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Saturday, March 27, 2004
I was listening to "Hear You Me" by Jimmy Eat World....I never realized what a touching song this was until the other night when I stayed up working on my anthropology paper. I couldn't really focus...and I ended up writing a really lame paper...my mind was sort of preoccupied....I guess it has been for the past couple of weeks. About this boy Dominic. I'm listening to "Hear You Me" again....the lyrics are really touching..and the song's is really pretty...and I was inspired to write this post I guess.
May angels and God Himself lead you in.
May you never lose sight of God, yourself, and the ones you love.
Thank you for catching me when I fall. I know that I frustrate you at times because I may not take your advice.....but please know that your advice and YOU matter to me more than you know.
Please know that I am *always* here for you. No matter what.
May God keep you in the palm of His hand.....I know life can be shitty....but God will always find you.
I hope that you take chances and risks because life is about experience and getting a few scrapes and bruises....I will be here to help you mend your injuries.
I love you.
I care about you.
You make me smile.
May your hopes and dreams come true....you deserve it.
There are two ways to spread light. Be the source of it or reflect it. You are a mirror that shines the light of God into my life.....thank you so so much for that.
This goes out to all my friends and family. :)
Friday, January 16, 2004
"Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up....these are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart...and eventually you'll finally get it right."
That's my frickin catch phrase. Follow your heart. That's what I always tell others to do. But I'm not quite sure how often I follow that myself. We're all growing up....college kind of forces you to. You have to learn to take care of yourself but understand that you're still your parents' baby and that what you do will affect them. You have to meet new people but in the meantime keep those from your past close to your heart. The past....it's weird saying that. I don't think that's what I mean. It's weird....for as much and as long as I wanted to get out of that place...as many times as I selfishly daydreamed about just driving off to some place far away and start a new life....I miss it. Not Danville exactly. But everything's that tied to that place. My family and my friends. Running into at least a couple people that you know whereever you go. And all the small town shit that I thought I wanted to get away from. So Danville's not my past. Because in the end, it's still what I call home.
I can usually see things from both sides. And I understand that he's going to meet new people and become closer to others that aren't us. The old fabulous four. I just hope he doesn't forget us on the way.
Saturday, January 03, 2004
Tonight Anna, Jerrad, Paul, and I are going out for bubble tea. I'm leaving to go back to school on Sunday. This Christmas break has been really really really awesome. =D I'm kind of sad about going back though....but I have a feeling everything's going to be alright.
I remember at the end of summer....I was really sad about leaving...I was really worried that we were all going to grow apart...and then I saw that shooting star. And I really believe that that was God telling me that everything was going to be OK. And everything is.
Thursday, January 01, 2004
We decided to be spontaneous and go to the playground. So we went to that Ambucks place.....and there was a ball game going on, and the gate was locked. So we waited until the game was over, and then we jumped the fence. I thought I was going to break my head. We went on the swings, and i talked to him about anything and everything. A car came by, and we weren't supposed to be inside the playground, so we hid underneath some playground equipment. We talked about the meaning of life, and I kept on getting bit by mosquitos. He told me that often times our fears are intertwined with our passions in life. Of losing sight of these passions. He asked me what my fears were, and he remembered what I told him were my passions back when we were in Indiana Beach. That really touched me. He said to me, "Have you ever had one of those special romantic moments??" and looked at me meaningfully.....and me being the dork that I am....was puzzled by his random question and said "no...wait let me think about it...nope!" But looking back on it, it was probably my first special romantic moment of my life.
The last day before I left for college, he called me because he wanted to tell me about some things that he learned at a seminar that he went to in Chicago. I had talked to him at Allie's house about being genuine. About my fear that I wasn't. That mayhaps I couldn't fake it hard enough to please everyone...or anyone at all as Chris Carabba says. And he told me what this guy at this conference that he went to had to say about that. And how the guy also told him that we shouldn't be afraid to tell the people in our lives what they mean to us. We went for a walk around the neighborhood, and he asked me to tell him a secret. But I couldn't think of one to tell him. So I asked him to tell me one. He told me that over the summer, he had developed a little crush on me. Hehe...I got really excited and kept on saying: "Really?!! Whoa....wow! Really?!" Mang..I'm a goober lol. But I didn't tell him that I dug him back though. Instead I told him that I thought that was flattering....which I didn't mean to say. I don't know what I meant to say. Because I still don't know what my feelings are for him.
And it's weird. I don't ever seem to know what I want. Out of anything. The summer before last....I had the hugest crush on him. And now.....it seems like I'm not sure about anything anymore. I'm just kind of confused about things right now I guess. And not just about boys. But right now I'm just going to write about boys....because I don't want to write about anything else on here.
Mayhaps I just like thinking about the memories that I shared with him. Kind of reminds me of the "Hands Down" song....the parts about jumping the gate and the walk that we shared. So mayhaps I just like romanticizing things...and I don't really dig him. But...I don't know.
I was talking to Drew online tonight. He was telling me about how he met this girl named Vanessa from Australia....and I gave him some advice on that. I'm better at being other people's cheerleader than my own. But that's OK...but I wonder what I would tell myself about boys right now.
Happy New Year! It's 2004 now. Whoa. =D
Thursday, December 25, 2003
Merry Christmas to all :)
Tuesday, December 23, 2003
It's kind of weird.....around this time last year, I was "talking" or whatever to Jared....the Cheezmeister..or the Redneck is how I refer to him now. I saw him the other day. He was getting out of the car while I was pulling out of the space next to him and jamming to a punk cover of "Turning Japanese." Kind of awkward....we didn't see each other at the same time though...so I didn't say anything to him. I knew he must have seen me though....because everybody in the car was staring at me like I was a zoo exhibit...so I'm assuming either he pointed me out to them or they had never seen an asian chick before (which is pretty likely in Danville)...or both. I remembered race was always a bit of an issue when we were together. His family felt that interracial relationships were bad news and that I should stick to my own kind. I think his sister especially didn't think I was good enough for him. I remember he called me a gook...and I remember I didn't really say anything to him about that. I was just kind of like: "What did you say?? Oh you were just playing around...oh..ok that's alright then" about the whole thing. I don't think I respected myself very much in that relationship.
The day that I saw him at Family Video was exactly a year after the first day that he called me...the day that we started "talking" I guess. I didn't have the date remembered though lol....I'm not that much of a nerd....I was just kind of thinking about whether or not that day did have any significance..and it did. It's weird looking back on it all now. I remember how happy I was..and how exciting and refreshing and scary and thrilling it was to be in a relationship. And I remember how sad and crappy I felt when the calls stopped coming and the conversations we did have were short and "standoffish." And when he would tell me about other girls and how some girl kissed him, and I would just laugh and brush it off. But I'm OK now...and I have been for a while. But mang...back then it didn't seem like I would ever be OK with it. I hope I never get that caught up in a guy like that ever again. To think that I would base my every happiness on a guy is just absurd to me now. I kind of wish I could travel in a time machine and tell the Helen I was a year ago...that everything was going to be alright...that he really wasn't the match for me...that my self-worth didn't depend on whether or not a guy liked me. But I guess that's a part of growing up, huh?? To make mistakes but learn from them.
I read some old emails that I sent to myself and that I was going to send to him but never got the balls to tonight. And I listened to "Forget December" by Something Corporate too. I don't know why. Just thought I'd have a reminiscing sort of night....I was already in a contemplative sort of mood from my cold. It's weird...I always get into a contemplative sort of mindset when I'm sick. It's like I'm congested, and I have a head cold, but my mind is very very clear. "Forget December" didn't really do anything for me. I was surprised.
I wonder if I'll run into Jared anymore during this Christmas break. I'd kind of like to actually. Just have a chat with him face to face. See what he's been up to and what are his plans for next year.
Saturday, December 20, 2003
"Everything is going to be alright. Be strong. Believe."
- Yellowcard
Yellowcard is so good. Paul, Jerrad, Devin, Troy, and I (hehehe I was a pimpette) went to go see them at the Metro last Sunday....it was a really awesome time!! When Paul came to pick me up to go to Jerrad's...my Mom told him to watch me..ergh..that was a bit embarassing lol. Anywhoozle, we got there a bit early so we stood outside to get into the Metro for about half an hour and froze our buttocks off. There was a big "tropical" security guy walking around all bundled up, and two girls in front of us that talked to us for a while. One of the girls looked like she just stepped out of Hot Topic and had a purse with a Rancid patch on it right next to a Good Charlotte pin...kind of odd lol. Her friend was really energetic, and I think she kind of fancied Troy cuz she kept on saying random stuff to her...hehehe it was cute.
When we got in....Paul and I were going to check in our coats...until we realized it was 2 FRICKIN BUCKS for a coat check!!...is that ridiculous or what?!! So we kept our coats on...but mang...by the end of the night, I was s-c-h-w-e-a-t-y!! Maxeen opened the show....they were bad lol. Crazy though....the lead singer/bassist looked like a fruittastic dirty Ashton Kucher...guitar player looked like Luke Wilson...and the drummer looked like Joel Madden of Good Charlotte. Sang a song about not talking to strangers....Jerrad remarked upon how it sounded like a song for PBS hahaha.
After Maxeen, a band called Acceptance played. They were pretty groovy....your typical emo band. The lead singer dived/dove(?) into the crowd and then yelled at the kids for dropping him on his head. It was his own dern fault for jumping into the crowd though. And then the guitarist told the kids to start the "maddest f***ing pit" he's ever seen. I thought that was kind of lame of them....kids could have gotten seriously hurt...whoa I sound like an old geezer lol. I got caught in the mosh pit for a little bit...some guy knocked me down...kind of scary...but a nice guy pulled me back up...and then I got caught between some more guys thrashing about...and then Troy saved my life lol!....he broke through and pulled me outta there!! Yay for Troy! =D
Matchbook Romance played next...they were really great. There were a lot of mosh pits...and this one really obnoxious kid who kept on trying to break-dance in the middle of the mosh pit....it kind of turned into a Soul Train type of mosh pit...wEiRd. Matchbook Romance is good though. But not as good as Yellowcard!! We managed to push through the crowds to get as close to the stage as we could, and we stood amongst some sweaty teeny-boppers. Mang they were annoying. The violin player of Yellowcard is so awesome....especially in "Believe"...that's such a good song. I was really happy they played that..and "Powder" too!...that was the first song I've ever heard by them. Kind of sucked that they didn't play "Only One"...but they played two encore songs...and one of them was "One Year and Six Months" which is super duper touching.
After the show, Troy touched the tropical security guard's buttocks...and we went to Mickey D's...got lost in the Addison area....and went on our merry way home. =D
Things are changing. And it seems like everybody's noticing...and everybody's kind of hitting a rough patch. Sucks that we're all sad and such....but comforting to know that there's someone else to go through it all ya know?? Mayhaps it's just the winter season. There's something about how the days are shorter and the nights are colder that makes winter seem so bleak and depressing. Reminds me though of Christmas. Not because of Christmas being dark and dreary lol....but that Jesus is coming...the Light of the World is coming.
Thursday, December 18, 2003
Mayhaps I should try being more like a child. Kids...they're trusting and trustworthy...idealistic and their hearts are not yet hardened by the world....loving and lovable....forgiving and forgiveable. Everything seems so much simpler too. What is right is right and what is wrong is wrong, ya know?? There aren't as many ifs, ands, or buts.
Life is weird/beautiful/crazy/complex/confusing/too many adjectives at the same time and different times.
I don't want to hurt anybody. And I don't want anybody to be hurt. So what do I do??
I pray.
Wednesday, December 17, 2003
It's Christmas break time. Dana said that everything changes once you go away for college. It's ironic how I was planning on making a post about how wonderful it is that nothing's changed over the school year, and things are just like how they used to be. And just over the course of yesterday...it seems like those things have changed. And mayhaps change is good....but right now I'm too near-sighted and can only focus on how it sucks that this happened. It's great to be home though. I remember before leaving for school...I was questioning myself. Questioning who I was I guess. I remember reading in my theology class about how people view themselves by their relationships to others and to The Other. I think that's true in a way...God, our family, friends, and society....they all shape us into the person that we are. And when I'm home...I'm around those people that I love...and I find that I can delve into God deeper too in a way.....so I feel more like myself at home. I'm comfortable, and I feel safe.
I hope I can right my wrongs. And I hope that everything's going to be alright. In the end, everything's going to be OK...and if it's not OK...then it's not the end, right?? I always say that to other people....but I have a hard time believing it myself.
Does the shooting star still apply?? =P
Friday, December 05, 2003
Baleted.
Monday, November 17, 2003
There's this lady that Faith and I have seen in front of Lewis Towers sometimes. She's usually bundled up in a big green coat going through the garbage cans...looking for stuff that isn't of value to anybody else but must have some importance to her because she places it gingerly into her bag. Faith and I went into the Wolf and Kettle one time to buy some food for her, but by the time we returned to where she was, she was gone. We were downtown the other day when we saw her again. We sprinted to the Wolf and Kettle and sprinted back to Lewis Towers so that she wouldn't disappear again. I walked up to her in her oversized green coat and bent over the garbage can with her. I asked her, "Miss, would you like some of this?" She replied, "Can you afford it?" I thought I misunderstood her. "Huh?," was my intelligent reply. She repeated, "Can you afford it?" I said, "Yeah," and placed the food in her bag amongst some old newspapers. I wonder what she meant. Mayhaps I'm just looking too deep into things. I hope she's doing OK.
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
Damn this S.A.D. stuff. I wonder if things always happen during that time of the month or if it's the same stuff only it hits harder because it is that time of the month. Did that make any sense??
I just need to remember that shooting star.
Monday, August 18, 2003
Geez.....I never knew this goodbye business was going to suck this much. Faith left last night for Chicago. And I know that she's going to be my roommate...so I'm going to be seeing her in a few days...but I'm still sad about her moving. Because it's like what she said in her card to me.....it's the end of an era. "Like the end of an era of being mall rats, talking to weird boys, both of us going for a redneck, prom plans..." Or like how Jon said, "We're growing closer together but moving farther apart."
I've always sucked at this goodbye stuff. I remember on the last day of high school...I was getting all mopey about my last Calculus class...and I suck at math! Blargh.
I remember at the beginning of the summer.....I told myself that I was going to try to have as awesome of a summer that I could....I was going to live each day to the fullest.....making stellar memories with my family and friends. And I think I have. I don't think I bothered to think about how much it was going to suck though at the end of the summer. It just seemed too far away to worry about, I guess. But now it's here. And mayhaps I should just apply my philosophy at the beginning of the summer to the end of it too.....to live these days to the fullest by spending time with my family and friends....to realize that this isn't goodbye forever.....that I shouldn't spend my time with the people that I love by dwelling on them leaving because then I would miss the "exotic stork"....but by making the most of it.
*Help me to remember, Lord, that nothing's going to happen today that you and I can't handle together.*
Friday, August 15, 2003
I saw my first shooting star tonight. I think it was God's way of telling me that everything's going to be alright.
Jon also saw it, and he feels the same way too. Especially after we found out that we made the same wish. It was so incredibly bright. i guess there was a meteor shower tonight but all the ones that we saw after that just weren't as bright.
God must really love us to spend so much time on something that we usually don't give more than a minute's look at.
I don't want to leave for college just yet. This summer has been so awesome. It's the best that I've ever had. But it's the saddest too. We're all parting ways. We're all onto a new chapter of our lives. And it scares the poop out of me not knowing what lies ahead. But somehow I think everything's going to be OK. =)
Saturday, August 09, 2003
He told me to 'keep it real'.
But how can I keep it real when I don't even know how I feel anymore....when I don't even know who I am??
Thursday, March 20, 2003
I'm so glad spring is almost here. Lately I've been thinking that I have a mild case of Seasonal Affective Disorder. This winter it seemed like during the day, I was my usual upbeat self...but then when nighttime hit, I got all....down and mopey I guess. And then there were these periods of 3 or 4 days where I just felt so hopeless. It would seem like everything was going wrong and I felt so helpless...I felt like I couldn't do anything and I just felt so vulnerable. And during those times, it was SO scary.
I wonder if I wear a mask at times. I think I appear to be a pretty energetic, happy, outgoing kind of person. And I am. But not all the time. That would be quite exhausting lol. But when I do get down and melancholy, I don't like to show it to people. At least not to my friends. I just don't want them to see me that way. Cuz I'm usually the one to cheer them up ya know?? So when I do get in one of my moods, I usually take it out on my family. Which is totally unfair of me and I know this. And afterwards I feel horrible. Cuz my family has been so great to me. My parents work so hard at our restaurant. I hate thinking about all the ignorant bigots that they have to put up with. The prank calls, the snooty comments. My grandma, my dearest Po Po, who has taken care of my brother and me since as far back as I can remember. She just got all her teeth pulled out yesterday and got dentures. I feel so bad for her. She hates it so much. When she came back, she kept on going to the bathroom to spit out blood. She says they're uncomfortable and she keeps on looking at them in the mirror...she doesn't like how they look. And it's so weird seeing them on her.
I wonder how or why God puts some of us in certain circumstances. <--Did that make any sense?? I mean...why do I get to have a stable family, great friends, sufficient income, etc?? Why do I get all these blessings and others don't?? I *know* that God loves all of us and we are all truly blessed. But sometimes, it's hard to grasp that.
I remember when we went to China last spring break, we visited my Daddy's old teachers' house. I had visited them before, the summer before 8th grade. They were an old couple, probably in their 80's. The sweetest people ever. I remember they fed me this soup with lychee and sparrow eggs in it. They had been my Daddy's and 3rd Uncle's mentors. Last year, the husband died. He had fallen down some concrete steps and died in the hospital from an infection. And I remember when we visited the couple, the wife was so happy to see us. And there was this shrine with the picture of her husband over it. And I couldn't understand anything she was saying because she was speaking in Fuzhounese. But I could tell she was talking about her husband because she started crying. And that just crushed me. And I cried. And I'm crying right now thinking about it. And I think my 3rd Uncle said that not a day goes by that she doesn't think about him. And that made me start crying even more. It is one of the most suckiest things in the world to see an old person cry. Especially her. She is one of the most beautiful and wonderful people I have ever met. And he was too.
And it just sucks. It sucks that that happened. That the person that she loved the most in life, her companion and soulmate, was taken away from her. It sucks that bad things happen to good people. It sucks thinking about it. It sucks that he probably died in pain. It sucks thinking about how she must have reacted when the doctors told her.
I have never lost anybody in my life before. At least not to death. I don't know how I would handle it. My Daddy lost his father when I was a baby. I remember the only time that I have seen my BaBa cry is when he was thinking about his father. Daddies aren't supposed to cry. Ya know, you don't really ever think about your parents crying. At least not when you're a kid. Your parents are supposed to be your rock. They aren't supposed to shed tears. It killed me to see my Dad cry. I remember he told me not to tell my Mom that he cried.
I wonder how many people are going to die in this war. I'm scared. You know...in those documentaries that you watch in school about historic events like the JFK assasination and the Challenger shuttle explosion...the people that they interview always say that they can remember exactly where and when they first heard the news. I remember way back when when Mrs. Turner told us that we were extremely lucky to not have lived through any major war. I remember when I first heard about the 9/11 attacks. It was during 2nd hour in Mr. Woodworth's American History class. I remember it was the day after we had gotten out of school early because the school's sewage lines were messed up and the school began to stink. I remember the teachers were all called down to the principal's office. Some of us thought that mayhaps we were going to get out of school early again because of the messed up sewage lines. When he came back, he had this expression on his face that I will always remember. It was a look of fear and disbelief. "2 commercial airliners have just been flown into the World Trade Center. They think that they were headed towards the White House", he said. WTF?! was probably running through all our heads. What the heck does that mean?? Just like how parents aren't supposed to shed tears, teachers shouldn't be scared. Some kids said that Mr. Taylor started crying when he told his class. Mrs. Foyer had her class start praying the rosary. Mr. Farren told his kids to get online and find as much information about it as possible. I think our class just sat around and talked in hushed tones. I don't think the full effect of it all actually hit me until a day or two later.
All of this is bringing back old issues. Stuff that I repress that I pretend don't bother me. Stuff like my uncle, aunt, and cousin being in jail. That if someone says the wrong thing, if something else bad happens, my dad could be taken in for questioning. The only person that I've told everything about my family situation is Joel. He understands and can relate. Which is really cool. And I think I need that...I can't just keep it bottled up inside and pretend like it's not there. My cousin LuLu knows about it. I don't think her little sister Jenny knows though. I don't want her to know. She's only in 4th grade, she doesn't need to know about it. Not yet at least.
I wonder what's going to happen to Richard when he grows up. My Little Auntie and her husband divorced when he was about 3 years old. Richard is about 5 now and his father is pretty much completely out of the picture. My Little Auntie has been in jail for a little more than a year now. Richard is living in China with my Grandma, and he's being taken care of by a Nanny. He thinks his Mom is away at college right now. I wonder if she's ever planning on telling him when he's older and can fully understand it all. I wonder how he'll react to it. I wonder how that will affect him. He'll probably be mad that his Mom didn't tell him the truth. I hope that she tells him. I hope that he finds out directly from her and not somebody else accidentally telling him or something. My Grandma, Little Auntie's mother, doesn't know that she's in jail either. She also thinks that she's away at college studying. She makes sure to call my Grandma and Richard every week though. I don't want Grandma to find out.
My Dad says that 4th Uncle has stopped doing his "family business" crap. Good. Thank God. He has 3 wives now. 1st wife lives in Hong Kong. 2nd wife lives in Fuzhou with him. 3rd wife lives in Canada. He's got hos in all area codes...or however that dumb song goes. I remember I used to be so mad with 4th Uncle for doing that. I was mad at 2nd wife until I met her. She's such an awesome person, I love her an awful lot. I've never met 3rd wife but I'm angry at her. I can tell my uncle choosing a 3rd wife really is tearing 2nd wife apart.
Actually correction to the above paragraph. I just remembered my Mom telling me a while ago that all 3 wives and 4th Uncle are living together in one building. How screwed up is that??! Right now, I feel bad for all of them involved in that whole big 3 wives mess. I feel bad for 4th Uncle that he's gone down the wrong path, and I hope that he can find the right path home. I feel bad that part of the reason why all 3 of his wives are staying with him is because of his money. I feel bad for 1st wife. I've heard some crazy stories about her. Supposedly her 2nd daughter, Winnie, was taken away from her by the Hong Kong government because she was abusing her. I'm not justifying her actions or anything, but I can see how she would go crazy. I mean, her husband just left her for someone else...someone younger and prettier. I feel bad for all my cousins. Ada is the oldest out of 1st Wife's kids. I remember I didn't really like her that much when I first met her. I still really don't. She's really spoiled and she just seems really fake to me. But now that I think about it, I think that she feels that she has to act all fake and super sweet to everybody. Especially to her Dad. I think she's really afraid of losing her Dad again. There was a period of time where her Dad was away with 2nd wife because he was afraid to show his face at his old home. Her Dad does love her an awful lot. You can tell that he favors her. Winnie, her younger sister knows this too. I don't think Winnie gets much attention. She's kind of subdued. I really like Winnie though..she's really cool and laidback.
Wowwie..I've been typing away at this post for about 40 minutes now. I'm getting kind of tired. Mayhaps I'll finish this post later. It's kind of cathartic though. I dig it.
Wednesday, March 19, 2003
It feels so weird.
We're officially at war.
They have already bombed Baghdad.
Faith and I were meeting up with Ashley and Brandon at Steak and Shake so I could pick up my jacket and CDs that I had left in Ashley's car. Ashley rolls up and tells us that she had just heard it on the radio. I feel so bad for Faith. Eric had just left on Monday for basic training for the Air Force. I don't think he'll have to fight...I hope not.
I don't understand any of this. I mean...I know war was probably inevitable. I mean if we didn't go to war, then we were just going to send the message across that it was OK for another 9/11 to happen. At least that's what everybody keeps on saying. And I can see from that perspective. But mayhaps there was some way for us to have avoided it. Mayhaps not. I feel so dumb for not understanding any of this. I mean, I think that Saddam should definitely go. But what happens after Saddam is ousted and his government officials are removed from office?? Are we going to put in a puppet government for the Iraqi people?? There's going to be a period of anarchy in Iraq before we can get in a government. And there are going to be people in Iraq who aren't exactly going to be too happy with another forced government.
I wonder how everybody feels about this. The parents who are worrying about a possible draft. God, I hope there isn't a draft. Most of my guy friends are almost 18 or are 18. And Jenna. Her fiance has been in Kuwait for the last few weeks. I hope that he's doing OK. I hope that she's pulling through. I know that he means everything to her. I wonder how everybody in the White House is doing. I wonder what it's like right now in Iraq. In Baghdad. To be going through your day and then hearing the alarm sirens going off. It must be so frickin scary right now.
I read in some news article about how the mosque bells were still ringing for the morning prayer or something like that. I wonder if people showed. A lot of American people have such a warped perspective on the Islam faith. I wonder how this is going to affect the faith of people all around the world. I wonder what Pope John Paul II is doing right now. I wonder what he's going to say about this. They say that in times like these, there's nothing to do but pray and trust in God that everything will be alright. But I want to do something. I don't know what though..but something.
*Jesus provides hope that, no matter how hopesless our currect circumstances appear and despite trials and setbacks, in the end all will be well.*
Saturday, December 07, 2002
I got suspended from school for cumulative detentions. I got 7...1 for not having my locker locked...1 for my shirt being untucked...and the rest for being tardy to school. I've gotten 2 in school suspensions before for the same reasons but this is the first time that I've gotten an out of school suspension. Mang..I feel like such a delinquent!! I went to the bball game tonight for dance team...but they told me that I wasn't allowed to be on school grounds. Hehe...I was kinda hoping that they were going to escort me out of there...but they didn't lol.
Faith, her mama, and I went to see Michael W. Smith play at the Assembly Hall on Thursday!!! It was SOOO awesome. I love Faith and her family...they're super awesome people! Hehe...me and Faith got game tonight =)!
Life is great, beautiful, and weird. :)
