[Sebhar]'s diary
Written about Wednesday 2007-02-28
Written: (6477 days ago)
Some random pictures, which I'll post on wikis later :D
Butler Street
A Lad Insane
The Starbucks Effect
Howard Street
Vicinity of Obscenity
Her Aliness
Converse on the Beach
Blue Me and the Trombone
Red Me and the Trombone
Sam and the Creepy Child
Purple Flowers
Shoe
Scary Sam
Self
Converse Shoes 2
St. Matthew’s Door
Tomato
Tyler’s Nose
Final Shoes
Taxi Sign
Weird!
Very Sharp Pants
Psychedelic Bubbler
"For once in my life I have someone who needs me..."
Good combination: listening to Michael Buble on headphones and bus-snuggling (for warmth... really, iSwear!)
"Sorry if my shoulder is bony."
"It's actually rather comfortable."
"Well thanks! The top of your head is comfortable."
*pause*
"Well, your shoulder is bony, but I'm distracted by the fact that you smell good."
People probably think we're crazy because our idea of going "out" is wandering the sidewalks staring at the night sky. In the middle of winter.
Written about Tuesday 2007-01-02
Written: (6535 days ago)
I've suffered and survived
You can't believe that I'm alive
But here I am and I want you to know
That something's changed within me
I can see a different view
Something new begins in me
And all of you who hate me
I wish you would forgive
The way I always have and always will.
It's not like we've got time to kill.
I see now how short life is,
This life not yet begun to live
And so I want to tell you all
That this is where it begins
I hereby commence a life less ordinary
Because when you are extraordinary
(Even if it's in but a little way)
You can raise your heart and seize the day!
Note to Self: ViewletCam
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Started a new story today ('round three a.m. while jazzed on Dew). Can I capture a character in a series of magazine articles? Can a reporter fall in love with a brooding rock star balking at her own stardom? I intend to find out.
Today
Hannah wrote on Katie Reth's wall. 5:09pm Hannah wrote on Baylee M.'s wall. 5:05pm Hannah commented on Brigette Holkup's photo. 5:03pmI'm not in this photo...? Hannah wrote on Cassi Ross' wall. 4:59pm Hannah edited TV Shows in her profile. 4:57pm Hannah commented on Amy Skjerseth's note this is just really cool. =). 4:54pm Amy Skjerseth mentioned Hannah in her note this is just really cool. =). 1:50pm Hannah wrote on Cassi Ross' wall. 1:40pm Hannah wrote on the wall for the group Wait...IM NOT MENTIONED IN YOUR NOTE!!!! 1:35pm Hannah wrote on Cassi Ross' wall. 1:29pm
I might be a facebook addict.
Rocky Horror night tonight at Sam's, plus Streak (the show) and working on Mitchell's Christmas present.
I got 31 on my ACTs. Don't ask me how.
Last night we made French Vanilla Cappuccino brownies at Tyler's. We also watched Alias... and it was good.
I think a mix CD of sappy songs is in order as part of Mitch's present.. hmm... suggestions?
"When I was younger, all I wanted to do was smoke cigarettes and wear a white tux." -- Mr. Trilk
First of all, I don't want anyone to be offended by this. It's just my response to something I read today.
Now, onward!
I am not, au contraire to popular belief, feeble-minded. Just because I deny the existence of the great bearded guy in the sky running my life does not make me an idiot. And just because you believe somebody IS sitting up there nudging you this way and that gives me no reason to call you feeble-minded.
The facts are this: some of my best friends are Christians. In fact, one of my favourite people to hang around with is going into theology and will likely become a youth minister so he can try to bring more kids to Christ. That's great. Really, I think that at a basic level Christian beliefs and values are good things - no drugs, no pre-marital sex, no hating - but the fact remains that not every Christian actually follows the essential beleifs and values. If they did, I might see some merit to the God way of thinking. But God hasn't smote (smited? I think smote) anyone for awhile now. And then people say, "Oh, that's because Jesus died to save us!" ...ahem, probably not the most intelligent thing to do.
Now, I've read my Scripture; I know the facts, I'm not just b.s.ing here. Jesus had some pretty good things to say, according to the other guys who wrote it down. But that's another of my points: Jesus said it, some guy wrote down what he thought Jesus meant (probably excluding whatever he didn't want in there)... and then that got put in the Bible... which got translated... and translated... and abriged.. and translated.. and the fact cannot be avoided that whatever "Jesus" is "saying" in the Bible was probably never said by him at all. But then, he went and died/was reborn so that the people who deserved to be punished weren't going to be punished anymore? Question mark?
I could be waaay off-base here, but I doubt it.
Things About Modern Christianity (especially Catholicism) Which I Dislike:
-- Homophobia "Love thy neighbour, as long as he or she is not gay."
-- Anti-choice thought "Love thy neighbour, as long as he or she doesn't make any mistakes."
*these are the two which have been bugging me the most recently...*
As for God... how come I have never felt his touch? If he meant me to, don't you think I would? How have I managed to get this far in life so successfully without his presence or the presence of Satan?
Anyway, to sum up - I think everybody has to believe in something to keep going on. Yours may be God. Mine's music and art and love and the essential goodness of the human race. If God is your pillar, good for you, you're a more faithful person than I could ever be. However, I need something a little more concrete to lean on when I need to.
But if you start calling me feeble-minded and continue after reading this, I'm just going to call you a ninny and ignore you.
Written about Wednesday 2006-11-29
Written: (6569 days ago)
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It's dark and clear, a starry, chilly night. The headlights shine on the black pavement; the engine revs. A beat-up tan pickup goes forty down a quiet residential street. The girl in the back holds on to the roof of the cab and screams wordlessly to the apathetic moon. Her breath is hot on the air; her fingers leave imprints in the frost. Her troubles float away with her echoes, and for that moment, she is infinite.
Written about Tuesday 2006-10-10
Written: (6618 days ago)
Popcorn sucks.
iHeart RHCP. End of story.
So, youth group tonight. I sat in the back of Tyler's pickup. And he backed the entire two-ish blocks to my house. And then into my driveway. It was amazing.
"apologies are worthless if we just repeat the problem." -- the Story Changes
"We don't regret anymore." -- Sugar Ray
guh.
Politics.
...die.
No.
No no no no no.
...Cucumbers we don't have. Zucchini we probably will.
Mushrooms however continue to present problems.
Christopher Robin's dead.
As the world falls down...
Homework up the so-called wazoo. Urk.
Cucumber issues...>.<
Homecoming = crap.
I played my trombone waaaay too much this weekend. Now I'm in constant pain.
Also, dancing the night away hurt my feet.
And crushing my friend's aspirations so she didn't get hurt worse hurt my heart. (But what else was there to do?)
I mopped a lot today.
I have so much physics homework, you could die from it.
"The way the beach gets kissed by the sea..."
Some people are pretty stupid.
I'm talking about gambling.
I look back at the times I've (monetarily) gambled in my life, and it comes down to once a few days ago when Mitch (S-type) bet me that I couldn't write the names of the 50 states in alphabetical order in under five minutes, unaided. Guess what? I did. And I made a dollar. But I knew I could do it, because of a song I learned in elementary school in Wisconsin. I feel a little bad, but since then we've become better friends because he respects me.
Some gambling we can't help but do. Betting on getting a scholarship, for example. Becoming, essentially, a share of a team - be it for sport, Speech, or business - is a gamble.
Gambling with your heart -- that's where I lose most often.
I watched The Wall today, with some candles burning. Now my room's kind of smokey, and I love it.
Got a new computer in my room. The old Toshiba laptop works just fine when plugged into a monitor, apparently. So I watched the Wall in there. Bob Geldof gives a wonderful performance, I must say.
Last night, watched Almost Famous, scanned Can't Hardly Wait, then watched Corpse Bride and part of Wayne's World. Excellentness on all counts ^_^
If I was a profession I'd be: Starving Artist
If I was a country I'd be: Ireland
If I was a ocean or body of water I'd be: The Danube
If I was a famous building or piece of architecture I'd be: Fallingwater
If I was a store I'd be: Moondog Music
If I was a brand of shoe I'd be: Chuckie T's, before they sold out.
If I was a bad habit I'd be: Nail biting
If I was a swear word I'd be: Feck!!!
If I was a ice cream flavour I'd be: Birthday Cake
If I was a disease I'd be: Scurvy ^_^
If I was a board game I'd be: Settlers of Catan
If I was a feeling I'd be: Contentment
If I was a president I'd be: Better than GWB.
If I was a war I'd be: Suicidal
If I was a city I'd be: Vancouver
If I was a colour I'd be: Crimson
If I was a celebrity I'd be: Johnny Depp, and therefore attractive to straight people of both sexes.
If I was a movie I'd be: Moulin Rouge!
If I was a company I'd be: One that didn't telemarket.
If I was a currency I'd be: ...um... YEN!
If I were a month, I'd be: April
If I were a day of the week, I'd be: Saturday
If I were a time of day, I'd be: After midnight!
If I were a planet, I'd be: Mars. Red...
If I were a sea animal, I'd be: a starfish. Please don't exploit me.
If I were a direction, I'd be: North
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be: A Sofa-sleeper
If I were a sin, I'd be: Jealousy
If I were a liquid, I'd be: Liquid Nitrogen ^_^
If I were a tree, I'd be: Something tropical
If I were a bird, I'd be: Kiwi!
If I were a tool, I'd be: The band...
If I were a flower/plant, I'd be: A dark purple tulip.
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be: Subject to violent and unexpected changes ^_^
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be: Trombone ^_^
If I were a fish, I'd be: Stingray...
If I were an element, I'd be: Mercury
If I were a car, I'd be: Corvette Callaway Twin Turbo in Alligator.
If I were a song, I'd be: Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd
If I were a book, I'd be: The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger. Actually, I'd be a character in it who got written in to run away with Holden and live in the woods.
If I were a food, I'd be: Vegetarian sushi.
If I were a material, I'd be: dark red silk, fairly sheer.
If I were a taste, I'd be: Sour
If I were a word, I'd be: Rationale (at the mo')
If I were a facial expression, I'd be: Lunatic grin!
If I were a shape, I'd be: a hexagon.
If I were a number, I'd be: 4
If I were a Kitchen Utensil, I'd be: a spaghetti spoon... thing.
If I were one of the four Hobbits, I'd be: Pippin, cos then I'd be hot.
If I were a decade, I'd be: The eighties. Without a doubt
If I were a weapon, I'd be: Definitely a machete... with a ruby-inlaid handle.
If I were a Beatle, I'd be: George, so I could a) be hot and b) do the least fighting with John.
If I were a style of music, I'd be: Progressive rock
If I were a type of hat, I'd be: One with plastic fruit on it ^_^
If I were a mode of transport, I'd be: Teleportation
If I were a Saint, I'd be: The one who scratched her own eyes out... who was that?
If I were a Book in the Bible, I'd be: That one that contradicts itself all the time... Matthew?
If I were a building material, I'd be: Chocolate *wink*
If I were a hair colour, I'd be: Red. Crimson red. Fwoar.
If I were a Weather Man/ Woman, I'd be: Um... living in California so I never had to do anything.
If I were a type of fish, I'd be: Bioluminescent
If I were a TV channel, I'd be: BBC2
If I were a DIY program, I'd be: Bob Vila