no one likes a girl with a short skirt,
better fix that ladys, get it right
nice emotional picture though
Thursday, September 28, 2006
pic
no one likes a girl with a short skirt,
better fix that ladys, get it right
nice emotional picture though
L word
Let love be without hypocrisy.
Let love be genuine.
Let love be without dissimulation.
Let love be sincere.
Let love be unfeigned.
Let love be honest and true.
Let love be real.
Love conquers all.
(from Romans 12 and 1 Cor 13, Bible)
Let love be genuine.
Let love be without dissimulation.
Let love be sincere.
Let love be unfeigned.
Let love be honest and true.
Let love be real.
Love conquers all.
Love never fails.
(from Romans 12 and 1 Cor 13, Bible)
Monday, September 25, 2006
I'M A CHRISTIAN..AND I'M PROUD TO SAY IT!!
oh no
If, if you are a christian, and if you have a facebook, and you want to get depressed, just look at that website. I dont even know where to start. They all need Jesus.
It is truly depressing...especially the discussion board.
In case someone who is not saved decides to look at that site, just remember, those guys are crazy. If you got questions ask some one who is legit.
"I'M A CHRISTIAN..AND I'M PROUD TO SAY IT!!"
ug
If, if you are a christian, and if you have a facebook, and you want to get depressed, just look at that website. I dont even know where to start. They all need Jesus.
It is truly depressing...especially the discussion board.
In case someone who is not saved decides to look at that site, just remember, those guys are crazy. If you got questions ask some one who is legit.
"I'M A CHRISTIAN..AND I'M PROUD TO SAY IT!!"
ug
Sunday, September 24, 2006
goodness
Well,
Another Sat. has come and gone. Its been gone for about 4 hours. So, in other words, its 4 in the morning. I hate this, how do I stay up so late? What do I do? I don't even do anything. I just sit around. Im so lazy.
Well, I did go to "Kelly Cafe" and bought some cerial (6 bucks), a protien shake (4 bucks), a bag of baked chips (2 dollars) and some chicken. The chicken was cheap. But it was fried.
Well, after buying that and sitting down and eating with a friend of mine I headed back to the dorm. My friend, the one who ate with me, turned the big TV on that is found in the lounge area. He flipped passes the movie Hero and I told him to stop. We watched for a while, he got biored and went to bed, I should of went to bed but, man, I stayed up and watched it. It was at the end, but it took forever to finish because of all these dumb comercials.
I like Hero. I think I like it because I dont have to think to watch it. Most movies, even good movies, I just tend to overthink them and I dont enjoy them. I dont mind this so much. But with Hero, something about it, makes me stop thinking. I just watch and accept everything im watching.
Maybe not that perfectly. I do think "Why the heck are they dipping their swords in the water?", "Why are they walking on water?", "Why are they still talking?", and other questions. But I can quickly dismiss this questions of disbelief and look at the movie as a complete work of art. Every odd thing that occurs in the movie I dismiss as odd and accept as art.
Thats the only way I enjoy that movie. It may be the closest thing to a chick flick that I will watch. I think it comes pretty close. I duno.
In other news, I washed my hair with shampoo today and NO conditioner. Yeah, crazy. It wasent too bad though. I did it by choice. Well, I guess I have to experiement more before I say whats what. I will keep you updated.
Yeah right I wont keep you updated about something like shampoo. I think I only wanted to bring up those two things, the movie and the shampoo, because they were so menial. So pety. They were almost so small and insignificant that I wanted to say them.
Ok, I gotta go to bed. For a good time go to this site. Some hot songs.
K, one love er' body
Another Sat. has come and gone. Its been gone for about 4 hours. So, in other words, its 4 in the morning. I hate this, how do I stay up so late? What do I do? I don't even do anything. I just sit around. Im so lazy.
Well, I did go to "Kelly Cafe" and bought some cerial (6 bucks), a protien shake (4 bucks), a bag of baked chips (2 dollars) and some chicken. The chicken was cheap. But it was fried.
Well, after buying that and sitting down and eating with a friend of mine I headed back to the dorm. My friend, the one who ate with me, turned the big TV on that is found in the lounge area. He flipped passes the movie Hero and I told him to stop. We watched for a while, he got biored and went to bed, I should of went to bed but, man, I stayed up and watched it. It was at the end, but it took forever to finish because of all these dumb comercials.
I like Hero. I think I like it because I dont have to think to watch it. Most movies, even good movies, I just tend to overthink them and I dont enjoy them. I dont mind this so much. But with Hero, something about it, makes me stop thinking. I just watch and accept everything im watching.
Maybe not that perfectly. I do think "Why the heck are they dipping their swords in the water?", "Why are they walking on water?", "Why are they still talking?", and other questions. But I can quickly dismiss this questions of disbelief and look at the movie as a complete work of art. Every odd thing that occurs in the movie I dismiss as odd and accept as art.
Thats the only way I enjoy that movie. It may be the closest thing to a chick flick that I will watch. I think it comes pretty close. I duno.
In other news, I washed my hair with shampoo today and NO conditioner. Yeah, crazy. It wasent too bad though. I did it by choice. Well, I guess I have to experiement more before I say whats what. I will keep you updated.
Yeah right I wont keep you updated about something like shampoo. I think I only wanted to bring up those two things, the movie and the shampoo, because they were so menial. So pety. They were almost so small and insignificant that I wanted to say them.
Ok, I gotta go to bed. For a good time go to this site. Some hot songs.
K, one love er' body
Friday, September 22, 2006
Thursday, September 21, 2006
D' Millah!
How about that scrappy guy Donold Miller, eh? Something else
Here is a quote from Blue Like Jazz...
"The magical proposition of the gospel, once free from the clasps of fairy tale, was very adult t me, very gritty like something from Hemingway or Steinbeck, like something with copious amounts of sex and blood. Christian spirituality was not a children’s story. It wasn't cute or neat. It was mystical and odd and clean, and it was reaching into dirty. There was wonder in it and enchantment."
Nice thought, very nice.
D. Miller is sick. He is "nasty" as some would say. Keep reppin the hood D' Miller, let em know where your from baby.
(just in case Mr. Miller is from the hood)
Well, I like that thought. I was just talking to a friend who is going to a Christian school and she is required to read all of the Old Testament before the end of the first semester. That’s a big task I thought. She has been finishing up that book of Genesis and has told me that she was shocked to see some of the gut retching stuff in there. Lots of nasty crap in the Bible though, isn’t there. In genesis we got that pre-Sodom destruction story with the angels chillen and the daughters, I mean, that’s crazy stuff. That was a real man with a real dilemma. Goodness. Well then we got the fourth man to walk the earth murdering, a massive flood killing women and children, Abrams little maidservant stint, the selling of a birth right, you know, trickery, fear, rebellion, discontent, I mean the list can go on and on.
Has your preacher, or your pastor, or your bishop, you know that real religious guy in your church building, has he/she ever read that list of Bible people that were horrible flawed but did big things for God? Well, the Bible is full of them. The man after Gods own heart (God help me get there) murdered a guy and had some fun with his wife. Paul killed homies like you and me! tax collectors, cheaters, killers, just lots of weird people in the Bible that God has used in spite of themselves.
So, I hope we all get to a place where God doesn’t have to use us despite of ms. I hope we get to a place where God can use us and we can truly be blameless before him and before men. That’d be sick, attaining that may take a lifetime, and so be it.
Here is a quote from Blue Like Jazz...
"The magical proposition of the gospel, once free from the clasps of fairy tale, was very adult t me, very gritty like something from Hemingway or Steinbeck, like something with copious amounts of sex and blood. Christian spirituality was not a children’s story. It wasn't cute or neat. It was mystical and odd and clean, and it was reaching into dirty. There was wonder in it and enchantment."
Nice thought, very nice.
D. Miller is sick. He is "nasty" as some would say. Keep reppin the hood D' Miller, let em know where your from baby.
(just in case Mr. Miller is from the hood)
Well, I like that thought. I was just talking to a friend who is going to a Christian school and she is required to read all of the Old Testament before the end of the first semester. That’s a big task I thought. She has been finishing up that book of Genesis and has told me that she was shocked to see some of the gut retching stuff in there. Lots of nasty crap in the Bible though, isn’t there. In genesis we got that pre-Sodom destruction story with the angels chillen and the daughters, I mean, that’s crazy stuff. That was a real man with a real dilemma. Goodness. Well then we got the fourth man to walk the earth murdering, a massive flood killing women and children, Abrams little maidservant stint, the selling of a birth right, you know, trickery, fear, rebellion, discontent, I mean the list can go on and on.
Has your preacher, or your pastor, or your bishop, you know that real religious guy in your church building, has he/she ever read that list of Bible people that were horrible flawed but did big things for God? Well, the Bible is full of them. The man after Gods own heart (God help me get there) murdered a guy and had some fun with his wife. Paul killed homies like you and me! tax collectors, cheaters, killers, just lots of weird people in the Bible that God has used in spite of themselves.
So, I hope we all get to a place where God doesn’t have to use us despite of ms. I hope we get to a place where God can use us and we can truly be blameless before him and before men. That’d be sick, attaining that may take a lifetime, and so be it.
winter home unfinished
tea is invisible
strong river cloud tea
heart pearl
Thats what my mug says, and your mug might say that too if we have the same mug. Its a mug I bought in china town. It has a lid and a filter thing but, sadly, i dont use them. I only use the main mug.
The main mug.
Well it has these chinese characters on the side of it. So I asked my roomate, who was born in China and is mad cool, what it said and he tried to tell me, but he said it was in cursive so it was hard. All I got was this rough translation, but I thought it was odd and poetic enough to be worth something.
I will post again soon, have no fear and no doubt about that..
Wait, lets see it one mroe time
winter home unfinished
tea is invisible
strong river cloud tea
heart pearl
oh man, thats great.
tea is invisible
strong river cloud tea
heart pearl
Thats what my mug says, and your mug might say that too if we have the same mug. Its a mug I bought in china town. It has a lid and a filter thing but, sadly, i dont use them. I only use the main mug.
The main mug.
Well it has these chinese characters on the side of it. So I asked my roomate, who was born in China and is mad cool, what it said and he tried to tell me, but he said it was in cursive so it was hard. All I got was this rough translation, but I thought it was odd and poetic enough to be worth something.
I will post again soon, have no fear and no doubt about that..
Wait, lets see it one mroe time
winter home unfinished
tea is invisible
strong river cloud tea
heart pearl
oh man, thats great.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Post
I have just kinda felt the need to post recently. So, im going on instinct here.
I usually dont like posting just for the sake of posting but this will be an exeption. So, it might be boring and random. Just know, that im posting for you. yeaahh...thats it. Im doing it for you!
Life has been good. I have been, secretly, getting into a little bit of old blues/pre-funk sort of stuff. I have really just looked at this one guy Johnny "guitar" Watson and some of his songs and his lyrics. Funny guy. Kinda a forerunner for rap music, for computer music, for white-pop musicians, and for Jimi Hendrix. It is said, and really proven, that he was doing a lot of the moves that Hendrix was doing before Hendrix. Hendrix also covered his song "Gangster of Love". Now, that song title alone is hilarious when you think about it today’s context, I mean, that is just great. Gangsters are more or less looked upon as morally, you know, corrupt people. But a gangster of love, that just confuses me. Then the lyrics are really funny. I would post the lyrics on here, but, i duno they are kinda degrading. One part he says he roped 65 girls and kissed them all at the same time and he like stole a beauty contests first place winner and stuff.
So, Johnny "guitar" Watson is actually being a gangster of love. Or of something he calls love. Im not going to turn this into a song about the meaning of love, but his definition is clearly misguiding.
Um, yeah, just wanted to share with you guys that this guy is funny. Sorry, i know, its boring. Here is a better song that he did. Its not original, i think a guy named Earl King wrote and performed it. Im pretty sure. Well, its called "Those Lonely Lonely Nights" Its deep...
There’s been some lonely, lonely nights
Baby yeah since you been gone
Lay my head on my pillow
How I cry all night long
The things you used to say to me
I thought that we would never part
Yes you know that I love you
Why did you break my heart?
If you would only come back home
And let me take you in my arms
Yes you know Id be happy
I wouldn’t be so all alone
Its been dark since you’ve been gone
Baby please bring back the lights
Baby please come back home
And free me from these lonely nights
Yeah, way better then these modern love songs. Sappy, dangerously sappy. Ok, maybe i have had to much time on my hands doing all this stuff, but i think its interesting. Goodness.
Alright! Be good dear reader and live life selflessly.
I usually dont like posting just for the sake of posting but this will be an exeption. So, it might be boring and random. Just know, that im posting for you. yeaahh...thats it. Im doing it for you!
Life has been good. I have been, secretly, getting into a little bit of old blues/pre-funk sort of stuff. I have really just looked at this one guy Johnny "guitar" Watson and some of his songs and his lyrics. Funny guy. Kinda a forerunner for rap music, for computer music, for white-pop musicians, and for Jimi Hendrix. It is said, and really proven, that he was doing a lot of the moves that Hendrix was doing before Hendrix. Hendrix also covered his song "Gangster of Love". Now, that song title alone is hilarious when you think about it today’s context, I mean, that is just great. Gangsters are more or less looked upon as morally, you know, corrupt people. But a gangster of love, that just confuses me. Then the lyrics are really funny. I would post the lyrics on here, but, i duno they are kinda degrading. One part he says he roped 65 girls and kissed them all at the same time and he like stole a beauty contests first place winner and stuff.
So, Johnny "guitar" Watson is actually being a gangster of love. Or of something he calls love. Im not going to turn this into a song about the meaning of love, but his definition is clearly misguiding.
Um, yeah, just wanted to share with you guys that this guy is funny. Sorry, i know, its boring. Here is a better song that he did. Its not original, i think a guy named Earl King wrote and performed it. Im pretty sure. Well, its called "Those Lonely Lonely Nights" Its deep...
There’s been some lonely, lonely nights
Baby yeah since you been gone
Lay my head on my pillow
How I cry all night long
The things you used to say to me
I thought that we would never part
Yes you know that I love you
Why did you break my heart?
If you would only come back home
And let me take you in my arms
Yes you know Id be happy
I wouldn’t be so all alone
Its been dark since you’ve been gone
Baby please bring back the lights
Baby please come back home
And free me from these lonely nights
Yeah, way better then these modern love songs. Sappy, dangerously sappy. Ok, maybe i have had to much time on my hands doing all this stuff, but i think its interesting. Goodness.
Alright! Be good dear reader and live life selflessly.
Monday, September 11, 2006
OK
OK, im going to write about college.
College is nice. At first the freshmen and the upperclassmen volunteers are the only ones on the campus. Life is pretty boring. Freshman are pretty boring. And the volunteers have a "high caste" kind of attitude with you because, shoot, they can. But freshmen are very easy to meet and to smile at and talk to and become close close friends with for about an hour until the next day when you forget their names and they don't care much for you. Maybe its not quite like that, but people these freshmen kids are very uneasy and all miss their parents and are just begging for some form of acceptance. Well, some of them are, others are just fine. They are just fine in their little social bubbles wobbling around with their flip-flops and their fat sun glasses and whispering little secrets about this new college life. So, you have a combination of lonely students and students in bubbles. Their are more categories then that of course, those are just the ones I feel like talking about.
Teachers are nice for the most part. Its not in high school where the teachers can scream at you and yell and throw things and cuss and spit in your face and not be in any sort of jeopardy of losing their jobs. These teachers actually have a obligation to be nice to you and make sure you learn and are treated fairly. Im not sure which one I prefer for college, while of more value, is stale and impersonal and artificial. While high school is bad for other reasons. But teachers and students have to be in some sort of conflict in order for things to go on smoothly, that's what I learned in sociology class. I also learned that any religion is ok to pick, the impairer thing is just picking one. So, I think I will pick a radical religion that involves killing people of other religions because, shoot, sounds fun.
You know what, I think im not in a good mood to discuss these matters logically. So kind of use some wisdom and disregard lots of what I said until I present in a better way, k? Thanks
College is nice. At first the freshmen and the upperclassmen volunteers are the only ones on the campus. Life is pretty boring. Freshman are pretty boring. And the volunteers have a "high caste" kind of attitude with you because, shoot, they can. But freshmen are very easy to meet and to smile at and talk to and become close close friends with for about an hour until the next day when you forget their names and they don't care much for you. Maybe its not quite like that, but people these freshmen kids are very uneasy and all miss their parents and are just begging for some form of acceptance. Well, some of them are, others are just fine. They are just fine in their little social bubbles wobbling around with their flip-flops and their fat sun glasses and whispering little secrets about this new college life. So, you have a combination of lonely students and students in bubbles. Their are more categories then that of course, those are just the ones I feel like talking about.
Teachers are nice for the most part. Its not in high school where the teachers can scream at you and yell and throw things and cuss and spit in your face and not be in any sort of jeopardy of losing their jobs. These teachers actually have a obligation to be nice to you and make sure you learn and are treated fairly. Im not sure which one I prefer for college, while of more value, is stale and impersonal and artificial. While high school is bad for other reasons. But teachers and students have to be in some sort of conflict in order for things to go on smoothly, that's what I learned in sociology class. I also learned that any religion is ok to pick, the impairer thing is just picking one. So, I think I will pick a radical religion that involves killing people of other religions because, shoot, sounds fun.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
christian
If you are a christian I would strongly encourage you to act like one. You do not understand what I just said. Strongly encourage you to act like one. Strongly encourage. Maybe implore would be a better word. Strongly implore.
You know those famous amos cookies? Those ones you eat. There is a guy, wally amos, who made them and he is real. He is alive today, he lives on a island, he is american. He also makes muffins. Yeah, no joke, muffins. I know, I know muffins. He also gives money to like charities that help people read. Great stuff. Cookies and reading.
Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.
Yeah...
I just wrote a nice long blog then I tried to spell check it and it all got erased. Kind of sad.
Yeah...
Sad. I think more with out a doubt it is sad then with some doubts.
Yeah...
School is kind of nice. My friends are nice. I think, one day, they will all love Jesus.
Yeah...
Soon im going to make a big rocket ship and just fly it to a close mountain. I would not fly it to a far away mountain because, goodness, thats a lot of rocket gas. If car gas is the price it is you can imagine the price of rocket gas. Yeah, stay away from rocket gas if you can. So, I would go to a mountain that is close and enjoy the cold peaks and the goats and clouds. You see, many mountains are so tall that they are above the clouds, so although you think you would have a great view from way up there all you really see are cloud. Anyways, I would enjoy the sight of goats and clouds and probably enjoy some mountain berry's because I can not pass them up. After nearly passing out because the air way up high is sort of thinner then the air down here, I would fly back to home. Then I would sell my rocket on eBay and the money I get would help pay off my college loan. Sweet, paying off college loans has got to be sweet. Not a lot of things make me say sweet.
Yeah...
So, I am going to have to write in this blog of mine more. Especially since I am away at school, well away at college, well they call it a university really guys.
So...
Yeah...
goodnight
You know those famous amos cookies? Those ones you eat. There is a guy, wally amos, who made them and he is real. He is alive today, he lives on a island, he is american. He also makes muffins. Yeah, no joke, muffins. I know, I know muffins. He also gives money to like charities that help people read. Great stuff. Cookies and reading.
Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.
Yeah...
I just wrote a nice long blog then I tried to spell check it and it all got erased. Kind of sad.
Yeah...
Sad. I think more with out a doubt it is sad then with some doubts.
Yeah...
School is kind of nice. My friends are nice. I think, one day, they will all love Jesus.
Yeah...
Soon im going to make a big rocket ship and just fly it to a close mountain. I would not fly it to a far away mountain because, goodness, thats a lot of rocket gas. If car gas is the price it is you can imagine the price of rocket gas. Yeah, stay away from rocket gas if you can. So, I would go to a mountain that is close and enjoy the cold peaks and the goats and clouds. You see, many mountains are so tall that they are above the clouds, so although you think you would have a great view from way up there all you really see are cloud. Anyways, I would enjoy the sight of goats and clouds and probably enjoy some mountain berry's because I can not pass them up. After nearly passing out because the air way up high is sort of thinner then the air down here, I would fly back to home. Then I would sell my rocket on eBay and the money I get would help pay off my college loan. Sweet, paying off college loans has got to be sweet. Not a lot of things make me say sweet.
Yeah...
So, I am going to have to write in this blog of mine more. Especially since I am away at school, well away at college, well they call it a university really guys.
So...
Yeah...
goodnight
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