Me, Alicia and Melinda were talking about how there's nothing to do in this town. Especially when it's raining, so I found some fun things to do at everybody's (except Christina's) favorite store... Wal-Mart!
1. Take shopping carts for the express purpose of filling them and stranding them at strategic locations.
2. Ride those little electronic cars at the front of the store.
3. Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day.
4. Start playing Football; see how many people you can get to join in.
5. Try on bras over top of your clothes.
7. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, "I think we've got a Code 3 in Housewares," and see what happens.
8. Tune all the radios to a polka station; then turn them all off and turn the volumes to "10".
9. Play with the automatic doors.
10. Walk up to complete strangers and say, "Hi! I haven't seen you in so long!..." etc. See if they play along to avoid embarrassment.
11. Repeat Number 7 in the jewelry department.
12. Try putting different pairs of women's underwear on your head and walk around the store casually.
13. Leave small sacrifices or gifts in the hands of the mannequins.
14. Play soccer with a group of friends, using the entire store as your playing field.
15. As the cashier runs your purchases over the scanner, look mesmerized and say, "Wow. Magic!"
16. Put M&M's on layaway.
17. Move "Caution: Wet Floor" signs to carpeted areas.
18. Set up a tent in the camping department; tell others you'll only invite them in if they bring pillows from Bed and Bath.
19. Contaminate the entire auto department by sampling all the spray air fresheners.
20. Nonchalantly "test" the brushes and combs in Cosmetics.
21. Drape a blanket around your shoulders and run around saying, "...I'm Batman. Come, Robin--to the Batcave!"
22. TP as much of the store as possible.
23. Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles.
24. Play with the calculators so that they all spell "hello" upside down.
25. When someone asks if you need help, begin to cry and ask, "Why won't you people just leave me alone?" (Except that no one ever asks you if you want help)
26. When two or three people are walking ahead of you, run between them, yelling, "Red Rover!"
27. Look right into the security camera, and use it as a mirror while you pick your nose.
28. Take up an entire aisle in Toys by setting up a full scale battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. the X-Men. (I LOVE X-men!)
29. Take bets on the battle described above. (X-men, duh!)
30. Set up another battlefield with G.I. Joes vs. G.I. Janes. (Red lipstick might give an interesting effect!!!)
31. Play "Tag" with the employees. Try and get as many as possible into the game. Walk out of the store.
32. While handling guns in the hunting department, suddenly ask the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are. Act as spastic as possible.
33. While no one's watching quickly switch the men's and women's signs on the doors of the rest room.
34. Dart around suspiciously while humming the theme from "Mission:Impossible."
35. Attempt to fit into very large gym bags.
36. Attempt to fit others into very large gym bags.
38. Set up a "Valet Parking" sign in front of the store.
39. Two words: "Marco Polo."
40. Leave Cheerios in Lawn and Garden, pillows in the pet food aisle,etc.
41. "Re-alphabetize" the CD's in Electronics.
42. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna" look with various funnels. 43. Hide in the clothing racks and when people browse through, say things like "the fat man walks alone," and scare them into believing the clothes are talking to them.
44. While walking around alone, pretend someone is with you and get into a very serious conversation. Exp: The person is breaking up with you and you begin crying "How could you do this to me? I thought you loved me! I knew there was another girl, but I thought I had won. You kissed ME darling." Then act as though you are being beaten and fall onto the ground screaming and having convulsions.
45. When an announcement comes over the loudspeaker, assume the fetal position and scream, "No, no! It's those voices again!"
46. Go to an empty checkout stand and try to check people out.
47. Drag a lounge chair on display over to the magazines and relax. If the store has a food court, buy a soft drink; explain you don't get out much, and ask if they can put a little umbrella in it.
48. Get a stuffed animal and go to the front of the store and begin stroking it lovingly, saying "Good girl, good Bessie."
49. Go over to the shoe department and try on every pair of shoes, not putting one pair back. Take the paper from the boxes and throw it in various aisles.
50. When someone steps away from their cart to look at something, quickly make off with it without saying a word.
51. Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this until they leave the department.
52. Ask other customers if they have any Grey Poupon.
53. Test the fishing rods and see what you can "catch" from the other aisles.
55. Hold indoor shopping cart races.
56. Re-dress the mannequins as you see fit.
57. When there are people behind you, walk REALLY SLOW, especially thin narrow aisles.
58. Relax in the patio furniture until you get kicked out.
59. Challenge other customers to duels with tubes of gift wrap.
60. Pay off layaways fifty cents at a time.
61. Say things like, "Would you be so kind as to direct me to your Twinkies?"
62. Try on every purse at the same time ( do the same w/ hats, scarves, belts )
63. Ride a display bicycle through the store; claim you're taking it for a "test drive."
64. Leave cryptic messages on the typewriters.
65. Act like you are having a conversation with someone on the display phones.
66. Grab A Pillow from the Bedding department and lay in one of the aisles, when people try to get through say "you people just don't understand I have to get up at 2 am, do you, now if you don't mind, leave me alone" and refuse to move.
67. Go to the little kids houses and buildings and get on your knees and beg saying "oh please let me in, please let me in I promise I won't run away, I'll be a good little kid "
68. Grab a microphone from the electronics, and go to the cd's, start dancing and singing into the mic.
69. Make up nonsense products and ask newly hired employees if there are any in stock, i.e., "Do you have any Shnerples here?"
Oh, and happy Sea-grass Awareness Day! I'm not kidding, it's a real holiday. There was a flyer about it on the outside of my class at FSU. We tried to get our teacher, Mike, to let us out of class for this very special occasion, but he didn't acquiesce to our request and we didn't get out of our quiz. Oh well. Make sure to thank your favorite Seagrass today. Arrivederci!
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Now This is Something to Do With Your X-box Time
Sorry, guys. The link doesn't work anymore. It takes you to a not-so-good website. Sad day.
Okay, if you're going to spend all your time playing X-box, you might as well do something productive with it. This is the kinda stuff I like to see.Click Here to see a clip of Napolean Dynamite...but...from a slightly different perspective. :0) Arrivederci!
Okay, if you're going to spend all your time playing X-box, you might as well do something productive with it. This is the kinda stuff I like to see.Click Here to see a clip of Napolean Dynamite...but...from a slightly different perspective. :0) Arrivederci!
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Jesus Freaks!
Today in pink carpet bible study (backporch edition) we read some stories from the "Jesus Freaks" book from the Voice of the Martyrs. I read the coolest story ever! I mean, they're all good, but this was was awesome. Pastor Richard Wurmbrand (hey, Sarah, that's pronounced "Vurmbrand" much like, Sarah VIRgo! Ah, memories.) wrote about the time while he was living in Romania in the 1940s and he met a Russian captain. (Romania was part of the USSR at the time, so Christianity was outlawed.) This Russian captain loved God with all his heart, but had never held a Bible or been to a church. He loved God without knowing who He was. Pastor Wurmbrand read the captain the Sermon on the Mount and other parables and when the captain heard them, he started dancing around the room with joy unable to contain the happiness he felt. He said, "How could I live without knowing this Christ?" The stories of Jesus captivated him. So, then the pastor read the story of the crucifixion. The poor captain had no idea it was coming and started sobbing. He thought the Savior that he just had found out about was dead. As the captain wept, the pastor began to feel ashamed that he even called himself a Christian. He couldn't believe the emotion that the captain was feeling. He hurried on to the ressurection. When the Captain heard about it, he started screaming "He's alive! He's alive" and danced around the room once again. He accepted Christ then and there, and the prayer was probably the most sincere prayer I have ever heard of. The captain said, "O God, what a fine chap You are! If I were You and You were me, I would never have forgiven You Your sins. But You are really a very nice chap! I love You with all my heart." The captain knew that when he became a Christian, he would immediately lose his position in the army and would probably die in jail, but he didn't care the slightest bit. He was willing to lose everything to follow Jesus.
How awesome is that?
How awesome is that?
Guess what?!
Guess what peoples? I got a car! A car that is younger than me! A car that payments can be made on for far less than the cost of repairs made on my former car! A car that doesn't leak! A car that isn't rusting! A car that still has paint on it! A car that doesn't require me putting oil in it every three days because it burns it all up! A car with power steering! A car with cruise control! A car with working winshield wipers! A car that I'm not afraid to drive in remote areas because it may break down at any moment! A car with a functioning defroster! A car with a clear, oh so beautiful speakers! A car with a normal CD player! A car with mirrors on the side that I can see out of! A car that can go over 55 miles an hour! (but not over 70 of course....) A car with airbags! A car that has a seatbelt that may actually prevent me from dying in the event of an accident! A car with AIR CONDITIONING!!! It's so exciting! I can't believe it.
But in this time of bliss, ecstasy and bedazzlement, I can't help but feel a pang of sorrow. My poor Toyota doesn't know what he's done wrong. He's sitting in my yard and looks so sad. We took his license plate off, and I almost heard him whimper. He's served my dad and I faithfully for 23 years, and I just can't make him understand why I have to move on. How do you part with something just, just like that? I realize he's only a car, but he's been there my entire life. He brought my Dad home every day from work and his happy horn always announced my Dad's arrival. He was the first car I learned how to drive. He took me to get my license. He took me to work. He took me to church, to school, to birthday parties, to garage sales and grocery stores, and movie theatres and doctor's offices, and anywhere else I needed to go. We were together through thick and thin. I had a bond with that car. All of our other cars I yelled at when they acted up, and cared little about their welfare, but Toyota, well, he was always special. He wasn't a wreck magnet like the mustang, or a lemon like the bonneville, or a gas-sucking monster like the astro van. When he sputtered I coaxed him to go on, just a mile further. I patted the dashboard when he did a good deed, and I encouraged him to keep up his speed on the interstate, congratulating him when he made it to our exit. We spent at least 2 hours together every day. I guess I'm just a little torn. The Saturn place said they would take him off my hands for me, but they wouldn't give me anything for him. How could I send him away to someone who didn't even want him? Someone who was just going to use his parts and cut him up for scrap metal? I couldn't do it. So he's still sitting in my driveway. I guess I'll have to get rid of him soon, but for now I'll just let him spend a few more nights in the driveway of the house he's been at for 17 years. I guess I know how Adam Elliot felt.
Arrivederci little Toyota.
But in this time of bliss, ecstasy and bedazzlement, I can't help but feel a pang of sorrow. My poor Toyota doesn't know what he's done wrong. He's sitting in my yard and looks so sad. We took his license plate off, and I almost heard him whimper. He's served my dad and I faithfully for 23 years, and I just can't make him understand why I have to move on. How do you part with something just, just like that? I realize he's only a car, but he's been there my entire life. He brought my Dad home every day from work and his happy horn always announced my Dad's arrival. He was the first car I learned how to drive. He took me to get my license. He took me to work. He took me to church, to school, to birthday parties, to garage sales and grocery stores, and movie theatres and doctor's offices, and anywhere else I needed to go. We were together through thick and thin. I had a bond with that car. All of our other cars I yelled at when they acted up, and cared little about their welfare, but Toyota, well, he was always special. He wasn't a wreck magnet like the mustang, or a lemon like the bonneville, or a gas-sucking monster like the astro van. When he sputtered I coaxed him to go on, just a mile further. I patted the dashboard when he did a good deed, and I encouraged him to keep up his speed on the interstate, congratulating him when he made it to our exit. We spent at least 2 hours together every day. I guess I'm just a little torn. The Saturn place said they would take him off my hands for me, but they wouldn't give me anything for him. How could I send him away to someone who didn't even want him? Someone who was just going to use his parts and cut him up for scrap metal? I couldn't do it. So he's still sitting in my driveway. I guess I'll have to get rid of him soon, but for now I'll just let him spend a few more nights in the driveway of the house he's been at for 17 years. I guess I know how Adam Elliot felt.
Arrivederci little Toyota.
Sunday, March 27, 2005
Jesus is Alive!
Today I feel: ecstatic because Jesus is alive!
We were singing "Hope of the Nations" this morning in church when it dawned on me: this is a great day. I mean, Christmas is a great holiday and all, but what would Christmas be if we didn't have Easter? Jesus was born. That's nice, but if He hadn't have risen from the dead, if he had just been a normal person, we probably wouldn't even know who He was right now. Easter is everything. The Resurrection gives us freedom from the past, victory in the present, and hope for the future. The entire Bible rests on that one pivotal moment when every prophecy was fufilled and every promise was met. Jesus defeated Satan for good. He's already won the victory, and Easter is the celebration of that. Because of the resurrection we can be perfectly certain that Jesus was who He said He was. And that's something to celebrate!
"He forgave us all our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; he took it away, nailing it to the cross. And having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross. Colossians 2:13-15"
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." I Peter 1:3
Happy Easter everybody! Let's live like He's alive!
We were singing "Hope of the Nations" this morning in church when it dawned on me: this is a great day. I mean, Christmas is a great holiday and all, but what would Christmas be if we didn't have Easter? Jesus was born. That's nice, but if He hadn't have risen from the dead, if he had just been a normal person, we probably wouldn't even know who He was right now. Easter is everything. The Resurrection gives us freedom from the past, victory in the present, and hope for the future. The entire Bible rests on that one pivotal moment when every prophecy was fufilled and every promise was met. Jesus defeated Satan for good. He's already won the victory, and Easter is the celebration of that. Because of the resurrection we can be perfectly certain that Jesus was who He said He was. And that's something to celebrate!
"He forgave us all our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; he took it away, nailing it to the cross. And having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross. Colossians 2:13-15"
"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." I Peter 1:3
Happy Easter everybody! Let's live like He's alive!
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
'Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
'Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
'Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost it's grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
'Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Today I feel: happy! Here are some pictures of Jenshka's birthday! We had a great time at Wakulla springs, and we played some ultimate frisbee and that was fun.
Me and Anna
Anna, Tamara, Shannon, Jenna, and Sarah
Kayla hiding from the bugs. :0)
Dog Pile! (James, that's just disturbing.)
Happy Birthday, Jenshka!
Me and Anna
Anna, Tamara, Shannon, Jenna, and Sarah
Kayla hiding from the bugs. :0)
Dog Pile! (James, that's just disturbing.)
Happy Birthday, Jenshka!
Friday, March 25, 2005
Happy Birthday, Jenshka!!!
Today is Jenna's birthday! She's 18! Happy Birthday, Jenshka! I love you!
Here are some things you can do now that you're 18:
1. Go skydiving
2. Be drafted into the military
3. Purchase a house
4. Get put in a real jail instead of juvenile hall.
5. Use the cutting machines and lift heavy things when you work at Chick-Fil-A.
6. Get married without your parent's permission. (I just know you're breathing a sigh of relief at that one. Now you and "Nathaniel Young" can be truly happy! :0)
7. Call all those 1-800 numbers that say, "You must be 18 or older to call."
8. Buy lottery scratch-off tickets.
9. Most importantly, you can vote! That's so exciting.
I'm sure I forgot many other exciting things you can do, but Jenna's out of the shower now, so I'm going to go. If anybody thinks of anything, write them down.
Here are some things you can do now that you're 18:
1. Go skydiving
2. Be drafted into the military
3. Purchase a house
4. Get put in a real jail instead of juvenile hall.
5. Use the cutting machines and lift heavy things when you work at Chick-Fil-A.
6. Get married without your parent's permission. (I just know you're breathing a sigh of relief at that one. Now you and "Nathaniel Young" can be truly happy! :0)
7. Call all those 1-800 numbers that say, "You must be 18 or older to call."
8. Buy lottery scratch-off tickets.
9. Most importantly, you can vote! That's so exciting.
I'm sure I forgot many other exciting things you can do, but Jenna's out of the shower now, so I'm going to go. If anybody thinks of anything, write them down.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Which Boy Meets World Character Are You?
Cory
Cool, you're Cory Matthews, Sweet but can be a bit pushy, Sensitive, Good head on your shoulders, parents completely trust you with their son/daughter. You are a good person.
Okay everybody. I want to know who you are. http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1795 Hey, Diane. Look, this is a coherent and complete sentence. :0) You should be oh so proud. I couldn't find a "which smallville character are you?" quiz; I was trying to be objective. But, honestly I'd prefer not to be any of the characters in smallville. They've got major issues. We had another Smallville party at the Stringer's house tonight, and Lana was dating some guy who was like Magneto on X-men, and then Lex was going crazy and his dad was trying to kill him, and it's just far too much of a soap opera for me. I know I'm treading on thin ice right now, because it's a very popular show at the moment, but I think I'll stick with Boy Meets World. Those are issues I can relate to- crazy hair going everywhere, annoying siblings, homework, squirting milk through your nose, you know, the like. I can't handle secret identities and characters dying in almost every episode. It's like Power Rangers meets the Bold and the Beautiful. Well, I'm going to bed now. Just one more day and then- THE WEEKEND!!! It's coming early this week, because my very special friend, Jenshka, is having a very special birthday party at a very special place. You know where I'm talking about! My second favorite place in the whole world! Home of alligators, swimming birds and Henry the Pole-vaulting fish! I'm coming, Wakulla Springs, soon and very soon.
Arrivederci!
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
Oh so Brain Dead
Today I feel: totally, completely brain dead.
Well, Russian won the poll with 72 votes and Spanish getting 34. Honestly, i think it was just a war between me and Jenna by the end, but I have prevailed. Or Russian has prevailed, I suppose. I created a new poll; I thought it was time to move on. I've just spent 10 hours writing papers. (That's not including the 3 hours I spent yesterday.) I'm not kidding. I skipped school today so I could come home and work on them, and I only have one left. Fortunately, I don't have to finish the fourth one until early next week, so I'm putting it on the backburner, and I plan to ignore it until at least Saturday. I started at 11:00 and breaked only to go with Lori to Staples to buy black ink so I could print the stupid things. Oy gevalt. The last episode of "Boy Meets World" is on tonight, but it doesn't come on until 1:00 a.m., and I don't think I can make it until then. We'll see. I actually got a normal amount of sleep last night, so perhaps I'll still be up then. I've never seen the last episode, so it would be really exciting. Well, I still have homework to do, so I'm going to go work on it. When will this semester be over???
One thought for today:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. "
No worries mate! Arrivederci!
Well, Russian won the poll with 72 votes and Spanish getting 34. Honestly, i think it was just a war between me and Jenna by the end, but I have prevailed. Or Russian has prevailed, I suppose. I created a new poll; I thought it was time to move on. I've just spent 10 hours writing papers. (That's not including the 3 hours I spent yesterday.) I'm not kidding. I skipped school today so I could come home and work on them, and I only have one left. Fortunately, I don't have to finish the fourth one until early next week, so I'm putting it on the backburner, and I plan to ignore it until at least Saturday. I started at 11:00 and breaked only to go with Lori to Staples to buy black ink so I could print the stupid things. Oy gevalt. The last episode of "Boy Meets World" is on tonight, but it doesn't come on until 1:00 a.m., and I don't think I can make it until then. We'll see. I actually got a normal amount of sleep last night, so perhaps I'll still be up then. I've never seen the last episode, so it would be really exciting. Well, I still have homework to do, so I'm going to go work on it. When will this semester be over???
One thought for today:
"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?
And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. "
No worries mate! Arrivederci!
Monday, March 21, 2005
Bкус России
Today I feel: full. :0)
Tonight was Russian Food Night! It was soooo good. I ate Pelmini and Blini and rice and potatoes and sheshliki! And I met some really nice people. Some of them were a little odd, but they were all cool. I can't talk tonight because I have to finish writing a paper for National Government. "Finish" implies that I am almost done with it, which is definitely not the case, but I did begin it, Lori can vouch for that. And then I suppose I will spend the night at Lori's once again because my brothers are obsessed with that horrible, awful, irritating, loud, ugly, obnoxious machine that keeps me up half the night. Last night, in desperation, I fled to Lori's house, and thankfully so, because when Dad got up this morning for work, they were still playing it. To quote Kenley Stringer, "that's a problem." When I got home from school this afternoon, Micah was still sleeping. I wanted to punch him. 2:30 in the afternoon is not a normal time to be sleeping until. I don't think koala bears are going to cut it.
Well, I'm gonna work on my paper now. Wish me luck. Arrivederci!
Tonight was Russian Food Night! It was soooo good. I ate Pelmini and Blini and rice and potatoes and sheshliki! And I met some really nice people. Some of them were a little odd, but they were all cool. I can't talk tonight because I have to finish writing a paper for National Government. "Finish" implies that I am almost done with it, which is definitely not the case, but I did begin it, Lori can vouch for that. And then I suppose I will spend the night at Lori's once again because my brothers are obsessed with that horrible, awful, irritating, loud, ugly, obnoxious machine that keeps me up half the night. Last night, in desperation, I fled to Lori's house, and thankfully so, because when Dad got up this morning for work, they were still playing it. To quote Kenley Stringer, "that's a problem." When I got home from school this afternoon, Micah was still sleeping. I wanted to punch him. 2:30 in the afternoon is not a normal time to be sleeping until. I don't think koala bears are going to cut it.
Well, I'm gonna work on my paper now. Wish me luck. Arrivederci!
Sunday, March 20, 2005
So many good things
Wow, I really don't have a lot of time to write, but so many awesome things have been happening with me lately. It's been such an encouraging week. I still haven't gotten to write about what I learned from Erwin McManus, but I'll get to it eventually. We just got done with the Easter Musical this morning, and I have to say that I haven't had so much fun being in a Northwoods Easter musical since, well, ever. It was AWESOME! These are some of the reasons why:
1. Our drama director, Martha Thompson is one of the coolest people I have ever met. She goes to Four Oaks Church, and came over to direct the drama. Jesus radiates from her. She is incredible. I learned so much from her over the past few weeks, and she was such a blessing to get to know.
2. Mr. Dayton, Mr. Bucky, Todd, Dan and Shannon are awesome. We were the narrarators for the musical, and it was so much fun. I enjoyed hanging out with all of you. Hey ya'll, we "survived"!
3. The music was awesome. My favorite song was "When God Ran." The story of the prodigal son is one of my favorites. These are the words:
Almighty God, the Great I am, Immovable Rock,
Omnipotent, powerful, awesome Lord
Victorious warrior, commanding King of Kings, Mighty conqueror
and the only time, the only time I ever saw Him run
Was when He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said,
“Son do you know I still love you?”
He caught me by surprise, when God ran
The day I left home, I knew I’d broken His heart
And I wondered then if things could ever be the same
Then one night I remembered His love for me
And down that dusty road ahead I could see
It was the only time – it was the only time I ever saw Him run
And then He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said
“My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said,
“Son do you know I still love you?”
He caught me by surprise
as He brought me to my knees
When God ran –
I saw Him run to me
I was so ashamed, all alone and so far away
But now I know He’s been waiting for this day
I saw Him run to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice I felt His love for me again
He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said, “Son”,
He called me Son
He said, “Son do you know I still love you?”
He ran to me and then I ran to Him
When God ran
It was my favorite part. During the song, Mr. Lloyd stood on the stage as the father of the son, and he stood there scanning the audience, searching. And then in the back of the church, he spotted Mark walking towards him, and he ran down the stairs and ran all the way down the aisles to Mark. Mark fell on his knees, but Mr. Lloyd pulled him up and gave him this huge hug. I can just imagine Jesus waiting for us, scanning the horizon until he sees us come to him, and then running headlong to us to bring us home.
4. I got to meet so many people that I didn't know before, like Dan, Tom, Gabe, Mark and Mark. Since Northwoods is so big, there's a lot of people I never get to see, and when things like Easter Musicals come about, God always brings together such a great group of people and getting to know them is so much fun! Doing things like this always gives me a better picture of what the Body of Christ is like. I mean, there's so many parts, choir members, orchestra members, technical guys and drama people, but somehow it always comes together at the end and turns into something so great.
5. God ROCKS!!! Thanks Jesus, for this opportunity. I love you!
1. Our drama director, Martha Thompson is one of the coolest people I have ever met. She goes to Four Oaks Church, and came over to direct the drama. Jesus radiates from her. She is incredible. I learned so much from her over the past few weeks, and she was such a blessing to get to know.
2. Mr. Dayton, Mr. Bucky, Todd, Dan and Shannon are awesome. We were the narrarators for the musical, and it was so much fun. I enjoyed hanging out with all of you. Hey ya'll, we "survived"!
3. The music was awesome. My favorite song was "When God Ran." The story of the prodigal son is one of my favorites. These are the words:
Almighty God, the Great I am, Immovable Rock,
Omnipotent, powerful, awesome Lord
Victorious warrior, commanding King of Kings, Mighty conqueror
and the only time, the only time I ever saw Him run
Was when He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said,
“Son do you know I still love you?”
He caught me by surprise, when God ran
The day I left home, I knew I’d broken His heart
And I wondered then if things could ever be the same
Then one night I remembered His love for me
And down that dusty road ahead I could see
It was the only time – it was the only time I ever saw Him run
And then He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said
“My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said,
“Son do you know I still love you?”
He caught me by surprise
as He brought me to my knees
When God ran –
I saw Him run to me
I was so ashamed, all alone and so far away
But now I know He’s been waiting for this day
I saw Him run to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice I felt His love for me again
He ran to me, He took me in His arms
Held my head to His chest, said “My son’s come home again”
Lifted my face, wiped the tears from my eyes
With forgiveness in His voice He said, “Son”,
He called me Son
He said, “Son do you know I still love you?”
He ran to me and then I ran to Him
When God ran
It was my favorite part. During the song, Mr. Lloyd stood on the stage as the father of the son, and he stood there scanning the audience, searching. And then in the back of the church, he spotted Mark walking towards him, and he ran down the stairs and ran all the way down the aisles to Mark. Mark fell on his knees, but Mr. Lloyd pulled him up and gave him this huge hug. I can just imagine Jesus waiting for us, scanning the horizon until he sees us come to him, and then running headlong to us to bring us home.
4. I got to meet so many people that I didn't know before, like Dan, Tom, Gabe, Mark and Mark. Since Northwoods is so big, there's a lot of people I never get to see, and when things like Easter Musicals come about, God always brings together such a great group of people and getting to know them is so much fun! Doing things like this always gives me a better picture of what the Body of Christ is like. I mean, there's so many parts, choir members, orchestra members, technical guys and drama people, but somehow it always comes together at the end and turns into something so great.
5. God ROCKS!!! Thanks Jesus, for this opportunity. I love you!
Thursday, March 17, 2005
Latha math dhuibh!
I went to the Jars of Clay concert tonight at the Bomb Shelter (the wesley foundation) and it was so awesome! I love Jars of Clay. Their new CD that comes out next week is going to be awesome! We got to hear some songs from it, and it was great. I'm so tired though I felt like I was going to fall asleep driving home and I'm just kinda floating about because I haven't gotten enough sleep in oh, maybe, 2 months. So if I've made all sorts of spelling and grammer errors, forgive me. I'm going to bed now. Me and Lori just listened to a sermon by Erwin McManaus (sp.?) It was the second time I listened to it today, and I'm going to write all about it tomorrow. I'm inspired. I hope you all had an awesome St. Patrick's Day. Mine was great. As the Irish say:
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Slàn leibh! (goodbye in Gaelic. I just couldn't bear to be Italian on St. Patrick's Day.)
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
Slàn leibh! (goodbye in Gaelic. I just couldn't bear to be Italian on St. Patrick's Day.)
Look! I figured out how to put pictures in!!!
Wow, this is so exciting. I didn't even have to ask Jenna. I finally gave up on that "Hello" thing because my irritating computer did not approve of it. So I tried something different. :0) This is me and Veronica at the Cheesecake Factory in Birmingham and then us in our sorta matching shirts that we got from Target. (Yes, I realize I was boycotting Target before this point, but this was an exception. :0)
Happy St. Patrick's Day everybody! I hope you're wearing green!
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
Happy St. Patrick's Day!
I found this stuff on the internet. I really like the story of St. Patrick, and Veggietales just doesn't cut it (although if you haven't seen the Veggie Tale's version of the story of St. Patrick, it is awesome.) So for those of you who are interested in why we celebrate St. Patrick's Day, here it is. (Or you can read it just to appease me and my obsession with Ireland. :0)
Who is St. Patrick Anyway? According to the World Book, St. Patrick lived about 389-461A.D., and is the patron saint of Ireland. Patrick was chiefly responsible for converting the Irish people to Christianity. He became known as the Apostle to the Irish. His Latin name is Patricius.Patrick was born in Britian. His father was a wealthy alderman and a Christian. When Patrick was 16 years old, pirates captured him during a raid and sold him as a slave in Ireland. (pirates! how exciting!) He served as a shepherd of an Irish Chieftain in Ulster. During his captivity, he dedicated himself to Christianity. After 6 years of slavery he escaped and returned home to Britian. As a result of his experiences in Ireland, Patrick became driven by the idea of converting the Irish to Christianity. To prepare himself for the task, he studied in the monastery of Lerins, an island off the coast of France. He also went to Auxerre, France and studied religion under Saint Germanus, a French Bishop. Partly because Patrick's earlier education was inadequate, his religious superiors were reluctant to let him return to Ireland as a missionary. (I guess God had other plans. Maybe those guys hadn't read the Bible, because since when does God use pious educated people to change the world? Not very often.) After Palladius, the first Irish missionary bishop died in 431, Pope Celestine I sent Patrick to Ireland.Patrick began his work where no one had ever preached Christianity. (that's brave) He gained the trust and friendship of several tribal leaders and soon made many converts. He is said to have founded more than 300 churches and baptized more than 120,000 people. (whoa! That's a lot of wet peoples. That's like the entire population of Tallahassee.) He brought clergymen from England and France for his new churches. He succeeded in his mission to Ireland, even though many British clergymen opposed him and the way he organized the churches. (Well, I didn't hear about them helping out any. Isn't that always the way it goes?) Patrick preached in Ireland for the rest of his life. (Rock on!) Several of Patricks writing have survived and serve as the most important sources of information about his work and life. Patrick wrote "Confession", an account of his spiritual developement. In it he justified his mission to Ireland, and expressed his humility and thankfulness that God had called him to serve the Irish. Patrick also wrote a letter to Coroticus, in which he criticized a raid on Ireland conducted by Coroticus, a British chieftain. During the raid, several of Patrick's converts were killed. The letter also reflects Patrick's resentment of the scornful attitude of British clergymen and nobility toward the Irish.Legends about Patrick:Many of the stories about Patrick are based only on legends.One of the best known tales tells how he charmed the snakes of Ireland into the sea so that they drowned. Different tales tell of his standing upon a hill, and using a wooden staff, drove the serpents into the sea, banishing them forever from the shores of Ireland. One legend says that one old snake resisted, but the saint overcame it by cunning. He is said to have made a box and invited the reptile to enter. The snake insisted the box was too small and the discussion became very heated. Finally the snake entered the box to prove he was right, whereupon St Patrick slammed the lid and cast the box into the sea. (There are no snakes in Ireland. How weird is that?) According to another tale, Patrick used a three-leaf shamrock to illustrate the idea of the Trinity. Many people believe the shamrock came to be the traditional symbol of Ireland as a result of this legend. Today, his feast day, March 17th is celebrated as a national holiday in Ireland.St. Patrick also introduced the Roman alphabet and Latin literature into Ireland. After his death, about 461AD, Irish monasteries flourished as centers of learning.Compton's Encyclopedia adds that despite a constant threat to his life, Patrick traveled widely, baptizing, confirming, preaching and building churches and monasteries. Patrick succeeded in converting almost the entire population of the island. His "Epistola" pleads the case of the Christian Irish at the hands of their British conquerors. Patrick's writings have come to be appreciated for their simplicity and humility.
St. Patrick was awesome! That's why it's one of my favorite holidays.
Who is St. Patrick Anyway? According to the World Book, St. Patrick lived about 389-461A.D., and is the patron saint of Ireland. Patrick was chiefly responsible for converting the Irish people to Christianity. He became known as the Apostle to the Irish. His Latin name is Patricius.Patrick was born in Britian. His father was a wealthy alderman and a Christian. When Patrick was 16 years old, pirates captured him during a raid and sold him as a slave in Ireland. (pirates! how exciting!) He served as a shepherd of an Irish Chieftain in Ulster. During his captivity, he dedicated himself to Christianity. After 6 years of slavery he escaped and returned home to Britian. As a result of his experiences in Ireland, Patrick became driven by the idea of converting the Irish to Christianity. To prepare himself for the task, he studied in the monastery of Lerins, an island off the coast of France. He also went to Auxerre, France and studied religion under Saint Germanus, a French Bishop. Partly because Patrick's earlier education was inadequate, his religious superiors were reluctant to let him return to Ireland as a missionary. (I guess God had other plans. Maybe those guys hadn't read the Bible, because since when does God use pious educated people to change the world? Not very often.) After Palladius, the first Irish missionary bishop died in 431, Pope Celestine I sent Patrick to Ireland.Patrick began his work where no one had ever preached Christianity. (that's brave) He gained the trust and friendship of several tribal leaders and soon made many converts. He is said to have founded more than 300 churches and baptized more than 120,000 people. (whoa! That's a lot of wet peoples. That's like the entire population of Tallahassee.) He brought clergymen from England and France for his new churches. He succeeded in his mission to Ireland, even though many British clergymen opposed him and the way he organized the churches. (Well, I didn't hear about them helping out any. Isn't that always the way it goes?) Patrick preached in Ireland for the rest of his life. (Rock on!) Several of Patricks writing have survived and serve as the most important sources of information about his work and life. Patrick wrote "Confession", an account of his spiritual developement. In it he justified his mission to Ireland, and expressed his humility and thankfulness that God had called him to serve the Irish. Patrick also wrote a letter to Coroticus, in which he criticized a raid on Ireland conducted by Coroticus, a British chieftain. During the raid, several of Patrick's converts were killed. The letter also reflects Patrick's resentment of the scornful attitude of British clergymen and nobility toward the Irish.Legends about Patrick:Many of the stories about Patrick are based only on legends.One of the best known tales tells how he charmed the snakes of Ireland into the sea so that they drowned. Different tales tell of his standing upon a hill, and using a wooden staff, drove the serpents into the sea, banishing them forever from the shores of Ireland. One legend says that one old snake resisted, but the saint overcame it by cunning. He is said to have made a box and invited the reptile to enter. The snake insisted the box was too small and the discussion became very heated. Finally the snake entered the box to prove he was right, whereupon St Patrick slammed the lid and cast the box into the sea. (There are no snakes in Ireland. How weird is that?) According to another tale, Patrick used a three-leaf shamrock to illustrate the idea of the Trinity. Many people believe the shamrock came to be the traditional symbol of Ireland as a result of this legend. Today, his feast day, March 17th is celebrated as a national holiday in Ireland.St. Patrick also introduced the Roman alphabet and Latin literature into Ireland. After his death, about 461AD, Irish monasteries flourished as centers of learning.Compton's Encyclopedia adds that despite a constant threat to his life, Patrick traveled widely, baptizing, confirming, preaching and building churches and monasteries. Patrick succeeded in converting almost the entire population of the island. His "Epistola" pleads the case of the Christian Irish at the hands of their British conquerors. Patrick's writings have come to be appreciated for their simplicity and humility.
St. Patrick was awesome! That's why it's one of my favorite holidays.
Monday, March 14, 2005
I have absolutely nothing exciting to say today. So instead I will bore you with what is going on with me right now. Which is pretty much nothing exciting. If you have anything remotely interesting going on with you right now, you should leave me a comment about it. That would be exciting, because then everyone could read about your awesome life in my comments, and that would make me look a whole lot more interesting because at least people would see I have interesting friends.
What am I doing: procrastinating. I have so much homework it's not even funny. But, I really don't care at this point. I just don't think it's worth it.
What I am wearing: My awesome St. Patrick's Day pajama pants with my "wired" shirt from the winter retreat, and my lion slippers from Sveta. I'm color coordinated. You should be proud.
What am I listening to: I love Rhapsody. We have it, and you can listen to whatever music you want and make playlists and stuff. It's very exciting. And no commercials. I just finished listening to the Bryds sing Turn! Turn! Turn! and now I'm listening to Simon and Garfunkel sing the sound of silence.
What I am excited about: Leah's birthday is tomorrow! Sweet 16! Rock on. So we're having a party tomorrow, and then Jenshka's birthday is the 25th and I'm skipping school and we're going to WAKULLA SPRINGS!!! My favoritest place in the whole world! (Except for Ukraine, of course.)
What I accomplished today: I finished writing my support letter for my mission trip (however, I neglected to buy black ink today at Staples, and so I have not been able to print the support letter. But I'm farther along in the process than I was yesterday, so that's good). I went to school. (Believe me, that was an accomplishment. The day after spring break ends is one of the worst days ever, so the fact that I made it to school was impressive.) I got a 96 on my history test, which was very exciting. I looked up all the people who are buried in the Tallahassee Old City Cemetery for a school project (which saved me from actually going to the Old City Cemetery. Isn't technology wonderful?) I went and helped plan Russian Food Night, Monday, March 21st at 6:30 p.m. at FSU if anyone wants to go. I also went to drama practice and remembered most of my lines and that was fun. I think that was about it.
Who made me laugh today: Aaron Bradberry, who is oh so awesome, Glenn Beck, who I was listening to on the radio (Todd, I don't want to hear any comments from you), Mr. Bucky, John from Russian club, and the beepy machine in the Joy Dome that Mr. Reid was riding on to hang the lights up for the Easter musical. We kept telling it to hush, but it wouldn't. I don't think it cared.
Why today is a very special day: (I guess I'm under obligation to say it was Kenley's Birthday. happy birthday, kenley. ) I'm just kidding, Kenley. Happy Birthday. But it was the first day I didn't have to wear a jacket outside and I was okay with that. I was actually pretty warm in my car. That was great. It's still freezing in my house, but my awesome lion slippers that Sveta gave me are keeping my feet warm. Okay, so I'm going to go now and read about some stuff for my national government class. I don't remember what it's about. I suppose it's about government. That would probably be an accurate guess. Arrivederci!
What am I doing: procrastinating. I have so much homework it's not even funny. But, I really don't care at this point. I just don't think it's worth it.
What I am wearing: My awesome St. Patrick's Day pajama pants with my "wired" shirt from the winter retreat, and my lion slippers from Sveta. I'm color coordinated. You should be proud.
What am I listening to: I love Rhapsody. We have it, and you can listen to whatever music you want and make playlists and stuff. It's very exciting. And no commercials. I just finished listening to the Bryds sing Turn! Turn! Turn! and now I'm listening to Simon and Garfunkel sing the sound of silence.
What I am excited about: Leah's birthday is tomorrow! Sweet 16! Rock on. So we're having a party tomorrow, and then Jenshka's birthday is the 25th and I'm skipping school and we're going to WAKULLA SPRINGS!!! My favoritest place in the whole world! (Except for Ukraine, of course.)
What I accomplished today: I finished writing my support letter for my mission trip (however, I neglected to buy black ink today at Staples, and so I have not been able to print the support letter. But I'm farther along in the process than I was yesterday, so that's good). I went to school. (Believe me, that was an accomplishment. The day after spring break ends is one of the worst days ever, so the fact that I made it to school was impressive.) I got a 96 on my history test, which was very exciting. I looked up all the people who are buried in the Tallahassee Old City Cemetery for a school project (which saved me from actually going to the Old City Cemetery. Isn't technology wonderful?) I went and helped plan Russian Food Night, Monday, March 21st at 6:30 p.m. at FSU if anyone wants to go. I also went to drama practice and remembered most of my lines and that was fun. I think that was about it.
Who made me laugh today: Aaron Bradberry, who is oh so awesome, Glenn Beck, who I was listening to on the radio (Todd, I don't want to hear any comments from you), Mr. Bucky, John from Russian club, and the beepy machine in the Joy Dome that Mr. Reid was riding on to hang the lights up for the Easter musical. We kept telling it to hush, but it wouldn't. I don't think it cared.
Why today is a very special day: (I guess I'm under obligation to say it was Kenley's Birthday. happy birthday, kenley. ) I'm just kidding, Kenley. Happy Birthday. But it was the first day I didn't have to wear a jacket outside and I was okay with that. I was actually pretty warm in my car. That was great. It's still freezing in my house, but my awesome lion slippers that Sveta gave me are keeping my feet warm. Okay, so I'm going to go now and read about some stuff for my national government class. I don't remember what it's about. I suppose it's about government. That would probably be an accurate guess. Arrivederci!
Sunday, March 13, 2005
At youth tonight, Todd started his teaching series about Community and the body of Christ, and we talked about Revelation 3:14-20. This is a very convicting piece of the Bible. God is talking to the church in Laodicea, and telling them that even though they're doing a lot of things, they're simply lukewarm, not hot or cold. I hate being lukewarm. Lukewarm in anything, really. I'm the kind of person who likes to be fully involved in something, or not be involved at all. I don't have time to do everything, so the the things I am involved in, I try to put a lot of effort into. Otherwise I feel like I'm wasting my time. As far as my relationship with God goes, being lukewarm is my greatest fear. The Bible's very clear about how it feels on being lukewarm. Nowhere in the Bible does it say: "Try your best to be holy, because that will make God happy." No, it says, "be holy, because I am holy" (Leviticus 11:45). God doesn't say, "Try to pray every once in a while, because I like to talk to you occasionally." No, He says, "Pray without ceasing" (I Thessalonians 5:17). The whole Bible is full of God's commands to us, and although He loves us the same whether or not we do them, sometimes I feel like I'm so far away "hot". Lately, I've felt like I'm stuck in a pool of mediocrity. I just sit here waiting for something to come along, and I have no idea what that "something" is. I just wish God would come tap me on the shoulder and say, "hey, Calyn, this is what I want you to do with your life." I envy people so much who know exactly what they want to do with their lives. My friend Jenna has known from the time she was in elementary school that she wants to be teacher. I don't know what I want to major in, where I want to go to school, where I want to work, where I want to live, nothing. It feels like I'm just going through the motions of everything I'm "supposed" to do. Most of the things I really enjoy aren't going to get me anywhere, or so I'm told, so I'm encouraged to do things that will "help me in the long run", or "give me experience" for something else. I guess that's just the way it works. But I don't want to spend my whole life waiting for something, I want to experience that something now. I want to be in the center of God's will and know that what I'm doing is what I'm supposed to be doing. I guess that's where patience comes in. Gosh I hate that word. Well, me and God are going to go spend some quality time together. Arrivederci.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
We Are Not Home Yet
Anybody ever long for home? I mean, I'm home right now, but am I the only one who ever longs for heaven? Today I was just sitting here thinking, "It sure would be nice just to go right now." Don't get me wrong. I love life. But when I think about how there's something so much better than I could ever even imagine waiting around the next bend, it becomes rather difficult to sit and wait for it patiently. Maybe Rich Mullins said it best. This world's great and all, but "it won't break my heart to say goodbye."
The Jordan is waiting for me to cross through
My heart is aging I can tell
So Lord, I'm begging for one last favor from You
Here's my heart take it where You will.
This life has shown me how we're mended and how we're torn
How it's okay to be lonely as long as you're free
Sometimes my ground was stoney
And sometimes covered up with thorns
And only You could make it what it had to be
And now that it's done
Well if they dressed me like a pauper
Or if they dined me like a prince
If they lay me with my fathers
Or if my ashes scatter on the wind
I don't care.
But when I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire.
And when I look back on the stars
It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye.
There's people been friendly, but they'd never be your friends
Sometimes this has bent me to the ground
Now that this is all ending
I want to hear some music once again
'Cause it's the finest thing that I have ever found
But the Jordan is waiting
Though I ain't never seen the other side
Still they say you can't take in the things you have here
So on the road to salvation
I stick out my thumb and He gives me a ride
And His music is already falling on my ears
There's people been talking
They say they're worried about my soul
Well, I'm here to tell you I'll keep rocking
'Til I'm sure it's my time to roll
And when I do
When I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire
And when I look back on the stars
It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye.
The Jordan is waiting for me to cross through
My heart is aging I can tell
So Lord, I'm begging for one last favor from You
Here's my heart take it where You will.
This life has shown me how we're mended and how we're torn
How it's okay to be lonely as long as you're free
Sometimes my ground was stoney
And sometimes covered up with thorns
And only You could make it what it had to be
And now that it's done
Well if they dressed me like a pauper
Or if they dined me like a prince
If they lay me with my fathers
Or if my ashes scatter on the wind
I don't care.
But when I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire.
And when I look back on the stars
It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye.
There's people been friendly, but they'd never be your friends
Sometimes this has bent me to the ground
Now that this is all ending
I want to hear some music once again
'Cause it's the finest thing that I have ever found
But the Jordan is waiting
Though I ain't never seen the other side
Still they say you can't take in the things you have here
So on the road to salvation
I stick out my thumb and He gives me a ride
And His music is already falling on my ears
There's people been talking
They say they're worried about my soul
Well, I'm here to tell you I'll keep rocking
'Til I'm sure it's my time to roll
And when I do
When I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire
And when I look back on the stars
It'll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won't break my heart to say goodbye.
Thursday, March 10, 2005
I Love Road Trips!
Oh my gosh. Me and Veronica had such a great time these past two days. It was so much fun. I got to Birmingham on Tuesday night and I got to go to the Student Life office, which I had never been to before, so that was exciting. It's a lot bigger than I thought. And then me and Veronica drove back to the house of the people she's staying with, the Bevills. (Veronica sorta had a car, well, it wasn't a car, it was a huge green bus, and, well, she sorta hit a tree, so I did the driving) My parents let me take the mustang, and I must admit, we looked pretty hot riding around in that car. :0) We went to Walmart and bought a bunch of stuff to make Ukrainian food. Cucumbers and tomatoes! Rock on! (I know you miss them Lauren... you just can't wait) No, actually, I really did miss cucumber and tomato salad. Then we went to buy crab meat (not the real kind, the artificial kind, that really cheap, but still good) and we couldn't find it, so I asked the guy at the seafood counter where it was and he started talking to Veronica, and finally we got away and we were looking at the crab meat, and he came over again. Okay, picture this guy: Alabama, flannel (no offense, Todd), and an accent that was barely recognizable. Makes for a very, shall we say, country sort of fellow. Anyway, he says to Veronica, "So, arrre youu frum up nawrth sumwhaaare?" And Veronica says, "No, I'm from Ukraine." And he just had this blank look on his face, like, "well, that didn't answer my question at all. Is Ukraine north of Shelby county or south???" He obviously had no idea where it was. He kept bothering her, and eventually said, "So du you gow oud much?" And I said, "No, she doesn't." And I grabbed Veronica and we walked away. Far away, deep into the heart of the produce section where the bananas shielded us well. We were laughing soooo hard. I can't wait to tell Oleg. Tuesday night we stayed up and called Lori and Lauren and Lena Osadcha. Lena was buried in a stack of books at the library trying to write a paper about something quite complicated so I think we were a welcome break for her. She's going to be in Birmingham tomorrow, and I don't get to see her. Grrrrrr. Oh well.
Wednesday morning we got up and made Ukrainian food! We made salad and blini and this crab salad stuff, which is very good. And I didn't ruin it, which was good. I'm the worst cook in the world. I pity my future husband. I can make eggs, waffles, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. (Not all in the same pan. I use different ones. ) Oh, I can make toast too. I've almost got that one down. Sometimes I put too little butter on it, though. I'm still working on perfecting it. Anyway, I cut up stuff, which doesn't involve fire, blenders, or ovens, so I was okay and I washed dishes, which isn't too terribly complicated. And then me and Veronica got ready to go SHOPPING! I hadn't been shopping in forever and we went to this mall called 'the Summit' which was really expensive, so we didn't buy anything except at Old Navy. Veronica had never been to Old Navy before and she got a really cute black shirt. Then we went to this place called the Cheesecake Factory, which doesn't just sell cheesecake. It's like, a whole restaurant, and it's really good. After that we went to Target, and we did some major damage in Target. We even got sorta matching shirts. They're the same shirt, but mine's orange and hers is green. Speaking of orange, Veronica brought me an awesome "TAK!" shirt from the orange revolution and she brought me this special edition magazine from Independence Square and Ukrainian chocolate. (The best chocolate in the whole world.) And my friend, Sveta (Спасибо огромное, Света! Я люблю тебя!) sent me these awesome slippers and a magazine too. I feel so special. Then that night we went to Brook Hills for their youth worship service, and I got to see some people I knew, and this drama team called the 'traveling vagabonds' which had a bunch of people from the old "All things to all people" performed and it was so it was AWESOME! After that we went to my friend, Deb Brooker's house and hung out there. It was good to see her. Lauren, we went up to the "Chawlston" suite. :0) Me, Veornica and Deb wrote Sveta an email from the three of us. And then we went back to the Bevills and went to bed, and I got up this morning and we went to Walmart again (fortunately the seafood redneck was not there) and bought a bunch of snacks and presents for Kevin Carroll to take to Ukraine with him, because he's leaving on Monday and we wrote notes to the Radooga staff. Fun stuff. And then I came home and went straight to church to work on the set, and have drama practice, which went surprisingly well. Everthing came together, which is so weird, because I definitely had my doubts. I guess God is good like that. Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed because I still haven't gotten any sleep in the past month, and spring break is almost over. Sad day. That's alright. Only 5 more weeks of school once I go back. that's not so bad. Sorry this was so long. It was a very exciting past few days. If anybody read it all I'd be surprised. Arrivederci!
Wednesday morning we got up and made Ukrainian food! We made salad and blini and this crab salad stuff, which is very good. And I didn't ruin it, which was good. I'm the worst cook in the world. I pity my future husband. I can make eggs, waffles, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. (Not all in the same pan. I use different ones. ) Oh, I can make toast too. I've almost got that one down. Sometimes I put too little butter on it, though. I'm still working on perfecting it. Anyway, I cut up stuff, which doesn't involve fire, blenders, or ovens, so I was okay and I washed dishes, which isn't too terribly complicated. And then me and Veronica got ready to go SHOPPING! I hadn't been shopping in forever and we went to this mall called 'the Summit' which was really expensive, so we didn't buy anything except at Old Navy. Veronica had never been to Old Navy before and she got a really cute black shirt. Then we went to this place called the Cheesecake Factory, which doesn't just sell cheesecake. It's like, a whole restaurant, and it's really good. After that we went to Target, and we did some major damage in Target. We even got sorta matching shirts. They're the same shirt, but mine's orange and hers is green. Speaking of orange, Veronica brought me an awesome "TAK!" shirt from the orange revolution and she brought me this special edition magazine from Independence Square and Ukrainian chocolate. (The best chocolate in the whole world.) And my friend, Sveta (Спасибо огромное, Света! Я люблю тебя!) sent me these awesome slippers and a magazine too. I feel so special. Then that night we went to Brook Hills for their youth worship service, and I got to see some people I knew, and this drama team called the 'traveling vagabonds' which had a bunch of people from the old "All things to all people" performed and it was so it was AWESOME! After that we went to my friend, Deb Brooker's house and hung out there. It was good to see her. Lauren, we went up to the "Chawlston" suite. :0) Me, Veornica and Deb wrote Sveta an email from the three of us. And then we went back to the Bevills and went to bed, and I got up this morning and we went to Walmart again (fortunately the seafood redneck was not there) and bought a bunch of snacks and presents for Kevin Carroll to take to Ukraine with him, because he's leaving on Monday and we wrote notes to the Radooga staff. Fun stuff. And then I came home and went straight to church to work on the set, and have drama practice, which went surprisingly well. Everthing came together, which is so weird, because I definitely had my doubts. I guess God is good like that. Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed because I still haven't gotten any sleep in the past month, and spring break is almost over. Sad day. That's alright. Only 5 more weeks of school once I go back. that's not so bad. Sorry this was so long. It was a very exciting past few days. If anybody read it all I'd be surprised. Arrivederci!
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
I made it!
Well, I made it to B'ham in 5 hours and 10 minutes. Nice time by me. :0) Me and Veronica are having such a great time!!! We went to Walmart and she got hit on by the guy at the seafood counter. I'll fill y'all in later when i have time. It was soooo funny. We're cooking Ukrainian food tonight and we're going to the mall and then we're going to BrookHills for their church service tonight. Rock on! I'm so excited. It's my Dad's birthday today, so if you know him, you should call him. He would feel special. :0) I love y'all and I missed PCBS girls!!! Next Tuesday we'll have to make up for it. Have a great day, everybody!
Arrivederci
Arrivederci
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
Bye, bye, bye
Today I feel: Ecstatic!
I'm going to see Veronica today!!! I'll be back Thursday! Arrivederci!
I'm going to see Veronica today!!! I'll be back Thursday! Arrivederci!
Monday, March 07, 2005
Your Mom!
Oh my goodness. I just got back from the Stringers house and we watched CSI Miami and Smallville. (Random, yes I know.) It was me, Tamara, Kyle, Kenley, Lori, David K., Alec, Josh W., and Mr. Reid and Mrs. Linda. Oh, and P.J. the dog, of course. I had never seen Smallville before. Some of you are gasping, but even though we have cable, the WB doesn't come in, so I never see those shows. So, no One Tree Hill or any of those shows everyone talks about. I don't really care, though. Anyway, Smallville is pretty weird. Whatever episode we watched was apparently not like most of the other episodes, because it was so scary! They said most of the episodes aren't that weird. There was this girl and she'd come back from the dead, but really she was cloned, and Clark had to save What's Her Name (not Lois, because he doesn't know her yet. The only thing I've got to go on is the cartoon, and this ain't nothing like the cartoon) from the cloned chick and there was some scary guy with a shaved head and the evil cloned girl pushed What's Her Name (I think her name's Lana or something) into the river and Clark had to jump in the water and save her. It was intense, like whoa. (That was for you, Sarah. Just think, Paul with an afro. Now you know what I'm going through.)
Anyway, the whole time Kyle was making funny comments and everything we'd say, he'd be like, "Well, your mom is such and such." So I'd say, "Oh my gosh, that's scary." and he'd be like, "Your mom is scary." I think you get the idea. Kyle is a very funny person. Actually, everybody was pretty funny tonight. Me and Tamara and Lori were laughing really hard the whole time. (Especially about something in particular, but we'll keep that to ourselves.) Well, I'm gonna go now. I'm keep thinking I have to go to school tomorrow, but I DON'T! Oh, so exciting! :0) Arrivederci!
Anyway, the whole time Kyle was making funny comments and everything we'd say, he'd be like, "Well, your mom is such and such." So I'd say, "Oh my gosh, that's scary." and he'd be like, "Your mom is scary." I think you get the idea. Kyle is a very funny person. Actually, everybody was pretty funny tonight. Me and Tamara and Lori were laughing really hard the whole time. (Especially about something in particular, but we'll keep that to ourselves.) Well, I'm gonna go now. I'm keep thinking I have to go to school tomorrow, but I DON'T! Oh, so exciting! :0) Arrivederci!
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Tire Alignments are awesome!
Today I feel: Like it's really Spring Break now!
This morning Cam and I got up (so early!) and ran in the Shamrock Scurry over in Killearn. It was a 5K run, so it wasn't very long, but it was a lot of fun. The weather was gorgeous! Not too hot, not too cold. Just right. And I won a door prize!!! I never win anything and I WON!!! So what's my great prize? It's a free tire alignment at some car place. Okay, before you laugh and say that's a cruddy prize, my tires always need aligning, so it's a good thing. It really is. Plus, I won. That's all that matters. We got awesome T-shirts that have four-leaf clovers and leprechans on them, which is very exciting because as most of you know, I'm obsessed with St. Patrick's Day. Speaking of which, awesome news. JARS OF CLAY IS COMING TO DO A CONCERT AT FSU FOR FREE on St. Patrick's Day. (For those of you who are not as obsessed with St. Patrick's day as I am, that's Thursday, March 17th. Shame, shame.) I am soooo pumped. We're all going. Well, at least me, Jenna, Todd and Lori are. The rest of you better be too. They're one of my favorite bands. I really don't like concerts, and I've always said there's only 3 people I would pay to see in concert: Caedmon's Call, Michael W. Smith and Jars of Clay. So it's way cool that the Jars of Clay concert is free. But on that note, I am a lot richer today because I got paid for playing in the wedding which is OVER!!! Halleluia! But I can't stick my cello in the closet just yet, because Mrs. Linda wants me, Karina and Tamara to play offertory tomorrow. Yuck. We're playing something really easy though, so hopefully my hands won't swell up to the size of basketballs. That would be a plus. Anyway, i'm gonna go over to the church now to meet the bus and see everybody that went on the conference. I'm so excited to hear about it. Arrivederci!
This morning Cam and I got up (so early!) and ran in the Shamrock Scurry over in Killearn. It was a 5K run, so it wasn't very long, but it was a lot of fun. The weather was gorgeous! Not too hot, not too cold. Just right. And I won a door prize!!! I never win anything and I WON!!! So what's my great prize? It's a free tire alignment at some car place. Okay, before you laugh and say that's a cruddy prize, my tires always need aligning, so it's a good thing. It really is. Plus, I won. That's all that matters. We got awesome T-shirts that have four-leaf clovers and leprechans on them, which is very exciting because as most of you know, I'm obsessed with St. Patrick's Day. Speaking of which, awesome news. JARS OF CLAY IS COMING TO DO A CONCERT AT FSU FOR FREE on St. Patrick's Day. (For those of you who are not as obsessed with St. Patrick's day as I am, that's Thursday, March 17th. Shame, shame.) I am soooo pumped. We're all going. Well, at least me, Jenna, Todd and Lori are. The rest of you better be too. They're one of my favorite bands. I really don't like concerts, and I've always said there's only 3 people I would pay to see in concert: Caedmon's Call, Michael W. Smith and Jars of Clay. So it's way cool that the Jars of Clay concert is free. But on that note, I am a lot richer today because I got paid for playing in the wedding which is OVER!!! Halleluia! But I can't stick my cello in the closet just yet, because Mrs. Linda wants me, Karina and Tamara to play offertory tomorrow. Yuck. We're playing something really easy though, so hopefully my hands won't swell up to the size of basketballs. That would be a plus. Anyway, i'm gonna go over to the church now to meet the bus and see everybody that went on the conference. I'm so excited to hear about it. Arrivederci!
Oh my gosh! It's HUGE!
Yesterday I waved goodbye to all my friends going on the Student Life Conference *tear* and went to the wedding rehersal at Maclay Gardens with Tamara and Karina. Now, Maclay Gardens is a very pretty place with a lots of flowers and trees and stuff, but where there's flowers and trees, there's also bugs. And sitting outside playing instruments at dusk brings out Florida's state bird- the mosquito. So, we're trying to play and it's cold and my fingers are cold and there's mosquitos everywhere biting us and Tamara smashed one on my white pants and that was pretty funny because there was squished bug all over my pants. Then Karina looked at Tamara and said, "Oh, Tamara. One of the mosquitoes bit you right on the forehead." And I looked at Tamara and my eyes got really big, and I said, "Oh my gosh! It's HUGE!" Which probably wasn't a very good thing to say, because it probably freaked Tamara out a little bit, but I couldn't help it because half of her forehead was a huge mosquito bite and it was hillarious. Anyway, the wedding rehersal dragged on f...o...r...e...v...e...r and then me and Tamara left to have a night on the town. What else were we going to do? All of our friends had jumped on a bus and gone to Pensacola to have a great time with Shane & Shane and David Nasser so we at least had to do something exciting. So we drove around Tallahassee for a while and we called Kyle's cellphone and they passed it all over the bus. So I still got to talk to everyone that was going on the trip. And it was almost like we were there. :0) Daniel Lloyd told me that he got accepted into FSU, so that was pretty awesome because now me, him and Jenna can hang out next year. It's gonna be great! And then after we got off the phone, we went and saw Mrs. Eileen at Wal-Mart cuz she was getting her car fixed and that was pretty cool. and we didn't buy anything at Wal-Mart! That's pretty amazing in itself. Then we went and got on Thomasville Road and sat there. Dead stopped. For about 25 minutes. We had no idea what was going on except that no one was moving and there must have been a really big wreck. So Tamara was praying for the people who must have been in the wreck, when suddenly the policemen that were blocking traffic moved and we got to go. So we were like, "What the heck? Where's the wreck?" (hey, that rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't know it. ) And then we drove past the Bank of America that's on Thomasville right by Timberlane Road (it's all brick and pretty) and there were a gazillion police cars in the parking lot and the bank was closed but all the lights were on and so we think that there must have been a bank robbery! I hope they caught the loser. Then we went to Arby's and came back to my house and watched Moulin Rouge. (Tamara had never seen it before. And it's a great movie, so we had to watch it.) And then, after that, we picked up Kenley and went to the Waller's house to see Alec because he was coming home for spring break. We got there at like, 10:30 and Alec came home at about 11:15, and that was pretty darn awesome. I love the Wallers. They are so cool. So we hung out until about midnight and then I came home and went to bed. Kenley told me that his house was being overrun with koala bears, so I need to come and pick those up ASAP. Thanks to all of you who contributed to Calyn's Koala Bear Fund. Make sure to put your donation as a tax write-off. April 15th's coming up fast.
So that was yesterday. I'll tell you about today whenever I finish it. Arrivederci!
So that was yesterday. I'll tell you about today whenever I finish it. Arrivederci!
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Solo Un Dia Mas!!!!!!!
Oh my gosh! It's so close, peoples. In just 14 more hours I will be officially on Spring Break. 14 hours. As Gandalf would say, "And, that is an encouraging thought."
So, nothing exciting happened today. At least not that I can think of. And that's kind of sad, because I can usually think of something exciting that happened. Let me think. Well, I had to take my car to the shop (AGAIN!) today because the starter wasn't working. And my steering wheel was loose and I started thinking about those cartoons where Wiley Coyote is driving and the steering wheel just comes off the car and he crashes off a cliff, and I thought it might be a good idea to fix that. I don't want to die this early in life. But that isn't all that exciting. I mean, it's exciting that I didn't die today, but not that I got my car fixed. Cuz that's pretty commonplace. Well, I got extra credit on my Russian test because I remembered the word, "Достопримечательность" which is a very long word. It's not as long as "antidissestablishmentarianism", though. But I guess that would only help me on an English test. I studied tonight for my history test at the TCC library with Jonathan Skagfield and this girl named Meaghan and that actually was pretty fun. I found out that Jonathan is good friends with Daniel Lloyd so we have even more mutual friends. Anyway, I've gotta go keep studying for history. I will miss all of y'all peoples who are going on the Student Life Conference. I'm so jealous! Say hi to Veronica for me! And, Lori, when you see Mark, Jennifer, and Johnny, tell them I said hi! Arrivederci!
So, nothing exciting happened today. At least not that I can think of. And that's kind of sad, because I can usually think of something exciting that happened. Let me think. Well, I had to take my car to the shop (AGAIN!) today because the starter wasn't working. And my steering wheel was loose and I started thinking about those cartoons where Wiley Coyote is driving and the steering wheel just comes off the car and he crashes off a cliff, and I thought it might be a good idea to fix that. I don't want to die this early in life. But that isn't all that exciting. I mean, it's exciting that I didn't die today, but not that I got my car fixed. Cuz that's pretty commonplace. Well, I got extra credit on my Russian test because I remembered the word, "Достопримечательность" which is a very long word. It's not as long as "antidissestablishmentarianism", though. But I guess that would only help me on an English test. I studied tonight for my history test at the TCC library with Jonathan Skagfield and this girl named Meaghan and that actually was pretty fun. I found out that Jonathan is good friends with Daniel Lloyd so we have even more mutual friends. Anyway, I've gotta go keep studying for history. I will miss all of y'all peoples who are going on the Student Life Conference. I'm so jealous! Say hi to Veronica for me! And, Lori, when you see Mark, Jennifer, and Johnny, tell them I said hi! Arrivederci!
Today I feel: sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo tired!
Okay, so it's 12:49, and I have a test tomorrow and I'm gonna die. But it's okay, because only 2 more days till spring break. But I really should go to bed, so I'm going to make this short. So I was thinking about a song that would fit my week, and this is definitely it. If you haven't heard this song, it's by Mark Schultz and it's on the Stories and Songs CD, and it's so awesome.
I am driving
I am late for work,
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt,
While I'm flossing
And I'm changing lanes
Oh Yeah.
Now I'm driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty
Hey what the heck why not?
Watch it lady,
'Cause your in my spot.
Once again.
It's early to work,
And here's a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today.
I think they ran a special.
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody?
I think I am running just to catch myself.
Maybe someday I could fly away,
Go to Key Largo
or Montego Bay,
Sport my speedo, maybe grab a tan.
A dream vacation, wild elation.
Now I'm running
Straight into my boss,
And he's angry,
Oh and he calls me Ross,
Which is funny,
'Cause that ain't my name,
And that's lame.
I'm still running
Running very late
For a meeting...
Wait, that was yesterday.
Guess I'm early
for the one next week,
Oh how sweet.
I get on the ladder;
I corporately climb.
I wave at my life
as it passes me by every day.
My name's not Ross!
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody?
I think I'm just running just to catch myself.
Life in my cubicle is discreet.
Life in my cubicle is neat .
I've got some pictures of my friends,
Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen?
Ten O'clock:
I'm in a meeting
Paper cut
I think I'm bleeding
Check my hair
it's still receding
Hey what a life.
Break for lunch,
There's nothing better
Run outside
and don my sweater,
Like Fred Rogers
let's be neighbors.
I've lost my mind
I'm over worked
And underpaid
And non-appreciated
It's just a perk of being
Middle class
And educated
One... spinning circles in my chair
Two...win a game of solitaire
Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone
Four O'clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch
Then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I'm going to war
There's just one thing I'll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving
Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh!
It's five o'clock
It's time to go
There's crowds to fight
And horns to blow
It's talking fast on my cell phone
Hey watch out that's reckless driving.
Five O'clock
It's time to leave
To hit the couch
And watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep.
It's 8 am on Monday morning
Again and again and again and again and again!
Driving around
Nowhere to go
And so I hang with my lady Oh,
And chill with my bro's
It's okay, in my Cabriolet.
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself
When I meet God
I will have a question...
I just forgot my question.
I think I am running just to catch myself
Oh oh ohOh oh oh
Oh randomness. How I love it. And it's funny, because, although nobody's called me Ross this week, a higher percentage of people have called me "Kaylyn" (that's with the hard "a" sound, which is most definitely NOT my name) this week, (more than the average 30-35%) which is worse than being called Ross, in my opinion. So, if you see me this week, be sure to pronounce my name correctly. (Unless you're Sarah or Jenna, because Kaylyn Rebber's kinda a nickname at this point. I'll forgive them for that. ) I'd rather you call me a totally different name, like, Leighanne, or Ross, or "Hey You" or something. Cool. Arrivederci!
Okay, so it's 12:49, and I have a test tomorrow and I'm gonna die. But it's okay, because only 2 more days till spring break. But I really should go to bed, so I'm going to make this short. So I was thinking about a song that would fit my week, and this is definitely it. If you haven't heard this song, it's by Mark Schultz and it's on the Stories and Songs CD, and it's so awesome.
I am driving
I am late for work,
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt,
While I'm flossing
And I'm changing lanes
Oh Yeah.
Now I'm driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty
Hey what the heck why not?
Watch it lady,
'Cause your in my spot.
Once again.
It's early to work,
And here's a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today.
I think they ran a special.
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody?
I think I am running just to catch myself.
Maybe someday I could fly away,
Go to Key Largo
or Montego Bay,
Sport my speedo, maybe grab a tan.
A dream vacation, wild elation.
Now I'm running
Straight into my boss,
And he's angry,
Oh and he calls me Ross,
Which is funny,
'Cause that ain't my name,
And that's lame.
I'm still running
Running very late
For a meeting...
Wait, that was yesterday.
Guess I'm early
for the one next week,
Oh how sweet.
I get on the ladder;
I corporately climb.
I wave at my life
as it passes me by every day.
My name's not Ross!
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody?
I think I'm just running just to catch myself.
Life in my cubicle is discreet.
Life in my cubicle is neat .
I've got some pictures of my friends,
Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen?
Ten O'clock:
I'm in a meeting
Paper cut
I think I'm bleeding
Check my hair
it's still receding
Hey what a life.
Break for lunch,
There's nothing better
Run outside
and don my sweater,
Like Fred Rogers
let's be neighbors.
I've lost my mind
I'm over worked
And underpaid
And non-appreciated
It's just a perk of being
Middle class
And educated
One... spinning circles in my chair
Two...win a game of solitaire
Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone
Four O'clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch
Then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I'm going to war
There's just one thing I'll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving
Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh!
It's five o'clock
It's time to go
There's crowds to fight
And horns to blow
It's talking fast on my cell phone
Hey watch out that's reckless driving.
Five O'clock
It's time to leave
To hit the couch
And watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep.
It's 8 am on Monday morning
Again and again and again and again and again!
Driving around
Nowhere to go
And so I hang with my lady Oh,
And chill with my bro's
It's okay, in my Cabriolet.
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself
When I meet God
I will have a question...
I just forgot my question.
I think I am running just to catch myself
Oh oh ohOh oh oh
Oh randomness. How I love it. And it's funny, because, although nobody's called me Ross this week, a higher percentage of people have called me "Kaylyn" (that's with the hard "a" sound, which is most definitely NOT my name) this week, (more than the average 30-35%) which is worse than being called Ross, in my opinion. So, if you see me this week, be sure to pronounce my name correctly. (Unless you're Sarah or Jenna, because Kaylyn Rebber's kinda a nickname at this point. I'll forgive them for that. ) I'd rather you call me a totally different name, like, Leighanne, or Ross, or "Hey You" or something. Cool. Arrivederci!
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Tres Dias Mas!
Tonight it was PCBS!!! For once nobody brought snacks. What is up with that? I knew it was bound to happen. After 10 weeks of an overwhelming amount of snacks, this week it just so happened that everyone assumed someone else would bring snacks. Thankfully no one starved. We rationed out some sweettarts that Special K had in her purse and I found some chocolate in my kitchen and we made due. We read about Cornelius and Peter in Acts 10 and it was really awesome. Cornelius was really cool. And he had a cool name. I mean, I wouldn't name my kid Cornelius, but if I met someone named that, I would think it was awesome. After PCBS, we were hanging out in my room, and Jenna put some "lotion" on that she'd found in my kitchen. She found it odd that it wouldn't rub in and so she asked me about it. I told her to just spread it around. So she put it on her arms, and then her legs and it was still not rubbing in. She said she felt all sticky. So, I said, "Jenna, do you think that it was soap?" And she got this enlightened look on her face and ran into the bathroom to wash it all off. The "lotion" in my kitchen said "hand soap" printed clearly on the label, but what can I say? Simply that it's time for Spring Break. 3 more days, 3 more days, 3 more days. 3 more tests, 3 more tests; I can make it.
So, guess who I just got off the phone with??? VERONICA!!! I got her cellphone number! It was so exciting. But I'm so sad because she's going to be in Pensacola this weekend and everyone going on the Conference is going to get to see her except ME! I have to play in the stupid wedding. Грустный день! Oh well. I get to see her next week. 3 more days, 3 more days. I don't know if I'm going to make it through this semester. Someone please remind me why I'm in school, and why I need to go, and why I have to learn SOCIOLOGY which is a bunch of crap that I will never use. Sorry. I just needed to get that out. Okay, I'm gonna go now and work on history homework once again. I hope you all have an absolutely wonderful night! It's cold out there, so wear a jacket in the morning. It's supposed to be 30 degrees! Oh, and happy March 1st! I can't believe it's March. March is a great month, though. Much better than February. It has Saint Patrick's Day, which is one of my favorite holidays. And it has a lot of great birthdays, and best of all SPRING BREAK! Arrivederci!
So, guess who I just got off the phone with??? VERONICA!!! I got her cellphone number! It was so exciting. But I'm so sad because she's going to be in Pensacola this weekend and everyone going on the Conference is going to get to see her except ME! I have to play in the stupid wedding. Грустный день! Oh well. I get to see her next week. 3 more days, 3 more days. I don't know if I'm going to make it through this semester. Someone please remind me why I'm in school, and why I need to go, and why I have to learn SOCIOLOGY which is a bunch of crap that I will never use. Sorry. I just needed to get that out. Okay, I'm gonna go now and work on history homework once again. I hope you all have an absolutely wonderful night! It's cold out there, so wear a jacket in the morning. It's supposed to be 30 degrees! Oh, and happy March 1st! I can't believe it's March. March is a great month, though. Much better than February. It has Saint Patrick's Day, which is one of my favorite holidays. And it has a lot of great birthdays, and best of all SPRING BREAK! Arrivederci!
Signs that it's time for Spring Break
Today Jenna and I were working on the set for our drama series coming up and we were looking for paint brushes in one of the church closets. She walked up to me and said, "Is did you found them?" I answered her without even realizing that what she had said made no sense. It had made perfect sense to me. Earlier today we were typing up a script on Microsoft Word, and in the script it had the phrase, "Oh my gosh." During the grammer/spell check, Word told us that we needed to change the word order of this phrase. So, if you hear us walking around saying, "Is did you found them? Oh gosh my!" you'll know where it came from. This probably isn't all that funny. But after running on six hours or less of sleep (except for that one glorious Friday) for the past month, everything starts sounding pretty funny. Oooh, if I go to bed now, I might make 6.5. Sounds good. Arrivederci!
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