A spider’s silk is stronger than steel.
The Yo-Yo originated as a weapon in the Philippine Islands during the sixteenth century.
1/3 of Taiwanese funeral processions include a stripper.
You inhale about 700,000 of your own skin flakes each day. (I just barfed in my mouth)
According to U.S. FDA standards, 1 cup of orange juice is allowed to contain 10 fruit fly eggs, but only 2 maggots. (And more barfing)
More than 6,000 people with pillow-related injuries check into U.S. emergency rooms every year!
23% of all photocopier faults worldwide are caused by people sitting on them and photocopying their butts.
Babies start dreaming even before they’re born.
A fire in Australia has been burning for more than 5,000 years!
There are more female than male millionaires in the United States,
You can’t create a folder called ‘con’ in Microsoft Windows!
The average person spends three years of his or her life on a toilet.
The sentence “The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog.” uses every letter of the alphabet.
Human thigh bones are stronger than concrete.
The worlds oldest piece of chewing gum is over 9000 years old.
The average chocolate bar has 8 insects legs in it.
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know anybody with a snail??
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
YLOM YLOH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I decided that no matter what I will read this book before I see the movie, even if I don't get to it by March 5th.
actually now that I think about it I don't know if I can wait.....
Sunday, January 24, 2010
life as of 1/24
Everything is moving twenty times faster than it was last month. This weekend was especially CRAZY.
Friday, I thought I had to babysit. So I didn't make any plans, but after I realized I didn't I was really mad at myself for not over-scheduling like normal this time around. But it was for the best. I made yummy muffins and watched Say Yes to the Dress for a long time and then went to bed proptly at ten.
Saturday, I had to take the SAT! ugh. I woke up at six, took a shower, picked up a friend, drank two sips of Starbucks and had weird confrontations, drove to school, took the FIVE HOUR LONG TEST with more Asians than live in Indiana, went to Qdoba for lunch with two friends, drove them home, came home, took a ten minute nap and ate some lunch, saw Avatar 3D with two different friends, drove home, ate some dinner, and babysat some lovely little ladies, then came home and slept.
This morning, I woke up too late to make it to church so I decided to write my impossible history paper. It took six hours for me to have more than three sentences; can you say frustration!? But, I finished, and I am more proud of it than I thought I would be.
In the bigger picture though, I've been realizing how off my game I've been the past year (literally 365 days this Friday). Most of you know why, but otherwise that's not a blog-worthy topic. But for real. I don't go to church, sometimes just because I don't wanna because I don't care. That's awful to say and I'm already anticipating the comments/messages I'll get from this, but I don't. I've always been a do-it-myselfer. Which stems from my need to be attached to someone who thinks as highly of me as I do them. And this has never happened. I'm not talking like boyfriend type business, I mean a genuine friend. I've never had a best friend. Is that weird? It makes me sad that I genuinely can't call anybody that, because I always either feel second best (usually the case) or get frusterated with that person so I just cut myself off. I have read/heard that God feels this way about me, but I just doubt my butt off. I can't discipline myself enough to be focused and half the time even awknowledge his presence. This is a rant. But I'm saying that I am lost and I feel like somebody just snipped the wire that was connecting me to Him. I don't know how to pray, never have, and that's so ANNOYING! I just want answers, pretty, simple, nice answers. And they don't exist.
phew. lots o typing.
However, I am in love with the idea of being in love with God. I know I am, and was, and always will be, but right now is a plateou and it sure doesn't seem like it. Bear with me (who came up with that saying??).
I wish I could go to youth group.
on a new note! I have money now, which means I can do things. ha. the goal is to have at least $300 always but then I can spend the rest. I'm sponsering a kiddo from compassion for sure and I was thinking about getting a gym membership/taking a pilates class just because I think its funny and I want to do it! There are obviously a lot of material things I want too, but those are just going to have to be on the back burner.
I still have no idea what I want to do with my life in terms of jobs. But, I still think being an editor or some sort of director/film person would be off the chain. I just want to travel, but I want a family with a white-picket fence. The thing is, though, that I need to do drastic things and see drastic things to be the person I want to be. i haven't figured out how all this will coincide yet, but it will.
I like Anderson, I'm visiting there this Saturday. I know people and it's Christian and its pretty and as much as I hate to admit it, I may just like being close to home. We'll see.
I wish my youth group was going to Bigstuf. It just breaks my little heart. but obviously no leaders want us there and the big guy hasn't exactly made that loud and clear either. I am not going to CIY again. That place made me not want to be a Christian because I was so embarressed at how I felt like they represented the Word and the Love of Jesus. I will not pay money to hear that again. I tried to think of a comprimise but nobody went for it, well leaders anyway. So, I guess no church camp this summer. That's weird, and I feel like that is only adding to this weird phase I'm in. Oh well. I was listening to my cd's from past Bigstuf's and they still stick out and are relevant right this second.
Listen and learn, go further faster.
Direction, not intention, determines destination.
Just think about it kitties.
Friday, I thought I had to babysit. So I didn't make any plans, but after I realized I didn't I was really mad at myself for not over-scheduling like normal this time around. But it was for the best. I made yummy muffins and watched Say Yes to the Dress for a long time and then went to bed proptly at ten.
Saturday, I had to take the SAT! ugh. I woke up at six, took a shower, picked up a friend, drank two sips of Starbucks and had weird confrontations, drove to school, took the FIVE HOUR LONG TEST with more Asians than live in Indiana, went to Qdoba for lunch with two friends, drove them home, came home, took a ten minute nap and ate some lunch, saw Avatar 3D with two different friends, drove home, ate some dinner, and babysat some lovely little ladies, then came home and slept.
This morning, I woke up too late to make it to church so I decided to write my impossible history paper. It took six hours for me to have more than three sentences; can you say frustration!? But, I finished, and I am more proud of it than I thought I would be.
In the bigger picture though, I've been realizing how off my game I've been the past year (literally 365 days this Friday). Most of you know why, but otherwise that's not a blog-worthy topic. But for real. I don't go to church, sometimes just because I don't wanna because I don't care. That's awful to say and I'm already anticipating the comments/messages I'll get from this, but I don't. I've always been a do-it-myselfer. Which stems from my need to be attached to someone who thinks as highly of me as I do them. And this has never happened. I'm not talking like boyfriend type business, I mean a genuine friend. I've never had a best friend. Is that weird? It makes me sad that I genuinely can't call anybody that, because I always either feel second best (usually the case) or get frusterated with that person so I just cut myself off. I have read/heard that God feels this way about me, but I just doubt my butt off. I can't discipline myself enough to be focused and half the time even awknowledge his presence. This is a rant. But I'm saying that I am lost and I feel like somebody just snipped the wire that was connecting me to Him. I don't know how to pray, never have, and that's so ANNOYING! I just want answers, pretty, simple, nice answers. And they don't exist.
phew. lots o typing.
However, I am in love with the idea of being in love with God. I know I am, and was, and always will be, but right now is a plateou and it sure doesn't seem like it. Bear with me (who came up with that saying??).
I wish I could go to youth group.
on a new note! I have money now, which means I can do things. ha. the goal is to have at least $300 always but then I can spend the rest. I'm sponsering a kiddo from compassion for sure and I was thinking about getting a gym membership/taking a pilates class just because I think its funny and I want to do it! There are obviously a lot of material things I want too, but those are just going to have to be on the back burner.
I still have no idea what I want to do with my life in terms of jobs. But, I still think being an editor or some sort of director/film person would be off the chain. I just want to travel, but I want a family with a white-picket fence. The thing is, though, that I need to do drastic things and see drastic things to be the person I want to be. i haven't figured out how all this will coincide yet, but it will.
I like Anderson, I'm visiting there this Saturday. I know people and it's Christian and its pretty and as much as I hate to admit it, I may just like being close to home. We'll see.
I wish my youth group was going to Bigstuf. It just breaks my little heart. but obviously no leaders want us there and the big guy hasn't exactly made that loud and clear either. I am not going to CIY again. That place made me not want to be a Christian because I was so embarressed at how I felt like they represented the Word and the Love of Jesus. I will not pay money to hear that again. I tried to think of a comprimise but nobody went for it, well leaders anyway. So, I guess no church camp this summer. That's weird, and I feel like that is only adding to this weird phase I'm in. Oh well. I was listening to my cd's from past Bigstuf's and they still stick out and are relevant right this second.
Listen and learn, go further faster.
Direction, not intention, determines destination.
Just think about it kitties.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Tragic Joy
I left my phone at school. on a Friday. Which means no phone for a weekend, but I really don't care about that. I'm just processing ALL the tweets/messages that I'll have Monday.......
OH THE CHAOS!
so, is there some reason this happened Big Guy?
OH THE CHAOS!
so, is there some reason this happened Big Guy?
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Escu me?
So....today school started. I don't think I've ever experienced such disconnect and numbness and weirdness and awkwardness and bumpyness before. I'll start from the beginning.
I couldn't fall asleep until I drugged myself with Benedryl at 1:45 a.m. After this, I had CRAZY AWFUL dreams. Dreams I can't even talk about. Then I woke up, obviously, and slammed my head into the wall next to me. It hurt and scared me because I felt like every bone in my face vibrating with ouchies. I just laid there for a little bit then went back to sleep for about an hour because of those stinkin' dreams, then woke up in cold sweats, and this cycle continued (except I only could sleep for 20 minutes max each interval) until 4:30 a.m.
So I decided it was time to just get up and do this thing. I got in the shower and the water was colder than the polar ice caps. My shampoo was empty and there were no towels in the bathroom. How this happened I don't know, but it did. So I go in my room and start drying my hair, innocent enough, right? Well, halfway through the machiene I was using decided pooping out would be grand! so it did just that. I just let the other half go crazy and attempted to tame it later. Blah blah blah, normal routine. My ride was on time and things were looking up! We dropped her sis off at her school, and parked relatively close to the doors so I wouldn't have to walk twenty miles in the cold. However, just as I was walking in I said "my feet are so slippery I'm def. gonna fall today." Well, BE CAREFUL WHATCHYA SAY. the next thing I knew I had fallen, taken out the girl behind me, and caused quite the scene in the middle of the hallway. I laughed it off and it was okay. I went to the wrong distribution room TWICE and was a good twenty min. late to block one-Physics. IT WAS THE MOST AWFUL CLASS EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have friends, I never have not known/liked anybody, well today was a first. I sat in a corner by a smelly child and listened to my teacher (who asked us to call her Big Maggie while sucking down a Coke) droned on about her ADHD. Now no offense, I'm here to learn about things physics-like, not your personal issues.
Then, Block 3 I had choir. My teacher is crazy; she has no idea what to do/how to teach/how to improve anything in anybody's life so she decided a contest the day after prom was a good idea. Also that we were going to competitions we are NOT EVEN CAPABLE OF FAILING. We should just be burned at the steak for even attempting.
THEN THE WORST: BLOCK 5. So I walk in, and I see my long lost lovely friend who sits next to me! I was so happy I wanted to sing a song! Then, I looked to my left. who do I see but the dufus who smashed my car then asked me out all in 24 hours? We made that awkward eye contact and then I immediately wanted to pee my pants and run away. My teacher was precious, and she liked talking about art and places she's seen and I liked it. Then the C Lunch bell rang. I literally have three friends, no acquaintances, in that lunch. So it was sad and weird. THEN, I see my ultimate unspoken archenemy. Scratch that, not really enemy, but the closet thing to it imaginable. We also made awkward eye contact, but being the chicken I am, I just blew him right off. So Block seven is up next.
I thought it would be okay because my dearest ACPUSH buddies were with me, not to mention my best friend. BOY WAS I WRONG. The other people are crazy. not crazy fun, crazy annoying. I cannot wait to never see them again, like fo reals. My teacher told us how much harder this semester will be and I know my butt is gonna be kicked. Especially with my job sucking up my life during the week and crazy things like that. So I'm discouraged. For a pick-us up my bffl decided a milkshake was in order. We're walking to the parking lot, and the little rat called my enemy kicked a bottle at my leg! not nicely, VERY MEANLY AND STUPIDLY. Then cuts me off just because he knows that drives me mad. So I took out the banana peel I found in her car and threw it right at his. I know I shouldn't have, but hey, I did so...that's that. Then we got to our milkshake destination and they were out of milkshakes!!!!!! Idon'tunderstandtheworld!!!!!!!!!!!!!
whatevs.
I realized tomorrow first thing I have precal with a bunch of seniors I don't know and the worst teacher in the school. I'm smart, I get good grades. I suck at precal. I got a C on my final, which ate my heart right out of me. because I'm crazy. and I know it doesn't matter, but it does. Anyways, I hate it already. Block 4 bible lit is gonna RULE and block 6 won't be bad either. Lunch should be good, but I'm praying I won't see my enemy again. However, my first time at the job without a guider scares me alot.
but I can do it!
Also, on a lighter note, I have like ten itunes cards and I need sugguestions. bring it!
I couldn't fall asleep until I drugged myself with Benedryl at 1:45 a.m. After this, I had CRAZY AWFUL dreams. Dreams I can't even talk about. Then I woke up, obviously, and slammed my head into the wall next to me. It hurt and scared me because I felt like every bone in my face vibrating with ouchies. I just laid there for a little bit then went back to sleep for about an hour because of those stinkin' dreams, then woke up in cold sweats, and this cycle continued (except I only could sleep for 20 minutes max each interval) until 4:30 a.m.
So I decided it was time to just get up and do this thing. I got in the shower and the water was colder than the polar ice caps. My shampoo was empty and there were no towels in the bathroom. How this happened I don't know, but it did. So I go in my room and start drying my hair, innocent enough, right? Well, halfway through the machiene I was using decided pooping out would be grand! so it did just that. I just let the other half go crazy and attempted to tame it later. Blah blah blah, normal routine. My ride was on time and things were looking up! We dropped her sis off at her school, and parked relatively close to the doors so I wouldn't have to walk twenty miles in the cold. However, just as I was walking in I said "my feet are so slippery I'm def. gonna fall today." Well, BE CAREFUL WHATCHYA SAY. the next thing I knew I had fallen, taken out the girl behind me, and caused quite the scene in the middle of the hallway. I laughed it off and it was okay. I went to the wrong distribution room TWICE and was a good twenty min. late to block one-Physics. IT WAS THE MOST AWFUL CLASS EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have friends, I never have not known/liked anybody, well today was a first. I sat in a corner by a smelly child and listened to my teacher (who asked us to call her Big Maggie while sucking down a Coke) droned on about her ADHD. Now no offense, I'm here to learn about things physics-like, not your personal issues.
Then, Block 3 I had choir. My teacher is crazy; she has no idea what to do/how to teach/how to improve anything in anybody's life so she decided a contest the day after prom was a good idea. Also that we were going to competitions we are NOT EVEN CAPABLE OF FAILING. We should just be burned at the steak for even attempting.
THEN THE WORST: BLOCK 5. So I walk in, and I see my long lost lovely friend who sits next to me! I was so happy I wanted to sing a song! Then, I looked to my left. who do I see but the dufus who smashed my car then asked me out all in 24 hours? We made that awkward eye contact and then I immediately wanted to pee my pants and run away. My teacher was precious, and she liked talking about art and places she's seen and I liked it. Then the C Lunch bell rang. I literally have three friends, no acquaintances, in that lunch. So it was sad and weird. THEN, I see my ultimate unspoken archenemy. Scratch that, not really enemy, but the closet thing to it imaginable. We also made awkward eye contact, but being the chicken I am, I just blew him right off. So Block seven is up next.
I thought it would be okay because my dearest ACPUSH buddies were with me, not to mention my best friend. BOY WAS I WRONG. The other people are crazy. not crazy fun, crazy annoying. I cannot wait to never see them again, like fo reals. My teacher told us how much harder this semester will be and I know my butt is gonna be kicked. Especially with my job sucking up my life during the week and crazy things like that. So I'm discouraged. For a pick-us up my bffl decided a milkshake was in order. We're walking to the parking lot, and the little rat called my enemy kicked a bottle at my leg! not nicely, VERY MEANLY AND STUPIDLY. Then cuts me off just because he knows that drives me mad. So I took out the banana peel I found in her car and threw it right at his. I know I shouldn't have, but hey, I did so...that's that. Then we got to our milkshake destination and they were out of milkshakes!!!!!! Idon'tunderstandtheworld!!!!!!!!!!!!!
whatevs.
I realized tomorrow first thing I have precal with a bunch of seniors I don't know and the worst teacher in the school. I'm smart, I get good grades. I suck at precal. I got a C on my final, which ate my heart right out of me. because I'm crazy. and I know it doesn't matter, but it does. Anyways, I hate it already. Block 4 bible lit is gonna RULE and block 6 won't be bad either. Lunch should be good, but I'm praying I won't see my enemy again. However, my first time at the job without a guider scares me alot.
but I can do it!
Also, on a lighter note, I have like ten itunes cards and I need sugguestions. bring it!
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