This blog is dedicated to my wonderful roomie Little Bear......
Tonight when asked what her name was, she simply stood there.....
......quiet.....
looking stunned like a deer in the headlights of a pickup.
I stood there equally as stunned staring at her in disbelief,
she forgot her name!!
I am still laughing.....
As I told her earlier, that moment has gone down in my books as one of the most unbelievable, hillarious moments I have ever been a part of.......it was just too funny......
bahahahahahahahaha

there is a certain sense of accomplishment that courses through your body when you finish a book. Following this feeling of accomplishment comes boredom....now what am i going to do.
I just re-read the fourth Harry Potter book so that the story is freash in my mind when the fifth installment arrives. I've realized that I don't really enjoy these books, but I deeply enjoy the fact that Rowling knows how to tell a story. That is huge for me. Our culture, in a general sense, i think has lost the art of story telling, we aren't patient enough for it. That really breaks my heart.
So in my panic to pack my junk at school i didn't obviously have enough room to bring everything back here to winnipeg, that would be silly anyway ...... so i only brought back a few books....and if I keep reading at my rate of a book in three days then i'll be done my books in no time flat.....hmmmph.
i'm not really making any sense.....all i'm trying to say is that I need to keep reading this summer or I'm going to waste all of my time infront of the Television....I really don't want that.....I'm sick of wasting my time like that. I have a very short attention span and the television just feeds that. When I watch TV I spend my whole day infront of it....all i get out of it is sore eyes, a migrane, and a polluted mind......i don't need or want that anymore.......
ahhhh....ramble, ramble, ramble........
anywho......chow

i have found myself thinking about my dad lately. this is odd for me because he doesn't often occupy my mind and even if he does it is usually for such a short time that I forget I even thought about him...
Well this current thinking about him has been going on for around three days.....and it's incredably annoying. Now normally if someone was on my mind this much I'd have phoned them or emailed them already. This is a touch hard to do with my dad. You see no one currently knows where he is. He is technically a missing person. What a strange reality...quite surreal actually.
You see he left his most current wife while she was at church one sunday, took the truck, cleaned out the bank account and split. That was about three months ago, no one has heard from him or seen him since. She emailed me too let me know. Then she went on and on about how out of all of his kids, (I have three step brothers all older and all from three previous marragies before my mother...i was the only girl he had)anyway she went on about i was the only one of his kids that he talked about. Apparently according to her he talked about me constantly. This was very strange to hear seeing as i haven't seen him in 12 years, and havn't spoken with him in nearly as long.
Whatever......
I have so much on my mind right now.....so many things that feel like they need to deal with and sorted out in my head. On one hand i'm scared to tackle them, i'm scared to take a stand on them. I'm being to "feel" or being to "see" ( i say those really loosely) things that God is asking me to do in my future, stuff he's preparing me for....honestly it is scaring the heehaw out of me. Granted I would rather be in a position of fear and feeling unable to live that out because then I know without a shadow of a doubt that I would trust in God. I would so much rather trust in Him rather than trust in my own strength, i have none.
Anyway.....I'm going to stop typing and direct my attention towards Dragonball Z.....
if anyone should feel like leaving a comment it would be appreciated....at least i would know you guys are all still alive!! lol