Great Things

So, I was doing homework and got distracted. But, I like the results of it. I came across some street art and other little things that made me smile.

Here's a small shout out to Rob:

The Three Wise Men?


Piano Stairs (music not included):

Fireplace turned Opera Stage:

Oh Chuck:

Had this been presented to me when I was younger, I might have eaten more vegetables:


So much for doing homework.

Summer Birthday Cure

Work at a summer camp. And have really awesome friends. Then no one forgets your birthday and you have the greatest day ever. Just so you know.

Churchie Church

So, this week about 3 people quoted this and said, "I don't have this memorized so you should go home and look it up." Good thing I did, because it's really empowering:

My Banner Is Clear

The inspiring commitment of a young African 
pastor from Zimbabwe

I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have Holy Spirit power, my die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I'm a disciple of Jesus. I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still.

My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I'm finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning, smooth knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.

I no longer need pre-eminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by patience, am uplifted by prayer, and labor by power.

My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable, and my mission is clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back, deluded, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won't give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed up, preached up for the cause of Christ.

I am a disciple of Jesus. I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work till He stops me. And when He comes for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me-my banner will be clear.

Quid Pro Quo?

So lately I've been thinking a lot about Quid Pro Quo. At what cost will I do things? This has come to mind for a lot of reasons but mostly because I have to start thinking about my summer plans (In February? NOT okay). Should I:

A- Go work at Aspen Grove for 3 months and forget about life in P'town

B- Still work at the paint shop

C- Find a completely new job

D- Take full time classes and work at the paint shop part time

E- Just work as much as possible to save money for a potential mission

F- Work a medium amount and build my resume by going to conventions and workshops which happen to always be expensive

GHIJKLMNOP....

Too many choices. But I'd rather that than have no choices I suppose.

Who wants to decide my future for me? Anyone? PLEASE.

For you Mommy

Oh and...

Here's my piece for DancEnsemble so far, just for you Momsie.

I guess I'll post

A couple weeks ago my family hosted a party hardy at the cabin... It was pretty rock-awesome. And it turns out that we had an animagus in our midst:

Who knew that little ol stryksie was both dog AND human? He pulled out a wicked fast transformation on us.

These may not be the most artistic and classy photos, but they do represent the accurate happenings of that day.

And now to my more current life:

Last week was just one of those weeks. Not bad, just... trying. In DancEnsemble we had a registrar from The Graham Company come and set a Martha Graham piece on us. Everyday we rehearsed from 3 to 6, 7 ish and then for a couple of Saturdays we practice from early o'clock to afternoon o'clock. The thing is... it's not even a hard dance. It's kinda ugly in my opinion too.

But it is a cool experience to have the core traditions from Martha Graham taught to us. I think we could have learned it in less time though. The teachers just didn't really come prepared. Ug.

I went rock climbing on Friday, which was rock-awesome. I could only climb the 5. 9 and lower rated walls because I'm a weakling but I could climb more than my date. Boo yah. I felt a little bad for him though. My arms are still sore. Looks like I'm in dire need of a P90X pounding.

Oh, and about a week ago I saw MOMIX at Kingsbury hall. If you don't know em, you should. The show was phenomenal. Check them out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=doH1BUN7eLk&feature=related

Don't be alarmed though.... here's fair warning that it's a bit odd.

I'm also searching for next year's housing. I really want to live in a house. I NEED TO MOVE! I'm sick of my apt. It's been great, but its time is spent. Thank you for doing your best Brookview (despite your leaky ceiling, broken shower head, stained carpet, freezing windows, broken toilet seat, cinderblock walls, oily cabinets, and leaky faucetS), I once loved you, but I've got to move on.

I just was on Fbook and saw a super awkward-height couple. The girl was a frillion times taller than the man. Good thing I'm short and I'll never have to worry about that. I count my blessings starting with that one.

I'm going snowboarding for the first time ever this Friday. SOLID. I am so so so so excited. Everyone says that your first time is the worst, and definitely the most embarrassing but all I really care about is whether I'll get battle wounds or not. I hope I do. It'll be rad. Plus... It's Free! Again, I have found another blessing in life- I'm a GIRL!!! So, on occasion boys ask me on dates= free entertainment.

This Saturday I'm going to Ririe-Woodbury's concert. It's always a hit or miss with modern concerts. Hopefully this one is good and hopefully I'll remember to update you on the outcome. We'll see.

It's late. I hate homework. Good Evening and Good Night.