summer plans
05.27.04 (9:46 am) [edit]well, hello visitor! you are looking at senior 05! or well, at least reading lol. i am in the computer lab at school right now cause i finished my final in anatomy really quick, so now i have nearly an hour to type to ya'll. except i have no idea what to talk about. can't talk about my life cause it's just plain boring, and ya'll don't particularly care to hear me complain or whatever. shouldn't be complaining anyway. so..... what's up? lol ok no.
do you think i should try to get featured? i don't have anything else to do with my 300 some odd tpoints anyway. might as well waste 'em trying to get featured cause i know i won't, cause no one actually visits my blog. actually...
you, in georgia...yes, i see you. you need to comment or something. you, my friend, are the only regular visitor i have besides my own friends. sad isn't it? o yes, sorry if i scared ya by calling you out like that. my counter service provides tons of info on every person that views my blog. ok, not tons, but city, state, country, kind of computer, and the comp's signature, and of course the all important how ya got to my blog. :D have i scared you yet? yes, beware *BWAHAHAHA* i know alot. lol j/k
o yes, a quick hello to my very few-and never returning- international visitors. ya'll never come back. *sniffle* hurt my feelings why don't you?! lol j/k i know my opinion doesn't matter to many people-considering there are only a few bIlLiOn people in the world-, but gosh dern it, it's fun to pretend my opinion counts for something :D
does it annoy anyone out there that i don't capitalize the beginning of my sentences? or i, or any other name for that matter. i do that cause the only words i capitalize are God, and Jesus, cause in my opinion, those are the only words that deserve to be capitalize. so no, i am not asking your opinion on my capitalization, because i don't really care about your opinion on that one, cause i will not change it anyway, don't bother answering the question i began this paragraph with.
guess what i did a bit ago? i turned my class ring around. :D now my class is facing outward, since there aren't any older classmen left to think i'm in their class, i might as well be proud of my class. yes, i didn't let anyone know that i was junior, unless they figured it out by themselves. hey, i'm supposed to be in class of 04 anyway-not because i failed, thank you- and i appear and carry myself unlike those that are "my" age. so ya, there :P
alright! only 30 more minutes to wait for that heavenly bell to ring, and i will be free at last. well, not completley, cause i'm doing summer school this summer-obviously-for economics. figured i might as well get it out of the way, since i am NOT taking it ap. that would be suicide. well, for me at least. i don't understand a thing about the real world. you know, all that money junk. makes no sense to me. can't cook, can't clean, can't do laundry...as chris h said, i'd make a horrible wife. ya ya, i'm working on that. that's another thing i'm doing this summer. i'm learning to cook, and do laundry! i can clean...i promise, i just don't like to do it, but i am going to be resposible this summer, and next year by keeping my room clean, (and helping with the rest of the house when i can, but don't tell my mom. i don't want to get sucked into cleaning the entire house alllllll the time.) and doing my own laundry. i gotta learn to iron too. dern it. my mom and grandma both are always complaining about ironing and how boring it is. that is one thing i am not looking forward to learning. the cleaning lady even complains about ironing. that's when you know it's bad.
alright, since i'm telling you all about my summer plans i'll go ahead and tell ya the rest.
i'm of course playing lots of tennis. which reminds me, i need to hit today. anyway... i'm going to tennis camp next week, then playing at least an hour a day the rest of the summer. also teaching my sis tennis lessons for money. :D i keep on telling myself, "oh, i'll start 'em tomorrow" never had. i think i will start them on saturday. but not sunday, obviously, and then the next one will have to wait till the week after next. also training up a storm this summer... gym twice a week, sprinting twice a week, and running a mile once... will do what ever i feel like doing of saturdays...maybe i'll save that day for my pilates. that sounds good. have to train my sis as well. yippie! for cash as well.
be working tournies as much as i can too. they pay great! 7.50 an hour until i go over 8 hours, then it's time and a half. last time i worked the tournie desk. maybe this time i can actually offical. might not be plesent out there in that heat though.
the fam's not sure where we're going to go on our last family vaca. kinda sad. bridget of course HAS to go to schliterbahn, but i refuse cause i really don't care to visit that den of sin. although those rides are soooo much fun! but we go there every year. so i'd rather do something else...like a dude ranch! but my sis wouldn't go for that once we got there cause she's never been camping in her life. poor deprived child. so, if a) you've read this far, and b) you have suggestions on where me and my fam should go for a summer vaca, do tell, if you please. thanks
well, i think i'll leave now...only 10 minutes left. don't forget to comment-especially you in georgia- and answer all those questions i asked of my audience. thanks :D faretheewell will a later time/date. God bless!
slumping society
05.23.04 (8:40 pm) [edit]finally! get time, and the health to write what i've been dYiNg to rant about for ages! :D i hope you're just as excited as i am!
yes, our society is going down the toliet. do you know how i can tell? thongs sized for two year olds...ya, not much needs to be said there. clothing in general...ooo i could go on for days. for those of you who know me, i am not that large. i weigh about 130, which is quite thin if you ask me for being 5'7", but wait, we forgot the 65 lb actresses and models that are "average" that our society yells at us to be like. uh huh. so yes, back to the clothes... i'm not that large...yet i find my clothes size getting larger and larger, and LARGER. i mean, i realize i've gained some weight over the year, but it's not bad weight... just went from skin and bones to nearly normal size. anyway, i now wear a large or extra large in t-shirts. the size "large" screams to anyone with half a brain cell, "you're fat!" are you kidding me?! i am nothing of the sort!! i will not have this! i don't know what i'm going to do about it, but i am determined to stop this madness! i wonder what those who are actually average size (average american female weighs 150) do for clothing? i mean, there's not much left after my large and extra large. shop in the men's department? no no, there's no style there. style! oh my gosh, i've just about had a heart attack over some of spring's new looks. i want you to get a real good picture of this one skirt i found, and you will never guess what store i found it in either. this skirt...almost cute. nice bleached blue jean material. but the problem is...the designer forgot to attach the rest of the skirt! the entire thing was around 6 inches long, with a slit that sliced half way up. i thought, "we'll maybe it's a scort" since i had seen one earlier that looked similar on the same clearance rack, but nope, nothing. so, we have one short short skirt, and one rear end hanging out it for everyone and their dog to see. this good. NO! o yes, the store... go on...take a stab at it. no, not wet seal. no, not 'zooks. no, not hot topic. try again. try beals...ya, the old granny store. what is this world coming to?! an end, an end my friend, cause if today's youth are ok with their rear ends hanging out of their clothes, next thing we know we'll be bowing to osama bin laden! ok, ya maybe that's a "hasty generalization"-curses! it's ms. popey back to haunt me!-but we still should have enough tact to dress decently. speaking of decently, have you seen the preview for catwoman with haley berry? i literally gaged at her costume. she might as well be wearing nothing. a lovely leather bra, tight leather pants, which practically aren't pants at all since they are ripped nearly to pieces all over, and those ridiculous leather straps across her abdomen. sick! that is one movie we ladies would only go to because our lustful sorry excuses for significant others want to go see.
what about tv and movies these days? the rebellious teenager thing. no, that is not real life. we teens have only been sucked into thinking that's how we're supposed to be, so we act that way. stupid, stupid, stupid! why not give our 'rents a chance? no, they don't know much, but they do know something, after all, they've lived this long, have they not? o yes, by the way, if you haven't gotten the vibe from the para above, people on tv are not real! *gasp* i know, isn't it horrible?! the lives portrayed are nothing like any of us non-tv-landers'. we do not get dumped, and get back at our ex in such extravegant ways, all the while aceing our exams, being number one at every sport and fine art offered at our school, have a full time job, and support 5 kids. sorry, life doesn't happen that way. bummer. not every girl has to have long blonde hair, or have the most gorgeous face, or the most toned body. we were not designed to look like that. guys do not have to actually fix their hair-actually, most of us girls like it just natural anyway- they do not have to be bluging with muscles-i think it's sick personally-they don't have to always have something whitty to say. and yes, it's fine when you look stupid...it's actually pretty cute. so, the moral of the story is.... [b]BE PROUD TO BE AVERAGE![/b]
now then, for you fashion designers out there. i have a solution to the problem issued in para one. make a nice line of modest clothing. a half way point. there are a few Christian girls out there that wish to not have everything hanging out of their clothes, and a bazillion pairs of masculine eyes watching their every breath. i promise. we don't want to look like old grannies... still moderatly trendy with a moralistic twist. get the idea? i'd get to it myself, if i knew a thing about fashion design and creating clothes, but that's not my nitch. i'm the one that buys boring, or seemingly ugly clothes from the 85% off rack, and give 'em a twist into something cute, and a bit trendy. i'll admit it, i do like to look nice, even though no one ever sees me in anything but t-shirts and jeans, except at church. but that is due to this whole modesty problem. so, snap to it, designers!
until my next wave of rants, or just random thought, may God bless your walk!
:-/
05.21.04 (9:53 am) [edit]you know what? this really stinks. i feel terrible, and i've been waiting for tblog to fix itself for a couple days, cause i have some ravin to do. but in light of my illness, i'm taking it easy. will return when i feel better.
p.s.- keep yankee, and trinity the turtles in your prayers. they both escaped into my backyard yesterday. yankee has been found, but he is injured; there has been no sign of trinity yet. :cry: so, keep them in your prayers would ya? thanks. God bless
following God
05.15.04 (2:23 am) [edit]adding a few things more before i head for bed.
you know, following God with every part of your life isn't so bad. let me use myself as an example here...not to pull the "holier than thou" thing, just for an example of the twists and turns of decision making.
i like to think i've made some sacrafices to follow God. i was just fine before all the giving up stuff-i won't make a list in respect to those who already think i pull the "holier than thou" 24/7. at least i thought i was at the time. but each time i do give up something, i find i didn't need it anyway, and am better off relying on God instead of whatever it was that was taking up my precious brain space. i only have so much space in my lil brain you know, and i think God would like to preside over most of it, or at least be involved in the decision making that goes on in there. i'm hoping ditching the tennis team will line up as the rest have. i've told different people different reasons for quitting (i am not a quitter at heart, believe you me, which is one of the reasons giving up the team is hard for me.) but the main one, and the first one, is to follow God cause i think He wanted me out of there a while back, and i just didn't listen. (once again, i promise, i'm not crazy, God does speak on occasions He sees fit. and ya, it's creepy) i think i would have had a much better year. one of joy instead of ...bla-ness (i can't pin point what this emotion is... so i've called it the "bla-s".) if i would have listened and ditched this stressor aka the team. no, i know i can't ditch all the stress in my life. we did a skit in sunday school the other day about how life would be without any stress. it was actually quite humorous. these people just decided to hang up on the bill collectors because "it's just too stressful to pay bills". lol. ya, we all know what happens then. so, yes, some stress is good. keeps ya movin.
i will tell ya what i've gotten in return for my sacrafices... peace. not just the momentary kind either. the God given kind. it's different somehow...it keeps going, and never fades. and no matter what happens, you just always know that everything will somehow turn out just how it's supposed to. you know what else i got? a closer walk with God. isn't that nifty? i think every true Christian i know is always talking about wanting a closer walk. and you know what else i got? safety. i'm safe from all those things that were harming me mentally, emotionally, and spritually...can't say physically cause i was a pretty good kid if i do say so myself before i came to Christ.
well, i have about 5 hours before i need to be out of bed so i can hit up the garage sales looking for stuff for my prayer room. so ya, if you have some old glass jars-no matter if they're cracked- i'll gladly give them a home in my prayer room. or some old cinder blocks and a couple 2X4s would be lovely...or any sort of brick or wood ya got lying around your house would be great. if ya donate something, you get to help me but the room together, and then have use of it when i'm done fixing it up if you'd like. also looking for any old Bibles...once again, no matter on the condition as long as the pages are legible, and all there...or mostly. or any study guide or Christian living title you might have lying around useless in storage. i'll gladly give it a new home. :D
ok, to bed. God bless!
persecution
05.15.04 (1:48 am) [edit]just thought i'd point out the new link on my blog for the vom site. great site. many many tales of men, women, boys, and girl sacrafices for the faith through many time periods, and countries. you should drop in...you'll be surprised at what you learn. we often get wrapped up in our own little world, and forget there are those out there right at this very moment are kneeling on bricks for hours on end (i've tried this for a demonstration ...believe me it hurts. couldn't even stay on for five minutes. yes, i am a weakling, so what?!)
ya...i'll probably be back here in a few with a new topic. :D
babbles
05.15.04 (1:08 am) [edit]hi guys! guess who's stuck at home, and bored on a friday night..yup, that would be me. "what a loser", ya, i know. :roll: oh well, must just accept the truth huh? lol.
well, i have nothing interesting to say off the top of my head, so i'll just rattle and see what comes of it.
i finally told coach that i won't be playing next year. i actually cried when i told her. i wasn't expecting that. i suppose i am a bit melancholy over leaving the team, because they've become like my family...a very disfunctional one, but a family none the less. i'll miss some of my team mates, others i will glady turn from. i think the reason i cried is because this is sort of a death of a part of me. it's been my dream since i was knee high to a grasshopper to be a varisty tennis cougar. now, that dream will never be realized. ya, i have the jacket complete with 3 letters as soon as i pick it up from the monogrammer, and a few patches too, but i was never truely recognized as a varsity player. i feel as if i've been cheated out of a bit of my life as well. i put 3 hard years in the cougar tennis program, and received nothing in return, except to be a practice dummy for other "better" players. it is nice to be able to put all the bad memories, and sorrows behind me now, and begin to heal from the wounds gashed in over the years. i pray that i will not become bitter over this matter, as i have in too many others. i've found that adage to be true, "it takes only a moment to become bitter, yet a life time to take it away". i don't want anymore bitterness. i'm just now coming to grips with some bitterness that has been piling high since....too long. i feel as if i'm tying up some loose ends... don't worry, i'm not planning on leaving ya'll anytime soon, but you never know when you'll be called home. must be prepared to go at any moment God feels my service to people on earth is complete.
which is why i need to contact a certain josh b. if anyone knows his number, or sn, or any other way i can get ahold of that boy, do tell!
hmmm....what else has filled my mind here lately.
here we go...has anyone read any good books here lately? looking for a reading list for the summer. so far i have [u]glorious appearing[/u], this one series by melody carlson i've been meaning to finish, and a few classics... not sure which classics to tackle yet. if you have any suggestions, would love to have them.
hmm...ya i think that's enough of my rambling for now..if i think of more stuff to bore you with, i'll stick it on here! aren't you excited? God bless by the way.
it's raining men!
05.11.04 (11:01 am) [edit]*music plays* *it's raining men, hallelujah, it's raining men, hallelujah* *record squeaks to a halt* [b]STOP THE MUSIC! [/b] you, stop dancing...there's no music... yes, it is raining men, but it's no miracle; it's a NIGHTMARE! every time i turn around and think i have a friend, i have no friend; all i have is a boyfriend-wanna-be!!! AHHHHHH!!!! *cries* why won't you all just leave the emotions out of it?!?! i only want friends; i can't have a boyfriend. why won't anyone help me with/understand my promise here?!?! i am getting so frustrated.
well, glad i put that on "paper". don't ask me explain, cause i'm just venting right now. so ya, later God bless!
pop ups
05.09.04 (10:19 pm) [edit]hi guys! long time no "see" huh? just thought i'd pop up and inform you all that whatever pop ups pop on this blog, i do NOT endorse, and have NOT put them on my blog on purpose. so, whatever ideas are presented on the pop ups do NOT represent the ideas of the blogger (ie: me) now that i've saved myself from being sued from some whack-o, i will leave since i can't think of anything interesting or whitty to say tonight. God bless!
not missing a thing
05.05.04 (11:03 am) [edit]well, now that taks is done and gone, as well as my sat, i have time to sit and ponder all the worlds problems again. :wink: or not. but i do have time to ponder my own problems. yes, i realize that sounds horrible selfish. but i was just thinking in terms of myself, but what i've come up with can be applied to any non-party going teen.
i was listening to what the people in my anatomy class did over the weekend on monday...just listening since i had nothing to add. the class was discussing a party at one of our fellow classmate's apartment over the week. apparently it was quite eventful. someone looked at someone else wrong, so person A was beat over the head with beer bottles by a gang of drunks. then of course, where violence occurs, the pigs follow, so along came the cops and took a couple people away. exciting, what a blast, fun....or not. i do not understand why people consider it fun to go out, get so drunk you can't speak, almost drown in your own barf, then not be able to remember your "great time" last night, and the only clue you have you even went out is that huge headache that looms over you for the entire day. i just don't get it. so my conclusion for today is: i am not missing out on anything of the "american high school experience". and i'm proud of it!
time ticks away, my friends. God bless you all!
