Inside Me
So today I went and got chocolate chips so I could make cookies for my spanish class tomarrow. I get home and whip up the cookies in about 15 minutes. Then I'm going to put them on a pan and stick them in the oven when I suddenly get this call from my mom saying 'amber! ur piano group lesson isn't tomarrow at seven! it's today at seven thirty!' I looked at the clock...it was 7:20 and it takes 30 minutes to get to crystal lake. So I was like ahhh and I asked my dad if he'd just stick the cookies in the oven for me. I was like 'dont make them TOO big though, because I need enough for everyone' Then I left and went to my group lesson. i was 20 minutes late, but it wasn't entirely my fault. On the way back home, I stopped at a stop light. Sometimes when I'm stopped at a stop light, I will look over at the person stopped next to me. So I did and this guy is sitting in his car looking back at me. I glanced at him and looked away. A few seconds later I looked back over at him and he's still looking at me, so I was like oook...and looked away and started singing a little to the radio...then I look over at him again and the guy is STILL staring at me! (this was a long stop light)...then he started drumming his hands on his steering wheel, still watching me. I felt sort of violated :-P there was no one on the other side of my car or anything either. SO after about the fifth time looking over and seeing him STILL looking at me...I smiled and waved...lol. The guy raised his hand slowly and waved back. Just then the light turned green, so I stuck my tongue out at him, and stepped on the gas...haha...I am such a dork.
He was probably staring at my massive zit or something. Either that or my ravishingly good looks.
at any rate, I got home and the cookies my dad made are INCREDIBLY SMALL! I was like...why are these so tiny? and he goes 'u said not to make them too big.' But they were so tiny taht they weren't gooey enough for me *tear* But I coudln't really complain since he finished my cookies out of the goodness of his heart...
the end.
Last night I had a dream where I was riding my bike with Jenny. We hadn't even gone past a house on her old street when we got really out of breathe and thirsty. Then we saw a little sign in front of the house that said something to the effect of 'feel free to enter our house when we're not home. If you need a place to stay we have extra rooms.' yeah...thast what it said. So I was like should we? and she was like sure...so we went inside the house, and I'd used to have friends that lived in it back in the day, but the inside was all different. It was HUGE. the inside was way bigger than the outside. And I was like yeah...I remember this...no...no I dont...and we walked back into a sparkling white kitchen, and got down some cups and drank some water...and then we noticed noodles frying in a pan on the stove...dont ask me why they were frying, but they were, and jenny reached in the pan to take a noodle, and i was like JENNY! and she's liek what? and I was like U can't take these people's noodles, we just walked into their house uninvited anyway and she was all 'but those noodles look good' and i was like hmm we better go...and I looked out the front window and a car was pulling into the driveway. It was a little pink car and it had three young hispanic women in it, maybe in their 20's. and we're walking out of the door, and the woman in the driver's seat gets out, and she looks at us and turns to her friend and says in an accent 'ah...looks like the catholics found our house.' and we walked down the steps and I go 'I'm not catholic. I"m lutheran. but jenny's catholic. I hope you dont mind us going in your house, we were taking a bike ride and we got really thirsty...' and the lady was like 'not a problem at all! come again! that's waht the sign's for!' adn then we left and continued on our bike ride, it was very realistic, my neighborhood was just like it was in real life, except tehre were these gigantic catepillars on teh sidewalk, and I was trying not to run over them, but every once in awhile I was going too fast and I'd run over them anyway, and then I remember trying to catch up with jenny because I was trying to tell her something and I was liek AHH! SLOW. DOWN!and finally she did and I started telling her something and then the pink car drove by and the hispanic ladies waved and I rememebr thinking, those are some nice people, we shoudl visit them again sometime...
and then I woke up.
I always have these realistic but odd dreams on nights when I stay up late studying.Go figure
I wrote a very long, very profound blog last night, commenting on life and love and humanity, and God, and all that good stuff.
Just as I was about to push publish my post...I got kicked offline. It was late so I din'dt want to ask my dad to go turn the computer back on, so I thought i'd publish it today...
WELL...for some reason my internet wasn't working even tho it was connected and I had to restart my computer, and I didn't think to save the blog, so unfortuneately, you all are going to have to be deprived of whatever wisdom that wonderful blog contained.
My deepest apologies.
(hehe)
No but really...I wrote a lot and this morning...I can't remember half of it!
At least...I can't remember my thought flow very well. I dont think I could reproduce it.
Another work of art lost to vicious cyber space...tee hee...
Today I spilled white out on my khaki pants...not at the sadie hawkins dance either.
no, just in my room sitting at my desk...
My white out bottle used to click when it closed, but today it went all tricky at me and didn't make a clicking noise. I know it was just doing it on purpose too.
...so I was examining it...opening and closing the cap...when some part of my half asleep brain seemed to decide that turning it upside down might help.
This wouldn't have been so bad except the lid wasn't on it.
So now I have a few very impressive stains.
If anybody knows how to remove white out stains tell me and I will give you a cookie....
except minus the cookie part.
Somebody's been setting off stink bombs like crazy at my school lately. It is REALLY starting to get on my nerves. Now I dont mind the rotton egg smell too much, but when the hallway smells like an old woman, I just draw the line, right there. The other day I walked into religion class, and I hear something hit the floor right by my foot and I was like what the...thinking a stray pencil flew into the room or something...and I looked around for who threw it but they were gone and two seconds later I was like HOLY....and everyone walked in the room and started making faces...we eventually put a fan blowing it out into the hallway...like that helped...sure enough the remains of a stink bomb were sittin there...
If I ever see whoever it is throwing stink bombs...I am going to give him a good talking to...
while slowly ringing my hands around his neck...
*composes self*
no I'd probably just shoot the person a dirty look and walk up wind.
I wonder what the purpose of stink bombs are anyway...
'oooh i made the stair way stink. I"M COOL NOW!'
yay for hump day!
(in case you didn't know...hump day is wednesday...it's because it's the 'hump' in the middle of the week, that, once ur past it, it's all downhill til the weekend. Or so said my spanish teacher freshman year. He was a disturbing man.)
But anywhoo.
I bought a big bag of chocolate at walgreens yesterday, and of course I can't stop eating it today. Remind me not to do that again...well not that it will help I"ll still do it anyway.
I have first quarter exams tomarrow. I'm excited for this weekend because I won't have homework.
My mom declared this Sunday to be 'family home video watching night.' She said we have a lot of home videos we've never watched so thats what we're doing...thus: 'family home video watching night.' I guess maybe I'll share a few camp videos with my parentals. I videotaped our homecoming parade too...I just like video taping things in general.
Right now I'm working on compiling my camp videos. Eventually...I hope...I'll have a (very Low Budget ;-) ) video full of a few camp phillip moments that I can make copies of and give to the people that want them. I can't really get started on it though, until I get a certain plug for my camera, and devise a plan to connect our vcrs, which shouldn't be too hard if I could just get enough time to do so...I'm thinking maybe this Friday I'll work on that...but anyways...let me know if ur thinkin u might eventually want one of those
at any rate I have exams to study for so I should probably go do that huh
I got my hair cut today...or rather....'styled' because...It's not any shorter...it's just different now...well I guess some hairs are shorter but thats besides the point. The point is I think it looks better now.
Also, it smells really good.
some salons make your hair smell really funny. but this one was good.
I also went to walgreens and bought a bag of 'nestle treasures' which is already almost gone.
they must have evaporated...
*looks around and licks chocolate off fingers*
...
WHAT?
1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER? hmm...I think pirates of the carribbean...that was awhile ago...I should get on seeing some movies shouldn't I...
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING? Right now I am reading...'the awakening', one of the books I have to read for school eventually. I read half of King Lear but got disinterested, I was also reading a book called prague that I never finished...and I"m halfway through 1st Kings in my attempt to read the Bible from cover to cover
3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Monotony's always fun hehe...but I think my favorite would have to be Scattegories...and Twister....
4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE? Newsweek, and AP and HM and national Geographic
5. FAVORITE SMELLS? Fresh outdoor air of any season, campfire, cookies baking, Summer grilling (brats..mmm), certain colognes...
6. COMFORT FOODS? Wheat thins and cream cheese all the way. Green olives make them even better...and that creame cheese ham dip my mom makes around Christmas...oh man...basically, I would say: Cream cheese.
7. FAVORITE SOUNDS? Rain while driving, city noises in the distance, waves on the shore, wind rustling dry leaves, bacon sizzling, children running around playing
8. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD? I've never been dryered to death but I can imagine...
9. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? uuuuhhhgghhhhmmmmphhh.....this bed is soft and warm...it's probably cold out.
10. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE? Wendy's, kfc, arby's
11. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? I always thought it would be funny to have twins and name them Alayna lorraine and lorena alane....it would be super confusing...but I wouldn't actually do that. I used to have a list of cool names somewhere but I lost it *cries*
12. FINISH THIS STATEMENT: "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY, I WOULD...? Donate most of it to a worthy cause or two, then buy a lifetime's supply of ramen noodles and build a treehouse, where I would live out the rest of my days
13. DRIVE FAST? Yes. Should I? no.
14. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? I have too many on my bed. If I picked any single one to sleep with, I'd be afraid the others would feel left out. Then they might stage a mass revolt and I would wake up without fingers and toes.
15. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY? Cool! Summer storms are awesome! Especially when the sky turns bright red like at camp that one time. Except when they're life threatening then they get a bit scary.
16. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? *looks around* yeah...it's around here somewhere...yep...should be arriving any minute now...
17. FAVORITE DRINK? Ice cold lemonade...wow...I feel like I"m at work. DId you want ice cold lemonADE or cold lemon ICE?
Huh?
Did you want...
'OH...yeah, yeah I just want that stuff.'*points at lemonade*
*pours some lemonade*
no...the ice stuff.
*frowns*
18. FINISH THIS STATEMENT: "IF I HAD THE TIME, I WOULD LOVE TO...? Make random movies, visit friends, go ice skating...I have never been ice skating...
19. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI? only if they're cooked
20. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD YOU CHOOSE? blue.
21. HOW MANY DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS HAVE YOU LIVED IN? Crystal Lake IL for two years, Woodstock IL for 15 years, Mchenry IL for two weeks,
22. GLASS HALF EMPTY OR FULL? If I'm thirsty, I dont care.
24. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH? Snowboarding/skateboarding, any type of extreme sport
25. SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. Technically...nobody sent this to me, I stole it from Beth, so...Beth's the coolest jr staff director ever! (sorry matthew)
26. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED? wow don't get me started....let's see...a bin of tapes and random plugs and electrical stuff, a bin of hair accessories I dont use, a bin of little toys I used to play with, a box of nail polish, two boxes with porcelin dolls in them, a little portable stereo, a pile of papers from throughout highschool, some posters I took off my wall, a tootsie roll bank, a fraggle rock mcdonald's toy, 'the biggest yo-yo in Illinois' from ten years ago, a highlighter, some paints and a poster board, a wooden sign with 'Amber' carved out of it, a plastic baggy, some yellow shower slippers, a sock, a few spiders, an M+M tin, a can of hair dye from a past halloween...thats all I can see without moving things around or pulling things out...
I think my bed is a hazard
27. TOILET PAPER/PAPER TOWEL-OVER OR UNDER? over...but usually it sits on top of the sink
28. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL: Definitely a night owl, unless I"m super tired.
29. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP? Over-easy, but I like omelets.
30. FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX? In an inner tube or floatational device of some sort, in my bed, on a squishy, comfy couch, in my backyard when it's warm and I have a blanket to lay on, hammocks (sp?) are cool I wish I had one.
31. FAVORITE PIE? mmmm.....pie......I like cheesecake better
32. OF ALL THE PEOPLE YOU E-MAILED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? I dind't email it to anyone. This is a blog.
33. LEAST LIKELY? ...
34. FULL NAME? Amber Alane Chodorowski
35. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? purple pajama pants ith stars on them
36. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Some beginning violin student screeching out twinkle...my mom's teaching in the other room...
37. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR FIRST PHONE NUMBER? 9467
38. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Strawberry cheerios.
39. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Macaroni and Cheese
40. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? Quite warm...
41. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE
PHONE? hmm...my grandma....don't I sound cool ;-) She called about getting some pictures taken with me and my dog
42. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Personality. Weellll...I guess I notice what they look like first...if they look like a nice person or like a cocky jerk...O:)
43. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? I am doing just fine. No school, I have a hair appointment today, and I have a ton of makeup homework...ok...i WAS doing just fine...
44. ALCOHOLIC DRINK? I'm underaged...
45. HAIR COLOR? dark.
46. EYE COLOR? doesn't matter to me
47. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? nope
48. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES: Autumn, 13
49. FAVORITE MONTH? October, March, December
50. FAVORITE FOODS? Wheat thins and cream cheese, anything chocolate, beef, salami, hmmm...there's more I just can't think I'm not hungry right now
51. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? It depends on what year it is.
52. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? YES
53. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS BETTER? How about scary movies with happy endings?
54. SUMMER OR WINTER? fall, but I like snow.
55. HUGS OR KISSES? Hugs, because you can give them to everyone without looking...whats the word I"m looking for...yeah u know what I mean I think.
56. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? relationships
57. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? in ice cream, vanilla, in cake, chocolate
58. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? I had half a mouse pad once...I"m not sure why it was only half a mouse pad but that's waht I had...I don't have one in here but in the other room we have a winnie the pooh mouse pad.
59. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? got back from school wiht a splitting headache, practiced violin and piano a little, ate dinner, and went to bed at 8. Exciting night huh.
60. FAVORITE FLOWER? hmmm...I like flowers in general.
61. PLACE YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO? Canada. hehe
62. BREAKFAST: EAT OR SKIP? Depends on how many times I push the snooze button.
63. HOW MANY VISITS TO DISNEYWORLD/DISNEYLAND? I've been to disney world 3 times. twice when I was little, once after...freshman yaer I think.
64. FAVORITE HYMN? the first noel, go my children, lamb of God pure and hoooooo ly, take my life and let it be, a mighty fortress, away in a manger, what a friend we have in Jesus...there are more...
I had a dream last night where I was a little kid. I looked underneathe my bed and there was a black widow spider! I've never actually seen a black widow, so the spider in my dream looked a lot like one of the spiders on the Lion King Sega game I used to have....
Then the spider said 'please kill me'
and I went :-o!
and it said 'hurry up! Kill me! And my dad is over there asleep. Kill him too!'
So I hurried into the other room and went 'daddy!daddy!spider!eeeeeek!kill it kill it!'
and my dad said 'what kind of spider is it?'
and I said 'a black widow!'
and he goes 'go back to bed. You don't need to worry about black widows when there are brown recluses around.'
(that was comforting)...ha.
So my little girl self crawled back into my bed and lay there too afraid to move, wondering if the spider was goign to crawl out from under the bed and bite me.
And then I woke up...but I was still laying in the same position on my bed so it felt more like 'and then I grew up' and I turned on my light and looked under my covers at least 8 times hahaha
Yay for Indian summers...
today it was like 80 something degrees...
and I was stuck in a school with no AC wearing my oh-so-comfortable (and extremely warm) marian school sweater.
go figure.
today was really a pointless school day. I didn't learn anything or do anything worthwhile all day. We have school off tomarrow and exams thursday and friday so the teachers dont want to start anythign new, nor do they want to start reviewing for exams until wednesday. So I basically just did a lot of in class worksheets and movie watching.
8th hour I developed this splitting headache, that still hasn't gone away.
Earlier I thought about things I wanted to put in this entry and now I can't remember any of them, all I can think about is this headache of mine...I usually like to sweat my headaches out, because taking an advil or tylenol for every little headache is supposed to make you unable to overcome sickness without it or something...I dunno...but this one is super bad so I think I'm going to go hunt down some drugs and get to bed. No school tomarrow...sleeping in woo hoo!
today it was gorgeous outside, one of those rare october days when it's warm enough to run around in short sleeves, yet the air is still crisp and cool enough to feel refreshing.
One of those perfect October days...
at any rate I decided to get out and enjoy it, so I took a really long bike ride with Jodi. I haven't ridden my bike since about freshman year, I forgot how fun it is...downhill, hair blowing in the breeze, feet losing control, tires slipping, body parts slamming into the ground, blood pouring on the pavement...(hehe...JUST kidding...)...
(about everything feet losing control on that is)
oh yes, this is the stuff life is made of.
at any rate, we rode bikes around woodstock for awhile, and then went to olson park to play tennis. or rather...to try to play tennis...
now while we're playing tennis, this is at a park, so there are kids running around everywhere doing usual kids-at-parks things like pretending the sand is 'hot lava' or hitting each other in the head with the swings...you know...just the usual stuff...
and we're playin along and I notice this kid, he looks not more than 5 or 6, real tiny little boy, struttin along the sidewalk on the other side of the fence of the tennis court, and he's singing 'busted, busted so and so go-ot busted! busted, busted...(etc)' and this dark fat kid with a bowl cut rolls up on a bike...he looks maybe 8..9..and the yougner kid starts singing
YO-OUR I-IN TROU-BLE YO-OUR I-IN TROU-BLE!
and I'm thinkin aw...I forgot how cruel kids can be to each other...and then some other older 8 or 9 year old boys start riding their bikes around the younger boy, and he starts hitting the bowl cut kid's bike with a stick...then he apparantly decided to make a game out of attempting to poke this boy's eye out, by hurtling the stick at the boy on the bike. And the boy on the bike starts chanting stuff liek na-na-na missed me! or NO! U JUST GOT MY BIKE BUT U DIND"T GET ME! After awhile the other boys rode off somewhere and it was just bowl cut boy and the little guy. and they start yelling HEY GIRLS! something something BUTTHOLE! *erupts into giggles* I assumed they were yelling at the girls on the playground, since me and my friend are 'so old' ;-)...but then later...bowl cut boy rides his bike over to the other side of the chain link fence and looks at me and my friend and i COULND"T BELIEVE what came out of his mouth! Little 8, 9 year old kid looks straight at us and says:
BRIAN SAYS THAT U F*** YOUR DAD!
and the 6 yera old kid runs up behind him and screams at him I DID NOT! I DID NOT SAY THAT AND YOU KNOW IT! YOU"RE JUST TRYING TO MAKE ME LOOK BAD! I DID NOT! and then the little SIX YEAR OLD starts swearing! I couldn't believe half the things coming out of their mouths, I didn't even know half those words when I was their age!
Well. I thought of a million and one things I coudl have said to that those kids. I wanted to sit them down and have a good long talk with them and explain how wrong it is to say things like that and I dunno give them a hug! I just felt sincerely bad for them both! But they were sorta riding away on their bikes fast pace and all I had time to say was 'HEY! you don't SAY things like that!' but they were gone, and I couldn't help wondering where their mother was.
Today was another uneventful weekday...after two luxurious days of sleeping in until like...noon... I had to drag my sorry butt out of bed at 7...hahaha...tats not even that early, I'm just a wimp when it comes to mornings...
The thing about me and mornings is, we dont mix...but that's not always entirely true...I'm not a huge grump in the mornigs or anything...not usually...it's just getting out of bed that's hard...I can wake up and be the most cheerful person ever...depending on what there is to wake up to...
and waking up to undone homework assignments is definitely something to make me want to roll back over and become unconscious...
anyways, it was one of THOSE mornings this morning.
I went to school though...somehow...after pushing my snooze button twice (thats why I ended up getting up at seven) and I did my homework something liek this:
psych before school
precalc during psych
then we had a motivational speaker...he was actually really good...hilarious in fact...he reminded me a lot of mr. durbin from stevens point...but most of u I guess would not know who he is...he was also a funny man...except after I'd heard his jokes the sixth year in a row but that was ok..anyways moving on...
I finished my precalc during religion
did my spanish in precalc
comp speech during lunch
government in comp speech
and then went to spanish...
and I was this close...to falling asleep in government...
yes...just another typical day at marian central
I guess a year or two before I came to marian...soem squirrel got fried in a water heater or some weird thing like that...so they had to cancel school...
if only something like that would happen
of course I'd settle wiht someting less brutal like a water pipe bursting...that happened my freshman year...it was great they let us out third hour...
but why am I complaining, really...
this is like the shortest week ever...we just had two days off...
my psychology book informed me I need to salt my fruit.
...
I did it too.
not half bad.
*munches on a salty banana*
....
WHAT?!
October is here...actually...has been here...where does time go? I've probably commented on time before...but I guess it's a worthy concept.
anyways, I just had a four day weekend, and what did I do? Absolutely nothing.
well I tried to go shopping...but I went on sunday and stores closed early so I didn't even buy anything...tragic for my wardrobe, good for my pocketbook.
yesterday I slept until noon...
today I woke up around 9 and sat around...I ate three poptarts and some bean soup...I also tried to get a lot of my videos from over the summer onto a tape so they're easier to watch...
this was annoying though because I have to plug my camera into the tv, but the battery keeps running out so I have to stop every ten minutes to recharge it, because when I bought the camera it didnt' come with an extension so I can plug the camera into the wall or something...but of course I bought the whole thing at a garage sale for forty bucks so I can't complain.
after awhile messing with a camera gave me a headache so I thought about starting my homework...
thought about it. I never said I did it.
it's a gloomy, rainy day...and I"m bored out of my mind.
I always hate when people say they're bored it's like...just DO something!
so I guess that's what I should do...stop moping around and Do something.
my homework would be a safe bet.
oh...I wrote a poem the other day:
I drew your picture
spent a minute
spent an hour
spent a day, spent all power
focused on your honest face
nothing there escaped my glare until
the surface changed. and still
time spent. Denial grew, and grown
overcame the changed facade
reasons left unexplained.
and then truth rose and told
a soul's sad story
and strewn across your honest face
lay dust derrived from my erase
yep. the end.
My mom's been mad at me lately...it's partly because I didn't practice very good for district auditions...and I got 22nd chair...which means I"m not going to allstate this year...and she knows it's because I was just lazy because I was first chair last year and made allstate HONORS last two years in a row...so as a result she's been mad at me, and is always nagging at me about EVERYTHING...and every little thing she thinks I'm being lazy about she's breathing down my neck about...and my grades at school aren't so hot either...
whoever said sr. year was easy needs to die.
Don't get me wrong...I love my parents...they're my parents I sort of have to...but they just yell and scream about every little thing. I"m surprised the neighbors haven't called up the child abuse people yet, you can hear my mom yelling her head of from like down the street...she gets vicious.
my dad's the same way. he gets angry about college and money most often. u'd think HE was the one having to afford college soon...but anyways I guess they just want what's best for me but...I dunno my family is odd. or maybe not so odd...i think every family is dysfunctional in some way or another.
my dad in church...I can't believe him...during the sermon he leans over and whispers 'pastor's going to start talking about the stained glass windows next.' Then he's trying to coax Tad Schubring's toddler into our pew...then he's playing with the kid's little toy truck on the back of the pew...then during a hymn where the men had to sing a verse, and the women had to sing a verse he whispers...MEN ARE GOING TO WIN! and after the men sang, and the women (they're always quieter) started singing he looks at me and whispers 'yeah!' and does the 'yes!' thing with his arm...and I'm sitting here, innocently trying to worship God! I'm stumbling through this hymn verse while my dad keeps poking me and making signs indicating the 'women were losing' and after awhile I couldn't help but laugh and had to stop singing completely...
*shakes her head* my daddy needs to learn how to sit still in church. Maybe he's paying me back from when I was a toddler...you know, when you used to have some toy with you, and u'd crawl underneathe the pew and wave at the other kids crawling underneathe the pews...and then u'd stand up and use the pew as a table as you colored on your church bulliten...and then u'd go back under the pew and contemplate people's feet..and emerge in someone else's pew and look up at them and they'd always smile and then your parents would look around and yank you back up from under the pew and look at you angrily and tell you to stand up straight and behave...so u'd stand up but you couldn't see anything anyway because the pew in front of you would be taller than your head...so u'd eventually sneak off and just lay underneath the pew hoping they wouldn't notice...and eventually u'd be threatened with no refreshments after church...this only worked when they were actually HAVING refreshments after church...
I still remember doing that...I still remember the view of the church from underneath the pew and what it felt like to be 2 1/2 feet tall...crazy huh...
anyways.thats it for today. I wrote a lot.
