Plugging Away

Oy... this is the real large push for finals. Its wierd because it comes before everyone else's. Tomrrow I have a science paper, a science final, a hebrew paper and a hebrew final all due within 3 hours of each other. AHHH. And then to top it all off, I walked into plato class today, and my computer refused loudly to turn on. And it won. So I am sitting in the library trying to make my science paper coherent so I can then learn heberw, and write a hebrew paper to hand in at 8:45 tomorrow morning. Lets see:

9:15 (now) pm
8:45 (class)
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11 1/2 hours to get my work done and sleep and transit and eat and.... And here I am writing a blog, that no one I know even checks. Shit.

cramming and chosen-ness

Hey world, just thought I would check in. So I am cramming trying to get ready for finals and papers and all the other things I need to do before I come home next Tuesday. Its really not THAT much, its just hard to do it. Oy.

I had an interesting talk today with the Chabad rabbi about chosen-ness. I really can’t get my head around the idea that the Jews are a chosen people and all the other religions aren’t. On a very low level it seems weird that every group thinks that they are the best/chosen. Statistically there is not such a great chance that any group including Judaism would be the highest one. On a much deeper level, I can’t imagine G-d caring what language one speaks when they talk to him. All religions seem so similar in so many ways, like they are all trying to explain the same or very similar experiences. It is just a hard thing to put into words and that is the reason why we have separate religions. I don’t know, I am going to meet with him again on Shabbos to keep talking about this because it’s a hard thing to believe in a Jewish community of people where many people really think that they are the chosen people to the exclusion of others.

Any thoughts?

Happy Chanukah

A COMMENTARY ON REWRITING JUDAISM, OR JUST A FUNNY SONG:

I took a piece of cardboard
Some staples and the pen
But whey I try to use it
It simply would not spin

Oh, dreidle, dreidle, dreidle
How come you will not spin
I think I'll make another
And try my luck again.

I took a piece of metal
and made one in the shop,
I tell you then what happened
When that dreidle dropped

Oh, dreidle, dreidle, dreidle
It fell upon my toe
and when they take my cast off
I won't use it no more.

I made one out of cotton
It was much fun to play
I left the window open
My dreidle flew away

Oh, dreidle, dreidle, dreidle
I made this one through life,
I think I'll make another
This time I'll get it right

I made one out of ice-cream
It was so nice and sweet
But one day I was hungry
My dreidle I did eat

Oh, dreidle, dreidle, dreidle
I better stick with clay
And when it's dry and ready
My dreidle I shall play!

OOOh this is a blog

So I just got a blog and I think it is cool so this is gonna be my first post. I have started live journals before and given up because I have forgotten to write in them for so long, but this might work better. Lets see...