In Memory Of

Yesturday, Patrick Swayze died at the age of 57. The legendry actor who was in films such as "Dirty Dancing," "Ghost" and "Roadhouse," to name a few, died from pancreatic cancer. I must admit, "Dirty Dancing" is one of my favorite movies. When I heard he died, I had a moment where I thought I might cry. It was brief, but it was there. The thing was, I expected to see thousands of Facebook messages about his passing. There were none. I thought I might hear a discussion about this in one of my classes. There were none, although Kanye did get one humorous mention. The only time I heard anything about it was on the news that morning and when I got to work. I think I saw two articles about it, both of which were very good. I know he was battling cancer, and his death wasn't too surprising, but didn't he deserve more recognition than this. The world stopped when Michael Jackson died. Swayze played in memorable movies, which will be watched for years to come. "Dirty Dancing," released 22 years ago, created a sequel in 2002 and I grew up watching "Ghost." I believe he deserves more than what we've given him.
Thanks Patrick Swayze. For everything.

Evolution?

Today I was in Drugs and Behavior. The lesson covered the nueron, which is this little complex thing in the nervous system that sends signals to the brain to make you sense things. I'm actually paying attention because it was interesting. With every slide, it made me remember how amazing God is that He paid attention to these little details which make the nueron work and then make me, and my fellow humans, work. How can anyone deny God created us if there are these little detail? How is evolution possible? Then my professor explains these nuerons are surrounded by salt water and since we are made mostly of salt water, we must have evolved from some salt water creature. I looked at her like she was stupid, sorry to say it, because that just didn't make any sense to me. First of all, what did that have to do with the lesson. Secondly, how can you spend an entire lesson explaining this little complex piece of the body and then say we evolved from something. Part of me wanted to raise my hand and say hey, can you explain this...I'm confused. That whole evolution thing does not make sense. Needless to say, I had a hard time focusing after that.

Future!

The future is uncertain. In a couple of months I am graduating and have no idea where I'm going. The possibilities are endless. The only thing I have to figure out is where does God want me. He hasn't let me down so far. Maybe in a couple of weeks I might interview for an internship with Southern Living. What doors could that open? I know He must also have plans for me in sound because I enjoy that way too much. And every week I get better at it. I've learned if I spend time praying about it, things go much more smoothly. I still need to work on trusting. But back to my future, I wonder if I am going to become an amazing reporter. Dad told me yesturday he knew I was going places, but right now I'm nervous about leaving. If it's God's will, than so be it. Doesn't make me any less nervous. Hear I am, still praying about it. Here's to the future, which is oh so big and uncertain.

What would Jesus do?

I ask myself that question a lot lately, knowing I will never be able to do everything exactly like he would. At least not without him. I read In His Steps by Charles Sheldon, which I recommend. (It's the 10th most read book in the world!) It's made me do a lot of thinking and praying. I wish I always lived completely for him. I want one day to walk in heaven and see all my friends there bc I wasn't a coward here right now. I'm going to blame myself if someone isn't there. Maybe that's one of my biggest fears.

Spring Break!

Tomorrow, after I get done with my only class and go talk to my advisor, I will be on Spring Break! Yay! And I don't think there's a boring day planned. Right after work tomorrow I'm going to something at church to hang out with some girls and all. Then Sat I'm working at the fly-in which will be followed by a long drive to the Grip. My weekend hasn't even started and it's already so busy. I've decided, tho, that there will be no internet for the entire week. I shall fast from the internet. and the news, but that's only bc dad won't watch it next week. I'm sure I can do it. haha. I'll be too busy to even try to get on. All right, I'm going to enjoy my last after with internet connection until classes start back.

Snow!

One day there's tornados and floods and all and the next there's tons of snow, which I had a blast in. The horses were going crazy. Running and bucking and kicking and all. They were beautiful. Of course, they later broke into the barn and ate all their grain. They weren't so pretty then. After they did that, I took Star and rode her around the neighbor's property. By then the snow had finally stopped falling and was melting. But it was still pretty. Snow kept falling on our heads and Star would jump. Ruby was terrified of the snow until I rode the horse. Them she jumped into freezing water. Not real bright.
They didn't cancel school, but the roads were safe. I was worried about that. Schools started an hour later and I got caught in traffic. It's amazing how much traffic a county school can back up. All right. I need to work on my story. It's kinda done, cept not really.

Ahhhh! Tornados!

All right. So this morning I woke up to the worst storm ever. Well, it wasn't the worst, but it was bad. And I was housesitting and my gma's dog Cocoa was barking like crazy. When I let her go outside, she turned around the moment it thundered and ran back inside. We took cover in the basement and eventually the power went out. Pretty much all day I read. Been reading East of Eden and I really like it. Steinbeck reminds me of Cormac McCarthy except different. Since he's John Steinbeck. I like it. And tomorrow it's supposed to snow. Ninety percent chance. Who thinks it really will? Not me...they've been telling me that all year. Even if it does, it won't snow where I am. It never does. I always see pictures of all my friends playing in it. Or me playing in the big blizzard of 93. Good times. Too bad I was 5. The snow was almost over my head. Course I was little bitty. hehe.

Feels like Today

I'm supposed to be studying for a test and I'm having a really hard time concentrating. I've studied for an hour or so; I guess I deserve a break. Amazing how I only write in this thing when I need a distraction. Alright, I had a pretty run of the mill day, but I guess if anyone reads this they don't want to know what I did. You probably want some deep thought process, but I feel really awkward putting deep thoughts on the Web. Actually, I'd feel a little too...idk...open for everyone. I'll tell ya about my day instead. I went to class and listened to Wayne Greenstaff or something talk about being an editor and the civil rights movement, which was really interesting. Cept it almost made me late for my next class. I had a test in there which I think was easy since I'd figured out wht I was going to say earlier. I went to lunch. Ate with Joseph and Leah and the other Joseph and Austin and Matt. At least I think he's name is Matt. Then I went to work and washed dogs and now I'm here. See, very exciting day. Especially the part where I ate. I like to ate. Food is good. Yum. Speaking of which, where's my Oreos.

Happy Day!

It's just another day in the fun-filled world. I just read Post Secrets and read all these Valentine's postcards and couldn't help, but think how sweet they are. especially the one where the wife draws hearts in the peanut butter for her husband. You'd have to see it to know what I mean. I just thought it was so sweet to see. This blog is also a response to procrastination bc that's pretty much what I'm doing. Although what I'm writing only has to be a page long. I'm such a slacker. I should get it done with so I can do other stuff I really want to do. I've barely touched my guitar in 2 weeks bc I'm so busy. Now I have time but I'm doing this. Ahhhh! To the paper!

!st One

This is my first blog. If I wasn't busy doing other stuff I'd make it serious. Anyway, time to write about Achilles. :)