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We all know the worst of ourselves. We all try to hide it. We all have faults and we all worry, at one time or another, about what people are going to think of these faults. Some of us worry that we're too silly, too eccentric, too annoying, too creepy, too clingy, too self-involved.

But we also don't seem to know where the line is between bragging and affirming ourselves. Some of us leap to one side and are completely concerned with raising ourselves up. Others of us jump to the other side and insist on thinking the worst of ourselves. Why can't we find a happy medium, where we understand our weaknesses and are pleased about our strengths?

I am eccentric. I'm off the wall crazy sometimes. I can definitely be annoying. I'm stubborn and I don't take criticism very well. I talk too much. And I try too hard sometimes. But I'm also caring. I love being silly and I laugh a lot (and I LOVE to make others laugh). I am generous. I love to make people happy. I feel incredibly deeply, so when you are sad I will mourn with you, but when you are joyful I will rejoice with you. I love to share my joy with people.

What's the best thing about being you?

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I need to finish my paper.

But regardless of how good it is, it will be done by tomorrow morning. Regardless of how well my exams go, they'll be done in 63 hours. I'll be home in 72.

And the playoffs continue.

Listening to: Cigarette - Jeremy Fisher

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I would LOVE to take a course on Satan, or Nietzsche, or go back and do intro theo again (now that I would actually appreciate it). I'd be so interested in reading about how we can understand suffering or how we as Christians should treat alcohol consumption or the presence of demons in the world. Instead, I have to try to focus on this reading (and the subsequent journal) on encountering other religions.

Listening to: Now I Know - Gabe Bondoc

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Okay, it's been 222 days since I moved into my room at the beginning of the year. Let's just take a moment and think about the fact that that is three 2s, in a row. WOW.

Getting drunk on a Tuesday night is a really fun idea. Not necessarily such a good idea. But it was an excellent way to finish the year (even though it's not quite done). Mix roommates, a music friend, and a couple randoms from Concordia and you get an awesome group of dancing, singing, hilarious people.

Also, I have the sweetest professors:

Dr Hales: offers me extension after extension, gives me a hug, and tells me she will be praying for me. Also gives us our exam essay question in advance. Brings English arrowroots to class. The list goes on. Favourite English professor.

Dr Stolte: tells us we'll have to work our asses off on the final, but then proceeds to tell us exactly what the questions are gonna be. Also just makes us laugh all the time, but we still learn which is awesome.

Melanie: worked with us with infinite patience and humour all year despite everything going on with her daughter's diagnosis, and produced the whole choir CD and was just generally amazing.

I'm SO excited to get out of here and go home for the summer, get away from roommates and papers, but I'm gonna miss certain things a lot.

Bittersweet, like everything else.

Listening to: False Creek Change - Said the Whale

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9 days!

I am so pumped to go home! I can't even do homework in my room cause all I want to do is pack, despite how annoying it is to go through everything. It's also super annoying that I can't really reach my desk anymore because of the seven boxes lined up on my floor.

All that's left to do is get through 8 pages of English paper, 8 pages of Honduras journalling, two theo journals, and four exams. And a take-home.

Listening to: Falling Slowly - Glen Hansard

nostalgia

I loved last April.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRnHwHU9i54

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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