Wallin and Me

This was on Wallin's blog...
a madeup story about the two of us to be posted on my own blog

It was my second semester at Biola and for some reason Wallin had been spreading rumours about me and I had really...well to put it simply, I was fed up with it. I decided to confront her in the caf. You see the caf was my domain at Biola and where all of my loyal subjects dwelt. I knew if something had to be done it should be done
here. I knew she would be coming in at any minute and I was waiting...complete with crew.
I slowly began to walk towards as she slid her card, but then I noticed something different. She had her crew! She must have heard what was going to go down. Blast!! I had pumped myself up so much I knew it still needed to be done. I strode up to her and in my loudest caf voice, which is pretty dang loud, proclaimed, "So Wallin...why you all up in my buzinezz?!" As I said this I puffed my chest while spitting on her white keds. What came next I did not even expect...before I knew it I was face down on an orphaned crouton and discarded bit of bacon bit in excrutiating pain. (note: we were next to the salad bar) Her crew then surrounded me and began to kick me repeatedly. The strange thing is that they were all silent the entire time. The only sound was the thud thud thud of their tiny alpha feet kicking my body savagely. Thankfully my crew was there in a second and the rumble was on...oh it was on my friends.
We had decided to just bring chains and pipes and thankfully her crew had done the same. I was able to regain my feet and Wallin and I went toe to toe...straight up fisticuffs style. I felt like Patrick Swayze in The Outsiders...Wallin had been my old football buddy...well not really...I began to yell, "Stay Golden." This fired up my crew incredibly and they bravely fought back the Alphas. While there sketchers sketched out of there I stood up on the salad bar, covered in macaroni salad and screamed, "Freedom!" Wallin never showed herself again in the Caf but was given dominion over the Common Grounds.

Lost

Well...I was trying to think of something that I would like to write about on a weekly basis.
Well I love the show Lost and I like to throw out my theories to whomever wants to hear.
So here goes.
Last night...
Big night...the others are for sure part of the Dharma deailo. Not that big of a shocker...the makeup and such...that was pretty interesting.
I thought one interesting thing was the whole idea of the word GOOD being used so much.
Claire used it...Ethan used it...The Others have used it before...
Also the Others seem to target "good" people alot. We have to wonder about everyone's definition of GOOD and how that will mean different things to different people.
Are the Others actually good because they are trying to accomplish something good even though they may appear evil with some of their actions. Sort of an ends justify the means. Compare to our view of the Allied powers in WWII. We view the allies as the "good" guys but what about the sheer destruction of entire cities in Germany and Japan...I am not talking about the a-bomb in japan but the firebombings of major cities that produced more casualties than the bombs dropped on Nagasaki and Hiroshima. I divulge but perhaps we see the Others from a tainted perspective...They are doing some evil but there may be a purpose to it all.
However perhaps the Others sees themselves as GOOD because they are carrying out experiements that in their mind are GOOD (akin to US Army use of LSD on troops, or Nazi medical experiements) but are in fact evil.
that is that...