Random Megness

Semester Ends

2007-04-10T22:06:00.000-04:00

Ever notice how toward the end of a semester time seems much more flexible? The beginning you have to just time everything right to make class, hitch a ride from one side of campus to the other. . . .then suddenly you're eating an hour and a half lunch reading a novel, and meeting friends to chat.

What happens to change all of a sudden? Do priorities change? Do we just become used to the stress and adapt? All I know is that stress is no longer so suffocating and homework doesn't take the huge amounts of time that it once did. A social life returns and even leisure time is available! I'm so excited to get to that point soon!

Caffeine

2007-04-05T00:07:00.001-04:00

It is midnight. I worked at the Long Center for almost six and a half hours.

I had two Mt. Dews and a Starbucks Mocha. I'm 'growing up' which means I can swallow real coffee without wanting to scrub my tongue. Its nice, very helpful when attempting to pay attention to the boom of lights falling your way, or when needing to corral twenty-five two year olds as in my Sunday school class.

There is still dust in my eyes, nose and under my fingernails. This is going to be taken care of and then my bed is calling me. By the way, those people who take sarcasm as attempts to prove their wit are not on my good side. If I'm tired and annoyed enough to mention that someone might take a ride on the flys for not paying attention I am not requesting a lecture on my responsibility to forewarn the 'innocent' choir and actors!

I still think being a stage manager would be cool, but they don't have much of a sense of humor. . what a pity!

Sigh Exams!

2007-04-04T16:39:00.000-04:00

I hate school!

I'm going to drop out and become an artist who hits balloons filled w/ paint on a beach in Belize. I'm going to raise fifteen children on the beach and let them run a muck. I like that word. I want to ignore the rules of society and avoid actual work forever. Who needs Spanish? Why plague me with correct grammar when we all know that no one cares. The people in Belize will find my second-grade level Spanish grammar charming. I'm sure!

I love the Passion Play.
Really, I do. I've been doing it since I was in third grade, so why now do I just want to yell at everyone and inform them that I know how its supposed to work, so let's do it the way that's proven? Urrrg, people. That's the worst. I'm normally a nice person. If I can help out people I'll do whatever I can to do so, so why the urges to strangle inquisitive people who interrupt my daydreamings?

Honestly I can see why I think I might not do it anymore. That does seem to be a curious thought. I love it, I love the backstage adventure. The hours and effort it takes to do everything for any production. I love the consistency that no matter the play, the concepts for the stage crew is the same. I still even debate today if I want to change my major and do this for a living. Become a stage manager! Then I realize, people don't want to listen to little 'ole me. I'm small, I have a loud voice and I'm a girl. Combine this all together and you get people ignoring me. Nothing makes me more mad. . . Somedays I make too much sense even to myself!

Exams suck. I have four this week. I thought it was merely three, until I walked into class. . .and well at least I have great reading retention! I think I aced it. . no problems, just suicidal poets.

I want caffeine, chocolate and sleep. No more exams, no Passion Play just rest and sleep and people I want to see.

I have red hair.

I did it, I really and truly allowed Rebecca Thomas near my head with a bottle of dye, please, don't die from shock.

I was bored. I don't want to stay boring, yes, I do consider myself boring. Completely and utterly dull.

School

2007-01-26T17:13:00.002-05:00

Hmmm what to say? I'm really busy, and that's basically it. I'm not working at Moe's anymore, yes, I know it is sad. I miss my people from there, but I have a little more of a life now, actually not true. I have less of a life than last semester. Tirz has gone and left me, and Adrienne is still gone. I'm appreciating Tyler more and more just for being around, since I'm not sure who to talk to sometimes. I love talking to Adrienne, she understands EXACTLY where I'm coming from, and Tirz always knew just what I was keeping from myself, and denying.
I don't have a lot of drama, mostly these days it's just exhaustion. I have four classes on MWF and only one on Tues. and two on Thurs. I have been really good w/ homework until last night, but that's just putting some off until this weekend to get some family time in and to see a new CSI. I'm correcting all those bad habits I had in high school regardin homework, but not neatness. I'm still really disorganized when I'm stressed which makes everything worse! I'm also working at the HSSE library on campus, and its really relaxing easy work though dry and dusty. I'm not so involved in any clubs or anything, but I am in a Bible study, that I'm getting a lot out of, and working through some new areas and patching up old. I miss first semester, hanging out a lot of nights like it was Fri. but I'm learning that this isn't bad, just focusing on studies, more so because I actually have homework now, and classes that I pretty much like. Its nice, I'm doing good. I've finally got my migraines under control, and though I've had one or two even w/ the medication its good to not worry about them all the time!
I'm out, going to PBF tonight, and let's confess, I've just been avoiding homework anyways by writing this, so I'll be good tomorrow and clean and do homework, so we'll see how that works out!

Ponderings. . .

2007-01-03T23:22:00.000-05:00

So I've known this for a while, but the age of the '06 senior blogging world is over. I'm not sad . . .really! Normally I'm a highly sentimental person - believe it or not- but I'm completely willing to let go of high school, not the friendships and things. Though I miss seeing some of my best friends every day, I'm well adjusting to the ins and outs of college. Anyways, to the point of this (I know no one will read this! Btw) I'm changing the mood of this blog. I never really had a great ideal that I wanted to meet, but just put up things interesting to me, or stories. Now I want this to be kinda a record of the things in my life I ponder, hopefully religious topics, or even things I wrestle with daily. That's my announcement and on to the first real post:

I've always been great at getting a concept straight in my brain, my beliefs, imaginations, and even things I'm learning in school. I want to be able to say what I see or know. I've never been able to directly enunciate what I'm attempting to portray very easily. Examples being my fears, thoughts and dreams. I tend to ponder in shapes and meaningless glimpses of concepts rather in a whole and clear picture that would be easy to describe.

Why can't I see a whole picture? I think its a good thing like when I tackle a project that I have a vague idea of how I want the thing to look, sound or appear. It makes it easier to transfer ideas from brain to paper, and to modify them part-way throughout the construction. (examples being banners in high school, which I don't understand how I always ended up leading and fighting with half the class, but that's fine!) This really bothers me when people ask me questions about how I want to proceed in life or even a thought provoking question that I can't seem to verbalize.

I know things that I'm scared of. Like snakes, I'm terrified of them, but if you have a movie about them I'll watch it regardless of the genre (most often horror) I think its a fake way for me to confront that fear, which I know is pretty irrational. But there are vague things too (which are also irrational), like I'm scared that I will never find a vocation that I love, something that I look forward to working in or where I can use imagination or just develop new ideas. Or, the last thing that I want to do is be a stay-at-home mom and home school my kids. Working out of the home is ok, but I don't have the patience for being around my kids day after day, and not dealing with coworkers! I know that I want to get married, but I have a fear of regrets, anyways more about that later. I'm scared of not doing well in school, flunking out and having no where to go. I'm always scared about losing my dad. I didn't realize this until recently that every time he's sick or something is wrong I get so tense and uptight.In fact this is my biggest fear, and its taken me years to notice. I know that I love my daddy to death, and that I have great memories with him and a great relationship, but I'm so selfish that I convince myself that it would be unfair of God to take him from me, even though I know that is untrue, it is so hard for me to face this. I fear hardships in life, my future, growth in my walk with Christ because I know its going to be hard and that I have a lot of things I keep hold of from God. I have a lot of things I hold back from God that need to be released to him. Its not that I constantly fear these things, just that in trials I worry, when in times of peace I can give them to God.

I know my dreams and those things that I imagine in the stillness of a moment. I dream of travel, of living in a foreign country. London, Ireland, Scotland, Venice, Rome, Quebec, D.C., Chicago, Switzerland, Montana,, Australia, Alaska, Tokyo, Bombay, Morroco, New Zealand, Paris, Bermuda, Fiji, and a million other places. I want to work with people from all over the world, I think about politics, stage managing, history, medicine, and yet again a million other vocations. I dream big dreams, and I know not all of them are going to come true. I want to go to the moon, I want to be the first woman to do something, and the first person to do something as well, I want to meet the president, the queen of England, and visit stages around the world just to explore the backstage areas, I want to work for a Broadway musical, write books, shop with movie stars, own a house full of clothes, and live in a palace, I want to fly around the world on a whim. Ride a horse at the edge of the sea, sit on the edge of a cliff, swim at the base of a waterfall, sleep under the stars, watch the Northern Light, and go to the North and South poles, visit a top secret military base. I want to attend big sports matches and own a soccer team, white water raft in the Grand Canyon, climb a mountain, own a ridiculously expensive car, be a CEO, have Harrod's close for me to shop, fly a plane, ride a train across the US. I'd love to snorkel the Great Barrier Reef, pet a penguin, ride an elephant, and look eye-to eye with a tiger.

I want to be a wife, have my first kid before 30, have a minimum of 3 kids, own a home, raise a family, have grandkids and retire to my dream house. I dream of being a soccer mom and racing across town for sports practices, music lessons, and ballet. My refrigerator is going to be plastered with art and pictures and reminders about taking cookies to school for a pizza party. My kids will grow up believing they can do anything because they can't fail in my eyes, they are going to imagine they are superheros, fly to the moon in their beds, be a princess, and world-famous chefs. I want church to be their favorite place, and their parents their best friends. I want them to screw up and know that life goes on. Bomb a few tests and stay out all night, and learn from their mistakes. I want them to break their hearts and find true love, cry and laugh, live life to the fullest and never look back.

I'm so grateful for my life and all the time I have left to explore where I'm going and make a few mistakes. I know that wherever I go God's with me and he will always give me a hand to guide me as long as I think to ask him, and even when I don't!

2007!

2007-01-02T16:19:00.001-05:00

Two days into a new year, and I'm finally waking up and realizing that my 'fresh start' has been a slow, lazy, and truly boring experience. Not that I haven't enjoyed my new beginnings but I am simply stunned at the lack of energy. Not throwing myself into something extreme; such as a total bedroom makeover, or organizing all my things is new for me.
I have really enjoyed this last year leaning new things about my surroundings, friends, family, and myself. 2006 was a year where I was pushed into new experiences like registering for college, bonding with my class, graduation, dating Tyler (what an experience!), Camp Tecumseh, and finally starting Purdue. It was such a different year for me having stayed with the same things for such a long time. I'm a person normally content with things to stay similar, not that I like things boring, but I'm not always tempted to go out on a limb constantly. I'm thankful for the chances that I was given to grow up in my mindset and in my decisions. Camp taught me that regardless of how others' religious views affect me I am responsible for MY growth and MY choices. I'm surprised to find that I'm so sheltered even in my church about how Christians in my world live their daily lives.I also learned that being apart from Tyler is one of the hardest things, but I know that difficulties always bring a gift in disguise, though it was hard, I opened up to people without him there and got to know counselors that I haven't known long, but they were so great to me! I'm blessed by the example that my parents have given me and the opportunities they have given me to make the right choices by myself and not hound me about the wisdom of all the things I've chosen to do, but let me learn from the consequences.
I've had a few hard times lately with some health things that have shown me that I will grow even in the tough times, and knowing that I have friends and people who care that will stay by me when I struggle and they will help me through the each struggle every time.
In short 2006 gave me the insight to see the ways that I am incredibly blessed in my family and the foundations they have given me, my friends and the release they are from stress and the help they are to lean on when times are hard. Tyler has been there for me every step along the way, difficult times and everything. I am so stunned by how fast the last year has gone by, and how things have changed, but we're still great together and I'm so grateful to him for doing all the things he does for me!

ANYTHING BUT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

2006-11-20T11:12:00.000-05:00

You ever worry about STARTING a task?
I don't know why I'm worried about starting, I should be praying about finishing, but I will explain my ramblings. I am leaving for Missouri tomorrow around noon to go to pick up my dear friend Adrienne, not so bad, huh? BUT. . when I get back the next day I'm having a huge pack of these odd people called relatives here for Thanksgiving, not so bad, you think?
I have but two task that truly separate my happiness and these plans.
One: my room, you all know how obsessive I can be? About organization and everything? I still am, but I have been neglecting my room for months now because I know that while cleaning I will need to follow all the rules I've set down over the last 10 years or so and I'll revise them and the cleaning will escalate into a frenzy where I forget to eat or talk to friends, and I'll be at it for hours! Trust me, I scare myself.
Two: my car, its smaller you say. . . its got to be cleaner! WRONG! I too am a perfectionist about my beloved, beaten Accord, with its huge trunk and gravel filled carpet mats. In truth the huge trunk is filled with half the clothes from my closet, and enough junk that I still don't have a clue what to do with I don't know where I shall place it, or it there is enough room in my room for it all organized or not.

I, the master of obsessive organization, think about cleaning these two spaces every day of my existence, but I have also mastered the art of ignoring it. I fear should I start one of these projects it will become the Achilles heel of my life. I have the potential to become Monkish, my OCD will grow to insane heights and I will need to be put into an institution for life. So to avoid my fears I have been stalling for the last two hours, but my mother has declared that with company coming, I MUST clean these before I am to leave the house today. If only I had classes today, I might excape, but alas, no! I DO however have errands to run, and fear I must now start. I'm dreading this and digging my heels in but I'm off to start. Let's pray I actually finish, rather than become obsessed!

Sigh

2006-09-13T23:34:00.000-04:00

Ok, well we've discovered technology hates Meg. Eg. my computer works, most of the time, although today I got a grey screen. yes, grey, no apparent reason I guess it was just bored. My cell phone. I can recieve calls, only I can't talk to people. Yes, I know several prayers have been answered by this event, I just have to say, you'll miss hearing me sooner or later. I wrote a blog today, or yesterday (it's been a long day) and I was about halfway done with it (it was a monster let me tell you!) and it was deleted, no apparent reason for this one either. Oooo and @ home my internet will randomly disconnect 'cause it gets bored I cant' think of another reason for it.

Well, if I remember what the huge blog was about I'll post, but nothing much other than the fact that I've tried to comment on several blogs and it won't let me sometimes, so another example I guess, anyway I miss you guys!

Ok, maybe its time

2006-09-10T23:30:00.000-04:00

Maybe its time to post again, we'll see how long this gets. . .
Anyway, ummm for those who I don't' see much anymore I've been working @ Moe's for about a month or more, and its good. Fun and strange, I mean I've had a huge debate about the existence of God, and confessed to forgetting to clean something before realizing that I hadn't worked the night before and I hadn't made the stupid mistake I'd apologized for. I've been congratulated for being a really fast burrito roller (yay!) and then was unable to roll a burrito for the entire night (correctly or even decently) all this in the last week I might add. A bag of queso (the BEST stuff in the world!!!!) erupted like a volcano onto the floor and my poor co-worker (I must add it wasn't my fault in the least)
Ummmm. . . . you've already heard my moaning about commuting, but here's something else to add to my list of grievances. I ran out of coolant on Fri. I know several of you have heard this story, but for those who don't care to talk to me, or rather I don't get to talk to much here it is recorded for all to see.
I was going to class (@ Purdue duh!) anyway I was talking to my mom on the phone (Ironic she tells me not to while driving . . . ) and my gaze was drawn to the temperature gauge it was really close to the red, and while I'm not an expert @ cars I do know more than the basics and after my accident in May (don't freak, remember my fender bender) I thought that my radiator might have a slow leak and that I had slowly lost all my coolant, but when I pulled over @ Marsh on the West Side the car was too hot to look @ so I called my dad who was in the middle of a job and couldn't come and look @ the car for about an hour so I hiked.
*Note* My class wasn't for hours so I had time, it just wasn't high on the convenience list then or likely will it be ever. So I started my trek to the campus. I 'got' to take the scenic route meaning that Northwestern doesn't have sidewalks and is a lot busier (though it would have been faster) so I now know Grant St. rather well. It wasn't too bad 'cause for the majority of the time I was talking to Tirz. It took me a little less than an hour. It would have been longer, but my dad finished his job and picked me up about five blocks from my destination. I have to say that I like my car more now that I can drive it and not be so scared about it not working, though I need to get more coolant soon, that and snowtires and chains and . . . . well I mean its gonna suck driving in the snow. I mean next semester I am definitely not taking a class w/ a 7:30 lab or even a lecture. I'll need to find a cot and just live in my mom's office, I think that sounds like a good idea, I just have to convince her to let me. Back to my quest through all trials and tribulations to attend class (my one history class, which btw, my computer died halfway through and I didn't bring my notebook (in the car) so I only have half the notes) I was whistled to by a construction worker, flipped off, ooo, and my personal favorite, a girl leaned out the passenger side window while driving by and screamed "O MY GOD!!!!!" as she drove by needless to say, had I seen her later she would have had a few bruises. I'm sure it was hilarious to see me jump a foot, but definitely not worth what I'd give her if I saw her now. I think that's all there is to my odyssey. I do think there might be another post soon. I have an exam on Wed. and Fri. so my first test of college is coming up. Anyway I really need to end this so I don't have another excuse to avoid studying. I actually like studying too. But the years of avoiding schoolwork have left an impression that is hard to fill in so I'm off to attempt

God Bless!! I miss all you guys!! I miss our senior year, and all the crap we got away with. Well, I guess they're great memories, but its hard to imagine not seeing so of you or not going on another FMT tour or Senior trip. Gosh! I'm gonna cry so I've gotta stop. I can't ruin my reputation now, so goodbye guys! Leave me comments and I'll try to think of something to post about again.

All my love to you!

Red Button

2006-09-07T23:34:00.000-04:00

Wow, my life has changed a lot since my last post! Some of my best friends have left me and I've discovered that I am indeed ungrateful for the roof over my head and desperately want to move out. Like NOW!! Commuting sucks. Anyway this is obviously not a long post (you're not blind are you?) I want to share this delightful find I had. It is highly amusing, especially when high on caffine and desperate for sleep. hee hee ENJOY

http://www.addictingclips.com/Content.aspx?key=97DBA08806171653&refCode=&brand=ag

I'm so Proud

2006-08-11T12:52:00.000-04:00

Ok, Tirz and I gave blood! I know, I know, you're thinking "This isn't the most mindblowing thing since sliced bread." Yes, well after stalling and delaying and demanding that Tirz do this w/me we came to the conclusion that we weren't going to after all. then realizing that we'd need an excuse as to why we skipped on church other than the fact that we were tettering on the edge of a major decision (I mean they stick needles in you after all!) and we had fallen. So we went inside and signed up (getting yelled @ for sharing answers about our medical history, I mean hello! it isn't going to change because of this form and I could share this with her @ any point and time, but oh, well whatever floats their boat) I know that the whole needles thing wasn't the worst part for me, 'cause needles don't scare me, but I didn't want to do anything that would poke the needle in further, whatever, plus you have to flex while its in there, and that just seemed like it would hurt!

Yeah, so I went first b/c Tirz was apparently too cold for the lady to find her vein while mine is like a neon sign that says "Here, here, here I am prick me!PLEASE! petty pretty please!!!" (If you want proof I'll show you my arm its right there, no poking around necessary) So the wierd guy gave me a foam corn that I had to squeeze, which was kinda hard, 'cause my arm fell asleep so I couldnt' tell it I was squeezing it or not. So for like ten minutes in the back of my mind was this Viking chant going, "One, two, three. . . . . SQUEEZE!" I could hear the drums and everything! Yeah, and for clarification, I'm not scared of blood, not my own blood, or other people's, I've seriously cut myself too many times for that. (In fact when the wierd guy wasn't looking I sqeezed the tube that carried my blood to the bag b/c I'm wierd that way and it was so cool to see all my blood in a bag sloshing around . . . it was really kinda sweet!) I'm not scared of needles, in fact I've drawn blook myself in BioII I have no problem with doctors, nurses, anyone *except dentists*

All that clarification for this, (do you all remember that story about Tirz in the hospital, and me passing out?) when that machine started beeping, 'cause I was done and that guy started to walk towards em I got a little dizzy, and then as I was telling myself to breathe and that I'd be done in a second, I couldn't see, and then my ears started ringing. . . and doing some really serious breathing a lady finally asked me if I was feeling ok. I responded, ummm. . . a little dizzy, meanwhile wondering if the wierd guy would be really mad if I puked on his shoes, cause puking on myself in that chair didn't sound too good to me. Unfortunately the guy moved and a few minutes later (taking their sweet time) I got a Sprite and some cold, wet, gross cloths on my neck and forehead. I felt a little humiliated, but hey, I've done it before so I was cool with it. I mean passing out isn't bad @ all. Quite peaceful, but that ringing feeling and the dizziness sucks! So I kept closing my eyes, 'cause I know that when I wake up I'll be totally fine and dandy w/o that headache and ringing so, why not? Except this nurse, though she meant well, kept yelling @ me to open my eyes, keep drinking and breathe. I quite frankly felt like yelling @ her to leave me alone, but I couldn't find the extra breathe to do it. Anyway, I finally got to the point where my teeth were chattering and I had severe goosebumps, but I was concious. Did they let me leave? Nope, I had to sit in that chair for ten minutes, and when I stood up I was asked a million times if I was all right, feeling ok? Then the fun part, they made me eat, regardless of the fact that I had just had a Sprite and a BIG dinner (w/ two Mountain Dews) they made me eat a cookie and juice, while telling me to not skip any meals the next day, whatever. . . . laddie freakin da! So I'm proud of myself, though we didn't get another story out of it, it was mildly amusing and took like an hour or so. Oooo and we tried to watch Rocketman (the best movie EVER!) but, oh well I'll rent it the next time Tirz comes over.

In case you're dying to know what I did Thurs. I went to the State Fair and saw Tyler, and color-coded eggs (ask me or Tyler later) and had fun avoiding relatives (yet another story) yeah, so call me 'cause I'm too lazy to dial a number after typing this (I think a nap is in order)
God Bless!

Wow. . . I'm in Awe

2006-08-09T11:39:00.000-04:00

Ok, so I stole this from Sam Pavlick who is a freshman, but can make me laugh like no other. I wouldn't be surprised if she had done all of these herself

42 things to make your parents think you're nuts.
1. Follow them around the house everywhere...
2. Moo when they say your name...
3. Run into walls...
4. Say that wearing clothes is against your religion...
5. Stand over them at four in the morning with a huge grin on your face and say, good morning sunshine...
6. Pluck someone's hair out and yell, "DNA"...
7. Wear a sticker that says, "I’m a retard"...
8. Have 20 imaginary friends that you talk to all the time...
9. In public yell, "No Mom//Dad, I will not make out with you!!"...
10. Do what they actually tell you...
11. Jump off the roof, trying to fly...
12. Hold their hand and whisper to them, I see dead people...
13. At everything they say yell, Liar...
14. Try to swim on the floor...
15. Tap on their door all night...
16.Pretend to have amnesia...
17.Say everything backwards...
18.Give yourself a swirly...
19.Run around with a lamp shade on your head yelling, "the sun!!! it's dying!!!"...
20.Sing at the top of your lungs while running around the house...in your underwear...
21.Have nervous spasms at spontaneous times...
22.Snort loudly when you laugh and then laugh harder...
23.Run in circles...
24.Recite a whole movie 3 times...
25.Pretend to beat yourself up...
26.Slither and hiss everywhere...
27.Wear your pants on your head and your shirt on your waist... tell them you're making a fashion statement...
28.Try and drink out of a glass the wrong way...
29.Super glue your finger up your nose...
30.Talk to a pen...
31.Lay face down and chant like an indian tribe...
32.Try and climb the wall...
33.Spread out on the window and buzz, pretending to be a fly...
34.Take your ice cream cone and put it one your forehead... say you're a lovely unicorn...
35.Put pegs on your nose and eyes...
36.Switch the light button on and off for a while. then say, "ooooh... I get it!!!"...
37.Eat your hair...
38.Whatever they are eating, tell them it looks like a certain animal...
39.Eat anything obviously not edible...
40.Say your pet is mocking you and chase it around the house...
41.When you shower or bathe yell, "i'm drowning!!!"...
42.Try to snorkel in your fish tank...

This is the most I've laughed in a while, except when I saw John Tucker must die. . . .Tirz and I and about seven junior high girls were laughing so hard I cried. Yes, there is nothing funnier than seeing a movie about humiliating some jerk jock.

Ok, 'cause I know you're all DYING to hear about my life *snort* I'll give you a short summery. I now have a job @ Moe's 'cause w/o a job I have no money, get bored easily, and have to do things with my parents where I get to hear them mention the fact that I don't have a job some ten times each hour (its OK I don't mind too much) I need to mention the fact htat this is a miracle, b/c I can NEVER find a job when I want to, or search for one. Its a proven fact. Two I'm home for good! (could you tell?) Three I can't remember. . . . so ask me later. Four I'm going to the State Fair on Thurs. to see Tyler (first time in like three weeks!!) and I hope to go down again on Fri. 'cause I want to see Rascal Flatts!!! (ok, I don't have tickets, but I'd love to be in the same county as them, plus who says you have to be inside the arena/whatever to hear them?

Anyway, I REALLY want school to start, and my laptop to get here a @&##* HP yep HP, I'm DYING to get an Apple, and so I've determined that as soon as I can I'm gonna buy one b/c they're the best and I hate Microsoft!!!! Done venting (I hope) anyway I need to take a shower b/c today I get to babysit!! Yay! Ok I admit, they're great kids, but I've lived w/ kids, worked w/kids, and been harassed by kids for the last thre weeks straight!!!

Have a Great Day!

WOW!!!

2006-07-13T17:03:00.000-04:00

Guys. . . I'm in a wedding. I'm really quite stunned, I mean I figured on being in a wedding eventually in a few years if one of my friends got married, but IN A FEW YEARS!!! None of you, (except Jenni, remember Jessie Bolyard?) would know this person at all, in fact I saw her for the first time in five years @ my open house. Anyway, yeah, I'm the maid of honor! I'm honored (hee hee) but I am totally stunned to first learn that she was getting married in April and then to learn that she and her mom moved the wedding up to August! Yeah, like what I said earlier, WOW!

Holiday weeks are REALLY long!

2006-07-08T12:22:00.000-04:00

Ok, I'm bored, sitting around on my bum!!! I'm gonna go CRAZY if I don't do something that can actually be considered work. Anyway I've had fun hanging out with Tyler last weekend which is one of the last times I'll see him for the summer *tear*, yeah well we had amesoem parties @ my house and on Tuesday we went to see the fireworks @ Purdue, where I got Tyler and Kirby lost in the area where the shoot off the fireworks so we got yelled @ a few times, anyway we finally made it to where Tirz was supposed to be, but alas as we were talking I would have sworn she was in a different universe completely, but Tyler found her FINALLY! We listened to some 'wonderful' music that I could have cared less about, and then hiked over to watch the display, which was alright, but I've seen better, the sideways smiley face and the star were the coolest ones that I can remember, and Tirz and I were looking for Faith colors (even though we've graduated?) yeah, so I had fun that night.

Tirz and I went to see Pirates on Friday and even snuck into the Devil Wears Prada (very good!) but I had to leave to meet Tyler @ his house in Frankfort to go to a rockin party! Anyway, Tirz and I both thought that personally the Pirates was a little repetative and that they extended some scenes way past the point that they should have. (Maybe it was the fact that we both REALLY weren't comfortable (meaning we had to pee since the first half)) So yeah, then I felt rushed to go home, change and do everything that I needed to before leaving to meet Tyler. I ended up being early (don't ask me how, I'm NEVER early ) and we talked and looked through a book of pictures from Scotland **yay!** and then we went to this par-tay of the people that Tyler works with, and while it was fun to watch them all tease him about White County and how he doesn't eat anything but junk, I was one of two or three people that didn't work there. Needless to say, I was quite quiet (hee hee) and simply absorbed it all in. I got back earlier than my parents too! They said I was asleep by the time they came home (I fell asleep around ten/eleven) so they must have been partying pretty hard! So Tyler's working the Clinton County fair everyday from now until Sat. ? maybe? and then he's got some more work @ the White County fair, and later on in the summer the State Fair (wow! I don't think I could take all that even if I liked it as much as he does!)

Anyways, have a good summer y'all. I have a week of family vacation sort of stuff and then back to Camp T. Please leave me stupid voice mails (even serious ones if you want) mail me stuff and leave your Mon. and Wed. nights open, 'cause I don't want to hang out with my fellow counselors on my nights off if I don't have to so here's my address. Love ya all!!!

Meg Cochran
YMCA Camp Tecumseh
12635 W. Tecumseh Bend Rd
Brookston, IN 47923

My life recently

2006-06-27T16:17:00.000-04:00

Ok, I've already left a novel of a comment on Tirzah's blog so I'd better just make a new blog. Anyway, I worked last week w/ a bunch of REALLY cute kids!!! Don't ask me about camp/my kids/how it went/etc. if you don't want your ear talked off. I had fun, but not really talking to anyone during the week when they weren't doing anything, and only while they were busy was annoying. That and Tirz is gone *sigh* and other people work normal jobs. . . I like my job, but when I'm off is normally around 5-12am on two random week nights or 25 hours b/w Sat. and Sun. so I REALLY want to enjoy the next three weeks I have off before I have to go back to work for three weeks. Then I have about a week before people leave me and I'm stuck going to classes, ug! Actually I like my schedule, here it is (as far as I know)

AGR 101 ~ an eight week course where I apparently show up and get an 'A' (sweet, huh?)

ANSC 106 ~ biology of companion animals interesting, no? I don't plan on staying in Animal Sciences, but until I transfer to a different college (in Purdue) I have to take one course just 'cause

BIOL 110 ~ 'cause I fell in love w/ bio during Mrs. T's class I decided to take two bio courses in the same semester (don't ask me why)

CHM 111 ~ can't get enough science can I?

POL 101 ~ political science . . . just one more course w/ science in the title, please!

HIST 128 ~ English history to 1688 sounds like fun, no?

TOTAL CREDITS? = 17
*not to mention the 6 Spanish credits I got testing out of Spanish during my day on campus

Yeah, lots of fun. . . I seriously had the most fun finding the most interesting courses that I might use and creating the weirdest schedule of the day for my advisor. I was with him for 45 min. debating on whether or not I need to take math this semester or not, and I love that guy, 'cause he kept telling me to put it off, so I did.

I'm rambling, again, anyway the only other exciting thing is that tomorrow is my b-day!! YAY FOR ME!! Everyone is invited to a party @ my house Fri. night starting around 5 or 6 (come whenever really!) and we'll have food, swim, and a sleep-over (sorry guys! invitation not extended to you on that last part) we might have to sleep out in a tent or on my deck depending on how many people plan to stay, but it'll be fun!

Tecumseh

2006-06-17T12:30:00.000-04:00

Well, now I'm officially a counselor @ Camp Tecumseh, trained and all. Anyway, I had a decent amount of fun with about sixty people that I don't know. I have to say that the first two days I really didn't talk at all!!! I was so overwhelmed and we had a lot of time being 'taught' in sessions that were common sense and very dull. They had to but the third day when we had our swim checks and the mud hike that REALLY broke the ice, especially the times were we froze in the pool and threw mud EVERYWHERE!! That and the hurried rinsing off in the lake that apparently has leeches we got to know some people a lot more than we planned. I think I'll have a great summer, just so everyone knows, I work July 16 through August 5th and I have Mondays and Wed. off from 5pm to 12pm and about 24hours from Sat. to Sun.
Yeah, well now to the sad part, rather than having about four or five weeks to repack and get supplies I have my 24hours 'cause I have to work this week too! I'm happy, more money! but this is the first week and I really don't know how well it will work out, so I'm a little nervous about the procedures, but I'm happy about having the kids there and getting away from the training (soooo boring!) Anyway, I need to take a shower and do laundry, and some shopping so have fun!

My week

2006-06-11T18:49:00.000-04:00

Ok, I've been a little depressed about the whole summer thing, just 'cause I don't KNOW what I really want to do, I'm interested in so many things! But, now I'm better, I don't know particularly why, but I am, I think its because I've given it over to God and now I make myself do stuff. I get really anti-social, even with Tirz and Adrienne sometimes, but I know that then is mostly when I need to talk or remember my friends care a lot about how I am and shutting them out is bad.
Back on topic, well I had a lot of fun on Monday, being a look-out and all. (hee hee hee) Then I guess I'm really morbid 'cause Jaws makes me laugh (so do all old scary films) a LOT. I hurt myslef stubbing my toe on Luke's pool drain and I don't find getting beat in keep-away all that fun so I soaked up some sun, and ended up with a slight burn on my shoulders 'cause I don't believe in suntan lotion. On Tuesday I saw the Omen, a lot of fun!(see post below) I can't remember what I did on Wed. Well, either Wed. or Thurs. I went to Adrienne's house where we swam, (duh! that's all I do in the summer other than lay out and eat) laid out, ate pizza, and watched Legally Blonde. Jared and Jordan learned that girls really don't pay that much attention to what people actually say in chick flicks, we don't register an inuendo or slip of the tongue as much as you would think, we glide over it and continue to grasp why she hates him b/c of this and she and her have a rivalry from the third grade over how she did her hair one way and now are arch enemies and how this girl's guy cheated on her with her and yet she and him get along but secretly she is planning his torture and demise. All that and we still know who to sympathize with and root for in the end, guys simply get lost in the details, girls however understand and apply the details to complicated formulas of friendship and relationships with some trusty rules and come up with the perfect answer every time! Kill the guy and move on. J/k but seriously its the funniest thing in the world to watch a chick flick with your dad/brother/boyfriend who is used to war and gore.
Back on subject *again*! Friday I had fun lounging about the house and sleeping in as it was my only day I didn't work this week. I went to Rebecca's and had a blast with lots of loud music, sick kids, movies, popcorn in tremendous excess, and pictures (of course). Then we got TPed. . . and well, I was in the bathroom at that point of time, and so I heard screaming and figured the best place for me was to stay put. If it was an axe murderer, well I wished them luck and if not, I wasn't running out merely to say 'hi' to random scary people. I emerged to find the room empty and I headed upstairs where Rebecca was peering out the door where Tirz, Adrienne, and Jenni ran outside to confront the evildoers. I went out too, thinking if I was going to be killed I prefer being one of the first rather than the one that survives and spends the rest of their life in a mental institution reliving the horror. All I could see was white and flowing in the wind. That was an awesome amount of coverage, but it was sooo easy to take it down. After filling three trash bags we had reached all that we could with our average height being 5' 4", and thank goodness. When we were awakened by the banshee-like wail of the security system which Tirz thoughfully though to wake us with upon her attempt to leave the house at 7am or so, it was raining. After finally falling asleep at five am I personally didn't like Tirz too much after that, especially when Avril and a High School Musical was added to the noisy morning. So the best part was probably making Alexander laugh histerically with my amazing bed head, however; I had a blast!!! It was so fun. Then I spent the rest of the day (Sat.) cleaning my room, and falling asleep at 9:30.
Soday was an adventure, after having to wake up after my wonderful 11 hour slumber (I didn't WANT to wake up) I had a fun time at the college class playing a pointless, odd game and following Josh ? to heaven. (I'll explain if you want, later my fingers hurt I just want to finish) My adorable 2 and 3 year old class was cranky today, but hey, they're still cute! I got to basically run the show while one lady tried to read the story and keep the masses occupied, and the guy was 'talking' to one kid who was VERY upset the toys were put away. I had two girls to help, but when two kids peed their pants it seemed as though all were busy. (I wonder why. . .) I got to see my grandparents and Tyler (YAY!!!) today, overall I had a great day and I won't see anyone for a week, 'cause I have training @ Tecumseh this week. I'm sure I'll have fun. . .

The Omen

2006-06-06T22:11:00.000-04:00

The Pmen was a stupid waste of time, except for mild heart attacks placed randomly throughout the movie. I actually enjoyed the movie but there were parts that I simply couldn't pay attention to because they were slow and dull. That and I only had Adrienne to protect me, well then James came and I felt better, but Adrienne and I were holding on to one another for dear life as we always do during scary movies. This time, though she was on the other side of me (The Forgotten will never be forgotten, that was so funny!) she still poked my finger into my ear when she jumped! Yeah, I saw the Mexican too it was fun!

Time. . .

2006-05-29T18:40:00.000-04:00

Who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...
And who can say if your love grows,
As your heart chose?
Only time...(chants)
Who can say why your heart sighs,
As your love flies?
Only time...
And who can say why your heart cries,
When your love dies?
Only time...(chants)
Who can say when the roads meet,
That love might be,
In your heart.
And who can say when the day sleeps,
The moon still keeps on moving
If the night keeps all your heart?
Night keeps all your heart...(extended chants)
Who can say if your love grows,
As your heart chose?
Only time...
And who can say where the road goes,
Where the day flows?
Only time...
Who knows?
Only time...
Who knows?
Only time...

I'm just in kinda in a bad mood, that's bad b/c normally I could solve this with some sleep, but my sleep lately has just really stunk!!!! I knew that graduation would be a happy/sad time, and I'm not surprised its just this sad feeling I have that I know I should be able to be rid of with something simple like a thunderstorm or cake or sleep or a good book/movie. I've lost all desire for food and I can't seem to find a good book to escape into and no good movies are on and I've seem all of mine and I can't produce a thunderstorm from midair as much as I would like to sometimes. *sigh* I just need to focus on what I've learned this year that joy is a state of mind you chose to be in and I need to chose now that's what I'm going to do regardless of what I want to do.
I wish I knew how to play music on my blog, because everyone should hear this song, its so calm and quite, sad and hopeful at the same time that it just make you surrender and feel content with the moment that you're in

So Good!

2006-05-23T21:09:00.000-04:00

You Have a Choleric Temperament

You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.
You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.
At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.

What Temperment Are You?

Surprise!

2006-05-23T21:02:00.000-04:00

Today, I got a surprise from Tyler, he showed up and really kinda freaked me out. I was trying to figure out what the cat was spazing about and I walked around the corner to the front door to see Tyler! He was holding flowers for me, how sweet! I really didn't say anything, but 'Hi' a couple of times, 'cause it startled me. He was just on the phone telling me how he was going to Shannon's (aka Fatty) house to help her with her open house set-up. It was cool to see him when I wasn't expecting it at all and the flowers were really pretty too. I'm happy!

Tirz and Adrienne came over to 'study' for Spanish we ended up going for custard @ Culver's and calling people, we called Jared, James, and A-Flo. Tirz jabbered to Aaron in Spanish and later when I got home and he was mulching w/ my brother he asked me who he had been talking to. It was really funny and random stuff I'm gonna miss doing w/ them next year

ADRIENNE!! I'LL MISS YOU SO!

2006-05-23T20:52:00.000-04:00

You Are a Chocolate Chip Cookie

Traditional and conservative, most people find you comforting.You're friendly and easy to get to know. This makes you very popular - without even trying!

What Kind of Cookie Are You?

2006-05-23T20:51:00.000-04:00

Your Extroversion Profile:

Cheerfulness: Very High

Activity Level: High

Excitement Seeking: High

Sociability: High

Friendliness: Medium

Assertiveness: Low

How Extroverted Are You?

Yoga

2006-05-19T08:46:00.000-04:00

Jared's harassing me to post again! I don't know what to post about; however, I had an idea the other day, but now I can't remember. I'm rambling a little, I guess I'll just say that I think my new obsession is yoga. Not the whole chanting "ummm" and complicated spiritual stuff, but the poses and the balancing that makes me feel like I've just had a good workout, while not breaking a sweat. Ironically I got this from McDonald's where I (finally) ate a salad and get this free DVD that starts you off with yoga being taught by this computer generated lady, and its a little cheesy, but when you can hold a pose on one foot and NOT fall over and hurt yourself you feel like you've accomplished something. I hurt a little today, only because I couldn't put my hands flat on the floor, so I had to strech and now the backs of my legs hurt.

I like yoga (my whole post could be summarized into that)

I'm Baaack!

2006-05-13T17:02:00.000-04:00

Senior Trip . . . *sigh*
Ok, so I'm thrilled to be home to sleep in my own bed and see Tyler, and other random things like waking up @ two am to a very determined cat that wants to sleep on your face, but in reality I want to go back!! I don't want responsibilities! I want to go to theme parks and tourist sites and hang out with my friends! Ok, not totally serious, I was really ready to choke a lot of people like Joe, and John Landis for poking me in the side when I was falling asleep and people who take up more than their fair share of the seat. Ironically, though I've heard the stories a million times I NEVER would have guessed that the Wilds really would the the most fun on the trip. I will never forget the screams, the skits and the the odd things I saw and did.

Pidgeon Forge was kinda like Las Vagus on the other side of the Mississipi. There was a strip that was really gaudy, and all the stores/kiosks had the same things just better, like the fifty go-cart tracks we saw, the only differences were if there was a curly-q (?) or if they could possibly reach speeds of fourty miles and hour. Our sponsers were really agressive, and so was Andy Costa and Joe. I think I would've been killed by Andy if we hadn't run out of time.

Never doubt what they tell you @ the Wilds, yes, the Fourth Falls is cold, yes, the raft trip is fun AND cold, yes, the way back from the Fourth Falls is hard (you basically rock-climb the mountain!), yes, there are a lot of stairs (I couldn't go from one place to another w/o stairs), yes, it is the equivalent to fat camp (I've never been so tired and hungry constantly in my life, ok, yes I have, but, that's just me) The chapels are really good, and there's nothing better to bring your class together than crying, and after you discover that those annoying people are still just as weird, but God gives you the grace you need when you ask for it

Six Flags was awesome too! The best is Emily Raush decided on almost every ride as it started that she didn't want to do it and would then scream her head off through the duration of the ride. I got to ride the Joker's rollercoaster, whatever, with Justin who screams too, and the funny thing was, we had already ridden that one, but he still made me laugh b/c its a little coring after the inital twists but he kept it up throughout the entire ride. I felt bad for James getting sick (he's probably ready to kill us for telling the story) but I was proud of him to wait until the ride stopped, that and I would have puked if he had puked on me, that would just have been well. . . gross! Possibly the best part of the day was the kiddie rides that we went on b/c we were falling asleep so the swings and the merry-go-'round and the spinning teacups that didn't spin were relaxing, it was a good thing I put on my seat belt for the merry-go-'round 'cause I fell asleep and my panther was REALLY far off the ground! I had to climb on the elephant beside the panther (does that make any sense?) to get on it in the first place and I sortta fell off rather than go through that again

D.C. was a lot of fun, but I was ready by then to have my own bed, and some time spent in solitary confinement. There wasn't as much to do as I thought the Smithsoneans were interesting for about the first ten/twenty mintutes, but after that the kids hiding and shining laser points into your eye had begun to annoy you more than a little, and since it looks undignified to be a senior chasing a fourth grader around national monuments and thorugh museum exhibits you have to restrain yourself or hide in the bathroom until that teacher that isn't paying any attention finally confiscates that demonic toy. Hanging out in Union Station for three hours isn't a lot of fun like oyu would imagine, though there is a movie theater, but gift shops are only entertaining for so long

Pizza, never order a pizza in your hotel roomduring senior trip (like I did) first there's the chance the delivery guy will arrive AFTER lights out, second, there is the possibility that the said pizza man will knock on your sponsors' door in an attempt to find the room at the end of the hall.

Odd Quotes/Memories

"I'm gonna DIE!! LET ME DOWN!! AHHH"
"Let's pretend"
"The window, the window, the second story window"
Joel = Blob
Joel = SuperSlide
Justin = Lake
Cabins = Toilets

I'm bored, I hope to put pictures on soon!

Prom

2006-04-20T20:12:00.000-04:00

This is way overdue. I got the opportunity to go to Tyler's prom last Saturday at the Holiday Inn Select downtown, a different experience from the last time I was there. (Junior/Senior) After a great meal at Applebee's (which I could NOT finish) and being the entertainment for the entire restaurant that could see us. Who knew little kids were facinated by people dressed up? We were early so we headed downtown and saw all the Passion Play people in costume out on the street as we drove by in an awesome gold Ford ummm. . . we could never remember what type it was(starts with and 'E') anyway we walked across the pedestrian bridge and debated what the 'floor' (?) of the ice skating rink is made out of. Went to the hotel and got to participate in the Grand March, I think its amazing that I didn't fall or trip or anything (watch now I'll sprain my ankle at Jr/Sr) and then I got to spend like five hours dancing, with no shoes which only made me realize just how tall Tyler is. That is, we danced until someone knocked over the lights and the dj's computer. That kinda finished the night, though there were songs after that.

As we left Tyler grabed the party favors (whatever) they gave us, I got a martini glass that says Prom 2006 and a picture frame in the shape of a star. Very intersting, but hey, we went and changed and then went bowling. Did you ever know Tyler can really bowl? I mean really, in our group he won both ( I think we played two games??) I came in third, out of five, only cause Tyler scared me and I got a strike (that's so sad, but hey, it worked!) We went for breakfast at at Denny's and IHOP, well, we went to Denny's and IHOP and watched people eat and I got home at five-thirty, and slept for three (possibly) hours and went to church, only to realize I missed it b/c I slept in too late and then to my grandparent's for Easter. I didn't get much sleep (could you guess) so I've been a little weird, like today I forgot my FMT outfit, b/c I thought it was Wed.

I'm glad I got the chance to go to prom, especially w/ Tyler I had an awesome time, I wouldn't have wanted to go w/ anyone else!

2006-04-12T14:28:00.000-04:00

suicide + murder= muide (MOO-ide)

2006-04-11T09:47:00.000-04:00

It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word you can light up the dark
Try as I may I could never explain
What I hear when you don’t say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Old mr. webster could never define
What’s being said between your heart and mine

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes sayin’ you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

Tour

2006-04-05T14:14:00.000-04:00

I'm back!!

I got to have a lot of fun and meet people like Def Jef and see Sam again. Tour every year seems like a lot of work and a pain to be away from home building up, but once I realize that I'm getting a wonderful opportunity and see people and have strange, odd memories w/ people where all you have to say is something like . . . . Joel/Spiderman. . . and people start to giggle and stuff like the title of the play we saw, Fools what a wonderful, random, insane play. Then reality sets in and I think, its all over, three days during which seemed to last forever, but were too short to think back on. At the same time I really missed a lot of people especially Tyler, Tirz, and Wickert, and things like my cat and my own bed

Play. . .

2006-03-18T17:06:00.000-05:00

Play week is finally here! During the next seven days I imagine that as Emily says I will go insane, hard when I already am. . . but impossible things happen around me anyway, what can I say? So here's a final post to say:

'I'm sorry' -to cover a mulitude of wrongs like if I snap @ you or fall asleep on you sometime this week
'Ooops' - what I'll say to all my teachers regarding homework, just kiddin, hopefully
'Hee hee hee hee . . . ' - sleep deprivation, second wind talking

I know, everyone else in the play is feeling the same thing, I'm not special in any way this week, by the end we'll all be wiped so I suggest apologies in advance like what I'm doing (face it, you know sometime you'll just want to haul off and whale s-one right? of course right!) that way you can prepare yourself for the long road ahead.

Random: I have this song playing on my myspace so until I figure it out I'm gonna put the lyrics right. . . here.

I set out on a narrow way many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

I think about the years I spent just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true

Every long lost dream lead me to where you are
Others who broke my heart they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you

If anyone is bored visit my Funschtuff link, its a blog that has weird stuff (hee hee) that I just felt like posting s-where and it will take you a while to read if your looking to waste some time enjoy!
*And my myspace too!*

Yuck!

2006-03-13T19:46:00.000-05:00

Tirz, Adrienne, Rebecca, Amy, Joe, and Joel (basically the Spanish 4 class) thanx for encouraging me to go home. I feel better now, though people are enjoying prank calling me for some reason and its not helping my headache, I'm sorry for kinda breaking down on you guys though still I feel a little bad about it. I'm off to sleep or try with all the caffine in my system

You know. . .

2006-03-08T16:04:00.000-05:00

You drive for three hours and the scenery outside doesn't change.
There's three feet of snow on the ground and school is still in session.
You only go to the mall once a year 'cause it takes too long to get there.
While driving all you see is corn.
People still have Christmas decorations up at Easter.
You start saying to yourself "More than corn in Indiana my butt."
Anyone with a cell phone looks out of place.
Walking through Wal-Mart with two carts full of kids is normal.
Anyone with a tan is rich.
The hip hang-out place is McDonald's.
There really is more than corn in Indiana. There's soybeans, too.
A restaurant has an invisible wall in the non-smoking section and you believe it works.
Speeding consists of 2 miles over the speed limit.
You think you don't have to use a turn signal on your car because you don't use it on your tractor.
You build your dream house on a cornfield, and you considered it posh.
You warsh your clothes and you think George Warshington was the first president.
You're proud to be called a Hoosier, even if you don't know what one is.
You have no problem spelling or pronouncing "Terre Haute"
Detassling was your first job. Bailing hay, your second.
You can stack hay, swim in the pond to clean off, and then have the strength to play a couple of games of hoops all in the same day.
You say things like "catty-wumpus" and "kitty-corner".
You own a dirtbike or a ATV.
You live in a city ... and there's a cornfield in your backyard.
High school basketball game draws a bigger crowd on the weekend nights than movie theaters. You can see at least 2 basketball hoops from your yard.
You can name every one of Bob Knight's "exploits" over the last few years.
You shop at Marsh.
Damon Bailey was your childhood hero.
The biggest question of your youth was "IU or Purdue?"
Indianapolis is the "big city".
"Getting caught by a train" is a legitimate excuse for being late to school.
People at your high school chewed tobacco.
Everyone knows who the town cop is, where he lives, and whether he is at home or on duty.
You actually know what the CART vs IRL debate is about and have taken a side.
To you, a raccoon is simply a "coon".
The vehicle of choice in your area is not a car, but a pickup.
Someone you know is a BIG John Mellencamp fan.
You've been to the Covered Bridge Festival.
To you, a tenderloin is not an expensive cut of beef, but a big, salty, breaded piece of pork served on a bun with pickles.
You call a green bell pepper a "mango".
Sometimes, you call the toilet the "commode" or the "stool".
In the fall, one of your favorite pranks was corning cars.
You know what FFA and 4H stand for.
You know what chip-and-seal is, and your high school was located on just such a road.
You go the county fair every night of it's week-long duration.
You can say "French Lick" without laughing out loud.
There's actually a college near you named "Ball State."
The last "g" is silent in any word ending in "ing."
You think the state Bird is Larry.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Indiana.

Links!!

2006-03-05T21:32:00.000-05:00

Yay! My links are fixed!
Ugg.. computers why can't they know I meant to put a " instead of a '? If only. . wait, I've seen Robots and I, Robot and a million other movies where AI takes over the world, leave computers stupid I think I'd rather rely on myself to catch my errors

Question: Can anyone explain to me why there are spaces around my Funschtuff link?

Red Eye

2006-03-01T21:17:00.000-05:00

Has anyone else seen the movie Red Eye? I saw it last Saturday with Tyler, Trevor, and Kirby and it was so funny to hear them agree with me when I said the character Jack Ripner (ironic right?) had creepy eyes. They even put in their own opinions. It was so funny because I would freak out like a minute before them but by the time they started getting freaked out I would be fine. Tyler was hilarious especially b/c he would try to 'hide' and then watch it with the funniest espressions and comments. I then throughly beat Kirby @ Halo for like ten minutes until he tied my score of like ten kills to his two.

On another topic, I'm so glad that I'm a female because I have an excuse to eat as much chocolate and sweets and just say that I'm craving them.

I'm really getting a lot of polls and quizzes now from Frontier people and they give me links to other quizzes so if you're getting annoyed I'm sorry but here's another:
June
Thinks far with vision.
Easily influenced by kindness.
Polite andsoft-spoken.
Having lots of ideas.
Sensitive.
Active mind.
Hesitating, tends to delay.
Choosy and always wants the best.
Temperamental.
Funny and humorous.
Loves to joke.
Good debating skills.
Talkative.
Daydreamer.
Friendly.
Knows how to make friends.
Abiding.
Able to show character.
Easilyhurt.
Prone to getting colds.
Loves to dress up.
Easily bored.
Fussy.
Seldom shows emotions.
Takes time to recover when hurt.
Brand conscious.
Executive.
Stubborn.

I think this quiz is pretty good, after all I fit almost all of the characteristics

A Thousand Miles

2006-02-27T17:29:00.000-05:00

"A Thousand Miles"

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd

And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me

'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories

'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know
I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd

And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TYLER!!!

2006-02-23T19:15:00.000-05:00

As you can probably tell today (Feb. 23) is Tyler's birthday and he is the ancient age of 19! Holy cow, I wonder if he can walk alright with that arthritis, but hey, leave a comment wishing him a happy birthday and I'm sure he'll appreciate it.

Me

2006-02-22T15:04:00.000-05:00

Hey, its me and I feel weird, random and strangely hyper and empty. Tired, soo tired I wish it was Friday already, *sigh * maybe I'll leave like a true post tonight to avoid studying for the Spanish Test of

DOOOM!!!

*sigh*

Dictionary for women

2006-02-11T11:49:00.000-05:00

Argument (ar*gyou*ment) n. A discussion that occurs when you're right, but he just hasn't realized it yet.

Airhead (er*hed) n. What a woman intentionally becomes when pulled over by a policeman.

Bar-be-que (bar*bi*q) n. You bought the groceries, washed the lettuce, chopped the tomatoes, diced the onions, marinated the meat and cleaned everything up, but, he, "made the dinner."

Blonde jokes (blond joks) n. Jokes that are short so men can understand them.

Cantaloupe (kant*e*lope) n. Gotta get married in a church. Clothes dryer (kloze dri*yer) n. An appliance designed to eat socks.

Diet Soda (dy*it so*da) n. A drink you buy at a convenience store to go with a half pound bag of peanut M&Ms.

Eternity (e*ter*ni*tee) n. The last two minutes of a football game.

Exercise (ex*er*siz) v. To walk up and down a mall, occasionally resting to make a purchase.

Grocery List (grow*ser*ee list) n. What you spend half an hour writing, then forget to take with you to the store.

Hair Dresser (hare dres*er) n. Someone who is able to create a style you will never be able to duplicate again. See "Magician."

Hardware Store (hard*war stor) n. Similar to a black hole in space-if he goes in, he isn't coming out anytime soon.

Childbirth (child*brth) n. You get to go through 36 hours of contractions; he gets to hold your hand and say "focus,...breath...push..."

Lipstick (lip*stik) n. On your lips, coloring to enhance the beauty of your mouth. On his collar, coloring only a tramp would wear...!

Park (park) v./n. Before children, a verb meaning, "to go somewhere and neck." After children, a noun meaning a place with a swing set and slide.

Patience (pa*shens) n. The most important ingredient for dating, marriage and children. See also "tranquilizers."

Waterproof Mascara (wah*tr*pruf mas*kar*ah) n. Comes off if you cry, shower, or swim, but will not come off if you try to remove it.

Bells and Friendship

2006-02-06T13:58:00.000-05:00

Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if one stops the car, or is walking by, one will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him.

This alone is amazing.Listening, one will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, one will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her bridle is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her. As one stands and watches these two friends, one sees how she is always checking on him, and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she will not lead him astray.

Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges.He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need. Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by God and those whom he places in our lives. Other times we are the guide horse, helping others see God. Good friends are like stars.........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there

Wickert Rocks!

2006-02-01T14:03:00.000-05:00

I love Emily Wickert, why? She is blunt, fun, and random. She isn't afraid of what people say, or what they think about what she says. Life is never more fun than when randomly doing something with her, like looking @ pics of Noah Hill (soo, cute!). Emily will also start something fun or say a comment in dead silence when life's boring. All in all Wickert rocks!
Horses are cool too.

Water, water, everywhere. . . .

2006-02-01T09:31:00.000-05:00

Now this post in response to Andy Costa's brilliant observation today, right now in Senior Seminar,
"Everyone who drank water a hundred and fifty years ago is dead today."
After using an online water calculator to see that we should all drink 80 ounces of water daily. (oh my word, can you imagine how often we'd be running to the bathroom?!) I've decided to die of dehydration rather than the amount of water I'd have to force down.

Anyway, more on Andy b/c he's writing a post about me: I've sat next to Andy in homeroom since our junior year ( I can't remember who sat next to me before him, other than Tyler in our freshman year) he is a very 'interesting' person who makes me think of things in a way I never would have thought about them before.
Like his famous "Do you think. . . " statement.

*Nice one Jared, yes I do think Andy's a little wierd, but no he would not look better bald. *

He and Jared are similar in their obsession with hair. Jared's with ponytails and Andy with ringlets. He is also probably third or fourth on my list of people I get in the stomach for strange commments (First through third being: Tyler, Robbie, Kirby)
I do have to say that homeroom would never be as wierd without having to force Andy to stand up during the pledge and prayer, or his comments about Yeon, and belts.

Not to mention that he now calls me 'little buddy' (???) and NEVER has a pen or pencil with him *sigh* life, who knew it could be so strange.

Weekends

2006-01-31T09:27:00.000-05:00

*sigh, tear*
Is my weekend really over?
I had fun though!

1 Month Ooops!

2006-01-26T09:14:00.000-05:00

On Monday, I got a call from Tyler this isn't unusual we talk about everyday. This was an unusual phone call in that the first thing he asked me was "What's today's date?" Actually I had no idea what the date was because three-day weekends screw me up.
Side-note*We had Friday off!!!! Yay!*
I said "You know, I really don't know." He told me that today wsa the twenty-third. I felt REALLY stupid because I should have known this. A month ago on the twenty-third, Tyler and I became 'official'. I do happen to know that this happened @ almost exactly five o'clock because a clock chimed and startled me so yes, I do remember that night. I also know that next month this date happens to also be Tyler's birthday. I still feel bad about forgetting, but hey, I'll probably not forget again.

Casting Crowns

2006-01-23T20:34:00.001-05:00

Why does Christ chose to know me? He chose to die for my sin that nailed him to the cross. This song appeals to life in more ways than one. There is a storm in all of us that causes doubts and worries. Our lives are so fragile, like a flower quickly fading or the vapor in the wind. This song makes me rely on God, and realize the state of my sin and my weakness.

Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt,
Who am I?
That the Bright and Morning Star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart,

Not because of who I am,
But because of what You've done,
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who You are,

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),
A vapor in the wind,
Still You hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling,
And You've told me who I am..
I am Yours.

Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin,
Would look on me with love,
and watch me rise again,
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me,

Not because of who I am,
But because of what You've done,
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who You are,

I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean (ocean),
A vapor in the wind,
Still You hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
,And You've told me who I am...
I am Yours, I am Yours.

I am Yours,
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am Yours,
I am Yours.

The First Song that I Sing

2006-01-23T09:30:00.000-05:00

In the morning when I rise
Help me to prioritize
All the thoughts that fill my day
Before my schedule
Tells me that my day is full
Before I'm off and on my way

I want to praise you
I need to praise you
Let the first song that I sing
Be praises to my God and king
Before the curtains part
Before my day is starting
Before I make up the bed
Before the snooze alarm
Reminds me that it's morning
Before the dreams have left my head
I want to praise you
I need to praise you
Let the first song that I sing
Be praises to my God and king

(Praise the Lord, Praise Him - repeat)
Before my feet hit the floor
I'll praise you Lord, I'll praise you Lord
Before I fill my cup

I'll lift you up, I'll lift you up
Before I start my day
I'll sing your praise, I'll sing your praise
Before I start my car
Before I get too far
I want to praise you
I need to praise you Lord
Let the first song that I sing
Be praise to my God and king

(Praise the Lord, Praise Him)
Let the first song that I sing
Be praises (repeat)

(Praise the Lord, Praise Him)
Let the first song that I sing
Be praises to my God and king

(repeat)

Before my feet hit the floor
I am gonna praise you Lord
First song that I sing (repeat)

Snake vs. Hamster

2006-01-21T14:52:00.000-05:00

http://news.yahoo.com/photo/060118/481/tok30101180956

This hamster and snake are best friends. This makes me think of the picture before the fall of man where the lion would lie down with the lamb. It also makes me wonder if they starved the snake would he eat his 'friend' the thought makes me giggle.

Purdue

2006-01-18T12:29:00.000-05:00

I don't want to explain it all now, but I'm accepted to Purdue!!!!!!!!
My mom told me, I get my letter on Saturday

I'm so happy, what an answer to prayer!!!

Any way, now I'll add on to this story :
As many of you know about a month and a half ago I was denied acceptance to Purdue, not just a school, but the university. Since Purdue is where I assumed I'd be going since like first grade, and I hadn't found another school I was dissapointed to say the least, I was really upset. I cried the day they sent me the letter (Thanksgiving) and nearly every day after that for three weeks I remember praying that God would magically reveal his will, or open a door that I would know he wanted me to pursue.

Christmas break past and I finally decided that since I wasn't being told where to go by God that I would send an application to almost every university in Indiana that I knew. Well, that was a monumental task and with my way of doing things I started giving Mrs. Toth these applications this week. My mom and I (through her awesome Purdue contacts) set up an interview to re-submit my application. She also changed in my file the majors that I stated I wanted to apply to, and added a Faith grading scale, thinking that might have played a part. She gave it to a dean of admissions to evaluate yesterday, and said that we would have the results in a few days.

Today in fifth hour she sent me an e-mail saying that she didn't have any news and then another one a few minutes later that said to e-mail her back when I got it. Well, since the e-mail was a couple of hours old I called her on her lunch break and she said that I was accepted. I was so happy!!! She explained the mistake that the admissions people made, that aparently they mistook my class ranking as my percentile in the class. Think about that I'm about halfway or more in a class of thirty that meant they thought that I was in the tenth, twentyith(?) percentile.

Anyway, I get my offical letter on Saturday, and I've been accepted to the Purdue College of Ag in (I believe) Ag Communications. Its ok, not International Studies (what I originally applied for), but I can do this for a year, semester, and still be going in the right direction. Its like the Internaitonal Studies that I applied for, but more specialized, as in only dealing w/ ag. Anyway what my mom fuond out about the mistake they made is that I would definatly have been accepted to my first major choice had they not screwed up.

When God tries to teach you a lesson he's really through!

Tyler

2006-01-15T21:05:00.000-05:00

Tyler Cotterman is the greatest guy I know

I've been meaning to write/ type this post for a long time, but you know how hard it is to stay on topic. Anyway, Tyler's great (a little repetitive, huh?)

Anyway, I haven't seen him in @ least two weeks and I'm getting a little strange b/c of it. Maybe this explains some of my weird behavior.
Like last night I could focus enough to stay with a conversation every two sentences I would say "Who?" "WHAT?" or "Why?"

Ok, I'm not blaming Tyler for all of my weirdness, in fact the fact that I can talk to him w/o Faith drama or the fact that he doesn't have the same hw or projects that I do helps keep me calm. I just miss the fact that I got to hang out w/ him like ten times over break, then not see him for so long I'm going through withdraw.
No one else laughs inwardly when I say "sounds good" and no one else makes me laugh no matter what we talk about. Though other guys hold the door for me no one else refuses to let me open my own car door.
; )
I'm just so excited by the fact that I get to see him soon! Frontier people rock, they are weird and sometimes perverted, but they are a blast to hang out with.
I've even started to "feel" things too, just b/c I've been around Tyler when he does his touchy-feely thing, its fun!
Tyler the guy that my parents love, and who is the guy for me!

2006-01-15T14:30:00.000-05:00

Slippery Buttons - to find out click the link
http://www.i-am-bored.com/bored_link.cfm?link_id=15129

I won! can you?

This Peace

2006-01-08T16:40:00.000-05:00

You know, I typed this post once, and since it disappeared this long post will be even longer

Sara Groves is one of my favorite artists because she can say so much in so few words, and she seems to understand people's feelings toward certain situations

Maybe There's a Loving God ~ Sara Groves

I'm trying to work things out
I'm trying to comprehend
Am I the chance result
Of some great accident
I hear a rhythm call me
The echo of a grand design
I spend each night in the backyard
Staring up at the stars in the sky

I have another meeting today
With my new counselor
My mom will cry and say
I don't know what to do with her
She's so unresponsive
I just cannot break through
She spends all night in the backyard
Staring up at the stars and the moon

They have a chart and a graph
Of my despondency
They want to chart a path
For self-recovery
They want to know what I'm thinking
What motivates my mood
To spend all night in the backyard
Staring up at the stars and the moon

Maybe this was made for me
For lying on my back in the middle of a field
Maybe that's a selfish thought
Or maybe there's a loving God

Maybe I was made this way
To think and to reason and to question and to pray
And I have never prayed a lot
But maybe there's a loving God

Maybe this was made for me
For lying on my back in the middle of a field
Maybe that's a selfish thought
Or maybe there's a loving God

Maybe I was mad this way
To think and to reason and to question and to pray
And I have never prayed a lot
But maybe there's a loving God

And that may be a foolish thought
Or maybe there is a God
And I have never prayed a lot
But maybe there's a loving God

How can anyone see the glory of the stars and not see that Christ is Lord? I love to watch the stars, and everything I do I feel so humbled, awed that God is interested in my life, small, and insignificant, but exited by the fact. I don't think that I will ever understand anyone who looks up there and feels small (they don't know Christ so do they feel lonely) and doesn't want to seek answers about life, and why we're here. I guess I will always wonder.

Remember Surrender ~ Sara Groves
Remember surrender
Remember the rest
Remember that weight lifting off of your chest
And realizing that it's not up to you and it never was

Remember surrender
Remember relief
Remember how tears rolled down both of your cheeks
As the warmth of a heavenly father came closing in

I want to do that again
Why can't I live there
And make my home
In sweet surrender
I want to do so much more than remember

Remember surrender
Remember peace
Remember how soundly you fell fast asleep
In the face of your troubles your future
still shone like the morning sun

Remember surrender
Remember that sound
Of all of those voices dying down
But one who speaks clearly of helping
and healing you deep within

I want to do that again
Why can't I live there
And make my home
In sweet surrender
I want to do so much more than remember
Remember
Oh surrender

Why can't we always feel that closeness to God that we do on those retreats, or camps? Somewhere in between our conviction and the trip home old habits return. That deceptive sleepiness that causes us to skip the devotions, that annoying brother that makes us slip up on that gentle spirit we think about. If only we could draw up that helpless, dependent feeling when we're upset. All of our troubles are unimportant, if only life were constantly like that.
Last one, maybe. . .

This Peace ~ Sara Groves
So many words to say, but I'm opting for silence
So many days to live
I thinking I'm sitting this one out
Cause something I've been chasing finally stop to let me catch it
Something I've been longing for and dreaming about

It's a whisper in my ear
It's a shiver up my spine
It's the gratitude I feel for all that's right
It's a mystery appeal that's been granted me tonight
This peace

It's something so elusive
Something close but far away
It's the home that I can't live in yet somewhere in outer space
And sometimes I barely miss it when I walk into the room
The curtains are still swaying and I feel the air move

And it whispers in my ear and it shivers up my spine
It's the gratitude I feel for all that's right
It's a mystery appeal that's been granted me tonight
This peace

No time to grab a camera
No time to write it down
Just time enough to breathe it in
And linger

It's a whisper in my ear
It's a shiver up my spine
It's the gratitude I feel for all that's right
It's a mystery appeal that's been granted me tonight
This peace
This peace

Lately, I've caught myself reading a Christian fiction book, grabbing my Bible when I see it by my bed. Christ has suddenly given me a hunger to know. I don't know why, or what I'm looking for maybe simply to know him more and closer, but I feel restless. At the same time I feel at peace, I'm finally really having devotions every day and stopping to pray when life's hard. Especially today in SS when PW was asking us who would be a pastor in ten, twelve, or twenty years. Who will be a missionary, a pastor's wife, or a camp counselor? I wonder where we will all end up. Life as an American teenager doesn't exactly encourage living in a distant country or accepting a smaller income to lead kids to Christ. For now; however, I'm at peace with the fact that Christ will lead me to have the best life imaginable.

You can here samples @ this website, simply :
Click on the music link
Click on the "All Right Here" album cover (bottom)
Click on song title
http://www.saragroves.com/

Happy New Year!!

2006-01-01T21:35:00.000-05:00

New Year's Eve the one night that almost everyone from the age of five to eighty is awake @ midnight and then have the perfect excuse to sleep for about twelve hours the next day.
2005 is over and all seniors are counting down the days until graduation. After spending a fun-filled, lazy couple of weeks wasting time, it seems as though I am trapped with my parents for all time, don't get me wrong, my parents are fun (half of the time) and I love them dearly, but I haven't even spent a great deal of time specifically with them, but I feel as though I'm gonna choke either my brother, mom, or dad. Thank God for the time I spend on the computer, cleaning my room, out of the house, or watching a movie. Without it I would go totally insane. Between my dad thumping me on the head for every weird thing I say, my brother and dad spinning me around in the recliner, or my mother's asking of the same question fifty times my patience is thin. But the results of this constant pestering is a spotless room. I can't stop cleaning. Does ths happen to anyone else? I know that Adrienne stays up late to clean her room too, and I think everyone has felt that insomnia when there aren't offical plans for the next day, or when there just seems to be a lot of time. Oh well, its a new year right? I'm going to be nice, tomorrow

Never miss a good chance to shut up.
Never test the depth of the water with both feet.

Boredom

2005-12-29T13:04:00.000-05:00

Right now everything seems to be going so slowly (a good thing during break right?) not when your home alone, no one seems to be calling me and I'm freezing my butt off! Ok, so I bet your thinking "Well, call someone already!" Right?! Well, I hate the telephone ok! I hate everything about calling someone the ringing and then what if the person your calling doesn't answer? You have to talk to their mom, dad, brother, sister, or bf/gf. I can't handle the amount of stress it generates when something unexpected like that happens. Hearing a voice different than the one I intended to hear sends a shock though me that temporarily dislocates my brain and my backbone.
So here I sit contemplating blogging a survey (just what you wanted right? ) or making my self b-fast that's right b-fast as in I've been awake for three hours surfin the net and only now is my stomach complaining
Mmmm fish, its what's for b-fast/lunch (who cares? its after noon anyways)
Onwards to the survey (can anyone tell that I've been reading Anna S.'s blog ?)
*One final rabbit trail does anyone else notice the fact that delete doesn't work here? (sometimes)

------ Stuff ------
Name: Megan Elaine Cochran
Nickname: Meg, Megness
Single or taken: dating Tyler Cotterman (Yay!!!)
Place of Birth: ST. Elizabeth (Lafayette, Indiana)
Zodiac sign: Cancer
Male or Female: Female
School: Faith Christian

-----Appearance -----
Hair: brown just to my shoulder
Eyes: Blue
Nails: However long they get before they crack
Height: 5'4"
Crush: Yep, Tyler
Do you like yourself: Normally, but I bore my self pretty easily
Braces: not any more
Think your hot?: nope!
Pierced: ears
Tattoos: sorry, not yet! (kidding)
Lefty or righty?: righty

-----Firsts-------
kiss: never been kissed
first best friend : Jessie B.
first sport: soccer
first pet: Dixie and Bandit (best dogs ever besides Lucy)
first school: Highland
first crush: Brett Courtney
first concert: Alabama (really)

------Favorites-----
movie: Indiana Jones, LOTR
TV show: Lost, Monk
Color: Brown
Music: i don't know
Song: I hope you Dance
Food: Chicken Parmesan
Drink: Mountain Dew
Candy: M&Ms, KitKat
Sport: Soccer
Clothing Brand: Forever 21, Aero
School: Not mine, Purdue
Animal:
Books: Romantic Thrillers (Dee Henderson) Classics (Mark of the Lion)
Magazines: I hate reading stupid gossip

------Currently-----
Eating: Fish
Drinking : Root Beer
Listening to :Beauty and the Beast soundtrack (launchcast radio)
Mood: hyper
Thinking about: What to do. . .
Wanting to: see Tyler
Watching: nothin
Wearing: my favorite pj shorts (yes, I know its winter) stupid t-shirt and my hairy slippers

-------Future Plans----
kids: sure
married: yep, I'm too weird to be left on my own
careers: would people stop asking that I still don't know

----Opposite sex------( oh, goodie......*gag*)
cute or sexy: cute, they usually know if they're sexy
lips or eyes: I prefer them to have all of the usual body parts, yes (eyes)
hugs or kisses: hugs
short or tall: tall
easygoing or serious: easygoing b/c when someone is serious I normally start getting goofy
romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous
fat or skinny: how about healthy? but NOT fat
sensitive or loud: what is this supposed to mean? I guess sensitive
hook-up or relationship: relationship
sweet or caring: how can you be one and not the other?
trouble-maker or hesitant: a mischevious thinker

-------Have you ever?-----
kissed a stranger: no
drank bubbles: caught bubbles w/ my tongue
worn glasses/contacts: nope
ran away from home: lots of times...... under my desk (when I was little)
had an x-ray: yep
broken someone's heart: not to my knowledge
broken up w/ someone: nope
turned someone down: yep
cried when someone died: YES!
cried @ school: yes, when my grandma died

----do you Believe in-----
God: heck yes!! (sorry, yes)
miracles: yes
love @ first sight: sure
ghosts: no
aliens:no
heaven:yes
hell:yes
kissing on a first date: I believe it happens, but not for me
horoscopes:no

-----Answer truthfully----
Is there someone you want but know you can't have?
What?, no

*This is avery long post so enjoy, and any spelling mistakes are my own and no one should attempt to re-create them b/c only I can spell as badly as I do.

It is far more impressive when others discover your good qualities without your help.
Plan to be spontaneous, tomorrow.

Just for Joel

2005-12-28T20:40:00.000-05:00

Discovered by accident this "humorous" mind exercise ought to be forgotten for all time but before, I thought some strange, and weird people might chuckle to read this.
In case anyone else reads this I'm truly,horribly, and regrettable sorry, and to Joel if you read this then attempt to discuss it with me or anyone else who doesn't truly care, I will shoot you and then laugh really, really hard (understand)
http://www.mindspring.com/~mfpatton/Tissues.htm
Better to understand a little than to misunderstand a lot.

Boycott shampoo! Demand the REAL poo!

Interesting Humor

2005-12-28T20:22:00.000-05:00

By the way,before I going into another venting, daydreaming mood I found a site (maybe more than one) that might really interest you if you feel like a laugh.
http://www.jokesandhumor.com/jokes/362.html
*I'm sorry, but the first is not a great example of the rest, I found them funny if viewed with some level of maturity.

Anything worth taking seriously is worth making fun of
. . . AND . . .
A day without sunshine is like, night.

Christmas Break

2005-12-28T19:18:00.000-05:00

Christmas Break, the two weeks that make the rest of the entire school year worth the melodramatic whining of another semester. Two weeks where laziness, boredom, and a total lack of plans is considered acceptable and parents don't freak b/c of the aforementioned qualities. A magical span of time where all the dreams of hw and school ceasing to exist occur. Regardless of whether a person spends his time working, sleeping, or changing his plans every other minute this is my last Christmas break @ Faith and it is a little melancholy (though I know everyone else is attempting to forget) I've lost sleep this last week b/c of the fact that I think in the back of my mind I know that though all of my friends will deeply treasure (hint of sarcasm) the time we spend together everyone is thinking of scattering at the end of another semester. College dreams, and hopes are finally going to be fulfilled and we will never be together so much as we are during this semester. After graduation we will never sit together in homeroom @ the top of the bleachers @ the peak of our high school career. We will never again be @ this point in time with all of our dreams and hopes spread before us waiting to be acted upon. This sounds a little pathetic (considering that I can't wait as much as the next person) but after we are handed our diplomas we won't ever be able to go back to the simplicity of life in high school with only hw to worry about, and debating the varying extent of our drama with one another.
At the same time we can escape the often cruel atmosphere of a private high school life. We are finally making our own decisions no parents to hold our hands @ every step but they are still available for interrogation about tax forms, money issues, and if needed housing problems. WE never again have to listen to the same people gripe aobut the same problems. Never have to attend school every day from 7:55-3:16 five days a week. Our life is finally going to be in our hands with the freedom to choose. How to dress, when we can go places, when to be back, when to do our hw (if @ all), what to eat, when to eat it. The choices are endless. This is the threshold to our life, NOW. Life up to this point is about preparation, and though some of the future will still include preparation and learning we are done. and totally fed up with the system to this point. (right?) Now, what to do. . . ?
Anything worth taking seriously is worth making fun of
. . . AND . . .
A day without sunshine is like, night.

Blogging Again

2005-12-28T18:57:00.000-05:00

No matter how many times I start a blog I fail to continue with my plans to update it, but NO MORE! I am determined (maybe)to update and keep this one going.