Megan and Maria spent the night with me at the Swihart's when I house sat.
We're all freshmen!
*insert random yell here that translates to "YES!"*
Jesus healed the leopards.
Mmmmm...donuts.
"Why is there a frozen whole bird in the freezer...with it's feathers still attached?"
"It's a crocodile mouth!"
"What's that supposed to be? Chicken spaghetti?"
"Ryne, Ryne, wherefore art thou Ryne?"
"You doth play a mean baseball game. Your mom doth cook a mean meal."
Maria wouldn't clean out the poop.
Megan practically cried because she was scared. More than once.
The guy in the freezer opening his eyes.
And the other guy getting up and grabbing the girl.
Skipping the last three chapters. Lame-o movie.
I forgot to close the garage door.
Watching "Making the Band" on MTV for like 4 hours straight.
Smoothies.
Disney game.
Sharing water at Arby's.
The guys pushing that car. Hahahahaha.
Megan stealing half of my pillow.
Body imprints in the grass.
The burned boat at the auction. It mimicked the one in the lame-o movie.
The Corrie Story...and Megan shuddering at the thought. hahaha again
Maria and I laughing about what I e-mailed him before I told Meg.
Talking for like an hour about the mission trip.
Telling them I want a guy who can/is willing to learn how to butcher a pig.
Maria + Ryne, Meg + the Dishwasher, Me + NOT CORRIE.
Talking about Thomas and how he's changed.
Realizing that Maria LOVES praise-band like nothing else.
Hearing about how Maria talked about me to Mr. Berg, saying I'm super cool. :)
Megan showing up in a skirt and sweatpants.
I'm going to miss them. It kind of sucks going to college. It's hard to think about everyone I'm going to miss.
6.12.2006
6.11.2006
Golly Gee.
I don't understand.
How can..........*insert my thoughts here*.
Oh. Golly. Gee. Whiz.
I don't get it.
Cryptic, isn't it?
How can..........*insert my thoughts here*.
Oh. Golly. Gee. Whiz.
I don't get it.
Cryptic, isn't it?
6.10.2006
I Say And A Lot.
Once upon a time, in middle school, I went with some ELP kids (Caitlin Hammaker, Matt Rowell, and Cody Sherman) to a fish hatchery in Anchorage. And we got some fish to put in the tank in the ELP room. And the whole ride into Anchorage, no one talked. At all. Like, it was dead silent. And during the ride back, we played the Alphabet game. Then we got stuck on the letter "V" so we wrote "V" on a piece of paper and held it outside the window so we could say we saw it. And that happened as we pulled into the CMS parking lot. Then after that, Matt and Cody took over the fish, and Caitlin and I had nothing to do with them for the rest of the year, except look at them when we were in the ELP room.
And then I found twenty dollars.
And then I found twenty dollars.
6.05.2006
Things You May Not Know About Me.
1. I have a scar on my ankle from a bandaid.
2. I like silence with other people.
3. I think words sometimes become superfluous.
4. My favorite graduation present? My brother being here.
5. I'm impatient when it comes to waiting for God's timing.
6. Thousand Foot Krutch is my angry music.
7. I always cry when I'm at the altar praying.
8. There are certain people I don't always like spending time with.
9. Clue and Rummy are my favorite games of all time.
10. I still sleep with a Teddy Bear.
11. I really like my guitar, but can't really play it.
12. My favorite color combinations are brown and blue.
13. My favorite flip flops are red.
14. My first and middle names together mean "Happy Honey Bee".
15. Sometimes, I don't understand myself.
16. My fingers are very long and thin.
17. I own 25+ pairs of shoes and I collect thimbles.
18. My favorite place in the whole wide world is my house, specifically my bedroom, and Brad's bedroom. And our front place in our yard where we turn our cars around.
2. I like silence with other people.
3. I think words sometimes become superfluous.
4. My favorite graduation present? My brother being here.
5. I'm impatient when it comes to waiting for God's timing.
6. Thousand Foot Krutch is my angry music.
7. I always cry when I'm at the altar praying.
8. There are certain people I don't always like spending time with.
9. Clue and Rummy are my favorite games of all time.
10. I still sleep with a Teddy Bear.
11. I really like my guitar, but can't really play it.
12. My favorite color combinations are brown and blue.
13. My favorite flip flops are red.
14. My first and middle names together mean "Happy Honey Bee".
15. Sometimes, I don't understand myself.
16. My fingers are very long and thin.
17. I own 25+ pairs of shoes and I collect thimbles.
18. My favorite place in the whole wide world is my house, specifically my bedroom, and Brad's bedroom. And our front place in our yard where we turn our cars around.
The Problem.
I think I know what the main problem is with people these days:
They forget that it's not all about them.
Because, really, if people would remember that they are not the only people in the world, we would have less polution, less littering, fewer bad moods, and fewer crimes. People would be more willing to help those less forturnate than themselves. There would be more smiling in the streets and more pennies lying on the ground.
And I know that sounds all sun-shiney and happy and nothing will ever go wrong. And I sooo do not think that way, but if you stop and DO think about it, it's true.
I mean, I know that I forget that a lot too, sometimes, but I'm trying. And sometimes, I want it to be all about me, but even then I know that that isn't what Jesus wants. And sometimes, even, it's like I don't care what Jesus wants becuase I do what I want anyway. And it's hard to write/type that, but I know it's true, and that saddens me. It's so easy to get ladden down with the cares of this world, to forget every blessing in my life.
I forget how blessed I am.
They forget that it's not all about them.
Because, really, if people would remember that they are not the only people in the world, we would have less polution, less littering, fewer bad moods, and fewer crimes. People would be more willing to help those less forturnate than themselves. There would be more smiling in the streets and more pennies lying on the ground.
And I know that sounds all sun-shiney and happy and nothing will ever go wrong. And I sooo do not think that way, but if you stop and DO think about it, it's true.
I mean, I know that I forget that a lot too, sometimes, but I'm trying. And sometimes, I want it to be all about me, but even then I know that that isn't what Jesus wants. And sometimes, even, it's like I don't care what Jesus wants becuase I do what I want anyway. And it's hard to write/type that, but I know it's true, and that saddens me. It's so easy to get ladden down with the cares of this world, to forget every blessing in my life.
I forget how blessed I am.
Back Track.
To backtrack:
Friday night Brad flew in to surprise me for my graduation. It was soo cool. I had been thinking "Man, it would be so cool if Brad could be here, and Jeff." But I knew Jeff couldn't come because of his situation with Kayla, but I really wanted Brad here. And it turns out that like a month and a half ago, he and Mom and Dad set it all up. And everyone knew: Grandma and Grandpa, the Trouts, even Ashley Martin. I was so surprised. I jumped up and gave him a hug and started hitting him. Not hard, but in like an "Oh-my-gosh-what-are-you-doing-here" kind of way. It was incredible. What an awesome surprise. I love my family.
Saturday afternoon was GRADUATION. It was crazy...so surreal and funny. My favorite part, or two of my favorite parts were when everyone was walking around the track with the drum line playing. The drum line is seriously my favorite part of CHS. My second favorite part was when we all walked in and the teachers were all there. And I saw Mme, and she and I shared a silent moment in rememberance of the spectacular French years.
Sunday morning was church, and in the afternoon we had a little Open House type thing at Hannah's house. And we played Clue and had an awesome cake, and looked at pictures, and talked and took pictures and opened presents. And I ate a piece of cake with my name on it. Then we went BACK to church and Pastor Tom gave an invitation. So Mom, Dad, Brad, and I went up to the alter to pray for Jeff, and Grandma and Grandpa came, then a ton of other people came and laid hands on us, and we were all sobbing. And Mrs. Middendorf came, and when we were done praying, she just held me and I cried and cried on her shoulder. And she just held me. And I can't remember the last time anyone did that for me.
Today we went to Whittier. And I kind of wanted something to happen while we were in the tunnel just so I could see what the inside of the Safe Houses look like. And coming back it seemed like everyone (or mostly Dad) was in a bad mood. Then we get home, and Grandma starts to cry, and I don't know what to do, because it's just her and me and if anything, I'm supposed to be crying. Then we all played cards.
And here I am.
Friday night Brad flew in to surprise me for my graduation. It was soo cool. I had been thinking "Man, it would be so cool if Brad could be here, and Jeff." But I knew Jeff couldn't come because of his situation with Kayla, but I really wanted Brad here. And it turns out that like a month and a half ago, he and Mom and Dad set it all up. And everyone knew: Grandma and Grandpa, the Trouts, even Ashley Martin. I was so surprised. I jumped up and gave him a hug and started hitting him. Not hard, but in like an "Oh-my-gosh-what-are-you-doing-here" kind of way. It was incredible. What an awesome surprise. I love my family.
Saturday afternoon was GRADUATION. It was crazy...so surreal and funny. My favorite part, or two of my favorite parts were when everyone was walking around the track with the drum line playing. The drum line is seriously my favorite part of CHS. My second favorite part was when we all walked in and the teachers were all there. And I saw Mme, and she and I shared a silent moment in rememberance of the spectacular French years.
Sunday morning was church, and in the afternoon we had a little Open House type thing at Hannah's house. And we played Clue and had an awesome cake, and looked at pictures, and talked and took pictures and opened presents. And I ate a piece of cake with my name on it. Then we went BACK to church and Pastor Tom gave an invitation. So Mom, Dad, Brad, and I went up to the alter to pray for Jeff, and Grandma and Grandpa came, then a ton of other people came and laid hands on us, and we were all sobbing. And Mrs. Middendorf came, and when we were done praying, she just held me and I cried and cried on her shoulder. And she just held me. And I can't remember the last time anyone did that for me.
Today we went to Whittier. And I kind of wanted something to happen while we were in the tunnel just so I could see what the inside of the Safe Houses look like. And coming back it seemed like everyone (or mostly Dad) was in a bad mood. Then we get home, and Grandma starts to cry, and I don't know what to do, because it's just her and me and if anything, I'm supposed to be crying. Then we all played cards.
And here I am.
6.02.2006
My Thoughts.
Graduation tomorrow. And tomorrow is in like an hour.
I can't believe it's here. Graduation, I mean.
Grad practice today. Kind of lame. Meh. Had lunch with friends at Wendy's. Then we went to the park and found a necklace. And I bought a present for Darrin Minkler, because he said he would only come to my graduation if I bought him something. And Grandma, Grandpa, and I went to V-Ho for dinner, then to Wal Mart, then came home. And then we sat around. And then we played Rummy, and let me tell you, I am a Rummy master. It's like I'm a member of a secret Rummy club, and we meet at Midnight every Thursday and practice. That's how good I am.
Two nights ago, I spent like an hour talking to God about faith. And it was good. Then last night, we talked for another hour or so about purity. And how purity isn't just physical stuff, like abstaining from sex before marriage, but spiritually, and emotionally. And I think I failed in the last part in regards to the whole Corrie thing.
I've been thinking about that a lot lately. Just everything to do with that. And really, I'm never going to be able to seperate myself from him. I mean, I wasn't in love with him, but he was with me. And there are things I told him that I haven't told anyone else. Like, ever. So he has a huge part of my heart. And I'll never get it back. And I hate that. Because, really, I wanted to be able to give all of myself to my future husband, including every bit of my heart: The joy and the pain. I hate that he'll always be there.
I totally regret it. I mean, we didn't DO anything. Except talk. And I think the emotional hurt of relationships is just as painful as any physical pain there may be.
God showed me some purity verses last night. One of them, Psalm 91:10, is really cool: "Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me." It's like, since we're all sinful, only God can create a pure heart. It isn't something I can do myself. And I think a lot of times that I think it is. Then it says renew and how cool is that? God renews me. When I think I can go no further, He's there saying, "Here, I'll help you out." And BAM, I'm new again. And it's just sweet that He does that.
I can't believe it's here. Graduation, I mean.
Grad practice today. Kind of lame. Meh. Had lunch with friends at Wendy's. Then we went to the park and found a necklace. And I bought a present for Darrin Minkler, because he said he would only come to my graduation if I bought him something. And Grandma, Grandpa, and I went to V-Ho for dinner, then to Wal Mart, then came home. And then we sat around. And then we played Rummy, and let me tell you, I am a Rummy master. It's like I'm a member of a secret Rummy club, and we meet at Midnight every Thursday and practice. That's how good I am.
Two nights ago, I spent like an hour talking to God about faith. And it was good. Then last night, we talked for another hour or so about purity. And how purity isn't just physical stuff, like abstaining from sex before marriage, but spiritually, and emotionally. And I think I failed in the last part in regards to the whole Corrie thing.
I've been thinking about that a lot lately. Just everything to do with that. And really, I'm never going to be able to seperate myself from him. I mean, I wasn't in love with him, but he was with me. And there are things I told him that I haven't told anyone else. Like, ever. So he has a huge part of my heart. And I'll never get it back. And I hate that. Because, really, I wanted to be able to give all of myself to my future husband, including every bit of my heart: The joy and the pain. I hate that he'll always be there.
I totally regret it. I mean, we didn't DO anything. Except talk. And I think the emotional hurt of relationships is just as painful as any physical pain there may be.
God showed me some purity verses last night. One of them, Psalm 91:10, is really cool: "Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me." It's like, since we're all sinful, only God can create a pure heart. It isn't something I can do myself. And I think a lot of times that I think it is. Then it says renew and how cool is that? God renews me. When I think I can go no further, He's there saying, "Here, I'll help you out." And BAM, I'm new again. And it's just sweet that He does that.
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