Churchin’ It Up

My church has a teenage ministry that I’m involved in through music.  I just started with the worship band about a month or two ago and so far it’s been really fun.  We meet every Thursday to “practice” (i put that in parentheses because we like to mess around while we attempt to practice) and play every sunday morning for the teenage congregation.  Our pastor, Jonathin, is brand new to the church.  He’s young and pretty dorky but he’s a cool dude that has good taste in music.  He is usually behind all the shenanigans that interupt our rehearsels.  Last Thursday, he started throwing dodgeballs at everybody and then our pianist/vocalist girl Leah got involved in it with him and his dodgeballs.  He hid behind corners and waited for her to walk by, snickering as he chucked the ball at her when she got close enough.  She would retaliate by chasing him with the ball he just threw at her, stopping when she got about five feet away, winding up, and throwing it at him with all her strength.  It always is entertaining.  Even today while we were warming up before church, he pulled out a laser pointer and started pointing it at everybody, distracting them from playing and making them mess up.  It keeps me interested when there is no drumming on a song.

Random Thoughts 11/3/08

What it do, baby boo?

Life is going good right now.  I can’t complain at all.  My girlfriend keeps getting better everyday.  Friends are starting to emerge everywhere.  I think i finally know what i wanna do with my life in terms of college and a career choice.  My music skills are improving because I’m actually practicing.  That goes for my English skills, also.  It’s been pretty eventful this week. =]

BEING GROUNDED SUCKS BALLS.  I don’t think I’ve ever been so bored out of my mind like this ever.  I can’t drive anywhere, I can’t see anyone, and no one can come over.  This blows cock.  Shit.

Ausin Offenbacher and Natasha Adams now have a thing. Yay!  I’m happy for both of them.  This arrangement is good for me in the way that I’ll be seeing Austin more.  I like the idea of hanging with him because I haven’t hung out with him in a long while.  Jazz band is hella boring without him there so you know he’s a freaking hilarious kid.  Damn Kraut… hahahahah

NEW PRESIDENT TOMORROW!!  Excited to see Obama win…. I mean excited to see McCain and Obama fight for votes… No i mean i want Obama.  It seems that Obama is way more popular in the high school and college level.  I still don’t know why.  I should look into that.

That is all. Laterssssssss

Panda Express and the Great Orange Chicken

I fell asleep last night at about 12:30pm on the couch.  I’ve never really done this before, so as I woke this morning I asked myself, “What the hell am i doing downstairs?” Needless to say when your mom wakes you up at eight in the morning because you fell asleep on the couch with no pillows, blankets, or pants, your going to be tired.  So i went upstairs and slept till noon.  My mom woke me up (once again) and told me to get dressed because we were going to get my brother food since he was working as a security guard at the downtown ice rink trailer. 

We started out of the house.  We stopped at Costco for gas and Burger King for my brother.  I personally didn’t want a greasy hamburger from fast food so i skipped out.  We dropped the meal off with my brother and my mother said, “Do you want some Panda Express?”  HELLS YEAH I WANT PANDA EXPRESS! I love that place and is the only restaurant where i will eat chinese food (which is weird considering the fact that it is a chain fast food restaurant and not authentic homemade Chinese food).  So off we went, the long drive to Panda Express seeming to take forever. 

Now the only thing i really go to P.E. (Panda Express) for is the orange chicken.  Its bits and pieces of fried chicken smothered in a sweet, tangy orange sauce.  If heaven has a food court, P.E. and its orange chicken has the longest lines.  One bite and you’ll be hooked like a crack addict.  I got my orange chicken and some chicken potstickers; the normal order for me.  My mom copied my order, and we sat down and ate the orange deliciousness.  The only bad thing about orange chicken is what it does to you coming out..

And I leave you with that thought.