Monday, April 9, 2012
I say [DECOR] y'all buy blue, gold/yellow, white (optional) streamers - you can do a lot with this: write words, frame, make shapes.
[THEME] Do a pirate theme; draw some pirates ships, pirates; buy a lot of oranges because pirates need vitamin C so they don't get scurvy. get some pirate hats for everyone to wear it at all possible, else eye patches.
[THEME] "I'm on a boat!" Listen to the song if you don't know what I mean. Ppl can come as Pirates (just combine the themes why don't we), preppy ppl in blazers, polos, sun glasses, T-pain.
[DINNER] Could do pastas of various types - ziti bake, shrimp scampi, etc., meatballs and sausage (any Muslim brothers????) or chicken parm \, pesto/garlic bread and bruschetta - that would be foolproof. Salad mix. Green bean casserole. Potatoes and steak. ...how about just get a turkey? hahaha
[DESSERT]: big cake white&chocolate from Big Y, cookies, fruit pizza, brownies, make a pirate ship shape cake.
[DRINKS]: Rum because Pirates drink rum. Hawaiian punch. Refrescos.
Dear Pledge Class,
I hope my ideas will give you a good start to the party planning and success. It will be a lot of FUN.
I am no longer pledging. I looked forward to this event the most and had thought about it and wanted to leave you with some ideas.
I hope you will shoot off even more ideas and make it even BETTER.
Though I haven't talked to everyone I can see you all are so UNIQUE and full of potential.
Anyways, don't forget some speakers!!! (for the party) And the coke (for the rum & coke).
Sincerely,
Sandy =)
Quotes
"I can eat an elephant if I take small bites" - anon
"Everything is something you decide to do, and there is nothing you have to do" - Denis Waitley
"Words are just words and without heart they have no meaning" - Chinese Proverb
"Winning isn't everything, but wanting to win is" - Vince Lombardi
"No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heave to the human spirit." - Helen Keller
"A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else." - Cardinal De Retz
"If you don't understand yourself, you don't understand anybody else." -Nikki Giovanni
"If we do not change our direction, we are likely to end up where we are headed" - Chinese Proverb
"I would rather be ashes than dust!...I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom in me magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The proper function of a man is to live, not to exist." - Jack London
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft starts that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there: I did not die" - Mary Elizabeth Frye
"Truth lives in the midst of deception" - Friedrich Von Schiller
"To know what is right and not do it is the worst cowardice." - Confucius
"At times our own light does out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us" - Albert Schweitzer
"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!" - Rocky (2006)
"The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our encouragement, who will need our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a smile, a touch, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt."
Why not try and see positive things, to just touch those things and make them bloom?
-Thich Nhat Hanh
"Everything is something you decide to do, and there is nothing you have to do" - Denis Waitley
"Words are just words and without heart they have no meaning" - Chinese Proverb
"Winning isn't everything, but wanting to win is" - Vince Lombardi
"No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heave to the human spirit." - Helen Keller
"A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyone else." - Cardinal De Retz
"If you don't understand yourself, you don't understand anybody else." -Nikki Giovanni
"If we do not change our direction, we are likely to end up where we are headed" - Chinese Proverb
"I would rather be ashes than dust!...I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom in me magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The proper function of a man is to live, not to exist." - Jack London
"Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft starts that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there: I did not die" - Mary Elizabeth Frye
"Truth lives in the midst of deception" - Friedrich Von Schiller
"To know what is right and not do it is the worst cowardice." - Confucius
"At times our own light does out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us" - Albert Schweitzer
"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward. How much you can take, and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Now, if you know what you're worth, then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you. You're better than that!" - Rocky (2006)
"The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our encouragement, who will need our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a smile, a touch, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. It's overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt."
Why not try and see positive things, to just touch those things and make them bloom?
-Thich Nhat Hanh
A Suburb Among a Forest of Trees
A Suburb Among a Forest of Trees
It was many and many
months past,
In a suburb among a forest of trees,
Where the volume and treble switched to full blast,
By that boy next door with tease,
Of a rich family they chose modest land,
Why next door, why here, geez!
I was a student and he was a student,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
I hated, he hated and we hated each other,
We would never feel at ease,
Just when I start homework,
I have not a moment of peace,
The vibrations disturb my whole being,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
Pumping beats from the BMW, Jetta or Maxima?,
No, rather from the minivan at lease,
Even at ungodly hours as I conclude my work,
He would pity me no piece of peace,
Exploding beats into the chilly night,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
Truly he grins at my misery,
Having nothing better than to my life seize,
No! I can't accept that,
(As all should not allow, in this suburb among a forest of trees),
On the highest settings, approaching from a distance,
Pounding and sounding, I seek it cease.
Urgently to the deck overlooking the cars,
In my house mother scolds me for no ease,
In my mind this is how I'll seize for all a piece of peace,
I implore to turn it down, and incredible,
I back inside, the rumbles dissipated; ah, the power of please,
Sweet silence stay, stay in the nights with me,
To me much help on nights I catch no Z's,
For so long torture I underwent, I had so much of him to vent,
Although the music has ceased, it is not yet I have peace,
In my head the intense beat resounds, so with this if it insists, if it pounds?,
Will he ever end disturbing of the peace?,
I implore no more, I conform til everyone hears the storm,
The trembling beats, shaking me and waking me,
In the silence there among the trees,
In the stillness among the changing trees.
In a suburb among a forest of trees,
Where the volume and treble switched to full blast,
By that boy next door with tease,
Of a rich family they chose modest land,
Why next door, why here, geez!
I was a student and he was a student,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
I hated, he hated and we hated each other,
We would never feel at ease,
Just when I start homework,
I have not a moment of peace,
The vibrations disturb my whole being,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
Pumping beats from the BMW, Jetta or Maxima?,
No, rather from the minivan at lease,
Even at ungodly hours as I conclude my work,
He would pity me no piece of peace,
Exploding beats into the chilly night,
In this suburb among a forest of trees,
Truly he grins at my misery,
Having nothing better than to my life seize,
No! I can't accept that,
(As all should not allow, in this suburb among a forest of trees),
On the highest settings, approaching from a distance,
Pounding and sounding, I seek it cease.
Urgently to the deck overlooking the cars,
In my house mother scolds me for no ease,
In my mind this is how I'll seize for all a piece of peace,
I implore to turn it down, and incredible,
I back inside, the rumbles dissipated; ah, the power of please,
Sweet silence stay, stay in the nights with me,
To me much help on nights I catch no Z's,
For so long torture I underwent, I had so much of him to vent,
Although the music has ceased, it is not yet I have peace,
In my head the intense beat resounds, so with this if it insists, if it pounds?,
Will he ever end disturbing of the peace?,
I implore no more, I conform til everyone hears the storm,
The trembling beats, shaking me and waking me,
In the silence there among the trees,
In the stillness among the changing trees.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
How do you feel about kids?
Kids are cute.
Kids endlessly cry.
I look at kids and I think about how they carry billions of zillions of bacteria all over them.
Kids endlessly cry.
I look at kids and I think about how they carry billions of zillions of bacteria all over them.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
At the Motherfucking Ass Crack of Dawn
Only ONE of my buddies calls me at the ass crack of dawn. Who? My buddy in California. And the specific time? 5am EST, 2am PST - when he gets kicked outta the club.
I had been getting missed calls from an unknown number at the ASS CRACK OF DAWN. Just two times before last night, both on Friday nights, both 4 or 5am. The first one in late June, and then again in early August... and the most recent, last night.
At first, I didn't know who it was so I returned the call. I thought I heard the voicemail say 'Eric,' but I wasn't sure so I tried another time just to listen to the voicemail, but this time it picked up without a word, and I, I did not effort a word either. I just wanted to listen to the damn voicemail...
I had a inkling it was him. I went back into my old messages to double-check. Yep. And I thought - why does he still have my number??? He has a girlfriend, wtf is he doing? - I had deleted his number, why keep mine being that when we parted he was happily single and soon became happily this young girl's boyfriend.
A text message later reads, 'sorry for the call.'
Accidents don't happen with him. But whatever, don't read into it. Still why does he have my number, still?!?? It's been 2 years. Especially when I thought things for him are so happy. I stopped hating him. I stopped hating myself. I was simply happy for him. And I no longer desire him.
A second missed call... I leave it alone, I guess another 'accident.'
And last night...
I seemed to wake around 5am, maybe because I had had some sleep earlier that day, but maybe because I knew something was up (?)? My phone was ringing. I vaguely saw the number, picked up and said, 'Hello?' I don't remember if he said, 'Hello,' back, most likely not given his etiquette with me he skips the pleasantries. I asked, 'Why are you calling me?' He replies, 'Do you miss it?' I was just like wot? He was gonna let me go back to sleep but I kept talking. I asked him what time it is over there, he said 2am. I asked him what he was doing, he said he was out drinking. I was surprised. I asked him again, why are you calling, don't you have a girlfriend? He said no, that they had broken up awhile ago. I told him that I thought he was happy and that I thought things were going great. He had met the parents afterall.
Earlier today I found they had indeed broken up, but not that long ago, just last month. He made it sound like it was a year ago, but then again when I had inquired him about something that was a couple of weeks ago, he was unreceptive and said, 'That was a long time ago. Why are you asking?' So patronizing. But yea, they broke up, but not because there was something wrong between them, but because it became a LDR and because she needed to find herself - she's young, she's MY AGE.
But to answer his question I said, 'Yes.' But I only said yes because, yes I like sex. Sex with him? I hadn't thought about that in years. I said yes, but I suppose I hadn't said it sure enough so he asking something like oh you do or you don't? And I'm like shit ok I'm not enunciating, I said, 'I said yes, I didn't say sure or maybe.' WTF. When he says 'sure' he means 'no.' And he didn't even ask me in an alluring manly voice, it was this little boy voice - 'Do you miss it?' I'm like really? This? AGAIN? I decided I'd call it a night and said, 'Goodnight, Eric.'
I spent the next hour awake, confused, groggy, trying to think back. We hurt each other. And I hurt him more - I was the one that was wrong, but I took more of a hit since he was what I consider my first love. Me and him were so simple, and I didn't know that simple was enough. The last time I had saw him, he said, 'Talk to you later' as his goodbye. And I said, 'No. Good-bye.' I meant good-bye forever.
As I mused upon this all I also thought he sounds so lonely. But he'll always find someone. He's a good guy with a good heart and would be the sweetest boyfriend. And hell. He's the one that was all tellin' me how nice he thinks the people in Oregon are. Shit.
I also thought, we each felt a lot of hurt. Is it still all my fault? Like am I not repented? Do I still need to pay some kind of due that he feels he can just call me at the motherfucking ass crack of dawn?!?! It hurts a little bit that he is doing this. It also hurts that when I read his writing the fact that I never was anything, I was never his girlfriend, and then, I was reduced down nothing but a sex object to him despite the time we spent in each others' attention and pain, despite my shoulder blade fucking hurting from holding the phone so long.
I must be on his mind. He isn't on mine. I don't imagine having sex with him, neither do I want to because I'm thinking about someone else, and I'm thinking love first not sex - besides, I don't have time for that.
Ahh, I knew it would help to write things out. It was sTiFLiNg.
I had been getting missed calls from an unknown number at the ASS CRACK OF DAWN. Just two times before last night, both on Friday nights, both 4 or 5am. The first one in late June, and then again in early August... and the most recent, last night.
At first, I didn't know who it was so I returned the call. I thought I heard the voicemail say 'Eric,' but I wasn't sure so I tried another time just to listen to the voicemail, but this time it picked up without a word, and I, I did not effort a word either. I just wanted to listen to the damn voicemail...
I had a inkling it was him. I went back into my old messages to double-check. Yep. And I thought - why does he still have my number??? He has a girlfriend, wtf is he doing? - I had deleted his number, why keep mine being that when we parted he was happily single and soon became happily this young girl's boyfriend.
A text message later reads, 'sorry for the call.'
Accidents don't happen with him. But whatever, don't read into it. Still why does he have my number, still?!?? It's been 2 years. Especially when I thought things for him are so happy. I stopped hating him. I stopped hating myself. I was simply happy for him. And I no longer desire him.
A second missed call... I leave it alone, I guess another 'accident.'
And last night...
I seemed to wake around 5am, maybe because I had had some sleep earlier that day, but maybe because I knew something was up (?)? My phone was ringing. I vaguely saw the number, picked up and said, 'Hello?' I don't remember if he said, 'Hello,' back, most likely not given his etiquette with me he skips the pleasantries. I asked, 'Why are you calling me?' He replies, 'Do you miss it?' I was just like wot? He was gonna let me go back to sleep but I kept talking. I asked him what time it is over there, he said 2am. I asked him what he was doing, he said he was out drinking. I was surprised. I asked him again, why are you calling, don't you have a girlfriend? He said no, that they had broken up awhile ago. I told him that I thought he was happy and that I thought things were going great. He had met the parents afterall.
Earlier today I found they had indeed broken up, but not that long ago, just last month. He made it sound like it was a year ago, but then again when I had inquired him about something that was a couple of weeks ago, he was unreceptive and said, 'That was a long time ago. Why are you asking?' So patronizing. But yea, they broke up, but not because there was something wrong between them, but because it became a LDR and because she needed to find herself - she's young, she's MY AGE.
But to answer his question I said, 'Yes.' But I only said yes because, yes I like sex. Sex with him? I hadn't thought about that in years. I said yes, but I suppose I hadn't said it sure enough so he asking something like oh you do or you don't? And I'm like shit ok I'm not enunciating, I said, 'I said yes, I didn't say sure or maybe.' WTF. When he says 'sure' he means 'no.' And he didn't even ask me in an alluring manly voice, it was this little boy voice - 'Do you miss it?' I'm like really? This? AGAIN? I decided I'd call it a night and said, 'Goodnight, Eric.'
I spent the next hour awake, confused, groggy, trying to think back. We hurt each other. And I hurt him more - I was the one that was wrong, but I took more of a hit since he was what I consider my first love. Me and him were so simple, and I didn't know that simple was enough. The last time I had saw him, he said, 'Talk to you later' as his goodbye. And I said, 'No. Good-bye.' I meant good-bye forever.
As I mused upon this all I also thought he sounds so lonely. But he'll always find someone. He's a good guy with a good heart and would be the sweetest boyfriend. And hell. He's the one that was all tellin' me how nice he thinks the people in Oregon are. Shit.
I also thought, we each felt a lot of hurt. Is it still all my fault? Like am I not repented? Do I still need to pay some kind of due that he feels he can just call me at the motherfucking ass crack of dawn?!?! It hurts a little bit that he is doing this. It also hurts that when I read his writing the fact that I never was anything, I was never his girlfriend, and then, I was reduced down nothing but a sex object to him despite the time we spent in each others' attention and pain, despite my shoulder blade fucking hurting from holding the phone so long.
I must be on his mind. He isn't on mine. I don't imagine having sex with him, neither do I want to because I'm thinking about someone else, and I'm thinking love first not sex - besides, I don't have time for that.
Ahh, I knew it would help to write things out. It was sTiFLiNg.
Monday, February 21, 2011
A snippet and reflection into my past:
Because I came to a different place, because I was in a different place geographically, I changed everything. I stopped trying to improve myself. I stopped trying to find better ways.
I encountered so much pain, so many things I couldn't change. I didn't know what to do, how to react.
Somehow I've rising from the abyss of my demons. A past that haunts me. A history of passivity, regret and skewed vision/thoughts. A feeling of being totally trapped, of the depths of depression, of how some people might ask "How can they let it get this bad?"
I feel it's taken so, so, SO long for this growth. It can be argued that this is what happens in college, you learn life skills and life lessons. I had the idea that we came out the way were were coming out of high school. Older people said anything can happen when you hit college, the dumb kids get smart, the smart kids get dumb. I was a smart kid, I didn't want to get dumb.
I can't remember the exact day. But it was finals week and I just woke up one day and wasn't depressed anymore.
I'm finding me. More to report, but it's late and such.
Good night,
~SPC
Thursday, February 17, 2011
New + Old ; I can do it!
ID is heavy
Oncology is second
I need to get up to date on what lab values mean, ie see Anderson's Bio-organic Lecture
I can do this!
I can do all my coursework for this semester as well as reviewing old materials!
Oncology is second
I need to get up to date on what lab values mean, ie see Anderson's Bio-organic Lecture
I can do this!
I can do all my coursework for this semester as well as reviewing old materials!
Friday, January 21, 2011
My funds are really dwindling. I need to spend less on food. I need to use what I already have.
I can make:
Pasta + meatballs + sausage
Zucchini carbonara
Chicken nuggets
Bee hu-oong
Kung-fu noodles + egg (a case of 30!)
Egg noodles + steak
Stir fry steak + vegetables + tofu + rice + crunchy things + sambal oelek
Fry eggs
Oatmeal
Just try to not spend too much more. Maybe just buy some more steak would be in order. You have plenty.
I would like to make chicken salad some time. I need: chicken, mayo and celery, which I hope would put me under 15 bucks.
I also need to get some gas = 40 dollars!
I can make:
Pasta + meatballs + sausage
Zucchini carbonara
Chicken nuggets
Bee hu-oong
Kung-fu noodles + egg (a case of 30!)
Egg noodles + steak
Stir fry steak + vegetables + tofu + rice + crunchy things + sambal oelek
Fry eggs
Oatmeal
Just try to not spend too much more. Maybe just buy some more steak would be in order. You have plenty.
I would like to make chicken salad some time. I need: chicken, mayo and celery, which I hope would put me under 15 bucks.
I also need to get some gas = 40 dollars!
My Italian Menu:
Hmmmm assembling the best meal ever?? evAR??
My Italian Menu:
Bruschetta
Garlic Bread
Italian Wedding Soup
Zucchini Carbonara
Pancetta Rotini
Steak
Strawberry Shortcake with Fresh Strawberries, Whip Cream, but with Angel cake
Cake Truffles
My Italian Menu:
Bruschetta
Garlic Bread
Italian Wedding Soup
Zucchini Carbonara
Pancetta Rotini
Steak
Strawberry Shortcake with Fresh Strawberries, Whip Cream, but with Angel cake
Cake Truffles
Monday, December 27, 2010
Service Learning Hours
Gonna get my bp/service learning hours done in about 2 weeks! Yay! I need to get 62.5 hours. I am getting 3 hours for my time at South Park, and I have 34.5 hours done already.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
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