Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Instead of a Show

I hate all your show and pretense
the hypocrisy of your praise
the hypocrisy of your festivals
I hate all your show

Away with your noisy worship
Away with your noisy hymns
I stop up my ears when your 
singing ‘em
I hate all your show

Instead let there be a flood
of justice
An endless procession of righteous
living, living
Instead let there be a flood 
of justice
Instead of a show

your eyes are closed when you’re praying
you sing right along with the band
you shine up your shoes for services
but there’s blood on your hands

you turned your back on the homeless
and the ones that don’t fit in your plans
quit playing religion games
there’s blood on your hands

Ah! let’s argue this out
if your sins are blood red
let’s argue this out
you’ll be white as the clouds
let’s argue this out
quit fooling around

give love to the ones who can’t love at all
give hope to the ones who got no hope at all
stand up for the ones who can’t stand up at all
instead of a show
I hate all your show


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Narrow Stairs

I just found out that CSOs have priority registration! Meaning, my class registration day is on day 1 of registration! WOOHOO!! I don't know why we got it, but I'm not going to complain. I'll finally take all the classes that I want to take. Goodbye to wait-listing forever.

I'm seeing Jon Foreman tonight. Bye!

*useless post*

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Tell Her About It

I bought a betta fish today. His name is Sigmund Freud. You can call him Siggy. It's like how science nerds and geniuses name their pets after famous scientists, such as Newton or Einstein. Freud is my source of inspiration for my studies. Yeah, I know, Freud is wack and I don't exactly think most of his theories are valid or sound. But Freud is more recognizable and sounds better than James (after William James) or Jung. 

Tonight, I had a BBQ with the homies. Homies = suitemates from last year. It was a lot of fun. I made some bomb potatoes with rosemary, salt, garlic powder, parmesan cheese, and pepper, drizzled with olive oil. The steaks Adrian made were pretty awesome as well. 

Have you ever felt that life is just passing you by and you barely have time to breath?

Am I joking? I'm sure everyone feels that.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Enjoy the Silence

I decided, it's not fair to judge anything before you have tried it or before you have thoroughly researched and educated yourself about it. Such a simple, obvious lesson, but it took a while for me. So here are two examples of how I've been trying to practice my new philosophy:

I talked trash about Twilight. Edward Cullen? Vampires? A whole book filled with glorified adjectives about the impossible attractiveness of a vampire? No thank you. Not to mention a horrid movie was also released. I was genuinely appalled by the whole Twilight craze, especially the throng of girls who are ready to sell their hearts for the sexy fictional pale-skinned, auburn hair, beautiful, perfect straight nose, piercing ice cold brown eyes, *insert more adjectives* Edward Cullen. 

But alas, I have judged this entire franchise without giving it a chance. The craze may be a bit much, but who knows? Maybe the book may offer intrigue and end up being an excellent read. So I picked up Twilight for 4 bucks off and I've started reading it as a bathroom read. I'll let you guys know how I like it.

Secondly, Tristina challenged me about sorority girls. She asked me why I hate sororities so much. And I gave some typical answers like, "Bleh, there's just no purpose! All they do is drink and pay money to have friends!" And then she asked me how I know that. And I say, "Just look at Facebook and it's just obvious through pictures. And I have some friends in sororities too, it's just dumb". Furthermore, she pushed my buttons by saying "But how do you know all of them are like that, what about the ones who don't drink? What about sorority girls who are in it for connections and for valid reasons?" To that, I just say "Bah humbug". I admit that I do judge them, although I am honestly not really tight or close with any one of them to know them that well. 

But today, I talked to a sorority girl and asked her all types of questions about her sorority. After somewhat of an educational conversation, I concluded this:

Sororities still have no point; all you do is dress up and attend events, which usually involves drinking. "You pay to have a social life (1200 a year). You don't really make friends unless you really make the effort anyway". Direct quote from the girl.

Well, done deal. I still don't like sororities.

Thursday, April 9, 2009


Random thoughts of the day:

1. I don't write in my blog enough.
2. I want to watch Tae Guk Gi and feel the BROTHERHOOD.
3. I don't want to work tomorrow =(.
4. I STILL haven't cleaned my room. It's been 3 weeks now.
5. It feels good to actually get work done. EARLY. and AHEAD OF TIME.
6. My classes are interesting!

I feel like I need to prioritize and get my life back into shape.

See, I hate typing that. Because I feel like I've regurgitated that same exact statement hundreds of times throughout my life. I sound like a broken record. I have never at one point felt that my life was completely in my control. I guess it goes to say that it probably never will be. My life will always be unpredictable and exciting. Not because exciting things happen to me, but because the unexpected always seems to pop up when I'm not paying attention. 

I bought Trader Darwin's COMPLETE EFA (flaxseed, borage seed & fish oils) all in one dietary supplement because I want to take care of my brain. Does anyone think all these supplements and crazes about miracle foods are all a fluke? I'm willing to take my chances and take these supplements if it means my brain will live for a long, long time. One of the things I fear most is the deterioration of my memory and cognitive functions. Of course, if my brain does go kapoot, I probably wouldn't be all that aware of the dearth of my condition and it wouldn't matter to me. But, the thought makes me shudder still. My brain is what I have to continue to live life vicariously and be conscious of my heart (not just the beating organ, but everything I love and care about).