i loved preschool.
i loved kindergarten.
i loved grades 1-4.
once i hit 5th grade, i started getting C's on my report card and i actually had to start thinking and learning for myself.
i didn't like grades 5-6.
i HATED grades 9-12.

so here i am, a college student in his second year. just like high school, i dread waking up and GOING to class. in fact, every monday, wednesday, and friday morning i have this 5 min. debate with myself on whether or not i should drop my bio class. haha. i have very hateful thoughts of school when i wake up every morning (9:00 classes blow!). even the thoughts of writing papers and reading neverending articles really pisses me off. fudge, don't even get me started on studying for midterms and finals. anyways, i had a point with all of this griping. i, Philip Chung, have learned to really appreciate school in my college years. i LOVE how i learn so much in my different lectures and even from doing my hw. to see how God works in all of the things that we learn really helps me in this educational process too. but even aside from that, i wanted to share how despite how much i hate reading and going to class and taking notes and doing labs and...i love how i am forced to do such things. if i did not have ASSIGNED reading, i know that i would never discipline myself to read on my own to educate myself. if some of my classes did not make attendance part of my grade, i know that i would never discipline myself to go to class. if my classes did not have difficult midterms, i would never discipline myself to STUDY! even being forced to go to school, i know that i would never discipline myself to have a productive day due to excessive sleep. i did not intend my point to go so long and become this boring. i love school. praise God.

Thought of the Day: I got the right colors!
Song of the Day: Neil Diamond-Girl, You'll Be a Woman Soon