May 29 2006

info @ the P.Pole 05.06

4 notable things of the end of May:

  • softball tourney + BBQ yesterday = good fun… playing football!
    • do not eat 2 hotdogs and about a bazillion (more like +5) hamburgers before running, jumping, throwing, and catching
  • TTC strike
    • pissed off drivers/conductors are finally having a stand and i actually support them, even though i have no idea how many of them were attacked/assaulted/whatever
    • this event really sucks for those who have no other [practical] options for transportation, especially that doctor i heard about this morning: apparently, there was a physician who had no other way to get to work, though one must wonder why a practicing doctor such as him/her would not just drive their car or even hire a taxi…
  • +30°C weather, and ≈ 40°C with smog and humidity, and +50°C with ultimate frisbee
    • cold showers
    • sticky clothing
    • lack of clothing
  • high school woes are here
    • Economics: final commentary due tomorrow
    • History: final research essay due tomorrow, along with WWII Oprah/Springer/etc presentation scheduled for tomorrow
    • Careers: …
    • French: study of Molière’s le Bourgeois Gentilhomme will be concluded soon, bringing a final test

May 28 2006

L’alizée

Tous les vents,
Balayent les mots de coeur
Moi, j’suis comme le vent :
L’esprit à mille à l’heure,
Je juge sans doute trop vite
C’est ok, tant pis
C’est juste là, je m’agite
Je grandis, l’amour aussi

C’est au GRé du vent
Que j’aime vagabonder,
Moi, je suis comme le vent
J’embrasse toute une armée
De rêves et de bleuets,
Me plonger dedans
Je sais ce que je sais
Même si j’pleure tout l’temps
Alors, dis.

Arrêtez
De me dire que le vent a tourné
C’est pas vrai
S’il te plait
Arrêtez
De dire que l’adolescence, c’est :
Qu’on n’sait pas, car moi
J’ai trouvé mon amour
C’est un souffle, c’est doux un vent
d’amour :
C’est léger, c’est l’alizé,
Moi, je dis que l’amour
Se boit jusqu’à la lie
Ce qu’elle veut, A-LIZEE l’a toujours

Comme le vent
Emporte les mots de coeur
Dans un ouragan
Tourbillon mille à l’heure
Je suis sans doute comme lui
C’est ok, je suis
Aux portes de ma vie
Je grandis, l’amour aussi

C’est aux quatre vents
Que j’aime être logée
Moi, je suis comme le vent
J’emporte tous mes secrets
Dans un jardin d’Eden
M’allonger dedans,
J’espère que cet hymen
Durera longtemps
Alors, dis…
-Alizée - L’alizée


May 24 2006

info @ the P.Pole 05.24.06


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sorry guys, about putting the info post off until now.

5 current things to do with me:

  • i have started to watch The Office (finished season one, working on season two) and i must admit that it is just as good as Herm & Co. hyped it up to be
  • Alizée has become my most/first/only favourite French pop-et-rock chanteuse (i think it might have something to do with the way she said “Merci.” at the end of the video i posted up); i’ll be posting a few more, but later on, just to make you guys wait
  • first cuts were made to yearbook hopefuls and i made it, so i’ll be having a meeting tomorrow at lunch to discuss further sorting out of the shake-its from the bake-its
  • i totally killed the last history test and i’m actually very surprised (more on this in a bit)
  • i have finally grown weary of wasting hours and hours with MSN on — actually, it’s more like my MSN Messenger likes to suck big time and not be fully compatible with my router system, meaning that it cuts my internet sometimes to log on, resulting in me using pretty much only Google Talk nowadays

about my history test, i scored a whopping 39 out of 40 (98%!!) on the latest test on the Holocaust/pre-Pearl Harbor period. i had pretty much given up on this course as i was receiving disgusting marks for no good reason and had just reasoned the teacher is a total jackass. anger aside, she really is messed up, regardless of what kind of marks she gives. it’s how she does things that bugs me. funny thing is, she specifically started making tests with written components worth 50%, in my opinion, because people like me were doing well and you can’t mark down right/wrong answers. naturally, i’ve been quite nasty in all things subjective in this course for the longest time. the morning of when i got this test back (i actually had no idea she was going to return it that day) i clearly remember praying to God for mercy from my history teacher (because i had forgot ALL my essay materials — i.e. research notes folder + draft 1 — at home, and this was apparently, a huge deal). i didn’t exactly get what i expected. the librarian/assitant teacher for this essay was a total biznatch about me forgetting and made it a point to talk extra loud so that the entire class had to know that i, the oh so finite human being that i am, somehow found a way to forget things. she claimed that it was unfair that i had finished all my work on time and had simply left it at home with no one to bring it to school and to receive an extra day to bring it in to her. yeah, really unfair. i’m sure the rest of the class would really go up in a riot if she gave me an extra 24 hours to hand in something to her. anyway, i walked away from it before i got asplosive with her 1) incompetence as a “teacher” in holding the attention of a class and 2) two-facedness. after going on and on and on about how unfair it would be for me to hand in something late without penalization, she lets the class know that she herself forgot to mention certain things and forgot to photocopy certain things that would be essential for our essay writing (things such as, oh i don’t know, expectations and outlines of what would be expected in terms of… hm, lemme think… everything). that’s a bit unfair, don’t you think? well anyway, i didn’t exactly get a break with forgetting my stuff, but i did get a huge break on my history test. my teacher — God bless her, especially because i don’t like her — actually gave me 20/20 for my written piece (which, you should know, is completely impossible) and then 19/20 on the fill-in-the-blanks section (on which i believe i received help directly from God). i think this because i simply cannot remember dates and information like dates for my life. i just can’t. my mind isn’t made for that. i humanly cannot remember that kind of trivia knowledge for anything more than 10 minutes. yet i got all that stuff right on the test. i only got one mark off, and even that was lucky. a question asked that i name 4 middle eastern countries in a league. i guessed all 4 and actually got 3/4 right. God’s insanely cool like that. anyway, i must thank God for His providence (however sneaky and unexpected it may be).

EDIT: Thank you, Anonymous, for your wise advice. Though there’ll always be a certain gap between a perfect ideal (Christ’s example) and everyday people, it’s always good to pursue something that’s just out of reach, wouldn’t you agree? Thankfully, “there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” (Romans 8:1 [show]<div class="esv"><h2>Romans 8:1 <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.esvapi.org/assets/play.swf?myUrl=hw%2F45008001" width="40" height="12" class="audio"><param name="movie" value="http://www.esvapi.org/assets/play.swf?myUrl=hw%2F45008001" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object></h2> <div class="esv-text"><h3 id="p45008001.01-1">Life in the Spirit</h3> <p id="p45008001.05-1"><span class="chapter-num" id="v45008001-1">8:1&nbsp;</span>There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.<span class="footnote">&nbsp;<a href="#f1" id="b1" title="Some manuscripts add 'who walk not according to the flesh (but according to the Spirit)'">[1]</a></span> (<a href="http://www.esv.org" class="copyright">ESV</a>)</p> </div> <div class="footnotes"> <h3>Footnotes</h3> <p><span class="footnote"><a href="#b1" id="f1">[1]</a></span> <span class="footnote-ref">8:1</span> Some manuscripts add <em>who walk not according to the flesh (but according to the Spirit)</em> </p> </div> </div>
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May 21 2006

Victoria Day


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Today was an eventful day. Let’s start from the morning, where I awoke to find that I had slept in by about half an hour, and I had to get ready within 15 minutes to get to church on time. In the end, we left when we should’ve arrived and arrived 20 minutes late. What can y’do?

Worship, since I had missed most of it and came in somewhere near the end, felt pretty empty and disconnected from where I was, so I stood and just thought about the words. Like Dan said, our current form of what we call “worship” is really incomplete and just a small, relatively secondary aspect of worship as a whole. But that’s besides the point.

Pastor Ted had a message to preach about God’s love and mercy in His man, His message, and… if there was a third point, I missed it. I caught most of it though, even as I was sketching and inking my latest creation, a self-portrait in a sense. Today’s message was actually quite provoking and impacting, and I’m thankful to God for speaking through Ted today.

Then came the response. Again, I did not dare open my cursed lips to sing anything, lest God be listening. I guess I just don’t believe in doing anything if it’s not from the heart outwards, and not an attempt to work towards the heart from outward actions. It just doesn’t feel right. Call it cowardice or call it reverence. Maybe sensible hypocrisy is the best term to describe it with. Doesn’t really matter.

The monthly Communion came next and I had actually decided ahead that I would not be partaking, but Ted’s small pre-Communion message got my attention. Jesus the Great Physician did not come to heal the healthy, but to heal the sick. And who more sick than I?!

Laughing at myself, I sometimes think I’m a manic-depressed spiritual hypochondriac. So I ended up eating and drinking with my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, though a part of me wondered whether I was drinking hell and damnation upon myself, regardless of how careful and critical I had tried to be (i.e. as greatly as possible) while inspecting myself. I came up with the usual: I was once again short of God’s standard of perfect obedience.

The Communion made me really rethink and reconsider my orientation towards God. I’m glad God’s grace really is infinite. Like I’ve been thinking and pondering lately, Jesus is the Infinite Bridge between an Infinite God and His oh so finite children. God’s love is completely unlike anything anywhere.

God made Him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in Him we might become the righteousness of God.
- 2 Cor 5:21 [show]<div class="esv"><h2>2 Corinthians 5:21 <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.esvapi.org/assets/play.swf?myUrl=hw%2F47005021" width="40" height="12" class="audio"><param name="movie" value="http://www.esvapi.org/assets/play.swf?myUrl=hw%2F47005021" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent" /></object></h2> <div class="esv-text"><p id="p47005021.01-1"><span class="verse-num" id="v47005021-1">21&nbsp;</span>For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God. (<a href="http://www.esv.org" class="copyright">ESV</a>)</p> </div> </div>
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Sunday school wasn’t really quite interesting today, as there was just a random party/role-play thing planned. Garry and I spent that time scripting (very roughly) a scene for this year’s Christmas drama production. We joked around and brainstormed, just to get our heads back into the project.
Fast forward to the night’s program, which consisted of musical guests performing 60’s, 70’s, and 80’s hits and a talent show. About 7 of us (5 stage hands and 2 actors) had been working on a little skit imitating the Matrix Ping Pong skit that a group of Japanese stuntmen did way back when. I’ll be posting up the video recording of our version of it as soon as I get my hands on a copy.

-Aside-
In the mean time, click the title for a short video of a performance than non other than my new most favourite songstress (who happens to be French, yet English speaking as well). Her name is Alizée, a bubbly girl in her early twenties. There’s something about her and her music that I can’t quite place, but I like it, whatever it is. In the video, she’s performing a Madonna cover of La Isla Bonita live. Check it out.
-End aside-

We won the talent show, but only by 2 votes. It was a close call of 209 to 207, with us beating Sharon’s lovely traditional Chinese musical performance that I personally loved. I wasn’t around to accept the award with the rest of the team, as I was preparing for the night’s fireworks show that went off mostly without a hitch. Sam did manage to mount a firework upsidedown, thereby risking the safety of the audience and himself (even though he made it such a point to have everyone know to pay attention and be careful right before we started). He later laughed the goof-up off and even revelled in it. What silliness.

Other than that, the night went off pretty nicely. My personal highlight was when I had just about given up on finding Crystal there last night, and she came out of nowhere to surprise me. I had just finished mooching a chip off of some random person’s plate when Johnny pointed her out, standing at the door. I proceeded with escorting the wounded Princess (who had calf pains from sitting) around the church.

We went upstairs and then took a break for Crystal to recuperate and then went back downstairs where we found two seats to the side of the foyer. Soon after, Mrs. Crystal (her mother) came up and told Crystal to meet some girl that was an acquaintance or something. I waved and said hi to Auntie, but she didn’t seem to notice at all.

-Aside 2-
I’ve been getting mixed messages. Crystal’s mother seems to ignore me whenever I say hi or wave or whatever, but Crystal tells me that’s exactly the kind of stuff her mother wishes I would do more often. Seriously though, her mother scares me.
-End aside-

I was indirectly instructed to watch my Mistress’ bag while she went to greet the girl, and so I did. I’m not too sure where this is going, but yeah. I was glad Crystal was around for me to poke fun at and walk and talk with.

-Aside 3-
I seriously suggest anyone who hasn’t clicked the title to do so now to watch Alizée perform a cover of Madonna’s La Isla Bonita. Apparently, Alizée took dance, singing, and acting when she was young and is now one of the most popular French singers. Go figures. She’s good.
-End aside-


May 21 2006

Savior

Until you crash, until you burn,
Until you lie, until you learn,
Until you see, until you believe,
Until you fight, until you fall,
Until the end of everything at all,
Until you die, until you’re alive…Don’t save me. Don’t save me,
‘Cause I don’t care.
Don’t save me! Don’t save me,
‘Cause… I don’t care.

Until you give, until you’ve used,
Until you’ve lost, until you lose,
Until you see, how could you believe?
Until you’ve lived a thousand times,
Until you’ve seen the other side…
This is my chance. This is my chance.

Don’t save me. Don’t save me,
‘Cause I don’t care.
Don’t save me! Don’t save me,
‘Cause… I don’t care.

Until the truth becomes a lie,
Until you change, until you deny,
Until you believe…
This is my chance. This is my chance.
I’ll take it now because I can.
This is my chance; I want it now.

Don’t save me. Don’t save me,
‘Cause I don’t care.
Don’t save me! Don’t save me,
‘Cause I don’t care.

Save me? Save me?! Save me…
Save me. Save me!! Save me…
I don’t care.
- 30 Seconds to Mars, Savior


May 18 2006

If God is for us…

…who can be against us? We shall yet be free.


May 17 2006

info @ the P.Pole 05.18.06

4 things i’ve got to do/finish up (before friday):

  • economics: commentary (for tomorrow)
  • history: trash
  • careers: career research assignment (topic: pediatrician)
  • french: prepare survey (sondage) presentation for tomorrow