You decide...

Read this and tell me that something isn't wrong with the world:

Saudi officials have arrested a man in Mecca for being a Christian, saying that
the city, which Muslims consider to be holy, is off-limits to non-Muslims.

Nirosh Kamanda, a Sri Lankan Christian, was detained by the Saudi Expatriates Monitoring Committee last week after he started to sell goods outside Mecca’s Great Mosque.

After running his fingerprints through a new security system, Saudi police discovered that he was a Christian who had arrived in the country six months earlier to take a job as a truck driver in the city of Dammam. Kamanda had subsequently left his place of work and moved to Mecca.

“The Grand Mosque and the holy city are forbidden to non-Muslims,” Col. Suhail Matrafi, head of the department of Expatriates Affairs in Mecca, told the Saudi daily Arab News. “The new fingerprints system is very helpful and will help us a lot to discover the identity of a lot of criminals,” he said.

More to be proud of...

Katie bought herself a car this weekend all by herself. It's not her first time paying for her own car, but it's her first time going and getting it and taking care of the business part of it, plus paying for it, on her own. I know how that feels. That feeling of independance and the thought that this is something that you are investing in and belongs to you, well, they both give you this high. I'm proud of her for it. I'm always proud of her though. She's good with her money overall and is saving and planning for the future... Just like God instructed. She is my hero when it comes to that stuff.... Haha... My baby sister is my hero...

My baby cousin (who is not a baby; she's 20), Kristi, got baptized this last Saturday. All I can say was that it was a very emotional event. I was proud of her for standing up like that and proclaiming her love for the Lord and her dedication to Him. I really got to do that myself...

Miguel is graduating from CSUN this weekend. Yay for him. It seems like he's been in school since I've known him. That's since we worked together at Magic Mountain at Main Gate... way back in 2001. 6 years! Sheesh, Miguel! Took you long enough. =) Just kidding. I am proud of him too! That's a lot of hard work and it sure has paid off: He already owns his own home, makes great money, and is starting up his own business.... That's awesome for a little dude from Guerrero, Mexico. Love you, Miguel...

It's a celebration!

Yay! (This is where you picture me smiling with my arms in the air and confetti falling all over the place.... LOL)

Yesterday, I finally got my letters from the County with my score for the Secretary I, II, and III exams. I got 92.5 on all three and was put in Band 2 for all three.... Woohoo! I didn't do half bad! =) That means I am now going to be promoted to Secretary II and will be making about $300 more each month. Yes! That is going to help me out a lot. That will give me about $100 more on each paycheck after taxes. Works for me!

I am now going to be an actual, official SECRETARY... finally, after all theses years of being called one (at Magic and in the County), but not actually getting paid as one...

Thank God! I can only give Him thanks. He is the one who makes all good things happen!

I'm totally doing the running man right now. LOL!

Wedding Pictures...

I finally got some pics of my fat butt at the wedding that I'm not too embarrassed to show...

Memorial Day...

Much love goes out to our Service Men... those who are out there fighting and those who are no longer with us. You keep us free. Thank you for my liberty.

R.I.P. Grandpa.

Help a daughter out!

Yesterday, I stopped by my dad's office to eat with him. I got there and they were having an Asian Pacific American celebration (the County is always having little celebrations for all the cultures). I thought they were going to be eating, but when I got there they were still singing and performing cultural stuff. So, I sat there for about 30 minutes and then when it came time to eat a ginormous line started and I decided to forget it because it was going to take another 30 minutes just to get through the line.

I told my dad I had to go because we were having a baby shower for one of my co-workers and I needed to pick up a gift. So, I said goodbye to a couple of his co-workers and got the usual round of "she's pretty, Antonio." (I think they think that because compared to my dad I am pretty... haha! I'm so mean, but it's true. He'll be the first to joke that we look nothing alike -- I'm pretty and he's not.) So, I leave and head back to the office.

Just a side note: I thought it was funny how at the Baby Shower everyone was asking if I was going to be next. I was like, "Please! Let's all get in a circle and pray that Kristina get's married and then pregnant." =) Then I got the usual, "Trust me, you want to wait." blah blah! Trust me, I don't!

Then last night he starts telling me how how everyone was asking him "who the lady was that was with him." LOL! Perverts, who did they think I was? He told them who I was and they all start talking about how pretty I am.... blah blah blah!!! Then he tells me that there are a couple of new young guys at his office that all the girls are crazy about and that one is 30 and from San Fernando. I was like, "they are probably hos already since all the girls are crazy about them." He said no... that the one 30-year-old guy is a Christian and he doesn't pay attention to them AND that he's not married! I was like, "Dad!? Christian?! Why didn't you introduce me?! What's wrong with you? Don't you want me to get married!" HAHAHAHA!!!! (I make myself laugh sometimes....)

What was funnier was that you could see the light go off in his head like "maybe I should." Haha! Ayayay. Duh, dad!

Then, negative old me, I started going on like theres a catch: He's probably ugly. He probably likes 'em skinny. Etc.

I think my dad is into it now because he was like, "No he is not ugly. He's a little pelon, but he's not ugly." (pelon is Spanish for bald... lol) Then he said that there are some skinny girls in the office that like him and he doesn't pay attention to them. What I should have asked was if he has a girlfriend. Just because he's not married, doesn't mean he doesn't have a girl in his life...

The funniest thing about this whole thing: Mexican men do not sit there and discuss eligible bachelors with their daughters, let alone try to hook them up with them.... hahaha! My dad sure is American...

Political Correctness: The Downfall of Society

So, if a group of people say something in history never happened than it just didn't really happen? In England, professors are that afraid of their Muslim students' backlash, that they are seriously considering not teaching or discussing the Holocaust and the Crusades. To the Muslims, these events never happened and they don't want anyone teaching them that they did. In other words, they don't want their kids to learn the truth, but only bits and pieces of the truth. If that doesn't sound like a dictatorship, I don't know what does.

I don't get it. I really don't get it!

Wow!

Sad, but true...

(from PostSecret)

This is so me. I wish I was better than this...

Come one... Come all...

Wow, this was a popular weekend for me. I had two--count 'em--TWO visitors. First Kim came down on Saturday to spend the weekend. She, my dad, and I went to the drive-in and saw Hot Fuzz and Disturbia. I definitely liked Disturbia better. I normally love British humor and I liked Shaun of the Dead (same actors in this film), but I wasn't feeling Hot Fuzz. Disturbia was alright. Your basic thriller, but it was enjoyable enough. Can't really complain, since we only paid $7 per person for two movies. Kim had enough fun just acting a fool like a bunch of twelve-year-olds (cracking stupid jokes, farting under the blankets, pigging out on crap, etc.). It was fun.

Kim spent the night and then this morning we woke up, had breakfast and just chilled a little. I really missed spending this kind of silly, stupid sister time together with Kim. It's been sooooo long since we have been able to hang out like this. I forgot how much fun we can have together (fake karate chops, clowning, dirty jokes, etc.)... that's the kind of stuff you lose when everyone grows up and gets married and becomes an adult. Aw. It shouldn't have to be that way, but I guess that's just what happens.

Then Misty texted me that she was on her way and to start cooking. LOL. So, I had Kim help me make some chile rellenos. We did a good job and they came out deliciosos, if I do say so myself. =) The three of us just chatted over stuff and watched some TV. Nothing too special, but still enjoyable. Then Kim left and Misty and I decided to go stop off at a cafe or something. We ended up at a little Rubio's-type place. We sat there and talked. That was cool.

Man, I loves me some Misty. She really is the greatest. When there are people in your life that make you as happy and feel as loveds as Misty makes me, hold on to them. These are the kind of people you want in your life until the day you die. =)

Thank you, sister, and thank you, Misty. I had a VERY nice weekend.

The Finding Nemo Submarine Voyage

is almost open! Call me a nerd, but I am really excited! This little article on the Disney Insider website, explains the awesomeness that will be this ride. Here are some excerpts:

"Kevin explains that as we board the subs, 'We're visiting this undersea
exploration company -- the Nautical Exploration and Marine Observation
institute. Put those letters together and it spells Nemo! Guests go along
for the ride as this institute explores an underwater volcano.'"

"And a trip to Mount Wannahockaloogie is indeed in the cards -- but on the
way Guests will encounter Marlin and Dory, ride the East Australian Current,
meet a couple of sharks face to face, survive a mine explosion that plunges them
to the depths of the sea, traverse a hazardous school of jellyfish, and even be
ejected from the spout of a whale before they return safely to shore."

Sounds freakin' awesome! Can't wait!

It's gonna be a girl...

At least that's what the nurse thinks...

Sandy, for now, is having a girl! Yay! I am SO excited! and very emotional. Aw. I'm going to have a baby niece. Hurry up and come, little one!

It's time to start preparing for the baby shower. The tea party theme is really going to work now... now that we know it's a baby girl. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!

=)

Good point...

Ann Althouse makes a very good point (her commenters do too actually...):

The global warming article I'd like to read in the newspaper.

"I keep reading about how hybrid cars and compact fluorescent lightbulbs
can reduce the production of greenhouse gases, but I have yet to see an article
about the savings that could be achieved if we were to stop delivery of
newspapers and magazines and do all of our news reading on line."

Aztlan...

I am beyond proud of being Mexican--believe me--but this is part of the reason "the man" is not going to want any of us around.

I love my people, but they need to get over the whole concept of Aztlan, as hard as it is. I very much believe that all this land that Chicanos call Aztlan (all the land acquired through the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo) was acquired ILLEGALLY. It was. As soon as Santa Ana was captured he automatically lost his presidential status and did not have the legal power to sign over all that land (for example: If Bush got captured right now he would be declared unable to fulfill his Presidential duties, Cheney would become President, and Bush would lose all power to sign treaties), but let's not get too deep into that... if you are interested, look it up.

Anyway, yeah it sucked, but it's over and done with. There is nothing that can be done this far down the road. So, let it go already! If anything, despite it being illegally taken, this land benefited from being part of the U.S. In Mexico it would have gone to waste. It would have been full of corruption and crime, just like a lot of Mexico is right now. Let's be real.

As far as people getting amnesty and all the rights that we legal folks enjoy, I'm sorry, but negative! Now, this is hard for me to say because my dad was given amnesty, but you know what? My dad has worked his a$$ off since he's been here. He's never been on welfare. None of that craziness. He never demanded anything. He worked for it. People, Mexican and otherwise, want to come here illegally, demanding stuff. What?! If I was to sneak into Mexico and then popped up at a government agency demanding that they give me money and food stamps what do you think they would do? They would laugh in my dang face!

Come on, raza. Abrense los ojos!

No wonder...

I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:


A half-gallon of 2% milk,
A carton of eggs,
A quart of orange juice,
A head of romaine lettuce,
A 2 lb. can of coffee, and
A 1 lb. package of bacon.


As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the cashier.

While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated, "You must be single."

I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the derelict's intuition, since I was indeed single. I looked at the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about my selections that could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.

Curiosity getting the better of me, I said: "Well, you know what, you're absolutely right. But how on earth did you know that?"

The drunk replied, "Cause you're ugly."

Muahahahaha!

Happy Momma's Day

Just in case anyone who happens to read this is a momma: Happy Mother's Day.

I both envy and admire you all and can't wait until I can celebrate Mother's Day too! =)

Don't forget to show your momma, adoptive momma, serogate momma, etc. some love today! I'm sure she deserves it...

How do you say goodbye?

So everytime I hear My Love by Ciara, it motivates me more and more to break off the friendship with Ramon. In my case there is no "in love" love -- it's only friendship love -- but it still almost perfectly describes how I feel:

[pre hook]
This circular motion is all we do
I'm so sick of going back and forth with you
You should have been happy to have me
You said you wanted to have some kids build a family(Now I)
Wish it wasn't true
It's killing me to do
What I gotta do
The problem here is you
Ain't nobody new not even my crew
Could take the place of you
The problem here is you

[hook]
Cause if you only knew what I felt for you
You would have held on tighter
Fought a little harder
Been a little smarter and now you're gonna miss my love
And one day soon you'll see
You'll reach out for me
Boy you had a keeper
Didn't know how to treat her
Should have felt a little deeper and now you're gonna miss my love

[verse II]

Kick it with ya friends (go)
Go out with other chicks (go)
Be all up in the mix (go)
You got the right to do it
You wanna be a pimp
Be treated like a prince
Go 'head and click the switch
Cause now you got ya crown back

[pre hook]

[hook]

[breakdown]

My hugs (and)My kisses
You know you're gonna miss it
And while you're tripping on the love we could have had
I'm moving on
I got to (and)
Ain't no looking back

[hook]


And that's how I feel about it!!! Seriously. Minus the love part and insinuation of a romantic relationship, this describe just how I feel about that guy. Everytime I hear this song it reminds me of what I got to do. The problem is: How do you tell someone who you've had a relationship with (albeit only a friendship) for the last 5+ years that it's over... just like that? I really don't know. Plus, we haven't really spoken spoken in the last two weeks or so. He hasn't even tried to call me in about a week. I think he is getting the hint.

Well, all I gotta say is "oh well!"

Blech...

Man, I was feeling so good and upbeat yesterday and then I had to go and see pics taken of me at the Wedding. I looked horrible. I was shocked. I mean, I know I had been putting on a little bit of weight, but I had been excercising regularly for the last few months, but I guess it didn't work. I looked like sh**. It didn't help either that all of the other bridesmaids were like size 2s. =(

The sad thing was that I was feeling pretty cute that day and thinking I didn't look too bad. Plus, the photographer was totally trying to flirt with me and he wasn't too bad looking... probably 40-years-old, but nevertheless not bad. So, I got a little ego boost there. Yes, I was the chubbiest, but I didn't think I was that much larger than the other girls... I was literally twice the size and, as I predicted, these Morales broad shoulders made me look like a white Incredible Hulk. =*( This is so depressing. I hate myself right now. It's so disheartening when you've been trying to eat better and excercise practically everyday and nothing. NOTHING!

I was looking at myself in these pictures and thinking, "Seriously, if I was a guy, I wouldn't be attracted to myself. I would pass me up in a heartbeat." I do hear from people that I'm pretty, but I just don't see it. Honestly and truly. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and my eye is not seeing anything beautiful when it looks in the mirror or in photographs. Rarely do I think I am attractive (especially when my hair is pulled back). Sometimes I think I look okay, but never spectacular. I hate that about myself. I wish just for one day I could know what it was like to be a "hot chick." Just one day.

I guess that just wasn't in the cards for me... No matter how much weight I lose, how small my arms are, how long my hair is, how much make-up I put on, how much black I wear, I will never ever look good enough in my own eyes... let alone the world's.

These are the times when I just want to give up, hole myself up in the house, and just eat whatever I want all day until I get so fat that I just die... alone and surrounded by cats...

Poetic Justice...

So, Arlene, the secretary that is gone and whom I can't stand, has been interviewing with another Dept. in El Monte, despite the fact that she has already accepted a position with the Dept. of Child and Family Services (DCFS).

Personally, I believe that is a very shady and unprofessional thing to do. If you know that don't want the position and would rather have another position, why would you accept it? You are allowing DCFS to think that they no longer have any worries about filling the position and that they are set, when in reality, they could be having to continue their search for someone to fill the position again. That's messed up. They could have hired someone that was happy to be there and who would have been loyal in the first place, but you didn't give them that chance. Why? Because you are a selfish, underhanded person.Wow.

I've totally been talking crap about how she is doing this. I think it's wrong and very unprofessional. VERY UNPROFESSIONAL.

Well, yesterday I get a call from a woman asking if she can speak with Arlene:

Me: I'm sorry. She is no longer in this office.

Lady: (pause) Did she get promoted?

Me: Yes, she did.

Lady: To another department?

Me: Yes, to DCFS.

Lady: Was that for the Senior Secretary III position?

Me: Yes, I believe that was the one.

Lady: Oh... okay...... Thank you for your help.

So I hang up and it hits me. I think that was the lady from the El Monte position. OOPS! I think I just totally burned Arlene!

For a minute there I feel bad, but then I think, "That's what she gets for being shady." There are two kinds of shady people in this world: The ones who are smart and think of every detail, thus usually getting away with stuff, and the ones who are stupid and don't cover all of their bases, thus causing people to see right through their B.S. and never getting away with anything. Arlene is a stupid shady person. Why would you tell them to contact you at work when you know you are not going to be in that office for much longer.

If she was smart she would have only given them her cell phone number. Dummy. Of course, if they call you at your old office and the people you used to work with are not aware of the game you are trying to run, it's going to come out that you took a position somewhere.... because unlike you, we aren't liars! Idiot...

The best part is that I--her arch enemy--was the one who spilled the beans and probably put the ball in motion for her not to get the coveted position she wanted all along... haha! Ah man. I know I shouldn't revel in other people's misfortunes, but I think God can give me this one...

Depravity...

Do you know how long it's been since I've made out with someone?! Almost a year! A WHOLE YEAR!!!! Even worse: the last person I made out with turned out to be a major jackass. *sob* Grrr! You know, a girl doesn't feel very pretty about herself when for a whole year no one wants to make out with her.... well, at least no one makes it known that they want to make out with her.

I am totally feening a good makeout session right about NOW. Seriously! I'm getting desperate (if you can't tell). I'm to the point where homeboy from work (the one that I think may be married and who I know has a small child at home) is starting to look appealing to me. Bad! Very bad! I really need a "special friend" already, man! One that is totally single and totally into me and only me...

Hahaha! I'm cracking myself up right now, but at the same time I'm ready to start crying. I think this is what people feel like when they are sex-deprived... Ah man... I'm pathetic...

She deserves it!

If they don't make Paris Hilton serve her way-too-low sentance of 45 days, I will personally be out there protesting. That little wench has broken so many traffic laws it's not even funny and she just keeps getting away with it. Looks like it's the end of the line this time. I just hope she doesn't weasle her way out of it. That would be so unfair. So many people get way worse punishments for the things she's done just for their first offenses. She's done this stuff repeatedly and has only gotten little flicks (not even slaps) on the wrist.

I hope she goes and sh**s bricks while she's in there too... Ha!

Then you got Ty Pennington, from Extreme Makeover Home Edition. What the h? Come on Ty! Driving under the influence of alcohol AND drugs. Way to go buddy. Just lost a lot of respect for you.

And don't even get me started on the whole David Hasselhoff drunken video. I know you've seen it. Sad, but funny.... but so sad...

My candidate...

Okay, so yesterday I was watching the Republican Presidential debate (they were re-playing it on one of the news stations and because I have such an exciting life). I have to say that despite the fact that he is a Mormon, I think I may have to go with Mitt Romney. The man almost 100% stands for everything I stand for -- plus, he is way charismatic and seems totally sincere (that says a lot coming from me because I have a gift for reading people). I just feel like I can trust this man with my country's well-being.

The elections are a ways away, but for now Mr. Romney is at the top of my list... I definitely don't want Hilary, Obama, or McCain, or even Giuliani (he can't seem to make up his mind on whether he is pro-life or pro-choice), as my president.

Remember to vote, people! and please vote your values. Look at the candidates and what they believe and go with what your conscience is telling you! Don't just vote for someone based on whether they are Democrat or Republican or how much media they get or how popular they are. It's your future at stake... more than some of you know.

We'll see what happens about a year from now...

Emotions...

Man, this was an emotional weekend. It was pretty much good emotion all around though:

• I was happy for Misty and "Poodle" (they had me crying on more than a few occasions at that wedding).
• I was glad that things went okay for the wedding.
• I was happy that my hair came out fabulous. =)
• I was happy for my mom and the recognition she got.
• I was happy and moved to find out that I'm not a "best friend," but the "greatest friend."
• I was proud of my sister for blowing the song she sang at the wedding away.
• I was glad to hear Juanito call me his sister.
• I was happy that Oscar De La Hoya got his butt beat.
• I was happy to go home and knock out as soon as I hit the bed.

So many things to be glad about... It was a good weekend...

So yeah...You know what's funny? How many people have contacted me about deleting my MySpace. I don't know whether to feel special that they are concerned or, to be quite honest, get annoyed and think they are just nosey and want to know why they don't get to know my juice anymore... haha! I think for some it is actual concern and for others it's the nosiness. Oh well, whateva...

This morning was the first time in a LONG time that I didn't dread going into work. Thank you, Arlene, for leaving. You have made my working environment much more pleasant already... That's just one more good emotion. Let's keep it going! =)

A very long day...

The wedding is finally over and it turned out great. Of course there were those bumps that I'm starting to learn happen at every wedding, but we got through it and I think it was pretty dang successful. No thanks to David's Bridal or Misty's new mother-in-law, which is all I'm going to say about that. Everything was surprisingly emotional for something involving Misty. She and her husband both had me crying a few times. I love them for that. I always feel like it really doesn't mean too much to me if I don't cry, but I sure did in this case. I know they mean the world to me now -- not that I didn't already I guess.

I realized that weddings are extremely stressful for the bride and the people around her trying to help (duh), but at the end of it all, the bride gets to go off on an awesome vacation for a week, lie on the beach, have some drinks, make some sweet lovin', etc., while the rest of us get to stay behind and clean up. Just one more reason why I can't wait to be the bride.... hahaha!!! Seriously though, this bride definitely deserved to go off and not have to deal with the aftermath. The stuff she had to deal with was at times unnecessary and extremely uncalled for. So, go on girl -- get your honeymoon on!

After the wedding I headed over to Juanito's house to wish him a little happy birthday. Of course, they were watching the De La Hoya/Mayweather fight. It seemed very relaxed there and it was only a few people, who seemed cool. I wanted to stay because after this wedding business, I wanted to be around a small crowd; plus, it's Juanito (he's like my new favorite homie/brother), but I knew I had to go to Kim's because I promised.

That fight was kind of boring. I was glad that Mayweather won, but it just seemed like nothing too exciting really happened. Although, I have to say that Mayweather was dang good at avoiding Oscar's punches. That's hard to do because he is normally very quick and precise. Mayweather was obviously doing his homework. Overall, though, I was kind of bored with the fight and actually more interested in spotting celebs in the audience (Leo DiCaprio, Tobey Maguire, J-Lo, George Lopez, John McCain?, etc.). Oh well, next time...

Silly Democrats...

The Democrats cannot say enough about how we should pull out of Iraq (yeah, they'll totally respect us if we give up and and cause ourselves to lose this war) and how Bush was wrong about the Weapons of Mass Destruction. That's pretty funny, since just before the new millenium and a little after 9/11 (when it was popular to be behind the President), they seemed to have thought otherwise. Here are some quotes from Democrats such as Clinton, Pelosi, and Kennedy, all adamently insisting that Iraq did have weapons of mass destruction that we needed to be worried about. Hmmm... Interesting...

Oh no...

The wedding is two days away (!) and I'm starting to feel not so hot. I'm feeling feverish, like I'm about to get a cough, and like I want to spew from not just my mouth, but other places too (sorry if that's too much info... LOL). I really hope that this crap stays away until at least we get through the ceremony and the pictures. I still have so many errands to run too before this thing goes down. Eek!

Why now? Only me.... ONLY ME! My body has been trying to get sick off and on for the last like 3 months, and it picks now to finally kick in! Sheesh! Give me a break here! I usually don't do this, but I think I'm going to stop off at the store and get me some Vitamin C and all that other crap people take when they are sick to get better faster...

Ay Dios mio...

One battle over and another to watch...

Today I got a "talking to" about my attendance. Lately I've been out a lot for different little reasons (not feeling well, cramps, wedding stuff, etc.... valid things) here or there and I guess the big boss has been noticing. It was pretty funny. It was funny because her Secretary (the same person who I am happy is leaving) was out ALL the time, and this woman is far more important (in theory at least) to the Section than I am. You never saw her getting a "talking to." All I know is that my work has not suffered and I have not screwed anyone because I wasn't there... That's way more than I can say for the other lady.

Well, now that this wedding and other stress is out of the way after this weekend, I should not be having a reason to miss anymore work. So, I guess I can't make any long weekend plans or anything anytime soon. Idealy my next day off should be the 5th of July, which I requested off in advance. I'm sure now that the evil one is gone, I won't feel like I don't want to be at work as much and I won't be compelled to miss a few hours here and there. We'll see...

Man I cannot wait until the De La Hoya fight. I loves me some boxing! Nothing is going to stop me from seeing this fight. I hope he gets his butt whooped. I can't stand that guy. Although, he sure is one speedy little sucker. He can throw them punches at 100 mph. Ick. He makes me sick. He needs to fight Pacquiao again... haha! That was a good fight... Pacquiao handed him his booty on a platter.... muahahaha!

*Sigh*

She's finally gone forever. Thank you, Jesus! No more crap. I can go to work and actually enjoy my day. I thought this day would never come...

Was that necessary?

Okay, I'm not even going to get into whether or not I agree with my peeps protesting again yesterday, but I am going to talk about how messed up the police were when dealing with the crowds. Yes, there were people trying to start stuff -- aren't there always? There is always that one group of idiots that has to ruin for everyone else. For the most part, however, it was pretty peaceful and the protestors were pretty calm.

So, why did the cops feel the need to start shooting people with rubber pellets and pushing people to the floor, only to whack them with batons for not getting up fast enough and moving. Really, police? Busters. This video shows just how out of control it got... to the point that they were pushing female reporters (Fox's Christina Alvarez) and female camera operators who were just there reporting on the events, not causing disturbances.

Well, police, now you've given them even more excuse to hate you and not respect you... Good one!

Identify yourself...

=) I love to get comments, but please identify who you are when leaving me one. Unless you are a member I won't know who you are. Thanks!

The Duck and The Devil

Someone sent me this email today. Good lesson...

There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He
was given a slingshot to play with, out in the woods. He practiced in the
woods, but he could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he
headed back for dinner. As he was ! walking back he saw Grandma's pet
duck.

Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in
the head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved.
In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile, only to
see his sister watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.
After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the dishes."
But Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the
kitchen. Then she whispered to him, "Remember the duck? So Johnny did the
dishes.

Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and
Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper." Sally just
smiled and said," Well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to
help." She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So Sally went fishing
and Johnny stayed to help.

After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally.. he
finally couldn't stand it any longer.

He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck.
Grandma knelt down, gave him a hug, and said, "Sweetheart, I know.
You see, I was standing at the window and I saw the whole thing, but
because I love you, I forgave you. I was just wondering how long you would
let Sally make a slave of you."

Thought for the day and every day thereafter?
Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done... and the devil keeps
throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits,
hatred, anger, bitterness, etc.) ..whatever it is....You need to know that
God was standing at the window and He saw the whole thing..... He has seen
your whole life. He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are
forgiven.

He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.
The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He not only
forgives you, but He forgets..... It is by God's grace and mercy that we
are saved.

Now that we've gotten the intro out of the way...

Arlene, the secretary in my Section that I haven't been able to stand almost since day one of being here, is finally going to be gone forever. Well, hopefully forever (I hear she is trying to keep her contacts open "in case she doesn't like it where she's going," which is funny because she sure is burning bridges like crazy around here). Tomorrow is her last day here and it can't come soon enough. That women has driven both me and Wendy, the other other secretary, CRAZY for as long as we've been here. Peace out, lady, and please don't ever come back. Please...

Wow, Misty's wedding is fast approaching. It's literally in 4 days. 4 days! That means I have 4 days to try to get a little bit of a tan, try to exercise my butt off, get waxed, get a manicure and pedicure, figure out what hairstyle I want to get and where, and who knows what else! Sheesh! and I'm not even the bride. Thank goodness it is almost over though. Too much stress. I don't want to be involved in another wedding for a while... unless it's my own of course, in which case I've already decided that I will be eloping or having a VERY small wedding in Maui or something cool like that where I don't have to do much work. All this planning is too much, especially for someone like me who gets stressed and frazzled a little too easily. We'll see. Let's just focus on getting a good, hansome guy to want to marry me first...

I totally missed church last night on purpose. Bad me. I knew I really had no good excuse not to go, yet I still didn't. It was pure laziness. It was probably also me just giving in to Enemy. Whatever. I'm ashamed of myself. I keep crying about needing real friends that know the Lord, yet I can't bring myself to really go out there and get them. It's hard. (Yet another excuse of mine, but it's true.) I'm really trying to put myself out there, but I.... I just don't know how to explain how hard it is for me to do that. I just worry to much about what people are thinking about me and how they perceive me. That is what holds me back and as ridiculous as it sounds (since I really don't care [too much] what people think when it comes to what I write), it's the truth... Ugh...

You know what's funny about not having a MySpace anymore? How you realize how totally consumed you were with it. Everytime I hear a song that I like, my first instinct is to want to logon to my MySpace and add it to my page. I read news stories and want to post them up so that people can be informed. I now no longer really have a reason to take self-portraits with my digital camara. (Haha! This sounds funny when I go back and read it.) Oh well, life goes on. I will go on with out MySpace. It's not that big of a deal... or is it? Myspace is such a cult...

Welcome...

Okay. This is my brand new blog. I'm starting fresh.

I've left MySpace, where I blogged practically everyday and I'm having withdrawals. I can't go back to MySpace, however, because it's become too High School. So, I've reverted back to Blogger.com.... where I started my blogging career.

I've decided to have rules this time:
1. Nothing about family (unless it's good news; i.e., "So and so" is pregant. Yay!)
2. Keep it about me.
3. Use less negative opinion.
4. Try to keep the people informed (which I did a lot of on MySpace already).
5. Keep my readers limited to only people that I actually have real relationships with.

So, hopefully this works out for me. I am the kind of person that has to vent about life and blogging is very therapuetic for me, so I'm sticking to it.

I can't promise that absolutely no one will be offended by what I write, but I'm hoping that it isn't as bad as on MySpace...