now it is weeks away from school starting and low and behold, lara is starting. grrr stupid mother nature and on the week that i have to use a big bathroom at OSU with other people?? eww. oh well i'll get over it. it'll just be a new experience. yearbook camp is going to be so much fun though. we're going to set up all this stuff for this year and brainstorm a little,,,or a lot to figure out the theame and the cover we want, oh and i get to take a few classes on how to design pages since i'm the editor with mrs. davis. i have a lot of responsibilities this year...like what you might ask...well i'll tell you
*editting the school yearbook
*being on worship team (((eeep!)))
*volleyball
*taking care of my car
*finding a job after the season is out
and the big gasper!
**getting all A's and B's**
this is going to be a tuff year but i'll get over it i guess and just put the pettal to the metal. :D ok well i'm off to shower and other such things so i can go see briibutt...byyye
Monday, August 4, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
my life...wow
my life is different these days. I love all my friends and everyone else annoys me. But oh wait! low and behold...I don't see my friends because it's summer. I just can't wait for summer...to be over. I'm applying for a job tomorrow and hopefully will have the interview by Thursday cause I told my dad it would be then cause I was tired of him riding me about getting a job. I got a car that he loves for me except it's not safe enough for him. He keeps on pointing out how this car and that car would be great first cars for me instead of Adam...it's not like I will drive stupidly with it...I just have the music up louder than it should be is all. Ugh...my world is so upside down. I wish I could sort through it but no one seems to really be able to help...you know like really help, all they do is make it worse. When I'm with people though, then all the cloudy skies turn to sunshine...I like the sun. Then I feel sick, like I shouldn't enjoy myself, it's like I'm punishing myself for having fun. I want to have fun...I am a girl after all aren't I??? This is just getting to be too much. I need help but won't ask for it. So all I do is write a blog about it and call it quits. I love my life...
I'm going to work out tomorrow at the school. I hope KP is back all ready cause life is needing some sort of regularity in it besides another day of boredom. night...
I'm going to work out tomorrow at the school. I hope KP is back all ready cause life is needing some sort of regularity in it besides another day of boredom. night...
Saturday, May 31, 2008
A walk in the park
Don't you love waking up and noticing it is past 9 a.m. and then falling back asleep to find out when you wake up again that it's 10:30? those days are amazing. Then they turn into a different day...a day that is not so fulfilling, not so warm, not so anything really, just there. I ate bacon which made it different from normal :D meat. Now I'm hungry but don't want food. I guess I'll just go eat a donut, probably not though. We sang today at the "Grand Opening" of a bank today. "We" meaning the ensemble minus seniors and other bums. it was fun. I had a solo that I thought went well and there was this girl, her name was Rebeca and she came up where we were singing and tried to sing with us. It was really cute. You could tell she was a little slow. You know how people look different when they are born with a birth defect. Well I decided that she shouldn't be left out so I had her stand next to me and other such things. She was actually very musically inclined. she was a little off beat cause she didn't know the words but besides that she did very well. People kept on saying good job and stuff but i didn't understand...I didn't do it to get noticed or anything...I just figured that if she was going to be up there then we shouldn't ignore her, but that we should show God's love or something. I don't know. I just feel so happy to have met her and she is definitely a talented girl. I don't even know where I was going with this. Bye all.
Lara
Lara
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
a few original poems by yours truly
Write Enough?
Lara
You told me to write it all out
You said just let it all go.
Well you can know without a doubt.
That I’m writing now.
You said I could trust you
You said you wouldn’t hurt me
Now I don’t know what to do
And you can’t even see.
I don’t know what I did
To deserve all of this
What did I say
To make you feel this way?
Please tell me now!
Now that I’m writing it all out
Maybe if I write enough…
If I give you enough stanzas…
Then you will understand;
I’d write till I lost my hand.
But I could easily say it in two lines
And I never will admit it…
Because I gave you my trust
And then you broke it.
White Dove
Lara
I’ve been running an endless race.
Against myself, life, and space…
It does me no good --
That’s where I finally understood
I slap myself a thousand times;
Even I can read the signs!
This fear is just too much;
As I stand in death’s clutch;
And as I see the White Dove…
You save me again with your love?
And as the White Dove comes to me;
That’s when you get to see
What a cliché that this is the best day of my life
Funny…I imagined it when I would be your wife
This fear is gone;
The pain disappeared with the dawn.
Now you can live through this life --
As the boy who held my knife.
Dirty Dishes
Lara
When we would walk
I’d hold your hand
But things didn’t come out
Quite the way I’d planned
A few months later
We stood by your grave
And it hurt me so much
To give that last goodbye wave.
I will miss you
For the rest of my life
I will want you
In the middle of the night
Tossing and turning
Wishing and yearning
To have you back.
I’ll miss you
When I turn thirty
Just thinking about
How these dishes are dirty
Remembering the chores with you
And all the things
We used to do.
I can’t let you go
And I want you to know
I’ll always miss you dearly
I miss you dearly.
He gets you now though…
And only that thought makes me smile.
Gray Skies
Lara
If I could paint us a picture
Of someplace to go to
I’d paint a dark room
Where no one could see
what we do
I’d sit there
holding on to you.
Now that you’re gone
And I miss you so dearly
The skies have turned gray
And I love you so clearly
Come back to me
Cause night is like needles
And day is like fire
I need you beside me
All my life seems so dire
Without you
Come back to me.
Please…
Expectations
Lara
At the age of three
You are expected
To be able to hold it…
For the most part
At the age of ten
You are expected
To be able to clean your room…
For the most part
At the age of thirteen
You are expected
To be able to be intelligent…
For the most part
And now…
At the age of sixteen
I am expected
To not play in the soap suds’ bubbles…
For the most part.
Lara
You told me to write it all out
You said just let it all go.
Well you can know without a doubt.
That I’m writing now.
You said I could trust you
You said you wouldn’t hurt me
Now I don’t know what to do
And you can’t even see.
I don’t know what I did
To deserve all of this
What did I say
To make you feel this way?
Please tell me now!
Now that I’m writing it all out
Maybe if I write enough…
If I give you enough stanzas…
Then you will understand;
I’d write till I lost my hand.
But I could easily say it in two lines
And I never will admit it…
Because I gave you my trust
And then you broke it.
White Dove
Lara
I’ve been running an endless race.
Against myself, life, and space…
It does me no good --
That’s where I finally understood
I slap myself a thousand times;
Even I can read the signs!
This fear is just too much;
As I stand in death’s clutch;
And as I see the White Dove…
You save me again with your love?
And as the White Dove comes to me;
That’s when you get to see
What a cliché that this is the best day of my life
Funny…I imagined it when I would be your wife
This fear is gone;
The pain disappeared with the dawn.
Now you can live through this life --
As the boy who held my knife.
Dirty Dishes
Lara
When we would walk
I’d hold your hand
But things didn’t come out
Quite the way I’d planned
A few months later
We stood by your grave
And it hurt me so much
To give that last goodbye wave.
I will miss you
For the rest of my life
I will want you
In the middle of the night
Tossing and turning
Wishing and yearning
To have you back.
I’ll miss you
When I turn thirty
Just thinking about
How these dishes are dirty
Remembering the chores with you
And all the things
We used to do.
I can’t let you go
And I want you to know
I’ll always miss you dearly
I miss you dearly.
He gets you now though…
And only that thought makes me smile.
Gray Skies
Lara
If I could paint us a picture
Of someplace to go to
I’d paint a dark room
Where no one could see
what we do
I’d sit there
holding on to you.
Now that you’re gone
And I miss you so dearly
The skies have turned gray
And I love you so clearly
Come back to me
Cause night is like needles
And day is like fire
I need you beside me
All my life seems so dire
Without you
Come back to me.
Please…
Expectations
Lara
At the age of three
You are expected
To be able to hold it…
For the most part
At the age of ten
You are expected
To be able to clean your room…
For the most part
At the age of thirteen
You are expected
To be able to be intelligent…
For the most part
And now…
At the age of sixteen
I am expected
To not play in the soap suds’ bubbles…
For the most part.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Ice Cream and a Bus
Lara
World Lit
Narrative Essay
April 29, 2008
Ice Cream and A Bus
“My stomach doesn’t feel so good Coach. See that’s why I’m eating ice cream Coach. Ice cream heals upset stomachs. So no worries Coach, I’ll be fine for the ride home.” I so foolishly said to Coach Person at the McDonalds on the way home from one of our away basketball games. The team did great, all four of them. We had victories straight across the board and all were content with the way things had gone. It must be admitted though that the closest thing to helping the team win is that I carried the water bottles over to the JV Girls bench for them. I am the team manager for them. Very hard business it is, managing for a basketball team, but that is beside the point. The point is that…well I think you’ll find out soon enough.
If you were to ask Coach Pearson what I had said or done you would get a different story than this one. In this story I would be painted as a sweet but naïve girl. It is entirely possible that her side is more interesting and more entertaining, and my side could be too if I were willing to stretch the truth a little, a lot. This is my side of the story…the real thing.
One thing must be cleared up before I get started though. I am not naturally of a sickly nature, but it must be admitted that over the summer break I had indeed became on a first name relationship with my doctor and got many a “you again?” looks from nurses in the office. I am not normally weak, surely not for I was once known as the power house of the volleyball team. I have never been much of an invalid. I just had a sickness that liked to hold onto me is all. This sickness would come up at random times in the day. And as random as it came it would leave. Strangely enough it would occur when the male gender was presently talking to me or in close proximity, but that is probably irrelevant.
I had happened to be riding in the far back seat of the bus (safe to sit in on the way to a game but not so much on the way home, in the dark) with all the nauseatingly “oh-so-dating” couples around me. As I sat in the afore mentioned seat I was being taunted for my very sitting the luggage chair. It seemed that the seat itself shoved my lack of strings in my face. And that is all that a “couple” is, a pair of strings that you painfully sew in and then have torn out with only the blood and scars to show for it. There is nothing so great about all this “dating” nonsense. I’m not bitter about my singleness as people think, it’s just an observation from a younger sister to an older and rabid dating sister. All the more I can say is this…who’s not being danced around by love on the puppet strings and being made a fool of? That’s right, the girl eating the ice cream. Now back to the story…
It was dark outside and I was starting to get tired of being on a bus like everyone else that was on the bus was feeling. Smiling at my new lace up ballet wedges that I had purchased the day before, I turned on some tunes and looked out the window. There is something about night time that makes me think many a thought. This night happened to bring a line of thoughts like…
I love the night time (it always starts like this). It’s so amazingly beautiful and full of mystery. God is a poet. There could be no doubt about it. Only a poet could come up with something as beautiful as the night time. And then be able to make a new one every night that is never the same as the night before. We all know there is something thrilling and irresistible about not being able to see more than a foot away. It makes us feel like we are walking on the wild side, like we are daring the night to do it’s worst and then we laugh at ourselves for thinking that the sound next to us was a mass murderer talked about on the radio the other day (he was caught by the way). But what is truly out there? Angels? Demons? Lost Souls? Anything could be out there. The night holds an infinite amount of possibilities. A child’s monster comes alive at night, if only to be a shadow on the wall. Wicked me get the confidence to do wicked things that the sun would stop other wise. How can men be so wicked? Could anyone that I know ever do something so terrible as kill a man? When you take the place of God you are not going to get very far in life and that man will pay for it on judgment day. How like a man to think he can take the place of God.
And so my thoughts went. A little bit deeper than what I usually entertain, but nonetheless very true. Then that feeling came up inside of me. That wretched and horrid feeling of Mount Vesuvius getting ready to cover Pompeii with lava…or in my case luggage with ice cream.
I luckily had time to move the school bags and the luggage. I looked madly for that Big Town Hero bag that had been right there two minutes ago but of course since I needed it I couldn’t see it anywhere, how like a man, but by then it was too late. “Ugh, what is that smell?“ and “Is she puking?“ or my personal favorite “How’s that ice cream doing for you Lara?” were some of the lovely comments that I heard float back to me from the front of the bus. My favorite part was when a garbage bag was passed back to me after I had spilt all of my stomach contents. I won’t go into details about the actual projecting of the stomach contents, but let’s just say that…
World Lit
Narrative Essay
April 29, 2008
Ice Cream and A Bus
“My stomach doesn’t feel so good Coach. See that’s why I’m eating ice cream Coach. Ice cream heals upset stomachs. So no worries Coach, I’ll be fine for the ride home.” I so foolishly said to Coach Person at the McDonalds on the way home from one of our away basketball games. The team did great, all four of them. We had victories straight across the board and all were content with the way things had gone. It must be admitted though that the closest thing to helping the team win is that I carried the water bottles over to the JV Girls bench for them. I am the team manager for them. Very hard business it is, managing for a basketball team, but that is beside the point. The point is that…well I think you’ll find out soon enough.
If you were to ask Coach Pearson what I had said or done you would get a different story than this one. In this story I would be painted as a sweet but naïve girl. It is entirely possible that her side is more interesting and more entertaining, and my side could be too if I were willing to stretch the truth a little, a lot. This is my side of the story…the real thing.
One thing must be cleared up before I get started though. I am not naturally of a sickly nature, but it must be admitted that over the summer break I had indeed became on a first name relationship with my doctor and got many a “you again?” looks from nurses in the office. I am not normally weak, surely not for I was once known as the power house of the volleyball team. I have never been much of an invalid. I just had a sickness that liked to hold onto me is all. This sickness would come up at random times in the day. And as random as it came it would leave. Strangely enough it would occur when the male gender was presently talking to me or in close proximity, but that is probably irrelevant.
I had happened to be riding in the far back seat of the bus (safe to sit in on the way to a game but not so much on the way home, in the dark) with all the nauseatingly “oh-so-dating” couples around me. As I sat in the afore mentioned seat I was being taunted for my very sitting the luggage chair. It seemed that the seat itself shoved my lack of strings in my face. And that is all that a “couple” is, a pair of strings that you painfully sew in and then have torn out with only the blood and scars to show for it. There is nothing so great about all this “dating” nonsense. I’m not bitter about my singleness as people think, it’s just an observation from a younger sister to an older and rabid dating sister. All the more I can say is this…who’s not being danced around by love on the puppet strings and being made a fool of? That’s right, the girl eating the ice cream. Now back to the story…
It was dark outside and I was starting to get tired of being on a bus like everyone else that was on the bus was feeling. Smiling at my new lace up ballet wedges that I had purchased the day before, I turned on some tunes and looked out the window. There is something about night time that makes me think many a thought. This night happened to bring a line of thoughts like…
I love the night time (it always starts like this). It’s so amazingly beautiful and full of mystery. God is a poet. There could be no doubt about it. Only a poet could come up with something as beautiful as the night time. And then be able to make a new one every night that is never the same as the night before. We all know there is something thrilling and irresistible about not being able to see more than a foot away. It makes us feel like we are walking on the wild side, like we are daring the night to do it’s worst and then we laugh at ourselves for thinking that the sound next to us was a mass murderer talked about on the radio the other day (he was caught by the way). But what is truly out there? Angels? Demons? Lost Souls? Anything could be out there. The night holds an infinite amount of possibilities. A child’s monster comes alive at night, if only to be a shadow on the wall. Wicked me get the confidence to do wicked things that the sun would stop other wise. How can men be so wicked? Could anyone that I know ever do something so terrible as kill a man? When you take the place of God you are not going to get very far in life and that man will pay for it on judgment day. How like a man to think he can take the place of God.
And so my thoughts went. A little bit deeper than what I usually entertain, but nonetheless very true. Then that feeling came up inside of me. That wretched and horrid feeling of Mount Vesuvius getting ready to cover Pompeii with lava…or in my case luggage with ice cream.
I luckily had time to move the school bags and the luggage. I looked madly for that Big Town Hero bag that had been right there two minutes ago but of course since I needed it I couldn’t see it anywhere, how like a man, but by then it was too late. “Ugh, what is that smell?“ and “Is she puking?“ or my personal favorite “How’s that ice cream doing for you Lara?” were some of the lovely comments that I heard float back to me from the front of the bus. My favorite part was when a garbage bag was passed back to me after I had spilt all of my stomach contents. I won’t go into details about the actual projecting of the stomach contents, but let’s just say that…
- My shoes did not stay clean.
- Dairy can smell bad if left alone for more than an hour and should not be shaken so much.
- Axe body spray covers up the terrible smell if applied at regular intervals.
- People do not appreciate having all the windows down on the way home from a game.
- People do not appreciate the smell of old ice cream even more and
- Ice cream does NOT heal all stomach problems.
Saturday, April 5, 2008
on the brink of tears
So here I am on the brink of tears cause I had to go and be snoopy and find out what I didn't want to know. I wish I didn't know what i know now. I mean I knew that it was happening but now it's all the more real and true. I wish it was just something that I knew was happening but didn't have real hard evidence of it till now. And now all I want to do is cry and scream and puke and throw something. And it just makes me so mad because I don't think that I can talk about this to anyone at all because it's...complicated. Ugh, I need a pillar, I need my sturdy foundation...where is my foundation! All I am is a puddle of tears anymore, tears in the sand of the worldly life...if I were in a better mood I might be able to see the poeticalness of that, so one of my readers will just have to write the poem for it cause I am incapable of it.
Pray please, pray that it isn't true, that it's all been a dream, and that we're all back on the playground in grade school with nothing more important than who gets to be the princess today. And please just pray that nothing comes out of my mouth but what is needed to be said.
Lara
Pray please, pray that it isn't true, that it's all been a dream, and that we're all back on the playground in grade school with nothing more important than who gets to be the princess today. And please just pray that nothing comes out of my mouth but what is needed to be said.
Lara
huuhhh!!!
I said I would blog and here I am, blogging :D. so tonight equals great amounts of fun. we [being Taylor, Megan, Jennie, and I] went bowling but you need to hear the entire evening to know exactly how much fun we had :D...
It all started on a rainy night...ok so it wasn't raining and it wasn't night time...yet. We had been planning a night of bowling fun with Ross and a few other people but that all blew up when Ross said he had to work tomorrow so he wasn't allowed to come join in on the fun. this is around 6:18.
Well Megan is all ready at Taylor's house so I figure, Hey, why don't I just walk over there and we could hang out at his place? so of course I walk over and we hang for a few minutes...then we walk to safeway to get some ice cream (((you know those ones that are like one actual serving size that no one would truly eat in one sitting))) just we went too far so we walked past Dutch Bros and Taylor decided to get a mocha. The guy was new at Dutch so when Taylor first ordered he was like "huuh???" but he caught on soon enough and then we were on our way to the ice cream ;D
Now this may shock you all in a very deep way. It is hard to say because Taylor and Megan are my friends and truly are good at heart, but there is something you should know about them...THEY BROKE THE LAW NO LESS THAN FIVE TIMES TONIGHT!!!! I know you are all thinking not Taylor, not Megan! but it is sadly true. Those we thought we knew always shock us in the most...shocking...ways.
What was this horrific thing that they did? This law that they violated so carelessly? Well right before my eyes...they crossed the street. You think oh that's not that bad...but alas i must kill your thought before it starts even. The walk sign was not on...no indeed it was on the STOP sign. I am sorry you all had to learn this from me but it is true and "the truth always outs" apparently so I thought I should hold to that little saying :D
SOOOooo, after that we headed over to Courtney Creek Christian Book Store and Supplies to listen to some live music. We get to the door and the commentary went something like this...
Taylor:"Ugh, it's some old guy singing, let's just stay out here."
Lara:"But it's cold out here and it can't be that bad"
Megan:*sits on the sidewalk and is ignored*
Taylor:"Let's just go somewhere else guys."
Lara:"No I want to look at the stuff in there and it's too cold out here!"
Taylor:"Fine..." **opens door**
Lara:"Hey I know that guy! He's in Jordan's Promise. He goes to my old church! He's a good singer isn't he.
Later that evening...
Taylor:"This guy is pretty good"
Megan:"Oh yeah, he's got an amazing voice"
Lara:"Aren't you glad we came in now??"
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Lara always wins.
So then we got picked up by Taylors mom and went back to his house where we proceeded to listen to him ply music and then sing along until Jennie showed up to give us a ride to the bowling alley...and leave Haley at home with three guys...and Brucy. lol :D we had a bang up good time at the alley and I bet my neck is going to be soar tomorrow because of all the head banging I did. Meg N Cheese was crazy and just started breaking out the moves, it was fun to let go and be a kid for once, I need to do that more often. Strangely enough though i started to feel sick and guilty half way through...but I'll think about that and try to figure it out later today because in case you didn't look at my time spot on this post, it's 12:52. So Good Morning to you!! :D and Good Night.
Lara
It all started on a rainy night...ok so it wasn't raining and it wasn't night time...yet. We had been planning a night of bowling fun with Ross and a few other people but that all blew up when Ross said he had to work tomorrow so he wasn't allowed to come join in on the fun. this is around 6:18.
Well Megan is all ready at Taylor's house so I figure, Hey, why don't I just walk over there and we could hang out at his place? so of course I walk over and we hang for a few minutes...then we walk to safeway to get some ice cream (((you know those ones that are like one actual serving size that no one would truly eat in one sitting))) just we went too far so we walked past Dutch Bros and Taylor decided to get a mocha. The guy was new at Dutch so when Taylor first ordered he was like "huuh???" but he caught on soon enough and then we were on our way to the ice cream ;D
Now this may shock you all in a very deep way. It is hard to say because Taylor and Megan are my friends and truly are good at heart, but there is something you should know about them...THEY BROKE THE LAW NO LESS THAN FIVE TIMES TONIGHT!!!! I know you are all thinking not Taylor, not Megan! but it is sadly true. Those we thought we knew always shock us in the most...shocking...ways.
What was this horrific thing that they did? This law that they violated so carelessly? Well right before my eyes...they crossed the street. You think oh that's not that bad...but alas i must kill your thought before it starts even. The walk sign was not on...no indeed it was on the STOP sign. I am sorry you all had to learn this from me but it is true and "the truth always outs" apparently so I thought I should hold to that little saying :D
SOOOooo, after that we headed over to Courtney Creek Christian Book Store and Supplies to listen to some live music. We get to the door and the commentary went something like this...
Taylor:"Ugh, it's some old guy singing, let's just stay out here."
Lara:"But it's cold out here and it can't be that bad"
Megan:*sits on the sidewalk and is ignored*
Taylor:"Let's just go somewhere else guys."
Lara:"No I want to look at the stuff in there and it's too cold out here!"
Taylor:"Fine..." **opens door**
Lara:"Hey I know that guy! He's in Jordan's Promise. He goes to my old church! He's a good singer isn't he.
Later that evening...
Taylor:"This guy is pretty good"
Megan:"Oh yeah, he's got an amazing voice"
Lara:"Aren't you glad we came in now??"
:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
Lara always wins.
So then we got picked up by Taylors mom and went back to his house where we proceeded to listen to him ply music and then sing along until Jennie showed up to give us a ride to the bowling alley...and leave Haley at home with three guys...and Brucy. lol :D we had a bang up good time at the alley and I bet my neck is going to be soar tomorrow because of all the head banging I did. Meg N Cheese was crazy and just started breaking out the moves, it was fun to let go and be a kid for once, I need to do that more often. Strangely enough though i started to feel sick and guilty half way through...but I'll think about that and try to figure it out later today because in case you didn't look at my time spot on this post, it's 12:52. So Good Morning to you!! :D and Good Night.
Lara
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
there is no spoon
so yesterday i had this deep thought and i was going to blog about it but now i don't remember it so you will have to do with the story of today....
sumo wrestling.. :D
so hope was being a brat
and i was in a giggly mood
and there was my room with two pillows in it
so what does this all mean?
.....,,...
it means that i grabbed both of them
and threw one at hope
and did the duck and cover routine
:D
so she puts in front of her gut
and i call her a fatty
we share a glance
and both smack our legs down
((sumo like you know?))
we were in the kitchen
does this sound smart?
i think not
........................................................................
now that you're laughing, i'm listening to sway sang by michael buble...i love his voice, he just takes the song further than it was before, he keeps true to the "oldie-ness" of it but he adds a bit of modern sound to it ... and i'm also watching t.v. and just saw a tupperware historian....only at midnight on the food channel :D:D:D:D sad...
well my devoted, i'm off to dream about tupperware and country music...maybe my john will be there again...i'll explain that one later...no not shaver boy Jo :D
****Peace sign and a dorky smilE****
Lara
sumo wrestling.. :D
so hope was being a brat
and i was in a giggly mood
and there was my room with two pillows in it
so what does this all mean?
.....,,...
it means that i grabbed both of them
and threw one at hope
and did the duck and cover routine
:D
so she puts in front of her gut
and i call her a fatty
we share a glance
and both smack our legs down
((sumo like you know?))
we were in the kitchen
does this sound smart?
i think not
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now that you're laughing, i'm listening to sway sang by michael buble...i love his voice, he just takes the song further than it was before, he keeps true to the "oldie-ness" of it but he adds a bit of modern sound to it ... and i'm also watching t.v. and just saw a tupperware historian....only at midnight on the food channel :D:D:D:D sad...
well my devoted, i'm off to dream about tupperware and country music...maybe my john will be there again...i'll explain that one later...no not shaver boy Jo :D
****Peace sign and a dorky smilE****
Lara
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Draw a line
So i've been talking to mr. mac a bit and we've decided that i put too much on myself and don't let anyone else take up my own problems and then i heard this song last night and i just truly felt the feelings behind the song...it's by Trisha Yearwood.
Everything in moderation, that's the way it's always been
Never gettin' out of control - never hanging it out
Always reelin' it in
I saved my money for a rainy day
But now I've had enough of playin' it safe
I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast
Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past
I wanna spend too much, I wanna stay too late
I'm gonna roar too loud, I'm gonna be that way
I wanna play too hard, I wanna go too far
I'm the one they all depend on
Sensible, predictable, and strong
But every now and then,
I feel like I've played that role too long
I need to rock the boat, I need to speak my mind
Just this once let it all unwind
I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast
Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past
I wanna spend too much, I wanna stay too late
I'm gonna roar too loud, I'm gonna be that way
I wanna play too hard, I wanna go too far
I've gotta set this spirit free
That's hiding here inside
I feel like a bird in a cage
It's time for me to fly
Everything in moderation, that's the way it's always been
Never gettin' out of control - never hanging it out
Always reelin' it in
I saved my money for a rainy day
But now I've had enough of playin' it safe
I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast
Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past
I wanna spend too much, I wanna stay too late
I'm gonna roar too loud, I'm gonna be that way
I wanna play too hard, I wanna go too far
I'm the one they all depend on
Sensible, predictable, and strong
But every now and then,
I feel like I've played that role too long
I need to rock the boat, I need to speak my mind
Just this once let it all unwind
I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast
Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past
I wanna spend too much, I wanna stay too late
I'm gonna roar too loud, I'm gonna be that way
I wanna play too hard, I wanna go too far
I've gotta set this spirit free
That's hiding here inside
I feel like a bird in a cage
It's time for me to fly
Thursday, February 28, 2008
so it's goodbye again
ok so you all know that hope is going to africa in a few days with my dad to do a medical clinic and such since she is to be a doctor...what you don't know is that i had a total breakdown today and had to leave school cause i freaked out about them leaving...especially my dad cause it's goodbye again to quote John Denver. i act all cool about it and such but i really do mind it when he leaves cause there is that stupid and treacherous voice in the back of my head saying he won't come back and that scares me a lot. and i'm also majorly tired and don't feel good on top of all of this so it's making me think that i'm making myself sick again from worrying and i missed being able to talk to mr. mac today cause i came home and tomorrow i'm missing the whole day cause mom wants us girls to go have a day before hope leaves and i sorta don't want to do it cause i would rather be able to talk to mr. mac before they leave so that i don't just burst into his room monday morning crying and saying.."there gone and never coming back!" cause that's how it would happen and there is no doubt about it. i cry every time i talk to anyone about anything serious and it bugs me because i never used to cry and that is a really long sentence...i feel almost out of breath.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
constelations...
the world would be far better if it went like all Jane Austen novels. Every girl finds heartbreak in the wrong man, a Mr. Wickam, or perhaps a Mr. Crawford, God forbid even a Mr. Willoughby, but then continues on to find some man in the Clergy like Edward Ferrars, or Edmund Bertram, or a rich Mr. Darcy, or Mr. Knightly. and they go off into the sunset without a care in the world. but alas, it cannot work that way. we only get half the tale if any in this world. but that is probably all our own faults.
you may wonder at my talking so much about Jane Austen but it is all because i have been watching each of the movies, well most of them, in the form of BBC or some other such way. i have not seen Emma, Persuasion, or all of Northanger Abbey(but i do not wish to see the last one). it makes me laugh to see how much the author loves clergy men, just think of it...
Pride and Prejudice-Wickam says he wants to be one and would were it not for Darcy and Lizzy starts to fall for him.
Mansfield Park-Fanny falls in love with Edmund and he is bound to be a clergyman since he is not the eldest son
Sense and Sensibility-Edward Ferrars falls in love with Elenor and they end up getting hitched even though he is to become a clergyman.
Northanger Abbey-Henry gets Catherine in the end to love him and all seeing as he is a clergyman
Emma-George is not a clergyman but he is a landowner so he is not a loathsome business man or anything like that, and he gets Emma
Persuasion-a naval officer which means that he can marry people which is practically a clergyman...well maybe not but close enough
so 4 out of 6 men in 6 books are clergymen. i love it :D and all of the heroines are portrayed as not of their time, you know like they are so very different from the people of that time. i love how Austen just separates her characters from everyone else like that. so easily and so obviously. they can never be similar to anyone else but you can easily see the things that they have in common with each other. all being avid book worms :D
i have decided that i will read straight through the book hope bought me that contains 4 out of 6 of Jane Austen's books (excluding Mansfield Park and Northanger Abbey) after i have completed my Anne of Green Gables Series, which i happen to love at the moment even if i am a little shocked at the thought of Anne and Gilbert's first child dieing the same day she is born, i don't care if it makes sense so that Anne and Leslie can be close friends with no wall, i hate to see Anne suffer so. but it doesn't matter cause i all ready know that they have 6 kids in the end :D can't wait to read about Anne and Gilbert as parents, that'll be interesting. but for now i must be off for a woman is yelling for me to be off :D
Lara
you may wonder at my talking so much about Jane Austen but it is all because i have been watching each of the movies, well most of them, in the form of BBC or some other such way. i have not seen Emma, Persuasion, or all of Northanger Abbey(but i do not wish to see the last one). it makes me laugh to see how much the author loves clergy men, just think of it...
Pride and Prejudice-Wickam says he wants to be one and would were it not for Darcy and Lizzy starts to fall for him.
Mansfield Park-Fanny falls in love with Edmund and he is bound to be a clergyman since he is not the eldest son
Sense and Sensibility-Edward Ferrars falls in love with Elenor and they end up getting hitched even though he is to become a clergyman.
Northanger Abbey-Henry gets Catherine in the end to love him and all seeing as he is a clergyman
Emma-George is not a clergyman but he is a landowner so he is not a loathsome business man or anything like that, and he gets Emma
Persuasion-a naval officer which means that he can marry people which is practically a clergyman...well maybe not but close enough
so 4 out of 6 men in 6 books are clergymen. i love it :D and all of the heroines are portrayed as not of their time, you know like they are so very different from the people of that time. i love how Austen just separates her characters from everyone else like that. so easily and so obviously. they can never be similar to anyone else but you can easily see the things that they have in common with each other. all being avid book worms :D
i have decided that i will read straight through the book hope bought me that contains 4 out of 6 of Jane Austen's books (excluding Mansfield Park and Northanger Abbey) after i have completed my Anne of Green Gables Series, which i happen to love at the moment even if i am a little shocked at the thought of Anne and Gilbert's first child dieing the same day she is born, i don't care if it makes sense so that Anne and Leslie can be close friends with no wall, i hate to see Anne suffer so. but it doesn't matter cause i all ready know that they have 6 kids in the end :D can't wait to read about Anne and Gilbert as parents, that'll be interesting. but for now i must be off for a woman is yelling for me to be off :D
Lara
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
contacts.suck
so here i am with drying contacts in my eyes and a buzzing cellphone in my lap...hehe tickles...we just lost to Western Mennonite but it was a pretty good game in my eyes. i took pictures and such but found the card reader in the classroom was broken, but have no fear for Lara has the answer... you see i have too many card readers just lying around my house so i'll bring one in and we'll just have to use that one until the school can buy a new one, i hope it was the school's and not Mrs. Davis' though cause that would suck majorly. i left a note saying that it was broken and that i didn't do it but i don't think she will believe me on that one. i'm trying to come up with a good question for my men's basketball page and what not and it's just starting to bug me to think that i have to write yet another body copy and then find a picture to put up for this and that. i need to go to sleep though so i will see you alls laters.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^lovely grammar for a future English major no?^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Lara
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^lovely grammar for a future English major no?^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Lara
Thursday, January 31, 2008
So we dress up like princesses and find the frog at our side///?
MASQUERADE!!! yayayayayayayay!!! so i can't wait...how about you? i hear someone is going to dress up like a crotchety old lady :D [[[gotta love Mrs. Davis!]]] I'm excited though I'm scared I will get a little cold. My dress is a little on the short side but all I need is my boots and I'll be good to go. I hope it all turns out well because Katie (((Ellis))) has been planning and working on it long and hard + last years slightly was a let down. My dress goes swish though so no matter what I'll be entertained :D
and now for something completely different...
lack of sleep...how many hours on average is a student supposed to get?? well I'll tell you what the average for my class from what I've heard is...4-6 hours, now the average we're supposed to get...7-9 hours...10 if you're on the younger side of the teen years...if so I'm sorry but we've all been there :D me...I seem to require 10-12 hours in order to function correctly.
you may wonder at my mentioning sleep right now...well I am tired and plan on going to bed in the next ten minutes...so night good all to and to all a good night.
:D:D:D:D:D:D
Lara
and now for something completely different...
lack of sleep...how many hours on average is a student supposed to get?? well I'll tell you what the average for my class from what I've heard is...4-6 hours, now the average we're supposed to get...7-9 hours...10 if you're on the younger side of the teen years...if so I'm sorry but we've all been there :D me...I seem to require 10-12 hours in order to function correctly.
you may wonder at my mentioning sleep right now...well I am tired and plan on going to bed in the next ten minutes...so night good all to and to all a good night.
:D:D:D:D:D:D
Lara
Monday, January 28, 2008
ok then
as some of you may know, i've not been doing so good lately. i've had several problems keeping up with school work and have had a decreasing interest in food. ((as i sit next to the 2 hour cold baked potato and chili)) on top of this i find myself not trusting men more and more. it seems that no matter how much i wish to feel comfortable around them i can't do it. with some i start to feel quezey and as we all know i have a tendency of barfing at the wrong time. i know i have never been a big fan of boys but i have never not trusted them so much as i do now. if they give a compliment i float it off as crap, if they sit next to me they must intend to be rude or ask me about my sister. if they say something rude or mean...well they are male so what do i expect of them? and you know what i think to myself after some looking deep inside of me?? why...why would i be so mistrusting? they haven't done anything...yet. and then i annoy myself even more thinking to myself that i'm just jinxing them by saying yet.
occasionally i fancy myself being like one of those famed heroines that had a father leave them when they were only a child and them missing the memories of their parents together but i have only one bitter thought there and that is that i have no memories to brood over. i've just found out though that none of my grandparents were too excited for my parents marriage. they didn't think they would do well together. well goo job people!! you called it!!
i have also thought that it may be because of the fact that i have seen so many failed relationships around me that i despair at the reason of even dating anyone. i mean hope has had a number of "boyfriends" and what has happened with all of them (excluding current:Aaron)? she has either tossed them off for some silly reason or she has gotten her heart broken by them. again...point please??? and my katie's engagement to paul is still an open wound. oh yes you might think that if she is over it then why aren't i but what most of you don't know or anyone for that matter is that i loved paul very much and was looking forward to his marrying into the family and that i too was mad at katie for the whole deal. i the one who yelled at hope for speaking her mind on the event, i who told Katie that i didn't care, i who comforted her and let her tell me everything so she could tell someone who wouldn't interrupt her in her explanation, i who shook Paul's hand when they announced their engagement very business like and all, i who... oh these could go on and on.
better to be friends with the silly boys and watch them run around like fools with silly girls that will be crying over them in the weeks to come after they break her heart than to be the silly girl crying right? if only my dreams were the same. in this i mean both my sleeping dreams and my dreams for my future for unfortunately all ways of reproduction that i plan on having include a male figure unless i give up all together and adopt (((which may very well happen))) but listen to me with all my years of 16. yes by the way i am 16 as of last December so don't please be so shocked when i say that because it is indeed true. i all ready have my future planned out and all. except that i think i may still have hope in a select few of the male gender. pastors seem to be my only way out of this predicament. i feel that i would be a good pastor's wife and that i would serve them well along with serving God. i could still keep my dream for teaching alive by doing Sunday school classes with the young children and such as i do now. and i do believe that the only man that could ever keep my faith as strong and stable as i would like it to be would be a man who has devoted his life to God. besides i see working for God as a living and bringing my family up in a very much Christian based home would be just the ticket for a way to set myself up to help the needy and be a blessing to those around me.
i am happy to think on occasion that if my parents hadn't had a divorce that i wouldn't be who i am today(which i wouldn't) and i would never have met Georgia(which i wouldn't) or see my lovely nephew Chase(again i wouldn't). you see i do not find myself in the position to be pitied for any of these things. actually it annoys me when i am. i can use it as an argument to show people that no indeed my life has not been all sunshine and daisies and i have been through some hard times but none too grand. but all the same i have been blessed beyond belief with my step-mom even though in previous years after reading it in a book that i called her the "step-monster" i do dearly love her and her children and of course my little nephew Chase who is a little stud muffin. :D i have been blessed with a wonderful school and a mother determined to see me through this school no matter how much she pays for it and neglects to herself. and i have been blessed with amazing friends who love me no matter how odd or mad i may seem at times ((ok well maybe not seem but actually am :D))
you see at the beginning of this blog i was in a rage and in the middle i was ready to cry and by now i am ready to go on and face the world tomorrow with love in my eyes and a sneer on my mouth :D so this has been the proof of the healing powers of venting online for the entire world to see...planned or otherwise. :D
good night all
Lara
occasionally i fancy myself being like one of those famed heroines that had a father leave them when they were only a child and them missing the memories of their parents together but i have only one bitter thought there and that is that i have no memories to brood over. i've just found out though that none of my grandparents were too excited for my parents marriage. they didn't think they would do well together. well goo job people!! you called it!!
i have also thought that it may be because of the fact that i have seen so many failed relationships around me that i despair at the reason of even dating anyone. i mean hope has had a number of "boyfriends" and what has happened with all of them (excluding current:Aaron)? she has either tossed them off for some silly reason or she has gotten her heart broken by them. again...point please??? and my katie's engagement to paul is still an open wound. oh yes you might think that if she is over it then why aren't i but what most of you don't know or anyone for that matter is that i loved paul very much and was looking forward to his marrying into the family and that i too was mad at katie for the whole deal. i the one who yelled at hope for speaking her mind on the event, i who told Katie that i didn't care, i who comforted her and let her tell me everything so she could tell someone who wouldn't interrupt her in her explanation, i who shook Paul's hand when they announced their engagement very business like and all, i who... oh these could go on and on.
better to be friends with the silly boys and watch them run around like fools with silly girls that will be crying over them in the weeks to come after they break her heart than to be the silly girl crying right? if only my dreams were the same. in this i mean both my sleeping dreams and my dreams for my future for unfortunately all ways of reproduction that i plan on having include a male figure unless i give up all together and adopt (((which may very well happen))) but listen to me with all my years of 16. yes by the way i am 16 as of last December so don't please be so shocked when i say that because it is indeed true. i all ready have my future planned out and all. except that i think i may still have hope in a select few of the male gender. pastors seem to be my only way out of this predicament. i feel that i would be a good pastor's wife and that i would serve them well along with serving God. i could still keep my dream for teaching alive by doing Sunday school classes with the young children and such as i do now. and i do believe that the only man that could ever keep my faith as strong and stable as i would like it to be would be a man who has devoted his life to God. besides i see working for God as a living and bringing my family up in a very much Christian based home would be just the ticket for a way to set myself up to help the needy and be a blessing to those around me.
i am happy to think on occasion that if my parents hadn't had a divorce that i wouldn't be who i am today(which i wouldn't) and i would never have met Georgia(which i wouldn't) or see my lovely nephew Chase(again i wouldn't). you see i do not find myself in the position to be pitied for any of these things. actually it annoys me when i am. i can use it as an argument to show people that no indeed my life has not been all sunshine and daisies and i have been through some hard times but none too grand. but all the same i have been blessed beyond belief with my step-mom even though in previous years after reading it in a book that i called her the "step-monster" i do dearly love her and her children and of course my little nephew Chase who is a little stud muffin. :D i have been blessed with a wonderful school and a mother determined to see me through this school no matter how much she pays for it and neglects to herself. and i have been blessed with amazing friends who love me no matter how odd or mad i may seem at times ((ok well maybe not seem but actually am :D))
you see at the beginning of this blog i was in a rage and in the middle i was ready to cry and by now i am ready to go on and face the world tomorrow with love in my eyes and a sneer on my mouth :D so this has been the proof of the healing powers of venting online for the entire world to see...planned or otherwise. :D
good night all
Lara
Sunday, January 20, 2008
two words,,,finals week,,,that's all the excuse i need
January 6, 2008
God Cares by Hannah Whitall Smith
"Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, what shall we drink? or Wherewithal shall we be clothed?...for your heavenly Father Knoweth that ye have need of all these things."
~Matthew 6:31-32
"Who is the best cared for in every household? Is it not the little children? And does not the least of all, the helpless baby, receive the largest share?...This life of faith, then, consists in just this---being a child in the Father's house...Let the ways of childish confidence and freedom from care, which so please you and win your heart in your own little ones, teach you what should be your ways with God..."
Children have faith in the things that adults can't even think about without a shudder. If you ask a child a question they reply simply and without too much hesitation, ask an adult the same question and you'll get a space of silence followed by either a mumbled circular reasoning or a bold but not thought out answer with the occasional but honest, "I don't know." I wish I were able to be sure of my answer like a child but to be taken seriously like an adult. How lucky am I to be able to dance on the fence of childhood and womanhood for a few more years :D
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January 10, 2008
Our "God" Reigns by Jane Hansen
"Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee."
~Genesis 3:16
"Whatever we set our desire on will rule us. You have only to look around you to see how women, even Christian women, set their desire on men. They have turned to them to gain their approval, to be found acceptable, worthy, admired, and chosen. As a result they are ruled by them."
We as women are prone to a feeling of need for protection. We want the big strong man to keep us safe from the evil man. What we need to realize is that God is our protector. He will keep us safe and won't let that bad guy get close if we let Him do His J.O.B. He wants us to let Him so bad, we just need to be willing to trust in Him. Ah yes, that dreaded word, TRUST. It hits us all in the heart and will never be an easy thing to those who have had this broken. Think about it this way though...He has never once failed anyone and He's been around for how long? 6,000 years, at least with people too. So the odds of His keeping your trust are pretty good no?
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January 12, 2008
A New Way of Living by Sheila Walsh
"Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water."
~Hebrews 10:19-20
"Who we are in ourselves is not enough, but who we are in Christ is everything."
"Who we are in Christ is everything" This is so true it is beyond belief. Christ is the one and ONLY reason that we will ever be anything more than a sinner in a pit. He brings us up into the clouds, to a place of safety and love, and, yes, at some point, violence and anger and pain, but all of this He does for love of His children, for you and me, and that will be one of the hardest things to accept in this life."
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January 16, 2008
God Is Ingenious by Ruth Bell Graham
"Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us."
~Ephesians 3:20
"She had slipped somehow and had broken her leg. While recuperating, she found herself alone in the house one Sunday, propped up in bed. Lonely and bored, she decided to call a friend and found the phone was just our of reach. She made several swipes at it but only succeeded in knocking it off the cradle, onto the floor, out of reach. And from the receiver came 'The Hour of Decision.'...so she had no choice. She was a captive audience...To say that God is ingenious is an understatement!"
God is that indeed. He will use the most amazing things to capture our attention or to tell us what we need to do. I believe God is a god of humor. He laughs at us when we're being stupid or silly and he always finds a way to make me smile. If He can use a telephone for reaching a woman and bringing her to Himself then He can definitely use us to bring other to Him too.
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that should keep you satisfied for now cause i need to go to bed so i can wake up in the morning and do my history report, English report, jump off a cliff, study biology, and go to the bank. in that order :D
Bye bYes
Lara
God Cares by Hannah Whitall Smith
"Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, what shall we drink? or Wherewithal shall we be clothed?...for your heavenly Father Knoweth that ye have need of all these things."
~Matthew 6:31-32
"Who is the best cared for in every household? Is it not the little children? And does not the least of all, the helpless baby, receive the largest share?...This life of faith, then, consists in just this---being a child in the Father's house...Let the ways of childish confidence and freedom from care, which so please you and win your heart in your own little ones, teach you what should be your ways with God..."
Children have faith in the things that adults can't even think about without a shudder. If you ask a child a question they reply simply and without too much hesitation, ask an adult the same question and you'll get a space of silence followed by either a mumbled circular reasoning or a bold but not thought out answer with the occasional but honest, "I don't know." I wish I were able to be sure of my answer like a child but to be taken seriously like an adult. How lucky am I to be able to dance on the fence of childhood and womanhood for a few more years :D
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January 10, 2008
Our "God" Reigns by Jane Hansen
"Unto the woman he said, I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children; and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee."
~Genesis 3:16
"Whatever we set our desire on will rule us. You have only to look around you to see how women, even Christian women, set their desire on men. They have turned to them to gain their approval, to be found acceptable, worthy, admired, and chosen. As a result they are ruled by them."
We as women are prone to a feeling of need for protection. We want the big strong man to keep us safe from the evil man. What we need to realize is that God is our protector. He will keep us safe and won't let that bad guy get close if we let Him do His J.O.B. He wants us to let Him so bad, we just need to be willing to trust in Him. Ah yes, that dreaded word, TRUST. It hits us all in the heart and will never be an easy thing to those who have had this broken. Think about it this way though...He has never once failed anyone and He's been around for how long? 6,000 years, at least with people too. So the odds of His keeping your trust are pretty good no?
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January 12, 2008
A New Way of Living by Sheila Walsh
"Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water."
~Hebrews 10:19-20
"Who we are in ourselves is not enough, but who we are in Christ is everything."
"Who we are in Christ is everything" This is so true it is beyond belief. Christ is the one and ONLY reason that we will ever be anything more than a sinner in a pit. He brings us up into the clouds, to a place of safety and love, and, yes, at some point, violence and anger and pain, but all of this He does for love of His children, for you and me, and that will be one of the hardest things to accept in this life."
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January 16, 2008
God Is Ingenious by Ruth Bell Graham
"Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us."
~Ephesians 3:20
"She had slipped somehow and had broken her leg. While recuperating, she found herself alone in the house one Sunday, propped up in bed. Lonely and bored, she decided to call a friend and found the phone was just our of reach. She made several swipes at it but only succeeded in knocking it off the cradle, onto the floor, out of reach. And from the receiver came 'The Hour of Decision.'...so she had no choice. She was a captive audience...To say that God is ingenious is an understatement!"
God is that indeed. He will use the most amazing things to capture our attention or to tell us what we need to do. I believe God is a god of humor. He laughs at us when we're being stupid or silly and he always finds a way to make me smile. If He can use a telephone for reaching a woman and bringing her to Himself then He can definitely use us to bring other to Him too.
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that should keep you satisfied for now cause i need to go to bed so i can wake up in the morning and do my history report, English report, jump off a cliff, study biology, and go to the bank. in that order :D
Bye bYes
Lara
Friday, January 11, 2008
i know....
hello my rabid blog readers (saucy :D),
I know I have not posted anything recently, but tomorrow you shall be greatly pleased to know that your Lara fix is well on the way. I have figured out that if your parent sees you online too much doing blogs and such they have a tendency of wanting to know what you are doing more and who you hang out with. So I have decided to do a weekly post of my journal (sharing my favorite 2 or 3 days from the week) so that...
a) I don't spoil the entire Journal by the end of the year so you can get it yourselves
b) I don't spend so much precious time on the computer when i should be doing school work
I was not ignoring or forgetting my blog, I was simply waiting till tomorrow to post it and inform all you lovely people that this is what I'm doing so get over it, but my lovely saucy got on my back like I asked her to so here I am explaining myself to you. I hope you will accept my reasoning and be as kind and courteous as ever.
Yours Truly etc.
Lara
I know I have not posted anything recently, but tomorrow you shall be greatly pleased to know that your Lara fix is well on the way. I have figured out that if your parent sees you online too much doing blogs and such they have a tendency of wanting to know what you are doing more and who you hang out with. So I have decided to do a weekly post of my journal (sharing my favorite 2 or 3 days from the week) so that...
a) I don't spoil the entire Journal by the end of the year so you can get it yourselves
b) I don't spend so much precious time on the computer when i should be doing school work
I was not ignoring or forgetting my blog, I was simply waiting till tomorrow to post it and inform all you lovely people that this is what I'm doing so get over it, but my lovely saucy got on my back like I asked her to so here I am explaining myself to you. I hope you will accept my reasoning and be as kind and courteous as ever.
Yours Truly etc.
Lara
Friday, January 4, 2008
taped up over your mouth scribbled out the truth with their lies, your little spies
January 4, 2008
Keeping God's Attention by Joni Eareckson Tada
"I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from whence shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord."
Psalm 121:1-2
"God's love doesn't vacillate according to how many victories you have over sin or how many times you use His name in your prayers. His love for you goes deeper than mere affection or surface infatuation. Let the matchless love of God sweep away your doubt and fears. You already have God's attention and you will never lose it."
God is not like some little love thing that changes with time or with words. No matter how stupid or foolish we may be, He will always love you, always. You can kick, scream, and question it all you like, but it won't change anything. He will love you and that is final. So why do we fight so much for His attention? He's front row center for the "Lara Show" so don't think for a second that he's not at your show too, with his bucket of movie theatre popcorn and a soda. :D
Keeping God's Attention by Joni Eareckson Tada
"I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from whence shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord."
Psalm 121:1-2
"God's love doesn't vacillate according to how many victories you have over sin or how many times you use His name in your prayers. His love for you goes deeper than mere affection or surface infatuation. Let the matchless love of God sweep away your doubt and fears. You already have God's attention and you will never lose it."
God is not like some little love thing that changes with time or with words. No matter how stupid or foolish we may be, He will always love you, always. You can kick, scream, and question it all you like, but it won't change anything. He will love you and that is final. So why do we fight so much for His attention? He's front row center for the "Lara Show" so don't think for a second that he's not at your show too, with his bucket of movie theatre popcorn and a soda. :D
Thursday, January 3, 2008
January 1-3
page one through three in my Christmas present, A Gentle Spirit Journal[basically people{famous ladies} write something out for each day and since it would break certain copyright laws if i were to write out all of the journal i decided to write the verse and my thoughts on the section that i write in the margins so here is the first few...
January 1, 2008
A Blessed New Year by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
"But the land...is a land...which the Lord thy God careth for: the eyes of the Lord thy God are always upon it, from the beginning of the year even unto the end of the year."
~Deuteronomy 11:11-12
"The land is a land of hills and valleys. It is not all smooth nor all downhill. If life were all one dead level, the dull sameness would oppress us; we wan the hills and the valleys. The hills collect the rain for a hundred fruitful valleys. Ah, so it is with us! It is the hill difficulty that drives us to the throne of grace and brings down the shower of blessing; the hills, the bleak hills of life that we wonder at and perhaps grumble at, bring down the showers." ~Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
The hills are what make the valley. The make us worthy of mention, worthy of calling ourselves Children of God. Without the hills we would be no threat or ally to anyone, just a flat surface to run across to get to the next valley over.
"In life all you will ever receive, all you will ever see, are obstacles and opportunities; which one they are is up to you to decide." ~Heather Johnson
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January 2, 2008
Setting Goals for This Year by Cheryl Biehl
"Wilt thou be made whole?"
~John 5:6
"Don't forget yourself-Jesus filled with absolute love and compassion, went to the mountains to spend time with His Father in prayer, to renew His weary body and soul. When the crowd pressed in upon Him, He suggested to the disciples that they all get away from the crowd and go to the mountains alone." ~Cheryl Biehl
There is always finding the line between being selfish and doing what we need to do for ourselves. If all you ever do is think of others then you are bound to get to the point of forgetting about yourself. Honestly, how much help can you be if you are the one who needs the help? [[[talk about the blind leading the blind]]] I'm not saying shut the world out no matter what and fill your mind with "Me", I'm saying think about how you can help yourself to help others.
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January 3, 2008
Total Consecration by Elizabeth Prentiss
"Saying, Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done."
~Luke 22:42
"If He takes your health away, for instance, it is because He has some reason for doing so; and this is true of everything you value; and if you have real faith in Him, you will not insist on knowing the reason. If you find, in the course of daily events, that your self-consecration revolts at His will-do not be discouraged, but fly to your Savior and sty in His presence till you obtain the spirit in which He cried in His hour of Anguish, "Father, if thou be willing remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done." (Luke 22:42) Every time you do this it will be easier to do it; every such consent to suffer will bring you nearer and nearer to Him..."
True consecration, or submission, is truly what we need to do more. We as in not only Followers of Christ, but also just people in general. No one ever backs down from a fight anymore; and even if we do we hold it in our hearts, keeping grudges and anger inside until all we can do is just explode. If we were more submissive(not fully for that would truly be terrible) to things, we would have a better understanding of the Lord and His will, and stop that one BIG question that always holds us up,
"Why?"
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That's all for now but hopefully I'll keep up on this and if I don't please get on my back about it cause I truly need this. Night.
Lara
January 1, 2008
A Blessed New Year by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
"But the land...is a land...which the Lord thy God careth for: the eyes of the Lord thy God are always upon it, from the beginning of the year even unto the end of the year."
~Deuteronomy 11:11-12
"The land is a land of hills and valleys. It is not all smooth nor all downhill. If life were all one dead level, the dull sameness would oppress us; we wan the hills and the valleys. The hills collect the rain for a hundred fruitful valleys. Ah, so it is with us! It is the hill difficulty that drives us to the throne of grace and brings down the shower of blessing; the hills, the bleak hills of life that we wonder at and perhaps grumble at, bring down the showers." ~Mrs. Charles E. Cowman
The hills are what make the valley. The make us worthy of mention, worthy of calling ourselves Children of God. Without the hills we would be no threat or ally to anyone, just a flat surface to run across to get to the next valley over.
"In life all you will ever receive, all you will ever see, are obstacles and opportunities; which one they are is up to you to decide." ~Heather Johnson
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January 2, 2008
Setting Goals for This Year by Cheryl Biehl
"Wilt thou be made whole?"
~John 5:6
"Don't forget yourself-Jesus filled with absolute love and compassion, went to the mountains to spend time with His Father in prayer, to renew His weary body and soul. When the crowd pressed in upon Him, He suggested to the disciples that they all get away from the crowd and go to the mountains alone." ~Cheryl Biehl
There is always finding the line between being selfish and doing what we need to do for ourselves. If all you ever do is think of others then you are bound to get to the point of forgetting about yourself. Honestly, how much help can you be if you are the one who needs the help? [[[talk about the blind leading the blind]]] I'm not saying shut the world out no matter what and fill your mind with "Me", I'm saying think about how you can help yourself to help others.
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January 3, 2008
Total Consecration by Elizabeth Prentiss
"Saying, Father, if thou be willing, remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done."
~Luke 22:42
"If He takes your health away, for instance, it is because He has some reason for doing so; and this is true of everything you value; and if you have real faith in Him, you will not insist on knowing the reason. If you find, in the course of daily events, that your self-consecration revolts at His will-do not be discouraged, but fly to your Savior and sty in His presence till you obtain the spirit in which He cried in His hour of Anguish, "Father, if thou be willing remove this cup from me: nevertheless not my will, but thine, be done." (Luke 22:42) Every time you do this it will be easier to do it; every such consent to suffer will bring you nearer and nearer to Him..."
True consecration, or submission, is truly what we need to do more. We as in not only Followers of Christ, but also just people in general. No one ever backs down from a fight anymore; and even if we do we hold it in our hearts, keeping grudges and anger inside until all we can do is just explode. If we were more submissive(not fully for that would truly be terrible) to things, we would have a better understanding of the Lord and His will, and stop that one BIG question that always holds us up,
"Why?"
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That's all for now but hopefully I'll keep up on this and if I don't please get on my back about it cause I truly need this. Night.
Lara
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Hello Cruel World, Come Get Me :D
Hi, my name is Lara. when you think it or say it please spell it without the 'U' cause Lara without the 'U' is just so much more exciting to think about, at least to me it is. Well I guess I should let you get to know me so here it is. I enjoy reading books and watching movies, but there is no easier way to my heart than with...oh wait, I'll leave that to your finding out. I get very sarcastic but you needn't worry for I'm not mad at you or any such absurd thing as that, I am just merely putting up my constant wall. "Why does she need a wall?" you might find yourself asking. Well I don't really, but it sure is a nice thing to have around in days like these. Let's get one thing straight right here and now though, I am now and forevermore a Child of God. If you confuse me with the 'so called' "Christians" I may have to get very annoyed with you. I love God with all my heart and am working with Him slowly but surely to figure things out in my life and even though it has been hard and I still need lots of work on it I feel confidence reigning in my veins again so don't even try to shake me in my beliefs. I love people tremendously and even if I don't know you very well I wish I did, you can take my word for it. It hurts me to see someone struggle but I don't want to cause more problems by talking to them about it or even acknowledging the fact that I noticed or anything for fear that they might be offended or scared away from me. I would love to help you with any problems and talk with you about them, or just flat talk about anything at all, but please remember that I am human and I am prone to being sensitive about certain subjects. It is just a fact about me that you will accept in time. I think that should be sufficient enough to quench your thirst for knowledge on me for now. If not just ask me and I'll do my best to answer the questions for you.
God Bless,
Lara
God Bless,
Lara
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