oi. frick, dude. i have a wicked case of insomnia, and apparently a strong urge to indulge in surfer speak. anyways. this is completely unrelated to class... but "ominna" post it here anyways (george carlin colorless green ideas or whatever). today was gynormously craptastic. how's that for the use of 2 nonsense words in one breath. you can thank my brother for "gynormous" and my friend sheri for "craptastic." heh. i guess "gynormous" is obviously something that both "gigantic"and "enormous" in stature. "craptastic" is a conglomeration of "crap" and "fantastic," so I guess it's kind of an oxymoron... or a facetious commentary on how the day was at or just above par.
my apartment smells like chocolate mint.... mmmm thin mint girlscout cookies *drools*
SO. why. ok. after coming home from a WICKED busy day on friday:
(eg) 5:30a: rise/dress for work___6a-8a: daycare___11am-run errands 12p-130p: tutor at library (the big research paper project)
2-6pm: daycare___6-615: shopping for teen leaders____630-9: fundraise for teen leaders at teen night (we started out with nothing and we made $50! woohoo!)___9-915: quick run home and gussy up for the dance ___930p-12a: dance at SLC like a frickin idiot___somewhere between 1-4am: watch matrix/fall asleep.
so. got up this morning around 10 am with a stiff neck and a pretty nasty bruise on my arm from moshing last night. it's my friend's 24th birthday today, so i headed up to GB... my main purpose was to celebrate with her... but also check out flutes. I've had a student model for about 13 years now... and i've decided that i need to step up to the plate. it was cool because i knew that henri's was having a gynormous sale... but i headed to heid first to see what their prices were... thank GOD i did that... cause i went to henri's and saved like 200 bucks! CHACHING... new flute for jenny. come to the SLC wind ensemble winter concert to see/hear it in action... it's "smooth like buttah" as one of my former munchkins would say.
anyways. after purchasing said instrument...and dealing with a jackass of a band director I never ever wanted to see again (my favorite one left right before my senior year in HS)... i wasnt about to leave it in my car whilst galavanting around GB all day, so I headed over to the humble abumble (thanks ryskie) of my maternal unit. We chilled and watched what women want... i wasnt too sold on the idea at first... i'm not a big fan of chick flicks... but it's stinkin HILARIOUS. any movie that showcases mel gibson attempting to wax his legs and put on control-top panty hose is a flipping MUST SEE. heh.
when finished with that, I headed over to my second home and favorite coffee shop of all time, The Attic Books and Coffee. I conversed for a while with my favorite employee Ben... whom I hadn't seen since the end of summer. I read the book of Deuteronomy for about 2 hours... i also wrote another God-inspired poem *more later* ....and then headed off to the oneida st. perkins to have dinner with amber, her mom, and kelly.
1-2-3 yay! so after discussing girly wedding things and gorging our hungry tummies, kelly and amber went off to get amy, and i headed over to bay park mall... with plans to meet at the movie theatre at 815 for a viewing of the corpse bride.... i headed over to hot topic to see if my order was in *short aside: i ordered a cool shirt for my mom for her birthday which is oct 31. i ordered it on july 29th- i've already been in there twice to see if the order was in... the second time they said there was a mix up and they'd fix it.* so surprise. it wasn't flipping there... visions of little adorable creatures being mercilessly squashed flowed through my brain. i asked to register a complaint and promptly left.
went to the movie. saw a FLIPPIN SWEET PREVIEW FOR HARRY POTTER 4. *SQUEALS with delight!* the Corpse Bride was OK. i prolly would have enjoyed it more had the entire row of IDIOTS behind me shut up for 5 consecutive seconds... but eh... what was i gonna do? there were no blunt objects within my reach.
so after the movie, went back to mom's to pick up the new baby... and drove home to jennytowoc... lovingly dubbed "the 'Twoc" by some of my oshkosh friends. heh.
tried to pick up where i left off with the matrix... tried to sleep... but i'm afraid the penguins will eat me in my sleep. so here i sit at 230 am... knowing that i have to wake up at 7 am... be to church at 730... and possibly play flute... and then go to the life rally at 2pm with my buddy steveo and then do life teen from 430-9p.
FRICK! i know it's not too PC, but the imagery is frickin hilarious:
my apartment smells like chocolate mint.... mmmm thin mint girlscout cookies *drools*
SO. why. ok. after coming home from a WICKED busy day on friday:
(eg) 5:30a: rise/dress for work___6a-8a: daycare___11am-run errands 12p-130p: tutor at library (the big research paper project)
2-6pm: daycare___6-615: shopping for teen leaders____630-9: fundraise for teen leaders at teen night (we started out with nothing and we made $50! woohoo!)___9-915: quick run home and gussy up for the dance ___930p-12a: dance at SLC like a frickin idiot___somewhere between 1-4am: watch matrix/fall asleep.
so. got up this morning around 10 am with a stiff neck and a pretty nasty bruise on my arm from moshing last night. it's my friend's 24th birthday today, so i headed up to GB... my main purpose was to celebrate with her... but also check out flutes. I've had a student model for about 13 years now... and i've decided that i need to step up to the plate. it was cool because i knew that henri's was having a gynormous sale... but i headed to heid first to see what their prices were... thank GOD i did that... cause i went to henri's and saved like 200 bucks! CHACHING... new flute for jenny. come to the SLC wind ensemble winter concert to see/hear it in action... it's "smooth like buttah" as one of my former munchkins would say.
anyways. after purchasing said instrument...and dealing with a jackass of a band director I never ever wanted to see again (my favorite one left right before my senior year in HS)... i wasnt about to leave it in my car whilst galavanting around GB all day, so I headed over to the humble abumble (thanks ryskie) of my maternal unit. We chilled and watched what women want... i wasnt too sold on the idea at first... i'm not a big fan of chick flicks... but it's stinkin HILARIOUS. any movie that showcases mel gibson attempting to wax his legs and put on control-top panty hose is a flipping MUST SEE. heh.
when finished with that, I headed over to my second home and favorite coffee shop of all time, The Attic Books and Coffee. I conversed for a while with my favorite employee Ben... whom I hadn't seen since the end of summer. I read the book of Deuteronomy for about 2 hours... i also wrote another God-inspired poem *more later* ....and then headed off to the oneida st. perkins to have dinner with amber, her mom, and kelly.
1-2-3 yay! so after discussing girly wedding things and gorging our hungry tummies, kelly and amber went off to get amy, and i headed over to bay park mall... with plans to meet at the movie theatre at 815 for a viewing of the corpse bride.... i headed over to hot topic to see if my order was in *short aside: i ordered a cool shirt for my mom for her birthday which is oct 31. i ordered it on july 29th- i've already been in there twice to see if the order was in... the second time they said there was a mix up and they'd fix it.* so surprise. it wasn't flipping there... visions of little adorable creatures being mercilessly squashed flowed through my brain. i asked to register a complaint and promptly left.
went to the movie. saw a FLIPPIN SWEET PREVIEW FOR HARRY POTTER 4. *SQUEALS with delight!* the Corpse Bride was OK. i prolly would have enjoyed it more had the entire row of IDIOTS behind me shut up for 5 consecutive seconds... but eh... what was i gonna do? there were no blunt objects within my reach.
so after the movie, went back to mom's to pick up the new baby... and drove home to jennytowoc... lovingly dubbed "the 'Twoc" by some of my oshkosh friends. heh.
tried to pick up where i left off with the matrix... tried to sleep... but i'm afraid the penguins will eat me in my sleep. so here i sit at 230 am... knowing that i have to wake up at 7 am... be to church at 730... and possibly play flute... and then go to the life rally at 2pm with my buddy steveo and then do life teen from 430-9p.
FRICK! i know it's not too PC, but the imagery is frickin hilarious:
I'm busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest!
Monday i start my clinic 2 at lincoln... i start at like 1145 or something... which i need to change to like 930-2 because of work... and then tuesday i get my braces off.... WEEEEEEEEE!!!!! braces off! i'm going to buy a pack of wrigley's spearmint gum and CHEW THE WHOLE THING on tuesday... and... AND! I have about 10 golden delicious apples at home too!!! YAY! i should get some caramel dip... and also my favorite Krunchers Jalepeño chips.... i don't think i'll eat them all at the same time though... that would be ackie. braces off tuesday, retainer on wednesday..
ok. now. the poem you all have been waiting for...(bad jenny, ending a sentence type thingy with a preposition. am i even an english major anymore? sheesh... take heed, noble readers... THIS is what can happen to your head after one merciless night of binge drinking.... you want details? ask me... anyways) might need a little revising... but here's the sloppy copy (any misspelling is intended):
God is my strength when i am weak
push me through the week,
shove me through the door
1500 words galore
my brain would implode
explode decode
inner brain
go insane
sing refrain
retain complain
antagonistic
so sweet simplistic
can't resist it
on my checklist
don't wanna miss it
try to keep up
wake the people up
I'm in deep up
to my neck
dunno what the heck
is goin on
where did i go wrong
with a fairy tail prince
tryin not to wince
as i lean in for a kiss
from this frog dog boy
who considers me a toy
to be played- a goal in the game
his version is lame
only himself to blame
I'm not a lion to be tamed
outta his 15 minutes of fame
he doesn't ignite my flame
the way the One does it
can't get enough of it
gotta love it
rise above it
this pathetic human existence
the rest of them
nest in
and call it the best
unless you're first you're last
get in line
sell your time and face
feelin so outta place-
I'm not the only one saved
by His grateful growing grasping gratifying grace
just seems so hard sometimes
when people get in the wrong line
headed away from Him
don't know where to begin
how do I start
to inspire love in their hearts
start start start
STOP
come to a dead end- heart halved in 2
make it drop to the floor
reach out to the poor and the broken
His words are spoken
from my malicious malevolent mediochre mouth
some listen, some cross arms and doubt
Lord, help turn their hearts about
-face
win the race
saved just in case
get 'em at their own pace
and place in time
tell em "you are mine
you're worth of my time
you make me proud when you shine
just like the apple of my eye that was first to fall
like the Son that died to save you all
so I could have you here with me
for the remainder of all eternity"
bring back the unbelievers
the liars, tricksters, rapists, deceivers,
the poor, the proud, prostitutes and gays,
the kids whose anger burns ablaze,
the ones checkin off their final days,
the ones who cut and bleed to self-amaze
the betrayers, run-away-ers, never-pray-ers--
wrap 'em tight
show show show us
you'll never let go of us
that you love and need us
plead with us
grieve with us
believe in us
cause
you know
you KNOW
we'll show the progress
one day we'll confess-
fall, crawl, walk, run back to you
and see all that you do
and how you adore us
even when we are weak
and don't know how to speak
when we outcast the freak
when the drugs make us reek
when we're headed up SH creek
when we sin and we sneak
Lord help us realize
it's You we should seek.
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