What I want to do I don’t do
Wednesday, October 7th, 2009Little ol’ me, again. Been a while, hasn’t it? Like the Author Guy said, I’d like to blame homework, or my extremely active social life, but I can’t.
I’ll start with this: school’s a bummer. A real l0s3r. Not that it’s hard, ’cause it’s not. It just seems pointless, and takes me away from the things I’d rather be doing. Plus, for some INEXPLICABLE (that word’s for you, mom) reason, I keep getting into trouble. Usually Ben is the one with more cents than brains, but just in this last week, I’ve had my cell phone taken away (txtng in class), my lunch time taken away (talking when I wasn’t supposed to), and at home, my computer privileges removed (um…I think that one was from an argument with mom).
Anyway, I was reading my Bible the other day (yes, Ethan, I still do), and I read this: “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do.” And at first, I thought: ¿!?
But then I realized, as much as I want to do the right thing, I’m still prone to do the wrong thing, but that’s okay, ’cause God is big enough to forgive all of it. But it’s still a struggle. *big sigh*
In other news, Ben is bugging dad for a puppy. We’ve been living here two years now (in a row!), and both mom and dad think we’re settling in. In my brother’s mind, that means it’s time for a pet. I still don’t know. It seems I’ve lost more dogs than I’ve owned, if that makes any sense.
Oh, time to go to school, the carpool is here…
