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Name: Jon Jon
Birthday: 8/26/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: Sports, Computer Games
Expertise: Computer Games
Occupation: Unemployed
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Member Since:
11/13/2005
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| Some say life is a story. Some say its a path in which we learn to deal with the difficulties and embrace the pleasures. well actually i just said them. We are all playing a role in a story. We do our battles, our farming, our dancing, our feasting, some are slain by the dragon while others make it through and rescue their lady. Now to us. when we look at our lives we tend to see us as the great hero our heroin. We tend to put ourselves in the center of the novel, we think that we each live our own story. But no. how much more selfish can we be? we cry out poor me, what about me, why cant i do that, thats not fair. If we were the main character those common complaints could be justified. if the world revolved around us we should be able to complain as much as we want to. but again no. we are only side roles. im not trying to minimize our role, we do have a very important job to do. but we have to leave the seat of glory to God. Having that view point changes the perspective of everything. things become fair, and there is reason for so much more.
kinda on the same track, it seems that we all live through different kind of movies. that didnt make sesne, but in kindergarten is was a G rated kind a movie. there wasn't much plot, simple humor, but it was so much fun at the time. then we move on to PG, thats elementary school. things here are still fun and gay. kids laugh and the good guy allways wins. but when we move on to high school things get a little more sketchy. pg13. there is alot more drama and fast paced action sequences, and things take a much more complicated turn. some good guys die along the road. and some times its a bad guy which is a good guy. things arent allways what they seem. But things change a bit more in college. the crude humor and locker room talk is reality. no more joking about it, why not do it. the R is very real in college. even in the middle of the day there is darkness around each corner. but whats next? i dont want to think of what grad school will be.
cheers.
i miss bfa....
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| well ive taken a xanga fast since like january. haha. i think thats when facebook came along. i thought the rest of the world had stopped aswell. but then its just me i guess, kinda shows how self centered i am. but yeah so im jonjon, incase some forgot. i graduated from Highschool now. and thinking more and more that jonjon will have to stay in highschool. i asked some people about it and they said that the girls would find it kinda cute, but the guys would find it a little too cute. and seeing that i dont really care for such reactions it might be wise to move on. so if anyone has any ideas it would be gladdy appreciated. so now im in thailand land. its really different then anywhere else ive been. everyone is rreally short. it makes crowd scanning a little easier. um, went to a snake farm and a monkey training center. kissed a cobra and got kissed by a smelly monkey. yeah im lonely. haha then tommorow am going to a zoo. they say they have a panda. well see if they still have one by the time we leave. might go ride an elephant one of these days. well hope everyone is well. and that i can be rejoined into the xangazon world. the late jonjon | | |
| what is inspiration? what is it that at random times fills us with a sense of creativity and logic. it is from inspiration that all goodness flows. a doubt the the constitution was written with out it, or the homework about the albatross. well what ever it is, i definitly dont have it. i am extremly bored presently. well we had the pacer test today. i did good but felt really bad afterwards. pretty much. new semester is good and great. less stress more fun. thats what the world is built around for me these days. gnight | | |
| Another knotch on the stick, another chapter in the big book, another calender in the trash and my personal favorite; another hole in the belt buckle. aye another year has come. another year gone never to return but in our dreams and the pathetic digital images we have captured. For some its a clean sheet, 3 more strikes, and my personal favorite; a clean plate. but why, why is it that millions of people have to wait a year before they decide to change things in their lives that they are not proud of? why do we do newyears resolutions when we have that oppurtunity every day and every hour? its a waste of hundreds of days if we break our vow in the first few months? plain silly if you ask me? so dont ask me. what lies before us? what have we left behind? its a brand new adventure waiting to be launched and a brand new colt waiting to be tammed. lets all be cowboys and tackle this stallion and have energy to ride it off into the setting sun. Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved? -Odysseus | | |
| for those of you who thought that the Grinch was the only one who was able to steal Christmas you are most terriblly mistaken. and yes, i am bitter for my Christmas was infact stolen then none other then my dear swedish Mother. i didnt think it was possible, how could a time of so much cheer and happiness be stolen and stuffed away in a canvas bag and not opened until later. well, from my current discription of my mother she might seem as a horribly mean person, she is actually a amazingly awsome mother who loves us all very much. it just so happens that my mother works/volunteers at a nearbye hospital helping withbirths and what not, so basically a midwife. so one of her nursefriends son's wife's belly was infact enlarged with a little baby boy. and the birthdate was to be none other than decmeber 25, at 10 am Christmas day!!! some of you biology experts might be surprised "how in the world can they predict so acutally?" well us turks are just that good. no the hospital's baby delievery is 95% c section. or how ever that is spelled. it works out well i guess cause turks never have more than 2kids anyway. sooo, she wanted my mom to be there, so my mom was there, so we moved christmas back two days or so. so in fact today is christmass eve!!! merry christmas everybody. yeay. good times. cute baby by the way, i wanted them to name it jon jon, but they just looked at me funny. my name in turkish becomes can can, cause the c's are pronounced as j's and so that means like life life. its kinda funny. but oh well. its not everyday one can see a new born baby born on christmas day. so small and defenseless. and yet so special bringing joy to everyone who saw it. the nurse had reserved 3 rooms for the reception and it was a ball. some memorable quotes slash phrases "well i think its a whale", luigi, Gilbert, "i didnt steal christmas, its not christmas today, everyone else is early" have yourself a happy, holesome, hilarius, harmonus holiday | | |
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