The other day a friend from school recommended the show "Sports Science" on FSN. It sounded like an interesting show, so naturally I looked it up. But what I didn't realize was going to happen was being hooked so quickly. Each segment is only like 10 minutes long, so there are tons of them on youtube. The show is all about proving things in athletics. They have top of the line equiptment to figure out hang time in basketball, if its harder to hit a softball or baseball, how much distance a wide receiver can cover (when looking at this one, it's hard to imagine the quarterback doesn't always get the ball to them), which sport has the highest jumpers... and there are oh, so many more.
After I was done watching about an hours worth of the episodes I go to tell my roommate about the show due to my excitement about it. Through my excitement I started explaining it all to her in depth, then pausing to realize that she doesn't really care about sports, at least not nearly as much as I do. She said that the show did not sound interesting to her at all, but she loved how much I was excited about it.
This was when I realized that we are all incredibly nerdy about what we love. Heath is nerdy about computers. If ever he comes up with some new incredible program he invented, he must share about it... many times I don't know what he's talking about, but I love how excited he gets about it. It's what he's passionate about. My roommates always get excited about poems and writing and stuff (they are all english majors), and although I don't share their same interest for the classics and writing styles, I can appreciate how much it means to them. My dad loves wood... or maybe it's more the art of making things with wood. When he gets off on a tangent, there is no stopping him... he is nerdy about wood. It's what he's passionate about. And although we all have different things we are passionate about, I think we enjoy hearing about other peoples passions, even though they seem really nerdy to us sometimes... it's what brings them joy, and that, if nothing else, makes us smile.
Those are my unconventional thoughts of the week...
Friday, October 31, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
a glimpse.
1) I always have, and am sure that sports always will, make me smile. I love athletics. I love everything to do with sports (except maybe a few ref's here and there, but they are needed, nonetheless)
2) I guess when you're in this profession, your name is officially changed to "trainer". And of course, it's usually always yelled.
3) In my opinion, there is no better job... I just sit and watch sports all day. With music in one ear, and the other used to listen for my name to be yelled... "TRAINER!!" It's pure bliss. Oh, and I get paid for this? You've got to be kidding me. My life rocks.
4) I think I prefer watching girls basketball over guys. That's definately not the case for all sports, but I think so with bball.
intimidation
I think I've always felt a sort of intimidation to some level at least... of second guessing myself because there is always someone smarter than me where ever I may be. I was so with AT stuff too at tourney's and whatnot until I realized one thing... I am the smart one here... I know what's up and everyone else doesn't. That brings a lot of confidence which never hurts.
5) One girl asked me if I had any tape and sissy wrap... I thought that was funny.
6) I like when people come up to me and ask if I have any ice... "No, sorry, I'm just sitting next to a huge ice chest, but it's EMPTY!" dumb.
bordum
Everyone kept asking me if I was bored watching basketball all day... or if I was falling asleep... umm... NOPE. I was listening to music and watching basketball... what more could I have asked for?
2) I guess when you're in this profession, your name is officially changed to "trainer". And of course, it's usually always yelled.
3) In my opinion, there is no better job... I just sit and watch sports all day. With music in one ear, and the other used to listen for my name to be yelled... "TRAINER!!" It's pure bliss. Oh, and I get paid for this? You've got to be kidding me. My life rocks.
4) I think I prefer watching girls basketball over guys. That's definately not the case for all sports, but I think so with bball.
intimidation
I think I've always felt a sort of intimidation to some level at least... of second guessing myself because there is always someone smarter than me where ever I may be. I was so with AT stuff too at tourney's and whatnot until I realized one thing... I am the smart one here... I know what's up and everyone else doesn't. That brings a lot of confidence which never hurts.
5) One girl asked me if I had any tape and sissy wrap... I thought that was funny.
6) I like when people come up to me and ask if I have any ice... "No, sorry, I'm just sitting next to a huge ice chest, but it's EMPTY!" dumb.
bordum
Everyone kept asking me if I was bored watching basketball all day... or if I was falling asleep... umm... NOPE. I was listening to music and watching basketball... what more could I have asked for?
Monday, October 06, 2008
reflection
That is the name of the new series we're doing at youth group, but what I am going to reflect on is Ecclesiastes...
My overall thoughts of the book were: oh my goodness I can't believe I have never read that book before. It was amazing. Not that I was expecting it to be lame, but that might be my favorite book of the Bible now. It had some really good stuff in it. I thoroughly enjoyed my time spent in it.
To sum of the book in one verse, I would say it'd have to be Ecc. 2:11:
"Then I considered all that my hands had done and the toil I had expended in doing it, and behold, all was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was nothing to be gained under the sun." --King Solomon--
Vanity: the quality of being valueless or futile (also a common definition of it being false pride, vain, conceited... but the prior is the definition used in Ecc.)
There are 12 chapters in Ecc. and the word Vanity is in the book 33 times. Of the 33 times the word vanity is used, 22 of the times it was used in a context to say "all (or something specifically) is vanity". I think it's safe to say that this was Solomon's main point.
Another saying that appeared less often was "...striving after wind" usually following the statement of "this also is vanity.... and a striving after wind". Boy, if that phrase doesn't put things into perspective, I don't know what would. This phrase is in the book 8 times.
Another phrase used possibly more often than the word vanity, and I say possibly because I did not count this one, is the phrase of, "under the sun". Which Solomon uses to refer to absolutely everything in and of this world.
Here are some of the verses I was specially fond of...
"Then I saw that there is more gain in wisdom than in folly, as there is more gain in light than in darkness." -2:13
"He has made everything beautiful in its time" -3:11
"I perceived that there is nothing better for them than to be joyful and to do good as long as they live..." -3:12
"It is better that you should not vow than that you should vow and not pay." -5:5
"For who knows what is good for man while he lives the few days of his vain life, which he passes like a shadow? For who can tell man what will be after him under the sun? -6:12
"In my vain life I have seen everything. There is a righteous man who perishes in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man who prolongs his life in his evil doing." -7:15
"And I commend joy, for man has no good thing under the sun but to eat and drink and be joyful, for this will go with him in his toil through the days of his life that God has given him under the sun." -8:15
"So if a person lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember that the days of darkness will be many. All that comes is vanity." -11:8
"Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, 'I have no pleasure in them'". -12:1
"Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man. For God will bbring every deed into judgement, with every secret thing, whether good or evil." -12:13-14
My overall thoughts of the book were: oh my goodness I can't believe I have never read that book before. It was amazing. Not that I was expecting it to be lame, but that might be my favorite book of the Bible now. It had some really good stuff in it. I thoroughly enjoyed my time spent in it.
To sum of the book in one verse, I would say it'd have to be Ecc. 2:11:
"Then I considered all that my hands had done and the toil I had expended in doing it, and behold, all was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was nothing to be gained under the sun." --King Solomon--
Vanity: the quality of being valueless or futile (also a common definition of it being false pride, vain, conceited... but the prior is the definition used in Ecc.)
There are 12 chapters in Ecc. and the word Vanity is in the book 33 times. Of the 33 times the word vanity is used, 22 of the times it was used in a context to say "all (or something specifically) is vanity". I think it's safe to say that this was Solomon's main point.
Another saying that appeared less often was "...striving after wind" usually following the statement of "this also is vanity.... and a striving after wind". Boy, if that phrase doesn't put things into perspective, I don't know what would. This phrase is in the book 8 times.
Another phrase used possibly more often than the word vanity, and I say possibly because I did not count this one, is the phrase of, "under the sun". Which Solomon uses to refer to absolutely everything in and of this world.
Here are some of the verses I was specially fond of...
"Then I saw that there is more gain in wisdom than in folly, as there is more gain in light than in darkness." -2:13
"He has made everything beautiful in its time" -3:11
"I perceived that there is nothing better for them than to be joyful and to do good as long as they live..." -3:12
"It is better that you should not vow than that you should vow and not pay." -5:5
"For who knows what is good for man while he lives the few days of his vain life, which he passes like a shadow? For who can tell man what will be after him under the sun? -6:12
"In my vain life I have seen everything. There is a righteous man who perishes in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man who prolongs his life in his evil doing." -7:15
"And I commend joy, for man has no good thing under the sun but to eat and drink and be joyful, for this will go with him in his toil through the days of his life that God has given him under the sun." -8:15
"So if a person lives many years, let him rejoice in them all; but let him remember that the days of darkness will be many. All that comes is vanity." -11:8
"Remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, 'I have no pleasure in them'". -12:1
"Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man. For God will bbring every deed into judgement, with every secret thing, whether good or evil." -12:13-14
Friday, October 03, 2008
sometimes i cant think of a title
FIRST OFF: I've found out, yet again, that if you deprive your body of sleep... no matter if it's justified due to school or some other reasonable cause, your body does not care. It will eventually demand sleep and you don't have a choice in the matter any more. I found this out again today.
SECOND OF ALL: I've been suspicious of it for quite awhile, but the other day I finally decided my suspicions were conclusive. Non-Christian guys are a whole lot more gentlemanly than Christian guys. I can't tell you exactly why, I mean I have my thoughts on the subject, but I now know that it is entirely true. Non-Christian guys aren't afraid to tell you that you look nice or beautiful or hold the door or just be a gentleman, with whatever that entails. Christian guys on the other hand have a very hard time telling a girl she looks nice. Sometimes I think that is because he thinks that means he likes her, and he doesn't want to come off the wrong way... like they don't want girls to read into it. Yes, I'll admit girls read into things a bit too much sometimes... but it just seems normal when all the guys at school act like such gentleman. I don't know... I was just thinking about that the other day. Because I feel like it should be the other way around... I guess not though.
THIRDLY: There was a third thing, but I don't remember what it was.
SECOND OF ALL: I've been suspicious of it for quite awhile, but the other day I finally decided my suspicions were conclusive. Non-Christian guys are a whole lot more gentlemanly than Christian guys. I can't tell you exactly why, I mean I have my thoughts on the subject, but I now know that it is entirely true. Non-Christian guys aren't afraid to tell you that you look nice or beautiful or hold the door or just be a gentleman, with whatever that entails. Christian guys on the other hand have a very hard time telling a girl she looks nice. Sometimes I think that is because he thinks that means he likes her, and he doesn't want to come off the wrong way... like they don't want girls to read into it. Yes, I'll admit girls read into things a bit too much sometimes... but it just seems normal when all the guys at school act like such gentleman. I don't know... I was just thinking about that the other day. Because I feel like it should be the other way around... I guess not though.
THIRDLY: There was a third thing, but I don't remember what it was.
Friday, September 26, 2008
cold hard fact
You know sometimes when you don't want to believe something you test it over and over again just to make sure it is true... well that just seems to be the circumstance in this case. Only no matter how many times I test it... it's still true.
I am allergic to spaghetti sauce. It's not a lie. I finally accepted that fact about a month ago and then tonight I went over to the girls' house and they had spaghetti so naturally I thought to myself, 'oh if i just have a little it will be no big deal'. nope. I was wrong. I had the littlest bit of sause and man do i regret it. I get so sick. I feel disgusting.
Alfredo sause on the other hand, I am fine with. I mean, they are totally different, but an observation nonetheless. But it's okay with me, because I like alfredo sause better-- and maybe it's just because it doesn't make me sick, who knows. But it is also about three times more expensive, which is entirely unfortunate. Because prior to this unfortunate realization, I had enjoyed buying pasta because it was cheap. Oh well.
I was looking over the ingredients of the sauce tonight and couldn't find anything that it could be. It was just like soy oil and dehydrated onions and stuff like that... citric acid is in it, which it could be, because i'm allergic to all the acids in most juices, but i get totally different reactions to both of them, so I didn't think that would be it... but the only other thing is tomato paste. But I'm not allergic to tomatoes. Maybe it's something about how they're processed. who knows.
I am allergic to spaghetti sauce. It's not a lie. I finally accepted that fact about a month ago and then tonight I went over to the girls' house and they had spaghetti so naturally I thought to myself, 'oh if i just have a little it will be no big deal'. nope. I was wrong. I had the littlest bit of sause and man do i regret it. I get so sick. I feel disgusting.
Alfredo sause on the other hand, I am fine with. I mean, they are totally different, but an observation nonetheless. But it's okay with me, because I like alfredo sause better-- and maybe it's just because it doesn't make me sick, who knows. But it is also about three times more expensive, which is entirely unfortunate. Because prior to this unfortunate realization, I had enjoyed buying pasta because it was cheap. Oh well.
I was looking over the ingredients of the sauce tonight and couldn't find anything that it could be. It was just like soy oil and dehydrated onions and stuff like that... citric acid is in it, which it could be, because i'm allergic to all the acids in most juices, but i get totally different reactions to both of them, so I didn't think that would be it... but the only other thing is tomato paste. But I'm not allergic to tomatoes. Maybe it's something about how they're processed. who knows.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
sleep and the lack there-of
sometimes i forget to sleep.
it is never a problem at night.
but the problem comes in the morning.
when i wish i would have gone to sleep earlier.
but the suffering in the morning...
it never changes my actions at night.
i think it happens because i am so busy.
that late at night is the only time i have for me.
and i enjoy my me-time.
that i just want more of it.
and therefore i end up staying up late.
way past my bed time.
because tomorrow i must rise bright and shiny early.
just like always.
always do i wake up early.
and always once that time arrives
i wish i had gone to sleep earlier.
that alarm
that dang alarm.
it's the death of me.
i wish it would just shut up.
i wish it wouldn't remind me i have to come back to reality.
rarely are my dreams better than reality.
but i enjoy the fact that i can sleep through them.
i can't just sleep through real life.
although i often wish i could.
but tomorrow i must rise.
and attend classes and be happy about it.
for it's not worth it if it doesn't happen with joy.
but joy is hard when on no sleep.
everything is hard when on no sleep.
i should sleep more.
it is never a problem at night.
but the problem comes in the morning.
when i wish i would have gone to sleep earlier.
but the suffering in the morning...
it never changes my actions at night.
i think it happens because i am so busy.
that late at night is the only time i have for me.
and i enjoy my me-time.
that i just want more of it.
and therefore i end up staying up late.
way past my bed time.
because tomorrow i must rise bright and shiny early.
just like always.
always do i wake up early.
and always once that time arrives
i wish i had gone to sleep earlier.
that alarm
that dang alarm.
it's the death of me.
i wish it would just shut up.
i wish it wouldn't remind me i have to come back to reality.
rarely are my dreams better than reality.
but i enjoy the fact that i can sleep through them.
i can't just sleep through real life.
although i often wish i could.
but tomorrow i must rise.
and attend classes and be happy about it.
for it's not worth it if it doesn't happen with joy.
but joy is hard when on no sleep.
everything is hard when on no sleep.
i should sleep more.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
bikes, breathing, and barcodes
BIKES: So today I wanted to go for a bike ride but my bike is at my parents house and that's really far away from where I am, so I didn't know what to do. Thus, I went out and purchased a bike... so there may have been more thought to it than that, but oh well. It's green and pretty sweet. Being as it's a sweet bike, I figured I'd be able to do sweet things with it... haha. That is not necessarily the case. I went over to the gardens and down some stairs... I've never been down stairs on a bike before... maybe I should have put some thought into it before I dove right into it. Oh well... no harm done... I mean, not too much harm done...
BREATHING: My breathing has gotten a lot worse lately. It's pretty frustrating. I would think that Grave's is coming back, but I don't have any other symptoms coming back, which is good, I'd suppose. So yeah... it's frustrating.
BARCODES: I really just wanted another word that started with "B". Barcodes was the first word to come to mind, and it works out, because barcodes fascinate me. I mean... are ALL barcodes different? Don't they have to be? But they are just a sequence of lines... how could there possibly be millions upon millions of barcodes out there and not one of them the same? I'm baffled. It blows my mind.
BREATHING: My breathing has gotten a lot worse lately. It's pretty frustrating. I would think that Grave's is coming back, but I don't have any other symptoms coming back, which is good, I'd suppose. So yeah... it's frustrating.
BARCODES: I really just wanted another word that started with "B". Barcodes was the first word to come to mind, and it works out, because barcodes fascinate me. I mean... are ALL barcodes different? Don't they have to be? But they are just a sequence of lines... how could there possibly be millions upon millions of barcodes out there and not one of them the same? I'm baffled. It blows my mind.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
it's not everyday
results are in.
i don't know what to think.
but i know i'm not crying.
like matty said... it's not everyday you're told you don't have cancer.
hah.
it's a good day.
i don't know what to think.
but i know i'm not crying.
like matty said... it's not everyday you're told you don't have cancer.
hah.
it's a good day.
Friday, September 05, 2008
Lice: and the presence thereof
So tonight was not what was expected. I was planning on hanging out with Haley then going to CRU.
I was pretty excited, as I didn't have AT today and could just do whatever I wanted.
On my way to Haley's, I got a call saying I wasn't allowed to come into their house due to the fact that people I live with had lice.
I guess this makes sense, as I found out around fifty, yes 50, of my friends already had it.
It's just gross if you ask me.
Lice is supposed to be for third graders and that's it.
Not adults.
That's just embarrassing.
So I go back to my apartment and we get a major cleaning session on... as all of us are believed at this point to have it.
Oh man did we deep clean if I have ever experienced a deep clean!
We rented a Rug-Doctor thing to completely clean all of the couches/chairs/etc, along with all the carpet and beds.
We high-heat washed all of our clothes and bagged everything else that wasn't washed.
That stuff will stay in air-tight bags for around one week.
Then it was time to clean ourselves.
All of us had purchased the all-too-expensive lice-be-gone type kits and put them into action.
The process was very similar to dying ones hair.
You need to put it in and let it soak in for awhile and then scrub real hard.
Then came the testing stage... go through everyones hair strand by strand to make sure you got it all.
DONE! We nailed it.
All of us are lice free.
And we plan on staying that way.
Thankfully while we were deep cleaning out apartment Heather's mom graciously came and took all of our clothes and bedding to a laudrymat.
That made things go quicker, as it already took around 5 or 6 hours to deep clean everything.
And then we came to Heather's parent's house, as they conveniently live in Rice to sleep for the night. Being as all our beds are wet from the cleaning and we wanted to leave for awhile as some of the lice-be-gone stuff has stuff that most people are highly allergic to.
So they were also gracious enough to put us up for the night.
All this because we think we all had lice.
Think.
We just wanted to be cautious.
You know... we weren't planning on being the people who two weeks later finds out that we had it all along and now it's way bad.
Now we just hope that all of our friends took as many precautions as we did. Because if they give it to us again...
Man, oh man.
I thought I was upset this time...
I was only upset at the beginning, really.
Now I realized that it was a great roommate bonding time.
Heh.
But sleep is essential.
The evening was very long.
I was pretty excited, as I didn't have AT today and could just do whatever I wanted.
On my way to Haley's, I got a call saying I wasn't allowed to come into their house due to the fact that people I live with had lice.
I guess this makes sense, as I found out around fifty, yes 50, of my friends already had it.
It's just gross if you ask me.
Lice is supposed to be for third graders and that's it.
Not adults.
That's just embarrassing.
So I go back to my apartment and we get a major cleaning session on... as all of us are believed at this point to have it.
Oh man did we deep clean if I have ever experienced a deep clean!
We rented a Rug-Doctor thing to completely clean all of the couches/chairs/etc, along with all the carpet and beds.
We high-heat washed all of our clothes and bagged everything else that wasn't washed.
That stuff will stay in air-tight bags for around one week.
Then it was time to clean ourselves.
All of us had purchased the all-too-expensive lice-be-gone type kits and put them into action.
The process was very similar to dying ones hair.
You need to put it in and let it soak in for awhile and then scrub real hard.
Then came the testing stage... go through everyones hair strand by strand to make sure you got it all.
DONE! We nailed it.
All of us are lice free.
And we plan on staying that way.
Thankfully while we were deep cleaning out apartment Heather's mom graciously came and took all of our clothes and bedding to a laudrymat.
That made things go quicker, as it already took around 5 or 6 hours to deep clean everything.
And then we came to Heather's parent's house, as they conveniently live in Rice to sleep for the night. Being as all our beds are wet from the cleaning and we wanted to leave for awhile as some of the lice-be-gone stuff has stuff that most people are highly allergic to.
So they were also gracious enough to put us up for the night.
All this because we think we all had lice.
Think.
We just wanted to be cautious.
You know... we weren't planning on being the people who two weeks later finds out that we had it all along and now it's way bad.
Now we just hope that all of our friends took as many precautions as we did. Because if they give it to us again...
Man, oh man.
I thought I was upset this time...
I was only upset at the beginning, really.
Now I realized that it was a great roommate bonding time.
Heh.
But sleep is essential.
The evening was very long.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
...results...
i'm trying not to think about it
but when i do it scares the crap out of me
the sixth of september
it's okay to be nervous
right?
there is great possibilities for that day
quite possibly one of the best
or one of the worst days of my life
we have yet to find out
i'm just not going to think about it.
but. what if...
i wouldn't know what to do.
or how to respond.
i thought we've been through this already
i thought there's already been so much pain.
i didn't know more was possible.
but what if the news is good.
i haven't prepared myself for that.
i might not know how to respond to that either.
don't get me wrong.
it'd be the best day of my life.
undoubtably there will be tears either way.
God help me.
but when i do it scares the crap out of me
the sixth of september
it's okay to be nervous
right?
there is great possibilities for that day
quite possibly one of the best
or one of the worst days of my life
we have yet to find out
i'm just not going to think about it.
but. what if...
i wouldn't know what to do.
or how to respond.
i thought we've been through this already
i thought there's already been so much pain.
i didn't know more was possible.
but what if the news is good.
i haven't prepared myself for that.
i might not know how to respond to that either.
don't get me wrong.
it'd be the best day of my life.
undoubtably there will be tears either way.
God help me.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Good Tidings Mr. Wentworth
So today I'm watching Prison Break season tres... the whole thing, hah. Now, it's no secret that I find Michael Scofield rather attractive. And I was going to set my status on facebook to something like "Ashley has a wicked crush on Michael Scofield" or "Ashley will undoubtably marry Michael Scofield someday" You know... something to that effect.
This was going to take place until I realized something... The difference between girls and guys. In my opinion, it is "socially acceptable" for girls to say "I have a crush on so and so" or "Isn't so and so hot?" But if a guy says something of the sort, the girls just think he's shallow. Because guys are just visually stimulated, right? That's why we think that... but what else are girls stimulated by when we say we're crushing on some famous person? Is it not just their looks? Lets be seroius, Michael Scofield seems like a good guy, but it's not like we've hung out a whole lot, ya know.
So with this all in mind, my status never said anything of the sort. Because if I saw a guys' status say something of the sort, I would probably lose a little respect... maybe just for a day or two, but nonetheless... So if it's not okay for a guy, why should it be okay for a girl?
So I decided to change that part of my life and not speak of guys in that way. Because let's be serious, God made some pretty attractive ones, but lets not idolize, not matter how small the idolization is.
This was going to take place until I realized something... The difference between girls and guys. In my opinion, it is "socially acceptable" for girls to say "I have a crush on so and so" or "Isn't so and so hot?" But if a guy says something of the sort, the girls just think he's shallow. Because guys are just visually stimulated, right? That's why we think that... but what else are girls stimulated by when we say we're crushing on some famous person? Is it not just their looks? Lets be seroius, Michael Scofield seems like a good guy, but it's not like we've hung out a whole lot, ya know.
So with this all in mind, my status never said anything of the sort. Because if I saw a guys' status say something of the sort, I would probably lose a little respect... maybe just for a day or two, but nonetheless... So if it's not okay for a guy, why should it be okay for a girl?
So I decided to change that part of my life and not speak of guys in that way. Because let's be serious, God made some pretty attractive ones, but lets not idolize, not matter how small the idolization is.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
...a dork, or so to speak.
During practice for AT I have been doing sudoku's to pass the time. However, today I did not have my book with me, so I decided to do something that puts me in the "pencil-neck geek" catergory I think. I made sudoku's. I actually thought it was going to be a lot harder than it actually was. It wasn't hard at all... I tried several different ways of doing it... Like doing the numbers box by box or row by row or just filling in all the 1's then 2's etc. Never try it without an eraser by hand though... I mean, if you ever do it, because by the last box/row/number, you'll have to shift some things around... hah.
Saturday, August 23, 2008
...bonfires...
I think that fire will forever make me happy... Tonight we had a very large fire at Joes house and burnt many things that probably should never have been burned. It was amazing. It smelled so bad. Fire is so great.
And that is all I have to say about that.
And that is all I have to say about that.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
the walls, sweet walls
So I was a little nervous about living in an apartment due to walls which I thought would be thin and sound would travel oh so sweetly right on through them. But what I've found out today is that my music can be to the volume of my liking, and as I step outside my room, nothing can be heard... and if that isn't the sweetest thing I've ever heard, I don't know what is.
Oh, and once upon a time, a girl liked a boy.
Oh, and once upon a time, a girl liked a boy.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
the little thing known as life
Sometimes I forget that 9 months out of the year I have no life... and by that I mean I have too much of a life for anything else (like sleeping). Currently I'm at school 11 hours a day and then I go home to sleep, wake up, and do it all over again.
I thought I was busy last year, but this year I have...
I thought I was busy last year, but this year I have...
- Classes / Homework
- Athletic Training Hours
- Job
- Youth Group
- Bible Study
- CRU Planning Comity
- Church / College Night
and then maybe I'll get to hang out with friends for an hour per week, maybe.
But what I realized today while at youth group, was that in the past I have always felt that i 'had no life' because I was so busy with everything and got no time to rest... but what I realized tonight was that this is the best life could be. Investing in kids' lives is so rewarding... studying God's Word is the best thing I could be doing with my life... planning things to draw people into God's family is way better than sleeping. Church... my family and friends who build me up and take care of me when needed - this is crucial. So where in the past I've thought of them all as just another thing to keep me way too busy, I now see as true life... these are the things that make life worth living...
Saturday, August 02, 2008
yet another place to call home
819 5th Ave. S. Apt. #304
St. Cloud, MN 56301
I am posting this only so I will have it once I get back to camp. Because something tells me if I write it on a piece of paper that paper will not end of going to camp with me. This is a fail-safe way of doing it.
St. Cloud, MN 56301
I am posting this only so I will have it once I get back to camp. Because something tells me if I write it on a piece of paper that paper will not end of going to camp with me. This is a fail-safe way of doing it.
The Art of Eating Watermelon: An Inside Look
A couple weeks ago out at camp it was brought to my attention that people would be consuming 1/2 a watermelon in a contest format. I thought to myself, "NBD, that sounds easy." Come the night of the contest, the format had changed a bit -- it was no longer 1/2 a watermelon that each person had to consume, but now it was the entire watermelon. Being as I know many random facts, I knew that watermelon was 98% water. This was an encouragement to me. I thought that meant it would be easy.
Here's the thing I didn't take into consideration: water is very filling, and is capable of making one feel bloated very quickly. The pain. The physical pain. It was so intense. My stomach has never screamed at me as it did that night.
Thoughts on 1st half of the watermelon: "This is no big deal, it should be easy"
Thoughts on 2nd half of the watermelon: "Please, anything but this"
First Place: Guy - 21 minutes 45 seconds.
Second Place: Steve - 36 minutes 36 seconds
Third Place: Josh - 41 minutes 07 seconds
Fourth Place: Ashley - 61 minutes 24 seconds
Fifth Place: Cassie - Threw up at 42 minutes 53 seconds, finished 51 minutes 48 seconds
One thing that I think needs to be added is how watermelon, when consumed at that quantity, clears out a system. Almost instantaneously after I was finished eating it, I was in the bathroom and it was all coming out... and it kept coming for quite some time. But I think that's all I have to say about that.
Here's the thing I didn't take into consideration: water is very filling, and is capable of making one feel bloated very quickly. The pain. The physical pain. It was so intense. My stomach has never screamed at me as it did that night.
Thoughts on 1st half of the watermelon: "This is no big deal, it should be easy"
Thoughts on 2nd half of the watermelon: "Please, anything but this"
First Place: Guy - 21 minutes 45 seconds.
Second Place: Steve - 36 minutes 36 seconds
Third Place: Josh - 41 minutes 07 seconds
Fourth Place: Ashley - 61 minutes 24 seconds
Fifth Place: Cassie - Threw up at 42 minutes 53 seconds, finished 51 minutes 48 seconds
One thing that I think needs to be added is how watermelon, when consumed at that quantity, clears out a system. Almost instantaneously after I was finished eating it, I was in the bathroom and it was all coming out... and it kept coming for quite some time. But I think that's all I have to say about that.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
once again it's all brand new
Camp starts on Saturday... and I think I'm a lot less thrilled about it this summer than all the past summers. But then again to think about it last summer was probably the least thrilled I could ever get, and being as I'm nowhere near the point in life where I was last year (all glory be), I guess I am semi-excited at least. I put my super-hero costume on today to make sure I had everything I needed, and I looked amazing, if I might say so.
I'm actually just incredibly tired because I stayed up talking to Craig for a long time. And since I'm not making any sense to myself, I'm really not sure why I'm attempting to write anything on here. So I probably am excited about camp, I'm just too tired to know it.
On a different note, I am going to the doctor on Thursday (hopefully) for the first time since January -- I think this is a record amount of time that I have spent away from the doctor. So to be honest I'm pretty anxious about it. Not in a bad way, just in a curious way. Because I've pretty much stopped letting people know that I am a sickly person and just fronted being a normal, healthy human being (harder than it sounds a lot of the time) -- and consequently this past semester has been an amazing one.
There is a possibility that I won't be able to go to the appointment due to my labs not getting processed in time (because my new doctors office is insanely slow with everything), in which case I probably wouldn't go until the end of the summer (which is not advisable in any sense of the word).
But Matthew also goes in for a docs appt. on Thursday and I'm way more anxious about his results... and this one is anxious in the bad way I do believe. But hey, I know it's all in God's hands. Anxious or not, the results will be the same, and God's will will be done.
I'm actually just incredibly tired because I stayed up talking to Craig for a long time. And since I'm not making any sense to myself, I'm really not sure why I'm attempting to write anything on here. So I probably am excited about camp, I'm just too tired to know it.
On a different note, I am going to the doctor on Thursday (hopefully) for the first time since January -- I think this is a record amount of time that I have spent away from the doctor. So to be honest I'm pretty anxious about it. Not in a bad way, just in a curious way. Because I've pretty much stopped letting people know that I am a sickly person and just fronted being a normal, healthy human being (harder than it sounds a lot of the time) -- and consequently this past semester has been an amazing one.
There is a possibility that I won't be able to go to the appointment due to my labs not getting processed in time (because my new doctors office is insanely slow with everything), in which case I probably wouldn't go until the end of the summer (which is not advisable in any sense of the word).
But Matthew also goes in for a docs appt. on Thursday and I'm way more anxious about his results... and this one is anxious in the bad way I do believe. But hey, I know it's all in God's hands. Anxious or not, the results will be the same, and God's will will be done.
Friday, May 16, 2008
a measly fortnight
It has officially been two weeks since my last post on here, and I find that entirely unacceptable. Since that time I have transitioned from St. Cloud back home into a bedroom that doesn't feel like mine.
I love the fact that I live with Matty because I never have to find anything to do, he just plans out my life for me... accept for tonight when he was gone and I was completely at a loss as to what to do.
This weekend we're going on our 2nd annual camping trip to the north shore which I am completely excited for. I think I'm getting excited for camp now too, but the jury is still out on that one.
I took a nap earlier, and by that I mean I passed out for three hours due to an unusual level of tiredness... so I cannot bring myself to go to sleep just yet, but at the same time have to get up bright and early to get on my way for the camping trip. Such a battle.
I love the fact that I live with Matty because I never have to find anything to do, he just plans out my life for me... accept for tonight when he was gone and I was completely at a loss as to what to do.
This weekend we're going on our 2nd annual camping trip to the north shore which I am completely excited for. I think I'm getting excited for camp now too, but the jury is still out on that one.
I took a nap earlier, and by that I mean I passed out for three hours due to an unusual level of tiredness... so I cannot bring myself to go to sleep just yet, but at the same time have to get up bright and early to get on my way for the camping trip. Such a battle.
Friday, May 02, 2008
let it not be mine
Lately I have been thinking of plans for me life... I rarely plan my days out more than one or two days ahead of the here and now, and yet lately it has been in the far future that my plans have been made. I realize, however, that all of these plans are very tenative, as I don't know what God has in store for me in the future... so I need to keep my options open, but also knowing that none of my options might come to be.
So first of all I was thinking about a summer project next summer to Colorado, which I'm not gonna lie I was pretty stoked about, so the jury was still out on if that was my idea I put into my head or God's. Then today I was talking with Jeff and found out he is officially the new youth pastor at Westwood... meaning I can start helping out with the youth group. Not that I couldn't before, but since he was just the interm, I didn't want to only help for a short-while. But I can't know about that until I find out about my schedule in the fall for AT. Also, I don't know if God has me working with the youth group at Westwood, or Awana at Calvary... because that is an option too. And if I work with the youth group at Westwood... it is very likely that we'll be taking a missions trip to India "the untouchables" next summer, in which case I wouldn't be doing the whole summer project thing.
So all this to say, I have a lot to pray about, and a lot of clarity yet to come-- but at the same time I know that I have a lot time to decide about it. But I can't express how much I would love to work along side Jeff with the youth group.... so I can only hope and pray that my AT hours work with the schedule. Which I will be doing... praying, that is.
God, I just ask that you would give me clarity as to what you have in store for me. I want your will to be done in my life, not my own. I ask that you would strip me of my will so that I would not confuse it with yours. It's time for bed.
So first of all I was thinking about a summer project next summer to Colorado, which I'm not gonna lie I was pretty stoked about, so the jury was still out on if that was my idea I put into my head or God's. Then today I was talking with Jeff and found out he is officially the new youth pastor at Westwood... meaning I can start helping out with the youth group. Not that I couldn't before, but since he was just the interm, I didn't want to only help for a short-while. But I can't know about that until I find out about my schedule in the fall for AT. Also, I don't know if God has me working with the youth group at Westwood, or Awana at Calvary... because that is an option too. And if I work with the youth group at Westwood... it is very likely that we'll be taking a missions trip to India "the untouchables" next summer, in which case I wouldn't be doing the whole summer project thing.
So all this to say, I have a lot to pray about, and a lot of clarity yet to come-- but at the same time I know that I have a lot time to decide about it. But I can't express how much I would love to work along side Jeff with the youth group.... so I can only hope and pray that my AT hours work with the schedule. Which I will be doing... praying, that is.
God, I just ask that you would give me clarity as to what you have in store for me. I want your will to be done in my life, not my own. I ask that you would strip me of my will so that I would not confuse it with yours. It's time for bed.
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