I TALKED TO EDWARD TODAY!


and Minor-creo que yo entiendo todo... pero el ultimo parafo fue muy dificil! me envie mas!

Pictures!

These are just some pictures I found recently while cleaning my room. Enjoy!


I have no idea what these two are doing. Opie isn't even looking at the camera. but okay...


this was when we went to the city when the ticos were here. and my camera wasn't ready when Minor tried to take the picture with it. Ha.


this is me and Brittany in CR. It's actually a good picture of me, considering I hate people taking pictures of me, and I am not very photogenic, or what ever the word is. I love you brittany!


and all I have to say is that my shirt is too small and my nose is sunburned. So look at Kenneth and Ivan! they look much better than me!


many thanks to Sarah J. you are like a flipping Computer god to me. These pictures would not be here if it were not for her! I LOVE YOU!

GUESS WHAT!?!?!

i just got my ACT scores!

29! GO ME! and you know, I would have had like a thirty or so, if I had not done so crappy on the math. I mean, seriously. But oh well. Came out in the 95th percentile!


waahooooooo!


and in other good news-i actually got a fairly decent email today.

Okay two things-

1. I have this friend, who has not hardly talked to me at all since like December. Actually it is a guy, and I a mowondering, if he hasn't talked to me, because we kinda had this weird fling. And I kinda put an end to it, though, my understanding is that the end was mutual. And we laughed it off, saying we would still be best friends and all.

he hasn't talked to me since. in fact, he doesn't even say hi to me very often. or call me. basically I am feeling very excluded, as if we are in a fight or something? and it is bugging me. So, any suggestions on what to do. I would love you all more than normal.

2. Alright, this sucker is going down in spanish.

hay un chico en la iglesia que me gusta un poquito. Tiene un corazon por Jesucristo, es muy amable, y muy divertido... y mas. A veces él es como un adulto, pero muchos veces, es mas como un chico. Como está en el colegio ahora, pero él está en la universidad. Y, este es el problema. Él tiene 20 años. Yo quiero saber, es muy viejo para mi? o está bien?

Quiero su adviso. Me importa mucho. MUCHO. quiero saber sus ideas, todas. Digame!

So yea...

Life is pretty boring. i thought i would ask an interesting question and see if someone would actually comment. (HAHA!)

should the US be involved in other country's affairs?


I think no. I know, I know, we have to set an example and all that crap. We are wealthy and we need to share it. But see, what I don't understand, is why don't we first fix our own problems? All of the money that we give to other countries, or that we give in subsidies--that should go to our people who need help. The poor the taken advantage of, oh yea-and maybe to fix social security or help out our school system? WHAT AN IDEA! solve our own problems before the world's! kinda similar to taking the plank out of your own eye before helping your brother with his.

Tonight...

I have a choir concert. you should all come. (if you can't I understand this is late notice but I will still cry... lol)

It's at 7, at Arapahoe, and it's free. This is probably the best concert all year.



and, you can actually see me in a pretty dress! i mean, come on folks, this is me, not wearing jeans and a tshirt! take advantage of it!

So, I totally lied to my mom today...

It all started out with me planning on going to rugby practice. So I called Sara to make sure she was picking me up and she said yes, but she was going to go to Starbucks for a while and do homework. Well, I thought that is fine, I can get some stuff done and change there and then we can go to practice, maybe a little late. But better late than never huh?

Well, I misunderstood Sara, because apparently she was never going to practice and she was just going to spend that time at Starbucks doing homework. So I was like, okay. My mom will not get home until after practice has started, and then by the time I get down there well, I will probably only be at practice for like an hour.

Besides, I was kinda pissed at Brei, and my ankle hurts, so I figured these are very good reasons not to go. Well we made everything up and got the story down. Why do I smell like coffee? Because we stopped and got a drink on the way home and Sara had to change because she was going somewhere... and bla bla bla....

But I was feeling so guilty the whole time. The more I thought about this, the more I realized that my guilt was the Holy Spirit screaming at me not to do this. Or at least to tell my mom when I got home what had happened. I toyed with the idea. But decided I was too ashamed and too tired of lectures about why didn't you call me, to bother telling my mom. But I feel so awful. I know this is totally not God honouring, what I am doing is completely wrong. So I thought I would admit it to my dad when he gets home tomorrow. I don't know. I just don't know what to do.

I'm trying so hard to be good, and not to swear and to do what God wants, and to respect my mom. Which is very hard for me. I mean, I respect her and all but I have been realizing lately that I have a problem with authority. Matt Gibson told me that last night at church. Matt Gibson, who I have talked to like twice, and he asked if I have problems with authority.

So anyway, I am struggling against the carnal nature. And guess who's winning? Not the good guys. Please pray for me. I feel so horrible. But I just can't talk to my mom. She'll be so dissapointed and upset with me.

GUESS WHAT!

I TALKED TO RYAN TONIGHT AT CHURCH!!! do you realize the last time I talked to him was to tell him that he was mistaken about one of my stories? (he thought it was about grace chapel, and it isn't, I was kinda forced to correct him). But no joke, before that it must have been like November or something!

NOVEMBER FOLKS! that's like a whole, wait let me count, 5 months! 5 FLIPPING MONTHS!...and not only did I talk with him, I LAUGHED!

life is getting so good these days.

did I mention that I can put my hair in a pony tail?

LOOK!

I CAN PUT MY HAIR IN A PONY TAIL! IN A BUN NO LESS! AND IT'S RAINING! And I took my AP exam this morning! And I'm almost done with my chem lab! but most importantly...

I CAN PUT MY HAIR IN A PONY TAIL WITH ONLY A BOBY PIN FOR THE BANGS!

ahhh, life is good.

Looks like this place could use an update!

Please pray for me tomorrow, I have an AP exam. For Government. AHHHH! I have slept through that class so much... or stared at a certain someone, who I really shouldn't even look at because seriously, he isn't a Christian, and he does have a girlfriend... But there's no harm in looking right?


also-to the girls, do you have a black or red sweater vest that I could borrow? or something that would go with a black tweed skirt? I need one really bad!

Okay, one of this is definitely wrong. Can you get it?

You Know You're From Chicago When...

You say "Wanna go with?" when you mean "Do you want to come with me?" You say Chicawgo and not Chicaago. You think going to a Bears game in single digit temperatures with a wind off the lake (and freezing rain) is fun. Da is a proper definite article. You expect corruption in local politics. You've been caught speeding in Wisconsin because you had Illinois plates. You guard your shoveled parking space with an old chair and unusable broom. You know why they call it "the Windy City." You know dead people who voted. You understand the Democratic machine and don't fight against it. You've never been to Springfield. You know what Giordanos, Lou Malnati's, and Gino's have in common. You know when the last time the Cubs won a pennant. You know exactly how many cars are "legally" allowed to turn left after the light turns red. You don't know which ethnic "fest" to choose on any given Summer weekend. Your idea of relaxing and getting away from it all is Ravinia (with 10,000 others who have the same idea). You consider paying someone to watch your car at a sporting event as just another "city tax." You don't pronounce the "s" at the end of Illinois. You become irate at people who do (OH MY GOSH! I HATE THAT!) You measure distance in minutes (especially "from the city"). And you swear everything is pretty much 15 minutes away You refer to anything South of I-80 as "Southern Illinois" You refer to Lake Michigan as "The Lake" You refer to Chicago as "The City" "The Super Bowl" refers to one specific game in a series of 35 played in January of 1986 You buy "The Trib" You think 35 degrees is great weather to wash your car! You know what Chicago Style Pizza REALLY is You understand what "lake-effect" means You know the difference between Amtrak and Metra, and know which station they end up at. You have ridden the "L" You can distinguish between the following area codes: 847,630,773,708, 312, & 815 You wear gym shoes, not sneakers. You are STILL a Bulls fan........ It's January and you see someone's kitchen chair in the street, and you know that if you're a responsible citizen and bring it back to the sidewalk you will be shot on sight You live two miles from work and it takes you two hours to drive there You don't flinch when you pay the fifth toll of your 45-minute car ride on the highway When you read a big story in the paper about mob ties in the city government, your first reaction is "So, tell me something I don't know." You pluralize grocery stores and retail chains: "I'm going to Jewels"; "I bought it at Targets"; "I couldn't find parking at Wal-Marts" You've taken the Red Line past the point where all white people get off and all black people get on -- or vice versa. You've cursed at a cyclist, pedestrian, or in-line skater on the lakefront path. That's right Maguire took steriods! You don't miss Planet Hollywood. You're not ashamed of wearing a big fur Russian hat, or a headsock with one hole in it, in public from November through March. You actually get these jokes

MINOR!

cuando va a enviarnos el parte de su novela? (a yo y natalie) queremos leerlo! y porque no escribio a nosotros?.... grosero...

GO ME!

I talked to Connor today!!!! And laughed at something he said!!! (if you don't understand why that is so great for me... well you can ask if you want, no gaurantee on an answer)

And guess what else???? I LAUGHED AT STEPH IN CHOIR!


we are on the way up folks....



WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Tyler showed me this...

and it is the weirdest picture ever. no joke.

deje de pedirla!

exijadora!

(Minor! le extraño y sus chistosos)

New Title...

Well, if you didn't notice, I changed to the title. This is part of a verse from Song of Solomon (2:1). If you don't know anything about Song of Solomon (or in my Bible, Cantar de los Cantares) it's a love letter. Side bar: did you know that young hebrew boys weren't allowed to read song of songs until they were like married? it was considered to erotic...

This year I have been kinda focusing on a lot of bad things. Like how crappy the world is (which it is) and how flawed Christians are (which we are) and how screwed up I am (have you met me?). Well my dad always tells me, you can't concentrate on the bad things, and you can't look at yourself always in a bad light. Granted, we need to accept that we sin, and be repentent, but you can't go around living like "oh MAN! I am a HORRIBLE person! God, how can you ever forgive me?" You just can't keep telling yourself that or you will become that horrible person, because you have not been focusing on what God has changed in your life, instead you see only the human baseness of our lives. Does that make sense? I am living proof that focusing on the bad screws you up. Call me up sometime, I can tell you about my horrible year living away from God and outside of his awesomeness.

So I have decided to focus on the good in people, and the potential for the world. I have decided to be interested in politics, because maybe I can help change things. (am I allowed to vote even if living out of the country?) I am going to see myself as a saint who sometimes sins, because that's what the Bible calls me. I am going to look for the beauty of Christ in everything, and not complain about my life or other people. Yes, granted, I am not going to jump off and do a perfect job, but you've got have some kind of goals. and you have to start somewhere.

So my title is different today. Because, true, the world would be great if it weren't for people. Or rather, if it weren't for the sinful natures of all people. But why focus on that? You, dear reader, are a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. And I want to see that in you, no matter who the heck you are.

I want to see you the way God does.

Testing... 1-2-3... Testing