17 feels good. :)
My sister and Brother in law are here till Sunday morning, they came Wednesday while we were in class, and then we met them in the parking lot and went straight to church. Everyone sang happy birthday to me right before Mike started teaching, it wouldn't have been so bad if everyone hadn't turned in their seats to look at me. But even tho I'm sure I turned red, I felt an odd mixture of pleasure, gratefulness, and embarrassment.
I've really enjoyed getting to have my sister here on my b-day. It was a conveniently planned visit.
I have been *sooo* spoiled. So spoiled with so many people who truly love me. Honestly sometimes it just blows my mind. After going from one church where no one really cared about you, and there was no love towards any anyone in need of it, and being there for 5 stinking years and my being severly burned by people coming in with an agenda, and just changing all the "sound doctrine", and having your best friend who you thought you would know for the rest of your life, turned against you and your family..*breath* We came to our current church, Parkland Chapel. If I have my history right, its a branch of Calvery Chapel, which was founded by Chuck Smith during the 70's Jesus movement in CA. His ministry was revolved around reaching out to all the hippies, and they would have huge gatherings in tents, and alot of people came to know Jesus.
My pastor is actually from my area, and he went to bible school in CA, where he met is amazing wife Lucinda. They moved here 7 years ago, and started up Parkland Chapel about 5 or 6 years ago (i think). We found out about the church because its in the same building as one of the first churches that we started going to when we came back from the mission field, and some friends of ours (who has also gone to the old church as well) were going to PC.
Anywho, PC is awesome. I am the only girl my age there, and besides my family, there are just a small handful of younger youth there. I'm not much attached to the youth, but I am attached to the kiddos. Like I've mentioned before, kids love me, and I have 6 kids (there are way more, but only 6 are mine). I love them like they were my own.
Then I have 4 very dear adult lady friends. They are amazing, and a great influence in my life. Along with my mom of course ;) <3
I love my church for so many reasons. Reason number one, is that EVERYONE, is genuin. Let me say that again. GENUINE. They seriously love God, and they seriously care for people. They make you feel like your wanted, and that your worth something. They are pretty much all amazing. I love them all. Well, almost, hehe ;) <3 Reason number 2, they all pretty much carry the same type of dry humor, and my pastors doesn't really "preach". He teaches. And when he teaches. He's really captivating (dont tell him i said that, he'll get a big head!) and he is the biggest goof ball ever.
I havta say tho, that even tho our experience in the other church was horrible, and they really hurt some dear friends of ours, I did make some life lasting relationships with 2 girls who are totally amazing. We still get together often (tho not often enough) and I love them alot. (:
So anyway. I was show lots and lots of love this week, and it makes me realize how much people care about me. Its always a nice thing to know and remember when your feeling like a horrible piece of crap who no one loves.
I find it rather comical that an introverted persons of my sort, would have so many different and unique friends, but I guess that just goes to prove that we aren't aloof nerds after all, and that people can find it easy to love and understand us!
<3
Nonii
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
In 2 hours..
I'll be 17. I really really really don't like making a big deal out of birthdays. Actually, in the past I've been known for not doing anything special at all for my b-day. Or even telling people about it. I guess it was my way of defying the fact that I was turning yet another year older. Course that was about the ages of 14, 15, and 16. Before that I always had friends over to go play in the woods. And a few b-days my family was in, or there were fun plans already planned not in honor of my b-day, so I had fun anyway.
I never would have guess how much things could change in a year. Or how much I would change. And even tho I've lost a few friends (not broken relationships, just relationships made geographically harder, that makes sense right?) and I've gained a few freinds, and I've gotten closer to the ones I already had. It really has been a wonderful year, filled mainly with the normal things that life likes to throw at your face.
I'm really just my same old self, but thankfully, I can say that I am alot more mature. But most importantly, my walk with Jesus is stronger.
I get so humbled when I think about it all. I get so lost in it all, all the mercy HE has had with me, all His patience, grace and love is completely astounding.
<3 Happy birthday to me, for my life is happy <3
I never would have guess how much things could change in a year. Or how much I would change. And even tho I've lost a few friends (not broken relationships, just relationships made geographically harder, that makes sense right?) and I've gained a few freinds, and I've gotten closer to the ones I already had. It really has been a wonderful year, filled mainly with the normal things that life likes to throw at your face.
I'm really just my same old self, but thankfully, I can say that I am alot more mature. But most importantly, my walk with Jesus is stronger.
I get so humbled when I think about it all. I get so lost in it all, all the mercy HE has had with me, all His patience, grace and love is completely astounding.
<3 Happy birthday to me, for my life is happy <3
Monday, November 7, 2011
::13 Things That Make Me Happy::
1: Music of all sorts, specially Bobby Darin and Owl City...
2: Writing
3: Eyes
4: Swing sets
5: Taking lots and lots of pictures
6: My kids, their not really mine, but I pretend.
7: Yellow flowers of any type
8: Swimming (mainly by myself or with 5 screaming kids)
9: Sleeping in reeeaaalllly late
10: Building really awesome forts on the bluffs in the woods by the river with people who still know how to play!
11: Climbing huge trees that make you feel like a ninja.
12: Antique shopping
13: Mohawks on my favorite 4yr old <3
<3 Nonii
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Winter has come
I know its truly winter when the house smells good. We started up the wood stove today, I know it was a little late, but we've been rather busy I guess.
I love to read in the winter, and after reading a blog entry by dear Adam Young about how good the book Bambi was, I had to find out for myself, cos honestly, I doubted him, and I thought it would be, well dumb... But I was proved wrong. Bambi is epic. I mean there is no other word for it. Maybe beautiful. Stunning. Yes those words will do as well. Its not what most people think, when they think about Bambi. Its not all nice and fuzzy, it very real, sad, gorgeously written, and just all round a good book and worth reading.
I know its winter when I feel inspired to sew.
I'm very happy when I've sewn something.
Even tho I strained my back very badly, and I limped around all day and had to lay down several times during the period that I was sewing, I was still happy to sew.
Those pins are only there so I can hand quilt it. And yes, those cute little dots are stars. <3
I'm not sure what it is about winter that makes me feel as I do, but I don't mind it, I just wish I was so productive in the summer as well.
I love cold rainy days like today, as long as I can view it from inside, doh. I love that I become productive and get inspired to create things.
Sometimes when I stop and ponder all the nice things I've been blessed with, like a warm house, an awesome mom, enough talent to make pretty things, I don't just feel happy, I feel joy. And that's something that can never truly go away. And it also makes me thankful that my middle name is Joy.
Isaiah 55:12 - "You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands."
I love to read in the winter, and after reading a blog entry by dear Adam Young about how good the book Bambi was, I had to find out for myself, cos honestly, I doubted him, and I thought it would be, well dumb... But I was proved wrong. Bambi is epic. I mean there is no other word for it. Maybe beautiful. Stunning. Yes those words will do as well. Its not what most people think, when they think about Bambi. Its not all nice and fuzzy, it very real, sad, gorgeously written, and just all round a good book and worth reading.
I know its winter when I feel inspired to sew.
I'm very happy when I've sewn something.
Even tho I strained my back very badly, and I limped around all day and had to lay down several times during the period that I was sewing, I was still happy to sew.
Those pins are only there so I can hand quilt it. And yes, those cute little dots are stars. <3
I love cold rainy days like today, as long as I can view it from inside, doh. I love that I become productive and get inspired to create things.
Sometimes when I stop and ponder all the nice things I've been blessed with, like a warm house, an awesome mom, enough talent to make pretty things, I don't just feel happy, I feel joy. And that's something that can never truly go away. And it also makes me thankful that my middle name is Joy.
Isaiah 55:12 - "You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands."
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Reconstruction
Normally when I sit down to blog, I don't particularly have a certain subject to write about, and thats really frustrating for me, so from now on, I will always have a subject.
This time I'de just like to share with you how God has been reconstructing me in the last year.
He is changing me from the inside out. I'm not sure many people can really tell, cos I'm kinda hard to read, being of the introverted nature, but in ways, I'm a new person.
A year ago I didn't give one single thought to whether my walk with God was right or not. Sure I thought it was, I mean, I was a Christian, I read my bible sometimes, and I prayed.. sometimes. But I never grew, I never applied the things He taught me, I just noticed them and moved on. I didn't care about the life I could be living with Him. As long as I was happy, had the things I wanted, and was around the people I liked, I was good.
Frankly, tho I never took the time to really meditate on things and truly realize it for some time, I was a miserable person. True I wasn't all bad, and I wasn't allowed to hang out with friends who would lead me down wrong paths, but I didn't really need friends to help me, I was perfectly capable to do it on my own. I wasn't really given any options to do anything bad, which was prolly God's doing, but my heart was still rotten either way. And when I was given an option, I seemed to fail.
I had recently gone through a week long Christian conference thingy at my sister's house in August of 10', and thats when God really started trying to get my attention. But I didn't stop and really listen till around January of 11'. There was a dramatic melt down from me (well dramatic for me anyway) and that was my starting point.
I didn't just suddenly say "ok God, I'm tired of being rotten, change me" and BAM, I was filled with Joy and longing for Him. Nope, I had a sloooow start. It was a hard and spiritually tiring. I gave up several times, and I can't tell you how many times I ran back to Him and begged forgiveness and a new start. I'm not a very diligent person, and it takes alot of hard work for me to become consistent and devoted to something. So I just asked Him to take it slow with me. I knew that if I just jumped into being all Christ like at a super sonic speed, it would just be another epic fail. I knew I had to take things slowly. So thats what I did. And that's what I am doing. Through the course of this summer I made A LOT of mistakes, some that I'm so ashamed of I like to pretend that they never happend. But then I always have to remember what He taught me from those mistakes, and in a way, I'm glad I made them. Because if I never had failed, I'de never have had to lean on Him. I've spent more time in prayer than I ever have in my whole life, I've actually read my bible somewhat consistently, though I must say, reading anything consistently had been a struggle lately.
I also started a new journal, to go along with the new lifestyle. I can't remember when, but I think it was in June. And so far, I've written through at least a fourth of the book. And its a big huge note book too. For me, writing is one of the only things that clears not only my mind and thoughts, but my heart. I don't just write for the sake of being able to record good memories. My writing means much more than that, for in alot of ways, my journal is a prayer book. Most of the words I write in there, I know are never read by anyone else but God. So in a way, I write for Him. And so far, in the past 6 months, writing has been the main consistent thing I've done, and its my way of staying close to Christ. When I get super busy, I don't write, when I get super busy, I seem to stray from Him. Not alot, but enough to feel icky inside. And thats a feeling I loath.
Another thing thats really helped me in the last 2 months is a certain person. I don't really know him, but at the same time I do. I got to know him through his music and blog. His name is Adam Young, and his band name is Owl City. He builds beautiful songs, and writes a really neat blog. And through his blog and music, he has encouraged me when I'm down, inspired me when I had no inspiration at all, and I'm sooo thankful for him. I know it sounds pretty silly and shallow to say those things, but its true.
His music makes me feel so happy, its like, if you could combine the sound of a rushing river, lazy creek, dry leaves, wind in the trees, and all those loverly nature sounds that I love to much, with elctro beats, you have Owl City. Its amazing, and no words could do justice to how much I have enjoyed listening to his newest CD and the one previous to it.
Then I found his blog. And I found out how cute, funny, and dorky he is. I also found what a devoted Christian he is, and how much he loves God and strives to give Him Glory in what he does.
I know I'm only one fan, amongst millions (literally) and I'm sure there are other fans out there who feel the same way I do. But I feel like I seriously understand him. And its nothing that unusual, its just that he takes the time to let people understand him, and thats the unusual part. I'm not going to let this turn into a "Thanks Adam, your the bomb!" kinda post, because all the glory goes to the Lord.
If it wasn't for Him, Adam wouldn't be the person he is today, and neither would I.
Granted I'm still in the reconstruction mode, I'm still weak, but every day I'm growing stronger in Christ. I'm learning to listen, and to wait on Him. I know I'm gonna fail, its just human nature, but I know He will always be there for me.
Every day I have to ask him to give me patience because I don't grow as fast as I would like, every day I have to lean on Him.
And as I become another year older in one week, I can't hardly wait to see what He has in store for me in the coming year.
This time I'de just like to share with you how God has been reconstructing me in the last year.
He is changing me from the inside out. I'm not sure many people can really tell, cos I'm kinda hard to read, being of the introverted nature, but in ways, I'm a new person.
A year ago I didn't give one single thought to whether my walk with God was right or not. Sure I thought it was, I mean, I was a Christian, I read my bible sometimes, and I prayed.. sometimes. But I never grew, I never applied the things He taught me, I just noticed them and moved on. I didn't care about the life I could be living with Him. As long as I was happy, had the things I wanted, and was around the people I liked, I was good.
Frankly, tho I never took the time to really meditate on things and truly realize it for some time, I was a miserable person. True I wasn't all bad, and I wasn't allowed to hang out with friends who would lead me down wrong paths, but I didn't really need friends to help me, I was perfectly capable to do it on my own. I wasn't really given any options to do anything bad, which was prolly God's doing, but my heart was still rotten either way. And when I was given an option, I seemed to fail.
I had recently gone through a week long Christian conference thingy at my sister's house in August of 10', and thats when God really started trying to get my attention. But I didn't stop and really listen till around January of 11'. There was a dramatic melt down from me (well dramatic for me anyway) and that was my starting point.
I didn't just suddenly say "ok God, I'm tired of being rotten, change me" and BAM, I was filled with Joy and longing for Him. Nope, I had a sloooow start. It was a hard and spiritually tiring. I gave up several times, and I can't tell you how many times I ran back to Him and begged forgiveness and a new start. I'm not a very diligent person, and it takes alot of hard work for me to become consistent and devoted to something. So I just asked Him to take it slow with me. I knew that if I just jumped into being all Christ like at a super sonic speed, it would just be another epic fail. I knew I had to take things slowly. So thats what I did. And that's what I am doing. Through the course of this summer I made A LOT of mistakes, some that I'm so ashamed of I like to pretend that they never happend. But then I always have to remember what He taught me from those mistakes, and in a way, I'm glad I made them. Because if I never had failed, I'de never have had to lean on Him. I've spent more time in prayer than I ever have in my whole life, I've actually read my bible somewhat consistently, though I must say, reading anything consistently had been a struggle lately.
I also started a new journal, to go along with the new lifestyle. I can't remember when, but I think it was in June. And so far, I've written through at least a fourth of the book. And its a big huge note book too. For me, writing is one of the only things that clears not only my mind and thoughts, but my heart. I don't just write for the sake of being able to record good memories. My writing means much more than that, for in alot of ways, my journal is a prayer book. Most of the words I write in there, I know are never read by anyone else but God. So in a way, I write for Him. And so far, in the past 6 months, writing has been the main consistent thing I've done, and its my way of staying close to Christ. When I get super busy, I don't write, when I get super busy, I seem to stray from Him. Not alot, but enough to feel icky inside. And thats a feeling I loath.
Another thing thats really helped me in the last 2 months is a certain person. I don't really know him, but at the same time I do. I got to know him through his music and blog. His name is Adam Young, and his band name is Owl City. He builds beautiful songs, and writes a really neat blog. And through his blog and music, he has encouraged me when I'm down, inspired me when I had no inspiration at all, and I'm sooo thankful for him. I know it sounds pretty silly and shallow to say those things, but its true.
His music makes me feel so happy, its like, if you could combine the sound of a rushing river, lazy creek, dry leaves, wind in the trees, and all those loverly nature sounds that I love to much, with elctro beats, you have Owl City. Its amazing, and no words could do justice to how much I have enjoyed listening to his newest CD and the one previous to it.
Then I found his blog. And I found out how cute, funny, and dorky he is. I also found what a devoted Christian he is, and how much he loves God and strives to give Him Glory in what he does.
I know I'm only one fan, amongst millions (literally) and I'm sure there are other fans out there who feel the same way I do. But I feel like I seriously understand him. And its nothing that unusual, its just that he takes the time to let people understand him, and thats the unusual part. I'm not going to let this turn into a "Thanks Adam, your the bomb!" kinda post, because all the glory goes to the Lord.
If it wasn't for Him, Adam wouldn't be the person he is today, and neither would I.
Granted I'm still in the reconstruction mode, I'm still weak, but every day I'm growing stronger in Christ. I'm learning to listen, and to wait on Him. I know I'm gonna fail, its just human nature, but I know He will always be there for me.
Every day I have to ask him to give me patience because I don't grow as fast as I would like, every day I have to lean on Him.
And as I become another year older in one week, I can't hardly wait to see what He has in store for me in the coming year.
Friday, October 28, 2011
My Grandma is really one of the best Grandma's out there. I know everyone thinks they have the best Grandma, and I'm sure, for them, its true. So there is no sense in saying, "NO, MINE, is the best". Even if it is true ;)
Today is her birthday, and right now, I'm thanking God that we still have her. No one really realizes how close we were to saying goodbye last Spring. It was an extremely. EXTREMELY hard time for my family, very stressful and sad, with mom gone taking her to the Dr.'s, and both the boys gone to school or work, and dad working, I was home alone ALOT. It was not a fun time in life, but we would do, and sacrifice ANYTHING for her. I'm not sure what my mom would do with out her. I'm not sure what she would do without my mom. Needless to say, by the grace of God, we all made it through, and she is healthy and we are all thankful. We all have a special relationship wit her, cos she iiiss special (much sarcasm intended).
I'm sure she wouldn't like me to say how old she is (not like I am sure about it anyway) but lets just say, She is old enough. And since I can't find recent photo at the moment, this will have to suffice.
Doesn't she have great hair???
Ok, so a few things I love about my Gramma.
My Gramma is HILARIOUS. Yesterday I had a ball with her. Mom dropped me off at her house while she went to do errands in town, and let me tell you, Gramma was in a mood. Everything she did was so funny I couldn't help but crack up at her. Granted, she is getting up there, so therefore, that means she forgets a bit more than normal, so little things like, leaving her gum on the fruit bowl for later, and then finding it again and doing a happy dance, is what I am talking about. And she likes to stomp her feet and act silly when she doesn't get her way. I hope I am that fun when I'm her age. I hope I can be the type of Gramma she has been to us, when I have my own grandchildren.
My Gramma, as said, is funny, her sense of humor is really dry, and she likes dumb jokes, simply cos they are dumb. She's really short, and we make fun of her for it alot, and she has a bladder the size of a grain of rice, and we make fun of that alot. She has a silly lookin dog, and we make fun of that alot too. We make fun of her, alot. And thats part of what makes the relationship we have with her special. Cos its all in fun.
She isn't your average Gramma who has cookies right out of the oven when you go over to see her tho. Normally, she has crackers. Or grapes. Alot of the times, orange juice. Sometimes she simply doesn't have anything nice to eat, lol, but we all got over that a long time ago.
If I had to pick one word to describe my Grandmother, it would be cute. Pretty much everything she does is cute. If I had 2 words, it would be cute, and honest. If you asked my Gramma "do these jeans me me look fat?". Believe me, she will tell you the truth! If I had 3 words, it would be cute, honest and short. :)
Happy Birthday Grandma, I love you.
Nonii <3
Today is her birthday, and right now, I'm thanking God that we still have her. No one really realizes how close we were to saying goodbye last Spring. It was an extremely. EXTREMELY hard time for my family, very stressful and sad, with mom gone taking her to the Dr.'s, and both the boys gone to school or work, and dad working, I was home alone ALOT. It was not a fun time in life, but we would do, and sacrifice ANYTHING for her. I'm not sure what my mom would do with out her. I'm not sure what she would do without my mom. Needless to say, by the grace of God, we all made it through, and she is healthy and we are all thankful. We all have a special relationship wit her, cos she iiiss special (much sarcasm intended).
I'm sure she wouldn't like me to say how old she is (not like I am sure about it anyway) but lets just say, She is old enough. And since I can't find recent photo at the moment, this will have to suffice.
Ok, so a few things I love about my Gramma.
My Gramma is HILARIOUS. Yesterday I had a ball with her. Mom dropped me off at her house while she went to do errands in town, and let me tell you, Gramma was in a mood. Everything she did was so funny I couldn't help but crack up at her. Granted, she is getting up there, so therefore, that means she forgets a bit more than normal, so little things like, leaving her gum on the fruit bowl for later, and then finding it again and doing a happy dance, is what I am talking about. And she likes to stomp her feet and act silly when she doesn't get her way. I hope I am that fun when I'm her age. I hope I can be the type of Gramma she has been to us, when I have my own grandchildren.
My Gramma, as said, is funny, her sense of humor is really dry, and she likes dumb jokes, simply cos they are dumb. She's really short, and we make fun of her for it alot, and she has a bladder the size of a grain of rice, and we make fun of that alot. She has a silly lookin dog, and we make fun of that alot too. We make fun of her, alot. And thats part of what makes the relationship we have with her special. Cos its all in fun.
She isn't your average Gramma who has cookies right out of the oven when you go over to see her tho. Normally, she has crackers. Or grapes. Alot of the times, orange juice. Sometimes she simply doesn't have anything nice to eat, lol, but we all got over that a long time ago.
If I had to pick one word to describe my Grandmother, it would be cute. Pretty much everything she does is cute. If I had 2 words, it would be cute, and honest. If you asked my Gramma "do these jeans me me look fat?". Believe me, she will tell you the truth! If I had 3 words, it would be cute, honest and short. :)
Happy Birthday Grandma, I love you.
Nonii <3
Thursday, October 27, 2011
I do believe in fairies
I'm never really going to be an adult. The child inside me is simple to strong. The last 7 years of my life I've known that I'll never really grow up. That doesn't mean that I'm not mature, or responsible, even tho I tend to mess up alot, I am.
I'm going to be an adult, a legal adult, in exactly 378 days, Thats going to go by like. BAM. I'll be starting college, hopefully I'll have a job and be driving, and I'll have alot more responsibilities on my plate, but I'll cope. The hardest part will be not having enough time to day dream and write..
I'm gifted, I'm really good with kids. I think the reason why, is that I find it the easiest thing to level myself with them. Most kids love me, most...those who don't, well its mutual I'm sure..
I'm not the type of person who extrovertedly entertains kids. Thats just not my style, I dont put on a happy face and dance for them to win their love and respect. Unless they are irresistibly cute, and pretty little, I let them seek me out. I never go out of my way to get their attention.
And tho that might no quite sound like a "gift" to some people, kids do LOVE me..and sometimes I dont quite understand it either.
But I think the main reason, is that I have so much real childishness left in me.
I know that even when I am 30, I'll run bare foot, my weakness for swings will be just as strong, and I'll still pretend that I'm on a lone raft in the middle of a shark infested ocean, when I'm really just on a floaty in the pool with 5 screaming kids ( I'll be screaming too)
Point is, compared to most people who are sure they are still "kid like", I'm extreme.. Sometimes to extreme. Tho not many people could guess it, but thats just the introvert in me ;)
This is me, coming to the realization, that I'm going to be 17, in 13 days.
I'm having a hard time with it, even if it will be nice to be "older" :p
I don't wanna grow up. But I want all those things that a grown up life has to offer. Just without bills, and the "acting like an adult" part.
Its rather ironic too, that half my friends are adults.. Of course, the other half are little kids.
So for me, getting older is bitter sweet, sometimes more bitter than sweet.
I'm going to be an adult, a legal adult, in exactly 378 days, Thats going to go by like. BAM. I'll be starting college, hopefully I'll have a job and be driving, and I'll have alot more responsibilities on my plate, but I'll cope. The hardest part will be not having enough time to day dream and write..
I'm gifted, I'm really good with kids. I think the reason why, is that I find it the easiest thing to level myself with them. Most kids love me, most...those who don't, well its mutual I'm sure..
I'm not the type of person who extrovertedly entertains kids. Thats just not my style, I dont put on a happy face and dance for them to win their love and respect. Unless they are irresistibly cute, and pretty little, I let them seek me out. I never go out of my way to get their attention.
And tho that might no quite sound like a "gift" to some people, kids do LOVE me..and sometimes I dont quite understand it either.
But I think the main reason, is that I have so much real childishness left in me.
I know that even when I am 30, I'll run bare foot, my weakness for swings will be just as strong, and I'll still pretend that I'm on a lone raft in the middle of a shark infested ocean, when I'm really just on a floaty in the pool with 5 screaming kids ( I'll be screaming too)
Point is, compared to most people who are sure they are still "kid like", I'm extreme.. Sometimes to extreme. Tho not many people could guess it, but thats just the introvert in me ;)
This is me, coming to the realization, that I'm going to be 17, in 13 days.
I'm having a hard time with it, even if it will be nice to be "older" :p
I don't wanna grow up. But I want all those things that a grown up life has to offer. Just without bills, and the "acting like an adult" part.
Its rather ironic too, that half my friends are adults.. Of course, the other half are little kids.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Captain Obvious
I rather re-did my whole blog. I've been tired with the way my blog looked, and since I'm re-defining my writing style and just kinda changing up my blog a bit, I thought it needed a make over! I love the background, it isn't to bold, and I like that, its just pleasing enough, with a warm rich feeling that gives it a cozy feel. Anywho, being a Saturday there's alot to get "blitzed" here in the Valencia home.
bye
<3 Nonii
bye
<3 Nonii
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
A quick one.
At last! I'm home! I love my home, unlike many teens in the world who would do anything to get away from home, my home is the LAST place I would want to run away from. Its where I belong right now, and its where I'm most happy. So needless to say, I am happy.
The flight back was long, I didn't get any sleep on the first flight thanks to a screaming 17mnth old child who was partial to hitting its mother, and on the last flight from Denver to St.Louis, Dad met a nice christian guy and they talked the whole time. So it was kinda hard to sleep. But really, I was to excited to be back in my territory to get much sleep. When the plane landed in St.Louis, I can't tell you how grateful I was to be back. And even tho it was dark, the fact there there was TREES and GRASS and just gorgeousness surrounding me, made me feel all cozy inside, despite the fact that it was 39 degrees out, and I had just left 104 degree weather. But I don't mind the weather here, its supposed to be cold in October. Right now its completely overcast, freezing, and dreary out. BUT I LOVE IT. Granted in the middle of February I don't, but its nice now.
I had a great time in Cali, and I'm preparing myself to having to say that about a thousand and six times tonight.
I'm going to church and I have a feeling I'll get asked about my trip alot. Also I have Spanish class, and I'm going to flunk, no doubt, I have studied the last...um... 2 days. Alot. And a few days last week, but not enough. Oh well.
So its weird. In Cali, they have Carls Jr., and its the same exact thing as Hardees here. But never EVER eat at a Carls Jr. in a airport. Ugh. So gross.
No but really, I did have a good time in Cali! (I dont feel like I got my point across very well ;) And a many MANY thanks to all my family! You all are awesome and I can't wait to see you again!!!
Tomorrow I'll try and post some pix, for I have to study.
The flight back was long, I didn't get any sleep on the first flight thanks to a screaming 17mnth old child who was partial to hitting its mother, and on the last flight from Denver to St.Louis, Dad met a nice christian guy and they talked the whole time. So it was kinda hard to sleep. But really, I was to excited to be back in my territory to get much sleep. When the plane landed in St.Louis, I can't tell you how grateful I was to be back. And even tho it was dark, the fact there there was TREES and GRASS and just gorgeousness surrounding me, made me feel all cozy inside, despite the fact that it was 39 degrees out, and I had just left 104 degree weather. But I don't mind the weather here, its supposed to be cold in October. Right now its completely overcast, freezing, and dreary out. BUT I LOVE IT. Granted in the middle of February I don't, but its nice now.
I had a great time in Cali, and I'm preparing myself to having to say that about a thousand and six times tonight.
I'm going to church and I have a feeling I'll get asked about my trip alot. Also I have Spanish class, and I'm going to flunk, no doubt, I have studied the last...um... 2 days. Alot. And a few days last week, but not enough. Oh well.
So its weird. In Cali, they have Carls Jr., and its the same exact thing as Hardees here. But never EVER eat at a Carls Jr. in a airport. Ugh. So gross.
No but really, I did have a good time in Cali! (I dont feel like I got my point across very well ;) And a many MANY thanks to all my family! You all are awesome and I can't wait to see you again!!!
Tomorrow I'll try and post some pix, for I have to study.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
::For Adam::
Greetings peoples!!
A dear person (named Adam) who writes a very nice blog has inspired me to start blogging again. So I shall begin again in honor of him. Cos I'm a nerd like that :)
Getting all "stressed" over blogging is for noodles. My thoughts are normal again, please don't ask what my problem was, cos I dunno, in the words of a little friend of mine "It was prolly the hormones".
So I'm back at it again! I won't promise a post every day, but lets hope for at least one a week (:
Right now I'm sitting at my Tia and Tio's house in California.
I've got a funky blister on my left index finger and NO clue how it got there (i'm right handed)
I've also got a mullet, and its currently flipping out, cos I now have in my possession some amazing hair fixer upper stuff.
My tummy just got filled up with mash taters 'n gravy and biscuits from Kentucky Fried Chicken, and I have one thing to say. They don't know how to make mashed taters in California like they do in Missouri. Thats fo sho.
I've had a funtastic time in CA so far, all my family are so nice and awesome, I got to go to Disneyland, San Diego Seaport Village, and old town San Diego. I've thoroughly enjoyed hot dry weather and desert landscaping, oh, and huge mountains that never end.
There has been good food eaten, cute cousin babies held, fun cousin conversations had, stomach aches endured, looong showers taken, self discovery, lobsters attacked, new boots bought, and much much more.
I can't wait to share some of my photo's with you all (so far, I've only taken about 300, be proud of me people!) For now, this is what I look like in California,
Excuse the creepy expression..
And have a nice day! <3
Love,
Nonii
A dear person (named Adam) who writes a very nice blog has inspired me to start blogging again. So I shall begin again in honor of him. Cos I'm a nerd like that :)
Getting all "stressed" over blogging is for noodles. My thoughts are normal again, please don't ask what my problem was, cos I dunno, in the words of a little friend of mine "It was prolly the hormones".
So I'm back at it again! I won't promise a post every day, but lets hope for at least one a week (:
Right now I'm sitting at my Tia and Tio's house in California.
I've got a funky blister on my left index finger and NO clue how it got there (i'm right handed)
I've also got a mullet, and its currently flipping out, cos I now have in my possession some amazing hair fixer upper stuff.
My tummy just got filled up with mash taters 'n gravy and biscuits from Kentucky Fried Chicken, and I have one thing to say. They don't know how to make mashed taters in California like they do in Missouri. Thats fo sho.
I've had a funtastic time in CA so far, all my family are so nice and awesome, I got to go to Disneyland, San Diego Seaport Village, and old town San Diego. I've thoroughly enjoyed hot dry weather and desert landscaping, oh, and huge mountains that never end.
There has been good food eaten, cute cousin babies held, fun cousin conversations had, stomach aches endured, looong showers taken, self discovery, lobsters attacked, new boots bought, and much much more.
I can't wait to share some of my photo's with you all (so far, I've only taken about 300, be proud of me people!) For now, this is what I look like in California,
Excuse the creepy expression..
And have a nice day! <3
Love,
Nonii
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