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*sigh*
"Dr Bickersteth, this paper is my best quality work. It's a quality paper, and I'm expecting a D from you."
I tried to write what was required, but I couldn't lie to myself long enough to write a whole paper that I do not believe in. For me to write without drawing any significance from outside situations, for me to write solely about what the text says, with no innovative thought, with no creativity or subjective narrative, I would have to degrade my sanity to an unreasonable degree.
"Just don't worry about what he'll think kiddo! Just write the best paper you can, write it how you think it should be written." ~Greg
So, that's what I did. If I do say so myself, the paper is pretty insightful and creative. There are a few things I would try to clarify more if I had a chance. A few things I could perhaps change to please Bickersteth a little more, but for all I know, it would make it worse. I don't understand that man. I wish I did, I wish I was learning something from this class.
Oh well, on a more personal note, I'm empty of valuable things to think or say. I just am right now. I'm happy, but there isn't much going on upstairs. So, I won't waste any more of your time writing about nothing. I do have a sort of desire to touch the outside world in a sesitive way, or let outside stimuli touch my soul, but these things cannot be forced.
I've been doing a lot of required singing. Next week is going to be a marathon. I've been thinking a lot about my sister and the team on thier mission trip, and I've been listening to blu's new cd. I LOVE IT by the way. That sums up Beth for now. That and trying to maintain relationships with God and with Greg. My relationships with them are similar in some ways. I just love them both more than life itself, and I want nothing more than to love them more. With how open and personal I am with Gregory, it makes it even more amazing that God loves me deeper and more fervently than Gregory ever will. I really like it when Greg acknowledges that to God when we pray together. I can't explain it. There's just something about the people you love stepping aside when it comes to God's love for you, and doing anything they can to spur you on to keep your relationship up when you've been slacking off or getting distracted.
Okay, well Greg's teasing me for writing novels... oopps.. now Abigail is commenting on the length of my livejournals. I guess it's time to quit. As wade would say, ttfn (ta ta for now.)
Greg want's you to know that that's from Winnie the Pooh. Never mind. Okay, double never mind. He does want you to know. Okay, I'm done. Gotta press send before I get murdered for being a dork.
"Dr Bickersteth, this paper is my best quality work. It's a quality paper, and I'm expecting a D from you."
I tried to write what was required, but I couldn't lie to myself long enough to write a whole paper that I do not believe in. For me to write without drawing any significance from outside situations, for me to write solely about what the text says, with no innovative thought, with no creativity or subjective narrative, I would have to degrade my sanity to an unreasonable degree.
"Just don't worry about what he'll think kiddo! Just write the best paper you can, write it how you think it should be written." ~Greg
So, that's what I did. If I do say so myself, the paper is pretty insightful and creative. There are a few things I would try to clarify more if I had a chance. A few things I could perhaps change to please Bickersteth a little more, but for all I know, it would make it worse. I don't understand that man. I wish I did, I wish I was learning something from this class.
Oh well, on a more personal note, I'm empty of valuable things to think or say. I just am right now. I'm happy, but there isn't much going on upstairs. So, I won't waste any more of your time writing about nothing. I do have a sort of desire to touch the outside world in a sesitive way, or let outside stimuli touch my soul, but these things cannot be forced.
I've been doing a lot of required singing. Next week is going to be a marathon. I've been thinking a lot about my sister and the team on thier mission trip, and I've been listening to blu's new cd. I LOVE IT by the way. That sums up Beth for now. That and trying to maintain relationships with God and with Greg. My relationships with them are similar in some ways. I just love them both more than life itself, and I want nothing more than to love them more. With how open and personal I am with Gregory, it makes it even more amazing that God loves me deeper and more fervently than Gregory ever will. I really like it when Greg acknowledges that to God when we pray together. I can't explain it. There's just something about the people you love stepping aside when it comes to God's love for you, and doing anything they can to spur you on to keep your relationship up when you've been slacking off or getting distracted.
Okay, well Greg's teasing me for writing novels... oopps.. now Abigail is commenting on the length of my livejournals. I guess it's time to quit. As wade would say, ttfn (ta ta for now.)
Greg want's you to know that that's from Winnie the Pooh. Never mind. Okay, double never mind. He does want you to know. Okay, I'm done. Gotta press send before I get murdered for being a dork.