Leeuwenhoek had stolen and peeped into the fantastic sub-visible world of little things, creatures that had lived, had bred, had battled, had died, completely hidden from and unknown to all men from the beginning of time. Beasts these were of a kind that ravaged and annihilated whole races of men ten million times larger than they were themselves. Beings these were, more terrible than fire-spitting dragons or hydra-headed monsters. They were silent assassins that murdered babies in warm cradles and kings in sheltered places. It was this invisible, insignificant, but implacable-and sometimes friendly- world Leeuwenhoek had looked into for the first time of all men of all countries. ~Microbe Hunters
Tuesday, 29 November 2011
I hate stupid, ignorant, rude people officially. I attribute these three words to 'city people'. I know not all city people are stupid, ignorant and/or rude, but in general, they are not the people of my small hometown. The girl I was talking about above lives on a farm and claims to be 'country to the bone' however, I see city written all over her. There is 100% a difference between listening to country music, and putting their words into actions. Country music is becoming increasingly popular these days, but unfortunately it isnt real country. Artists put a little twang in their voice and add a banjo or fiddle into any song and call it country. I still remember when I was little what values I got from what song. Sure, you gotta love that twang and the fiddle, but the words are what makes the song. In order to be country to the bone, you gotta love country in its rawest form. Just because you live on a farm doesnt mean you must listen to country music, and just because you dont live on a farm doesnt mean you cant listen to it. She just got 'into' country about 3 years ago. There is still a lot to learn about what is being told in the majority of these songs.
I understand I am being a little biased right now about country fans being the nicest, but they are usually the hickest, most greatest people you will ever meet. It makes me disappointed that my roommate, whom we have been friends since last september and grown really close, did not offer me a ride. It sounds like I am asking a lot from country music, but apparently I should give up on the attitudes of city people- so demanding, sensitive, and selfish.
I miss my small country town, where anyone would drop what they are doing to help someone. One of my roommates is from a town similar to mine. She respects country, but prefers the mainstream music. She skipped class to come and get me as soon as she heard I was lost in the bus system.
I guess the only 'country' that is genuine in helping someone in need, would be the people in the crossings of country roads- the people from small towns, where there is nothing around to do except help people. I miss that. I cant wait to get out of this city with a bus system and get back to a small town in which you hitch a ride into town with your neighbour.
Darn good and sure of it
Thursday, 24 November 2011
"Are you Familiar with the story of the wedding feast at Cana"
"Yes, when Jesus turned water into wine."
"Very good, and who was standing beside Him?"
"Right, Jesus was assembling a flock. He needed a clear message with no distractions. So do you understand why I can't do this with you?"
"Yes, but Jesus hosted other events. The Last Supper, who was beside him then?"
"We arent quitters, even Christ was crucified and that didnt stop him. Sure, He took a few days off, but then it was right back to businesss."
Thursday, 17 November 2011
I live over 2 hours away from my family and until a little while ago, they really missed the handiness of me being there as a third driver for earinds and stuff. My brother just got his licence (G2) in the summer and finally got some money to pay my parents to be put under their insurance so he can drive. He decided to go to EB Games and trade in a few of his video games. You have to be 18 to do this, but he didnt know that, so he went anyways. The lady asked if she could see his ID and he gve it to her. Upon examination, she said to him, "sorry, you have to be 18 to trade in your games. Come back in November?" Hello, lady...he is turning 17 in November, not 18.
Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: Wow. Just. Wow.
When I came home for a visit the following weekend, we went back and I had to trade in the video games for him. All the little teenage boys were staring at me as if they had never saw a girl before in their life.
Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: I DONT BITE
I dont hate all gamers. Some of my best guy friends are in Game Development, and it is a tough program. I love you guys, I dislike the creepy Game Dev kids who make me into a video game.
Therefore, my message to all gamers in the world: Dont have secret crushes and make video games with them as a character so you can 'play with them' or there will be a rebellion. That's all.
Darn good and sure of it,
Saturday, 12 November 2011
I love Med Lab, and I'm sorry I ever doubted you. I dont know what I would ever do without you- you are the best thing that ever happened to me. <3
^cheesy?? I think so. But no more changing my mind.
Darn good nd sure of it,
Monday, 7 November 2011
I. WANT. MY. WINTER.
Darn warm and sure of it,
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Darn out and sure of it,
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Darn good and sure of it,
Prof: Uhm, not what I was looking for, you must be in forensics?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: You should think about forensic accounting. You might do better in my class.
Me: AHHHH BURNN!!
Darn good and sure of it,