Conformity

Conformity.
It keeps us running.
Stop to catch a breath, then we keep running.
Never going to stop going in circles.
We like to hide by the game of camouflage because we know
we can win.
So keep your head down
and keep your pace up
and you’ll be okay.

Safety is conformity.

Oh, boring!
It’s all the same!
Stop ignoring yourself.
They are not your definition,
so wake up from your sad condition,
losing yourself
to everyone else.
Who are you?
Yeah, you?
Yeah, you?
Yeah,
you?

Strike off on a trail on your own!
It’s not safe, and you might feel alone.
But you’re not! No, you’re not.
No, you’re not alone.
And you are free,
free to be,
free to see,
so look around
and listen to the sound
of peace.

Someday

Rest in Peace, Missy Blackbird.
(classmate and friend)

Someday
by Aimie Cox

I picked a flower off the stone,
Wiped it off and took it home.
I gently hid it among the Pages,
So it may linger through the ages.
Color faded and petals dried,
I kept it ‘til the day I died,
And for the passing of each friend
To this task I would attend.

One day when my time has passed,
And eternity begins at last,
I’ll find within the Word of my heart
the flowers, fresher than the start,
A fresh, blossoming bouquet!
One day...
Someday.

Victory!

My engineering class had to build a truss as our mechanical design project. We were to be graded on the quality of our bridge by taking the ratio of the ammount of force it would hold up (lbs) divided by the weight of the structure (g). We were only allowed to use the wood and glue they provided for us, and we did a lot of designing beforehand. We worked in groups, and my group decided to use my design. Thursday, we tested the bridges, and guess who got the highest ratio out of all the other groups in my professors sections?!?! (And the highest grade for that portion of the project)

Ours totally won with a ratio of about 15! The structure itself was solid. It eventually failed because the glue was so relatively weak.

I think it won because we named it Layla. (That was one of the songs we listened to while building it.)

The Truth:

Home is where your guitar is.

(Finally Baylor has become my home. I just got my guitar today!! *sniff sniff* I'm so happy!)

Intro

Well, I don't know if ya'll are ready for this, but I wrote a rap today in my intro to engineering class, which I may simply describe as what feels like a waste of time. I'm actually kinda proud of it, and definitely got some props from a couple classmates I shared it with. I felt ya'll should see it too, although it really isn't the same just reading it. It's much better performed.... (I pull off the stereotypical rapper dialect.) I'll try to help out with how I type it up.

Chek it!

I'm feelin' inspired
since I desired
to spend sum time
layin ou' my rhyme...
This E-N-G 13-0-1
Got my head unduh-the-gun
Can't wait til it's done
Cuz it ain't no fun
What duh hell're we doin'
Cuz dis class is screwin'
With whatI'drather be pursuin'
Atleastourgrades are a shoe in
It feels like a was[t]e
This class all ovuh duh place
Drooldrippin' down yuh face
Eyezcovered with uh glaze
Movin' at a slow pace
Why can't we cut to the chase?

(*rhythm change*)

We know IR equals V
And IV equals P!
Man, you think that we
Nevuh did see
Any 'lecticity?

(*rhythm change*)

In them comfy green chairs
You see us with them blank stares
Wonderin' "Who cares?"
Yeah.... Sic' em, bears...

Coocoo choir song... enjoy...

So the English translation of one of my Spanish choir songs reads as the following (with "cucu, cucu," at the beginning of EVERY line):

the frog was singing
under the water
a gentleman passed by
with a cape and hat
a lady passed by
with a long skirt
a babysitter passed by
carrying a salad
he asked for a piece
she wouldn't give him any
he went back in the water
and swam away

I didn't know why it wasn't making sense in Spanish, until I figured out that it doesn't make sense in English either!

Silence Survey

OK, this what happens when you spend time checking out the library. I'd like to know your answers...

Is silence merely the lack of sound, or is it a sound itself? What do you personally think?

By definition, it should be the first choice, but I remember something I've read before that once described silence as "deafening" and I think some people might actually consider it a distinctly recognizable noise of its own. Or maybe it is a sound in the sense that it can communicate hesitation or agreement, etc. (Go figure I have "Sound of Silence" by Simon and Garfunkel stuck in my head...) I'm not sure what to think myself.

Inzone Inspiration

I just had to share this sunset shot I took from the Baylor vs. Washington State game last night.

When I left in the 4th quarter it was 42-14!
Sic em' bears!

Oh, and just so ya'll know, I survived Hurricane Ike. Waco wasn't really hit that hard, although it was a bit windy and rainy today. There weren't even any tornadoes or anything. How boring is that?! :-P

My roommate on the other hand says her family in north Houston doesn't have any power, and they'll be without it for about 3-4 weeks... A lot of trees blew over around there. (Please pray for those in the coastal area. Lots of flooding to deal with too...)

Mmhmm... I'm in Tae Kwon Do club too!

Asians say: I am
Honorary Korean.
They are so friendly.
^_^

I shake my head.

You know what's funny about being at South for too long?

I get an email from the Latin Dance Society, and I have a double take, thinking to myself, "I never signed up for anything mormon... Why am I getting LDS stuff???"
:-P