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Name: Smo Gender: Female
Interests: pin the tail on the donkey, becoming a passionate follower of Jesus Christ, music, candy, and winning the noble peace prize. Expertise: thumb war, Ohio history, wounded pumas football, skanking, spontaneousnessness, 5 minute walk record triva Occupation: Student Industry: Construction
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Member Since:
12/11/2004
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| Dear xanga world,
I have offically started another blog...so that means this may be my last entry ever. I like myspace. If you want to keep up with my boring life via internet you will now how to go here.
Farewell old friend farewell.
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| boo for packing and cleaning. why can I never skip this
part. I want to call all my friends so I can avoid it but it
seems like it may be approaching the too late to call time. so I
am complaining on xanga. on a happy note rebecca was my packing
buddy tonight. i*m done with camp and i finish my internship
tomorrow. i get kicked out of my party apartment on monday
morning. then i go home until august 14th and time for skool once
more. the end.
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| An nation stands with heart in hand to sing their anthem proudly. Voices raised to sing their praise of their hollow country. All this talk of freedom, and this talk of liberty, From your plastic podium you try and convince me. I can't fall anymore for some silver-tounged song. Your freedom isn't free, so let me say what freedom means to-- I can't see red, white, and blue waving in the air. I don't hear the bombs bursting and I don't even care. I'm sorry for my lack of faith, I'm not the greatest patriot. If this is all there is to freedom I don't want it. I can't fall anymore for some silver-tounged song. Your freedom isn't free, so let me say what freedom means to-- Pushing us a drug that you call freedom and democracy, Promiss us that selfishness is the means for happiness. I burned that bridge so long ago that I can hardly see, Anything but solace in what freedom means to me. I can't fall anymore for some silver-tounged song. Your freedom isn't free, so let me say what freedom means to-- It cannot mean to serve ourselves, that doesn't mean a thing. It doesn't mean to give the license to seek ourselves in anything. That would be slavery to ourselves, it isn't free. Jesus Christ, the only thing that freedom means to me
singing anthem by five iron frenzy... a fourth of july tradition since 1997.
although to be fair I did enjoy watching the free fireworks Red White and Boom with Bryan.
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| Hello everyone! I hope you all are having a spenlded night. I got a recent burst of energy and wanted to begin impluse calling people because I am awake and happy. But I thought better of it since summer bedtimes maybe different then school...and after midnight seems to late to call anyone to just to chat.
Anyway my past few days have been really fun. On Saturday I hung out with Rebekah and went to lunch. Then we came back and hung out with Steph and Claire. I was sad no one wanted to run around and play outside (it was a mellow lets watch tv and chill vibe) but we did play a few rousing games of Tumbling Tower 2 (strangly similar to Jenga). And just so you all know, you haven*t expirenced Jeng..I mean Tumbling Towers 2 until you watch it from underneath a glass table. Steph and I laid under there and it added much excitemtent...I was laughing so hard I was crying. Bryan called on Saturday too. I love talking to him...it makes my smile gleam. We only talked for 20 mins though because he was feeling sick (pray that he and his team get better and stay healthy).
Then Saturday night I went and saw Dave play at Common Grounds. I have been to a great number of daveapplegate shows but this one was really fun. I went with three girls from my youth group and one of their guy fellows. I really love hanging out with them and joking around. Clarie and Rebekah also made an apperaance...as well as my former chapel buddy Courney and her friend John. I hopped from around all the tables and sang along. Courtney (from my youth group...not to be confused with my former chapel budy) and I skanked (at her sugguestion...I am so proud). Wow what a fun night.
Sunday after youth group (and I had some good discussions with some of the teenagers during the prayer walk) I went to Sarah and Jeremy's house to for Grilled out hot dogs. Emily and Amy (from the youth group went too). We ended up playing cards until late. Then I came back to the apartment and played video games until I was content.....and tired.
Today I came home. It*s been great hanging out with mom and dad. And the food is great too (Grilled Chicken, corn on the cob, sweet potatoes, strawberries, hamburgers...yum). I like my family and I feel full of energy and rest at the same time. My friend Rachel is going to be home and in Lexington most of the summer. We were really close in high school and I am exstatic to have the chance to catch up...and hopefully grow closer (I am not good at the distance thing). Tommorow she is coming over and going to spend the night. I also have begun rereading the Chronicles of Narnia. I lost my box set...so I got them all in a big volume (for 12 bucks) and read the Magican*s Nephew tonight. I haven*t read it before (it wasn*t in my box set) and I am amazed by the description of Aslan...the terrible lion full of love, wisdom and power...Thank you for a wonderful treasure C.S. Lewis.
And with those thoughts I may head to my own bed...which has been empty for quite a while....to curl up for a beautiful nights sleep. | | |
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