I'm in study hall, bored, again. Seriously.

Seriously.

"Seriously, George, seriously!"

Oh trust me, I can take any situation and somehow put a Grey's Anatomy quote in there. I'm sure I annoy everyone I know because I constantly quote movies and Grey's. And the worst part is they usually don't know what on earth I am referring to. So I end up laughing all by myself which somehow makes it seem funnier to me. A list of quotes.

"Ferris Bueller, you're my hero."

"Bueller?... Bueller?... Bueller?"

"Look, it's real nice that you hope my brother is feeling better, but I'm in danger, okay? I am very cute, very alone and very protective of my body. I don't want it violated or killed, all right? I need help! Speaka de English?"

"Last thing I need at this point in my career is fifteen hundred Ferris Bueller disciples running around these halls. He jeopardizes my ability to effectively govern this student body."
"Well, makes you look like an ass is what he does, Ed."

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

"Life's a box of chocolates, Forrest. You never know what you're gonna get."

"Oh, yes sir. Bit me right in the buttocks. They said it was a million dollar wound, but the army must keep that money 'cause I still haven't seen a nickel of that million dollars."

Forrest Gump

"She looks like my third grade teacher, and I hated my third grade teacher... wait a minute, she is my third grade teacher!"

"Well, how long is your program? Well, it was a million tiny little things that, when you added them all up, they meant we were suppose to be together... and I knew it. I knew it the very first time I touched her. It was like coming home... only to no home I'd ever known... I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew. It was like... magic."

Sleepless in Seattle

"Austin Powers, you are very toite. Yesh, toite like a tiger!"

Goldmember: Dr. Evil, we still have the ultimate insurance policy. May I present to you, the very sexual, the very toite, Austin Power's fahza.
Dr. Evil: His what?
Number 2: His fahza, Dr. Evil.
Dr. Evil: His farger? What's a farger?
Goldmember: His fahza. You know, the fahza.
Dr. Evil: You know Goldmember, I don't speak freaky-deaky Dutch. Okay, perv boy
Goldmember: Fahza, his dad, dad is fahza.
Dr. Evil: Oh, his dad. His *fa-ther*

Austin Powers Goldmember

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Week OF Thanksgiving

Yay! A week off! Woooooot wooooooooooooot!
As you can see I am pretty excited, even though it means I don't get to see my friends as much. We are leaving for San Diego on Friday so that will (of course) be awesome. Even though I will have to be in a car for 2 consecutive hours with my brother and sister. Eeeeek. I might slip a little NyQuil in their drink...........
And even though I originally made fun of the Wii (and people who liked them) I take it back since the thing is cool. And fun to play. My arm was actually sore from playing *cough*DOMINATING*cough* tennis. Come to think of it, my arm is STILL sore. That's just pathetic.
And I have been babysitting the twins for three days in a row. After about 3 hours on the first day I realized that when I have kids, it will be one at a time! There will be NO TWINS. It's crazy how they feed off of each other. At 18, and still pretty immature, I am not good at handling them both together.
I'd also like to ask for prayer for Rose, again, since the doctors have just confirmed that the cancer has spread to her bones and there isn't anything they can do to stop it. And prayer for me as well.
Anyways, I hope this week has been goin great for all and that everyone has a HAPPY THANKSGIVING.

Week Before Thanksgiving

Wow, the week before Thanksgiving break is so dang busy!! Every single teacher wants to cram in a lovely test before the break. I even had four tests in ONE day and tomorrow I have THREE. I know you are only allowed to have two a day but somehow I end up having more than that everyday. But I can't really complain because I'd rather take them now instead of after break.
And chapel today was really cool. It was also a bit awkward at times because our school is so white. It's not a good or bad thing, it is what it is. We don't get up and dance in the aisles or echo every "Hallelujah" or "Amen" that is said. There were times where I felt like being louder, but I fell into the peer pressure because those sitting around me were quiet. It would have been a lot more fun if I could have stood up.
Anyways this post is going to be short because I am actually procrastinating. Big suprise I know. But if everyone who reads this could pray for a woman I know (she is like my grandma) named Rose that would be much appreciated. She was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer. She is having emergency surgery soon, but they don't think it will help much. It has been a hard road for her lately and I know her family is having a hard time processing the news. They could all use prayer during this time.

<3

Mi Coche #2!

Yes! A part 2 to the finger-biting part 1! Now Kevin can stop nibbling his fingers (cannibal) and can play wii (right?) with his stubs.
Recap- my car was stolen and the po-po called me to inform me that it was found in Norwalk.
So after the long and grueling SAT on Saturday, I came home excited. I was PUMPED to go and get my car. Pumped and nervous because I really didn't want to see my car with the interior ripped up and the exterior ruined. I didn't want to go inside my car and see how the inconsiderate bunghole hotwired my car.
So my dad and I drove to the police station and were told to go to the towing impound place. We go, and the place is closed! WHAT? But a rather large man told us that we could call and make an appointment to come back later the same day. All of a sudden from inside this dusty white building I hear a little kid crying. So there has to be someone in there right now. Excellent... we can get my car now! But my dad called and the man inside with his little kid said that there was nobody at the shop at that time and after my dad said he could hear him in there the man said that he would charge us $200 if we wanted to get the car now. The actual price is $43. What a little................
This is where it gets exciting.
As we were driving home my dad said he had an errand to run. Alright good for my dad. He then said that we were going to the Honda dealer. I was excited about that! My mom and I have gone twice before to test drive the Elements and get pricing and stuff. My dad and I decided to do the same. We check out the '07 models and find out that there is only one red one in stock. BAM!! CRAZINESS! Out of nowhere we are in the office negotiating prices. My dad is amazing at negotiating prices. He had my mom look up the car online and carsdirect.com and give him their price. He pretty much told the manager that that was the price we wanted, and if they didn't want to make a deal then we weren't interested. I didn't think it was going to work. I mean we are talking a couple thousand dollars off the price, at least. BUT they did it!! WOOOT!
So now I have a red rental car and my red Element outside of my house, and my baby Trooper at the Isuzu dealership to be fixed.
So does anyone want to buy a '94 manual Isuzu Trooper? It's in great condition... the pooper who took it didn't scratch it or shred anything. HEY, calm down there! Don't break my door down! :)
So a very very happy Sunday to you all. Drink lots of water and have a nice banana.

Mi Coche!

My car has been found!!! It was in Norwalk. Very cool considering I thought it became a convertible in Mexico. Cut the top off and presto! Instant convertible.
I don't know what condition it is in, or if they found the beepers that took it, or if any of my stuff is in it. I am just wishin', hopin', thinkin', and prayin' that I will be able to drive it again. My mom got one of her stolen cars back and she said she couldn't drive it again. I hope that doesn't happen.
So while I am taking the SAT tomorrow my parents will be at the Norwalk sheriff station signing my car back! :) WOOT!!!
There will be an EDIT tomorrow because I know that I have left my readers on the edge of their seat, nibbling their fingers in suspense.
YAY!! MY CAR!!

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

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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.

EDIT------

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

I'm just about to leave for Palm Springs in about 5 minutes. But I really feel so blessed right now that I had to share it.

I think I might have found a college that is perfect for me, and funnily enough I didn't even want to go there in the beginning. Did God lead me there? Did God push my dad to take me to San Diego? I'd like to think He had something to do with it, and I think He really did.

Things are going pretty good right now and I'm afraid that one day it will just stop. But for now I am not going to forget about God during the good times. Even though things are going great for me... they aren't going great because I did everything by myself. God deserves all the glory.

So... YAY!
Have a great weekend all. :)

Giving Blood

EDIT:

Giving blood is such a natural high. Seriously. I couldn't stop smiling for the 5 minutes and 45 seconds that blood was draining out of my arm.

And I only smiled harder when I found out that I beat Kevin's time. :)

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It's 11:52 pm right NOW. And in some amount of hours (that I don't feel like calculating because I just found out that I did bad on my math test) many people, including me, will be giving blood. I'm super excited that I can give blood. I only have a couple of worries.
1. I will have low iron and will not be able to actually give blood. Bummer.
2. It's very unlikely, but I'm afraid I will faint, pass out, hit hard.
But apparently we get sandwhiches afterwards, yay!!! And Kevin better be right about that. Ya hear Kevin???

College applications are coming up. I have to find a SAT class to take online, or find one that only goes on weekends. I can't take a class on weekdays because I have volleyball, even though it feels like it is sucking the life out of me. Against St. Josephs on Thursday I RAN INTO A POLE trying to save a ball. And we still didn't win. It was close, but...
no win.

This post is turning negative.
But here's something funny. My dad just pried open our safe about 20 minutes ago. Yep. And it only took him about 5 minutes with an extremely large crow bar. What a safe, what a safe. I feel safe.

Movies

Movies are awesome. Take You've Got Mail. Such a great feel-good movie, with an ending that makes me cry every single time. The story is a composition of romance and comedy. That is just the best kind of movie there is.
There is some sort of fascination in the world with movies that have shootings, blood, and just plain scary stuff! Why would I EVER want to watch one of those movies? Everytime I see one, I get a little more freaked out of the world. Each time I see a movie like that it becomes a part of me. It really does. It does for all of us.
Give me a funny movie, a romance movie, an inspirational movie, a family movie, a disney movie, a ______ movie and I'll take it. Just exclude the scary movies. Except the dirty movies. Those can burn. :]

Some great and awesome movies:
You've Got Mail
Sleepless in Seattle
Remember the Titans
When Harry Met Sally
Grease
Stick It
Raising Helen
13 Going On 30
Legally Blonde
Austin Powers

Movies are great. But don't base your whole life around them.
Society needs to stop pushing the envelope farther and farther. Pretty soon our movies will be like those in 1984 and by then the world will be loving them. Pretty scary.

The girls of Stick It

While on the bus last night, Sarah and I were talking about dating and kissing and what is okay. What is okay????? That requires some serious thought, and some serious asking yourself what God says is okay.

Numero Uno

The first post, yeah baby!!!!!!