tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58517642011-04-21T15:20:23.265-10:00a peep into the chasm of my mindturzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.comBlogger1471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-42378902165131533092007-10-22T05:31:00.000-10:002007-10-22T05:43:46.594-10:00

We are like children arguing what daddy does when he goes away to work. This analogy came to me when at dinner last night a group of students, myself included, sat around the table debating the place of God in evolution. Each arguing his opinion, some based on truth, some based on what science class or church teaches us. Like children.In the same way our worship is child-like. Like a child who

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My religion professor concluded that Calvin and Luther were wrong about humans having to place their trust in Christ. It was Jesus' faith in God that pardons everyone, not a choice which we make. Jesus was a good exemplary man and we should try to emulate his life and faith, but in the end he died. He then went on to mention how Pauls says he 'dies daily with Christ' for a belief which according

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Why is it that with some people you take one look at them and immediately know what they're going to look like as on old person? not because these people are particularly ugly, often they are very cute, but you look at them and picture that girl as the sweet little old lady, or that guy as the kind old grandpa who loves his grandkids. And with some people you look at them and have no idea what

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theres alot to be said about the aesthetic nature of silence.

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I get cozy under my soft green blanket, look around at the pictures adorning my walls and I can scarcely remember a time when I was living at home... have I only been here two weeks? Now that im back into the swing of school and rutienes, I have retreated into social-hermitship. Which is probably as it should be seeing as I aim to get good to know my professors and obtain good grades. I walk

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another bend in the road of life approaches. The last one was beautiful and I miss the Stilwell family and all the wonderful times I had in Peru but I know that the time has come to move on to new things once again. And it is also with great excitement that I prepare to begin college (for real this time!) at the University of Indianapolis. Im honestly not nervous at all, but I pray that God gives

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Yesterday I went get a yellow fever vaccine for my family's expedition to the rainforest in Colombia come June. I always enjoy 'going into town' in Trujillo, as i can sit quietly and observe life going on around me. I also enjoy for whatever odd reason the city-taxi smell, that can be only found in a taxi in a south american city. Its an oddly comforting smell. We stepped out in front of the

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i had three thoughts in the course of this morning. one in the nature of things spiritual, one has to do with the bible but isnt necessarily spirtual, and one completely random. of course i had more thoughts than three but these are the ones that stick with me. in reverse order, so as to leave those thought in your memory here they are.1) white guys just cant pull of wearing purple like darker

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this is my goal in life.I took this picture at my dad's suggestion, of the beautifully stubborn flower persisting to live out of the side of a thick STONE fortress wall in spain. Its gentle presense is not to be ignored becuase it is surrounded by the bland color of stone; its bright color cannot be hidden nor does it want to. It doesnt call attention to itself but valiantly keeps swaying with

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One night at dinner Pastor Stanley noted that for him one of the saddest parts in the bible is when Jonathan (King Saul's son) dies. I have been reading through the Old Testament for one of my seminary classes and i was reading 1 Samuel today and the story of the incredible friendship between David and Jonathon brought tears to my eyes. what an incredible example of what a Godly friendship

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I could go on and on about all the things that God has been teaching me in my time here in Peru. many valuable lessons about coming to christ about EVERYTHING in prayer, and the importance in spending each and every moment i can thinking about him, praising him and pondering life in the light of His presence. but anyways one lesson that i have been learning recently is no doubt a long overdue one

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so im randomly in the writting moode. funny how it hits you, like a caffiene charge or a sugar craving....the need to blog! so im loving peru, but i miss somethings. so for your amusement i will record what things i miss the most about home and what things im gonna miss when i leave hear!things i miss......1. pop tarts2. skim milk3. american cereals!4. driving5. randomly going for walks6. public

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to clarify any confusion my last post may have caused i will repeat where im coming from: im a selfish, self-centered 18 year old, who though at times would pay handsomely to know God's will for her entire life, is at the same time thankful that she doesnt know it all. Im not denying the selfishness of the desire to spend a life all alone, but at the same time, i am saying that it is indeed

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in a moment during my devotions just now i came across this phrase in Warren Wiersbe's "On Being a Servant of God" and decided to dust off my blog, which has so long lain in disregard due to a new phenomenon known as facebook...He is saying how moses is asking God:" whom am i? that i should go to Pharoah and that i should bring the children of Isreal out of Egypt?" I have read this passage many

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so i was gonna post last night, but my thoughts were all completely random and they wouldnt assemble themselves to form any coherant thoughts. haha....but i was thinking this this morning.okay so this weekend im doing the living Nativity, as i have enjoyed doing since i was old enough to participate. i absolutely love doing it. and this year im doing the scene where the people are mocking Christ

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"This is my December........."

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okay so i love the whole not having school thing, but i dont like the whole being lazy and napping all the time! my sleeping hours are all messed up! but then again,,,,,, they always were to begin with...haha. and now i have a million thoughts zipping around my head, most of which need to stay there! and so i will do my best....no promises.here are 10 random things that happened over break that i

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"DO NOT be anxious about a n y t h i n gbut in e v e r y t h i n g by prayer! and supplication! and thanksgiving!!!present your requests to GOD and the peacewhich transcends ALL understandingwill gaurd your hearts and your mindsin Christ Jesus" (Philippean's 4:6-7)Enough said.

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i was cleaning the floor at smoothie king the other day (i do some of my best thinking while cleaning......haha) and i observed that every single song that had played and was playing had to do in some way with 'love'. it struck me as strange. Is it only love-stricken singers and songwriters who are obsessed? or are we all just crazy about love?when i looked up the definition, out of 28

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the rain yesterday was beautiful............ a reverence fell over the earth such that any noise or music seemed awkward and misplaced. the only sound to be heard was that of feet shuffling over pavement. The peace after a rain is nothing short of delightful. and at nightfall the torrents of rain falling, Calming the earth, weeping with those who wept. swirling around the lights, timidly falling

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okay so that last post was a bit of random boredness/amusement. But not till now has that happened this week cuz i went to IWU!!!! (indiana wesleyan) to stay with Rebecca and i hung out with Wickert too!!! and went over to Taylor and spent a few hours with Rausch. it was very fun and i probably ate way too much ice cream and junk food (huzzah) but i laughed alot so its okay......mmmmmm.So for the

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You Are A Good FriendYou're always willing to listenOr lend a shoulder to cry onYou're there through thick and thinMany people consider you their "best friend"!What Kind of Friend Are You?Your Candy Heart Says "Get Real"You're a bit of a cynic when it comes to love.You don't lose your head, and hardly anyone penetrates your heart.Your ideal Valentine's Day date: is all about the person you're

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i really just felt like blogging, cuz its been so long! but i cant think of anything to say...hmmHere are my top 10 feelings right NOW:1) content: im the perfect tempurature, im listening to john mayer, im relaxed, and God is helping my life go smoothly (relatively) .2) sleepy: im always sleep deprived these days. Its not like im busier than in highschool (cuz im not) i just am involved in things

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OK so my spanish class everything is super femenist and liberal and it kinda annoys me. I mean the class is great, my teacher is really good and a nice lady, but im getting sick of all this feminism.........I mean yeh so this Mexican nun wrote one poem about how hypocritical men are. that doesnt make someone femenist because the criticised men once! i told this to my dad and he's like "hey i

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I missed Rebecca a lot today. Yeh i miss everyone who's left (a TON) but with them my subconscious keeps telling me that i can just call them up and get together. But with Rebecca i always hang out with her every Sunday morning all morning long at church and the two of us would just sit there in sunday school and laugh and laugh. (which is pretty much all we do when together.........good times).

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grrrrrness. I finally got my laptop to recieve purdue's wireless, but it must have died on me. So now im in HSSE library, wasting my time till class starts....... i need to go buy a spanish manual too. I cant think of anything else, to say b/c im not even in the moode to blog. i just felt like it cuz i've already checked my e-mail a million times and facebook too! Lata

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i feel like this is the eve of adulthood. Goodbye to highschool, goodbye to sweet memories. Normally im pretty much a self-absorbed person who writes for the approval of others, but this time i think im just gonna write for my own consolation (which is still self-absorbed, but since this is a farewell to childhood........) Im so excited about the future and everything that it holds, but at the

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meg didnt want her pic taking hee hee (shes cleaning up at Moe's: WELCOME TO MOES!!!!)i was really bored/hyper after having worked and sweated all night at smoothie king. i think a whole sorority came in. there were a million girls and like 8 boys. AHHHHHHH. I had some interesting discussions with the guy i worked with. He and i have had a history of not getting along, so i was honestly kinda

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im not sure how i feel about this whole becoming an adult thing. it doesnt feel any different and yet it does. i always thought that coming out of highschool you'd know where you're gonna study, what career you're gonna have, who you're gonna marry and where you'll live!!! bad news..........worst things:1. paying for gas!!! 2. Having to be responsible for job and school schedules. I like to

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hmmmmm im actually really bored right now. My life has been so jam-packed that i havent had time to stop and breathe till like now. and i miss it. I really want to start school. full time, i dont want to work, i just want to go to purdue, and have fun with friends and take ballet and swing dancing and have fun. And most of all i want to be done with highschool drama. I had fooled myself into

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BGR (boiler Gold rush) has been so much fun. i was a little skeptical considering that im only taking 2 classes at Purdue and not even living in the dorms (it seemed a little pointless). But there are plenty of OC (off campus) peeps and here are pictures of the ones in my group. i've met so many cool people and has such fun times. it really is a small world. I've met so many people who are

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I hate how no one posts during the summer. if that's you than BOO on you!! I still find time and im working 4 jobs! how do i do it? simple. One job (corn feild) i regularly work every morning-afternoon, then i come home, shower and tutor a girl in spanish for an hour than i may have to work at either smoothie king or american eagle or maybe neither since they dont schedule me that often, so i

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i'm off tomorrow! WOOOO HOOO they're spraying the feilds so we're off. actually corn season's almost over (it was short)n which is fine with me cuz i have an interview at American eagle tomorrow and i start Chiropractic on next monday and meanwhile im still working at smoothie king and tutoring.........so that was my life update. between working all day (and swiming, like yesterday) dancing and

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evil! i have to go get a blood test and a menengitis shot soon. NOOOOOOOOOOO! (college and leaving country) i had better not be sore b/c im going to ballet tonight and Alexei the russian works us really hard (im very sore), but i love his classes anyways, to bad im so outta shape.

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i really want to curl up and sleep from now till Jesus comes. Unfortunately my tiredness means that all creative power is gone, it was expended this morning on sarcastic coments in the corn feild. I love the smell of corn. i have no idea why but every morning riding my bike to work (i know im a loser, but i love riding my bicycle) i can smell it in the air. mmmmmmmi wish there was more time to

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STRANGE, WIERD and CRAZY. I actually have enjoyed working at the corn feild (so far) this summer. a fact that has absolutely nothing to do with my 25 cent raise. (woo hoo). I have no idea why. Last summer i remember riding my bike home from work the very last day feeling so free that i'd never have to work at FFR again (private corn breeding company). I mean honestly the job is not my top pick,

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i defiantely feel like a workaholic now. well except for yesterday when i went to Chicago all day.....:) Wicked was wicked! and amazing! I would definately not hesitate at all in running away with broadway if given the option to sign on right now. even as a swing or a standby. no hard decision there! And so today i made up for the amazing time and great Italian food by working 14 hours today. (

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no question about it! im still addicted to blogging! yeh facebook is great but is not blog (tear). I crave it even more than i crave food (WEIRD!!!!!!!) I thought i was gonna come home and eat the whole refrigerator but actually i came straight to the computer (probably has something to do with the dirty looks she gives me when i head toward the fridge or cabinet and when she asks me when was the

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Im choosing to ignore any derogatory comments toward the spanish team. All i have to say about the German fans is: HA.Anywho! I got an interesting e-mail from Meg entitles 51 things girls dont know about guys. So i want to run some things through y-all to see if it's true. Girls go ahead and give you're opinions anyways, we all know that they are the only ones that really count ;).some things

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Sorry these pics are really out of order. Im just psyched that i finally figured out how to put pics on my blog. It was so hard to choose just a few out of so many!!!enjoy!Sorry about turning your neck sidesays, but this is a view down a former aqueduct into the Alhambra to bring fresh waterThis was the most exciting thing that happened at the bullfight. This was the last bull (out of 6) and he

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Yay for smoothies, Tirzah's finally working now...at smoothie king. Gotta admit the first day was at times a struggle to keep the tears in (I watched the intro. movies and then was making smoothies in the same hour.....and i messed up half the orders, cuz the instructions are really confusing until you're used to them, which now me, the pro of 3 days is decently good at).anyways i'm gonna get

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OK so i dont think that my pictures are going to work on this thing, no NEVER MIND.anywho spain was amazing, its very hard to put in words..... im gonna kinda categorize spain so it'll be easier to skim. (i dont kid myself, no one's going to want to read every little detail of what i did in spain) so here goesLandscape: where i traveled (middle-south) dry, some rolling hills and a few mountains.

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spains awesome! i just saw a bull fight. it was wicked!!!!!! Miss you all i'll be home tuesday night so bye!

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well i've officially given up on summer job. I have like 4 jobs lined up for end of july/when i turn 18 or around school starting. ANd i only will have the month of July. I guess I can bear the corn feild for a few weeks. i'll also probably be tutorin some. I was really bummed because i really dont want to work at FFR. You really have no idea unless you've ever worked there. And no it's not just

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alright so im addicted! Even though i cant think of much to blog about, i really really wanted to, so here i am blogging.Its a beautiful moon out. I may just lie on my roof and watch the stars. Is it wrong to want something, even though you know it'll never happen, not even in your wildest dreams. There are several things actually that fall under this category. But just in general, assuming its

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oh my. this is so depressing. just when i thought i was free. Now im caught, just when i was getting myself untangled i was walking away thinking: finally! Now i jumped back in. I know this makes no sense but im not explaining. its gonna be a long summer. sigh..........extra large SIGH. Hey if anyone feels the urge, e-mail me. i love getting mail of any kind. All i get is junk mail (as Natasha

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Ok so once again im here in the best city ever on a Mac demo computer. We're all bored and hungry...... i bought these sweet Vans y-day at the sports store but idiot tirz forgot to wear socks so i have blister larger than a very fat quarter on each heel. ANd Meg helped me hunt around to find a pair of flip flops. SO i kinda splurged, but hey, im desperate!!!! the temperature is perfect and im

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This is so exciting, i have a purdue e-mail address now. I feel like a mature college student! (im lying, i actually feel like an insecure freshman who's back to being on the bottom of the food chain). No, well, i just feel stupid that it took me three whole days to figure out my purude ID etc. its quite confusing. And now, when i've just gotten set into the lazy schedule of summer (which is

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i've decided than when i get old i want to be just like my dog. Hes a mix, mostly cocker spaniel, but with long hair and a long tail. We've had him forever and he's starting to get old. But amazingly he still acts almost as young as ever except that he's going deaf (boo hoo).I took him out for a walk as the sun was setting yesterday and HE was the one sprinting the whole time. Granted his sprint

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im still not sure how i feel about graduation. Yeh im super excited, but it feels like one of those quasi-dreams where you know you'll wake up soon, so you better have fun while it lasts. (know what im talking about? maybe im just crazy).Meanwhile i hate thinking about all the people im gonna miss. sigh. once again, as soon as any sad thought approaches my mind shuts down.Today was pretty fun so

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im finally done with finals! yay. Now i am in the process of trying to forget everything about schoolwork, which is not going so hot since my mom has reminded me upwards of fifteen times that i should be writing my valedictorian speech. Is it really that important? Its two minutes out of the whole show. And yes, its a show. its put on for our parents so yes it is.....I saw high school muscial for

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What Your Face SaysAt first glance, people see you as warm and well-balanced.Overall, your true self is creative and expressive.With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.In love, you seem energetic - almost manic.In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.What Do People Think Of Your Face?

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You Are a Jam CookieOn the outside, you project a straight-laced, innocent vibe. But on the inside, you're complex, exotic, and full of flavor.What Kind of Cookie Are You?Even though i HATE these cookies, sometimes that how you could describe me. My friends from ballet say so.

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The Keys to Your HeartYou are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.Your ideal relationship is

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I'm done with physics FOREVER.....that is until i go to college.grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrWe'll see tomorrow how i did. All i have to say about it is that my left thumb is raw and bled for a bit from my having chewed it for an hour and fifteen minutes, out of anxiety.......Yay for randomly hyper girls. Meg, Adrienne and i went to meg's house to 'study', i really did plan to , and we did s-what, till we

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I have an anouncement i have changed my mind and am going to get married.I dont know his name but he's Breanna Campbell's youngest brother. He's the cutest thing ever!!! He always makes faces at me in the hallway and even smiled at me when he came to the the ballet. It was love at first smile!i am in the most randomly hyper moode ever. I need to see someone besides my mom and my cat. NOW!

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If you ask me to leapout of my boat on the crashing wavesIf you ask me to go Preach to a lost world that Jesus savesI'll go but i cannot go alone'cause i know im nothing on my ownBut the power of christ in me makes me strongmakes me strongwhen im weak, You make me strongWhen im blind you shine your light on me'cause ill never get by living on my own abilityHow refreshing to know you dont need

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Hear my prayer God. Im desperate for your help. why does it seem that every door thats open is the last thing i'd want to do. What ive spent all my life doing is now pointless. Yes i want to do your will. More than anything else, even if i means doing what i dont want to do right now, but what if it is your will and its my turn to take the initiative, but if i have to go out on my own does that

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when talking to the seniors last year the one thing they all said was that it went super fast, and was over before they knew it. Y'know it really wasnt. I mean its been a blast, it really has been an awesomely fun school year, but the retreat? that was FOREVER ago!!! I think it all turned out different that i expected. Many things way better, but some- just different. i made friends, or

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Senior trip was way fun. It was kind of strange though how i the parts i thought would be the most fun werent and the parts i didnt especially look forward to doing were soo much fun!The wilds i think was my favorite, between the fourth falls, giant swing, lake, canoeing-or well falling into the lake for many of us.....the summit, the sermons, human foosball etc.. Altogether we ate entirely too

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Wow Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens is a good book. I've always liked dickens, and his character portraits, but this books was definately a favorite. Granted it was hard to get into at first, all classics are. Everytime i pick up a classic, i think, "why oh why, do i like these novels" but by the end im in love all over again. Nothing worthwhile isnt without some extra hard work to achieve

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im so tired, that once again i find myself stalling so as to avoid starting my mountain of homework. papers, problems, worksheets, flowers, take home tests, to name a few. I was so tired driving home to day i didnt really brake much, but i didnt go that fast easier i just kinda kept my foot the the same position and used the hand that was not on the wheel to hold an eyelid open. A retired dancer

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i took a two day break to be a good girl and do important things like studying for physics and sewing my tutu for the spring show.....i've discovered that sewing tutu's is not for the faint of heart. I have spilt more than a few drops of blood over it. i have measured endless yards of tule. (you'd never believe how much fabric goes into one tutu) and it hurts your legs and arms to sew it cuz you

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Everyone reading this ask meg how prom was, cuz she had so much fun that if you dont ask her, she's gonna burst! or tell you anyways, whichever comes first. :)Today was too long, and i wished i could have spent more of it outside. The Haynie family came over for easter lunch, and i had no ballet rehearsal (both good and bad) so i talked a while with all of the kids actually but the most fun was

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Alright so that last post was morbidly pessimistic. ANd though i dont regret anything i said, i decided maybe i should be a little less moody and complaigning. Actually doing homework strangely (and theres really no way to express how strange a reaction that was considering the homework) good for me and made me feel better.well i'm going to the passion play now. Have a happy easter everyone!

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i hate humidity!!!! it makes me so angry! i dont do anything and im sweating and i hate the feeling. I like to work hard in order to sweat, not sit around and then you have to take fifteen showers a day just to feel clean. I hate summer. it too makes me angry. (we have common theme here) working is just getting up early to count down the hours until the days over and you can go home and take a

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I decided a new post was long over due. Cliche sayings are so annoying like: if at first you dont suceed, try, try again. It makes me so angry to hear it cuz it almost doesnt mean anything anymore, and yet its so true. Why is it that when you fail once, sometimes you just dont want to try at all cuz you're too scar'd from the first failure. That's me, im afraid of failure, but what if something

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grrrrr so now that i've got to sleep in (almost) every day this week, i cant fall asleep (surprise), even though i tried especially hard to get home early tonight, cuz i dont want the rents mad at me. :)For once in my life i cant think of anything to say....actually, there's been alot more than just once. And tonight i dont want to think about my mistakes from the past, and i dont want to think

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Woops, i decided to 'moderate comments' which means that they have to go through your email, and so i changed it back. (i was a little over-worried about a certain spam....). Anywho comment away, s'all good!I'm addicted to Jack Johnson now! My friend Chelsea got Jennifer and i hooked on him, and Jenn just burned me a CD ( i know i know, burning is wrong... blah, blah). But i'm in love with his

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Ha, ha fooled ya there! But when i was coming out of Glen Acres for spanish tutoring one of the hispanic girls asked me which car was mine. When i pointed it out she said: "that's so cool!" woot woot!I would say that i'm going to take time off from blogging due to the tightness of my schedule from now till the end of my life, but unfortunately im addicted to this schtuff.ANywho Logan's Roadhouse

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Know what i could have done today? Jennifer (from ballet) invited me to go to chicago with her and her mom and little sister to see American Ballet Theater perform Le Corsaire. (The Pirate-french). Its such a good ballet, i love it, and also it's ABT!!! That means Sasha Radeski (sigh) and Angel Corella (double sigh) and so many other famous, amazingly beautiful dancers........ But i had a bunch

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I hate corn! I counted seed by the fives from 7 till noon today and will again tomorrow morning! I just kept telling myself that tomorrow's the last day i'll ever work there. (knock on wood).So i called a few physical therapy places and the only one that hires teens, i'd have to take a week long course, to get some kind of preliminary certificate, yadda yadda. I'll try to do that but i cant get

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if my legs didnt hurt from walking around all day, and if i had millions of dollars at my disposal. So pretty much: i'm not, but i enjoyed pretended today that i was!!We made it to Chicago in record time, not barely any trafic, and we didn't get lost! Mostly because i know my way around Chicago better than my mom does....thanks to ballet auditions. We found a parking place where a black guy drove

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Alright so, since i was the only senior who actually checked out books when we went to Purdue that one day way back when, i have kept getting letters bugging me to return the books. So i decided that after Jazz today i would drive across the bridge and drop 'em off no problem.......right.Jazz was great, and i asked my teacher, who happens to be a professor at Purdue where to park for free so i

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One of my favorite places to be ever is outside in the woods. (actually that's a lot of places....i'm a genius). Especially now that the weather is (gradually) getting warmer, and now that i have nothing else to do. Today was so weird cuz i came home right after school and have been home since. No play practice, no ballet no nothing!! So i told Mom i'd go for a walk, with my physics notes of

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Hey this time give a shout out to Alec MacLEOD, cuz it's his birthday on MONDAY!! woot woot! I think he wants a car for his birthday so anyone with an extra car! (or at least a car engine...:) ). If you cant afford either, just throw pennies at him and maybe by the end of the day he'll have accumulated enough to buy something....Alec's a really great guy. I really don't think i ever talked to him

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Here's a shout out to Robbie Summer: it's his birthday on SATURDAY! Rumors are he wants a girlfriend for his birthday so if you're reading this and you're female, ask him out on saturday when you attend or perform in the school play!(if you're not female, ask him out anyways for the heck of it).I guess he doesnt need anything else... i mean what else does a guy need who's a genius, is rich, and

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faba was quite fun this year!I resolved, it being my senior year to do less things, since there's no point in categories like organ solo, or dramatic blah-dee-blah since i've never won, or come close to doing well....anywho on thurs. bible quiz was very intense. Personally i did my best, which made me happy, but still a little disappointed that we didnt place higher...we really should've gotten

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i have had the priviledge, like most people of possessing several nicknames throughout my ilustrious life so far. Tirzina (the 'n' has a ~ on top): As far back as i can remember my mom has called me this, and now Christopher and Rebecca do too.Tereasa: Many people actually say this first under the mistaken presumption that i pronounced my own name wrong too. Also i had a teacher from Ukraine (or

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i cant fall asleep.... which is ironic cuz i'm sure i have a trillion things to do....too many things on my mind, so that simply writing them down isn't enough. But since i can't exactly call any friends at 11:30 at night i guess i'll have to write somemore...Ever feel like God is sitting up in heaven just watching down on you with a bemused smile on his face. He's probably sitting back, arms

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I'm gonna dedicate this post to Advanced Physics class. This is for those of you my wonderful classmates, as well as all who've ever taken this class, or will in the future. I salute you my fellow insane maniacs!The first thought i ever had when i walked into this class on the first day of school this year was 1) Oh, no everyone in this class is younger than me, don't i feel stupid, cuz they're

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If any of y'all watched the olympics last night, i hope you saw the amazing final race of womens snowboarding cross where four people snowboard at a time down a path and try to trip up each other without touching and cut in front. Anywho, so among the final four girls competing for the medal was an american who was talented enough to get in the lead position and stay that way. The back two girls

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Alright guys, i must be sick/dying cuz i wasn't hungry hardly AT ALL today. OK so y-day i didn't really eat dinner because i was so busy studying for the physics quiz of doom (i didn't even get home till after 9:30pm), and so when i woke up this morning i was picturing my usual delicious mountain of cereal. But when i finnished eating an apple i wasn't hungry!And then i had the chocolate donut

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Sorry Steph. for stealing this from you!Yesterday did you?1. Talk to someone you liked: liked as in friend, yes2. Buy something: yeh a carmel macchiato and chocolate chip muffin at starbucks3. Get sick: yes! throat and runny nose!4. Sing: who me? of course!5. Thought about someone you cared about: oh yeh6. Cried: surprisingly no7. Got in trouble: surprisingly no too8. Talk to an ex: i don't even

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I love to read. Sure reading some dumb ancient diary of a random lady in the negative 13th century can be boring, but reading real books by real authors is quite wonderful. No matter what has happened in my life, at the end of the day when all my work is done, when it's dark outside, and i'm cozy inside, i take out a book and read and read to my hearts content (well, until my eyelids droop too

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What is the point in beauty? does it make you wiser, stronger or more of anything worthwhile? Sure it's fun to be noticed and attract others, but really how superficial!i have been told that i'm pretty, though i don't understand why, and even hot (sorry if this offends anyone), even more baffling. I always feel so awkward. So what do you say when someone complements you on your looks? 'thanks, i

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Two roads diverged in a yellow woodand sorry that i could not travel botso starts one of my favorite poems by Robert Frost. it pretty much sums up my life right now. Two roads, and which to take? I stand in the middle of a beautiful but slowly dying woods and would pay any amount to have a quick glance down each path and then make the choice, or even be spared the trouble of making it and just go

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....hmm this is my second post on boys and girls. Maybe I should be phsycologist. (ha,ha :0 ).Boys are expected, and by girls, to be funny, at times, not to much or too repetitive, but to insert a witty comment after every other line of conversation. I know I'm glad that I'm not a boy, as girls are good only to giggle and approve of the boys' comments, or else to scorn and dash his feelings for

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I thought i'd just post cuz i have nothing else whatsoever to do. This doesn't mean it could become a habit or anything. This weekend was suprisingly fun, despite the amount of tears. (buckets and buckets to say the least). Homecoming was a smashing sucess, I and I sang my lungs out on sat at Ashleys. And for the first time i'm feeling opptimistic about the senior trip. Yay! Random thought: Joel

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1129210455530934982005-10-13T03:17:00.000-10:002005-10-13T03:34:15.550-10:00

10 years ago: I was 7, oh geez, i don't remember...I was homeschooled, had frizzy hair way past my butt, i ran around barefoot in the woods of our neighborhood. I went to sunday school with only Rebecca Thomas and all the boys..goodtimes5 years ago: I was 12, was that 7th grade? I was still homeschooled. I had a massive crush on Alex Blake, as just about every one knows. I'm not sure if a whole

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1129057962106087372005-10-11T09:01:00.000-10:002005-10-11T09:12:42.113-10:00

Does being senior always feel like this?Now that i'm FINALLY done with all my *darn SAT testing, and i've been accepted to Purdue and University of Indianapolis and just sent in applications to two more colleges... it's like what's the point of highschool. You just look around at all the other immature kids... sorry this is sounding mean, but it's like: surely we weren't like that???!! please....

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1128300639864398012005-10-02T14:33:00.000-10:002005-10-02T14:50:39.870-10:00

And for all of you who are jealous of our new political interest this has nothing to do with politics. I want all of you to pick one of the following careers and tell me what you can see me most as....1) Physical Therapist: requires a lot of patience. One can work with old, young, handicaped, sports players with injuries etc. 4-6 years of school, rather selective. Interest level (out of 10): 8

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1127097987890960362005-09-18T16:35:00.000-10:002005-09-18T16:46:27.903-10:00

I know, I know this is one of those dumb surveys. But i'm really bored OK? (actually i should be doing hw but we'll pretend i have a ton of time..)Firsts and Lasts8 Firsts...First Best Friend: there was this girl Lacy, who i would've considered a best friend in kindergardenFirst Kiss: my momFirst Screen Name: uhhh.. First Pet: Cider!!!First Piercing: earsFirst Crush: Kevin Gilbert, or maybe

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1125456502663008872005-08-30T16:37:00.000-10:002005-08-30T16:48:22.670-10:00

Just kidding about never blogging again. Our teachers decided not to give us homework, or to assign a super easy quiz tomorrow, so I have some extra time.Ironically i've done the least amount of hard work today in a very long time, and yet i'm going to talk about it..Isn't it strange how working hard has satisfactory bennefits? It sounds crazy, but i think in at least one area you all will agree

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1125271235198779562005-08-28T13:13:00.000-10:002005-08-28T13:20:35.203-10:00

Hey this is probably the last blog i'll ever blog until school get's out or our teachers decide not to give homework ever again. (i'm only bloggin' now cuz i finnished spanish, english, Calculus, Physics hw, cleaing, mowing, dancing and all other forms of filling boredom). I'd just like to say to all you pessimists who hate school: I love school! I would rather learn any day than work at any dumb

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1123736322848148762005-08-10T18:51:00.000-10:002005-08-10T18:58:42.850-10:00

i nearly killed my dog today! I had my huge hunk of way too much chocolate (thanks to Joe) in my room, cuz i had randomly eaten like one piece of it last night. Then i came back today and it was almost all gone, but obviously chewed up. So my mom (i swear mom's can read their children's minds) told me that if Cider died than it was my fault!! So, being too late to go the vet, i got on the

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1123522495815554162005-08-08T07:26:00.000-10:002005-08-08T13:11:49.793-10:00

I've been seriously thinking and praying about what I want to do next year. I can always just go as an undecided major, but honestly that's a waste of my money. My mom wants me to be a Physical Therapist, and i'd probably like the job, but love?? I want to love waking up and going to work each day, and i'm just not sure if I could say that about PT. Honestly my favorite thing to do in all the

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1123099910121423752005-08-03T09:38:00.000-10:002005-08-03T10:11:50.140-10:00

That's right, coming this Saturday I'll (finally) be no longer sweet 16! I must say, it's overrated: I liked being 15 better.I can't decide if I'm excited about school starting. I mean heck it beats the corn feilds any day! I love to learn and see everyone again, and stay in an air-conditioned building (where their's no corn rash, pollen, and corn!!) So I guess that's definately a YES, Lord, I am

turzahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00417895257970751797noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851764.post-1120946152455972082005-07-09T11:32:00.000-10:002005-07-09T11:55:52.460-10:00

What do you think of when you think of the word: OBSESSION.Got that person in your mind? Maybe not a person, but a hobby... etc.How often do you think of the that person throughout the day? How often you talk about them, or that something. How often do you wish you were with them, or that things were different, or that you were better at talking to them, doing that hobby or whatever...Obsession

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