living room

As I've been promising my mom, I'm finally posting pictures of my wonderful house that I've been living in for the past 4 months. This is our living room! The couch came from a coworker of Jessica E. The corner couch came from some friends. The huge TV came from Chemaine's dad. The pictures on the wall are of all of us (except Chemaine...she didn't live with us yet) and they have something to do with us. Jessica A loves shoes. Jessica E loves film (that's a movie reel in case you couldn't tell). I love theater (comedy and tragedy are in the corners although you can't see them). And Jessica S. loves art and reading. And as of tomorrow, where the random white shelf is located will be a beautiful new black paino that I'm renting :) I'm so excited!!!!! I'll definitely post a picture of that when it arrives. More pictures to come... oh, and let me know what you think of my new profile picture... :)

facebook

When I first joined facebook about 3 years ago, it was strictly for college students and I LOVED that about it. It wasn't anything like myspace where anyone can join and look at your profile and things like that. Well, within the past year or so, facebook has become WORSE than myspace. "How is that possible?" you ask. It's simple. It started when facebook opened up to high schoolers. Now, I realize that at high school age, people are figuring out who they are and what they want to do with their lives. At least that's what I thought. But no, they are incredibly disrespectful, dress like pimps and sluts, and act like they own the world. (side note, I really hope and pray that I was nothing like that.)

Moving on... After facebook opened up to high schoolers, it opened up to everyone. It was no longer a college thing. It is an everyone thing. And I can't stand it. It's become like facebook where everyone has to see how many friends they have and if they can't beat their friends at that number. I'll be that first to admit that I have close to 300 friends on myspace, but they are people I have known at some point in my life and I have actually TALKED to them at some point, even if it was just briefly. And I'm pretty sure it's the same on myspace (with the exception of my one true love, Josh Groban).

And now there's all these ridiculous applications you can add. What happened to posting pictures and sending messages and posting on your friends' walls? I constanly have new super pokes, new quizzes to take (I do admit that I enjoy those), new whatever requests. I CAN'T STAND IT!!!!! When I logged on today, I was this close to deleting my account, but I knew that would cause me to lose touch with some people. And the worst part is, when you decide, hey, this application looks fun, I think I'll add it; you have to invite a minimum of 15-20 people before you can even look at it! What if it totally sucks? Is it my obligation to go back and say sorry to all the people I was forced to tell about this retched thing?

What I'm trying to say is... I want the original facebook back. When it first started to change, there were hundreds of groups on it that wanted the old facebook back. Well, I'm here to say that my facebook page will be as close to the original with exception of a few applications that I actually enjoy.

End note: I wrote this in a small rage and in a hurry, so I apologize for anything that doesn't make sense and any grammatical and spelling errors.

chivalry is dead

I said I would be blogging more and I will keep that promise. Unfortunately, there isn't much to blog about. Therefore, I'm going to repost a blog that I wrote on my myspace. It was my sister's idea so if you don't like it, blame her :)

"Would you like my seat?" the old man with the cane asked me as I boarded the train.

"No thank you. I can stand," I replied.
As I walked down the aisle to stand in the middle part of the car, I could see the looks from the other men who didn't offer me their seats. The men in their suit coats and ties, briefcase at their feet. The men in their University of Utah apparel, backpack in their lap. It was at this point that I realized that chivalry is, in fact, dead!

When was the last time someone under the age of 50 offered me their seat or opened a door for me? I don't know if I can answer that. Not because I don't remember but because I don't think it has ever happened.

The other day, there was an old woman getting off the train. None of the men getting off offered to help her down, they just exited on the other side. Who stopped? The old man who was moving just as slow as she was. Were they married? No. How do I know this? They went off in opposite directions.

What is the world coming to that we can't take 5 seconds out of our day to stop and help the old woman off the train, keep a door open for someone who is entering or exiting, offer someone your seat? The more I reflect on it, the more depressed I become.

And that is my blog for today!

a new year has come

This blog is going to be short and sweet. My computer won't connect to the internet so I'm borrowing my roommate's for a few minutes. I went home for Christmas and it was a lot of fun. It was also a very nice break from both school and work. Plus I got to watch all the CSI I wanted :)

Well, it's a new year. I'm going to be better about blogging. And I'll post pictures once my computer decides to cooperate. But for now, I'm just working. I start back to school on Tuesday. I'm looking forward to it because I'm taking a musical theater class. I can't wait!

i've been slacking

I know it's been a while but I think part of me was waiting for a medical drama. I mean, really, I can't go more than 2 or 3 posts without mentioning one. And as my sister said when I called to tell her what was going on... "It's about time. It's been a while since you had some sort of medical crisis." And so, here's the latest.

I went to bed just after 9 on Monday night. 9 is my goal because I wake up around 5 to go to work. Anyway... about 2:15 in the morning, I wake up for 2 reasons. The first, my bladder feels like it's about to burst (sorry, TMI). And second, I have an extremely painful stabbing pain in my lower right abdomen. Of course my first thought is my appendix. So I try to ignore the pain and I go to the bathroom. By the time I hobble back to my bed, I'm on the verge of tears. I grabbed my phone and called my roommates until one of them answered. Schorzman (3 of my 4 roommates are named Jessica so I'm using last names), answered and she came upstairs to be with me while I dealt with the pain. After about 15 minutes of sobbing and crying out in pain, she called 911. By now it's after 3 AM. When I get to the hospital, the doctor and nurse both think it's my appendix. They took a blood sample and a urine sample. Then the nurse put an IV in my arm and gave me 2 doses of morphine. I still hurt but I couldn't have cared less... until radiology came to take me to have a CT scan. Sitting up was the most painful experience of my life (and this coming from someone who has had brain surgery...I think this only leaves child birth pain...)! The good news: it wasn't my appendix. The bad news: I have kidney stones. Oh my gosh! If you have not experienced the pain of kidney stones, start praying that you never do. I couldn't even keep my eyes open because of the pain. It was making the lights way too bright. I was so grateful when Pam (my nurse) got me comfortable and was able to turn out the lights. It was so nice... and having a day off of both school and work and not having any guilt about it is a great feeling too. :)

On a happier note, Friday is my last day of classes then I just have finals! I'm so looking forward to being done. Mostly because it means I'm going home for Christmas and when I get back, I'm taking a musical theater class! I can't wait!

I also did something good for myself. I joined Curves for Women on Monday. Needless to say, I didn't get my first work out on Tuesday. And today I only did half the workout. I thought doing the whole workout after being in the hospital would be too much for my body. I'm feeling really good from the workout. But then again, we'll see how I'm feeling tomorrow :)

Atheists

I saw a preview for The Golden Compass which causing a lot of controversy because supposedly the children overpower God and kill Him or something like that. I don't know the whole story (the preview didn't look that good so I'm not too worried about it).

So the author of the book (Philip Pullman) that this movie is based on is an atheist. A quote that I found on his official website states, "I see no evidence for his existence, but of course that's not to say that he doesn't exist; I simply haven come across any yet. Furthermore, in my view, belief in God seems to be a very good excuse, on the part of those who claim to believe, for doing many wicked things that they wouldn't feel justified in doing without such a belief." That proves that he's an atheist but I'm still wondering about that last part. Does anyone want to clarify for me?

Dictionary.com defines an atheist as a person who denies or disbelieves the existence of a supreme being or beings. That got me to thinking...

Is it an insult if an atheist says to you "Go to hell?" or "Damn you." Because chances are if you don't believe in God, you don't believe in the devil so Hell doesn't exist and there is no God to damn you.

What does an atheist say if you sneeze? Even if they just say "Bless you" instead of "God bless you," they believe there's no God to bless you; and people would just think the person was rude if they didn't say anything.

What about the phrase "Oh my God." They don't believe in a higher being so what do they say instead? And do they ever say things like "Thank the Lord" or "Thank God"?

Why do so many atheists dislike C.S. Lewis? My guess is because Lewis converted to Christianity after many years of being an atheist. It couldn't possibly be because of the parallels in The Chronicles of Narnia to the life of Christ because atheists don't believe in Christ therefore they can't be upset about a book based on purely on Lewis's imagination as far as they know. Right?

This isn't just me venting about how ignorant I find some atheists to be when it comes to Christianity. I am actually very curious. My beliefs are based on the fact that I believe in Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ with all my being. I want to know what atheists base their beliefs on so I can better understand them. As for wanting proof that God exists, I will quote a line from a movie I love... "It's like the wind. You can't see it but you can feel it."

based on the action figures

I recently decided to watch Transformers after everyone I know that had seen it said it was so good! One of my roommates bought it so I watched it. For being based on a kids' toy, I thoroughly enjoyed it. The language was very minimal, there was no sex (although there was a very funny line about it that I'll get to in a minute) and the viloence was all between robots. So there was no blood, only lubrication. So the funny line (not that there was just one... Shia LaBeouf knows how to make an audience laugh)... one of the autobots says to the head autobot, "The boy's pheromone levels suggest he wants to mate with the female." I about lost it! It's probably a lot funnier in context of the movie, but wow! I had a good belly laugh :) And one of the best part of the movie is when one of the autobots... well, here's the conversation...

Autobot: You have a rodent infestation.
Sam: A what?
Autobot: (aiming at "rodent") Shall I terminate?
Sam: No! No! This is a chihuahua. We love chihuahuas.
Autobot: He's leaked lubricants all over my foot! Hmmph!
Sam: He peed on you? Bad Mojo! Bad!
Autobot: Bad Mojo! Ugh, my foot's gonna rust...

A chihuahua as a rodent makes me so happy! I'm pretty sure they're more closely related to rodents than dogs...

Anyway... it's a very good movie. I highly recommend it if you ever get the chance to watch it. The acting is very good. The direction is great. And the special effects are awesome!

stupid people

We are all entitled to the occasional "blonde moment" but sometimes, people just do something so stupid that I have to categorize them as stupid people. I was going to try and be creative and so some sort of "Here's your sign" thing that Bill Engvall does but my creativce juices just aren't flowing today. So here are my stupid people...

1. Yesterday I went to get an oil change. The mileage on my car was 129,525. My next recommended oil change was for 128, 525 miles. No, that is not a typo. That's what the sticker in my window says. My friend suggested that I drive backwards to my next oil change to see if that helps. I told my mom I was going to roll back the odometer and hope I don't get caught! Seriously, how stupid can you be?

2. Today at work, I'm listening to the radio while I'm making beds. I hear that the police are still on the look out for a convicted killer. My first thought was "Oh great, someone else has escaped. Last time that happened, the 2 guys were featured on America's Most Wanted the night they were captured." But then the story continued. The guy was RELEASED, as in he walked freely out of the jail he was in. Why, you ask. A PAPER WORK ERROR!!!!! The guy is in jail on 2 armed robbery charges and one murder charge. Do the paper work people not triple, even quadruple, check these things? Seriously, how stupid can you be?

the psycho

As I mentioned in my last blog, I was in another car accident but that damage was very minor. Little did I know that it was cause a crazy man to come after me! The accident happened on a Monday while I was driving to the same Wal-Mart that I was driving to during my first accident. I few days later, I go out to my car and there's a post it note that says, "You backed up into my truck and broke my tail light." Then there was a phone number and apartment number (#440 of the Citifront apartments for anyone who isn't as nice as I am... hehe). Anyway. I didn't do it, so I take the post it and throw it away. Two days later there is a knock on my apartment door. A scary man covered in tattoos and piercings asks if anyone drives a burgandy Camry (had I answered the door, I would have responded with a no because legally it is considered maroon). I know it's the guy accusing me of hitting his truck because earlier, one of the assistant managers came to talk to me. I told her about the note, my car accident, and that I didn't do it. I even offered to show her the insurance information and give her the name and number of the woman who hit me. Lisa, the assistant manager, said she believed me and went on her way.

So psycho man tells me that he has his truck lined up with my car and he wants me to come look at it. I don't want to get into it with him so I'm just like fine, whatever. So he shows me exactly what I did to his truck and my car. My favorite part was when he told me that there was paint from my car on his truck but it wasn't there anymore...idiot. Like I'm going to fall for that. Another part I really liked was when he pointed out the burn mark on my car. I must have really floored it backing out of the space the cause a burn mark! But how do I have one and he doesn't? Any mechanics or car repair people out there, please let me know because pyscho claimed to be a mechanic yet he couldn't explain it.

The psycho man is completely rude to me. I tell him I didn't hit him and he accused me of lying! Excuse me?! Who are you to accuse me of that? Also while he's trying to get me to admit that I hit his car, he says, "We all do stupid things. I'm 44 years old. I've done a lot of stupid s*** in my life." Again... excuse me? Who says I'm not offended by that kind of language? I'm not because I hear it daily at work but he doesn't know that! So I cried for a good 3 hours. I'm upset about the way he talked to me, that he accused me of something I didn't do and I now feel unsafe where I live because some lunatic is going around knocking on doors becaue he wants someone to pay for his $169 tail light! Creep...

So, ever since the day, creepy man (I should mention at this point that I don't actually know his real name and that's why I'm sticking to his nicknames) showed up at my door, I've been afraid that one morning I'm going to leave to go to work and something is going to be wrong with my car. Exactly one week after I was accused of backing into psycho's truck, I got out to my car and my tail light is SHATTERED! We're not just talking someone backed into me. We're talking took a hammer or baseball bat to it.




The first picture is of my tail light. The second is of the actual tail light shattered on the ground. So is it ok that I've been calling the lunatic "Psycho man?" I hope so!

It's been FOREVER!!!

I didn't have a single post in August or September and I apologize. My only internet access was my roommates computer or the campus computers. But my time on both were very limited. But as of today, I have a functioning computer and wireless internet so you can start counting on updates more frequently :)

Anyway, I have recently moved into a house with my 4 roommates. We love it! It was built in 1945 to help with all the soldiers returning from the war. The upstairs is all hardwood floors except for the bathroom and kitchen which are tiled. My room is off the living room. There is one other bedroom upstairs. Downstairs is carpeted. There is one bedroom and a huge room which would probably be a family/rec room if other people lived here. But we turned it into 2 bedrooms. There is 2 storage closets downstairs along with another full bathroom and a laundry room. All the walls are painted different colors (the upstairs is mostly grey). I'll take some pictures once we finish getting everything unpacked (we've only been here 2 weeks) and post them.

In case you're wondering, after my contract was up at Mountain Shadows in June, I moved into another apartment with my current roommates. The apartments looked so nice online! And the model apartments we were shown were beautiful. But then we got up to the 4th floor (where we lived) and it was disgusting! We literally felt like we were living in a roach motel. The only good thing about the apartment was the high ceilings (but then it made it hard to change light bulbs and smoke alarm batteries). Needless to say, we all wanted out. We talked with management and were able to get out of our contract. We began looking for places to live and found our current house on craigslist. We love it so much! And we're all decorated for Halloween! :)

Other than that, my life has just been school and work, work and school. I was in another car accident, but the damage was very minor, a cracked tail light and some paint transfer. That reminds me! But I'll save it for a different post. I need to share my story about the crazy psycho man from my previous apartment complex. That and my fall break this past week when my mom flew into Salt Lake then we drove to Oregon to see my sister and brother-in-law!