Matthew Lu - 12/17/04 - Reading 7 - Graham

Thursday, February 18, 2010

eBobby - Bobby is my 18 year old brother. He is currently at Northwestern. He is very nice to me

Becky - Becky is my 17 year old sister. She attends Churchill Highschool. She can be nice, but she usually tries to kill me

David - David is my dad. he is a cardiologist and he works at the VA. He likes to give me extra work in all my subjects to help me. He came to America from Taiwan when he was just 10

Susan - Susan is my mom. She is a pharmacist and she works at the FDA. She enjoys helping us with our English, and making our lunches

Phyllis - Phyllis is my grandma. She drives 30 min a day to come to our house to pick me up after school. She has her own garden where she makes many veggies. She makes sure that we eat enough fruit, and that we don't get sick. She often goes to markets to buy us candy and food. She enjoys spending time with my family and loves to overdose our dog with treats

Moose - Moose is my second dog. We got him to soothe us after our last dog passed away. He is very fast, small, and active. He is a papillon mix that is sometimes called a velociraptor because he can stand on his hind legs forever. He loves sneaking upstairs even though he always get caught by my dad and is quickly sent down. He enjoys sleeping on our leather couches, sticking his head out of the car window, and picking me up after school. He is our house guard because he hears everything and barks whenever he hears someone coming to the the door

No mo snow plz

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I am related this this

itadakimasuuuuuuu

It's times like these that I'm glad I am a woman and free from the shackles of snow shoveling. My father and and younger sibling, on the other hand, are a bunch of suckers. Lost power all of Saturday and didn't accomplish much aside from whining and being cold. But for the first time ever, our family sat around the kitchen table (flashlights pointed at food) without the distractions of the evenings news or laptops or crossword puzzles. At one point, my mom went nuts and started lighting candles in the most obscure corners of the house. And there was my dad, following closely behind and blowing them out faster than she could re-light them. She eventually gave up and we all decided to play a nice, civil game of Scattergories. My dad and little brother are suspiciously good at this game..........must investigate further.

Letter: "L" - "Things found at a circus"
Matt: Losers. Who goes to circuses anyways?

Went in for a teeth cleaning last week and found out I've been brushing/flossing incorrectly my entire life. Inconceivable. My new dentist took one look and said, "Let me guess....you brush your teeth like a monkey" and proceeded to correct my toothbrush grip and brushing motions. I'm kind of upset that my childhood dentist never said anything to me about this....it's as if she was setting me up for failure. Anyways, I've decided my new dentist totally rocks based on his tooth brushing instructions, cool x-ray bibs, quirky sense of humor, and extensive collection of Star Trek models.

Discipline

Thursday, February 4, 2010

So I'm trying this new thing out....called a disciplined life. You know, like doing things when you should do them and not when you want to. I'm taking baby steps, but I'm definitely able to see those baby steps build up and play out in other areas of my life and now it's getting sort of exciting. Baby steps like getting to work a few minutes early and trying to respond to e-mails in a timely fashion. A few weeks ago, I started a new bedtime routine - in addition to showering + brushing teeth, I've been flossing + crest pro-health rinsing (this stuff is delicious and I sort of have to remind myself that it's mouth wash...not a tasty drink) + quiet time. I've also been keeping my room 'somewhat clean', which is a vast improvement from 'huge disaster area'. But last week's message at Frontline convicted me to stop serving God my leftovers at the end of the day. Todd Phillips calls it "being spiritually married but living the single life". You don't leave the last, half-dazed 10 minutes of your day to spend with your spouse. So this week, I've been trying this new "waking up early" thing for early morn quiet time. Biggest hurdle: my bed. A mega pity that my comforter is so soft and my mattress topper so ridiculously insulated. Forcing myself out of my bed into the arctic tundra that is my bedroom has proved to be my most formidable adversary.

I need a space heater dish.