And not as in gangster. I have a new last name this week, the last name of the Caylie. I do believe I've spent three nights here... Four? No, three. Eli was here last night and that was fun. She's such a cutie. It's verging on not fair.
Caylie is intensely studying for a chemistry test, and I should be finishing up reading an essay by Henry David Thoreau but... I'm blogging instead.
I've been kinda a fail at blogging lately. I was blogging almost every day, but that's just not really happening is it? I always have these little thoughts throughout the day that I think that I should share, but then I never get on here and share them. I need to carry a journal around with me and write down my little thoughts, then I would actually remember them and share them.
Do you know what brain crack is? I seem to have a lot. It's little things that you think about a lot: ideas, inventions, theories, etc. You store them up in your head waiting for the right time to say them, but if the right time never comes, then no one ever knows! And the more brain crack you have in your head, the more you get addicted and the more you store up there! It's like a cruel cycle! Anyway, this being said, I intend to release as much brain crack onto this blog as possible. I may even get fancy and do a brain crack burst each post. Nah, that sounds too official. I'll just weave it in. But if I weave it in, I need to have the perfect thing to weave it into... DARN IT! I can't even loose my brain crack over the internet without it being weird! Eh. I'll make it work somehow. I'm ready to take the first step. (Brain crack release #1: I stole this concept from a youtuber named Hank Green, who stole it from another youtuber. I am not being original, or clever, but am merely stating something.)
I'm listening to Joshua James. His music recently rocked my world. If you look him up, you're doing yourself a favor. He doesn't have many feel good songs, but his songs are all so poetic that they are AMAZING. I'm not a huge fan of feel good songs anyway. They have their time and place to be sure. But sometimes you just need more substance, you know?
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." This is the beginning to A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. I feel like that pretty much sums up stuff right now. There really isn't a whole lot going for me, or really against me. There are things that I really wish I could change, but for some reason I'm happier than I've been in a long time. Obviously I'm not involved in a horrible war like in the book, so I'm not going to say my life is as hard as theirs. But deep down, in the midst of new feelings and emotions that I'm dealing with, I'm genuinely happy. And something that I've noticed? The more I say I'm happy, the more that the happiness takes over. I'm not sure how long it's gonna last, but right now, it's here. And that's what matters.
I had Holly Ball the other night. It was the last cotillion of the year, so now I am freeeee! No more dealing with seventh graders who thing that they know everything, no more high heels for hours, ahhhh. This is exciting. I wore a green velvet dress, courtesy of my aunt. Cori, Juju (my other aunt), and I went shopping for fun hair stuff. I ended up with crazy red hair with a green feathery-poof thing on the side of my head. I also had my makeup done super cute. I felt all ready to go and such, but when I got there the normal entrances were locked due to a parade. (Gosh Tim & Caylie... Why did you have to go and support that?!?!) It was freezing outside and we had to try EVER DOOR IN THE BUILDING. Finally we found one that opened, and that was a very nice thing. There really wasn't anything for me to do once we got there, so I just danced and talked all night. Oh yeah, it required standing in heels for SEVEN hours. I'm a barefoot girl! I don't do heels! My feet hurt so bad by the end. But on the bright side, the red stuff still hasn't completely come out, and I'm just hoping it lasts for a week. Cause that's how long I have to wait before I can dye my hair again.
Caylie is getting her wisdom teeth out in a couple weeks. She's gonna get all puffy. I just have to wonder if she'll be as puffed as I was... I bet she is. I apparently got SUPER puffy though, compared to normal people. If you ever wondered about the whole "Gracie Puff" thing, that is why. Scott started calling me Mrs. Puff all the time, and so yes. But I'll be praying for my girl! I hope that your face doesn't swell to extreme levels!
I should probably get to work. I have a lot to do today, and not much time to do it all. Actually I have all the time in the world for some of it, but it still just needs to get done. Okay. I'm getting hungry. I'll take this as a sign that I'm supposed to get off and eat something.
Adios blog people! Peace off!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Fat bellies, dogs, and ungodly wake up times.
I, right now, as in in this moment, discovered that I really like Ebony Day. She's a youtube girl, and she's bloody brilliant. Every Day We Summer... Goooood soooong.
I like that verse. It's sweet. :)
Who else did Black Friday? Well I did. I planned on just making it an all-nighter the night before, but after about ten minutes of Scott getting offline and me running out of things I wanted to watch on youtube I accidently fell asleep. I absolutely hated myself the next day along with everything in the whole friggin world. I was out shopping by three for no reason and didn't even get anything... Curses.
I'm dog sitting for two cute little pups this week, one's name is Hobbs, and the other is Camo. It's kinda a party.
**Disclaimer: Everything you are about to read happens a week after that was written.**
I definitely never finished that did I? I also never posted what I did write. Oh well.
How was your Thanksgiving? Mine was brilliant. My foot just fell asleep... STOMP STOMP! Okay. Thanksgiving. I ate sooo much that my belly poked out about four times it's normal poke level. It was great.
Christmas time is like coming up soon! It's kinda ridiculous! I do believe it is in twenty three days. That blows my mind.
Speaking of Christmas, our youth group decorated a tree at the Aerospace Museum. It's insanely amazing. It's like... Jesus inside the tree, with a lot of trash. It's hard to explain. But it's awesome, and so go vote for us! If we win, we get 1000 dollaz for buying Bibles for GIG kids. At the Aerospace Museum, after hours, with every door open, me and Sam pretended to be super ninja spies and went in the back where they have a ton of computers. It was cool. We took pictures so if you don't believe me, ask her for a copy.
I got in trouble today at Academy, and that was kinda an adventure. I didn't know the woods were off limits. I just saw that they looked fun. If you ever see woods and decide to wander in, make sure that it's acceptable. If it is, do it. If not, prepare for parents to be called and yellage to be directed at your face.
Ahhhhh.... Life is so good right now. Tomorrow, I go to live with Caylie for a week. Not just Caylie though. Eli too. Those girls rock my world and inflate my heart with happy sauce. I guess sauce wouldn't really inflate something, but they somehow manage to do it.
Remember a few posts back when I talked about my earrings I was getting? Well they came in today! I'm wearing them right now, and it's making my world happy.
This post is getting pretty long, so I'll cut it here. I may post more a little later though, but I doubt it. Two posts in one night is over kill. Well, not too much overkill. Just a toe over the line.
Bless your face, if you sneezed during reading this bless you, PEACE OFF.
Gracie Puff
We could watch the sunset
Talk about when we first met
Every time our hands meet
You could hear my heart beat
You are the reason that I sing
I like that verse. It's sweet. :)
Who else did Black Friday? Well I did. I planned on just making it an all-nighter the night before, but after about ten minutes of Scott getting offline and me running out of things I wanted to watch on youtube I accidently fell asleep. I absolutely hated myself the next day along with everything in the whole friggin world. I was out shopping by three for no reason and didn't even get anything... Curses.
I'm dog sitting for two cute little pups this week, one's name is Hobbs, and the other is Camo. It's kinda a party.
**Disclaimer: Everything you are about to read happens a week after that was written.**
I definitely never finished that did I? I also never posted what I did write. Oh well.
How was your Thanksgiving? Mine was brilliant. My foot just fell asleep... STOMP STOMP! Okay. Thanksgiving. I ate sooo much that my belly poked out about four times it's normal poke level. It was great.
Christmas time is like coming up soon! It's kinda ridiculous! I do believe it is in twenty three days. That blows my mind.
Speaking of Christmas, our youth group decorated a tree at the Aerospace Museum. It's insanely amazing. It's like... Jesus inside the tree, with a lot of trash. It's hard to explain. But it's awesome, and so go vote for us! If we win, we get 1000 dollaz for buying Bibles for GIG kids. At the Aerospace Museum, after hours, with every door open, me and Sam pretended to be super ninja spies and went in the back where they have a ton of computers. It was cool. We took pictures so if you don't believe me, ask her for a copy.
I got in trouble today at Academy, and that was kinda an adventure. I didn't know the woods were off limits. I just saw that they looked fun. If you ever see woods and decide to wander in, make sure that it's acceptable. If it is, do it. If not, prepare for parents to be called and yellage to be directed at your face.
Ahhhhh.... Life is so good right now. Tomorrow, I go to live with Caylie for a week. Not just Caylie though. Eli too. Those girls rock my world and inflate my heart with happy sauce. I guess sauce wouldn't really inflate something, but they somehow manage to do it.
Remember a few posts back when I talked about my earrings I was getting? Well they came in today! I'm wearing them right now, and it's making my world happy.
This post is getting pretty long, so I'll cut it here. I may post more a little later though, but I doubt it. Two posts in one night is over kill. Well, not too much overkill. Just a toe over the line.
Bless your face, if you sneezed during reading this bless you, PEACE OFF.
Gracie Puff
Thursday, November 25, 2010
And yet... Somehow wise...
I love quotes. I absolutely adore them. I decided I'd share a few, if you promise not to cry out of joy. Which is what I would do if someone opened up and presented me with a multitude of goodness.
The first symptom of love in a young man is shyness; the first symptom in a woman, it's boldness. - Victor Hugo
The first symptom of love in a young man is shyness; the first symptom in a woman, it's boldness. - Victor Hugo
Sanity is a madness put to good use - George Santayana
Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come - Matt Groening
There's no trick to being a humorist when you have the whole government working for you. - Will Rogers
There are two ways to pass a hurdle: leaping over or plowing through... There needs to be a monster truck option.- Jeph Jacques
I hate women because they always know where things are. - James Thurber
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy and Jill a rich widow - Evan Esar
No human thing is of serious importance. - Plato
Eighty percent of married men cheat in America. The rest cheat in Europe. - Jackie Mason
They always talk who never think. - Matthew Prior
If you're choking in a restaurant you can just say the magic words, 'Heimlich maneuver,' and all will be well. Trouble is, it's difficult to say 'Heimlich maneuver' when you're choking to death. - Eddie Izzard
The reason there is so little crime in Germany is that it's against the law. - Alex Levin
Rock and roll is the hamburger that ate the world. - Peter York
When people are free to do as they please, they usually imitate each other. - Eric Hoffer
Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip. - Will Rogers
In Hollywood a marriage is a success if it outlasts milk. - Rita Rudner
The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war. - E. B. White
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. - Thomas A. Edison
I bought a cactus. A week later it died. And I got depressed, because I thought, Damn. I am less nurturing than a desert. - Demetri Martin
Dating is just awkward moments and one person wants more than the other. It's just that constant strangeness. I think it's a very real thing. - Jason Schwartzman
Behind every successful man is a surprised woman. - Maryon Pearson
Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. - Douglas Adams
Man invented language to satisfy his deep need to complain. Lily Tomlin
I have opinions of my own -- strong opinions -- but I don't always agree with them. - George Bush
I think that's all for now folks. If I think of any more, I'll put them up on another post. Peace off!
P.S. Yes, I realize these aren't evenly spaced. I had no choice in the matter. Sorry guys. Get over it.
Behind every successful man is a surprised woman. - Maryon Pearson
Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. - Douglas Adams
Man invented language to satisfy his deep need to complain. Lily Tomlin
I have opinions of my own -- strong opinions -- but I don't always agree with them. - George Bush
I think that's all for now folks. If I think of any more, I'll put them up on another post. Peace off!
P.S. Yes, I realize these aren't evenly spaced. I had no choice in the matter. Sorry guys. Get over it.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Stab and twist. Repeat.
Before I start my story, let me apologize. I have a long, hilarious post that I was going to put up. The reason it is hilarious is because I didn't actually write any of it, it's just a lot of awesome quotes. I was super excited about putting it up, but I just can't bring myself to finish it. Not right now anyway. I might post it later tonight, but right now, I has story.
Okay, so picture this. You're at work, when the boss makes a totally innocent comment. Your co-worker, (yes, those of you who know where I work, it does NOT technically qualify as work, but I'm leaving it open so identities are sound. The feds man. Swarming all over...) starts laughing. You ask what's up. She replies, "Sorry, that just reminds me of this past weekend when I was having sex with my boyfriend." What do I do? Nothing. I just kinda laugh along with her. But inside I'm broken for her.
I'm hanging out with the same girl later, and we're talking and such. So she starts talking about more stuff like that, and again, what do I do? I go along with it. Even though inside I'm screaming, "DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT YOU SOUND LIKE? DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING TO YOURSELF?"
Now I know that I'm no saint. I have no right to judge, so I don't. But it absolutely brakes my heart to hear about someone doing that. Not everyone is as blessed as me when it comes to guys. My close guy friends and my wonderful boyfriend are all a.) virgins and b.) are going to stay that way. And the same with my girlfriends too. So when I hear someone talk about that, even someone who I'm not really all that close with, it makes my insides twist up in a knot.
I think that making love is a beautiful thing, but not now. Not when you have your whole life to meet the right guy. I'm not going to give everything that I have to offer to someone when I'm A TEENAGER. I don't judge the people that have, but I know for a fact that it is a sin. And sins disguise themselves as beautiful things. If they were ugly, then people wouldn't be drawn to them.
So now, rolling over and over in my mind, are all the things that I could have said. I dropped the "I have a super awesome boyfriend" line, but the people I was with didn't seem interested. I mean, come on, who wants to hear about a couple that took a year of liking each other to go out, and three months before they held hands? We're not half as thrilling as the relationships that were being talked about. I heard all about one girl's friends that have been going out a year and a half and "OMG they haven't done it yet." Well guess what. Some couples go out a year and a half without kissing. Crazy no?
I guess tonight is just the first time I've thought about the fact that I'm actually at the age where people do that. I mean, I've known people who do do that for a long time, but tonight was the first time I realized that I'm kind of an exception to what people do when they're my age. Which is really trippy. I live so much in my "God bubble" I forget that people aren't all in it. I'm with my clean cut, forgiven friends all the time, and I forget that people are broken. I only see the brokenness as it's being healed. I don't see it and don't think about the fact that some people don't have that healing power in their lives.
The good Christian thing to do is to be an example in the girl's life. But am I actually worthy to be? I mean, here I am, blogging about what I should have done, when I should be out in the world doing so much more. This is one girl. There are millions more. Billions. And God has for some reason given me this amazing guy who has changed my perspective on things so much. Why is there so much brokenness? Why can't they all have guys like Scott? And why, WHY has God laid it on my heart to be a voice? I'm honestly not that strong of a person. Even if it's just for this one girl, I feel like I'm supposed to help bring change. But how am I supposed to be an influence when her just mentioning sex made it hard to say anything other than cheap jokes?
Wash Away by Joe Purdy is a wonderful song. If you haven't heard it, look it up. It's the perfect song to be listening to as I'm furiously typing this out. God does wash away sins. God does make us whole. Maybe, just maybe, He can also give me the strength to let other people know that fact. At risk of sounding stereotypical, or God forbid a religious freak, I want to be used in extreme ways. I want to walk on water. But I'm just not sure I'm brave enough to take that first step out of the boat. I know that I have to, if I ever want to do something amazing. But it would be kinda nice if Jesus were behind me pushing me out of the boat, instead of making me rely fully on rickety boats, terrifying waves, and the fact that He is keeping me afloat. The least he could do is bribe me with chocolate. But no, this has to be a total faith thing. And who knows? I may fail miserably. But at least I will have tried.
though it is terrifying, I'm going to step out of the boat.
Peace off,
Gracie
Sunday, November 14, 2010
The Jungle Book
Here I am, cuddled up on the sofa under a nice electric blanket, sitting by the fire. Toasty and wonderful. I got a flu shot a couple days ago, and had some kind of reaction that has given me a slightly nasty fever. It isn't bad. I don't feel sick, just get the chills a lot.
When I was a kid, I used to watch the Disney Jungle Book alllll the time. It's how I learned to talk. So for old time's sake, as I'm snuggled under the blankets, I'm also watching Jungle Book. I'm rather happy right now.
I also used to watch The Sword In the Stone whenever I was sick, so I think that it might be what's coming up next. If I have time anyway. I have to decide whether or not I'll be going to community groups tonight. I really want to... But my fever is going to have to go down and stay down. I'm at 99.5, so it has gone down quite a bit. But alas... It must drop more!
Dear Carolyn- I'm sorry I had to miss breakfast with you! It would have been so, so lovely! Maybe sometime this week we can try again. :)
Jungle Book 2 was a disappointment. Don't waste your time with it. I watched it once and wanted to sue for stealing 72 minutes of my life away. Which is sad, since the first is so amazing. Disney should just stick with the classics. All the new additions and stuff just aren't food. Food? They aren't GOOD. I suppose they aren't food either though. I can't imagine what eating a DVD would be like. Ich.
Tomorrow is co-op, and I like that place. I don't like the fact that I get homework. Except for writing homework. Cause... That's fun. But math? No thank you. I shouldn't complain. Twas my idea to take on a pretty darn full load this semester. Next semester though... I shall be able to breathe.
I'm gonna sign off for now.
Peace off!
When I was a kid, I used to watch the Disney Jungle Book alllll the time. It's how I learned to talk. So for old time's sake, as I'm snuggled under the blankets, I'm also watching Jungle Book. I'm rather happy right now.
I also used to watch The Sword In the Stone whenever I was sick, so I think that it might be what's coming up next. If I have time anyway. I have to decide whether or not I'll be going to community groups tonight. I really want to... But my fever is going to have to go down and stay down. I'm at 99.5, so it has gone down quite a bit. But alas... It must drop more!
Dear Carolyn- I'm sorry I had to miss breakfast with you! It would have been so, so lovely! Maybe sometime this week we can try again. :)
Jungle Book 2 was a disappointment. Don't waste your time with it. I watched it once and wanted to sue for stealing 72 minutes of my life away. Which is sad, since the first is so amazing. Disney should just stick with the classics. All the new additions and stuff just aren't food. Food? They aren't GOOD. I suppose they aren't food either though. I can't imagine what eating a DVD would be like. Ich.
Tomorrow is co-op, and I like that place. I don't like the fact that I get homework. Except for writing homework. Cause... That's fun. But math? No thank you. I shouldn't complain. Twas my idea to take on a pretty darn full load this semester. Next semester though... I shall be able to breathe.
I'm gonna sign off for now.
Peace off!
Friday, November 12, 2010
Raising Hope, Doughnuts, and Pickles
Today was a good day. So was the day before. So together, this has been a pretty darn good week.
Caylie- I hope that you are doing better. I'm worried about my lady! **Worried face**
Raising Hope is a good show. Actually, it is a great show. If you've never seen it, you should change that fact and... Well... See it!
It makes me sad that spell check puts a little red line under Caylie's name. She could never be a mistake. So neither should her name.
Everything that was written above was written yesterday, cause I kinda fell asleep. But today is good too! I got my flu shot today. Can't touch this germs!
I'm at play practice now. Comedia Delight. It's a silly play set in Italy. My character barely has any lines, because the majority of my stage time I'm singing about bread and singing about how I want to sing about bread. Oh yeah, and I'm a man. It's great. :)
Dear Scott- I know you don't read my blog. But thanks for the doughnut! :D
Caylie and I are in a constant debate on whether bacon or pickles are better. I'm rather partial to the bacon side of life. Yesterday though, I ate a burger with bacon and extra pickles. I feel like we reached some kind of compromise.
Well... I'm going to be getting on stage in not too long. So I better go. Actually never mind. I'm not on for a long time.That means you get to read more of my rambles.
I changed my mind. I'm going to play random games on addictinggames.com. Sorry y'all. You're just gonna have to be filled in on my life later.
Peace off!
Caylie- I hope that you are doing better. I'm worried about my lady! **Worried face**
Raising Hope is a good show. Actually, it is a great show. If you've never seen it, you should change that fact and... Well... See it!
It makes me sad that spell check puts a little red line under Caylie's name. She could never be a mistake. So neither should her name.
Everything that was written above was written yesterday, cause I kinda fell asleep. But today is good too! I got my flu shot today. Can't touch this germs!
I'm at play practice now. Comedia Delight. It's a silly play set in Italy. My character barely has any lines, because the majority of my stage time I'm singing about bread and singing about how I want to sing about bread. Oh yeah, and I'm a man. It's great. :)
Dear Scott- I know you don't read my blog. But thanks for the doughnut! :D
Caylie and I are in a constant debate on whether bacon or pickles are better. I'm rather partial to the bacon side of life. Yesterday though, I ate a burger with bacon and extra pickles. I feel like we reached some kind of compromise.
Well... I'm going to be getting on stage in not too long. So I better go. Actually never mind. I'm not on for a long time.That means you get to read more of my rambles.
I changed my mind. I'm going to play random games on addictinggames.com. Sorry y'all. You're just gonna have to be filled in on my life later.
Peace off!
Monday, November 8, 2010
Spiral Earrings
Okay, so I love tribal earrings. This is very true. I found some I adore, but on the site I found them they were sold out. But I just found them on ebay, and even with shipping added in it's still ten dollars less! Yahoo! I need my mom's pay pal though, and I hate owing her money. :/
It feels weird when your internet leaves you. It makes you realize how dependent on it you are, and then you feel weak and stupid. Or at least I do. Some of you may like being addicted to technology. Not I says the duck.
I've learned something. Not only is Trig of Satan, but it has an evil twin named Genetics. Man oh man. Argu=ahs;j. Bad.
I really just don't feel like blogging right now. I do however, feel like a hug. A hug would be nice. I think I'm going to sleep soon, and am just going to dream about hugs.
Peace Off!
It feels weird when your internet leaves you. It makes you realize how dependent on it you are, and then you feel weak and stupid. Or at least I do. Some of you may like being addicted to technology. Not I says the duck.
I've learned something. Not only is Trig of Satan, but it has an evil twin named Genetics. Man oh man. Argu=ahs;j. Bad.
I really just don't feel like blogging right now. I do however, feel like a hug. A hug would be nice. I think I'm going to sleep soon, and am just going to dream about hugs.
Peace Off!
Friday, November 5, 2010
Trig is of SATAN.
Dear reader-
Please find me the person who invented trigonometry. Bring them to me. If they are dead, bring them back to life so that I can kill them again. If they are alive? Well they won't be much longer. Seriously y'all. It's ridiculous.
I'm in the bathroom, and I'm supposed to be cleaning. Am I? Well no, actually I'm blogging.
I'll clean the counter top first. Computer, you are being placed on a toilet. Don't worry. The lid is down. You aren't gonna be taking any trips into my potty.
And you're there! See it isn't so bad. Alright the counter is clean now. So that's where you are. I clean potty now.
I have to wait five minutes before I can flush and see the beautiful new toilet bowl. So I'll clean out the bottom of the tub.Okay that's done. Now I wait for five minutes on that too, then I can clean out the rest of the shower and john.
Today I got up early and studied trig with a couple people. It was fun, except you know... The whole trig part. Then I had play practice. It was the first time off book and with props, so it was kinda weird. But it was surprisingly smooth. I run off stage at one point and go too much momentum. Long story short I ran into a door. Off stage thankfully. But I'll just have to be more careful.
Time to flush. And finish pot cleaning. Hold on. Okay that's clean. Shower time.
Clean. Tim and Caylie are coming to pick me up now. Eventually a Scotty will wobble over there. But it shall just be us for a short while. I think. Scott randomly pops up sometimes. So I never REALLY know.
I found something today that I'm in love with. They're little tiny yellow tomatoes. They're like grape or cherry tomatoes, but they are yellow. They might be the most delicious things EVER. Plus, their insides are a really cool green color. So that adds to the awesome. I got them about 4... And I've already eaten almost a whole 4 pint box of them. Oh my gosh, delicious.
I should probably get ready.
Random fact? I never spell probably right. Ever. I have to go and change it each time. I always leave out the L.
Anyway, ciao!
Please find me the person who invented trigonometry. Bring them to me. If they are dead, bring them back to life so that I can kill them again. If they are alive? Well they won't be much longer. Seriously y'all. It's ridiculous.
I'm in the bathroom, and I'm supposed to be cleaning. Am I? Well no, actually I'm blogging.
I'll clean the counter top first. Computer, you are being placed on a toilet. Don't worry. The lid is down. You aren't gonna be taking any trips into my potty.
And you're there! See it isn't so bad. Alright the counter is clean now. So that's where you are. I clean potty now.
I have to wait five minutes before I can flush and see the beautiful new toilet bowl. So I'll clean out the bottom of the tub.Okay that's done. Now I wait for five minutes on that too, then I can clean out the rest of the shower and john.
Today I got up early and studied trig with a couple people. It was fun, except you know... The whole trig part. Then I had play practice. It was the first time off book and with props, so it was kinda weird. But it was surprisingly smooth. I run off stage at one point and go too much momentum. Long story short I ran into a door. Off stage thankfully. But I'll just have to be more careful.
Time to flush. And finish pot cleaning. Hold on. Okay that's clean. Shower time.
Clean. Tim and Caylie are coming to pick me up now. Eventually a Scotty will wobble over there. But it shall just be us for a short while. I think. Scott randomly pops up sometimes. So I never REALLY know.
I found something today that I'm in love with. They're little tiny yellow tomatoes. They're like grape or cherry tomatoes, but they are yellow. They might be the most delicious things EVER. Plus, their insides are a really cool green color. So that adds to the awesome. I got them about 4... And I've already eaten almost a whole 4 pint box of them. Oh my gosh, delicious.
I should probably get ready.
Random fact? I never spell probably right. Ever. I have to go and change it each time. I always leave out the L.
Anyway, ciao!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
100 Truths...
100. My name is Gracie, and I have a blog.
99. I have never seen a political ad that is actually nice about their competition, or even neutral.
98. If you are in the middle of a moment with your significant other, or if there is any possibility of you having one, if a third party comes along and vocalizes the fact that there is a moment going down, all chance of a moment is instantly killed.
97. Trigonometry is a hard class.
96. Laughter truly is the best medicine, but if the person you are ticked at is the one that makes you laugh all it does it tick you off more.
95. Sometimes, you just need to be hugged and not let go.
94. Tears can make you feel like the world is ending, but just one tear of joy can be one of the most beautiful things in the world.
93. I don't care who you are, dating your best friend's sibling is WAAAYYYY different than dating your sibling's best friend, but both are not the smartest just as a general rule.
92. The internet was made for procrastinators.
91. Some people just can't take a hint.
90. I Can't Believe It's Not Butter? Well can you believe it's poop in a bucket?
89. Guys: No matter what the world says, you can be attractive AND nice AND smart. Trust me.
88. Chuck Norris can slam revolving doors.
87. Photobombs just make every picture better.
86. Gingers do have a heart. No matter what the internet says.
85. The internet does NOT count as a deep conversation, no matter what you are talking about. I don't care. You're argument is invalid.
84. The iPad is just an oversize iTouch. While it may look cooler, all it is is more awkward to hold.
83. There is just something so wrong about male strippers. Women are bad enough... But good gosh... **shudder**
82. This list is going to take a LONG time to write.
81. God is real, relevant, personal, truth, loving, and powerful.
80. Just because a movie is black and white, doesn't make it a classic. It does, however, make it awesome.
79. Love can never die of natural causes, it can only be murdered.
78. Life just isn't as fun without wiggly teeth. Why can't we all be sharks?
77. No matter how much you hate school, everyone has that one teacher that they can't deny impacted them.
76. Sometimes the hardest person in the world to trust is yourself.
75. Life really is like a box of chocolates Mrs. Gump.
74. Just because someone if famous, it doesn't mean that they are extra talented or extra untalented. It just means that they are famous.
73. If you hate on the haters, all it does is make you a hater.
72. No matter how illogical, paper somehow always seems to beat rock.
71. Alaska has the highest percent of people who walk to work.
70. In Japan, there are square watermelons. Apparently they stack better.
69. I just can't seem to write a fact on this one.
68. Music can move you far more than words.
67. All people are drawn to beauty. People just all have different definitions on what beauty is.
66. There are oysters in the Caribbean that can climb trees.
65. If you are in a group that is stereotyped, and none of you conform to the stereotype except for one person, the stereotype will live on forever.
64. People should stop spending so much time on trying to find intelligent life outside out humans, and learn to be humans themselves.
63. When Heinz Ketchup leaves the bottle, it travels not at 25 miles per hour, but 25 miles PER YEAR.
62. If people outwardly reflected the beauty inside of them, it would be much easier to see who is worth your time or not. But the people who are ugly inside need to hold at least one thing to their name, otherwise they'd have absolutely nothing, so they have a pretty face to mask what is inside. Mind you, there are ugly ugly people and pretty pretty people, but the mixed ones are a trip.
61. Woody Allen spoke truth with this line:
"I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.” -- Woody Allen
60. Sometimes people just weren't meant to sing well, but it doesn't mean they weren't meant to sing.
59. I think I somehow changed fonts but that is okay. In the grand scheme of things, a changed font is no crisis.
58. Love is like a city. If you give a person all the water you have all at once, as soon as you are out of water that person is going to move on. But, if you take your time and space out how much water you give them, you'll never run out of water and that person will never leave.
57. Laziness is far to present in every Christian I've ever seen. We seriously need to pick up the slack, and that is definitely including me.
56. Yearbook pictures will be awful every year. There is no avoiding a bad picture. Your parents, however, will always say that they love it. And 9 times out of 10, the sad truth is that they actually do.
55. Marriage is like a toaster with a lifetime guarantee. If it really is broken, send it in so that can fix it and send it back. If you try to get another one, you'll always feel like you are missing something. If you are the one who broke it, it is up to you to fix it. But drops, scrapes, and ignoring when on fire are much harder to fix than a crossed wire.
54. Dressing up a dog is just wrong.
53. You are right Mike. There is just something about sharing.
52. Being different would be better if everyone did it. Then different would be normal. And no, it does not defeat the point.
51. The people you meet stay with you forever. Do the world a favor and don't be a sucky friend. Do you really want to be remembered as that?
50. Think you are having a bad day? Somewhere in this world, someone was just told that they look like Edward Cullen. Feel better?
49. Love is a very good, very rare thing. I say rare not because no one has it, but because it seems the people who say they have it never do and the people who do have it don't admit it.
48. Quillows- Half quilt, half pillow... All awesome.
47. Christ was a Jew.
46. All that zombies do is walk around doing whatever they can do to keep walking around. Zombies cannot be humans, but all too often humans are zombies.
45. Music is amazing. It can communicate so much more than just words can.
44. Jeremy Messersmith has a good voice.
43. Valentine's Day is the worst day ever thought of ever becoming a holiday. Whoever suggested it should die on the rack.
42. If you listen to your gut too much, you end up really fat.
41. Cell phones are really strange if you really think about them.
40. One in 5000 babies is born without an opening in it's anus. I know that is terrible, but it was random and hilarious enough that it needed to be added.
39. People in this world are covered in hurt and lies. We are the ones who need to clean them up.
38. A silly website is funny while you are on it, but then it's an hour later and you still haven't gotten that paper done for class tomorrow.
37. Beautiful: A word everyone needs to be called more often.
36. We are all loved. No matter how alone you feel, you have someone fighting on your side. No matter how abandoned you may seem, you will never be forgotten.
35. It really doesn't matter how your hair looks or if your makeup looks perfect. In God's eyes and mine, you are amazing.
34. Avocados are a super fruit, they come with their own bowl.
33. If you had a screen in the middle of your chest, visible to the world, that displayed every thought that you ever had, people would turn their heads in disgust. Why then do we not when we think them?
32. Nothing was meant to be "dirty." We've twisted something that was supposed to be pure, and for what? A joke? No thank you.
31. Generalizations are retarded.
30. Isn't it hilarious when an old person uses a word that means something completely different now? It makes me laugh anyway.
29. Calculators are VERY GOOD THINGS. Especially my handy dandy TI-84 Plus. Not too fancy, but it could still make the crappy little things that you see in the bins as you are checking out at Office Depot weep with envy of it's awesomeness.
28. Writing is probably the best class ever born out of the human mind. Way to go human mind! You made one good thing!
27. Procrastination is never a good thing. But it always seems to happen.
26. People keep making all these romantic movies with titles somehow referencing Romeo and Juliette. Obviously they haven't actually read the book OR seen the play...
25. A single red rose is still one of the most romantic things that a person can give another person.
24. Am I the only person in the world that thinks it's weird when a girl gives a guy flowers? Maybe like a pound of meat or something, but flowers? Really?
23. The world would be a better place if we were all bald.
22. When you are crying, it just feels so much more right when you are being held by a good friend.
21. Walt Disney's head is probably rolling around his hermetically-sealed frozen grave at what his company has become.
20. Culture snobs deserve to be smacked.
19. Cookie Monster shall always eat cookies in my book. Down Veggie Tofu Monster! Go home and try again.
18. Disney is timeless. No matter how old you are, a classic Disney is the way to go. Not the new stuff. that stuff is boo.
17. I'm putting waaaayyyy too much effort into making this list happen before tomorrow. Actually, it already is tomorrow. Before I SLEEP. There we go.
16. The Onion is the best place to find the political going-ons.
15. If you have managed to read all this, I'm so impressed that I owe you a giant hug. Or you have no life, but I will still give you a hug of pity.
14. I have yet to meet a Christian who doesn't enjoy cheese of some sort. If you can track one down you will make me feel like an idiot for making it my blog title. Seriously though who doesn't like cheese?
13. People who do photo shoots wearing only underwear or a swim suit SHOULD NOT BE WEARING HIGH HEELS. At least wear slippers or flip flops if you don't want to be barefoot.
12. It's not lupus.
11. Good people are easier to come by then you would think.
10. I have done FREAKING 90 OF THESE.
9. I feel as if this should end with a bang. You know, all deep and stuff. But I'm just so glad to be almost done I can't think deep thoughts anymore.
8. Life without love is like writing with a broken pencil. Pointless.
7. This is my favorite number.
6. Punny things are good things.
5. I do not wish that I was a fish, no matter how much I sing about it. I'm perfectly happy with my current human life.
4. Girls and guys have it equally hard. Girls have to deal with their bodies and emotions... Guys get the emotions dumped on them.
3. I'm finishing this just for Carolyn Tillman.
2. Sometimes people are really, REALLY hard to love. But somehow we're supposed to love them anyway.
1. This list... It is complete. :)
Shalom!
99. I have never seen a political ad that is actually nice about their competition, or even neutral.
98. If you are in the middle of a moment with your significant other, or if there is any possibility of you having one, if a third party comes along and vocalizes the fact that there is a moment going down, all chance of a moment is instantly killed.
97. Trigonometry is a hard class.
96. Laughter truly is the best medicine, but if the person you are ticked at is the one that makes you laugh all it does it tick you off more.
95. Sometimes, you just need to be hugged and not let go.
94. Tears can make you feel like the world is ending, but just one tear of joy can be one of the most beautiful things in the world.
93. I don't care who you are, dating your best friend's sibling is WAAAYYYY different than dating your sibling's best friend, but both are not the smartest just as a general rule.
92. The internet was made for procrastinators.
91. Some people just can't take a hint.
90. I Can't Believe It's Not Butter? Well can you believe it's poop in a bucket?
89. Guys: No matter what the world says, you can be attractive AND nice AND smart. Trust me.
88. Chuck Norris can slam revolving doors.
87. Photobombs just make every picture better.
86. Gingers do have a heart. No matter what the internet says.
85. The internet does NOT count as a deep conversation, no matter what you are talking about. I don't care. You're argument is invalid.
84. The iPad is just an oversize iTouch. While it may look cooler, all it is is more awkward to hold.
83. There is just something so wrong about male strippers. Women are bad enough... But good gosh... **shudder**
82. This list is going to take a LONG time to write.
81. God is real, relevant, personal, truth, loving, and powerful.
80. Just because a movie is black and white, doesn't make it a classic. It does, however, make it awesome.
79. Love can never die of natural causes, it can only be murdered.
78. Life just isn't as fun without wiggly teeth. Why can't we all be sharks?
77. No matter how much you hate school, everyone has that one teacher that they can't deny impacted them.
76. Sometimes the hardest person in the world to trust is yourself.
75. Life really is like a box of chocolates Mrs. Gump.
74. Just because someone if famous, it doesn't mean that they are extra talented or extra untalented. It just means that they are famous.
73. If you hate on the haters, all it does is make you a hater.
72. No matter how illogical, paper somehow always seems to beat rock.
71. Alaska has the highest percent of people who walk to work.
70. In Japan, there are square watermelons. Apparently they stack better.
69. I just can't seem to write a fact on this one.
68. Music can move you far more than words.
67. All people are drawn to beauty. People just all have different definitions on what beauty is.
66. There are oysters in the Caribbean that can climb trees.
65. If you are in a group that is stereotyped, and none of you conform to the stereotype except for one person, the stereotype will live on forever.
64. People should stop spending so much time on trying to find intelligent life outside out humans, and learn to be humans themselves.
63. When Heinz Ketchup leaves the bottle, it travels not at 25 miles per hour, but 25 miles PER YEAR.
62. If people outwardly reflected the beauty inside of them, it would be much easier to see who is worth your time or not. But the people who are ugly inside need to hold at least one thing to their name, otherwise they'd have absolutely nothing, so they have a pretty face to mask what is inside. Mind you, there are ugly ugly people and pretty pretty people, but the mixed ones are a trip.
61. Woody Allen spoke truth with this line:
"I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.” -- Woody Allen
60. Sometimes people just weren't meant to sing well, but it doesn't mean they weren't meant to sing.
59. I think I somehow changed fonts but that is okay. In the grand scheme of things, a changed font is no crisis.
58. Love is like a city. If you give a person all the water you have all at once, as soon as you are out of water that person is going to move on. But, if you take your time and space out how much water you give them, you'll never run out of water and that person will never leave.
57. Laziness is far to present in every Christian I've ever seen. We seriously need to pick up the slack, and that is definitely including me.
56. Yearbook pictures will be awful every year. There is no avoiding a bad picture. Your parents, however, will always say that they love it. And 9 times out of 10, the sad truth is that they actually do.
55. Marriage is like a toaster with a lifetime guarantee. If it really is broken, send it in so that can fix it and send it back. If you try to get another one, you'll always feel like you are missing something. If you are the one who broke it, it is up to you to fix it. But drops, scrapes, and ignoring when on fire are much harder to fix than a crossed wire.
54. Dressing up a dog is just wrong.
53. You are right Mike. There is just something about sharing.
52. Being different would be better if everyone did it. Then different would be normal. And no, it does not defeat the point.
51. The people you meet stay with you forever. Do the world a favor and don't be a sucky friend. Do you really want to be remembered as that?
50. Think you are having a bad day? Somewhere in this world, someone was just told that they look like Edward Cullen. Feel better?
49. Love is a very good, very rare thing. I say rare not because no one has it, but because it seems the people who say they have it never do and the people who do have it don't admit it.
48. Quillows- Half quilt, half pillow... All awesome.
47. Christ was a Jew.
46. All that zombies do is walk around doing whatever they can do to keep walking around. Zombies cannot be humans, but all too often humans are zombies.
45. Music is amazing. It can communicate so much more than just words can.
44. Jeremy Messersmith has a good voice.
43. Valentine's Day is the worst day ever thought of ever becoming a holiday. Whoever suggested it should die on the rack.
42. If you listen to your gut too much, you end up really fat.
41. Cell phones are really strange if you really think about them.
40. One in 5000 babies is born without an opening in it's anus. I know that is terrible, but it was random and hilarious enough that it needed to be added.
39. People in this world are covered in hurt and lies. We are the ones who need to clean them up.
38. A silly website is funny while you are on it, but then it's an hour later and you still haven't gotten that paper done for class tomorrow.
37. Beautiful: A word everyone needs to be called more often.
36. We are all loved. No matter how alone you feel, you have someone fighting on your side. No matter how abandoned you may seem, you will never be forgotten.
35. It really doesn't matter how your hair looks or if your makeup looks perfect. In God's eyes and mine, you are amazing.
34. Avocados are a super fruit, they come with their own bowl.
33. If you had a screen in the middle of your chest, visible to the world, that displayed every thought that you ever had, people would turn their heads in disgust. Why then do we not when we think them?
32. Nothing was meant to be "dirty." We've twisted something that was supposed to be pure, and for what? A joke? No thank you.
31. Generalizations are retarded.
30. Isn't it hilarious when an old person uses a word that means something completely different now? It makes me laugh anyway.
29. Calculators are VERY GOOD THINGS. Especially my handy dandy TI-84 Plus. Not too fancy, but it could still make the crappy little things that you see in the bins as you are checking out at Office Depot weep with envy of it's awesomeness.
28. Writing is probably the best class ever born out of the human mind. Way to go human mind! You made one good thing!
27. Procrastination is never a good thing. But it always seems to happen.
26. People keep making all these romantic movies with titles somehow referencing Romeo and Juliette. Obviously they haven't actually read the book OR seen the play...
25. A single red rose is still one of the most romantic things that a person can give another person.
24. Am I the only person in the world that thinks it's weird when a girl gives a guy flowers? Maybe like a pound of meat or something, but flowers? Really?
23. The world would be a better place if we were all bald.
22. When you are crying, it just feels so much more right when you are being held by a good friend.
21. Walt Disney's head is probably rolling around his hermetically-sealed frozen grave at what his company has become.
20. Culture snobs deserve to be smacked.
19. Cookie Monster shall always eat cookies in my book. Down Veggie Tofu Monster! Go home and try again.
18. Disney is timeless. No matter how old you are, a classic Disney is the way to go. Not the new stuff. that stuff is boo.
17. I'm putting waaaayyyy too much effort into making this list happen before tomorrow. Actually, it already is tomorrow. Before I SLEEP. There we go.
16. The Onion is the best place to find the political going-ons.
15. If you have managed to read all this, I'm so impressed that I owe you a giant hug. Or you have no life, but I will still give you a hug of pity.
14. I have yet to meet a Christian who doesn't enjoy cheese of some sort. If you can track one down you will make me feel like an idiot for making it my blog title. Seriously though who doesn't like cheese?
13. People who do photo shoots wearing only underwear or a swim suit SHOULD NOT BE WEARING HIGH HEELS. At least wear slippers or flip flops if you don't want to be barefoot.
12. It's not lupus.
11. Good people are easier to come by then you would think.
10. I have done FREAKING 90 OF THESE.
9. I feel as if this should end with a bang. You know, all deep and stuff. But I'm just so glad to be almost done I can't think deep thoughts anymore.
8. Life without love is like writing with a broken pencil. Pointless.
7. This is my favorite number.
6. Punny things are good things.
5. I do not wish that I was a fish, no matter how much I sing about it. I'm perfectly happy with my current human life.
4. Girls and guys have it equally hard. Girls have to deal with their bodies and emotions... Guys get the emotions dumped on them.
3. I'm finishing this just for Carolyn Tillman.
2. Sometimes people are really, REALLY hard to love. But somehow we're supposed to love them anyway.
1. This list... It is complete. :)
Shalom!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Retreating and new love
Ahhhhhhhhhhh.... Breathe in. Breathe out. Better.
I just summed up my weekend. I'm not going to get into the personal stuff. But oh my gosh. So good.
This weekend was the most... Broken weekend ever. And yet the most healing. I have never been so convicted or hurt, nor have I ever been so reassured and loved. Oh my gosh... It was good.
LOST. That's what this weekend was called. Before we started, we prayed for three things. One, that God would be present with us. Two, that we would have a community built. Three, that we would be broken. Not, "Oh I kinda feel convicted... Nah I'm good." But that we would be so broken, that we would have to rely on God just to breathe. And I felt that. My stomach twisted up, and for a whole day I was on the verge of throwing up from sheer emotion. Last night though, was the most liberating experience of my life. Like I said, I'm not going to get into the personal. But oh my gosh. It's like... I can't even explain the feeling. I don't have a metaphor that will do it justice. I have felt God in extremely powerful ways, but it has always felt intense. Like either smothering or just... I don't know. Intense. But this took everything away. It wasn't a feeling, but the removal of feeling. The removing of a need to feel. The burning of all the crap and guilt that I've been carrying, and the adding of nothing.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
New love. That's a tricky subject. It's something I've never thought about. Not new love, but the RENEWAL of love. It makes it actually so much stronger. Agggghhhh... I don't really have words to my emotions. It's simply... Emotions. And that's really hard to define. Man. I can't write any more. Actually I could, but it wouldn't make any sense. I have homework to take care of and letters to write. Gosh... No words can define.
Thank you God for breaking me.
Gracie
I just summed up my weekend. I'm not going to get into the personal stuff. But oh my gosh. So good.
This weekend was the most... Broken weekend ever. And yet the most healing. I have never been so convicted or hurt, nor have I ever been so reassured and loved. Oh my gosh... It was good.
LOST. That's what this weekend was called. Before we started, we prayed for three things. One, that God would be present with us. Two, that we would have a community built. Three, that we would be broken. Not, "Oh I kinda feel convicted... Nah I'm good." But that we would be so broken, that we would have to rely on God just to breathe. And I felt that. My stomach twisted up, and for a whole day I was on the verge of throwing up from sheer emotion. Last night though, was the most liberating experience of my life. Like I said, I'm not going to get into the personal. But oh my gosh. It's like... I can't even explain the feeling. I don't have a metaphor that will do it justice. I have felt God in extremely powerful ways, but it has always felt intense. Like either smothering or just... I don't know. Intense. But this took everything away. It wasn't a feeling, but the removal of feeling. The removing of a need to feel. The burning of all the crap and guilt that I've been carrying, and the adding of nothing.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
New love. That's a tricky subject. It's something I've never thought about. Not new love, but the RENEWAL of love. It makes it actually so much stronger. Agggghhhh... I don't really have words to my emotions. It's simply... Emotions. And that's really hard to define. Man. I can't write any more. Actually I could, but it wouldn't make any sense. I have homework to take care of and letters to write. Gosh... No words can define.
Thank you God for breaking me.
Gracie
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Youth and Screwtape
Hello followers (All three of you!)
It's creeping up on midnight, and I'm sitting in the bathroom reading an amazing book by C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters. It's a really convicting read, because you identify with the patient. You notice that you too do those little things that Screwtape is telling his nephew to make Christians do. Oh, and yes, I so sit in the bathroom on the floor and read. Don't you judge me.
Today was another redemptive day. It's going to be a little while before things are amazing, but right now things are really, really good. I've been crying a lot lately, but not always of sadness. I'm not a big cryer, but it seems like tears of joy have managed to mingle in with all my other emotions. It's strange, feeling so good and so bad at the same time. But the bad is leaving slowly, and as of now it is nearly gone.
I had youth group tonight, which was awesome as ever. Instead of having a lesson, we had just a big ol' heap of worship. It was a good refresher. It seems like it's been a while since I've had a chance to really worship, and poof! There it was.
My bookmark is an old wrapper off a Lipton tea bag. Every time I see it, it makes me want tea.
I have two strings tied on my finger. One is a piece of yarn that Tim found in his pocket one day. The other is a string that came off of Wob's pants. They've both survived a lot more than I thought either of them would. They're strong little buggers.
I think that's all I'll post for now. Adios blog peeps!
P.S. If you have not heard the live recording of Sister by Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds, you my friend are missing out.
P.P.S. Is this supposed to be PPS or PSS? I can never remember. Well PSS is underlines in a red squiggly so I think it's PPS.
Okay bye for real.
It's creeping up on midnight, and I'm sitting in the bathroom reading an amazing book by C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters. It's a really convicting read, because you identify with the patient. You notice that you too do those little things that Screwtape is telling his nephew to make Christians do. Oh, and yes, I so sit in the bathroom on the floor and read. Don't you judge me.
Today was another redemptive day. It's going to be a little while before things are amazing, but right now things are really, really good. I've been crying a lot lately, but not always of sadness. I'm not a big cryer, but it seems like tears of joy have managed to mingle in with all my other emotions. It's strange, feeling so good and so bad at the same time. But the bad is leaving slowly, and as of now it is nearly gone.
I had youth group tonight, which was awesome as ever. Instead of having a lesson, we had just a big ol' heap of worship. It was a good refresher. It seems like it's been a while since I've had a chance to really worship, and poof! There it was.
My bookmark is an old wrapper off a Lipton tea bag. Every time I see it, it makes me want tea.
I have two strings tied on my finger. One is a piece of yarn that Tim found in his pocket one day. The other is a string that came off of Wob's pants. They've both survived a lot more than I thought either of them would. They're strong little buggers.
I think that's all I'll post for now. Adios blog peeps!
P.S. If you have not heard the live recording of Sister by Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds, you my friend are missing out.
P.P.S. Is this supposed to be PPS or PSS? I can never remember. Well PSS is underlines in a red squiggly so I think it's PPS.
Okay bye for real.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Progressing...
I realize my last post was depressing, and I apologize for that. But today was a lot better. I woke up early in hopes of getting some work done, but ended up just walking around like a zombie falling asleep on various couches and chairs as I walked room to room. I then took a much needed shower, and was off to an amazing production of Hamlet. It might have been the happiest three hours of my life. Not going to lie. Like on a scale of one to ten, it was 100. It was the kind of play that you get so sucked into that you forget that there is life outside of what you are seeing. Oh gosh. I could go on and on. Everything about it... Oh man. Hamlet has always been one of my favorite pieces by Shakespeare, but I've never pictured it as amazing when I read it as I did seeing it. Man.
Then my mom and I went and got some sushi at the River Market. Man oh man was it spicy. I have a HUGE tolerance for spicy things, but the spicy tuna roll had my eyes red and my nose still burns every time I belch. But it was yummy, and for some unknown reason I kept eating it. Now who knows what's gonna come out of me tomorrow.
I then came home and played guitar for a little while, then went to guitar lesson. It's always cool. Jason and I feed each other's ADD so we don't always get a lot done. Oh well. I still have a swell time.
After that we picked up Wobble and the two of us studied for a civics test that is going down on Thursday. Studying is not a good thing, because tests are not a good thing, but Wobble is a good thing so it makes it better.
And now I tackle the giant pile of homework I have facing me. I have a really hard Spanish test tomorrow that I am NOT looking forward to. Apparently 80% of the people who take it get a C or lower. Even the A students. So I'm a little bit stressed. But whatever I get is the grade I get. It isn't like Spanish is what I'm going to stay with forever. It's okay... Just not my language.
So here I sit, listening to Dave Matthews, trying to chill and let my mind soak up as much math, science, Spanish, civics, brit lit, writing, etc that I can.
I should probably study now. I have plenty I could be doing. But I'm a procrastinator... And blogging seemed like a legit excuse.
Gracie out!
Then my mom and I went and got some sushi at the River Market. Man oh man was it spicy. I have a HUGE tolerance for spicy things, but the spicy tuna roll had my eyes red and my nose still burns every time I belch. But it was yummy, and for some unknown reason I kept eating it. Now who knows what's gonna come out of me tomorrow.
I then came home and played guitar for a little while, then went to guitar lesson. It's always cool. Jason and I feed each other's ADD so we don't always get a lot done. Oh well. I still have a swell time.
After that we picked up Wobble and the two of us studied for a civics test that is going down on Thursday. Studying is not a good thing, because tests are not a good thing, but Wobble is a good thing so it makes it better.
And now I tackle the giant pile of homework I have facing me. I have a really hard Spanish test tomorrow that I am NOT looking forward to. Apparently 80% of the people who take it get a C or lower. Even the A students. So I'm a little bit stressed. But whatever I get is the grade I get. It isn't like Spanish is what I'm going to stay with forever. It's okay... Just not my language.
So here I sit, listening to Dave Matthews, trying to chill and let my mind soak up as much math, science, Spanish, civics, brit lit, writing, etc that I can.
I should probably study now. I have plenty I could be doing. But I'm a procrastinator... And blogging seemed like a legit excuse.
Gracie out!
Monday, October 25, 2010
An ick day.
You know how on most blogs people start out with: Hey World! Today was a great day! ? Well today really wasn't that great of a day for me.
I'm not going to sit here and furiously type out my frustrations to you, because I know you don't want to hear it. But a while back I made a really, really bad mistake and slipped up in an area that I shouldn't have slipped in. It has made a couple of relationships that are extremely important to me mess up. Well, not completely mess up, but it's made them harder. I thought that I was okay with it, but today all of a sudden it's really pressing down again. The past few days have been building up to it, but today it's making me loose my mind.
You know that kid game? I think it's called Jenga. It's where you build this amazing tower out of wooden blocks, then you pull them out one by one making everything weaker and weaker. Eventually, with that last pull of the block, it tumbles down and you have to build everything over again. That's kinda where I am, standing and looking at a fallen tower, wishing that I hadn't pulled that last block out, forced to rebuild.
I think I'm going to leave it at that. I have some math to do. So I'll leave you with the wisdom of The Verve Pipe, a bridge and a chorus:
We've tried to wash our hands of all this
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
Heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to
Slip, we'd say
For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and
We'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe
We'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen
I'm not going to sit here and furiously type out my frustrations to you, because I know you don't want to hear it. But a while back I made a really, really bad mistake and slipped up in an area that I shouldn't have slipped in. It has made a couple of relationships that are extremely important to me mess up. Well, not completely mess up, but it's made them harder. I thought that I was okay with it, but today all of a sudden it's really pressing down again. The past few days have been building up to it, but today it's making me loose my mind.
You know that kid game? I think it's called Jenga. It's where you build this amazing tower out of wooden blocks, then you pull them out one by one making everything weaker and weaker. Eventually, with that last pull of the block, it tumbles down and you have to build everything over again. That's kinda where I am, standing and looking at a fallen tower, wishing that I hadn't pulled that last block out, forced to rebuild.
I think I'm going to leave it at that. I have some math to do. So I'll leave you with the wisdom of The Verve Pipe, a bridge and a chorus:
We've tried to wash our hands of all this
We never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our
Heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to
Slip, we'd say
For the life of me I cannot remember
What made us think that we were wise and
We'd never compromise
For the life of me I cannot believe
We'd ever die for these sins
We were merely freshmen
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Post-fanciness
Two posts in one day? What is this madness?
SPARTA!!!
That's what it is. The spell checker on my internet told me that pre-fanciness is misspelled, but then post-fanciness is not. Did I spell fanciness wrong? It is quite possible.
I am home from cotillion, and am extremely tired. Today was a good day. Playing in mud is a good thing. Which I did today. Thus the good day.
I feel like the word I should be more letters, that way people can tell if you're yelling it when you type it.
Cop: Who shot this man?
Person who shot the man: I did.
See what I mean? It sounds like he's shrugging when he says it. But it isn't supposed to. Oh bother.
Pizza is good. And sleep. Which is what I'm going to need soon. Ahhh... Man. My teeth still feel like they have mud in them. I know that my ears do. But it's a good thing, because it reminds me of the joyfulness of this morning.
"It's amazing what a minute can do..." So true Dave Matthews. So so true.
So for the second time today, I am going to sign off.
Make me a sammich reader!
SPARTA!!!
That's what it is. The spell checker on my internet told me that pre-fanciness is misspelled, but then post-fanciness is not. Did I spell fanciness wrong? It is quite possible.
I am home from cotillion, and am extremely tired. Today was a good day. Playing in mud is a good thing. Which I did today. Thus the good day.
I feel like the word I should be more letters, that way people can tell if you're yelling it when you type it.
Cop: Who shot this man?
Person who shot the man: I did.
See what I mean? It sounds like he's shrugging when he says it. But it isn't supposed to. Oh bother.
Pizza is good. And sleep. Which is what I'm going to need soon. Ahhh... Man. My teeth still feel like they have mud in them. I know that my ears do. But it's a good thing, because it reminds me of the joyfulness of this morning.
"It's amazing what a minute can do..." So true Dave Matthews. So so true.
So for the second time today, I am going to sign off.
Make me a sammich reader!
Pre-fanicness...
Hey lovelies!
1. Today, I will write a list. It will contain:
a. What is up in my life
b. Babble about music I like
c. Random thoughts
d. A sprinkle of warm fuzzies
2. I will post this list on my blog, and it will be wonderful.
3. I'll tell everyone I spent the night at my youth director's house. His wife is the beautiful Emily, and she is my small group leader. No only is she a cutie pie, but is also just straight up good.
4. I'll give the advice to never, EVER watch Aladin if you miss your boyfriend. Not under ANY circumstance. Especially if:
a. Your boyfriend is extremely dark skinned
b. You haven't held his hand in FOREVER. (Or at least it seems that way...)
c. He is absolutely, undeniably, forever and always, terrifically wonderful.
5. I'll read over four, get embarrassed, start to delete it, but then decide to keep it.
6. I'll get all ADD and start thinking about Aladin, which is an amazing movie, and think about how I just watched it at Emily's house, which is a cute house. And I'll think about how sweet Aladin really is, and wish that I could have a story like that. But I wouldn't trade my life for anything. But I will consider it, as long as I can keep my best friends and Wobble. (Did you know that that's my boyfriend's name? Well okay... It's his NICKNAME. Sorry I lied.)
7. I will be listening to Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds album Live In Las Vegas, and will randomly spazz out when a really good song comes on. (Which is pretty much every song... Not going to lie.)
8. HOLY POOP DAVE MATTHEWS AND TIM REYNOLDS ARE AMAZING.
9. I will tell audience to look at number seven if they are concerned by the outburst in number eight.
10. I will leave after ten things, because even though I want to write more I have to get ready to go to cotillion, which started out a good job but is just annoying now. Eh. I can't complain. Actually I can... Cause it's my blog. Not yours. Don't tell me what to do.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOYFRIEND OF CAYLIE AND BROTHER OF MINE!!! You're all 16 and old, and have a car, even though you can't drive. Anyway.
Hug a ginger. Sometimes we need it.
Peace off.
1. Today, I will write a list. It will contain:
a. What is up in my life
b. Babble about music I like
c. Random thoughts
d. A sprinkle of warm fuzzies
2. I will post this list on my blog, and it will be wonderful.
3. I'll tell everyone I spent the night at my youth director's house. His wife is the beautiful Emily, and she is my small group leader. No only is she a cutie pie, but is also just straight up good.
4. I'll give the advice to never, EVER watch Aladin if you miss your boyfriend. Not under ANY circumstance. Especially if:
a. Your boyfriend is extremely dark skinned
b. You haven't held his hand in FOREVER. (Or at least it seems that way...)
c. He is absolutely, undeniably, forever and always, terrifically wonderful.
5. I'll read over four, get embarrassed, start to delete it, but then decide to keep it.
6. I'll get all ADD and start thinking about Aladin, which is an amazing movie, and think about how I just watched it at Emily's house, which is a cute house. And I'll think about how sweet Aladin really is, and wish that I could have a story like that. But I wouldn't trade my life for anything. But I will consider it, as long as I can keep my best friends and Wobble. (Did you know that that's my boyfriend's name? Well okay... It's his NICKNAME. Sorry I lied.)
7. I will be listening to Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds album Live In Las Vegas, and will randomly spazz out when a really good song comes on. (Which is pretty much every song... Not going to lie.)
8. HOLY POOP DAVE MATTHEWS AND TIM REYNOLDS ARE AMAZING.
9. I will tell audience to look at number seven if they are concerned by the outburst in number eight.
10. I will leave after ten things, because even though I want to write more I have to get ready to go to cotillion, which started out a good job but is just annoying now. Eh. I can't complain. Actually I can... Cause it's my blog. Not yours. Don't tell me what to do.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOYFRIEND OF CAYLIE AND BROTHER OF MINE!!! You're all 16 and old, and have a car, even though you can't drive. Anyway.
Hug a ginger. Sometimes we need it.
Peace off.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Thoughts and junk...
With all the money we spend on war to kill, we could spend on food and necessities for life.
Sometimes you just need to be hugged.
Girls give guys grief for being fake, but we wake up every morning and paint on a new face. (accidental alliteration at the beginning.)
Chicks aren't always hormonal. Sometimes we're just ticked off. Believe it or not, our bodies don't own us.
Why is it okay to kill a baby a second before birth, but if a mother killed that child a second after she would go to jail?
It's 11:11.
Sometimes a hand in a hand is simply that, but sometimes it is so much more.
Sometimes, people just can't know all the answers.
It seems like most people think about God only when bad things happen and it's to blame Him, never to rejoice in the miracle that they are even alive.
We are all hypocrites, and the moment we admit it is the moment that we can even try to fix it.
Some songs are just more powerful than others.
It's okay to cry.
It's okay to love.
It's okay to sing, even off key.
It's okay to make mistakes.
It's okay to never give up, even when the world is spitting on you.
It's okay to color the sky purple and the grass orange.
It's okay to be passionate about things you hold dear.
It's okay to love God.
It's okay to be quiet.
It's okay to be loud.
It's okay to be a geek.
It'd okay to be crazy.
It's okay to doubt.
It's okay to scream at the top of your lungs.
It's okay to feel terrible.
It's okay to feel on top of the world.
It's okay to be exactly the way you are.
Love always,
This gal.
Sometimes you just need to be hugged.
Girls give guys grief for being fake, but we wake up every morning and paint on a new face. (accidental alliteration at the beginning.)
Chicks aren't always hormonal. Sometimes we're just ticked off. Believe it or not, our bodies don't own us.
Why is it okay to kill a baby a second before birth, but if a mother killed that child a second after she would go to jail?
It's 11:11.
Sometimes a hand in a hand is simply that, but sometimes it is so much more.
Sometimes, people just can't know all the answers.
It seems like most people think about God only when bad things happen and it's to blame Him, never to rejoice in the miracle that they are even alive.
We are all hypocrites, and the moment we admit it is the moment that we can even try to fix it.
Some songs are just more powerful than others.
It's okay to cry.
It's okay to love.
It's okay to sing, even off key.
It's okay to make mistakes.
It's okay to never give up, even when the world is spitting on you.
It's okay to color the sky purple and the grass orange.
It's okay to be passionate about things you hold dear.
It's okay to love God.
It's okay to be quiet.
It's okay to be loud.
It's okay to be a geek.
It'd okay to be crazy.
It's okay to doubt.
It's okay to scream at the top of your lungs.
It's okay to feel terrible.
It's okay to feel on top of the world.
It's okay to be exactly the way you are.
Love always,
This gal.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
This is properly capitalized!
Today I remembered a thought I had, but I just lost it again. If it comes back, I will share it.
Is it possible to like or love someone too much? I'm trying to decide.
Cheese is good, too many choices in life is not.
DANG. I was typing too many choices and the wonderful voice of Dave Matthews that is playing through my speakers said it at the same time.
I have a very pretty knife. It's all black, and wonderful. I say wonderful too much. Kinda like a few other words. Typical, awesome, and indeed all pop out of my mouth very often.
OH MY GOSH I LOVE DAVE MATTHEWS AND TIM REYNOLDS TOGETHER. AAAHHHHHHH!
I haven't shared anything deep in this, but right now I just don't have anything deep to share.
I'm going to cut this post short, but I may post something closer to that midnight time. :)
(Emoticons!)
Love-
A proud ginger.
Is it possible to like or love someone too much? I'm trying to decide.
Cheese is good, too many choices in life is not.
DANG. I was typing too many choices and the wonderful voice of Dave Matthews that is playing through my speakers said it at the same time.
I have a very pretty knife. It's all black, and wonderful. I say wonderful too much. Kinda like a few other words. Typical, awesome, and indeed all pop out of my mouth very often.
OH MY GOSH I LOVE DAVE MATTHEWS AND TIM REYNOLDS TOGETHER. AAAHHHHHHH!
I haven't shared anything deep in this, but right now I just don't have anything deep to share.
I'm going to cut this post short, but I may post something closer to that midnight time. :)
(Emoticons!)
Love-
A proud ginger.
Monday, October 18, 2010
school today...
Hey world.
I have a confession. I hate it when people write without capitalizing. Why do I do it then? I really, REALLY don't know.
I'm watching Mystery Diagnosis. Apparently there is a disease called Pandas, which is an infection. It creates antibodies that attack your brain and cause you OCD. It made me sad, but they named it PANDAS? Really? Do they want jokes about it? It seems rather cruel... Anyway. If I have any readers at all... What is the craziest disease you've ever heard of? It can be a name or the actual disease.... Just curious.
I had a really long, really deep thought process that I was going to share with you, but instead I think I'll just give you some facts about my life.
1. I'm an only child, but I do have a brother. He's the best, and is dating the awesome Caylie I mentioned. We do have our occasional sibling squabble, but he's still my Timbo. :)
2. I may just have the best boyfriend EVER. I know that most people my age say that, but they're wrong.
3. Love at first sight is the biggest load of crap ever. Infatuation? Yes. Can it turn into love? Yes. But immediately falling in love? No. You don't fall in love. You fall in a hole. (Props to Mike my youth director for that one!) Loving someone is a process. It takes time. I can personally attest to that. (Sorry Caylie. I'm not as much of a romantic as you.)
4. I love love love youtube. Tobuscus and vlogbrothers are personally amazing to me.
5. I want to be married more than ducks want to swim. It isn't that I want a wedding, or want what "comes with marriage," but there is just somehting about the whole idea of marriage that is magically delicious to me.
Adios interneters!
Gracie
I have a confession. I hate it when people write without capitalizing. Why do I do it then? I really, REALLY don't know.
I'm watching Mystery Diagnosis. Apparently there is a disease called Pandas, which is an infection. It creates antibodies that attack your brain and cause you OCD. It made me sad, but they named it PANDAS? Really? Do they want jokes about it? It seems rather cruel... Anyway. If I have any readers at all... What is the craziest disease you've ever heard of? It can be a name or the actual disease.... Just curious.
I had a really long, really deep thought process that I was going to share with you, but instead I think I'll just give you some facts about my life.
1. I'm an only child, but I do have a brother. He's the best, and is dating the awesome Caylie I mentioned. We do have our occasional sibling squabble, but he's still my Timbo. :)
2. I may just have the best boyfriend EVER. I know that most people my age say that, but they're wrong.
3. Love at first sight is the biggest load of crap ever. Infatuation? Yes. Can it turn into love? Yes. But immediately falling in love? No. You don't fall in love. You fall in a hole. (Props to Mike my youth director for that one!) Loving someone is a process. It takes time. I can personally attest to that. (Sorry Caylie. I'm not as much of a romantic as you.)
4. I love love love youtube. Tobuscus and vlogbrothers are personally amazing to me.
5. I want to be married more than ducks want to swim. It isn't that I want a wedding, or want what "comes with marriage," but there is just somehting about the whole idea of marriage that is magically delicious to me.
Adios interneters!
Gracie
Saturday, October 16, 2010
chicago and my bloody toe...
I didn't mean bloody toe as in a British swear. My toe really is bleeding. A horse stepped in it. It didn't feel very good, but now it just feels like that icy-hot stuff got shmeared all over it. (Just saying, I successfully spelled toe as tow evey time there without realizing and had to fix it.)
I saw one of my really good friends in the absolutely wonderful play of Chicago last night. It was filled with razzle dazzle and all that jazz. (Smile for theater humor!)
Anyway, it got me thinking, why is it so entertaining when people are trashy? For some reason, cuss words and short skirts just make people laugh. It sure as heck made me laugh last night. This isn't going to be one of those long thought processes of mine, just a thought.
Anyway, I am hoping to post some sort of something every day. But I know that won't happen. It will slowly morph into just a few times a week, then just a few times a month, then NEVER!
Reader: **horrified gasp** Don't leave me!!!
Me: But what if I die?
Reader: But you are immortal O great blogger!
Me: Oh yeah, sorry. I forget.
Just kidding. I don't have readers. Just my friend Caylie and she just does it cause when God made her He got distracted and threw in a little bit too much awesome. (You're turning red aren't you? Aren't you? Wait.... ARE you?)
Farewell internet people. (aka my friends who take pity on me)
I saw one of my really good friends in the absolutely wonderful play of Chicago last night. It was filled with razzle dazzle and all that jazz. (Smile for theater humor!)
Anyway, it got me thinking, why is it so entertaining when people are trashy? For some reason, cuss words and short skirts just make people laugh. It sure as heck made me laugh last night. This isn't going to be one of those long thought processes of mine, just a thought.
Anyway, I am hoping to post some sort of something every day. But I know that won't happen. It will slowly morph into just a few times a week, then just a few times a month, then NEVER!
Reader: **horrified gasp** Don't leave me!!!
Me: But what if I die?
Reader: But you are immortal O great blogger!
Me: Oh yeah, sorry. I forget.
Just kidding. I don't have readers. Just my friend Caylie and she just does it cause when God made her He got distracted and threw in a little bit too much awesome. (You're turning red aren't you? Aren't you? Wait.... ARE you?)
Farewell internet people. (aka my friends who take pity on me)
Friday, October 15, 2010
First post... Brief and complete.
I'm not going to begin this post with a hello to the world. Although in a way, by saying that I guess I did. My name is Gracie. What's yours?
Wow. Do you ever feel like you're living in a little kid's TV show? Like everyone keeps asking you questions and they really seem like they want to hear what you're trying to say, but you know that it doesn't matter what you answer?
Answer they expect:
Small Purple Monkey: How many bananas am I holding up?
You: Seven bananas!
Small Purple Monkey: (after pausing with a stoned look) Right! Seven bananas!
But what you really say is:
Small Purple Monkey: How many bananas am I holding up?
You: ENOUGH FOR YOU TO CHOKE ON! YOU LITTLE &*@^*#!!!!
Small Purple Monkey: Right! Seven bananas!
You know what really sucks? A lot of people think that God is like that monkey. That He just feeds out generalized answers. This could not be more wrong. He knows each situation, and knows what is best in it. I can say this, because for a long time I really felt like God was the purple monkey. It wasn't until my heart was broken that I realized: God can heal and fix anything, no matter what it is.
There's your food for thought for today. Catch you later!
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