The Weekend and the coming week...

I spent the weekend at my Grandma's. We got there late Friday night, read a bit, then went to bed. Saturday morning, ate breakfast, played a bit of piano, read, and played tennis - I am so glad that there are tennis courts near Grandma's house, I rarely get to play, and I love tennis! - in the afternoon, I mostly read, and then I went and bugged Rachel some. That evening everyone watched Flywheel, the first movie by Sherwood Church (makers of Facing the Giants and Fireproof). Watching the movie, as well as the 'making the movie' extra made me realize that I wanted to write the book that I'm writing for God's glory. Sunday, we went to church, had lunch, and went for a hike, then home.

I can't wait til SaturdaY!!! On Saturday, I won't have any assignments left because they are all due, no extensions, on Friday. A big relief to realize that I just have one more week of deadlines left. Then just studying and exams, but I have two Blackthorne exams which are usually pretty easy. So until then...

I do have a joke that I will post on here soonish...and its my little brother's birthday today!!!

What You Didn't Know About Lame Jokes

Did you know there are two types of lame jokes? These are the interesting things you learn from living in a family of ten. Lame jokes kinda run in my family I guess -my dad is champ, and some of the ones I or my sibs make aren't so great either :P The difference between the two types of lame jokes isn't too huge, but this is my figuring

Type A vs. Type B (for lack of better names)

Type A lame jokes are like the jokes that my dad makes, and seems to be the dominant type.

Type B lame jokes are the jokes my older sister (Sarah) laughs at. Her reaction to Type A lame jokes are raised eyebrows and slight shock to how lame they can get.

So there you have it :P

In a quandary...OPINIONS PLEASE!

Just a short post here - I am wanting your opinion, so be opinionate, but first a little bit of background.

I've always kinda toyed with the idea of writing a story or a book, but recently I came up with this fantastic plot, amazing characters, the whole bit, and I really want to read the book so I guess I have to write it. This was originally the last name of some of my characters : Shara, Fern, Rachel, and Emmiline Brego. Then I found out that Brego is the name of Aragorn's horse in LOTR. I don't want anyone to think I got it from LOTR.

So give me your opinion on this: Should I keep Brego as a last name? Or should I scrap it and come up with a new one?

Platypuses, Tapeworms, and Deformed Young

Yes, yes, I know...it's been waaaay too long since I posted last.
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"The platypus is one of nature’s success stories because its structures are well
adapted for its lifestyle and habitat." - Nelson Biology 11 textbook

When I first read that, my first thought was "whaaa? that sounds so dumb!"

Yes, dumb. I immediately thought back to the previous chapter, where one of the questions had been about the parasitic tapeworm's "undeveloped" digestive system - whether or not it provided an "evolutionary advantage". (Also explained in the textbook is that its simple digestive system allowed more room for reproducing. Reproducing on a large scale is important because, like fish, out of thousands of eggs only a few survive) The obvious answer from an evolutionary perspective is "No!". But if you think about it, aren't the tapeworm's structures "well adapted for its lifestyle and habitat"? (Except instead of adapted, I would use the word "designed" - it is very well designed for its lifestyle and not lacking anything.) Shouldn't it too be considered "one of nature's success stories"?

Evolution confuzzles me to no end because it is sooo full of contradictions. For an apologetics assignment, I did an internal critique on an article that I found. The article was talking about how mammals kill or abandon severely deformed young, but it seemed that "ancient humans" did not do the same. Since animals do kill or abandon severely deformed young, how is evolution even possible because it would have required millions of severely deformed young to have been born? And if they didn't kill deformed young "back then", why do they do it now?

The only explanation I can come up with for why people choose to ignore the problems with evolution is because they "suppress the truth by their wickedness" (Romans 1:19)

Think on these things...

Ok, I know I haven't posted in a while, but now here's something I wanted to write...

Today wasn't too bad I guess, but this evening I cracked a little under stressure (stress that gradually builds up until the person 'cracks' - either minorly or majorly. Usually expressed in an emotional breakdown - crying or anger).
I was thinking about how I was sick of school - just the fact that on Mondays, I do my Travel and Tourism assignment, Tuesdays-Wednesdays I do my biology assignment, wednesday afternoon I babysit, Thursdays-Fridays I do my Intro to Social Sciences and my History homework, Thursday afternoon is my homeschool group meeting. On weekends, I am normally busy, and even if I ain't, I don't get any school done because I procrastinate. Then it's Monday again, and the cycle starts all over again...
That a couple other slightly depressing things I was thinking about had me slightly distressed...not anything major, I just wasn't bouncing off the walls...
Then my dad informed me that since I hadn't cleaned my bike properly before putting it away for the winter, my chain was rusted almost solid and I'd need to get a new one (I'm pleading ignorance - never before have I been expected to clean my bike before putting it away unless is was extremely muddy or something...and I know wet causes rust but it wasn't wet...Dad said something about the salt off the roads)
After going out and seeing the extent of the damage, I cracked a little. All of my minor depression and frustration I directed at the bike. I wanted nothing more than to just kick it, beat it up, throw it out so that I did NOT have to deal with it anymore. I was mad at myself for not knowing better which resulted in the deterioration of my bike which I got practically new last year. I decided to just forget about the bike today, and focus on finishing my biology, because I just couldn't handle right now.

Then Philippians 4:8 came to mind: "Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things." I had been thinking about depressing things, and it got me depressed...that's the life lesson learned.