I'm gonna lose... MY FREAKING MIND!

I got punked.

I walk into my office today and in the middle of the coffee table is a plate of Jello, and in the middle was the Harry Potter action figure I keep on my desk.

Next to it was a note saying "Jim tried playing a joke on you. He failed!
-Dwight aka Chris 3000

I am still not sure who the culprit was.
I can obviously expect Chris due the the incriminating note, but I have reason to believe it was someone else.

Never the less, it was the best way to start the work day ever.

While learning life is strange and people change and circle round again

I saw Pinneapple Express 4 hours ago. It was definitely a weird midnight showing, it seemed as though everyone was drunk or high who was at the theatre. People were laughing at all the wrong jokes. Whenever there was a blatant marijuana reference or someone got hit in the balls, everyone would be rolling with laughter, but whenever the characters where engaging in awkard, Apatow-esque banter, the crowd remained silent. I felt as though the movie was funny and enjoyable, but definitely didn't blow me away. As my friend Eric mentioned, whenever they was an empty moment they just added immature physical humor. "Blah haha ha, he just got hit in the head with something blunt!!" It followed a similar pattern as Super Bad, two friends are forced to realize how much they mean to each other through an epic journey, and at one point the friends are seperated and one of them must make the decision to put themselves on the line to help there platonic soul mates. The relationship between Seth Rogan's character and his girlfriend is pretty funny in this film because all in all it meant nothing, which I appreciated.

No stunning previews before the movie :(
The Dark Knight was better.



Today was rather drama filled. Luckilty I was generally removed from the specific things that went down, but none the less, it put a damper on my day. Imagine a world were everyone could be completely honst about their feelings and straight forard about their intentions. So much of being a human is using all aspects of who we are to manipulate the people around us. Why do subtlies tell our stories? I want to shout my story! Oh, and for anyone interested. Some may view the way in which I interact with the people in my life as fake or an attempt to fulfill my duties as an intern, and to some extent I do believe you need to set stricter boundaries for young people than adults, but let it be known that I act different because I am a changed person. Obviously I've grown and matured in my two years of college, and I can look back at my behavior as a high school student and reflect on the negativety. As I live and work in the Christian community associated with the Jeremiah Center, I hope to model a way of life, that through experiance, I believe glorify God. It is evident I am far from perfection and I never want to give the impression that I am without lust, selfishness, bitterness, and sin, but I will only encourage healthy lifestyles in this community. I would hope that a Christian community could be drenched with accountability and honesty, and I hope that as I fuck up (because I will) my community holds me to my actions. I don't slam down the iron fist because I'm an intern, I do it because I hold the Jeremiah Center community to a high standard that reflects God's love.

SLT retreat is this weekend and I am excited to see the future leaders of the Parish. I hope to love them and grow along side them (as much as possible from Olympia). But I am sure not going to lower my standards and expetations.

Be the leaders you are capable of being!!
The leaders God created you to be!!

Amen

Angel, won't you call me?

Hair cuts and high fives.

I played frisbee late last night with a light up disk. It was pretty amazing. It made me reminiscent of poor attempts at playing badminton in the dark. I had a glow in the dark frisbee, it really didn't work very well.

Daniel got me the Decemberists 5 songs EP, I am digging it.

apologies for hella emo blog posts. We all just need to whine sometimes!

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Nothing is as it appears.

Seemingly perfect situations always disappoint.
People will always be human.

I guess the honeymoon stage is over.
I hope its not to late to wake up and face reality.

yep

So for those who don't know, I work at a youth center. This job includes putting on events for high schoolers. Now lets think about some of the worst things that can happen while putting on events for minors. Hum, well you could write down the wrong place and address on every flier, or you could take the bus with the kiddies and get them completely lost because you got on the wrong bus, or the best, someone could seriously injure themselves, like a broken foot.

Well so far an event I've put on has included all of these!!


Why the hell have I not been fired yet?

please don't disappoint

I guess it would only make sense that as I am changing rapidly through experiences and age, people who live an hour and a half north of me also go through similar changes. I guess the awkward part is when these two entities, who were once very familiar with each other grow and change completely separate from each other, then reunite. I once knew you and you once knew me. We can't understand the difference and are offended by it. "Well I am allowed to change and be different, but familiarity is comfortable, so please don't disappoint."

I am living in the past. But not an accurate representation of similar situations that have already come to pass, but a diluted sugar coated existence where I am wrongly remembering "the good ole days". Things have changed and I've changed. Of course I've changed. If I spent 2 years at college and didn't change, well that would be a waste.

Those who were once peers, are now proving less and less that they are up to the challenge. Maybe it was always tainted. Maybe I've been given eyes to see past high school bull shit. I hope so. It seems as though each community requires 100% of me and I don't have that to offer. I think I am being asked to sacrifice. I can't give myself fully to both so I must choose. Both need someone to commit to years of servitude and my specific gifts will come in handy with each.

Challenging the status quo is hard and I feel like I'm neglecting the inevitable.

Familiarity is comforting. That's why decisions are sometimes hard to make. I don't want to ignore a call because I'm afraid of what I'll hear. On the other hand, things can looking tempting from certain angles, yet reveal itself fully later on.

I have been in Olympia too long

Is Charlie right?

(well thats obviously not possible)

Is Edmonds a dangerous crime ridden city?

I always felt so sheltered growing up here. Like that the big city is miles away and I am stuck in a suburban bubble. I laughed at the notion that Edmonds was a dangerous community where you needed to lock the doors at night. I thought I was immortal in this town. But being in Olympia for so long has allowed me to be removed from this community and now I am more accurately able to reflect on it. So maybe it isn't normal to see people doing drug deals, maybe it isn't normal for most of the people I know to have warrants, maybe it isn't normal for the cops to visit my home once a week, maybe it isn't normal to live just blocks away from the hooker motels, and maybe its totally more interesting not to be normal.

So I might be in a little more "danger" than residents of La Conner, but my eventual goal is to leave the suburbs and stake my residency in the big city. I guess I can just consider all of this practice. And besides, a little edge is hella punk rock, which of course is always my goal.

I guess the weird thing about Edmonds is that although alot of citizens of this fine city are very familiar with "big city ways," I feel like about half are ridiculously sheltered. I mean it is almost a different experiance growing up a few blocks west of Highay 99, than it is living in downtown Edmonds.

Today is the birthday of this wonderful country.

meh.

I went to a Mariners game last night, it was pretty awesome. I mean the Mariners totally lost, which is lame, but this season I really wouldn't expect anything more. I saw this band LP and the BB and one of the guys has a kingdome tattoo. Badass. I want to get an oldschool Mariners hat, like blue and yellow one with the upside down trident.

Oh, I've been playing lots of fooseball. I love it!