My computer has really been acting up lately and I’ve simply been much to busy to sort it out. Anyway, I’ve got it working for now so here’s a few things of interest:
Found at stairwell to a cellar near Biocity Aarhus
Artist: R-Galt
Caption: Trængt op i en krog. Flad og bleg. Nej Jens Jacobs liv er ikke ligefrem nogen leg”
Monday evening I was standing on Vejle Railway station freezing my ass off, ’cause it just missed my train and had to wait an hour for the next one. I notice I’m standing on a folded piece of paper and my curiosity takes over. I pick it up and it turns out to be a girl that wants somebody to dance with for the winter ball. I thought it cool enough show you guys.
Caption:
“1.67 cm høj
Brune (dybe) øjne
Mørkhåret
Vis
Hej, vil du danse med mig til vinterbal, du skal helst være 1.75 og maskulin + attraktiv
Shila B – 3.A
Add på facebook. NEJ!”
That’s all for now – If everthing goes well my second piece will be on the streets tonight
Sadly, I think I drive most of my coworkers mental with my constant car chatter and opinions. Really, I seem to drive a lot of people mental with my opinions… But I really am open minded, I swear. I just talk. A lot.
Setting up the story.
Well, we also get bored at work. Lots. It’s retail, so when there aren’t any people around… There isn’t much to do. This particular day, a coworker and I went outside to roll our windows up since there was a storm rolling in. I almost always park with my windows down at work, all the way down. Twice now, I’ve had them slightly cracked and went out to find a nice puddle of water on my seat… Thank the stars that I have a removable cushion!! It’s saved me from one very, very wet butt.
The discovery.
While we were walking back from rolling up the windows, I heard a crunch as an SUV was backing out. In its wake, it left a tiny crunched up, rolled over diecast car. Now, I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned it, but I have a small collection of diecast cars, mostly the Hot Wheels/Matchbox size and some that are bigger and some that are smaller. So when I saw it, it was only natural for me to feel sad and pick the poor car up. I was even more disappointed when I found out what it was.
A Lamborghini Countach LP 500. I happen to be a big fan of the Countach. A part of me was devastated.
Later on, I decided to have some fun with what was left of the car. I wanted to create a big accident scene, a la the wrecked exotics website. Sadly, I didn’t have everything available to make that possible, but I got a few shots of it anyhow out on the sidewalk.
The only thing I can say is that my camera is awesome!! We happen to sell it, so if anyone wants my personal recommendation, it’s for the tiny Canon Elph that I’ve got. It’s by far the best point & shoot that I’ve ever played with, and all the pictures I’ve taken with it so far have turned out fantastic.
Of course, this whole story would be pointless without the pictures, so here’s my little wrecked Countach’s photo shoot:
Poor little Lamborghini...
Maybe not the best, but I was amazed at the pictures my little camera takes!
I tried to make it look like some sort of crash scene, but not sure that worked too well...
Sadly, this poor car ended up in the garbage, but I didn't do that... Even wrecked Matchbox cars can be fun
lately, i joined this FB group for FM’s (my music sch) composing/lyricist alumni n students.
One fine day, teacher XH posted a line “我把理智压在想念上面。。”can understand? haha…n i don’t know why my first reaction was “试着努力吃下眼前的热汤面，才发现想念不会让肚子饿扁”. very pleased with my “talent”, i posted it and eagerly wait for someone to post another comment, well, to say that i’m good! hahaha, sorry hoh, im buey pieseh de. if you can understand what i’m tryin to express, it’s alittle random yet it’s very logical isnt it? most people will say things like crying, tears, heart…but i’m just stating a fact, you wanna let logic rules, then you shld eat n survive! ta-da.
indeed, after awhile, there’s this ex-classmate of mine posted and said that he had met a strong rival and he wanna compete with me. HAHAHA. i’m flattered but at the same time, i was laughing out loud. Nah, i’m actually not that good in this..it’s just the feel at that moment.
long way to go. well, once again, i wished i was born in Taiwan or Korea, but, too bad.
I hardly ever resign myself to going to the doctors when I’m sick because I don’t believe in popping pills and the clinic here has a reputation for killing harming more than healing. Plus, with my heart problem it seems some doctors get all pissy when I lay out my guidelines. I’ve had this raging sinus infection for too long so I gave in this morning and went. We went through the usual steps. What are your symptoms, what medication are you currently on? I listed my birth control as one. The doc was annoying for a simple sinus infection…just write the damn prescription. He acted like I was the pain in the ass when I was going over what I can and can’t have with my heart. He turns to me and says Now this prescription will decrease the effectiveness of your birth control so while you are on it you may need to use a back up contraception such as a condom or, if you can, just abstain from sex. Preferrably you should do this till your next cylce. Do you understand all of that?
I have no idea why I found this so freakin hilarious. I laughed…out loud. The guy didn’t give a shit about my heart medication reacting with whatever he was prescribing ,but damn that birth control! So I looked him dead in the eye and told him I think I’ll abstain since that is apparently what I have been doing without choice since March. I then grabbed the prescription paper and left him behind with his jaw hanging open.
Yes, since March ladies and gentleman. March. Yes, since HIM. Good grief. Clearly I’m highly concerned about getting pregnant at this point.
So, I have taken up quite an interest in constitutional law as a result of my POL 142 class “American Politics and Diversity.” With that said, the idea of law school is starting to become more appealing every day…Anyways, here’s a list of the current schools I am interested in. If I change my mind, I’ll keep updating this. Ciao!
Next Stop; Happyness~
( 繁 | 简 | 日 ) Saturday, Sep 26, 2009 12:37PM / Standard Entry
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The TV drama that I’v been working on is finally coming out…OCT 4th next Sunday. It’s not an action flick, or a hip hop stick, street culture thing…um…not even close…this ones for all fans who have asked me over and over again when am I going to shoot a love story…well it’s been 6 years…so to all the people that want a love story…here you go. Next Sunday Oct. 4th at 22:00 – 23:30 set your tv sets to TTV / SETTV (in taiwan) and make a night of it. And for all the haters who are rolling their eyes…I still have nothin but love, (The Love we give away is the only Love we keep – Hubbard) God bless y’all~
I just watched the trailer.. and I guess it looks well enough.
Why does he act it out nicely? Maybe because that’s what he is now. The tough-on-the-appearance-but-actually-affectionate-deep-inside guy..
Amazed to discover that two of my favourite things (Werner Herzog films and rock climbing) combine into one during a random visit to the video store. Scream of Stone was made in 1991. Werner Herzog took a film crew to Cerro Torre in Patagonia and made a movie about one sport-climber’s mission to make the first ascent. The movie itself is a long shot from Fitzcarraldo and even Herzog now distances himself from it. Seeing footage of the climber Stefan Glowacz solo climbing Kachoong at Mt. Arapiles is definitely the highlight; it’s the same famous ascent pictured in this photo which you’ll find in climbing gyms everywhere.
In a society where the culture is old and rich, where hotels can cost 200 Euros for a single night, you can bet that the desserts will be top notch. My dad’s friend took a trip to Europe for two months for her honey moon, and brought us a souvenir. An elegantly wrapped delicious looking box of French truffles. Although sadly it is not for me to eat, I devoured it visually. What would you give for a visit to Europe? :l
Hey everyone, I’m Mike Azzano. I live in the beautiful Vancity (Vancouver BC) and I’m a geek. Simple as that. And simple as this, welcome to my blog. I’m gonna post about, the city, things I see in and around it, geeky stuff I like and about music here and there. I hope you like the site, show all your friends and I hope you enjoy it. Please comment or message me if theres things you like, etc. And I’ll be more than happy to talk about that more on here or with you.
it may have been the intense pre-concert activity last week, or going off coffee at long last… i seem to have spent most of the past two days in an unconscious haze, and any activity lasting longer than two hours sends me off again.
i had many thoughts about the concert – before, during, and after… but it seems like too much trouble now to consolidate those thoughts and write them down like a sensible, sober being. i do want to say, though, that it is rather impossible, physically, to sing and interpret all at the same time, particularly when you are supposed to be nursing swollen vocal cords. i lost my voice two-thirds of the way into the concert, right before brahms, and came away disappointed and somewhat frustrated because i had wanted to sing, not talk.
but that is that. i was perhaps, after all, the one single person who knew exactly what everyone was saying at any point in time. i suppose i would have absorbed the most from all the wonderful music talk being thrown back and forth, and for that, i must be grateful. and life goes on. we have exactly four practices to the next performance.
you must understand that this is the stuff that makes a shopaholic. marathon choir sessions and losing my voice and writing papers and translations and deadlines deadlines deadlines. and when all these meet the amazing etsy… i know i said something about moderation before, but really, i cannot quite remember now what the word means anymore.
If the plums are greengages, you would. Think of the sweetest plum you’ve ever eaten, the most perfect apricot, combine them, add a hint of lime and you have the food of the gods — greengage plums.
Usch. Hade nyss värsta timmen på länge. Såg att kameran hade lite batteri så jag tog bussen till mamma för att hämta laddaren. Hela bussresan dit plågades jag med en äcklig spylukt. Och inte nog med det. När jag skulle tillbaka till pappa åkte jag SAMMA BUSS. Gick förbi platsen bakom mig och såg en stor kräkfläck på sätet. UH. Hur kan dom köra kräkiga bussar?!
Om lite mer än en timme bär det av från allstar till coop arena. Kommer bli en fet marsch. ÅH. Homo vad taggad jag är.
Just finished grading an entire class of papers in one day. I am all sorts of wound up and have no one to chatter to… oh, but wait! There you are right there! (Yeah, you)…ah, the joys of having an online audience to cham with my wit and candor.
I will now regale you with bullets (sounds so violent, no?):
The past two weeks have been insanely hectic. Honestly, I kind of dug it. The more active I am, generally the happier I am.
But, dude, the house is a wreck… cleaning is just never my first priority. I envy people who keep a tidy house. Mine resembles something a tornado just ran through… all the time. I keep hoping I will grow into a tidy phase. Hope is waning…
The Magic Kingdom for my birthday goes down as one of the best ideas ever. I got in free (birthdays are free in 2009). The crowds were tamed by the Tuesdayness. We didn’t have to wait in line for more than five minutes for anything. And I encountered very few people I considered a blight on humanity. All in all, a great trip to visit the mouse.
If you are ever at Disney, do NOT get a veggie burger. I am warning you. It resembles pureed veggies smushed up into a patty and warmed. I saw a piece of broccoli in my veggie burger. That is revolting.
My students largely failed their first assignment. I am standing my ground. They must learn to follow directions and to read critically. Perhaps a failing grade will catch their attention. Unfortunately, it will most likely activate their whining capabilities. I need to remember to buy earplugs.
I am dogsitting a precious pit bull. We are going on a walk tomorrow. Please do not mention this to the pit bull who lives at my house, as she does not get walks, although she really loves them. This is directly related to the boxer’s tendency to lay down in the middle of a walk and refuse to get up. But I can’t walk the pit without the boxer; the boxer goes into complete meltdown mode if I try to leave her behind. So, the dogsat dog is the proud recipient of a walk tomorrow, while my two dogs stand at the window wondering when I will be home.
I think I am finally tired enough to try some sleep. Will be up at 6:30 for a run in the morning.
Our dashing mayor has just launched a new website to showcase groups and folks using city data to create apps that we can all use.
Today, I’m pleased to announce the launch of the DataSF App Showcase (www.datasf.org/showcase). The site will celebrate the innovators and innovations from a more collaborative and open government. On the site the public can browse examples of new ways in which Bay Area constituents are using City data to improve San Francisco.
Examples include San Francisco Crimespotting, EcoFinder, and Routesy. We love this idea and hope to see more apps soon!
Having raised steers for four years as part of my 4-H indoctrination education, I’m no stranger to the fair circuit — where beef judging is, was and always will be an artform.
For this reason (and this reason alone) I try to keep up — as best I can a full state removed — with the state of all fairs back home.
Knowing as I do that the next one coming up is the Alabama National Fair in Montgomery, I decided to check their website to see what joys lay in store for ticketholders.
Livestock competitions: CHECK ::: Black Baldies 4EVAR! ::: Art competitions: CHECK ::: Lynnelle’s needlepoint is always a hit ::: Giant vegetable competitions: CHECK ::: You just cannot go wrong with gourds :::
Pig races: CHECK ::: Actual pigs, not Chett’s ex-girlfriends :::
Circus: CHECK ::: Because ya just gotta :::
Welcome Home Celebration “in honor of our Vietnam Veterans“: CHEC …
Wait.
What?
Welcome Home?!?
Now, I do believe it’s never too late to welcome troops home and celebrate their courage and sacrifice. And, while I know history says the Vietnam War ended when the North Vietnamese army took control of Saigon in 1975 — I also know that not all of our soldiers have yet to come home more than 20 years later.
But I gotta say that with troops on active duty in skirmishes, wars, to-do’s and whatnots all over the world, most notably these days in the Middle East — it strikes me as 20-shades of ‘huh?’ that the fair gods of Alabama went the Vietnam route.
I have to believe it means one of three things:
1. The very last of all of the American soldiers still in Vietnam have been discovered to be alive and well … in Alabama
2. Sooooo many of the Alabama guardsmen and women are on permanent rotation in Afghanistan and Iraq that the Vietnam vets are the only ones around to welcome
3. The fair’s ‘creative team’ decided “Awwww fuckit! Better late than never!”
I am honored to announce that I have been invited to show my jewelry at the October First Friday at Lampros Gallery. The show will also feature the work of some local fiber artists. The show is Friday, October 2nd at 7pm. Lampros Gallery is located at 26106 Oak Ridge Drive The Woodlands, TX 77380.
Am I excited? Yes. Nervous? Maybe a tad. Maybe more than a tad. So come by and say hello. There might even be a few new pieces that you haven’t seen yet…
Today around 4pm my little cousin was born (bro’s son) had some issues with the child birth but thank god! after the surgery the little guy was out!
I was at work and mom sister called me said the little one is born! coudlnt wait till I see him I was like “Oh! take some pics will ya!”
Have to wait till saturday or sunday to see him his mom is still at the hospital hope she gets better, I wont be able to see him till they come home *sob sob*
These are his first pics, xD I just cant wait till I hold him hehe, normally im scared to hold little children. But I wanna hold this guy for sure. hehe
Sister said he was looking at every ones faces when they were talking, they say right after he was born he started crying. Then his mom had to breastfeed him inside the operation theater hehe. When he came out again he start crying very hungry kid.
We had picked a name for a boy “Khalid” means immortal or eternal.
This guy gonna get all of our attention since he is the 1st grandchild in our family and cousin .
See you soon little Khalid,
loving Uncle (dang he make me feel older >< fuck it he better call me big bro or else!)
Okeej, spelade in världens fulaste låt. Är i särklass det fulaste och sämsta vi någonsin gjort/skrivit. Ytterst få förunnade som får höra den. T och A ba “ni är så jävla fula”. Jag borde fan skaffa myspace, att jag inte tänkt på det förut? Så att jag kan lägga upp allt.
WEED
(Em, G, D, C)
[VERSE1]
Ever had breakfast, cuz I have not
The day starting off smoking weed and pot
A rabbit coming out of my ass, asking me for help
He's got a problem with his wife, she's all about yelp
Bridges falls apart, crumbeling down
I wish I was a waitress, I wish I had a clown
[CHORUS]
Cuz I'm fat, cuz I'm fat
Longing for snot and trees
Cuz I'm fat, oh so fat
Longing for snot and trees
[VERSE2]
Poodles running down the hill, picking a bouquet
Edward looking back at me, the 25th of may
Dreads hanging off the wall, Elvis aswell
He looks like he just fucked someone, good as hell
Locobase on my nose, teeth yellow as pee
My mom tells me I'm hideous, I might aswell be
[CHORUS]
If the plums are greengages, you would. Think of the sweetest plum you’ve ever eaten, the most perfect apricot, combine them, add a hint of lime and you have the food of the gods — greengage plums.
There are so many things that I am looking forward to before this year ends!
October 2-3 Virginia Mennonite Relief Sale …. Homemade donuts and applebutter….do I really need to say anything else?
October 10-25 and November 27 - December 13 Green Valley Book Fair
October 27 Trans-Siberian Orchestra is finally releasing Night Castle
December 8-11 Operation Christmas Child I will be heading down to Boone, NC to help out at the processing center. I am so excited about this trip and it is still over 2 months away! It just gets better every year!
And sometime (soon hopefully) the purchase of a new camera….still trying to decide on which one.
Soooo, Youngest has this idea she wants to paint her room navy blue. Ceiling too. She wants to feel like she is in outerspace. She is my Trekkie
Her teachers are on strike, so she is busy cleaning her room out and patching holes in the walls while she is home. I think we may start painting Saturday.
You would think someone out there would have painted their room navy and uploaded some pictures, but I can’t find any worth looking at. Just to get an idea of what we are in for, kwim?
I tried the interactive thingys at lowes etc where you can “paint” your walls with the click of a mouse, but they aren’t very helpful. They’re okay, but I would love to see someone’s actual picture.
So that’s our project the next 2 weeks….along with some day trips and getting her to help me with work. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Etter valgkampen har jeg 3 fridager til rådighet. Tok to av de forrige uke(tirsdag og onsdag) og den siste i dag. Tok den i dag for å kjøre Odin og Dler til Gardermoen. Det er rart å tenke på at de er så langt vekk, og i en så annerledes tidssone. De dro fra Gardermoen klokka 1, og mellomlander i Philadelphia klokka 3 lokal tid. Dette er jo ikke reelt en 2 timer flytur, mer 11 timer eller noe. Er litt forskjellig hvor steder i USA ligger i forhold til oss i tid, men California ligger ihvertfall 9 timer bak oss. Nå er klokka ca. halv 1 der, f.eks.
Pcen min er av den lille søte typen. Siden den er av den lille søte typen blir den ofte litt for liten til å se på film på og sånn(i tillegg til at internettet jeg bruker til den er treeeeeeigt). Men så har jeg en snill lillebror, så nå låner jeg den bærbare pcen hans litt. Han har uansett en stasjonær pc også, så han hadde ikke brukt den bærbare uansett. Og hadde han det, så hadde han vel sagt nei til å låne den bort, vil jeg tro.
Jeg har forøvrig skikkelig lyst til å begynne å spille i korps igjen. Merker at et år borte fra korps er nok til å få lyst til å spille igjen. Man har en tendens til å bli litt lei av musikk etter 3 år på musikklinja, og det var nettopp det jeg blei. Så jeg slutta i begge korpsene jeg spilte i, og har rett og slett bare øvd for moroskyld uten å egentlig øve på noe spesielt det siste året. Litt befriende, men også litt kjedelig i lengden. Jeg er et korpsmenneske, og korpsmennesker trenger nye noter og å spille i korps. Så da tenkte jeg at jeg skulle bli med å spille i noe i Drangedal som kalles for Musikken. Det er et slags prosjektkorps for folk fra 12 år og oppover. Det er samling en søndag i måneden. Denne måneden er samlinga til søndag, så da kan jeg kombinere det med en tur hjem til Heldøla også, så blir mamma og pappa også litt fornøyde.
Her burde det egentlig vært et bilde av Odin og Dler som drar, men det tenkte jeg ikke på akkurat da, så da ble det et random bilde ut av bilvinduet ved Gardermoen istedenfor.
Looking for a job can provide its own amusement. When you get past the fact that if you’re looking for a job it’s probably either because you don’t have one or you don’t enjoy the one you have, and that’s always a depressing though, there are some great advertisements out there that keep me chuckling throughout the day.
Recently, I read an article that required someone with “pizzazz” for a writing position, which immediately makes me think of a pizza with extra toppings. Actually, I suppose a pizza with extra toppings is never a bad thing when I give it some thought. I just wonder sometimes if these people are doing their best to stand out from the advertisements, just as I’m trying to stand out from the other applicants. This type of behaviour isn’t such a problem – more an amusement. If you’re sad like I am.
But applications that have the title “Temporary Data Clerk” and then specify the contract as being “Permanent” are the ones that really have me wondering why these people have jobs and I don’t. If you can’t differentiate the difference between the two time scales, then I deserve to have your job until you go back to school and get a proper education in the use of English.
Here’s to someone pointing out a punctual or grammatical error in my entry.
That was a pretty craptacular showing by the Capitals tonight. I know Mike Green was there because he said so on his Twitter, but did anyone really see him? Maybe he’s like the phantom defenseman or something. How about my dirty mistress scoring a goal? Snaps for Patty K and how about Nathan Gerbe trying to take on a dude way bigger than him (that’s just about everyone…except Chris Bourque). Go on with your bad self Gerbe. You’re like the little Yorkie dog that barks and carries on and tries to intimidate the big Mastiff. Yes, I just compared Nathan Gerbe to a Yorkshire Terrier. I wonder if there will be cuts tomorrow? Guess we’ll find out then.
The mexican buffet I was at today was also pretty craptacular. Mexican food has pinto or black beans in it. All other beans are posers and are not welcome in the mix of la comida de Mexico (is that right or not? It’s not? I was afraid of that). If that shit happened at Chipotle or hell, even Taco Bell, you’d better believe Ginger the Taco bell dog would be pissed. Man, now I am really hungry for Noodles and Co. in Ballston. I guess that means I need to work on a roadtrip plan and start figuring stuff out.
Over the past week I have been one giant carb and why should tomorrow be any different? I need to get back on the salad train. I also need to work on some decent avatars for WordPress and Twitter. Buildings from school and the Twitter bird aren’t that cool. I also need a giant bottle of Grey Goose to keep in my desk. The next few months are about to get hellacious.
I just got done watching Gossip Girl and I really don’t like Michelle Trachtenberg’s character, Georgina. I’m even more grossed out that it looks like she and Dan will be hooking up. Vom.
Yo! This is my second post tonight! Not really a great feat, seeing as the last one was really short. Okay, enough intro, On to the post!
Okay, so I wanted to do this post on the first day of school, but seeing as I didn’t get my computer back until the 17th, that was quite impossible. Okay, so my first day of school was September 9th, and boy, what a day it was. This was supposed to be the best year of H.S. so far and I was damned determine to do it! But alas, that seems not to be the case.
First of all, We got our schedules. Now, let me just tell you this, my high school felt more like a middle school the past two years, (I’m a Junior now, cheers!) because we would travel to the same class with the same people all day, but this year, they switched it up a bit. Its starting to feel a lot like a real High School now because we travel with different people to different classes instead of the same people the entire time. Of course, you can’t suddenly switch to a good thing, without it having a few kinks to work out.
One kink was, of course, the usual confusion. Oh, how we all suffered that first period of the first day in which 72 11th graders all showed up to the same English class. Well, that needed some working out, but the bright side was, I got to stay in the class I wanted to be in with the teacher I wanted to have.
Another kink, grades are mixed. I don’t know about you guys out there, but personally, I don’t appreciate taking the same class in the same room as freshmen, who cannot shut up if I might add, (I cannot believe I was that immature two years ago) but that’s the situation in my school now. Although its not every class, a few is a few more than necessary.
My schedule is mundane. It’s the same thing every single day, with the only variation being 4th period. Here, let me show you:
MY MONDAY THROUGH FRIDAY SCHEDULE
0PERIOD: U.S. History
1ST PERIOD: English
2ND PERIOD: Chemistry
3RD PERIOD: History of the Community
4TH PERIOD: Mon.- Lab; Tues.&Thurs.- Phys. Ed.; Wed.&Fri.- Drama
5TH PERIOD: Advanced Algebra and Trigonometry
6TH PERIOD: Japanese 3
7TH PERIOD: Lunch
8TH PERIOD (EXCEPT FRIDAY): Academy
Okay, how many of you have a Zero Period? That’s kinda odd to me. Not only that, but I assumed 0period was like homeroom or something, but no, it’s a real class… Oh well, at least the teacher is cool. U.S. History gets a thumbs up!
English: A really great class. For once in my HS career, I get an Englsh teacher I actually like. Definite thumbs up!
Chemistry. This one is a toughy. On one hand, the teacher is really cool and I get to blow stuff up, (according to her) but on the other hand, So far, I’m not doing that well. =[ So right now, I’m waiting to see what else chem throws my way so it can go either way.
History of the Community is a definite thumbs up! A class, with a lot of my friends, where we learn about the amazing history of Flushing, get to help in the restoration of the John Bowne house (google it!) AND get service credit hours for it!? Howe can I not like it! Not to mention, the teacher is awesome!
Lab is okay. Depending on the experiment and how I feel about chem at the time. Phys. Ed. I HATE IT! I do not like Phys. Ed AT ALL! Me and physical fitness do not mix, not to mention we have to do that tedious presidential fitness test or whatever at the beginning of the year. I’m sick and tired of it. Thumbs down! Drama is okay. It promises fun things in the future, but the teacher scares me a little. So far, we aren’t doing much drama-y stuff, but I hope we do soon, or its looking at a thumbs down, but for now; Thumbs up!
Advanced Alg. and Trig. Thumbs DOWN! Why? What’s so bad about algebra? Nothing, except that it HATES me! We’re doing REVIEW, and if you epically fail at REVIEW of what you should know, you know there’s a problem. Lately I seem to be in a funk about everything, after leaving the classroom. The upside? The teacher is cool.
Japanese, and it truely, TRUELY, pains me to say this, gets a thumbs… Down. Normally, Japanese is the highlight of my day. Its what I look forward to. What helps me wake up in the morning, but sadly, that is not the case this year. In order to better explain why, you need some background info.
My school is a new, small school. I am in the second graduating class, which makes this year’s seniors, the first to graduate in the history of the school. It sucks to be second. My freshman year, it was all about the 10th graders. Last year, it was all about the Juniors and now this year, my Junior year, its all about the seniors. Okay, now that you’re up to speed, I can continue.
Last year’s new Japanese teacher left. He no longer teaches at my school, so we had to get a new one. This new teacher, like the old one, is from Japan, the difference, is that she can’t teach. For the last two years, I had the same Japanese teacher. I grew accustomed to his teaching styles and he knows what we do and don’t know because he’s the one that taught us. However, this year, the Japanese 3 and Japanese 4 classes happen at the same time. This is where the seniors come in. Instead of teaching us, the class he’s taught for two years straight, he chooses the seniors because, get this, they’ve already had two different teachers before and adding another different teacher might just screw them over or something like that. Am I sounding selfish? I really don’t mean to, but I take my Japanese very seriously, it’s the reason I applied to my school in the first place, and I will not have my studies ruined by a teacher who does not know what in the hell she is doing! Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure she is a very nice person, but people who can’t teach, shouldn’t. Not to mention, we’re stuck in a small room with a bunch of kids (some freshmen) who cannot shut the hell up! The only up-side to this class, is that we got to watch an episode of Naruto (My anime obsession) and we got to read a few pages of it too. But, if you can ruin an episode of Naruto by showing a bootleg copy of a subbed episode with subs that cause you physical pain (ex: “Hokage-sama” was said. Subtitles read: “Mr. Fire Shadow”. Funny part, Tsunade is Hokage.) my life is taking a turn for the worst. Not to mention, there’s this creepy assistant who BENT MY MANGA! I swear to Kami, my first issue of Naruto was near perfect condition. I don’t think I’ve even opened it, but I brought it to school to help the teacher with the translation and Lurch, the assistant, took it from me, started playing with it and BENT IT! (Fun fact: “IT” in this post is word #1234. XD) Point is, I hate him now and now I’m mad two periods in a row.
Lunch. So late in the day. What makes me angry is that the seniors, vget to leave right about now. Lunch is optional for them. My school is also a middle school, and they get to leave at the end of seventh period too. Not fair! >=[ The rest of us (9, 10 and 11th graders) have to stay through lunch AND stay for another period known as Academy.
Academy is a mega thumbs DOWN! I see no point to it. Apparently, according to my principal, Academy is a class that can help the high schoolers in subjects they don’t understand and need help in. Okay, but how come the SENIORS don’t have to stay!? Last time I checked, they’re in High School too. Not to mention my academy teacher is my LEAST FAVORITE teacher in the entire school! Why I was forced to be stuck with him, I have no idea. Did I do something wrong? Have I angered the Gods in some way? Is it because I’m Catholic, but I write yaoi fics? I have no idea, but something somewhere is conspiring against me and I don’t like it one bit. -\\
Up side to this year? I have (mostly) cool teachers. We have the entire fourth floor to ourselves now and I still get to bug my little sis at lunch. (She’s a freshman)
Down sides? The reason for me going to the school I go to now, has completely backfired and I now find myself lost in the world, without knowing where to go from here, I have to stay in school for two more pointless periods than I’d like and I’m probably already failing two classes and its not even the third week of school yet.
My life has gone to crap on what was supposed to be the best year of my life so far and I’m not happy in the least. I’ll see if I can get something changed around here, (The teachers love me, especially with all the hours I’ve spent helping out after school lately) but until then, I’ll mope and complain for as long as I want because I’m allowed to because I’ve been screwed over more times than I’m used to. I’m sure that there are people out there who have it a lot harder than I do right now and are making the best of what you got, and I respect you for it, but I’ve lived a sheltered life and my world has just been turned upside down and I’m not liking it at all. This is the most important year of my life, and if my grades epically suck, then I can kiss my future goodbye.
I think that’s all I’m gonna say for now. Feel free to leave me opinions about what you think, flames about me being a retard, sympathy for stuff or whatever and until next time, Ja ne!
so this is my new blog.
no, i’m not going to delete all my others.
i just find that this might be easier to update.
i will use this to not only update on life,
but also use it for beauty, extra info from videos, updates, etc.
you get my drift.
so here it is, just a quick post.
and yes, this is helloxamy from youtube. not a poser.
i will have a proof picture up soon!
The company picnic on Friday went great. Everything just kinda flowed. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. My boss showed up after being on vacation all week and asked how I was. I told her I was ok, just a little tired from it all. She asked if I wanted a couple of days off. I told her I may take Monday. I have found I just have too much to do to just take days off because I want to.
Saturday we started cleaning around the house. My son and I painted doors and baseboards. I was worn out by Saturday night.
Today (Sunday) is supposed to be ASC buit I am not going. I still have things here that need done. We are supposed to have the carpets cleaned on Thursday and I have to get this stuff finished. I don’t like not following through on this commitment but I haven’t missed an ASC meeting in 3 plus years. I may go to a meeting tonight. We’ll see what happens.
I just realized that it has been over two weeks (or more) since I last posted.
I failed to do a b-day post for our sweet Little Miss who turned SEVEN on Sept. 6. Oh me oh my how can that be?!?!?!
I also failed to throw her a party.
I don’t even know where to begin. Let’s see……
We have finished up week four of school. We received the children’s progress reports and so far they are all making staright A’s. Hope that continues. Our son is doing amazingly well academically. He LOVES school and adores his teachers. He lacked motivation last year to put forth much effort but for some reason, this year he is very motivated. We are so thrilled! He is struggling a bit socially (not that this surprises us). We had his ARD on Thursday and were happy to agree to dismiss him from articulation speech therapy. Boy, has he come a long way! He still lacks a lot of social language and emotional maturity so we consented to further evaluations, mainly to target if he is indeed on the autism spectrum. I have suspected this since he was a baby. We shall see……..
Pumpkin is thriving in her new school. She has made friends with several great little gals. She tried out for honor choir and was ecstatic to learn that she made it.
Little Miss is doing well too. She has had a few color changes (i.e., behavior infractions) but overall is adjusting well. Her teacher is fantastic and very strict (just what our daughter needs!). The girls LOVE riding the bus to Nana and Papa’s house once or twice a week. I am shocked that I allow this but I know the bus driver well (he is the assistant superintendent). He assured me that he knew exactly where my parents live and would guarantee they got where they needed to be. I love when they ride the bus too because I have time alone in my classroom.
On September 2 I was able to place large orders for items for my classroom. I am starting a new program so I started with NOTHING. All of my items have arrived and it has felt like Christmas.
The husband is crazy busy at work developing the child sponsorship program and preparing for another great summer in Zambia. By the way, the husband informed me yesterday that his boss wants him in Zambia for 11 weeks next summer. ELEVEN! That means the children and I would most likely be there for 7 weeks or more! A lot to think about……
I enjoy teaching pre-k. It is a VERY hands-on job but it fits me like a glove (no pun intended). I am still adjusting to my new position AND working full time. I so miss having Fridays off. The weekends fly by and many things remain undone. I am trying not to let that fact bother me.
My sweet, sweet man kept our kids PLUS my friend’s two boys so that she and I could spend some quality time together tonight. Now that I work full time, I have a hard time doing “me” things like playing with friends AND doing all the required duties that accompany my roles as mom, wife, and teacher. I was also blessed to spend time with a friend from out of town on Thursday night. We did not get much sleep but it was well worth it since I had not seen her in SEVEN years. I am so richly blessed by the people God has placed in my life!!!!
Well, I best get to bed. Our church services have changed so we now attend the 8:30am service. After lunch, I will go to school and work and work. I don’t understand how I feel like I live up there during the week and still need to go back on the weekend! I am learning as I go!!!
So that is a not-so-brief update of what’s been going on. I’ll post again . . . in another few months. (Maybe sooner.)
Šodien lieki pastaigāju kādu kilometru, lai nonāktu mājās.
Biju spēlēt volejbolu iekš JAK, paspēlējām, ietestēju turienes tueletes, kurām nesen bijis remonts un atklāju, ka baigi glauni. Kurš būtu gaidījis, ka ūdeni nevajag noraut tādā izglītības iestādē, redz sensors. Un netaupīgi ar, maitas, vienlaikus ūdens tek visos pisuāros, nevis tikai tajā, kur mīz.
Bet tas tā, starp citu. Tātad, pēc volejbola devāmiesuz mājām, pa ceļam sanāk 3 cilvēkiem- man, random čikai un Armandam(īslaicīgs stāsta varonis). Armands atdalijās ātri, jo dzīvo netālu no JAK, tad paliekam mēs. Tas atkal nozīmē darīt lietu, kas man šausmīgi nepatīk- lietot pieklājības frāzes un uzturēt sarunu ar cilvēku, kuram nav it nekā kopēja ar mani(tādus kadrus var pa gabalu atpazīt) un arī pēc skata mani pilnīgi nesaistīja. Gājām, runājām tradicionālās :”Kur tu mācies?”, “Pazīsti Gati, viņš teica, ka tevi pazīst?”, “Kādu mūziku tu klausies?”.
Līdz tas iegriezās manī tik dziļi, ka momentā jutu- jātiek prom.
Risinājums nav tālu jāmeklē: “Man jāgriežas nākamajā pagriezienā, čau.”
Tā arī gāju mājup, lādēdamies, ka viņa bija tāda paskata, kura izskatas šausmīgi jūtīga un kurai negribas gluži uzreiz teikt :”A man pohuj, ka mums pa ceļam!”
Being somewhat settled after a hectic move while anticipating the onset of instruction, I liken unto what it must be like flying a weather plane in the eye of a hurricane. I feel a peace that is disquieting, and I know that soon I will be plunged into hours of research and writing. Wait a minute, I’ve been researching and writing all summer, but there’s a difference with deadlines and the aspect of having a teacher judge at the end of it all.
But if it’s of any consolation, I’m getting myself amply prepared for the endeavor.
Actually, I have a few essays on deck, but I’m finding blogging to be the most unique of contradictions in that, I lose valuable time writing fiction when blogging, but I gain knowledge and stay in touch with the internet world when I make a post, whether or not I’ve got a massive audience. But my entire life is one gigantic series of contradictions, so there’s nothing new here. I’m finding the more things I hope to get done, the less time I have to do them. My goal, however, is to start querying agents during Christmas vacation; yes I’ve finally come around, and this is another reason, aside from Halloween being so close, that I left a sample on the post below.
This bike ride is insane in that, I finally have mountains to look at! The road is as bland as a piece of sandpaper though, but that doesn’t change the fact that when I see this particular mountain range, the memories come flooding in. Just on the other side of the range lies a great, manmade lake called Lake Berryessa, a lake that I declare I’ve had many experiences, most of them good. The woods are generally all brown with Oak trees all over the place, and the lake is often low from drought, but this doesn’t stop party-going folk from pulling out the beach towels up on to the rocks to take in some sun, maybe get plastered and do a little swimming. The road to get there is winding and dangerous and one has to forever watch for the drunk drivers, but ultimately, if someone can afford a houseboat, or doesn’t mind hot, dry grass surrounding them while barbecuing, the lake is alright. There’s a city submerged at the bottom of the lake with who knows, maybe a few watery ghosts swimming around.
I had hoped to be spending the last few days of the summer doing some other things, like working more on the fiction…and sleeping, but the boss is insistent that I work to finish up a project that got started. I swear, my need for money has screwed more things and caused me to postpone so many goals I’d hope to accomplish that it makes me sick (yes, I consider sleeping a goal). I had a band once, and since the rent kept haunting me, I collected what I could from band members, and spent the rest of the time working. I got a job miles away soon enough, and it got to the point where the band members were sitting around late at night waiting for me to get home so we could practice. I was too tired, said we’d do it next day, went to work the next day, then said the same damn thing next night. Whatever, life is a bag of rocks on Halloween as Charlie Brown would discover.
So now I’m getting ready to sleep so I can go work tomorrow because the pain continues, and the money is never enough. Isn’t this all so exciting to read about? In fact, I’m trying to juggle so much that I think, quite possibly, this is the fastest post I’ve ever just blurted out off the top of my head–was any of this even comprehendible?
And of course, no matter where I go, the infantile is impossible to escape.
This is a great article, summarizing what most are afraid to admit:
The Referendum is a phenomenon typical of (but not limited to) midlife, whereby people, increasingly aware of the finiteness of their time in the world, the limitations placed on them by their choices so far, and the narrowing options remaining to them, start judging their peers’ differing choices with reactions ranging from envy to contempt. The Referendum can subtly poison formerly close and uncomplicated relationships, creating tensions between the married and the single, the childless and parents, careerists and the stay-at-home. It’s exacerbated by the far greater diversity of options available to us now than a few decades ago, when everyone had to follow the same drill. We’re all anxiously sizing up how everyone else’s decisions have worked out to reassure ourselves that our own are vindicated — that we are, in some sense, winning.
It’s especially conspicuous among friends from youth. Young adulthood is an anomalous time in people’s lives; they’re as unlike themselves as they’re ever going to be, experimenting with substances and sex, ideology and religion, trying on different identities before their personalities immutably set. Some people flirt briefly with being freethinking bohemians before becoming their parents. Friends who seemed pretty much indistinguishable from you in your 20s make different choices about family or career, and after a decade or two these initial differences yield such radically divergent trajectories that when you get together again you can only regard each other’s lives with bemused incomprehension.
I’ve been anxiously anticipating that “bemused incomprehension” for some time now because sooner or later, there will be a tipping point year when everyone and anyone I know will have converted to the other side, and the quirks that once amused will soon be met with I-know-better pity, instead. Even now, the momentum is shifting, and I find myself stunned at times when I recognize just how different things have become for each of us. Maybe they’ve changed, maybe I’ve changed. Maybe they’ve turned into one of THEM (whoever they may be), maybe I have. Maybe we really mean all we say; most likely we don’t know which is which. And more than ever, we seem to be constantly aware of and critical of others’ choices… is it because we care? Or is it because of the “jealousy with a halo” so aptly described? Can we really just be happy for someone else without feeling something else for ourselves in the process?
At any given time, if we are sound of mind, we make our decisions based on the information we currently have and the circumstances we’re currently in. But information is imperfect, and circumstances influence faculty of reason. As such, we don’t always make the best decisions, once we reevaluate the choice with more clarity and wisdom, but it is our own doing, and there’s no use kicking yourself after. Learn, move on, do better.
The other day, my friend Paula introduced me to the mantra: I’m okay with that. Hippy as this may sound, she had discovered just how powerful and peaceful it is to let go of the self-inflicted emotional crap and be truly accepting. It’s a really difficult thing to be genuinely happy for someone else, especially if it comes at a loss to you in some metaphysical manner, but it’s a noble, strive-worthy thing. In the meantime, address your insecurities and just learn to be okay with things, people, life. It’ll save a lot of therapy dollars and make you a much more enjoyable person.
This is for those parents of boys, sisters of boys, and boys that have grown older.
And anyone else who needs a laugh.
Why boys need parents…
And you also find out interesting things when you have sons, like…
1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.
2! .) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller b lades, they can ignite.
3.) A 3-year old Boy’s voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20×20 ft. room.
5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to t hrow the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.
6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn’t stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words ‘uh oh’, it’s already too late.
8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36- year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.
10.) Certain Lego’s will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy.
11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.
12.) Super glue is forever.
13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can’t walk on water.
14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.
15.) VCR’s do not eject ‘PB & J’ sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.
16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17.) M arbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
20.) The fire department in Austin! , TX has a 5-minute response time.
21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.
22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids.
25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.
Since graduating from Stanford in 1998 and joining PayPal the following year, I’ve been blessed with a rich and diverse career that includes writing a book and starting a company. I’ve met a lot of fascinating people along the way, and learned some important lessons over the years (although not nearly enough). I’ll be devoting this new blog to exploring the themes of business and entrepreneurship, but we’ll also touch base on economics, current events, politics, and other interesting subjects, too.
I was having a conversation with some co-workers and I have to say it was a very random conversation. I had noticed how one of the manager’s offices had a white erase board hanging in it and commented on how much I LOVE white boards. Mainly they are a free space to work out math or physics problems for me and I love it!! Someone then commented on how they preferred chalk boards. From there, somehow we got on to Einstein’s theory of relativity and how there is not reality where light does not exist and someone commented on how that would stink because their glow sticks wouldn’t work. Another person thought they said “chap-stick” instead of “glow-stick” and brought up that it is good for you as well as Aveeno lotion. Needless to say, everyone was confused with the comment and the conversation went onto another tangent.
I love those types of conversations. They flow easily without thought because you are making tiny associations that lead your train of thought away from the original one. Sometimes I sit there thinking to myself and go back through my train of thought and figure out the path I took to get from the original thought to the current thought. Usually they are completely irrelevant to each other and it’s always entertaining. Thought I’d share my randomness ^_^ Have a good weekend!!!
I have spent many a hours in locker rooms. Swim pool locker rooms, weight lifting locker rooms, gym locker rooms, and yoga locker rooms—all over the country, at colleges large and small, at spas, at hotels, at fitness centers, at yoga studios, at beaches, at local YMCAs.
You name it, I’ve seen it. The old, the young, the obese, the anorexic, the athletes, and the exercise-aholics.
I’ll spare you those gruesome details, though. Because I’m a good friend like that.
But because I’ve noticed a disturbingly high incidence of particularly rude, annoying, and obnoxious behaviors at my yoga studio, and because it’s been a bitch of a week thus far, and because I’m feeling more cynical than usual, what I will share with you instead is a list of locker room no-no’s.*
Now. Ahem. Please pay attention, people.
1. Don’t change in the bathroom stall. It’s where we pee, ladies, not where we swap outfits. See that toilet? Yeah, it’s not a stool for you to rest your work pants on while you slip into your yoga gear. We’re all women. What’s to hide? (See no. 6.) Plus, we have only two stalls—for a gazillion women. Who all drank three liters of water today. Do the math.
2. Don’t stand in the middle of the room yapping on your cell phone for all to hear. Truthfully? It’s a small space. I don’t really want to hear how your boyfriend forgot to pay the cable bill again or how you just can’t believe so-and-so did that last night! I came here for the yoga, not your life story.
3. Don’t take over a quarter of the room with your 3 million bags, purses, coats, towels, and toiletry kits. Share the space, gals.
4. Don’t brush your hair in my face. My head sheds enough, thank you.
5. Don’t stand directly in front of a wall of lockers and yap-yap-yap with someone, while you blatantly ignore the other person standing behind you who just wants to get her damn clothes out of the locker you’re blocking. Courtesy! This is America—we’re all in a rush to hurry off to our next destination!
6. Don’t fear changing…in the room designated for changing. What’s with the shyness, the darting-eye paranoia that everyone is looking at you, watching you, assessing your curves? No need to spend all that time draping your towel over your shoulders or making a to-do of pulling your sports bra on over your bra, then unhooking your bra, then pulling your bra out from under your tight-as-second-skin sports bra… Really? Come on. Get over it. I have my own pair of breasts. I don’t need to look at yours.
7. Don’t pretty yourself in the mirror. What’s the point? You’re about to go work out for 90 minutes in a hot, humid room and soak yourself in sweat, toxins, and other bodily fluids. Honestly, do you really think anyone is going to notice your hair or make-up?
And, now, because I’m on a roll and because I work on a floor that has just one bathroom for two companies—my own and another small firm—let’s review a few office bathroom don’ts as well.**
These are equally important, of course. Especially so as to avoid being “That Woman” ’round the water cooler. (See, I’m looking out for you!)
1. Don’t be that coworker who continues talking to me after I’ve gone into a stall—and audibly started peeing. We’re not in a bar. You’re not my best friend. We can chat when we’re back at our desks, okay?
2. Don’t be that woman who gets ready in the office powder room. Must you strew your face wash, moisturizer, deodrant, hair dryer, hair pick, mascara, and lipstick all across the counter? I’ll awkwardly step around you and try not to splash on your belongings in the hopes that you’re simply experiencing massive water failure at your place of residence and don’t have access to a functioning bathroom.
3. Don’t talk on your cell phone while in the loo. Those are toilet stalls, not telephone booths.
4. Don’t be that litterer who misses the trash can and then walks right past the wet paper towel you just threw on the floor. Yeah, we have janitors, but they only stop by once a day. And that isn’t even the point. We’re adults; let’s pick up after ourselves, shall we?
5. Don’t ignore the second flush. I get it—sometimes, you need a second wipe. Happens to the best of us. But, well, then flush a second time, too. It’s just plain gross to leave it there for the next stall visitor to find.
I’ve done all I can do. Now, go forth. Prosper. Be better locker room and bathroom men and women. And just remember to wash your hands on the way out.
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* Being the refined men and women that you are, I doubt you dabble in any of these rude, annoying, and obnoxious behaviors…
** I’ve found it’s one thing to put up with the bathroom habits of your immediate coworkers. But, to have to share with other strangers, from another office? Whew. It’s a bit much.
Yes, it’s true. On Saturday, September 19, 2009, a Sauerkraut Festival is taking place in Scappoose, Ore. It’s at Heritage Park from 10:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. I tried to access the festival’s official web site at http://www.scappoosecommunity.org/ but the server was down because of all the traffic. I have no idea if this is a new event or a repeat occurrence, but this is the first time I’ve ever heard of it. And if the unavailable web site is any indication, a lot of other people have some interest, too. I wonder if Germany has such a thing? Maybe I need to take a trip to Germany to research the issue. Now there’s a thought. I guess it helps that I like sauerkraut. It must be my German heritage. Oh, that just gave me another thought: I could research sauerkraut festivals in Germany and also delve into my German family history. That could work.
In today’s message we will talk about the building of the Third Temple, the coming of the Antichrist, & how these prophecies may relate to current world events.
There has been much debate over the years about the identity of the Antichrist. I believe that part of this debate has been due to confusion. Many people do not realize that there will in fact be numerous antichrists and numerous false prophets. Consider the following Scriptures:
“Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into the world. Hereby know ye the Spirit of God: Every spirit that confesseth that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is of God: And every spirit that confesseth not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is not of God: and this is that [spirit] of antichrist, whereof ye have heard that it should come; and even now already is it in the world.” – 1 John 4:1-3 (KJV)
“For many deceivers are entered into the world, who confess not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh. This is a deceiver and an antichrist.” – 2 John 1:7 (KJV)
You see, beloved, there have been false prophets and antichrists in the world continually for thousands of years. Many have claimed to be the prophesied Messiah. Unfortunately, there have also been many people who have been deceived by these antichrists and have been led to their physical and spiritual deaths by these evil men. A couple of fairly recent examples of antichrists are David Koresh (Branch Davidians) and Jim Jones (Jonestown – 912 dead).
Beloved, the tragic thing is that all those who have been led to an eternal separation from God by these antichrists could have avoided it. How could they have avoided it? Well, if they would have studied God’s word they would have known that anyone promoting himself as the Messiah was indeed a fraud. How could they have known this? Well, Jesus Himself tells us that when He returns, everyone will see Him returning. Everyone. Consider the words of Jesus in the following Scriptures:
“Then if any man shall say unto you, Lo, here [is] Christ, or there; believe [it] not. For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if [it were] possible, they shall deceive the very elect. Behold, I have told you before. Wherefore if they shall say unto you, Behold, he is in the desert; go not forth: behold, [he is] in the secret chambers; believe [it] not. For as the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west; so shall also the coming of the Son of man be. For wheresoever the carcase is, there will the eagles be gathered together. Immediately after the tribulation of those days shall the sun be darkened, and the moon shall not give her light, and the stars shall fall from heaven, and the powers of the heavens shall be shaken: And then shall appear the sign of the Son of man in heaven: and then shall all the tribes of the earth mourn, and they shall see the Son of man coming in the clouds of heaven with power and great glory.” – Matthew 24:23-30 (KJV)
As you can see, brothers and sisters, Jesus is clearly telling us that when He returns from heaven, all the people in the world will see Him return. We will not be able to miss it. Therefore, since the whole world will see Christ’s return to the earth, we can know that anyone else claiming to be the Messiah is nothing more than an antichrist.
Now, we have seen in Scriptures where the bible speaks of there being many antichrists that will come into the world, and we have already cited a couple of them. However, there is indeed one ultimate Antichrist, just as there is one ultimate False Prophet. Here is a sampling of some of the Scriptures that foretell of the ultimate Antichrist that will come to reign in the “End Times”:
“And in the latter time of their kingdom, when the transgressors are come to the full, a king of fierce countenance, and understanding dark sentences, shall stand up. And his power shall be mighty, but not by his own power: and he shall destroy wonderfully, and shall prosper, and practise, and shall destroy the mighty and the holy people. And through his policy also he shall cause craft to prosper in his hand; and he shall magnify [himself] in his heart, and by peace shall destroy many: he shall also stand up against the Prince of princes; but he shall be broken without hand.” – Daniel 8:23-25 (KJV)
“And he shall confirm the covenant with many for one week: and in the midst of the week he shall cause the sacrifice and the oblation to cease, and for the overspreading of abominations he shall make [it] desolate, even until the consummation, and that determined shall be poured upon the desolate.” – Daniel 9:27 (KJV)
“And the king shall do according to his will; and he shall exalt himself, and magnify himself above every god, and shall speak marvellous things against the God of gods, and shall prosper till the indignation be accomplished: for that that is determined shall be done. Neither shall he regard the God of his fathers, nor the desire of women, nor regard any god: for he shall magnify himself above all. But in his estate shall he honour the God of forces: and a god whom his fathers knew not shall he honour with gold, and silver, and with precious stones, and pleasant things. Thus shall he do in the most strong holds with a strange god, whom he shall acknowledge [and] increase with glory: and he shall cause them to rule over many, and shall divide the land for gain.” – Daniel 11:36-39 (KJV)
“Now we beseech you, brethren, by the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, and [by] our gathering together unto him, That ye be not soon shaken in mind, or be troubled, neither by spirit, nor by word, nor by letter as from us, as that the day of Christ is at hand. Let no man deceive you by any means: for [that day shall not come], except there come a falling away first, and that man of sin be revealed, the son of perdition; Who opposeth and exalteth himself above all that is called God, or that is worshipped; so that he as God sitteth in the temple of God, shewing himself that he is God.” – 2 Thessalonians 2:1-4 (KJV)
Beloved, in the Scriptures above we see that the ultimate Antichrist will be a deceiver. He will arise to power spreading a message of false peace, and the world will not notice the daggers that are poised behind his smile. In the beginning of his reign his initial power grab will not be done through force; rather it will be done through deception. His deception will be filled with promises of peace, harmony, utopia, and tolerance. Understand that he will only use these themes to come to power, but he will never have any intention of fulfilling any of them. Ecumenism will help to get the people of the world to align behind the Antichrist, thereby helping to sway the masses. Would the world really fall for such a deception? Yes, it will. Why? Well, beloved, the world will be in such chaos and despair when the Antichrist is ready to emerge, that his messages will be tailored to prey on the fears of the people of the world. In this setting, the vast majority of the people of this world will see the Antichrist as their only hope to get through their time of troubles. Unfortunately, we know all too well that when people are consumed with fear and panic, they forego rational thought.
The Antichrist will lead the one-world government and will make a 7-year peace treaty with Israel. How do we know it will be for 7 years? Well, in biblical prophecy a week is equal to 7 years, with each “day” of the prophesied “week” being the equivalent of 1 year. During the first half of this period, the Jewish people will be allowed to resume their rituals of offering sacrifices in the Temple. Of course, in order for this to happen, the Temple will have to be rebuilt. While I’m not sure how the Dome of the Rock presently standing on the site of the first two Temples will be removed, we know that the Temple will be rebuilt for a third time and that the Dome of the Rock will have to be displaced for that to happen. Only time will tell whether the Dome of the Rock is destroyed or merely moved to another location through diplomatic means.
Nonetheless, these prophecies also tell us that after the first half of the 7-year peace treaty with Israel, the Antichrist will violate the peace treaty and prevent the people from offering any more sacrifices to Jehovah in the Temple. Furthermore, we see that at this point, the Antichrist will shed any guise of humility, honesty, and compassion from his public persona, as he will no longer see a need to deceive the world as to what type of a person he truly is. Why is that? Well, by that time he will have a very tight, controlling grip over the world, so he will see no need to try and make people think that his aim is to serve them. Conversely, at this point in his reign, Antichrist will make clear to all the people of the world that they are to serve him. As a matter of fact, the Antichrist will also demand that people worship him, as it is at this point that he will enter the Temple in order to proclaim himself to be God (known as the abomination of desolation). That’s right. The Antichrist will actually proclaim himself to be God. Of course the Antichrist is not God. The Antichrist is nothing more than Satan’s ultimate gopher, as he will serve Satan in leading an enormous multitude of people to eternal damnation. The good news is that in the end, Jesus wins:-)
So how does all this play in with today’s current world events. Well we discussed in previous messages how there is an increasing pressure for the world to adopt a global currency. When that eventually happens, that currency will ultimately be controlled by a central bank that is part of a one-world government. We know that the one-world government will be led by none other than the Antchrist.
We have also discussed in previous messages how ecumenism has really picked up steam. As tolerance continues to become the world’s focus, while truth is forgotten, the growth of ecumenism/humanism will only continue to grow at a faster and faster pace. As we discussed previously, we are already seeing a dramatic increase in aspostate Christianity, with many leaders in the Christian churches preaching the message of tolerance and doctrines of men, rather than the laws of God.
Furthermore, in Iran, the nation’s top two leaders believe it is their divine responsibility to help cast the world into chaos in order to bring about the return of the 12th Imam. For all of the conflicting news reports, the truth is that Iran will in fact build/acquire nuclear weapons. Anyone who believes that the radical leaders of Iran will hesitate to use nuclear weapons for fear of reprisal is living in denial. Why do I say that? I say that, because the leaders of Iran believe that Allah has assigned them the mission of helping to throw the world into chaos in order to facilitate the return of the 12th Imam. Frankly, they would see a nuclear holocaust as a sure way to make that happen. By the way, if you study the Scriptures and compare them to the 12th Imam of Islam, you will notice that the 12th Imam is none other than the Antichrist. Check for yourself, and you will see that this is true. This is fitting given that Allah is none other than Satan by another name.
Only time will tell if indeed we are currently seeing the stage set for the emergence of the Antichrist in our lifetime. The only thing I can tell you for sure is that the only true future worth experiencing that any of us have is a future that is centered on having accepted Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior.
In regards to the building of the Third Temple, we all know that the Dome of the Rock is currently still sitting on the site where the Temple is to be built. With that said, we know that the foundation of the Third Temple has not yet been laid. However, we do know that preparation for the Third Temple is already underway. Marble cornerstones have already been acquired and prepared for the time when the day to lay the foundation for the Third Temple comes. Additionally, many of the furnishings for the Third Temple are already being constructed in accordance with the specifications laid out for the Temple in the bible. What is the significance of all of this? Well, it means that once the path is cleared for the Third Temple to be rebuilt, it will be accomplished in a very timely fashion since so much of the preparatory work will have already been completed.
Many believe that after God’s resounding victory for Israel in the upcoming Gog-Magog war, the path will be cleared for Israel to build the Third Temple on the Temple Mount. Again, only time will tell. What we do know is that the Third Temple will eventually be build on the Temple Mount where the Dome of the Rock currently stands.
I want to thank you for joining us for today’s message. I hope you will join us tomorrow as we wrap up this series on bible prophecy. It’s always a genuine and powerful blessing any time you are able to be with us:-)
If you often feel consumed/overwhelmed by the fears and uncertainties of this world, I would just like to let you know that you can be freed from being consumed/overwhelmed by those fears and uncertainties. When you accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, the chains of this world that hold you in bondage are suddenly broken. Instead of allowing yourself to be under the uncertainty and oppression of this world, choose to live in the loving assurrance of Jesus Christ while experiencing the true freedom that can only be found in Him. If you would like to accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, please join me in praying the following prayer:
“Lord God Almighty, I know that I am a sinner and that I am lost. I know that I need to be saved from sin, but I also know that I can’t save myself. Lord, I know that only You can save me. I know that you paid for my salvation with your own life and blood on the cross. I know that when You rose from the grave on the third day, you conquered death and provided everlasting life to all who trust in You. Right now, I lay down my life and let go of my pride, my vanity and every other sin that has kept me from You. From this moment on, Lord Jesus, I completely trust my life to You. I open my heart to You, Lord. Please come into my heart. Please forgive me of all of my sins, and please accept me as Your child. From this point on, I commit my life to You. Please guide me and provide me strength as I begin to live the rest of my life for You. In Your precious and matchless name I pray. Amen.”
Beloved, if you just genuinely and sinerely prayed that prayer then you are now born-again in Chirst Jesus. With your new spiritual birth comes a clean slate for you to start your new life in Christ with. The blood of Jesus Christ has washed away your sins of the past. In order to live obediently and faithfully for your Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, commit yourself to getting to know Him better. Study the word of God for a few minutes each day, and talk to Him frequently in prayer. He’s waiting to hear from you:-) Consider finding fellow believers that you can enjoy fellowship with, as well, as that will only help you in your spiritual growth. Welcome to the family, beloved!!! We’re so very happy to have you:-) The bible tells us that when even one person repents, the angels in heaven rejoice. You just started a party in heaven!!!
Again, I want to thank you all for being with us today. I hope you will be with us as we conclude this series on bible prophecy tomorrow.
Have a wonderful and blessed rest of the day!!! Share Jesus with others just as freely and compassionately as He has been shared with us by the Father:-) Remember, we were created to glorify God and His holy name. Anything that doesn’t accomplish that is not worth doing.
May the Lord bless you, keep you, guide you, and make His face to shine upon you and your loved ones always.
Just another pretty little house I came across in Prague, as a planner I love looking at houses, the design, scale, mass, the materials used, the colors, everything down to the interior design. Some day hopefully I might be able to build my very own wee house, but for the moment Im here with my parents. In Ireland the majority of people own their own home and everyone in rural areas own their own home with large gardens. The houses in Ireland are getting bigger and bigger all the time. The recession may however put a stop to this. Some people build very large houses destroying our beautiful countryside, they act as a status symbol just like having very large SUVs in the city. Practically this does not make sense and unfortunately many people do not differentiate between needs and desires. They should try and find a happy medium. Anyway thats my rant for today. Let me know if you have any nice photos of houses you like ….
Today was pretty average but also exciting! Shop wasn’t soo bad just installing and stuff and we practically had the whole afternoon off “Thanks Botte!” lol but after school I had my Traveling Rams meeting and learned all about how the trip is going to work and stuff and let me tell you.. I AM PUMPED!! Get to visit the largest aquarium or something like that which Is awesome because i love marine biology in all! =D
This T.V show here you might have guessed is called TRUE BLOOD, the show that hurts so good =) I love this show because of its intensity, theme, thrills, effects, and pretty much everything about it! It’s a vampire show basically but much better than Twilight! These vampires don’t sparkle they have fangs like normal vampires do!!! Among other things… You must watch it it is an amazing show and apparently book… Ask around!
The last time I wrote about Carol Hughes, it was to tell you that she was appearing on the 43rd annual Jerry Lewis marathon (more than 20 hours!) fundraiser for the muscular dystrophy association, MDA, held about a year ago in Las Vegas. Yours truly intended to stay up to watch it (I think she was scheduled for around midnight) but guess who fell asleep and missed it? Thanks to youtube, I was able to catch up with Mrs. Hughes again recently (remember how she’s now a good friend of mine?!) and subsequently found this video on youtube. You’re sure to recognize the one-line opener as she’s used it frequently, but after that it’s all new (to me) material. I think you’ll enjoy it (runs a little more than six minutes).
had microwave rice for a snack tonight. It tasted pretty damn good. But my stomach revolted a little.
So i was wondering, what the hell do they put in these products? The rice in the packets seemed to be half-cooked, judging from the squishness of it. The packet seemed to be air tight.
So how do they ensure that the rice doesn’t expire? Not that rice can expire, but off rice tastes off. Off off. And does annoying things to one’s digestive system. I would name the illnesses but…..
Is it preservatives? The extraordinary powers of airtight packeting? The miracles of modern technology where sensitive mini-bots hid inside the packet and send waves of cool air to ensure the rice is at the right temperature? Or is it that I am so awesome that the food never goes off?
So, after putting my thoughts into this little box where I type things, i still don’t know. Unfortunately, I only use wikipedia to read the summaries of films, mangas and animes. So, the question I put to you, dear reader, is what do you think makes this microwave rice not go off?
And now more food for thought. How does the production line work? Do they have some giant pot where they cook the rice and flavour it? Or is it a belt where it is steamed and flavouring sprinkled? ^^
When you talk about the movie Dirty Dancing or Ghost, the actor that comes to mind is Patrick Swayze. He was diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer in January 2008, which is one of the most deadliest cancers with one of the lowest survival rates. He died on September 14, 2009. Ever since his breakthrough performance in 1987 for Dirty Dancing he has been in a number of movies and TV shows. His last role was on The Beast which was aired in January of this year.
I’m not really a huge fan of Patrick Swayze but it was kind of a shocker to find out about his death, especially since The Beast is currently on TV. What struck me about him though, was that even with his illness he was still passionate about something that he enjoyed doing until the end. I’m less than half his age but I’m hoping that I would still be as passionate about ministry as I am today, hopefully even more passionate and on fire. I probably won’t be ministering to the youth when my hair turns white but I most definitely will still be passionate about the next generation.
I spent the weekend in Buffalo. Yes, Buffalo. Birthplace of the great Tim Russert. The place where Teddy Roosevelt took the Presidential oath. Home to the Goo Goo Dolls. Oh yeah… and right next door to Niagara Falls.
I’ll admit Buffalo isn’t a sexy destination (but isn’t Niagara Falls GORGEOUS???) and it’s no where near being mentioned in the Zagat’s guide of the world’s best getaway places. So why go? Because of Amy.
I’ll admit that I’ve tried in vain several times to dye my hair her color. Rather than me looking exotic and mysterious, I look washed out and sick. So I’m blond. Maybe. I’m due for a color change right now. Hmm…
I keep in contact with two people from high school. One, because he married one of my favorite college roommates, and the other because we just clicked in 1987 and kept on clicking. Jobs / careers, apartments, travels, relationships, life decisions, traumas… often times our lives mirrored each other and it was such a relief to have someone who really knew me and liked me anyway.
I saw Amy in June when I was moving to DC from LA. One night over far too much red meat and one of those blooming onions, Amy brought up the Buffalo trip. “Sure,” I said. “Sounds fabulous.” So the die was cast and on Thursday, we met in Buffalo.
I haven’t experienced chilly weather in almost 2 years. It was a little bit of a shock to the system so I bought a new jacket. Did I also mention that since my shoes got completely soaked while riding the Maid of the Midst at Niagra Falls? Well, they did so I bought new shoes.
We did other things besides shop: art/music festival, eat, shop, drive around, shop, laugh. I suppose we did a fair share of shopping. Amy is an EXCELLENT shopping companion!
Looks like our next trip will be to Cincinnati. I hear another groan and a sigh coming from the rafters. Just because there isn’t a beach in sight and it’s one of those states that is only important during national elections doesn’t mean there isn’t much fun to be had. Top destination? The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame!!!
I decided long ago that the destination isn’t important… it’s the people you take with you along the way.
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What is self esteem? Self Esteem reflects a person’s overall evaluation of appraisal of his or her own worth.
This article was birthed out of a discussion I had with someone. They approached me with a question that I did not see coming. The person asked: “Am I attractive?” This question was never asked to seal the individual’s convictions of his/her level of attractiveness. Instead it was asked because I think this individual was insecure about it.
What was intriguing about this situation was that the individual who asked the question personally, I thought they were crazy. Because they are attractive, not even average – above it. The person has attractive skin tone, quality hair, great features, and a wonderful personality to go with all of that. If you are looking someone to settle down with they would be on your list because they lead a balanced life and is incredibly smart. One can imagine my shock. After the conversation ended I thought deeply that there is a bigger issue here. Many times we hear of young girls and boys being insecure, more so girls. Many times as well the media, internet, advertising and magazines are blamed for glamorizing images that are not Main Street.
People who find that they are insecure about anything; it typically becomes a major issue hindering emotional growth among other things.
Improving your self worth is no easy feat especially when you have reached certain levels. However, I believe with certain steps, tips, guidelines whatever a therapist may call it, they can be helped.
Find things to love about yourself
This is critical because if we do not find something to love and adore within ourselves someone will point out one and it may not be all that good. As young people we are embedded in the latest gadgets, technology, and media that we forget the human side of our lives. We need to take time out from all those phones, televisions and internet to have personal time for ourselves. We may not see the importance but can we start looking in the mirror and loving what we see. Be in awe. The fact is, the celebrities who we think have a perfect life and who we look up to also find themselves being insecure about many things.
Surround yourself with positive thinking people.
I think this one is mostly underestimated because we think sometimes we can combat negative people. Newsflash, most times we can’t! If you surround yourself with people who watch their calories to the tee, always pointing out other people’s faults, always degrading others, finding imperfections on their body etc. you might want to change your circle of friends. Surround yourself with people who appreciate and celebrate their lives, people who in a moment will encourage you than fight or tear you down.
Challenge yourself
This will be a task. If you are like me, then you do not have a huge following of friends. J Nothing wrong with that, just treasure the ones you have today. I would tell you to challenge yourself. Test your abilities to find and appreciate things that you will begin to love about yourself. For example: if you hate your weight, get out there and do something about it. Do not try quick fixes; buying tighter fitting clothing to make you look smaller or liposuction. That will not work. Sign up for a gym or work out at home. Yes! Bring the gym home. You do not need a personal trainer. Be cost effective and find videos on Youtube that will challenge you to fight your weight.
Celebrate you!
To overcome your insecurities you must begin to celebrate what have kept you down. I am sure you have seen those public service advertisements on television that have expressed people living under $1 a day, or something to that effect. We have homes to live in, access to the internet, clean air to breathe, food to eat and all these things. To be burdened down with our insecurities are not worth our time. Get out there and celebrate your uniqueness and change what you can change naturally. We have one life to live and living it sad, insecure and bewildered is not an option.
Love your life today and live your best life now! Go!
She lies asleep upstairs, on a small platform, thoughtless and wordless for only a few short hours, trying to piece together a fragmented mind of exhaustion. He sleeps in his egg, no longer an egg but alive and kicking, and demanding of our worlds.
I sit quiet as possible thinking of nothing and everything. What an endless short time it’s been. I have only minutes now, before reality breaks down the door, dragging me back to responsibility, a life of food and cleanliness, hot and cold, full of love and suffering. Must save now, must save tonight for tomorrow, don’t want to lose this moment, and as much as I want to run, I find my feet are tied together by my sense of right and wrong. I have to see this through, but to what end? To what beginning?
My brother is off in distant lands, young and pure. My parents and all I know sleep through the summer night, tossing and turning in the heat and quite unaware of this world I inhabit. Memories flash past, what if, what if not and what now? The future extends before me like a shining highway through the desert… with few crossroads and even fewer roundabouts. I turn to my left and on the passenger seat I see a girl. She’s shining in the evening light, with the vast empty sky behind, her eyes looking always at me. And to my right a sleepless night, with the moon heavy in my eyes. I’ve stored it up you know, there was never a suitable outlet, never a way to expell the ghosts of my own personal history. Is this a challenge or an immovable wall, lined with the cracks of ages?
I wanted to be something beyond these few and fragile years. I guess I have achieved that finally, but it’s the strangest dream I ever had. Something ahead in the distance catches my eye, growing larger in the headlights. Why does everything in me end in a question? I prefer it out here in some ways, when a sentence begins with a question or exclamation. You know what is coming. Should I wake her? Should I let her in? It’s a terrifying thought, and one I can’t take lightly.
He lived up in the hills, he loved those hills, never traveling far in any sense we would understand. The inventions of the day would keep him peaceful through the night. Light and dark is all it seems to be, to me. The start of a hundred tales are contained within, each clamouring for attention. The story-teller cannot tell them all, life and focus are just too short.
