In case y'all thought I was off my head

when I trashed B. and her Backup Singers'--er, I mean Destiny's Child's--new single, "Soldier"...

Here's an article that says more than I ever could.

No, I'm not eating again.

On that note, here's some wisdom:

Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it with good things.

Psalms 81:10b, NLT

What the hell have I been afraid of all these years?

When you open your mind and your life to everything that is possible for you to achieve, you never know what you will end up with.

I'm still stressed. But at the heart of it all, happy.

Black History's For SALE, yo.

In case ya didn't know. In Toronto, on the corner of Bay and Bloor.

Seriously.

I was coming back home from an errand yesterday, and this man tried to sell me some sort of pamphlet.

I will admit. I don't know nearly as much as I ought to about Black History. However, I refuse to pay for something I can look up online or borrow from the library.

I was also pissed off. Why were he--and his colleague--targeting only those who appear to be Negro? Shouldn't information about Black History be available to everyone--for free?

Quote of the Day

Regarding "contemporary" churches, from shua over on the Relevant forums:

Rigid adherence to rejecting tradition is the new legalism.

And yet...

A conversation I had with one of my classmates reminds me of the bright side of things:

None of our professors are out to get us.

Indeed, they seem fair and willing to accommodate our requests for extensions on assignments, etc.

And none of our assignments are life or death. :p

They just feel like it.

It's not like the assignments that I have are difficult. It's just that there are so many of them. Seemingly all at once. Plus, I have to manage my life, and handle a lot of personal administrative tasks.

Arrrrrgh!!

Only three more days to go.

So as I said the other day, the second--and last-- term of my program has begun.

I went to school yesterday, dreading it.

Somehow I was relieved to discover that I was not the only one who broke down and cried over the weekend.

My classmates and I are buzzing. There's an almost unbearable onslaught of information and assignments..If I didn't know better, I'd swear they were trying to...

*sigh*

What do they think we're made of?!?

I don't think God put me in one of the best faculties of ed in North America, only to make me miserable.

I have faith that I will survive, but it's gonna take some doing.

Church, Lady.

I went to church yesterday. Had a wonderful time.

Except for the crying part.

I almost cried during one of the worship songs.

I've got a lot to be thankful for. But also a lot to pray for.

There's nothing like focusing on my spiritual well-being to remind me of the things that matter to me the most.

Yay!

*sigh*

Oh man.

Here we go again.

Back to school.

Pros?

My classmates. They're all lovely people. We love each other. Our collective joy could make you sick.

And my professors aren't anything to sniff at either. ;)

Cons?

The workload still makes me wanna jump out a window.

Ah yes...

But if I did, who would teach the kids...?

I am NOT oblivious

Lest I seem like I've been dancing to my own drum lately, not caring about anyone or anything else...I have been paying attention to the tragedy that took place recently.

I'm still in shock re what happened. I don't know what to say.