I haven't blogged in a long time, it seems. I think that I might have bloggers block. But then I was thinking about it and it's not that I have bloggers block but that nothing interesting has been happening in my life. When I write in here I try to write about some of the more interesting things in my life. So this entry is just a ramble ramble of my life and I hope that it is not too boring.

My roommate got a boyfriend. The both of us have lived here the same length of time, a year and maybe a couple of months. We met and became roommates at that time. We started school and there was a guy who goes to school with us about a year ago I told her that I thought this guy liked her. I kinda teased her about it so she started to tease me about some guy who also went to our school who looks like Jesus. She said that she thought he liked me. Anyways a year later her and the guy that I predicted liked her are now going out and persueing a relationship. I hope that her prediction does not come true for me. Ew gross.

I have been gaining weight. SUCKS! The children in my apartment always want me to cook so I cook. So I eat. So I love eating. I think that I just need to stay away from the carbs. *needs to put away the crackers that she is eating now.*

I have realized that I have a thing for Filipinos. I think they are so cute. My good friend,Antonio, who lives downstairs from me helped me to realize this fact (he is not Filipino) He has a few Filipino friends and always asks if I want him to hook me up with them. I tell him no because I want to be persued not hooked up with. Ok maybe I am picky but still. Well I went to a Bible study that one of his friends leads. Well I think that he is cute. (now I don't think that that is enough reason to go out with someone) Anyways this guy left a really good first impression on me. He seemed to be genuinely concerned for the people at his group. Whenever he introduces someone he tells their name and something good about them. There were some other things that stood out about him but I don't know how to explain it. One draw back. He seemed to like this one chick. But I don't know for sure. Hopefully not.

My sister might come out to visit me after Christmas. I keep on telling her to get her plane ticket to be sure. It will be so fun if she can. I miss my family. But not too much.

The police came in with guns drawn and raided my dads house, three times. Not his fault but his friends and I guess that is why you don't do business with shady people.

The boy who I cook for asked my mom if he could marry me. He was pressured to do it from my other friend. Weird boys! Sorry dude. Not interested. (he is not Filipino.) (really I am not that shallow)

Yesterday I got to talk to Antonio's other Filipino friend who works at the same company as me. Normally we don't get a chance to talk but this time he stopped and talked to me and I had to tell him I had to go. (My boss what calling me) Anyways he might come to my concert this weekend or next. Don't know. We will see if he fallows through with this one.

Well I don't know what else there is about my life to say. I guess I am all done rambling now. Hope this was not too borring for you all. 

Yesterday I was allowed to sleep for 6 and a half hours. I had set my alarm for 10:30am. At 10am one of the girls next door went running and was back at the time and had left her keys in her apartment. So she needed someone to let her in the building. The only two other people in the building was me and my good friend Antonio who was also asleep downstairs.

The girl starts yelling up at us to let her in. Being rudly awoken on a day that I actually get to sleep is on my most hated list. I turn over and ignore her. She keeps it up and I get more and more annoyed. Then I hear Antonio yelling out, "Who is it? What do you want?" I guess he let her in. And for some reason she was talking really loud as she was walking up the stairs.

I couldn't take it anymore. (One too many times she has talked too loud outside my window) So I yelled from my bed, "SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP ALREADY! JUST SHUT UP!"  I guess she heard me and I had asked Antonio later if they heard me and he told me that she just blew me off.

Then the mean part of me just wanted to go and stand outside her window when I get back from work at 4am and sind the song that doesn't end. I just can't take it anymore. She knows that I work in the night.

One morning I was awoken by her sing happy birthday on the top of her lungs to some little 3 year old kid on her cell phone right outside my window. I thought gosh he is three not deaf. Why can't she talk on thephone in her own house? Why does she have to talk right outside my window?

It is time for me to renew my car insurance. I got a letter in the mail from Geiko telling me that I can save 15% on my car insurance. Last year I did some reserch and found the company I am with now. So I thought if I can get 15% off I would be saving about $60 every six months. Sounds good to me.

So I call and the guy and I have a fun time getting my quote. We did alot of laughing and joking but then the time to find out how much I would have to pay he told me that I would be paying $40 more every six months. I had to tell him no. I can't afford to be paying more.

Then the guy started to beg me to join. He said that they had better benefits. I asked, "Like what?" All he could say was that they had good conversations and fun on the phone and that they were nation wide. That was not a good enough reason for me. I have good conversations with my friends for free!

Then the guy told me that normally he has fun at his job and normally he is smiling. But that I was putting a frown on his face! What's this?! A guilt trip? I'm sorry you can't make me feel guilty enough to spen an extra $40. They should put that on their commercials. "If you don't sign up with us we will make you feel guilty!"

There is a man deep in a village in a jungle who makes idols. All the people in this village bought idols from him. It was his job.

After most everyone bought an idol he started to think of himself as really popular. Then he was thinking... if he is making idols for all these people to worship then who will he worship? Then he decided, he would worship himself.

Then as he was constructing&nbs p;an idol he watched his hands and thought maybe he sould not worship himself but his hands since they were making the idols. That is what he will do he will worship his hands.

And again he was making another idol and thought about how he was creating them and thought that there had to be a god that created his hands, just like he was creating the idols. And he did for a long time. He worshiped the god that created his hands.

At the same time all this was happening there was an engineer who lived on the other side of the world in America who really wanted to be a missionary. He was preparing to go and he did. 

This engineer went to a village deep in the jungle with an interpreter. They gathered the whole tribe/village together and the first thing this engineer said was, "I am here to tell you about the God that created your hands."

How do YOU know that God exists.  

I was in my Hebrew language class today and one of the words was translated: between the waters.

I had to stop the teacher and ask what that meant. What the heck? Between the waters? What could that mean?

• An island is between the water


• a whole continent for that matter


• When Moses parted the red sea and they walked between the waters?


• A tea bag could be between the water.


• swimming. I am between the waters then right?

What else could that mean? OK I am so weird talking about this! I am done now!

My three roommates and I got dressed up and went to go and eat at the Cheesecake Factory. They have really good food but it is expencive. But we thought we would treat ourselves.

We go in my little car and we get falet parking. We go in and eat and have a great time and come back out to have a good laugh at the guy who is TRYING to drive my car. My first gear is in a weir place so the guy was trying to go from a stop in third gear.

Then we were driving down the road and came to a stop sign; I was going to call in to work to find out when I had be there. My window was down and I was messing around with my phone when I hear a guys voice outside my window. I look over and it is some guy in the backseat of the car next to me. He is saying something about being cute. I thought maybe he was talking to me and hope that he wasn't. I did not want to deal with this again. Then he says something about GTI and I felt relief because I realized that he was talking about my car. Then I look over again and he asks if I knew where there was any parties and I just shrug my shoulders and go back to my phone.

Then I look over again and the front window is rolling down and there was a girl there and she looks past me at my roommate next to me and says, "Now YOUR cute." OK hmmm....

Then the guy in the backseat says, "I"M cute. And big." I didn't really catch the second part because I was playing with my cell phone again. Then then girl said "yeah he is big. Actually he is small." Now because I wasn't paying attention I thought they were still talking about my car. I thought, "Of course my car is small." Then they guy was like, "No I'm big."

My roommate next to me leans over and says, "We're Bible college students." I roll my eyes because I don't think that we need to scare people away with that little bit of information. Then the guy says, "I"M BIG! I"M BIG!" Then the girl turns around and says, "Bible! Bible!" The light turns green and we both drive off.

I tease my roommate about the girl hitting on her and we all laugh. Then they were talking about the guy beeing big and a lightbulb apears over my head and I say, "OH is THAT what he was talking about?" 

I was taking a nap on the couch when I was awoken by peircing screams from two of my roommates. I woke up and said, "Why are you screaming?" They tell me it's because there is a bird in their room. I think it must be the bird that was making himself at home in my kitchen. (Read my entry on 8.13.04)

I told my roommates that having a bird in their room was nothing to scream about. "But it's on my pillow!" one of them said with a slight whine in her voice. I told them that was not a big deal either because they can just wash it.

So I went in there and one of the girls has a house slipper in her hands. I told her that swatting at it would not help it to get out. So I told them to go into my room because if it came by them I didn't want them to scream and it go back in the far corner again. One of them was going to go and wait outside I didn't think that was smart because that was where we wanted to bird to go.

So I get the bird to get out of their room but then I think that it must have seen the sunlight from the bathroom window and flew in there. It tried to sit on the screen but it was straight up and down so it slipped and fell right into the toilet. I went to go and get my camera and took a picture. (I don't know how to download pics onto the internet otherwise I would share it with you) Then my roommate that shares a room with me comes into the bathroom and sees the bird floating in there and laughs. She picks him up and takes him through the back porch and puts him outside.

Right now our wild bird is drying off and recovering from his heart attack. I hope he learned his lesson and does not come back inside anymore.   

I decided to make another list. This time it is a list of things I hate, or strongly dislike. I have no idea how long this will be. But here goes.

1. Waking up in the morning.


2. Being rudely woken up in the morning by loud neighboors (standing right outside my window) who are screaming the happy birthday song to a three year old on the phone. (Gosh the kid is three not deaf!)


3. Knowing that everyone is invited to an event except you.


4. Being misunderstood.


5. Eating chicken with the skin and bones still attached.


6. White chocolate


7. Spam


8. Canned peas


9. When people think I can't do something because I am a girl.


10. Supposed friend who uses you to steals your boyfriend.


11. When someone runs the can opener under water to clean it an then the can opener rusts and is unuseable.  


12. People touching my stomach.


13. You are at a meeting and tell the person conducting the meeting that you have to meet someone at a certain time and that you have to go early. It is time to go and they don't allow you to go and there is no reason for you to be there in the first place.


14. Being late


15. Extreemly hot weather


16. being sick


17. throwing up


18. Streotypes


19. racism


20. abortion (people lose family members that way, I should've had a big brother)


21. Having no food when you are hungry.


22. fair weatherd friends


23. Someone breaks your stuff and doesn't care.


24. when tblog does not work


25. being naked.

So what do you hate?

Just got out of class and one thing we talked about was free will vs. predestination. Do we have free will? Or is our lives planned out for us already?

Some people believe in destiny. That everything that happens happens on purpose. That we think that we make our own choices but really we aren't that they were already made for us. I personally don't agree with this train of thought.

I have always believed that I make my own choices. I don't know why I believe this. I don't have anything to back beliefs up - yet. I will do some studying and give reasons why I believe this way.

Then we talked about free will. I mentioned that Adam and Eve in the garden was told my God that they could eat from any tree but one. He, God, gave them a choice. They could eat from it or they could not. I thought that that was saying that we had our own choices. Free will.

Then my teacher asked how do you know if a choice is free? I had never thought about that before. How do you know if a choice is free? My teacher said that one way to think about it is consequences. Are their consequences for our choices? Like the example that I used before, Adam and Eve, they chose to eat from the forbidden tree and got kicked out of the garden. It seems that there was a consequence for their choice. If a choice was not free and we had no choice but to do whatever then why would their be consequences? I thought that was interesting.

So what do you think? Do you believe in free will or predestination?

I am a 23 year old girl who frequently forgets she is 23 and thinks that she is 19. I feel like I am 19. Then things like today happens that makes me feel really old.

I clean for this lady and she pays me pretty good. I go over there every couple weeks for a few hours. Well today I went to clean and she had me pack up some stuff for her to donate to my school. But because I live in the dorm like house I got to take the stuff to my house.

So there was dishes, which I am giving the new guys next door because they don't have any and need some and I already have plenty. But what I got to take home was some canned goods and some mixing bowls and glass measuring cups and some tupperware.

I was so excited about the tupperware! Especially about this one yellow rectangle one. When I was young my mom had one and she put the brown surgar in it. I have been wanting one for such a long time. And I have been wanting a glass measuring cup too. Both things I got today. I was overjoyed!

I packed all the stuff up in boxes and put them in my car. Finished cleaning collected my money and drove home. On the way home I was thinking how excited I was then I stopped. "Oh my gosh! I must be getting old to be so excited about tupperware!"

That gave me a reality check and I realized that I was not 19 anymore. That I was growing up. I mean gosh I cook for 7 or 8 people every night and teach them how to heat up their food in the microwave. Sometimes they say that I am their new mom! What the heck! I have no idea what is going on here.   

Growing up sucks!

I hate the place I am in right now. It is really sad that the only thing in my life that I enjoy is school. That is really sad. (Ok that was not entirely true. I do enjoy my band right now too.)

I volunteer at this place for high schoolers. I used to love it. But now the people who run it give me lectures about being more involved and then when there is a camp they invite all the leaders except for me. They said that there was not enough room for me. That I did not sign up in time. Then come to find out the half the leaders signed up at the same time that I talked to them about it. Then my roommate who went to the camp said that there was three extra beds in their room alone.

I just don't get it. I hate it so much. I wish that I could leave! But then I think about all the kids and what they would think and feel if I was to leave. That thought breaks my heart. I want to cry when I think about leaving them.

Why do hard things have to happen to us. Why do we have to make tough decisions about things that are close to your heart. Like this decisions. I have to decide whether I want to leave to ease the distress that is being caused by the leaders of this thing and if I do then I would have to deal with the emotional part of leaving the kids. The kids might even think that it had to do with them. Oh God! Help me! 

I know so many people who have myspace accounts. I went there because my band has one link and I had the worst time trying to find it. I tried to do it like they said but then it said that there wasn't that site. So I did a search for the guitar players profile and it said that there was over 400 profiles with his name. His was 394. That took forever!

Then I did a search with my bands name and there was a whole bunch. I finally found it. There is supposed to be one of our songs playing on there. I don't know because my computer does not have speakers. So...go look and tell me what you think. 

Ok here is my very first list ever. I have read a few blogs where they have made lists, like- Chicalookate's blog and islandArtist's blog. Also my sister loves to make lists and I thought I would give it a try.

This list is a list of wierd facts about me.

1. I love to eat frozen corn and frozen peas.
   
2. I cannot sleep on my back. (only my side or stomach)
   
3. My new favorite tv show is Sex and the City
   
4. I play the bass guitar.
   
5. My car is blue except for the hood and passenger side fender ( which is red)
   
6. I like to eat dry oatmeal.
   
7. Most of my wardrobe is blue jeans and black t-shirts.
   
8. The only shoes I enjoy wearing are Chuck Taylor Converse All-stars.
   
9. I have never had sex in my 23 years of life.
   
10. I don't regret #9
    
11. I am in a melodic rock/indie rock band called Harrison.
    
12. I am the only girl in my band.
    
13. I used to never take my socks off.
    
14. I now take my socks off any oppertunity I get.
    
15. I live in Hawaii and never go to the beach.
    
16. I am lazy hence #16
    
17. I have 3 roommates.
    
18. I love to travel.
    
19. I love to eat.
    
20. I got my nickname Chrisflea because I am a bass player so my friend started to call me that because the bass player in the band Red Hot Chilli Peppers name is Flea.
    
21. I am not anywhere near the calaber of Flea.
    
22. I hate being naked. (maybe the reason for #9)
    
23. My sister (20)wants to be a visual anthropologist when she grows up.
    
24. My brother (17) is a stand-up comedian.
    
25. My other brother (15) has girls falling all over him.
    
26. I want to be a pirate when I grow up.
    
27. I never want to grow up.
    
28. I dislike eating chicken on the bone.
    
29. I dislike dark and white chocolate.
    
30. My favorite movies are Wayne's World 1&2, Kill Bill 1&2, Havana nights Dirty Dancing 2, Napoleon Dynamite, When Harry met Sally, Amelie.
    
31. I love the changing seasons.
    
32. I miss the changing seasons.
    
33. I feed the boys downstairs.
    
34. I work with airplanes.
    
35. I go to Bible college.
    
36. My mom wants her tombstone to read "This woman never purchased Spam"
    
37. My mom wants Santana to play at her funeral.
    
38. My favorite color is blue (deep blue like the deep blue ocean)
    
39. I have been told that I have a morbid sence of humor.
    
40. I love dressing up as a vampire.
    
41. I am the queen of procrastination.
    
42. I never read the last page of a book before I read the other pages.
    
43. I love surprises.
    
44. I don't believe in love at first sight.
    
45. I don't believe in "the one".
    
46. I may never get married.
    
47. Eells scare me (even cartoon ones)
    
48. I love sleep.
    
49. I am sleep deprived.
    
50. This list is not as weird as I had hoped.

I had a class yesterday and we talked about truth. The teacher asked us what is truth. Does truth exist?

I found this to be a very hard question to answer. What is truth? Is there an absolute truth?

There are so many times when people disagree on things. Does this mean that both parties are correct or is one right and one wrong? If I believe one thing to be true and someone else disagrees, can we both be right?

This brings me to the question - does truth exist?

In my class, it is in a Christian college, we had to discuss with the person next to us what we thought truth was. Then we had to tell what we came up with. People in the class kept on saying stuff like, "Oh truth is God's word." and stuff like that. I did not agree with these kinds of answers. I felt like people were trying to be too spiritual (Ok we are in Bible college, but still!) I finally raised my hand and said, "I think that truth goes beyond religion."

There has to be an ultimate truth. Something to base everything on. There has to be some kind of foundation. Everyone has a concience, they somehow know that it is wrong to steal, to murder, to lie, to do whatever. If there was no truth then why would we have a concience?

Ok people let me know what you think. What is truth? Does it exist? Is it the same for all people?      

I awoke this morning and am laying in bed and I hear outside my window a voice singing. This voice sounded like a friend of mine. Now it didn't sound like it was just outside my window but like in the neighborhood somewhere. It sounded far away.

When my friend sings it sounds like you are in heaven. This voice that I heard kinda sounded like her but there were parts that just didn't. Then all of a sudden I hear the voice singing one of her songs. I knew it was her. I called her phone, no answer. I go outside it does not sound any louder than when I was inside. I had no idea where she was.

So I call my friend downstairs (yes I am that lazy that I won't just walk downstairs) and ask him if he hears her voice. He said yeah. I asked him if he knew where she was had had no idea. He said he was freaked out. Hmmm interesting.

I go back to my activities and her voice keeps on singing. I think to myself. "Gosh, she sure is singing really loud for me to hear her and she sure is singing a long time. Wouldn't she get tired by now?"

Then the phone rings and it is my friend downstairs. He said he had to tell me that the voice I was hearing was a CD of her and her cousin. He had it playing the whole time and just wanted to mess with me. I told him he was a jerk and he agreed.

The mystery of the voice: solved. 

I have a blister on my palm. I got it and popped it all before I knew I had it!

I was at work last night and I was learning a new job. Normally only the guys do this job and only on a rare occation, like a few people are on vacation, will one of the ladies do it. 

I know your wondering what job is this. Well I work at the airport and the job that I am talking about is driving these tugs around. A tug is a little car thing that pulls the dollies that carries the cans that are on the airplane. (I hope none of that was confusing for you) Anyways in order to do this job you have to back up the dolly to a big piece of machinery. There is a pivot point because you are pulling something so to back up with a dolly you have to turn your wheel the opposite direction that you would in your car. It is kinda hard and took me alot of practice to get it down.

Anyways I started two days ago and I sucked really bad the first day. I was stressed out and the guys were mad at me because one of the ladies that they don't like had to ride around with me and she complained about something and then they took it out on me. So that first day was really stressful.

Yesterday I came in an hour early and pracitced backing up then when the rest of the crew came in my good friend Reid got to drive around with me. This was much better because he is a real laid back kinda guy. The first thing we did was make a huge mistake and we had to go back and do it over. He just laughed and thought it was really funny. So that made yesterday less stressful.

Fald way through the work shift I realized that I had a popped blister on the palm of my hand because I was not using two hands to turn the wheel but one, because I had to be turned around to see behing me. So now it really hurts. At least it is on my left hand so when I write the pen won't hurt it.

Ok well I hope that wasn't confusing for you.