Again, The Need To Read About Asians Abounds

I can be simple.

• I like to read.


• I dislike "should."


• I am.

I can be mildly challenging.

• I enjoy reading a good book.


• I hate the word "should" and what it means.


• I am tired already.

And I can be UNBELIEVABLY COMPLICATED.

• I enjoy reading an amazing work of fiction while curled up in bed, warm and snug, forgetting the problems that plague my days and losing myself in a life that is not my own, but is obviously more interesting because, well, someone wrote a book about it.


• I hate that word "should" and the minute connotations that drag that word down in my mind and rule my life completely, enslaving me to an ideal of "should" that I can never seem to break from or achieve, even with the most freeing and perfect of Gods.


• I am tired already of this week and feel like curling up in bed, warm and snug, but due to my mindless pursuit of the "should" ideal and the ADD culture America has created so deftly, I also feel obligated to exercise, eat healthy, watch television, clean my clean room, write a letter to Congress, read the Bible, do homework, study for nothing, pirate music, text, and save the world between now and 8 o'clock, when another activity begins.

I never said this blog would NOT be depressing.

I Should Be Reading About Asians

I decided I wanted to start a BRAND NEW blog, less depressing than my last one.

But I am Chelsey Davis, so we shall see how that goes.

School school school. Slightly productive today. Read for Chemistry, with very detailed notes, if I do say so myself. Supposed to read for Cognitive Psychology (CPsyc) and Introduction to Asian-American Literature (LTEN) but that didn't happen.

I did get BRAND NEW underwear. 9 pairs. That's exciting. I love them. Beautiful.

Talked to Katie, Kristen, and Shirley about Muirons. Kristen reminded me of the idea of listening to worship music at the beginning of each meeting, even though we have no one live, and so I deemed her in charge of making a playlist of 4 songs for each week. I think I am going to ask Shirley to maybe bring food, or split that between the two of them, since they get free meals at work. Katie's job is to remind me to do my job. Simple, but very critical for me.



I am going to attend a bible study led through Intervarsity on Monday nights (I know I said I'd never go! But I am.) with Katie and Kristen. I am hoping that goes well. Maybe we can get ideas from there. Maybe... bring people over to Muirons, eh?


Also, possiblygoingtoattendopenpracticefortheimprovcomedygroupFOOSH. I feel as if I say it really fast I don't have to go through with it. But, this Wednesday, I am looking to check-out the open practice for FOOSH, the improv comedy group for Muir. They're amazing. Maybe I can be too?


I have considered posting excerpts from the book (be excited!) on here, or whatever primitive writing pops into my head throughout the day. I have started carrying a notebook with me wherever I go so I can write things down.


For now, that is all. Must sleep. Must wake-up all too soon.


Anyone happy I'm back?

New blog not guaranteed.