We are signing the lease on the apartment tomorrow at 8 in the spanking a.m., thank GOD. I am so ready to not deal with this anymore. I am so ready to not try to win people over anymore. I am so ready to stop hounding my roommates and stop being a nagger. I hate naggers and I'm becoming one.
In other news, I have Tiger Calling Club training today. They tricked me into thinking this was a campus job. It is a campus job, but the locale is not on campus. It is downtown. Thanks, Reynolds Alumni Center. But I am glad I got the job, at least. Hopefully it will take my mind off of things. It might be interesting, talking to old Mizzou-ians.
We are singing this song in U. Singers called Valiant-for-truth. It is about Mr. Valiant-for-truth, who has endured many pains in his long life and is on a sort of quest to do God's bidding. He receives a summons to cross this river into what I am assuming is the afterlife.
"I am going to my Father's,
and though with great difficulty I am got hither,
yet now I do not repent me of all the trouble
I have been at to arrive where I am.
My sword, I give to him that shall succeed my in my pilgrimage,
and my courage and skill, to him that can get it.
My marks and scars I carry with me, to be a witness for me,
that I have fought his battles,
who now will be my rewarder."
The sword--I wish it could be given to me. I wish I could succeed Mr. Valiant-for-truth in his pilgrimage to do God's bidding. He is talking about this pilgrimage of a journey to the riverside, but we all know that it is a symbol for life itself. Life is a pilgrimage.
And my pilgrimage has not been Valiant. Toward God or anyone.
Life pretty much sucks right now. But I hope it is not over soon and I still have a chance to take the sword.
10 points for Gryffindor,