What sucks is the feeling of doing poorly on the ECN exam after I studied pretty hard for that. This morning sucked because I think I bombed another HST exam after feeling I knew the material pretty well. Yeah I wonder if I will score below a 1.0 on this since scoring a 3.0 on my first exam, I've been dropping.

I drove my mommy up to MSU yesterday to take my sis out to lunch. Finally my sis is not going to Myrtle Beach next summer! My mommy was talking to us about going to HK together next summer. I never thought my sis would ever go but she actually wants to go. I was surprised then I just saw a glow in my mom's eyes because she wanted her to go with them back to HK. That made my mom's day was hearing my sis saying that she is willing to go back to HK, well as long as she gets first class. My mom wanted to hear from me, but for now I have to decline. My work at ACA is more important to me unless something happens. My mom really wants me to go, so I can take care of my sis in HK. Yeah it was hard for me to say no to her because I love our family vacations. However, I still have our condo reserved in Daytona Beach around that time so maybe I can do something with that. Depending how things are in my life, I might go down there by myself to soak up the sun and get away. Or maybe I can plan a guys trip down there, but who knows for now.

I had a nice time talking to my mom in the long car ride too. She sensed just how much I've been frustrated financially speaking, when I get upset that everyone I know gets to go out of MI and the only way I can do it is if I pay for everything myself. By the end of the night, I felt like I just complained too much to her and was just an ungreatful son to her. I felt so stupid for being so ungreatful that she offered me to free mileage if I wanted to go somewhere because she has enough to get me anywhere. I was thinking of going back to Cali right away, but yet I like to think I can earn my way there. My mommy ended the night with me by bringing Outback to my house for me. It makes me think just of totally skipping the CBC Thanksgiving Service to spend more quality time with her.

I got a chance to talk to a good friend yesterday too. I'm thankful for getting a chance to know him the past few years. What I love about him is his caring for people. However, he's been down because people don't take the time to follow up or make that effort to check up on him. That's what I've been worried about with some people the past 3 years now. It's like people saying "I'll pray for you" well that's great. However, there is the follow up part, like do we still need to pray or has it turned into a praise? That's one thing right now that I love about Daddy Moy's Sunday School because their is follow up on people's prayer request. I mean the following up part is the caring aspect too. Anyways I will pray for you my friend because I know what you're going through, if anything it sucks even more. However, I will do my best to be a caring brother because no one should be fellowshiping on an island alone.

Nobody's Fool

Hold on to me Love
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was I love You and I'm not afraid
Can You hear me?
Can You feel me in Your arms?
Holding my last breath
Safe Inside myself
Are all my thoughts of You
Sweet raptured light
It ends here tonight

The other day, I've been thinking about the word communication. I look at it in terms of a 2 way street. Communication, is recipricative (sp?) where drop a bomb and get one back. I learned the other night, that it does depend on the other end's perspective. I've heard things about people being busy, so I guess you just get passed by on the freeway. Literally speaking, I always drive in the fast lane to pass people up. However, in life I tend to drive in the slow lane, wanting to greet those I care for. I noticed though as I'm driving in this slow lane, I'm getting passed up. I've been wondering, should I start signaling over to the left lane and pass everyone trying to understand other's perspective?

Thanks Sansan for taking me to the Pistons game, too bad Billups choked. But hey you got some extra bobble-heads out of it.

Now it's time for the stretch run this week as EED is cancelled. So I'm gonna head up to Sparty land. I'm excited that Small G and No G are back in the area, so I can hang out with them too. It just seems like so many things are coming at me these next 2 weeks. Turkey Bowl, Mommy's b-day, Wedding Reception, and b-ball tournament. I'm still trying to pick a song out to listen to for that tournament. Anyhoot, more on that this week because I hate our team name. I also found out yesterday that Bonnie's family is coming over here for a week. I wonder if I'll have time to even entertain her in the D and if I have enough Canton vocab left in my box to create convo's with her.

Everyone's living in the fast lane, I want to understand the perspective aspect. Drop a dime, get a penny, gotta love it eh.

Everybody's Fool

I'm happy yet it sucked last night after a night of a double header for v-ball. First at the Ford game, we swept all 3 games, but it sucked because Mike put himself on IR and is done for the season. Rich will be in and out, which leaves me to be the sole hitter. I like the pressure and the challenge, but I know I don't have to do it alone as I have great support.

Now I go over to Boulan, and despite everyone loving my stats of like 10 kills per game or whatever it was. It didn't get the job done, we lost all 5 games which sucked butt. Yeah I played great, but it wasn't enough to get the Dub. The theme at both places was lust I guess. At Ford, I was so focused on the game, next thing you know, the guys on my team are like wow look at that blonde bombshell on the other court. Then at Troy, you got one guy on my team letting the Kelly, and Melissa taking passes so he can stare at their booty from behind. Man it's like can we all just concentrate on the game together here.

I talked to my booty grabbing Melissa last night. It's cool now because after each kill I get, we have this little celebration hand thing going down. I don't know what to call it yet. Anyhoot, she told me that she is going out with Pepe! Yes, Pepe Sanchez who played with the Pistons last year and got traded to G.S. this year and is now out of the NBA. She told me she's gonna try to hook me up with some AND 1 stuff since that is Pepe's sponsors. In addition she is now good friends with Memo, so she's gonna try to introduce me to him, plus try to get me backstage passes for some games. Man I'm psyched if all this happens. From this day forward, I ain't knocking on Pepe anymore either.

My Last Breath

The last past Saturday b-ball sharings have been on my mind a lot lately. This morning I was driving to school, and I feel the same way as my girl, Steph D does too. I'm late for ECN right now, however I did do a good job on my Art presentation yesterday. Prof. Tyson thought that Shawn, Carl, Jeff, and I were the best group by far in class, so that looks like a 4.0. Erica and I got our exam back for HST, yeah we both score low, with me getting a 1.0. Gosh I hate this class, anyways EED 316 is cancelled next week. Shawn and I are seeing who wants to go to the casino next week since we have no class. However, as I continue think about Steph's entry, I'm probably gonna pass on it now, despite coming up with the idea.

Friday, I had to go to a student teacher meeting. As I sat there, I felt like that I'm getting closer to graduate, yet do I want to though? It's like I'm having so much fun, that I don't want to think about waking early to get to work on time. I mean how bad would it be if I overslept on my first day of teaching?

I went to ACA on Saturday before b-ball and as I walked in, all the kids were getting excited that I have finally decided to come back to visit. Yeah I miss them as much as they miss me too. I talked to Jessie, and dang it I was right I knew that was her picture on the Big Boy's menu. Her mom was talking to me about it and I'm proud of Jessie's accomplishments.

After Sunday's football day, I went back to my cousin's house with Frank. As we were eating dinner, waiting for Prime Time, we busted out a game of Double Dribble on my Nintendo. Gosh it was just like the old days, from Jr. High to the end of High School. As soon as I get home from practice, I would go straight to Damon's. From there, everyone would come over, and I mean everyone. We'd have like 20 people over, just to play b-ball on his driveway. We've hosted 3 on 3 tournaments amongst all of us. Summer time, that's all we did, play b-ball. I'd sometimes spend a night over there and wake up at 7:00 a.m. just to start working on my game as they were all older and bigger than me. In the winter, we'd all go over there to play football. Friday winter nights, all we did was form a squad to go up to Dumar's. We'd play video games on the side when we weren't playing football or b-ball. Those were the days, and now where I am at? Steph's entry reminds me of the convo I used to have with Gonads. I predicted it to her that once off to college, that she's gonna do the same as others have. My prediction is so far is dead on, it makes you wonder who your real dawgz are?

Double-header tonight, time to get down. Actually time to go to ECN now!

Whisper

Thank you to my 5:14 bro's and sis's for their celebration of my b-day. After fellowship, I come home to find out that my recycling bin has blown off to the wilderness. Now I'm just a little drained still trying to run off this all nighter. The only thing that keeps me going is listening to my Evanscence cd. As I got ready for school this morning I was really hoping for no school, but to no avail. Oh well when I get home, I will go and search for my recycling bin. Well now time to go to ECN to lead my peeps into another wonderful day of note passing.

Procratination, man I came into the ERL hoping to get my Art Project and ECN term paper done. I've been here for about 2 hours now and have not done anything. All I have done so far is play fantasy games. So a quick blog then I'm gonna bust some work out.

Yesterday, my old friend Dave came looking for me on campus. Dave was my very first friend that I made when I transferred into Plumbrook Elementary. We've been friends since 2nd grade and we were tight till about SHS dayz. As I continued the venue in football, b-ball, and tennis at SHS while he went to the bar/drinking road. Yet I still love him because he was my first friend. He lived down the street from me when we both lived in the Heights. We hung out like everyday, playing board games or some backyard football. My sis loved hanging out with us too when we were younger. Dave's mom, always loved my sis because she was the only girl when we hung out. Dave was the one who got me into wrestling, and I'll never forget that night that I went over to watch my very first pay-per-view event, SummerSlam. My mommy and his mom would always take turns driving us place to place. My daddy always loved talking to him because he was smarter than me, and he would come out to dinner with us in Windsor. We don't keep in contact that much because he's either busy with school, working at Lids, or drinking. But it meant a lot to me that yesterday he still looked for me to wish me a belated b-day, because I didn't think he'd still remember. I'm happy to see him graduating in April too, and I wish him the best when he gets out.

Last night, Melissa kept telling everyone in the huddle that it was the first time she has seen me smile since the season started in Troy. I think it was because I got to the gym early, Rob had the Limp that I asked for bumping over the speakers of the gym. I also spent some time alone during warm ups to just ask God for guidance and how to lead our team to victory. So everyone started laughing when I jumped into the hitting line. First time this has ever happened to me. I made my usual approach as I jumped, my right hand got caught in my tear-aways. As I was in the air, I got my hand out, and I landed with my tear-aways coming off of me. Man that was embarrassing, the suck part too is that Rob has it on tape. All in all, though I was very pumped, I'm starting to get back to my old ways of playing before coming to CBC. I was talking, hyping everyone up, throwing chest bumps to Mark, high-fiving Kelly and Erin during warm-ups. As Melissa said, "this is the most animated I've ever seen you been." It was great because we took 2 of 3 games, and everyone had a good time. I felt good, as personally I'm done with this being silent on the court thing. Before I came to CBC, one of my favorite players to study was GP, because I love how he talks to anyone and everyone to psyche people up. I felt like Ray Lewis last night, just getting the huddle pumped before the game started.

Oh Boy

Good ol high school humor cracked me up yesterday in EED. So Shawn, Carl, and I were doing this art project which was hammering out a piece of metal into a piece of art. Margo was walking around to make sure that we all could do it. So here's the convo:

Us 3: Hey Margo come over here.
M: What's up guys!
S: Yeah, we were wondering where did you get access to all this wood?
C and K: hahahah
M: Very funny, guys.
K: Wait, my wrist kind of hurts, is there a better way to hold your wood?
S and C: hahah
M:Why don't you tell me?

Eh, it was funny and Margo and Melissa were cracking up afterwards.

Now my thought of the day, is leadership after sitting through the English Leaders Meeting. Are you born with it or is it developed? Today, I'm sitting in ECON with the rest of the class. Some of us had gotten word that Prof. Johnson was not here today. So I held my 10 minute rule for myself only. Danielle and Karen kept telling me to make the decision for the class, whether to bounce or stay. The other half of the class all kept looking at me too, waiting for me to make a move. Here I am just counting the minutes away just so I can leave. With 3 minutes left, I stood up in front of the whole lecture class. It was wierd with all eyez on me, when I'm not the teacher. I told everyone that the teach has 3 minutes left, otherwise we bounce. As it nears, I decided to get the class to do a countdown with me just to build suspense. After the whole class got to 1, I said "Aight, we bounce and I'll see y'all on Thursday." I couldn't believe people were willing to follow me because I don't even know half the class. Yet they are so willing to leave with me. It made me think, man I hope I made the right call in cancelling class myself. But back to the thought, leadership, are you born with it or is it developed?

Note to myself, next entry gotta talk about my first friend ever, at Plumbrook, Dave.

Glasco

Yesterday I went to Toronto, some where I haven't been this whole year. First it was the case with SARS, then it was ACA, and now finally a chance to go. My mommy called me Tuesday night after my v-ball game and made sure that I promised her that I would not do any 2 Fast 2 Furious driving to give any of my SF relatives heart attacks. As we were getting closer to there, I had all these goals that I wanted to get down there. Of course none of it was really accomplished. I didn't buy any VCD's because the movies didn't look too good, I only bought a couple of cd's. I gotta say Mel Smell's girl Yan Zi is pretty good. I didn't get a chance to hang with my boy, Howie, and my Shortay, as in his sis Sherrie. Gosh I missed them both but it was nice to chat up on the phone before they had class.

My aunt kept telling me in the car, oh yeah you gotta meet her relative's daughter. Because my aunt, is into all that hooking each other stuff, so of I course I gave the usual answer of yeah, you should hook up your sons before me. Plus, I kept telling myself, that this girl was probably everything I don't want in a girl.

My aunt asked me to take her to this Buddhist temple. I actually wanted to go in to see what it was like and to cause mischef. However, I just decided to take a nap in the car so I don't get into trouble. Then all the grown ups were playing mah jong, so instead of doing what they wanted me to do which was wait to meet their daughter, I decided to bounce. I went to cruise around and do my thing at Pacific Mall.

I come back to see what's up, and their daughter answered the door, and I was like wow, she's a cutie. I didn't talk to her, and she did the same. She was the rather shy type. We all went out to dinner, and I noticed wow she is like one the most well mannered girls I know. It wasn't till after dinner, things started rolling. The grown ups told us to go so they could play some more mah jong. Yeah, I should be miked up when she was in the car with me. It was dead silent because she's shy, and I didn't know which language I should hit her up with. I had to ask her, in canto if she speaks english. She said it's not that good and it is limited. So now I'm like great, what the G do I talk to her about. However, things started rolling along, and I spoke cantonese like I've never done before. I was like so fricking amazed with myself, that we carried a conversation for like an hour or more long, where I had to go all out cantonese. We got to know each other, and got carried some in depth convo's.

So before I left Toronto to head home, she gave me her digits. At first, I was like wow she could understand everything I say, and she could respond. However, now that I think about it, I don't think I'll call her because I feel like I've exhausted my canto vocab. She told me though that she would very much like to visit the U.S. and come to the D, so we can chill. I told her that I might actually come back in 2 weeks then to hang, and she wanted to show me this Pho place. Plus I wanna see Howie and Sherrie too.

As I left Toronto, I gave my SF relatives a hug because I probably won't see them in a while. I got a chance to say bye to Bonnie and pull her hat down :) Getting on to 401 on my own now, made me realize that this was one of the first times I didn't want to leave Toronto. Usually, I'm just like in and out of T-O because I can't think of much to do there that I actually would enjoy. Sitting at the rest area in Ingersoll though, I know that God still has a lot more in store for me in the D.

Now I sit in the ERL staring at the clock. Waiting for the season opener at OU for the pay per view matchup right away, 4-Play vs. Sets N' Violence. The Toronto trip took a lot out of me, more than I thought it would in terms of physically and emotionally. I honestly kind of feel v-balled out now, and I'm looking more towards b-ball and football. Well still have 3 hours left before the game so I guess I'm gonna go try to pump myself up for this.

Lay Your Love On Me

I was doing a lot of reflecting today, and after reading Big Nasty's entry, how appropriate that I've been reflecting well now my past 23 years of my life. What my childhood was like? I remember bouncing around from St. Louie, to Memphis, and back to the D what seemed like everyday. I remember a lot of the good times that I had when I was a lil lad. However, with the good comes the bad and it bothers me that a lot of those tragic events still kind of overshadow the good. On one hand those events made me a stronger person today. However, at times I wish I could drive the Back to the Future car and alter my past. Man, that one night still plays out in my mind over and over now.......hmmm I'm thankful to You for what you've provided me and it means the world to me.

Now it leaves me with today, this has been one of the most frustrating v-ball season ever in my life. I'm struggling with trying to stay positive in the Co-Ed league for Troy. It was a tough pill to swallow walking in and looking at the standings to see that where dead last. It was frustrating as yet more teams each week, keep asking me when I'm gonna start hitting. I told a lot of them that it's hard when can get the A part which is passing, so I'm not worried about my hitting stats which is the C part. Everybody sees Bill and I as the most competitive guys out there, but where the line is drawn is that he has been titled as a sore loser. Team morale was at a low point today. Some of my teammates gave up during the first game. What can I say? What can I do? This isn't my team officially but many teams have labeled it as my team. This losing thing is a new experience for me and I'm doing my best to stay positive despite it all.

Maegan and I went to the OU V-ball captain's meeting together last night. Thanks Mae for going with me. It's the first time that we are now playing 4's this semester. 5 of the last 6 semesters, the Finals have always been Joey's team vs. Titans. Now that his team, 4-Play is in the same division as we are, Sets N' Violence. However, we are not even the best team anymore. There's a new sheriff in town, in the other division. Despite being Co-Ed, Andre has allowed the Men's 4's champs over the summer play in the East Conference. When all the teams heard that, they all dropped their jaws. Everyone looked at me as if I was on crack when I asked if they could switch them into the West Conference, just so I could get a crack at them to see what they have to offer. Andre said no, so odds are that Men's team will be in the finals, while Joey and I duke it out to see who is the best in the West.

I talked to Mae already, and it still sticks out to me. I want to upgrade the team in talent. We didn't make any significant free agent signings and SpongeBob and Jane haven't played in a while. I believe Mae will have a breakout year. So what bothers me, is that we didn't get worst from last year, but did we get better? Only if I could get Courtney to play then I'd be fine. Mae's right though, "you'll have to use with what you have." Steve was surprised that I cut Lisa, because he thought was pretty good. My answer, "you're only good if you are consistent." Plus Lisa's emotions were affecting the team as well. I don't have Cindy either as she has moved on to MSU now. We came in 2nd in the winter semester, which isn't good enough for me. So with no signings, did we get better or worst? Erin gave a little pep rally tonight and she said to have fun. Fun to me is winning, I don't know how much fun it can be to lose.

Anyways only a couple of hours before I bounce out to Toronto.

Stronger

Miked up, that was what happened to Chris Hovan this past Sunday night. Boy I need to get miked up for my Troy games now. Here are the sound bytes of my trash talking, and it wasn't even to my opponent but towards the ref:

1) K: Hey you wanna signal and blow the whistle louder when we can actually serve!

2) K: Hey out of all the calls you called, you called too many guys on the court when he was walking off the court? There was so much other garbage you could of called on both....(cut off by ref)
Ref: Hey do you wanna call a time out to discuss this?
K: No way, it's not worth taking a time out to talk to you right now.

3) K: Hey what's this, (I put my hands in my pocket, mocking the ref), come on, how many times do I have to tell you, to blow the whistle and signal with your hand to serve!
Ref: Are you gonna keep watching me?
K: Hell yeah, I'm waiting for you to get it right!

4) On a call which was out, seen by both teams
Ref: That was out! (Both teams surprised by the call)
K (I run up to the face of the ref): You gotta be kidding me, ummm can I challenge that call, where's my red flag!
Ref: I called it out, now go back to your team.
K: That's a bullshit call, if I've ever seen one.
Ref: Hey do you wanna yellow card?
K: Yellow, red, green, just give them all to me, like I care.

5) Taunting the ref
I grabbed the ball, stood next to the ref, and whistled and signaled point for our team.
K: (whistling and signaling) Point to that team, that's how it's done ref. You blow the whistle to signal the end of a play.
Ref: Do you think you can do a better job?
K: Of course, and don't forget who is reffing your game next week.
Ref: Ok then why don't you show me.
K: Show you, I'm gonna educate you in my Reffing 101 class next week, so come on by!

6) The finisher, last game cap at 17, with the score at 16-16. Jehu set me a beauty, and I killed it right inside the 10 ft. line. My closing statement as soon as the kill was down-
K: OOOOOOOOOOOOOO (grabbing my chicken) AND ALL THE REFS HERE CAN SUCK MY COCK! As I walked off the court.

Am I sorry? Yes to God for being a poor witness, no doubt about it. Love me neighbor, yeah that didn't happen tonight. Was it fun, yes it was. Our team was encouraged from it because it motivated them even more to want to win. If there is anything that I've carried with me since my Jr. High days, is my heart. I might not be the biggest, nor fastest or whatever, but I do play with my heart and that it's bigger than a lot of others on the court. I was encouraged to see my teammates support after the initial game I blew up at them. They continued to pick me up off the court, as I continued to fly into walls, floors, and even going through/over bleachers. They even let me stay in the whole game while the rest of the team rotated around me because I wanted to just carry this team to a win. Plus, I gave both teams and the crowd a show as well with my antics with the refs. A lot of people were amazed at just how much the refs were willing to take without ejecting me from the game or at least carding me. However, I should start praying before I play each game, hmmm that might be better.

After the game, I had dinner with my relatives from San Francisco. Gosh I haven't seen them since I was like 5 or something. Can't really remember when was the last time I went to Cali. Wednesday, I get to drive them to Toronto to see our relatives over there. Plus there flight back to Cali is from Toronto. First Toledo last week, now Toronto, man I'm excited, but at the same time, I'm bummed because I'm missing out on 5:14 when it's the first time in a while that fellowship is closest to my house. Oh well, I can use the drive home from Toronto to just be alone with God.

Remix

Wow, what a 4 days it was, with the exciting twist on Survivor. I've been comtemplating if I should save this one for Sister Cat when she comes back. This by far was one of the best episodes, plus I get to see my girls Nicole and Michelle back possibly raising back my percentage of my top 4 of whom I've selected to win. I can't wait to see who gets voted off in my live version of Survivor this week.

Then their was the Passion concert. Of all the concerts I've ever been to at North Ridge, this one by far had the most Asians there. It was a nice concert because it was something different that I haven't seen yet.

Yes, U of M beat MSU so I could shut my sister up. I actually finished all my ECN work which was amazing. I also finished one of my ten projects I have for EED. So it was a productive weekend in the homework department.

Had a nice day of football today. I don't know what it was that got me more fired up today. Gosh I was just so pumped to play, maybe it was because Benito finally got to play with us. I was really hoping he and I would be on the same team so we could finally hook up. It didn't work out that way, but Jimmy did a good job today as well. He did a really great job in checking with his progressions, and just throwing it where only the receivers can get to the ball. However, I gotta say though, the Fungster is by far one of the best 3rd down recievers to throw to. Why, because she just gets first downs after first down, very clutch.

Finally the final thing on my mind is legalism. Daddy Moy taught this lesson last week and reviewed it again today. I thought today, it raised a lot of good points. This past week, I've been thinking about all my legalistic ways and how I try to push my own personal convictions on to others. Daddy Moy wanted me to share with the class about where I see legalism, my first thought was right inside at CBC. I love CBC as much as the next person, but personally I feel hated on sometimes ya know.

Off the top of my head, first example that sticks out to me the past 2 weeks ago when I had to go to the DIA with SpongeBob with the rest of the class for our project. I walk into CBC, and right away a particular deacon who shall remain nameless, just looks at me in disgust or disappointment. My first thought was ok, you don't know where I've been and you look at me that way because you're disappointed at what I wore which was my D-Ship shirt and shorts. Plus I bring in a close friend of mine from school, and could of possibly saw that but didn't. But yeah pure deacon skills there.

Another one I could of named, was a couple of years ago at the CBC Retreat, Achi and I were both wearing bandanas during the refreshment time. Another higher up at CBC, asked me to take my banadana off, and I said "Sure as long as you can show in the Bible where it says that." Yeah he walked away after I said that.

Or how bout one of my Baptism night classes, now only B-12 was with me go back at it with an Elder. Again, his principles was you need to dress your best on Sundays for God, and I kept telling him that it's all in the heart of worship and that you can't judge a book by it's cover of how someone walks into worship. His answer "well sometimes you can", my rebuttle "I don't think so because only God can judge and you ain't God." Yeah baptism class was dismissed after the hammer was dropped.

My last example is, Sunday School, now I love Sunday School because I feel spiritually challenged when other brothers and sisters participate. I get a chance to listen to what other people feel about issues. It's a nice time to fellowship and get interaction with who ever is teaching it. However, I do not feel that people should be herded along like cattle or slaves into a classroom to attend Sunday School. A friendly reminder is fine, but when you feel like a hurricane forces you into it is another thing. Yeah, we should set an example for others to go to Sunday School, but I just think their should be some sort of tweaking of the approach here.

One of my biggest weaknesses, and peeps at school know this too, is that I don't like authority. Yes it's something I try to work on as well. I just wanna apologize to those in the past where I've come off legalistic or where I've tried to force down my personal convictions. I'm in the process now of filtering out those who've pushed their personal convictions on to me and I actually took some of it because I thought it was good without thinking about it. I wanna hear God's voice speaking to me about what He knows is good and bad for me, and where my boundaries are. I am though kind of glad, because now I feel like I can actually go to worship and dress more comfortably, instead of trying to please those of the church. However, at the same time I will be considerate to others as well. Why? Gotta keep the commandments baby!