Have been meaning to post here since I got the iPod (the 19th?). He is awesome, and happens to be a 32B touch named Tirian Mulder. I've been having a lot of trouble uploading stuff to him (my computer doesn't read him but my mother's does?), but the functions and apps and everything is really spiffy. I also got Hello Hurricane, the new Switchfoot ( Read more... )

My parents spent nearly all of Saturday preparing two small ponds in the side-garden so we could move our pet turtles out of the house. At night, my mother went out to check on them and see how they were faring. I put my flip-flops on and followed after her, and once I got out there she had the bright circle of the flashlight centered in on them, ( Read more... )

I'm thinking about starting another livejournal/xanga for everyone else who doesn't read this one, mostly because this one is sort of private and read by people who, well, I hate to say it, but who understand what I'm trying to say, or who at least try to without defaulting to judgment. I am not a crude, rebellious person, but I know I say a lot ( Read more... )

With seventeen comes a new sense of purpose. I can barely explain it other than I feel like something good is coming, something deeper and more right than what I have seen.  In a way I feel like I'm already right in the middle of it.

In about twenty minutes, I'm heading out to homeschool homecoming. I'm not terribly excited but I think it will be a ( Read more... )

It would be fair to say that my sixteenth year has been sweet. I have been able to think and able to feel so many different emotions and explore a great deal of things. I'm still a big work in progress and I'm still figuring stuff out, but I'm very thankful for another year.

To this last year of my life. To the joy of walking the sidewalk down in ( Read more... )

There has been a great deal to say but not much desire to say it over the past few weeks. It is hard to think on only the things that are lovely, pure, of good report, when you find that you are terribly sensitive to injustice in all sorts of systems. So instead of sorrow, unfairness, and falsehood I think of this instead: the desire that burns for ( Read more... )

Have been thinking a lot about things lately and how I have been feeling so desperate to change the way I do things and who I am. I am constantly aware that I need some sort of overhaul -- perhaps this is because I am constantly aware of the impeding, well, not necessarily impeding sin, as if I'm stumbling somewhere horendously, but more of an ( Read more... )

My hair is currently set in curlers. I am to sleep this way and wear them all next day. My mother set them for me as we skimmed the good bits of Across the Universe. This is in preparation for going to a sweet-sixteen/costume party tomorrow that is Hollywood-themed. I was supposed to go as my favourite Hollywood celebrity (but... most of them are ( Read more... )

 And autumn is here, finally. I spent all summer in my yearly time of unrest, pining quietly away for the comfort and unfolding feeling that comes from the first bit of cold-tinged wind blowing in through the trees at the end of September. On the first of the month Mom made a small chicken and she cooked it all day in the slow cooker and put all ( Read more... )

 Just here to say, hurray! I've kept this blog for two years, with today being the anniversary of me signing up. I don't update quite as much as I ought to, but this is still a fairly good record of my first two years of highscool and now into my third. I have a lot more to write down and I'm going to be hopeful about the future. Come what may, ( Read more... )