What a day to appreciate.

i have been thinking a lot about pleaseing the Lord. i feel like God has placed this on my heart maybe bc its something i need to work on. it is heavy. i am so corrupt. even when i do good things, they are filthy. bloody. i am working on loving more. serving more. having pure thoughts. kind thoughts. making my attitude better. i am going to carefully determine what pleases the Lord. or at least try. i want to be wise. and i want there to be purpose. i dont want to act thoughtless. change. this is good.

i am playing competitve college volleyball. bcf is starting their first team. holla. workouts are 5:30 am for the rest of the season. i am excited about getting up that early for a reason. i love the outside in the mornings especially when the sun hasnt risen yet. rose. rised. arised. everything is so peaceful. and exactly where it should be. early mornings are beautiful. the mascot for our school is the eagle. the bald eagle, of course. we shouldve been the moose. mooses. meese. mossians. moosicans.

a dear friend of mine texted me a verse a few days ago. it meant a lot to me because i know she wanted me to read it. Hosea 6:3. 'Oh that we may KNOW the Lord! Let us press on to know Him. He will respond to us as surely as the arrival of the dawn or the coming of rains in early spring.' this was a verse i needed at the time. which is why it is now so important to me. it has meaning. God is so cool. this friend is moving to atlanta in september. even though i wont be home a lot this semester, i will miss her. she is so encouraging. her walk with the Lord is so encouraging. i know when she reads this she wont think highly of herself. i am so grateful she will be doing what God wants her to do. rachel jones. i am praying that God will give you a peace in every situation. truly. i love you!

reading is so good. i feel like its healthy. and very important. sometimes it takes me a while to read a book. sometimes it takes me 2 days. either way, its good. it makes people smarter. depending on what book it is, it helps have a better imagination. which is detrimental.

i am living in a house. "the presidents house." obama lives here. in graceville. the president of bcf used to live here. my room is almost finished. it looks so good. i am quite the decorator. although i am being swallowed by shelves. the walls...consists of only shelves. hmmm. a library perhaps? or maybe its where they stored all their food for y2k. yes. millenium= starvation. or maybe its where they kept all there beanie babies. or...or! its the room dr kinchen placed all his trophies. he held the record for possessing the worlds most saltwater aquariums. maybe he used to own a lot of cats. they needed a place to sit. the possibilities are endless.

a few nights ago i saw two shooting stars on my way home. i wasnt even looking at the sky. i think God created shooting stars just for us. just so we can look at them. shooting stars declare Gods glory.

starbucks: ground coffee. tasting notes: balanced, nutty. flavor intensity: medium. my opinion: yum.

sometimes i wish i could take a moment i love and make it last a million years. tonight i thought this many times. me and my best friend brittani sampson went to see a 10:00 movie. for free. since she works at a movie theater. we saw julie and julia. great movie. inspiring. we were the only people in the theater. which was probably a good thing. we got free popcorn and free icees. and we bought chocolate covered peanuts. near the end of the movie, we got tired and restless. we hit the first stage of deleriousness. in our case, the first stage is most likely stage five for others. we put up the arm rests and laid across the chairs. it wasnt comfortable but we both agreed it was perfect. this opened the doors for a lot of hilarious jokes. we were laughing histarically at ourselves. near the end of the movie i dozed off for a few minutes and woke up at the very end. we were thankful we didnt wake up the next morning. i know to you this doesnt seem like a cherishable moment, but it was. and is. she is my best friend and we have so many moments like these.

i havent blogged in years. welcome back party to me. welcome back to my life everyone. welcome back to my brains. all four of them.

good news. i purchased a record player. a working one. and records. working records. it is so good to be alive.

i have been reading a magical book. more books to read too.

my fish is still living. he is still handsome. hence the name el guapo. age hasnt done a thing to him.

i had the priveledge of being in a dear friends wedding from doe river gorge/tennessee last week. it was beautiful. my friends up there are so encouraging. i have missed them.

classes start monday. it makes me want to curse.

i will have to post some things about this summer soon. right now im just practicing since i havent blogged in...years.

Things from new york with the college group:

I <3 dick van dyke.

This huge [black] lady walked in to a restaurant wearing a very small very tight yellow dress. Andrew said ‘that looks like a bruised banana with a lot less peeling.’

Chunklet milk. Sick.

We went to wash dc. That’s short for Washington dc. Arlington cemetery. We saw the changing of the guards. The guards that guard the representative tomb of the unknown soldiers. These guards are real men. Real. men. We figured there is a ceremony for the changing of the grass cutters as well. heh. They are most likely in the mafia. With the same name. joe spino. (They were latino.)

My mafia name: guido. Which means moustache in Spanish.
unknown: mickey sears.
Unknown: tony.

At night I would hang my dora towel up to dry and I hung it over this standing light fixture. Dora was starring at everyone the entire night. Hilarious times.

Subway surfing. Holla.

For about 40 minutes I pretended like I was blind. We were walking around new york and Kristin was my guide. She is good. I got some weird looks. I know this bc 3 times I looked back at the people and cracked. I couldn’t handle it sometimes. THREE TIMES I looked at someone in their eye and started laughing. Luckily they were the only people that knew. The funniest times were when people would bump into me. And when I had to ‘search’ for the railing, to go down the stairs. Good times.

I know spaghetti when I see spaghetti.

Me and Andrew told everyone that a plane fell from the air and space museum. And crushed three people that were rushed to the hospital. We told everyone we witnessed it. they believed us all day. Suckers.

Gold bond peppermint makes your armpits tingle. And smell good.

I found the missing link. Gang member that got branded by two different gangs. Ball point pens.

Theme songs: superman, Jurassic park, and star wars sound the best together.

We were getting off the subway and some middle eastern man turned around to tell his wife something and then I repeated what he said and he heard me and gave me a weird look. Indian subway fiasco.

New york was a good trip.