Happy birthday, baby!
Sweet beans! Tomorrow's episode of Gilmore Girls (the single greatest show on earth) is the 100th episode!!!! i cannot even begin to tell how incredibly stoked i am... I can even forgive the fact that they postponed it till tomorrow for the world premiere of "Felicity"- which actually is rather interesting. I gotta tell ya, what i would not give to live in the colonial days- these little kids are flippin smart! and they dress beautifully, and the whole family has red hair.... *sigh*. although, i do not think felicity's hair is actually red. So i think this thanksgiving is the best one i've had yet, and i hope it was the same for you all. i love playing games with good friends and family, and i really miss it at school (no one here really likes to play games). and.... dun dun dun dun- brooke and nick got engaged!!!!! yay yay yay! (yes, i am not crying anymore- i totally cried at chili's- it was rather funny).Anyhu, i am very excited about xmas break and jan-term. i just kinda need to find a job- which i've never had to do before. i have only worked as a lifeguard at camp and an engineer intern at the AFRL. but they're not real jobs. ho-hum, i should go be an au pair in France for a month. then i could work for a rich, single, handsome dad who's not too many years my elder and make the two or three bratty kids grow to love me eventually, b/c really, it's not their fault- their mom died and they just want a mom, so the dad could fall in love with me and marry me and then i could travel the world and go to samford on my whim and fancy- b/c, like in Mona Lisa Smile, Samford will make an exception for me as a married girl like the Welleslians, b/c, of course, marriage and home life is our ultimate goal in life. HA! which makes the whole going-to-college thing rather pointless. adieu, dear friends
we're all dying, tracy james
so, it's 12:39 am, i have spent the night watching the new pride and prejudice, going to tar-gay (pronounced "tar-zae" or something similar) with haley, and talking about anything and everything. and really, i just kind of feel like writing random thoughts that come into my head. such as...-it's really hard to type in complete darkness-it's even harder to fall asleep when you've had a gargantuan coke at the theater-i need to stop giving myself false hope about anything, for 9 times out of ten i get terribly disappointed-our church (and not the building) is not at all what we should be, no matter how great i may think we are comparitively speaking-i need to get a new favorite book, for i really don't think that there is a mr. darcy in the entire world- i need to stop judging people and not be so shy-without our families, we have nothing (well, on earth)-there is nothing quite like a memory, and it's 1000 times better if it's pleasant-there is so much crap in the world, yet you can still enjoy the beautiful night sky-these random thoughts are getting quite corny, but that's okay b/c i am in a corny mood-as much as i love niceville (and freeport and bluewater and destin and valp), i am really never going to be satisifed until i've lived (most likely on my own) in either nyc or overseas- my papa's paper route shoes smell so incredibly bad that i wish your computer screen was scratch and sniff so you could see what i mean-i cannot even begin to grasp the concept of eternity-i have never known true, unconditional, godly love-i'm not sure i ever will-as much as i love samford, i still kind of wish i had gone to columbia-i think i'm a little too obsessed with red hair-my blog postings are a smidgeon too long-i am not entirely sure i want to be an accountant- i would love to major in classics, or literature, or english, or art history- i say "i" wayyyy too much-i'm too concerned with what others think-i just finished a separate peace, and when i got to the climax, i seriously got a chill reading that sentence-my computer is being attacked by a virus-i am much too concerned with money
anyone?
can someone help me? I need images of all the various forms of the seal of the trinity, or the trinity shield, or whatever it's called. that'd be great, thanks.
open the gates and seize the day
Today-is a very Newsies sort of day. I've had the lyrics of practically every song in the movie running through my head like there's no tomorrow. Santa Fe, far away, wait for me..... Perhaps it is because Christian Bale was my very first movie star love, and whenever he pops into my head, I inevitably must think of the very first movie I ever saw him star in. Look at me, I'm the king of New York.... I was in an OWCC...i mean, OWC....production of Newsies once. Well, really, it was a Kid's on Campus production and i was 11. But it still counts! Guess who I was.... and if you know, don't say. p.s.- i think trinity should put on a mini-production of newsies, with the singing and cool dance moves and everything. that would be ubercool. and then next year's talent show would be unstoppable...heh heh.
a good friend is hard to find
i am so happy right now. i really like john piper. let me just say that for the record.i was thinking of some of the most fun times i have ever had, and they have really all been with good friends- not necessarily us doing anything special, but simply...being. let me give you a few examples:number one- after progressive dinner one time (back when i used to hang out alot with joe linn and nick guthrie and such), we all went out to nick's beach (arianna too) and just sat there, with our barefeet in the sand. the sky was so beautiful and and dark. in fact, it was one of only two times in my life when the beauty of the night sky has tempted me to cry just because it looked so unreal. and we sat there, talking about everything and nothing, ranging from what we had for dinner to the mystery of eternity. it was beautiful.number two- at halloween a year or so ago, i went over to nani's house, and i had my grandmother's portable vcr with me and we dragged it up on her roof and lay out on some blankets (at night again) and indulged our ever-craving appetites for the stupidity that is mary kate and ashley movies (i believe this one was Getting There) and also ate much halloween candy. sooo much chocolate. and then we sat there and talked and spied on her neighbor who was on a non-date with her ex-boyfriend (yeah, i know). and sometimes we would just lay there, and sometimes we would talk, and it was 100% good.number three- nani and nick and i went to go find a birthday gift for sarah ruff (i'm beginning to notice that these are involving the same people) and that was when nick still had his beautiful vw van and he chauffered us around while we sat in the back and asked him questions about life. and we went to the champa shop for her gifts, and we went to suzanne's java cafe and drank milk-shakes and played scrabble and nick made up words and he laughed like a little boy while we made fun of him for trying to cheat. and they played plumb!! and we went to the playground behind the stores and played on it and slept on the gazebo (actually i tried to sleep while they threw acorns at me) and we drove back and it was the best of times. i miss times like that. i miss those people. but i am still so happy. .....this is just sad, but cute
i love coffee!
"do you ever sit there and just kind of wish something big would happen to you or your family? cause ironically (ironically since i've proclaimed myself anti-anything dramatic), i've just been kinda bored with my life as of late, you know? but i'm scared to hope for anything big to happen, B/C i remember this one time when two girls in my church prayed for a trial in their lives, and then one of their fellow volunteer firefighters died, and they both regretted ever asking for anything to happen. and i know i shouldn't be bored b/c i must strive to honor God on everything i do and say and bring glory and happiness to Him and everyone around me (and i tell you, that's a challenge in and of itself just 'cause i constantly fall so far short), but sometimes i just wish for more... alas"
that is an excerpt from an email to a friend, fyi. i just figure i hadn't posted in a little while, so i needed something up in here.
ho-hum, what to write about? sometimes, i'll call my parents just to talk, and then we'll start talking heatedly about something (meaning my father and i) and i'll regret ever bringing it up. and it's kinda different with him, b/c he'll be joking about most of the stuff he says, so i cannot tell what he is serious about or not. for example, last night i talked to him about this boy (who will remain nameless in case he reads this, after all, he did somehow find out my cell phone and room telephone number and proceed to call both of them) who used to hang around me a little too much, but now since i have gotten good at avoiding him, whenever we are around each other, it's that much more aggravating. let me put this in perspective for you. pretend that there's a bunch of stuff you wanna try, but you cannot try now for fear of your second shadow showing up at everything you go to, and seriously matching you step-for-step everywhere you go while at said function. it's getting kind of old. so every time i talk to mi padre about this, he says i need to be mean- just flat out mean (because, says he- it is not me being mean, it is him being mean through me! for real!). and as much fun as it sounds just telling ths kid off, i really don't want to hurt his feelings- but it's not just him, it's everyone- i don't think of myself as too mean a person (unless, of course, you talk to any of my brother's girlfriends- i was not too kind to them, but i'm not like that any more, and we're all peachy keen now). so then my dad says, "well, if you're not gonna be mean to him, then that means you're just being naive" which is bull, b/c i'm completely aware of his intentions, and i have skillfully avoided ever actually spending more time than is necessary with him. and it's not like this guy is a threat- he couldn't force me to do anything, 'cause i'm actually kinda taller and bigger than he is. my dad is always telling me to be nice to the people that don't have many other friends, which is exactly what got all of this started, and now he's telling me to go against my character and be a complete jerk! (no comments from the peanut gallery, if you please). alas, perhaps i will eventually say something, if it gets to that point, but i think i will not see him again after this semester, for he will not be in my class anymore.
thus ends the harsh rantings of becca (only cause i have to go float). adieu.
