I have a savage bruise on my hand, and another one on my arm. They're pretty... savage. I believe I acquired them while sparring last Tuesday. Ah, well, pain is the price one pays to sport the scars of battle. One of life's downsides.
Taekwondo today was rather terrible. I despise push ups. Intensly. I intensly despise push ups. And it is my opinion that spending such a large portion of a class doing push ups is treacherous and should be stopped immediately. Of course, if my opinion counted in this equation, no push ups would have been performed at all. On top of all the push ups, we were forced to rotery jog for a good ten minutes before all the yellow belts were ready to participate. Also, we never had the opportunity to do anything fun. Even our patterns were slightly lame. Altogether it was a sadly disappointing class.
It saddens me that I never get any comments. If you are reading this, you should comment. It would make me feel better. :)
Also, this is the best song ever.
When I Go Down
I'll tell You flat out
It hurts so much to think of this, so from my thoughts I will exclude
The very thing that I hate more than everything is the way I'm powerless to dictate my own moods
I've thrown away so many things that could've been much more
And I just pray my problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works, no that's not the way it works
When I go down, I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned, and teach myself some disregard
When I go down, it hurts to hit the bottom
And of the things that got me there, I think, if only I had fought them
If and when I can clear myself of this clouded mind, I'll watch myself settle down into a place where peace can search me out
And find that I'm so ready to be found
I've thrown away the hope I had in friendships
I've thrown away so many things that could have been much more
I've thrown away the secret to find an end to this
And I just pray my problems go away if they're ignored
But that's not the way it works, no that's not the way it works
When I go down, I go down hard
And I take everything I've learned, and teach myself some disregard
When I go down, it hurts to hit the bottom
And of all the things that got me there, I think, if only I had thought them
Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands, while my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me
Reprimands me
Then and there, I confess
I'll blame all this on my selfishness
Yet You love me, and that consumes me
And I'll stand up again, and do so willingly
You give me hope, and hope it gives me life
You touch my heavy heart, and when You do, You make it light
As I exhale, I hear your voice, and I answer You, though I hardly make a noise
And from my lips the words I choose to say seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise, because I love You
O God, I love You
And life is now worth living, if only because of You
And when they say that I'm dead and gone, it won't be further from the truth
When I go down, I lift my eyes to You
I won't look very far, 'cause You'll be there with open arms, to lift me up again
To lift me up again
Basically I love that song. It's so... perky.
I have to talk to a couple deaf kids at Downey this next week for a report. I'm kind of nervous. I always get nervous, and I usually end up having a good time. But I can't help being nervous anyways. I'm always afraid I'll mess up or something.
I think I've decided on my song for ASL this semester. "Surely We Can Change" by David Crowder* Band. I'm super excited about it. I think I might do another song too, just to make my teacher happy. But we shall see.
And I also really love that song too.
Surely We Can Change
And the problem is this: we were bought with a kiss
But the cheek still turned, even when it wasn't hit
And I don't know what to do with a love like that
And I don't know how to be a love like that
When all the love in the world is right here, among us, and hatred too
So we must choose what our hands will do
Where there is pain, let there be grace
Where there is suffering, bring serenity
For those afraid, help them be brave
Where there is misery, bring expectancy
And surely we can change
Surely we can change something
And the problem, it seems, is with you and me
Not the Love who came to repair everything
And I don't know what to do with a love like that
And I don't know how to be a love like that
And all the love in the world is right here, among us, and hatred too
So we must choose what our hands will do
Where there is pain, let us bring grace
Where there is suffering, bring serenity
For those afraid, let us be brave
Where there is misery, let us bring them relief
And surely we can change
Surely we can change something
Our whole world's about to change
The whole world's about to change
The whole world's about to change
It's a beautiful song. Rather provoking, I think. It rather stirs me to get of my lazy bum and do something about something. I just don't know what. Hm...
2 comments:
I heard about the savage sparring. I miss that.
boy, those push ups were horrible! more than 80! ugh! so sore today!!!
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