3.11.2004

i see london i see france

yes, its been a shwile. i'm shwell aware. so shut yo face, wigga.

the client i downloaded ain't workin so much, as in its unwilling to sign on so i can't really update with it and i'm too lazy to go through internet explorer now. i suck.

I FOUND A COOL POEM! it's ganked from indwes.com, from a thread about whether or not using birth control will send you to hell. god forbid we waste precious sperm. it's gold. GOLD, I TELL YOU! (like they don't have enough....*snort*)

anarchist rich
Posted: Mar 11 2004, 05:02 AM

Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
If a sperm is wasted,
God gets quite irate.


CHILDREN:
Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
If a sperm is wasted,
God gets quite irate.


GIRL:
Let the heathen spill theirs
On the dusty ground.
God shall make them pay for
Each sperm that can't be found.


CHILDREN:
Every sperm is wanted.
Every sperm is good.
Every sperm is needed
In your neighbourhood.


so...........spring break was boring. nuff said.

i preached again last night...this time i had the senoir high and PT was with the junior high (first time he's been their way since the split...pretty cool...). the gist (jist? i dunno.) of it was about worship, how sometimes we miss the mark and we end up worshipping something else, we're all created to worship, satan brings us down by whispering in our ears and once we give in its discouraging and then we think we're not good enough for God but that's a lie, blah blah blah blah blah. and then i gave my first altar call. that was kind of nervousy, the mechanics of it all, i told them not to come forward just coz they're feelin' warm 'n' fuzzy or cause the song being played ("Lift It Up" by Thousand Foot Krutch - a classic) made them feel sappy - in other words, quoting the ever-cool Profizzle/Charlie Alcock, don't let this be a moment - make it a movement. Yeah so as soon as I sat down and started praying about half the kids came up. pretty neat-0 cheet-0.

so dignal had a kegger last night. while i was preaching. SHE'S GOING TO HELL. speaking of hell, what the hell happened to going to hell for spring break freshman year? here it is two years later and i still don't have post cards from hell. i'm hella mad. hell freezes over EVERY YEAR, folks. and i miss it coz no one wants to go to michigan. they're all like, "i wanna see beth and scott in cincy" or "i have to go see my bubby in pennsylvania" or some crap like that. okay, i just made fun of meredith twice. but i can't think of dignal's or anyone else's excuses. so its crap on meredith. she can go to hell if she has a problem with it. yeah. :P

....so. certain youth from a certain hartford city wesleyan youth group are causing great distress. and i really can't go into it because i don't know who all reads this journal. so i could end up causing great amounts of additional distress, but i choose not to. but i'd appreciate prayer. its four teenagers involved, pray for guidance, better judgment, etc. PLEASE.

i smell like old pizza. oh, maybe i should change clothes. i'm still wearing work clothes. that's why.

i kind of wonder if i'm really going to finish college. it's starting to seem iffy. scary. i do NOT want to move back home, but i dont think i can afford to live on my own til i'm married, and i don't think joe's going to be marryable for another two years. yes, folks, he's that horrible. i'm still training him. no, j slash k. school and junk.

oooh. i just cracked my neck real good. rah for me.

so next year's housing situation will kick hell. (i didn't want to say ass, but i've said hell so many times i figured it was alright.)(oops, i just said ass.)(ass.)(hee hee, i'm funny.)(leave me alone.) joe got a quad in hodson, room 132 i think (yay, first floor!). so maybe we can play games like we did when he lived in bowman. games like taking the screen out of the window, sticking a tv in it, and laying on blankets outside while we watch movies. that was fun. *sigh* those were the days. it makes me miss theater tim and carl. *sniffle* but yeah. joe's going to be living with the infamous josiah southworth, male counterpart to The Suitemates (H&K - heather and karissa)(yes, theory is he's dating ONE of them, karissa, but mere & i still aren't so sure about that). the other two finishing out the quad are jordan rader (yes, brother of joe - but COOL FUN AWESOME brother of joe.) and chris fett (son of PT, the youth pastor at HCWC...chris is the bomb and a half, tons o' giggles). i may have to reinstate the practice of Alpha Male that I had going freshman year....usually joe is Alpha Male because he's really my boyfriend, and other guys like jordan and chris, that i spend a lot of time with, compete for the positions of Beta and Gamma Male. and if joe is bad, whoever's my current favorite gets to be alpha male for a few hours. funness and three fourths, eh. yeah. josiah can't be in on it though coz he's already dating heather and karissa. too bad, so sad.

so i think this post is really really long and chock full of random topics. like, if i were jon-who-stalks-dignal, i would've made about 7 different posts, each with a different and well-thought out title. but no such luck. i think it's better to see the bigger picture by reading all the thoughts of suzin at once. that way you experience the Full Suzin. coz i think them all right in a row like that. my thoughts aren't well planned and organized under specific topics. they're abstract random. and that's a fact. so stick that in your bag...and yeah.

throw up your rockfist if you're feelin it when i drop this.

i'm so freakin cool. HELL.







ass.


current mood: okay
current music: Thousand Foot Krutch - Phenomenon

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