Mike's random story.

Ok, i did not write this, i'm not instantly genius enough for that. But Mike wrote it about me. :D

You're not the evil doer... yet... later on in the series you switch to the dark side, then get put at the mercy of some random superhero who gives you the choice of eating chalk for time and all eternity, or to rejoin the side of good, a.k.a. side of flaming random pork 'n' beans with a pinch of salt club. You tell the random hero that you'll change back, then while his back is turned, you decide that nah... you're not ready to go back yet... so you kill him by stabbing a block of cheese through his arm, which just happened to be his and several other random superheroes weakness, all of whom attempted to change you back to the good side, but fell for the same stupid trick, and by then, even if you wanted to change back, it had become a force of habit to stab them with a block of cheese after asking you to change and then turning their back. Apparently the rest of the random superhero league didn't know how you had been taking out their heroes, so they just kept coming in with the same tactics, gettin' cheese block'd every time, and losin' heroes like rednecks at an opera. Eventually a not-so-random superhero came in and played out the same scenario, except he wasn't weak against cheese, so when you poked him with the blunt object he just turned around and you said "Sorry, force of habit." Then it dawned on him how his comrades had fallen, and both of you realised how stupid they were and had a good laugh about it. Thats about the end of that mini-saga... you never have any more evil tendencies... although you have been known to accidentally cheese some comrades during battle... whether you accidentally fired in the wrong direction or if you intentionally did it they never knew... but they didn't want to question you for fear of angering you and makin' you go bad again... Anywho, its a great story, you ought to read it some time...

violent prophets

hum...so i kinda want to start a like "deep" conversation here, but i don't know how at the moment.
ok here's some little info i read today in 1 Kings. It's the only thing I'm reading/learning about thats a little more general.
the prophets were kinda...mean,to put it nicely, during that time period. So Elija comes along and proves that all the Baal prophets either don't know what they're talking, or do know and are just lieing to all the people. so after he proves that with God's fire, he slaughters all of them!! that's like 50 people!! was reform impossible? A long while after that Elisha is now the prophet. Elijah just died. Some kids come around and make fun of his shiny head so he sicks a couple bears on them! Here's my reaction while reading "that's not very nice"
So i'm just wondering...why were the prophets so seemingly violent? I mean Hinckley may prove that the pope is wrong in something but he doesn't have him killed for it.
I don't get it.

so i'm wearing my boy scouts shirt today. i love this shirt. it's a great conversation starter. so it was raining cats and dogs outside, literally, they weren't so happy to be falling from the sky either, but now it's just spittin i think. which is good cause eventually i would like to leave this wonderful "great comupter bunker". as much as i love the HUGE screen on these comps my head hurts and i want something to drink. which is a fairly random thought. this whole blog is pretty random. which reminds me:
FLAMING HOMOSEXUAL CARTOON CHARACTERS!! that's a little side note from mike.
so i sent my mum her birthday present today. she now has to make it so i can wrap it when i get home. the funny part is this is exactly what she wanted. i guess she was bored without me around :)
well, off to one of my loves, sife or stats.
oh yea, i have a lucky penny!

Gratitude.

I'm grateful for:

music, emails, smell of rain, cell phones, Presidents, schedules, computers, stats, professors, to do lists, flash drives, excedrin, backrubs, theatre make-up, old shirts, PJ's, hoodies, people watching, friends, good feelings, understandings, meetings, love...

i could keep going with the list but i really should get back to my tutoring room. :)

what are you grateful for today?

Favorite Things...

being called at night for no reason at all.

ok, that was odd.

So last night I went over to a friend's house to help babysit. He lives in their garage and he wanted to be nice so he let them go out for a walk while he watched their 5 kids. The youngest is just starting to eat solid food, like yogurt. and the oldest turned 8 not to long ago. My friend called and in the background the baby is crying. so i said i'd head over. It was so much fun!! their kids are the cutest little devils. hehehe...
anywho, i got the baby to fall asleep fairly easily and he stayed asleep most of the time, while the others watched bob the builder. interesting show.
The funniest part of the night was when the parents came home though. I was holding and rocking the baby in clear view of front door, so that's the first thing they see right. this wouldn't be so funny except that the husband is my stats teacher. :)
it's always interesting to see people fulfilling different roles than you're used to. :)

"You have a warped idea of fun"

That's a comment from Carcar concerning the beloved superhero whose blog you're reading. This comment was made after i pronounced that Stats was gonna be fun. yes, i'm excited for this incredibly hard class. I like challenges, especially in academics. I see this as my chance to prove myself as a real scientist (well gonna be scientist) not just some chick that happens to be in a science program in college. this is the weeding out class for psyc majors. they're trying to scare us into being social workers. I want to do research and fun stuffs like that. yes i like to help people but i'd rather experiment to help more people.

oh yes, if y'all didn't know i am the executive seceratary of SIFE, Students in Free Enterprise. Besides being the best team any campus can have, it is the most self-fulling. :) We're totally looking for volunteers to do some grunt work etc. so if you have free time just tell me. i can fill it easy!

i think i'm a lepor...

so i will soon be shipped to an abandoned island to live out my sad existance as a lepor. ok not really i'm just shedding from my burn, very annoying but I'll survive.
I wonder what it would be to be told you are no longer good enough for society...how would your family react? would you cry or be angry at the world? would you rebel and run away to a different society hoping they will take you in or would you accept your fate? how if your fate was to be sacrificed to a monster that lived in a labyrinth in a completely different land?