The Wombat Express

Soupers,
I've neglected this blog far too much, but I have good reasons.
I thought if I had taken a little time off, the spam comments in chinese or whatever would go away, but they have multiplied like maggots on a decaying body.

So it is with great sadness, that I will not be blogging anymore...here at least!
Unfortunately, blogspot has no way of filtering comment spam so I have decided to move onto Word Press.

I would provide a link, but I have yet to even create an account so I'll probably have one up on my facebook.

This actually comes at a good time. This blog consisted of my first 2 years of college and served as a way to help me survive, but I hope that I have grown significantly since then and as such it's time for a change of scenery. I'm hoping that you have enjoyed following me this whole time and will follow me to word press on THE WOMBAT EXPRESS.



This is not the end soupers, it is a change. This whole college thing is a wild ride, why not take that wild ride with a wild wombat on the wombat express?



wildwombat

This Hour Will Be My Finest or My Darkest

This storyline/chapter/time in my life might be getting old to you, Soupers. I have hit another snag in my journey to become a Literary Journalism major. I received a B- rather than the B I needed to declare the major.
I won't blame the class, the professor or anything else except for myself.
I'll admit it's a little unbelievable. B- is so close, I did everything in the class to the best of my ability, but somehow didn't quite make it.
Is this how it's going to be for the rest of my life? Just not being quite good enough? Constantly falling short?

But now there's many things that could happen from this point.

I have reenrolled in the class for Summer to get the B or better. Should I make the grade, I can declare the LJ major and everything
is rainbows and sprinkles.

Should I not make the grade, I will declare myself an English major, hopefully temporarily, and take another English class in the Fall to make the grade so I can take the time sensitive upper division classes in Winter.

Should I not make the grade in Fall...well I don't want to consider it an option, but I may have to remain an English major and understand that Literary Journalism is not what I'm supposed to be doing.

I don't like this. I don't like how hard it is for me to get into this major. I don't like how I actually become scared when a lot of good things start happening to me at once because it means something bad will happen to even things out. Life might be sending me a message to not become overconfident, but it didn't have to do it this way. Have someone steal my wallet, have my laptop break, have my car get broken into, just something that's not affecting my long term goals. I'll get the message, strike that, I already do get the message.

These are fleeting thoughts soon replaced by the questioning of whether I should even keep doing this. It's never been easy, it's been somewhat enjoyable, but are all these signs telling me not to pursue this? Is my mom right, that I should be in the safe and secure health care field?

Ironically, I'm seeing parallels between myself and Robinson Crusoe...which is one of the novels we read in my English class. (So not only is life keeping me from being confident, but it is also showing its sense of humor at my expense) Basically disobeying the parents, who suggest staying in the safe and secure life, and the child going in a different direction to pursue his dreams.

"Nothing worth having comes easy" right, Booker T. Washington? and If I'm going through hell, I should keep going, right Winston Churchill?

I never want to send in a postcard like the one above. Life might be reminding me to not get overconfident and might be showing its sense of humor, but for some reason, it's giving me another shot to take this class in the summer, and I'm not letting it slip by.

It's go time now.
These next five weeks will be my finest or my darkest.


wildwombat

My heart screams color

I am no longer a hopeless romantic.
There is someone who makes my heart scream color.
I hope I can make her heart scream color too.



wildwombat

Comments Reinstated

Yeah, it's been over a month so hopefully the spam commenters have moved on. I'm reinstating comments in case you've been dying to say something about these past posts.

EDIT: Fuck Irony, fuck chinese comments, sorry guys. Comments off forever. I'm saying this like I get tons of comments, but it's stupid and annoying. Sorry Soupers. The Chinese population is obviously bitter that they can't access Google or buy the iPad and thus must infect Blogspot.

Maybe I should switch to Tumblr or Wordpress.


wildwombat

School the 8th Deadly Sin

I'm going to start avoiding going to my English class early now because on two separate occasions, I've been approached by people wanting to talk to me about God and religion and stuff. Yeah, prime stuff.

Let's get this out of the way first, I'm not very religious. I do believe in God, but that's about it. I haven't been to church in a while and I don't really know a lot about the Bible and stuff, but I know enough to get by in my opinion. So, yeah I believe in God, but I don't go to church and I'm not outwardly religious. There.

Some of you might ask why I just didn't say I'm not interested or that I'm Jewish or simply run away, screaming in fear. My mentality is that these people always get denied so might as well let someone hear them out for a moment and go on with my life.
But this guy came up to me and essentially tried to quiz me on the story of Jesus and my Bible knowledge. Annoying because I don't know much about it. However, the best part was this part of the conversation:

Dude: So you haven't been to church in a while, why not?
Me: I'm kind of busy right now trying to get through school and stuff so I guess I haven't had time.
Dude: Okay well, God grants eternal life and nothing is better than that right? But if you sin, you won't be able to get into Heaven right?
Me: I guess.
Dude: Well what Satan does is puts all those distractions around like school and stuff so you lose your touch with God and sin. And we all can't not sin.
Me: I have class, thanks though. (I've gotta go sin some more by going to class, bye)

So let me get this straight, Satan invented school, education, jobs, etc to make us sin? So going to school, getting an education, getting a job, becoming a functioning member of society is sinning?

Rather God would prefer me to devote my life to be without sin, which essentially means I should sit in my room and read the Bible all day right?

But wouldn't that make me lazy...or sloth? One of the Seven Deadly Sins?

So this guy's interpretation of God is this:





If you're schoolin, you're sinnin.

Sorry mate, not buying into that interpretation of God.


wildwombat

We spend our whole lives searching for
All the things we think we want
and never really knowing what we have




wildwombat