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It's all wrong but it's alright
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[Oct. 29th, 2005|05:54 pm] |
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The costume party last night was so much fun. I took my camera with my so my friends and I could take pictures together, but I completely forgot to use it since it was in my bag...out of sight, out of mind. My sister did take some pictures of my outfit before I left though; she was like, wait, you ccan't leave yet! We have to take pictures! Just like our mother, haha.
It was funny...I was thinking before I left that a lot of girls use Halloween as an opportunity to dress as slutty as possible, but I spent a good deal of time making myself look as unattractive as possible. I had all this black eye make-up on, baggy clothes (including ripped up jeans so huge that the crotch was almost at my knees) that made me look at least twenty pounds heavier than I really am. And I pulled all this hair from each side of my face and cross it over to the opposite side so it kind of resembled a rat's nest...or very severe bedhead. It was great. I even put oil in my hair for the greasy, unwashed look.
( So, so attractive. )
Oh yeah, for anyone who didn't know...my friends and I each choose a different time period to dress up as (or in) and I picked the 90's, so my costume was grunge inspired. It was a success.Yeah, that's all. |
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| I love the 90's! |
[Oct. 26th, 2005|09:25 pm] |
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Hmm...wow, I haven't updated for a while.
Okay, so in a completely unrelated subject, my friend's birthday party is next week and you have to go in a costume since it's so close to Halloween. So my friends and I are each adopting a time period, and I got the 90's...which is good, because I love the 90's. So I thinking some kind of grunge look... I love grunge music. Nirvana, Pearl Jam, whatever. The only thing is, I don't really have any idea how to dress or wear my hair or whatever...which is kind of sad, because you'd think if I really loved grunge I'd know how to dress for it, right? But no. I'm terrible at making costumes and stuff. My sister has a Kurt Cobain shirt that I adore and could borrow, so that's a start, maybe. But, just because I'll be wearing someone from the grunge period on my shirt it doesn't exactly make me...grungy. So any suggestions would be lovely :) I mean, grungy! Yeah. Okay, I'm done. Wow, you can totally tell I need sleep! |
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| Autumn |
[Oct. 2nd, 2005|04:02 pm] |
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I really like fall. A lot. I love it when the leaves turn colors, when the air starts to get cool again, when it finally starts to rain again after a mostly hot, slightly dry summer. I especially love it between September and October when it's not very cold yet, so you can go outside in a t-shirt and jeans and run around in the rain and not get cold.
Or maybe I'm the only one who does that.
I don't know. I just love autumn. I even wrote a poem about it when I was nine or ten. It was quite bad, but it got the idea across.
I'm pretty sure I didn't have a point in mind here, so that's all.... |
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[Aug. 24th, 2005|11:21 am] |
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That's strange; I was sure I had made an entry about my trip to California...apparently not. Anyhow, that's where I was for the last couple of weeks. It was fun, and I got to see a lot of my friends there....and I miss it a little. Otherwise I'm good.
In other unrelated news, I finally broke down and got myspace, since so many of my friends who don't have lj have it. Anyone else who has it...add me!
Okay, I'll write an actual entry later....I just don't feel like writing much now. I love you all....the end. |
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| Camp pictures! |
[Aug. 4th, 2005|04:50 pm] |
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Okay, it took me a while to get my camp photos up, because my dad's scanner is broken. Today I got tired of waiting and just took digital pictures of my pictures. So you can tell which pictures I took with my digital, because they're the non-crappy-quality ones.
( Camp photos and stories here. )
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[Jul. 28th, 2005|03:32 pm] |
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K, so I'm back from camp. It was pretty much awesome. And it's Calvin's and Justin's fault that I'm saying "pretty much" all the time now...they quote Napoleon Dynamite all the time. I practically think in Napoleon's voice now.
I'll have pictures and more stuff about it later...I just felt like telling everyone I was home. Yesterday I didn't have time to post..because I was so busy sleeping...haha. I'm still suffering from lack of sleep but I'll get over it. I'll post more and catch up on my friends page later.... |
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[Jul. 21st, 2005|09:45 pm] |
Yeah, so I haven't updated much at all lately. Well, I've tried to, but all the stupid errors wouldn't let me post.
Anyway, I'm going to camp tomorrow, and I'll be back on the 26th, and I'll miss you all. The end.
yeah, so this is the last time I'll be on my computer for a week which will be kind of hard, but I think camp will be enough fun so that I'll be able to manage. I hope this actually posts.... |
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[Jul. 18th, 2005|10:52 am] |
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Is anybody else having a problem posting? I've updated three times in the last three days but none of those posts are showing up. Yesterday I noticed this and did a test post, and it said what it usually says...your journal has been updated, blah blah blah. I viewed the entry and everything was there. But then I come back today and the last entry I've made was on the 16th.
Ugh, stupid journal. We'll see if this actually posts. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2005|11:02 pm] |
I. Miss. Mexico.
I'm calling it awayfromhomesickness. |
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| I'm back from Mexico! |
[Jul. 2nd, 2005|11:20 am] |
Hi you guys!! I'm baack.
Wow, I don't even know where to begin. I really miss Mexico. It was absolutely the most amazing experience I've ever had in my life. I've never had a better week in my life.
I took three rolls of film, and I'm hoping I can go get them developed today. Then I'll be able to tell picture-by-picture stories.
I don't know whether to start at the beginning or end...For right now, I'll just kind of summarize.
My favorite part was definitely the little kids. I had so many bonds with the kids in Vacation Bible School and in the orphanage. Because of the language barrier (I speak very little Spanish) we we never really able to communicate. But that was okay. We had so many little jokes and games together. On the last day (we came home Friday ((yesterday)) but Thursday was technically the last day) I didn't know how I could say goodbye to the kids. For the first time I had an interpretater with me (Carlos...he was also our worship leader; he was so awesome) and I was able to actually speak with the kids. It was so amazing hearing those familiar little voices translated into words I knew. They didn't understand why I had to leave, and kept asking why I wouldn't come back again and see them. It was heartbreaking explanining that I couldn't come back tomorrow or the next day or possibly ever. I managed to hold myself together in front of the kids because I didn't want them to see me cry. And then on the van ride back to our base, I was sure I was going to cry, but I was so upset that I couldn't actually cry. The next day I cried the whole flight from San Diego to Denver. I could not keep myself together. After we arrived in Denver, we had three hours before our flight home to Portland. So I played poker with the guys and distracting myself actually worked. During the trip my friend Thomas had taught me how to play, and we had played almost every night that week. During the next flight I was okay, because we got to watch a movie on the plane and I was sitting with two of my friends (unlike the other flights where I was sitting with people I didn't know.) Today I miss those kids so much, because it's the first day in a week I haven't seen them, and I got used to that. It was great for me to have so much time with little kids, because that's my favorite thing in the world.
My other favorite part of the trip was just bonding with my group. We meshed and got along so well as a team. Friendships we already had were tested and strengthened during our time in Mexico, and we're all so much closer now. It's awesome. We're are like brothers and sisters...except for Zeth and Kelsy, who got married and divorced three times during the trip. But yeah, that group is pretty much my second family now. I seriously got up this morning was like, I miss everybody...and I'm going to see them all tomorrow! But I'm so used to our late-night talks and hugs goodnight, and drinking hot chocolate with Thomas and Deb in the morning (since they were the two of the only people who'd be up as early as I was). It was strange this morning getting up and not seeing everyone. I kind of felt homesick for Mexico. We were staying on a base with people coming and going all the time, amd it felt like home to me, since I grew up on a YWAM base. Even the communial bathrooms didn't bother me since that had been my life. I felt so at home right away, and I almost cried this morning thinking about how much I miss it. Yeah, and I'm not really a crying type of person.
I wasn't homesick at all in Tijuana, and I was grateful for that. I missed my family a little bit, but otherwise I didn't even want to leave Mexico when it was time to go. Sara and Lisa and I wanted to get an apartment and live there. Maybe we'll still do that someday :p
Okay, that's all for that right now...I seriously have so much more to share, but I'm suffering from sleep deprivation and can't really think straight right now. It really is great being back, even though I miss Mexico incredibly much. I love all you guys and I missed you a bunch! *wub face* |
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[Jun. 18th, 2005|08:19 pm] |
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I'm going to Mexico in exactly a week now!
And I just realized that tonight is my last evening at home for the next two weeks. So I'm trying to enjoy it as much as possible. For the next week my evenings are all filled up, with Mexico-trip-meetings and youth group and going to friends' houses and stuff. Uh, yay. I have a life. And then Friday night (the night before we go to Mexico), all the girls who are going on the trip are coming to my house for a sleepover. We're going to have a blast, except for the part where we have to get up EARLY the next morning. Our flight is at 8:00, I think. I know, sooo early right? BUT it's a two-hour drive to the airport. So we have to be at the church at 5 AM. Ugghhhhhh. Whatever, I'm just going to get up at like 4:45. It's a ten-minute drive to the church. But our bags and everything will already be at the church, since we're having a "packing party" on thursday night to make sure everyone has what they need. That means we bring our bags, they get checked, and they stay at the church. So no forgotten luggage.
So, anyway. Yesterday sucked, but I don't feel like talking about it. It just makes me feel worse. Oh yeah, and thinking about how Lifehouse is going to be here, half an hour away from where I sit right now in a week....while I'm in Mexico....yeah, that really doesn't help.
Gosh. |
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