gallimaufrey

good days, good days. I love good days. i had a really good prayer time this morning and I'm conviced that is why I'm having a good day.
God is teaching me that our identities really do come from him and not how we dress or how much money we have or who we hang out with. I'm slowely, very slowely, beginning to listen.
its pretty nice.
And guess who got a 100 on her stupid "entrevista"? Oh yeah, Kim did. And the guys next to me got a 70 and a 59 respectively. They asked me how I did and I was like "well, I didn't fail." And on the writing thing gum i got 58 out of 60. Canton, the dude with the 59 didn't seem to pass that one either. Gloriousness.
And I'm still having a good day and its wonderful outside and if I can get all my work done in time I want to go read on the hammock. I havn't sat on it more than for 5 seconds.
Today I will be dancing from 4:45-9 though. We'll see if the happy-happy joy-joy lasts or not. hehe.
I'm reading That Hideous Strength by C.S. Lewis and he uses some of the coolest words ever.

The Warden Shovel surrounded the Wood with a wall "for the taking away of all profane and heathenish superstitions and the deterring of the vulgar sort from all wakes, may games, dancings, mummings, and baking of Morgan's bread, heretofore used about the fountain called in vanity Merlin's Well, and utterly to be renounced and abominatied as a gallimaufrey of papistry, gentilism, lewdness and dunisicall folly."

Anyways that doesn't make perfect sense but the word 'gallimaufrey' is just the best.