torn

(photo by me)
the more i learn in my ethics class the more i want to:
a) pack up my things and move to england, preferably a small, country town like Bath. open up a flower shop or give historic tours.

OR

b)switch my major to poli sci, move to washington d.c. and try to change the world.

Professor Carroll is certainly intelligent, moreso than any other professor i think i've ever had. and insanely rational. although sometimes too rational for his own good. this class has challenged the way i think about every moral issue out there. i've either gone from having a solid opinion to being undecided or completely switching to the other side. it has made me think. think so much that it distracts me from my other schoolwork, from my daily life. it fascinates me. it also makes me realize how many uninformed and/or ignorant people there are out there. it makes me crave more knowledge. but ultimately, maybe surprisingly or rather thankfully, it has helped me strengthen, deepen and learn to defend my faith in the Lord.

and now, because I have only one final left and i'm trying to stay sane, and well we could all use a little humor in our lives:
this is all I can think of when I hear the word "torn"