Funny People

I think I have the funniest Chemistry professor, it's not the kind of funny where they make jokes, but just the things they do is sooo funny. Ok, this guy has a really heavy (french???) accent. So, he puts all the emphasis on his words in all the wrong places, it's really funny. We sit sometimes and can't understand a word he says. Then, he has a name for his calculator, and he always looses it, so he says "where did roger go?" (meaning his calculator). And, everytime he presses enter he says the word "schleck", oh, it's too funny.

The funniest thing came a few weeks ago, he was going to make up an example for us, so he says: "I'm going to fake up an example for you guys". Me and Melissa sat there and laughed, becuase when he said it, with the accent, it didn't sound like "fake", but I think you can figure out what it sounded like.

Oh, he's too funny.

Hmmm, I had a great day!!! I think I'm going to see if Lori wants to go to McDonalds for supper with me, I'm really hungry for fries!!!

So funny

So, funny story, I was walking home from the bus stop today, and it was my long day, so I was really out of it. I'm walking, and this big black dude was passing me on the path, and all of a sudden I hear "Hey" in this really low voice, and he had said hi to me. Anyway, I was really surprised, and I just kept walking and couldn't get out a hi, I was so surprised. Then, not even a minute later, I'm still walking on the path, and this other dude (a big white one this time) walks past me and says "Howdy" with an accent and everything!! This time I managed to get out a hi. I don't know it must have been say hi to Kendra day. I was actually kinda scared, so I walked home really fast after that. Who does that anyway? (says hi to random people). I don't even look at people I don't know (I know, I'm really anti-social). Meh, so that was my funny scary experience for today. Ok, maybe it's not that scary, but it freaked me out!!

It's Time.

It's time to be happy. I'm tired of being frustrated with my life, and yes there is still things that I need to work on, but I'm ready to be happy, and finished worrying about stupid things. Not that I wasn't happy before (don't be concerned, I'm not depressed), but I don't know, this is just a different kind of happiness. Maybe happy isn't the right word, content? I don't know, but either way, no matter what I say, I'm tired of feeling the way I do, and I'm done with that. It's time to be happy. Things will still happen, and I'll struggle with things, but I want to look at the good things, remember what's good and true. I'm going to be happy, that's my choice, no more self-pitty.

Piles of Junk.

I should be sleeping, it's my nap time, and I know I need it, I can't live off of 4 hours of sleep. But, I just read Jenny's blog, and it got me thinking, so Jenny, this one's for you, you inspired it.

My room is so messy. It disgusts me. It hasn't been this bad ever. I have no idea how it got this bad. Well, I guess I do, I'm tired and busy and cleaning my room isn't at the top of the list of things to do. My room isn't usually that clean, but it has some organization: a pile of books there, a pile of dirty clothes there, papers I need to sort through in one corner, ok, you get the idea. Anyway, my room is so bad, that the piles have merged into mega-piles. Books and clothes are all in the same pile. I have to practically jump over a pile to get to my closet! (by the way, Jenny, this wasn't inspired by your messy room, hold on, I'm getting to the point). Jenny, be proud that you can see the ways that your life has been changing, I know it's maybe tough, but at least something's going on.

My life feels like my room right now. I see piles of things that need to be dealt with, some just minor things, some a little more time consuming. I see things that need changing and I'm aware of them, but in some ways I'd just rather be oblivious. I see the list of things growing longer, and longer, but I'm just too tired to be able to work on it. I know that I'll be relieved once things are cleaned up again, it's spring cleaning time. But just the thought of the task is a little intimidating, where do I start? But actually I know the answer, I know where to start, you start with the little things, like clothes, I'm going to have to do laundry today, because I ran out of clean clothes, there is nothing left. It's not a hard job, it just takes some time and planning.

I guess for right now I'll just be happy with the little things, and hope that I'll continue being oblivious to the things I don't see right now. I know, that's probably not good, but I don't want to have to think of them right now, when the time is right, I'll see them, but for now, I'll just work on this. I love reading your blog Jenny, thanks for inspiring me (even if it really doesn't make any sense to anyone but me)!

Ok, now that's out, it's back to my nap.

Title? I Can't Think of One.

Well, it's been a while since I've written anything, so, here goes....

I had an interesting weekend. I sang in church with Julia, Lori and Marcia. It was fun, but I was super scared, I had never sang with my own microphone (and I know that it doesn't seem like such a big deal, but I was really scared), and I had never sang infront of so many people with such a small group. But it went well (my voice broke once, but Marcia said that she didn't hear it, so it can't have been too bad). I love church. I love being in that building, I love seeing the people ;) (kidding). Anyway, I really do love church, I love how I feel at home there. And I love listening and learning (sometimes it's hard, oh distractions!). Anyway, I think that's a beautiful thing. Many people never feel comfortable in church, or that they don't enjoy going, and only do it because they are forced to. I love it that I go because I want to go.

hmmmm, I ran out of thoughts, or maybe there's just too many and none of them are capable of being focused enough to be written down. I've taken too long writing this down, I need to be studying.

Just a side note (as Jenet would say), don't rub your eyes, it'll give you wrinkles.

Reminders From The Most Unexpected Places

I heard one of the best quotes today (at least one of the best quotes that I've heard in a really long time). Lori and I were watching TV, and the girl on the show says this:

"Why do we let the one thing that we don't have ruin the things we do have?"

It's so true. I can think of all the blessings in my life, friends, family, education, freedom of speech, a place to live, a church to go to, the freedom to believe in God, food to eat, and the list just goes on, there's not enough room on this blog to write them all down. Canada is one of the best places to live. It's easy to forget all of that. Yet, we do. If we don't have one thing that we want, we think that we have a horrible life. What is our problem (or at least mine)? My life is so good, so full, so blessed. Yet no matter what, I can still make myself feel bad because of one thing that I don't have. What is my problem? Why are people so selfish? People on the other side of the world only dream of chances to do even half of the things that I take for granted. Why do we always need more, why can't we ever be happy?

But, I guess that's what it means to be human. And I guess that's part of being a Christian, putting away the desires that we have to focus on worshiping God, and being thankful for what we do have. It's about forgetting about what I want, and thinking about others, and what they need that I can give them. It's about putting aside our selfish wants and focusing on something much, much more important.

Sorry to sound like I'm preaching, but I'm only preaching at myself. I needed a reminder of the purpose for my life, because I definitely had forgotten it. Ouch, these things always hurt.