Saturday, March 25, 2006

I need "Manly" Lessons.

I think I need to take some "Manly" lessons or rather lessons on how to be more manly. As I was eating my salad tonight watching "My Best Friend's Wedding," I thought to myself, "What am I doing?" First off, I absolutely do not like that movie. The only thing I really like Julia Roberts in is "Notting Hill" which is a great movie. Yet while I was watching the ending during the wedding, something got caught in my eye. I don't know whether it was dust or something, but I think I started to tear up a bit. It was because of the dust. I wasn't crying...honestly. I wasn't eating my salad, watching "My Best Friends Wedding," all alone while I shouted things at the Television...I was lifting Weights talking about how the Titans are going to do next year, while listening to Metallica.

Who am I kidding? It would probably be something more like me sitting on the treadmill, listening to Michael Buble and eating oreos. Notice me saying sitting...nothing about actual working out on the treadmill. As I am currently writing this, my father told me that he will give me manly lessons. Teach me how to scratch things, spit, and how to pretend we don't understand women (These are his words). He could also teach me how to react properly to football games as I am pretty quiet and often too rational when it comes to the ref's decisions and bad calls. I think I'll start these manly lessons right now and take off my rings and necklace and hit something. Where is that dog...I'm just kidding! I love my dogs. I'll just hit a pillow or something.

I really do have strong opinions on what a true man really is but frankly if I stated them now, it would just look like I am trying to cover up for an insecurity of not fitting the mold of a sterotypical male in today's society. Therefore, I will just leave with that in mind. Have a great day!

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Thinking of Coffee

I think I want a cup of coffee. Not just a cup of coffee, but the Starbucks atmosphere. Talking about life with friends, listening to the jazz-like music in the background, and smelling that strong aroma of coffee in my hand. I know that I get real hyper and it tends to not like me very well when I drink coffee...But it's just a thought.

I was kind of hoping that I would have something profound to say this week, but I really don't. A lot has been happening, and everything just seems to be circling around me. I think I have probably asked all of life's questions this week. When you think about those questions, it can frustrate you because you know there is no clear-cut answer. It's like John said a couple weeks ago in Sunday school, "Even if you had all the answers, could you handle it?" I paraphrased him, but I have the right to since he paraphrased me...For those of you who really wanted to know.

I think I'm going to declare a major pretty soon...I'll keep everyone updated so to let you all know when it is official. I've been thinking about this major for the past two weeks. To be honest it scares me a little bit and I don't know if I would really be cut out for it. But...Who knows. Well, I will go now. I hope you all have a great rest of the day!

Saturday, March 18, 2006

On Jordan's Stormy Banks

Okay, I am about to do something hypocritical. When some people blog or write about how their day is going, sometimes they will just post lyrics. I have never been a big fan of this. Yet I have had this song stuck in my head since this afternoon, and I really like the lyrics of this song. I think it has a positive message, and I like to sing it myself! If you want to hear a small version of it sometime, contact me. Unless I don't know you, then that's just kind of weird. Anyway, here are the lyrics to, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks." Text by Samuel Stennett.

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand,
And cast a wishful eye
To Canaan's fair and happy land,
Where my possessions lie.

I am bound for the promised land,
I am bound for the promised land;
Oh who will come and go with me?
I am bound for the promised land.

All O'er those wide extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
There God the Son forever reigns,
And scatters night away.

I am bound for the promised land,
I am bound for the promised land;
Oh who will come and go with me?
I am bound for the promised land.

No chilling winds nor poisonous breath
Can reach that healthful shore;
Sickness and sorrow, pain and death,
Are felt and feared no more.

I am bound for the promised land,
I am bound for the promised land;
Oh who will come and go with me?
I am bound for the promised land.

When I shall reach that happy place,
I'll be forever blessed;
For I shall see my Father's face,
And in His bosom rest.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Breadbowls and Driving

I'm back at school now. I really enjoyed my sping break and it was relaxing, but it is time to get back to work. I need to step it up a notch with school this semester, so there will probably be a lot of me hitting myself going, "STOP PROCRASTINATING!" or "Hey...go do something!" It will be okay. I just need to get into the groove of things and make myself do it. I can do it! Woo!

I went to Panera Bread tonight. I must say, that I am impressed by Breadbowls. Who thought of this? Was some guy sitting around just like, "This soup is good, but you know what would be better? If we could eat the bowl!" I found that funny while I was eating, but then I found myself eating the Breadbowl as I was going on. There's one problem with that. If you eat the breadbowl and not the soup, the soup leaks out. One of the many things I have learned in College! But it's awesome. It even has the little "lid" you can put over the breadbowl. I ate that first. Although the soup was so so, I give it the Scott Thumbs up for the Breadbowl! I don't care if that's too words either, for my purposes it's one.

Have you ever driven home or on the highway at night? It is the most interesting feeling. You're surrounded by almost complete darkness with only your lights and those of other cars. I have had moments where it has just been me on the road with my lights to guide me. You have these peaceful feelings as the light hits all of the white lines. It's almost like you are heading toward something more. Not just your destination, but a feeling that something bigger awaits you. It really makes you think. I know personally, sometimes it makes me ask the question of what I am doing, and where am I truthfully headed. Then the answer comes to just keep driving. I'll know it when I get there.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Dentists and My Life

I'm on my Spring Break this week. Nothing really big has been going on. I've been working since Yesterday and I had a dentist appointment today before going to work. I like working, but I'm not a big fan of the dentist. For one thing it hurts my mouth to have it open for that long period of time. Then they poke you with sharp metal things, scratch it against your teeth, tell you how you need to floss more, and you go home with some "goodies." At least what Dentists consider goodies. If it were my kind of goodies there would be a Fat Moe's burger, frosty, and a coke. Can you imagine that at a dentists office? "We got your teeth all cleaned. Now be sure to eat all these fatty foods, drink all this soda, and don't skip out on those chocolates!" Of course I could see that being done because in their minds it would be like, "Ha ha ha....They'll be back soon!" But the dentist I went to today was very nice, very fun, and for the first time in a long time, it didn't make me feel like I wanted to run out the door in front of traffic. So it gets the Scott approval! :-)

I really didn't know what to write about in the blog today. I felt like I should post something. I've been thinking of a couple songs. I ended up spending most of my time on, "I Believe I can fly." Especially that one section in the second verse. It says, "I was on the verge of breaking down. Sometimes the silence can seem so loud. There are miracles I must achieve, but first I know it starts inside of me." This is a very profound song for being on the "Space Jam" soundtrack. I was sitting in the quiet trying to think of what to write about. When you are in a quiet room or in a place with complete silence, it seems that every thought in your head comes to you. You have to wonder how you can achieve inner peace if you can't even find silence in the silence. The silence is so loud. It's at that moment when you really have to look inside yourself and see the real truth behind it all. As it says in the song, "If I just believe it, there's nothing to it." Something to think about....

Before I go, I have a quick joke to post. Two Snowmen were sitting next to each other outside. One Snowman turns to the other and says, "Do you smell Carrots?"

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

The Kite Runner

It was such a pretty day outside! Granted this day was probably one that I have been dreading for a while. I had an English paper due today (which by the way...final draft due friday with MAJOR revisions) and I also had a midterm. Besides all my stress today and reguardless of how I felt, it was really nice outside. Students filled the quad and were sitting on grass, benches, the stone wall things, the guys were getting their guitars out and playing...it was a good feeling. I even acknowledged the prettiness of today and walked a little slower from class to class. Yeah for Sunshine! I love Spring (Coming soon to a state near you!)

Today was also pretty happy for me because I finished the book The Kite Runner. Oh my goodness. This was a very good book! It had so many themes and life lessons. The themes of friendship, redemption, character in a man, human nature, culture, etc. It felt like you and the main character were one person. You felt his pain through the entire book, and you rejoiced with him and encouraged him as he went to face his fears. You saw and experience the same things he did, and if you took an honest look at what faced, you may truthfully say that you may have made the same decisions that he did. Sometimes we forget the other side of human nature. We don't like to admit that we enjoy safety, that we want and need love and affection from others, and that we are looking out for one person....ourselves.

This book does address that people and times change, but it is also honest in this one fact. That fact being that life isn't always a happy ending. That sounds very depressing, but you need to look at it from this point. Life is not fair. There are good things and there are bad things. Anyone that reads this can say that life throws turns and twists your way and it doesn't end up like you want it to. However, our happy endings are what we make of it. Not what we are expecting or wanting it to be like, but living with the assurance that no matter what our ending is, that we approach it with a sense that we did the best we could. There were challenges before us, mistakes made, and regrets that we may have. To remember is important, but to accept them is key. For we are all like Kite Runners in a sense. Looking at the kite in the air, figuring out where it will land, and with a big smile and happy heart letting it fall into our arms and knowing that no one can take it from us. It's our Kite.