i spent the morning with my allergist.
he's a funny little chinese man with an office on the 14th floor of a building on Broadway.
he said i should listen to a Norweigan singer named Sissel, because she sings like an angel.
just wait'll he hears me sing.
ps...i'm still allergic to grass and dust. and i'm going back on the allergy shots.
western medicine may be evil, but it's more fun than being sick all the time.
28.11.03
27.11.03
25.11.03
new day
i'm writing a research essay on nina simone.
The problem is, not many people have written books about her.
Pretty much just she has. An autobiography. It makes research kind of tough.
have a resplendant night and week
m*rock
The problem is, not many people have written books about her.
Pretty much just she has. An autobiography. It makes research kind of tough.
have a resplendant night and week
m*rock
18.11.03
sometimes i am so cool
i always get inspired to blog when i'm on the bus, driving, almost asleep, showering, sitting in ear training/sight singing, picking my nose...
and when i get to this page is all flits away.
maybe i need to keep a hardcopy blogging journal.
the guy across from me has short hair. he's wearing a headband.
weird.
note: it's been realized by some of the population that I am not a pansy.
cheers.
and when i get to this page is all flits away.
maybe i need to keep a hardcopy blogging journal.
the guy across from me has short hair. he's wearing a headband.
weird.
note: it's been realized by some of the population that I am not a pansy.
cheers.
9.11.03
He saw me from the cross.
Hey yo. I just came across this letter. I wrote it while I was on my dts as part of a weekly assignment we had to do.
read on!
m.
Dear Dad,
I have fallen in love! Long dark (lice -infested) hair, deepy brown eyes, a beautiful smile (full of rotting teeth). Beautiful skin (except for a few scabs on her legs), bright-coloured clothing (albeit a litle dusty and dirty).
Her name is Kristalina. She's the sweetest girl ever, rather like that Melinda I brought home a few years ago. Remember how smelly she was? I was so tuched when you took her from my arms and held her in your lap. You stroked her hair as she sobbed, and wiped her snot and tears all over you. But still you held her, talked with her~youlistened so intently, never taking your eyes off hers, though at times she could hardly look at You. It was a beautiful thing to watch.
Well, I think she's learned~or is beginning to learn~how to share that love with others. She loves holding Kristalina. Melinda was a bit turned off at first, but after thinking about You, she held that little girl close.
I'm so glad she's learning! She's got a long way to go, but I think she'll only get better at it as se understands your love more and more.
That's all for now,
Love, Jesus
read on!
m.
Dear Dad,
I have fallen in love! Long dark (lice -infested) hair, deepy brown eyes, a beautiful smile (full of rotting teeth). Beautiful skin (except for a few scabs on her legs), bright-coloured clothing (albeit a litle dusty and dirty).
Her name is Kristalina. She's the sweetest girl ever, rather like that Melinda I brought home a few years ago. Remember how smelly she was? I was so tuched when you took her from my arms and held her in your lap. You stroked her hair as she sobbed, and wiped her snot and tears all over you. But still you held her, talked with her~youlistened so intently, never taking your eyes off hers, though at times she could hardly look at You. It was a beautiful thing to watch.
Well, I think she's learned~or is beginning to learn~how to share that love with others. She loves holding Kristalina. Melinda was a bit turned off at first, but after thinking about You, she held that little girl close.
I'm so glad she's learning! She's got a long way to go, but I think she'll only get better at it as se understands your love more and more.
That's all for now,
Love, Jesus
today...tooodaaay.
chris & ali were married this afternoon. technically, yesterday afternoon.
I don't really have a top ten list, but if I did theirs would be at the top.
but i've been gushing all evening about how great it was.
now i'm going to knit, and then sleep.
I don't really have a top ten list, but if I did theirs would be at the top.
but i've been gushing all evening about how great it was.
now i'm going to knit, and then sleep.
8.11.03
7.11.03
announcement, announcement, annouuuuuuuuuuuuncement!`
Today...I inducted...no less than 3!!! new cards into my wallet.
it was a big day.
it was a big day.
4.11.03
blood banquet
Friday Nov. 7 @ Ethical Addictions Coffee House in Langley.
"Blood Banquet"
Featuring:
@8:00PM
melinda joy
ruben degroot
happy kreter
@10:00PM
witness protection program
the hand
double blind experiment
in medias res
hejira
cost is $5 or $4 with canned food or clothing donation. proceeds to Langley salvation army.
COME ON! YOu know you wanna come!
"Blood Banquet"
Featuring:
@8:00PM
melinda joy
ruben degroot
happy kreter
@10:00PM
witness protection program
the hand
double blind experiment
in medias res
hejira
cost is $5 or $4 with canned food or clothing donation. proceeds to Langley salvation army.
COME ON! YOu know you wanna come!
conversations.
last friday, on the way to get sushi:
a: hey melinda, you ever smoke pot?
me: nope.
a: never?
me: nope.
a: so you're pretty dead set against it then.
me: yep.
*awkwardish silence...*
a: do your friends do it?
me: some of them do, yeah.
a: so what do you do, scold them?
me: *silence indicating that I'm really unimpressed with how stupid this conversation is*...no.
...
me: can you drop me off @ school now? Thaaaaaanks.
a: hey melinda, you ever smoke pot?
me: nope.
a: never?
me: nope.
a: so you're pretty dead set against it then.
me: yep.
*awkwardish silence...*
a: do your friends do it?
me: some of them do, yeah.
a: so what do you do, scold them?
me: *silence indicating that I'm really unimpressed with how stupid this conversation is*...no.
...
me: can you drop me off @ school now? Thaaaaaanks.
3.11.03
2.11.03
it's how late!?
i built an ikea shelf with zoe tonight.
SO FUN!
it's ruling a corner in my room now. huh.
i have a sweet idea for chris & ali's wedding present. yeah, i'm pretty stoked.
this month @ curves i lost.....*drum roll please....* 4 pouds and a total of 9.75 inches!
yeah measuring day!
I have...5 tests this week.
SO FUN!
it's ruling a corner in my room now. huh.
i have a sweet idea for chris & ali's wedding present. yeah, i'm pretty stoked.
this month @ curves i lost.....*drum roll please....* 4 pouds and a total of 9.75 inches!
yeah measuring day!
I have...5 tests this week.
23.10.03
Welcome to MSN.ca
stupoid compootzer
remember this? :
spandex= NOT cool.
now:
lulu lemon= cool
lulu lemon= spandex
spandex=lulu lemon=cool
SPANDEX = COOL!!!!
what the heck?
remember this? :
spandex= NOT cool.
now:
lulu lemon= cool
lulu lemon= spandex
spandex=lulu lemon=cool
SPANDEX = COOL!!!!
what the heck?
zzz
sleeping now.
things to do:
history (reading)
theory
ear training (intervals! chords! argh!)
sight singing (in minor keys...argh! #30-77!)
piano (practice)
choir: learn solos
omnes generationes
fecit potentiam...
etc...
SLEEP.
Wedding gift for Kristen.
$$ to keats.
Songs for keats breakfast (by Friday!)
Nov.7 set list and chord sheets.
SLEEP.
love Jesus *first*
SLEEP
stop blogging!
riiight...
things to do:
history (reading)
theory
ear training (intervals! chords! argh!)
sight singing (in minor keys...argh! #30-77!)
piano (practice)
choir: learn solos
omnes generationes
fecit potentiam...
etc...
SLEEP.
Wedding gift for Kristen.
$$ to keats.
Songs for keats breakfast (by Friday!)
Nov.7 set list and chord sheets.
SLEEP.
love Jesus *first*
SLEEP
stop blogging!
riiight...
fashion cents
i've been rockin' the side-belt the last few days.
things good: studs on the front, not wrapped around the back.
something new!
a belt threading adventure every morning.
things bad: belt buckle pinching me...
something done!
difficulties unforseen.
things not to blog about: belts.
shoot.
things good: studs on the front, not wrapped around the back.
something new!
a belt threading adventure every morning.
things bad: belt buckle pinching me...
something done!
difficulties unforseen.
things not to blog about: belts.
shoot.
22.10.03
sonata form.
like the country.
but not country.
I got 47/50 on my theory test today. That was pretty darn sweet.
And this sounds odd, but I totally could've got a perfect score. The mistakes I made, had I been in a calmer state of mind when checking over my work, would have been easy to correct!
arGH!
Well we won't complain too much.
I'm going to Curves after school tomorrow. Woohoo, gyM!
ANd I'm practicing with Jo and Brett @ Jo's house, for our monumental gig on NOv.7 @ ethical addictions in langley.
I'm opening for freakin' hejira and wpp.
wha--?
Chris and Ali get married the NEXT day!!! WOAH!
TOnight:
mesa luna's (or cover receipient): $6
hejira: $5
raking bombs: $8
me: empty wallet, lotsa love, new cd's, wandering voice*, and a really cool death cab for cutie beater (not technically part of the night's activities)..
*wandering voice: not lost, but not found.*
but not country.
I got 47/50 on my theory test today. That was pretty darn sweet.
And this sounds odd, but I totally could've got a perfect score. The mistakes I made, had I been in a calmer state of mind when checking over my work, would have been easy to correct!
arGH!
Well we won't complain too much.
I'm going to Curves after school tomorrow. Woohoo, gyM!
ANd I'm practicing with Jo and Brett @ Jo's house, for our monumental gig on NOv.7 @ ethical addictions in langley.
I'm opening for freakin' hejira and wpp.
wha--?
Chris and Ali get married the NEXT day!!! WOAH!
TOnight:
mesa luna's (or cover receipient): $6
hejira: $5
raking bombs: $8
me: empty wallet, lotsa love, new cd's, wandering voice*, and a really cool death cab for cutie beater (not technically part of the night's activities)..
*wandering voice: not lost, but not found.*
20.10.03
too late.
school tomorrow!? AHH!!!
I'm writing a review for the Stanley Theatre's production of Othello, which I saw over a week ago, and hence should have reviewed over a week ago. I didn't even take notes during the show, so specifics of scenes i liked/disliked are hard to write down.
argh.
Tonight I ushered for a show @ school, and what I wanted to share from that was a couplet of lyrics from a song.
"an enemy to my soul resides inside me
and so i am afraid to meet myself alone"
a poignant line, no? And a very human way of thinking. I was pondering this as I sat in the audience listening to the song.
It's not God who perceives us as having the enemy inside us...that's a human perception. The enemy of our souls is outside of us...
what struck me was how often we believe that we are worthless, or that there is something inherently wrong with us...
I suppose in a way there is, because we're human, but I guess on a more personal level...
too often I hate who I am, and I'm afraid to meet God, or even to be honest with myself, because I will be face to face with this awful being who is me. But in truth, if Christ lives in me...if God has breathed into me his holy Spirit then I am redeemed, and though I sin, I can stand forgiven before the Father...
What destroys me, what is the enemy to my soul is the evil one, whose lies I may take in, but they still do not come from within me.
Perhaps the enemy to my soul which lives inside me is only my insecurities, over which I can have the victory...
?
I'm writing a review for the Stanley Theatre's production of Othello, which I saw over a week ago, and hence should have reviewed over a week ago. I didn't even take notes during the show, so specifics of scenes i liked/disliked are hard to write down.
argh.
Tonight I ushered for a show @ school, and what I wanted to share from that was a couplet of lyrics from a song.
"an enemy to my soul resides inside me
and so i am afraid to meet myself alone"
a poignant line, no? And a very human way of thinking. I was pondering this as I sat in the audience listening to the song.
It's not God who perceives us as having the enemy inside us...that's a human perception. The enemy of our souls is outside of us...
what struck me was how often we believe that we are worthless, or that there is something inherently wrong with us...
I suppose in a way there is, because we're human, but I guess on a more personal level...
too often I hate who I am, and I'm afraid to meet God, or even to be honest with myself, because I will be face to face with this awful being who is me. But in truth, if Christ lives in me...if God has breathed into me his holy Spirit then I am redeemed, and though I sin, I can stand forgiven before the Father...
What destroys me, what is the enemy to my soul is the evil one, whose lies I may take in, but they still do not come from within me.
Perhaps the enemy to my soul which lives inside me is only my insecurities, over which I can have the victory...
?
