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The Lost Art of Sacrifice

2010-06-07T23:38:00.000-05:00

sac·ri·fice [sak-ruh-fahys] noun, verb,-ficed, -fic·ing.

–noun

1. the offering of animal, plant, or human life or of some material possession to a deity, as in propitiation or homage.

2. the person, animal, or thing so offered.

3. the surrender or destruction of something prized or desirable for the sake of something considered as having a higher or more pressing claim.

4. the thing so surrendered or devoted.

5. a loss incurred in selling something below its value.

6. Also called sacrifice bunt, sacrifice hit. Baseball. a bunt made when there are fewer than two players out, not resulting in a double play, that advances the base runner nearest home without an error being committed if there is an attempt to put the runner out, and that results in either the batter's being put out at first base, reaching first on an error made in the attempt for the put-out, or being safe because of an attempt to put out another runner.

–verb (used with object)

7. to make a sacrifice or offering of.

8. to surrender or give up, or permit injury or disadvantage to, for the sake of something else.

9. to dispose of (goods, property, etc.) regardless of profit.

10 Baseball. to cause the advance of (a base runner) by a sacrifice.

–verb (used without object)

11. Baseball. to make a sacrifice: He sacrificed with two on and none out.

12. to offer or make a sacrifice.

Origin:
1225–75; (n.) ME <>sacrificium, equiv. to sacri- (comb. form of sacer holy) + -fic-, comb. form of facere to make, do¹ + -ium -ium;(v.) ME sacrifisen, deriv. of the n.

—Related forms

sac·ri·fice·a·ble, adjective

sac·ri·fic·er, noun

non·sac·ri·fice, noun

non·sac·ri·fic·ing, adjective

pre·sac·ri·fice, noun, verb,-ficed, -fic·ing.

su·per·sac·ri·fice, noun, verb (used with object),-ficed, -fic·ing.

un·sac·ri·fice·a·ble, adjective

un·sac·ri·ficed, adjective

un·sac·ri·fic·ing, adjective

well-sac·ri·ficed, adjective

—Synonyms
8. relinquish, forgo, renounce.

I’ve been thinking a lot about sacrifice recently, and how it really applies to humans. Generally people today don’t truly understand what sacrifice is. It’s a wordy that’s bandied around when two people are fighting in order to gain a leg up in the argument or to throw a guilt trip. But really what is sacrifice?

Biblically sacrificing was begun in the Garden of Eden. You know the story. Adam and Eve eat what they are told not to, hide from God and make clothes out of leaves to hide their nakedness, from themselves and God. This would have worked beautifully if they hadn’t introduced death into the world. We all know what happens to leaves after you take them off the tree. Crunchy clothes. YAY! (Sarcasm by the way) God say this and made them clothes of animal skins. Animals had to die for those clothes to be made, and thus the very first sacrifice was made. Now, knowing what we know of what was required of the followers of early Judaism in the realm of animal sacrificing for the atonement of sins, we can safely assume that of all the perfect creatures that God made in an unblemished world, He chose the most perfect of the perfect (is that possible? For the sake of this post; Yes, Yes it is.)

After this first sacrifice God required a sacrifice to atone for the sins of humanity, which were to fit certain rules. There were different kinds of sacrifices (different animals, grain) the common thing about all sacrifices is that it had to be the best of your belongings. The best, unblemished lambs, bulls, doves, grain, et cetera.

So at the very beginning, (even in other religions that called for sacrifices, it was always called for the best of what you owned to be sacrificed) Sacrifice was knowingly, willingly giving up the best for

Sacrificing was the action of thinking outside of yourself. Of looking at the greater good, and saying, what’s one spotless, perfect lamb that would sell well or feed my family in comparison with the Presence and favor of the Creator of the universe?

Somewhere along the way we’ve lost what the spirit of sacrifice is. We make token gestures, “sacrificing” that old wardrobe, or furniture to goodwill or a family in need. But then we go and by better for ourselves. TRUE sacrifice would be buying the nice clothes and the better furniture and giving THAT to goodwill or a family in need. But that’s two difficult because we are selfish creatures.

I guess it boils down to, sacrifice, TRUE sacrifice is an act of love and devotion. The early Jewish people sacrifice because of their love and devotion for the Lord. We sacrifice our hopes, desires, and dreams, so that those we love can achieve something. So that they can have something they have always wanted. The funny thing is, that when done for the right reasons, it doesn’t feel like the best we own is being stripped, it’s a joyful experience of giving up something that turned out to be not nearly as important as what we gained. The happiness and joy of someone we care about.

There’s a scene in A Knights Tale that I think of sometimes when I think of sacrifice:

William is telling Jocelyn that he loves her and that to prove his love he is going to win this tournament for her. Jocelyn rolls her eyes, and tells him “If you love me, you will give up your pride and you will lose the match.” Of course Will, says he won’t do it, and that’s she’s mad and rails against losing. Will tells her that he will not lose. She simply replies; “then you do not love me.” Of course Will does end up taking blow after blow and losing, but upon seeing that he truly does love her, she no longer wants him to lose. It wasn’t that Jocelyn wanted him to lose, so much as show that He was willing to sacrifice the best of his personal desires and wants because he loved her.

I like to think that William realized two things; A) He truly loved Jocelyn enough to do whatever it took to make her his, and B) that he realized that the momentary and fleeting victory in the Tournament was paltry in comparison to life with Jocelyn. And to think, his pride almost lost him the love of his life.

In the end that is all sacrifice is. Sometimes we really do have to lose (and not just be willing to lose, or start to lose) in order to gain. It’s one of those paradoxes of life that doesn’t really make sense until you experience it, and then it’s the most natural thing in the world.

Are you willing to lose what you hold dear and love, in order to gain something infinitely better than a momentary victory?

How College Stole My Creativity and Imagination

2010-06-03T21:30:00.000-05:00

I love to read. Anyone who knows me knows what a gross understatement that is. Maybe this will help you grasp how much I am a bibliophile. When I was little, my idea of heaven was the library from Beauty and the Beast, but bigger. To a ten year old me, heaven was nothing but a giant library that I could spend eternity reading in. One of the reasons I love to read is the ability to connect with the characters. And on stories that I really connect with, I have always been able to create a spinoff story involving.. well, me of course. Most nights it was how I put myself to sleep; imagining myself in ancient England, Ireland, Greece, Hungry or maybe a futuristic planet, or the wild wild west or anywhere else my imagination wanted to take me. (if anyone said Middle Earth, they’d be right, I have an entire story involving a certain female addition that would have made the books, not better b/c Tolkien was a Master, but.. different.)

Beyond that, I have a group of friends that like to occasionally (usually over the summer) like to collaborate on stories. We come up with a general plot and then we all take a character and play with different off shoots of how the story could play out. It helps build creativity and keeps the writer in all of us sharp.

Having made you aware of the entire back story I feel important to the explanation of the title I shall begin.

I graduated at the beginning of May 2010. The summer before several of my story friends started talking about doing a new story over the summer of 2009, we talked about it, but it didn’t come to fruition. Which I didn’t cry about, I felt absolutely drained and not at all capable of coming up with any sort of basic plot, let alone an plot devices or twists to enhance a story.

And of course there was Campaigns class, which was the last “real” class I had to pass to graduate. I did pass it, though I could have done better and put together a better campaign. Several reason and changes I could have done to do better in that class. However a large part of it I’ve come to realize is that I don’t think I had the creative power to come up with anything without the help of my team. (Particularly Mr. Coode and Mr. Patterson)

Over the course of College Career (five years), the University sucked out all of my creative juices (ok…. That and maybe you know the working full time). All of my creativity was put into trying to write exactly what my professors wanted to hear, to get the grade to graduate, to figure out exactly what was going to be on each test so I didn’t overload my brain and meltdown from the class load. (minus Ph.T’s class. She’s fun and I love her and hers was only the good kind of stress. IF anything I let her down in that class and that I am truly sorry about cause she is probably the only teacher at the University that I actually cared whether I let her down or not.)

So I was thinking about it the other day, because the issue of doing a group story was brought up again, and I realized that I couldn’t write a story or character background if I was payed to. Then I realized… I hadn’t had a truly original story line in at least two years. It really made me depressed. I missed that side of myself. I missed lying in my bed at night thinking up new adventures and people, just to fall asleep and dream the rest of the story.

The good news is, I had a break through today, and had the idea of a beginning structure of a story. And that is a great feeling.

So college may not have permanently stolen my creativity, but it definitely forced a sabbatical.

Every Leading Lady is somebodies Best Friend.

2010-05-20T12:19:00.003-05:00

One of my friends wrote a blog the other day. (you can find it here) She wrote about the differences between leading ladies and the best friend in movies. It is a very good post and thought provoking about whether it is better to be the leading lady of our lives or the best friend. She concludes that it is better to be the best friend.

She comes to this conclusion by weighing the differences between the leading lady and the best friend.

Let's examine the quintessential leading lady role for a moment, shall we? In the movies, the leading lady typically follows these rules:

1.) She likes an amazing guy, but...
2.) ...there is always some sort of problem with her relationship with said amazing guy.
3.) She goes through an incredibly rough period, generally towards the end of the film just before the happy ending. This can involve heartbreak, the loss of a job, the death of a dear friend/family member, jail time, ect.
4.) She goes through a TON of drama and sad music before she finally manages to land aforementioned amazing guy.
5.) She can be somewhat of a drama queen and thinks that the entire world revolves around her.

Some examples of this kind of leading lady would be: Bella Swan in "Twilight," Jane in "27 Dresses," Cameron Diaz in "The Holiday," Mary Fiori in "The Wedding Planner," and Rose in "Titanic."

Now, let's examine the quintessential best friend role. In the movies, the best friend typically follows THESE rules:

1.) She is very often the comic relief, meaning she gets the wittiest lines.
2.) Most of the time, she is either married or in a stable relationship with an amazing guy. Usually the best friend's amazing guy isn't quite as handsome or as witty as the leading lady's amazing guy, but I reiterate, STABLE RELATIONSHIP. Low drama, and he's home at night when she gets there.
3.) She doesn't usually go through a really sad time just before the ending. Instead, she is there for her best friend, the leading lady, through thick and thin, further endearing her to the audience because of her selflessness and comic relief.
4.) She is allowed to have a quirky sense of fashion.
5.) She is often exceptional in some way, like as a fashion maven or a cook or having superior guy crushing skills.

Some examples of this kind of best friend would be: the girls in P.S. I Love You, particularly Lisa Kudrow's character, Sookie in "Gilmore Girls," Angela Weber in "Twilight, Paulette in "Legally Blonde," and Penelope Garcia in "Criminal Minds."

In many ways she is right. Why would we want to be the leading lady instead of the best friend? ( aside from the fact that in our own lives we are always the leading lady, no matter how we act.) Whether it’s better to live life as a best friend, or a leading lady is not really what I started thinking about. I was reading this post, and thinking about some other things in my life, and I started thinking about how the best friend becomes the best friend. Best friends couldn’t and didn’t start out being the quirky, stable, confident, rock for the leading lady, or for themselves.

Nobody starts out making all the right decisions all the time. So the best friend couldn’t have started out as the seemingly put together best friend. Take Nick and Nora, for example. Her best friend, Caroline, is hardly the put together best friend who has everything going for her. In fact I would argue that Nora is the best friend AND the leading lady. Nora Is always there for Caroline, always taking care of her, and worrying over her, but she is not the stereotypical leading best friend either. She falls for this amazing guy, who is not a great looker. Instead Nick is an awkward musicophillac, who perfectly complements Nora. In the world of best friends, it would seem that they fall madly in love virtually instantly, and continue on in a stable, “normal” relationship that in the future will be used to help get the leading lady through a difficult time. Of course this isn’t the case because Nora is also the leading lady. She has ex trouble, both her own and Nick’s (though mostly Nick’s)

If you were to look at the best friend’s life before she is immortalized as the best friend, you’d find a leading lady who is struggling to figure things out on her own; making the same mistakes that Diaz and Winslet make in The Holiday, or Jane in 27 Dresses, or Gigi in He’s Just Not That into You.

There is also that fact, that when we are going through a rough patch, trying to make things work with an amazing guy, or make that perfect job exactly what we want it, we (as the leading lady) tend to view the support and camaraderie of the best friend’s character through rose coloured glasses. Just because her life seems all polished and put together, doesn’t mean it is. We just can’t always see it because our own problems are in the way, or because as the best friend who loves and cares for the leading lady, they downplay their own troubles until a more appropriate time. Even if we know that things aren’t perfect in our best friend’s life, we tend to remember them as a more perfect, put together person, because they offered us solace, friendship, advice, and the occasional murder offer during our trials and tribulations. Nobody wants to think of the rock that kept us together and sane during the hiccups that interrupt our own lives, as a collection of pebbles that is just sturdy enough to support us to shore. Of course the irony is, that in real life, this ~~rock~~ shaky pebble helps us to shore, and then we get to turn around and be their ~~shaky pebble~~ rock to help them to shore.

Every Best Friend starts out as a Leading Lady. It’s after the movie ends, and she has suffered the drama that she can reflect and learn and grow into the best friend for someone else'S leading lady.

New Blog

2010-04-03T14:24:00.001-05:00

Hey all,

I've switched my blog to a new site that allows for easier updating of a lot of RANDOM (but still cool stuff)

New address is:

http://wanderingaj.tumblr.com/

8 reasons to love sororities

2010-03-14T22:52:00.004-05:00

Wait what?

Hang on I need to check my temperature. I must be sick. I tease and rail mercilessly against sororities.

Nope I'm good. No fevers.

But this isn't your typical sorority. The only dues you HAVE to pay is in time.

I'm talking about the Facebook App Game Sorority Life. Now, before you run off, let me say I was forced to play this game for a class (curses T! curses! :D) In and off it's self it's pretty much like Vampire Wars, Mafia Wars. Bloodlines, Castle age, Robin Hood, in how the game works. How you level up et cetera.

But this one differs in the people that play it. Largely women, most seem to be playing it just for fun. Not to demolish and entire army to be mob boss or anything else. Thought to say that everyone gets along is far from the truth. It is competitive, but the players have set up their own rues of conduct in order for the game to be fun and more of a social event for them to partake in.

One such example of PLAYER imposed rules of etiquette is no slapping. Slapping is considered cowardly and back handed and massively frowned upon. Not leaving a note when you steal someones boyfriend, also a big no no!

However, on the flip side, it is probably the only place real or fake that i have seen that girls are asking other girls to steal their boyfriends.... odd I know.

But oddly enough there is a nice thing to love about this particular sorority is that a lot of the people playing this game really do care about connecting with other people.

The Broadcast message boards are always hopping with talk of peoples lives, and people that you only added to your house because you needed more friends in the game for something will always comment or give advice or be that virtual shoulder to cry on.

Prime Example:

Today I had a rough day. I didn't sleep much, had a paper to write, have a boooooring, really weird, highly incestuous book to finish for school, and i had to work an 8hr shift with other people who were having a bad day. (oh also... lost an hour of my night for writing said paper because of daylight saving time.) My day wasn't to bad until work time. By the time I got home, I was ready to veg out, watch a little TV, talk to one of my best friends, and generally do nothing. Unfortunately for me, I had to spend 15 minutes fixing my internet, nothing good on TV, and my best friend was elsewhere. (she has a life, and I'm ok with it.) So I got on to sorority life to veg and for class and I found this note:

You are such an amazing person, do not let anyone tell you differently. Love you, hope you have a great day, even though we lost and hour. Day light savings, lol".

Now, She doesn't know me personally, and I'm sure she probably wrote that on everyone's wall. But the fact that she took the time to write it once and to copy and paste it means a lot in this day and age. Not to mention it brightened my day, which I'm positive was the purpose.

Never underestimate the power of a sorority (even if it is fake).

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies

2010-02-25T15:45:00.003-06:00

So my amazing and wonderfully awesome professor, affectionately (and sometimes by some not so affectionately) known as Dr. T. gave me her copy of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (PPZ). She informed after I read I can keep it, and encouraged me to pass it on. Which I plan to do, but only after making her sign it. After I read it I will sign it and pass it on, asking the person I give it to to pass it on and sign it and so on. I wrote the link to my blog in it and I encourage people to get on and post about it. I'm actually very curious to see were the book ends up.

Any way, class is getting ready to start and I have to go, but I'll write more later, probably. :D

The New Mystery Science Theatre 3000

2010-02-15T10:51:00.002-06:00

I love Twitter. I loved it even more on the opening night of the 2010 Winter Olympics.

It was just so much fun sitting there watching the Opening Ceremonies all by myself (ok the BF was there...) and yet at the same time watching it with a roomful of other people.

I thought the opening ceremonies was actually quiet good in my opinion. I throughly enjoyed it. But with all things, there is always a few kinks that happen. And watching other people make fun of the same things that you were just thinking is slightly surreal but highly entertaining..

There is definitely a sense of community that comes from "talking" about a common event with people, even if I've never met them.

Which is something so unique about all forms of social media. It is what makes things like Twitter and Facebook work. We are social creatures. We crave connections with other human beings. And in a world that we increasingly don't know who is next door to us, we make those connections with the person around the world from us.

Reading

2010-02-07T12:00:00.002-06:00

Sometimes I think i like to read to much. I am currently working my way through..... 4-5 books simultaneously. One is for pleasure only. The rest are for school with varying degrees of pleasure involved.

Freakonomics- easy read, relatively pleasurable, but nothing extremely "OH! that makes sense or is new to me." about it. Actually a little disappointed in it the more I read. I mean is this the state of our society that such basic truths seem revolutionary to the populace?

Medea/One hundred years of solitude- Medea= KILL ME NOW! how many times must i read this during the course of my education? One hundred years of solitude = jury is out.

Tipping point- Definitely much more interesting and insightful than Freakonomics there is actually some really cool info that I will more than likely end up using in y future career so that assuredly adds to the enjoyment value.

I fee that there is another book that i am supposed to be reading for school (that is you know, not a text book, I don't count those) but the sound of the coffee grinder in the background completely made me lose my train of thought.

Yet another thing to read about the IPad (now in unscented)

2010-01-30T16:36:00.003-06:00

I had planned on staying out of the online discussion of the newest member to the Apple family. If it was brought up either in class or I brought it up because of something I was forced to watch in class, well that is a different story. But really, the citizens of zero's and one's don't need another person's discussion on what Apple would love to have you believe is the newest and hottest piece of technology to hit the market since, well, since the internet hit the mass market.

But, mashable recently posted an article that talks about the war that has already broken out between Apple and Amazon. A modern day clash of the titans. (the article if you wish to read it can be found here)

Let's get personal biases out of the way first. I really wanted to like the Apple table computer, but as much as I want to like it.... I can't bring myself to do it.

I could go on about how the name is just... how can I put this nicely... damning to the product. (really hope that somewhere highish up in Apple there is a woman laughing at all the 'oh-so-smart-men who said "naming it IPad will really help it sell to our demographic.") Sorry Apple, your product would have to be ground breaking, fresh, and astounding for Ipad to not work against you. (no matter what experts say)

First, this isn't ground breaking. No matter what Apple is trying to feed you there isn't really anything groundbreaking about it. It's a giant itouch. The keyboard dock makes it slightly more versatile and interesting, but with no usb ports or a stand to put it in to watch movies not interested in it as a computer. No matter how much I like (should be read abso-freaking-lutly LOVE) touch screen and interactive technology it really isn't practical for more than an ebook reader. (or a REALLY expensive desk calendar.)

And it isn't like the technology is new. As a bigger more beefy version of an Itouch (or Iphone if you have a kickin wifi connection and VoIP) there isn't really anything stellar about it. You'll notice that in the intro video they weren't running, say, a web browser, writing a paper in word or an equivalent, and Skyping. And that when they showed a person using it, they were sitting like they were holding a book. For the most common computer usage this is unacceptable. I don't want to have to lean over my lap awkwardly when surfing the web and I dont want to hold it in front of my face like a book either. Same for movies, or typing an email.

And it isn't like Microsoft doesn't have the tech (check out the Microsoft Surface) which has the capability (and the vision) for way cooler things.

In the end, if I was rolling in a little bit ( or a lot of bit) more dough and I wanted a super nice ebook reader ( prefer the hard copies personally, but that is just my nostalgia) that I could use to occasionally surf the web and look up... maybe show times and such, then I might be wiling to spend the 5oo dollars on it.

Right now, I think that it is an over-hyped giant touch that makes a decent ebook reader that will help drive down the prices of ebooks (hey competition in the market is good) and has a horrible name.

"Individual Problems."

2010-01-26T15:06:00.002-06:00

You know there is something wrong with your University when they decide to call their independent study courses "Individual Problems."

If you're wondering (and I'm sure you are) that was brought about because I am doing an "Individual Problems" class this semester over social media and how it relates to marketing/advertising/pr. (mostly)

My professor is this really awesome, coffee addict, who loves cats, and buffy, and just about anything else that is fun and warrants a good time. (Not that the people of cyberia really care anything about that, cept you dear kaitin, but I can give you all the detail about my crazy, awesome proffesor.)

Part of this course requires me to keep a blog. So the good news is that you will be getting regular updates. The bad news? it will probably be about something I read or learned (with my own personal twist.)

Ok, so I should probably stop wasting time and write that plagiarism paper. (and no I can't plagiarize it. Though I have thought about put someone else's paper in block quotes and citing them, but really my Eng 3000 teacher isn't the type to find that funny. Or cute."

2010-01-11T19:00:00.002-06:00

I feel a bit like Gerry from PS. I love you, right now.

Not because I have a brain tumor an I'm dying. But because I have a plan.

And it is brilliant! in my opinion. Im really excited about it and can't wait to start putting it together.

But my 30 is up at work an i must go. Write again later

quick update

2009-11-23T12:39:00.002-06:00

I know I know I am horrible at updating this. Sorry. This semester has been killer. Next semester is going to be worse. I graduate in the Spring. Full course load and!!!! an Ad club to run. Fortunately I have an awesome VP helping me this year he is completely capable.

and it seems that everyone is getting married. I've been to more wedding this year than I have in my life. All of them have been beautiful.

Working a lot. Almost always 40 hrs a week. It's killer and I am not happy at all with some things the company is doing. 70 cents for a shot of espresso? particularly when we HAVE to pull two shots and waste so much? if you want to minimize your cost per use for that maybe you should fix the machines so we can pull single shots. But despite the idiot things they are doing I still love my store an the people i work with. so that's that.

Being home this weekend was great. I love seeing my family it is always refreshing.

And being at Bellevue is always refreshing. I love it so much.

ok time to go to work maybe I'll write more later.

2009-08-12T17:08:00.002-05:00

Wedding Dresses.

Every girl (well almost every girl) dreams of the dress she will wear on the day she gets married.

Having had several friends who have gotten married recently, an more who are going to be getting married and my own personal quest for the "perfect" dress has led me to the conclusion that Brides today are factory made and boring.

Sure there are variations within the wedding dress world, color, embelishiments, et cetera, but when you get down to it most dresses are the same. Starpless. Spaghetti strap, cap sleeved, or if your lucky you might be able to find a jacket with sleeves that just isn't what you are looking for.

Or if it does come with sleeves to make it "temple" ready, they are plain and boring and look like they are stuck in the ninties. (sorry LDS girls's times like these I'm very glad I"m not mormon)

It just strikes me as odd, that girls clamour and sigh and pine for that one of a kind dress and one of a kind wedding and then end up buying something, that while no doubt perfect for them and looks great et cetera, no less than 20 people have probably worn the exact same dress.

And then for those that want to do a specific influence on their dresses, but still have a classy wedding are left up a creek with out a paddle as we say in the South. Say a couple or bride is really into the Southern Belle, or Old Victorian, Celtic, French, Nautical theme or what not. With out having a ridiculous "themed wedding" where you look like crazies playin dress up, (think a Star Trek fan's wedding *shudders *) it's virtually impossible to find a dress to fit what you want and still have it seem like a real wedding, not a reenactment piece.

2009-07-18T10:59:00.005-05:00

Confession time again. I have read Twilight. yup. I have. And when I was reading the first three I was quite a fan. After the forth one, I was still a fanish. Having had some time to come down off the crack and fluff high, not such a fan. For several reasons. The first being, Meyers really isn't that great of a writer. Period. Argue all you want, but she isn't. She had a debatably origional idea with a debateably interesting storyline that appealed to the romantic side of every preteen (and adult) female.

I am a big fan however of the "supernatural" stories. (Hey my favorite show is Supernatural) I love vampires, werewolves, banshees, faeries, et cetera. . .Which is probably one reason I did read Twilight.

Looking back over it, i began to wonder why anyone would really HONESTLY be looking for an "Edward" (said with fangirl longing and sighing.) I mean, dude is creepy. rawling in her window everynight BEFORE she even knows he likes her, to watch her sleep? Creepy. I don't care who you are or how romantic you think it is. (?but but he LOVED her! ) Loved her my right butt cheek. That is possesive. In the creepy. Why didn't you answer my every phone call, now i'm stalking you kinda way. Oh yeah and then there is the whole stalkerish following her everywhere, that's creepy to.

If Bela hand't liked him back, (which can we really trust that she did? i mean it's already stated that vampires are built to attract humans, easier prey and all) then she would have thought he was creepy. We all would have.

But have no fear, Meyer's remedied this creeptastic and mentally unstable behavior, by a)making the main characters actually like each other, and more importantly b) making Edward Cullen virtually perfect.

I mean there is no downside to this guy. Good looking, smart, loving, talented, and filthy stinking rich. (which by the way, thank you Meyers for making vampires pansies. Now they aren't cool at all. I mean the only think that even links your vamps to the traditional andpreviously known vampires is the fact they drink blood)

So i'm watching this and sitting here thinkin about why would anyone want that kind of Edward/Bela relationship, i mean there are some definite warning signs about controlling relationships. (Seperatin them from their families and loved ones, makng them think they are totally dependant on you/life isn't worth it with out them, et cetera.)'

And it sorta started to make sense why this is so attractive to so many people.

No matter what we here about how women should be more independant/feminist, deep down we all want to be loved so completely as to feel completed when we are around the other person.

Which makes me laugh even more at Twilight. Because girls hold up relationships like that as the ultimate and use it as a measuring stick, when real love isn't like that at all. Real love takes work, and it's not all happily ever after. When it comes down to it, life is still gonna suck, and your not going to live forever with money to roll in. Life is pretty much going to be the same as it was before you met your "true love", except for now you have someone to love and be loved by walking beside you.

And to all the girls out there who are measuring their guys to Edward. Eddie's fictional. He's not real, you arne't going to find someone like Ed. Nor should you want to, because then your missing out on the individual who is probably perfect for you. But hey if you insist on finding you Edward, give that creepy stalker guy who wob't leave you alone a chance, maybe instead of telling him to hit the road you should give him a chance, after all, he just loves you.

2009-06-28T11:46:00.003-05:00

So before I continue to write this, i have a confession. I'm a horrible person for it, but it happens. Here goes: sometimes when I'm listening to sermons on Sunday mornings, my mind wanders to life. Particularly how something the pastor just said applies to life or helps explain life.

Today was one of those days. It was a very good sermon about America and the Seven gifts it needs for this 233 birthday.

I think he was talking about diligent workers, and how we shouldn't pass students who can't preform the skills and things like that.

And I was thinking, you know that 1)yes it breeds negligent workers but 2) it doesn't prepare them well at all for college of real life.

If you can't hack it at college you get failed. If you can't hack it at work you get fired.

This thought hopscotched through around till it hit equal opportunity and how that breeds workers who don't work or strive to do well at their job. I mean they are hired to fill a quota so (some not all making generalizations here, I know it's not one size fits all so bear with me ) they don't feel that they have to work so hard, after all they are filling a quota, therefore their job is pretty secure and they can't be fired with out being racists. (no matter what the ethnicity) This also leads to resentment by other workers who actually DO a good job, but have to pick up the slack for other people, when really they should be fired.

However the implications of not having equal opportunity leads to employees discriminating against ethnicities that they don't like.

Which lead to America is turning more legalistic everyday. Because we can't prosecute on the spirit of the law, we have to create more law that define how everyting is supposed to be done. Like equal oppurtinity. it's spirit is to eradicate sexual, and ethnocentric discrimination, but since the "letter" of the law is such that if you don't hire some one they can rant and rail about how you didn't hire them becuse of ther gender, or their race, costing you money.

By creating more laws that are supposed to uphold the spirit of a law creates more legality, because you aren't taking into account the heart behind an action.

But then that sums up the problems with the Law of Man. we can't know the heart, only God can.

This all leads back to: Your life is your ow. RIse up and live it. We can't fix the problems with our nation (without God first and foremost) with out taking pride in our humanity and putting pride into what we do, and realizing that the world doesn't owe you anything. That you have to make your own choices and live with those consequences.

And Now i'm hungry. So i'm goin to choose to get something to eat.

2009-06-27T01:05:00.002-05:00

UPDATE ON THE POST BELOW:

After having watched a few shows on hulu, I've decided the nifty button needs work. First you can't use it if you have it full screen (makes sense, except I am not going to exit out to like or dislike an ad.)

Second, it doesn't stay up for the commercial long enough for you to really see the commercial and decide if you liked it or not.

overall, great idea, just needs some work.

2009-06-21T18:33:00.003-05:00

So I was getting ready to watch a show on hulu and I got a phone call so I paused it during a commercial.

Now I haven't watched Hulu in quiet some time and I noticed this nifty little button.

Being in advertising I thought ths was an ingenious move personally. It is a great way for a company to get feed back on their ads, when neilson ratings can't work, And in a time when Neilson ratings mean jack, i think this is even better. Now you can get real data on how many people like an ad or don't. The next step would obviously be to be able to follow up with osmeone and find out how old they are, why they didn't like the ad, income bracket, lifestyle et cetera

Any way i'm off to swim with a friend. But I had to write a little bit about that while it was on my mind. I may writ emore about it later but there are no promises.

2009-06-14T22:23:00.003-05:00

Today Has not been a fantastic day.

I wake up to mom still at home dressed in church/work cloths at 940ish I ask her what is up. And she say's there has been some drama. ( My little brother's girlfriend was having family issues ) which is fine, but heartbreaking because she is a sweetie. I go to work, where people are just down right rude all day, and my manager at the store I am at for the summer is crazy and chooses to harp on the STUPIDEST things. Sorry dear, but the middle of a rush is not the best time to micro clean all the things and get in peoples ways, also, sometimes people make the best decisions with what they have at the time meaning there is not any OTHER way to react and still keep a good image.

My boyfriend didn't answer his phone or text because he was at a church picnic (apparently baptisms were going on ) I'm assuming this picnic was outside, which means he could have walked to a quiet place away from al the people to talk to me.

There's a lot more that has just rubbed me wrong today but I can't get into it here. I'm hoping tomorrow is better, or something with katie is definetely in the works.Caw caw rawr.

2009-05-04T14:23:00.001-05:00

People in general suck. I'm sorry get outsider your freaking selfs and think about others. As in people cause "going green" and doing "what you can" to "save " the earth means jack if you don't care about people.

Also don't be surprised if people wont be there to help you out of a tight spot if you arent there to help them out.

2009-04-11T09:12:00.003-05:00

So Tornado's hit Murfreesboro yesterday. Yes i was there, no I wasn't hurt. Actually I was at school and called dad to tell him i was being irresponsible and watching the storms. Campus wasn't hit at all, some hail, that's it. However roughly two to three miles away, my cousins house and neighbor hood was demolished pretty much, as well as some homes near where I live. Amazingly our house was untouched. Thank the Lord.
[ to see pictures of it check out the DNJ, The Tennessean, and MTSU Sidelines)

This only furthers the belief i have in a very silly superstition. Things like this never happen directly to me (thankfully) they might and often happen all around me, but rarely happen to me. I know it's silly and I don't really believe it. I know it's just the hand of God protecting me from my own idiotic and irresponsible tendencies.

I am very saddened by all the lives that were lost, hurt, or affected by this. But I would be lying if I said that seeing the sky and the pictures and hearing the tornado hit a few miles down the road was beautiful. In a completely damaging slightly sadistic way.

Tornado's fascinate me. I would love to take a vacation with my dad and go tornado chasing out in Oklahoma. There is just something Majestically beautiful about the power and form of Tornado's. Not to mention it's ability to completely miss one house but devastate the rest of the neighborhood. I mean just looking at the aerial veiw (http://tinyurl.com/dzbcx3 ) a ten mile path through a city. Demolishing everything in it's path. But leaving places just a few feet from it's path virtually untouched.

It's like it has more precision and destructive power than most bombs. ( i knw i know not neccesarily more destructive, and the military as very precise smart bombs and such, but don't get caught up in semantics and miss the point.)

My prayers are definitely with all of the families (and people) affected by this weather.

ETA: this is the path it took http://www.tennessean.com/assets/gif/DN132629411.GIF My cousin's house is right around the hayne's drive area. They are very luckily and thank the Lord Safe and sound.

2009-03-27T12:01:00.002-05:00

I'm a year from graduating college (give or take a month) and it's completely scary, but at the same time I'm really looking forward to it. A new chapter of life to embark on.

At the same time it's also a time of reflection and reconsidering a lot of things in my life. We'll see how those work out.

I'm really excited about internships and finding one. The question is which why i want to go. Do i do a political one for advertising, or one for a larger Ad company, non-profit, out of the country or what!? either way the possibilities are exciting and i can hardly wait for it.

2009-03-18T00:14:00.002-05:00

You cannot love that which you do not understand. Or put another way that which you love you will understand.

Let the discussion begin.

2009-02-23T23:50:00.003-06:00

In Public Opinion we talked about Health Care, a lot. About how it would be so great to have a health care system like Canada or France. And the more they talked the more this idea came to be fleshed out: People deserve this. They can't help themselves. They aren't responsible for their troubles and the Government should provide for them.

And the entire time I kept thinking about Faith of the Fallen, a Terry Goodkind book. The Imperial Order preached just this thing. Only about everything not just health care. Richard, the Seeker of Truth, and sworn enemy of the Order is taken to the heart of the Order, its city of birth, by a woman who is seeking something more from the life she has. This woman ardently believes that the Order is Good and Nobel and that its cause is right; that people are wretched and can't help themselves, that it is everyone's duty to go without or to give up what they can't keep anyways for the good of someone else, who, while they didn't do anything to earn it, deserves what someone else worked hard to get.

Richard is immersed in a land where excuses abound as to why they can't work, where people take no pride in what they do because the Government (the Order) tells them what they can work at, when, and that you can't work harder than someone else because in doing so you are evil and prideful in abilities you don't posses because you can't do anything for yourself. You are miserable wretched people. Scum of the earth, since your life doesn't mean anything, you should give what you can to make those less fortunate than you (ironically no one is less fortunate, because they are all equal. . . )because you can't do anything for yourself.

The people who lived in this town were miserable and stuck in perpetual poverty. Slaves to the Orders bidding. Alive and making it only by the grace of the Order.

With Richards coming things begin to change. Richard takes pride in his work and does everything with a sense of nobility and pride. It starts small , but soon all those around him are living life, enjoying living instead of merely surviving.

I can see this happening to the American people and it saddens me greatly. We expect the Government to take care of us. But we still want to keep our freedoms. We shouldn't have to work for what we want, it should be given to us.

We gripe against hose who have the inclination, drive, and talent to achieve great things. Instead of finding the drive and talent that we have that will allow us to do great things too. We flock to jobs that we think will make us rich, instead of doing what we have a passion for.

We pass the buck instead of saying, the buck stops here with me. I am going to take responsibility for my life, for my decisions. Things will not get better until people learn to understand this.

"Your life is yours alone. Rise up and live it"

More ad stuff

2009-02-17T13:22:00.002-06:00

Just finished and turned in my latest ad Project, in which we had to write a full page ad (commenting on illustrations was optional) for Tide and their new attempt at going green, by using recycled paper for their boxes of powdered detergent.

I was happy with it. It was actually fun to write, but how my professor felt about it is a another story. Of course I cant say he didnt like it as he didn't offer feedback.

I feel though that it is a bit insane to be picky and belligerent about the way body copy should be done and then in the same breath continue on to tell us that nobody reads body copy anymore.

If nobody reads it, why are people bothering to write it?

The more i thought about it the more it makes sense, people don't want to read body copy, not unless the visual element catches their eye, and the headline is intriguing enough to them, and even then they don't want to read about why a company thinks they should buy the product.

With then internet people are actually going to research major purchases before they buy. And often they are checking out third party sources for what they think of the product.

That being said, it seems to me that print advertising is becoming the appetizer of the ad world, just enough to interest and intrigue a consumer into going on line and finding that commercial or third party review to satisfy their need to know about the product.

2009-01-31T20:51:00.002-06:00

So I'm working on my Advertising Copywriting project. Or not really since I'm busy writing this. But since I'm stuck on the "thesis" statement so to speak, I figured it was time to take a break. Or another one really .... * sheepish grin *

I have to write up a Creative strategy for a product. I chose Dr Pepper, shocking to anyone? i think not.

However my problem becomes, writing for who their Target audience is. Those that the company wishes to reach, and those I think it SHOULD be. I mean i understand why the T.A. is who it is, and that makes sense to me, but sometimes it just feels like, "hey if you'd just reach out to this group a little bit more your profit and sales would increase."

But then I'm just a student, and so I'll finish the project, and it'll be good. Damn good. (better be after all the numbers i poured over just trying to make sure we are advertising correctly)

2009-01-23T19:49:00.002-06:00

Ok I feel much better now that I've had sleep. MUCH.

Today was school. All day. Which is bleh, but I do enjoy the majority of my classes. My folklore class is to die for I love it a lot. Public opinion is interesting. And markets and media is.... LONG but i enjoy the teacher and he wants to do what he can to make it interesting so that helps.

What was I supposed to blog about.....

oh there was this.

Our public opinion teacher was talking about polls (since that is how you measure public opinion, pretty good topic of discussion i suppose) and how the census is the biggest one, and why the States have on every ten years.

It's to gauge how accurate the seats in the House of Representatives is. Which is good, if an area has grown or shrunk in size enough to warrant either a gain or loss of a seat and/or electoral vote then by all means we should do so.

And then she started talking about how the census misses 2-3% of the population. The top three list of people it misses?
1. Inmates
2.illegal immigrants
3. Homeless people.

Granted apparently people in dormitories are apparently also overlooked heavily (which i guess I can see, but as they can vote probably shouldn't be)

Our teacher acted like this was a great travesty. I looked at the girl next to me and with a look of slight disbelief mouthed/said "but they can't vote" she gave a little laugh and agreed.

Seriously? I mean... Inmates can't vote, so really? they shouldn't BE included the count for the number of house seats or electoral votes. (also they know how many people are in jail so they don't need to censi? them)

And as for illegal immigrants. Same thing. They aren't citizens of our country. therefore they can't vote, therefore they should not be included into that count either.

the only iffy hmmm not so sure about that one is the homeless people. They can't vote either cause they don't have an address but then, as citizens they should be able to, but at the same time they don't pay taxes, so the argument could go either way.

As to college students and dormitory livers, the trouble becomes where you count them. For a OSU student who is from and lives in Kansas where do you count their residence? and which state gets to claim them?

2009-01-22T23:07:00.002-06:00

I hate being tired. And I hate being exhausted.

Mostly because sometimes (particularly now that i don't have mom around to run to when I want) it feels like i"m the only one that cares about me, and honestly sometimes I don't even know if I know how to truly take care of me instead of other people first.

But I feel that telling people Hey listen Think about ME for a minute! Me who sacrifices so much that your not even aware of. Is completely selfish and utterly negates any sacrifices I do make (which in turn makes them not sacrifices but bargaining chips.)

I know that seems random. But today was very much a "oh grow up" day with most people I encountered. Meaning work was not fun whilst struggling with sleep deprivation.

Job Musings.

2009-01-20T19:03:00.003-06:00

For those of you who personally know me, you know where I work.

For those who don't, it's probably in my profile, or I've blogged about it before.

I work in a job that deals with the public. A coffee shop really. Needless to say, we get quite a few characters.

To start, work is fun mostly, but with labor cuts (hey i don't know why don't you STOP printing all the worthless 'learning' crap you send us quite sending special promotional cups and sleeves and NEW signboards every time we floor set, instead of cutting labor so that wait times go up and customers start getting peeved.) it's always quite busy and people sometimes get really pissy.

Tonight, with it's frigid temperatures, falling snow, (snizzle, aka snow flurries, as my friend calls it.) and first real day of school was one of the day's where it seems like more than half the customers you really just want to give them decaf and whole milk or what not. (not that we do, but it's nice to think about on occasion) The customers who were pleasant, were more than pleasant, they were a joy to serve. The ones who weren't.... well punched in the face could have happened.

And then you just have the odd ones. They don't fit into the "they were really nice, and sweet and this is what is going on in their lives!" or the "give the witch decaf." categories, the ones that are just awkward socially, not quiet mentally stable or worse.... SCREAMING for attention.

The Customer of the night falls into the screaming for attention category.

I searched long and hard for a picture to best illustrate this for the readers, but a search turned up nothing that came close. The closest was a Christina Aguilera picture, but this chick made even that photo seem like the good religious girl next door.

It starts with a slightly on the more snippy side ordering at drive through. (strike number one. When we have to work drive through, it's a loooong day, we have to deal with most of the jerks. Why is it that most of them come through DT? so starting out with a chip on your shoulder is just going to make us hate you and make your experience less than enjoyable.) So I answer, though I'm not at the DT station as I'm busy making prep or stocking or something else since we don't have enough labor and multitasking is an ABSOLUTE must, she states her order just as I get around to the input computer and just in time for me to glance at the camera to see whose on the other end. (advance warning of snippy customers is always a good thing) All I can see clearly since it's dark outside is this vomitous pink and black sweater thing and black holes where eyes should be. Obviously... the black wholes isn't true... entirely.

She pulls up and I greet her with a smile on my face (I'm a great actress what can I say) that is the exact opposite of the scowl on hers.

Her eyes finally meet mine, and I have to say people, I didn't know that you could get that much mascara on fake eyelashes with out them dropping off into your lap. Nor was I aware that anyone seriously though that putting that much black eye shadow on your eyes was prudent.

I kid you not. She was (i think) going for that smokey cat-eyes thing. It only served to swallow her eyes like a cat eating a canary.

Not to mention she was falling (almost) out of her pink and black striped two sizes to small sweater.

To put it best, I wouldn't be surprised to see hooker boots or to hear she was off to her night job.

No on should ever TRY to like a nickel and dime whore. Seriously. it's not a good idea

2009-01-19T11:23:00.003-06:00

So I was cruising around the net last night

The first two are a set. And the last one is just, me for lack of a better word. Although the first is too. I love Claddagh rings I love what the symbolize and I love that they are part of my heritage. Which is why I have one for my Purity ring.

I would actually love to find out more aabout thier origins. I've heard the cutesy lovey dovey tale of how it's design arose, but I've also heard that there is a darker tale filled with lots more tragedy. I haven't been able to find it, but knowing the Irish, it doesn't really surprise me if the darker tale was more true.

Crap I have to go get ready for work. Time and half though... so YAY for that!

So Long 2008

2009-01-01T19:49:00.002-06:00

2008 is officially gone.

Lots of good things happened in 2008, but I can't say i'm sorry to see it go.

Mostly just cause i'm looking forward to 2009. I'm two/three semesters away from graduating. And while immensly scary I'm looking forward to it.

there's actually a lot rolling around in my head and i did have a topic I was going to write about but i'm really tired and it's not so conducive for coherent writing.

Also being tired, contemplative, and a bit on the pissy side also doesn't help the writing.

2008-12-24T18:14:00.002-06:00

The good news is: for the most part, this Christmas has not been as emotionally horrific as Christmases past.

The bad news is: my mother hates my boyfriend.

The upside of that is: My sister actually had some good things to say and good advice. And while she thinks he's quirky, (which he is....) she likes him and thinks him to be a good addition to the family. Which is really nice to hear. It's nice to know that my family doesn't hate my boyfriend, which is good because it's like... ok, yeah, I'm not making a mistake. We can make this work.

Which isn't to say my Dad doesn't like him, he does, he just thinks we should wait.

My nephew is now officially adorable. Even if he makes a lot of noise. To be expected. he's only like four months old. and with that I have to sign off. Ciao

2008-12-18T20:36:00.002-06:00

I have yet to decide if my mood changes to match the weather, or if the weather just senses that I'd be better off having matching weather.

A deep misty fog covers all of Murfreesboro right now. Corporeal confusion winding it's way into every nook and corner, reaching out with it's cold clammy hands leaving dripping cold fingerprints upon everything it touches.

I am beginning to not like Christmas very much. It has always been my favorite time of year. but it seems the last couple of years this time of year has been nothing but stress and turmoil, reevaluating, tension, and that Spiritual learning that Starts now but you just don't get until about the same time next year.

And I hate it.

I hate confusion. HATE it HATE HATE hate hate LOOOOOATHE. And to make it worse, stuff like this always happens when I think that personally my life is going on the right track. And then it's like a sucker punch to the gut.

Perhaps though my personal mists of confusion will vanish with the rising sun. One can hope right?

2008-12-07T17:11:00.001-06:00

Finals week. Nuff said. I do get to go home on Wednesday though and see my family.
I'm excited about that. I'm taking Mo Shearc with me. (hope I don't kill him.... :D)

What the World Puts On

2008-12-03T09:46:00.004-06:00

So Sunday me and Mo Shearc were listening to a message form Dr. Adrian Rogers, and he was talking about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego and the spirit of the Anti-Christ.
and he said something that caught my attention.

When the unbending three were cast into the fire and good ole' King Nebby looked into the furnace and saw them walking about freely because their binding ropes had been burned off, he was amazed. (not to mention that there were FOUR in the fire, not three... but on with the point) When 'rach, 'shach, and 'nego came out their clothes weren't singed and they didn't even smell of smoke.

And then Dr. Rogers said, "The fire only burned off of them what the World put on them."

Wow.

That is what happens to us in the metaphorical sense. Christ only burns away from us, those things the World has put on us. (or things we've let the World put on us.)

Which is great! Except when those things that the World has put on us are things we enjoy and like, and then it feels like the Fire is burning us.

I mean the World doesn't literally bind us in ropes and shove us into fires, but it does, through our allowance, bind and bog us down in sin and unhealthy habits. Which in turn causes the refining Fires to bring us into a reflection of Christ.

I know that I, and those around me, sometimes feel that God is attacking and trying to change who we are and that causes us great pain. But really He is burning away all that is not us, so that we can be who we truly are, and who we are meant to be.

The fires aren't meant to change us into someone else, but meant to burn away all that we've accumulated that keeps us from being who we really are and who we are truly meant to be.

2008-11-20T12:39:00.003-06:00

So I finished my mini-project 2 for my advertising class. Turning it in later today with no time to fix it and reprint it. Which is a shame considering I misspelled 'avocados' (how did I do that?) oh and 'exercise'(uh what?) also I don't like the Jackson Pollock one. But I don't have time to find another font. Oh well.

Mo Shearc is sick. I think it might be progressing into bronchitis, much to his chagrin. Unfortunately I get bronchitis all the time, so I don't understand why he's so heavily opposed to the fact that he probably has it. It's not fun, but as long as you catch it in time it's not horrible either. It's only if it gets way down deep into the lungs and is almost Pneumonia that sucks. (trust me i know... loooooong story)

Mom's white blood cell count is down. Her rheumatologist said it's nothing to worry about, but she has to go back in December to have blood drawn to see if they need to drop her dosage of Methotrexate. (My mom as Rheumatoid Arthritis)

And it's time for class, I'll write again!

Quotes for today

2008-11-15T10:23:00.001-06:00

I'm a jerk to everyone. Best way to protect yourself from lawsuits.
- David Hoselton

Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal.
- Albert Camus

I liked these two. So true. On both accounts. The first one reminded me of House.

A few thoughts on Notes Circulating on Facebook.

2008-11-14T14:53:00.003-06:00

I recently came across this note on Facebook.

Who am I??

I was raised in one country but my father was born in another. I was not his only child. He fathered several children with a number of women.

I became very close to my mother because my father showed
little interest in me. Then my mother died at an early age from cancer.
Later in life, questions arose over my real name. My birth records were
sketchy and no one was able to produce a reliable birth certificate.

I grow up practicing one faith, but converted to
Christianity because this was widely accepted in my country. But I
practiced non-traditional beliefs and did not follow mainstream Christianity.

I worked and lived among lower-class people as a young adult before I decided it was time to get serious about my life and I embarked on a new career.

I wrote a book about my struggles growing up. It was clear
to those who read my memoirs that I had difficulties accepting that my
father abandoned me as a child.

I became active in local politics when I was in my 30s and then burst onto the scene as a candidate for national office when I
was in my 40s. I had a virtually non-existent resume, very little work
history, and no experience in leading a single organization. Yet I was a powerful
speaker who managed to draw incredibly large crowds during my public appearances.

At first, my political campaign focused on my country's foreign policy. I was critical of my country in the last war. But what launched my rise to national prominence were my views on the country's economy. I had a plan on how we could do better. I knew which group was responsible for getting us into this mess.

Mine was a peoples’ campaign. I was the surprise candidate because I emerged from outside the traditional path of politics and was able to gain widespread popular support. I offered the people the hope that together we could change our country and the world.

I spoke on behalf of the downtrodden including persecuted minorities such as Jews, but my actual views were not widely known until after I became my nations leader. However, anyone could have easily learned what I really believed if they had simply read my writings and examined those people I associated with. But they did not.

Then I became the most powerful man in the world. And the world learned the truth.
Who am I?

Answer: ADOLPH HITLER

This isn't the first such email/note/et cetera I have seen dealing with some seen similarities between Obama and Hitler.

Now I did not vote for Obama, and I personally don't like him, nor think he is the right man for the job. No it isn't because he's black, or has Islamic backgrounds or any other racial reason anyone can think of.

Plain and simple. I don't agree with him on several issues, and I'm not sure the experience needed is there. But hey, that could actually work to his advantage. Who knows.

The point is, while I didn't vote for him, and don't care for his politics personally, He is the President Elect. I will respect him because of his position, and support him as President. Doesn't mean I have to agree with him, but as President he does deserve respect.

Now for these notes. Really? Yes I dislike him, and yes I don't think he's the right man for the job, sure maybe there are some similarities to his upbringing and Hitlers, but it is seriously uncalled for to imply that because of some similarities that he will be like Hitler. Or that he will become a dictator, or any other such thing.

That's like saying all whites hate blacks. That all blacks are undereducated and have chips on their shoulders. That if you are from the South your family owned slaves. Or that if your Jewish you are rich and hate pretty much everyone, that if you look Arabic and follow the Islamic religion you are a terrorist.

Just because some one shares a few similarities with another person doesn't mean that they will follow the same course. Obama is not Hitler, therefore as a unique individual he can make his own decisions, based on his own thought patterns, which are invariably not the same as Hitlers.

And while this particular note didn't mention Obama explicitly, it is obvious it was implied (also knowing the person who posted it helps)

All in all, I think, nay, I know, it is childish.

And this isn't just from Conservatives. Both sides behave similarly when someone they don't like is elected.

Give the man some respect, whether you like him or not, he is the President, and after all, the office should still have some sanctity attached to it.

2008-11-06T12:31:00.000-06:00

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
- Jack Handey

MUAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA

oh that made my day. So true. We would. We extol that very pacifistic virtue, but being shown a world like that, we (in general, not specifically) most certainly would find something we thought we could make better and only be able to do by conquering them.

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As promised DandD and Starbucks

2008-11-04T11:17:00.003-06:00

So, I'm an advertising major. So I try to follow the advertising news. AdAge.com is a great site.

They had an article on the new trend in bashing your competition.

I've Seen other things dealing with Dunkin Donuts and their bragging about beating Starbucks in a taste test.

Which is cool, and all. But it's like they expect this to attract more people to buy their coffee. As A Starbucks Barista, Dunkin is leaving at one of the key attractions of Starbucks coffee.

Yes I agree Starbucks is overpriced. But at the same time, Starbucks isn't just about the coffee. It's the atmosphere. (which I agree most of the time the store set up could be a bit more cozy.)

It's a place where regular costumers are known by name, face, and/or drink, and we talk and have fun and ask you about your life.

Also as the company has a low turnover rate, it allows us to be consistent in employees, meaning much easier to make a personal connection with customers.

I have made, not only friends and acquaintances from my customer at my store, I'm also seriously dating one of them.

Dunkin Donuts doesn't offer that connection, coziness or "third place" mentality that Starbucks does.

Which is part of the reason people keep coming back for our coffee.

Oh and also? The taste test commercials? most often only show you what the advertiser wants you to see. Which isn't to say that people don't prefer Dunkin Donuts coffee, just that take them with a grain of salt.

--30--

2008-10-31T13:08:00.000-05:00

Remind me to blog about DD vs. Bucks. I have a few things to say

--30--

2008-10-15T01:10:00.003-05:00

JEzze people. Seriously? if you have an issue with me, come and TALK to ME, in a calm, clear, logical manner, and I'll more than Happily either a) discuss it with you or b) come to a compromise.

I'm not a illogical warmongering bastard who is looking for a fight.

--30--

2008-10-12T07:42:00.000-05:00

Today's Thought for the day:

Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful.
- Samuel Johnson

2008-10-08T17:04:00.001-05:00

Life = Epic Fail.

that is all

--30--

2008-10-08T11:33:00.000-05:00

Sometimes, life sucks.

Hands you lemons so to speak.

And sometimes you can't make lemonade, so you just have to drink the juice and smile.

You can't get bitter about it, that serves no purpose. After all, that's the way the cookie crumbles sometimes and if it didn't we'd be spoiled brats.

The good news is, that the lemon juice is great for your skin/hair and the cookie crumbles will go great with icecream.

So logically the best thing to do is, give yourself a facial and eat some icecream, and ride out the suckiness til there is that GREAT day that makes up for all the sucky ones.

--30--

2008-10-03T12:41:00.003-05:00

I have decided I am very tired.

This in turn has made me very upset, over trivial things, which means I'll put it out of my head eventually which will of course make me feel better but only after I've had some sleep.

And mostly I feel frustrated. Because I'm having to write this paper, that I theoretically don't need to write, but feel expected to write (yes I said expected. And you know very well that I always strive to live up to certain expectations.) And really all I want to do is sleep.

So there.
--30--

2008-09-01T10:53:00.002-05:00

You probably wouldn't worry about what people think of you if you could know how seldom they do.
Olin Miller

*laugs*

It is so true. ANd the sad thing is most people care vastly to much what people think, when in reality you aren't important enough for most people to think about.

Of course there are always those friends who do think about you, but if they are true friends, with a few exceptions, it won't matter what you do or how you dress or where you shop so long as you remain true to who you are.
--30--

2008-08-28T17:05:00.001-05:00

The world is governed more by appearances than realities, so that it is fully as necessary to seem to know something as to know it.
- Daniel Webster

Smart man.

Who needs red pills anyways?

I'l write more later as pertaining to vacation, life, babies, and first week of school. i'm headed for a nap.

--30--

2008-08-16T09:45:00.002-05:00

Hello fellow wanderers, I'm writing from Delaware!

Vacation is turning out to be a blast. Mo Shearc keeps us busy, he's slightly regretful of it, but I don't mind at all, it has been great fun meeting all of his friends and getting to see him around friends he's had all his life, his parents are fun, very sweet.

It has been a growing and learning experience as well, for me. Maybe not so much growing/learning new things, but having them hit home, you know? You know how you hear something your whole life and it just takes the right moment and circumstances for it to just make sense, yeah, that.

I like who I am when I am around M.S. he makes me want to be better, to be the best, not just for myself but for him.

Schools just around the corner, I like my courses this semester, my schedual, while not prime, isn't bad, friday classes.... bleh... but it is a small price to pay for the rest of the sweetness of schedual.

I am out people I have people to help places to be

--30--

To know.... is not divine?

2008-08-05T08:16:00.003-05:00

My dear readers, I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. Mostly my fault as while I have had much to write about, even in this medium of relative anonymity I find it difficult to express my self on certain subjects, mostly personal, to those I know do read this blog on occasion.

For the first time in my life, I just don't know. And it scares me to death. I LIKE knowing, what's just one step ahead, what's going to happen, where i'm going. I thrive on knowledge.

But I can also see (now, not a few weeks ago though) how this is good for me. I may have no idea what I am doing with my life, and I'm scared to death I may never achieve whatever it I would like to, even long to achieve, but it's ok.

I know, I know, you may now stop looking at the screen like I've lost my mind. I mean... I may have lost it... but that is moot, as that would probably require me having one to begin with.

It's ok, because my dependence on knowledge and my manic need to know hinders what Christ want's to do in my life. I don't like it. It's not comfortable for me, and I'll probably still fight it in some realms. (cough Mo Shearc cough) but I'm going to try, and that in and of itself is a big step for me.

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2008-07-03T15:50:00.002-05:00

Bleh. That is how I feel today. Bleh bleh bleh. double bleh.

And I'm not fond of it. just so you know.

Sometimes I just want a break from life.

Vacation time from life? Why yes, i think i've accrued several weeks in my life can i take them now?

--30--

2008-06-26T12:31:00.002-05:00

I'm sick of people (most people; people who have been given the link to his blog from me directly are immune to the sickness, you have been inoculated.)

I'm sick of drama people cause. Particularly when it's drama that they cause by being asinine idiots who have their heads so far stuck up their asses that it isn't even funny.

Here's a tip for the world, use it well, it'll make not only your life easier, but inevitably cause you to get along with a greater number of people more of the time; ready? it's really big....

Here it is: 1) The world doesn't revolve around you, 2) Odds are, in most people's circle of consciousness, you don't even register as a blip.

So it's true. You aren't that important to people. Yes there are people who love you and want to be around you, but I swear if you learn not to think so much about yourself ALL the time, they'd like to be around you more. That is all.

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2008-06-21T17:35:00.002-05:00

I'm feeling very Paul-like right now.

such is life. Troughs and Highs.

Sometimes I wonder if life get's easier. It seems to, but i think we just go on Autopilot more and more, or just ignore things more often than we should.

Probably out of self preservation I would guess, and i've yet to decide how I feel about that.

Ignoring things is choosing to not face reality. And if we don't face reality then we are avoiding the real and living in a fantasy world. And isn't that more detrimental than facing things?

I dont' know I"m just in a a weird mood. I probably need more sleep.

--30--

Starbucks

2008-05-22T11:16:00.002-05:00

I realized that i don't spend a lot time at the 'bucks when i'm not working. and I should. I've thoroughly enjoyed my time here this morning. I forget that it really is a good place to meet friends and hang out.

I think I should come more often.

--30--

2008-05-21T00:05:00.002-05:00

Life is so confusing and sometimes it sucks.

But it always gets better. I think...

2008-05-15T15:12:00.001-05:00

I actually have a lot I want to write about and spill out... but I'm not sure were to begin, so I think it'll have to wait til I can't sort out what's going on inside my head right now.

2008-05-12T23:24:00.002-05:00

Way overdue for an update.

and sadly I don't have much time for one. More's the pity. Memphis was great I really enjoyed the week with the family (although I didn't get to see them nearly enough. dumb work and such) and D2.

A lot more stuff happened that I'll write about later.

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2008-04-30T01:07:00.002-05:00

*sighs happily* D2 is really quite perfect. If he knew half of it he'd probably argue to me to death. TO DEATH!

So he planned a splendid date tonight. We started at a hotel (the first time he ever took his girlfriend to a hotel) and walked around Opry Mills Hotel together, just enjoying the 'river' and waterfalls and general ambiance. And then we drove to Virago and had dinner. And it was fun!

He looked quiet dashing.

After that we drove back and sat in a parking lot and just talked. He was very open and honest with me, and I appreciated it greatly, I know how hard it is for him to do that sometimes. (most of the time) And it was just nice, and relaxing, and I completely enjoyed it.

I respect and enjoy him so much. I don't think he even knows! He's just so dang soothing and relaxing. I can't help it. I just like being around him. Like I can be so wound up and tense and uptight and having a horrible day, but then just seeing him and being around him totally relaxes me.

Sometimes I pray... no you know I'll tell you that one another day i think.

Sometimes I feel bad cause I think i'm doing all the talking, and he just has to interrupt me, but I dunno. i'm rambling I should go to bed... I think I will right more later

~E

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2008-04-25T11:35:00.002-05:00

Seriously. I don't know what do. No matter what I do it's not helping. And SW's telling everyone but the one person she needs to be talking to.

I'm need more sleep me thinks.

Crap.

that's all.

Crap.

*facepalm* I'm pretty sure that's today... all freaking day
~E

2008-04-24T12:25:00.002-05:00

Yeah I'm still laughing about the whole 'kids' thing. Oh D2 you make me laugh. Seriously? *shakes head* yeah that's not a conversation I'm even gonna think about bring up for a good while. But you're way adorkable, and I'm totally okay with you panicking about that. I'm pretty sure you should panic if I brought that up right now. And I'm pretty sure you should slap me upside the back of my head if I do/did.

And yeah. The Cookies? *facepalm* not even. KC, you're dumb. Please try to fix that.

2008-04-24T01:09:00.002-05:00

Yeah... no I'm not even gonna attempt to even dictate what I'm thinking/feeling right now.

They're crazy. How can you not smell massively burnt cookies that are still cooking?

And now it's ok to leave windows open? Why is it suddenly safer? seriously?

~E

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The Sweetest Thing

2008-04-21T17:00:00.005-05:00

Hmmm where to start.

I'm pretty sure I've talked it all out this time around, and I've been much to busy to have an epiphany... well cept when I was talking to Babers today.

So to update the world this was this weekend, talked with SW about some stuff that has been bugging her, the talk is summed up as follows:

She doesn't hate the D2,cause she doesn't know him, "you can't hate some one you don't know" she "resents him" (but you can't get to know someone you can't spend five minutes around with out blowing up and storming off.) (even though I've heard her say, "i don't like D2, at all." but whatever. She didn't explain that anymore, and I didn't ask.

She's not jealous of me. She's happy for me. He makes me happy. She does want to hear about him, but just not in the vomit way, and 'face' is literally ready to physically vomit on me. (I'm sorry? you're happy for me, but I have to censor how I talk about chunky? Somehow I'm not seeing how that's being a good friend) And I realize that happy for me doesn't mean she wants to hear about it all the time, which is why I try not to flaunt it (so to speak) in her face. I know what it's like to be the one that everyone has some one and is happy and you don't.

I apparently act like 16 year old with her first boyfriend around her, and am totally following my gut instincts. To which I can only roll my eyes and say, if she only knew how many times my gut saying "oh go for this!" and I choose not to take an action. Yes I know I act quite childlike and giddy with D2. But that's part of my personality that i don't feel I can be like with most people, well the giddy. I'm always childlike. And Everything within me wanted to be "SW, if this ends in the goal that both of us are heading towards (barring the fact that God's will may be shown to be something different) and we get married, then it's only gonna get worse. you know that right?" but I didn't.

And my personal favorite! She doesn't like being around D2 because I act like a bitch when I'm around him. I honestly have been going through the times we've been around each other all together, and the only thing I've come up with is... I sit with him, and he puts his arm around me, so I'm not sitting with them. But that could be just cause I'm in the situation and I can't see it. So do I? Act like a bitch I mean?

She says she knows it's because it's new and I'm still trying to impress the boyfriend, and make him like me more, so I don't want him around other girls because I'm being protective and what not

Uh what? I know he likes me just the way I am. And me and him have actually talked about it. I've even told him he should go talk to other girls, you know that. So on that (the bitch) one I'm honestly at a loss.

Sis thinks that maybe, perhaps (she's not sure, but she knows it's this way with her and face and sis's bf.) that maybe SW says things towards D2 that are on the mean side that could be taken playfully, but since I know she doesn't like him, I get defensive and snap at her. Which I suppose is a possibility, but again I can't think of anything, since most of the time... she just kinda ignores him.

Oh and she feels like I'm ditching my friends. may or may not be true. I know it's seemed like it this past week, since I worked so much, and it was all closes and school and such, but I was still making the effort, at least with SW, face not so much, but that's cause Of the whole Face/KC thing. SW wasn't here the start of my closing week (not this most recent weekend but the one before that) and then had things she was doing on those days and times I could do something.

So the only thing out of all of this that I could change is to tell her that I know she's used to more spontaneity, but with so much pull for my time from other people, we're just going to have to set aside a day or time each week and say from this time to this time. It's our time.

I know it's bad of me, but, I'm more inclined to not take her concerns seriously. Well as seriously, because 1) I can't see much truth in them, and 2) it's two people (well one... who tells me what the other's saying; face and SW) out of EVERYONE and I mean everyone who knows D2, knows me, has seen us together. Everyone else (including my parents) are ok with everything, and actually love him and say how perfect we are for each other.

~end of recap/pastings~

So now for my slight epiphany whilst talking Babers. She's going through a really rough time. In a small way, I understand where she is.

Any way we were talking about why for some people it's so hard and it seems trial after trial after trial. Where as other people it just falls into place (seemingly for){of course we were discussing relational issues...}

And you know it hit me then. Those who go through all the hard places and hold out through them, and wait patiently for just the right thing, when they finally get it, it will be infinitely sweeter to them, than anything that those who seemingly have everything fall into place.

So, Babers, hold out for it. Don't settle. I love you more than I could ever say, and don't worry, I've got one end of the net, in case you fall off the trapeze. HE holds the other, and He'll never leave nor forsake you, and I'll be around to help you up, and push you back out there to try it again, 'til you bet it right. :D

2008-04-19T10:15:00.007-05:00

Crap. The one thing I was trying to avoid is happening. Why I gotta be friends with people that can't just talk online or write letters when somethings bothering them?

I don't think she's gonna be very happy with how the talk goes.... Cause I"m pretty sure that any response I have to to what she says (in the moment) she's not gonna like, so I"m just not gonna say anything. At all. Until i've had time to think about it.

She knows this. It's what I did to my marine. Whom i have been friends with longer. So why wouldn't I do it to her?

Completely frustrated and a little miffed, but mostly just sad, cause I can't see this working out well, well, well according to her and what she has in mind.

--more--

I want to curl up under a nice big blanket, and just zone. I don't really want to think about anything, do anything talk to the majority of people, nothing. That's the day it's been to day.

although i do have something good to share later.

more

So, today was... not good. Right? Right. Glad we cleared that up.

But even then God has a sense of humor and perfect timing. And He's amazing (totally thanked him for D2 today though when and what I said I'm not saying. But it was nice, a quite little moment with D2 and God.)

AND! plot bunny so back to the God stuff after this brief message.

Life is so fragile, and we forget that so often. We get caught up in everything we have to do, the 'tasks' that we think are important, that we forget to enjoy those quiet moments with God or other humans. Sometimes those quiet moments with other humans are not only gifts from God, but can be quiet times with God as well. He can use that to teach us important but subtle life lessons.

So take time to enjoy those times God gives you with other people. It may be just what you need to make it through a unseen (or seen as the occasion may come about.)

Christ realizes we are tangible people. After all He made us didn't he? As such He gives us tangible moments in which we can experience those abstract ideas. When we have something tangible to attach something abstract to, we can recall the tangible aspect of it anytime we need it, allowing us to focus on the abstract and thus enabling us to capture in some small way that abstract (like peace, contentment, joy, et cetera) when we need it most.

And now back to you regularly scheduled program.
~.~.~.~

So God. Yes. Awesome.

My devotionals this morning?

1) {I did two from a rather cheesy but still very good, "His Princess; Love Letters from Your King" inside joke from my parents} Jeremiah 1:5 "I knew you before I formed you in your mother's womb. Before you were born I set you apart and appointed you as my spokesman to the world."
I have called you to be set apart, just as I called those who came before you. I know this calling will sometimes come with a great cost, but the eternal rewards are priceless and beyond comparison. Just as I did with Queen Esther, I have given you the ability to walk in such a way so all will see that you are divinely Mine. Some will admire you for your dedication to Me, and some will want you to fail rather than follow your lead. you may fall because you are not perfect, but your mistakes can be the tutors that make you wiser. Don't put pressure on yourself to be perfect. I'm the only one who can perfect you, My princess. All I ask is that you let Me set you apart so that I use you as a witness for the world to see

*le sigh* Sometimes I don't want to be set apart. I don't want to Be Queen Esther. But even when things are going bad, such a time as this. So i just have to 'stand in the rain' and trust God.

2)(the Killer! *pulls out knife*) Psalm 126:5 "those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy."
I see how hard you try to handle your heart, and I know you want to live a life with out heartaches or pain. I'm asking you to take a step closer to your Father in heaven by crying out to Me when you hurt. Let Me heal you. Remember My chosen, King David? He cried out to Me in his fears, disappointments, and sin, and I answered. You are also My chosen one, and you are My daughter...so it's okay to cry. I don't expect you to pretend that pain is not real. It is truth and tears that will give you freedom that I want you to know. Now let go of that part of your heart that only I can heal. Let your heavenly Daddy hold you while you cry.

Not even gonna say anything about that... Anyone who knows me, knows just 1) what that really means to me, 2) why that was killer for today.err yesterday. whatever.

I think that's it for tonight. I'm sure I'll have more tomorrow.
~E

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2008-04-18T11:25:00.008-05:00

I had a bit of a realization last night.

I have to learn to trust other people better.

That is all.

I really miss my friend Babers. She hasn't been on a lot because of school, and i haven't been on a lot because of work and school. We are both at similar spots in our lives so it's nice to talk to her.

Going dress shopping with Sis today. It's gonna be fun!

--more--

And more Boyfriend news (and yes until I come up with an appropriate nickname he shall be boyfriend, and he didn't like mine... so oh well) [eta D2 it shall be]

But I have this habit of making him uncomfortable sometimes. Sometimes I don't do it on purpose, sometimes I do.

I'm not... prudish... I guess when it comes to things dealing with sex. To me it's just another subject matter, that while I may not bring up, (time and place for everything and all) But if it's brought up around me I'm not gonna shy away from it.

I guess part of it has to do with the way I was raised. I used to be that kid who thought sex was a bad word and would blush a little at the mere mention of the word.

But I finally realized, that really that wasn't God's plan. I think that to many kids raised in the church go into marriage with that mind set-- sex is bad-- and it screws them up.

That and I have brothers.

I made him really uncomfortable last night, and for that I'm sorry. But I'm even more sorry I didn't trust him. He knows what I'm talking about. I think, if not he'll ask and then he will.

--more--

I'm kinda of sick of it. that is all.

Part of me just wants to quit it. But I know I can't. I don't want to care. But I can't help myself, I do.

Why can't she just trust me? and what she knows about me? Why does she doubt my loyalty?
I shouldn't fret about it. I know I shouldn't. But I'm going to gosh darnit. Cause contrary to her opinion I do care about her.
~E

--30--

2008-04-17T11:24:00.001-05:00

Hello again.

So I just have a few things to say.

I absolutely love who I am. Most of the time. Occasionally, occasionally one of my strengths out of balance bugs me.

Sometimes I want to change who I am. But I don't feel the freedom to do so, well not the freedom to do so, but the freedom to change the things I would like too.

And here's were I get to brag on my boy. I don't have that problem with him. He likes me for who I am, just the way I am. That! gives me the freedom to be better, my best. Not only gives me the freedom, but makes me desire to be the best that I can be.

And here's were I correlate that.

I was thinking about it last night when he was over. Well mostly the bragging part not the correlation, the correlation came during sleep/this morning.

That's exactly how Christ is and wants us to be with Him. He loves and accepts us exactly as we are. That is so freeing, but most people miss it, because they get so caught up in His perfectness that they feel intimidated and feel they have to be perfect instantaneously. But that isn't true. HE LOVES us the way we are. But He Loves us to much to leave us the way we are. Because of that acceptance we have the freedom to change as things that aren't healthy for us, or perhaps aren't us at our best are brought to light.

And I have a lot more to write about. And I will but lunch calls so until then.

--more--

So D2 came over last night and we read together some. It was nice; he's way cute and awkward sometimes. I like it.

I don't know if he knows I noticed but he was tracing his initials into my leg last night. It was tres cute.

He also said something about how I had to go and ruin it, he had almost got it were he could play with my hand and me not play back.

What he doesn't know... but he does now... skank ... is that it was pretty much only cause I was sleepy and quite content.

It's odd really. I was listening to Casting Crown's 'The Voice of Truth' the other day and it just really hit me, that sometimes I do wish to "step out of my comfort zone/into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is/and He's holding out his hand."

I have wished that for a long while. And when I'm not with D2, sometimes it scares me how much it is the unknown, and I don't know what I'm doing. It's those times that Christ is just like, 'trust me. I have a plan'

On the flip side when I am around him (both the boy and Christ, for the two are mutual in many ways.) It's just... comfortable. I don't really think about any thing like that.

D2 makes me happy; anyone can pretty much see that. He makes me happy for one of the main reasons, he truly and honestly want God first in both our lives. Which takes the pressure off of both of us so much.

It makes me laugh, though that everyone keeps cautioning me that it might not work out. I laugh, not because what they say is invalid, but that I know this. I tell people this.

And here's the thing. Yes I know that if we don't work out, then yes, it'll hurt, for both of us. But I can rest assured in knowing that even if it hurts for a little while, I will be ok, as will he, because 1) we are both seeking God's Will in all of this. 2)that means that we weren't God's Will for each other, but that the time we did get to spend together was. And because of that. We both want to be edifying and help grow the other.

D2 does. He forces me to attempt things (and keep attempting) that I may think I can't do.

This is gonna come as a shock to those that know me. But I'm really a shy person. Particularly in areas or situations that are new to me, or in which I don't know what is expected of me. I'd prefer to sit back and observe til I am comfortable, but my Boy says "uh yeah, no. Go do it."

Sometimes that's exactly what I need.

In other news!

Nothing big planned this weekend. Chilling with my friends and boyfriend, monday there's a concert in the works (oh switchfoot! and third day! i love thee!)

I haven't talked to my parents in a bit. it's been crazy busy this week. Closing everynight. I need to call my dad tonight at some point.

My sisters baby shower date was set. I'm uber cited. Hope it's a boy. I'll write more later.
~E --30--

2008-04-17T11:18:00.001-05:00

Let me just start by saying, I am so happy.

Things are finally looking up and I can see God's hand all over it.

The best thing would have to be the recent development of I got a boyfriend. And he's fantastic. He truly seeks after God in the little things, and we are so often (to be read most of the time) on the same page on most things.

Now, to the downside of this.

My friend, SW. can't seem to handle it. She truly is a dear friend, even though we share differing religious views.

She doesn't like D2 at all, even though he's an amazing man. Even my parents like him, and my Dad's not keen on boys that date his daughters.

To the point of, me even mentioning his name, causes her to go into tensile mood. Which is quite counter to her previous statement of " I want you to be able to talk to me about him."

Now I know that 1) she's not on the same wavelength as far as spiritual matters goes, so she can't really comprehend that aspect of mine and D2's relationship. 2) she's slightly jealous of the fact I have a fantastic guy in my life. (For whom I thank Christ for often) 3) she's afraid this will change our relationship for the worse.

I can't argue that. I mean relationships change everyday, not all changes are bad, though. And Mine and SW's will change but I'm not going cut her out of my life. In fact, I make every attempt to make time to see her, she seems to be the one that doesn't want to see me.

write more later. CLass is out

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