All The Wolrd Is Mad

Sunday, the last day of the week, or in the case of some cultures, the first day of the week. Either way, that's not the point. The point is, Sunday had arrived. We woke up early and set forth to church. At the conclusion of the service, we met up with our friends, to say hi, but opted out of going to lunch, as all three of us (Chris, Caitlin, and I) had a lot of homework to do. So, there we were for the remainder of the day... The apartment, our prison, with schoolwork playing the role of warden. We were all looking forward to going to Lindsay's birthday dinner, later on that night, though. Unfortunately, we, once again, had to opt out of that, as well, for the same reasons as before. Overall, I'd give the day a 3/10 on the exciting scale.

After Monday's classes, Chris and I ventured down to Park Avenue CDs to pick up tickets for this Wednesday's Minus The Bear concert! After procuring the tickets, we headed back to the apartment, but first decided to stop by the "greek" store, and see if we could pick up the greek letters we've been wanting, which would subsequently turn out apartment into the pseudo-fraternity Pi Pi Pi. Unfortunately, no such letters were to be found at this store. They were nice enough to tell us where we might have a better chance of finding them, but since, by this point, rush hour had arrived, we decided to call our driving expedition quits for the day. We returned home and awaited the arrival of Muffin Monday/Castle night. Our normal group gathered round for this week's episode of Castle, and upon it's completion, we began this week's Muffin Monday. I either failed somewhere in the mixing process or the baking process, or just spread out the batter too thin, cause the muffins turned out rather odd... We dubbed them "Wee-Muffs" and proceeded forward. Per the suggestion of our friend Kasey, and stemming from a previous conversation about misconceptions that Oklahom(ians?) had about misconceptions that Floridians had about people from Oklahoma, we are brought to this week's topic of discussion: Crazy Hill Folk. We quickly took notice that "crazy" and "hill folk" were pretty much synonymous, and only one of those phrases was actually needed to accurately sum up the idea. This, although still keeping in theme with the discussion, sparked up Robert and his animosity towards manatees. He informed us that Tennessee just passed a law that makes it legal to eat any animal you hit with your car. Naturally, we helped Robert devise a scheme to capture a manatee, drive it to Tennessee, place it in the road, and then hit it with his car, so he would finally have a (legal) excuse to eat one; something he has wanted to do for a very long time. We also decided that, since none of us have actually experienced crazy hill country for ourselves, we're going to stick with our collective mental preconceptions of all of it's occupants having ostriches as their main mode of transportation. Thus concludes Monday.

Today, being Tuesday, meant it was time to go teach. I arrived in the front office, and realized that the father of one of the kids in my class was there. He was picking up his son, as he had been suspended from school. For what, you ask? Well, the answer is a tad on the horrifying side... The kid was being picked on, on the playground, the day before, so today he brought a knife to school... Yes, that's right... A second grader brought a knife to school, with the intent to exact vengeance upon a fellow second grader. Truly, all the world is mad. Despite this, I still had to go teach the class. Today was, however, my last day. I thought I was going to be relieved that the teaching program had ended, but the experience actually turned out to be kinda fun, so I may miss it a little. On the bright side, not having to go back does mean that there's slightly less of a chance of me getting stabbed by a knife wielding second grader... After a few hours of finishing up some Spanish homework, it was, once again, time to head to the ECG Bible Study. On my way to pick up Bri, I was rerouted several different times, by several different sets of police officers. Why? Well, because there was apparently some sort of shady dealings going on by some rather unscrupulous characters in a couple of the parking garages. I know this because they sent me the same text message, about it, 5 times, via the UCF emergency alert system. Also, apparently, earlier today, one of the classroom buildings had to be evacuated due to some sort of threat. Once more, I reiterate: All the world is mad. On a more positive note, the Bible study, this week over Romans 5, went very well, and I feel as though a good time was had by all. Also, trailing off to a random tangent, three interesting facts that I was not made aware of until tonight were that 1) My favorite comedian, Daniel Tosh, was preforming at UCF for Homecoming tonight. It would have been fun to see, but I feel like the Bible study tonight, with wonderful friends, was just as great. 2) Homecoming is apparently this week. And 3) Tomorrow is apparently Veteran's Day. This, I'm told, means no classes tomorrow. Definitely excited about that. I should get a UCF events calendar... then again, the surprise is kinda fun... keeps me on my toes.

Viszuntlatasra,
-Nick, Chris, & Robert