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| On campus, all day, every day people are debating and shoving flyers at me and trying to get me to the polls (I already voted!) and driving me INSANE! Every SINGLE channel, every other commercial, every news story. They are bad mouthing each other, repeating the same things over and over and just playing games. How many of them actually have the country's, the people's best interest at heart? Pfft. I can't wait till this election is over! Not that I don't feel passionately about many issues. I think Barak Obama is a manipulative inexperienced deceitful evil man who is capitalizing on people's ignorance, fear and selfishness... not to mention the media bias and his excessive campaign spending (see title). So I hope McCain wins. But I hate politics.
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| I am very very very tired. I was tired 5 hours ago. I've worked 4 shifts in a row, and we were busier today than I've ever seen. I had 7 tables at once at one point! Oh, and the air was broken. It was nuts. Then, Laura made me take her to the beach. Yeah, every muscle in my body is tired. I have no idea why I'm still awake. I'm very much looking forward to this weekend. | | |
| Well, in case anyone was wondering (although apparently no one was,
since nobody called me all week!) I went to Disney with Shane and his
family. Aaaand, it was absolutely magical. I have been to Disney a
dozen times and never had as much fun as I did this week. And his
family is just so sweet. I didn't want to leave. I was supposed to go
home Wednesday, but Shane drove me back a couple hours before I had to
work Friday morning.
And that's when harsh reality set in. Friday was the absolute worst
day at work ever! Ok, granted I've only been there a couple weeks, but
it will probably (hopefully) go down as the worst day ever. It was
really busy, and I messed up so many things, and I had to have the
manager come fix it all. It was horrible. I actually started crying.
I mean, I didn't have a breakdown or anything, but I was just so
upset. oy. All the servers (and my manager) were really nice about it
though. They were all telling me their stories about how much they
messed up when they first started, and I felt a little less idiotic.
Just a little.
Then today was great, I didn't mess up at all. The only thing that is
really starting to bug me is that a lot of people freakin tip like less
than 10%!! Do you know how messed up that is?! I had a table with a
$45 check today, and I did a really good job with everything (for
once), they left me $2. I just can't believe that. I have always left
20% whenever I go out to dinner. People are so dumb- especially
teenagers, they suck at tipping. I got 75 cents from some punk kid the
other night.
Oh well.
So, this is random. We're going to Zion tomorrow (that would be the
church we left last year because of all the drama). The pastor was
eventually found guilty of all the stuff my parents (and others) were
confronting him about and he (and most of his "followers") left the
church to start their own. So now a bunch of people have
called/written our family apologizing and asking us to come back. My
parents said they don't think God is leading them back there, but since
they're not sure, we're at least going to visit. I kinda happy. I
think it'll be really nice to be back, even though I know it'll be way
different.
Now, I sleep. | | |
| - At some point while typing this, I really started to confuse myself, so I switched to bullets.
- Today,
I did yard work. I don't usually do this sort of thing, but my mom
wanted the landscaping redone for Mother's Day. So, I weeded and dug
and raked and mulched. And it was actually kinda fun. I got seriously
dirty, I mean, my mom wouldn't even let me come in the house without
cleaning up outside. I felt like a little kid. Then, when I was done,
I looked at the beautiful plant-art I had created and felt quite
pleased. : ) << pleased face. The only bad part was that I
forgot that rosebushes had thorns. Heh, that sounds like some sort of
emo metaphor. But literally, I just went traipsing through the
rosebushes. Soooo, I'm a little scratched up now. Ow.
- I start
work on Tuesday. It'll be nice to have money, but as far as I
remember, working sucks. Well, at least the job I had sucked. I
seriously felt like quitting every day. Maybe this will be different.
Waitressing should be fun, right?
- I went to church last night
for the first time in a month. My mom said she didn't really want to
visit a church on Mother's Day, but I felt like I had been deprived of
oxygen. So, Laura and I went to Calvary, and I really enjoyed it.
Their pastor is a bit of a goofball, but the sermon was still really
good. It was about wealth/riches. I would say he
made some really good points, but everything he said was just straight
out of scripture. He just laid it out:
- ("It is easier for
a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to get
into heaven.", "Do not grow accustom to the things of this world, for
this world as we know it will soon pass away.", "Money is the root of
all evil.") We are so engrossed in a culture that says "achieve, earn,
accomplish, upgrade", and I have a tendency to get lost in it. I think
it's because money (or at the moment, education which equals money)
provides security. False security, and false independence. It's
almost like I'm saying "If I get a degree, and a good job, and save my
money, I don't have to rely on anyone else- even God." I think that's
exactly what Jesus was referring to with the camel comment. It's a lot
easier to forget God when you think you don't need him to provide for
you. Not that I want to be poor, but I think those of us (our entire
country?) who are incredibly blessed with stuff,
have to be very careful not to worship it. It's all nothing. And when
I really stop and think about that, I'm actually relieved, even
excited. I'm glad that none of this really matters. I know that I
would never be satisfied. All the clothes or cars or money in the
world are nothing compared to the kingdom I was made for. Every time I
stop and remember that, I can't help but close my eyes and smile.
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