Tell me why you think your Important

“Tell me why you think you are important.”

“I think I am important because I am an individual.”

“What does that mean to you to be an individual?”

“It means there are things about me that are completely unique.”

“Do you belong to yourself?”

“I think so.”

“What makes you unique?”

“My nose, my personality, my sleeping and eating habits.”

“Anything else?”

“My spirit.”

“How does your spirit interact with the spirits around you?”

“Sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes I am alone. Sometimes I write notes, make phone calls. My spirit interacts with spirits around me when we talk. When we talk for more than a half hour.”

“Why a half hour?”

“After a half hour you can’t talk about meaningless things anymore. Things like the weather, or your weekly schedule, or your basic future plans.”

“How often do you talk with another spirit for more than this time?”

“I talk with my husband often. We talk at night sometimes until it’s very late at night. This doesn’t happen all the time. Just sometimes. Sometimes I talk with my mother on the phone for a while, but then I’m mostly listening. It’s not as interactive. It doesn’t usually count.”

“Do you like to spend time with friends?”

“I do. I really do. I love my close friends. I love spending time with them, talking with them. We just moving and I hope to make new friends.”

“Do you have a plan?”

“ I do, the plan right now is to finish school.”

“Why is that important?”

“People are important.”

“Why do you think people are important?”

“People are like me. I think I am important.”

Tell me why you think you are important.

Bill Collector

No kid ever says," I want to be a bill collector when I grow up!"

Well, I kow if my future kids ever say that, I'll take then to a psychiatrist until they start saying "police officer" and "doctor" like other first graders.

I'm so tired of these people calling my cell phone tyring to act like they are my friends in an attempt to fool me into admitting I'm really me.

It's the same thing every time:

Bill Collector" Hi, can I speak to Isabella?

Me: (trying to sound mean) Who is this?

Bill Collector: This is Susan

Me: Isabella is not here (click)

I mean c'mon now. I don't have any friends names Susan! Don't these bill collectors understand that a woman knows the name of all her female friends? An unknown wonam calling can't be good under any circumstances. If she's not trying to collect something, she's trying to sell something. If it's neither of those, then she found your number in her man's pocket. An unknow woman calling another woman's cell phone is automatically going to make a calle put her guards up. Not a good way to start of a bill collection attempt. Susan Sheesh...

You know, if they'd be hones with me, I'd be honest with them. The conversation would go like this:

Bill Collector: Hi, this is Susan from collection....

Me: I don't have your money, Susan (click)

See, we could save a whole two lines of conversation.

I'm sorry. I know I'm in motor mouth mode, It's just that a bill collector had the nerve t call my cell phone this morning about a bill that wasn't even mine!

Youth Mentoring

This semester I've signed myself up to become a youth mentor in a local middle school...So basically what have to do is to meet up with a young girl once a week and help her with home work, play games, chit chat a little.. and share with my girl some good old wisdom (hmmm...i think).

I never done this before and I'm thinking to myself the following:

I mean, seriously what have I gotten myself into:

Not that I've literally drowned myself, but it has made me think, when I was thirteen, what did I really need to know?

1. How to gawk at the unruly size of my own backside.
2. How to survive bra and dress shopping with my dad after being led into the maternity section.
3. How to avoid creepy old men in AOL chat rooms.
4. How to not embarrass myself.
5. How to not get laughed at by the cheerleaders by wearing a cow-spotted Gateway sweatshirt to school.
6. How to firmly resolve not to embarrass myself.
7. How to get out of swimming after having my hair relaxed.
8. How to dance.
9. How to be a high school freshman.
10. How to get the best possible score in the monthly Teen magazine quiz.
11. How to memorize my speech and not forget it in front of the whole class and fail miserably without a chance.
12. How to write notes to the boy I like.
13. How to not eat an entire bag of potato chips and three frozen burritos in one sitting after school.
14. How to lose twenty pounds.
15. How to write in my journal during class without being caught by Mr. Mouasher, English guru.
16. He wasn't really a guru. Just a middle-aged man with a mustache.
17. How to find the best acne solution.
18. How to wear makeup, including eyeliner application and finding the right shade of Covergirl powder.
19. How to apply a picture of Josh Hartnett to the side of my dresser.

I mean, these are just a few things, but . . . I just don't think that's what I'm supposed to talk about!

Wild Weekend

Friday February 6, 2009
Girl's Night out
Last weekend my roommates and I had a fun crazy weekend, in honor of Alisa's 22nd birthday party. We started the weekend on Friday with a fun girls night out. We went to see "His not that Into you" what an awesome movie it was. I truly recommend it to everyone!!

So after the movie we went back to our apartment and made come mock tails and chill at the hot tab. At least tried to chill at the hot tab ( aparently our apt complex closes the hot tab at 12) we got to the hot tab around 11:40 so we were there for about only for 15 min or less. But we didn't let that end our night.

Alisa, Madelaine, Lindsey and I @ the Hot Tub

We just end up going back inside the apartment and watch "Moulin Rouge".

Unfortunately I felt a sleep while watching the movie . So I don't remember much about it(that's alright I'll watch it again some time soon).

Saturday
February 7, 2009

Alisa's Birthday
The Next day I woke up extremely early so I can go to the library with Ben and get some studying done. Since I had a test and paper due the following week. So Ben and I went to the library but i couldn't study I started to fall in and out of sleep the whole time. Eventually we decided to leave and go sleep (We ended not sleeping). Later that afternon Ben, Lindsey and I went ot the mall so Lindsey could buy a gift for Alisa and some decoration for the party. (Not how I didn't get any studying done). Later that Night we had Alisa dance birthday party, it was great we had blacklights and a lot of snacks and great music. We had a good turn out of people...so we party up till 2 o'clock in the morning. (Not again I didn't study at all). Overall it was a great weekend with alot of excting events. For the good news I did get to wrte my paper on Sunday and studied a little for my test. SO everything turn out quite well and it wa an awesome weekend...

Alisa and Steven


B-day Girl


Ben, Me, Alex and Rachell(came to visit from Houston)


Ben Tatioka and Alisa


Cary, Me and Alisa


Party Girls and Boy


Alisa, Sagala, Kiyomi


Roommies
Me, Alisa, Madelaine and Lindsey

Best of 2008

Ben and I Christmas

The Best of 2008!!
The year 2008 was one of the hardest year yet very rewarding year. A lot of important life changing decisions were made on 08'. So this are my top 5 memories of 2008!!

1. Ben came to visit me up last April we had a blast. We took tons of pictures up in Salt Lake at the Temple Square grounds. (I'll post pictures later).
2. I went back home for the summer and got engaged.
3. Last August Ben moved up to Utah with me.
4. I got a job at the MTC. Its ok! (more stories to come about it)

Alisa and I backstage with Matt White

Beth at the Airport

Brittnany and I at a concert

Me, Megan and Nicole my Return Missionaries roommates

My Roommates (Apt 118)

Alisa, Brittany and I after a late night burger run

My Benny

My room roommate Beth

My Daddy and lil' sister Faith

Our deepest fear.

One of my favorite inspirational quote is Our deepest fear.

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond imagination.
It is our light more than our darkness which scares us.
We ask ourselves – who are we to be brilliant, beautiful, talented, and fabulous.
But honestly, who are you to not be so?
You are a child of God, small games do not work in this world.
For those around us to feel peace, it is not example to make ourselves small.
We were born to express the glory of god that lives in us.
It is not in some of us, it is in all of us.
While we allow our light to shine, we unconsciously give permission for others to do the same.
When we liberate ourselves from our own fears, simply our presence may liberate others"
By Marianne Williamson

You ever have that Dream?

you ever have that dream...
by samantha lorraine galang
you ever have that dream,
that was SO realistic
u woke up feeling different about the person u dreamt about?
startled, thinking u need a physical cuz ur blood pressure is sky limit
ur heart bangs two step beats on ur ribcage
ur breath races...desparately gathering to regain composure
it hurts to rise out of this painful stagnation but its so necessary
i know dreams are ur subconscious magnified...
or at the very least thoughts or feelings, you didnt know existed, dancing circles around the obvious...

so man, i guess the answer is to just
let it go
whether God is trying to say,
"damnit, wake up Samantha and listen to Me!"
or maybe i'm just sick and tired of being sick and tired (so cliche but true)
ur only as lame as the situation u stay in despite its worthlesness
ur only as worthless as the time u waste on him despite his onesidedness
guilty of being a lame duck
complacent
stop crying over spilled milk and WALK AWAY
or better yet, heal
without excuses
for him and your own actions or lack thereof
just unpack that baggage
and start fresh def
like a million bucks
its morning.
its a new day.