Old and New

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (yeah)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (oh-oh)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (yeah)
Let me be with you...
- "Let Me Be With You", Round Table feat. Nino

I fell in love with that song months ago, and I've finally procured it. ('procured' is my new favorite word, hee hee hee) I'm so happy... And yes, it's complete 70's-inspired Japanese candy fluff. I love it. I've had the thing on repeat all afternoon.

Old was my parents. Literally and as what I'm used to. New was them being at Reunion, and Allie leading worship, and J.P. speaking. All very good things. Allie did great, even though she was nervous. Although I'm one to talk. I was so scared of messing up singing with a new person that I had to be comforted before Reunion. I'm such a wuss. Still, God was able to work, and I think a lot of it had to do with us being humble and saying "I'm definitely going to screw up if I do this alone". J.P. was entertaining as always. He talked about being credible. Isn't it annoying always looking over your shoulder, thinking, "Do I sound Christlike enough?" Especially in a leadership position. It must suck to be Garrett or Christine or Callis sometimes. .....Why do my sentences always come out sounding wrong? Anyway, I guess the imperfections are what can add to your credibility too. I'd believe someone who's trying to be real all the time and who's sometimes a screwup before I'd believe someone with a plastic, perfect religious exterior who has to live a double life.

I really enjoyed being with everybody today. I feel as though I'm slowly getting to know everyone at the Shack better. I no longer feel like I have to break the silence, even though I have nothing to say. That's a sure sign that I'm comfortable there. That, and I can cackle like a madwoman and not feel embarrassed. Now that's awesome.

My mom and dad really enjoyed themselves tonight. And Callis proved he's an old man once again. No one wants to hear that you enjoy talking with their dad... My dad, for goodness' sake. There are many adjectives that can describe my dad, but "fun" isn't one of those that comes to mind. "Corny", maybe... Oh, yeah. Never mind. I see why they could get along now. (Wuv you, Callis! *big grin* Even if you are a corny old geezer.)

Tomorrow is class.

Class is evil.

Procrastination is good.