In Class...again

I'm sitting in Business Statistics again and I might fall asleep...so I'm pre-writing my blog!

Last night Kirby and I both had homework and studying to do, but we were overwhelmed by hunger. I don't know what it is about us, but when we get hungry, there is little that can stop us from satisfying our growling stomachs and screaming taste buds. Earlier in the evening, Kirby and I talked about the bread she still had sitting in the fridge-I suggested French toast, if we could find some cinnamon. We didn't have cinnamon, but we made due (I had some white sugar packets and a brown sugar packet that I've obtained during the journey). I cooked up some French toast around 1AM for our little feast-oh it was delicious!

Today is my long day...I'm exhausted. Nine hours of class in one day is simply torture.

Enough complaining though! I have been deeply enthralled with the pathetic state of mankind lately. How do people function in such a dry, despairing world? Last week, my sheltered mind was bombarded by the world and quite frankly I miss living nonchalantly (chalantly...oh I miss you Who's!) in the bubble. Here is a brief summary of my last week and a half in "th world": Monday, March 15, I was asked by a guy friend in class if I had a boyfriend back home. When I replied, "nope", he asked asked presumingly if I still "get some." I was shocked, but I think he was even more shocked when I responded with "no, I don't do that." After class he was apparently bored and decided to walk to the library with me and then ride the tram to our stop together (unfortunately we get live at the exact same tram stop at the moment). He brought the topic up again and then grew quite vulgar in his attempt to understand how someone simply not partake in that act. Talking to him was so depressing-I felt degraded to a worthless object. How can someone have no respect for their body and no self control? Social construct here is so full of sexual content. In case Monday wasn't scarring enough, my class on Wednesday went to a presentation on "Decadence". It had potential to be truly fascinating, but unfortunately the speaker went into a discussion on whether there is a border between pornography and art with visuals to enhance his presentation. Since I was trapped among the chairs and audience, I determined it would be entirely awkward to walk out. Luckily I carry my journal with me everywhere, so I got some quality journaling done. I've seen my fair share of nude statues throughout my journey, but I was appalled by the content of this presentation! This presentation was the breaking point. I began to hate humanity. How could people really be blind enough to drift so far from the Truth? But that is just it; they are blind. How selfish am I? Of course these people think this way. People are empty without Christ. They are lost. Who am I to judge? And that is my realization for the week. Who am I to judge lost humanity? Are we not called to love?

On a lighter note...

I made an exciting purchase at a flea market in Vienna. I had been searching for fur of some form. It is everywhere and I just think it is great...but it is expensive. I struck gold at the market! This fur hat is so soft, was very cheap, and will bring many many grand adventures in the future.