Skee ball and chocolate chip cookies!!!

so, today i came back to the realities that i have to go back to work soon. it was a dreaded day, a horrid thought.... and its been an entire week of mourning. i know some are thinking, you've had the last 10 weeks off, gimme a break.... but, you have to understand.... maybe i'm not cut to work.... maybe i'm suppose to bum around at the beach, walk to the farmer's market on fridays buying flowers for my place, drive down pch with my sun roof down and no destination in mind.... maybe i'm suppose to sit and people watch downtown at the sugar shack.... how about this"craaaazy" idea... maybe i'm suppose to be eating gelato (cherry vanilla, of course!) while pondering the thoughts of work! as you can tell, the idea of living my life by a loud noise (wake up, when school starts, when recess begins, when i can and can't use the bathroom, when i can eat, when work's over...) is not all that appealing right now. why does having to be "responsible" have to be so draining? i'd much rather be playing skee ball and eating chocolate chip cookies!!!

Amazing Grace... literally!

"...the application of salvation is God's gift. We look in vain for a rack upon which to hang our hat of conceit. He chose us before we chose him (election), came to us before we came to him (incarnation), made friends with us while we were hostile enemies (redemption). He even accepted us before we accepted him and made us alive while we were dead (calling). The Spirit's calling grace is the "straw that broke the camel's back." And that camel's name is Pride. (Horton's Putting amazing back into grace)

Now that put me back in my place!!!!

Crazy, Smelly Lady ?!?

Have you ever been stuck between a crazy lady and a smelly one? For the life of me, i couldn't decide which one was worst... the crazy or smelly. crazy, smelly, crazy, smelly, crazy, smelly..... either way.... BAD combination!

Throwing pistacios on the windshield!

don't you hate it when someone you know always wins or get the last good jellybean? you know, the guy who knows everything, everyone admires, respects, and is athletic and he always beats you at your own games (he even licks your food). you try your best to irritate him and get the last laugh, but some how he sneaks one in on you. you throw pistacios on his car and cut him off when you're driving.... yet he throws a hand full of half eaten nuts into your car and takes off .... THEN, he eats half of a piece of YOUR apple and leaves the other half on your plate when you get up to throw something away... he leaves it near the other "GOOD" apple pieces just because you know it will drive you crazy. i'm begging to think that people like this are there like gnats.... they irritate you, they fly in your face and food yet sometimes you just can't get rid of them. what do you do with people like that? any suggestions on how to love the unlovable? How do you get to be the last pistacio thrower?

Peru for the Winter?

so, i get back from ecuador to find out that our college retreat has a whole 6 peole going... not to mention they are ALL guys. i am the lucky girl who gets to entertain them... well, not really, the speaker's wife is coming so i get to entertain her. yes, the guys will ALL be single, but for me... not dateable. not that they are bad guys or ungodly or great ... just should i say... not my type. although, i am still questioning if there are guys out there that ARE my type. i am still waiting to hear from the guy who i think is my type... my email is down... go figure! either way, i am off again to the mountains to cook (for some reason they seem to think that's my gift... i think not!), entertain this lady (who i hope to God she is funny!), and learn about something in the midst of all of that. yes, i think God does work in mysterious ways and can teach me anything he choses, when he choses, and how he choses.... but does it have to be 3 days after i get back? i'll let you know what i learn and how a room of pure testostrone (misspelled?) can explode when estrogen is in power! guys like to eat and i'm cooking.... so who do you think is REALLY incharge? yes, SPAM is on the menu but in its purest form.... no rice. scary, i know! either way, i am happy.... clothes are washed, sheets are clean, bills are paid (on time and the bonus... i actually have money in my account!) and i got an offer to go to peru for 10 days in the winter with a guy.... well, let me clarify.... a non threatening guy.... i am so tempted to take the offer.... anyone else interested? i'm sure my SHORT friend may be interested.... i'm off to Big Bear!!!! whoo whoop!
that's ghetto for .... "i'm excited"! peace out!

Anti-Blogger on the Run!

i few weeks ago a friend of mine told me about this online journal thing called xenga. supposibly, its' how you can keep in touch with people without talking to them everyday. she said she writes about what she is doing and so forth.... basically, i thought... what boring things can i write about? who would read it? then i met this tall, yet SHORT girl and she told me about blogger.com. i got hooked because i wanted to respond to her randomness with my randomness. i also thought that blogger was much more anti-asian than xenga... since i found out that everyone and their mother who is asian writes on xenga. i figured that i wasn't the average"asian" or so i think. I thought i'd share with my short friend all the random thoughts i have and things i have learned.... one thing that i have learned is that "randomness" may be my unknown gift... it may not be a spiritual gift or a "fruit" from galatians, but i think randomness is worth something at least to someone. who can resist the laughter.... if you can even understand it! -- well, i thought i'd share some of the random thoughts i've had over the past few weeks and while i was driving through mid day traffic (Don't people work?):

1. Did you know that you can drive an old, beat down van that use to be automatic and has been converted to stick shift? And, don't worry, if for some unknown reason it doesn't start, all you have to do is push it 15 feet (the run and jump in technique) -- Not to mention, it can run on half gas and half propane AND you can change the propane tank when the car is still running? If you get the lucky ticket, you can even sit on the propane tank while we are driving... if Lalo lets you!

2. If 100 birds fly over you... one is bound to poop on you. It's guaranteed!

3. Don't let anyone hold your bag of rice crackers. He may just lick one and put it back in the bag and shake it. You'll hate him for life and put him on the B.A.D. List. To top that off, he won't even know what the B.A.D. list is because he's still jealous that he's not as funny as you are. Lesson: Touch only the ones you're going to eat!!!

4. Being on the "D" team is the best team to be on. If you're lucky, the team may let you try out, but it's hard to make it because randomness is a gift not everyone has. Besides, you have to love skee ball, cake walks, and naked people. Not necessarily in that order! Most girls desire to be on the "E" team and strive for that "quiet, gentle spirit"stuff... i've come to the conclusion its because they've never seeing the "D" team in action.... they only wish writing manifestos came so easy for them. Lesson: Love, MGMT

5. Elevators are for people who are weak sauce! you better watch out, you may get stuck... no cute firemen to rescue you in foreign countries. (Do they even have a fire department?). Lesson: Cute firemen only exist on t.v.

Randomness Rocks! Peace Out!

I love HOT showers and drinking from the TAP!!!

Did i ever tell you how much i LOVE Hot showers and tap water? Why do we buy Smart Water from Trader Joe's and brita filters? After coming back from Ecuador, you'd understand... Living 2 weeks by drinking bottled water out of fear of "getting something" which would prevent you from leaving the bathroom would cause you to LOVE the tap. If i never see a banana cake, fried banana, banana sopa, banana on a saturday.... i wouldn't EVEN care. I was so excited to see GRAPES with Sarah and NAKED OJ.... it was great! Living in the US you don't have to wear DEET either... Did i ever say Praise God for that? The mixture of DEET and sweat is enough to kill a man, if the malaria doesn't get to you first. Either way, Ecuador was good, the people were saved, God was praised, and I made it home alive!!!! what else could I ask for!!!!