Wednesday, September 28, 2005

the 64 second film contest

I'm registered.
Oh my...what did I get myself into?

http://www.64seconds.com/main.html

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

autumn days, continued

note to self.

1) Don't allow pride to prevent you from smiling, it happens far too often.
2) Return a kind gesture with a thank you, you don't do this often enough.
3) Treat others as you would have them treat you, you don't do this at all.
4) Know your space, don't go around popping other peoples' bubbles.
5) Face your problems; you've ran away from them for too long.
6) Read this and read it often, for you have the tendency to forget.

these early autumn days

as a birthday gift i received a folding bed. and even though i think it is less comfortable than sleeping on the floor, i am still very grateful for it.

life. what a life. could my life be any more pathetic? why am i always living in the past? eddie, let the pride go. some days i just shoot myself in the foot. those are the days i feel like i haven't grown up, and it's probably because i haven't, not fully, not yet. but i guess that this is just a stepping stone to something greater. i can not wait to see the day when this pathetic life becomes something worthwhile.

they say patience is a virtue. i think that is true. but if i think it true why do i forget it? maybe i dont believe it. or maybe i'm just apathetic. or maybe i'm just a hypocrite. it took me a long time to be able to comprehend and interpret analog clocks. my point is that i'm really slow at learning new things. i mean really slow. i admire people with patience. i admire them even more for being patient with me. therefore it makes me want to be abundantly patient with everybody else. but i'm not. i'm not patient with everybody. and maybe that is why i feel miserable.

to be continued in the morning...

Sunday, September 18, 2005

life's hard lessons

People say they "find" love, as if it were an object hidden by a rock. But love takes many forms, and it is never the same for any man and woman. What people find then is a certain love... Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes, under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots, keeping itself alive. - the five people you meet in heaven

pride, it is THE thing that will somehow manage to find you. when it takes hold and your personal insecurities only reinforces it, beware, for you are most vulnerable. but truth be told, pride has no grip, it cannot hold or cling on to you. rather, it is you who hold and clings on to it. do yourself a favor and let it go.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

hair cut day

Saturday morning, 11:06 AM.

Today's my hair-cut day.
Yay for me.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

a little something...

on sacrifice:

"You didn't get it. Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to. Little sacrifices. Big sacrifices. A mother works so her son can go to school. A daughter moves home to take care of her sick father. A man goes to war...."

on hatred:

"Edward,"...."Learn this from me. Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us. But hatred is a curved blade. And the harm we do, we do to ourselves."

- the five people you meet in heaven

Saturday, September 3, 2005

the possible

have you come to the Red Sea place in your life,
where in spite of all you can do,
there is no way out, there is no way back,
there is no other way but through?

then wait on the Lord with a trust serene
till the night of your fear is gone;
He will send the wind, He will heap the floods,
when He says to your soul, "Go on."...

in the morning watch, 'neath the lifted cloud,
you shall see but the Lord alone,
when He leads you on from the place of the sea
to a land that you have not known;
and your fears shall pass as your foes have passed,
you shall no more be afraid;
you shall sing His praise in a better place,
a place that His hand has made.

- Annie Johnson Flint

Thursday, September 1, 2005

it's a war zone

okay, it is official. with dead carcasses lying around it is nothing short of a war zone. For round two I got about half a dozen kills. As I leaned over the kitchen sink to get a better view behind the microwave, where lots of roaches seem to be coming from, a huge roach comes printing towards me. It must've come from the drain or maybe it was hiding within all of our kitchen utensils (which are all in the kitchen sink after being in the roach contaminated drawers for who knows how long). Now I am afraid. Because now they seem to be running directly at me. The enemy, it appears, is retaliating, and there are no signs of them giving up. Im afraid I have no choice but to stick around for round 3. The lights are off right now, but in a few minutes it'll be back on again. My new best friend is getting a pretty good work-out tonight! But this will be my last and final round. It's just to keep the roaches at bay. The exterminator will have to do what he's named for - exterminate. Even then it is still temporary. The insect kingdom out numbers us 200 million to 1 and growing. It's only a matter of time until they regain what they've lost today.