So I have come back from dropping off the edge of the blogging world. I've been so supper busy the last...oh you know, year or so. I'm graduating in exactly 14 days! Memories night is tomorrow and I'm so stressed about that, being on the memories night team is really fun but really stressful. It's frustrating when ideas get shot down by authority, it's nerve wracking when people don't meet deadlines and it's scary trying to live up to expectations. But tomorrow will be the end of it!
And today is the day we take pictures in our caps and gowns. Very exciting. I tried practicing my smile in the mirror but I gave up because I have a goofy smile. I'll be the one on the wall of Fountianview fame who when people walk by they'll stop and say "who was that goofball?" and some student will answer "oh that was Moriah!" But I decided that goofy smiles aren't entirely bad because at least they'll make other people smile, I mean if you see someone with a funny face it's hard not to smile right? Exactly. I'll make the world smile. Mission accepted.
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
“The definition of heaven is the presence of Christ”
Without God there is no good. The
origin of good is God; the nature of man is evil. If God is good and man is
evil then without God there is evil.
Psalms 16:11 says “In your presence is the
fullness of joy” As humans we tend to look for joy in all the wrong places, we
think that love from others will bring it, or when that doesn’t work sometimes
people try momentary joy from drugs or alcohol or sex. But although it may
bring us temporary satisfaction in the end we are left joyless. Only in the
presence of God is there found “fullness of joy”.
If heaven had no God then it would be just as evil, sad and
sin filled as earth is. It would be like a kitchen without food, a veggie
burger with just bread and lettuce, a book without words, modern art,
contaminated water, a race with no runners, drugs, and a fly with no wings…
basically it would be pointless. Because there is no heaven without happiness.
And he is happiness. He is the very definition of happiness, because without
him there is no true joy.
Without God, heaven would be hell
because the definition of hell is complete separation from God.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Why did the Worm cross the road?
As I was walking to breakfast today I noticed that it had rained, the ground was wet and all across the road little pilgrims were attempting the long and treacherous journey across the road. Hundreds of bodies lie scattered in the gravely abyss, poor little souls who never made it to the other side. But the others kept on truckin, past the bodies of their dead wormy brethren, past the the battlefield of doom and onward to the grassy slopes of the orchard!
I decided to help one little fellow along in his trek, I picked up his squirming body and towed him to his destination. Then the thought struck me "I wonder how long his journey is in worm time?" I mean, if I were a giant it would take me only one step to go from school to the dorm, but it takes me like 5 minutes. So maybe when I picked up that worm he felt as though he was being lifted unto the very heavens! Souring like a plane above all that he had ever known.
And then I wondered, why did he try to cross the road in the first place? Maybe he simply liked the look of the greyish grass, or perhaps he was doing a worm marathon, like a "hunger games" of sorts, to see who could prevail and reach the other side, the rest left to die in the gravel.
These are the questions that plague my mind.
I decided to help one little fellow along in his trek, I picked up his squirming body and towed him to his destination. Then the thought struck me "I wonder how long his journey is in worm time?" I mean, if I were a giant it would take me only one step to go from school to the dorm, but it takes me like 5 minutes. So maybe when I picked up that worm he felt as though he was being lifted unto the very heavens! Souring like a plane above all that he had ever known.
And then I wondered, why did he try to cross the road in the first place? Maybe he simply liked the look of the greyish grass, or perhaps he was doing a worm marathon, like a "hunger games" of sorts, to see who could prevail and reach the other side, the rest left to die in the gravel.
These are the questions that plague my mind.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
A false Christianity
I was just on godtube looking at different christian videos and by chance came upon something having to do with an Islamic man threatening the USA. It wasnt the video that bothered me, it was the comments. Actually...it was that the people commenting claimed to be Christians. Here's a few of the comments.
"Satan is his god! I am more and more proud to be a Christian!"
"Bradley what ever u say is 4 u and just 4 yourself. islam is not 4 me. You people are controlled with blood trusty devi called allahl. your solution is killing but ALMIGHTY GOD OF HEAVEN AND EARTH WOULDN'T LET YOU DO IT"
"Genetic coded into them at birth.. it's their culture to believe our way of life is evil and must be eradicated in the name of their invisible "friend" Allah, of the Akbars.. Someone forgot to give them the memo that medieval times are over, the barbarian era is so last millenium... They just need an update, a lifestyle makeover.. Or we just need to get them OUT OF HERE and quit dealing with knuckle dragging heathens who have no concept of civility...."
This is sick! I am absolutely sickened at the thought that these are the people that are giving a representation of Christ to the world.
Here is my comment on it "Will you people PLEASE just listen to yourselves? Is this the way Christ reacted? This is a christian website yet I have yet to see one single christian minded comment. Are we here to condemn the world or show them Christ?
What right have you to call someone else a heathen when Christ died for them just as much as Christ died for you? It is better to not be a christian at all than to profess Christianity but treat our brothers with the same hate that Satan has for Christ.
Satan is his god you say? Maybe that's true...But his god is the one controlling you."
I cant even express to you the pain I feel after reading those comments. I cried when I saw the way Christ is being misrepresented. How can someone who has Gods message of love treat other humans this way? I'm ashamed to be American, ashamed to be Christian until I remember that those people are not Christian. They are Satan's tools to send his message of hate around the world. And hwat a good job he's doing of it.
I beg you! Counterbalance it! Show the world that Christ's message is one of love and not hate. Don't let the world rot in their hatefulness any longer.
Please come Lord Jesus, take us away from this horrible hateful world. All of us, those who know you as Christ and those who know you as Allah. Take us all home together, as brothers in you.
"Satan is his god! I am more and more proud to be a Christian!"
"Bradley what ever u say is 4 u and just 4 yourself. islam is not 4 me. You people are controlled with blood trusty devi called allahl. your solution is killing but ALMIGHTY GOD OF HEAVEN AND EARTH WOULDN'T LET YOU DO IT"
"Genetic coded into them at birth.. it's their culture to believe our way of life is evil and must be eradicated in the name of their invisible "friend" Allah, of the Akbars.. Someone forgot to give them the memo that medieval times are over, the barbarian era is so last millenium... They just need an update, a lifestyle makeover.. Or we just need to get them OUT OF HERE and quit dealing with knuckle dragging heathens who have no concept of civility...."
This is sick! I am absolutely sickened at the thought that these are the people that are giving a representation of Christ to the world.
Here is my comment on it "Will you people PLEASE just listen to yourselves? Is this the way Christ reacted? This is a christian website yet I have yet to see one single christian minded comment. Are we here to condemn the world or show them Christ?
What right have you to call someone else a heathen when Christ died for them just as much as Christ died for you? It is better to not be a christian at all than to profess Christianity but treat our brothers with the same hate that Satan has for Christ.
Satan is his god you say? Maybe that's true...But his god is the one controlling you."
I cant even express to you the pain I feel after reading those comments. I cried when I saw the way Christ is being misrepresented. How can someone who has Gods message of love treat other humans this way? I'm ashamed to be American, ashamed to be Christian until I remember that those people are not Christian. They are Satan's tools to send his message of hate around the world. And hwat a good job he's doing of it.
I beg you! Counterbalance it! Show the world that Christ's message is one of love and not hate. Don't let the world rot in their hatefulness any longer.
Please come Lord Jesus, take us away from this horrible hateful world. All of us, those who know you as Christ and those who know you as Allah. Take us all home together, as brothers in you.
Monday, January 21, 2013
Bucketlist Mishaps
So here I am reading through my bucket list and I come to one that says "cliff diving" and I just look at those words and think to myself"what are you, some kinda stupid?!!"
I don't like heights, seriously...I have trouble jumping off my bunk bed. So I think cliff is going to have to be a very broad term. Like...a bluff!A little one.and diving might have to mean be pushed. So when it says cliff diving I really mean get pushed off a 4 foot bluff. :)
Then I see "backpack across the Himalayas. Really Mia? REALLY??!!! You don't even like hiking girl! So then I thought to myself, well...how big can the Himalayas really be? I saw it in a movie once! What was it again? Oh yeah...ice age. Well let me just show you a map of the Himalayas just in case your like me and don't research things before deciding to do them. So when I say "backpack the Himalayas" I really mean backpack PART of them....the small part.
When I made this list I thought to myself "self! I'm going to live life to the fullest!" But apparently I didn't think about the fact that I'll probably die long before finishing my full life list.
I don't like heights, seriously...I have trouble jumping off my bunk bed. So I think cliff is going to have to be a very broad term. Like...a bluff!A little one.and diving might have to mean be pushed. So when it says cliff diving I really mean get pushed off a 4 foot bluff. :)
When I made this list I thought to myself "self! I'm going to live life to the fullest!" But apparently I didn't think about the fact that I'll probably die long before finishing my full life list.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Because He first loved me
"Though our feelings come and go, God’s love for us does not."
I came across this quote today and was shocked at the timing. I'm not going to go into it really but I've been having some serious questions about my faith. Some people were telling me that I have to rely on my won good works to go to heaven. And I let them tell me that I was going to hell. But that is not the God that I serve. I serve a God who loves me so much that he died for me. If I had to be perfect to go to heaven then why would God have died? Our works make no difference in how much God loves us, our works should eb as a result of his love. Not us trying to repay a debt, because it cant be payed.
"God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, 5 even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ-by grace you have been saved- 6 and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, 9 not a result of works, so that no one may boast."( Ephesians 2)
I'm saved because I believe in Jesus, because he loves me and I am humanly, feebly trying to love him. Not because I'm a vegetarian. Not because I dress conservatively. Not because I don't have piercings. Not because I listen to good music. Not because I'm a virgin. Not because I don't do drugs. Not because I don't drink. Not because I pass out glow tracks. Not because I go to church. Not because I don't swear. Not because I'm a Adventist.
The ONLY reason that I am saved is because for some reason God looked at me and decided to love me. And because He first loved me, thats why I love Him.
I came across this quote today and was shocked at the timing. I'm not going to go into it really but I've been having some serious questions about my faith. Some people were telling me that I have to rely on my won good works to go to heaven. And I let them tell me that I was going to hell. But that is not the God that I serve. I serve a God who loves me so much that he died for me. If I had to be perfect to go to heaven then why would God have died? Our works make no difference in how much God loves us, our works should eb as a result of his love. Not us trying to repay a debt, because it cant be payed.
"God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, 5 even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ-by grace you have been saved- 6 and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7 so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. 8 For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, 9 not a result of works, so that no one may boast."( Ephesians 2)
I'm saved because I believe in Jesus, because he loves me and I am humanly, feebly trying to love him. Not because I'm a vegetarian. Not because I dress conservatively. Not because I don't have piercings. Not because I listen to good music. Not because I'm a virgin. Not because I don't do drugs. Not because I don't drink. Not because I pass out glow tracks. Not because I go to church. Not because I don't swear. Not because I'm a Adventist.
The ONLY reason that I am saved is because for some reason God looked at me and decided to love me. And because He first loved me, thats why I love Him.
Monday, January 7, 2013
Baby Time!
I'm back! I know...I've been gone a long time! First there was Cali tour and then Christmas break and then GYC and now I'm finally back in good ole Canada.
Christmas break was awesome except for the fact that Mom and Dad couldn't make it :( But my sister was all pregnant and she dragged me out shopping and to midwife appointments and basically everywhere she went. So that was pretty fun, not so much relaxing, but hey since when do you relax at Christmas right?
The baby was so cute! I mean...yes it was still inside her tummy, but it kept kicking and punching and doing cartwheels inside there! I thought it was awesome but the poor Mommy got all bruised from all the violence in her tummy.
So on spring break I'm going back to FL for the birth! EEEEE! Now tell me that is not cool. I'm gonna be such an awesome aunt. I'm gonna take it bungee jumping and skydiving and I must by all means bring it to it's first rodeo....and first football game. It will like football. And if it doesn't, then it will like all the hotdogs it will get to eat at said game. :)
Anyways, I have to go read. Well, technically I don't have to, I'm just ditching y'all cause my book is really good!
Christmas break was awesome except for the fact that Mom and Dad couldn't make it :( But my sister was all pregnant and she dragged me out shopping and to midwife appointments and basically everywhere she went. So that was pretty fun, not so much relaxing, but hey since when do you relax at Christmas right?
The baby was so cute! I mean...yes it was still inside her tummy, but it kept kicking and punching and doing cartwheels inside there! I thought it was awesome but the poor Mommy got all bruised from all the violence in her tummy.
So on spring break I'm going back to FL for the birth! EEEEE! Now tell me that is not cool. I'm gonna be such an awesome aunt. I'm gonna take it bungee jumping and skydiving and I must by all means bring it to it's first rodeo....and first football game. It will like football. And if it doesn't, then it will like all the hotdogs it will get to eat at said game. :)
Anyways, I have to go read. Well, technically I don't have to, I'm just ditching y'all cause my book is really good!
Friday, November 30, 2012
My Exciting Pumpkin Story
Most kids
make the excuse of “the dog ate my homework!” Not Mia…
There I was,
sitting in class, wondering if I should make it known to MR Corrigan of my
dilemma. Slowly I raised my hand, “Um…I
need a new quiz sheet.” “Oh did you lose
it?” “Well….you see there was an unfortunate incident with a pumpkin…”
Ok, so last
week I was working farm for Mr. Alistair and he gave me a particularly cool
job. I got to sit in a bin filled with pumpkins and clean them. That’s right; I
was given a rag and told to wipe the pumpkins clean so we could sell them. I
was having a blast, scrubbing away on the pumpkins when I got a bright idea. A
few of us have an American thanksgiving dinner every year since we don’t get to
celebrate it in Canada. In the pie department we usually just make apple
because it’s the most accessible. But
here I was sitting in a big box of pumpkins! So I asked, nay! I begged Mr.
Alistair for just one little pumpkin. After a lot of convincing he gave me a
little pumpkin with a tiny little bad spot about as big as my thumb. I happily
trotted back the school building with my precious pumpkin and stuck it in my
locker. Where I promptly forgot it…You see I am one of the privileged few that
have 2 lockers. I usually don’t put anything important in that locker, just
papers and books and school stuff.
The weekend
came and went and here I am on Tuesday, I was trying to find this one book I
had lost so naturally I went to look in the forsaken locker. Much to my dismay
I found that my precious pumpkin was rotted and nasty. After just a couple
days! What a rip off…. And with it, went all my marriage and family papers, all
my English papers, and a few overtime slips. Even my book of great American
authors! This was indeed a sad day.
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
:)
Good news! I'm almost done with my identity paper! I just have to finish the works cited and find people to edit it....does anybody want to edit it? :D If not, that's OK too. :)
I've really gotten a blessing out of writing this paper, it's helped me realize a lot about myself and the actions of people around me. We all have different pasts and different futures, so how can we compare the present?
Anyway, I have to get to class so I'll have to tell you my exciting pumpkin story later. :)
I've really gotten a blessing out of writing this paper, it's helped me realize a lot about myself and the actions of people around me. We all have different pasts and different futures, so how can we compare the present?
Anyway, I have to get to class so I'll have to tell you my exciting pumpkin story later. :)
Monday, November 12, 2012
Me is back!
So I have recently been trying to make a big decision about whether to go on the filming trip to Europe with my senior class or go to college next summer and find a job. I think I'm gonna go with the job...is that lame? I just...It's a little bit scary going to college, I'm a very independent person but this is a whole new ball game for me. I'm going from a place where everything is decided for you to a place where you have to make all your own decisions. I need to pick my own classes, by the way for PE should I take soccer or rock climbing? Anyway, I have to handle my own money, I already do that but not tot eh same extent...I have to handle job interviews and find my way around a new and bigger campus. I have to make good choices, everything from what I eat to...well yeah everything!
I have a feeling I'm going to get scared and retract into my own little bubble. But I guess that also a choice I need to make, whether I'm going to be buried in responsibility's or have fun in life.
On another note, Cali tour is comin on up! I'd be lying if I said I was stoked for it but I'll be glad for a change in schedule and scenery. I'm mainly looking forward to Christmas break and GYC. It'll be awesome to spend time with my sister and brother in law.
And on spring break the baby arrives! Oh my word I'm so excited! Mom will be there for the birth so I'll get to see her too. :)
You know what I probably could have worded that better. To all who just got shocked and very worried, I say this, "It's not my baby!" I'm gonna be an aunt! Haha, probably freaked somebody out for a minute there...Dats kinda funny...
Well hey I gotta run to work, sorry I haven't written in such a long time. I had um...technical difficulties. Along with eh fact that I was pretty busy. What with school and music and now I have double stuff to practice because we started recording orchestra. ANyways I really gotta run. Asta la bye bye!
I have a feeling I'm going to get scared and retract into my own little bubble. But I guess that also a choice I need to make, whether I'm going to be buried in responsibility's or have fun in life.
On another note, Cali tour is comin on up! I'd be lying if I said I was stoked for it but I'll be glad for a change in schedule and scenery. I'm mainly looking forward to Christmas break and GYC. It'll be awesome to spend time with my sister and brother in law.
And on spring break the baby arrives! Oh my word I'm so excited! Mom will be there for the birth so I'll get to see her too. :)
You know what I probably could have worded that better. To all who just got shocked and very worried, I say this, "It's not my baby!" I'm gonna be an aunt! Haha, probably freaked somebody out for a minute there...Dats kinda funny...
Well hey I gotta run to work, sorry I haven't written in such a long time. I had um...technical difficulties. Along with eh fact that I was pretty busy. What with school and music and now I have double stuff to practice because we started recording orchestra. ANyways I really gotta run. Asta la bye bye!
Friday, October 12, 2012
European Hick
Wow, I haven't written anything in a while! So we just got back from thanksgiving break, except I didn't go anywhere anyway so I was actually glad that school was starting again! But I did get to drive the harvester like every day of break so that was a lot of fun!
Life is good. very busy...Today we have like a half day of school so we can practice for a concert tomorrow. So then we have 2 concerts on Sabbath and then on Sunday it's fall picnic! So exciting! It's pretty much my favorite time of year! Except for Christmas... I cant wait for Christmas break! :)
So I realized today that my blog really has no rhyme or reason, I don't stay on one topic and it's just sorta...random! But then again I'm pretty random myself, and since this blog is really more of a diary then a blog I see no problem with being weird. :)
I have so many things to look forward to right now, I'm a person who really likes to daydream about the future. I love it! Seriously...I would rather work alone then with people because when I'm alone I can think. Work is like my favorite time of day just cause I can think during it.
Oh guess what! I had to write this poem about where I'm from. So I wrote a poem called "European Hick" I figure that pretty much covers all the bases of where I'm from. :P All in all it's really a pretty lame poem and not my best work but hey, I had to write it in like an hour because I wrote another poem but I didn't like it so I erased it and had to write a whole new one! And if you think I'm posting it your so wrong! :P Anyways I gotta get to class. Byeee
Life is good. very busy...Today we have like a half day of school so we can practice for a concert tomorrow. So then we have 2 concerts on Sabbath and then on Sunday it's fall picnic! So exciting! It's pretty much my favorite time of year! Except for Christmas... I cant wait for Christmas break! :)
So I realized today that my blog really has no rhyme or reason, I don't stay on one topic and it's just sorta...random! But then again I'm pretty random myself, and since this blog is really more of a diary then a blog I see no problem with being weird. :)
I have so many things to look forward to right now, I'm a person who really likes to daydream about the future. I love it! Seriously...I would rather work alone then with people because when I'm alone I can think. Work is like my favorite time of day just cause I can think during it.
Oh guess what! I had to write this poem about where I'm from. So I wrote a poem called "European Hick" I figure that pretty much covers all the bases of where I'm from. :P All in all it's really a pretty lame poem and not my best work but hey, I had to write it in like an hour because I wrote another poem but I didn't like it so I erased it and had to write a whole new one! And if you think I'm posting it your so wrong! :P Anyways I gotta get to class. Byeee
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Fire Drill
Well I fugure I'm wide awake now so I might as well post.
There I was, not 10 minutes ago, lying in my bed, just drifting off to sleep when all of the sudden "BLLLRIIIIIN! BLLLRIIIIING!!! BLLLRIIIIING!" After being at Fountainview for 3 years they finally got around to having a fire drill at the girls dorm...tonight. So I had to run down 2 flights of stairs in my bathrobe and bare feet. It was freezing! So after standing outside for like 10 minutes we were finally allowed back inside, but the sirens were still blaring for another 5 minutes. So here I am, wide awake and needing to be up at 5:30. I'm helping make breakfast tomorrow! So I'm gonna go count sheep or something...but that's weird...Maybe I'll count something I like. I'll count pickles.
There I was, not 10 minutes ago, lying in my bed, just drifting off to sleep when all of the sudden "BLLLRIIIIIN! BLLLRIIIIING!!! BLLLRIIIIING!" After being at Fountainview for 3 years they finally got around to having a fire drill at the girls dorm...tonight. So I had to run down 2 flights of stairs in my bathrobe and bare feet. It was freezing! So after standing outside for like 10 minutes we were finally allowed back inside, but the sirens were still blaring for another 5 minutes. So here I am, wide awake and needing to be up at 5:30. I'm helping make breakfast tomorrow! So I'm gonna go count sheep or something...but that's weird...Maybe I'll count something I like. I'll count pickles.
Monday, October 1, 2012
I survived senior survival!
I survived! Yay!!!!!
So I finally went on senior survival, after waiting and watching and many conspiracy theories, we finally left. It was 6:12 AM, I was sitting on Julie's bed watching her curl her hair when the announcement went off. Mrs Bells sweet calm voice came over the speaker saying "Attention seniors, you have 8 minutes to be at the school building" and that was when chaos broke loose. I jumped opff her bed and ran through the halls flying up to my room 3 floors up screaming "I'm gonna dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" all the lower graders peeked their heads out of their rooms to watch our frantic scamper of trying to get our things together. They laughed at us.
So 8 minutes later we were all crammed on the bus and headed to who knows where before dawn, before breakfast, and more importantly before a shower. When we finally got to our location Julie and I found a nice tree stump on which to make our home. We spent the rest of the day gathering leaves for our shelter, in my hunt for leaves I came across mushrooms, after getting them approved my Mr Rass they were my main staple for the 4 days we were out there in the wilderness. It was cold, I was hungry and I even lost 7 pounds, but it was so much fun! I would never do it again by myself but I would totally do it again with my class. We got so much closer, I got to know people that I'd gone to school with for years but never really gotten to know.
The last night we were there was definitely the weirdest. Julie and I shared a shelter, now the shelter we had to build was so small that we had to sleep completely straight and if you moved your knees you would potentially knock down your shelter. So we slept as if in a straight jacket, but somehow, sometime in the night, I somehow got all the way down to the place where my knees were supposed to be and then I popped up out of my shelter and into the moonlight, I don't remember how I got there, but somehow I found myself with half my body out of my shelter, I tried to scoot back in but it was too tight a squeeze and I couldn't make it. So I sat there wondering what to do, after some thought and a few hallucinations/dreams, I simply curled up right there and pulled the leaves over my head and burrowed down for the night. Surprisingly, it was the warmest night I'd spent out there in the wilderness. But in the morning however, Julie couldn't find me, there she was sleeping right next to me and I had simply disappeared, she knew I couldn't have left throughout the doorway because her body WAS the door. She went looking for me and finally found me, buried in leaves halfway in the foot of our shelter.
Needless to say it was quite the camping trip.
So I finally went on senior survival, after waiting and watching and many conspiracy theories, we finally left. It was 6:12 AM, I was sitting on Julie's bed watching her curl her hair when the announcement went off. Mrs Bells sweet calm voice came over the speaker saying "Attention seniors, you have 8 minutes to be at the school building" and that was when chaos broke loose. I jumped opff her bed and ran through the halls flying up to my room 3 floors up screaming "I'm gonna dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" all the lower graders peeked their heads out of their rooms to watch our frantic scamper of trying to get our things together. They laughed at us.
So 8 minutes later we were all crammed on the bus and headed to who knows where before dawn, before breakfast, and more importantly before a shower. When we finally got to our location Julie and I found a nice tree stump on which to make our home. We spent the rest of the day gathering leaves for our shelter, in my hunt for leaves I came across mushrooms, after getting them approved my Mr Rass they were my main staple for the 4 days we were out there in the wilderness. It was cold, I was hungry and I even lost 7 pounds, but it was so much fun! I would never do it again by myself but I would totally do it again with my class. We got so much closer, I got to know people that I'd gone to school with for years but never really gotten to know.
The last night we were there was definitely the weirdest. Julie and I shared a shelter, now the shelter we had to build was so small that we had to sleep completely straight and if you moved your knees you would potentially knock down your shelter. So we slept as if in a straight jacket, but somehow, sometime in the night, I somehow got all the way down to the place where my knees were supposed to be and then I popped up out of my shelter and into the moonlight, I don't remember how I got there, but somehow I found myself with half my body out of my shelter, I tried to scoot back in but it was too tight a squeeze and I couldn't make it. So I sat there wondering what to do, after some thought and a few hallucinations/dreams, I simply curled up right there and pulled the leaves over my head and burrowed down for the night. Surprisingly, it was the warmest night I'd spent out there in the wilderness. But in the morning however, Julie couldn't find me, there she was sleeping right next to me and I had simply disappeared, she knew I couldn't have left throughout the doorway because her body WAS the door. She went looking for me and finally found me, buried in leaves halfway in the foot of our shelter.
Needless to say it was quite the camping trip.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Do YOU have an opinion?
I decided today that I need to change my news website. All I get on yahoo is random stuff that I really couldn't care less about. For example, here is today's headlines; top 5 games for the iPhone 5, low-fat foods aren't as healthy as you think, and a story about Miley Cyrus's new haircut. I mean really!?
America is severely going downhill if it's so caught up in celebrity drama and pointless entertainment to see whats really going on in the world. Right now I'm righting an essay on "the innocence of Muslims" and what I think about this whole situation. I must say it's very hard to be unbiased, it's hard to say what I want to say without coming across too harsh or sounding like a ditz and saying "what we need is world peace!".
I really should be more patriotic, but the way I see it is that there's no perfect country. Why should I fight tooth and nail for a country on earth? All kingdoms will one day fall, all leaders will eventually make mistakes, I'm patriotic for heaven, it's the only perfect place.
I have a lot of opinions, one of my biggest pet peeves is when people don't have an opinion, they just don't care. I mean sure, if someone asked me if I liked Britney spears better as a blonde or brunette I gotta say I don't really care enough to have an opinion, mainly because I don't want to waste brain power on something so shallow.But this summer I was talking to this one guy over chat, he wasn't much for substantial conversation so me being me I brought up a controversial subject and asked for his opinion. He said he didn't have one, he also said that he liked to just agree with everyone, that way everyone liked him.
It goes without saying that this kind of logic goes against every fiber of my being. I'm opposite, if someone has an opinion even if it differs from mien I would like them more then someone who has no opinion whatsoever just to play chameleon to those around them.
America is severely going downhill if it's so caught up in celebrity drama and pointless entertainment to see whats really going on in the world. Right now I'm righting an essay on "the innocence of Muslims" and what I think about this whole situation. I must say it's very hard to be unbiased, it's hard to say what I want to say without coming across too harsh or sounding like a ditz and saying "what we need is world peace!".
I really should be more patriotic, but the way I see it is that there's no perfect country. Why should I fight tooth and nail for a country on earth? All kingdoms will one day fall, all leaders will eventually make mistakes, I'm patriotic for heaven, it's the only perfect place.
I have a lot of opinions, one of my biggest pet peeves is when people don't have an opinion, they just don't care. I mean sure, if someone asked me if I liked Britney spears better as a blonde or brunette I gotta say I don't really care enough to have an opinion, mainly because I don't want to waste brain power on something so shallow.But this summer I was talking to this one guy over chat, he wasn't much for substantial conversation so me being me I brought up a controversial subject and asked for his opinion. He said he didn't have one, he also said that he liked to just agree with everyone, that way everyone liked him.
It goes without saying that this kind of logic goes against every fiber of my being. I'm opposite, if someone has an opinion even if it differs from mien I would like them more then someone who has no opinion whatsoever just to play chameleon to those around them.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Not real sure what this post is about...
So tomorrow is the last day of filming! Ever! Well...for me at least. Thankfully I don't have to be a part of winter filming. Ohhhh...wait. I forgot, I have to film discussions later this year, aw boo.
I'm getting in a Christmas mood already! I cant wait for Christmas break! Marriage and family class isn't helping, it's just making me want a family more and more, so I can start my own traditions. Yeah yeah I know, I'm a dork! Typical girl, whatever. I have never taken such good notes before that class started!
But right now I decided to concentrate on things closer in my future. Did I ever mention I'm a day dreamer? Majorly...Whatever I do, you can pretty much guarantee I've thought about for a long time. I kinda wish I was more spontaneous, I wish I was just sitting there one day and then decided "hey I think I'll go to Paris tomorrow" and then buy a ticket and just go. But I guess that would mean I need to be spontaneous AND rich. Oh well...I guess I'll just be me, everyone else is already taken.
OO! SO international supper is coming up! I think I'm gonna do a Southern USA booth...Just because I really don't want to dress up in a chef outfit again...And it'll make my grandma proud! Especially if we had black eyed peas and collard greens. I also thought of just doing regular USA and serving hamburgers and fries, maybe wear a fat suit....and socks and sandals and a baseball cap, a fanny pack, and baggy shorts. With a football shirt!
I think I should be more into sports, if I was I would be into football. Mostly because it's fun to play even thought I really get confused in the games on TV. All I've ever played is mud football, but one day I will go to a real football game, and I'll understand everything that's going on, and I'll have a foam finger and a hot dog....Veggie hot dog. I know football is supposed to be all manly and everything, but some things will never change. Meat is gross.
I'm getting in a Christmas mood already! I cant wait for Christmas break! Marriage and family class isn't helping, it's just making me want a family more and more, so I can start my own traditions. Yeah yeah I know, I'm a dork! Typical girl, whatever. I have never taken such good notes before that class started!
But right now I decided to concentrate on things closer in my future. Did I ever mention I'm a day dreamer? Majorly...Whatever I do, you can pretty much guarantee I've thought about for a long time. I kinda wish I was more spontaneous, I wish I was just sitting there one day and then decided "hey I think I'll go to Paris tomorrow" and then buy a ticket and just go. But I guess that would mean I need to be spontaneous AND rich. Oh well...I guess I'll just be me, everyone else is already taken.
OO! SO international supper is coming up! I think I'm gonna do a Southern USA booth...Just because I really don't want to dress up in a chef outfit again...And it'll make my grandma proud! Especially if we had black eyed peas and collard greens. I also thought of just doing regular USA and serving hamburgers and fries, maybe wear a fat suit....and socks and sandals and a baseball cap, a fanny pack, and baggy shorts. With a football shirt!
I think I should be more into sports, if I was I would be into football. Mostly because it's fun to play even thought I really get confused in the games on TV. All I've ever played is mud football, but one day I will go to a real football game, and I'll understand everything that's going on, and I'll have a foam finger and a hot dog....Veggie hot dog. I know football is supposed to be all manly and everything, but some things will never change. Meat is gross.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Random Ranting
Today has been mostly spent in applying for things and registering for other things. Because apparently unless I want to pay and extra 30 bucks every time I want my ACT score sent to a college, I need to apply to that college and tell the ACT people to send my score there right away. This is all so confusing...
My computer is so used to me applying for colleges that as soon as I start to type a word it knows all the answers to put in right away. I think I've narrowed myself down to two colleges. I realize your probably laughing at me right now because I'm doing all this like 5 months before I need to. But I'm a planner. And I like to explore all my options ahead of time. So here I am applying for college, registering for GYC, ACT and all kinds of other random things. And I think I've decided what I'm gonna be....I think. I just hate having to say "I don't know" to every question people ask about my future. As soon as they find out your in grade 12 you get bombarded with "Where are you going to college? What are you majoring in? What are you planning to do?" I DON'T KNOW!!! Sheesh...people even wanna know when I'm gettign a boyfriend. Ya know what people...None of your business. People are so nosy...
Anyways! On a lighter note. Hmm.... Oh yeah! Week of prayer is this week! Scott Moore is coming for it, it's really exciting. I know it will be a huge blessing!
I would write more but it's 2:00 and I still need to clean my room, finish ym essay and write a rough draft for my identity paper. Adios!
My computer is so used to me applying for colleges that as soon as I start to type a word it knows all the answers to put in right away. I think I've narrowed myself down to two colleges. I realize your probably laughing at me right now because I'm doing all this like 5 months before I need to. But I'm a planner. And I like to explore all my options ahead of time. So here I am applying for college, registering for GYC, ACT and all kinds of other random things. And I think I've decided what I'm gonna be....I think. I just hate having to say "I don't know" to every question people ask about my future. As soon as they find out your in grade 12 you get bombarded with "Where are you going to college? What are you majoring in? What are you planning to do?" I DON'T KNOW!!! Sheesh...people even wanna know when I'm gettign a boyfriend. Ya know what people...None of your business. People are so nosy...
Anyways! On a lighter note. Hmm.... Oh yeah! Week of prayer is this week! Scott Moore is coming for it, it's really exciting. I know it will be a huge blessing!
I would write more but it's 2:00 and I still need to clean my room, finish ym essay and write a rough draft for my identity paper. Adios!
Friday, September 14, 2012
Boxers
The dorm was in an uproar today because Katie found a pair of boys boxer briefs in her backpack. Everyone was freaking out and laughing and screaming and crying...They ran around the dorm holding the unmentionables at the end of a stick. Props to whoever pulled that prank, if only I had thought of it first...Girls are so easy to prank, they scream when it's not even scary. OK yes...so I scream whenever someone pokes me...But at least I don't cry over a pair of boxers.
I only had one class today because we get most of the day off due to filming all week long. It's really nice, except for the fact that I've been searching for my coat all day! After I moved back from the other dorm I seem to have lost my winter coat, and it's gettign colder by the day! It was pretty too... :( I really would like to know where things go when they disappear. Do they party somewhere? Cause wherever my coat is I'm guessing my flats,scarves, books,towels, and shorts are not far behind. Every time I move I lose so much stuff! I miss it. :( I just found my violin case that went missing in grade10, it was with the filming cases. I was mad.
I think you should call me. Yes you...you with the face! I'm bored...So if any of you get the urge to be random then you should give me a call! If you don't have my number then don't call....cause I probably don't know you and it would be weird if you called.
I only had one class today because we get most of the day off due to filming all week long. It's really nice, except for the fact that I've been searching for my coat all day! After I moved back from the other dorm I seem to have lost my winter coat, and it's gettign colder by the day! It was pretty too... :( I really would like to know where things go when they disappear. Do they party somewhere? Cause wherever my coat is I'm guessing my flats,scarves, books,towels, and shorts are not far behind. Every time I move I lose so much stuff! I miss it. :( I just found my violin case that went missing in grade10, it was with the filming cases. I was mad.
I think you should call me. Yes you...you with the face! I'm bored...So if any of you get the urge to be random then you should give me a call! If you don't have my number then don't call....cause I probably don't know you and it would be weird if you called.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Akward!
I've had an extremely random week! I think I'm overtired because I keep having the best blonde moments....For example: it was night time and I was laying in my bed with my eyes closed and I rolled over and opened my eyes in the dark and all I saw was a grayish white. I freaked out for maybe 2 seconds thinking my eyes had taken quite a drastic turn for the worse before realizing that I was staring at the wall.
During work last week we were pouring 7 year old smushed jellied peach guts into compost buckets. We were working on a table and we had to change buckets every 5 minutes or so, so me being the delusional person that I am decided that I was buff enough to move the big bucket of peach goo to the ground. But alas my strength failed me and I managed to pick it up and then the weight was too heavy so it came down with a thud....and the rotten peach goo splashed out of the bucket and all over me!
But every once in a while it's good to reflect on other peoples blonde moments, so that's what we'll do now. :) A friend and I were walking down the road following Mr Rass who was teaching our class about wild edibles. I was feeling really warm when everyone else was cold so I asked my friend if she would feel my forehead to see if I had a fever, she missed the fever part and looked very confused, I repeated my request so she awkwardly poked my forehead, I gave her a weird look so she started petting my forehead. Finally she realized what I was asking and it all worked out, but it was pretty hilarious to be standing there on the road with someone petting your face.
During work last week we were pouring 7 year old smushed jellied peach guts into compost buckets. We were working on a table and we had to change buckets every 5 minutes or so, so me being the delusional person that I am decided that I was buff enough to move the big bucket of peach goo to the ground. But alas my strength failed me and I managed to pick it up and then the weight was too heavy so it came down with a thud....and the rotten peach goo splashed out of the bucket and all over me!
But every once in a while it's good to reflect on other peoples blonde moments, so that's what we'll do now. :) A friend and I were walking down the road following Mr Rass who was teaching our class about wild edibles. I was feeling really warm when everyone else was cold so I asked my friend if she would feel my forehead to see if I had a fever, she missed the fever part and looked very confused, I repeated my request so she awkwardly poked my forehead, I gave her a weird look so she started petting my forehead. Finally she realized what I was asking and it all worked out, but it was pretty hilarious to be standing there on the road with someone petting your face.
Monday, September 3, 2012
I WILL SURVIVE!
Yes...that's right, that time of year is back again, when the seniors bravely face the wild world of the woods. And this time, it's my turn.
So yesterday was Sunday so Mr James told us we'd be doing training all afternoon, which wasn't a very welcome announcement. He told us to bring our packs, and then all of the sudden...WHABAM! "ATTENTION SENIORS, YOU ARE NO LONGER MEETING AT THE POND PLEASE LOAD THE BUS IMMEDIATELY" eep. SO we ran frantically stuffing garbage bags and random food into our already full packs, I personally managed to fit 2 potatoes in mine. :) Yeeeeah...didn't think that one through reallly well.
So we load the bus and there was an odd number of guys and girls so I got the horrific duty of sitting with...wait for it...A boy! I know, it was a horrifying experience but somehow I lived to tell of it.
So we finally get there and Mr Rass starts teaching us about wild edibles. I personally chose not to eat the grey moss hanging from the tree...My mama taught me good. But I did eat a cattail! Unfortunately I found that you dont eat the fluffy part...so I got somewhat of a hairball! But it's all OK because we got a video.
Then we moved on to building shelters, we slaved away at our shelter until Mr James came and told us we were doing it all wrong...It had to be A shaped. Boo. So we started on the new one but unfortunately everyone thought their way was best. So I resorted top just picking up pine needles and leave the politics up to the rest of the group. Julie sat on a rock with her pine bough pom-poms chanting "Build that shelter! Build it good! Gooooo survival!" Who knew survival was a spectators sport?
Anyway, long story short when we finished our shelters they had us board the bus for school again...PSYCHE! Senior survival's not this week...
So yesterday was Sunday so Mr James told us we'd be doing training all afternoon, which wasn't a very welcome announcement. He told us to bring our packs, and then all of the sudden...WHABAM! "ATTENTION SENIORS, YOU ARE NO LONGER MEETING AT THE POND PLEASE LOAD THE BUS IMMEDIATELY" eep. SO we ran frantically stuffing garbage bags and random food into our already full packs, I personally managed to fit 2 potatoes in mine. :) Yeeeeah...didn't think that one through reallly well.
So we load the bus and there was an odd number of guys and girls so I got the horrific duty of sitting with...wait for it...A boy! I know, it was a horrifying experience but somehow I lived to tell of it.
So we finally get there and Mr Rass starts teaching us about wild edibles. I personally chose not to eat the grey moss hanging from the tree...My mama taught me good. But I did eat a cattail! Unfortunately I found that you dont eat the fluffy part...so I got somewhat of a hairball! But it's all OK because we got a video.
Then we moved on to building shelters, we slaved away at our shelter until Mr James came and told us we were doing it all wrong...It had to be A shaped. Boo. So we started on the new one but unfortunately everyone thought their way was best. So I resorted top just picking up pine needles and leave the politics up to the rest of the group. Julie sat on a rock with her pine bough pom-poms chanting "Build that shelter! Build it good! Gooooo survival!" Who knew survival was a spectators sport?
Anyway, long story short when we finished our shelters they had us board the bus for school again...PSYCHE! Senior survival's not this week...
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Vienna
Hello from Vienna Austria!
I'm on my way back to the states so I'm in the Vienna airport currently. This airport is so nice! It's quiet and there's these awesome really comfy sorta leather bed thingamajigs all over the place! And the cafe I'm sitting near is playing all my favorite songs! :) The only thing that would make this airport experience better is if I had slept in the last 24 hours....or eaten. But I got a pretzel! :)
Problem here is that it's freezing! I mean seriously guys it's August! It's supposed to be hot...apparently Austria didn't get the memo.
Getting through the airport in Albania was quite the adventure! Apparently people don't realize that they should form a line and not just rush the ticket lady all at once. Everyone was pushing and shoving to try to get to the poor woman. At first I did the whole me thing and tried to stay out of peoples way and get in the end of the line but nobody was using a line...So I figured I'd never get there if I kept that up so I just kinda shimmied my way into the crowd and hey guess what, I got through! Yay!
I'll just be happy to finally get back to school and not have to worry about staying awake to watch your bag.
I'm on my way back to the states so I'm in the Vienna airport currently. This airport is so nice! It's quiet and there's these awesome really comfy sorta leather bed thingamajigs all over the place! And the cafe I'm sitting near is playing all my favorite songs! :) The only thing that would make this airport experience better is if I had slept in the last 24 hours....or eaten. But I got a pretzel! :)
Problem here is that it's freezing! I mean seriously guys it's August! It's supposed to be hot...apparently Austria didn't get the memo.
Getting through the airport in Albania was quite the adventure! Apparently people don't realize that they should form a line and not just rush the ticket lady all at once. Everyone was pushing and shoving to try to get to the poor woman. At first I did the whole me thing and tried to stay out of peoples way and get in the end of the line but nobody was using a line...So I figured I'd never get there if I kept that up so I just kinda shimmied my way into the crowd and hey guess what, I got through! Yay!
I'll just be happy to finally get back to school and not have to worry about staying awake to watch your bag.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Senior Year!
Wow, so there's only like 10 more days left of me being in Albania! I gotta say, I'm really happy to be going back to school next week, I miss people! I miss a few people a whole lot. And I'm completely stoked to be starting senior year! I'm a lil bit scared to graduate but a whole lot excited! But I guess I'm getting a little ahead of myself, 1st semester hasn't even started yet and I'm talking about being done!
So, here are some of my biggest highlights of senior year. #1-Rooming with Julie, we're gonna have so much fun! And it will really be nice to live with someone who I'm compatible with, who wont look at me weird when I'm doing something crazy, who wont snap blackmail photo's while I'm asleep, who gets along fine with my bazaar study habits of making everything into a story, even electrons! Someone who sings just as loud as I do in the shower, and who will go running with me every morning! Lets just say she's amazing!
#2- call me crazy but I'm really stoked to be learning how to do CPR, write a huge identity paper in which I can completely be me, and take a class to learn how to be married and raise kids.
#3- I'm just happy to be alive! I think it's going to be a really great year! Gosh, I need to stop being such an optimist! Actually...take that back, I like it. It's fun. :)
So, here are some of my biggest highlights of senior year. #1-Rooming with Julie, we're gonna have so much fun! And it will really be nice to live with someone who I'm compatible with, who wont look at me weird when I'm doing something crazy, who wont snap blackmail photo's while I'm asleep, who gets along fine with my bazaar study habits of making everything into a story, even electrons! Someone who sings just as loud as I do in the shower, and who will go running with me every morning! Lets just say she's amazing!
#2- call me crazy but I'm really stoked to be learning how to do CPR, write a huge identity paper in which I can completely be me, and take a class to learn how to be married and raise kids.
#3- I'm just happy to be alive! I think it's going to be a really great year! Gosh, I need to stop being such an optimist! Actually...take that back, I like it. It's fun. :)
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Stalkers and Bad hair
What started as a normal little shopping trip ended in DISASTER. (OK so I'm a drama queen...shoot me.)
Mom and I decided to go shopping, and since it was really hot out I dragged mom to the city bus stop. One thing you should know is that bus's in Albania are very different from buses in America. We climbed on but in the crowd me and Mom got separated, but it wasn't really a big deal cause she was still on the same bus. I didn't really need to grab the handle since there was so many people squished in there I probably could have held myself up that way but I didn't really want to...Coincidentally I just happened to be squished up against this guy in his late 20's early 30's, and he kept staring! Staring and grinning like a cat in a bird house, so I tried to look everywhere else, wow what a nice pair of shoes that lady has! And that peeling paint on the bus wall is really interesting! But alas! It would not be that easy, he asked my name so I pretended not to hear, so he asked again but when someone is pressed up against you in your face it's really hard to pretend you cant hear them. So finally I answered him as short as possible "Moriah" I know it was stupid to tell him but I completely forgot about using fake names! And I'm really bad at being rude to people...I should be meaner!
So anyway, he couldn't hear me and thought my name was Mary, so I let him think that.He kept flirting and I kept trying to ignore him but apparently he cant take a hint. Most Albanian guys are like that come to think of it... He kept trying to talk to me but it was so loud I couldn't hear him, but before he could make me hear his question we pulled up to a stop, it wasn't mien but I jumped off anyway hoping to get rid of him. But he got off too...Mom didn't get the memo that I was off till the bus was pulling away and she jumped off while it was moving. Go Mom! Good thing too, I didn't wanna be stuck with that guy alone!
Mom and I decided this would be a good time to cross the street, guess who crossed too! Yeah...He did. So we decided to turn, he turned too, so we went down a side road and saw some friends so we stopped to talk. I thought we had lost him but then there he came walking down the road! He slowly walked by and then stopped, we said goodbye to our friends and left the way we had come and of course he turned around too and followed us back out. By then it was getting just a little bit creepy, so we went down another alley and Mom pulled me into a random hair salon.
So I got stuck in a chair to have my bangs cut, my side bangs which I only needed a tiny trim on. But nooooo...Instead the lady chopped them all off! So now I have too short straight across bangs. And I will wear a bag over my head for the rest of the summer...OK, so I'll pin them up, but it's just as bad!
My head is officially ruined but the good news is we lost the stalker guy.
Mom and I decided to go shopping, and since it was really hot out I dragged mom to the city bus stop. One thing you should know is that bus's in Albania are very different from buses in America. We climbed on but in the crowd me and Mom got separated, but it wasn't really a big deal cause she was still on the same bus. I didn't really need to grab the handle since there was so many people squished in there I probably could have held myself up that way but I didn't really want to...Coincidentally I just happened to be squished up against this guy in his late 20's early 30's, and he kept staring! Staring and grinning like a cat in a bird house, so I tried to look everywhere else, wow what a nice pair of shoes that lady has! And that peeling paint on the bus wall is really interesting! But alas! It would not be that easy, he asked my name so I pretended not to hear, so he asked again but when someone is pressed up against you in your face it's really hard to pretend you cant hear them. So finally I answered him as short as possible "Moriah" I know it was stupid to tell him but I completely forgot about using fake names! And I'm really bad at being rude to people...I should be meaner!
So anyway, he couldn't hear me and thought my name was Mary, so I let him think that.He kept flirting and I kept trying to ignore him but apparently he cant take a hint. Most Albanian guys are like that come to think of it... He kept trying to talk to me but it was so loud I couldn't hear him, but before he could make me hear his question we pulled up to a stop, it wasn't mien but I jumped off anyway hoping to get rid of him. But he got off too...Mom didn't get the memo that I was off till the bus was pulling away and she jumped off while it was moving. Go Mom! Good thing too, I didn't wanna be stuck with that guy alone!
Mom and I decided this would be a good time to cross the street, guess who crossed too! Yeah...He did. So we decided to turn, he turned too, so we went down a side road and saw some friends so we stopped to talk. I thought we had lost him but then there he came walking down the road! He slowly walked by and then stopped, we said goodbye to our friends and left the way we had come and of course he turned around too and followed us back out. By then it was getting just a little bit creepy, so we went down another alley and Mom pulled me into a random hair salon.
So I got stuck in a chair to have my bangs cut, my side bangs which I only needed a tiny trim on. But nooooo...Instead the lady chopped them all off! So now I have too short straight across bangs. And I will wear a bag over my head for the rest of the summer...OK, so I'll pin them up, but it's just as bad!
My head is officially ruined but the good news is we lost the stalker guy.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Perfect Peace
Stay close by My side,
Keep your eyes on Me,
Though this life is hard,
I will give you perfect peace,
In this time of trial,
Pain that noone sees,
Trust me when I say,
I will give you perfect peace,
And you'll never walk alone,
And you'll never be in need,
Though I may not calm the storms around you,
You can hide in Me,
Burdens that you bear,
Offer no relief,
Let Me bear your load,
Cause I will give you perfect peace,
Stay close by My side,
And you'll never walk alone,
Keep your eyes on Me,
And you will never be in need,
Though this life is hard,
Know that I will always give you perfect peace,
I will give you perfect peace...
Keep your eyes on Me,
Though this life is hard,
I will give you perfect peace,
In this time of trial,
Pain that noone sees,
Trust me when I say,
I will give you perfect peace,
And you'll never walk alone,
And you'll never be in need,
Though I may not calm the storms around you,
You can hide in Me,
Burdens that you bear,
Offer no relief,
Let Me bear your load,
Cause I will give you perfect peace,
Stay close by My side,
And you'll never walk alone,
Keep your eyes on Me,
And you will never be in need,
Though this life is hard,
Know that I will always give you perfect peace,
I will give you perfect peace...
Sunday, June 24, 2012
Graduation...crazy!
Well.....it's here. Graduation. Not mine of course but it marks somethign special in my life, I'll be a senior in a couple hours. Crazy! Those are some big shoes to fill, this graduating class has had such a huge impact on my life, I cant stand to see them go but I know that even if I dont see them again here I'll see them in heaven.
But tere's still one or two that I'm goign to miss like crazy! They will always have a place in my heart.
Last night had to be the best night ever! It was so amazing...I cant even describe it.
Tomorrow I'll be getting on a plane flying to Albania, crazy! This is all just so crazy and it came so fast! Makes me wonder how fast my own grad will come! And then goign to college and getting married, having kids, it's all gonna go by so fast. It helps remind em to savor the little moments of every day because time is rushing by so fast that it's all I can do to grab those little moments as they rush by.
But tere's still one or two that I'm goign to miss like crazy! They will always have a place in my heart.
Last night had to be the best night ever! It was so amazing...I cant even describe it.
Tomorrow I'll be getting on a plane flying to Albania, crazy! This is all just so crazy and it came so fast! Makes me wonder how fast my own grad will come! And then goign to college and getting married, having kids, it's all gonna go by so fast. It helps remind em to savor the little moments of every day because time is rushing by so fast that it's all I can do to grab those little moments as they rush by.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wild Ride
So today we were filming down by the river. It was kinda a pain to stand on the pointy rocks during all the takes and people kept ripping their skirts on the pointy rocks...made me kinda paranoid! Anyways, so then they decided to film the next song in the orchard so we had to hike back up the hill. See the river is down past the pond past MG, down a little gravel road to a junk yard and past that, then down another road to the river. So naturally walking back up that is a royal pain! And it just so happened that Craig was going by in the pickup truck that was loaded high with cellos and a piano, so Chris, Brenan and me and Julie hopped on the back. Only the boys forgot to duck down so they were told to get off, but unknown to Craig there was 2 little girls hanging on for dear life as he chugged up the hill trying to outrun the boys. He was really gunning it dude! I thought any moment I would lose my grip on that lil cello and come tumbling down! We kept waiting for a moment to tuck and roll but that moment never came! Lemme tell you, it is an art to crouch on a tiny ledge, in a skirt and flip flops, while holding a cello as a lifeline! Thankfully we made it all the way to the orchard and hopped off, mission accomplished.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Blonde Moment!
So Moriah was trying to do laundry. Simple task right? WRONG! SO I had about 3 loads of laundry to do so after they were all washed I attempted to put them in the dryer, since I had so many loads I had to go to a laundry machine in the basement that I haven't used since sophomore year. So I tried to find the right button to turn it on, hard job lemme tell ya! I spent about 10 minutes pushing and pulling on the timer knob before it finally popped completely off. so I transferred my clothes to the next machine...same thing happened, finally I looked up and saw the button that said "On".
Friday, April 20, 2012
So bad days are always great. Anyways, I read something this week that really blessed me and I really wanted to share it with you. So I was reading randomly through my ipods books and I came across a quote by Ellen White that says that we shouldn't bear our souls to our friends, but that God should be the one who we take all our troubles to. Humans may fail us but God never will.
But I realized last night that God sometimes sends people to comfort us when we need it. Last night I was really frustrated and upset and altogether feeling useless, as soon as I got to my room I locked my door and fell to my knees to talk to God, somewhere in our talk I started crying. About that time there was a knock on my door, it was shenel, she's an amazing sweet person but I dont have the chance to talk to her allot so we're not super close. I think this was the first time she'd ever knocked on my door. SO we talked for a while and something that I really appreciated is that she didn't try to say "poor baby!" or tell em that everyone who frustrated me was just a jerk. She made me laugh and we talked about the situation a little bit.
I was really thankful for her, and it was really amazing to see who God worked that situation out. It wasn't just one of my normal friends, it was someone I rarely talk to, that way I know that God sent her.
But I realized last night that God sometimes sends people to comfort us when we need it. Last night I was really frustrated and upset and altogether feeling useless, as soon as I got to my room I locked my door and fell to my knees to talk to God, somewhere in our talk I started crying. About that time there was a knock on my door, it was shenel, she's an amazing sweet person but I dont have the chance to talk to her allot so we're not super close. I think this was the first time she'd ever knocked on my door. SO we talked for a while and something that I really appreciated is that she didn't try to say "poor baby!" or tell em that everyone who frustrated me was just a jerk. She made me laugh and we talked about the situation a little bit.
I was really thankful for her, and it was really amazing to see who God worked that situation out. It wasn't just one of my normal friends, it was someone I rarely talk to, that way I know that God sent her.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Happy birthday meeeeeee
I had the most amazing birthday ever! So I woke up at about 5:30 and from my dead alarm clock and the beeping from the dorm lobby quickly gathered that the power was off. I was thinking "great, what a start to my birthday". So I had to get ready with a flashlight, and was forced to attempt straightening my hair with nothing but water, a hair brush, and some hair spray.
So I went to breakfast, remembering that Mrs T had promised to make perogies on my birthday, but since the power was off we had cold cereal. So there I was...chatting aimlessly with Chris while pouring honey on my cheerios. When I heard someone behind me say my name I turned around and was standing face to face with this guy with grey hair and glasses and a big belly, a very familiar person, it took a second for it to click before I screamed very high pitched and hugged him for a very long time while Eddy videoed the whole thing.
So in case you didn't catch it, my Dad came to surprise me for my birthday. And he brought presents! it was cool. Some other things happened too to make it an AWESOME birthday, but I dont need to go into details right now.
I need to head off to chemistry and get distracted by a piano along the way
So I went to breakfast, remembering that Mrs T had promised to make perogies on my birthday, but since the power was off we had cold cereal. So there I was...chatting aimlessly with Chris while pouring honey on my cheerios. When I heard someone behind me say my name I turned around and was standing face to face with this guy with grey hair and glasses and a big belly, a very familiar person, it took a second for it to click before I screamed very high pitched and hugged him for a very long time while Eddy videoed the whole thing.
So in case you didn't catch it, my Dad came to surprise me for my birthday. And he brought presents! it was cool. Some other things happened too to make it an AWESOME birthday, but I dont need to go into details right now.
I need to head off to chemistry and get distracted by a piano along the way
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Nuttin But a Hound Dog!
Hey ya'll! I have to go to work so this is just a quick howdy do! Spring break is upon us and it's gonna be really fun! :) I shall make it fun if it kills me! Well...not quite that far...but I will make it fun! I'm gonna get so much done. Anyway enough of that since you already heard it.
There's really nothing that exciting going on here. I guess I just have a boring life, I mean seriously the highlight of my week was that the cafe served pie. Actually it's been quite a week for food! Pie, banana splits, burritos, etc and the nice thing being since I work cafe I get to make this yummy food!
Every morning when I walk into work I get the job of cleaning the dining room, this involves wiping tables, putting up chairs, sweeping mopping etc. And a lesson I have yet to learn is to either close the cafe doors or keep a careful eye out when your mopping and sliding around on the floor like a crazy person singing Elvis Presley...and it doesnt help when all you know of the song is the one line so you have to repeat it over and over until you move on to John Denver.
Anyway people keep walking in right about the time I trip over my feet while trying to moonwalk and sing "I aint nuttin but a hound dog!" I think the lesson in this is that....Everyone had their different talents...mine is most definitely not moon walking.
There's really nothing that exciting going on here. I guess I just have a boring life, I mean seriously the highlight of my week was that the cafe served pie. Actually it's been quite a week for food! Pie, banana splits, burritos, etc and the nice thing being since I work cafe I get to make this yummy food!
Every morning when I walk into work I get the job of cleaning the dining room, this involves wiping tables, putting up chairs, sweeping mopping etc. And a lesson I have yet to learn is to either close the cafe doors or keep a careful eye out when your mopping and sliding around on the floor like a crazy person singing Elvis Presley...and it doesnt help when all you know of the song is the one line so you have to repeat it over and over until you move on to John Denver.
Anyway people keep walking in right about the time I trip over my feet while trying to moonwalk and sing "I aint nuttin but a hound dog!" I think the lesson in this is that....Everyone had their different talents...mine is most definitely not moon walking.
Monday, March 26, 2012
Spring Break
HELLO!!!!!!!!
It's sooooooooooo beautiful outside today! It's started warming up and being all springyfull! I'm really excited because it's almost spring break! I should probably be bummed that I'm staying here but I'm kinda psyched still. I can do another spring cleaning of my room! Ok...I'm officially a dork, my reason for being excited isn't just for spring cleaning really! I swear! I can also go outside, I enver get to go outside because I have an inside job, so being outside is a real treat for me, and hopefully I can get a tan? I'm the whitest I've ever been in my whole life! I guess it comes with always being indoors. ANyhoo, I'm gonna do a bunch of studying and get ahead in chemistry too. Wow, I really nave no life. HELP!!!! What do I do??? Most people my age are excited for spring break because they're gonna go party on the beach or something and I'm excited for spring cleaning and extra school work. Ok...So I need something exciting to do. A big project...Like....make Popsicles....Yeha thats it. Ok everyone! Announcement! I'm a geek.
It's sooooooooooo beautiful outside today! It's started warming up and being all springyfull! I'm really excited because it's almost spring break! I should probably be bummed that I'm staying here but I'm kinda psyched still. I can do another spring cleaning of my room! Ok...I'm officially a dork, my reason for being excited isn't just for spring cleaning really! I swear! I can also go outside, I enver get to go outside because I have an inside job, so being outside is a real treat for me, and hopefully I can get a tan? I'm the whitest I've ever been in my whole life! I guess it comes with always being indoors. ANyhoo, I'm gonna do a bunch of studying and get ahead in chemistry too. Wow, I really nave no life. HELP!!!! What do I do??? Most people my age are excited for spring break because they're gonna go party on the beach or something and I'm excited for spring cleaning and extra school work. Ok...So I need something exciting to do. A big project...Like....make Popsicles....Yeha thats it. Ok everyone! Announcement! I'm a geek.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
ELLO!
Well I had a very...yeah here's how my day went!
The seniors left on their mission trip which was obviously sad..ok so I cannot in good conscious say that was sad to see all of them go. But some of them it was quite hard to part with for 2 n a half weeks! SO then I went to work...it turns out there was a rand total of 2 other people working cafe! So my work supervisor turned on this well I guess you could call it music...it was kinda folksy and country but with people who couldn't sing.
I must say you really now you have a boring life when all day the thing you look forward to most is going to sleep. And then...we start it all again.
But on eh bright side I'm going home this summer! I have so much planned...I'm gonna do a ton of classes so I can get more credits and maybe next year have a free class period. And I'm gonna study for the ACT. And do a bunch of things I've always wanted to do but never had time for! Like...plant a flower garden, go through all my old kid stuff and decide what to keep and what to toss, make amazing food and take pictures of it, and I think I should give my dog a Mohawk...and then I'm gonna do a bunch of thing that I've missed doing because I dont have time or I'm too old or whatever! Like play my keyboard, play in the sprinklers, cook real food...as in ethnic food...food that doesn't rotate monthly. And I'm gonna go camping in the mountains...Thatll be fun.
Honestly I'm just psyched not to be working all summer again. This is the last summer I have to be a teenager! And when I say that I mean that next summer I'll have a job, be in college and be all grown up and boring. I like the idea of beng on my own though.
Anyhoo....I miss the seniors already! Er...some of them...a couple of them. *grins* But I guess it IS kinda nice to have everything so quiet, I dunno what I'll do when they graduate! It'll be terrible...
OOOO!!!!! Guess what! It's almost my birthday! I'll be all old. :) Birthdays aren't very exciting here though...people sign loudly and obnoxiously to you whenever they get the chance and you kinda wanna crawl in a hole and that's it. That is your birthday....I'm gonna make my birthday special all by myself. I'm gonna party it up with my teddy bear and a book..maybe some tea. Yeah that's right, be jealous.
The seniors left on their mission trip which was obviously sad..ok so I cannot in good conscious say that was sad to see all of them go. But some of them it was quite hard to part with for 2 n a half weeks! SO then I went to work...it turns out there was a rand total of 2 other people working cafe! So my work supervisor turned on this well I guess you could call it music...it was kinda folksy and country but with people who couldn't sing.
I must say you really now you have a boring life when all day the thing you look forward to most is going to sleep. And then...we start it all again.
But on eh bright side I'm going home this summer! I have so much planned...I'm gonna do a ton of classes so I can get more credits and maybe next year have a free class period. And I'm gonna study for the ACT. And do a bunch of things I've always wanted to do but never had time for! Like...plant a flower garden, go through all my old kid stuff and decide what to keep and what to toss, make amazing food and take pictures of it, and I think I should give my dog a Mohawk...and then I'm gonna do a bunch of thing that I've missed doing because I dont have time or I'm too old or whatever! Like play my keyboard, play in the sprinklers, cook real food...as in ethnic food...food that doesn't rotate monthly. And I'm gonna go camping in the mountains...Thatll be fun.
Honestly I'm just psyched not to be working all summer again. This is the last summer I have to be a teenager! And when I say that I mean that next summer I'll have a job, be in college and be all grown up and boring. I like the idea of beng on my own though.
Anyhoo....I miss the seniors already! Er...some of them...a couple of them. *grins* But I guess it IS kinda nice to have everything so quiet, I dunno what I'll do when they graduate! It'll be terrible...
OOOO!!!!! Guess what! It's almost my birthday! I'll be all old. :) Birthdays aren't very exciting here though...people sign loudly and obnoxiously to you whenever they get the chance and you kinda wanna crawl in a hole and that's it. That is your birthday....I'm gonna make my birthday special all by myself. I'm gonna party it up with my teddy bear and a book..maybe some tea. Yeah that's right, be jealous.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
On My Heart
So yesterday I had a really bad day, I couldn't figure out why everything was going wrong but by the end of the day I felt completely hopeless. It was then that I remembered that I had asked God for trials to build my character...I do this regularly and each time promptly forget that I asked for it...literally. How many times do I have to keep doing this before it gets through my thick head???
One of the things I was struggling with was Gods love, it seemed to me as though God must not love me. But as I was kneeling by my bed last night pleading with God, the the quote popped in my head "our greatest fear for the future is to forget how God has led us in the past". Here I am thinking that God isn't love, when throughout my life he has proved the utter opposite. It was almost as if a little tiny voice was saying in the back of my mind "why dont you trust me?". My goal is to make that little tiny voice into a BIG VOICE, a voice that controls my every action. It's almost as f I've pushed that voice further and further away so that It's barely audible.
Anyway...Lets just say that my christian experience isn't the most easy thing in the world. Sometimes I wish that it was as easy as pilgrims progress. I know...He had to fight giants and lions and demons and ghouls and all other sorts of dangers....But honestly if I knew that Christ was waiting at the end and if I made it through I would be saved then I could do it. I would rather fend of monsters on the journey then to never know for certain sure that I'm going to heaven. I know that if I'm a real christian I should know that but I dont...I'm not perfect. I want to be with all my heart but I'm not...not even close. I guess it's just an upward battle that I'll have to keep fighting.
I wanna be a martyr....I think that would be the best way to die. Sorry...I know thats a little bit random but I've been thinking about it alot. A friend and I were playing a game where we made a list of ways we could possibly die...morbid right? But anyway...I could get shot or trampled by a cow or drown or get into a car accident, or get killed by an axe murderer or blow up in chemistry or die in my sleep or...well you get the point. My friend said that he'd like to die saving someones life but just think about it, if you were a martyr you could save peoples eternal life just by your witness. I hope that if I died like that I would be all strong and singing from the stake or whatever...but I'd probably be screaming bloody murder...I mean sheesh...it's gotta hurt right? But God could take away the pain if that was the best thing. But then again I dont want to die...I want to live to see Jesus come. I think it'd be so boring to be coming up at the same time when all the dead people are coming outa their graves and the mountains are crumbling and the angels are blowing trumpets. I wanna be there for the whole thing! I know that we're supposed to be like....hidign in caves and whatnot but I would so much rather be in prison. I mean...Jesus suffered so much for me that I want to repay him somehow...I know it would hurt him to see me suffer but I wouldn't really mind I think...Just to show him how much I love him, that I'm willing to die for him, to suffer for him.
Anyway...Sorry if this is kinda random and personal, I think I've said it before but this blog is basically my diary...I write whatever is on my heart so you pretty much get a peek into my mind.
One of the things I was struggling with was Gods love, it seemed to me as though God must not love me. But as I was kneeling by my bed last night pleading with God, the the quote popped in my head "our greatest fear for the future is to forget how God has led us in the past". Here I am thinking that God isn't love, when throughout my life he has proved the utter opposite. It was almost as if a little tiny voice was saying in the back of my mind "why dont you trust me?". My goal is to make that little tiny voice into a BIG VOICE, a voice that controls my every action. It's almost as f I've pushed that voice further and further away so that It's barely audible.
Anyway...Lets just say that my christian experience isn't the most easy thing in the world. Sometimes I wish that it was as easy as pilgrims progress. I know...He had to fight giants and lions and demons and ghouls and all other sorts of dangers....But honestly if I knew that Christ was waiting at the end and if I made it through I would be saved then I could do it. I would rather fend of monsters on the journey then to never know for certain sure that I'm going to heaven. I know that if I'm a real christian I should know that but I dont...I'm not perfect. I want to be with all my heart but I'm not...not even close. I guess it's just an upward battle that I'll have to keep fighting.
I wanna be a martyr....I think that would be the best way to die. Sorry...I know thats a little bit random but I've been thinking about it alot. A friend and I were playing a game where we made a list of ways we could possibly die...morbid right? But anyway...I could get shot or trampled by a cow or drown or get into a car accident, or get killed by an axe murderer or blow up in chemistry or die in my sleep or...well you get the point. My friend said that he'd like to die saving someones life but just think about it, if you were a martyr you could save peoples eternal life just by your witness. I hope that if I died like that I would be all strong and singing from the stake or whatever...but I'd probably be screaming bloody murder...I mean sheesh...it's gotta hurt right? But God could take away the pain if that was the best thing. But then again I dont want to die...I want to live to see Jesus come. I think it'd be so boring to be coming up at the same time when all the dead people are coming outa their graves and the mountains are crumbling and the angels are blowing trumpets. I wanna be there for the whole thing! I know that we're supposed to be like....hidign in caves and whatnot but I would so much rather be in prison. I mean...Jesus suffered so much for me that I want to repay him somehow...I know it would hurt him to see me suffer but I wouldn't really mind I think...Just to show him how much I love him, that I'm willing to die for him, to suffer for him.
Anyway...Sorry if this is kinda random and personal, I think I've said it before but this blog is basically my diary...I write whatever is on my heart so you pretty much get a peek into my mind.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Future
Well I haven't written in quite while! We've been on tour in Las Vegas.
I'm really glad to be "home" after being gone for almost 2 weeks, it starts to take a toll on you when you wait in a line of 20 people for a shower.
I have sooo much to do today it aint even funny...I need to finish all my chemistry homework and then study for the test we have tomorrow, then I need to do all my socials homework or at least make a dent in it, do my spring cleaning because for some odd reason I just feel like having a really clean room, and me and Julie are gonna go to the gym this afternoon! I'm hungry...I just bought some ramen though! I (shrewdly) having no Canadian or American money bought it with my Italian. :) I mean seriously I'm probably not going back to Italy for at least a year.
I'm trying to decide what to do this summer, I sent an application into youth rush to go canvassing this summer but I'm not sure if that's Gods plan or not. But I know that he'll open and shut doors where he sees fit so I don't need to stress over if I get it or not. The one problem that keeps popping back up is that I need to do a bunch of credits this summer in order to graduate. So...I'm going to do the unthinkable! I'm not going anywhere for spring break so I'm going to see how much I can get done during that time. I still have to work half the day but hopefully I can spend the rest of the day studying. I know that I always say I'm going to do things and most of the time it never gets done but I'm breaking that habit!
I've also been thinking more about college and I've decided that I need to stop limiting God. I've kinda told him to pick between my 2 choices but..what if he wants me to go to school in Morocco? Or maybe not go at all and go straight into mission work. I don't know. All I know is that I want to go to the mission field as soon as college ends. Or I might go a year after my first year as a student missionary. If I got o CUC I want to take elementary education and use it in the mission field. Or if I end up going to southern I'll take missions. So far I think those are the only 2 that have stuck out to me as serious options. Walla walla and Andrews are too expensive. And union...well I don't want to go there. All in all...I really hope it's Gods plan for me to go to CUC but as I said before it's up to God.
I'm really glad to be "home" after being gone for almost 2 weeks, it starts to take a toll on you when you wait in a line of 20 people for a shower.
I have sooo much to do today it aint even funny...I need to finish all my chemistry homework and then study for the test we have tomorrow, then I need to do all my socials homework or at least make a dent in it, do my spring cleaning because for some odd reason I just feel like having a really clean room, and me and Julie are gonna go to the gym this afternoon! I'm hungry...I just bought some ramen though! I (shrewdly) having no Canadian or American money bought it with my Italian. :) I mean seriously I'm probably not going back to Italy for at least a year.
I'm trying to decide what to do this summer, I sent an application into youth rush to go canvassing this summer but I'm not sure if that's Gods plan or not. But I know that he'll open and shut doors where he sees fit so I don't need to stress over if I get it or not. The one problem that keeps popping back up is that I need to do a bunch of credits this summer in order to graduate. So...I'm going to do the unthinkable! I'm not going anywhere for spring break so I'm going to see how much I can get done during that time. I still have to work half the day but hopefully I can spend the rest of the day studying. I know that I always say I'm going to do things and most of the time it never gets done but I'm breaking that habit!
I've also been thinking more about college and I've decided that I need to stop limiting God. I've kinda told him to pick between my 2 choices but..what if he wants me to go to school in Morocco? Or maybe not go at all and go straight into mission work. I don't know. All I know is that I want to go to the mission field as soon as college ends. Or I might go a year after my first year as a student missionary. If I got o CUC I want to take elementary education and use it in the mission field. Or if I end up going to southern I'll take missions. So far I think those are the only 2 that have stuck out to me as serious options. Walla walla and Andrews are too expensive. And union...well I don't want to go there. All in all...I really hope it's Gods plan for me to go to CUC but as I said before it's up to God.
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