Happy Halloween!

Today was beyong weird in Environmental Science. Miss Delaney was being extremely serious about Halloween. She asked us if we knew the reasons why people celebrate Halloween. Our answer was for CANDY of course! But nope that isn't the reason. Apparently the majority of people celebrate Halloween so they can worship the devil and practice their wicca. And the witches and warlocks put curses on all the people who come to their doors.
Maybe it is just me, but when I was a youngin' I celecrated Halloween for one reason and one reason ONLY. The candy. And more candy. I bet that the majority (the majority of the majority of the majority) "celebrate" Halloween because they enjoy dressing up like weird (sometimes slutty) people/things.
She also said that there were people out there that are praying right now that some harm would befall us. Now isn't that a cheerful thought. Now I get to spend my Halloween trick-or-treating with my brother and sister paranoid that some creepy person is going to sneak up behind me or them and snatch me/them away.
That's fun.

So instead I will simply be careful and say a prayer over my brother and sister's candy to de-witchitize it. Have a Happy Halloween! Watch The Nightmare Before Christmas or Hocus Pocus!

Saturday

Saturday was a day filled with fun, laughter, volleyball, and tears. EARLY Sunday morning (Friday night if you want to be picky) was super fun because I went paintballing with some awesome friends. It was so much fun. And I got 8th!! (so much better than getting last place like kevin).
Then I had a volleyball tournament on Saturday so I was at school bright and early at 6:15 am. That was NOT fun and NOT something that I care to repeat thank you very much. I actually got there at 6:18 am got out of my car. I grabbed my iPod (very unusual) just in case I wanted a quick listen on the bus, locked my car, and got on the HUGE bus. Then our entire team waited for our late late late coach before calling him at 6:30 am. He told us to leave without him because he was running really late. This is not unusual so the bus driver reluctantly agreed to drive us up to Marlborough (over an hour away) with no adult on the bus.
Once we finally got to the tournament and got our coach the whole day was pretty fun. We dominated in pool play but lost in playoffs to a team that had five players over 6'. We could have beaten them but it feels better to know that they were giants. After that I have to hitch a ride back to school with Ashlyn because I forgot that the bus doesn't stay the whole day. So we drive back and cruise into the parking lot at around 6 pm. That's when I looked around and realized that............

..............my car was gone.

So we called the police and I started crying. And then I thought of all the stuff that I had in my car and I started bawling. Of course I waited until my mom was there and I demanded a hug from her. It was horrible. I just kept thinking of some strange person in my car, driving it around, getting his dirty hands all over everything that I own. Or owned. A list of what was in my car:

1. Pink leopard print overnight bag. the cutest thing EVER
2. facewash, toner, and lotion
3. GOOD foundation
4. favorite blush
5. some makeup brushes
6. my favorite jeans
7. a very nice thing from victoria secret (dang it!!!)
8. 2 expensive hardcover school books
9. favorite pajamas
10. other makeup (i dont want to list it off)
11. necklace
12. memories

and there was one other thing in there.

Tom's football jersey. Yep, when I remembered that... I'd really rather not say what happened when I remembered that. But I felt awful. Horrible, horrible, horrible. But I was also thankful. As my mom pointed out, I'm physically okay. My car wasn't taken from me at gunpoint. I wasn't in an accident of any kind. Nothing but material possessions had been taken. And she was (and is) completely right. I thank God so much that what was taken was only material possessions. My family, my friends, and I am still okay. Whew, that felt a lot better to think about.And now there is a rental car parked in front of my house, a silver Jeep Liberty.

This is a great song.

Better Is One Day

Matt Redman

Psalm 84

How lovely is
Your dwelling place

O Lord Almighty

For my soul longs and even faints for You

For here my heart is satisfied

Within Your presence

I sing beneath the shadow of Your wings

Better is one day in Your courts

Better is one day in Your house

Better is one day in Your courts

Than thousands elsewhere

One thing I ask and I would seek

To see Your beauty

To find You in the place

Your glory dwells

My heart and flesh cry out

For You, the living God

Your spirit's water to my soul

I've tasted and I've seen

Come once again to me

I will draw near to You

I will draw near to You

o_0

So there was a volleyball game today atWhittier Christian. Yep, we killed them 25-9 in one game... but still ended up losing the match. Can you say "ouch"? Because that is what it feels like. High school volleyball is semi-depressing for me. I mostly like the people on my team because they are crazy and cool, but on the court and with our coach we fall apart. And the coach is another subject completely. I actually get worse during high school season. Boy oh boy.
But if I think about the match too much I get slightly sad. So my strategy is to not think about it, to just let it pass. I don't just forget it. You have to learn from the past, but don't dwell on the past.
And my impatient phase is over. The previous post was a stupid stupid thing. Rereading it I realized I sounded like all the people I don't like who just want to dramatize everything, and I'm not that kind of a person. I'm a cool homeslice, yo.
Tomorrow is the aptitude testing, wooooo! Leaving school at 11:20am is AMAZING! And after school I am going to Sarah's with friends to decorate pretty shirts. How exciting, yes I know.
"White and Nerdy" by Weird Al is hilarious. I watch that music video SO MUCH!!!! It is super dee duper funny.

Patience is a virtue...

Good news- life is GREAT. I'm feeling like I'm getting closer to God each day, and Sunday stretch at Bethany just....... was awesome!!! And I received one of the best compliments that I could EVER get. Laura's mom (Laura is a girl on my volleyball team) told me that I was an inspiration on and off the court, that whether I was on the court or yelling my heart out on the bench that I was inspiring and that Christ shines through me. I was amazed. But that so awesome. That others can see God working in me... it just blows my mind.
So that is pretty awesome.
But at the same time I have this whole conflicting situation. It's like a tedious thing.
Three years. Three whole years and now it happens. But the worst part is is that it isn't happening. Blah, blah, blah. Yes I know I'm being impatient. But the waiting and the wondering is the hardest part.

Patience. Yes, I wish I had it. Do I ever wish I had it. I can't wait until tomorrow. I want a hug!
Please don't feel obliged to comment. This was purely a thinking thing, just to get my obsessing out.

Study Hall with the Fang Mastah

Goin to the Point Loma vs Azusa game tonight at Azusa. It's gonna be so much fun!!! And it is only about 30 minutes away. If anyone wants to come with me they can. But no one reads this except Kevin, and HE wouldn't want to go.

There is pretty much a list of what I can't wait for. And what I want to happen.
- Ambassador announcements
- Harvest Festival
- Point Loma VB game
- The SAT (Nov. 4)
for it to be over
- For _____ to ___ that __ _____ me.
- CANDY!
- Club season
- Grey's Anatomy
- College (kinda)
- Spirit Week!

Habits can be pretty hard to break. Right now I'm trying to stop procrastinating, go to bed earlier, eat just a little less junk food, actually do my hair once a week (or two). I will tell you, it is super hard. Especially on the days where I have school, practice from 3-5:30pm, and then an SAT class from 6-9pm. But it's getting better.

Carpe Diem.

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I like hugs. Especially when the weather is like this. They make me happy. :)