I haven't yet spoken of my love (not!) for rapper, rogue, media figure Fifty Cent. Quite honestly, I haven't had the time.
But I've found a site that sings his praises.
The only thing that would make it better is if that advertisement was removed from the end...
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
We're shooting a pick-cha*
*props to the thread on the old Fametracker forums. May they RIP.
Springtime in Toronto. You know what that means?
Movie mania. :)
A few weeks ago, every weekend at UTS they were shooting the Antonio Banderas flick, Take the Lead. They didn't like the school's steps, so they put a false front on them. There were New York Post boxes, etc.
I've never seen so many NYC cabs in one place at once. Even when I visited New York.
About an hour ago I went to Hart House for a workout. I passed row upon row upon bloody row of trailers. Apparently they're shooting a television series called Beautiful People. I couldn't find it on the IMDB, but if you click on the link provided and scroll down, you'll find some information.
The University of Toronto's campus is a producer's paradise. The architecture is gorgeous. I remember once I was walking with a friend and we noticed a group of people preparing for a wedding. She made a comment about the oddness of someone getting wed on school soil.
My thoughts?
Our campus is freakin' gorgeous. I wish I had a digicam--I'd post pics.
Mind you. Some of the buildings are fugly. But a good 80% of what I've seen has been absolutely splendid.
But as I was saying... *sigh*
At this rate, I'll be tripping over camera cables all summer.
Springtime in Toronto. You know what that means?
Movie mania. :)
A few weeks ago, every weekend at UTS they were shooting the Antonio Banderas flick, Take the Lead. They didn't like the school's steps, so they put a false front on them. There were New York Post boxes, etc.
I've never seen so many NYC cabs in one place at once. Even when I visited New York.
About an hour ago I went to Hart House for a workout. I passed row upon row upon bloody row of trailers. Apparently they're shooting a television series called Beautiful People. I couldn't find it on the IMDB, but if you click on the link provided and scroll down, you'll find some information.
The University of Toronto's campus is a producer's paradise. The architecture is gorgeous. I remember once I was walking with a friend and we noticed a group of people preparing for a wedding. She made a comment about the oddness of someone getting wed on school soil.
My thoughts?
Our campus is freakin' gorgeous. I wish I had a digicam--I'd post pics.
Mind you. Some of the buildings are fugly. But a good 80% of what I've seen has been absolutely splendid.
But as I was saying... *sigh*
At this rate, I'll be tripping over camera cables all summer.
Sunday, May 15, 2005
On Your Knees.
"Wake up, World. Wake up, and pray!"
--Pastor Todd, during tonight's sermon
Why do humans run from the Lord? Why do we think we can survive this life without Him?
The closer I strive to walk in fellowship with God, the more I feel my need for Him. The more I see the need for Him in others.
We are arrogant in our selves. But none of THIS--the "all" that we have--was achieved on our own.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
*The Big V* and Me
One of the constant curiosities of my adult life has been my sexuality. Specifically, my decision not to have sex of any kind until I am married.
I read in the TV listings that a movie about virginity, called The Big V will be on Vision TV this week.
I might have to miss it, as I am attending a meeting. However...It seems like it'll be interesting.
Among other notable quotables...
I couldn't have said it better myself.
I'm tired of my sexual status being perceived by our culture as a shameful thing.
I'm a romantic. It is true that I crave affection, like you would not believe. Sometimes the longing within has been so strong, I have consulted friends to verify my normalcy. Truth be told, I have cried over it, many, many times.
And yet.
I fail to see the point of getting involved with someone just for the sake of getting involved. I'm determined to hold out for The One that God has chosen for me.
I read in the TV listings that a movie about virginity, called The Big V will be on Vision TV this week.
I might have to miss it, as I am attending a meeting. However...It seems like it'll be interesting.
Among other notable quotables...
"We've gone from being ashamed for having sex to being ashamed for not having sex. Promiscuous people are not expected to justify their promiscuous behaviour. We take it for granted. It's all done in the name of fun. I don't see why the virgins of the world have to justify themselves."
-- Romeo, gay male (my italics)
I couldn't have said it better myself.
I'm tired of my sexual status being perceived by our culture as a shameful thing.
I'm a romantic. It is true that I crave affection, like you would not believe. Sometimes the longing within has been so strong, I have consulted friends to verify my normalcy. Truth be told, I have cried over it, many, many times.
And yet.
I fail to see the point of getting involved with someone just for the sake of getting involved. I'm determined to hold out for The One that God has chosen for me.
Thursday, May 12, 2005
More Relevant wisdom.
Earlier tonight I finished reading this article. It's very poignant as I am in a place in my life where as I am becoming more faithFULL, I am learning the importance of standing up for my beliefs.
Why am I selective about which of my friends I discuss my faith with? Why do I--even among those friends--pick and choose regarding which aspects of my faith I discuss?
This faith of mine does not run on an easy road. The prize is worth the fight, but the reaction of others can prove to be unpleasant. And it can be very uncomfortable to deal with people's unpleasantness regarding something that you cherish.
Maybe I'm riffing off of Todd's sermon from this Sunday, but I'm just stating what I know to be true.
Why am I selective about which of my friends I discuss my faith with? Why do I--even among those friends--pick and choose regarding which aspects of my faith I discuss?
This faith of mine does not run on an easy road. The prize is worth the fight, but the reaction of others can prove to be unpleasant. And it can be very uncomfortable to deal with people's unpleasantness regarding something that you cherish.
Maybe I'm riffing off of Todd's sermon from this Sunday, but I'm just stating what I know to be true.
Good Morning!
Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7
A friend referred me to those verses the other night when I was overcome with stress. I thought I'd pass them on. :)
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
I might as well accept it.
I am God's, and no one else's.
This is a reality that I have been resisting throughout my life.
It's been almost 30 years. Time to stop being foolish.
That's all I care to write tonight.
Once again, I'm up past my bedtime. Hope to sleep soon and write something more significant later.
Maybe this weekend...?
This is a reality that I have been resisting throughout my life.
It's been almost 30 years. Time to stop being foolish.
That's all I care to write tonight.
Once again, I'm up past my bedtime. Hope to sleep soon and write something more significant later.
Maybe this weekend...?
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Getting Out of The Boat.
Long ago I read this book by John Ortberg.
Increasingly, as I walk through this life, I feel that God is calling me. These days when I go to church, my pastors' sermons sermons seem to be exactly what I need to hear.
Mere seconds ago I hit Relevant's site, I came upon this article. It's as though it was written just for me.
I am at a point of tremendous transition in my life. It is also one of tremendous faith. I feel called to make a decision that could land me in severe trouble. Or paradise.
And I feel as though God is calling me to do it.
I swear.
When I pray, I hear him ask, "How much do you trust Me?"
It's starting to make me nervous.
I have been blessed so much this year. I don't believe that it will end. I certainly don't want it to.
Increasingly, as I walk through this life, I feel that God is calling me. These days when I go to church, my pastors' sermons sermons seem to be exactly what I need to hear.
Mere seconds ago I hit Relevant's site, I came upon this article. It's as though it was written just for me.
I am at a point of tremendous transition in my life. It is also one of tremendous faith. I feel called to make a decision that could land me in severe trouble. Or paradise.
And I feel as though God is calling me to do it.
I swear.
When I pray, I hear him ask, "How much do you trust Me?"
It's starting to make me nervous.
I have been blessed so much this year. I don't believe that it will end. I certainly don't want it to.
Friday, May 06, 2005
P.S.
I find I'm growing a great deal spiritually. I finally(!) understand why people go to church.
This, after having been a PK when I was a little girl.
More on this sometime soon.
As I said, I'm getting sleeeeeeeeppppppppy. ;)
This, after having been a PK when I was a little girl.
More on this sometime soon.
As I said, I'm getting sleeeeeeeeppppppppy. ;)
So much, so good, so bad.
The thing that frustrates me a great deal right now is that people can't put two and two together.
Look at all the freedom we have--to do as we please, without considering the consequences. Everything just...Is. Nothing matters, except people's own personal happiness.
And yet somehow...The world feels like it's more out of control now than it's ever been. Certainly in my lifetime.
More on this some other time. There are pieces of this cryptic rant that are definitely missing.
Off to bed.
Zzzzzzzzzzz.
Look at all the freedom we have--to do as we please, without considering the consequences. Everything just...Is. Nothing matters, except people's own personal happiness.
And yet somehow...The world feels like it's more out of control now than it's ever been. Certainly in my lifetime.
More on this some other time. There are pieces of this cryptic rant that are definitely missing.
Off to bed.
Zzzzzzzzzzz.
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