Here Today. and Tomorrow.
Jesus loves me, Him Who died. Even though I sin against him, willingly, everyday of my existence. I think I shall cower in shame…
Oh the unloved. I just read Avalon High, by Meg Cabot. Wow, I don’t usually care for chicklit but this novel was too cute. and the King Arthur twist was simply fairy talish I guess. The Lady of Shalott/The Lady of the Lake. I reccomend it to everyone. I hate it though because I feel socially deprived without these ultra romantic dashing fellows that come and turn the heroine’s world upside down.
On the flip side of things. We had to watch Saturday Night Fever, today in Film class. That is the most crude, disgusting movie everywhere and women come off as whores, easy, cheap, horny, classless. It is really sad. The guys are basically using the women who will do there bid and call. Urgh! The dancing is okay and the music is pretty good but it is pretty corrupting and disappointing. Yuck. oh and like the F-word is used constantly. Puhlease, you’re expertise as scriptwriters is hardly apparent.
Jesus loves me this I know. Because I live my life that way, right?
Morgan, of course