I recently started following Katie's blog. You guys should go check her out...
She tagged me with a tag she made herself (!), so... yep. I'm going to do it.
(Wow, that was lame. Anyway...)
Are you good at math?
I'm pretty good at math, but I don't really prefer it.
Do you rock at typing?
I guess so... I type a lot, if that matters.
How many words do you type a minute? Take this 1 minute long test to find out!
I type about 75 words per minute, according to the test.
What is your favorite school subject?
Don't know... probably history.
Don't know... probably history.
Do you have any siblings?
Yes, one (Phillies Phan).
Do you like Brussel sprouts?
Um, no. They're like little cooked cabbages with dirt in them. Ew.
Who tagged you for this tag?
Katie (the amazing author of the tag) and Ellie. Thank you, both of you. =)
Now, tag as many people you can think of!
Which means I tag all the wonderful followers of this blog (and jadelin, of course)... how imaginative, right? =P
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ooooops... forgot Meditation Moment. Corny title, I know, but it's all I got right now.
Psalm 131
(in Latin, and in keeping with this blog's title)
Domine, non est exaltatum cor meum,
neque elati sunt oculi mei,
neque ambulavi in magnis
neque in mirabilibus super me.
neque elati sunt oculi mei,
neque ambulavi in magnis
neque in mirabilibus super me.
Vere pacatam et quietam
feci animam meam;
sicut ablactatus in sinu matris suae,
sicut ablactatus, ita in me est anima mea.
Speret Israel in Domino
ex hoc nunc et usque in saeculum.
feci animam meam;
sicut ablactatus in sinu matris suae,
sicut ablactatus, ita in me est anima mea.
Speret Israel in Domino
ex hoc nunc et usque in saeculum.
(in English, as translated from Latin by yours truly... sorry about the wonky font)
Lord, my heart is not exalted,
neither are my eyes raised,
neither do I walk in greatness
nor toward remarkable things above me.
neither are my eyes raised,
neither do I walk in greatness
nor toward remarkable things above me.
Truly peace and quiet
make my soul;
as a weaned child in the lap of his mother,
as a weaned child, so in me is my soul.
make my soul;
as a weaned child in the lap of his mother,
as a weaned child, so in me is my soul.
May Israel hope in the Lord
from this now and even up to forever.
from this now and even up to forever.
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