There was once a time when I was more eloquent on my blog. Perhaps it was when I felt like more was happening. The weather would fit with my emotions, and my life felt as though it had a little more meaning.
That's not to say that life feels meaningless, but in my "eloquent days", the little things seemed more significant. Most events seemed to have some heightened meaning to them. A drive home, was not just a drive home, and so demanded language to do justice to what I felt was occurring. At the moment I feel like I'm just waiting to look back and see how this all fits in the big scheme of things.
Yesterday at college we were asked to say how we were feeling in meteorological terms. I said I was feeling like a grey, cloudy day, every now and again it'd be a little drizzly. I was looking forward to sun at the end of the day, which was the forecast, but it could start raining at anytime. It could go either way really.
Other people said they were feeling dry and needed refreshing rain. It was interesting for me I was hoping for the sun, for others they were hoping for the rain.
I'm writing a sermon at the moment and God is big, that's what the Bible tells me.
My life here in Chatswood is coming to an end.
The party is over. The revelers have gone home. Then again, there were only seven of us revelers, so I would call it more of a gathering, than a party, but it was pleasent enough anyway. We played the dictionary game.
Today I finished my last class in Field Education at college. The subject is finished and I've passed. Wahoo! I'm only four subjects away from my Advanced Diploma. Bah!
We had small groups tonight and there were only 13 boys this week. Gosh it's difficult chasing 13 boys around a back yard trying to get them to write testimonies. Yikes! I'm looking forward to the day we get to halve the small groups again.
We went an saw Sons of Korah play tonight. They were good. The guitar player was tops. I've fogotten his name but he did good.
On the way home our front left tire was squealing so we pulled over to have a look. Martin and I did a lot of crouching and and looking. I got my hands dirty. I felt like a man. After doing nothing, we drove off and the wheel was fixed. Good on us.
I have finished all my Field Education assessments and managed to watch a documentary on Mick Jagger. How could life be better?
Whom have I in heaven but you?
And earth has nothing I desire besides you.
Psalm 73:25
I have too much to do. Really.
I would list everything but I think that is silly. My strict adherence to my day off means that I'm packing everything in. Actually, it's my strict adherence to my day off and leasure activities, like Pub and so on. But I believe that it is better to have a good time and be a little stressed, than have a boring time, and have less stress.
Yeah.
I don't like hair cuts. They always scare me and now I feel stupid. I probably look stupid too. More stupid than normal.
My hairdresser was friendly, but seemed determined to bludgeon me to death with various plastic hair dressing implements, or choke me to death with that roll of toilet paper they put around your neck.
At least I won't have to go back for another few months.
Look Mum, I'm famous!
Funny, I stuck a religious picture which made me laugh on my blog, and now I'm the fame of the internet. Ok, so maybe not famous. But here I'm a religious fanatic. And here he can't figure me out.
That's great, I always wanted to be popular.
Next week I'll stick a picture of how well God punishes gay people on my blog and the hits will go through the roof!
That was a joke by the way.
If I fell in love with me, it'd be a worry.
Although I reckon it would be one of those things where everyone would say "We always knew it would happen sooner or later."
Phil, Guin and Helen just came around to my place. It was good. We talked for a long time. I have been reminded again, that my family is fantastic. I have got to be one of the most blessed people around. I did nothing to deserve it but I got born into a wonderful family.
It's good to talk theology with people who like theology. And when you don't feel silly for bringing up Bible passages, discussing doctrine or using the word "covenantal" in normal conversation.
We went and hung at the retirement village today too. I love the people there, they appreciate us so much. And they want to spend time with us. They have time for us because we have time for them. They're tops.
"'All good things come to those who wait.' While he had always said that was a lie, he figured he had nothing better to do than to hang around and prove himself right." - C.K. Knight
Jo (sister) came around to my house tonight. She's staying the night. We've talked a lot. A little about going to Europe next year. We might catch the train a bit while we're there.
I had small group too. 14 people is a lot of people to have in a small group. I hope they had fun, because I feel like I spent most of my time telling them to be quiet.
I went to college today. That was usual.
I like driving a lot more when I can listen to cds. I like driving even more when I have a passenger. I like driving most when I have a passenger and cds.
I managed to get the internet working here. It was all just a matter of finding the right buttons to push really.
I'm having my day off and so far it's been lovely. Except that I just spent the last 85 minutes watching Brother Bear. Not impressed.
Last night when I blogged from the pub I wasn't really in a that bad a mood. I was tired though. So that made me a little crabby. But I think only crabby when I was alone. I was waiting for people to arrive, so I thought I'd blog from my phone. Then when I realised no one would be coming for a while I went to my car and got my book, bought myself a beer and some wedges and read. It was wonderful. I could have done that all night. But then people turned up and I was happy enough with that too.
What I don't like is when you find that you're not in a good mood and the first time you see someone you decide you don't like them. I just saw a guy here in the pub move a table from the bistro to the bar and I got annoyed at him. I thought "You can't do that" and immediately disliked the man. Just now when he came back into the room I saw him and thought "It's you." And sent him a mental greasy. How stupid is that?
I'm taking this opportunity to blog because I don't know when the internet will come back to my bachelor pad. I'm worried that it may never come back. What if it's been cut off because the bill hasn't been paid or something? That would be terrible. I'd fix it but I can't.
Having no internet is horrid. I wander around like I've just broken up with my girlfriend. Actually I'm not sure if that is how I would wander round, but I mope. And I watch tv. It sucks.
If I get a girlfriend, and if we break up, I'll have a look at how I behave and see if it's the same.
Sometimes living alone is great fun. Sometimes it's a bit lonely. It's fun when you have things to do. It's lonely when you don't and you feel like going out. Or feel like having a visitor. Or seeing people. But there isn't anyone around. I think that's what being lonely is I guess.
Anyway, it's not a big deal. The cinema is just down the hallway so that will always be able to solve a problem or two. Plus I'm only in Chatswood for two more weeks. So I'll be fine. And I'm having a lot more fun than I'm not. I really like doing the washing up, and washing my clothes. I'm having fun. I enjoy cooking when there are people to cook for. I enjoy seeing little bits of mess and thinking "I'll clean that soon" And I enjoy it when I do clean up the mess.
Doing assessments there is boring, but good. There is nothing much to distract me so it works well.
I think the positives of Chatswood out weigh the negatives at the moment. Good fun I'm having.
I've decided ADSL is dodgy. I haven't had the net for over 24 hours. I'm blogging from my phone.
I just went and saw Collateral. It took me five minutes to get there and five minutes to get back. Tops!
I liked the film. It was shot on high definition digital video. That gave the film an interesting look. Michael Mann played with a lot of interesting shots. He used his city very well I thought. It was interesting how lonely he made the city feel. Everyone was in their shell and lying to themselves. That, and they were reacting to a contract killer who was driving around the city killing people.
I don't think it was as good as Heat, it was a little sillier. But I'm glad I watched it. It was better than most stuff that's on at the movies.
