Sr. Formal?

Person X= anyone who asked me

Person x: So are you going to the Senior Formal?

Me: No

X: Why not?

Me: Because I won't really know anyone there and I really don't feel like paying the money if I'll not have a good time. Plus, no one asked me.

That was one of my excuses for not going to the Senior Formal at church. I had different ones for different people, but that is the general idea. Well, the day of the Sr. Formal arrived. I was doing Geometry (something that is going to be completed forever tomorrow) on my bed when Hannah came in. She asked if I was to wear Dana's red dress the formal. I said no because I'm not going. She then explained to me that I was indeed going because she needed a date and she had already paid for my ticket. Needless to say, I was ecstatic. 

That evening I spent working on makeup, hair, and other things to get ready. After getting an insult from Isaac and taking pictures my date and I were off.

I love this picture. Hannah looks so pretty in it. 

Once we arrived at the church, we realized that we were actually on time and that no one was ready except the photographers and such. The theme of the night was Red Carpet night. So when we entered, people took our pictures and there were strob lights acting as flashes for cameras and cardboard cut outs as photographers. 

My Date: Isn't she lovely? I got really lucky.

This is me and a cardboard cut out photographer. 

Mr. Moad: It's nice because he will never say anything that you don't want to hear.

Me: But he will never say the things that you do want to hear.

The formal itself was not bad. The food was definately amazing! We had cheeze cake for dessert and it wasn't like regular cheese cake. It had this creamier stuff in it and it was really really good. But overall, my childish fantisies of the Senior formal had been dashed. It wasn't at all the way I expected it. But I still had a great time.

After the formal, these people and I went to Wendy's and Duncan Donuts since Starbucks was closing. It was strange being the only freshman. After sitting with them and listening to them I remembered something. These were the people who I had/am looked/looking up to. They were the reasons that youth group sounded so glorious to me. They also inspired me with their passion for Christ and their different gifts that they used for His glory. These people symbolized what type of youth group that I would want to be apart of. But they are all graduated and are going off into the world. Instead, it up to the younger ones to step up and become the role models for the hopeful 6th graders that come into youth group. I don't think that we sometimes realize how much we impact a person. 

I had to put this picture up. Look up the picture of the book Beauty a Retelling of the Story of Beauty and the Beast and you will see why.

All or nothing

So much happens in short periods of time. Look at books. I was reading the book Redwall today, and was almost to the end. Two short chapters away from completing it. But within those two chapters, a most intense battle happened which a I was and was not expecting. Same is with time. Within 5 minutes your day could change. Just an observation.

Dana is now home. (Sings and dances with happiness) I'm so glad that she is home, even if it is only for one day. Yesterday, Mom and I went to help move her out of her dorm. It was quite an adventure which involved, small carts, an almost broken elevator, a flying tarp and a door that would scream at you if it was open too long. But Dana is home in one piece. I'll enjoy her company while I can. (Such as last night when we were lip sinking to the soundtrack Wicked)

Dana said yesterday that "Words are life giving". I have found that this is true. For if I did not read anything this past school year, I would be dead. There are many types of words. Angry, encouraging, loving, sad.... Many words of all different types have been said and read this year. And they all have had an effect on what has happened. Words can do that. "Words are how the powerless can have power." -Marjan 

Anyway, thanks for listening to me being all scatter brained. From this post, one can  tell that nothing has been happening. 

hmmmmmmmmm

I really don't know what to write. Nothing much has been happening. I have become a slave to Geometry and left over school work. I can't wait till it is all over.

After rereading this last paragraph, I have realized that Mrs. Clay (my English teacher) would have a fit over the lack of sentence starters.

Reading books make me happy. They are like a nice escape for me. I have just finished one that had me in love with a major/minor character. He seemed so amazing, until I actually found out that he was lying to everyone. Unfortunately, the book's ending didn't make me happy either. It was amazingly disappointing and sad. How the characters ended up made me upset. The author should have made a better ending. I'm not sure what that ending would have looked like, but it should have been different. Also, the author had to many plots. After one was done, the other would start and they were very weak in linkage. The last half of the book, was sad to say the least. (The book is The Thief Lord by Cornelia Funke)

I cannot wait for Tour with Shining Light. I feel like it will be great and something awesome will happen, despite all three nightmares I have had about it.

John Chapter 8:1-11

              But Jesus went to the Mount of Olives. At Dawn he appeared again in the temple courts, where all the people gathered around him, and sat down to teach them. The teachers of the law and the Pharisees brought in  a woman caught in adultery. They made her stand before the group and said to Jesus, "Teacher, this woman was caught in adultery. In the Law of Moses commanded us to stone such women. Now what do you say?" They were using this question as a trap, in order to have a basis for accusing him. 

              But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger. When they kept questioning him, he straightened and said to them, "If any one of you is without sin, let him be the first to throw a stone at her." Again he stooped down and wrote on the ground. 

             At this, those who heard began to go away one at a time, the oldder ones first, until only Jesus was left, with the woman still standing there. Jesus straightened up and asked her, "Woman, where are they? Has no one condemned you?"

             "No one, sir," she said.

             "Then neither do I condemn you," Jesus declared. "Go now and leave your life of sin."

"Join in next time for another ADVENTURES IN ODYSSEY!!!" - Chris, the announcer for Adventures in Odyssey

In the past week, I have re found my love for listening to the radio drama: Adventures in Odyssey. I had a great urge one day to listen to some of the classics such as: Malichai's Message, The Underground Railroad, The Search for Whit, Passages, and many others. Listening to them reminded me of how much I loved them.

I'm not sure when I really started to become a fan of them. But, I do remember enjoying them every Sunday afternoon. In between church services, I would take a pit stop at the church's library and check out one volume of Adventures in Odyssey. After coming home and eating lunch, I would immediately turn on an Adventure that I had gotten that day. Eventually, I would listen to all of them that day. By the time I was almost done with them, it was getting dark out and I became hungry. I would eat and then return to the stories unless called away by a game, movie or something else.

In the hours that I spent listening to them, I would color. Color the same type of pictures, which were never good. Coloring turned into puzzles. Puzzles turned into more puzzles and some knitting. And growing older, I found less time to do such things, so ended my addiction to Adventures in Odyssey. Occasionally, I would listen to some, but never in the same way as before.

I hadn't realized my lack of enthusiasm until I started listening to them again. They brought back a flood of memories of those lazy days when all I had to worry about was the giant in my room at night with a snake around his neck (but that is a different story for a different time). They also brought back the memories of long road trips. I would fight to listen to them, and sometimes someone would agree with me. But when Dana and Hannah got older, they wanted to listen to music. I, feeling like that called what happened in the car on that respect, detested the music until sometime later. Also, they reminded me of the church library. I still go there regularly, but back in those days, several of my friends and I would meet there and see who would get the newest Odyssey first. We were so loud.

Adventures in Odyssey has been a big part of my life. I grew up with it. There were so many characters who I remember and still love. There were characters like Rodney Rathbone, the scary bully who I didn't realize to be funny until I was older, Connie Kendell, the uptight teenager who was fun and never got a boy friend and never really grew up, and Eugine Meltsner, the genius who spoke in science language and always fought with Connie (or the other way around). And of course, there was Mr. Whittiker, or Whit. He was the lovable grandfather type who was there for the kids when they had a problem. He was also the one who brought the moral of the story out.

Without knowing it, I have learned a lot from Adventures in Odyssey. I have also grown closer to my little siblings because of it too. Try to listen to it again, for those who have listened to Adventures in Odyssey. You may find more than you realize in the little kids radio drama.

It is over

"Well, we pulled it off. All our plans came to fruition." -Delbert (Chris) Monday Always Leads to Murder

Play time has ended for another year. It was a good play. There were alot of firsts in it. There was the spilling of the wine two times, knocking over a lamp, baby powder in hair, a jewl not coming out of a dagger, burnt popcorn, and drinking a whole bottle of sparkling grape juice (wine). The drinking was mostly me because once I got on stage I was soooo thirsty and I had to drink something. 

But the play itself went very smoothly. When something went wrong, we fixed it and kept going. I was amazed on how well we worked together and the very last moment. During the week I wasn't sure that we would make it. But we did. I think that it helped with all of us girls getting make up done, getting mikes on, and getting last minute hair and costume stuff done all in one bathroom. It was pretty funny. (The boys had great fun laughing at us as we had mascara and eye liner issues) 

Also, "Who's on First" went really well. I forgot somethings but Mom was there and filled me right in and we kept going. It was pretty good for only getting it ready this week. 

Great job cast! You did an awesome job! (Now, I am going to sleep for a very loooooong time)

It Has Begun

The chaos of the last week of drama has started. It actually started yesterday. The stress of being at the church everyday for basically the entire day will start to take a toll. Actually, it already did and we only started these long practices yesterday. I came home around 4 o'clock after being at the church since 9 that morning, completely tired, and grumpy. Practice didn't go so well, in my opinion. And I still have three more days of this chaos to go. It will be fun, but I'll be glad when it is over.

Come and see me in Monday Always Leads To Murder. This Friday at 6:30. (I will also be in "Who's on First" staring me and Forest ["Who's on First" is the hardest thing to memorize.])