The sky was completely clear tonight. It was chilly outside, but it was actually a nice crisp feeling. Something i wouldn't usually like. Im more into the warmth of the sun or the feeling of warm sand on my skin. But tonight, oh tonight. The Moon was so bright, i thought about getting my sunglasses just so i could get a better look. To the right of the bright moon, there was a faintly light red object... Mars! Mars was out strutting it's stuff tonight. It looked amazing. I tired to take a picture, but lets face it, a picture with a regular camera was not going to turn into an impressive photo. Actually, it ended up looking like some type of firework... Lame.
Mom, Holl and I had church today. It was an amazing service. Christmas services have a special place in my heart... They seem to come from the heart a little more than usual. Which i mean, isn't always right, but for the most part, acurate. I saw a lot of friends i haven't seen in ages at that service. I'll be seeing most of them again tomorrow, which really makes me happy. Being here makes me feel like im living my old life again, but in an older body with more knowledge. hahaaa.... But its great to be here. I mean, it feels normal. It feels comfortable. It feels... like i belong. Today was a good day.
<3 Merry Christmas... one more sleep!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Excuse me sir, Your stepping on my foot.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKDl0_0psTs
On Thursday night, i found myself walking the halls of my high school... something i hadn't experienced since may of 04. Two years of memories swamped my mind as i strolled down the long senior hallway. As amazing as that little moment was, it had to end... Now, the students who were in 8th grade when i was graduating high school are now the 08 Seniors who were putting on the Coppell Senior Talent Show. (the whole reason i was back at the school)
Anyway, the show was about 2 and a half hours long... which was ridiculous.. But i didn't mind at all. The MC's were hilarious and they had their own fantastic one liners that i really should have written down. Its a shame i didn't. There were a few very emotional dances, some great songs were sung, ...a belly dancer. It was a really good show! I've been making friends with all of my sisters drama friends. They are interesting folk. Thats for sure... but they are very sweet. They are a solid group of kids who greatly care for each other. One of the girls in their group just lost her mom to cancer. The same type of cancer that my mother's side of the family struggles with.. This girl, who shall remain nameless, dedicated an interpretive dance to her mom at the show. Almost every woman in the audience was in tears. Anyway, these are the kids i hung out wit at the show... so i was kinda sitting in the 'cool kid' section.
In 03, the beginning of my senior year, we (the seniors of 04) had our talent show. It was The 04 Sho' Show. I have it on DVD. Aka... Awesome. There has been reference to our show in the last 3 talent shows. I was the sound tech for our show.. Nerd. But i rocked it.
The holidays are an exhausting time. Really, aren't they supposed to be relaxing and full of food and family and happiness on the couch? I am quite wrong. I've done nothing but run all around to every mall in the greater dallas area... drive threw heavy traffic to get to the church to work.. or travel across the country. As much as i love it, all of the craziness of the holidays, im tired now. As far as i know, i dont have to step foot into another mall until the new year
Tomorrow, I am at the church working tech most of the morning.. hopefully, im going to see an afternoon movie with a friend from the 'good ol' days'... then in the evening, my mom and i are baby sitting my cousins new baby daughter, Jena.
<3 lots of love from the south.
me.
On Thursday night, i found myself walking the halls of my high school... something i hadn't experienced since may of 04. Two years of memories swamped my mind as i strolled down the long senior hallway. As amazing as that little moment was, it had to end... Now, the students who were in 8th grade when i was graduating high school are now the 08 Seniors who were putting on the Coppell Senior Talent Show. (the whole reason i was back at the school)
Anyway, the show was about 2 and a half hours long... which was ridiculous.. But i didn't mind at all. The MC's were hilarious and they had their own fantastic one liners that i really should have written down. Its a shame i didn't. There were a few very emotional dances, some great songs were sung, ...a belly dancer. It was a really good show! I've been making friends with all of my sisters drama friends. They are interesting folk. Thats for sure... but they are very sweet. They are a solid group of kids who greatly care for each other. One of the girls in their group just lost her mom to cancer. The same type of cancer that my mother's side of the family struggles with.. This girl, who shall remain nameless, dedicated an interpretive dance to her mom at the show. Almost every woman in the audience was in tears. Anyway, these are the kids i hung out wit at the show... so i was kinda sitting in the 'cool kid' section.
In 03, the beginning of my senior year, we (the seniors of 04) had our talent show. It was The 04 Sho' Show. I have it on DVD. Aka... Awesome. There has been reference to our show in the last 3 talent shows. I was the sound tech for our show.. Nerd. But i rocked it.
The holidays are an exhausting time. Really, aren't they supposed to be relaxing and full of food and family and happiness on the couch? I am quite wrong. I've done nothing but run all around to every mall in the greater dallas area... drive threw heavy traffic to get to the church to work.. or travel across the country. As much as i love it, all of the craziness of the holidays, im tired now. As far as i know, i dont have to step foot into another mall until the new year
Tomorrow, I am at the church working tech most of the morning.. hopefully, im going to see an afternoon movie with a friend from the 'good ol' days'... then in the evening, my mom and i are baby sitting my cousins new baby daughter, Jena.
<3 lots of love from the south.
me.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Scranton Welcomes You!
Dwight thinks the world is over populated. I agree. ☺ We need to invent a new plague to help out the population.. and my families business. Hahahaa… The plague will not be painful… just funny for those who don’t have it. It will kind of resemble Turret’s Syndrome. But with 50 Cent lyrics and readings from Pauls first letter to the Corinthians. These unfortunate souls who come across this plague will insult others to their death.
I really need to get out more. Thank you to The Office for distracting me this weekend and for many more to come.
I'm writing a research paper…ok… i'm attempting to write a research paper on Paul and on his thoughts regarding divorce.. and how they reflected Jesus’ teachings. Divorce, being a very sensitive subject for me, may make for a very interesting paper. It WILL be a very interesting paper... once im able to focus and get my research started up. Dont even ask me when this thing is due.. i know it's coming up...
Coming up... Want to know what else is painfully coming up? My wisdom teeth. And when i say 'up', i actually mean 'down'. On the top right side of my jaw, i've been enduring the 'constant comfort' that this tooth is putting me through. I should really get that looked at. Its just so inconvenient. Im not going to want to do this at Christmas, because then i wont enjoy the joys that make Christmas what it is. So im just going to go ahead and keep that tooth as long as possible.
I lit my candle tonight. I ended up having to go down the hall for some reason to talk to someone about something that probably wasn't a big deal at all... but when i returned, my candle had liquidated all over my desk... That took me a good 40ish minutes to clean. Only because i started cleaning up the wax, then started doing something else as well... so that process just look much longer than necessary. (i just re-read that sentence and thought... "What an interesting life... the life of a dorm student." )
Tomorrows Monday. Im going to see how many times i can say "Somebody's got a case of the Mondays'"... just to make tomorrow more fun. I have the CMUSC (student council) meeting tomorrow, my intro to psychology class (150 students), an all res meeting (talking about rules that have been bent and housing for next semester), then i'll be getting both of my anatomy exams back around 6ish. Im really excited for that actually. Im anxious to know how im doing in that class. For the amount of times I've dosed off and not focused in for an entire class, im strangely able to still answer questions correctly and throw out reasonable questions as well. I have high hopes for those exams.
Well, im going off to bed. By the way.. I re-made my bed today... i put a blanket underneath the sheet.. for extra comfort and i have 2 blankets now.. instead of 3 that i just get tangled in, now i have 2... 2 to snuggle with. Im looking forward to this sleep.
Feel Better Brian!
I really need to get out more. Thank you to The Office for distracting me this weekend and for many more to come.
I'm writing a research paper…ok… i'm attempting to write a research paper on Paul and on his thoughts regarding divorce.. and how they reflected Jesus’ teachings. Divorce, being a very sensitive subject for me, may make for a very interesting paper. It WILL be a very interesting paper... once im able to focus and get my research started up. Dont even ask me when this thing is due.. i know it's coming up...
Coming up... Want to know what else is painfully coming up? My wisdom teeth. And when i say 'up', i actually mean 'down'. On the top right side of my jaw, i've been enduring the 'constant comfort' that this tooth is putting me through. I should really get that looked at. Its just so inconvenient. Im not going to want to do this at Christmas, because then i wont enjoy the joys that make Christmas what it is. So im just going to go ahead and keep that tooth as long as possible.
I lit my candle tonight. I ended up having to go down the hall for some reason to talk to someone about something that probably wasn't a big deal at all... but when i returned, my candle had liquidated all over my desk... That took me a good 40ish minutes to clean. Only because i started cleaning up the wax, then started doing something else as well... so that process just look much longer than necessary. (i just re-read that sentence and thought... "What an interesting life... the life of a dorm student." )
Tomorrows Monday. Im going to see how many times i can say "Somebody's got a case of the Mondays'"... just to make tomorrow more fun. I have the CMUSC (student council) meeting tomorrow, my intro to psychology class (150 students), an all res meeting (talking about rules that have been bent and housing for next semester), then i'll be getting both of my anatomy exams back around 6ish. Im really excited for that actually. Im anxious to know how im doing in that class. For the amount of times I've dosed off and not focused in for an entire class, im strangely able to still answer questions correctly and throw out reasonable questions as well. I have high hopes for those exams.
Well, im going off to bed. By the way.. I re-made my bed today... i put a blanket underneath the sheet.. for extra comfort and i have 2 blankets now.. instead of 3 that i just get tangled in, now i have 2... 2 to snuggle with. Im looking forward to this sleep.
Feel Better Brian!
Monday, October 29, 2007
weekend days start with S because they are Super.
how would the world change if there were 3 day weekends and 4 day work days?
just dwell on that. see what you mind comes up with. and.. how can we get this started?
i'm kind of going through the same thought as i was before camp. what am i working towards? what are my goals in life? ..and seriously.. what am i going to be when 'i grow up'... if i ever actually admit to growing up. which will never happen. honestly, whenever i thought about my 'grown up' future, all i saw was myself getting married and doing everything a wife and someday mother would do. and thats all thats ever been on my 'grown up to do list.' is that silly? or is it natural for a female to want that of herself. but dont get me wrong, i also see the big picture here. im not dating nor to i plan to anytime soon. i want to be in school.. but i really want to go to school for what i'd like to do someday... which is still undecided. im 21 years old and im undecided. and im entirely ok with it.
i'd love to be a photographer... an artist.. a nurse for little itty bitty babies.. or a coroner... (not for itty bitty babies) i'd love to just figure it out. but i hate spending money along the way. job requires schooling.. schooling requires time and money. and i already am fully aware that i am an expensive person. i dont mean to be.
ok... so i just realized that the weekend is over.. and its back to cmu student life... tomorrow consists of cmusc (student council) meetings and votes for how we are going to spend our money... which is lacking... but more than usual thanks to our mystery donors...
so yah.. meetings and classes and hopefully a nap somewhere in between. well,perhaps i wont be tired... i just need to go to bed now.
<3
just dwell on that. see what you mind comes up with. and.. how can we get this started?
i'm kind of going through the same thought as i was before camp. what am i working towards? what are my goals in life? ..and seriously.. what am i going to be when 'i grow up'... if i ever actually admit to growing up. which will never happen. honestly, whenever i thought about my 'grown up' future, all i saw was myself getting married and doing everything a wife and someday mother would do. and thats all thats ever been on my 'grown up to do list.' is that silly? or is it natural for a female to want that of herself. but dont get me wrong, i also see the big picture here. im not dating nor to i plan to anytime soon. i want to be in school.. but i really want to go to school for what i'd like to do someday... which is still undecided. im 21 years old and im undecided. and im entirely ok with it.
i'd love to be a photographer... an artist.. a nurse for little itty bitty babies.. or a coroner... (not for itty bitty babies) i'd love to just figure it out. but i hate spending money along the way. job requires schooling.. schooling requires time and money. and i already am fully aware that i am an expensive person. i dont mean to be.
ok... so i just realized that the weekend is over.. and its back to cmu student life... tomorrow consists of cmusc (student council) meetings and votes for how we are going to spend our money... which is lacking... but more than usual thanks to our mystery donors...
so yah.. meetings and classes and hopefully a nap somewhere in between. well,perhaps i wont be tired... i just need to go to bed now.
<3
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
i'll school you...
all i can think about is the massive welt on the back of my upper thigh. its kinda painful.. and just.. it stings. i was in the line of fire with the guys and their pellet guns tonight. when i was shot from behind, the only thing i could muster up to say was 'Abort Abort' in the most squeely...(if thats even a word) high pitched voice ever.
I loved today a lot. Im going to run you through the monday i had... just for kicks.
I woke up at the usual, and very lazy time of 11:00am, which, in my defense, is only a monday thing.. and sometimes wednesdays and fridays... what can i say, i enjoy my sleep. and my blankets. im not really a fan of my pillow. its too flat.. so i tend to sleep with one arm under my pillow to keep leverage... then i just wake up from a deep sleep cause that entire half of my arm has gone completely numb. This has gone on too long.. for too long.
Mondays are so easy going for me. As previously stated, i have my late wake up, shower so i smell nice to impress people.. i then always end up rushing to the lunch line, grabbing it all 'to go' then slipping into the CMUSC (student council) meeting right on time. And my chair is always open and ready for me. Awesome. Once the hour long discussion of 'Where are we going? How can we improve? and the ever so popular... How can we involve cupcakes in every social event?" is completed, i then have until 2:30pm to mingle, work, study even... or facebook. At 2:10pm i usually waddle up to the lecture hall carrying a back pack of books and in my hands i am carrying either an Apple and a Diet Pepsi or Skittles and a Full Throttle, or a sandwich that i made. Im ALWAYS hungry after lunch. The 'seconds' lunch line is always everlasting or maybe the meal wasn't my 'cup o tea'... so im always making toast or sneaking muffins from the muffin cart in the back of the kitchen.The Kitchen staff are unaware i know about the cart. Dont tell them. thanks.
Right, so.. in the Lecture hall, i sit and study Psychology... which i love with a passion. Ask me about dreams.. or moods.. i'll school you. Just dont give me a test or make me write answers out on paper.. Im not the best at tests. But if i was in a conversation about any of the previously stated topics... totally schooled. I'd teach yah. (wink) Once 3:45 finally hits the clock, im free in the whole of cmu until supper at 5pm (Greatest meal ever) (its never bad.. sometimes its not good..but its never bad)... then im off to Anatomy from 6pm to 7:15pm.
Todays anatomy class was all about the Cardiovascular System... we started off naming all the cavities in the body, and no its not bad for you like your teeth would like you to think. Then we went on to the gross anatomy of the heart. AND as it turns out, this friday, i'll be in a lab opening up a sheeps heart... which is almost identical to a human heart. Ohhhh Goody. (fake happy dances)
This is when growing up in a funeral home should really come in handy. Whatever.
im going threw a very odd addiction at the moment. Im finding myself absolutely crave pineapple. my entire life i've hated the taste and smell,but ever since camp, i've been just really going threw spurts of really wanting it. Everytime i take the car to town, guess what im spending 5 bucks on.. pineapple. At least it's healthy... grandma would be proud. Speaking of grandma... I'd really love to figure out a way to properly package her cheeseburger soup so it can be mailed. or fedex'd. Anything. the soup here isn't good. (pout)
My welt hurts... and i have a 10:05am class tomorrow... guess im getting up early!
I loved today a lot. Im going to run you through the monday i had... just for kicks.
I woke up at the usual, and very lazy time of 11:00am, which, in my defense, is only a monday thing.. and sometimes wednesdays and fridays... what can i say, i enjoy my sleep. and my blankets. im not really a fan of my pillow. its too flat.. so i tend to sleep with one arm under my pillow to keep leverage... then i just wake up from a deep sleep cause that entire half of my arm has gone completely numb. This has gone on too long.. for too long.
Mondays are so easy going for me. As previously stated, i have my late wake up, shower so i smell nice to impress people.. i then always end up rushing to the lunch line, grabbing it all 'to go' then slipping into the CMUSC (student council) meeting right on time. And my chair is always open and ready for me. Awesome. Once the hour long discussion of 'Where are we going? How can we improve? and the ever so popular... How can we involve cupcakes in every social event?" is completed, i then have until 2:30pm to mingle, work, study even... or facebook. At 2:10pm i usually waddle up to the lecture hall carrying a back pack of books and in my hands i am carrying either an Apple and a Diet Pepsi or Skittles and a Full Throttle, or a sandwich that i made. Im ALWAYS hungry after lunch. The 'seconds' lunch line is always everlasting or maybe the meal wasn't my 'cup o tea'... so im always making toast or sneaking muffins from the muffin cart in the back of the kitchen.The Kitchen staff are unaware i know about the cart. Dont tell them. thanks.
Right, so.. in the Lecture hall, i sit and study Psychology... which i love with a passion. Ask me about dreams.. or moods.. i'll school you. Just dont give me a test or make me write answers out on paper.. Im not the best at tests. But if i was in a conversation about any of the previously stated topics... totally schooled. I'd teach yah. (wink) Once 3:45 finally hits the clock, im free in the whole of cmu until supper at 5pm (Greatest meal ever) (its never bad.. sometimes its not good..but its never bad)... then im off to Anatomy from 6pm to 7:15pm.
Todays anatomy class was all about the Cardiovascular System... we started off naming all the cavities in the body, and no its not bad for you like your teeth would like you to think. Then we went on to the gross anatomy of the heart. AND as it turns out, this friday, i'll be in a lab opening up a sheeps heart... which is almost identical to a human heart. Ohhhh Goody. (fake happy dances)
This is when growing up in a funeral home should really come in handy. Whatever.
im going threw a very odd addiction at the moment. Im finding myself absolutely crave pineapple. my entire life i've hated the taste and smell,but ever since camp, i've been just really going threw spurts of really wanting it. Everytime i take the car to town, guess what im spending 5 bucks on.. pineapple. At least it's healthy... grandma would be proud. Speaking of grandma... I'd really love to figure out a way to properly package her cheeseburger soup so it can be mailed. or fedex'd. Anything. the soup here isn't good. (pout)
My welt hurts... and i have a 10:05am class tomorrow... guess im getting up early!
Friday, September 28, 2007
move us into action
Wednesday Sept 28th
i have a quiz in bib lit tomorrow morning. Its at the end of class, and our teacher sheila says we dont really need much time for it. It's not the time im worried about, im just worried that im reading and studying all the right material. Honestly, im going to quote the lovely carrie underwood with 'Sometimes you feel that mountain that your climbing is just a grain of sand." THAT, i need to keep in mind. Cause this IS just a quiz that is worth 5% of my grade. But every % counts to the fullest.. so im going to study.. and study.. and study.. and keep sitting here.. let the blood to my butt cut off so my legs go nub so i cant walk away or even get up from my desk. Seems like a fool proof plan.
Before my quiz tomorrow morning, i have an 8:30am writing lab.. (rubs eyes) ...AM... ughh. That will be fine. We just learn how to write papers properly in the correct form. Like, Chicago style, APA Style, or MLA style. So it should be super easy. Its the 8:30am thats got my attention.
Um.. news news... i have a yearbook meeting at lunch tomorrow. I've been walking around with a camera around my neck most evenings this week taking 'mingling' photos then i have to capture the boys soccer teams home game this saturday at 2pm. All of which is for yearbook. I designed the cover. They needed something simple but awesome, so i drew something up a few days ago and gave it to the editor yesterday.. needless to say she loved it. So we're going with it. Go me!
Also, I was elected the 1st year representative for student council. There were elections and posters and ... I won with 56% of the vote. So Kirtsen and i will be doing that job together. So, im a busy girl out here. Im now in 3 different comities with lots of obligations, all of which im completely dominating. So its looking very good.
Im excited for this. Lets go.
<3 Cass
i have a quiz in bib lit tomorrow morning. Its at the end of class, and our teacher sheila says we dont really need much time for it. It's not the time im worried about, im just worried that im reading and studying all the right material. Honestly, im going to quote the lovely carrie underwood with 'Sometimes you feel that mountain that your climbing is just a grain of sand." THAT, i need to keep in mind. Cause this IS just a quiz that is worth 5% of my grade. But every % counts to the fullest.. so im going to study.. and study.. and study.. and keep sitting here.. let the blood to my butt cut off so my legs go nub so i cant walk away or even get up from my desk. Seems like a fool proof plan.
Before my quiz tomorrow morning, i have an 8:30am writing lab.. (rubs eyes) ...AM... ughh. That will be fine. We just learn how to write papers properly in the correct form. Like, Chicago style, APA Style, or MLA style. So it should be super easy. Its the 8:30am thats got my attention.
Um.. news news... i have a yearbook meeting at lunch tomorrow. I've been walking around with a camera around my neck most evenings this week taking 'mingling' photos then i have to capture the boys soccer teams home game this saturday at 2pm. All of which is for yearbook. I designed the cover. They needed something simple but awesome, so i drew something up a few days ago and gave it to the editor yesterday.. needless to say she loved it. So we're going with it. Go me!
Also, I was elected the 1st year representative for student council. There were elections and posters and ... I won with 56% of the vote. So Kirtsen and i will be doing that job together. So, im a busy girl out here. Im now in 3 different comities with lots of obligations, all of which im completely dominating. So its looking very good.
Im excited for this. Lets go.
<3 Cass
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
this is the best thing?
Week 8... And my energy level is almost nonexistent... These campers, and staff, are taking me for all I've got. This week is youth week. The campers are between 16 and 18 and a lot of them served as staff this summer... in a way its great to have them 'home' and in another way, they are making things slightly harder for us. Campers are yerning to connect with us as staff and as friends, and these previous camp staffs are just dying for the inside view and also to re connect with us as well. Im leading kayaking this week. 4 periods of being in a tippy bouncy boat... hahah.. yah... every time i sit down or lay down, i feel like im going to either float away or fall over! I look drunk. But let me reasure you.. i am not.
This summer has impacted me like i never thought it would. The friendships i've made have all lead me to one very important thing.. something i THOUGHT i knew and fully understood. But now i get it so much more. And just to let you know, im up in the loft of the main dining hall, laying on a huge couch.. and i feel like im going to fall off. Dumb Kayak. Funny story... Monday was the first day we had with Campers and Kayaks. It was stormy, gross... no one really wants to get wet weather. SOOO Instead of going in the kayaks.. we sat on the dock and talked and told stories... and i decided in my time of frozen fingers that i was going to use the broken rudder from my boat to dig a hole in the dock. That rudder is the kayaking mascot now. If there wasn't water in my way.. i'd be half way to china! Whats funnier... is that the swimmers then decided to dig and build a large trench that actually takes up the entire beach area... they really ARE half way to China. Whats standing in their way you ask? Clay in the ground and a water level.
I had to go to the hospital AGAIN yesterday. We had a staff vs. campers baseball game. And so the story goes, cassy got a baseball in the face thanks to a foul tip and my lacking of baseball glove. I was back catch or whatever... the dude behind the plate. So yah, got hit in the face... i thought i was fine so i lifted my head back and spit on the ground.. i spit out a mouth full of precious blood. I then decided it was probably a good idea to get a nurse. Becky Hamm (Nurse) was right there so i opened my mouth so she could take a peek and she actually gasped and took a step back. NOT REASURING. I needed stitches. SO Megan and i drove to the hospital in my car only to wait in the waiting room for 20 some minutes before being taken in to see the doc. We then waited and hour and a few minutes in an observation room.. yes megs ans i were playing with everything we touched. Once the doc finally came in, he sent me home. Saying it was going to heal itself. In light of the moment.. we stopped and Mc'Ds and had fries. For a lack of better words, it was a great night.
Heres something neat. Jo and i had a heart to heart tonight. She's really holding herself together.. especially with all the pressure of her retirement coming up right around the corner. Our talk involved many a hugs and compliments towards each other..
and real hugs. Not just 'Jo' hugs.
Something i have to remind myself everyday is that God only gives us what we can handle.
This summer has impacted me like i never thought it would. The friendships i've made have all lead me to one very important thing.. something i THOUGHT i knew and fully understood. But now i get it so much more. And just to let you know, im up in the loft of the main dining hall, laying on a huge couch.. and i feel like im going to fall off. Dumb Kayak. Funny story... Monday was the first day we had with Campers and Kayaks. It was stormy, gross... no one really wants to get wet weather. SOOO Instead of going in the kayaks.. we sat on the dock and talked and told stories... and i decided in my time of frozen fingers that i was going to use the broken rudder from my boat to dig a hole in the dock. That rudder is the kayaking mascot now. If there wasn't water in my way.. i'd be half way to china! Whats funnier... is that the swimmers then decided to dig and build a large trench that actually takes up the entire beach area... they really ARE half way to China. Whats standing in their way you ask? Clay in the ground and a water level.
I had to go to the hospital AGAIN yesterday. We had a staff vs. campers baseball game. And so the story goes, cassy got a baseball in the face thanks to a foul tip and my lacking of baseball glove. I was back catch or whatever... the dude behind the plate. So yah, got hit in the face... i thought i was fine so i lifted my head back and spit on the ground.. i spit out a mouth full of precious blood. I then decided it was probably a good idea to get a nurse. Becky Hamm (Nurse) was right there so i opened my mouth so she could take a peek and she actually gasped and took a step back. NOT REASURING. I needed stitches. SO Megan and i drove to the hospital in my car only to wait in the waiting room for 20 some minutes before being taken in to see the doc. We then waited and hour and a few minutes in an observation room.. yes megs ans i were playing with everything we touched. Once the doc finally came in, he sent me home. Saying it was going to heal itself. In light of the moment.. we stopped and Mc'Ds and had fries. For a lack of better words, it was a great night.
Heres something neat. Jo and i had a heart to heart tonight. She's really holding herself together.. especially with all the pressure of her retirement coming up right around the corner. Our talk involved many a hugs and compliments towards each other..
and real hugs. Not just 'Jo' hugs.
Something i have to remind myself everyday is that God only gives us what we can handle.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Week One
Im trying to think of a way to quickly sum up my week for you. Not possible are the words running through my head. Im borrowing computer time right now, thank you for being so granting Jo. (Director) I was on Dinning Hall staff this week. It was a very repetitive job that required stupidly early hours with less than zero free time for showers or sleep. If I wasn't cleaning dishes, I had 5 month old baby Eden in my arms, probably puking up her bottle i had JUST finished giving her. I have a count down going for my laundry day os of tuesday. My Launrdy day is wednsday. Go figure!
Its great seeing familar faces all the time now. The guys i worked with this week were hilarious and Dan (new amazing bud) knows almost the same amount of switchfoot lyrics that i do. So needles to say, we sang a lot while cleaning. Mostly 'Gone' and 'Oh! Gravity.' It was a hoot. Way too fun.
This upcoming week is kids week. I'll be cabin leading, so keep your prayers coming my way. I haven't ever cabin lead kids this young before, but i have faith everything will go great. My faith is running normaly. I haven't felt the sudden urge to be decitful to my ways as many of you told me i'd probably feel. The constant encouragement from family, friends, and camp family has kept my head on my shoulders and keep my eyes on the prize.
Im tired. Im sooooo tired. My bed in amazing.. comfy, warm, perfect. So im having the usual thoughts in the morning.. "Do i get up now?? ...or stall as long as i possibly can?" I usually stall and just roll over for the next minute and a have until i KNOW then im pushing it. Thats only happened 3 times so far. The food here is... well, menno food. It comes 6 times a day and in mass carts. Breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner (main meal), snack. Not to mention the STAFF ONLY FOOD CART. (HAPPY DANCE)
Well Im hearing my name being called up the stairs. We're having a CSI night.. because i brought my CSI. AND... then im watching my Switchfoot DVD with some guys who are dying to see it.
Thanks for reading!
Its great seeing familar faces all the time now. The guys i worked with this week were hilarious and Dan (new amazing bud) knows almost the same amount of switchfoot lyrics that i do. So needles to say, we sang a lot while cleaning. Mostly 'Gone' and 'Oh! Gravity.' It was a hoot. Way too fun.
This upcoming week is kids week. I'll be cabin leading, so keep your prayers coming my way. I haven't ever cabin lead kids this young before, but i have faith everything will go great. My faith is running normaly. I haven't felt the sudden urge to be decitful to my ways as many of you told me i'd probably feel. The constant encouragement from family, friends, and camp family has kept my head on my shoulders and keep my eyes on the prize.
Im tired. Im sooooo tired. My bed in amazing.. comfy, warm, perfect. So im having the usual thoughts in the morning.. "Do i get up now?? ...or stall as long as i possibly can?" I usually stall and just roll over for the next minute and a have until i KNOW then im pushing it. Thats only happened 3 times so far. The food here is... well, menno food. It comes 6 times a day and in mass carts. Breakfast, snack, lunch, snack, dinner (main meal), snack. Not to mention the STAFF ONLY FOOD CART. (HAPPY DANCE)
Well Im hearing my name being called up the stairs. We're having a CSI night.. because i brought my CSI. AND... then im watching my Switchfoot DVD with some guys who are dying to see it.
Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
2 days in 1 blog
(Tuesday)
there is absolutely no way for a writer to have writers block in an airport. as i stood in line atthe check in counter, i saw the most fascinating people. well, fascinating to say the least. i was surrounded by newlyweds and families traveling in large 'lion like' packs. i, personally, LOVE watching (or peaking at) newly married couples. They are hilarious. All the couples i saw today had "LOOK AT ME IM MARRIED" t-shirts on, cute idea, it got old.
due to the less than impressive lack of sleep i received Monday night, i snoozed the ENTIRE plane ride to philly. keeping in mind the flight was only 45 minutes, we were kept on the ground after arrival for a good 30 minute. the Jet Walk was broken, and US Airways HAD to get every mainenance crew ou to attempt to fix it. none of which were successful. once i was finally out of the sweaty, squishy, miniature hell i was trapped in for way too long, i found myself doing the 'Home Alone Run' to the new gate. the run was successful. id like to thank Switchfoot for creating "Oh! Gravity." with such an amazingly fast paced beat. and Chad the drummer for playing it so well. i listened to "Oh! Gravity." while running through the philly airport. 3 full terminals to be excat.
(Wednesday)
today was tiring. its not as much as a physical tired (the normal) ...but an emotional tired. i started my day by driving mom to work so she could get a few things done. i ran into a handfull of my old tech guys.. i forgot how much i really missed them. great memories. once all the hugs were given, i drove a few towns over to North Lake College. (my old school) i waited for a while for my transcript then i actually was able to watch them mail it out. so i know its on its way to winnipeg. ive become quite aggravted with the Texas school board. the education system they have is completely different than Canadas. just making my possiblities for post high school education next to impossible. im loosing hope, but my prayers stay strong. im really loosing my ambition.. (deep breath)
mom and i shopped a lot today. we made a trip to Ikea so she could get some decorating ideas. and as most of you know, while i was employed at Ikea.. i had a grand time buying things and just walking around.. or testing out pillows and beds. (it was a hobby of mine) i stopped at the WillowBend Mall to the MAC store (heaven on earth) so i could get one of the genius' to fix the speaker on my ibook and take a look at the menu button on my ipod. they had to replace my ipod. its nice to have a working ipod, but completely unfortunate that i didnt bring my external hard drive to texas. all my music is on that hard drive. (bites lip) i have no music for the trip home. someone throw a bullet at me. oh wait, im in texas, i'll just go pick one out of the grass outside.
there is absolutely no way for a writer to have writers block in an airport. as i stood in line atthe check in counter, i saw the most fascinating people. well, fascinating to say the least. i was surrounded by newlyweds and families traveling in large 'lion like' packs. i, personally, LOVE watching (or peaking at) newly married couples. They are hilarious. All the couples i saw today had "LOOK AT ME IM MARRIED" t-shirts on, cute idea, it got old.
due to the less than impressive lack of sleep i received Monday night, i snoozed the ENTIRE plane ride to philly. keeping in mind the flight was only 45 minutes, we were kept on the ground after arrival for a good 30 minute. the Jet Walk was broken, and US Airways HAD to get every mainenance crew ou to attempt to fix it. none of which were successful. once i was finally out of the sweaty, squishy, miniature hell i was trapped in for way too long, i found myself doing the 'Home Alone Run' to the new gate. the run was successful. id like to thank Switchfoot for creating "Oh! Gravity." with such an amazingly fast paced beat. and Chad the drummer for playing it so well. i listened to "Oh! Gravity." while running through the philly airport. 3 full terminals to be excat.
(Wednesday)
today was tiring. its not as much as a physical tired (the normal) ...but an emotional tired. i started my day by driving mom to work so she could get a few things done. i ran into a handfull of my old tech guys.. i forgot how much i really missed them. great memories. once all the hugs were given, i drove a few towns over to North Lake College. (my old school) i waited for a while for my transcript then i actually was able to watch them mail it out. so i know its on its way to winnipeg. ive become quite aggravted with the Texas school board. the education system they have is completely different than Canadas. just making my possiblities for post high school education next to impossible. im loosing hope, but my prayers stay strong. im really loosing my ambition.. (deep breath)
mom and i shopped a lot today. we made a trip to Ikea so she could get some decorating ideas. and as most of you know, while i was employed at Ikea.. i had a grand time buying things and just walking around.. or testing out pillows and beds. (it was a hobby of mine) i stopped at the WillowBend Mall to the MAC store (heaven on earth) so i could get one of the genius' to fix the speaker on my ibook and take a look at the menu button on my ipod. they had to replace my ipod. its nice to have a working ipod, but completely unfortunate that i didnt bring my external hard drive to texas. all my music is on that hard drive. (bites lip) i have no music for the trip home. someone throw a bullet at me. oh wait, im in texas, i'll just go pick one out of the grass outside.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
the countdown
my camp countdown has begun. its more like the, constant canoeing hair-do, desert every meal, no laundry all summer, friends 24/7, poker night almost every night... countdown. to say the least. on sunday, (the 1st of july) I shall pack my switchfoot saturn full of everything that pieces me together and drive the few hours (2ish.. depending on my speed) to Camp Crossroads, where i will spend the rest of my summer. exciting eh?
here's the kicker... it was.. quickly... decided that i would be making a trip back to texas.. on tuesday, until saturday. SOO change o' plans then. countdown is as follows.. texas in 2, canada in 5, camp in 7. tonight is pack for camp night. i need to have everything washed then packed into the duffle bag so then tomorrow can be a less stressful day. tomorrow needs to run smoothly. i have to deliver lunch to the V n' Z's (greenhouse boss's) then run to st. catherines to fill out a discusting amount of papers so i can re-apply for my health card. then i'll calm myself with a grandma outting for lunch. my flight goes out of buffalo around 5:30ish tuesday morning, thus putting me in the DFW airport around 10am... with only one super quick stop in philly. (so quick i'll probably have to pull the whole 'home alone' run threw the airport just to get to my flight) monday night should be a nice evening! my 3 closest friends are going to be here to 'see me off' and have a hang out.
(this is when she looks over the lazy couch shes sitting on to see the massively large piles of laundry that needs to be folded and packed)
i must go.
here's the kicker... it was.. quickly... decided that i would be making a trip back to texas.. on tuesday, until saturday. SOO change o' plans then. countdown is as follows.. texas in 2, canada in 5, camp in 7. tonight is pack for camp night. i need to have everything washed then packed into the duffle bag so then tomorrow can be a less stressful day. tomorrow needs to run smoothly. i have to deliver lunch to the V n' Z's (greenhouse boss's) then run to st. catherines to fill out a discusting amount of papers so i can re-apply for my health card. then i'll calm myself with a grandma outting for lunch. my flight goes out of buffalo around 5:30ish tuesday morning, thus putting me in the DFW airport around 10am... with only one super quick stop in philly. (so quick i'll probably have to pull the whole 'home alone' run threw the airport just to get to my flight) monday night should be a nice evening! my 3 closest friends are going to be here to 'see me off' and have a hang out.
(this is when she looks over the lazy couch shes sitting on to see the massively large piles of laundry that needs to be folded and packed)
i must go.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
golden ticket
today felt like tasting chocolate for the first time. i've never felt such a mix of emotions. in the morning, i awoke with frustration bubbles lingering over my head.. then i checked my e-mail.. then the bubbles exploded. they didnt just pop. they freakin exploded. i, unfortunately, didnt have anyone go come to toronto with me anymore. crud. so i phoned my dad to inform him of my newly exploded bubbles and boy oh boy... he did not even hesitate to tell me not to go to the game. which i can completely understand. ...did i listen? Nu uh.
so im driving to Toronto and im thinking that i may JUST get to the stadium in time for the first of the game. traffic was overly amazing. i've never seen such a lack of cars on a sunday in toronto. and since it was fathers day today.. i thought it'd be even more busy than usual. families going places for dads day... dads going places to escape their families plans.. ...just for the record, my dad gave me these toronto fc tickets. the game was against dallas fc and he wasn't able to go to the game anyway.. im not just a horrible daughter who neglects my father on fathers day. i made him a poster. ...anyway...
i arrived at the field and got an amazing parking spot. right under a tree.. the afternoon sun would be blocked and my car would be not as boiling hot on the inside. (does happy dance) i shoved my money and important stuff into my pocket.. grabbed the 2 tickets.. and walked towards the field. on my way there, i was hit in the shoulder by some teenager kicking a soccer ball. nice guy. we ended up talking about soccer for a minute or 2.. he apologized and i went on my way. i was almost at the door when some random guy stopped me and asked if i was selling. selling what? he wanted my other ticket. so i told him that the ticket was 30 bucks... and he only had 20's... and i.. didn't have change. sucks for him. i sold the ticket for 40 bucks. i bought a long sleeve t-shirt and a pop and hot dog! (happy dance continued)
the game, for those of you who missed it, was intense. lots of yellow flags. lots of goals, headbuts, cleats making contact with skin, and oh the language... fantastic game. all around amazing. fc dallas lost (pout) but drew moore #14 waved to me... so that made them good again. No one ever came and sat in the other tickets seat. so it was nice to have 'cheering' room.
once the game was over and patrons were running to their cars to attempt to miss heavy traffic, i decided i LOVED being in toronto alone because then i didnt have to keep a schedule. with that in mind, i walked around the stadium for a bit, got some water (i could feel my skin melting) then once i made it to the front of the building, i walked by several men in suits and ties. lets just say i didnt not take a closer look. i realized that the swarm of men were the toronto fc team! (happy dance continued) they all signed my ticket and made conversation with me for a good 20 some minutes until the crazed fans spotted them and i was slowly moshed out of their way. very cool anyway. the goalie, #18 (russian name that i cant even try to spell) was hilarious! the signed 'golden ticket'...even though its red, is on display on my desk....
They say the best writers come from the people with the most experience in life and in faith. i believe that in the fullest. im waiting for my next challenge.
so im driving to Toronto and im thinking that i may JUST get to the stadium in time for the first of the game. traffic was overly amazing. i've never seen such a lack of cars on a sunday in toronto. and since it was fathers day today.. i thought it'd be even more busy than usual. families going places for dads day... dads going places to escape their families plans.. ...just for the record, my dad gave me these toronto fc tickets. the game was against dallas fc and he wasn't able to go to the game anyway.. im not just a horrible daughter who neglects my father on fathers day. i made him a poster. ...anyway...
i arrived at the field and got an amazing parking spot. right under a tree.. the afternoon sun would be blocked and my car would be not as boiling hot on the inside. (does happy dance) i shoved my money and important stuff into my pocket.. grabbed the 2 tickets.. and walked towards the field. on my way there, i was hit in the shoulder by some teenager kicking a soccer ball. nice guy. we ended up talking about soccer for a minute or 2.. he apologized and i went on my way. i was almost at the door when some random guy stopped me and asked if i was selling. selling what? he wanted my other ticket. so i told him that the ticket was 30 bucks... and he only had 20's... and i.. didn't have change. sucks for him. i sold the ticket for 40 bucks. i bought a long sleeve t-shirt and a pop and hot dog! (happy dance continued)
the game, for those of you who missed it, was intense. lots of yellow flags. lots of goals, headbuts, cleats making contact with skin, and oh the language... fantastic game. all around amazing. fc dallas lost (pout) but drew moore #14 waved to me... so that made them good again. No one ever came and sat in the other tickets seat. so it was nice to have 'cheering' room.
once the game was over and patrons were running to their cars to attempt to miss heavy traffic, i decided i LOVED being in toronto alone because then i didnt have to keep a schedule. with that in mind, i walked around the stadium for a bit, got some water (i could feel my skin melting) then once i made it to the front of the building, i walked by several men in suits and ties. lets just say i didnt not take a closer look. i realized that the swarm of men were the toronto fc team! (happy dance continued) they all signed my ticket and made conversation with me for a good 20 some minutes until the crazed fans spotted them and i was slowly moshed out of their way. very cool anyway. the goalie, #18 (russian name that i cant even try to spell) was hilarious! the signed 'golden ticket'...even though its red, is on display on my desk....
They say the best writers come from the people with the most experience in life and in faith. i believe that in the fullest. im waiting for my next challenge.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
plans?
im overly excited for the next few days. sure, today went really well and no rabbits were sent to tummy hell... but this weekend and possibly week, are going to be so good for me! (claps hands) i planted all day today. spent most of my hours in front of the house on my hands and knees digging in the dirt.. almost like i was back in elementary school again. and although i have the weirdest tan forming on my back, i stay positive. tonight my sister said i look like a chinese mexican. (punched her mouth) then continued on with my day. anyway, tomorrow i work until lord knows when, then holly and i have to go to walmart to purchase our dads fathers day give. ya'll... youll never believe what he asked for. a kite. might as well just buy him the Mary Poppins movie as well. the 2 go hand in hand. so yes, kite on saturday... sunday... how excited am i! sunday i plan on playing church hookie and going to a toronto fc game! YAYA!!! Loves me some soccer. then, if that doesnt just make my day complete, my friend won the z103.5 dance contest, so he shall accompany me to the soccer game, then i shall do the same for him..because after the game we are going to go to the z1035 offices so he can sign some papers.. and do a bit of a meet and greet. and yes... im fully prepared to be that one creeper girl in the background taking a mass amount of pictures.
my eyes have become heavy... im going to bed. i've been praying for a good friend whos in a bit of a jam right now. im feeling that my prayers are being answered...slowly. he needs answers and he needs to see the light of his path. its so hard knowing that every plan we make, may not be the right one for us. im saying this one for later. (folds paper into pocket.)
my eyes have become heavy... im going to bed. i've been praying for a good friend whos in a bit of a jam right now. im feeling that my prayers are being answered...slowly. he needs answers and he needs to see the light of his path. its so hard knowing that every plan we make, may not be the right one for us. im saying this one for later. (folds paper into pocket.)
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
whats that smell
when i turned 20, i thought i knew everything there was to know. ...turns out... i really actually dont know everything there is to know. (gasp) news to me! since i've been working at the greenhouse, ive come face to face with the strangest, yet most interesting days i've ever experienced. today was, by far, the weirdest. last night, i finished my essay and all my application forms for CMU (YAY)...but stayed up way too late. (UGH) with that, i slept in massively this morning. i slept threw all 3 of my alarms and woke up 20 minutes after i needed to be at work. good start eh? (grumbles) and after i pace around my apartment like a zombie in one heck of a hurry, i run out the door... forgetting to grab my CMU package which needed to be mailed. if you've ever been to my place, you'll know it takes me a good 10 minutes just to get down the stairs, through the 2 locked doors...then through the final deadlocked door in the back. and lord knows, as soon as i stepped off the carpet onto the cement of the pathway outside...i remembered the stupid mail... all the way upstairs. lets just say, its a good thing i dont live next door to a priest.
I got to work and received almost zero criticism. that was nice. i watered all morning then deadheaded all afternoon. my boss was acting kinda weird all day. i automatically assumed it was my tardiness that tipped him off, but as the day progressed i found out his 93 year old dad was in the hospital because of a bad fall. and as the boss likes to say, "My Dad broked his ass!" ...yah that says broked.
because i was stuck in a heated greenhouse all day, i wasn't in one of my best moods. it was 30ish today... and i was in a heated building. swell. once 5pm rolled around, i was given the head nod. i could go home!! (jumps up and down) i opened my car door, turned the key, and nothing happened. no happy car starting noises. stupid saturn. more like stupid girl who left her lights on all day. so i go to get out of the car, and im wiping my forehead off with my shirt...and i get stung by a bee on my stomach. ...seriously? i am God's personal joke. so i turn around and head to the barn to get jumper cables and as im walking in, i see Beya the german sheppard eating something. i pass by and grab the cables.. then i turn around and think.. "Ohhh ekk, whats that smell?" ...i finished off my work day by watching Beya eat a giant rabbit. ears, bones and all. and this wasn't the first time.
lord, what will you strike me with tomorrow? go easy.
I got to work and received almost zero criticism. that was nice. i watered all morning then deadheaded all afternoon. my boss was acting kinda weird all day. i automatically assumed it was my tardiness that tipped him off, but as the day progressed i found out his 93 year old dad was in the hospital because of a bad fall. and as the boss likes to say, "My Dad broked his ass!" ...yah that says broked.
because i was stuck in a heated greenhouse all day, i wasn't in one of my best moods. it was 30ish today... and i was in a heated building. swell. once 5pm rolled around, i was given the head nod. i could go home!! (jumps up and down) i opened my car door, turned the key, and nothing happened. no happy car starting noises. stupid saturn. more like stupid girl who left her lights on all day. so i go to get out of the car, and im wiping my forehead off with my shirt...and i get stung by a bee on my stomach. ...seriously? i am God's personal joke. so i turn around and head to the barn to get jumper cables and as im walking in, i see Beya the german sheppard eating something. i pass by and grab the cables.. then i turn around and think.. "Ohhh ekk, whats that smell?" ...i finished off my work day by watching Beya eat a giant rabbit. ears, bones and all. and this wasn't the first time.
lord, what will you strike me with tomorrow? go easy.
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