I think I may have achieved a sort of victory over the X-box. After 2 months and 2 days of X-box live my parents have finally decided to limit my brothers to one hour a day. We'll see how long this lasts. However, for the time being, I am very excited about having my T.V. back and getting to go to bed earlier without hearing Cameron yelling to all of his little friends in a headset. (Because, in order for them to hear him, he just has to yell. There's no other way to communicate, apparently.) Maybe I'll actually get to see my brothers now. For a while I wondered if they still lived here. (And then I'd see all their clothes lying on the floor in the bathroom and the toothpaste all over the counters and the water all over the tile and I'd remember.) Anyway, I was reading Alec's webpage yesterday and I came across an entry he'd made last October, just after his break when he came home for a week from college, and I just thought I'd stick it here. Not necessarily to chastise all my X-box playing friends, but to let the others like me out there know that there is, in fact, at least one member of the male species who knows where we're coming from. Here it is.
"We ended up playing X-Box a mojority of the time and although it was entertaining, looking back it was clearly a waste of time. As a result, I have gained a deeper disdain for such entertainment. Not only does it steal your time, but it also creates a lack of intimacy and depth in relationships. Yes, you get to spend time with the guys, but what is really accomplished at the end of the day? Well, everyone has blisters on their thumbs, some guys are frustrated with eachother because of the game, and none of the relationships have gone anywhere, except maybe farther apart. You may pass this off as an unjustified rant against an inanimate object, but I beg you to do otherwise. "
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Saturday, February 26, 2005
Life is like a box of chocolates
Today I feel: cultured. :0)
Today was FSU's International Bazaar, so, the Русский Клуб had a table and we made Blini and had sourcream and this really good chocolate stuff to put on it. We made Blini from like, 10:00 in the morning to 3:00 in the afternoon, so by the time the International Bazaar started, I was thoroughly sick of blini. But it was really fun. When we finally got to the bazaar and set everything up I was really hungry cuz I had skipped lunch. There was SOOO much food, and it was all from different countries and it was delicious. I think the Indian food was my favorite. I got to meet a lot of really cool people. For a while, I sat at a table and wrote kid's names in Russian for them, which was fun, and I met this guy named Hasheem who was writing people's names in Arabic. He was really nice and he taught me some Arabic words and I taught him some Russian ones, and he wrote my name in Arabic and it's really pretty. I also got my name written in Korean and Japanese. Then at like, 6:00 all the groups got to perform something, so my friend John sang this Russian rock song, and we just kinda stood up there and clapped. I felt really stupid cuz I wasn't doing anything, but John said we were moral support. Whatever. Anyway, after we performed I finally left at 8:00ish, cuz i was really tired, and after me and Lori spent about 30 minutes searching for my car in the parking garage on Woodward (yes, I know, I really should pay more attention to where I park so these things won't happen, but I forgot to see what floor we were on) we came home and now I'm watching Forrest Gump, which is a great movie. It's on T.V. now. You know, this might be really weird, but I always draw parallels in this movie about our spiritual life. I think God sees us a lot like Jenny. The best way to live is right in front of us, but we have to try every other kind of path before we finally just trust him and realize that the thing we are looking for was right there all along. Jenny spent her whole life searching for "the good life" and what would make her happy, and she viewed Forrest as a simpleton who wouldn't know what real happiness was if it hit him in the face. But really, Forrest was the one who had peace in his life. And it wasn't until Jenny had nowhere else to go and tried everything else that she finally came home. So many times I know that people think I'm missing out because I don't do all the "fun" things that they do. But the fun things that they participate in don't make them happy. Real joy comes from trusting God and doing His will. And those who don't do that really don't understand that concept. It's "foolishness to those who are perishing", as Paul said. I see so many people every day who are trying to live life their own way because they think that their way is better and Christianity has too many rules, etc. etc. etc. But the joy I feel when I'm doing what I know God wants me to do far outweighs any disappointment I could feel for "missing out" on other stuff. Anyway, I'm gonna go finish the movie now. "And that's all I have to say about that." Arrivederci!
I'm setting the stage for the things I love
And I'm now the man I once couldn't be
Nothing on earth could now ever move me
I now have the will and the strength a man needs
Complexity haunts me for I am two men
Entrenched in a battle that I'll never win
My discipline fails me, my knowledge it fools me
But You are my shelter, all the strength that I need
It's my will, and I'm not moving
Cause if it's Your will, then nothing can shake me
It's my will, to bow and praise You
I now have the will to praise my God
I'm learning to give up the rights to myself
The bits and the pieces I've gathered as wealth
Could never compare to the joy that You bring me
The peace that You show me is the strength that I need
It's my will, and I'm not moving
Cause if it's Your will, then nothing can shake me
It's my will, to bow and praise You
I now have the will to praise my God
-DCTalk
Today was FSU's International Bazaar, so, the Русский Клуб had a table and we made Blini and had sourcream and this really good chocolate stuff to put on it. We made Blini from like, 10:00 in the morning to 3:00 in the afternoon, so by the time the International Bazaar started, I was thoroughly sick of blini. But it was really fun. When we finally got to the bazaar and set everything up I was really hungry cuz I had skipped lunch. There was SOOO much food, and it was all from different countries and it was delicious. I think the Indian food was my favorite. I got to meet a lot of really cool people. For a while, I sat at a table and wrote kid's names in Russian for them, which was fun, and I met this guy named Hasheem who was writing people's names in Arabic. He was really nice and he taught me some Arabic words and I taught him some Russian ones, and he wrote my name in Arabic and it's really pretty. I also got my name written in Korean and Japanese. Then at like, 6:00 all the groups got to perform something, so my friend John sang this Russian rock song, and we just kinda stood up there and clapped. I felt really stupid cuz I wasn't doing anything, but John said we were moral support. Whatever. Anyway, after we performed I finally left at 8:00ish, cuz i was really tired, and after me and Lori spent about 30 minutes searching for my car in the parking garage on Woodward (yes, I know, I really should pay more attention to where I park so these things won't happen, but I forgot to see what floor we were on) we came home and now I'm watching Forrest Gump, which is a great movie. It's on T.V. now. You know, this might be really weird, but I always draw parallels in this movie about our spiritual life. I think God sees us a lot like Jenny. The best way to live is right in front of us, but we have to try every other kind of path before we finally just trust him and realize that the thing we are looking for was right there all along. Jenny spent her whole life searching for "the good life" and what would make her happy, and she viewed Forrest as a simpleton who wouldn't know what real happiness was if it hit him in the face. But really, Forrest was the one who had peace in his life. And it wasn't until Jenny had nowhere else to go and tried everything else that she finally came home. So many times I know that people think I'm missing out because I don't do all the "fun" things that they do. But the fun things that they participate in don't make them happy. Real joy comes from trusting God and doing His will. And those who don't do that really don't understand that concept. It's "foolishness to those who are perishing", as Paul said. I see so many people every day who are trying to live life their own way because they think that their way is better and Christianity has too many rules, etc. etc. etc. But the joy I feel when I'm doing what I know God wants me to do far outweighs any disappointment I could feel for "missing out" on other stuff. Anyway, I'm gonna go finish the movie now. "And that's all I have to say about that." Arrivederci!
I'm setting the stage for the things I love
And I'm now the man I once couldn't be
Nothing on earth could now ever move me
I now have the will and the strength a man needs
Complexity haunts me for I am two men
Entrenched in a battle that I'll never win
My discipline fails me, my knowledge it fools me
But You are my shelter, all the strength that I need
It's my will, and I'm not moving
Cause if it's Your will, then nothing can shake me
It's my will, to bow and praise You
I now have the will to praise my God
I'm learning to give up the rights to myself
The bits and the pieces I've gathered as wealth
Could never compare to the joy that You bring me
The peace that You show me is the strength that I need
It's my will, and I'm not moving
Cause if it's Your will, then nothing can shake me
It's my will, to bow and praise You
I now have the will to praise my God
-DCTalk
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Extreme Ironing
I've got just one word for everybody: http://www.extremeironing.com/ . Well, I guess it's not a word. It's more like a link. but, "I've got just one link for everybody" didn't sound quite so inspiring.
How do people come up with these kinds of things? It's absolutely awesome. It would certainly make chores a lot more fun. Or at least ironing.
How do people come up with these kinds of things? It's absolutely awesome. It would certainly make chores a lot more fun. Or at least ironing.
I love Mrs. Rachel and Diane!
Okay, so today wasn't really all that great of a day. It was kinda stressful and all that jazz, and then I was finally leaving the church at like, 9:45 (earlier than most Wednesdays, so I was pleasantly surprised) and my car wouldn't start. Now, for those of you who don't know my car, it is a 1982 toyota celica, that, while I love it dearly, is not very reliable. We've diagnosed it with arthritis, alzheimer's (sp.?) and a plethora of other medical problems and honestly, it just needs to retire. But on it trudges, until it needs a break ('breaks' are rather expensive things when it comes to vehicles), which lately has been about once a month. So, I went to start it and ... nothing. The battery was fine, the radio was on, lights, everything, the starter just wasn't working. So I sat there for a minute and started tearing up because it was just one more thing that went wrong today, and so I got out my umbrella out of the trunk and started making my way through the rain back to the church. And my umbrella was broken. It was only half up. I felt like smashing it into the sidewalk, but I didn't, because half of my body was staying dry, so I was at least thankful for that. I walked in the joydome with one wet arm and leg (where I might mention some very pretty music was playing thanks to Todd, Daniel and 3 other brass players who are practicing their quintet for church) and mrs. Rachel and Diane were the only people standing there and I just threw my umbrella down and stood there with this frustrated/stressed/sad/dejected look on my face and they both gave me very nice hugs. And Mrs. Rachel gave me some really cute socks with monkeys on them for valentine's day and they are the bomb. And Diane offered to drive me home, which is not on her way at all, so I was thankful for that. So, I went to go get all my textbooks and stuff out of my car and I decided to just try to start it one more time, and it started! God loves me! And so does Mrs. Rachel and Diane, so that made me happy. I love you guys.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
The results are in...
Gosh, everytime I go to get off the computer I remember there's something I could be doing that's better than homework. Alright, y'all. You voted and the results are in. Rabid Koala Bears won the poll with twice as many votes as anything else. So I will be destroying the X-box with rabid koala bears as soon as I get some. Being that "bears" had an "s" on the end, that means I'll need at least two. Although, I probably would have put a "couple of koala bears" or a "pair of koala bears" if I had meant two. So, let's go for at least three. If you would like to donate a koala bear to Calyn's Koala Bear Fund: please send it to:
Kenley Stringer
Scarlett Drive
Tallahassee, FL 32303
Mr. Stringer will be glad to take care of the koala bears until I know what to do with them. If they're already rabid, that's perfectly acceptable and actually preferred, because it will eliminate some of the steps. Please include a note stating whether or not the koala bear already has rabies or any other diseases it may be infected with. All donations are tax deductable. Thank you again, and if anyone would like to borrow the koala bears after I am done destroying the X-box to destroy their own X-boxes, I will be happy to let you use them.
Kenley Stringer
Scarlett Drive
Tallahassee, FL 32303
Mr. Stringer will be glad to take care of the koala bears until I know what to do with them. If they're already rabid, that's perfectly acceptable and actually preferred, because it will eliminate some of the steps. Please include a note stating whether or not the koala bear already has rabies or any other diseases it may be infected with. All donations are tax deductable. Thank you again, and if anyone would like to borrow the koala bears after I am done destroying the X-box to destroy their own X-boxes, I will be happy to let you use them.
Hmmm....
I was looking at Linda's blog, and she said this:
Life: well it's been good i got to see my parents this past week....i was in iowa....which by the way is the most boring state in the country.....my dad called it a 3rd world country.....
Okay, this will only be funny to some people, but I'm laughing my head off right now. It's NOT just us! :0)
Life: well it's been good i got to see my parents this past week....i was in iowa....which by the way is the most boring state in the country.....my dad called it a 3rd world country.....
Okay, this will only be funny to some people, but I'm laughing my head off right now. It's NOT just us! :0)
Monday, February 21, 2005
Happy President's Day Everybody!
Happy President's Day everybody! To all of you who got out of school today... I'm so happy for you... Ahem. Alas, I did have to go to school today, but fortunately, none of you went to Wakulla Springs without me, so I didn't get too depressed. Thank you. So, president's day doesn't seem to be a holiday we really "celebrate". It's just kinda a day that my Dad gets off work cuz he's a federal employee and occasionally we get out of school, but let's think about this, peoples. Abraham Lincoln and George Washington were pretty cool guys. Personally, I think they should get their own days and not have to share one, but I suppose they'll have to take what they can get. We know a lot about Washington and Lincoln, but what about our other presidents? I was sure there were some interesting facts about them, so I looked 'em up.
Did you know? I looked up campaign slogans and there were some pretty funny ones.
Grover Cleveland (who, by the way, had to have a new bathtub installed in the white house because he weighed 300 pounds and couldn't fit in the current one) ran against a guy named James Blaine, and Cleveland's slogan was: "Blaine, Blaine, James G. Blaine. The continental liar from the state of Maine." That's harsh. Dwight Eisenhower's was "I like Ike." Gosh, that was creative... And then there was Jimmy Carter. Good ol' Jimmy Carter whose 1976 campaign slogan was "Not just peanuts." No comment necesary there, folks. Abraham Lincoln's reelection slogan was "Don't swap horses in the middle of a stream." Wow. Alrighty-then.
Here's some great quotes from some of our presidents:
"They say hard work never hurt anybody, but I figure why take the chance?" Ronald Reagan
"This is a great day for France!" President Richard Nixon while attending Charles De Gaulle's funeral
"You know, if I were a single man, I might ask that mummy out. That's a good-looking mummy" —Bill Clinton, looking at "Juanita," a newly discovered Incan mummy on display at the National Geographic museum. (Okay, that's just scary. It goes deeper than we thought, people.)
"I have left orders to be awakened at any time in case of national emergency — even if I'm in a Cabinet meeting." Ronald Reagan
"What's a man got to do to get in the top fifty?" –Bill Clinton, reacting to a survey of journalists that ranked the Monica Lewinsky scandal as the 53rd most significant story of the century.
"Solutions are not the answer." Richard Nixon
"You may have noticed I have a few flaws, too. People sometimes have to correct my English. I knew I had a problem when Arnold Schwarzenegger started doing it." --George W. Bush"
"I am not worried about the deficit. It is big enough to take care of itself." Ronald Reagan
I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully." —George W. Bush
This is my favorite. It's about microphones.
"These, they're very dangerous. They trap you. Especially these furry ones...it's these furry guys that get you in real trouble. They can reach out and listen to something so — keep it respectful here." —George Bush Sr., speaking to Arnold Schwarzenegger in 1991 about the need to be careful when speaking near open microphones.
Well, I guess our presidents were just regular people. Even politicians can be funny sometimes. I hope you all had a great president's day, whether you were off today or not. Guess what? For all my college friends who were not out of school today, on Wednesday, we will be officially halfway through the semester! Hooray! That's something to look forward to. And only 2 more weeks until spring break. We can do this.... Arrivederci!
Did you know? I looked up campaign slogans and there were some pretty funny ones.
Grover Cleveland (who, by the way, had to have a new bathtub installed in the white house because he weighed 300 pounds and couldn't fit in the current one) ran against a guy named James Blaine, and Cleveland's slogan was: "Blaine, Blaine, James G. Blaine. The continental liar from the state of Maine." That's harsh. Dwight Eisenhower's was "I like Ike." Gosh, that was creative... And then there was Jimmy Carter. Good ol' Jimmy Carter whose 1976 campaign slogan was "Not just peanuts." No comment necesary there, folks. Abraham Lincoln's reelection slogan was "Don't swap horses in the middle of a stream." Wow. Alrighty-then.
Here's some great quotes from some of our presidents:
"They say hard work never hurt anybody, but I figure why take the chance?" Ronald Reagan
"This is a great day for France!" President Richard Nixon while attending Charles De Gaulle's funeral
"You know, if I were a single man, I might ask that mummy out. That's a good-looking mummy" —Bill Clinton, looking at "Juanita," a newly discovered Incan mummy on display at the National Geographic museum. (Okay, that's just scary. It goes deeper than we thought, people.)
"I have left orders to be awakened at any time in case of national emergency — even if I'm in a Cabinet meeting." Ronald Reagan
"What's a man got to do to get in the top fifty?" –Bill Clinton, reacting to a survey of journalists that ranked the Monica Lewinsky scandal as the 53rd most significant story of the century.
"Solutions are not the answer." Richard Nixon
"You may have noticed I have a few flaws, too. People sometimes have to correct my English. I knew I had a problem when Arnold Schwarzenegger started doing it." --George W. Bush"
"I am not worried about the deficit. It is big enough to take care of itself." Ronald Reagan
I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully." —George W. Bush
This is my favorite. It's about microphones.
"These, they're very dangerous. They trap you. Especially these furry ones...it's these furry guys that get you in real trouble. They can reach out and listen to something so — keep it respectful here." —George Bush Sr., speaking to Arnold Schwarzenegger in 1991 about the need to be careful when speaking near open microphones.
Well, I guess our presidents were just regular people. Even politicians can be funny sometimes. I hope you all had a great president's day, whether you were off today or not. Guess what? For all my college friends who were not out of school today, on Wednesday, we will be officially halfway through the semester! Hooray! That's something to look forward to. And only 2 more weeks until spring break. We can do this.... Arrivederci!
Sunday, February 20, 2005
Fire hydrants, tiny jackets, and luminous frisbees
Today I feel: Kinda sad because it's Sunday night and tomorrow's school... But it was a great weekend!
Wow, what a busy weekend. Friday me and Dad played basketball, which was a lot of fun for me, but not really for him because he twisted his knee and couldn't really walk most of the weekend. I think he'll live, though. He needs some new knees. Maybe I'll get him some for his birthday. And then I went to the Wyman's house and me, Shannon, Diane and Leera (sp.?) had a party to watch the Notebook. Me and Shannon did Taebo, and that was really fun. We looked like total idiots and I fell over a couple times, but it was great. Then when Diane and Leera came over, Zoolander was on T.V., so we had to watch that, because it's such a great movie. "How can we teach the little children to read good if they can't even fit inside of the building?!" "Just because we have chiseled abs and stunning features doesn't mean our friends can't die in a freak gasoline fight accident..." Oh, that's a great one. So after that was over we watched the Notebook, which was about the sweetest/saddest movie I have ever seen. I was crying like, 30 minutes after it was over. It was pathetic. But if you haven't seen it, you should because it's really good.
I spent the night at the Wyman's and in the morning I went home to get ready for Cowboy Up! Yeeeeehah! I jogged to Northwoods, which was exciting, cuz I'd never done that before and then I hung out with everybody and we played ultimate frisbee for like, 2 1/2 hours! It was awesome!!! And at the end I went on the mechanical bull, like I said. I think I did pretty good. I can't say that I mastered it, but at least I tried. I think there was like, 1,000 people at Cowboy up, so it was a pretty good turnout.
Then last night my aunt and uncle from Atlanta came into town and we hung out. They're really cool. I spent the night at Lori's so we would have more room for them at my house and then I went to church this morning and then to drama practice, and then to taco bell, and then to youth. At R.O.C. we listened to a sermon by Andy Stanley, who's the pastor of Northpointe Church in Atlanta and it was a really cool sermon, talking about why it was great to wait until you're married to have sex. He made it sound totally common sense. It was awesome. and then, the best part! After youth, Ultimate frisbee again! Gorgeous weather, an open field and Paul's light-up frisbee. it was awesome. Our team rocked! We lost by one, but "E" for effort, everybody, especially to Aaron, who, while running had a fire hydrant jump up and hit him and he and flipped over it trying to catch the frisbee for a score. MVP award goes to Aaron!
The best part of the whole weekend was at the very end. Jake, (a.k.a.- Jake the Cake) found Amanda Lloyd's jacket sitting in the grass and decided he would put it on. Now, Jake, Jake is a very big person, and Amanda, well, she's a very small person, and so she has a very small jacket. Jake kinda got stuck in it, or something and he had his arms out to the side because if he would have brought his arms down he would have ripped the jacket, which wouldn't have been good. (Daniel said it didn't matter because Amanda had like, 16 of them anyway... :0) But Jake was trying to get the jacket off, when Amanda comes around the corner, she sees him and starts yelling at him. So he takes off running, arms out, off into the parking lot with Callie and Amanda chasing after him screaming. He looked like a bird. I wish I could have taped it. Maybe you just had to have been there. But it was funny. I hope everyone else had a great weekend! Tomorrow's my mom's birthday, so I need to go because I need to make a card. Arrivederci!
Wow, what a busy weekend. Friday me and Dad played basketball, which was a lot of fun for me, but not really for him because he twisted his knee and couldn't really walk most of the weekend. I think he'll live, though. He needs some new knees. Maybe I'll get him some for his birthday. And then I went to the Wyman's house and me, Shannon, Diane and Leera (sp.?) had a party to watch the Notebook. Me and Shannon did Taebo, and that was really fun. We looked like total idiots and I fell over a couple times, but it was great. Then when Diane and Leera came over, Zoolander was on T.V., so we had to watch that, because it's such a great movie. "How can we teach the little children to read good if they can't even fit inside of the building?!" "Just because we have chiseled abs and stunning features doesn't mean our friends can't die in a freak gasoline fight accident..." Oh, that's a great one. So after that was over we watched the Notebook, which was about the sweetest/saddest movie I have ever seen. I was crying like, 30 minutes after it was over. It was pathetic. But if you haven't seen it, you should because it's really good.
I spent the night at the Wyman's and in the morning I went home to get ready for Cowboy Up! Yeeeeehah! I jogged to Northwoods, which was exciting, cuz I'd never done that before and then I hung out with everybody and we played ultimate frisbee for like, 2 1/2 hours! It was awesome!!! And at the end I went on the mechanical bull, like I said. I think I did pretty good. I can't say that I mastered it, but at least I tried. I think there was like, 1,000 people at Cowboy up, so it was a pretty good turnout.
Then last night my aunt and uncle from Atlanta came into town and we hung out. They're really cool. I spent the night at Lori's so we would have more room for them at my house and then I went to church this morning and then to drama practice, and then to taco bell, and then to youth. At R.O.C. we listened to a sermon by Andy Stanley, who's the pastor of Northpointe Church in Atlanta and it was a really cool sermon, talking about why it was great to wait until you're married to have sex. He made it sound totally common sense. It was awesome. and then, the best part! After youth, Ultimate frisbee again! Gorgeous weather, an open field and Paul's light-up frisbee. it was awesome. Our team rocked! We lost by one, but "E" for effort, everybody, especially to Aaron, who, while running had a fire hydrant jump up and hit him and he and flipped over it trying to catch the frisbee for a score. MVP award goes to Aaron!
The best part of the whole weekend was at the very end. Jake, (a.k.a.- Jake the Cake) found Amanda Lloyd's jacket sitting in the grass and decided he would put it on. Now, Jake, Jake is a very big person, and Amanda, well, she's a very small person, and so she has a very small jacket. Jake kinda got stuck in it, or something and he had his arms out to the side because if he would have brought his arms down he would have ripped the jacket, which wouldn't have been good. (Daniel said it didn't matter because Amanda had like, 16 of them anyway... :0) But Jake was trying to get the jacket off, when Amanda comes around the corner, she sees him and starts yelling at him. So he takes off running, arms out, off into the parking lot with Callie and Amanda chasing after him screaming. He looked like a bird. I wish I could have taped it. Maybe you just had to have been there. But it was funny. I hope everyone else had a great weekend! Tomorrow's my mom's birthday, so I need to go because I need to make a card. Arrivederci!
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Who am I?
Today I feel: Great! Veronica's flying into Atlanta on the 23rd. Yeah!!!
Okay, so I took a bunch of Jenshka's quizzes. So which Disney World ride am I?
The Mark Twain: A leisurely paddle steamboat
navigating the Rivers of America in the 19th
Century! A venerable Disneyland institution,
you date to opening day in 1955 and respresent
stablity, tradition, and a healthy dose of
Americana. You never make your passengers
seasick (in part due to the fact that you role
along your secret underwater track) and always
offer some great panoramic views of a Frontier
mining town, New Orleans, and back woods
glimpses of wildlife and injuns straight out of
a Samuel Clemens tale! Small children and old
folks like you best, but that doesn't mean you
don't know how to get out and enjoy the
nightlife, you play "Steamboat
Willie" in the nightly production of the
Fantasmic! Spectacular. Just one question,
just how is that you are always managing to be
headed "down river"?
On the Spongebob quiz, I was Sandy, which is pretty exciting, because Sandy's really cool.
And which Napolean Dynamite character am I? I'm Trisha. Hmmm.... That's just weird.
I really don't think these are very accurate. I think the only one that's right is the Mark Twain one. Mark Twain is awesome. He's one of my favorite writers. I'm not sure how exciting his ride is because I've never been on it, though. I'm not a big fan of Disney World. I've only been once, but I like Six Flags a lot better. The best place in the whole world is Sea World. I could go there every day.
You can check Jenshka's blog to see what we did tonight. It was a lot of fun. Cowboy up's gonna be really great. I can't wait. I'm going to master that mechanical bull. Oh, and by the way, everyone needs to take the X-box quiz because I'm really torn between Japanese warriors and Rabid Koala Bears. I need to know, people, because I need to go ahead and make some calls. Well, I have jury duty tomorrow. Grrrrr. So I'm gonna go to bed now. Arrivederci!
Okay, so I took a bunch of Jenshka's quizzes. So which Disney World ride am I?
The Mark Twain: A leisurely paddle steamboat
navigating the Rivers of America in the 19th
Century! A venerable Disneyland institution,
you date to opening day in 1955 and respresent
stablity, tradition, and a healthy dose of
Americana. You never make your passengers
seasick (in part due to the fact that you role
along your secret underwater track) and always
offer some great panoramic views of a Frontier
mining town, New Orleans, and back woods
glimpses of wildlife and injuns straight out of
a Samuel Clemens tale! Small children and old
folks like you best, but that doesn't mean you
don't know how to get out and enjoy the
nightlife, you play "Steamboat
Willie" in the nightly production of the
Fantasmic! Spectacular. Just one question,
just how is that you are always managing to be
headed "down river"?
On the Spongebob quiz, I was Sandy, which is pretty exciting, because Sandy's really cool.
And which Napolean Dynamite character am I? I'm Trisha. Hmmm.... That's just weird.
I really don't think these are very accurate. I think the only one that's right is the Mark Twain one. Mark Twain is awesome. He's one of my favorite writers. I'm not sure how exciting his ride is because I've never been on it, though. I'm not a big fan of Disney World. I've only been once, but I like Six Flags a lot better. The best place in the whole world is Sea World. I could go there every day.
You can check Jenshka's blog to see what we did tonight. It was a lot of fun. Cowboy up's gonna be really great. I can't wait. I'm going to master that mechanical bull. Oh, and by the way, everyone needs to take the X-box quiz because I'm really torn between Japanese warriors and Rabid Koala Bears. I need to know, people, because I need to go ahead and make some calls. Well, I have jury duty tomorrow. Grrrrr. So I'm gonna go to bed now. Arrivederci!
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Today I feel: So, so happy that Veronica is coming!
Today was Wednesday, which is a very busy day. It was absolutely gorgeous outside today, in case any of y'all missed it. I love it when it's beautiful outside. I really can't talk long because I have a Russian test in the morning which I need to start studying for. It's after my official study-start time of 10:30, so I must make this short. Last night in PCBS we watched the rest of Stephen which is an awesome drama. It puts the story of Stephen into the present day and it is incredible. Hannah made some really great cookies. (She remembered the butter this time, so they were nice and soft. Rock on, Hannah!) And I'm so proud of Leah because Callie brought chocolate covered strawberries, and Leah didn't even say anything. I saw her look lovingly at them for a minute, but that was all. Good job, Leah. Anyway, I've really gotta go, but I hope you are all having a great week! Arrivederci principessas!
Today was Wednesday, which is a very busy day. It was absolutely gorgeous outside today, in case any of y'all missed it. I love it when it's beautiful outside. I really can't talk long because I have a Russian test in the morning which I need to start studying for. It's after my official study-start time of 10:30, so I must make this short. Last night in PCBS we watched the rest of Stephen which is an awesome drama. It puts the story of Stephen into the present day and it is incredible. Hannah made some really great cookies. (She remembered the butter this time, so they were nice and soft. Rock on, Hannah!) And I'm so proud of Leah because Callie brought chocolate covered strawberries, and Leah didn't even say anything. I saw her look lovingly at them for a minute, but that was all. Good job, Leah. Anyway, I've really gotta go, but I hope you are all having a great week! Arrivederci principessas!
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
P.S.
Pray for Veronica! Tomorrow is her meeting with the government peoples to let her know if she can come to America and work for Student Life. If you get a chance, pray that the meeting would go well and that the Ukrainian government would realize that she is NOT trying to leave Ukraine for good and that she will return after she works for the spring. Thanks! Я люблю тебя, Вероника!
Today was Tuesday!
Today I feel: In love with Tuesdays.
Okay, so today was like an awesome day because it was Tuesday, and that means.... (as if you haven't figured this out already) PINK CARPET BIBLE STUDY! Hooray! But that happens at the end of the day, so I'll just save the best for last. :0)
I had a national government test today, which although was multiple choice, it was way harder than I thought it would be, so I hope I did good on that. Nevertheless, I love test days because you always get out early. So, at 9:13, I got to get in my car and come home instead of waiting around until 10:00. And then I drove to FSU later and got a parking spot in a record 2 minutes! Exciting stuff that was. I went to Subway and got my last stamp needed to fill out my card. :0) So that means free sub tomorrow! I always cheat the system with the Subway stamp thing. See, I get veggie subs because they're only $2.49 and then, once I get all my stamps I get a really good one for free. So tomorrow it means I get a good one. Even though, I kinda like the veggie ones, because i always get so much stuff put on my sandwhiches I don't really taste the meat that much anyway. Plus, it's like $1.50 less, which, if I saved a dollar fifty every day for my college career, that would add up to... like $2000. Whoa. That's insane. Anyway, Sarah, being the accounting major and all will probably be the only one that finds that really exciting.
Okay, so I went running today and I went all the way down to the Circle K, which I don't know how far that is because Jenna was supposed to clock it. Actually, I'm gonna call her real quick. Just a second...
....Uh, she forgot to hit her spedometer button. I guess I'll just figure it out tomorrow. It's not all that far, but it's farther than I usually jog, so that was good. There's this graveyard that's on Monroe Street like, right past Christian heritage church, and I went through there because it's really pretty and there's flowers everywhere and stuff. Okay, so you might think that's morbid. But I thought it was kinda peaceful. There's this big statue/monument thing of the Bible with Psalm 23 engraved in it, and it was so pretty. It got me thinking about Mrs. Marie Spillman's funeral that was on Saturday. For those of you who don't know Mrs. Marie, she was this old lady in our church and she was probably one of the most encouraging people I've ever met. She was at every service, every wedding, every funeral, every choir rehersal, every pot luck dinner; she was at everything. The only time she wasn't at church was when she was in the hospital. She really viewed the church as her family. It didn't matter if she knew you or not. If you had a need, she was there. You were her family. A brother or sister in Christ, and that was just as important as a "blood" relative. Anyway, she died last Monday, and it was so sad because everyone was so used to her being there. I mean, she was 85, and I know she's in a much better place, but it was still sad. At her funeral on Saturday, the choir and orchestra played because she loved the choir so much and she really wanted them to sing when she died. And then people gave pop-up testimonies of how Mrs. Marie had blessed their lives. I think every member of our church could have said something if we would have had time. Lori beat me to it, but she talked about how before her and I went to Ukraine last year, we had made a prayer chart with all the days we would be gone. We wanted people to sign up to pray for us for a day and have all the days covered before we left. Well, me and Lori announced to the church when we were leaving and how we had the prayer chart, but at the end of the service only like 5 or 6 people had signed up out of the 400ish people in that service. So we were kind of discouraged. But then, right as we were leaving, Mrs. Marie and her daughter, Mrs. Barbara (who is also totally awesome) came and said that they would take every Tuesday. (like I said, Tuesdays are great days.) While they were signing up, Mrs. Marie kept pointing out the days that were open and would say, "Oh, sign us up for that day" and "Sign us up for that one too." She and Barbara eventually filled in all the open days. All of them. It was so sweet. I knew that we would be more than covered in prayer for the summer. They were definitely people you can count on to pray. Anyway, that was just one of the many testimonies that people gave about how Mrs. Marie had blessed their lives. I don't think there was a dry eye in the church. I hope that when I die that I will have had half as much influence as Mrs. Marie did. Even at her funeral her primary concern was that Pastor John give an invitation so that everyone there would hear the gospel. How cool is that? When I get to heaven, she'll be one of the first people that I want to see.
I guess I'll talk about PCBS later because my brother is being mean to me and he demands that i get off the computer now. Arrivederci!
Okay, so today was like an awesome day because it was Tuesday, and that means.... (as if you haven't figured this out already) PINK CARPET BIBLE STUDY! Hooray! But that happens at the end of the day, so I'll just save the best for last. :0)
I had a national government test today, which although was multiple choice, it was way harder than I thought it would be, so I hope I did good on that. Nevertheless, I love test days because you always get out early. So, at 9:13, I got to get in my car and come home instead of waiting around until 10:00. And then I drove to FSU later and got a parking spot in a record 2 minutes! Exciting stuff that was. I went to Subway and got my last stamp needed to fill out my card. :0) So that means free sub tomorrow! I always cheat the system with the Subway stamp thing. See, I get veggie subs because they're only $2.49 and then, once I get all my stamps I get a really good one for free. So tomorrow it means I get a good one. Even though, I kinda like the veggie ones, because i always get so much stuff put on my sandwhiches I don't really taste the meat that much anyway. Plus, it's like $1.50 less, which, if I saved a dollar fifty every day for my college career, that would add up to... like $2000. Whoa. That's insane. Anyway, Sarah, being the accounting major and all will probably be the only one that finds that really exciting.
Okay, so I went running today and I went all the way down to the Circle K, which I don't know how far that is because Jenna was supposed to clock it. Actually, I'm gonna call her real quick. Just a second...
....Uh, she forgot to hit her spedometer button. I guess I'll just figure it out tomorrow. It's not all that far, but it's farther than I usually jog, so that was good. There's this graveyard that's on Monroe Street like, right past Christian heritage church, and I went through there because it's really pretty and there's flowers everywhere and stuff. Okay, so you might think that's morbid. But I thought it was kinda peaceful. There's this big statue/monument thing of the Bible with Psalm 23 engraved in it, and it was so pretty. It got me thinking about Mrs. Marie Spillman's funeral that was on Saturday. For those of you who don't know Mrs. Marie, she was this old lady in our church and she was probably one of the most encouraging people I've ever met. She was at every service, every wedding, every funeral, every choir rehersal, every pot luck dinner; she was at everything. The only time she wasn't at church was when she was in the hospital. She really viewed the church as her family. It didn't matter if she knew you or not. If you had a need, she was there. You were her family. A brother or sister in Christ, and that was just as important as a "blood" relative. Anyway, she died last Monday, and it was so sad because everyone was so used to her being there. I mean, she was 85, and I know she's in a much better place, but it was still sad. At her funeral on Saturday, the choir and orchestra played because she loved the choir so much and she really wanted them to sing when she died. And then people gave pop-up testimonies of how Mrs. Marie had blessed their lives. I think every member of our church could have said something if we would have had time. Lori beat me to it, but she talked about how before her and I went to Ukraine last year, we had made a prayer chart with all the days we would be gone. We wanted people to sign up to pray for us for a day and have all the days covered before we left. Well, me and Lori announced to the church when we were leaving and how we had the prayer chart, but at the end of the service only like 5 or 6 people had signed up out of the 400ish people in that service. So we were kind of discouraged. But then, right as we were leaving, Mrs. Marie and her daughter, Mrs. Barbara (who is also totally awesome) came and said that they would take every Tuesday. (like I said, Tuesdays are great days.) While they were signing up, Mrs. Marie kept pointing out the days that were open and would say, "Oh, sign us up for that day" and "Sign us up for that one too." She and Barbara eventually filled in all the open days. All of them. It was so sweet. I knew that we would be more than covered in prayer for the summer. They were definitely people you can count on to pray. Anyway, that was just one of the many testimonies that people gave about how Mrs. Marie had blessed their lives. I don't think there was a dry eye in the church. I hope that when I die that I will have had half as much influence as Mrs. Marie did. Even at her funeral her primary concern was that Pastor John give an invitation so that everyone there would hear the gospel. How cool is that? When I get to heaven, she'll be one of the first people that I want to see.
I guess I'll talk about PCBS later because my brother is being mean to me and he demands that i get off the computer now. Arrivederci!
Monday, February 14, 2005
National Singleness Awareness Day
Today I feel: Uh, do we really have to go there? A) It's Valentines Day, a holiday of which I'm not real fond of. B) It's Monday. C) It's raining.
No, really, today hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. It turns out I have some really great friends who are also not so fond of Valentines Day, so we decided to get up at 6:00, dress up in really nice clothes, put all our makeup on and....go to the Waffle House. It was great. (For my friends who don't know what a waffle house is, it's this restaurant that serves primarily breakfast food (namely, waffles) and it's open 24-hours a day. It's really cheap. It's not that it's a bad restaurant or anything, it's just not a place that you would dress up to go to.) Anyway, so me, Melissa, Nicole, Leah, Callie and Janelle (not Rebekah because she decided we were not important enough to hang out with and slept in. Shame, shame.) ate at Waffle House this morning and had a great time. Then I went to school and like, nobody was there because it was Monday, it was raining and it was Valentine's Day. (I think I may have established that already.) So my awesome history teacher let us out early and in Russian class we just played around and really didn't do anything, which was fun. Ooh, and when I was walking back to my car, I saw this bumper sticker on the back of this Toyota that said "I love Wakulla Springs." I MUST get one. I'm not a big fan of bumper stickers, but I love Wakulla Springs. I saw it, and I thought to myself, "Wow, if Sarah were with me, she'd punch me and start going off about how she was going to buy me a bunch of them and I'd have to stick them everywhere." (Yeah, you're laughing cuz you know it's true, Ponch.) After I made it to my car, I went and got my blood taken, and thankfully, unlike Todd, there was nothing of note that happened there.
I finished up Leviticus this weekend. Now I'm onto Numbers. Math was really never my subject, but we'll see how it goes. There's a lot of cool stories in Numbers that I don't read very often, so I'm looking forward to rediscovering them.
Tonight is girl's night out and we're going to the dollar theatre to see either "Ray" or "The Polar Express". It's gonna be great!
Pink Carpet Bible Study is tomorrow! That's so exciting. I think we're going to watch the second half of the Stephen movie (if we get to it... :0)
Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day, or Singleness Awareness Day, or Girl Empowerment Day, or whichever you prefer. Arrivederci Principessas!
No, really, today hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. It turns out I have some really great friends who are also not so fond of Valentines Day, so we decided to get up at 6:00, dress up in really nice clothes, put all our makeup on and....go to the Waffle House. It was great. (For my friends who don't know what a waffle house is, it's this restaurant that serves primarily breakfast food (namely, waffles) and it's open 24-hours a day. It's really cheap. It's not that it's a bad restaurant or anything, it's just not a place that you would dress up to go to.) Anyway, so me, Melissa, Nicole, Leah, Callie and Janelle (not Rebekah because she decided we were not important enough to hang out with and slept in. Shame, shame.) ate at Waffle House this morning and had a great time. Then I went to school and like, nobody was there because it was Monday, it was raining and it was Valentine's Day. (I think I may have established that already.) So my awesome history teacher let us out early and in Russian class we just played around and really didn't do anything, which was fun. Ooh, and when I was walking back to my car, I saw this bumper sticker on the back of this Toyota that said "I love Wakulla Springs." I MUST get one. I'm not a big fan of bumper stickers, but I love Wakulla Springs. I saw it, and I thought to myself, "Wow, if Sarah were with me, she'd punch me and start going off about how she was going to buy me a bunch of them and I'd have to stick them everywhere." (Yeah, you're laughing cuz you know it's true, Ponch.) After I made it to my car, I went and got my blood taken, and thankfully, unlike Todd, there was nothing of note that happened there.
I finished up Leviticus this weekend. Now I'm onto Numbers. Math was really never my subject, but we'll see how it goes. There's a lot of cool stories in Numbers that I don't read very often, so I'm looking forward to rediscovering them.
Tonight is girl's night out and we're going to the dollar theatre to see either "Ray" or "The Polar Express". It's gonna be great!
Pink Carpet Bible Study is tomorrow! That's so exciting. I think we're going to watch the second half of the Stephen movie (if we get to it... :0)
Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day, or Singleness Awareness Day, or Girl Empowerment Day, or whichever you prefer. Arrivederci Principessas!
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Die, X-box, Die
Today I feel: Frustrated.
Oy, doesn't anyone else hate X-box? I feel as if it's destroying my life. Ruth spent the night last night after we scrapbooked at the church til midnight. My brother Cameron's 3-month-late birthday party was last night, so I was prepared for the fact that him and his friends would most likely be up late, and that they would undoubtably be playing X-box. However, upon entering my house, I was not prepared for seeing not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4, but 5 T.V.s in my living room all hooked up to their own X-box with Halo 2 displayed on every screen.
I was resonable. Me and Ruth were going to watch a movie, but I thought to myself, "No, I won't take my T.V. from them. It is Cameron's birthday party afterall, and they've done so much work to hook all of this up." So, instead of watching a movie, we just hung out and talked. We stayed out of their way. I ignored them until 2:00, at which point, I really needed to go to sleep because I had to get up for a funeral in the morning.
I was reasonable. I simply walked into the living and asked my brother Chris, "Chris, Ruth and I are going to bed now. I don't care that y'all are up, but I was just wondering if you could be a little quieter." Rather than being understandable about all this, Chris pretended like he was asleep and totally ignored me. So, Ruth and I turned out the lights and attempted to go to sleep...for about 5 minutes. Then we realized it was way too loud and the screaming and arguing that could surely be heard by every person in our neighborhood were not going to allow either of us any sleep.
I was reasonable. I walked into the living room and said, "Cameron, could you and your friends be quieter because it's 2:30 and (unlike any of y'all) I have to get up in the morning." He said, "Yeah, whatever." So I whipped out the earplugs and me and Ruth stuck them in and went to sleep. After I had just gotten to a point where I was inbetween sleep and awake, Micah yells at the top of his lungs and wakes me up. This was just too much. I was on the verge of tears at this point. After all, it's 3:00 in the morning and the earplugs are just not cutting it. So I jump down out of my bunkbed once again and head out to the living room. This time I stand in front of as many T.V.s as I could and do the only thing I can think of that will get the attention of these creatures of the night. I threaten to take my T.V. away. The thought of losing one of their precious T.V.s is too much for them. They gave in. Indoor voices from now on.
Next time they won't be so lucky. I will not be so reasonable. I'm tired of negotiating. Next time I'll go to the fuse box. Yes, that will end their fun. Ha ha ha ha. The time will come soon. I'll let you know when I do it. It will be my finest hour.
Oy, doesn't anyone else hate X-box? I feel as if it's destroying my life. Ruth spent the night last night after we scrapbooked at the church til midnight. My brother Cameron's 3-month-late birthday party was last night, so I was prepared for the fact that him and his friends would most likely be up late, and that they would undoubtably be playing X-box. However, upon entering my house, I was not prepared for seeing not 1, not 2, not 3, not 4, but 5 T.V.s in my living room all hooked up to their own X-box with Halo 2 displayed on every screen.
I was resonable. Me and Ruth were going to watch a movie, but I thought to myself, "No, I won't take my T.V. from them. It is Cameron's birthday party afterall, and they've done so much work to hook all of this up." So, instead of watching a movie, we just hung out and talked. We stayed out of their way. I ignored them until 2:00, at which point, I really needed to go to sleep because I had to get up for a funeral in the morning.
I was reasonable. I simply walked into the living and asked my brother Chris, "Chris, Ruth and I are going to bed now. I don't care that y'all are up, but I was just wondering if you could be a little quieter." Rather than being understandable about all this, Chris pretended like he was asleep and totally ignored me. So, Ruth and I turned out the lights and attempted to go to sleep...for about 5 minutes. Then we realized it was way too loud and the screaming and arguing that could surely be heard by every person in our neighborhood were not going to allow either of us any sleep.
I was reasonable. I walked into the living room and said, "Cameron, could you and your friends be quieter because it's 2:30 and (unlike any of y'all) I have to get up in the morning." He said, "Yeah, whatever." So I whipped out the earplugs and me and Ruth stuck them in and went to sleep. After I had just gotten to a point where I was inbetween sleep and awake, Micah yells at the top of his lungs and wakes me up. This was just too much. I was on the verge of tears at this point. After all, it's 3:00 in the morning and the earplugs are just not cutting it. So I jump down out of my bunkbed once again and head out to the living room. This time I stand in front of as many T.V.s as I could and do the only thing I can think of that will get the attention of these creatures of the night. I threaten to take my T.V. away. The thought of losing one of their precious T.V.s is too much for them. They gave in. Indoor voices from now on.
Next time they won't be so lucky. I will not be so reasonable. I'm tired of negotiating. Next time I'll go to the fuse box. Yes, that will end their fun. Ha ha ha ha. The time will come soon. I'll let you know when I do it. It will be my finest hour.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Today I feel: cold. Мне холодно! I'm sitting here slurping hot chocolate wondering why it went from 80 yesterday to 30-something today. And also why the temperature of my house always seems to reflect the temperature of the outside world. My mother seems to not understand the greatness in using of one of the most awesome inventions known to man- the heater. Hence the hot chocolate. So while I shiver here listening to to Ewan MacGreggor sing Come What May (I am still not tired of it, Christina) I'll tell you about my day. Actually, I'll bypass most of my day and just tell you the memorable parts. (Memorable not necessarily representing good.)
8:12- Start my car and leave late (once again) for Political Science class.
8:38- Arrive to the TCC parking lot to find that they've closed off with yellow tape the parking lot that I usually park in.
8:39- Go find a not so good parking spot in a farther parking lot.
8:40- Set my Sci folder on top of my car and watch in frustration as the wind blows all the papers all over the parking lot.
8:40:27- Go to pick up the papers and shut my car door to keep it from hitting the car next to me.
8:40:28- Realize as the door is shutting that I have already locked the doors and that my purse, keys, glasses, pen, and cellphone are sitting in the seat. Грусный день.
8:40:31- Stare longingly at my purse.
8:41:14- Stare longingly at my purse.
8:43- Pull myself together and decide that since I'm already late to class and since I do have my folder, I should go to class and worry about my purse later.
9:47- Get out of class and attempt to use my friend Mary Anne's cell phone to call home to work on getting some keys.
9:48- Try for the 3rd time to make a phone call and see those evil words "Searching for service" appear at the top of the screen.
9:54- Go to the student union to see if I have friends there whose cellphones I can use.
9:55- Find friends. But alas, none of them have cellphones. Go figure.
9:56- Get a lecture from one of Hunter's friends telling me I should keep a spare key. I DO! It's just that it's in my purse...
9:57- Borrow change from Hunter and David and use the payphone. (what century are we in? I had to remember how to use one of those.)
10:45- Eventually get some keys delivered. And drive to FSU where I was extremely careful as I was shutting my door.
Just to let y'all who think I'm really scatterbrained know, that was the first time I've ever locked my keys in the car. So be merciful.
Anyway, for those of y'all who don't know, Homestarrunner.com has a superbowl halftime movie preview. They're making Peasant's Quest into a full-length feature film (at least they say that) so y'all should check that out. I would definitely go see that one. Oh, and also, I feel your pain, Special K. (By the way, I think Christian country is alright. You didn't specifiy when you said it.) I don't know how I'm going to make it 38 days, 2 hours and 21 minutes more without diet coke. No wonder Baptists don't celebrate Lent.
I would love to stay and talk peoples, but alas, I must go do stuff. Stuff is sooo overrated. Arrivederci principessas!
8:12- Start my car and leave late (once again) for Political Science class.
8:38- Arrive to the TCC parking lot to find that they've closed off with yellow tape the parking lot that I usually park in.
8:39- Go find a not so good parking spot in a farther parking lot.
8:40- Set my Sci folder on top of my car and watch in frustration as the wind blows all the papers all over the parking lot.
8:40:27- Go to pick up the papers and shut my car door to keep it from hitting the car next to me.
8:40:28- Realize as the door is shutting that I have already locked the doors and that my purse, keys, glasses, pen, and cellphone are sitting in the seat. Грусный день.
8:40:31- Stare longingly at my purse.
8:41:14- Stare longingly at my purse.
8:43- Pull myself together and decide that since I'm already late to class and since I do have my folder, I should go to class and worry about my purse later.
9:47- Get out of class and attempt to use my friend Mary Anne's cell phone to call home to work on getting some keys.
9:48- Try for the 3rd time to make a phone call and see those evil words "Searching for service" appear at the top of the screen.
9:54- Go to the student union to see if I have friends there whose cellphones I can use.
9:55- Find friends. But alas, none of them have cellphones. Go figure.
9:56- Get a lecture from one of Hunter's friends telling me I should keep a spare key. I DO! It's just that it's in my purse...
9:57- Borrow change from Hunter and David and use the payphone. (what century are we in? I had to remember how to use one of those.)
10:45- Eventually get some keys delivered. And drive to FSU where I was extremely careful as I was shutting my door.
Just to let y'all who think I'm really scatterbrained know, that was the first time I've ever locked my keys in the car. So be merciful.
Anyway, for those of y'all who don't know, Homestarrunner.com has a superbowl halftime movie preview. They're making Peasant's Quest into a full-length feature film (at least they say that) so y'all should check that out. I would definitely go see that one. Oh, and also, I feel your pain, Special K. (By the way, I think Christian country is alright. You didn't specifiy when you said it.) I don't know how I'm going to make it 38 days, 2 hours and 21 minutes more without diet coke. No wonder Baptists don't celebrate Lent.
I would love to stay and talk peoples, but alas, I must go do stuff. Stuff is sooo overrated. Arrivederci principessas!
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Phone home...ou peut-être, non.
I'm so excited because Todd is taking the juniors and seniors in our youth group to Ukraine this summer! Hooray! Me and Jenshka came up with some great ideas for fundraisers.... :0) It's gonna be so much fun! I don't have too much to say other than that. I just got home from drama practice. I left at 8:00 this morning and have just now gotten home, so I really need to go do some homework and stuff. I know that's not very exciting, but it's all I can manage at the moment. Hmmm, what's something exciting I can leave you with? Ooh, here's some funny laws I found earlier today.
On the island of Jersey it's against the law for a man to knit during the fishing season.
In Fairbanks, Alaska it is illegal for a moose to walk on the sidewalk. (This dates back to the early days of the town when the owner of the bar had a pet moose that he used to get drunk. The moose would then stumble around the town drunk. The only way the law makers could prevent this from happening was to create the law so the moose could not cross the sidewalk and get into the bar. Poor moose. I want a pet moose. My birthday's coming up...)
It is against the law to whale hunt in Oklahoma. (I see a problem with this one...)
And last but not least, this is the best one! I knew there had to be something good about France!
It is illegal to sell an E.T. doll in France. (They have a law forbidding the sale of dolls that do not have human faces. )
I hate E.T.! He is the scariest thing I've ever seen! Rock on, France!
On the island of Jersey it's against the law for a man to knit during the fishing season.
In Fairbanks, Alaska it is illegal for a moose to walk on the sidewalk. (This dates back to the early days of the town when the owner of the bar had a pet moose that he used to get drunk. The moose would then stumble around the town drunk. The only way the law makers could prevent this from happening was to create the law so the moose could not cross the sidewalk and get into the bar. Poor moose. I want a pet moose. My birthday's coming up...)
It is against the law to whale hunt in Oklahoma. (I see a problem with this one...)
And last but not least, this is the best one! I knew there had to be something good about France!
It is illegal to sell an E.T. doll in France. (They have a law forbidding the sale of dolls that do not have human faces. )
I hate E.T.! He is the scariest thing I've ever seen! Rock on, France!
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
I Love Pink Carpet Bible Study!!!!!!!!!!!
Tonight was the best night of PCBS ever. (Except for the fact that Jenna wasn't there, but you were with us in spirit, Jenshka.) Tonight we had the house to ourselves so we brought out the pink carpet to the living room and took over. We even had some special guests visit in, although I think it might have just been for the food. It's girls only, but we let Todd and Kyle enjoy our presence for a short while. If you aren't in a Bible study or accountability group sometime during the week, GET IN ONE! It's been so awesome to get to know Leah, Callie, Hannah, Special K, Amanda, and Jenna and spend time together talking about anything and everything and reading through Acts. I love y'all so much. I wish we could have Bible study every night! They are such an encouragement to me, and it's so great to know that you've got friends out there who are praying for you and walking with you. We've been talking about big stuff lately and I'm excited about what God's doing in all of our lives. He's been showing us so much through His word, from Stephen, to Peter, to Paul and everybody inbetween that filled the pages of Acts. It was amazing tonight how all the questions we had could be answered in one way or another through God's word. It really shows the truth. There's a Caedmon's Call song (I think it's my favorite one) that was written by Issac Watts that talks about the Bible. The words are incredible.
Laden with guilt and full of fears, I fly to Thee, my Lord
And not a glimpse of hope appears, but in Thy written word.
The volumes of my Father's grace does all my griefs assuage
Here I behold my Savior's face in every page.
This is the field where hidden lies the pearl of price unknown
That merchant is divinely wise who makes the pearl his own.
Here consecrated water flows to quench my thirst for sin,
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, no danger dwells within.
This is the judge that ends the strife where wit and reason fail,
My guide to everlasting life throughout this gloomy vale.
O may Thy counsels, Mighty God, my roving feet command
Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to Thy right hand.
II Timothy 3:16- (The Message) Every part of Scripture is God-breathed and useful one way or another--showing us truth, exposing our rebellion, correcting our mistakes, training us to live God's way.
Laden with guilt and full of fears, I fly to Thee, my Lord
And not a glimpse of hope appears, but in Thy written word.
The volumes of my Father's grace does all my griefs assuage
Here I behold my Savior's face in every page.
This is the field where hidden lies the pearl of price unknown
That merchant is divinely wise who makes the pearl his own.
Here consecrated water flows to quench my thirst for sin,
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, no danger dwells within.
This is the judge that ends the strife where wit and reason fail,
My guide to everlasting life throughout this gloomy vale.
O may Thy counsels, Mighty God, my roving feet command
Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to Thy right hand.
II Timothy 3:16- (The Message) Every part of Scripture is God-breathed and useful one way or another--showing us truth, exposing our rebellion, correcting our mistakes, training us to live God's way.
This is a sick world we live in...
In Colorado this past week there were two girls who decided to skip out on their high school dance because they knew there was going to be drinking and things they didn't want to be involved in. So, they decide to stay home and bake cookies for their neighbors. How sweet is that? They bake the cookies and put the sprinkles on, and tie them up in little packages and attach heart shaped valentines telling their neighbors that they were just thinking about them and wanted to let them know that they care. Sounds nice, right? Well, they come to one of the last houses and by now it's about 10:25p.m. (They'd started at 9:00 because they had to do their chores first because they live on a farm.) The little house on the prairie girls were only going by houses whose lights were on. Instead of waiting for anyone to answer the door, they put the cookies on the front porch, ring the doorbell and run away for a surprise. Meanwhile, inside, a crazy psycho woman decides that since someone rang her doorbell, they must be robbing her. (Because when people are robbing houses in my neighborhood, they definitely ring the doorbell first.) She claims to have been so frightened she thought she was having a heart attack. The next morning she goes to the hospital because she must be having a heart attack. She most certainly wasn't. When the girls find out they write her an apology note and leave it in her mailbox explaining that they didn't mean to scare her and that they were really sorry. End of story, right? Sadly no. The girls even offered to pay for her medical bills, but she wouldn't agree. She said the apology wasn't heart felt and it wasn't in person. (Well, gee, how stupid would you have to be to ring her doorbell again?) The woman calls her ATTORNEY and sues the girls for her medical bills and for damages. And what's worse, she WINS! The Colorado judge is making the girls pay the woman $900 dollars for medical fees. The woman said she hoped the girls learned their lesson. I guess they did. That'll be the last time they try to do anything nice for their neighbors.
Monday, February 07, 2005
I have such talented friends :0)
Shout outs to Daniel, Tamara, Janelle and Kyle who did an awesome job on their solos in the Associational Youth Musical yesterday. Y'all are incredible. And Jenshka, you've killed my belief in type-casting. :0) Northwoods, y'all did a great job and have once again proven you are the bestest youth choir in Tallahassee! (and the world!)
The Eagles played valiently, but in the end it wasn't enough to topple the Patriots. Oh well. It was a good game. And although most of the commercials just seemed like normal commercials, there were a few that are worth mentioning.
(http://msn.foxsports.com/nfl/story/3379574?GT1=6083 lets you see the commercials, which is cool.) Careerbuilder.com's commercials with the monkeys were my favorite. I think there's like 2 or 3 of those on the website. And Pepsi did a great job. I liked the one with the bottles that play music. That was cool. The Budlight skydiving one was hillarious. And I give the most creative award to Lays Potato Chips. Random MC Hammer.
Thanks Todd & Laurie for having a party at your house. That was really fun.
Arrivederci!
The Eagles played valiently, but in the end it wasn't enough to topple the Patriots. Oh well. It was a good game. And although most of the commercials just seemed like normal commercials, there were a few that are worth mentioning.
(http://msn.foxsports.com/nfl/story/3379574?GT1=6083 lets you see the commercials, which is cool.) Careerbuilder.com's commercials with the monkeys were my favorite. I think there's like 2 or 3 of those on the website. And Pepsi did a great job. I liked the one with the bottles that play music. That was cool. The Budlight skydiving one was hillarious. And I give the most creative award to Lays Potato Chips. Random MC Hammer.
Thanks Todd & Laurie for having a party at your house. That was really fun.
Arrivederci!
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Today was such a great day. I spent the night with Ruth last night and we got up and made chocolate chip waffles. (I say we, but all I did was set the plates and forks out, Ruth did all the work. :0) They were oh so awesome. And then I went to Leah Scott's basketball game and even though they lost by 2, she played really great.
I went home and went jogging and while I was running past that doctor's office on Monroe I saw a bunch of people from Northwoods having a garage sale. They were just finishing up raising money for Camp Charis so I helped them load up and take stuff to Goodwill and I went and hung out with the Wrights for a while. And then while I was running back home, I passed one of the homeless guys that hangs around Crowder Road a lot, and he was eating McDonalds in the CVS parking lot, and he was so nice. He told me hello and talked about what a beautiful day it was and how he just loves being out in this weather. I thought to myself, now, that's pretty awesome. He's a homeless guy and yet he can find so many things to be thankful for. Whether or not he wants to be homeless, (because I know some of them scam you) it was still really neat to get a pep talk about thankfulness from a homeless guy. A lot of things happened today that reminded me to be thankful. I got a magazine today from the Voice of the Martyrs and I read articles about people in Loas and Indonesia who are being beaten and thrown in jail and killed by the hundreds simply because they refuse to renounce Christ. And they're still thankful. They ask for prayer that they will be strong and be lights in all the places they go. Wow. How dare I complain about anything? And me, Lori and Mom went and saw Miss Saigon at the Civic Center tonight (it was INCREDIBLE, by the way). For those of you who don't know the story about that, it's about the Vietnam war and an American GI falls in love with a Vietnamese girl and they live together for a while. When the US flees Siagon, the two look desperately for each other, but neither of them can find the other, so Chris leaves Kim behind. He tries to find her for almost a year, but can never get word to her in now Communist Vietnam. She has since fled Saigon and has his son, which he doesn't know about. Two years later Chris marries an American girl and tries to forget Kim, but he later finds out about Kim and his son, so he and his wife, Ellen go to meet her. Chris' wife doesn't want to take them to America because she knows that Kim is still in love with Chris, so the two decide that they will just financially support Kim and leave her and her son. Kim knows there is no hope for her son, who is already shunned by society because he is half American, so she kills herself so that Chris will be forced to take her son with him. It's a really sad ending, but it showed how desperate the situation was and how bad it is in Vietnam. Bad enough that a mother would kill herself just so that her son would have the hope of a better life in America. When I think about stuff like that, my problems seem so trivial. Most of the earth does not have it as good as we do, guys. From homeless guys, to persecuted Christians, to people in places like North Korea, China, Iran and Vietnam life is really tough. Next time we start complaining about how horrible our lives are, let's try to put it into perspective. I'm so guilty of complaining a lot about stupid stuff, so if you hear me start, just tell me to shut up. Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed now, but I'll see a lot of you in the morning. I'm excited about hearing Daniel and Aaron's solos. That's exciting. Arrivederci prinsapesas!
I went home and went jogging and while I was running past that doctor's office on Monroe I saw a bunch of people from Northwoods having a garage sale. They were just finishing up raising money for Camp Charis so I helped them load up and take stuff to Goodwill and I went and hung out with the Wrights for a while. And then while I was running back home, I passed one of the homeless guys that hangs around Crowder Road a lot, and he was eating McDonalds in the CVS parking lot, and he was so nice. He told me hello and talked about what a beautiful day it was and how he just loves being out in this weather. I thought to myself, now, that's pretty awesome. He's a homeless guy and yet he can find so many things to be thankful for. Whether or not he wants to be homeless, (because I know some of them scam you) it was still really neat to get a pep talk about thankfulness from a homeless guy. A lot of things happened today that reminded me to be thankful. I got a magazine today from the Voice of the Martyrs and I read articles about people in Loas and Indonesia who are being beaten and thrown in jail and killed by the hundreds simply because they refuse to renounce Christ. And they're still thankful. They ask for prayer that they will be strong and be lights in all the places they go. Wow. How dare I complain about anything? And me, Lori and Mom went and saw Miss Saigon at the Civic Center tonight (it was INCREDIBLE, by the way). For those of you who don't know the story about that, it's about the Vietnam war and an American GI falls in love with a Vietnamese girl and they live together for a while. When the US flees Siagon, the two look desperately for each other, but neither of them can find the other, so Chris leaves Kim behind. He tries to find her for almost a year, but can never get word to her in now Communist Vietnam. She has since fled Saigon and has his son, which he doesn't know about. Two years later Chris marries an American girl and tries to forget Kim, but he later finds out about Kim and his son, so he and his wife, Ellen go to meet her. Chris' wife doesn't want to take them to America because she knows that Kim is still in love with Chris, so the two decide that they will just financially support Kim and leave her and her son. Kim knows there is no hope for her son, who is already shunned by society because he is half American, so she kills herself so that Chris will be forced to take her son with him. It's a really sad ending, but it showed how desperate the situation was and how bad it is in Vietnam. Bad enough that a mother would kill herself just so that her son would have the hope of a better life in America. When I think about stuff like that, my problems seem so trivial. Most of the earth does not have it as good as we do, guys. From homeless guys, to persecuted Christians, to people in places like North Korea, China, Iran and Vietnam life is really tough. Next time we start complaining about how horrible our lives are, let's try to put it into perspective. I'm so guilty of complaining a lot about stupid stuff, so if you hear me start, just tell me to shut up. Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed now, but I'll see a lot of you in the morning. I'm excited about hearing Daniel and Aaron's solos. That's exciting. Arrivederci prinsapesas!
Friday, February 04, 2005
I am feeling: Tired
I am wishing: I was in bed
I'm listening to: Sonicflood
AHHHH!!!! I just got done studying 5 hours for a test tomorrow. 5 hours. I don't think I've ever done that before. Actually, I'm not sure that I've ever stayed in one spot for 5 hours let alone for studying. It's a good thing I like history, that's all I've got to say. (But I was pretty productive today for those of you in our pink carpet Bible study. Leah, I really want some of your cookies....) I'm glad to see everyone's blogging so faithfully lately. It's fun to read everyone's blogs and it's a great way to know what's going on with everybody when you don't have time to talk. I've kinda gotten "bad day", "bad week", or even "bad year" vibes from a lot of people recently so I just wanted to say, be encouraged! I was thinking about Lamentations today and I looked up the word just to see exactly what it meant. It's basically a feeling or expression of grief, mourning, or regret. Um, so, that's depressing. And just think, a whole book of the Bible is named after that. But right in chapter 3 is something so encouraging. And what's great about it is that it's so real. I mean, the person who wrote Lamentations experienced extreme sorrow and heartache, but in all of that he knew that even though God didn't necessarily change the outcome of his experiences, He was (and is!) always in control and his mercies are new every single morning. So get excited about tomorrow! God's had already planned it out before time began. He knew this day long before you ever thought about it. And that's an encouraging thought. Read up!
19I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.
20I remember it all--oh, how well I remember--
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
21But there's one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
22GOD's loyal love couldn't have run out,
his merciful love couldn't have dried up.
23They're created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
24I'm sticking with GOD (I say it over and over).
He's all I've got left.
25GOD proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
26It's a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from GOD.
27It's a good thing when you're young
to stick it out through the hard times.
28When life is heavy and hard to take,
go off by yourself. Enter the silence.
29Bow in prayer. Don't ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear.
30Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The "worst" is never the worst.
31Why? Because the Master won't ever
walk out and fail to return.
32If he works severely, he also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of loyal love are immense.
I love you all very much and I pray that God gives you all a great day tomorrow! (or rather today. Gosh, I need to go to bed. ) Arrivederci!
I am wishing: I was in bed
I'm listening to: Sonicflood
AHHHH!!!! I just got done studying 5 hours for a test tomorrow. 5 hours. I don't think I've ever done that before. Actually, I'm not sure that I've ever stayed in one spot for 5 hours let alone for studying. It's a good thing I like history, that's all I've got to say. (But I was pretty productive today for those of you in our pink carpet Bible study. Leah, I really want some of your cookies....) I'm glad to see everyone's blogging so faithfully lately. It's fun to read everyone's blogs and it's a great way to know what's going on with everybody when you don't have time to talk. I've kinda gotten "bad day", "bad week", or even "bad year" vibes from a lot of people recently so I just wanted to say, be encouraged! I was thinking about Lamentations today and I looked up the word just to see exactly what it meant. It's basically a feeling or expression of grief, mourning, or regret. Um, so, that's depressing. And just think, a whole book of the Bible is named after that. But right in chapter 3 is something so encouraging. And what's great about it is that it's so real. I mean, the person who wrote Lamentations experienced extreme sorrow and heartache, but in all of that he knew that even though God didn't necessarily change the outcome of his experiences, He was (and is!) always in control and his mercies are new every single morning. So get excited about tomorrow! God's had already planned it out before time began. He knew this day long before you ever thought about it. And that's an encouraging thought. Read up!
19I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.
20I remember it all--oh, how well I remember--
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
21But there's one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
22GOD's loyal love couldn't have run out,
his merciful love couldn't have dried up.
23They're created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
24I'm sticking with GOD (I say it over and over).
He's all I've got left.
25GOD proves to be good to the man who passionately waits,
to the woman who diligently seeks.
26It's a good thing to quietly hope,
quietly hope for help from GOD.
27It's a good thing when you're young
to stick it out through the hard times.
28When life is heavy and hard to take,
go off by yourself. Enter the silence.
29Bow in prayer. Don't ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear.
30Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The "worst" is never the worst.
31Why? Because the Master won't ever
walk out and fail to return.
32If he works severely, he also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of loyal love are immense.
I love you all very much and I pray that God gives you all a great day tomorrow! (or rather today. Gosh, I need to go to bed. ) Arrivederci!
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Ah, Wednesdays
Today started much better than yesterday. It was a relief when I landed feet first out of my bed (at a decent time) and found my windows to be tightly rolled up when I went to get in my car. I was actually early to school and I made it through my despised sociology class without the normal urges I have to shoot myself, which was nice. My friend, Wilson, accidentally locked himself in his room and couldn't get out, so he called to say he wouldn't be in Russian class today. I felt sorta sorry for him, but then, it was pretty funny. I hope he made it out okay. Poor Wilson. Mr. Scott's back in town, so me, Todd and Jenna dived into his DVC stash. (That's Diet Vanilla Coke to all of you people who may not know about this awesome beverage.)I went to Taco Bell tonight (a.k.a. Tay-co Bell :0) and had the privledge of eavesdropping on a college guy sharing his faith with one of the homeless guys that hangs out outside of Taco Bell. It was incredible. I wish I was that bold. I'm not sure about the homeless guy, but that guy really encouraged me. You never know who you're going to impact when you do things like that. i mean, he probably didn't even know I was there. It's always nice when God reminds you that you're not the only one. Sometimes it seems like I'm so alone in living the Christian life, but it's at those times that God reminds me that he has a "remnant". Kinda like he told Elijah. Anyway, I would love to stay and type more, but unfortunately I've been neglecting my history book for far too long. So, Arrivederci prinsapesas!
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
First Impressions
7:15 a.m.- subconsciously turn off my alarm clock and continue sleeping.
7:30 a.m.- subconsciously turn off my alarm again and continue sleeping.
8:00 a.m.- hear my watch chime as it hits 8:00, which is the precise time I am supposed to be pulling out of my driveway so I can make it to class at 8:35.
8:00:02 a.m.- attempt to jump out of my bunkbed and fall instead.
8:00:07 a.m. - get up off the floor and run to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
8:07 a.m.- grab my purse to run out the door and accidentally pull the entire wall hanger thingy off the wall and helplessly watch all the things hanging on it fall on the floor.
8:08 a.m.- run out the door in the rain and notice that my windows were open all night. 8:09 a.m.- put towels in my car so that my pants don't get totally soaked.
8:13 a.m.- get stuck in traffic.
8:45 a.m.- pull into the school parking lot and get the second to the last parking spot.
8:46 a.m.- realize that I forgot my umbrella.
8:47 a.m.- step in a giant puddle.
8:49 a.m.- sneak into class looking like something from "creature from the black lagoon."
Mercifully, first impressions of a day are not always accurate predictions of how the rest of the day will go. By the time I got out of my class the sun was shining and my car seats, hair, shoes, shirt and pants had almost totally dried. Then I made the trek over to FSU and found a parking spot almost right off. And in Russian class we learned how to talk on the phone, and I even learned how to say, "You have the wrong number" which is a fun thing to know how to say. And I got an A on my test. And then I came home and went running and later watched a video on the American Revolution for my history class, and that was pretty interesting. And then we had BIBLE STUDY! (which is usually the only redeeming thing about Tuesdays.) We're reading Acts chapter 7, so we decided to watch the "all things to all people" drama- Stephen. Y'all, that is such a great drama. We only got through half of it, because it's like 2 hours long, so we're going to watch the rest next week. Callie's really mad because she wants to know what happens next. I guess that means it was a hit. And Leah made these awesome chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. She says that raisins do not belong in cookies because they are healthy. And that would be paradoxal. We had a great time. So, although it started out a little rough, today was a good day. I was sitting in my very nice parking spot listening to the radio this morning and the Rich Mullins song "Calling out Your Name" came on, and I really like that song, because I always close my eyes and envision all the stuff that he talks about so I just thought I'd put it on here if anyone wants to read it. It always brightens my day when I hear it, although it's probably not as good without the music. It makes me think about how big God is and how awesome he is to have created all the cool things that we have in the world. Have a great day, y'all. Arrivederci!
Well the moon moved past Nebraska, And spilled laughter on them cold Dakota Hills
And angels danced on Jacob's stairs. Yeah, they danced on Jacob's stairs.
There is this silence in the Badlands, And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled
By the whisper of a prayer, The whisper of a prayer.
And the single hawk bursts into flight, And in the east the whole horizon is in flames
I feel thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain,
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name.
I can feel the earth tremble beneath the rumbling of the buffalo hooves
And the fury in the pheasant's wings. And there's fury in a pheasant's wings.
It tells me the Lord is in His temple and there is still a faith that can make the mountains move
And a love that can make the heavens ring. And I've seen love make heaven ring.
Where the sacred rivers meet beneath the shadow of the Keeper of the plains
I feel thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain,
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name.
From the place where morning gathers You can look sometimes forever 'til you see
What time may never know. What time may never know.
How the Lord takes by its corners this old world and shakes us forward and shakes us free
To run wild with the hope, To run wild with the hope.
The hope that this thirst will not last long, that it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain
And I feel thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain,
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name
And I know this thirst will not last long, That it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain
I feel thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain,
And with the prairies I am calling out Your name.
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