[09:49] sarahwlee: dude, but isabel's a pimp
[09:49] sarahwlee: i officially deem isabel "emerybay pimptress"

I whole-heartedly agree!!!!

I watched "Passion of the Christ" last night. It was very good. Not in the same sense I watch other movies and deem them "good." But in the sense that this movie hits you at your core. Kenneth said it right. It's a very draining movie. It's very intense. It's gory. But I had to keep reminding myself, this is probably what Jesus had to go through and more. The hitting, the spitting, the humiliation... all of it. Someone said they wanted to beat up the Roman soldiers. I agreed.

I think the parts that really got to me were not so much seeing Jesus being beaten, but seeing the hurt in Mary's eyes. To see your son undergo such a brutal punishment, and at the same time have to accept it as the will of God. She was a strong woman.

I cried some during the movie. My friend, Paul, would say I cried a lot. But to tell you the truth, I was holding back tears. I could have cried the heaving, choking, pit of your stomach cries. Maybe I was just saving tears. I'm watching it again on Saturday.

Rain, rain
go away
come again
another day

On the MUNI, I always pass by this one grocery store in the morning. Each morning, I see a guys stacking the fruit in nice little piles. Always makes me smile for some reason. But today, I saw him pick up an apple and spray it with 409. I guess it's to make it shiny, but EWWWW. So make sure you wash your fruit very well.

There's a protest outside my building today. We share the building with Bechtel. This morning, there were fences around the entrance, and I had to show them my badge before I could even get inside the building. They closed the building from 12-2. Good thing I brought my lunch today. But it's kind of scary, the feeling of being locked in. And I can hear them yelling from the 20th floor.

I love watching people put on makeup on the bus. The first thought that runs through my head is, "Dude, do that stuff at home." But at the same time, I'm so fascinated by what I'm seeing, I can't take my eyes off.

I think you can tell a lot about a girl by looking at how she applies makeup. I'm not saying, it means one thing if she applies lipstick before mascara, or does it the other way around. I don't know what it is... the ritual of putting your face on, or just watching the transformation. It's a lot of fun. hahaha.

How cool would it be if I had an accent? Not an asian one though...
I can't even fake one so I don't even try. I just sound bad.

While I was in Indonesia, a lot of my teammates were from Texas and North Carolina. Spending a summer with them made me want to say "ya'll" and draw out my words.

Sarah is actually pretty good when it comes to doing a Southern accent. She thinks her English accent is good, but it's really not. hahaha.

I got to work earlier than usual this morning. I guess it's really the time I should come in... anyway, I think the reason I was able to leave the house earlier was because I spent less time in front of my closet trying to figure out what to wear today. But now I'm paying for it. My jacket doesn't match my shirt, which doesn't match my pants, which doesn't match my shoes. Today, I'm a walking fashion disaster.