Saturday, October 25, 2003

 
my favorite quote of the day:

"i sold my soul for my college education"- Heather phillips

 
My outfit is totally passe. which is fun. Cause i look like some little emo kid from the year 2000.

and it makes me wonder... being uncool is cool right? So in like the hip, indie circles I'd be cool right now, cause I'm dressing like an emo kid.

chew on THAT!

Friday, October 24, 2003

 
today in chapel our choir sang "soon and very soon"

soon and very soon
we are going to see the King [x3]
hallelujah, hallelujah
we're going to see the King

no more cryin' there
we are going to see the King [x3]
hallelujah, hallelujah
we're going to see the King

and i remembered how my mom used to sing it to me when i was younger. It was a good memory.

Thursday, October 23, 2003

 
I got this idea from another blog.

Good things about different places:

Portland:
Everything

okay moving on...

Longview, WA:
the incredible park in the middle of the town.
Cool bridge (beautiful view crossing over)

Long Beach, WA:
my cousin's deli
Tsunaumi Burger's milkshakes
The candy store
Elephant ears
The beach you can drive on
the salty ocean air
The Astoria bridge that's 4 miles long

The Cayman Islands:
Turtle Farm
Stingray City
five mile beach (white sands people!)
shopping downtown
jerk chicken
driving on the left side

The UK:
Driving on the left side of the road, again.
tiny roadways with large hedges (taller than cars)
Pounds
highland games
kilts
people who look like me
the weather
castles
loch ness

the midwest:
cool old houses
picturesque small towns
history

Mexico:
Food
people
small town markets
churches in Mexico

California:
Balboa Park in San Diego
Darren
Mt. Shasta
In-n-Outs
Switchfoot

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

 
Okay I promise this is the end of the pictures for a while. But still- This is fun! And i love them so much, i can't help it.

Mates of State:


Kori rockin' it on the organ:


Jason:


And I am World Trade Center- So much fun, they were:


Fun. Sorry you dial-up people.

 
One of the reasons my life is so good.

She just kept holding her chin like this... as if to say "this is all SO boring. Are these people really my relatives?" (that's my dad)


Admiring grandpa at the restaurant:


My mom works at the Red Cross. Hannah's the new poster girl, pictured here with Buddy Blooddrop (or as I like to call him- bloody blooddrop)


And Hannah's got the chillin-like-a-villain thing down. Finally a smile!


Next up pictures: Mates of State/I am World Trade Center

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

 
It's so weird to feel alone and free.

It's weird to know that I'm changing.

To know that I don't think the same way I did last Spring.

To know my priorities are changing.

To know that i do NOT know what I'll be doing in a few years.

To know that HE is all that matters, and what am I even doing with my life to share that?

To know that other peoples' opinions are mattering less and less.

Is it so wrong to love your life this much?

I am incredibly blessed and I don't admit that enough. In the world's terms I am so, so poor. Today I had to make sure I had enough money in my account to buy some simple groceries and get my pictures developed. Compared to a large percentage of the world, however, I am rich. And in comparison to anything that exists in this world, I am blessed beyond reason.

"I can't complain
and all my bills have been paid
thank You so much for all the wonderful"
- plankeye

 
Dr. Plies's son came to speak today in our Humanities 310 class. And i loved it. Because he spent a good chunk of time in El Salvador with an organization that builds schools. He did a great job of combining what SHOULD be our compassion and sacrifice for those less fortunate with our economic greatness and disgusting culture. And by combine I mean- he mixed all that together while he was speaking. It was simply wonderful- and it reminded me why I love missions-oriented things.

And it made me realize that maybe I won't be doing what I've been planning on doing for the rest of my life. Normally this limbo would make me scared and awkward.. but for some reason it makes me extremely happy.

"And joy is always a promise"-L'Engle

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