We were playing two truths and a lie in one of my classes on Monday. Here were mine:
*I am allergic to cats.
*My dad is an alumni of this school.
*I enjoy calculus.
As I said that last one, the entire class moaned and said "Oh of COURSE it's Calculus that's the lie."
Then I said, "Actually, my dad didn't to go school here."
People looked at me funny.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Oh, fine.
I just listened to this song by the band Boy Least Likely To, called "I'm glad I hitched my Apple Wagon to Your Star," which, incidentally, is based off a Ralph Waldo Emerson quote, which i saw on a web page that I have had minimalized on my computer for about five days, just because Emerson has some great quotes.
Also, Boy Least Likely To is super cute, and you will see why. First off, they have this adorable video with these uber cute animals:
and the name of their debut release is called The Best Party Ever! How fun is that?!
But seriously, I have to listen a little bit more to decide if I really like the music.
I am getting so sick of reading my Middle East History book. I read it once already, but I sat in front of it for an hour or two tonight, and my heart was definitely not into taking notes. And it's totally straight fact. Bleeehh.
I've been feeling very awkward with myself lately. And my body is doing weird things, like my skin wigging out all the freaking time and my contacts being uncooperative. Meeh.
It's also weird to look around and finding myself hanging with some different people. Like, Friday night I hung out with people I didn't know before that night. It was a lot of fun, though, and its helping to give me some direction. And I'm not entirely sure what I mean by that, but I'm getting there.
Tonight at worship we had a great speaker that talked about how so many Christians focus on their own holiness and forget how they are supposed to love other people. He read this great clip from Philip Yancey's What's so Amazing About Grace? which you can read here if you have a gmail account. If you can't read it, the point Yancey is making is that some Christians try so hard to be doctrinally "right," but can exhibit abhorrent hatred at the same time; whereas you can get people who knowingly live in sin but are brimming with love for other people and God. I certainly don't have the judgement to say which is "right," but it certainly puts a different perspective on things.
I can't say I was "changed" by this talk, because I had held those beliefs before. It was nice to hear, though, that I'm not the only one to think like that. It can get a bit disheartening to occasionally get the feeling that I'm "wrong" on how I think it's right to live my life.
What do you think?
Maybe I'll get back to this Middle East History. Sleep would be good, too.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I just listened to this song by the band Boy Least Likely To, called "I'm glad I hitched my Apple Wagon to Your Star," which, incidentally, is based off a Ralph Waldo Emerson quote, which i saw on a web page that I have had minimalized on my computer for about five days, just because Emerson has some great quotes.
Also, Boy Least Likely To is super cute, and you will see why. First off, they have this adorable video with these uber cute animals:
and the name of their debut release is called The Best Party Ever! How fun is that?!
But seriously, I have to listen a little bit more to decide if I really like the music.
I am getting so sick of reading my Middle East History book. I read it once already, but I sat in front of it for an hour or two tonight, and my heart was definitely not into taking notes. And it's totally straight fact. Bleeehh.
I've been feeling very awkward with myself lately. And my body is doing weird things, like my skin wigging out all the freaking time and my contacts being uncooperative. Meeh.
It's also weird to look around and finding myself hanging with some different people. Like, Friday night I hung out with people I didn't know before that night. It was a lot of fun, though, and its helping to give me some direction. And I'm not entirely sure what I mean by that, but I'm getting there.
Tonight at worship we had a great speaker that talked about how so many Christians focus on their own holiness and forget how they are supposed to love other people. He read this great clip from Philip Yancey's What's so Amazing About Grace? which you can read here if you have a gmail account. If you can't read it, the point Yancey is making is that some Christians try so hard to be doctrinally "right," but can exhibit abhorrent hatred at the same time; whereas you can get people who knowingly live in sin but are brimming with love for other people and God. I certainly don't have the judgement to say which is "right," but it certainly puts a different perspective on things.
I can't say I was "changed" by this talk, because I had held those beliefs before. It was nice to hear, though, that I'm not the only one to think like that. It can get a bit disheartening to occasionally get the feeling that I'm "wrong" on how I think it's right to live my life.
What do you think?
Maybe I'll get back to this Middle East History. Sleep would be good, too.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Monday, January 23, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
hi.
a few things, i'm exhausted.
I took a random road trip to Chicago this weekend. In the short time I was gone, I concluded that at this point right now, a boyfriend is absolutely out of the question. I keep seeing my friends that are very devoted to their significant others, (keep in mind there is definitely nothing wrong with that) and they seem so fit for each other and so mature about their relationship and willing to make sacrifices. Who knows, perhaps I really am just obsessed with myself, but I think its more like I am a freak about losing my freedom. I guess I'm pretty weird like that.
Then again, maybe a distraction would be nice; I spent too much time downloading mp3's from the internet tonight--I did find some good ones, though, like all three Sufjan Stevens Christmas EP's in their enterity. Uh-huh!
I actually understood my Middle-East History book tonight when I was taking notes. Go figure.
On a side note, I've come to really like Tegan and Sara. Plus, Bishop Allen is coming out with a new album later this year, with monthly EP's til then!
a few things, i'm exhausted.
I took a random road trip to Chicago this weekend. In the short time I was gone, I concluded that at this point right now, a boyfriend is absolutely out of the question. I keep seeing my friends that are very devoted to their significant others, (keep in mind there is definitely nothing wrong with that) and they seem so fit for each other and so mature about their relationship and willing to make sacrifices. Who knows, perhaps I really am just obsessed with myself, but I think its more like I am a freak about losing my freedom. I guess I'm pretty weird like that.
Then again, maybe a distraction would be nice; I spent too much time downloading mp3's from the internet tonight--I did find some good ones, though, like all three Sufjan Stevens Christmas EP's in their enterity. Uh-huh!
I actually understood my Middle-East History book tonight when I was taking notes. Go figure.
On a side note, I've come to really like Tegan and Sara. Plus, Bishop Allen is coming out with a new album later this year, with monthly EP's til then!
Friday, January 13, 2006
Okay, so I'm not that pissed-off girl that I was earlier this week. Things were making me frustrated. BLAH.
I found things to keep me occupied, like taking down the entire Christmas tree, learning how to run the register at work, going to Adult Swim where everyone was three times older than me, getting my new spectacles, getting my car in for the big 30,000 mile checkup, and downloading too much free music off the internet. Oh yeah, and that $15 iTunes giftcard I had is going fast, and I have $5.10 left, and theres a little box with the amount in it at the top of the iTunes music store window and its burning a hole in my proverbial pocket, but I keep holding off, but that little box is constantly screaming FIVE MORE SONGS!!!!
But anyway, things turned out all right.
Now I have to undertake the daunting task of packing, which I didn't entirely unpack in the first place when I came home, so it shouldn't be too bad, right?
GAWD this time next week I'll be doing homework. SUUUUUCK.
I found things to keep me occupied, like taking down the entire Christmas tree, learning how to run the register at work, going to Adult Swim where everyone was three times older than me, getting my new spectacles, getting my car in for the big 30,000 mile checkup, and downloading too much free music off the internet. Oh yeah, and that $15 iTunes giftcard I had is going fast, and I have $5.10 left, and theres a little box with the amount in it at the top of the iTunes music store window and its burning a hole in my proverbial pocket, but I keep holding off, but that little box is constantly screaming FIVE MORE SONGS!!!!
But anyway, things turned out all right.
Now I have to undertake the daunting task of packing, which I didn't entirely unpack in the first place when I came home, so it shouldn't be too bad, right?
GAWD this time next week I'll be doing homework. SUUUUUCK.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Today I watched, for several hours, my little sister's volleyball team play in a mini-tournament. They did quite a nice job, props to them!
I should also probably rephrase that first sentence however. "Today I mustered up a lot of energy to restrain myself to the bench and not leap out to the volleyball court and start smashing balls around and instead just sat there and watched, for several hours, my little sister's volleyball team play in a mini-tournament."
I've been in the habit of playing GemShop, which is a good fun game. In the habit meaning several, several hours of it over the past week. Also my family gets a kick out of saying JEMCHOP, which is really how GemShop sounds when you say it out loud; you should try it.
Sigh, having nothing to do is so much more fun when there are things I should be doing. I guess I shouldn't be complaining, really, because look at all those people doing stuff that wish they were doing nothing. It's ok, I'm making a list for this week. Productivity will be my middle name. And I'll do things like "vacuum" and "clean," words that only enter my vocabulary about three times per year. And then maybe I'll sit and think of ways I can expand that to maintain my own household when I am an adult.
and eep! They finally had The Bens EP at the library, so its time for me to jam out to that!
and really, don't listen to me complain. no point in it.
I should also probably rephrase that first sentence however. "Today I mustered up a lot of energy to restrain myself to the bench and not leap out to the volleyball court and start smashing balls around and instead just sat there and watched, for several hours, my little sister's volleyball team play in a mini-tournament."
I've been in the habit of playing GemShop, which is a good fun game. In the habit meaning several, several hours of it over the past week. Also my family gets a kick out of saying JEMCHOP, which is really how GemShop sounds when you say it out loud; you should try it.
Sigh, having nothing to do is so much more fun when there are things I should be doing. I guess I shouldn't be complaining, really, because look at all those people doing stuff that wish they were doing nothing. It's ok, I'm making a list for this week. Productivity will be my middle name. And I'll do things like "vacuum" and "clean," words that only enter my vocabulary about three times per year. And then maybe I'll sit and think of ways I can expand that to maintain my own household when I am an adult.
and eep! They finally had The Bens EP at the library, so its time for me to jam out to that!
and really, don't listen to me complain. no point in it.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
This morning while I was "waking up," or listening to my alarm (Top-40 radio) while more than half asleep, I heard a new song. "This feels good," I thought to myself as I turned over, eyes closed, and curled up, the music drifting to my ears from a somewhere.
Later I was thinking, "Hmmm...that was a good song, I'll look it up." So I went in the iTunes music store and thought it was a Goo Goo Dolls song, and by golly they had a single that came out about a month ago. So I previewed it, confirmed it was the song "Better Days," the same one that I had heard earlier, and bought it.
It's very good, and I'm glad I got to experience it in that half-awake state. It's the best musical embodiment of Hope that I have heard in a long time.
I got my new glasses today, well picked them out at least. I like them, they are a bit edgier than I am used to, but I think that's what I wanted. I almost went with some uber thick/sharp black frames, but I guess I'm not THAT edgy. My mom gently/motherly/firmly reminded me this is the last pair that she is going to buy for me ever, because by the next time I need a new pair I will need to buy myself because I will have a full time job with benefits. At least, I hope.
I'm not working as much, so that's a good thing I guess, but now I am around in my room not doing too much. I'm in the mood for acoustic music, slightly contemplative but not sad, so matt wertz and death cab are musing me. And this is me not name dropping anymore.
Anyway, I'm feeling a bit guilty because I picked up all of these books at the library but I don't feel like reading them. There is a simple solution to that, to pick one up and read it. And if I can't simply pick up a book, how am I going to change the world? I need to work on that. Or just damn do something.
Maybe the first step in that direction is starting to go to bed before 2:30. Hmm...
I wish I had more interesting things to say, except I haven't done much. And sometimes I regret that.
I really want someone to ask me a question that will make me think and question myself. I've been feeling uncomfortably comfortable lately.
I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain-deathcab
Later I was thinking, "Hmmm...that was a good song, I'll look it up." So I went in the iTunes music store and thought it was a Goo Goo Dolls song, and by golly they had a single that came out about a month ago. So I previewed it, confirmed it was the song "Better Days," the same one that I had heard earlier, and bought it.
It's very good, and I'm glad I got to experience it in that half-awake state. It's the best musical embodiment of Hope that I have heard in a long time.
I got my new glasses today, well picked them out at least. I like them, they are a bit edgier than I am used to, but I think that's what I wanted. I almost went with some uber thick/sharp black frames, but I guess I'm not THAT edgy. My mom gently/motherly/firmly reminded me this is the last pair that she is going to buy for me ever, because by the next time I need a new pair I will need to buy myself because I will have a full time job with benefits. At least, I hope.
I'm not working as much, so that's a good thing I guess, but now I am around in my room not doing too much. I'm in the mood for acoustic music, slightly contemplative but not sad, so matt wertz and death cab are musing me. And this is me not name dropping anymore.
Anyway, I'm feeling a bit guilty because I picked up all of these books at the library but I don't feel like reading them. There is a simple solution to that, to pick one up and read it. And if I can't simply pick up a book, how am I going to change the world? I need to work on that. Or just damn do something.
Maybe the first step in that direction is starting to go to bed before 2:30. Hmm...
I wish I had more interesting things to say, except I haven't done much. And sometimes I regret that.
I really want someone to ask me a question that will make me think and question myself. I've been feeling uncomfortably comfortable lately.
I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain-deathcab
Monday, January 02, 2006
hi.
It's another late night in my life, and it's a characteristic that I wish wasn't turning into a habit. I've got crap all over my bedroom floor, but really, what else is new. Now that I'm done complaining about stupid things...
The holiday break has been relatively decent for me. Positively, I have been working many hours, therefore bringing in an okay paycheck, and that job has been just fine for me -- surviving in the retail world isn't so bad. I guess I could talk about that later too. I've also been able to see many of my friends, and realize how much I really do love them. And even though it's been scattered, sporadic, and a bit fleeting at times, it's been wonderful being at home with my family.
Some of the negatives, I suppose, are better left unsaid, but I will say one thing. I had been in the mindset that if I think I do things God wants me to do, and then I ask Him for things, I will surely get them. How humbling it is then, to realize that there really are greater things than I, and things don't always go the way I want. But somehow the things I don't understand or realize I need are taken care of, often with me not even acknowledging it.
That being said, I must say this is a better holiday break than last year. I'm not beating myself up for being what seemed to be two different people, instead I'm interested in solidating this one person. I feel more, not necessarily confident, but more convicted, if you will.
But, enough about my personal philosophizing. I'm enjoying my job but I visited camp on Friday, and I just missed it. I've been making sales, though, and since I work in retail, I think it's a good thing that people are buying things that I help them pick out. Also, I'm anticipating a new pair of glasses in the next few weeks because the ones I have now look tilted on my face. It doesn't bother me, but I guess it annoys my family who is forced to look at my crooked-glasses face. A lot like how they seriously forced me to use a pencil instead of a pen in Soduko puzzles, which I continually attempt/fail, both in doing the puzzles and pronouncing that word Soduko. That's okay, I'm sure its only for the best, hehehehe. And did you know that there is a Sigur Ros song in The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou? Sure is. Well I'm off to bed even though its another effing two am night. But first, in the spirit of a new year (and another month under "Barchives"!) here is a nice quote I saw earlier this evening.
"The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing." - Walt Disney
It's another late night in my life, and it's a characteristic that I wish wasn't turning into a habit. I've got crap all over my bedroom floor, but really, what else is new. Now that I'm done complaining about stupid things...
The holiday break has been relatively decent for me. Positively, I have been working many hours, therefore bringing in an okay paycheck, and that job has been just fine for me -- surviving in the retail world isn't so bad. I guess I could talk about that later too. I've also been able to see many of my friends, and realize how much I really do love them. And even though it's been scattered, sporadic, and a bit fleeting at times, it's been wonderful being at home with my family.
Some of the negatives, I suppose, are better left unsaid, but I will say one thing. I had been in the mindset that if I think I do things God wants me to do, and then I ask Him for things, I will surely get them. How humbling it is then, to realize that there really are greater things than I, and things don't always go the way I want. But somehow the things I don't understand or realize I need are taken care of, often with me not even acknowledging it.
That being said, I must say this is a better holiday break than last year. I'm not beating myself up for being what seemed to be two different people, instead I'm interested in solidating this one person. I feel more, not necessarily confident, but more convicted, if you will.
But, enough about my personal philosophizing. I'm enjoying my job but I visited camp on Friday, and I just missed it. I've been making sales, though, and since I work in retail, I think it's a good thing that people are buying things that I help them pick out. Also, I'm anticipating a new pair of glasses in the next few weeks because the ones I have now look tilted on my face. It doesn't bother me, but I guess it annoys my family who is forced to look at my crooked-glasses face. A lot like how they seriously forced me to use a pencil instead of a pen in Soduko puzzles, which I continually attempt/fail, both in doing the puzzles and pronouncing that word Soduko. That's okay, I'm sure its only for the best, hehehehe. And did you know that there is a Sigur Ros song in The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou? Sure is. Well I'm off to bed even though its another effing two am night. But first, in the spirit of a new year (and another month under "Barchives"!) here is a nice quote I saw earlier this evening.
"The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing." - Walt Disney