Lancer Diaries: 66 hours (By:Tessa Johnstone)

For the last two days midterm studying has ruled my life.
I have slept six out of the last 66 hours. I can hardly keep my eyes open long enough to finish this sentence. It was fun - I learned a lot. For example, I learned that if I were to pay attention and take notes throughout the semester, I probably wouldn’t have to kill myself during midterms. That would be nice. And yet, a part of me knows that to abandon this approach toward school work could possibly represent a more significant abandonment of my youth – therefore, I feel compelled to resist.

But, with a more serious tone, I will say that I am definitely learning valueable things in my classes.

My Philosophy of Law class has challenged me to push my mind beyond the limits which I had previously imposed upon it. Reading about the various ways in which philosophers try to explain the world and its workings, while excluding God in their explanations, has been insane. It’s been insane to see that no matter how hard one tries to explain our world (coming from all possible angles), an explanation of reality where God is excluded is simply worthless. So empty.

I find this component of philosophy to be very valuable. It is valuable in the sense that, the more I read these various theories on life, the more both my faith in the reality of God and my heartache for people who don’t believe in him increase. Theorists devote their entire lives to the discovery and explanation of the truth, all the while rejecting the God who continues to be, since the beginning of time, the answer to every question.

Dear Sleep,

I invite you to dominate the next dozen or so hours of my life.

Sincerely,