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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Sun, 13 May 2007 22:42:57 GMT

Happy Momma Day!!

I wrote my mom a poem. I wanna make it a song.

I love-

I love how we both love the autumn flavor September brings,

I love how you let me borrow your 80's earrings,

I love how you get overtired and laugh like Betty Rubble,

I love how the Momma Lion comes out when mean people give me trouble,

I love how you get excited when I tell you stuff about boys,

I love how when we're driving we both turn heads and you get annoyed,

I love how you completely understand when I'm angry,sad, and I need chocolate,

I love how when you talk on the phone your voice gets high-pitched and you can't stop it,

I love how you tell me I can do whatever I want to do and be whatever I want to be,

I love how you show me that no matter what you will always love me.

Love you, Mommy

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Thu, 26 Apr 2007 22:05:34 GMT

In Da Hallway Quotes of the Dizzay:

"...Then she was like 'You know what I mean' and I was like 'No I don't know what you mean...'"

-Random Guy in the Hallway(having trouble communicating with a girl...;)

"Don't forget. Tomorrow night, 7 o'clock, the Old Theater."

-Other Random Guy in the Hallway(who just happened to be talking about the Benefit Show!)

Today was one of those days when I'm just emotionless about everything. Not happy, angry, or sad. Just indifferent. It's not a very entertaining feeling. Kinda makes you feel dead.

Whoo. Sorry. Emo moment over.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Sun, 22 Apr 2007 19:51:15 GMT

I just wanted to let you guys know the song lyrics from my last post are mine. I started writing it a couple months ago and wanted to see what you all thought.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Sun, 15 Apr 2007 03:41:02 GMT

God, Daddy

Let me be your little girl

God, Daddy

I wanna dance on your feet

I hear your whispers

Sweet nothings that mean everything

Holding my hands

Even when I sink in doubt

CHORUS:

God, Daddy

Let me be your little girl

God, Daddy

I wanna dance on your feet

I see you, Beloved

So tenderly I dreamt your life

Captivating

You are perfect in my eyes

CHORUS

Adoring you are

I'm calling you, You're calling me

Patient, you are

Though times I cannot see to see

Bridge:

So tenderly I dreamt your life

You are perfect in my eyes

That's what He gently says to me

Though I had lain in filth

He still fell in love with me

Captivating, Beloved

CHORUS 2x

Solution to all problems = A big ol' helping of Jesus

Mon, 26 Mar 2007 20:56:54 GMT

Well I feel quite wonderful.

I'm not letting people bring me down.

Try it, feels great.

Jesus I love, yes yes, I do.

Tell me something.

Anything.

I want to hear good things.

Tell me what random non-coincidences God has sent you lately.

Tell me problems that have been fixed.

Get something off your chest.

Man, I want this spiritual high to last forever. I know it has to leave for me to grow, but I am marvelously content at the moment. I love how Jesus makes you realize what does not matter at all on this earth and what actually is the reason for life in the world. I want our youth group to start this generation's revolution. I want to live out what we talk about doing all the time. NO more talk. Let's DO something. I can't stand to live in the filth of the world anymore and I know we can clean it up. I know we can't solve everything because I know that the world is so close to it's ever-approaching demise(things are supposed to get bad towards the end). BUT, with our loving Daddy, we can fix what we have lying pervertedly in front of our own passive eyes everyday. Be willing and we can do what we must.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Mon, 19 Mar 2007 01:59:19 GMT

Lately: I feel so angry all the time and when I know I'm being mean to someone I have an "I don't care" attitude. I miss my friends but when I'm around them I don't know how to act anymore because I've been away so long. This play has been a blessing and yet a curse because many of the people involved have constant negative personalities and, unfortunately, they rub off on me. My soul longs to be fed with the Word and to have Christian fellowship, but at the same time I always feel like I'm lost and won't "fit" anymore because I'm out of the "friendship circle." Jealousy, hatred, conceit. Every thought is contorted and perverted and each time I think I can stop it, it seems worse than before. It's so scary when, ever-so-often, one of these thoughts slips off my tongue. All I can pray is "God make it stop, please make it stop."

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Wed, 14 Mar 2007 02:10:45 GMT

TREADING WATER-

SPRING-BREAK-SO-CLOSE-

10,000 POUNDS OF HOMEWORK FOR BREAK-

AND IT'S ONLY TUESDAY-

NO UPDATES IN A WHILE-

LIKE TO SPEAK IN BROKEN SENTENCES-

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Wed, 07 Feb 2007 03:09:22 GMT

One week and two hours until the Day of Me! You're excited, I know!

*sings 'Subject Chaaangah'* Sooooooo haven't been here in a while.

Something I want to share with everyone = When we had the youth meeting and we talked about the mission trips-major God thing happened. So when I first heard about the youth group going to Bolivia, I was like*shrugs shoulders* "Whoopy-dee-doo-BO-liv-ee-uh." BUT-at the meeting we were given a paper that had everything we were going to talk about on it. One of the topics toward the bottom of the page was mission trips and it looked kinda like this:

Bolivia

Romania

Now when I read Romania, it was glowing...and I had this sudden, urgent thought that was like "We need to go here."

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Sun, 07 Jan 2007 04:00:46 GMT

Rae Rae to Lor- "You are so indecisive."

Lor-"Yeah. My whole life's been based off of eenee-meenee-minee-mo."

Pretty sure I'm getting my hair cut soon. Like a hardcore pixie.

Rachel's head...purple hair = Hair Majesty

Xanga-Worthy Storytime:

Yesterday while engaging in a harmless helping of icecreamage, Rachel, Rae Rae, and I encountered a dilemna.

While sitting in the car and eating our food in the Sonic Drive-In, we were enjoying a wonderful piece of music by the one and only group by the name of Family Force 5. Headbanging. *Swish-Swish* Then we proceeded to observe a trio of gangstas heading our direction. Serious headbanging induced...(to impress them with our feminine-hardcore beauty, of course).*Swish-swishy-swish-swish* Well, one of the trio approached the vehicle with a befuddled look of confusion, and with a rotating hand motion, suggested we roll down the window. Thankfully, 'twas the side of the car that contained the broken window, and while we all told him that 'twas so, Rae Rae smartly locked the door. *Click, innocent smile* Seat belts.*Click-click-click* OUT OF THERE! *Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!*

The End

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 03:44:35 GMT

Okay. So we were talking about wives and husbands in Ephesians at Bible Study tonight and I was really skeptical about the whole thing. It all seemed unfair or overall weird at first. But then I started talking about it with my dad and he made me realize something. The Bible says that both wife and husband submit to God, the wife submits to the husband, and the husband is supposed to love his wife like Jesus loved the church. Well, I never realized how beautiful this really is. Jesus sacrificed himself for the church. His whole self given up willingly ,when he could have just blamed the church and left them to deal with God's wrath. The husband loves the wife so much that he would take the blame for whatever she did that was sinful. Then my dad asked me something. Who submitted more the wife or the husband?