Tuesday, August 27, 2002


More madness tomorrow. I am considering bringing my microcassette recorder to class to capture some of the finest moments @ FC. Will Rowley. Sounds like a plain, mild-mannered name. One never would have guessed by the name.

CCC meeting tomorrow. I heard more good news. We are receiving massive support from the local churches. It is weird how it is all coming together and that God is pulling together all of these resources when all of us happen to be there. Not that we are anything, but we have lots to reasons to be excited and be hopeful for.

Let's save some lives.


And have a lot of fun on the way!

Friday, August 23, 2002

hope moving is going absolutely peachy.
don't strain your big bulging muscles
too much mr officer sir.
heem nae ra, heem!
only in dreams
we see what it means
reach out our hands
hold on to hers
but when we wake
it's all been erased
and so it seems
only in dreams


"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."

I was packing up to get ready to move tomorrow, and I found my high school senior yearbook.
I started looking through it, and read what people wrote on it...
I was a loner in high school, so my yearbook isn't filled with gazillion signatures like other people's, alas, looking through it again brought back some memories, good and bad.
I wonder where everyone is now?
What are they doing?
Have they changed at all?

I want to see my old Garbage Grove friends again.
I bet they forgot about me.

Thursday, August 22, 2002

"The horror. The horror."

I just called my DSL provider's customer service line to check up on the transfer request I made last week. The guy was pretty nice, and he told me that though they had tried to make the transfer date that I had requested (8/23 - Friday), Pacific Bell couldn't do it until the 30th (the Friday after). So after today, I guess I won't be online for a week. Can I survive?

Boy: What gifts Boy?! I have none. No wait, yeah I do. Remember when we took that spiritual gift test not too long ago? Well I found out that my "gift" was CELIBACY. Awesome ain't it. "The Fellowship of the...?" hahaha that's friggin' hilarious.

Jen: It's okay, I got some people to help me. Though your "super human strength" would've been a big help. Have fun at retreat!

Wednesday, August 21, 2002

"After the meeting though, I felt better about CCC, and dare I say, a little excited?"


Boy! I see the leader in you! hahaha . . . try not to think of it as a title . . . it is much easier to accept that way. I know we have a lot of fun with all of the guys. Countless things come to mind when I think of "good times" with you and the crew. I am excited to spend time with y'all at school and encourage each other to do well academically. But think about if we worked together to bring at least one person to Christ. Wouldn't that cast a shadow on everything else we've done? It is time boy, it is time!

We are facing a lot of opposition. Spiritually I feel that a lot of prayer will be required in order for breakthrough on the campus. Hearing about the past leaders, I am going to search for some prayer accountability to make sure that we have backup. You have a lot of gifts and I want to see you start using them. We can do it, I have no doubt about it. I know these people do not deserve salvation anymore than we do and that there is going to be a huge battle for that campus. I keep thinking of Brent telling us about the number of occult clubs that are on campus. We have to try and start putting our prayers into practice. We have each other and most of all we have THE GOD OF THE UNIVERSE!

We need a cool little name for our crew. The Fellowship of the . . . ?

See you @ school.

my super human stregnth would come in handy on friday, but i have to go to hs retreat... sorry man.
i'm so happy that you are having fun at school... told ya so... school is a great place... i love it i love it~!!
the whole CCC shindig seems really cool.. great place for ya'll to share Jesus, since half of FPC seems to attend FJC. oooh... FPC... FJC... hmm...
good nite my friend.

Tuesday, August 20, 2002

I'm moving this Friday!
Anyone wanna help me?
A truck would be nice.

"Why waste time learning, when ignorance is instantaneous?"

First day of school...

It was pretty crazy.
My only class for today was Philosophy, which started at 12. I left my apartment around 10:45 since parking at school is really bad the first couple of weeks. I met Adrian at the Student Center, and killed some time playing/watching arcade games. Adrian told me that Paul killed everyone in Marvel vs. Capcom 2 yesterday, and apparently one of the guys he beat was playing right there. So we waited for Paul to show up and rape that guy again, but he didn't come. We headed for class and saw Michelle already sitting down; she was trying to add the class. Then after a few minutes Paul and Solomon came in, then Lisa after that.

6 of us in one class.
Can you imagine?

I think the class will be pretty fun, even the teacher is really cool and funny. I remember he was talking about the textbook and how the book companies (publishers) "rape" us with extremely high prices. No one really laughed except me, Adrian, and Paul. I dunno, it was just really funny to us.

After class, we went to get books, then came back to school and ate lunch. Adrian wanted us to attend the CCC meeting at 3, so we killed about an hour in the arcade (again).

CCC... this is not something I really planned on joining. I've never really thought about joining a campus ministry, because I thought church would be enough for me. Adrian told me a little about CCC, and he said that their focus is on sharing the gospel. Outreach is not something I really want to be a part of right now, I mean, I want to focus on myself first. Me, learning more about God. Me, loving God more. Me, growing.

So I decided to go to the meeting, just to see what it would be like, meet their leader, stuff like that.

We met in the cafe area behind the Student Center. There was the 5 of us, Brent the "leader", and 2 girls, Gretchen and Jae, 8 of us total.

First I thought, "this is it?"

We introduced ourselves, then shared a little about our experiences and expectations of the group, and Brent told us about the ministry and its goals. Then he went on to explain what we'll be doing and what our roles would be as leaders.

Wait, back it up a little. What did you just say?

So, yeah. I'm one of the leaders of CCC.
We all are.
Or something.
Adrian tricked us.
That dirty ol' bastard.

After the meeting though, I felt better about CCC, and dare I say, a little excited? I dunno, Brent seems like a cool guy and Adrian seems to be really excited about it, so I think it'll be okay. We'll make Adrian the chief. Leader leader. Yeah.

We saw a lot of people from church. We saw Ruben, Surfer John, Steve, Grace (Kim), Jennifer (Lee), and even Richard! And there's more we haven't seen: Doos, Janet, and more...?

This is crazy.
And it has only begun.

Monday, August 19, 2002

"I'm so hunger."

Back to civilization after a trip to Catalina...

To tell you the truth, it wasn't too great.
I ended up sleeping most of the time, and barely got in the water once.
Maybe it was the gloomy weather.
Maybe it was my laziness.
Maybe it was the hunger.
Whatever it was, I'm just glad I'm back home.


I found out that I might have worms.
It explains why I haven't gained any weight since, oh... 9th grade?
I eat A LOT, Jenny can back me up on that, and I usually only stop eating 'cause I get sick of the food or I just get tired of eating, not because I get full.
If I do get full, I usually get hungry again after about an hour.
I'm a freak.
So I'm kinda freaked out.
What if I DO have worms?


School starts tomorrow.
Well it officially does, but I actually start on Tuesday since I only have classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. (and Saturdays for guitar)
We're kinda screwed 'cause we registered late and they haven't sent us our schedules yet.
So if we go to class, they might not have our info as registered students.
Fun fun fun.

Helloo... it is i... jenny~! It was fun being in the eating group with you. You eat alot. I enjoyed watching you eat. We must eat together again. Have fun at school tomorrow ~ STudy Hard~!!! ^^

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

You are an Accord EX-V6. You're not quite plebian, but you're a comfortable and conservative sort of person who keeps a balanced view and level head during a conflict. You can be rather demanding at times, but it's all in a pursuit to keep things mellow.

which honda are you? | visit high mileage
I found the original remote control for the TV. My family was looking for it for months, but after spending 10 minutes looking for it . . . it turned up. I played a little bit of Halo. It looks really nice, but for some reason when you play the game . . . the lighting is real dark, even with the brightness maxed out. I was extremely tired and ended up just sleeping some more. I cannot believe how exhausted I was after our power session @ school. Coffee is going to be my best friend this semester. Until next time!

Tuesday, August 13, 2002

"Are you farting now?" - Paul

The FJC Crew (me, Paul, Adrian, Lisa, Solomon) spent 7 hours at school, meeting with counselors and registering for classes.
7 freakin' hours.
It wasn't that bad though, and we ended up signing up for most of the classes together.
We are all taking psychology and philosophy together.
They're also taking sociology, except me 'cause I've already taken it.
Solo and I are also taking guitar together, but it's on a Saturday.
That's okay though, since it's not really a "real" class, it'll be kickback.

Can you imagine all of us in class together?
Chaos. Pure chaos.

Man, I'm actually excited about school.


Dijonnaise = ruthless.


Adrian's TV sucks.
Okay, not really.
We tried to play Halo on his X-Box today, but we couldn't 'cause he couldn't change his TV into "video mode" (video1, video2, etc.) since his "new" remote didn't have a button for that.
I ended up sleeping for a couple of hours while they messed around with the TV.
They failed.


Paul and I are preparing for Thursday's LAN Party Extravaganza by having a little LAN session at my place.
I'll be practicing some strats (yeah right) and Paul we'll be practicing "not-LAN-cheating." (double yeah right)
here'smy diagnosis:

I do not know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere around territory of modern South Afrika approximately on 1725.
Your profession was dancer, singer, actor.
Your brief psychological profile in that past life:
Ruthless character, carefully weighing his decisions in critical situations, with excellent self-control and strong will. Such people are generally liked, but not always loved.
Lesson, that your last past life brought to present:
To combat violence and disharmony in our world, to understand its roots and origins. All global problems have similar origins.

... actually, that lesson was something i learned not from my past life, but from being a sociology major.
This is completely BS, but it's fun anyway.

Here's my "diagnosis":

I do not know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.
You were born somewhere around territory of modern Portugal approximately on 975.
Your profession was jeweler, watch-maker.


Your brief psychological profile in that past life:
Inquisitive, inventive, liked to get to the very bottom of things and to rummage in books. Talent for drama, natural born actor.


Lesson, that your last past life brought to present:
The world is full of ill and lonely people. You should help those, who are less fortunate than you are.

I was a female jeweler that liked books.
Go figure.
lol hahahahahahaha . . . oh man

Monday, August 12, 2002


Jules, you crack me up.
I'm sorry I violated you.
You kinda snuck up on my elbow there.
It was all an accident.
Of course.
man, julie.
so wrong.
sick and wrong i say.
for shame woman.
hello you sexy cop.
my left boob was harrassed by your right elbow.
you bad cop.

glad you had fun at the concert.
sux to be me i've never been to a concert.
death to all concertgoers.

:| ........ :O WO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jules: We're all gonna be three little Fonzies - and what was Fonzie?!
Yolanda: Cool?
Jules: Correct-a-mundo!

I got to see my new apartment today.
It looked okay; my room is is fairly small, but I don't really need that much room anyway.
I just have a few minor complaints: it's on the second floor, so moving is going to be a pain in the arse.
And there's no phone jacks in my room.
Actually, we only saw one phone jack in the whole apartment, it was in the kitchen.
Oh and the bathroom is located near the master bedroom, so that may cause some weird circumstances when I'm using it.

Janet and Grace came over to my place (the old one) and made fajitas, which were really good.
Actually, it was all Janet.
Grace and I basically just washed the vegetables and stuff, that's about it.
Dooj, Angela, and Doos came over a little later and hung out with us.
We watched a little TV, and played some Crazy Taxi on the Dreamcast.
Janet was having the time of life playing that game, but she sucked.
Grace was the best out of all the girls.
Then they looked through my photo album.
Grace has looked through that thing like 5 times, and she still seems to enjoy it everytime.
Is it that funny Gracie?
Janet provided the commentary throughout the whole thing, making stuff up as she went.
I think she liked it.


It's Monday, which means work.
Which reminds me, I worked with Christie (the Kristen Kreuk look-alike) again on Saturday, which made it two shifts in a row for us.
I find it really weird that I'm working with her now after all the hype and finally "seeing" her a week ago.
Hmm... could this be a sign?
Yeah right.

I'm also going to register for classes with Adrian, Lisa, Paul, and Solomon.
I hope we'll take some classes together, that'll be fun.
I can sleep through the lectures and get the notes from them.

Saturday, August 10, 2002

"Even the emo kids can get down and have a good time."

That was the best. concert. evar.
The fact that it was my first concert (evar) kinda helped, I guess.

First up, Sparta.
We had no idea who these guys were, but I thought they actually sounded pretty good. I couldn't understand the words (they screamed a lot) but musically, they were good, especially the drummer. They're apparently from Texas, which was weird since I thought the lead singer sounded British.

Next up, Dashboard Confessional.
The girls went wild. (no, not like on TV)
They were okay, but their style is just too different, and they played waaaaay too many songs. I was there to see Weezer dammit!

Finally, Weezer. (or Weejus like the Japanese call 'em)
They were awesome.
To tell you the truth, we (me, Eric, Dooj, Brian) weren't feeling too great about the show, especially after Dashboard finished their set, and wasn't expecting much from Weezer either.
Then they came on.
It was over.
They had me at "My Name Is Jonas."
And Rivers, you had me at "we're gonna get medieval on your ass."
Good times, my friends. Good times.

The damn traffic after the show almost ruined it though. We were stuck, literally not moving, for about 90 minutes. And people started going crazy - there was a fight (almost), guys running around in their boxers, this huge fat guy mooning everyone, some girls on a truck flashing people, guys taking pictures of the girls, two girls in front of us dancing in their car, couple of guys looking for AA batteries (for God knows what), etc. etc.

Another thing that almost ruined it: this asian guy kept lighting up his stogie and it smelled like crap. And he did it like every 5 minutes. I wish I had Steve's dart blower so I could shoot him.

Friday, August 09, 2002

"He who laughs last thinks slowest."

Okay Julie hasn't been paying attention.
No, that girl does not look like Kristen Kreuk, but she is kinda sorta pretty.
Yes, she is nice. (I worked with her for the first time on Wednesday)
I'll be working on Saturday, if you want to come, again.


Tomorrow Today we're going to the Weezer concert.
After the beach.
... I've been just informed that youth group is going to the beach too.
What a coincidence.

Thursday, August 08, 2002

hey there's this pretty girl at islands.
she looks like the girl on smallville but with lighter hair and crookeder face.
but then she's not really that pretty, just has that prettiness illusion.
but she seems nice.
but i was sad that she was not you.
because i was expecting a daniel.
over and out.

Wednesday, August 07, 2002

im coming tomorrow....be home around 12am.... HOPEFULLY we had many problems with the plane...
so please pray...

Tuesday, August 06, 2002

Chick Hearn, 1916 - 2002.

I can't believe he's gone.

Even though I don't really like the Lakers anymore (it's all about the Mavericks), I still fondly remember watching their games on TV, when they had Sedale Threatt and a very young Nick Van Exel playing guard, with Chick calling the game with Stu.

I loved how he would tell it like it is. Even though he was the broadcaster for the Lakers, he wasn't afraid to criticize his own team. He was notorious for always making fun of Shaq's free throw ability. (or lack thereof)

Good lord. Can you imagine watching/listening to a Laker game without him? As Magic said, "there will never be another Chick Hearn." Indeed.

Monday, August 05, 2002

"You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake."

It doesn't really matter who she is, I only like her for her looks.
bones, you're killin me [us?] here
who's the new girl?
not the island's girl, but THE girl.
i await this great revelation sittin on the edge
of my seat while twiddling my thumbs.
Good times.

"I am Jack's raging bile duct."

I've been hearing about this hot girl that works at Islands for sometime. (to Heidi: that's "her")
First, it was from the other workers at Islands.
Then Jane (Seon) told me about her and she said she "couldn't breathe" when she saw the girl.
Doojin's friends thought she was hot.
So did Eric's friends.
They thought she looked like Kristen Kreuk (from Smallville) so they call her Kristy. (which is ironic, since her real name is Christie)
So with all this hype, we decided to check her it out for ourselves.
Me, Dooj, and Eric went to Islands today for lunch, and finally saw her.
Folks, she is not that pretty.
And I don't think she looks like Kristen Kreuk either.
Biggest disappointment of the year.


Thank you Amy, for making me feel like crap tonight.

On our drive back to church from Janet's house, she lovingly pointed out how "similar" my "ex-girlfriend" and the girl I currently like, are.
About how they're both "cute."
About how they're both "bubbly."
Etc, etc.
Then she pointed out that I'm superficial and only like pretty girls.
I guess I'm just a shallow guy.

That whole "hot Islands girl" episode flows really well into this one.
who's "HER"?

Sunday, August 04, 2002

????? please not me, wait good stuff right?

"It's happening."

Great movie.
Go watch it.
M. Night Shyamalan, that guy writes good stories.
I wish I can write.


Car wash turned out pretty well. We made over $450. That's good, right? I kinda felt out of place in the beginning, since I've been out of youth group for, oh, 4 years.
It was fun. We got wet. We got burned. We got fed.


Okay I just had one of the strangest dreams EVAR, but I can't remember it!!! That just sucks. Well I do remember one little tiny part of it - it concerns Dooj. He'll tell me it doesn't mean anything though.


Today we're gonna go see her!
Wish us luck!

Thursday, August 01, 2002


Today we mourn the passing of an old friend, by the name of Common Sense. Common Sense lived a long life but died in the United States from heart failure just after the new millennium. No one really knows how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He selflessly devoted his life to service in schools, hospitals, homes, & factories helping folks get jobs done without fanfare and foolishness. For decades, petty rules, silly laws, and frivolous lawsuits held no power over Common Sense. He was credited with cultivating such valued lessons as to know when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm, and that life isn't always fair.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn), reliable renting strategies (the adults are in charge, not the kids), and it's okay to come in second. A veteran of the Industrial Revolution, the Great Depression, and the Technological Revolution, Common Sense survived cultural and educational trends
including body piercing, "whole language," and "new math." But his health declined when he became infected with the "If-it-only-helps-one-person-it's-worth-it" virus. In recent decades his waning strength proved no match for the ravages of well intentioned but overbearing regulations. He watched in pain as good people became ruled by self-serving lawyers. His health rapidly deteriorated when schools endlessly implemented zero-tolerance policies.

Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, a teen suspended for taking a swig of mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student only worsened his condition. It declined even further when schools had to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student but could not inform the parent when a female student was pregnant or wanted an abortion.

Finally, Common Sense lost his will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, churches became businesses, criminals received better treatment than victims, and federal judges stuck their noses in everything from the Boy Scouts to professional sports. Finally, when a woman, too stupid to realize that a steaming cup of
coffee was hot, was awarded a huge settlement, Common Sense threw in the towel.

As the end neared, Common Sense drifted in and out of logic but was kept informed of developments regarding questionable regulations such as those for low flow toilets, rocking chairs, and stepladders.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers: My Rights, and Ima Whiner. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

- author unknown.
from "The Brain Test" on Emode:

Daniel, you are Balanced-brained

That means you are able to draw on the strengths of both the right and left hemispheres of your brain, depending upon a given situation.

When you need to explain a complicated process to someone, or plan a detailed vacation, the left hemisphere of your brain, which is responsible for your ability to solve problems logically, might kick in. But if you were critiquing an art opening or coming up with an original way to file papers, the right side of your brain, which is responsible for noticing subtle details in things, might take over.

While many people have clearly dominant left- or right-brained tendencies, you are able to draw on skills from both hemispheres of your brain. This rare combination makes you a very creative and flexible thinker.

The down side to being balanced-brained is that you may sometimes feel paralyzed by indecision when the two hemispheres of your brain are competing to solve a problem in their own unique ways.
that’s my new best friend
Ann Disaster’s her name
we’re passin’ out on the carpet
and our attributes are the same
it’s the slacker lifestyle
that we do so well
bills are due on Monday
and I’m oblivious can't you tell

- Ben Kweller

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