It has been too long since I posted here. I've been awful busy lately and haven't had the time to post - sorry!
I have been invited to go to Papaw's birthday party this weekend with Josh's family. I have accepted and will be going with them probably Saturday morning and returning on Sunday night so that we can make the 6:30 service. Apparently I'll like it out there, at least that's what Josh keeps telling me. He said that he didn't know how to describe where they live, he said it was a neighborhood, but you didn't feel like you were in one because there were so many trees you couldn't see the other houses. They live on the lake and have a paddle-boat, which we probably won't get to use until it's warm enough...we'll see. It'll be a blast! I always have a great time with Josh's family. His extended family, as well as his immediate, is so nice and very welcoming. The first time I saw them, they were hugging me like I was family. It was an odd feeling, but a very good one. They love me like I'm a granddaughter or niece - they even gave me presents at Christmas (I didn't expect them to)! Anyway, I'm thrilled to death and can't wait to see them all!
I'm also happy because I finally exchanged the duplicate CD that I got from my parents at Christmas. They had given me Thousand Foot Krutch's The Art of Breaking, which I already had. I exchanged that for the soundtrack to the movie The Phantom of the Opera. I own the movie and have watched it umpteen times. I've wanted the soundtrack for a while and I'm glad that I finally own it as well.
While in the store today I saw that King Kong and Memoirs of A Geisha are out on DVD for $17. I enjoyed both of those movies so much it's not even funny. I saw King Kong twice and had to keep myself from making an impulse purchase of Memoirs of A Geisha.
I won't rant about all of the bad things that have been happening. I'm in a good mood at the moment, which has been rare, especially today, and I want to keep it. I'll talk to you all later, I suppose. Tschüss!
Mittwoch, März 29, 2006
Montag, März 20, 2006
Sonntag, März 19, 2006
How Was The Trip?
It was amazing. The ski trip this year was so much fun. I pushed myself on the slopes, I conquered personal challenges for me and with others around me, I learned a lot and did a lot. Here's a link to the trail map in case you'd like to see the runs I name: http://ww2.skiwinterpark.com/downloads/WP-TrailMap-0506.pdf
The first day of skiing I went all the way up to Mary Jane (I had never been that high on the mountain before) and I rode the Zephyr lift (an accomplishment for me because it is very high off the ground and I am terrified of heights). It snowed all night the previous night, so the powder was really nice and while the morning was clear, it snowed during the afternoon and all that night as well.
The second day of skiing the weather was perfect! It was warm (low 30's) and the sun was shining all day long. I skied my first blue that day, the blue end of March Hare. We also took the first half of Jabberwocky which is a blue, later that afternoon. I chickened out on going up to Parsenn Bowl after lunch; I felt tired and wasn't sure I could handle it since I'd only skied two blues, both of which were short. I later regretted that decision.
The third day of skiing was alright. The sun was out in the morning, but soon a small blizzard came in. Kelley and I waited for Josh, John, and Taylor in the warming hut on Mary Jane while they went up to the bowl again. I had chickened out again, but this time for at least a semi-legitimate reason; I was feeling nauseous even though I had been drinking water and I was developing a headache. Plus it was windy up on Mary Jane and I was scared to go above the treeline on a two-person lift when it was that windy amidst the trees. After the boys returned, we all skied down the mountain, to the base, through the blizzard.
The run we came down last was Parkway, a green run that ended in a blue-equivalent slope, one that I had done several times but had always fallen on. This time was different though and I managed not to fall. I came down happy as could be because I didn't fall on Parkway. I came to the four who were waiting at the bottom. I pulled up next to Kelley and started doing a little dance because I didn't fall. As soon as I stopped dancing, I fell over. It was the funniest thing I could have done! I was laughing harder than everyone else, I think.
By the time we got down, the snow had virtually stopped. Josh wanted to do one more run before lunch and suggested doing Lower Hughes, a blue black. Kelley had mentioned doing that run simply because she wanted to "ride herself." I had taken off my skis already since I thought we were going to lunch as planned, but the boys and Kelley wanted to do Lower Hughes. I was feeling great after not having fallen on Parkway, so I let Josh and Kelley talk me into going. I told Josh that he was going to pay for my medical bills when I hurt myself if I did go. He agreed, so I went. John and Taylor plowed down the run while Kelley, Josh and I took it slow. I went down the run fairly easily, concentrating on "the trees rather than the forest" as Josh had advised. I focused on each turn, slowly parallelling down the mountain. I only fell once, which I was amazed at, and was crying for joy when I got down the mountain, in complete shock that I had successfully skied a blue black. Kelley and I told everyone about our accomplishment and with that, ended our skiing for this trip. We both wanted to end on a good note, so neither of us went with the boys after lunch.
That afternoon, after shopping, and watching the snow get heavier outside, Kelley and I were sitting at a table with some other crossroads people when groups of people came in saying that there was a white-out on the mountain and that they were closing lifts. The final report came that they were evacuating the mountain due to a blizzard. Most of the group was there at the tables anyway, so the leaders decided that if all the rooms were there, then we could leave early. It was only an hour early, so it wasn't too early, but still. All of the groups were there except Josh's, so I got permission to let my girls go back to the lodge with everyone else while I waited for Josh, John, and Taylor to get back. Trevor had to wait too, because the other three boys were the ones in his room. Trevor and I waited with Debbie for the boys to get back. About 10 minutes later, Josh came up the stairs to the lunch area, covered in snow and out of breath. He said they were closing the lifts due to lightning, which is odd for a blizzard. The three of them made it back safely and we ended up being on the same bus as my girls, so everything worked out in the end.
The bus rides were long and almost torturous (I think I just made that word up) making flying seem so much more worth the extra $150, but we had fun and bonded, so that is a plus. The bus ride home seemed shorter than the ride there, but I think the time of day had something to do with that. Overall, it was a great experience. I think skiing in the Alps would be freaking awesome - maybe I can do that when I go to Germany. ;)
Josh leaves to go back to college today. It'll be sad to see him go as usual, but moreso this time because I've spent an entire week with him. I almost can't wait for the regular routine to begin again, but at the same time, I love not having to worry about school or waking up at a certain time and I most definitely enjoy having Josh only 20 minutes away again. Hope your spring break was great. Tschüss!
The first day of skiing I went all the way up to Mary Jane (I had never been that high on the mountain before) and I rode the Zephyr lift (an accomplishment for me because it is very high off the ground and I am terrified of heights). It snowed all night the previous night, so the powder was really nice and while the morning was clear, it snowed during the afternoon and all that night as well.
The second day of skiing the weather was perfect! It was warm (low 30's) and the sun was shining all day long. I skied my first blue that day, the blue end of March Hare. We also took the first half of Jabberwocky which is a blue, later that afternoon. I chickened out on going up to Parsenn Bowl after lunch; I felt tired and wasn't sure I could handle it since I'd only skied two blues, both of which were short. I later regretted that decision.
The third day of skiing was alright. The sun was out in the morning, but soon a small blizzard came in. Kelley and I waited for Josh, John, and Taylor in the warming hut on Mary Jane while they went up to the bowl again. I had chickened out again, but this time for at least a semi-legitimate reason; I was feeling nauseous even though I had been drinking water and I was developing a headache. Plus it was windy up on Mary Jane and I was scared to go above the treeline on a two-person lift when it was that windy amidst the trees. After the boys returned, we all skied down the mountain, to the base, through the blizzard.
The run we came down last was Parkway, a green run that ended in a blue-equivalent slope, one that I had done several times but had always fallen on. This time was different though and I managed not to fall. I came down happy as could be because I didn't fall on Parkway. I came to the four who were waiting at the bottom. I pulled up next to Kelley and started doing a little dance because I didn't fall. As soon as I stopped dancing, I fell over. It was the funniest thing I could have done! I was laughing harder than everyone else, I think.
By the time we got down, the snow had virtually stopped. Josh wanted to do one more run before lunch and suggested doing Lower Hughes, a blue black. Kelley had mentioned doing that run simply because she wanted to "ride herself." I had taken off my skis already since I thought we were going to lunch as planned, but the boys and Kelley wanted to do Lower Hughes. I was feeling great after not having fallen on Parkway, so I let Josh and Kelley talk me into going. I told Josh that he was going to pay for my medical bills when I hurt myself if I did go. He agreed, so I went. John and Taylor plowed down the run while Kelley, Josh and I took it slow. I went down the run fairly easily, concentrating on "the trees rather than the forest" as Josh had advised. I focused on each turn, slowly parallelling down the mountain. I only fell once, which I was amazed at, and was crying for joy when I got down the mountain, in complete shock that I had successfully skied a blue black. Kelley and I told everyone about our accomplishment and with that, ended our skiing for this trip. We both wanted to end on a good note, so neither of us went with the boys after lunch.
That afternoon, after shopping, and watching the snow get heavier outside, Kelley and I were sitting at a table with some other crossroads people when groups of people came in saying that there was a white-out on the mountain and that they were closing lifts. The final report came that they were evacuating the mountain due to a blizzard. Most of the group was there at the tables anyway, so the leaders decided that if all the rooms were there, then we could leave early. It was only an hour early, so it wasn't too early, but still. All of the groups were there except Josh's, so I got permission to let my girls go back to the lodge with everyone else while I waited for Josh, John, and Taylor to get back. Trevor had to wait too, because the other three boys were the ones in his room. Trevor and I waited with Debbie for the boys to get back. About 10 minutes later, Josh came up the stairs to the lunch area, covered in snow and out of breath. He said they were closing the lifts due to lightning, which is odd for a blizzard. The three of them made it back safely and we ended up being on the same bus as my girls, so everything worked out in the end.
The bus rides were long and almost torturous (I think I just made that word up) making flying seem so much more worth the extra $150, but we had fun and bonded, so that is a plus. The bus ride home seemed shorter than the ride there, but I think the time of day had something to do with that. Overall, it was a great experience. I think skiing in the Alps would be freaking awesome - maybe I can do that when I go to Germany. ;)
Josh leaves to go back to college today. It'll be sad to see him go as usual, but moreso this time because I've spent an entire week with him. I almost can't wait for the regular routine to begin again, but at the same time, I love not having to worry about school or waking up at a certain time and I most definitely enjoy having Josh only 20 minutes away again. Hope your spring break was great. Tschüss!
Montag, März 06, 2006
How Do I Do It?
My English class. There is none other like it. I have to read so much freaking stuff, most of which I don't like. I don't mind reading it at all, it's writing about it that I mind. Every single time we read something, we have to write about it in our stupid writing journals. Not only that, but each entry has to be at least one page long. Most of what we have to read is poetry and if you have, say, a four line poem about fish hooks and eyes, how on earth are you supposed to write about it for a freaking page???
We're keeping these stupid books as helpful insight into our topics for our research papers. We are to take a single work that we have read so far from our assigned books and we are supposed to create a ten page literary criticism of that work. I do not want to criticize anything, I do not want to have to fill nine pages with utter crap that I made up because I can not think "critically" like the teacher is instructing us to do. We are supposed to have a poem written by Thursday, "inspired" by another work that we have read (which means we have to write in their style and copy some of their words or phrases." We did a photograph poem in the same manner, inspired by one of two works. We were allowed to choose which one to mimick, which was nice, but my poem still sucked because I was not only forced to write a poem, but also do it using another person's style! How incredibly frustrating!!! If I didn't need 12 hours to stay on my parent's insurance, I would drop this class.
We're having our mid-term on Thursday. I'm supposed to be able to remember sections of things I read from the book (over 25 of them) and be able to tell which work it came from and how to analyze it from a Marxist or feminist or structuralist point-of-view. I can't do that. We're also supposed to have all these literary terms known by now, a lot of which are from basic English class in second grade. I never learned them. I tried. I still don't know them and we even went over them in class. I can not retain information whatsoever. She claims that this is a test that no one can fail. I get the feeling that I'm going to prove her wrong.
I CANNOT BE FORCED TO WRITE POETRY!!!
I am so angry and frustrated that I have tears rolling down my cheeks.
I thought writing this would make me feel better. I think it has only fueled the fire. I'm going to go play Red Alert and kill things.
We're keeping these stupid books as helpful insight into our topics for our research papers. We are to take a single work that we have read so far from our assigned books and we are supposed to create a ten page literary criticism of that work. I do not want to criticize anything, I do not want to have to fill nine pages with utter crap that I made up because I can not think "critically" like the teacher is instructing us to do. We are supposed to have a poem written by Thursday, "inspired" by another work that we have read (which means we have to write in their style and copy some of their words or phrases." We did a photograph poem in the same manner, inspired by one of two works. We were allowed to choose which one to mimick, which was nice, but my poem still sucked because I was not only forced to write a poem, but also do it using another person's style! How incredibly frustrating!!! If I didn't need 12 hours to stay on my parent's insurance, I would drop this class.
We're having our mid-term on Thursday. I'm supposed to be able to remember sections of things I read from the book (over 25 of them) and be able to tell which work it came from and how to analyze it from a Marxist or feminist or structuralist point-of-view. I can't do that. We're also supposed to have all these literary terms known by now, a lot of which are from basic English class in second grade. I never learned them. I tried. I still don't know them and we even went over them in class. I can not retain information whatsoever. She claims that this is a test that no one can fail. I get the feeling that I'm going to prove her wrong.
I CANNOT BE FORCED TO WRITE POETRY!!!
I am so angry and frustrated that I have tears rolling down my cheeks.
I thought writing this would make me feel better. I think it has only fueled the fire. I'm going to go play Red Alert and kill things.
Samstag, März 04, 2006
Tenjewberrymuds
This is something I got from my Dad - where he got it, I don't know, but it's hilarious. I couldn't read the entire thing without stopping to laugh everytime the Room Service person spoke. One thing - you have to say it out loud when you read it to get the full effect.
The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:
Room Service (RS): "Morrin; Roon sirbees."
Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."
RS: "Rye...Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor Sunteen??"
G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."
RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"
G: "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."
RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"
G: "Crisp will be fine."
RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"
G: "What?"
RS: "An toes. July Sahn toes?"
G: "I don't think so."
RS: "No? Judo wan Sahn toes?"
G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."
RS: "Toes! Toes!...Why Jew don Juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"
G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."
RS: "We bodder?"
G: "No...just put the bodder on the side."
RS: "Wad!?"
G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."
RS: "Copy?"
G: "Excuse me?"
RS: "Copy...tea...meel?"
G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."
RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish Moppin we bodder on sigh and copy...rye?"
G: "Whatever you say."
RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."
G: "You're very welcome."
The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:
Room Service (RS): "Morrin; Roon sirbees."
Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."
RS: "Rye...Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor Sunteen??"
G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."
RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"
G: "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."
RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"
G: "Crisp will be fine."
RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"
G: "What?"
RS: "An toes. July Sahn toes?"
G: "I don't think so."
RS: "No? Judo wan Sahn toes?"
G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."
RS: "Toes! Toes!...Why Jew don Juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"
G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."
RS: "We bodder?"
G: "No...just put the bodder on the side."
RS: "Wad!?"
G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."
RS: "Copy?"
G: "Excuse me?"
RS: "Copy...tea...meel?"
G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."
RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish Moppin we bodder on sigh and copy...rye?"
G: "Whatever you say."
RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."
G: "You're very welcome."
Mittwoch, März 01, 2006
Update
Sorry it took me so long to post on here - I've been busy lately.
The Mozart concert was incredible! I want to start going to DSO (Dallas Symphony Orchestra) concerts more often. The seats were only $28 and we sat up in the highest tier, the Grand Tier, almost in the exact middle of the row; the view was awesome!
The violin soloist (other than the conductor) was a beautiful young woman named Viviane Hagner. She was born in Munich (I have yet to find out how old she is, as it didn't say her birthday in the program or on her site) and she has played with many different famous philharmonic orchestras. She was absolutely stunning when we saw her - she can make that violin sing, laugh or cry - whatever fits the music that she's playing. She's an excellent violinist, perhaps even a virtuoso violinist. I've added her page to my links if you want to read more about her many accomplishments.
The concert was an overall great experience, though it was hard to concentrate at times. One person opened a plastic wrapper of some sort and it was so loud and lasted for what seemed like minutes but was only about 30 seconds. They were only two rows behind Josh and I. The lady to my left kept text messaging on her phone throughout the concert and although she tried to hide the light with her hand, the light was still distracting and the vibrating seemed so lound in the room that was made to carry sound. She even answered her phone in the middle of the movement! Granted, she whispered and she was speaking Japanese or Chinese so her words were short, but still. I tried not to let it distract me, but some things are unavoidable. If you've ever been to a classical concert (and if you haven't, you should), you'd know what I'm talking about. I was surprised how often concert etiquette was broken, truthfully.
Yesterday I had a sore throat all day long. It's the kind that throat lozenges don't help, it just keeps hurting and hurting. I had a headache so bad that my cheeks hurt and tylenol didn't help. Dustin's mom scared me half to death when she said that strep is going around right now - I don't want to have strep.
I'm going skiing with the youth group in a week and a half. Josh and I are going to be chaparons for the high school group. I'm so excited about it! Josh wants to take me up all the way to Parsenn Bowl by the time we're done skiing. If you want to see a map of the trails, click here: http://ww2.skiwinterpark.com/downloads/WP-TrailMap-0506.pdf. Anyway, this trip should prove to be interesting. I'm excited and can't wait to get up there!
I start work at M&A again tomorrow after school. I'll be working from 7 to at least 8 with an hour lunch break, which will make for a very long day.
I'm going to a TFK (Thousand Foot Krutch) concert tonight with Tracy and I can't wait!!! TFK is one of my favorite bands. They're playing in Old Town Lewisville tonight - it's going to be a blast! Literally!
Bis später, tschüss!
The Mozart concert was incredible! I want to start going to DSO (Dallas Symphony Orchestra) concerts more often. The seats were only $28 and we sat up in the highest tier, the Grand Tier, almost in the exact middle of the row; the view was awesome!
The violin soloist (other than the conductor) was a beautiful young woman named Viviane Hagner. She was born in Munich (I have yet to find out how old she is, as it didn't say her birthday in the program or on her site) and she has played with many different famous philharmonic orchestras. She was absolutely stunning when we saw her - she can make that violin sing, laugh or cry - whatever fits the music that she's playing. She's an excellent violinist, perhaps even a virtuoso violinist. I've added her page to my links if you want to read more about her many accomplishments.
The concert was an overall great experience, though it was hard to concentrate at times. One person opened a plastic wrapper of some sort and it was so loud and lasted for what seemed like minutes but was only about 30 seconds. They were only two rows behind Josh and I. The lady to my left kept text messaging on her phone throughout the concert and although she tried to hide the light with her hand, the light was still distracting and the vibrating seemed so lound in the room that was made to carry sound. She even answered her phone in the middle of the movement! Granted, she whispered and she was speaking Japanese or Chinese so her words were short, but still. I tried not to let it distract me, but some things are unavoidable. If you've ever been to a classical concert (and if you haven't, you should), you'd know what I'm talking about. I was surprised how often concert etiquette was broken, truthfully.
Yesterday I had a sore throat all day long. It's the kind that throat lozenges don't help, it just keeps hurting and hurting. I had a headache so bad that my cheeks hurt and tylenol didn't help. Dustin's mom scared me half to death when she said that strep is going around right now - I don't want to have strep.
I'm going skiing with the youth group in a week and a half. Josh and I are going to be chaparons for the high school group. I'm so excited about it! Josh wants to take me up all the way to Parsenn Bowl by the time we're done skiing. If you want to see a map of the trails, click here: http://ww2.skiwinterpark.com/downloads/WP-TrailMap-0506.pdf. Anyway, this trip should prove to be interesting. I'm excited and can't wait to get up there!
I start work at M&A again tomorrow after school. I'll be working from 7 to at least 8 with an hour lunch break, which will make for a very long day.
I'm going to a TFK (Thousand Foot Krutch) concert tonight with Tracy and I can't wait!!! TFK is one of my favorite bands. They're playing in Old Town Lewisville tonight - it's going to be a blast! Literally!
Bis später, tschüss!
Dienstag, Februar 21, 2006
I Lied
The poem isn't finished. I still can't come up with an ending that suits it. I think the first one I posted is the one I'm going to stick with, the one with "I didn't know it would end so soon." at the end. Sorry guys. I guess my teacher was right, poets obsess over every little detail.
I don't think I'm going to go to the Gateway church's Bible study anymore - they're too charasmatic for me and there are enough false things being taught there that it outweighs the good.
Good night, everyone. Bis später.
I don't think I'm going to go to the Gateway church's Bible study anymore - they're too charasmatic for me and there are enough false things being taught there that it outweighs the good.
Good night, everyone. Bis später.
Johari Window
Chris had an interesting link on her page - I made one for me too. I'd like to see what people really think of me.
http://kevan.org/johari?name=the+Guin
http://kevan.org/johari?name=the+Guin
Finished Work
Here is the finished poem (in case you all care); yes, I dare call it complete.
Friends ‘Til the End
I didn’t know it would end so soon.
Forever is not reality
She will go her way
And I will go mine
Friends like we used to be
Is what we dream of
Each of us dreamed
While we were in grade school
That when each of us took our turn
Wearing the white dress
The other would be there
To share our happiness
In the color of our choice
After the ceremony
In the years to come
We would have coffee and lunch
To reminisce about the past
From childhood to present
And the childhood that is to be
In about 9 months and after
We promised to be friends forever
Sitting on the porch drinking lemonade
Sharing pictures and stories
Of our children and theirs
Laughing at how similar our children are
To us when we were that age
Looking back on all we'd been through together
Standing on the grave of my beloved
Tears falling to the ground
She held me as I cried
She comforted me
As only a lifelong friend could
Standing at the gates of the cemetery
Only a few yards away
Is where she lay
We always wondered who would last
I lay beside the tombstone
As if she were there beside me
Just like when we were kids
And the room was dark
When we giggled until sunrise
About the boy that gave us a valentine
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
I have a lot of homework to do so I'll let you go here. There is one thing: Isn't it amazing how moods can be affected by writing? I was in a horrid mood last night (no matter how hard I tried to fight it, and I did) so I sat down to write on my blog and "vent" but this formed in my head, so I wrote it down. You have no idea how much better I felt after writing it. A weight had been lifted, I'll tell you that much. *shrug* God works in mysterious ways.
Tschüss!
Montag, Februar 20, 2006
A New Poem
I have just finished a new composition. I can't decide on the ending, though. I'll take it to my English teacher in the morning and see what she thinks. I'll put the alternate ending at the end of the poem (only the last paragraph/stanza is changed) so you can see what's on my mind, but the ending I have is the one I'm leaning towards. It's not like it's going to be published or anything, but still.
Friends ‘Til the End
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
She will go her way
And I will go mine
Friends like we used to be
Is what we dream of
Each of us dreamed
While we were in grade school
That when each of us took our turn
Wearing the white dress
The other would be there
To share our happiness
In the color of our choice
After the ceremony
In the years to come
We would have coffee and lunch
To reminisce about the past
From childhood to present
And the childhood that is to be
In about 9 months and after
Sitting on the porch drinking lemonade
Sharing pictures and stories
Of our children and theirs
Laughing at how similar our children are
To us when we were that age
Looking back on all we'd been through together
Standing on the grave of my beloved
Tears falling to the ground
She held me as I cried
She comforted me
As only a lifelong friend could
Standing at the gates of the cemetery
Only a few yards away
Is where she lay
We always wondered who would last
I lay beside the tombstone
As if she were there beside me
Just like when we were kids
And the room was dark
When we giggled until sunrise
About the boy that gave us a valentine
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
I didn’t know it would end so soon.
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
She will go her way
And I will go mine
Friends like we used to be
Is what we dream of
Each of us dreamed
While we were in grade school
That when each of us took our turn
Wearing the white dress
The other would be there
To share our happiness
In the color of our choice
After the ceremony
In the years to come
We would have coffee and lunch
To reminisce about the past
From childhood to present
And the childhood that is to be
In about 9 months and after
Sitting on the porch drinking lemonade
Sharing pictures and stories
Of our children and theirs
Laughing at how similar our children are
To us when we were that age
Looking back on all we'd been through together
Standing on the grave of my beloved
Tears falling to the ground
She held me as I cried
She comforted me
As only a lifelong friend could
Standing at the gates of the cemetery
Only a few yards away
Is where she lay
We always wondered who would last
I lay beside the tombstone
As if she were there beside me
Just like when we were kids
And the room was dark
When we giggled until sunrise
About the boy that gave us a valentine
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
I didn’t know it would end so soon.
Alternate ending:
We promised to be friends forever
Forever is not reality
Forever is not reality
Montag, Februar 13, 2006
Surprise!
The women's retreat was great fun. I was dissappointed that I didn't get to talk to Lori like I wanted, but we can always go to coffee sometime. I had a great time with Kelley, getting to know more about her and so on. I made a new friend at the retreat, too. Her name is Kathy and she has a son that's about my age. She and her family just got back from England; they had to move for her husband's job. Apparently her son and I share some views and we were talking about them over lunch on Saturday. She's a great, godly woman and I can't wait to get to know more about her.
Saturday afternoon we had freetime from 1:30 - 4:30 and during the second half of freetime, Kelley and I went to a "spa" thing. The sign-up sheet said something about hand and foot treatment and Kelley and I thought that sounded fun, so we signed up for it and went at the specified time. The first thing we did when we got there was we washed our faces as we were instructed. We looked at the sun damage on our faces under a black light, then we put this slightly-heavier-than-water substance on our faces. As the woman handed out the "glue," she told us that we were recieving a chemical peel. I started worrying, afraid that the horror story that I saw on tv would become my reality. The character had a bright red, blistered face after recieving a chemical peel. I had already put it on my face and I didn't want to offend all the other ladies by not doing it, so I went through with it, assuring myself that I would be ok. After getting my lips and hands exfoliated, we were allowed to peel off the mask. Kelley's face turned bright red immediately and stayed that way for about an hour. My face felt fine at first, but a few minutes after peeling all the gunk off, I felt something painful. Each of the pores on my face felt like they had a flame burning inside of them. I had never felt anything like it before. About an hour after the intense burning sensation had first begun, I started getting this massive headache which made me dizzy at times. I took some Excedrin and it never kicked in. It lightened up a little bit before I went to bed and in the morning it was gone, and my face was no longer burning. My face is all soft now, so I guess that's good.
Between a lack of sleep and having had so much pain for so long the day before, I was exhausted. Mom and I went to lunch on the way home and had a great conversation about Germany. Kelley and I were wanting to make valentines that night after church and I had to get the supplies from the store because Kelley had to work. Mom went with me to the store, then we went home. As soon as we pulled up, John burst out the door to help us carry in our luggage, almost as if he were watching for us to come home. I shrugged it off, I was tired and had a bunch of stuff that I had to carry in, so I didn't mind the help. I took my armload of stuff to my room and just as I was reaching for the knob to open the door, it opens for me and Josh is standing there, welcoming me home. Josh said that I looked scared, but I think that was due to the fact that I was so tired I couldn't get surprised on my face quick enough.
He had come in town because he needed pictures for his study abroad application and he went with his mom to get them done. He came in town Friday night and because he knew I was away, he didn't tell me that he was home because he knew I'd be miserable at the retreat if I knew (he knows me well), so he figured he'd just surprise me on Sunday. He brought me the most beautiful valentine's present (besides himself): a pair of earrings, 10 karat created heart-shaped rubies surrounded by a gold heart and a small diamond just above the heart. I'd put a picture on here, but my camera sucks and has no focus. Anyways, they are beautiful. He gave them to me in such a romantic way, too. He's a heart-melter, that's for sure. I gave him his giant squish-pillow kiss (it's a replica of a Hershey's kiss) and told him that his real valentine's present is waiting, that I still have to finish making it, so he can't have it until he comes in town for the concert where the Dallas Symphony Orchestra is playing pieces which were composed by Mozart. I can't wait to show him what I've got planned!
Ok, I think that's all. I'm going to have a nap now and I will talk to you all later. Bis später.
Saturday afternoon we had freetime from 1:30 - 4:30 and during the second half of freetime, Kelley and I went to a "spa" thing. The sign-up sheet said something about hand and foot treatment and Kelley and I thought that sounded fun, so we signed up for it and went at the specified time. The first thing we did when we got there was we washed our faces as we were instructed. We looked at the sun damage on our faces under a black light, then we put this slightly-heavier-than-water substance on our faces. As the woman handed out the "glue," she told us that we were recieving a chemical peel. I started worrying, afraid that the horror story that I saw on tv would become my reality. The character had a bright red, blistered face after recieving a chemical peel. I had already put it on my face and I didn't want to offend all the other ladies by not doing it, so I went through with it, assuring myself that I would be ok. After getting my lips and hands exfoliated, we were allowed to peel off the mask. Kelley's face turned bright red immediately and stayed that way for about an hour. My face felt fine at first, but a few minutes after peeling all the gunk off, I felt something painful. Each of the pores on my face felt like they had a flame burning inside of them. I had never felt anything like it before. About an hour after the intense burning sensation had first begun, I started getting this massive headache which made me dizzy at times. I took some Excedrin and it never kicked in. It lightened up a little bit before I went to bed and in the morning it was gone, and my face was no longer burning. My face is all soft now, so I guess that's good.
Between a lack of sleep and having had so much pain for so long the day before, I was exhausted. Mom and I went to lunch on the way home and had a great conversation about Germany. Kelley and I were wanting to make valentines that night after church and I had to get the supplies from the store because Kelley had to work. Mom went with me to the store, then we went home. As soon as we pulled up, John burst out the door to help us carry in our luggage, almost as if he were watching for us to come home. I shrugged it off, I was tired and had a bunch of stuff that I had to carry in, so I didn't mind the help. I took my armload of stuff to my room and just as I was reaching for the knob to open the door, it opens for me and Josh is standing there, welcoming me home. Josh said that I looked scared, but I think that was due to the fact that I was so tired I couldn't get surprised on my face quick enough.
He had come in town because he needed pictures for his study abroad application and he went with his mom to get them done. He came in town Friday night and because he knew I was away, he didn't tell me that he was home because he knew I'd be miserable at the retreat if I knew (he knows me well), so he figured he'd just surprise me on Sunday. He brought me the most beautiful valentine's present (besides himself): a pair of earrings, 10 karat created heart-shaped rubies surrounded by a gold heart and a small diamond just above the heart. I'd put a picture on here, but my camera sucks and has no focus. Anyways, they are beautiful. He gave them to me in such a romantic way, too. He's a heart-melter, that's for sure. I gave him his giant squish-pillow kiss (it's a replica of a Hershey's kiss) and told him that his real valentine's present is waiting, that I still have to finish making it, so he can't have it until he comes in town for the concert where the Dallas Symphony Orchestra is playing pieces which were composed by Mozart. I can't wait to show him what I've got planned!
Ok, I think that's all. I'm going to have a nap now and I will talk to you all later. Bis später.
Donnerstag, Februar 09, 2006
Valentine's Celebration
Josh is coming in town the 24-26 to go to a Mozart concert with me. I'm planning on this being part of his V-day present. I got him two other small gifts, but I want to do something a little bigger for him. I think JPatch and Lori are right - food is the way to go. I have a fantastic idea, but I can't tell - just in case he reads this. Oh my gosh! This is a GREAT idea! Oh, I'm so excited now! Thanks, guys!
My mom talked to Ed (her boss at work) and asked him if there were any job openings. Starting next month, I'm going to be working with my mom, Seanathan, Pat, and Evan up on the mezanine doing the same thing I did before I started working at the clinic. I'll do that on Tuesdays and Thursdays and work with my dad and the rest of the crew on Wednesday and Friday nights doing the "Plano Project." About a two years ago M&A recieved an order from Plano ISD to upgrade all of the computer systems in the district. The entire project took a year and a half to complete, so I'll be helping them for a while. I'll still be working for the clinic on Saturdays and Sundays, so basically I'll be working every day of the week except Monday. It'll be busy, but I don't mind. I get paid more by the hour at M&A and my car will be paid off in June, so I can save $100 more per month after that. I'll save everything that I don't need for bills, which means that I'll be going to Germany next summer! WOOT!!! *does a little dance* Just the thought of it makes me giddy. Of course only time will tell the truth, but it's not a bad goal to have set, right?
I've got laundry to do and an assignment to turn in so I'll talk to you all later. You probably won't hear from me for a few days because I'm going on the Women's Retreat this weekend. Talk to you all later! Bis später. Tschüss.
My mom talked to Ed (her boss at work) and asked him if there were any job openings. Starting next month, I'm going to be working with my mom, Seanathan, Pat, and Evan up on the mezanine doing the same thing I did before I started working at the clinic. I'll do that on Tuesdays and Thursdays and work with my dad and the rest of the crew on Wednesday and Friday nights doing the "Plano Project." About a two years ago M&A recieved an order from Plano ISD to upgrade all of the computer systems in the district. The entire project took a year and a half to complete, so I'll be helping them for a while. I'll still be working for the clinic on Saturdays and Sundays, so basically I'll be working every day of the week except Monday. It'll be busy, but I don't mind. I get paid more by the hour at M&A and my car will be paid off in June, so I can save $100 more per month after that. I'll save everything that I don't need for bills, which means that I'll be going to Germany next summer! WOOT!!! *does a little dance* Just the thought of it makes me giddy. Of course only time will tell the truth, but it's not a bad goal to have set, right?
I've got laundry to do and an assignment to turn in so I'll talk to you all later. You probably won't hear from me for a few days because I'm going on the Women's Retreat this weekend. Talk to you all later! Bis später. Tschüss.
Dienstag, Februar 07, 2006
Minor Update
In case you haven't noticed, I'm trying to blog more. I really started slacking in that area. I don't feel that it's important enough to wake up just so I can blog everyday, but I do want to post at least every other day. Weekends may be an exception, what with work and any homework and such.
Speaking of weekends, I went shopping with Chris on Saturday. We had a blast - at least I did - and it was almost like we never left off, with the exception that I knew virtually nothing of Daniel. I learned about him and their plans for dating and whatnot all while we were shopping for his Valentine's Day present. I won't spoil what his present is, but a lot of forethought and planning has gone into this gift, and I know he'll love it.
-beginning of rabbit trail- Chris and I, and probably most of the female population, have notice that Valentine's Day is geared towards females. There's chocolate and roses and chocolate and candy and chocolate and stuffed animals as far as the eye can see and chocolate and even more chocolate clothed in red, white, and pink. So, women around the world are asking themselves, "What on earth do I get my boyfriend/husband/significant other?" I have found, from asking several different people, including men, that there are four answers to this question: 1) A watch, 2) A necklace, 3) Nothing, or 4) Something creative. What happens when he already has a nice watch, he already wears a necklace constantly, and you are short on the creativity pole and won't accept giving him nothing? Thank you, Hallmark, for creating yet another holiday that brings you profit and manages to leave someone feeling hurt and unloved. -end of rabbit trail-
I aced my math test. I've never aced anything before. It's a great feeling.
My English teacher is, so far, the best teacher I have ever had. She is giving only 5 people in our class the change to judge a UIL competition. I'm not sure if each of us is going to judge one catagory (I think that's what you'd call it) or if all 5 of us will judge everything, but I do know that two of the catagories we'll be able to judge are speech and writing. I'm not sure about the details, but she said that she wasn't inviting the entire class, only 5 specific people. And, we're getting paid to do it! Heh heh heh. The competition is March 24. These are all the details I know right now. I'm sure she'll tell us more later. Just the thought of it is so exciting! What an honor!
Sarah's strutting around on the table with his crest erect - he's so goofy.
Josh and I were talking about the ski trip today and he said that his goal was to get to Parsenn Bowl and to take me with him. He said we'd work our way up to it but that we'd get there no matter what. I'm excited and nervous all at the same time. I'm glad he gave me time so I can psych myself up for it. I can't wait to go - I absolutely love to snow ski. Can you believe I'm old enough to be a chaperone?
My quest for Germany continues. I haven't looked up mission organizations yet, but there's still the money factor. I'll wait until next summer if I have to, but I'd rather go this summer, obviously. Maybe I can work with M&A over the summer and then I'll get more money than I woould at the animal clinic. Hmm... *starts scheming*
I'm going to a Bible study tonight with Lucas. I went with him two weeks ago and it was very different from a study at Crossroads. It's in a big church in Southlake (I can't think of the name at the moment) and their music is that of Acquire the Fire or some other youth outreach style get-together. They have lights and loud music and drums in a box (to help mute the drums). Their announcements are done through powerpoint slides and homemade-on-the-computer movies. The speaker presented a mixed message, at least from my point of view. Half of the things he said I agreed with and the other half weren't true at all. Half of what he said had a seeker-oriented feel and the other half was deeper and more solid feeling message. He used about five different translations of the Bible throughout the message, choosing the wording that he liked best to help him get his message across. They had an alter call at the end of the message and at the end of the night I was confused. I wanted him to pick either the truth or lies and stick with one or the other when he spoke. If ever there was a man who could speak both simultaneously, it was he. And something else that I found interesting; he would say the stupidest things and think he was funny. The crowd of college-aged kids would laugh sometimes, but not all the time. I think I laughed once and raised my eyebrow in confusion of how he thought what he said was funny the rest of the time. All-in-all, there was a very seeker approach, but I've only gone once. I've been invited again and I'm going (obviously). We'll see how this one goes - if it's the same seeker service or if it gets deeper.
I must be off, now. I should probably feed myself before I go. See you all later!
Oh! I'm going to the Women's Retreat this weekend and it's going to be a blast!!! Tschüss!
Speaking of weekends, I went shopping with Chris on Saturday. We had a blast - at least I did - and it was almost like we never left off, with the exception that I knew virtually nothing of Daniel. I learned about him and their plans for dating and whatnot all while we were shopping for his Valentine's Day present. I won't spoil what his present is, but a lot of forethought and planning has gone into this gift, and I know he'll love it.
-beginning of rabbit trail- Chris and I, and probably most of the female population, have notice that Valentine's Day is geared towards females. There's chocolate and roses and chocolate and candy and chocolate and stuffed animals as far as the eye can see and chocolate and even more chocolate clothed in red, white, and pink. So, women around the world are asking themselves, "What on earth do I get my boyfriend/husband/significant other?" I have found, from asking several different people, including men, that there are four answers to this question: 1) A watch, 2) A necklace, 3) Nothing, or 4) Something creative. What happens when he already has a nice watch, he already wears a necklace constantly, and you are short on the creativity pole and won't accept giving him nothing? Thank you, Hallmark, for creating yet another holiday that brings you profit and manages to leave someone feeling hurt and unloved. -end of rabbit trail-
I aced my math test. I've never aced anything before. It's a great feeling.
My English teacher is, so far, the best teacher I have ever had. She is giving only 5 people in our class the change to judge a UIL competition. I'm not sure if each of us is going to judge one catagory (I think that's what you'd call it) or if all 5 of us will judge everything, but I do know that two of the catagories we'll be able to judge are speech and writing. I'm not sure about the details, but she said that she wasn't inviting the entire class, only 5 specific people. And, we're getting paid to do it! Heh heh heh. The competition is March 24. These are all the details I know right now. I'm sure she'll tell us more later. Just the thought of it is so exciting! What an honor!
Sarah's strutting around on the table with his crest erect - he's so goofy.
Josh and I were talking about the ski trip today and he said that his goal was to get to Parsenn Bowl and to take me with him. He said we'd work our way up to it but that we'd get there no matter what. I'm excited and nervous all at the same time. I'm glad he gave me time so I can psych myself up for it. I can't wait to go - I absolutely love to snow ski. Can you believe I'm old enough to be a chaperone?
My quest for Germany continues. I haven't looked up mission organizations yet, but there's still the money factor. I'll wait until next summer if I have to, but I'd rather go this summer, obviously. Maybe I can work with M&A over the summer and then I'll get more money than I woould at the animal clinic. Hmm... *starts scheming*
I'm going to a Bible study tonight with Lucas. I went with him two weeks ago and it was very different from a study at Crossroads. It's in a big church in Southlake (I can't think of the name at the moment) and their music is that of Acquire the Fire or some other youth outreach style get-together. They have lights and loud music and drums in a box (to help mute the drums). Their announcements are done through powerpoint slides and homemade-on-the-computer movies. The speaker presented a mixed message, at least from my point of view. Half of the things he said I agreed with and the other half weren't true at all. Half of what he said had a seeker-oriented feel and the other half was deeper and more solid feeling message. He used about five different translations of the Bible throughout the message, choosing the wording that he liked best to help him get his message across. They had an alter call at the end of the message and at the end of the night I was confused. I wanted him to pick either the truth or lies and stick with one or the other when he spoke. If ever there was a man who could speak both simultaneously, it was he. And something else that I found interesting; he would say the stupidest things and think he was funny. The crowd of college-aged kids would laugh sometimes, but not all the time. I think I laughed once and raised my eyebrow in confusion of how he thought what he said was funny the rest of the time. All-in-all, there was a very seeker approach, but I've only gone once. I've been invited again and I'm going (obviously). We'll see how this one goes - if it's the same seeker service or if it gets deeper.
I must be off, now. I should probably feed myself before I go. See you all later!
Oh! I'm going to the Women's Retreat this weekend and it's going to be a blast!!! Tschüss!
Montag, Februar 06, 2006
Germany
I want to go to Germany so badly. The only problem is money, at this point. My Mom ok'd it on Sunday when I spoke with her about it. We talked about it over dinner with my family at Mazatlan and when we got in the car, she said that now was the best time in my life to go out and explore the world and learn new things. She mentioned going with a missionary organization and I think that would be great, but I don't know how much of the language I'd pick up, unless they were native speakers. That's really my concern about going to Germany; learning the language. Second is learning the culture.
Oops! I'm going to be late for Bible study. Tschüss!
Oops! I'm going to be late for Bible study. Tschüss!
Samstag, Februar 04, 2006
Found on Priceline.com, assuming I would be leaving in June and coming back in July, these are the prices I've found (not using the "your own price" option):
From Dallas to Berlin, Germany, it would be about $1,200.
From Dallas to Munich, Germany, it would be about $1,100.
From Dallas to Nuremburg, Germany, it would be over $1,300.
Basically, we're looking at over $1,000 for a plane ticket, so the cost of the CCI programs would be about $1,000 more than their quoted price, so it would be about $3,930 for the language school in Munich and starting at $2,450 for the homestay program. This is an awful lot of money, but I know it would be worth it and scholarships are available. Maybe my hopes of traveling to Germany aren't as far from reach as I thought they'd be.
From Dallas to Berlin, Germany, it would be about $1,200.
From Dallas to Munich, Germany, it would be about $1,100.
From Dallas to Nuremburg, Germany, it would be over $1,300.
Basically, we're looking at over $1,000 for a plane ticket, so the cost of the CCI programs would be about $1,000 more than their quoted price, so it would be about $3,930 for the language school in Munich and starting at $2,450 for the homestay program. This is an awful lot of money, but I know it would be worth it and scholarships are available. Maybe my hopes of traveling to Germany aren't as far from reach as I thought they'd be.
There May Be Hope Yet
I have just looked online and found two different sites on foreign exchange that may actually be feasible. I found a lot, but only two that caught my eye. One may only be for high school students and it costs a lot more, but the price includes airfare and tuition for classes, too.
The one that I speak of is with AYUSA and it would last from June 24 to July 25. I would do homestay (stay with a family in their home) in Cologne, Germany and take language classes in the morning for 4 hours per day. There is no language requirement, which is what I need if I'm to go this summer (I doubt I will since it's so much money). Total price, including airfare and tuition, as I mentioned before, would be $5,699. I couldn't have that by this summer, but they offer scholarships, so I might could get help with that.
The other site that I found has two different options, one is for a homestay only and the other is for language school. With the language school, I have my choice to stay in Munich, Germany for 4 weeks. I would have 25 language classes per week (I'm not sure how many hours per day) and 2 activities per week that are mandatory. I would have my own room in a family's house and the cost would be $2,830, not including airfare and possibly not tuition (the site didn't say). I could go for any four weeks throughout the year.
With the homestay exchange, I would stay in someone's home, anywhere in Germany (I would choose up to three different places on the application, but no guarantees) for any 4 weeks throughout the year. There is a "basic German" requirement, which means that I would have to either take classes over the summer, or take classes at UNT next fall in order to learn the basics and then go to Germany the following summer or spring semester. With homestay, I could choose to participate in two programs consecutively, which means I could stay for up to 8 weeks in two different areas of Germany. Scholarships are available here as well, so applications for aid would most definitely be mailed.
If I had my preference, I think I would choose the AYUSA program simly because there is no language requirement. It does cost significantly more at this point, but I haven't calculated how much airfare and other costs would be in order to add them onto the CCI price and compare final costs. You never know, AYUSA could end up being cheaper.
I think it would be awesome if I could go this summer and get started on learning. I really want to go and I've got a leg up on being informed. If you have any other ideas or sites that I could check out, let me know. I found a ton of sites that are available for high school exchange, but CCI was the only one that had an option for adults. If I went this summer, I might end up having to go with them and doing the language school program just because it might cost less. I'm going to go find out how much a plane ticket to Germany would be...I'll post again later. Tschüss!
The one that I speak of is with AYUSA and it would last from June 24 to July 25. I would do homestay (stay with a family in their home) in Cologne, Germany and take language classes in the morning for 4 hours per day. There is no language requirement, which is what I need if I'm to go this summer (I doubt I will since it's so much money). Total price, including airfare and tuition, as I mentioned before, would be $5,699. I couldn't have that by this summer, but they offer scholarships, so I might could get help with that.
The other site that I found has two different options, one is for a homestay only and the other is for language school. With the language school, I have my choice to stay in Munich, Germany for 4 weeks. I would have 25 language classes per week (I'm not sure how many hours per day) and 2 activities per week that are mandatory. I would have my own room in a family's house and the cost would be $2,830, not including airfare and possibly not tuition (the site didn't say). I could go for any four weeks throughout the year.
With the homestay exchange, I would stay in someone's home, anywhere in Germany (I would choose up to three different places on the application, but no guarantees) for any 4 weeks throughout the year. There is a "basic German" requirement, which means that I would have to either take classes over the summer, or take classes at UNT next fall in order to learn the basics and then go to Germany the following summer or spring semester. With homestay, I could choose to participate in two programs consecutively, which means I could stay for up to 8 weeks in two different areas of Germany. Scholarships are available here as well, so applications for aid would most definitely be mailed.
If I had my preference, I think I would choose the AYUSA program simly because there is no language requirement. It does cost significantly more at this point, but I haven't calculated how much airfare and other costs would be in order to add them onto the CCI price and compare final costs. You never know, AYUSA could end up being cheaper.
I think it would be awesome if I could go this summer and get started on learning. I really want to go and I've got a leg up on being informed. If you have any other ideas or sites that I could check out, let me know. I found a ton of sites that are available for high school exchange, but CCI was the only one that had an option for adults. If I went this summer, I might end up having to go with them and doing the language school program just because it might cost less. I'm going to go find out how much a plane ticket to Germany would be...I'll post again later. Tschüss!
Freitag, Februar 03, 2006
Coming Home
THEY'RE COMING HOME TODAY!!! I have never missed my family so much since I can remember. I even miss little William. I didn't even miss them this much when I went on vacation for 2 1/2 weeks with the Hughes'. Nine days. Nine long days. Their plane is expected as of late at 8:26 tonight. Anyone, everyone, come and welcome the Haiti team back! HOORAY!!!
Donnerstag, Februar 02, 2006
the Goings On
Why is it that we have to be forced to do something that we're completely uninterested in? My English class was split into five groups on Tuesday and each group recieved a piece of paper with the name of a literary critiquing style on it. We have been told to give a presentation on Tuesday about five different aspects of our style. Since I had read the chapter that we were supposed to read before coming to class that day, I knew a little about each of the critiquing styles, what the look for, their viewpoint, and so on. The one that I completely disagreed with was the Marxism style and for time and your sanity's sake, I won't go on that rant. Anyway, Tuesday morning, our group representative has returned with our piece of paper. She unfolded the paper and laid it on the table. There it was, in big letters, MARXISM. Just my luck. Now I have to research some crap on Marxism and give some stupid presentation on what I found along with my group. I am really not enjoying this class and if it weren't for the fact that I need 12 hours of class to stay on insurance, I would drop it. I love the teacher, but I'm really hating the class. I DON'T WANT TO BE A FREAKING LITERARY CRITIC!!! There. I got it out.
I found out the other day that Josh's 10-week study abroad trip to Germany will cost about $6,000. My dreams of going to Germany in summers are crushed.
I don't think I have ever been so lonely in my life. You never realize how lonely your own house is until your family isn't there anymore. I have housesat for longer than this and I never got lonely like this. I guess it's different when it's your own house.
I have to go to work today and I don't want to.
I'm very tired and I don't feel good. I haven't been able to sleep well recently. I've also been having dizzy spells. Those little buggers are scary.
I read the entirety of Ecclesiastes. That book is depressing. There is no hope. I was told that it was a great book because when taken out of context, it was depressing as if there was no hope, but that the truth was revealed that God is all you need; He is your hope. I haven't really found this to be true. On occasion Solomon (the author of the book) does mention that God can save us from this wretched place, but the book itself can be summed up in only a few sentances: Don't be too wise, don't be too foolish. Everything under the sun is meaningless. Death is better than life, and having not been born is better than all. Where is the hope in that?
I think I'll go take a nap before I go to work. Maybe I'll get a little relief from my tiredhead and frustrations.
I found out the other day that Josh's 10-week study abroad trip to Germany will cost about $6,000. My dreams of going to Germany in summers are crushed.
I don't think I have ever been so lonely in my life. You never realize how lonely your own house is until your family isn't there anymore. I have housesat for longer than this and I never got lonely like this. I guess it's different when it's your own house.
I have to go to work today and I don't want to.
I'm very tired and I don't feel good. I haven't been able to sleep well recently. I've also been having dizzy spells. Those little buggers are scary.
I read the entirety of Ecclesiastes. That book is depressing. There is no hope. I was told that it was a great book because when taken out of context, it was depressing as if there was no hope, but that the truth was revealed that God is all you need; He is your hope. I haven't really found this to be true. On occasion Solomon (the author of the book) does mention that God can save us from this wretched place, but the book itself can be summed up in only a few sentances: Don't be too wise, don't be too foolish. Everything under the sun is meaningless. Death is better than life, and having not been born is better than all. Where is the hope in that?
I think I'll go take a nap before I go to work. Maybe I'll get a little relief from my tiredhead and frustrations.
Missing Them
I knew I missed them, but now my heart is broken. I recieved this e-mail just this morning:
Hi, all!
We made it safely to the mission compound in Cayes! No problems other
than minor illnesses. Can't wait to tell you all about it!\
Love,
The Haiti Worship Team
P.S. Julie, I love you! Mom
I wanted them home badly before, but now it's just unbearable having to wait.
I just noticed how lonely I am. Maybe that's why I can't sleep well.
Hi, all!
We made it safely to the mission compound in Cayes! No problems other
than minor illnesses. Can't wait to tell you all about it!\
Love,
The Haiti Worship Team
P.S. Julie, I love you! Mom
I wanted them home badly before, but now it's just unbearable having to wait.
I just noticed how lonely I am. Maybe that's why I can't sleep well.
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