Ze Weekend
Well, this weekend went pretty well. Friday night was sheer hell thanks to my sisters so I won't go into that. Saturday morning I got up around 11 and vacuumed, then picked up The Insiders and The A-List from the library. I have to finish The Outsiders first but I only have a few pages left in that book and plan to finish it tonight. Last night we also had our Good Grades Dinner. We went to BJ's Catfish House. It used to be Matt's but they went bankrupt (because they sucked) and I think BJ's is probably even worse. It was awful. $60 for a shitty dinner. We came home and watched Troy which was an awesome movie. Hector (Eric Bana), Achilles (Brad Pitt), and Paris (Orlando Bloom) were all completely beautiful. Especially Achilles. Yummmm. Oh yea, I also watched Mean Girls again. Good movie, but completely frustrating.
This morning I went to church and sat ALL ALONE but that was okay. I actually paid attention to the sermon, which was about how sometimes even God changes his mind when he sees the slightest ounce of hope in a person. After church, I came home and watched TV a little bit, read a little bit of Animal Farm, and just goofed around in general. I saw Tara for a good 30 minutes before youth group, and she filled me in on all that I'd missed that weekend. That usually seems the case: I miss out on all the action and Tara fills me in. I usually don't mind too much. Youth group was a lot of fun. Mrs. Janie Hopwood made us chili and we ate it with Tostitos? I've never had chili with tostitos but it was surprisingly good! I think I might even like it better than saltines. She also makes brownies as good as my mom's which is a rarity. We then went bowling and I had a lot of fun and did a really good job! I got very few gutter balls this time and always broke 70 (haha). Georgia beat me on the first game by two points and I won the second game. Santa Monica even came on while we were bowling! It was glorious! There was also this really cute guy bowling beside our lane and I didn't mind that too much. Eli is the cutest bowler. He doesn't get a lot of points, strikes, or spares; he mainly gets gutter balls, but he looks so cute doing it.
Well, that's my blog part of this entry. I now want to talk about something that's bothering me. I am tired of sex and I've never even had it. It's everywhere: the music industry, movie industry, my highschool... and it's never a loving thing at all. It's always unemotional sheerly physical s-e-x. I'm tired of it. I'm sick of hearing about people doing it! I'm sick of songs about people doing it! I'm sick of movies involving people doing it! In The V Club, one of the characters, a guy, makes a great point. He says he doesn't think there's much more he could give his first love (wife) much more than the knowledge that he waited and saved something so special for her. I think he has a point. Sex should be more than physical pleasure, it should be something special done out of love. I don't think I'm much of a romantic, and I don't think I'm wrong to think this, so why does it seem like I'm in the minority? I don't know, it all just hit me when I was listening to Russ's Cheap Trick cd and that song "The Flame" came on and I have never appreciated a love song more. I've never been in love, but that silly song gave me hope. Sorry, I just had to let it out how much it's finally getting to me. The end.
This morning I went to church and sat ALL ALONE but that was okay. I actually paid attention to the sermon, which was about how sometimes even God changes his mind when he sees the slightest ounce of hope in a person. After church, I came home and watched TV a little bit, read a little bit of Animal Farm, and just goofed around in general. I saw Tara for a good 30 minutes before youth group, and she filled me in on all that I'd missed that weekend. That usually seems the case: I miss out on all the action and Tara fills me in. I usually don't mind too much. Youth group was a lot of fun. Mrs. Janie Hopwood made us chili and we ate it with Tostitos? I've never had chili with tostitos but it was surprisingly good! I think I might even like it better than saltines. She also makes brownies as good as my mom's which is a rarity. We then went bowling and I had a lot of fun and did a really good job! I got very few gutter balls this time and always broke 70 (haha). Georgia beat me on the first game by two points and I won the second game. Santa Monica even came on while we were bowling! It was glorious! There was also this really cute guy bowling beside our lane and I didn't mind that too much. Eli is the cutest bowler. He doesn't get a lot of points, strikes, or spares; he mainly gets gutter balls, but he looks so cute doing it.
Well, that's my blog part of this entry. I now want to talk about something that's bothering me. I am tired of sex and I've never even had it. It's everywhere: the music industry, movie industry, my highschool... and it's never a loving thing at all. It's always unemotional sheerly physical s-e-x. I'm tired of it. I'm sick of hearing about people doing it! I'm sick of songs about people doing it! I'm sick of movies involving people doing it! In The V Club, one of the characters, a guy, makes a great point. He says he doesn't think there's much more he could give his first love (wife) much more than the knowledge that he waited and saved something so special for her. I think he has a point. Sex should be more than physical pleasure, it should be something special done out of love. I don't think I'm much of a romantic, and I don't think I'm wrong to think this, so why does it seem like I'm in the minority? I don't know, it all just hit me when I was listening to Russ's Cheap Trick cd and that song "The Flame" came on and I have never appreciated a love song more. I've never been in love, but that silly song gave me hope. Sorry, I just had to let it out how much it's finally getting to me. The end.