Wow, the musical is finally over. I'm amazed at how well it went and how many people showed up. There were a lot of people there! Austin ran off 99 programs, and we ran out, so we copied off about fifteen more before it started. Many of the audience I didn't know and had never seen before, but that was even better!
Now I'm so excited I don't think I'll be able to sleep! We did it!
Eric is home from Nationals. Everything is back to normal--if that's what you call it.
We will have a decent production of Psalty's Camping Adventure Saturday evening. I'm so thankful for our director; she's done a fantastic job this year. I'm looking forward to seeing the final thing. :)
I'm almost liking school again. I get to write this paper on my family history in English. I didn't mean to make it a big deal, but now I'm going to write about my great and great-great grandfathers. Since I never met them and know very little about them, I'm going to outside sources for help. It's kinda cool, I get to learn about an Irish immigrant.
That's my story.
I tried to play with my template, doing my own colours and everything. Unfortunately, something went haywire between the preview and the republishing. It failed. Now I have a different template, but it is sure to change as soon as I find something new and better. I'm sorry you couldn't read my profound opinions for a day.
Right now I'm writing a report on Great Expectations. I recently realized I do like writing book reports; I just take forever to get into them. When I wrote a report on Oliver Twist, I spent hours and many sheets of paper trying to find the perfect approach. Finally, I ended up writing a three-page evaluation of the characters. This time I'm pointing out the themes in Great Expectations. It should be fun. I remember when I hated writing book reports, especially when I had to tell the plot. I even tried to get Eric to write it for me. He refused. So I sat down and started writing. Eventually, I had a three-page plot and a two-page everything else. Once I start, I have to include every detail, and the words just pour out. It's so fun! :D
Now that I've spent ten minutes describing my delight in writing book reports, I should walk the talk. Oh, joy.
A certain someone complained that no one had updated recently. In response, I am now updating. However, I think that this certain someone should update and set an example for certain persona in the International Network.
Has anyone wondered why when someone says a pun, he inserts parentheses -- whether or not he intended the pun? It just seems a little stupid to say if he meant to pun on a word because it would be like immediately telling the answer to a joke and forcing everybody to laugh, whether they got it or not. I think that you should covertly insert puns and not point them out for the whole world to see. This way, it's all the funnier for readers.
That's the extent of my opinions right now. The weather outside is sooooooo nice. I opened my bathroom window most of the day and let the cool breeze float through into my room as I sprawled out on my floor with my schoolbooks. It certainly made school more enjoyable.
I did something kinda sorta strange (to some people) today: I read the last quarter of Gone with the Wind, but technically, I've only made it to chapter six. Now I know how everything turns out and don't want to read the middle of the book. I think I will anyway. It's not a hard book to read. I just wish Ms. Mitchell had lived long enough to write another book.
I only have two more music performances before the end of the school year. My antepenultimate performance was Saturday -- a piano recital. It didn't go really well, but I thought I faked my piece pretty well. You couldn't tell how much I goofed unless you really knew the song. I hope not many people did. :P
Today my favorite school subject is putting everything away. I know it's lame and not really a subject, but I love organizing all the books and work and packing them away, never to use again. I don't really mind grading, either, but I like recording the grades more. Isn't it so weird? :D
As I was cleaning up the dinner dishes this afternoon, I came to the conclusion that everybody, whether he is the president of the United States or a school janitor, has something to prove. He may have to prove that he can lead a nation or keep a clean floor, but he is going to make sure he does a good job. I myself will admit that I want others to have faith in my abilities. I get upset when my sister tries to help me in the kitchen because I want everybody to praise me for my achievements and to see that "I can do it myself!" It's a sinful desire in all our hearts.
One area in which we try to prove ourselves is in salvation. We don't want God to take control and so attempt to downplay the gift He gave us through His Son. The Law, if kept perfectly, provides a way of salvation. However, no one can keep it all because we are sinners. Unfortunately, we are slaves to that Law before Christ intervenes. The point is, we try to prove ourselves competent even in the realm regarding our souls.
As you go about your daily activities, think about your actions. Think about what they mean and if you are serving God with them. If you are not, you are probably serving yourself and trying to prove that you don't need Him and that you can do it yourself.
"And now, O Israel, what does the LORD your God ask of you but to fear the LORD your God, to walk in all his ways, to love him, to serve the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul" (Deut. 10:12).
