i miss my long hair!aaahhh i have nominated this the best pic of me ever. colorsplashed of course
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
thunder only happens when its rainin
today upon arriving at work, i met josh in the parking lot; saying he left me a package but had to leave immediately. thats the first i've heard or seen of him since his mom read his journal last thursday and found out we were still together. almost thought that last call he was allowed to me was it. so i guess folks, the saga of joshua and madison continues...
i came into work and was told that we had had an anthrax scare and i had just missed the police and fbi
apparently while laying out the mail before lunch, a few of my co-workers discovered an envelope leaking a white powdery substance. the person who discovered it immediately threw it on the floor, only for another coworker to pick it up and OPEN it. after reading the letter which stated "as you are reading this, a deadly poison is seeping into your skin...you're symptoms will be...may the weary rest in peace" she threw the letter back on the floor and they called 911. after a while they determined it was a food-based substance(which we would later scrape out of the mail box and decide it was baking soda). a few hours later we got a call saying the FBI went to the girls' house in Hokes Bluff and found the letter saved on the computer. their brothers the culprits.
i came into work and was told that we had had an anthrax scare and i had just missed the police and fbi
apparently while laying out the mail before lunch, a few of my co-workers discovered an envelope leaking a white powdery substance. the person who discovered it immediately threw it on the floor, only for another coworker to pick it up and OPEN it. after reading the letter which stated "as you are reading this, a deadly poison is seeping into your skin...you're symptoms will be...may the weary rest in peace" she threw the letter back on the floor and they called 911. after a while they determined it was a food-based substance(which we would later scrape out of the mail box and decide it was baking soda). a few hours later we got a call saying the FBI went to the girls' house in Hokes Bluff and found the letter saved on the computer. their brothers the culprits.
sing me something soft, sad and delicate
monday
mission-restock pool bathroom toilet paper
outcome-failure
what can i say? i got a little too proud i guess. i thought i could handle one stall,by myself. restocking toilet paper is easy-unlock dispensing contraption, take out mini roll of toilet paper, replace with new roll, close dispensing contraption. i failed at step one, i didn't put the key in all the way so when i went to turn it, it flew out. all 6 keys, 2 key rings, and one key chain fell. into t.h.e.t.o.i.l.e.t. and of course the first words out of the mouth of my fellow toilet paper stocker were "haha you're so getting those". so with gloved hands, i stole the mini air pump and used the handle to fish them out. wrapped them in the gloves and brought them back to the kitchen to show their owner, also my boss. me and the fellow stocker put them in a bleach solution(which was really like 4 parts water, 1 part bleach). about 20 minutes later my boss drew our attention to the bowl of keys and now key flakes. 00ps.
day 6 of work-i desintigrate boss's keys.
on a happier note, i got my first hair compliment from a camper. it was nice, till i remembered she had been in the hot sun all day. must have been delirious. o well...
mission-restock pool bathroom toilet paper
outcome-failure
what can i say? i got a little too proud i guess. i thought i could handle one stall,by myself. restocking toilet paper is easy-unlock dispensing contraption, take out mini roll of toilet paper, replace with new roll, close dispensing contraption. i failed at step one, i didn't put the key in all the way so when i went to turn it, it flew out. all 6 keys, 2 key rings, and one key chain fell. into t.h.e.t.o.i.l.e.t. and of course the first words out of the mouth of my fellow toilet paper stocker were "haha you're so getting those". so with gloved hands, i stole the mini air pump and used the handle to fish them out. wrapped them in the gloves and brought them back to the kitchen to show their owner, also my boss. me and the fellow stocker put them in a bleach solution(which was really like 4 parts water, 1 part bleach). about 20 minutes later my boss drew our attention to the bowl of keys and now key flakes. 00ps.
day 6 of work-i desintigrate boss's keys.
on a happier note, i got my first hair compliment from a camper. it was nice, till i remembered she had been in the hot sun all day. must have been delirious. o well...
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
You break my heart into a thousand pieces and you say it's because I deserve better?
wow its been a crazy week!i started my first real job ever on Monday!yay!i now work in the kitchen at a local camp.basically what i do-sweep, prepare food, prepare dining hall,wash dishes, sweep, mop. but you see,when i volunteered for this job, they left the "prepare food" part out.and that part is very important, seeing as i can't cook, never have been able to. i. just. can't. do. it.which is why today, i'm sure some poor girl consumed a nice chunk of latex glove with her taco salad, blends in nicely w/onions.it didn't seem to choke her, so i guess it'll soon just be lodged in her colon.a thousand appologies to this poor girl w/latex in her colon.my friend lost more chunks of her gloves than i did, in the tomatoes.the thing that sucks the most though is being on my feet for like 7 hours straight.the chucks just aint cuttin it. the best thing though, is that this place buys top brand food and all the leftovers are split among those in the kitchen.though now,i feel like i wear the pants in this household now or something because i've brought home loads of dinner all week.tomorrow i will be filling in for my mom 9-1 at a daycare and then camp 2-about 9.it shall suck.hardcore.
Friday, June 17, 2005
Monday, June 13, 2005
drafted into vbs
day 1, what a way to kick off the week
i dug a bead out of a 3 year old's nose, enough said
i dug a bead out of a 3 year old's nose, enough said
Sunday, June 12, 2005
the most humbling experience
june 9, 2005,brookwood hospital, room 492
a woman in her mid 40s is lying in the bed that takes up most of the space in the room. beside her, a 20 year old boy sits across from a 16 year old girl, a small table separating them. on the table sits a few sheets of paper, a cup of water, watercolors, lots of brushes, and a camera. the boy and girl paint pictures and casually talk, passing the time. they get bored and begin to apply the brilliant colors to eachothers faces. rainbow eyes, bright red lips...murals of whatever they feel at the moment. enjoying every minute of it, they finish the facial masterpieces they have created on eachother, marvel at them and approach the woman in the bed. holding in giggles, they strike a pose as the woman begins to smile and the smile turns into laughter....and nothing in the word matters anymore
the woman in the bed is the greatest woman i have ever known. a daughter, a mother, a wife, and a best friend of my own mother since high school. she has a personality like no other, an indescribable sense of humor. one of a kind this woman is, even a brief encounter with her could impact your life. i proudly bear her middle name as my own. she's living breathing medical history. born with a congenital heart disease, causing her to recieve her first pacemaker while in high school. an experiement, the latest technology of the time; i hear government officials brought it into the operating room themselves in a briefcase. a few years later, she became the first woman to ever give birth while wearing a pacemaker. she didn't give birth just once, but 4 times. the first, a girl, a miscarriage; the rest boys and all alive and well to this day. due to her disease she's had many medical problems over the years. a constant sufferer of ms for one. a few years ago she had a stroke that would forever change her life and that of those around her, including myself. the stroke paralyzed her entire left side. but nothing can stop this woman, she once again amazed doctors by learning to talk and walk near normal. since then her health has begun to deteriorate. to the point at which the paralysis is taking over and she is now in and out of the hospital...
i am of course, the girl, and her 2nd boy is the one sitting across from me. he's the closest to me age-wise, of the three. this is the one you could always find me with on those lazy afternoons spent exploring the yard, swimming in the the pool, or just watching tv. this is the guy that taught me how to climb a doorway and convinced me that bubbles tasted good(until i tried them myself of course, only to find quite the opposite).i think he was actually in the hospital when i was born. to this day, he still knows my deepest secrets and i his. no matter how old we get or how far we become, all it takes is a phone call to restore that friendship that is forever ours. he is the only one that can make me laugh at any time; and its not just a laugh, its this laugh that takes me back to when we were kids,theres no way to describe it other than the best kind of laugh there is...
a woman in her mid 40s is lying in the bed that takes up most of the space in the room. beside her, a 20 year old boy sits across from a 16 year old girl, a small table separating them. on the table sits a few sheets of paper, a cup of water, watercolors, lots of brushes, and a camera. the boy and girl paint pictures and casually talk, passing the time. they get bored and begin to apply the brilliant colors to eachothers faces. rainbow eyes, bright red lips...murals of whatever they feel at the moment. enjoying every minute of it, they finish the facial masterpieces they have created on eachother, marvel at them and approach the woman in the bed. holding in giggles, they strike a pose as the woman begins to smile and the smile turns into laughter....and nothing in the word matters anymore
the woman in the bed is the greatest woman i have ever known. a daughter, a mother, a wife, and a best friend of my own mother since high school. she has a personality like no other, an indescribable sense of humor. one of a kind this woman is, even a brief encounter with her could impact your life. i proudly bear her middle name as my own. she's living breathing medical history. born with a congenital heart disease, causing her to recieve her first pacemaker while in high school. an experiement, the latest technology of the time; i hear government officials brought it into the operating room themselves in a briefcase. a few years later, she became the first woman to ever give birth while wearing a pacemaker. she didn't give birth just once, but 4 times. the first, a girl, a miscarriage; the rest boys and all alive and well to this day. due to her disease she's had many medical problems over the years. a constant sufferer of ms for one. a few years ago she had a stroke that would forever change her life and that of those around her, including myself. the stroke paralyzed her entire left side. but nothing can stop this woman, she once again amazed doctors by learning to talk and walk near normal. since then her health has begun to deteriorate. to the point at which the paralysis is taking over and she is now in and out of the hospital...
i am of course, the girl, and her 2nd boy is the one sitting across from me. he's the closest to me age-wise, of the three. this is the one you could always find me with on those lazy afternoons spent exploring the yard, swimming in the the pool, or just watching tv. this is the guy that taught me how to climb a doorway and convinced me that bubbles tasted good(until i tried them myself of course, only to find quite the opposite).i think he was actually in the hospital when i was born. to this day, he still knows my deepest secrets and i his. no matter how old we get or how far we become, all it takes is a phone call to restore that friendship that is forever ours. he is the only one that can make me laugh at any time; and its not just a laugh, its this laugh that takes me back to when we were kids,theres no way to describe it other than the best kind of laugh there is...
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
they guy i have seemingly fallen into the closest my little teenage mind can to love has decided that he can't be in this relationship anymore and is leaving me. he is my number 1 confident so i'm turning here to write down a few thoughts.this guy i've grown so close to, closer to anyone i've ever been in my life; this guy who's had such an impact on my life, who's helped me become a person i never thought i could be, who's loved me unconditionally, who's forgiven me numerous times, who's never left my side (even if he didn't agree with me),who's never lied to me,who's looked me in the face just about ever day for the past 8 months w/nothing but love in his eyes...is leaving me because:
1)On December 25, for the past 16 years, i've woken up and opened presents
2)On February 14, for the past 16 years, i've given many valentine cards, received many, and lots of candy
3)On Easter, for the past 16 years, i've gotten candy and whatnot, and mourned/celebrated my Lord and Savior dying on a CROSS and raising from the dead for my sin
4)On St. Patrick's Day, for the past 16 years, i've worn green and been proud of my Irish heritage
5)On July 4th, for the past 16 years, i've shot fireworks from my front yard and enjoyed every minute of it
6)On July 31, for the past 16 years, i've gotten "happy birthday" sang to me, blown out candles, ate cake, and opened presents
7)On October 31, for the past 16 years, i've dressed up as something i'm not and more often than not gone trick-or-treating
8)On Thanksgiving, for the past 16 years of my life, i've been surrounded by loving family i usually dont get to see and eaten a wonderful meal
9)I've always believed that Jesus was crucified on a cross, not a stake
10)I've always believed that theres a chance in heaven for everyone, not just 144,000(thats the number of completion)
11)I've always believed that you don't have to be a certain denomination or religion to be truly saved
12)I've always believed in the Trinity
13)The leaders of my church have titles
14)We also sprinkle, not immerse
15)I also, personally, believe we are in no position to suspend(disassociate) someone from a church because of their sin,a sin is a sin(this one really gets me); you want to encourage someone to come to church especially when their sin is getting the better of them
16)I more often than not refer to God as "God" or "Lord" or "Heavenly Father", though i have nothing against the name "Jehovah" and have used it before
17)I don't think it is wrong to date outside your religion,as long as you don't ge to caught up in the opposite person's
18)I dont think you should disassociate yourself with a person because they got kicked out
of a church
These are the reasons my emotionally drained, sleep deprived brain can come up w/at the moment...there are more i'm sure.I probably stepped on a few toes, comment as you wish, i want feedback, lots of it. This is just all i have on my mind right now.
I'm sorry for.... every time he blatantly lied to his parents to hide the fact he was with me, the fact he's lead a double life to be with the person he loves, every guilt trip he was put on for being with me, any/every way i've led him astray....
I'm not sorry for...every day we spent together, every glance, every touch, every kiss, every promise, every laugh, every tear, every whisper, every yell, every "i love you"
1)On December 25, for the past 16 years, i've woken up and opened presents
2)On February 14, for the past 16 years, i've given many valentine cards, received many, and lots of candy
3)On Easter, for the past 16 years, i've gotten candy and whatnot, and mourned/celebrated my Lord and Savior dying on a CROSS and raising from the dead for my sin
4)On St. Patrick's Day, for the past 16 years, i've worn green and been proud of my Irish heritage
5)On July 4th, for the past 16 years, i've shot fireworks from my front yard and enjoyed every minute of it
6)On July 31, for the past 16 years, i've gotten "happy birthday" sang to me, blown out candles, ate cake, and opened presents
7)On October 31, for the past 16 years, i've dressed up as something i'm not and more often than not gone trick-or-treating
8)On Thanksgiving, for the past 16 years of my life, i've been surrounded by loving family i usually dont get to see and eaten a wonderful meal
9)I've always believed that Jesus was crucified on a cross, not a stake
10)I've always believed that theres a chance in heaven for everyone, not just 144,000(thats the number of completion)
11)I've always believed that you don't have to be a certain denomination or religion to be truly saved
12)I've always believed in the Trinity
13)The leaders of my church have titles
14)We also sprinkle, not immerse
15)I also, personally, believe we are in no position to suspend(disassociate) someone from a church because of their sin,a sin is a sin(this one really gets me); you want to encourage someone to come to church especially when their sin is getting the better of them
16)I more often than not refer to God as "God" or "Lord" or "Heavenly Father", though i have nothing against the name "Jehovah" and have used it before
17)I don't think it is wrong to date outside your religion,as long as you don't ge to caught up in the opposite person's
18)I dont think you should disassociate yourself with a person because they got kicked out
of a church
These are the reasons my emotionally drained, sleep deprived brain can come up w/at the moment...there are more i'm sure.I probably stepped on a few toes, comment as you wish, i want feedback, lots of it. This is just all i have on my mind right now.
I'm sorry for.... every time he blatantly lied to his parents to hide the fact he was with me, the fact he's lead a double life to be with the person he loves, every guilt trip he was put on for being with me, any/every way i've led him astray....
I'm not sorry for...every day we spent together, every glance, every touch, every kiss, every promise, every laugh, every tear, every whisper, every yell, every "i love you"
Friday, June 03, 2005
yeah
so i've been working at this daycare program at my church and the kids have moments(as all do) and i thought i'd share this one...we have 2 sets of twins, and one day these two boys were discussing a set of those twins(how to tell whether they were twins or not). this is the reasoning of future america- "they have to be twins because they're both wearing pink shirts"
Thursday, June 02, 2005
number 5 and 8 hit me really hard...
The Keys to Your Heart |
You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. |
In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. |
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. |
You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance. |
Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. |
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. |
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. |
In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted. |
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