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11.15.2009

Where I Live, What I Live For

A state of confusion, irritation, uncertainty envelopes the minds of thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands of adolescents walking amongst many of their kind within the walls of a place where all are forced, yet few enjoy. High school is meant to be a setting of which compels teenagers to “broaden their horizons” or “conquer their dreams” when in reality, it has simply become a venue for awkward situations, loneliness, and few memories worth holding onto in between.

No, no, no. Taking students out of their site of education is most definitely not the correct way to handle this situation. Every young person will have to endure this position at one time or another, and despite my previous description, I am certainly an advocate for schooling children. I myself have gone through this entire experience and can vouch for the value of a high school education despite knowing the arduous effects the social circle will undoubtedly have on each student.

Schooling does not only consist of mathematics, science, history, and language courses, but also of a communal portion which has earlier been spoken of. One can dwell on the seemingly negative aspects such as peer pressure from fellow classmates, parental expectations never to be lived up to, etc, but if looked at through a magnifying lens, these outlooks can be reversed with a positive spin. Though never intentionally wanting to walk through these phases, they have strengthened, prepared, and challenged my faith and also my independence by unimaginable means.

I do not believe there is an easy technique, or any technique for that matter, to distinguish the destructive ways of high school students in general; but there is no doubt in my mind brief, miniscule seconds of relinquished joy, cheer, hope, can assist in adding to those times of what seems like, or may be, despair. Goodness knows how many instances have occurred when the upturning of a friend’s lips or perhaps the words spoken from those same lips, or wait! the mere presence of that friend, has cast a ray of light upon the dreary heart which envelops my whole being.

To many, it may seem unnecessary, the sheer approach of a grin and the few words aptly spoken from another human, but it is most certainly what I live for.

10.31.2009

I'm Actually Really Not Sorry [at all]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry I care more about sleep than my beauty. I'm sorry I can't hold it together all the time. I'm sorry I find learning from adults more intriguing than listening to the petty drama of teenage life. I'm sorry kids bring me joy I can't comprehend. I'm sorry I don't have a boyfriend. I'm sorry I enjoy acting out Christ's story for months. I'm sorry I don't hate all the homework we're given and don't complain about it constantly. I'm sorry I live far away from everyone else and have to pay for my own gas. I'm sorry my parents want me to spend SOME time at home. I'm sorry I try to give people a reason to go to work and serve a hateful human population. I'm sorry I like to bowl. I'm sorry I find EspaƱol to be the most beautiful language in the world. I'm sorry I like being noticed (pride. a huge fault.) I'm sorry I like alone-time at times. I'm sorry I try to be friends with people who are "different". I'm sorry I'm loud. I'm sorry I like Disney Channel. I'm sorry I love love stories. I'm sorry I don't curse. I'm sorry I've never kissed a boy. I'm sorry I'm not a size 2 or even 4. I'm sorry I don't play your sport. I'm sorry I don't have a fancy house (like you'd even know). I'm sorry I've had crushes on "weird" guys before. I'm sorry I don't wear bikinis. I'm sorry I have an odd taste in music. I'm sorry I can't sing well. I'm sorry I go to Southeast. I'm sorry I like to keep the money I earn and ask for people to pay me back. I'm sorry I like Facebook too much. I'm sorry I am different.
I am sorry I am me.

10.19.2009

Life has Slowed Down... Just Kidding.

In the past month since I have posted I have:
1. Quit my job I have been at for 2 1/2 years.
2. Found out Easter Passion was canceled.
3. Begun playing basketball (after I swore I never would again).
4. Kept a 4.0.

Wow. Two months ago I never would have imagained 3 of those 4. Well, I guess it's just funny how God works. I wonder where I will be another month from now!
Tomorrow I am meeting with my school counselor and mother to try to decide more about my future: where I'll go to school, what I want to study, how I can keep up my grades, etc. That should be interesting.
Oh! On Sunday I'll be heading to Cherokee Park with the Jenkins's to take their fall family photos! I really hope they turn out OK.. Maybe I can even start a side business!
All in all, life is incredible right now. I serve (or try) an incredible God who is gracious to me even when I feel I don't want him to be. I have a pretty great family who is always there, and who is slowly coming closer together (btw, Alex asked my dad for permission to marry my sister! he said YES!). My CGroup is becoming close again, and it helps a whole whole lot. My relationship with friends keep going on and off... Well it's always on, but the strength keeps changing.. Oh well. Life is better than it has been in quite a while, and there's nothing to complain about!

He is jealous for me,Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree,Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy.When all of a sudden,I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,And I realise just how beautiful You are,And how great Your affections are for me.
And oh, how He loves us so,Oh how He loves us,How He loves us all.
Yeah, He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves.Yeah, He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves.
We are His portion and He is our prize, Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes, If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking.So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, And my heart turns violently inside of my chest,I don’t have time to maintain these regrets, When I think about, the way…
He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Oh how He loves.Yeah, He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves.
Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died, And You met me between my breaking.I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony. ...They want to tell me You're cruel, But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, cause...
Cause He loves us, Whoa! how He loves us.Whoa! how He loves us. Whoa! how He loves.Yeah, He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us,Whoa! how He loves us, Whoa! how He loves.

9.14.2009

Pray Continually...

I have a lot of praying to do in the days ahead concerning what I need to do concerning work. I absolutely LOVE my job, and I have been there for almost 2 1/2 years. The thing is, I think I might be called right now to come alongside some of the girls in my grade and just walk with them through life. I think it'd be awesome to help them when it doesn't seem like anyone cares. I know what it feels like to be lonely, and if I can help just a couple people, I would be delighted.
The thing is, I need an income. I am a teenage girl. I drive (gas), shop, go to the movies, EAT. If I quit my job, bye-bye life.
I have started to think... if I start getting enough babysitting jobs I can make enough money just off of that. I absolutely love babysitting, and it would be very flexible. DANG I can even make my own hours! Now all I need is a few more clients, and I'm good to go. So... if anyone actually reads this thing, need a babysitter? :)

So yeah, I have a lot on my mind these days. Not only work-related, but with boys (or A boy), friends (friends?), stretching myself too thin amongst homework, volunteering, and Subway. Gosh I just need to be in a constant mode of prayer, don't I?

1 Thessalonians 5:17

9.01.2009

Taylor Swift Pictures

Best friend and I waiting for concert to start!

"You Belong With Me"





"Love Story".. LOVE the set :)


Best friends!
Kellie Pickler and Taylor


"Should Have Said No" drumming

Finale!

8.31.2009

So Much Going On..

Life has been so incredibly hectic since school started 3 1/2 weeks ago! The stress that i have allowed to come upon me is INSANE... i have no idea how i'm going to handle it all year.

Well, last night i went to the fair with Shelbi to walk around then see the TAYLOR SWIFT CONCERT. Let me tell you. Gloriana opened first, but we didnt know who they were, so we just left to go potty and grab a delicious elephant ear. We came back to our seats (which were in the center aisle on the main floor, kind of far back. but GREAT seats) and sat down to watch Kellie Pickler. She completely rocked the house and Shelbi and i were screaming her lyrics out like none other.

Then, oh my freaking gosh, Taylor Swift came out. I'll have to post pictures later, but it was the best performance ever seen. She had 9 outfits, acted out a large portion of her songs, and the set was incredible! From glamour, to throwing chairs, to hot boyz, to confetti, banging drums, a piano she played, about 4 acoustics, OH MY GOSH. she was completely awesome. shelbi and i stood for most of the concert and belted our little hearts out! i took 30 videos and about 190 pictures. every penny was well spent.

if any of you actually read this blog, you have to see taylor live. i'll probably go again next year... WOW.

i promise, i'll finish posting my dominican stories soon. maybe. :]

P.S. OH YEAH! i saw 3 movies last week: "my sister's keeper", "the time traveler's wife", and "julie and julia". they were all pretty good, but "julie and julia" was incredible. a little long, but definintely worth the absurd $9.50.

8.07.2009

With Malice Toward None - Favorite Quotes

Sorry I have yet to finish posting my Dominican journal entries, but before I do that, I want to share with you some of my favorite quotes from the book I just finished reading - "With Malice Toward None - a Life of Abraham Lincoln"

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-The legitimate object of government is 'to do for the people what needs to be don, but which they can not, by individual effort, do at all, or do so well, for themselves.'

- ... a drop of honey catches more flies than a gallon of gall.

- He always told only enough of his plans and purposes to induce the belief that he had communicated all, yet he reserved enough to have communicated nothing.

- This is a world of compensations; and he who would be no slave, must consent to have no slave. Those who deny freedom to others, deserve it not for themselves.

- You speak of Lincoln's stories. I don't think that is a correct phrase. I don't make the stories mine by telling them. I am only a retail dealer. Some of the stories are not so nice as they might be, but I tell you the truth when I say that a funny story, if it has the element of genuine wit, has the same effect on me that I suppose a good square drink of whiskey has on an old toper; it puts new life into me.

-I am a slow walker, but I never walk back.

- As always, he pardoned convicted deserters on any reasonable pretext. 'There are already too many weeping widows in the United States. For God's sake do not ask me to add to the number.'
"

8.05.2009

DR - Day 5

July 26, 2009
We got to sleep in until 8:30 today!
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This morning we went to a Spanish church. When we arrived, it was hot, and they sang like 5 Spanish songs. It would have been fine if not so hot! Then we unknowingly were called to the stage to sing "From the Inside Out". Midway through, we started a Spanish/English harmony and it was so so awesome and breath-taking. Then we sat down and listened to a 45 minute sermon on addictions. Good sermon, but nothing I hadn't heard before, and it was pretty dull. One line : "That was the day I hit my bottom."
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Lunch. FLAG FOOTBALL. I wasn't planning on playing b/c of heat, lack of inhaler, and exhaustion, but with quick spurts and a breeze, I played the whole time. Of course, I give Bailey a concussion when her head hit mine as she grabbed for my flag. She's now at the Dominican hospital... Pray!
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Bailey's OK. YAY!
OK so we just had the best part of the trip. We went to church down in the hole. The kids were attached immediately, and as you can see, on drew on the next page (of my journal. not shown here) ☺. I love the kids and their joy. The cute little boys mimicking the drums stole my heart. WOW God ROCKS!
We came home, ate an OK dinner, and spent 2 hours telling stories, worshipping, and thanking God. He's incredible.

DR - Day 4

July 25, 2009
This morning has been incredible. First, we went and toured the school. It had 477 students last year. We saw where the laptops we brought down would go. They explained the schedule, history, plans, and financial aspects. It was extremely interesting (and TOASTY).
We're now leaving the "hole" where we toured and did VBS. This place was utterly disgusting. Pigs were in the river, trash 30 feet or more high, shacks for houses, adorable kids I fell in love with.
We began VBS with songs (Jesus Loves the Little Children, The B-I-B-L-I-A, Happy Day, and C-R-I-S-T-O). Then, with the assistance of a translator, read the prodigal son and from 1 John. After that was crafts, and we made foamy decorative memory verses. The kids were so happy, and I was sad to leave.
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We ate lunch, then headed to a little church somewhere. While waiting for kids to get there, a guy told us how Dominicans and Haitians don't get along, but inside that church they do! I thought it was neat...
Anyways, we began VBS again, and it went better than try #1. Drive home. Shower. Head to Felix's house.
At Felix's house we had the best time yet! We ate yummy pork, held a cat, and Shelbi, Mrs. Draper, and I had a hootin' good laugh.
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After a few hours there, we came back for an awesome worship session. We shared "changing" stories, funny stories, and others. I came downstairs and talked with Shelbi. She gave me awesome advice for things of life :)
I love my best friend.
I still don't know why I'm here.
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Ooh I forgot to tell something funny! Today at the feeding center there was this boy just mad at the world. He wouldn't eat his food, and I wanted to find out why. The girls around him were trying to explain it to me through hand motions. So. I squished his banana. That's not what he wanted. The end.