bump right under my right knee, road rash on my left (which is really a bruise, massive bump, and road rash all in one), and I'm pretty sure I can't sleep on my left side tonight cause of landing on my hip so much. I felt better watching Kaden biff it trying to do dance moves in his crazy eighties outfit, and seeing Heather try (and dramatically fail) to crouch down and skate between Kristin's legs. It was pretty great all around and would probably be such a great King's event. I'm envisioning the entire rink taken up by King's people, "dancing" to Don't Stop Believing and playing games like Red Light, Green Light.

By the way, roller skating is MUCH harder than roller blading. Keep that in mind before you judge.

Listening to: Rhythm of Love - Plain White T's

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Please don't tell me you think it's okay to minimize the deaths of over a thousand people by saying, "Everything happens for a reason" and "It sucks, but it's our own fault. Earth's trying to tell us something". A forest fire is good for cleaning out the forest and making room for new growth. People are not trees. Keeping the world from getting more overpopulated than it already is does NOT make an earthquake good. And it is insensitive to act as though this is merely a lesson learned ("we need to get our shit together") instead of the disaster that it is. We should be able to take some time to mourn.

I read somewhere that we are incapable of recognizing people as individuals in groups numbering more than 20. So maybe you just don't understand the magnitude of 1000+ people dead and thousands more missing.

PS. "We" aren't dying. People across the world are. So don't tell me "we're" dying because of our own actions.

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Apparently Julia's coming to Edmonton next week. Vince commented on her status saying, "Worst." Hey frick, Vince, Edmonton is BEST. You only wish you lived here. You know what's friggin awesome? Walking to class and having the sun be super warm on my back while my breath fogs the air in front of me. Where else does that happen?

Minus the fact that I woke up this morning with the sunshine pouring in my window and looked over to see the sun rising over the industrial park. And that's when I realized that when the snow finally does melt, it'll be pretty darn ugly anyway. Most depressing moment ever. And my poor friend who got in a minor car accident on the weekend...and then almost got hit again less than 48 hours later. Sometimes I seriously hate this city.