Marginal

It seems that everything likes to bug you all at once.

Today was a rather marginal day. More on the less side than not. I was rather bored because I didn't have alot to do but that gave me time to think about dumb situations that I find myself in and a partner who is bent on provoking a reaction from me. (i.e. slugging him in the face, cussing him out) He just likes to try and get under my skin.
I am rather frustrated with BYU-I. They just seem to really mess with my plans. I wich they would just be a little more flexable with things.
Girls are driving me crazy.
There is something about this section of my education that does not do me well. I havn't been very upidy since we've started.


..............................................................sigh.......................................................................


It will get better soon.

Sunday Dinners

I would love to have Sunday dinner at home today. It was one of the things I looked forward to in the week cause I knew it was just a good chance to relax with the family. My last Sunday dinner home was almost perfect. The weather was quite pristine. it was late summer but it wasn't too hot. We were able to eat out in the backyard and we played Parcheesi (which is one of the best games ever). I didn't say much. I prefered to just soak it in. I can't wait to be home again for that. It will be awhile before we are all there. Another year and some change. But I'll be there to enjoy it if all goes well.

We talked about Isaiah in church today. I need to study it more.

Sunlight

One of my favorite things is being in my room in the morning before class when the sunlight comes through the window and gives my room a warm feeling. It reminds me of home, which I miss alot. Small comforts that the Lord gives us.

In Memory

Two Marines from my high school were killed this past week in Afghanistan. It's quite a sobering thought. I honor the sacrifice that they and especially their families have made for others. I hope that someday, we may beat our swords into plowshares.

A Little Less Miscommunication Please

Today we got yelled at......again. The class Sergeant and Chief walked into class and started yelling. We were all a little confused (even the other sergeants) when they started yelling at us for not being in uniform by having Camelbaks instead of canteens. You see, we had been briefed a few days before by one of our company sergeants to wear the Camelbaks and the ensuing chatter when they left was of frustration by the privates that the NCO's shouldn't blame them for following orders. But, so is the life in the Army. I guess at the end of the day you just keep your mouth shut and hope it's all settled. I love this, but it will be nice to get home.

One lesson I pull from this is one of love and forgiveness. It is very difficult and though I hate having to deal with it it is a very effective school where one must excel or be left behind in the dust of bitterness and hate. I've been there and I know it ruins one's outlook on life in general. Do I agree with their methods? No. I will never use them, but I have found that while they are here I can take advantage of it and grow in ways that I could not elsewhere. I've found that when you can do nothing to fight back against someone yelling at you and punishing you for what seems ridiculous reasons you find ways to rebel in your mind i.e. thinking how messed up they are or insulting their leadership abilities to yourself and talking about them later. Of course it isn't pretty when the others talk. I haven't ever stooped to that level. But I have found that I feel much the same way. The natural man screams JUSTICE!!!! but in the end, is life always just?

No.

The Atonement will make up for that eventually. But while we wait, principles of love and forgiveness must reign lest we give in and hate cankers our soul.

*Ahem* I Have a Comment.......

I figure it's about time that I actually started a blog. You see I've been meaning to for quite some time and I never could get around to it, mainly because I couldn't think of a title oddly enough. I think a title must be very carefully thought of. It's basically the insight into the blogger and the basic overview of the actual blog itself. I decided that That Summer Afternoon perfectly described what I wanted to achieve and I just may decide to explain it's meaning sometime. Until then, enjoy the thoughts that I probably couldn't have explained another way