Commando Mando Strikes Again!!

Sorry for the wait.....it's a song but I can't figure which one.....

2005-09-09T21:30:00.000-07:00

So yeah, Debbie brought it to my attention the other day that I still had a blog and had not written in it for some time, and should in fact do so soon. It's just too bad I have nothing really to say. I guess I could talk about my crazy fun experience with the big city of Calgary with Caleb and his mom and all his great friends, but I think most of you have already heard about that anyways......
or I could go on and on about the Foo Fighter concert, but I think people might start to down right hate them just because I seem to love them so much, so that's no good either......
ooo, or I COULD fill this thing up with little pictures of fun stuff. If only I actually knew how to do that. So how bout no. This is a terribly boring blog so far if you haven't noticed.
Ok, well.......school's in now, and basically everyone except my sister and brother-in-law are going. My mom's goin to school!:) But yeah, my brother is now in highschool with me. It's kinda weird, but I like it. He's fun, and funny, and it seems all of his friends kinda like me, so that's cool. A little bit weird though. (Hey look, my cousin Jimmy just walked in the door!) Ok I'm just rambling still. I'm sorry. I don't blame you if you stop reading now. This is about how interesting my life has been for the past few days. It's been nice. Today I went to school ----I only have 2 real classes by the way, Pre-calc math and History, and then band/choir and jazz band every 2nd day ---- and then came home and did next to nothing for a while in the terrible muggy heat that today was filled with, and then I went to the co-op only to find that it was already closed, and then i sorted and rolled some coins, which I actually kindof like to do for some unknown reason.
Ya know, I have stuff to say, but it's not the kind of stuff I would like to tell just anyone ya know? Person to person is much better. OH! Here's something that really bugs me. There's this one secretary at my school who used to know my sister fairly well, and I have to go into the office quite a bit because I'm the treasurer this year, so I have to talk to her quite a bit. I should fill you in on my sister a little bit before I go any further though. She dropped out of school a little early last year because she was certain that she was not going to be able to pass one of the manditory classes that she needed to graduate, and it was making her increadibly stressed out and crusty and just plain miserable to be still going to school as well as working and trying to plan a wedding and other such things as that. At first, everyone at school just assumed that she dropped out because she was getting married in the summer(which she did, and she married a great guy. She got a good one!) but that wasn't exactly it. Anyways, this secretary has been steddily taking every opportunity to call Christie down about quitting when she did, and the other day I went in to pick up some couses and she said "you're not doing the same thing as your sister are you?" and I kinda just tried to ignore her, and said i was adding a bunch of courses, and as the conversation went on she went on to say how Christie had given up, and wussed out, and all these other things and finaly I couldn't take arguing nicely with her anymore, so I took a form and said "yeah, ok, whatever" while rolling my eyes and walking away. Now, granted, that was not the most respectful thing to do, but it did seem better than goin psyco on her or reaching across that nice new desk and decking her. I'm sorry, but you just don't talk about my family like they're crap. Ya just don't ok? No good! I think that Christie is basically my hero. She's doing basically exactly what I want to be doing some day.(hopefully sooner than later, but still obviously not right now) She's in love with and married to an amazing man of God who's completely perfect for her. Quite honestly, I know all you teachers are gonna hate me for this one, but right now my only motivation in life is to get married to some frickin awesome guy and have some babies and be an increadibly good wife and mother. One of my friends told me one day, I think I was in grade 10, that if he could be the best at anything in his life it would be to be the best husband/dad. I don't think I'll ever forget that. That's much more important than getting super awesome grades in school. Ok, well that took alot of time actually.
It seems that everytime I blog I start to rant. I'm sorry. It just happens. I really don't ENJOY complaining, it just happens to happen alot......I need to work on it.
Anyways, I hope I can blog on this baby a little sooner this time. That was nutzo.

Mandy Mac

Didn't your parents ever teach you to share?

2005-04-22T12:06:00.000-07:00

Haha, mine didn't, but my sister did! As in she shared my clothes. Love ya Chris! Anyways, my friend is kinda goin through a dilema of sorts, and it just hit me how important it is to share God. Then my other friend was telling me about her attitude lately(she doesn't like it by the way). I think we all know the one. "I know what I know, so why do I need to share it? Why not just hide it in the back of my mind where I can keep it. I'm already saved, so what does it matter?" Well, that's not exactly her attitude. More like the first sentence. Anyways, that feeling kinda overtakes me alot when I'm around people who I'm almost certain don't know Christ. Well, I think it's more like when I'm around the "beautiful people" who don't know Christ. (that be the loved ones that don't think they need anyone) . I'm much more likely to aproach the unloved outcasts. Ya know that song "Beautiful Letdown" by Switchfoot?

"What a beautiful letdown
Painfully uncool
The church of the drop outs, the losers,
The sinners, the failures, and the fools."

I love those guys. They're usually the least judgemental and the least concieted. And that's who I usually feel comfortable with. That's right, in my opinion, the "uncool" are cooler than all y'all cool people!

Ya know, there's this girl in my class (who rocks by the way. She's so freeking nice!) And she has been rejected and made fun of to no end. And yet, she's still probably the nicest person I've ever met. Anyways, guess who she hangs out with now. "the druggies" is what people like to call them. Yeah sure, they do some drugs sometimes, but honestly! There's much more than that to those people. And by the way, this girl does NOT do drugs now that she's hanging out with those people. They didn't even try to force her to. Yeah sure, they've offered her a cigarrette before, but they've offered me one too. I didn't take it, and neither did she. People can't force you to do things like that. You always have a choice. Remember, God won't give his children more than they can handle.

Wow, that became very long and off topic. Anyways, that was just a long way of saying some stuff that's been on my mind lately.

Mandy

I forgot

2005-04-18T21:00:00.000-07:00

CALEB AND MEGAN ARE HERE. ONLY FOR ABOUT A WEEK, BUT STILL. I'M TYPING IN VERY LARGE LETTERS! WATCH! SEE!

School=no time for better things(i.e. friends!)

2005-04-18T20:37:00.000-07:00

Yeah, so this blog, as of yet, has absolutely no point. I've been very busy lately with school and festival and work and school and projects and LA and Chemistry. So basically school. Infact, I think I'll change this blog name right now. Ah, there we go. that looks better.

So I had this project due in LA today, and we had to wear flappers to present it. "Why?", you ask. Well, because none of us in the group had enough time to do anything fabulous, so we figured if we dressed up it would maybe make the teacher think we cared, and put more into it than we actually did. LA sucks by the way. It makes me want to throw things and do other such violent natured activities because I can't just fall asleep, and I suck really bad at all things english-related. K, well maybe not the talking part, but other than that.....Anyways, we had to wear flapper dresses(wow, I got really off-track). If you've never worn one of those babies, I don't think you can properly appreciate the hiddeousness of it. It's REALLY ugly. The worst part is, my mom likes them! How!?!?!?! Boy I tell ya, the guys had it much better back then! All they ever had to wear were suits and golfing-type clothes(granted, those were pretty bad too, but better than the flappers).

Don't ya hate it when you're talkin to someone and they won't say anything back? It's really kinda annoying. Oh, then the all too famous "brb". When really, they won't be right back. It's gonna take a flippin half hour to do whatever they're doing. Then by the time they're back, you're gone. Not very cool. This is one of the many downfalls of msn. Also there's the whole people sending viruses and not meaning to because somehow the virus got hold of their msn and sent it to everyone that signs on. Yeah, that's not cool either. Ow, headache. Those are also about number 789503.27 on the "Top 789503 cool things" list. They hurt. ow. my brain needs sleep.

Oh yeah, speaking of which, just so you know, the reason this blog is so messed up, and kinda like me talking when im very over tired is because it's abotu 11:PM and I haven't been sleeping very well for a very long time, and I need some good sleepness. Also a car.
goodnight.

Mandy Mac

2005-04-10T19:32:00.000-07:00

Hey, first I just want to say sorry for the increadibly mean-ish way I wrote that last blog. I wasn't trying to put a guilt trip on anyone by the way. Chances are that if you actually read this stuff, you're one of my really good friends and I love you very much. That was just something that I had been talking to one of my friends(best friends) about that, and I just had to get it off of my chest. Anyways, onward ever onward.

So this blog is going to be dedicated to people who are too flippin cheap to go out and buy an increadibly good movie. I have sitting infront of me a BURNT copy of "Are We There Yet" and "Blade Trinity". For one thing, those movies look kinda dumb to me, but that's really not the point. I would like to break the disk in many miniscule pieces right now, but I won't cuz it's not mine. I think it's actually my brother's....or one of his friends'. Anyways, if you honestly like a movie enough to illegaly rip it off, why don't you just go out and buy it!?!?! Then there comes the whole "well that'll cost money though". So why are people so frickin obsessed with money?! I don't understand it! It's not like you can take it with you. It won't make you happy to have more of it. YOU BOUGHT THE BURNER AND BLANK CD'S IN THE FIRST PLACE BUDDY! So obviously you're not that bad off. I just can't comprehend how being cheap is all of the sudden so much more important than being legal.

Ok, so I've made myself kinda frusterated now, I think I should go now. Dangit, these things always get me all riled up!

Mandy Mac

two of the most importan things you can do...

2005-04-09T20:44:00.000-07:00

Reading God's word, and praying are 2 of most meaningful things you can do. So why is it that those 2 things(for most Christians) get the least of our time, and sometimes even the least concentration. That goes for me too by the way. I don't do it near enough. Why is that? Because I, for some increadibly stupid reason, fill my life with other stuff that doesn't actually matter. That stuff's not gonna matter when you get to heaven. Ya think God's gonna look at me and say "So Mandy, how many Choirs were you in in highschool?" or "How many friends did you have?" or "How mandy parties did you go to?" or "Hey, good job for goin around and getting drunk every chance you get, doing increadibly stupid things that probably hurt at least one person in some way. Oh, and thanks for never talking to me, or letting me talk to you(Bible). That was sure cool of you!"
God should be the first thought on our minds, but He's not is He? Not in my mind. First thing I think is probably something like, "what if I get hurt?", or "what would my mom think?". I really wish I knew what that was all about. I really don't actually feel pain like most people anyways. (I had my thumb cut open by a nice cemi-sharp snowboard on spring break, and I didn't really feel all that much till a few days later.) Anyways, I hate to think of how us Christians look to the rest of the world. I wonder how many perishing people there are that refuse to even think about putting their trust in Christ because of all the "hypocrites that call themselves Christians". Ya know, the worst part of that quote is that it came from one of the best friends I ever had/will have, and that person, I'm almost certain, is a Christian. Yeah, so it seems that in acting like God has no part in our lives(let alone making Him Lord) we are not only giving the rest of the world more of a reason for not coming to Christ, but we're discouraging our brothers and sisters in Christ.

1 Thessalonians 5:10-11 says:
¹⁰He died for us so that, whether we are awake or asleep, we may live together with him. ¹¹Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.

Festival....blegh!

2005-04-06T14:13:00.000-07:00

So today I had to start festival! YAY!!!.....or not. Oh man, that kinda stuff is really NOT my favorite thing to do! Goodness! But anyways, it all went ok tonight(or so the judge lady figured) for the most part. Till my whole body started to vibrate, and I started feeling as though I couldn't breathe. Oh, and when it was over, the floor got a nice splash of nose-water. That's right. I took one sip. ONE! And then spit it all out my nose. Well, all except that on which I choked and nearly puked back out. That was pretty crummy. Didn't feel too good. Almost as bad as the ice-cold McDonalds Coke last time. Let me tell ya somethin, Dasani burns just as much. Your nose was just not meant for liquids man!

Anyways, back to my original topic for about 2 seconds before I head off to bed: I am Deffinately not looking forward to the next 2 days! They're completely full of singing. Which involves standing. And being tired and nervous and quite possiblly sweaty. That's not a pleasant thing! Not at all. I think you're probably pretty lucky if you don't do the whole festival thing. The only reason I still do it is cuz I'm in voice and piano, and I'm kinda forced to.
Anyways, speaking of this horrid subject has reminded me to go practice on that stranger quitar in my living room. Goodnight Y'all!

Mandy M

Mr. Clock

2005-04-04T06:09:00.000-07:00

So as it turns out, my alarm clock must be set really really fast because I keep freakin out, thinkin that I'm extremely late for church/school/work/something else of importance. That's really not a very good feeling you know.
Yesterday we were doin music at church, so I set my alarm clock for 9 in order to be there by 9:45. Well I got downstairs and was about to leave, but when I checked the clock, it said 9. Like what the crap?!
Then today, I slept in, and I got up, and my clock said 8:15, well I figured since it's a little fast, I had about 15 minutes to get out the door.(I leave at 8:15 for those of you who don't know.) Then I got down here, about to leave again, I glanced at the clock, and it said 8:00!
I dunno, maybe my clock just keeps getting faster.
But as for now, I'm gonna sit around and listen to AudioAdrenaline.
Mandy Mac

Why Mandy?? WHYYYYYYY?!?!?!?

2005-04-02T20:19:00.000-08:00

K, so it was kinda makin a little angry that I was readin all these blogs that my friends have(who by the way, are frickin intelligent/hillarious) and yet I couldn't even say anything about it cuz noooooooooooo, Mandy doesn't have a blog site, so she's not allowed to comment.....Yeah, that's about the other reason. OTHER?! What the?! I meant the ONLY reason. oops.

So it seems as though I have absolutely nothing of real interest to say, so I'munna leave y'all with that, K? K!