I was sitting here waiting for Jon to call and cleaning between the keys of my laptop. I felt like Meg Ryan in “French Kiss,” except she had a q-tip. You best believe I’d be using it though if I had one!
Here Is Gone June 28, 2006
- Thank God for the AC at work. Lol. It’s so so hot outside. Feels nice to be inside such a cool place. Work isn’t so bad now. I’ve been indexing things all day. Yeah…Allie found that to be really funny. Yearbook life haunts us even in the real world.
- I had a fabulous lunch date with Allie at Pacifice Breeze Cafe in Del Mar today. Aside from my terrible choice of sitting at the table in the sun, lunch was great. We caught up and both enjoyed a delicious Thai Chicken wrap. Lol. Well, I enjoyed mine. She…tore hers apart. Literally. Lol. Yeah…that’s the last time her and I go anywhere in public. Hahah. Just kidding, Allie. I love you.
- Goo Goo Dolls and Counting Crows are in SD tomorrow…I’m in norcal. How much do I want to die. Man. I’ve missed CC every summer they’ve been in SD. I’m hating myself for it. Next year, if they come again, I’m going. I can’t miss it for a fourth year. That’d be a terrible crime.
- Ok. I’m gonna bust through 2 more hours of indexing and hopefully finish half of it today.
- Summer’s been fabulous.
- I’m yet to go to the beach. Hahaha. I suck.
Crash and Burn June 27, 2006
- I went on a dinner date with my dad tonight. He let me drive there in his new car. Oh man…so sweet. I loved it. I can’t wait to be old and have my own money saved up so I can splurge on nice cars like that. Lol.
- I finally caught up in paperwork at work. Man. Took me 7 months. Lol. So ridiculous. My supervisor must hate me. Lol. I think they expected it done in 3 months. They never told me that though..oh well. At least it’s done now. It’s just maintaining which’ll be easy enough.
- Thank God it’s almost the weekend. ;P
- Lunch with Allie tomorrow and dinner with Bwu. So excited for both.
Slide June 27, 2006
I was at Daphnes today waiting for my food when two people walked in. They came to fix something at the store so they had on those little jumper things that have their names patched onto it. They were named Jesus and Christian. Lol. What’re the odds.
Ants Marching June 27, 2006
- I haven’t posted in a while. Can’t say I’ve been busy. There just hasn’t really been anything worth writing about.
- Last night I had dinner with the Aber crew. It was so fabulous seeing everyone again. We’re all going to the Marine Room next Friday. Miguel’s got the hook up’s.
- Today’s another one of those slow days where I slowly slowly make my way into work. Lol. And then upon arrival, my supervisor will say, “I didn’t think you were gonna make it in today.” Yeah…one of those days.
- It’s Tuesday. Can’t wait until Friday.
- Summer school starts next week. Thank God. I need something to more productively fill my time.
- Ok, I have nothing to say. I just didn’t want to leave you guys hanging.
X&Y June 25, 2006
I wanted to find the Torrey Pines High School Cross Country website, so I went onto google and typed that in. The first thing that came up was a wikipedia link about TP so I thought I'd click on it and see what the web had to say. Check it out.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Torrey_Pines_High_School
And Irene, you were right about Rancho…
Arms of Love June 25, 2006
At church today, word was about love. It worked out kind of nicely cuz I actually spent a lot of time thinking about that last night. Listening to David made me realize that to be able to love God, we need to first know what love actually is.
At church they say love is the sacrifice Jesus made for us, and I agree it is, but that's only one kind of love, a love so deep that no one can fully understand it unless they first understand the love shared between people. It's like that saying, "You can't help others if you can't help yourself." Same goes for loving God. You can't love God unless you love yourself and love others. You have to build up to that perfect love.
So that leaves the question, what is the kind of love shared between people?
In 1 Corinthians 13 it spells out pretty clearly what love is. But those words, just like any others about love, are empty unless the reader can identify with it. I used to think that what was written in 1 Corinthians 13 was what I had to do to be loved, and I suppose that's still true, but during finals week, I realized that those are things to love, meaning that when it comes down to it, that chapter states what's worth loving.
True love is an emotional weight. A mixed feeling, if you will. It's a plethora of wonderful things, but there's also this pain that comes with it. It's the pain of being apart, the pain of knowing the other person isn't well, and the pain of not being able to put to words the feeling of love. Love is uplifting and it's a daily encouragement to be better.
Love is so much more than the physical. Love demands the mind and soul. It's a great demand and a hard one to fulfill, but one more rewarding anything else. From love stems all things great: forgiveness, grace, and mercy. None of those things can come from hate.
There was a song we sang today with a chorus that goes, "Would you take the place of this man? Would you take the nails from his hands?" Would you be able to love so deeply? Would you be able to raise love to that level of courage and sacrifice?
I wholly agree with today's message and with Abelard and Heloise and with Saint Augustine, that there's no one more worthy of our hearts than Christ. Perhaps when we finally get to understanding that kind of love, we'll be like Abelard and realize we had never really loved before after all, that we were just naive. If that's the case, then I'll take it. I'll be naive, because for me, I need this love to have the strength to pursue God's love.
Come Away With Me June 25, 2006
Because it’s 1:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep. Because I miss him.
Chasing Cars June 24, 2006
I’m gonna grow my hair out over the summer. Yes? No?
It’s been over a year since I’ve had long hair. I can’t decide if it’ll be worth it.
I have this thing where I love cutting my hair. If it’s short, I’ll make it shorter. See, when things spin out of control in my life, I cut my hair to bring myself back into control. Silly, I know. So yes…i’ve cut my hair many times this year in college. Too many even.
Can’t decide for sure though. Cut it or let it grow?
Make Me Whole June 24, 2006
I have such fabulous people in my life. I’m so lucky and so blessed.
Jon and me
Light Youth – TJ 2005
Light Youth – TJ 2005
Irene and me – Ensenada 2004
Jess and me – Homecoming 2004
Oksana and me – Winter 2005
Dad, Mom, Michelle, and me – May 2006
Between You and Me June 24, 2006
I think a tolerance for pain is really a tolerance for the world. Obiouvlsy, certain physical pains are too much to endure without some sort of anesthetic, but regular pains and pitfalls are a test and strengthening of character. I firmly believe that without hurt and there can be no love. Without loss there is no sense of appreciation. To know and fully appreciate what's good, first there has to be a knowledge of evil because according to Saint Augustine, evil is the absense of good.
"By grace, through faith."
Avec Tout Mon Amour… June 23, 2006
I meant to put this in one of my other posts, but I forgot about it, so here it is now.
The grade I got in math was hardly deserved. Anyone who gets a 25% on a midterm doesn't deserve the grade I ended up with. Someone was definitely looking out for me from above.
But I honestly wouldn't have made it through finals week if it weren't for the people who had so much faith in me and kept encouraging me, even toward the end of the week when it felt like I needed the encouragement every hour. I'm so lucky to have such wonderful people in my life.
Thank you to those of you who kept me in your prayers. It means a lot.
Everything Will Be Alright June 23, 2006
When I came back into the house after lying out, my mom kept trying to give all this food to me. Food's the last thing I ever want. I noticed she had just cut up some fruit so I told her, "I want fruit. Just fruit." To my surprise, she said fine.
See, after my little "bit" in middle school, my parents, especially my dad, have been really aware of how much, or how little, I eat. If my dad had heard my say all I wanted for breakfast/lunch was fruit, he'd force feed me food himself (after yelling at my first). That's why I was so surprised at the fact my mom went along with my idea of lunch.
I got out of the shower and was burning a few CDs to put in my car when she knocks and comes in with a huge plate of 5 different fruits. Lol.
Mom's will always be mom's.
Beautiful Mistake June 23, 2006
Good morning everyone! I just woke up from over 13 hours a sleep. It feels fabulous…except for the pain in my neck/shoulders. It’s probably because I don’t have my heavenly white pillow. I don’t know why but my mom won’t give it to me. I’ll make it a mission to find it and get it back for tonight. I love it and miss it. Sleep isn’t the same without it (if you’ve ever put your head on it, you know what I’m talking about).
I love the way music can take you back into a moment. It can fully transport you to a different place and before you know it, you’re caught up somewhere else.
I feel bad for not going to work even though I’ve gone more this week than I do most. Perhaps I’ll go lie out now and spin in to work later.
Dinner with Abercrombie people is next Monday. So excited. I haven’t seen Dianne or Renada in almost a year and aside from that minute at Sungod, I haven’t seen Miguel in even longer. I miss my Aber bunch. 
I watched Beauty and the Beast last night. What a fabulous movie. I love it. Thanks, Jon.
After next week, summer school starts. I’m excited. I’m sick of spending my evenings making lesson plans. I’d much rather read these 6 books I have stacked up for Sociology class. Ha! Half joking. This is ridiculous though. Sociology 1A. Should be easy…why is there so much reading? And to think I have to do it in 4 week. Lol. Hopefully, it’s just like…50 pages per book. Lol. This work load reminds me of that week in hum where we had to read 3 books in a week…or something ridiculous like that. Haha. Good times, good times.
So, it seems like not many people were happy with their spring quarter grades. Quarter system’s too draining for people to do well by the time 3rd quarter rolls around.
Ok. I hate sitting here at 12:30 in the afternoon knowing that the sun’s at its peak and I’m blogging. Meh. I’m gonna go lie out.
Oh, one last thing though. Yoda, I need you to help me w/ this computer stuff. Lol. Actually, just direct me to where in wordpress I can go to change the theme. I’ve clicked everywhere and I can’t find a place where I can go in and edit the things the way I want to…and it seems like you figured it out…so yeah, I need your Yoda-ness. Thanks.
Take Me Back June 22, 2006
I love this picture. I'm only posting it cuz I think people enjoy the posts more when there's pictures. 
Well, also, because wordpress makes posting pictures fun…and I'm a dork so I enjoy these little things.
Michelle went back to Norcal today.
Irene, your eyes looks huge.
Wayne, you look like a pimp.
Fortunate Fool June 22, 2006
Today’s been a fabulous day. I’m currently lying out in my backyard, soaking up the SD sun.
I put in a few hours at work today. It was a very mellow day. No interuptions, no awkward moments. I did my work and left.
While I was there, I went to check my grades. I must say, math made me happy. At first, I thought I did really bad (according to the class website), but tritonlink said otherwise. It makes all the work worth it, but again, I have to say that I wish I had tried harder. Just like with Hum. I could’ve done better in both. Hopefully next year, studying with Jon’ll help. Surround yourself with smart people and hope it helps. Lol. Stupidest thing ever? Yeah. Oh well.
I’m so excited. I’m 7 days away from going up to Norcal, meaning I’m 8 days away from seeing Yoda.
It’s so hot out here! Ooo. A breeze. That felt nice.
I’m tutoring a couple people tonight. I’m really enjoying the calc tutoring. Writing and pre-algebra are very meh. I can’t wait to teach at high school.
A Murder of One June 21, 2006
I just had the best nap ever. Well, as great as any nap can get when it's spent dreaming about work. It was actually, kind of a nightmare. Here's what happened.
I was scanning papers and every time I finished a stack, I'd turn around and there'd be more (oddly familiar to reality). And when I finally got off work, it was 11:30 PM and I was ready for food. I went over to a Thai restaurant and put my name down on the list. "Angela, 1." I remember in my dream thinking how depressing it was that I was eating at a Thai restaurant by myself. I grabbed a chair to wait. It was awkwardly sitting by itself in the middle of the restaurant so I had tables of people eating all around me. I'm watching this lady who was being rude to the waiter and she's trying to take her water home, but as she's pouring it into a take-out cup, the cup isn't really there and it's just the take-out lid. Water spills out and floods everywhere. Two things cross my mind. 1) What an idiot. 2) Oh God. Is my Coach tote on the floor?! Lol. Even in my sleep I have the sense to protect the things I love. I frantically look around and my bag's safely hung from the chair (which is actually something I'd never do in real life because the weight of the bag would pull on the straps and ruin it). Anyway, I'm sitting there waiting to get a table. Everyone else who's waiting gets a table and I figure I must be next, and last, on the list. More time passes and I'm getting really hungry. There's empty tables everywhere, but I'm just sitting there still. I don't want to be rude or seem pushy so I keep sitting there…waiting. Eventually, a hostess comes over and asks if I'm waiting for someone. I tell her I had my name on the list and was just waiting for a table. She smiles and tells me there must have been a mistake because my name wasn't there, but she'd be happy to seat me if I'd like. "Yes, please," I respond. I glance at the time on my cell phone. 1:30 AM.
Analyze that.
This Is The Countdown June 21, 2006
Frick! It happened! I must've jinxed myself with the post. To make it worse, it wasn't even one of the people who usually come into my cubical, but a complete stranger who needed to use the scanner. And then the computer froze but I didn't want to point that out to him. I said, "Hm…this is taking a long time." And he goes, "Slow I can handle. At least it's working." Um..hardly, but how do you tell that to a man who you don't know that just saw you dancing? Anyway, it was the most awkward 10 minutes in my cubical with a man whose name I didn't even catch. We did talk about Matt Franks though. Lol. Crazies.
Cocoon June 21, 2006
When I'm at work, it's usually nice. I don't bother anyone and no one bothers me. I'm in my own cubical, ipod on, scanner going, while sipping coffee and browsing facebook.
Usually, no one really pops their head into my cubical except maybe a handful of people. Even then, it's at most twice a day by whichever one of them. That's enough to keep me on my toes though.
I have this great fear. See, when I have my ipod on, sometimes I start "dancing" in my cubical. You know how that is. When a good song comes on, you can't stop dancing even if you want to. Mind you, it's not full on, bust a move, knocking things over kind of dancing. Hahaha. Regardless though, I'm dreading the day that some one walks in on me rocking out to a song, and at the rate I've been going, I'm pushing me luck.
Anyway, I should go. This post is slowing me down.
