That's all I have to say. Nature is kicking my butt with these allergies.

Stupid tree sperm.

Covering my red car.

Making it look yellow.

I should have taken a picture before it rained.

So, I'm going apartment shopping Friday with my mom and dad, depending on whether or not the apartment offices close for Good Friday or not, of course. I should probably have looked into that by now. Oh well.

I wrote my midterm paper for Philosophy the morning it was due, from start to finish with sources and everything. It took me roughly six hours in all. And I got an A--. That's AMAZ-A-ZING!

And that paper was so wacked-out. I talked about how kids think everyone else is a robot, and how we don't really know if what we're seeing and feeling is what's really there because we don't have any other way of knowing besides seeing and feeling it. Deep stuff, gave my dad a headache when I made him read it.

So, that's all for now. I need to start an English paper that's due tomorrow. lol

So it's about time for my monthly journal update, and I've been thinking about what I want to write about.

I've been seeing an awful lot of "you can't judge me" hype going around, and most of it refers to a Bible verse, "Judge not, that you be not judged. For with the judgment that you pronounce you will be judged, and the measure you give will be the measure you get. Why do you see the speck that is in your brother's eye, but do not notice the log that is in your own eye? Or how can you say to your brother, 'Let me take the speck out of your eye,' when there is the log in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the log out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to take the speck out of your brother's eye" (Matthew 7:1-5).

The people using this verse are trying to say that they aren't wrong for doing things that good morals say are wrong. Like being drunk: It's common good morals to not get drunk, right? But someone who likes to get drunk all the time will say, "Hey, the Bible says not to judge me." But is that really what it's saying? Think about it: If that's really what is meant by the above verse, then who are we to put people in jail for murdering? "Hey man, you're a sinner too, you know." Does that mean that because everybody succumbs to some form of sin that we should let dangerous people walk the streets? I mean, we can't judge their sins, right?

What this verse really means is that you shouldn't tell someone to stop doing something when you yourself are having difficulty overcoming sin in your life. If Jack likes to steal street signs, and his friend Ron tells him that he should stop, but Ron has a big kleptomania problem himself, then Ron really isn't all that credible. "If it's so wrong, Ron, then why do you do it?" Ron really doesn't have any room to talk, now does he?

We shouldn't judge people based on our own thoughts. In Luke 7:24, Jesus says, "Do not judge according to appearance, but judge with righteous judgment." Call me crazy, but that sounds like a command from Jesus to judge. Notice that he says to judge with "righteous judgment." That means you should judge according to what the Bible says is right and wrong, not by what you personally believe. It's alright to judge whether someone is right or wrong in what they're doing, as long as the judgment is just, fair, and in accordance with what the Bible teaches.

At this point, you may be saying, "That's just what you believe," or, my personal favorite, "That's your interpretation." Actually, it's not just MY interpretation. It's not just my belief. Lots of denominations teach the same thing. Don't believe me? Google "righteous judgment."

I got a skype, btw. It's barlow.girl
I have no idea how to use it.


I surprised myself Monday, I really did. I bought Blood and Chocolate at the Barnes&Noble on campus at 7:20pm, and finished the book around 1:22am the same day/the next morning (however you wish to see it). It's a 264 page book. I loved it. The only thing that makes it horrible is that there isn't a sequel yet. Don't see the movie. The author sold out, so the movie people changed everything to make it a "better movie." Kinda like when The Animorphs TV series decided to make Andalites appear as blue horses hiding behind trucks, and how, when reincarnating book #4 they, instead of portraying the story as the original uber cool "There's an alien trapped in a domeship under the sea, and wow he sees us as a potential threat so he knocks us out, we have to save him" story line, they turn it into this:
Ax (the alien, for you non-Animorph fans) is in the woods right behind the mall. He was flying a bug fighter and just got here (instead of being on Earth for a few months), the Animorphs run up to him and are all like "hey, we knew your brother. He gave us cool powers. Wanna be friends?" And he's like "Sure. Let's kill some Yerks."

So anyway, don't go see the movie. Read the book. I've read the plot summary for the movie. Movie= pure, unadulterated crap. Book=Shining, splendiferous bliss.

So...
Alot has been going on. I haven't posted an entry in a while. Partly because I haven't had time, and partly because I found out that some girl whom I don't exactly consider my friend has been reading this and she even had the audacity to make a condescending comment on one of my other entries, which I promptly deleted. She was just jealous. lol

Anyway, I GOT A JOB!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes, I got a job today. I get to do secretary stuff in the Polymer Science Building on campus. It's a kind of laid-back job, which is great, and if I do fine this year I get to come back and work for them again in the fall. I start Wednesday. I'm really excited.

LC got a job, too! He's working at the movie theater, which is great because now I get to see movies for free when I'm in town. Oh yeah, and my job... not on the weekends!

Plans have changed a little bit. We're still planning on getting married, but we're going to live in Hattiesburg for the first year and then go up to Memphis. We decided that we would be more likely to get support then, because we would have been able to support ourselves, shown responsibility, and we'll have a better idea of our budget. I've already done all of the math, and we'll be fine as long as we're working. I just have to call up the office of family housing on campus and ask them some questions. I just wish my parents wouldn't worry as much as they do. Some worry is fine. If I didn't worry I wouldn't have been able to come up with such a detailed budget. But they need to trust me at least a little bit.

I really miss all of my Slidell friends!!!!!!!!!!! (Breanna, that includes you!)

I'm hungry.

Wow, Dead Day. I don't think I've accomplished so much on any other given day all year. lol
So far I've met with my English teacher to rip apart my final essay, rewritten my final essay, cleaned my room, been informed that my roommate is moving out so I'll probably be reassigned for next semester, went to a floor meeting, and listened to one and a half cd's, all after waking up at 1 this afternoon.

Dead Day.

Write a journal entry for this meme with ten random facts about yourself. Then pick six people off your friends list and tag them - no tag backs. These rules should be included in your entry.

(Ok, so I'm not going to tag anybody because 1. I have no idea what that means, and 2. I don't think I have 6 people on my friends list, and if I do it's only because Meg has three journals. lol)

( My randomness: bask )

This is the most awesome thing ever!!!!!!!!!!! You MUST watch it. Over and over and over and over and over and over... and over again. x7000

I think I am going to teach myself to be an opera singer.

Meg, I think all of those years spent playing at your house, with the opera music playing distantly in your living room, has instilled subliminal brainwashing into my brain. Sing opera. You like opera.

Ok, I know I'm trying to be less negative, but I've got one thing that really doesn't matter at all but that I feel like typing about.

Ashlee Simpson

What has she gone and done to her face?! Now, I never liked the girl. I watched her show one time, and if it takes you that many tries just to make it sound like a song, you need to go and learn how to sing before you start making albums.

Before, even though I didn't like her, she had personality. She was unique. She had a good image almost naturally with a face that stood out and a unique raspy voice.

Now, she looks like every other Britney Spears clone. I haven't heard any of her recent music, because honestly I don't care about it, so I don't know if her music has changed. But now you see her and you don't even recognize her anymore because she just looks like "generic popstar." That's not even good for her line of work! I mean, think about it. Jessica Simpson, Kelly Clarkson, Hilary Duff, Mariah Carey. They all have faces that you can pretty much pick out of a crowd. So did she, before the plastic surgery.

I just don't understand her motive. Nothing was wrong with her face before. Why would anyone want to become just another clone, especially in the music industry?

Ok, so I'm pretty much tired of being sick all of the time. I used to be so healthy. Whatever happened to my immune system? It must be all the FREEZING COLD buildings around here. I mean, seriously, no one has turned on the heater yet.

Anyway, enough of that. So, yeah, the new site layout is alittle morbid, in a cute way, but I was ready for a change, and that grim reaper is just so darn cute. I was tired of the red and blue everywhere. I miss my picture, though.

So...
I was supposed to go to a Sister Hazel concert tonight, but it's really cold outside, so I changed my mind. I'm not going home this weekend, but I wish I was. There wouldn't be much of a point to going home today anyway. I feel lousy, and I'm going home Monday night after the college Monday night devo at the Church of Christ Student Center. LC and Chris Newell always come to Hattiesburg for those, so I'm going to leave with them. So I'd just be here for one day and then I'd go back home, and that doesn't make sense to me.

Azlyn, the little girl of a family in my church college group, is soooooooo incredibly adorable. She's two years old, really smart, and has this cute little voice. Yesterday we were eating at the student center, and her mom asks her, "Azlyn honey, are you going to eat the rest of your pudding?"
And Azlyn, with her adorable child wit, replied, "I will drink it." Just like that. I hope my kids are as cute as she is.