Tuesday, August 31, 2004
A pimple in my eye ball?
I went to the eye doctor and he told me that I have a pimple in my eye ball! Ok we normally don't call eye pimples - eye pimples but sty's (sp?).
At first I did not know what was the matter with my eye. I thought maybe because my car has a sunroof and the roof is falling apart from rust that rust fell in it and I couldn't get it out or something. My friend from work made me laugh so hard last night because he said, "Maybe you will have to have surgery and you won't have an eye anymore. Then people will ask what happened to your eye and you will say, Oh rust fell in um." Maybe I am just weird but I thought that was so funny.
I have had sty's before but not like this. It started on thursday. The days when I had no sleep. First my eye was really achy and I thought that it was because I was tired. So I just rubbed it. (I know, I know you are never to rub your eyes) Then the next day I had no sleep and I just figured it was cuz I was still tired. Then I slept in the next day and it still hurt. I didn't think too much of it. Then sunday I woke up and it was swollen a little. So my roommate made me put a hot rag on it. Didn't help too much. Then Monday it was swollen twice as much. So I called the eye doctor and made an appointment for today. The best thing about it was that I got to leave work an hour and a half early and it got me into the eye doctor.
Anyways, I loved this eye doctor. I got there and sat down for two minutes and then I filled out the paper and had my check up. I have been over due for my check up for a long time now. I just have been procrastinating. I guess it took a sty to get me in there.
So I fill out the paper work at the doctors office and he calls the insurance people that I am supposed to have provided for me by my job and they say that they have no records of me. WHAT!? I have been working for them now for a year and you are supposed to have benifits after one month! What the heck?
The doc was cool though and he let me get the check up and told me to get my benifits taken care of and call him. Then I would come in and pick out my glasses. The human resorces people are still working on trying to find my benifits and stuff. It is getting really annoying. But that is ok.
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At first I did not know what was the matter with my eye. I thought maybe because my car has a sunroof and the roof is falling apart from rust that rust fell in it and I couldn't get it out or something. My friend from work made me laugh so hard last night because he said, "Maybe you will have to have surgery and you won't have an eye anymore. Then people will ask what happened to your eye and you will say, Oh rust fell in um." Maybe I am just weird but I thought that was so funny.
I have had sty's before but not like this. It started on thursday. The days when I had no sleep. First my eye was really achy and I thought that it was because I was tired. So I just rubbed it. (I know, I know you are never to rub your eyes) Then the next day I had no sleep and I just figured it was cuz I was still tired. Then I slept in the next day and it still hurt. I didn't think too much of it. Then sunday I woke up and it was swollen a little. So my roommate made me put a hot rag on it. Didn't help too much. Then Monday it was swollen twice as much. So I called the eye doctor and made an appointment for today. The best thing about it was that I got to leave work an hour and a half early and it got me into the eye doctor.
Anyways, I loved this eye doctor. I got there and sat down for two minutes and then I filled out the paper and had my check up. I have been over due for my check up for a long time now. I just have been procrastinating. I guess it took a sty to get me in there.
So I fill out the paper work at the doctors office and he calls the insurance people that I am supposed to have provided for me by my job and they say that they have no records of me. WHAT!? I have been working for them now for a year and you are supposed to have benifits after one month! What the heck?
The doc was cool though and he let me get the check up and told me to get my benifits taken care of and call him. Then I would come in and pick out my glasses. The human resorces people are still working on trying to find my benifits and stuff. It is getting really annoying. But that is ok.
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Thursday, August 26, 2004
Hello sperm, meet egg!
Last night while I was at work I was talking with one of the guys. The two of us like to talk about things from the Bible and where we stand on certain issues.
He asked me when I thought the soul was created. Was it created before our bodies were created or was it created the second that the sperm met the egg?
I thought that was a very good question. I don't think that the Bible says when the soul was created. God does say that he knew us when we were in the womb but it doesn't say that He knew us before we were in the womb.
This question brings us to another question. If the soul was created before sperm met the egg then where does God keep all the souls?
I am asking you this question. If our souls were created before our bodies then where are the the souls kept before the bodies are created? Please leave a comment and tell me what you think.
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He asked me when I thought the soul was created. Was it created before our bodies were created or was it created the second that the sperm met the egg?
I thought that was a very good question. I don't think that the Bible says when the soul was created. God does say that he knew us when we were in the womb but it doesn't say that He knew us before we were in the womb.
This question brings us to another question. If the soul was created before sperm met the egg then where does God keep all the souls?
I am asking you this question. If our souls were created before our bodies then where are the the souls kept before the bodies are created? Please leave a comment and tell me what you think.
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I ran out of gas.
Yesterday I took my car in to get the odometer taken out so that I could fix it. I waited for them to take it out then I had my roommate take me to the guy who fixes the odometer. He told me that it would not be ready till the next day. That really sucked.
So I went to pick up the odometer at the fix it guys place at 8:30am. Then took it to the shop where my car was so that they could put it back in. Then I went to my 9 o'clock class and told the mechanics that I would be back at noon to pick up my car.
After class I had my friend drop me off. I go inside and the mechanic asked if I got his message. I hadn't seeing as I was in class the whole time. He said that the speedometer cable had broken. It was going to cost me $65 to buy the cable abd $100 to replace it. SUCK!!!! They had not even put the odometer back in yet either! I had to wait for 3 hours for them to put it back in. So I took a two and a half hour nap in the waiting room while I waited because I had only slept for four hours the night before.
I was going to go and get a cell phone today after picking up my car. But once the car was done I had to go back to school for another class.
I never had the chance to get the phone because I had to leave for my high school small group that I lead. I also had to pick up one of the kids on the way. I was hoping that I would be able to make it to the town where small group was because gas there is 12 cents cheaper. I thought I would be able to make it.
Not a chance. On the freeway I ran out of gas. So Jose and I got out and walked to the call bax that had an emergancy phone in it. Jose told me that he thought that this was so cool. I thought he was crazy. I had a good attitude about it though.
We walked back to the car and sat on the wall next to the freeway and waited for our friend Dixon to come and bring us a can of gas because a gas station was too far for us to walk.
We waited and waited. I felt like I was going to spend the rest of my life sitting on that wall waiting. Finally Dixon showed up and I started to put the one gallon of gas in my car.
While I was doing this Jose walked up to me and said, "Hey, its Miles." As if Miles was some famous guy. Miles is the guitar player in my band. He had seen me on the side of the road and wondered if I was ok so he turned around to check.
Finally we made it to small group and hour late! But at least we made it. We had small group and after all the kids came out to see my car. One of the guys, Justin, reads my blog so he had read that entry that I made saying that I was in love.
They were looking at it and Justin kept on saying that he was falling in love and thought that my car was the best. I asked him if he was making fun of me and he said no. They got a kick out of the rust holes in the roof and the different color hood and fender. But they all loved it and thought that it screamed my name. I thought that was cute.
They really loved it. One of the guys even said they were getting hot over my car. I thought that was funny. They all wanted to know if it went fast too. And of course I told them it did.
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So I went to pick up the odometer at the fix it guys place at 8:30am. Then took it to the shop where my car was so that they could put it back in. Then I went to my 9 o'clock class and told the mechanics that I would be back at noon to pick up my car.
After class I had my friend drop me off. I go inside and the mechanic asked if I got his message. I hadn't seeing as I was in class the whole time. He said that the speedometer cable had broken. It was going to cost me $65 to buy the cable abd $100 to replace it. SUCK!!!! They had not even put the odometer back in yet either! I had to wait for 3 hours for them to put it back in. So I took a two and a half hour nap in the waiting room while I waited because I had only slept for four hours the night before.
I was going to go and get a cell phone today after picking up my car. But once the car was done I had to go back to school for another class.
I never had the chance to get the phone because I had to leave for my high school small group that I lead. I also had to pick up one of the kids on the way. I was hoping that I would be able to make it to the town where small group was because gas there is 12 cents cheaper. I thought I would be able to make it.
Not a chance. On the freeway I ran out of gas. So Jose and I got out and walked to the call bax that had an emergancy phone in it. Jose told me that he thought that this was so cool. I thought he was crazy. I had a good attitude about it though.
We walked back to the car and sat on the wall next to the freeway and waited for our friend Dixon to come and bring us a can of gas because a gas station was too far for us to walk.
We waited and waited. I felt like I was going to spend the rest of my life sitting on that wall waiting. Finally Dixon showed up and I started to put the one gallon of gas in my car.
While I was doing this Jose walked up to me and said, "Hey, its Miles." As if Miles was some famous guy. Miles is the guitar player in my band. He had seen me on the side of the road and wondered if I was ok so he turned around to check.
Finally we made it to small group and hour late! But at least we made it. We had small group and after all the kids came out to see my car. One of the guys, Justin, reads my blog so he had read that entry that I made saying that I was in love.
They were looking at it and Justin kept on saying that he was falling in love and thought that my car was the best. I asked him if he was making fun of me and he said no. They got a kick out of the rust holes in the roof and the different color hood and fender. But they all loved it and thought that it screamed my name. I thought that was cute.
They really loved it. One of the guys even said they were getting hot over my car. I thought that was funny. They all wanted to know if it went fast too. And of course I told them it did.
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Monday, August 23, 2004
To move or not to move...that is the question.
I have been thinking about moving to Seattle WA. My band is thinking about relocating there because it would be easier for us to make it big over there.
I have always been skeptical about small time bands thinking that they could make it big. I have been in some really good bands and they had some really good potential. The problem with the whole idea of "Making it big" is that most of the time the people who make it big have a lot of money that they can use to help them make it big.
My band has no money to make it big. We are all just normal 20/30 something people with regular jobs. Yeah we have a good sound and everyone who comes to our shows think that we sound good. But there are so many bands that sound good. That are so talented that never make it big.
One of the things that made me think twice about this was Randall. He is my drummer and he is the oldest one in our band. He is the one who is the most realistic. He has his head screwed on really tight. He made a comment yesterday saying that he was positive that if we kept on play that he was sure that we would get sponsored. I just stopped and looked at him. He was serious.
I told my band that I thought them going to Seattle was a good idea. But that I would not be able to go with them because I had to stay here and finish school and then go and be a missionary. I told them if they wanted to find another bass player who was committed to going then they were free to. They said that they would wait till the time came.
I don't know why I am thinking about this now because they don't even plan on going for another year and a half. I should just wait and decide then.
Then I was thinking that this could be a temptation for me to draw me away from the mission field. But then I was thinking that I can do missions later but I might not be able to do music and be in a band later. Maybe the band will be where I can get money to pay for my missions. But then we could also not make it. And the would thing would be a waste of my time.
The band asked me to reconsider going. I told them that I was but I would wait to decide when the time came. I told them that if God wanted me to go then I would go but if He didn't then I would have to stay behind. Because if I went and God didn't want me to go with them it would be bad and miserable for all of us.
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I have always been skeptical about small time bands thinking that they could make it big. I have been in some really good bands and they had some really good potential. The problem with the whole idea of "Making it big" is that most of the time the people who make it big have a lot of money that they can use to help them make it big.
My band has no money to make it big. We are all just normal 20/30 something people with regular jobs. Yeah we have a good sound and everyone who comes to our shows think that we sound good. But there are so many bands that sound good. That are so talented that never make it big.
One of the things that made me think twice about this was Randall. He is my drummer and he is the oldest one in our band. He is the one who is the most realistic. He has his head screwed on really tight. He made a comment yesterday saying that he was positive that if we kept on play that he was sure that we would get sponsored. I just stopped and looked at him. He was serious.
I told my band that I thought them going to Seattle was a good idea. But that I would not be able to go with them because I had to stay here and finish school and then go and be a missionary. I told them if they wanted to find another bass player who was committed to going then they were free to. They said that they would wait till the time came.
I don't know why I am thinking about this now because they don't even plan on going for another year and a half. I should just wait and decide then.
Then I was thinking that this could be a temptation for me to draw me away from the mission field. But then I was thinking that I can do missions later but I might not be able to do music and be in a band later. Maybe the band will be where I can get money to pay for my missions. But then we could also not make it. And the would thing would be a waste of my time.
The band asked me to reconsider going. I told them that I was but I would wait to decide when the time came. I told them that if God wanted me to go then I would go but if He didn't then I would have to stay behind. Because if I went and God didn't want me to go with them it would be bad and miserable for all of us.
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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
So many memories!
It is strange that one chorus of a song can effect a person so deeply.
I was at work today and I was listening to a CD of church music trying to find some song for us to start working on. I had listened to this group so many times (they have a lot of CD's) and I did not remember any of these songs. This CD was five years old.
I was just sitting here inputting the data into the computer minding my own business and then the chorus of a song comes on. I hadn't even recognized the song at all. It did not seem familiar at all! Anyways the chorus comes on and I knew the chorus! My heart started to run the marathon and so many memories flooded my mind! Good memories. But thinking those good memories caused a butt load of horrible memories to come crashing in. My heart was winning the race it was going so fast.
Just when you think that you are good and over the past, something comes along to stir it all up again! Why do these things happen? Sometimes I wish that I could erase parts of my mind like on the movie Eternal Sunshine.
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I was at work today and I was listening to a CD of church music trying to find some song for us to start working on. I had listened to this group so many times (they have a lot of CD's) and I did not remember any of these songs. This CD was five years old.
I was just sitting here inputting the data into the computer minding my own business and then the chorus of a song comes on. I hadn't even recognized the song at all. It did not seem familiar at all! Anyways the chorus comes on and I knew the chorus! My heart started to run the marathon and so many memories flooded my mind! Good memories. But thinking those good memories caused a butt load of horrible memories to come crashing in. My heart was winning the race it was going so fast.
Just when you think that you are good and over the past, something comes along to stir it all up again! Why do these things happen? Sometimes I wish that I could erase parts of my mind like on the movie Eternal Sunshine.
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Saturday, August 14, 2004
I hope my mechanic is not in love with me!
I think that my mechanic is in love with me. The car that I bought had some minor problems that the previous owner was going to take care of for me. He sent his friend over to fix the problems.
I was wearing my Thai coca cola shirt and he asked about it and I told him that I got the shirt in Thailand. He asked me why I went there and I told him it was for a mission trip. Then he started to ask me question about my church and other things. He said that he was really interested in coming to church.
He had to leave to go on an overnight fishing trip.
Being the missionary that I am I called the guy tonight to see if he wanted to go to church tomorrow. I was not going to let this one talk himself out of going.
I called him and we set a time to meet at the church then he asked how I was doing and if everything was ok. I told him everything was fine. Kinda made me nervous his question. Then he told me that he caught a 111 lb fish. He asked if I like tuna and I said yes. I guess he is going to bring me some tomorrow at church.
I am worried. I want the guy to go to church but I don't want him to like me. Oh well. At least there will be a butt load of people there and I have so much stuff to do that I will not be able to hang out with him after the service. *sigh*
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I was wearing my Thai coca cola shirt and he asked about it and I told him that I got the shirt in Thailand. He asked me why I went there and I told him it was for a mission trip. Then he started to ask me question about my church and other things. He said that he was really interested in coming to church.
He had to leave to go on an overnight fishing trip.
Being the missionary that I am I called the guy tonight to see if he wanted to go to church tomorrow. I was not going to let this one talk himself out of going.
I called him and we set a time to meet at the church then he asked how I was doing and if everything was ok. I told him everything was fine. Kinda made me nervous his question. Then he told me that he caught a 111 lb fish. He asked if I like tuna and I said yes. I guess he is going to bring me some tomorrow at church.
I am worried. I want the guy to go to church but I don't want him to like me. Oh well. At least there will be a butt load of people there and I have so much stuff to do that I will not be able to hang out with him after the service. *sigh*
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Friday, August 13, 2004
Nothing to eat except for cake!
All I have been eating lately is haupia cake. (coconut cake) I have probably eaten nearly ten big slices of this cake. There is nothing to eat in my apartment except for this huge sheet cake. It is huge and I have no idea where it came from.
This happens to me a lot. Food just randomly appears in my house. Once I came home from somewhere I don't remember where and there was three garbage bags full of good food on my doorstep. I don't know how it got there because there is a door that is locked that you have to get through to even get to my doorstep.
Another time there was two five pound containers of Country Crock margarine in the fridge which is weird because both my roommate and I buy butter. So I ask all my roommates where it came from and they all had no idea. Also in the fridge at this time was some salad and not one of us knew where that came from either.
There was at another time a big can of spaghetti sauce in the cupboard. That does not sound too weird except for the fact that when I make spaghetti I make it from scratch and not from a can. I asked my roommate and she had no idea about it and I asked her if she thought it would be ok if we took it back to the store and got something different. She laughed at me and asked, "Which store?" I did not know so we just made spaghetti from a can. It wasn't too bad.
Now back to my story of having nothing to eat. Well I do have cans of tuna. But one of my roommates thought it would be clever if she could soak the can opener in a bowl full of water. Well after it dried the thing rusted up and now it does not work. Normally I would just walk downstairs to my good friend Antonio's house and use his. Well today I was just too lazy to walk downstairs and I had been eating tuna since I got back from California so I was not really in the mood.
So I look in the cupboard and see a box of Mac and Cheese that I had bought quite awhile ago. Now, I have no idea why I bought the Mac and cheese because you need to use milk to make it and I never buy milk because it is way too expensive. Nearly US$6 a gallon. Ridiculous! So seeing the Mac and cheese box I think to myself maybe there will be milk in the fridge for some strange reason. So I look inside and lo and behold there is a gallon of milk. I don't know why I never saw it before from all the times that I ate the mystery cake. (today included) I assume that my roommate bought the milk but I could be wrong on that too. So I checked the expiration date and it was for the 20th and opened it up and smelled it. Smelled ok. So I made Mac and cheese.
Yay! Something besides mystery cake! Whoo hooo!!!
Well if I never come back to you will know that I have been poisoned from all the food that shows up in my house that I eat because I am too cheap to go and buy my own. So lets hope that no one tries to do that to me. :)
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This happens to me a lot. Food just randomly appears in my house. Once I came home from somewhere I don't remember where and there was three garbage bags full of good food on my doorstep. I don't know how it got there because there is a door that is locked that you have to get through to even get to my doorstep.
Another time there was two five pound containers of Country Crock margarine in the fridge which is weird because both my roommate and I buy butter. So I ask all my roommates where it came from and they all had no idea. Also in the fridge at this time was some salad and not one of us knew where that came from either.
There was at another time a big can of spaghetti sauce in the cupboard. That does not sound too weird except for the fact that when I make spaghetti I make it from scratch and not from a can. I asked my roommate and she had no idea about it and I asked her if she thought it would be ok if we took it back to the store and got something different. She laughed at me and asked, "Which store?" I did not know so we just made spaghetti from a can. It wasn't too bad.
Now back to my story of having nothing to eat. Well I do have cans of tuna. But one of my roommates thought it would be clever if she could soak the can opener in a bowl full of water. Well after it dried the thing rusted up and now it does not work. Normally I would just walk downstairs to my good friend Antonio's house and use his. Well today I was just too lazy to walk downstairs and I had been eating tuna since I got back from California so I was not really in the mood.
So I look in the cupboard and see a box of Mac and Cheese that I had bought quite awhile ago. Now, I have no idea why I bought the Mac and cheese because you need to use milk to make it and I never buy milk because it is way too expensive. Nearly US$6 a gallon. Ridiculous! So seeing the Mac and cheese box I think to myself maybe there will be milk in the fridge for some strange reason. So I look inside and lo and behold there is a gallon of milk. I don't know why I never saw it before from all the times that I ate the mystery cake. (today included) I assume that my roommate bought the milk but I could be wrong on that too. So I checked the expiration date and it was for the 20th and opened it up and smelled it. Smelled ok. So I made Mac and cheese.
Yay! Something besides mystery cake! Whoo hooo!!!
Well if I never come back to you will know that I have been poisoned from all the food that shows up in my house that I eat because I am too cheap to go and buy my own. So lets hope that no one tries to do that to me. :)
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I am so in love!
I have to say that I am in love! I am so giddy in love. I cannot wipe the grin off my face.
He is so cute. I love him so much. I have been in love with him for a really long time. I met him first when I was with my ex. And I fell in love. He has so much character.
I know he has lots of flaws but I know that they can change. I bet you are saying "Oh no Christine! Don't expect the guy to change for you!" Well I know, but this is different. He is a car. A Volkswagen golf GTI series! 1988! There are some rust damage on the roof. It is kinda bad but I can get that fixed. I bought it for $750 US. *sigh* *grin* *sigh*
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He is so cute. I love him so much. I have been in love with him for a really long time. I met him first when I was with my ex. And I fell in love. He has so much character.
I know he has lots of flaws but I know that they can change. I bet you are saying "Oh no Christine! Don't expect the guy to change for you!" Well I know, but this is different. He is a car. A Volkswagen golf GTI series! 1988! There are some rust damage on the roof. It is kinda bad but I can get that fixed. I bought it for $750 US. *sigh* *grin* *sigh*
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Thursday, August 12, 2004
Bird poop in my kitchen?
Today I wake up and walk to my kitchen. First I hear a bird chirping. Lately I have been hearing the bird outside so I didn't think much of it at first.
Then I walk into the kitchen and lo and behold there is a bird chirping away and hopping around on my kitchen floor. "What the heck?" came out of my mouth and the bird stopped his happy dance at was telling me he was happy to be there and looked at me and turned around, put his nose up in the air and walked outside.
I guess that is what I get for leaving the kitchen door open all night long. Maybe I should stop being so lazy all the time. I should close the door when I leave. I mean I don't want bird poop all over my house!
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Then I walk into the kitchen and lo and behold there is a bird chirping away and hopping around on my kitchen floor. "What the heck?" came out of my mouth and the bird stopped his happy dance at was telling me he was happy to be there and looked at me and turned around, put his nose up in the air and walked outside.
I guess that is what I get for leaving the kitchen door open all night long. Maybe I should stop being so lazy all the time. I should close the door when I leave. I mean I don't want bird poop all over my house!
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Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Napoleon Dynamite
I just love the movie Napoleon Dynamite! It is one of those stupid movies. I saw it for the second time yesterday. The first time I saw it I didn't laugh so much. But I couldn't stop laughing right from the opening credits the second time.
I appreciated the credits a lot more the second time than the first. The credits are done on different random floors and then there are plates of food placed on the floors that have the peoples names on it and stuff. The first time I saw it I just thought that they were random meals but after watching it the second time I realized that these foods are foods that you see them eating throughout the movie. Very clever I think.
I read a review or something and the guy didn't like the movie. I guess I am just a weird one. (Yes I can admit it.) I love stupid humor. I just laughed right away on the first shot of Napoleon where he is just standing there with his eyes half open and he is not doing anything except having his mouth gaping open.
My friend whose first time seeing it looked at me and said, "Why are you laughing?" I just shrugged my shoulders and laughed.
One of my favorite parts is when Napoleon does his dance routine. He does such a good job. You don't expect him to be a good dancer then he just lets it all out. He was just so cute. I couldn't help but get a small kine crush on the kid.
One thing that I thought was funny was how the clothes were from the 70's. Especially Napoleon's Prom outfit. But the music is from the 80's or something (I love the music). And the world wide web/technology stuff from the 90's. (ok ok I got that stuff from the review that I read but here is some more stuff that I noticed on my own.)
Watching the movie you think that it is set in the 80's but in the opening credits if you notice on his school ID card it has the school year on it, 2004-2005. (ok ok I did not notice this on my own either my sister pointed it out to me but the rest is my own I promise.)
They go to some school in Idaho and their initials are PHS. I don't exactly know what that stands for except something high school but... They have a presidential election and I don't know any Jr high school that does that. Maybe I am wrong. Anyways they have recess. Have you heard of a high school with recess? At recess Napoleon plays tether ball and you see some of the other kids playing jump rope. These seem like Jr. High school stuff too me.
Well if you go see the movie I hope that you like it. I loved it! If you didn't like it feel free to tell me so. It won't hurt my feelings. If you do go and see it or if you have already seen it and noticed some other quirky things let me know about those too.
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I appreciated the credits a lot more the second time than the first. The credits are done on different random floors and then there are plates of food placed on the floors that have the peoples names on it and stuff. The first time I saw it I just thought that they were random meals but after watching it the second time I realized that these foods are foods that you see them eating throughout the movie. Very clever I think.
I read a review or something and the guy didn't like the movie. I guess I am just a weird one. (Yes I can admit it.) I love stupid humor. I just laughed right away on the first shot of Napoleon where he is just standing there with his eyes half open and he is not doing anything except having his mouth gaping open.
My friend whose first time seeing it looked at me and said, "Why are you laughing?" I just shrugged my shoulders and laughed.
One of my favorite parts is when Napoleon does his dance routine. He does such a good job. You don't expect him to be a good dancer then he just lets it all out. He was just so cute. I couldn't help but get a small kine crush on the kid.
One thing that I thought was funny was how the clothes were from the 70's. Especially Napoleon's Prom outfit. But the music is from the 80's or something (I love the music). And the world wide web/technology stuff from the 90's. (ok ok I got that stuff from the review that I read but here is some more stuff that I noticed on my own.)
Watching the movie you think that it is set in the 80's but in the opening credits if you notice on his school ID card it has the school year on it, 2004-2005. (ok ok I did not notice this on my own either my sister pointed it out to me but the rest is my own I promise.)
They go to some school in Idaho and their initials are PHS. I don't exactly know what that stands for except something high school but... They have a presidential election and I don't know any Jr high school that does that. Maybe I am wrong. Anyways they have recess. Have you heard of a high school with recess? At recess Napoleon plays tether ball and you see some of the other kids playing jump rope. These seem like Jr. High school stuff too me.
Well if you go see the movie I hope that you like it. I loved it! If you didn't like it feel free to tell me so. It won't hurt my feelings. If you do go and see it or if you have already seen it and noticed some other quirky things let me know about those too.
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Monday, August 09, 2004
Am I a un-tamable horse?
I have been watching my favorite show a lot lately. Sex and the City. One thing that happened was that she thought that she couldn't tame Mr. Big. Then Mr. Big got engaged and married and she realized that she had tamed Mr. Big. It was her that was un-tamable.
That made me think about myself. Am I un-tamable?
One of my friends told me that the older you get the more set in your ways you become and the less likely that you have a chance of getting married. Because you are so set in your ways that you don't want to give up your freedom.
Then there was an episode that Miranda and Carrie saw their ex's sitting together at a restaurant. They had to stop and compose themselves before walking past. The girls had thought that they were talking about them. So they walked out and faced their fears of seeing them and while the four of them were talking two other girls showed up. They were the guys girlfriends.
The girls, the main character's of the show, were discussing this later at their house. What was going on? How come boys can move on so fast when the girls are so busy wondering what went wrong? Why is it so easy for them to move on.
It has been a year for me since the break up and I still think about it every day. What is the matter with me? Why can't I move on? Why is he engaged? What makes men and women so different?
I know someone who would say, "It's got to be the Y chromosome." But is it? Maybe it is the X chromosome. Maybe the problem is not the guy but the girl?
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That made me think about myself. Am I un-tamable?
One of my friends told me that the older you get the more set in your ways you become and the less likely that you have a chance of getting married. Because you are so set in your ways that you don't want to give up your freedom.
Then there was an episode that Miranda and Carrie saw their ex's sitting together at a restaurant. They had to stop and compose themselves before walking past. The girls had thought that they were talking about them. So they walked out and faced their fears of seeing them and while the four of them were talking two other girls showed up. They were the guys girlfriends.
The girls, the main character's of the show, were discussing this later at their house. What was going on? How come boys can move on so fast when the girls are so busy wondering what went wrong? Why is it so easy for them to move on.
It has been a year for me since the break up and I still think about it every day. What is the matter with me? Why can't I move on? Why is he engaged? What makes men and women so different?
I know someone who would say, "It's got to be the Y chromosome." But is it? Maybe it is the X chromosome. Maybe the problem is not the guy but the girl?
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Foolishness
So what is a fool anyways? How big of a deal is foolishness? I have been thinking about this a lot the past couple days.
The definition of a fool is: One who is deficient in judgment, sense, or understanding. One who acts unwisely on a given occasion. A mentally deficient person; an idiot. To deceive or trick; dupe. To engage in idle or frivolous activity. A person deficient in intellect; one who acts absurdly, or pursues a course contrary to the dictates of wisdom; one without judgment; a simpleton; a dolt.(I did not include the ones about a jester or someone whose job is in entertainment.)
I know that if I look up the word folly I will find more but I am too tired to look it up at this time.
But what made me think about this was an older lady friend of my pointed this out when I was telling her about some of the problems I was having with some of my friends and how they make me mad about some of the things that they do and say. So she was telling me about foolishness. (normally I don't like to put a whole lot of religious stuff in here but...) She read me this verse in the Bible Proverbs 13:20 which says, "He who walks with wise men will be wise, But the companion of fools will be destroyed."
That made me think...
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The definition of a fool is: One who is deficient in judgment, sense, or understanding. One who acts unwisely on a given occasion. A mentally deficient person; an idiot. To deceive or trick; dupe. To engage in idle or frivolous activity. A person deficient in intellect; one who acts absurdly, or pursues a course contrary to the dictates of wisdom; one without judgment; a simpleton; a dolt.(I did not include the ones about a jester or someone whose job is in entertainment.)
I know that if I look up the word folly I will find more but I am too tired to look it up at this time.
But what made me think about this was an older lady friend of my pointed this out when I was telling her about some of the problems I was having with some of my friends and how they make me mad about some of the things that they do and say. So she was telling me about foolishness. (normally I don't like to put a whole lot of religious stuff in here but...) She read me this verse in the Bible Proverbs 13:20 which says, "He who walks with wise men will be wise, But the companion of fools will be destroyed."
That made me think...
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Sunday, August 08, 2004
I went to Thailand
Well I went to Thailand and came back and now I am in California.
I made another blog that I posted to while I was in Thailand because I was supposed to have a journal that I wrote in everyday for school. I will put the link in the link section to that blog so you can read it when you please.
I bet you are wondering why am I in California. Well my granddad died on Tuesday and so work had to give me time off to go home for the funeral.
When I was in Thailand God told me that he was going to die. When my sister was at my house she left her shower stuff in my shower. She wanted me to send it to her in the mail and so I said ok. While I was in Thailand I bought her some stuff and so I had this inner dialog going on.
Me : "I will just put this in her box when I send her stuff back home."
Reply to myself: "Why are you going to spend all that money to send her a box when you can just take it to her?"
Me: "What are you talking about? You aren't going home until next April or so."
Then I was wearing my Newcastle Cheese shop shirt and ...
Me: "ooohhhhhh I get to eat one of these sandwitches soon."
Reply to myself: "What are you talking about? You aren't going home!"
Me: "Yes huh! Papa is going to die so you are going to go home."
Then I was talking to my sister on the IM and I asked how Papa was and she said that Dad said that he was doing so much better. That he even took some steps last Sunday. So I just figured that I was wrong again and that it probably happen again.
Then my mom called me three days after I got back to Hawaii. The minute that I heard her voice I knew what had happened. Papa was going to die that night and he did. The next day I bought a plane ticket and then the next day I was on the plane to Cali. I felt like I was living on the plane this month. oh well.
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I made another blog that I posted to while I was in Thailand because I was supposed to have a journal that I wrote in everyday for school. I will put the link in the link section to that blog so you can read it when you please.
I bet you are wondering why am I in California. Well my granddad died on Tuesday and so work had to give me time off to go home for the funeral.
When I was in Thailand God told me that he was going to die. When my sister was at my house she left her shower stuff in my shower. She wanted me to send it to her in the mail and so I said ok. While I was in Thailand I bought her some stuff and so I had this inner dialog going on.
Me : "I will just put this in her box when I send her stuff back home."
Reply to myself: "Why are you going to spend all that money to send her a box when you can just take it to her?"
Me: "What are you talking about? You aren't going home until next April or so."
Then I was wearing my Newcastle Cheese shop shirt and ...
Me: "ooohhhhhh I get to eat one of these sandwitches soon."
Reply to myself: "What are you talking about? You aren't going home!"
Me: "Yes huh! Papa is going to die so you are going to go home."
Then I was talking to my sister on the IM and I asked how Papa was and she said that Dad said that he was doing so much better. That he even took some steps last Sunday. So I just figured that I was wrong again and that it probably happen again.
Then my mom called me three days after I got back to Hawaii. The minute that I heard her voice I knew what had happened. Papa was going to die that night and he did. The next day I bought a plane ticket and then the next day I was on the plane to Cali. I felt like I was living on the plane this month. oh well.
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