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"Oh great you got me doing it now"

Yeah, well, thats just because you're around me. I'm contagious. Haha :).
So how is everybody? I'm pretty good. I might go to a Jonas Brothers Concert this year!! Thats so exciting. Not that I'm particularly thrilled about them...they're pretty good...but the whole idea of going to a concert is pretty amazing.

I'm a very happy person now, actually. I have awesome friends, an AMAZING boyfriend, and an incredible family. Things are going well. I changed my earings (in my third hole) and its so much fun! Haha that sounds stupid. But who cares?

OH and....uhhh....i totally forgot what I was going to say. Darn it.

Oh well. Now I've posted. yay me.

You do all things well

I just went shopping...got spoiled yet again by the wonderful parents...and now I'm in a thoughtful mood. I'm not materialistic, really, I'm not. I just like to shop. I like clothing. But...there are so many people who don't have what I do. So to start off, I'd like to show that I really am grateful for what I have. The shopping, the room, the proerty, the dogs, my friends, chris, my church, my family, my relationship with God. Sheesh, I feel like its Thanksgiving! But really, isn't this supposed to be how we feel all the time? Arn't we supposed to be grateful? Cause we were created by a Lord who loves us because we're us. Not when we're good, not when we're praising him. He loves people who laugh in the face of the church. He loves people who spit on the bible out of pure distaste. So, fellow Christians, we're lucky we have this relationship. Yeah, of course we have doubts. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really in tune enough with God to be "saved". To earn my place in heaven. I mean, I love him. Obviously. I just don't feel like I put it out there enough. I have my share of sins, you know? I have a few people in my life I should probably be more accepting of, and a few people in my life I should probably be more forgiving of. I can be alittle to focused on me and my life at times, but not to an extreme. I'm not always responsible. I don't wear dresses that cover ninety five percent of my body and skip with school books and chipmunks or anything. I don't feel that I have to. I feel like I have to be me, and I have to be what I know God wants me to be, and I have to make sure that people know about my faith. I am fully confident that I was not put on this world to preach on the side of the road in a robe with a bible and little hand out bible verses. Thats great, but thats not where I am. I want to show people what it is to live Christ. Not beat the bible on the ground and threaten people with Hell. That bugs me, honestly. I don't think you have to be a die-hard Christian that goes to Church every sunday and takes the bible word for word to be saved. Its up for interpretation. God made us individuals for a reason. Why does God care what we call him? Allah, Jahovah, God, whatever it is that gets you close to the "higher power" that I happen to label God. I believe theres things we dont' know, unanswered questions that we'll just never find out on this Earth. I believe free will is a blessing, and by choosing to do good things you will be saved. I believe Jesus Christ is my savior and died many years ago today painfully on a cross. More importantly, I believe that he did it out of love. I believe that he was burdened with the Human Condition, and that he may even have thought about pulling out. He could have, to. Easily. God loved him, and God gave Humans the choice. Free Will. So he could've backed down, and lived the rest of his life normally. He died for us, guys. He chose to have his flesh ripped off his body and have metal forced through his skin and through his bones slowly, then feel his body hang off a few posts with a knife in his side and blood covering him. Thorns digging into his skull. He had the courage, and the faith, to do that for us. To save our souls by sacrificing his. He loves us, and deserves the same respect. But I don't think you have to give it to him by being a Bible beater. (ex. The Creation Museem) The bible is the best book of philosphy ever written. But thats just what it is. A divinely inspired book to live by. To go to, to learn from. What you get out of it is between you and God. Or you and Allah. Or you and whoever it is that you believe in (or lack there off).

On that note, I'm going to go to Good Friday service.

Thanks for listening.

Manic Monday

Sheesh, I guess today I'm running on four hours of sleep and hot chocolate.

Stupid homework. Really, it gets nothing accomplished.

Happy Saint Patricks Day, everybody!

I got my puppy!! He's adorable. I don't think I've ever seen anything cuter in my life. Well, except maybe Brandy as a puppy. But supposedly he's going to get hugeee...his dad was 135 lbs.
I love him...little puppy with no name (because we can't settle on one yet.)

Meghan and I are kinda of dressed up today, which is fun. Black sweatpants which Dad and Georges kindly decorated in fancy writing and shamrocks. I had a good weekend, obviously. I mean, whats not to love? Puppy, hanging out with my boyfriend, hanging out with my sisters even if they were relentless......but i guess thats what they're for.

Off to school now with my homework half done...please Mr.Mark don't check the math....or at least, only check the first half.

Lots of love!

We're getting a puppy, We're getting a puppy

Yay!!!!! I'm sooo excited. Saturday morning we're going to drive out and....well, according to dad, just "look" at the puppy. But I then ask why to just "look" at the puppy he's bring the right amount of cash to "buy" the puppy in his pocket. Just a question. Besides, anyone who knows my dad know's he's a total softy. There will be no pet the puppy then turn it down. Nope, its just not going to happen.

So there you have it. New puppy on the way. I'm just curious now as to how well it will go over with Brandy.....Hmmmmm.......


I'm so happy! He's adorable and he's going to be bigggg. Which is what we wanted. :)

Oh, yeah, other weekend plans.....Saturday night, probably hanging out with Chris.....Sunday my sisters are coming over....at some point I might have to meet up with Meghan....maybe that'll be the Friday night play.

Happy Thursday, everybody!

Life's A Rollar Coaster Ride

So lets put on some comfortable shoes and scream our lungs out! Good advice, if I was capable of taking it. Heh. Well, I guess I'm just concerned about my voice. Ever since I got sick its been...mediocre, at best, and I think its because I'm scared of it. Which would be really nice to get rid of but then I think too much. So now I'm struglling to hit an E when normally I go wayy higher then that. It would be much appreciated if I could get over that now. :( But I'm hoping it will go away soon. I shouldn't worry too much about it, right? I mean, its only NYSSMA solos coming up.
In other news.....hehe.....I guess I'll have to wait on this one to confirm or dad will give me some form of death glare but lets just say I'm really excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And really happy. Cross your fingers, even though you don't know what it is I'm talking about.

Lots of love to all of you.

P.S. in case you were curious I am on the downstairs computer and this keyboard is soooooo nice I love it I want it forever. Except I like my laptop keyboard too. <3

I've got to move on and be who I am

Lights...Camera....ACTION. And its over. Poof, just like that, the long awaited way-too-many-things-to-do weekend has come to a close. Thank the lord. It went well, though. Even better then I thought. So, saturday morning I woke up at.....seven, I think. I wasn't planning on getting up, but I was half-asleep as I read "the bus is almost here and chiara and marc-anthony arn't here yet. i don't know what to do". By the time I finished, I wasn't asleep at all anymore. I imediatly went into "calm down kerianne and hope for the best while panicing silently" mode. But it all worked out, they ended up there just on time and the bus left with everything they needed.....well, except the process paper and bibliography. I mean, why would things go perfectly as planned? Where is the excitment in that? So kerianne calls me in another panic and i put on a pair of not so good rain shoes over my baggy PJ pants and throw on a huge sweatshirt and dive into the car to go to kerianne's and email her the paper. By the time I got there, she had gotten a hold of her mom and the job was done, so I went back home and emailed the process paper off my laptop. It didn't help, they discovered they had no printer. So (only after Mr. Rauschenbach's approval) they told a slight white lie and kerianne's father braved the rain to drive over an hour and bring them the copies. I then called Chris, who had found out the night before that he was going to meet my entire family the next day. I called his house and Jeanne answered. I asked to talk to him, and she said "well what would you do if i told you he was still in bed?" I said "i'd tell him to get his but out of bed because we have to go soon." So she laughed and forced him onto the phone. I felt like his mother, waking him up and making him get out of bed over the phone. Then I went and braved the yucky next door shower so Aunt Jeanette and Locke could shower over here. When we were all ready we went and picked Chris up and then we were off. I'm going to fast foward the stop to the deli, the packing of food, and the car ride full of music and admiring Aunt Jeanettes southern accent. When we got there, I started introductions, and he looked overwhelmed as I expected. But he survived, made many good impressions and even lived through my sister's loud spurts of laughter. Can I just say that I love my family? Anyone who knows how crazy I am would realize that I fit in around them, so I do get it from somewhere. After the party, we went back to my aunt's house. Chris, my cousin sean and my uncle richard sat and played guitars for a longg time so that was awesome. My cousins tackled me and twisted me and flipped me and i kicked them and we all laughed and it was sooo much fun until Joe and Sean joined in, so I bailed. call me crazy, but they're BIG guys. I'm little. Haha. Then we left there at like....almost eight that night. When we got home there was a big storm going on so Chris came with us cause no one was home at his house. The power was out, which is one of my favorite things in the world. We lit all these candles and listened to the wind and it was perfect. My dad was tackling the dog on the floor, mom was laying the recliner and me and chris sat on the couch. Haha it was pretty awesome. Then aunt jeanette called cause she was lost cause of detours so we had to get her home so Chris ended up going at like eleven or eleven thirty. Then me and dad went exploring cause he's sooo curious to find the problems. When we got home everyone hung out in the living room in their PJS, and i fell asleep. At like one in the morning mom woke me up to send me upstairs cause the power was back on. So then I woke up early to bring Aunt J and Locke back to the airport and on the way I stopped at the church just to drop things off. I was really fast, and I felt bad cause I just ran by everybody and left. Then i jumped back in the car and we were off. When we dropped them off there was a huge hug fest, hugging everyone (probably twice, it got crazy I couldn't tell) and then we all laughed at how stupid we must have looked and ended up hugging the car. People were definatly staring. (By the way, if you stayed with me so far thanks! I won't ramble too much longer.) Then we went back home and Mom and Dad turned right aroudn to go bring Grandma's car back cause Aunt J borrowed it while I stayed home and did my homework. Then we rushed (late, as usual) to the church to join the train of cars of all the people I love from my church to go ice skating. It was better the rollar skating because I can actually ice skate. Even Chris was alittle shaky, I was so proud. I want to go again like right now. So that was alot of fun, and I hung out evenly with all the people there. I even kept total cool when Chris's oldd ex girlfriend was there. Haha, I actually don't really care. But it was kinda funny. So the we ate and hung out and then everyone left but em and her friends and mike and kelley and us so we went out for pizza. By the time i got home at like nine that night i was sooo tired and I did my homework and talked to Chris on the phone and don't remember like any of it. I was sooo braindead. So that was my crazy weekend, thanks for listening! Lets hope next weekend I dont' have to run aroudn quite as much....though if meghan comes over on Sunday and convinces me to put green streaks in my hair and get dressed up for St. Patricks Day my weekend could get really interesting......hmmm....we'll see how that goes.......<3 Lots of love!

Arghhhhhhh

Woke up this morning tired as usuall.....with a really bad taste in my mouth. Forced myself to get into the shower and BAM. I haven't felt that sick in so long. I was totally out of breath and couldn't catch it, my stomach felt like it was exploding, my legs went numb. I ended up just sitting in the middle of the shower cause I couldn't stand up. Thats the third time in a week something along those lines has happened. If I'm getting sick, I wish it would just happen already.

On a lighter note, Kelly commented my myspace pics, I'm not going to school tomorrow, I don't have to swim in gym class today and I got a 96 on my first Junior-level-math test!! One that most kids got an 85 or below on!!! I was proud.

Oh, and I'm doing "Summertime" as my NYSSMA solo this year. Not my choice of song, but its high, and its a level six, so thats good at least. I'll show Mr. Clark I can hit a B. I ain't no Soprano Two.

Just a minute more....

.....isn't that always the answer for sleep? Just one more minute, you obnoxious little alarm clock. Well hey, I don't honestly think it'll do me any good. I'm so throughly exhausted its ridiculous. Good thing I'm taking wednesday off, or I don't know what the heck I would do to survive this week.

I can't really talk about it, cause I have to get ready for school, but I went to Chris's Saturday night. It was amazing. Really, I had the most awesome time......watching the movie. :)
No, but really, even just talking to him is totally awesome.
Okay I swear I'm done being an obsessive girl now. Promise.

Off to schooll.......lucky me. Hrumph.