Tuesday, December 10, 2002
Well, so far, I have two A's -- in theatre and paleontology. My other three classes are still sort of a toss-up; I'll find out how I fared as the week goes on. But the two A's are very good and encouraging.
Well... they're good, and yet they're bad. One the one hand, they're A's, which is good for my GPA. On the other hand, they're not very hard-earned A's. Take theatre, for example: I did not buy either of the books necessary for this class, I skipped class, missed writing assignments, did not read any of the assigned plays, never studied for tests, and wrote all of my papers the night before or the morning of the due date. And I got an A for this. In paleontology I had similar habits... let's just say sleeping in had a lot more appeal on Tuesday and Thursday mornings.
So now that I've proven myself able to slide by like this, there's a part of me that says, "Screw class, Teri! You can skip and slack off and still come out with a perfect GPA!" although I know that this sort of attitude is not a good one to adopt, and I know it would come back to haunt me. But it's just so tempting. So tempting.
On Wednesday, both Micki and I are off work, so we are (or I am, anyway) planning on a Christmas shopping expedition. As it is now, I have exactly one present for one person taken care of; everything else, I'm clueless about. This is not good. I should make a list of ideas or something. I've never been a big "gifts" person -- though I really, truly enjoy giving gifts. Watching someone beam as they open a wonderful gift is one of the best feelings.
Holidays haven't gotten to me quite yet -- I'm still in the stage where secular Christmas carols over the loudspeakers in grocery stores and shopping malls are only somewhat irritating. But, I'm sure I'll be tired of them soon enough. It's the worldly frenzy of Christmas that drives me insane -- but I love Advent, and everything about the church during the season. It's quiet and preparatory, all decorated in pink and violet, and just walking into the church during Advent makes me forget, for a while, all the craziness outside. And that reminds me of a wonderful little story I recently read, courtesy of Alec (who always seems to be able to find things like this within moments), which pretty much sums up how I feel about the holidays: Xmas and Christmas, by C.S. Lewis.
Fortunately, Xmas ends on December 25 -- but I think the celebration of Christmas can last year round. Or, at least, it should -- each Sunday Christians celebrate the birth, death, and resurrection of Christ, and the sentiments of peace and love and goodwill that are the "trademarks" of the holidays are things that we should try to share always. As someone once said, "Christmas is a feeling, not a season". Well, it's more than a feeling, but you get the idea. :)
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