The last time I wrote a break-up entry I was hoping I'd never have to do it again. Yet, here I am, almost exactly two years later with almost exactly the same feelings as the last time. How ironic that we made it through 11 months, most of the time apart, only to break up three weeks before I come home ( Read more... )

Soybean oil and vegetable oil are really the same thing. As far as I can tell, the only difference is that you cannot find vegetable oil anywhere in any of the five miniature grocery stores I frequent, but you can find soybean oil at them all ( Read more... )

Today!it!snowed!
And at 10:27am
I looked out my classroom window
and the big white flakes
were falling fast.
I!got!so!excited!
And I felt like running outside
and dancing in it
and throwing snowballs
and canceling school
and building a snowman.
But, instead
I taught a World History class.

And now it all melted.
What a depressing day.

Hola amigos. Me gusta espanol mucho, pero yo no lo uso mucho. No se por que. Yo pienso es porque nadie habla espanol conmigo. Si tu esta leyendo este y tu puedes hablar espanol, tu debes hablar conmingo. Tengo miedo que yo olvidare espanol si yo no uso. Estoy leyendo El Leon, la Bruja, y el Ropero en espanol para practicar. Pero, ya yo olvide mucho ( Read more... )

Today
I held a baby
that was born yesterday.
That's a first for me.
She may have been
the cutest thing I've ever seen
or at least the cutest thing
I've ever held.
I can see why people want one.
I kind of want one,
or maybe I still want to be one
I'm not sure which.

Life is strange;
when it comes
and when it goes.

I feel like my life has been totally erratic lately.
I sleep in odd intervals at no set time.
I eat sporadically.
Everything is perfectly inconsistent.
I'm ready for normalcy to return.
I just don't know what normal is anymore.

Stop whatever you are doing right now
and go tell your mother that you love her,
because some day you'll wish you had said it more,
but you won't be able to anymore.

I want today to just be a bad dream
that will be over tomorrow.

I lovelovelove
Eureka Ephesians
and their lack of spit
and how they hate knockout
(just like me)
and how I can leave them alone
and know they won't kill each other
and how there is only six
and how later this week
we're going to paint our nails (!)
and how we bake cupcakes
and how they love me
and make me happy
and make me love my job.

I hatehate ( Read more... )

Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
just from sin and self to cease;
just from Jesus simply taking
life and rest, and joy and peace.

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him.
How I've proved Him over and over.
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,
oh for grace to trust Him more.