8.30.2005

The Apathy of Coolness

I can't think of anything cool, funny, or even remotely entertaining to say today. It's funny, though, how people want so desperately to be cool and popular. I used to want that. I wanted to be invited to sit at the "Cool Table", invited to go school shopping, to the fair, all that. But now I don't. It's not like I hate the popular kids, but there is a lot of language issues they have, and too much of their time is spent on appearences. The teasing, the apathy, the just blech-ness of it all is soo lame.

oh my word. There is literally nothing in my head right now. I can't wait for school to start just so SOMETHING will happen!

8.25.2005

My Personality Or Lack Thereof

Have you ever wondered what it's like to be really liked, no matter what? I have. I mean, I'm not a social outcast (I don't think) but I'm not really popular. And sometimes it's like if I show who I really am, no one would like me. But then, I wonder what I'm really like. When I'm alone, and crazy, dancing to songs on the radio, singing along, and just hanging out, it THAT me? Or is it when I'm at church and being the Christian girl that I am, trying to bless everyone, or be used by God to bless them, rather, is that me? Or when I'm being moody and stuff, is that me? (oh, by the way, I read a funny quote today: "It is my biggest fear that there is no such thing as PMS and this is who I really am" lol) Or when I'm with other people and feel stupid and can't think of anything intelligent, or even not intelligent to say... is THAT me? Or when I'm listening to Syderni and Brenna talk, or Sabrina even, and I'm giving the Almost Big Sister Mode advice, is that me? And those girls, or Syd at least, why do they look up to me? I see my life, all the sin and just junk that there is, and I wonder how anyone , much less God, could love a mess like me. And that, I guess, is God. He just loves. He sees everything, and loves in spite of it. Anyway, I've been wondering what my persoanlity IS. Like, Jeff, his girlfriend came and visited and Brad was talking about how she didn't really have a personality. Do I? What is it? They say that who you are is who you are when you are by yourself. If that's true, then I'm very random. Like the other day, I began making a "dream BIG" board to hang up on my wall and put all my life goals onto. Then there are a few Barbie dolls hanging out on my shelf, and I have a furry pillow courtesy of Ms. Mindy and the 80s party. But do my possessions mark who I am? They shouldn't...but they do show what I spend most time on. I have a buttload of craft stuff: Scrapbooking, knitting, crocheying (I don't know how to spell it), etc. I have lots of books, lost of shoes... but shoes don't make my personality. Unless... I have lots of flip flops, but one favorite pair (they are red), so maybe that shows that I am laid back, easy-going. Then I have some cute high-heels, too.... so I like to be dressed up, and glam. My room is often messy, and I don't pay attention to details (mom, dad, and I all agree on that, but I'm trying to get better. I have to take an art class this semester, so maybe that will help. I doubt it. I'm horrible at drawing. Unless it's with crayons. You can never be super neat with crayons.). But I try to keep my clothes organized...so what does that mean? That I like to be organized without attention to details? My room is all blues, purples, greens, and browns. I like relaxing, old-fashioned decor, almost. Oak and wood details. All my picture frames on my wall are wood. Well, this kind of goes back to the book "The Complex Infrastructure Known As the Femals Mind" written by RK. I realized, throughout the reading of the aforementiond novel, that I am neither an Athlete, a Drama Queen, a Home-Coming Queen, an Artist, a Band Geek, a Mathlete, a Punk, or any of the other girl types. In fact, I found it quite depressing that I didn't fit into a category...until I got to the last girl type: "Vanilla Pudding". I realize I have already blogged about being Vanilla Pudding, however, I will continue on as if it hadn't happened. You see, Vanilla Pudding is a menagerie of characteristics. I.E. She may like Relient K as does another girl type. She may enjoy drinking coffee, as does another girl type. She may enjoy working out, and mathmatics, and music, as do other girl types. Ladies may want their daughters to be like her, as does another girl type. She may be funny, as is another girl type. And that, I'm excited and afraid to say, is me. I love RK. I love coffee. I enjoy working out, math, and music. Many ladies have commented to my mother and I that they wish their daughters would turn out like me. Therefore, I am hence forth Vanilla Pudding. It isn't extravagant. It doesn't turn heads. It doesn't get voted "Most Popular" or "Best Smile" in the yearbook. But Vanilla Pudding, well, it's everyone's favorite. That doesn't really matter to me, as I've well learned with time. I know that, whether I have a personality or not (which I do, I'm Vanilla Pudding!), God will always love me. And as long as He does, I'm okay.

Freshmen 15: The Band of the Millenium

After yesterday's dissapinting music find (boo to Bombs Away), I was again on the search for a new band. And I found one that I had heard of before, listened to, and liked, and fell in love again. The band? Freshman 15. Not only are they Christian, they are Christian/Punk/Rock/Emo stuff. I'm in love. The song "Social Humiliation" really hits home. Go listen! http://www.purevolume.com/freshmen15 Rock on. Oh, and here is a picture:

Pretty cool, huh? I LOVE that they love God! Therefore, enjoy Freshmen15, but more importantly, enjoy Jesus through them. :)

Indeed

I'm at the Copy Machine again. What else is new? haha

8.23.2005

Just A Nerd At Heart

Currently, I'm listening to a band called "Bombs Away", a song called "Just a Nerd at Heart", which I think describes me perfectly. Listen at www.purevolume.com/bombsaway .

The cute guy at the airport asked if I like emo, so now I'm trying to find cool new bands that are "emo". Whatever that means. I think it's short for Emotional. But I don't know.

That's because I'm just a nerd at heart.

That's the band. Bombs Away. In the picture, it looks like they are about to drop a water balloon or a kumquat or something on the next person who walks by. Especially the kid next to the kid in the orange shirt. It's like he just threw something on the poor, unsuspecting person below. The kid on the far right, he looks kind of cute. You can't really see him, but lots of people look better from far away.

You know, it's actually illegal to drop things out of windows in New York City. I learned that (no, not the hard way) by reading "The Princess Diaries" books by Meg Cabot. I don't remember which book it is in. Number two I think. I could be mistaken. Either way, whatever. It's illegal. Although, knowing it is illegal makes me want to do it even more. Well, not now because I'm accross the country from New York. But sometime.

I really like New York. It's so bustling and interesting and really quite lovely. There are tons of people, and everyone of them has a history and a name and a future. How awesome is that? And God knows all of them. He not only knows them, He loves them.

I decided that Bombs Away is a little too screamy for me. Especially "The Red Glass Trials". I shall find another band. This one is dissappointing to say the least.

POP Goes the Weasel

So, I decided that I really like Jesse McCartney. He has a nice voice, and a pretty face... but is that all there is to him? Sometimes I wish that I could just spend a day with one of my favorite stars to see what they are really truly like. Like Jesse: Is he funny? smart? considerate? easygoing? Or is he rude? arrogant? selfish? and stuck-up? I bet it's hard being a star though. People have all these pre-conceived notions about how you act and who you are, and they don't really give you a chance to prove otherwise.

But, Jesse is still pretty.

Normally, I don't like pop love songs... but his are nice. I like "Beautiful Soul" a lot, and the music video is good, too. That lucky girl, though.... :)

I just took a quiz, and it said my Pop-Star Alter Ego is Mandy Moore: You and pop princess-turned-actress Mandy Moore have tons in common. You know being liked has nothing to do with how tight your hip huggers are or how much make-up you wear. Your positive attitude makes you a natural-born go getter and people love being around you. Keep doing your thing girlfriend! Just be sure not to let people push you around. You may be a total sweetheart but you're nobody's fool.

I like Mandy Moore, so that's good.

Bad Day Marked With Happy News

It's a blustery Eyeore sort of day, rainy, windy, cloudy. Added to that is the fact that I got ready this morning in 15 minutes flat, complete with shower, clothes, make-up (kind of), teeth brushed, contacts in, and shoes on. I was impressed. PLUS, I've already gotten two paper-cuts today, maybe even three or four.

oh but YAY!!! Rick Wolfe e-mailed me back! YES! He's from the International Mission Board. I met him in Juneau. He told me to check out Biola, which is where I really want to go, anyway...woohoo!

Okay, yay.

8.22.2005

The Boxed Thoughts of the Day

Last May, before I left with my family to Brad's graduation in New York at West Point, Dad and I had to have a big conversation with the Principal and Vice Principal about whether or not I would be allowed to go. I had already cleared it with my teachers, and they all said it was fine, but the other two had issues with it. They had apparently decided that it was about time for them to finally enforce the attendance policy. Basically if I went, then I would have F's on my report card until I returned in the fall and took my finals. Lame, right? So Dad came in to school in his Police Uniform (talk about the intimidation factor rising 1000%!!!), and we had a chat. The Principal tried using a police analogy, but Dad shot her down with it because she didn't factor in extenuating circumstances. Finally, Dad went and talked to Lebron McPhail, who is in charge of the Principal, and he decided I could go. Good, because everything was paid for.

Flash forward about three months. Guess who I ran into today! (Not literally.) None other than the Vice-Principal, who had blad-faced LIED to my Dad and me. I was thrilled to see him. He recognized me, and asked about the trip, how Brad is doing, etc. I was all, "Hmm....so now who is willing to cooperate?!?!"

Golly.

Got registered for school today, and am currently debating whether or not to take AP Calculus. I don't want to, but I would kind of feel as if I were letting Mr. Bowker down if I don't take it. He's been my teacher for three years now, and he isn't teaching Caclulus. I do NOT want a full schedule...but... oh, I don't know. Got my locker by Hannah, Jade, and Kristina. Yay! And I got into Close-Up... another YAY!!! We all signed up for Link Crew, which will be super fun. We get to go to Washington, D.C. I'm excited. I've never been there before.

Am with Mom and work now, in charge of the copy machine once more. Just got back from eating lunch at the warehouse in Palmer. As I was eating my yummy salad from BK, I looked out the window and saw a bug, probably about 1.5 inches long, just wiggling across the ground. It was funny. Very cute. For a bug. You know. Saw Sean Moore at BK also. He recognized me, and came up and said hi, which I found odd since I've never really talked to him, but whatever. The salad was really good.

So, I'm pretty sure that no one out there actually reads this, and that the two views of my profile have been ME. How sad. But alas, thus is the life of moi. (Can't wait for French 3 to start!!!)

Goodness

I'm bored. It is again up to me to run the copier at my mother's work. oy.

Pull Yourselves Together!

So, on the way here (to Mom's work), we saw an Army convoy of like tanks and all these big rigs, and it was so cool. They were just driving through Palmer. And suddenly, I felt really proud of our country. There are a lot of people doing all they can to protect it, but then...

There are all these people on the news protesting the war, and that one lady whose son died, and she's arguing and such about the War on Terror. They picket the President's Texas ranch and hold signs outside of the White House in Washington, D.C. Now, I don't get that. Like, at all.

My brother is in Iraq right now, and I can't imagine how he and the other men and women feel, knowing that people at home don't support them. If it were me, it would break my heart. I would wonder, "Do they remember what happened nearly 4 years ago? I do. Do they remember the pain and the tears shed? I do. Do they remember all the innocent people who died? I do. Do these people even care? I do."

President Bush is in charge of the country. People elected him, and voted for him, but now they don't support him? What is WITH that?! They may not agree with what he decides, but I think that he has more knowledge of international affairs than almost everyone else in the country! Electing the President is not like painting a room a certain colour. The room, you can always paint over it if you decide a few months down the road that you don't like it. The president? You can't just change him out. You gotta learn to live with him, accept him, pray for him, and support him. Everyday.

The way people are going on and on about how we need to pull out of Iraq is simply ridiculous! Face it, people, we are there! If we pull out now, before our help is in motion and action with the people, it means that all the months there, all the people who have died, have been in vain. I don't want my brother to die. Or anyone else's child for that matter. But if they do, if something should happen to them, don't dishonour them by protesting something they gave their lives to protect: freedom. All the soldiers that have lost their lives should push us to do more to end this war, and terrorism as we know it. We should keep fighting to continue the task that has taken so many of our fellow United States citizens.

A lot of us take it for granted: being able to worship how and where and when we want, the freedom to vote, the ability to go to school, to work. People in Iraq can't do that. Girls can't go to school just because they want to. Our freedom is something that the rest of the world wants. But we get soo oblivious to it, that it doesn't matter any more to us. But the Iraqi people, yeah, they don't know what freedom IS. For soo long they have been oppressed by the Taliban. And now, because we are trying to help them live a better life, citizens of the United States are getting mad. Personally, I don't get that either. It almost seems like they think of themselves as "Holier than thou". It's as if the rest of the world cannot have freedom because they do not live in the USA.

What a bunch of horse hockey.

So, bottom line, support the United States. Support our President and pray for him. And support the troops. Pray for them - send them care packages, letter, and thoughts. I know my brother will appreciate it.

8.20.2005

654321

Six Things That You Will Do Today:
1. Go to church to pray for the Hoffmans
2. But underwear at WalMart
3. This
4. Go to the eye-doctor
5. Make my bed (hopefully)
6. Go to Sleep

Five Things That Describe How You Feel Right Now:
1. Sick to my stomache
2. Bored
3. Sore finger
4. Antsy
5. Fat

Four Things That You Love To Do:
1. Go to church
2. Scrapbook
3. Read - esp. my Bible
4. Be alone

Three Things That You Like To Eat:
1. Home-made Pizzza
2. Smoothies made with Anna and Morgan
3. Fruit and vegetables (rally!)

Two People That You Love:
1. God
2. My family (okay, so that is like 4 other people, but whatever)

One Thing That You Bought Recently:
1. Binders for school

8.19.2005

The Randomness of an Abstract Mind

I got a paper cut today. It didn't bleed, or really hurt, but I put a band-aid on anyway. It was pretty deep, which is depressing. It's on my pointer finger, so now I can't really type that well. Because of the band-aid, you know. Cha.

I bought a super cute hat today, with ear-muffs and tassles, and such. It was $18. I know, I know... but then I got a paycheck today for $384 or so. Woohoo! And Ms. Mindy owes me money for babysitting last night for forever, practically.

I really want to watch "Finding Neverland" tonight. Wonder if we can. Have to go rent it, if so.

Yes, that's all.

-memememememememememememememememe :)

8.18.2005

Africa

My brother, Brad, he said that if I'm a missionary in South Africa, he would totally come visit me. I wonder how he feels about going to Ethiopia instead....

Back to School Time. Woohoo. Not.

You know school is really coming up, not by the TV commercials...or the radio spots...or the signs in Wal*Mart... but by the annual phone call made to your closest friends to determine what time you all will be registering. In this case, the call was made to Hannah, then she called Kristina and I called Jade. And the time was set. 8:00 in the morning, we will be meeting at Colony High School to register. On a Monday. Because, hey, guess what! WE'RE SENIORS! And as Seniors, not only do we get to register first, but we get to CHOOSE where we want our lockers. oooooh.

I was thinking, and it is weird, me being a senior and all. I mean, I get to leave school like 2 1/2 weeks before everyone else. I'm the ruler of the school. Well, not me in oarticular. But I'm part of the class of 200 something students who rule.

And I want this year to be different. I'm going to talk and be nice to everyone. I'm going to proclaim God. Hopefully, boldly. I need to work on that, also. But, hey, guess what! I'M A SENIOR!

My mom can't believe it either. Nor my Dad.

I Heart Juneau.

I got back yesterday from Juneau, and it was incredible! I have some exciting stories, so here, in order of occurence, I will share them with the world. Or rather, whoever visits my blog. Which I'm pretty sure is no one, so I have told no one about it. Whatever. Anyway.

Story Number One: The Cute Airport/Michigan Guys
So, Mom and Dad took me to the airport, where I signed in, and met with Glenda and Stephanie. A HUGE group of like a million kids (okay, not that many, but a whole bunch of them) were on their way to security, so we huried up and ended up getting right in the middle of their group. The two guys in front of us, one of them was wearing a Relient K shirt, and the both of the guys were very attractive. So Stephanie started talking about this obscure town in Michigan, and one of the guys truend around and was like, "Did you just say [insert name of town]? I live there!" So they started talking about that. Then there was an dakward silence, so I jumped in and said to the RK fan, "I like your shirt. They're like my favorite band ever." And he was like, "Really? Mine, too!" So I said, "What is your favorite song?" And he said, "It's too hard to choose" which is EXACLTY how I feel a lot of the time. Then the other guy said, "Failure to Excommunicate." Which is one of the best songs ever. Then the Failure to Excommunicate guy was like, "Do you like a lot of other emo bands?" And he started naming of all these bands I had NEVER heard of. So I told him I like Stellar Kart. They were the only other band I could think of. :) Then the RK shirt guy was like, "Are you guys going to Bethel?" And I said, "No, we're going to Juneau. Why are you going to Bethel?" And he said, "We're doing a mission trip there to teach at a basketball camp." And I got really excited about that. By then we were at the Security place, so we went through, and one of the guys had to be searched because his belt went off. But they were soo nice, and fans of Relient K, which was in itself incredible. After we said goodbye though, Stephanie was all, "Wow, Melissa. We haven't even left the airport and you've already met hot guys!" It was really hard, though. I had to pray A LOT for God to be my focus, not finding a cute guy. I really struggle with that sometimes.

Story Number Two: The Interpretive Dance
Part of going to Juneau, we had to do this interpretive hand movement thing to this song, and it turned out okay, but I felt a little dumb doing it. Yeah, there isn't really a story here, but I thought I should mention it.

Story Number Three: The Two Billy Goats At Mendenhall Glacier
Glenda, Stephanie, and I went to Mendenhall Glacier in Junea, and I really wanted to hike on it, but it didn't happen. So Stephanie and I climbed over the fence thing, and walked down to the water's edge, and it was SUPER cold... duh, because it was offrun from the glacier. But still. So, then, we had to climb back up, and we decided to climb on the rocks, so we took off, and we found a little lake/puddle/thing in the middle of all these rocks, and it was soo cool. We hung out up there for a while. And we watched a movie about the glacier, which was actually kind of cool, but it was projected onto this huge screen, and we sat in the front row, so Stephanie and I made shadow puppets on it, like sharks and people and stuff, and the sharks attacking the people, all the while singing the shark song. And I'm pretty sure that all these tourists were laughing at us. Then one of the workers came in in the midst of our puppet show, and she began to laugh also. It was really funny

Story Number Three: The Adventures Of "Down-Town" Juneau
To begin, Down Town Juneau is about the size of the block I live on. No joke. But we turn the corner, and all of a sudden... BAM!!!!! There is a Cruise ship, with bunches of people pouring out of it. It was soo surprising, and very cool. We found a fudge store (yum), and very cool toy store, and a shirt place that sells, well, shirts. But I got one that says "I <3 Juneau" Like the "I <3 NY" shirts. It's incredible. Really. We saw the Governer's Mansion, which is really pretty, but we had driven past it the day before without knowing what it was, which is soo funny.

Story Number Four: MISSIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This Is The Best Story EVER!!!
Okay, so Tuesday night, after a huge, somewhat boring meeting, I went into the bookstore with Stephanie and Glenda, and began talking to Paul Reed with the International Mission Board through the Southern Baptist Convention. I told him I am going to be a missionary, hopefully in Ethiopia, teaching English. And he got soo excited and was like, "If you do that, you can go ANYWHERE, even countries with closed boarders to missionaries!" And then I got super excited!!! So we talked some more, and he told me about TESOL: Teaching English to Speaker of Other Languaged. Then he introduced me to Rick Wolfe, who got really excoted about the same thing I told Paul Reed about, and HE told me about the Journey Man program. So it is AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Like, I'm practically ON MY WAY to Ethiopia right now! How awesome!!!!!!!!! Okay, I know that a lot of exclamation points have been used in this story, but there are necessary. I'm PUMPED. Mom and Dad and all the Acteens were even excited. yay!!

Stores Number Five And Six: The Beach And The Flight Home
After story number four happened, we went to the beach with the North Carolina people, and some youth from Juneau. It was fun, but the cliques stuck together, and no one really talked to me. Meh. I flew home BY MYSELF Wedensday morning, and nothing cool happened. No hijackers (Thank goodness), no nothing. It was dumb, on the way back from Juneau, we had to make two stops: In Yakatat (a ridiculously small Native village) and Cordova (an awesome fishing village where Brad's friend Derek lives). We were delayed in Cordova, so we were very late getting to the airport in Anchorage, then the airport was SOO- packed! There were people everywhere. I'm pretty sure I talked to Mom non-stop during lunch and on the ride home. I was soo exhaisted, though.

So Crosswalk Alaska has begun, and I'm excited to see God moving and working through the youth in Alaska. I want Him to move, so no one can deny that He is real. Because He is.

As I've been typing this (again, in the copy room of my Mom's work), something wet keeps dripping on my hands and arms. I have no idea what it is. Weird.

So yeah, God is cool.

I have to call Hannah now about registration on Monday. Hey, guess what... I'm a SENIOR! woot, woot!

8.12.2005

My Mind

Vanilla Pudding

So, Relient K (only one of the BEST Christian pop/rock bands EVER) wrote a book... about girls. And really, it is pretty good. The first 12 chapters are all different types of girls. It has been determined that I am Vanilla Pudding. I mean, I'm not an athlete, or a drama queen, or anything like that. I'm plain. And simple. I'm vanilla pudding.

And this wasn't written in the book, but I think it is one of the unspoken rules of friendship that one friend cannot like another friend's brother. Particularly when the other friend is your best friend. Unless, you are Mia Thermopolis and your best friend is Lily Moschivitz and her brother is Michael. Then it's okay. Other than that? Off limits. Taboo. Big no-no.

I'm so dead.

And my other friend thinks I'm mad at her, and I am, but not really. I'm just annoyed. That's all. If she were in a category, she would be the perfect one. Her award? "Perfect Girl of the Year." Bitter? Heck yes, I am. But why? Yeah, I don't know that answer.

Right, I need to find some dreams.

8.11.2005

Just one thought today

Crosswalk in 3 days!!!!! Can't wait!!!

8.09.2005

Random thoughts of a Tuesday morning

When I got up this morning and took my shower, I thought of something really cool to say here... then I forgot. oops.

Went four-wheeling yesterday with my friend and her family. It was fun...got super muddy on my jeans and such. meh. it was soo beautiful at Eklutna. The sun was shining and not a cloud in the sky, except over beyond the horizon. But alas, the mud hole that we had found 2 years ago has disappeared. Seriously. It isn't there anymore. It was overtaken by water and grass.

I'm searching for my friend's blog. I know she has one, but I don't know where it is. Not that I should care... but I do. It's a girl thing I guess. It's like, she told our other friend about her blog... but me, her "best friend" she didn't tell. Perhaps she doesn't know that I WANT to know.

THEN, I have to remind myself all the time that it's not about me, it's all about Him. Why can't I ever seem to remember that?

Going to lunch this afternoon with Ashley. She leaves for college tomorrow. Crazy. I mean, I'm a senior now. If I weren't staying in Alaska, I would be leaving for college in a year. As it is, I'm leaving in three. Years, I mean.

hmm.

yeah, so that is all running through my head right now. till later.

8.03.2005

Fire-ball of Light

"Follow your inner star. No one's star shines quite like yours." - American Girl

I think that is the
Quote of the day,
The famous words
That only I can live by.
For if everyone followed
Their inner star, and
Everyone thought that
No one's star shines quite
Like theirs, then
Where will we be?

We'll be like a giant fire-ball
Of light, with no way
Of seeing who is the brightest.

It will be like Alaska
At 3:00 am in the
Middle of the summer.

This fire-ball of
Light, it's gotta fade
Somehow

Sometime
Somewhere.

But Him? He is
The One who will NEVER fade.
His light is truly the
Brightest, the
Most brilliant, the
Best and most loving.

me. thats who I am.

(1) What did you want to be when you were younger? a teacher
(2) What's your favorite type of music? pop/rock. But it depends on my mood
(3) What do you spend most your time doing? school stuff, or reading, or at church.
(4) When you're home alone, what do you do? read and listen to music
(5) What is your favorite 'fast food' restaurant? Taco Bell
(6) Where is your favorite local place to hang out at? my house
(7) Are you a farmer? yes, we have chickens, a goat, ducks, rabbitts, cats, and a dog.
(8) If you could marry anyone who would it be? whoever God plans for me
(9) How much do you think about the opposite sex? not a lot...usually
(10) What's your favorite brand of toothpaste? Whatever my mom buys
(11) What kind of grades do you make? A's or B's
(12) If you could go anywhere where would you go? Africa - specifically Ethiopia
(13) How many people do you live with? 2 - my parents
(14) What is your favorite sport? football
(15) How many kids do you want?? a few... or a lot. I don't know.
(16) What would you name them?? Connor or James or Elizabeth or Margaux
(17) What color lipgloss/lipstick do you usually wear?? whatever is in my pocket
(18) Coke or Pepsi?? neither.
(19) What's the last thing you bought from a Pharmacy??probably throat drops
(20) Have you ever been in a wreck?? yup
(21) When do you usually go to bed?? when I get tired enough
(22) Do you have more dreams or nightmares?? I never remember either of them
(23) Do you practice any type of religion?? i AM a Christian
(24) How many friends do you have?? some
(25) What's your greatest accomplishment?? serving God.
(26) What do you plan to be when you're older?? a missionary
(27) What do you normally wear to bed?? sweatpants from West Point and a T-shirt
(28) What's your favorite thing to do?? read, listen to music, watch movies and hang out with friends
(29) What color hair do you have?? "auburn"
(30) Do you sing well?? um, not sure. not really.
(31) Have you ever been in love?? i love Jesus
(32) Would you eat a cockroach for $500?? if it was small, maybe.
(33) Are you afraid of the dark?? I can freak myself out in the dark, so yeah, sometimes
(34) If you had to sum your life up with a song what would it be? John Reuben's "Nuisance"
(35) Where's the last place you've been? my mom's work (where I am now)
(36) What color would you say you wear the most of? brown or blue
(37) Do you get along with your parents? yes, I do.
(38) Would you consider yourself 'popular'? no. but popularity isn't everything
(39) Do you live in the country, burbs, or city? you can't really call Palmer any of those things
(40) What was your most painful experience? when i ran into our barn on my bike and sprained my wrist.
(41) What was your most happy experience? VBS!!! I love VBS.
(42) Have you ever been stalked? I thought I was while I was in 10th grade. He was weird.
(43) Have you ever egged a house? nope
(44) Do you go hunting (deer,duck,etc)? no, but I'm trying to get my Dad to take me.
(45) Do you support PETA? heck no.
(46) Do people think you're crazy? I hope not. But I'm sure sometimes, yes.
47) How many people are on your buddylist? enough.
(49) Do you get dates easily? *snort* yeah, right.
(50) What's a big secret you have? I don't have any that I can think of right now.
(51) Have you ever drowned a fish? heck no.
(51) How many songs do you know all the words to? almost every song they play on K-love and country and then some
(52) Who is your favorite superstar? your mom
(53) What is your biggest pet peeve? when people get soo caught up in themselves that they can't see what is going on around them. It's not about US, it's about God.
(54) Would you consider yourself racist? no
(55) Do you read books often? for a while I didn't, but now I do.
(56) If you could change anything about you what would it be?I'm learning to like myself how I am, so nothing. Although I would love to have really long hair. But seeing as I keep getting my hair cut short, that probably won't happen. Ever.
(57) What is your favorite type of gum? cinnamon
(58) Do you snore? I used to, but I don't know anymore
(59) Are you afraid of thunderstorms? heck no, I love them!
(60) Do you care what you look like? Yeah, I like to smell good, and not have bed-head, but I don't spend hours on my apperance
(61) As a kid, what was your favorite cartoon? probably the Weekenders
(62) Whacha wearing? jeans and a Jeremy Camp Tee and a white hoodie
(63) When's the last time you kissed anyone? my mom a few nights ago.
(64) When you listen to the radio, what kind of station is it normally on? Christian
(65) What's your best physical feature? my hair
(66) What's the best thing about your personality? I'm outgoing as some people say. I can talk to almost anyone
(67) What's the worst thing about your personality? it takes me a while to be comfortable around people
(68) What physical feature attracts you most to the oppisite sex? hair. And eyes and Smile
(69) Are you picky about who you date? yes
(70) Oops, this one got deleted....
(71) Have you ever flown in a airplane? yup
(72) What size shoe do you wear? 11 :)
(72) Do you wear make-up? a little
(73) Have you ever went bungee jumping? I went on the slingshot at the fair - does that count?
(74) Ever been to Paris? nope
.(75) Do you believe in Vampires? no
(76) If you could become a Vampire, would you? er..no.
(77) Do you have any phobias? drowning
(78) Have you ever gone skinny dipping? nope
(79) Have you ever stolen anything? no
(80) Do you eat seafood?YUM heck yes
(81) Have you ever been drunk or high or both? EWW no
(82) Ever drove while drunk? right, no.
(83) Do you drink a lot or at all? no, not at all
(84) ! Have you ever lit yourself on fire? no, weirdo
(85) How many people do you trust with your life? a fair many
(86) Are you considered intelligent? yeah, or lucky
(87) What label would you fall under? the... I don't know. I'm not super smart, or a drama person, or an athlete, or a musician, or anything like that. I'm just me.
(88) Do you talk on the phone a lot? hate the phone.
(89) How often do you take a shower? everyday, unless tha t is not possible
(90) Do you have acne? yes and I loathe it.
(91) What's your favorite candy bar?White chocoalte Recess or PayDays
(92) Ever got a detention in school? no
(93) Ever been suspended from school? If so, what for? no and no
(94) Which is better: Punk or Prep? Prep with a little bit of punk
(95) What is your worst habit? procrastinating
(96) Do you like jaw breakers? yeah, at the movies! hooray!
(97) What is your bestfriend's name? God, then probably my mom
(98) Would you call yourself independent or dependent? dependant on God, independant other than that. Is that good? I'm still trying to decide.
(99) Do you like gossip? no
(100) What do you buy a lot of? clothes and CD's
(101) Do you have any medical problems? my eyesight isn't the greatest, and I get sick a lot.
(102) Are you listening to anything right now? the copy machine :)
(103) What's the last movie you've watched? Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
(104) Who is your favorite friend? God. He's my favorite
(105) Who do you get along with the best? Brad, and my parents, and Jeff sometimes
(106) Have you ever been in a fist fight? with my brothers. They always win
(107) Who would you like to see run for president? Pedro
(108) Did you ever fall asleep in class? yeah
(109) Who would you say you look up to? my mom, and Ms. Mindy, and other godly ladies
(110) A one peice swimsuit or two peice swimsuit?one piece. You don't have to worry about your bottoms falling off, or your top riding up or whatever
(111) Have you ever been in a talent show? I have MC'd a talent show in elementary school
(112) Ever been camping? heck yes
(113) Shorts or jeans? jeans
(114) Double dates or just the two of you? depends
(115) Do you go to camp? yes - been to MYPD
(116) When's the last time your parents spanked you? years ago. I was like 5.
(117) Can you rhyme well?occasionally
(118) Have you ever belonged to a gang? Heck yes, actually. The Eggilton N. Bacon Gang.
(119) Know people who belong to a gang? yeah, Bekka and Heather O.
(120) Do you smoke ciggarettes?EWW no
(121) Indoors or outdoors? depends on what I'm doing
(122) Have you ever gotten beaten up? by my brothers
(123) Do you know how to cook? lol. Ask about the time I tried making instant pudding. Tip: Never use water.
(124) Do you know how to do laundry? yeah
(125) When you get a pizza, how many slices do you eat? between 1 and 3 depending on their size
(126) How much do you weigh? enough
(127) Do you consider yourself too fat/skinny? i'd like to be thinner but it's not something i really agonize over
(128) Do you watch the superbowl? sometimes. I like the commercials
(129) What's your least favorite color? I'm not sure. I like most colors
(130) Have you ever faked being sick? no
(131) Ever done something illegal? i speeded
(132) What's the longest you've stayed up? about noon or so the next day
(133) Are you afraid of dying? nope
(134) What's your biggest regret? Corrie
(135) Ever picked up a hitch hiker? no
(136) Is your name on any bathroom walls? hope not
(137) Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? no
(138) What annoys you most? when people always want to be the center of attention and always talk about themselves
(139) Fave 'scary' movie? I'm not sure
(140) Fave 'action' movie? I'm not sure
(141) Fave 'romantic' movie? I'm not sure
(142) Do you have an accent? no
(143) Who is your role model? My mom or Ms. Mindy
(144) Do you like surprises? yes
(145) What kind of job would you like to have? missionary or a teacher
(146) Do you like to dance? yeah
(147) Ever took dance? yes
(148) Bold or pastel colors? either
(149) What is your normal Friday night like? hanging out at home with the family, watching a movie or TV, or reading or scrapbooking. Thrilling, I know
(150) What brand do you wear most? OLD NAVY! I love Old Navy
(151) What do you normally watch on TV? not a big fan of TV
(152) Do you have any 'special' talents? I've been told that I am a good story teller.
(153) What's your favorite sport? foot ball. Haven't they already asked that?
(154) What is the craziest thing you've ever done? Walking through Fred Meyers last Saturday night at like 9:45 pm with Kenny, Thomas, Jen, Ashley, Sarah, and Maria dressed like we were from the 1980s. It was awesome
(155) Can you play a musical instrument? clarinet and the kazoo
(156) What star sign are you? Gemini, but I don't really believe in that.
(157) Do you prefer public schools or private? never been to anything but public
(158) Do you care what people think? Not really but sometimes.
(159) Have you ever shot a gun? yes
(160) What are your favorite board games? Clue and Monopoly
(161) What is/was your favorite subject in school? math, but only because i find it very challenging. And I had a GREAT math teacher for the past 3 years
(162) Regular ice or crushed ice? neither
(163) Blue ink or black ink? blue
(164) Are your clothes mostly loose or tight fit? they're comfortable
(165) Have any peircings? my ears
(166) Gold or silver? silver
(167) What kind of shampoo/conditioner do you use? Suave. Currently, Passion Flower
(168) Do you blow dry your hair?a bit
(169) Would you say you're a cuss-a-holic? no
(170) What's the last book you've read? That stupid "Ready or Not" by Meg Cabot - boo
(171) Britney Spears or Christina Aguilera?neither? Is that an option?
(172) Spiderman or Superman? spiderman
(173) Have you ever broken a bone? yup: my nose, my left arm, and I've sprained my left wrist, my ring fingers on both hands, and my thumb, I believe. Or my pointer finger. Or was it my middle finger? I don't remember.
(174) Shower or Bath? shower
(175) Do you have any cavities? not that I know of
(176) Have you ever wore braces? no, but I need them
(177) What do you live in? a house
(178) Would you choose true love or a 100 million dollars? true love
(179) Do you have Cable? nope. We get like 4 channels
(180) Do you play any computer games? yeah, Jeff put some awesome games on the computer that I enjoy immensely
(181) How long did it take you to finish this? A while. why?

Back to the Copy Room

I'm baack! sitting in the beloved copy room at my mother's work as the copy machine runs copy after copy. Only 700 copies left to make. ANd they aren't just copies, but 45 page booklets. You know, the PEAK packets that everyone has to go through about a million times in their life.

But I decided that I really like John Reuben. He sings the song "Nuisance" - go to www.purevolume.com/johnreuben to listen! I'm debating whether or not to buy his newest CD with that song on it. I need a new CD. All of mine that I have now are tiring. I know every song on them by heart. Not that that is bad - AT ALL - but I need a new CD. Thats all. Or perhaps it is more that I WANT one. Either way. Considering I no longer have a job (maybe) I don't know how it will be possible.

Money is one of those things that a person really has a need for. One needs money to buy gas, pay for their car, buy presents for people, tithe, etc. I mean, I couldn't get along without money. No one could. Even the homeless people in New York City that God gave me a heart for need money. There was one guy outside the Subway who let us on and we paid him for it so we wouldn't have to buy our own passes. He needs money just like the people we saw sitting in doorstops and alleyways. Even the big millionaire-moguls need money. Donald Trump doesn't get a hair-do (or rather, hair-don't) like that for free (though he should). He needs money. I mean, don't get me wrong. My whole being doesn't revolve around money. Okay, sometimes it does. But still. Okay, so I know that God can provide everything I need. I don't doubt that often. I'll admit, sometimes I doubt Him, but I'm improving in that category. He's helping me a lot to trust Him.

I was going somewhere with that, but now I don't remember where.

Anyway.

Okay, so I watched the movie White Noise a few weeks ago with a girl from church, Sydni, and it was such a dumb movie. We were freaked out (because it is freaky), but then it got to the end, and we coudn't stop laughing. So this movie, a guy's wife dies and he discovers that he can talk to her. So his dead wife tells him about all these accidents when he can play the hero and save someone's life. So he goes out to all these places and ends up saving a bunch of people. But the entire time, there are these 3 shadow things that are present whenever he talks to his wife. SO then, his wife sends him on another mission, and he gets to this warehouse place. So these three shadow things show up, and there is another guy there, and somehow the three shadows turn out to be demons. ANd they puch the first guy into a huge crater. And he dies. Just like that. It happened, and Sydni and I just busted out laughing. It was soo dumb! We had a really good conversation about the movie, how sad it is that some people actually believe that you can talk to the dead like that. We also agreed that we are VERY glad to know God and that His way is the truth. But that isn't the end of it. Like a two days later, I was at Wal Mart with Sydni, Megan, and Maria and we were stadning in McDonalds and I get this call on my cell-phone. It was all static (no joke) from an un-known number. Then I looked at the date and it said January 4, 1981. I was soo freaked out and all 4 of us were soo scared! So on Wedensday, I told my big brother about it. He took my phone and literally said, "Satan, I command you out of this phone!" He laid his hands on my phone and prayed for it, asking Jesus to enter my phone and kick Satan out. It was really funny, but I know that Satan was trying to freak me out and he did it through my phone. But ever since Brad prayed over my cell-phone, nothing weird has happened. But how weird is it that the devil can use a cell-phone to get to someone?

But how much COOLER is it that God beat the devil with a big stick on calvary?!?!?!?!?

So now, instead of being possesed by the devil, my phone is officially being used by God. How awesome!

I went to a Jeremy Camp concert a fe weeks ago, and today I am wearing a purple shirt that I got there. On the front is says "i heart jesus." And I really like it. Then I found a black stretchy velvet belt and a thrift store. It was a big silver and gold buckle, so I'm wearing that with my levi's and a white hoodie, and my brown shoes because Mom said, "Make sure you wear good socks and shoes beacause you will be on concrete all day." Yesterday I wore my blue slip-ons from China Town, NY. Awesome. They're incredible.

Right, well, thats all I will say for now, but I can almost guarentee that I will write again later today. No joke.

8.02.2005

Tiolet Paper News

hm, so I just went to the bathroom (exciting, I know!), and it was painted ALL WHITE. I felt like I had just entered a mental ward or something. Or a hospital where none of the patients come out alive. Anyway. Then there was this poster about how you should wash your hands in warm water, so I turn on the facuet and it is FREEZING COLD. Like, water from the Arctic Ocean cold. So much for getting the germs off of me. Ridiculous.

And now I have the hiccups.

I blame the cold water and the white bathroom.

Fuser Agent 007

Right. Life changes. And sometimes the changes are easy, like shrinking a jean size (I wish), and other times they are REALLY hard, like your best friend deciding she doesn't like you anymore. Whether or not that is the case, I don' t know. Or care right now. I think I do better with no friends than with a lot of friends. I'm really quite solitary. I enjoy being by myself... most of the time.

Like right now. Or today in general. I've been by myself almost all day... except for this morning when Regis and Kelly kept me company while I ate breakfast. Oh and lunch, when Mom took me to Burger King. I shredded papers all morning. And now, I'm sitting in the copy room of my mom's work. All I have to do is restock paper and empty the copies out. Very nice. Granted, I know it is a job a monkey could do, or even a hippo if they had opposable thumbs. But nonetheless, its alright.

So anyway, changes. I determined that my friends are changing. But then I was thinking, and it is possible that THEY are not changing... I am. I'm not sure which. Possibly both. Or maybe, its all a huge conspiracy and no one is changing. Or not. Whatever. I don't want to think about this anymore. All I know is that God is unchanging and I can rest in that.

Pshaw to the rest of the world.

While I was shredding yesterday, there was a little caterpillar that got onto one of the papers. And I didn't know what to do with it. So I shredded it with the papers. I'm not scared of bugs (I'm the official spider killer in Acteens), but it really surprised me. Then I started thinking about what a horrible way that would be to die. Getting cut and shredded and pulled within an inch of your life, and then losing it. Ick. I was studying my Bible last night and I read about how one of Jesus' disciples had a knife ran through him. That would hurt too. I'm not scared of death, either. I'm actually excited. Like, not to die, but to be in heaven. How cool will it be there? It'll be awesome to hear all the stories...but forever is a REALLY long time.

A REALLY long time.

No joke.

Okay, so I have a joke:
Why did the gum cross the street?
Because it was stuck to the chiken's foot!

haha. I love corny jokes. Like the olive joke. Or the Seagull joke.

But this is neither the time, nor the place, for those jokes to be shared.

I really miss my brothers. One is in Iraq, and the other is in Missouri. Or Misery as my family calls it! haha.

Yeah, so now I'm just rambling. Au revoir.