For those who don't know, I'll just state it plainly: My birthday is this Wednesday. I'll be turning 22, and I'm hoping that I'll get to do something special to celebrate, like go out to eat. I already know what I want for my birthday, and, unless you're one of my immediate family members, I am not asking you to buy me anything. Still, this time of year gets me thinking about what happened on my previous birthdays: the presents, the celebrations, the fun, and, at one point, the tragedy. I will describe some of those events in this post.
The first birthday I remember with some clarity was my seventh. That was when I got my first Mac, and, man, did I love that thing. So many good things happened to me because I had it. I spent so much time on it playing games, doing homework, typing stories, fooling around with the settings, etc. It was so much fun.
I don't really remember my eighth birthday at all, but I do remember that I got a Magic School Bus CD-ROM game for my ninth birthday, and then another (different) one for my tenth. At that time, my family couldn't have chosen a better gift, because I was a computer addict, and I was obsessed with The MSB. I also got a sleeping bag for my tenth birthday, which was a little big for me, but I grew into it, and an art set.
When I turned 11, I had a Scooby-Doo themed party. I asked all my guests to wear SD shirts, and my mom and I had gone to Target and bought every party item they had with that cartoon dog on it. My brother-in-law brought over CatchPhrase, and we had a good time with that.
On my twelfth birthday, my mom and I had planned to take some friends and go see the movie Snow Day. However, a severe winter storm ended up hitting that day, and we weren't able to do it. I didn't even get to see the movie until a few years later, when my mom bought it on video. I did end up getting Mario Golf for my Game Boy Color, though, as well as an LCD racing game.
My thirteenth birthday was unlike any other. While we did celebrate, I also went and helped my Boy Scout troop sell candy bars to raise money. My brother-in-law told me that it was my day and I didn't have to do it, but I chose to anyway. The presents that year were Hoyle Board Games for my computer and an accessory kit for my GBC.
The only thing I remember about my fourteenth birthday was that I got a night-light set from my sister. All I remember about my fifteenth birthday is that my sister and brother-in-law took me out to Friendly's and that I got Pikmin for my GameCube. I do remember my sixteenth birthday very well, though. I got the ApologetiX album Adam Up on CD, as well as a Hilary Duff magazine, some CD-Rs and a CD labeling set. What I remember the most is that I was listening to one of the songs on Adam Up, and I was laughing so hard, my mom and sister both thought I was crying.
I will never forget my seventeenth birthday, because it was by far the worst birthday I ever had, and is probably the worst one I will ever have. That was the day my oldest sister--not the same one who got me the aforementioned presents--passed away. She was severely disabled, and we knew she probably wouldn't outlive us, but it was still a very sad day. I tried to make the best of it by going out with my aunt, uncle and cousin, yet it didn't make me any happier. Although it was probably insignificant compared to what happened that day, I got the A'X New and Used Hits CD, two GameCube games, and Spider-Man 2 and I, Robot on DVD from my family, as well as an MP3 player from a friend.
Thankfully, my eighteenth birthday was much better. In fact, I still talk about a funny story that started on that day: My sister and my niece were over at my house to celebrate my birthday, and my niece, who was just under a year old at that time, was upset by me blowing out the candles. We immediately decided not to have any candles at my sister's birthday three days later. So, when that came around, my sister, brother-in-law, niece, mom and I were sitting at the table around the cake, and we barely got through the first line of "Happy Birthday" when my niece started crying again. Somehow, she associated that song with candles being blown out, which upset her. My niece spent a few years being afraid of the birthday song. The gifts I got that year were a Sharper Image stereo and a book about the iPod.
On my nineteenth birthday, I got The First Garfield Fat Cat 3 Pack, which I had been wanting for a while. I received Perfect Strangers on DVD for my twentieth, which was interesting because the power went out on my birthday for the first time. Last year, I got money and gift cards to Borders and iTunes from my family, as well as a Star Wars DVD from a friend. Who knows what will happen this year?
Friday, February 5, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Yes, I am a bookworm.
I've mentioned before, both on this blog and Facebook, that I am a volunteer at my local library. I have been volunteering there for about eleven months. I've met some great people, and it's really been quite fun. In fact, I think volunteering there has made books a hobby of mine, more than they used to be. I will explain all that and more in this post.
I'd like to say that I've always liked books. It's somewhat true; I could read all by myself before I was even in kindergarten, and I went to the public and school libraries pretty frequently as a child. I checked out some fiction, but I also read a lot of non-fiction about dinosaurs, computers, space travel...whatever interested me at the time. However, during part of my rebellious teenage years, I didn't like reading as much. During my time in middle school, I spent much more time going on the Internet, watching television, listening to the same songs a million times, or playing Game Boy Color or GameCube than I did reading. Even when I did read, it mostly wasn't for fun. We were assigned some books to read, and I read them, and there was the Accelerated Reader program that required reading and affected our grades the last two years of middle school, and I took part in that, but the only book I remember reading for no other reason than I just wanted to was A Wind in the Door by Madeleine L'Engle, which was the sequel to a book I was required to read. I also didn't read too much during the first two years of high school, either. My mom probably never expected me to like reading again...but, believe it or not, a yard sale in my neighborhood changed all that. Some guy there was selling a box full of Star Wars novels. I'd seen all the movies, and I liked them, and the books were cheap, so, I bought a couple. The only SW literature I'd read previously was the novelization of Attack of the Clones and one or two juvenile chapter books, so I wasn't sure what to expect. Well, when I started reading the first novel, I was BLOWN AWAY! It was better than the movies! I started checking the library, bookstores and other yard sales for more SW books, and reading those also led to me finding other book series that were really good, too, including Harry Potter, Alex Rider, Maximum Ride, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Acorna, and Star Trek.
When I started volunteering at the library, I found out about things the library had that I hadn't known about before. One such thing was Inter-Library Loan, where one library gets items--books, music CDs, audiobooks, DVDs/VHS tapes, etc.--from other libraries. Using that system has saved me a lot of money, because if the library hadn't been able to get those items, I probably would have had to rent/buy them, which would have cost a lot.
I've been wanting to say this since I started this post, so, here it is: I think I've spent more time in the past year doing things involving books--reading them, reading about them online, reviewing them using LivingSocial, talking about them, shelving/organizing them both at the library and at home, buying them from library sales/yard sales/used bookstores/etc., processing them to be discarded--than I have spent doing anything else besides sleeping and maybe Facebooking. You may think that's a bad thing, but I say, there are too many people of my generation who hardly if ever read, and I'm sure that there are people who know them and wish they would read more. Well, if you want a well-read college-age person, look no further than yours truly. Plus, volunteering at the library is a service to the community, and the library has helped me immensely through the years, so why shouldn't I give back?
Any comments?
I'd like to say that I've always liked books. It's somewhat true; I could read all by myself before I was even in kindergarten, and I went to the public and school libraries pretty frequently as a child. I checked out some fiction, but I also read a lot of non-fiction about dinosaurs, computers, space travel...whatever interested me at the time. However, during part of my rebellious teenage years, I didn't like reading as much. During my time in middle school, I spent much more time going on the Internet, watching television, listening to the same songs a million times, or playing Game Boy Color or GameCube than I did reading. Even when I did read, it mostly wasn't for fun. We were assigned some books to read, and I read them, and there was the Accelerated Reader program that required reading and affected our grades the last two years of middle school, and I took part in that, but the only book I remember reading for no other reason than I just wanted to was A Wind in the Door by Madeleine L'Engle, which was the sequel to a book I was required to read. I also didn't read too much during the first two years of high school, either. My mom probably never expected me to like reading again...but, believe it or not, a yard sale in my neighborhood changed all that. Some guy there was selling a box full of Star Wars novels. I'd seen all the movies, and I liked them, and the books were cheap, so, I bought a couple. The only SW literature I'd read previously was the novelization of Attack of the Clones and one or two juvenile chapter books, so I wasn't sure what to expect. Well, when I started reading the first novel, I was BLOWN AWAY! It was better than the movies! I started checking the library, bookstores and other yard sales for more SW books, and reading those also led to me finding other book series that were really good, too, including Harry Potter, Alex Rider, Maximum Ride, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Acorna, and Star Trek.
When I started volunteering at the library, I found out about things the library had that I hadn't known about before. One such thing was Inter-Library Loan, where one library gets items--books, music CDs, audiobooks, DVDs/VHS tapes, etc.--from other libraries. Using that system has saved me a lot of money, because if the library hadn't been able to get those items, I probably would have had to rent/buy them, which would have cost a lot.
I've been wanting to say this since I started this post, so, here it is: I think I've spent more time in the past year doing things involving books--reading them, reading about them online, reviewing them using LivingSocial, talking about them, shelving/organizing them both at the library and at home, buying them from library sales/yard sales/used bookstores/etc., processing them to be discarded--than I have spent doing anything else besides sleeping and maybe Facebooking. You may think that's a bad thing, but I say, there are too many people of my generation who hardly if ever read, and I'm sure that there are people who know them and wish they would read more. Well, if you want a well-read college-age person, look no further than yours truly. Plus, volunteering at the library is a service to the community, and the library has helped me immensely through the years, so why shouldn't I give back?
Any comments?
Monday, February 1, 2010
Classic Sitcoms, Science Fiction Novels, and Obscure Songs
Yes, the three things I mentioned in the title have something in common. What, you ask? They're things that I really enjoy, yet most people, including a good part of my friends, seem to dislike them, to say the least. I'm not necessarily obsessed with any of those three things; I think my friends would probably say I was obsessed with celebrity crushes, finding a girlfriend, my past, and/or Facebook. Still, they are pretty high on my list of favorite things, despite what popular opinion of them is.
What's also funny is that many things that are popular with people, especially those the same age and gender as me, are things I couldn't care less about. For example, people all over the country are gearing up for the Super Bowl this Sunday. Yet, despite being a college-age human male, I have never been able to understand any sports, let alone football. Most sports--and I know the opinion of what is a sport and what isn't varies greatly from person to person, as evidenced in my high school--have all these complicated rules that I probably couldn't even begin to understand. Then, there's the problem of what team I root for. I've known a lot of Philadelphia Eagles fans, from an entire family that lived on my block in the 90's to two teachers at my high school, so maybe I'd root for that team. Yet, based on where I'm from, which I am not revealing on here, I should be rooting for another team, or, that's what the football fanatics say. I really have no idea, and, if a team had an even somewhat bad season, I'd probably drop them in a flash. All it took was part of that abysmal movie Campus Confidential for me to stop crushing on Christy Carlson Romano, even though I'd liked her for over two years.
You know what, though? I really don't care. I'm allowed to like and dislike whatever I want. So, if I choose to like reading Star Trek novels, watching Mork & Mindy, and playing "Cotton-Eye Joe" by Rednex over and over, but am not a fan of any sports team, hardcore metal music, or MySpace, what's wrong with that? No one, and I mean no one, should be forced to like something. If you like watching football as much as you can, go ahead and do it! I'm not going to say you shouldn't. I could say that certain sports fans take their devotion to their team(s) too far, but, when it comes to being too devoted to things, I'm probably more guilty than anyone else I know. Different people like different things. That may sound cliché, but it's still true. I'll like what I want to like, and you, whoever you are, whether you're my friend or my enemy, can like whatever you want to like. You people agree, right?
What's also funny is that many things that are popular with people, especially those the same age and gender as me, are things I couldn't care less about. For example, people all over the country are gearing up for the Super Bowl this Sunday. Yet, despite being a college-age human male, I have never been able to understand any sports, let alone football. Most sports--and I know the opinion of what is a sport and what isn't varies greatly from person to person, as evidenced in my high school--have all these complicated rules that I probably couldn't even begin to understand. Then, there's the problem of what team I root for. I've known a lot of Philadelphia Eagles fans, from an entire family that lived on my block in the 90's to two teachers at my high school, so maybe I'd root for that team. Yet, based on where I'm from, which I am not revealing on here, I should be rooting for another team, or, that's what the football fanatics say. I really have no idea, and, if a team had an even somewhat bad season, I'd probably drop them in a flash. All it took was part of that abysmal movie Campus Confidential for me to stop crushing on Christy Carlson Romano, even though I'd liked her for over two years.
You know what, though? I really don't care. I'm allowed to like and dislike whatever I want. So, if I choose to like reading Star Trek novels, watching Mork & Mindy, and playing "Cotton-Eye Joe" by Rednex over and over, but am not a fan of any sports team, hardcore metal music, or MySpace, what's wrong with that? No one, and I mean no one, should be forced to like something. If you like watching football as much as you can, go ahead and do it! I'm not going to say you shouldn't. I could say that certain sports fans take their devotion to their team(s) too far, but, when it comes to being too devoted to things, I'm probably more guilty than anyone else I know. Different people like different things. That may sound cliché, but it's still true. I'll like what I want to like, and you, whoever you are, whether you're my friend or my enemy, can like whatever you want to like. You people agree, right?
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Why I Don't Complain Near As Much Anymore
You may not have known this, but, in years past, I was a big complainer. I used to complain about anything and everything to anyone who would listen. My mom was subject to hours upon hours of complaining, sometimes about things that had happened years ago. However, I don't complain to hardly anyone at all anymore. Like everyone, sometimes I just need to get things off my chest, and, unlike most people, I don't feel any better unless there's a possibility of someone hearing/reading what I have to say. Still, even that doesn't happen that often.
Why? Simply because I really have nothing to complain about. Yes, I am almost 22 and still living at home. No, that's not exactly where I want to be. There are plenty of things I want: a job, a wife, a flat-screen iMac, etc. However, I figure those will come eventually. From where I stand, things could be a lot worse. In fact, they have been at times. There are many things I'm thankful for right now. I'm thankful for my family's new house, since it enables me to walk to the library. I'm thankful to be out of school. Some of you people who went to school with me may find that offensive, but you friends of mine had nothing to do with it. It was the bullies, the homework, the exams, the projects, certain teachers, etc. I am very glad I don't have to deal with all that anymore. I'm also quite thankful that my mom has a well-paying job. Some of you may not know this, but, from the summer of 1999 to February 2001, my mom started a day care in her own house because she couldn't find anyone to take care of my disabled sister. I can tell you that having several little kids running amok all day every weekday was no fun for either my mom or me. I think we are both very glad that she doesn't have to do that anymore. Look at all the other stuff my family and I have: three computers, three cars, three TVs, countless books, several DVDs, five DVD players (including a portable one), a brand-new iPod, a very nice portable CD player, a few pairs of headphones...and the list goes on. I'm not trying to brag about what I have, especially since most of you reading this probably have more/better stuff than I have anyway. My point is: There are millions of people around the world that would give anything to have even 25% of the stuff my family and I own. I am thankful to God that He blessed my family and I with enough money to have those things. So, even though my life may not be perfect, it certainly could be a lot worse.
Why? Simply because I really have nothing to complain about. Yes, I am almost 22 and still living at home. No, that's not exactly where I want to be. There are plenty of things I want: a job, a wife, a flat-screen iMac, etc. However, I figure those will come eventually. From where I stand, things could be a lot worse. In fact, they have been at times. There are many things I'm thankful for right now. I'm thankful for my family's new house, since it enables me to walk to the library. I'm thankful to be out of school. Some of you people who went to school with me may find that offensive, but you friends of mine had nothing to do with it. It was the bullies, the homework, the exams, the projects, certain teachers, etc. I am very glad I don't have to deal with all that anymore. I'm also quite thankful that my mom has a well-paying job. Some of you may not know this, but, from the summer of 1999 to February 2001, my mom started a day care in her own house because she couldn't find anyone to take care of my disabled sister. I can tell you that having several little kids running amok all day every weekday was no fun for either my mom or me. I think we are both very glad that she doesn't have to do that anymore. Look at all the other stuff my family and I have: three computers, three cars, three TVs, countless books, several DVDs, five DVD players (including a portable one), a brand-new iPod, a very nice portable CD player, a few pairs of headphones...and the list goes on. I'm not trying to brag about what I have, especially since most of you reading this probably have more/better stuff than I have anyway. My point is: There are millions of people around the world that would give anything to have even 25% of the stuff my family and I own. I am thankful to God that He blessed my family and I with enough money to have those things. So, even though my life may not be perfect, it certainly could be a lot worse.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Obamicon.Me: My New Addiction
Have you tried the Obamicon site? It's amazing! You can have so much fun with your photos! Here are some of my creations using that site:
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Why I Am (And Probably Always Have Been) A Nerd
Those of you who know me know that I'm, well...a little different than everyone else. You could blame it on my autism, but I think some other factors are at fault as well. The truth is, I always have been different from everyone else. Not only that, but some of my traits are characteristic of a nerd. I will explain that and more in this post.
I don't really agree with Webster's definition of "nerd," and a friend of mine even said that Webster doesn't agree with the modern world. Still, Wikipedia's "Nerd" entry lists a number of traits that I have noticed in myself. One such thing is:
Another such thing is:
Some of my friends probably remember what a fanatic I was about things throughout my life that pretty much no one else in my grade cared about. When I was little, it was all about my computer. In kindergarten, we were asked to say what we were thankful for. Others said their family, their friends, etc. Yet, I said my computer. Later addictions were The Magic School Bus, Mork & Mindy, Disney Channel, and Scooby-Doo, all three of which were liked by few people if not no one in my class but me at different points in my schooling, in most cases because they were seen as "immature". I also like "things relating to fantasy and science fiction," especially comic-book movies, fantasy/sci-fi books, etc.
That brings me to my third point:
Maybe I'm not obsessed with Star Trek or Star Wars, but I would say that I'm more into it than a lot of people. Seriously, how many people do you know that have read as many SW books as I have? More to the point, how many college-age people do you know that even liked Trek before the J.J. Abrams film came out? I asked some of my friends my own age, and most of them said they hate it. Being into comic-book movies may not be that nerdy, because many of those (i.e., The Dark Knight) have become some of the highest-grossing movies of all time.
Now, here's the thing: I don't think there anything wrong with being a nerd. Nerds can be quite helpful at times, especially for those who are computer-illiterate. God loves everyone, including nerds.
What do you think? Am I a nerd, or no? Leave a comment if you have something to say!
I don't really agree with Webster's definition of "nerd," and a friend of mine even said that Webster doesn't agree with the modern world. Still, Wikipedia's "Nerd" entry lists a number of traits that I have noticed in myself. One such thing is:
They typically appear either to lack confidence or to be indifferent or oblivious to the negative perceptions held of them by others, with the result that they become frequent objects of scorn, ridicule, bullying, and social isolation.Well, that's very true for me. I've been ridiculed at many places I've been to, including every school, from my first elementary school until college. For the most part, I wasn't "indifferent or oblivious to" what people were saying about me, but I'm pretty sure I lacked confidence, because I still do.
Another such thing is:
Some nerds show a pronounced interest in subjects which others tend to find dull or complex and difficult to comprehend, or overly mature for their age, especially topics related to science, mathematics and technology. On the opposite end of the spectrum, nerds may show an interest in activities that are viewed by their peers as immature for their age, such as [...] things relating to fantasy and science fiction.
Some of my friends probably remember what a fanatic I was about things throughout my life that pretty much no one else in my grade cared about. When I was little, it was all about my computer. In kindergarten, we were asked to say what we were thankful for. Others said their family, their friends, etc. Yet, I said my computer. Later addictions were The Magic School Bus, Mork & Mindy, Disney Channel, and Scooby-Doo, all three of which were liked by few people if not no one in my class but me at different points in my schooling, in most cases because they were seen as "immature". I also like "things relating to fantasy and science fiction," especially comic-book movies, fantasy/sci-fi books, etc.
That brings me to my third point:
They are also stereotyped for being obsessed with Star Trek, Star Wars, and other science fiction shows or movies.
Maybe I'm not obsessed with Star Trek or Star Wars, but I would say that I'm more into it than a lot of people. Seriously, how many people do you know that have read as many SW books as I have? More to the point, how many college-age people do you know that even liked Trek before the J.J. Abrams film came out? I asked some of my friends my own age, and most of them said they hate it. Being into comic-book movies may not be that nerdy, because many of those (i.e., The Dark Knight) have become some of the highest-grossing movies of all time.
Now, here's the thing: I don't think there anything wrong with being a nerd. Nerds can be quite helpful at times, especially for those who are computer-illiterate. God loves everyone, including nerds.
What do you think? Am I a nerd, or no? Leave a comment if you have something to say!
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Random Thoughts
It's been a while since I've really said anything of substance on this blog, so I figured I'd update it. I'll talk about some random topics, since I can't really elaborate on just one.
Most of my friends already know this, but, for those who don't, I have been volunteering at my local library. I had a job working at a convenience store, but I was let go from that quite suddenly. It's not likely the library will hire me anytime soon, but it's got nothing to do with anything I did. The library is just under a "hiring freeze" right now, so, even though I submitted an application months ago, there's little chance they'll call me. It's okay, though; volunteering keeps me busy, plus, I really didn't feel comfortable working at that convenience store anyway, since it was also a liquor store, and, right before I was let go, I turned 21.
While volunteering at the library, I've been checking out a lot of stuff. I realize now that a series I used to like (Clue, based on the board game) was full of conniving, hateful characters, which makes me not want to read another one of those books again. I've also reserved/checked out some movies, including Bride Wars and Hotel for Dogs shortly after their DVD releases. While the former was funny at times, the latter was just plain boring.
Also, thanks to the library, I have learned how great book sales are. Another library in a neighboring city always had books for sale in a special room. That's not the one I'm volunteering at, but the one I am volunteering at has something similar. In fact, today and yesterday, I bought a bunch of Star Trek books. I'm starting to get into Trek because of not only the recent movie, but also some of the "classic" ones, like Nemesis. I'm in the process of reading Star Trek: Federation by Judith and Garfield Reeves-Stevens, and it's really good. Any of them that I don't like or don't want to read again will go into our family's yard sale this fall.
Speaking of which, we did have a yard sale at my sister's house in May. We had it two Saturdays in a row, and we sold quite a bit of stuff. I sold a bunch of DVDs, including Star Wars: A New Hope (which I had two copies of,) and my Perfect Strangers season set. In fact, only two DVDs didn't sell, and I wasn't really expecting them to, either.
I have started using my laptop more, as well. I was using my Mac, but it's over five years old, and it's definitely showing. It can't even run the latest version of Flash. So, I switched to my laptop, which is where I am typing this from. I've only turned my Mac on twice in the past month. My dad set it up so that all our computers are online now, including his Dell, which he's had at our house for a while. I sometimes use his because it starts up faster, although doesn't like me doing that.
In a previous post, I talked about how I'd given up on ApologetiX. Well, I tried to sell my collection of their CDs in the aforementioned yard sale, and not one of them sold. Even our local used music store wouldn't accept them, nor any of the rest of my CCM CDs. I'll try to sell them again in our yard sale this fall, but, if they don't sell, I may just donate them to someone or somewhere. Who knows? Maybe I'll find someone who wants them all, and I'll let him/her have them! (Please, no offers to buy them unless you personally know me.)
It also seems like I've been meeting up with a lot of people from my past lately. In the past week, I have seen my sixth grade homeroom teacher, my fourth grade math teacher, and one of the teachers from my high school, all of which it'd been months if not years since I had last seen.
So, that's what's been going on lately. Any comments?
Most of my friends already know this, but, for those who don't, I have been volunteering at my local library. I had a job working at a convenience store, but I was let go from that quite suddenly. It's not likely the library will hire me anytime soon, but it's got nothing to do with anything I did. The library is just under a "hiring freeze" right now, so, even though I submitted an application months ago, there's little chance they'll call me. It's okay, though; volunteering keeps me busy, plus, I really didn't feel comfortable working at that convenience store anyway, since it was also a liquor store, and, right before I was let go, I turned 21.
While volunteering at the library, I've been checking out a lot of stuff. I realize now that a series I used to like (Clue, based on the board game) was full of conniving, hateful characters, which makes me not want to read another one of those books again. I've also reserved/checked out some movies, including Bride Wars and Hotel for Dogs shortly after their DVD releases. While the former was funny at times, the latter was just plain boring.
Also, thanks to the library, I have learned how great book sales are. Another library in a neighboring city always had books for sale in a special room. That's not the one I'm volunteering at, but the one I am volunteering at has something similar. In fact, today and yesterday, I bought a bunch of Star Trek books. I'm starting to get into Trek because of not only the recent movie, but also some of the "classic" ones, like Nemesis. I'm in the process of reading Star Trek: Federation by Judith and Garfield Reeves-Stevens, and it's really good. Any of them that I don't like or don't want to read again will go into our family's yard sale this fall.
Speaking of which, we did have a yard sale at my sister's house in May. We had it two Saturdays in a row, and we sold quite a bit of stuff. I sold a bunch of DVDs, including Star Wars: A New Hope (which I had two copies of,) and my Perfect Strangers season set. In fact, only two DVDs didn't sell, and I wasn't really expecting them to, either.
I have started using my laptop more, as well. I was using my Mac, but it's over five years old, and it's definitely showing. It can't even run the latest version of Flash. So, I switched to my laptop, which is where I am typing this from. I've only turned my Mac on twice in the past month. My dad set it up so that all our computers are online now, including his Dell, which he's had at our house for a while. I sometimes use his because it starts up faster, although doesn't like me doing that.
In a previous post, I talked about how I'd given up on ApologetiX. Well, I tried to sell my collection of their CDs in the aforementioned yard sale, and not one of them sold. Even our local used music store wouldn't accept them, nor any of the rest of my CCM CDs. I'll try to sell them again in our yard sale this fall, but, if they don't sell, I may just donate them to someone or somewhere. Who knows? Maybe I'll find someone who wants them all, and I'll let him/her have them! (Please, no offers to buy them unless you personally know me.)
It also seems like I've been meeting up with a lot of people from my past lately. In the past week, I have seen my sixth grade homeroom teacher, my fourth grade math teacher, and one of the teachers from my high school, all of which it'd been months if not years since I had last seen.
So, that's what's been going on lately. Any comments?
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