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IBL 8

ACK NEIN!! DUMB mistake!!  I worked on an assignment for almost 2 days that isn't due for almost 2 weeks... as opposed to working on something that is due this week.  The server had a misleading timeline that made it look like I was supposed to complete certain things this week, but actually, it just means I start working on "experiences" this week.  Ach oh well, Jsis said that I should just stay ahead so that I don't have to do school over Thanksgiving or Christmas break.

Alright - now for 15 minutes of nonstop thinking and writing.  Daddy says I'm addicted to BlimeyCow, which I'm not because if BlimeyCow were to disappear, I wouldn't die.  I just watch their new videos very soon after they come out.  How else is a nerd supposed to demonstrate obsession?

Oh by the way - this is my favorite depiction of a nerd:
Does anyone else ever feel that Social Adept-ness is just being able to sugar-coat everything you say so people like you?  Lots of times, at least?  Smooth-talking people come to mind when I think of people with good social abilities.  It's not always intentional nor is it with bad motives, but they are so accustomed to perfectly portraying what they are saying so that it is accepted, it seems like a facade to cover up a fear of not being accepted.  NO, this is not true of everybody, but it's just what comes to my mind.

Listening to a Christmas song in August - Glorious, Wonderful Emmanuel... one that I have been listening to all year.   It reminds me what a humongous change Christ made when He was born on earth of a virgin.  The Creator of the universe became a man permanently to save His creations.  He allowed His body to be broken by His creations to pay for their crimes, in the past, in the present, and in the future, and to make us His brothers and God's sons.  He made the ultimate sacrifice, and we NEVER have reason to complain.  We are in Christ and He is in us.  We know Him and through Him we know the Father.  That union with the God of the universe needs to sink in.

I. have. been. sucked. into. Christian. rap. music... nooooooo...  *side glance at influential college friend* Hey - I listen to 7+ hours of classical music a day.  Asis practices piano 4 hours a day; Jsis practices 3 hours a day, and then I try to squeeze in some practice in early mornings and late evenings.  I can listen to some brain-frying music without sacrificing my intelligence toooo much.  But seriously, there's some awesome theology in there.  The CCM and Christian Pop music is sounding all the same now and they repeat a phrase too much.  And goodness, the play on words are mind-boggling.  And sometimes, the rap music has pretty neat music theory.  KB, Trip Lee, Lecrae, 116, etc. are on my playlist a lot now... and a little bit of Britt Nicole... but she doesn't have much rap, I don't think?
I wonder when I will fall into the traps of Jazz.

Did I mention?  ACTON homework is hard!! I have to do a lot of thinking and opinion-giving!  And you know how one of CP's purposes is to keep students accountable through their coaching?  Acton takes accountability up like 50 notches.  Not only are you kept accountable by staff, a mentor, and your running partner, but YOU have to keep your running partner accountable!  And man, I have to be open about my weaknesses a lot.  There's no hiding my not-up-to-par business knowledge or my immaturity overall using big vocabulary words.  Nope, give YOUR own thoughts about what YOU think about YOURSELF.  I can't lie (in case you thought I might be resorting to that sinful method), but it's like scalding hot hosewater in July blasting in my face splashing, "You have a ton to learn!  Don't think you can get away with do the mediocre".  I have to pray before and after each assignment, quadruple check every question and answer, and breathe deeply during writing in order to feel peace about my work.
You're going to graduate school, kid.  They aren't going to treat you like a kid anymore.  They expect you to do an adult's job, and to do it well, or else: You. Are. OUT.

Whoops, I went 3 minutes over the limit.  That was fun!  Now off to scheduling the rest of the year with my sister... toodles!

~CJ

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