Thursday, January 15, 2009

quinta-feira

I've started school - and that is great. Freshman in college after, what, 5 years I think. Yup. I enjoy my classes: English 1010, Math 950, and cross-training. Pretty light load, as I was nervous about returning to school. Next semester will be a full load.

A very pretty girl sat across from now, and pretty girls make me really nervous. I feel a mixture of giddiness, something sly, and I think, "maybe I'll say something, but probably not."

Rebecca broke up with me. She said she felt the Spirit prompted her to do so. I wasn't surprised that she dumped me. A little surprised it took that long. She's a very good girl and very in tune with the Spirit. I've got such a huge amount of garbage hanging over me, I'm surprised it ever started. She really is exceptional in that she not only hears, but obeys the Spirit. Who would do something like that? She really felt like she loved me, and then went ahead and distinguished the relationship because she had a feeling to do so that she credited to the Spirit of God. I don't know how many people would do that. I doubt there are many. Well - I doubt there are many who do so, and are correct in recognizing the Spirit. Some do it because it's their own feeling, but such is not the case with Rebecca. I just hope she continues that way, and she'll only continue to develop that incredible quality and be a blessing to whomever surrounds her. The mere presence of someone like that brings light to those they are around. Truth is light, and I imagine it's like bringing a bright light into a room, her presence. I don't say that from emotional attachment to her, because I'm actually rather emotionally detached. I thought I was doing a lot better, but when she told me game over, I didn't really care. I don't care. Part of my logic cares (more of it doesn't), but my heart doesn't care at all. I felt no pain. I even felt relieved. That reminds me of a stupid short story I just read called "The Story of an Hour". Man, I hated that story. In my English paper I wrote about how ridiculous the woman's feelings were, but my statement only a few lines back proves my hypocrisy. Maybe a lot of us are like this. I hope not. I think it's awful. Awful.

I pick my MOS (Military Occupational Specialty) tonight. I'm excited to be enlisting in the Army Reserves. My only fear is that we will end up going to war with Israel. I do not want the United States to go to war with Israel. Hamas is obviously in the wrong, and should be quickly dismantled, and anyone who disagrees has some sort of mental deficiency. I haven't read for myself, but I hear President Obama is headed in that direction - war with Israel. What would I do? Jared gives good reasoning that these are the signs of the times, but I hope not. I'm not ready - I'm not temple worthy. Could it really be now? I understand that things can change and happen very quickly. Opinions can change in seconds. Nations can be brought to the boiling point within hours.

Anyway - that's all I'm going to get into for today.

Stay classy San Fransisco.

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