"Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance."  -James 1:2-3

Thanks Pastor Mern!

sigh...back at work.  apparently, everyone here was under the impression that i was ill and that's why i wasn't here thurs and fri last week.  They kept asking me if i was ok.  this doctor/researcher even told me, "hmmm...it looks like you could use a few more days off"  UGH!  i am TIRED, okay.

the retreat went by FAST.  it is confirmed...i am OLD.   i remember when we used to stay up all night playing cards, then go to the diner and talk til the sun came up.  get mebbe an hour of sleep and be up in time for breakfast.  I'd feel a little tired, but not tired enough to have to sacrifice my free time for naps. 

SIGH...how times have changed.  i sleep at 2, can barely get up at 7:30 and naps during free time are absolutely necessary.  For example, most of my free time friday was used up for praise practice (although i did manage to squeeze in an hour nap).  so i told myself that i would make it up the next day, especially since all my friends and especially my very good friend would be there by friday night.  And so, i'm asleep friday night at 3ish...wake up at 8, miss breakfast.  I'm barely awake for the keynote, even tho i had a good 5 hours sleep.  And finally, free time rolls around.  I say i'll take a little nap and then go watch my very good friend play ball.  But does that happen, NOOOOOOO.  i ended up taking a good 3.5 hour nap and then free time was over. 

WHAT IS UP WITH THAT? i suck  i had NO free time.  But anyway, i thought the speaker was GREAT...it was like being at Comedy Cellar and church at the same time.  But most importantly, it allayed my fears that i had royally screwed up my life by not going to med school.  Because as much as i knew that the profession wasn't for me, all the antagonism from my parents and their friends made me doubt myself at times.  But at the retreat, it was like God was telling me, "you'll be ok...just do your thing, girl...do what you gotta do, I'll take care of you."  SO MED SCHOOL CAN KISS MY ASS!!! WOOHOO!!!

MINE!!! ALL MINE!!! Paid for with my OWN money!!! WOOHOO!!!  I feel RICH!!! MUAHAHAHA!!! yeah right...i think now i'm broke everyone donate to my fund.  Besides, i'm working hard trying to potentially save your mental health in the future, you guys owe me! think of it as pre-paying for treatment!!

Thanks to EVERYONE who helped me configure my NEW COMPUTER! imagine ME asking jeyi99 for computer help!  hee hee hee!!! And thanks to Shift747 who tried to get me a better deal.  CHEAPO!!! hee hee j/k! Sigh. ALL those confusing terms...what the hell do they mean?!

i'm SICK I was soooo happy to get thru the winter w/o illness...who woulda thought that i would get the flu in the SUMMER?! and when i told my oh so sympathetic parents that i had a fever, they started yelling at me about how i don't know how to take care of myself.  My dad even reported his bottles of water consumed to number of trips to the bathroom ratio (10:2) and said that i must've not taken enought water and therefore, not peed enough.  (for those of you who were there, you can testify that i drank TONS of water and I peed MANY MANY times).

Anyhow, my team miraculously came in second place! WOOHOO!!!! Had some friendly games and one unfriendly game...and i did NOT run anyone over.  I got DARK but not burned...whew.  And of course it's always nice to have one of my parents always lurking around on their "Project: Find the boyfriend and judge him based only on looks" mission.  Oh, we must not forget their equally annoying "Project: Find the nice boys" mission...the boy posessing qualities most like our friend A_ _ wins.  ANY non-doctor/non-lawyer boy taller than 5'8", with spiky hair, a good personality, a motorcycle and a build bigger than a toothpick is automatically out of the running.  Those boys are the "bad boys".  oh well...that's ok...i'm already deemed a BAD GIRL and bad girls never listen to their parents!!!

sigh...the annual softball tournament...AKA our annual humiliation ritual.  i HATE losing, especially to little BOYS.  oh well, it don't matter if we win or lose, as long as we look good...and heckle loudly!!! GOOOOO UNION!!!  Those who are not playing in the games must be present to distract the boys on the other team...meaning SHORT SHORT SKIRTS and skimpy tops!!!  GOOOO LEU SISTERS!!!!

Who watched American Idol yesterday? I DID, I DID!!! that show is the GREATEST! i LOVE Simon. He's hilarious...it's even funnier when Paula Abdul tries to shoot him down with not so good comebacks. 

But some of those kids are GOOD. i liked Tamyra Gray the BEST! Yes, even better than America's favorite: Justin.  I dunno about Justin...everyone's swooning over him...WHY? he's good, but he KNOWS he's good, even tho he's playing the modest card.  I don't like that.  Besides, Justin is a boy and we all know that GIRLS RULE!

I missed most of the beginning because I spent half an hour trying to explain the concept of the show to my parents.  Whenever the judges were being "honest" my mom would gasp and go "too harsh, too harsh".  Yeah, this coming from the woman who would tell us that we're fat and ugly in the blink of an eye.  My dad just sat there and laughed.

But I can't believe people actually call in and vote.  I wanted to, but that would entail writing down the number, going upstairs, getting the phone and calling until i got through.  Too much work.  Yes, we like the American Idol, but we LOVE american indolence!

OMIGOSH someone STOLE my little boy getting his penis squished picture from my site and put it on their own.  RUDENESS!!!

of all the American accents, the Boston accent must be THE most annoying one.  I watched The Perfect Storm for the first time last night; it took me half the movie to get used to that accent. 

Actually, the heavy midwestern accent (e.g. Susan, the truck driver, from Survivor 1) also ranks high on my most annoying accent list.  AAARGH...that nasal "Ohhh" sound...AAAAAAAAARGH i can't stand it.

Hmmm...the Southern accent doesn't really sound bad (except when paired with the Britney Spears whispery voice...) it's just hard to understand.  It's actually more amusing than it is annoying.  I like the Southern Baptists when they preach. hee hee hee! AAAA-MEN!

And of course, my FAVORITE accent...my beloved NOO YAWK accent. AAAAh...like music to my ears.  Say it with me now...TAWK, DAWG, DAYAM, CAWL, AWFF, SKAYANK, FUHH-GLY.  Then because of our diversity, we can mix in foreign words as part of our every day vocabulary, like...that DAYAM CHOW HAI, YOUZ FUHH-GLY or that SKAYANK HO PUTA, GET AWFFA MY MAN! See how easy english is here in the NYC...you don't even have to learn the english terms for certain words.  Then we have silent words like: <<^>>, which is applicable for all circumstances and can be combined with any spoken word.

Everyone, feel free to make suggestions for my DILF list! (I think you hafta actually see my page to see the list.)

I currently have a student/slave under my tutelage.  muahahaha! But she's a Brit.  Well, sorta...she grew up in the US of A, moved to new zealand half way thru HS and attended Jr college in england...so now, she has an accent and calls herself a brit, even tho she's basically an American who studied abroad for a few years.  But enough with the technicalities.  So this girl, let's just call her Ms. Snooty-Stuffy-I-got-a-scone-up-my-ass. was described to me as being "cerebral".  I interpreted that to mean she was smart...but no...it just means that she's got the inquisitiveness of a 3 yr old ("why?" "why?" "why?" why?") and that she forgets things right after i tell her...oh and she drops things a lot too.   Ah...the PERFECT student.  She's like one of those annoying people in class who raise their hands and repeats, in question form, what the prof JUST said. 

Anyhow, i like to play my mp3's at work because, well, work is boring.  And so i while i was working, the Brit was at my computer doing whatever Brits do on the computer.  And i hear the intro to Jay Z's "best of me"...and then i hear it skip to the next song.  So i think...hmmm...prolly just a computer glich.  A few minutes later, I hear the intro to Eve and then ANOTHER skip.  This time, i look over and the BRIT has my winamp open and is freely SKIPPING any non-pale-skinned song.  Does she ask me, oh i don't enjoy black people music...is it ok if i listen to brit music? NO. So, i shoot her a nasty look and she closes the window, but WHO DOES THAT?  I don't do that when she plays her kylie minogue over and over again.

And ANOTHER thing...she said to me, "oh, i am VERY impressed with your English.  As far as I can tell,  I do not detect the slightest bit of an accent (then she giggles)."  Yeah...see, i  born in Chinky-land, but i studying in Noo Yawk many many year.  So, i speakuh engrish vehly vehly good... DAMN these ignorant people.  I think i need to purchase a whip to make our working relationship a success.