Life's Lumps

Shout Out Saturday!

2010-08-21T12:41:00.001-07:00

A lot of things have been cooking in the Purple Door Kitchen lately.
A new set of desserts aer going to make their debut at a teacher's lunch on the 30th, a chocolate cake was made for a friend's birthday, plans for a website makeover are also underway, and could it be that I am actually bunkering down and creating a menu of available baked goods for future customers? (Yeah!)
But today I am going to focus on someone really awesome. I love reading food blogs, food websites, food books, food magazines, food anything! One of the great and inspiring selections of awesome that I keep track of is http://www.ifyoucanmakethatyoucanmakethis.com

There are three reasons this is worthy of the title: Coolest Ever
1. The recipes are actually really tasty! And original...this isn't "And then, I baked chocolate chip cookies and took pictures of them, and then posted em on the interwebz!" level stuff.
2. She draws all of her own illustrations for the blog posts! Little colored pencil sketches of wine, strawberries, and other fresh ingredients are really cute, and very well done. An artist in more than one way...
3. The stories and entries she posts along with the recipes are funny and witty. It would be fun to read even if you didn't get a tasty recipe at the end.

So head on over! This week has some good tips on Mussels if you are a seafood fan.

New Things

2010-05-03T01:00:00.000-07:00

I have moved onward, my friends.
I think I am leaving blogger behind.
You know when you get to the end of an old journal and you realize you said lots of dumb things, but lots of good things in the journal? And you keep it around, but move on to another one.
That is what is happening.

So if you really still want to know all about me and what I think, you could just click on the link.
http://makingmarks.tumblr.com

No no Bueno

2010-04-30T15:19:00.001-07:00

I am completely bored out of my poor brains. I HATE finals.
They always stretch em out between the whole week and give you nothing else to do. So you are just sitting there waiting for the next one to come cursing all the extra time on your hands.
I dunno. Maybe I'm the only one that feels that way. I'm thinking about going out and buying a book on how to knit so I can unravel one of my sweaters, and sharpen pencils into long pointy knitting needles. That way I can at least have a way of ending the TORTOUS BOREDOM if I can't get the stitching and pearling down.
I can only do so many unproductive things in one day. I watched a TV show, took a walk, read an entire book, turned in a paper, gave a presentation for a final grade, ate lunch with some people I don't know very well, wasted an hour on facebook (I couldn't take any more of THAT), took a nap, WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DO???
*hyperventilates*
And you know what? It's only 5:30. GROAN. I have five more hours to waste! I thought about driving out to the empty house to take up about 45 minutes more. Then I would unload everything, unpack some things that I'm putting into storage...15 minutes.
Then I would have four more hours. I could...go to the library? and get more books to read. Oh! Nope...it's after five, the library is closed. Ha.
Oh my gosh. Am I really thinking like this? I'm actually thinking of ways to WASTE my time. No bueno, no no bueno.

Home

2010-04-28T18:15:00.000-07:00

Home Sweet Home.
Home is where the heart is.

I had a conversation with myself last night before I fell asleep. The idea of "home" has been bothering me lately. For some reason I feel like I don't have one. Yes, I know that I have a family that I can always turn to. But where they live is not my home. They recently moved several states away and whenever I "come home" as they say it, I just stay in a guest room in a house I don't know very well. It isn't home.
I have a house in Spring Hill that they left behind when they moved. And I think that may be the closest thing I have to home right now. I ove that place, it has lots of memories and it is still a sweet place to go. I spend the night there sometimes on the weekend. There is a spare mattress on the floor, and a refridgerator and stove. But in the end, it is a shell. It is a big, empty, echoing thing. I can't call that home. It would be ridiculous to take my clothing, put it on a manikin and call it "Candice". And so it is just as crazy to call that house home.
Technically my home is here. I live in a dorm. I have all my belongings here, my bed linens, my artwork, my computer, my little "Candice" things. But it is the farthest thing from a "home". There is no one here to make it a home. It is just a housing hall that I live in because I have nowhere else to go.
And before I fell asleep, I realized that I am, in fact, homeless.
I hope I am not that way for long. But then I realized something else. I'm working toward making a home, and so although I am temporarily homeless, I am not hopeless.
My home is Daniel. Wherever he is, and where I am, is home. We don't have a house to put it in yet. We have to get married before the home is official, but in a sleepy dream like thought process I thought of buildnig my home. I thought of the future when arriving at my parents house as a guest wouldn't bother me. Daniel and I would be set up in the guest room together and then when the time was up we would get to go back to OUR house or apartment and we could have a place that really was home.
I am now a very excited homeless person. I can't wait to create something so important and universal. I can't wait to say "let's go home" and have it be mine. To have children live there. To cook in it's kitchen, to plant a garden, decorate a Christmas tree, clean the bathrooms! And at the end of the day, I can crawl into bed exhausted, but happy with what I accomplished for the day. Think of all the things I could do...I am in this process of creating a peaceful and healthy enviornment for my future husband, for my future children, for me.
I am a homeless homemaker.

And then after I figured this out, I fell asleep.

Me in 95

2010-04-28T12:55:00.000-07:00

I know that these things get boring sometimes. But I like filling them out. I'm able to analyze myself in list form. Which relazes me.

1. Last beverage = Ice Water
2. Last phone call = Daniel Alvarado
3. Last text message = I've got rehearsal today but I'll call you when I can. I love you, have fun at le donut party!
4. Last song you listened to = Flying Horses by The Dispatch
5. Last time you cried = Saturday night

SIX HAVE YOU EVER’s
6. Dated someone twice = No.
7. Been cheated on? = Yes.
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? = Yes.
9. Lost someone special? = Yes
10. Been depressed? = Yes
11. Had a friend turn on you = Yes.

LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:
12. Sunny Yellow, Robin Egg Blue, Sage Green, Dusty Rose

HAVE YOU:
13. Made new friends = Of course
14. Fallen out of love = Once I did
15. Laughed until you cried = A few times.
16. Met someone who changed you = Absolutely
17. Found out who your true friends were = Yez
18. Found out someone was talking about you = That always seems to happen
19. Kissed anyone on your friend's list = That seems more likely than kissing a total stranger.
20. How many people on your friend's list do you know in real life = Most of them
21. How many kids do you want to have = At least two
22. Do you want to change your name = Only my last name. To Alvarado. ;)
23. What did you do for your last birthday = I don't really remember. I think we went out for dinner? No...maybe not.
24. What time did you wake up today = 8:30. Daniel called to wake me up.
25. What were you doing at midnight last night = Helping Daniel write a paper through facebook and email.
26. Name something you CANNOT wait for = My wedding. And to live in Manasseh house with my future husband.
27. Last time you saw your father = Spring Break. :( Too long.
28. One thing you wish you could change about your life = To be closer to the people I care about.
29. What are you listening to right now = Nothing actually. Sometimes I just need silence.
30. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yes. My lab partner in 7th grade's name was Tom.
31. What's getting on your nerves right now? = Waiting for school to be over with
32. Most visited web page = Facebook, Yahoo, Blogger, Playlist.com, Hulu

ABOUT ME:
33. What's your name = Candice
34. Nicknames = Muffin, Olive, Dennis, Dude, Candi, and anything Daniel feels like making up.
35. Zodiac sign = I have no earthly clue.
36. Male or female = Female.
37. Elementary = my dear Watson
38. Middle School = Oh! Everywhere. Homeschooled, some random public school I don't remember, Faith Baptist Academy...
39. High school = Uh, Lincoln? I think that was what it was called. Lucas Christian Academy, Cuiaba Christian Academy
40. Hair color = Brown
41. Long or short = Long in spirit, short in reality. :(
42. Height = 5' 5" I think. Or maybe a bit taller, who knows?
43. Do you have a crush on someone? = Why, yes. Yes I do.
44: What do you like about yourself = My ability to let things just happen. I don't get too riled up.
45. Piercings = My rather normal Ears
46. Tattoos = I haven't thought of anything I would want on me forever, so none.
47. Righty or lefty = Righty

FIRSTS :
48. First surgery = Yikes, not ready for that one!
49. First piercing = Ears
50. First best friends = The Faraccas when I was 7 or something like that.
51. First sport you joined = ballet, tap, and jazz dancing
52. First pet = Lillian the Guinea Pig
53. First vacation = Well...Dollywood I guess.
54. First concert = Um. I wasn't really into concerts. But maybe Relient K when I was in 6th grade or something?
55. First crush = I don't remember the poor guys name to tell you the truth. It was in 5th grade.

RIGHT NOW:
56. Eating = Nothing
57. Drinking = Nothing. Although I would love some iced tea right now. I could always drink iced tea. I could drink iced tea until I died of it.
58. I'm about to = start packing up my dorm room
59. Listening to = Birds chirping outside the window
60. Waiting for = The end of school!

YOUR FUTURE :
61. Want kids? = Yes
62. Want to get married? = In 759 days!
63. Careers in mind? = Art Teaher or Bakery owner. That's secondary to being a mother and wife of course.

WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE GENDER?
64. Lips or eyes = Both.
65. Hugs or kisses = Ditto
66. Shorter or taller = Just the right size. Which happens to be about Daniel-height.
67. Older or Younger = Age as a number isn't important
68. Romantic or spontaneous = Both! :)
69. Nice stomach or nice arms = Oh, I got lucky. I don't have to choose between the two. :)
70. Sensitive or loud = Both.
71. Hook-up or relationship = this is not even a legit question.
72. Trouble maker or hesitant = Well, I'm hesitant ALL the time. So I would say, someone who takes risks. But not necessarily a trouble maker.

HAVE YOU EVER :
73. Cried yourself to sleep = Yes
74. Passed out after drinking = Nope
75. Kissed a stranger = No
76. Drank hard liquor = No
77. Jumped in a pool with clothes on = YeAH.
78. Lost glasses/contacts = No. I don't have any to lose.
79. Sex on first date = How about NO.
80. Broken someone's heart = I hope not.
81. Had your own heart broken = Yes.
82. Turned someone down = Yes.
83. Cried when someone died = Yes.
84. Liked a friend that is the opposite gender? = Yes. Wow. As if I would like a friend that was the same gender? ... 0_o

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
85. Yourself = To an extent
86. Miracles = Absolutely
87. Love at first sight =... Kinda.
88. Heaven = All the way.
89. Santa Claus = Sometimes, when I'm around a bunch of little kids around Christmas time, it's impossible not to.
90. Kiss on the first date? = Not usually.
91. Angels? = Yes

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
92. Is there one person you want to be with right now? = Sure thing!
93. Who is it? = ... My man. :)
94. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? = NO
95. Told 95 truths on this? = Mhm.

Loving and Breaking hard.

2010-04-27T17:07:00.001-07:00

I'm a cautious person. Careful, even. For a long time people always told me I was practical. I hated that. I want to be a passionate person that doesn't always do the "normal" thing or get hung up on what was the practical thing to do.
Others think I am intellectual, talented, gifted, clever. I'm not really any of those, I promise. I'm just very personal. But all those personal things stay inside me. I don't make friends easily or quickly. I think it's because I want everyone I am friends with to be in an "all or nothing" relationship. I want them to know all about myself, I want to be able to tell them things without scaring them. It's hard for me to be in a casual acquaintance type friendship. You know the people you eat lunch with, or talk to everyone once in awhile. The ones you add on facebook, but hardly ever think about? I don't like that type of friend. I feel like they (and me) are getting cheated out of something that's real. But so many people hate it when I get personal. I say something strange or unconventional, and they give me a tight smile or nervous laugh. It's sad. So it isn't easy for me to make friends because they don't like me to be all open. But at least I can say that I'm loyal. If I DO make a friend, it takes a lot to shake my trust in them. The few friends that I have, I love them hard. I would do anything for them.

Unfortunately, if they do break my trust, it shatters me. And it's hard for me to talk to them. To look at them and not get very upset. I still love them hard, but it breaks me hard too.

I don't know why I'm writing this today. Weird to write about. It's just been hard to make friends this semester and I think I'm trying to explain why.

8 is the sleepiest number

2010-04-26T07:24:00.000-07:00

Days of 8 o clock classes are over!
Today was the last day where I have to be in a classroom and functioning at 8 oclock in the morning. Yes. Yes, we can now shout with joy and thanksgiving!
Technically I have one more Conceptualization and Presentation class before finals. But we aren't actually meeting at 8 in a classroom. We are meeting at 9 in a donut shop. Yeah. A donut shop. And the cool thing is, we can totally call that meeting a "social artwork."

I've learned that you can call anything an artwork. This blog (if I wanted it to be) could be a piece of art. But it isn't, because I don't want to make it art. I just want it to be a blog.
I promise that I am making sense.

All this to say........8 oclock days are over. SUMMER IS ALMOST HERE.

A good familiar basic thing.

2010-04-25T21:33:00.001-07:00

Sometimes, when I take a shower in the dim bathroom in my dorm hall I can imagine that I'm at home.
When there is shampoo in my hair, and I close my eyes and it's warm and sudsy and I can't see anything. I can only feel soap and water. I can smell shampoo lather.
It's a good familiar basic thing.
To clean yourself in your home, where you are safe and nearby there is a kitchen with leftovers in the fridge. A family sitting in their own places- separate but sharing themselves all the same. Because they are family.

And then I hear another stranger girl's flip flops slap against the tile, the bang of a stall door, the flush of a toleit, the clank of some dark pipe in the walls. The sudden burning water sears my back and I jump out of the water and open my eyes.
There is no family. No white porcelin bathtub with shelves for bars of soap and bottles. There is a dirty gray floor, a drab gray wall with hair in the drain that doesn't belong to me. And I wash the rest of my lonely self quickly.

2010-04-18T14:52:00.000-07:00

PHEW.
As of tonight, the Grease Production is over.
Not to say anything bad about it. It was great! Probably the one and only time I will ever enjoy watching the musical itself. (Not a big fan of Grease...) Daniel did awesome, and everyone else that I know that was also in it was good too. (Whoo hoo AJ and Nathan.) I think everyone did a great job.
I'm just really really happy it's over.
I'm a terribly selfish person, but I would like to be able to talk to my fiance again. :S Sorry world.
Even if we are going to be swamped with end of the year school work and tests and insanity. At least verbal communication will be possible.
WOW. Ready for the end of the year to be here.
I'm not excited for the four day road trip to the West Coast. Or the trying to find a summer job. Or the rainy city of Seattle. But I'm ready for summer break. 100%

Now you see me..now you. Oh. Yeah, You couldn't see me in the first place.

2010-04-16T15:48:00.000-07:00

Whoa. Not a good week, world. NOT a good week.
Let's try harder next time, shall we?

This is Candice.
She has WAY too many things to do for homework.
Sick on Thursday.
Daniel completely disappeared from her life except for when he decides to make her fuming mad. Then she cries all week because she got so mad in the first place.
For her Conceptualization Final she got some feedback via email. And I quote: "The art was boring and unappealing. -Maria"
Thanks Maria. I think you're boring and unappealing, too. Maybe if you hadn't run off and had a kid before you graduated highschool you would have time to appreciate at least the hard work other people put into things they care about. Jerk.
Where on earth is Daniel? *groan* Who the heck cares about the Grease Show? Please come back to reality...
I would love some chinese food right now, but I am poor. Wait, no. Not poor, completely penniless.
And once more, college is ruining my entire life's outlook because I don't actually go to school with anyone that cares if I'm alive or dead. I could die in my sleep and no one would notice until the room started smelling. Or until my mom got worried that I wasn't answering the phone and called the university to make sure her daughter wasn't kidnapped. The only person that looks at me is my RA. But she is only checking to make sure I'm in my room at midnight instead of snogging boys or having sex. Professors don't care, other classmates don't care, at the moment Daniel doesn't have time to care, pretty sure no one reads this who cares either. I've obtained that one quality so celebrated in super hero fights: invisibilty.
GAH!

Unhappy blog posts don't make me feel any better afterwards

2010-04-15T17:27:00.000-07:00

I was mad at Daniel all day today. I didn't answer the first four times he called because I was so mad. It doesn't really matter what I was mad about (it was legit, just so you know.) but I was pretty mad. So I have taken time out of my designated blogging time to tell you that even the world's best fiance can still mess up big time. And even the world's best love still has arguments.
What a positive message, hm?
Freakdiddlytastic.

I'm not angry anymore. But the whole thing has put me out. That and I have some stomach bug thing going on today. Way to go angry and pukey Candice.
Ugh.

An Essay Concerning Summertime and it's Definition within the World

2010-04-14T20:25:00.001-07:00

I think today was the first official day of HOT. Not quite summer yet because it's still April and April could never be summer. But it was summer-like. It smelled hot today. Like concrete that has been sitting in the sun, and bushes that aren't budding anymore. I love summer. I never really used to like it because it meant I had to wear shorts and swimsuits (which is not good for self esteem unless you weigh less than 100 lbs and are as tan as a graham cracker. Two things I am not.) But I'm trying to get past the thought of baring my legs to the world and just enjoy the warm weather again. The sun is my friend. So I decide to place myself in direct contact with summer like activity. I sat outside all day yesterday drawing, doing homework, talking to people, watching girls get their hair cut out in the sun, listening to music. Yes, it was good. But it wasn't ME.
Here's the thing. I love summer. I really do. But I don't like the summer things that other people like. I don't want to sit outside all day and watch people get their hair cut. I don't want to tan.
I want to go into my backyard right after the sun has set and everything is still radiating heat from inside itself and pick warm tomatoes. I want to sit on my porch in a rocking chair, or swing in the hammock with my man until he falls asleep. I want to make gallons and gallons of iced tea with mint and lemon. I want to make spaghetti sauce in a big pot. To live with the windows open all the time so that it feels like the inside of the house is friends with the outside.

But I'm so stuck. Because I live in a concrete box type room with one window that doesn't make friends with anybody. And Lipscomb doesn't grow tomatoes. I have no way to make iced tea, and no porch to hang a hammock. And it feels hot outside, but it isn't summer by any means. No matter how often you put on sunscreen, or eat popcicles. Because that is the way it is.

Thinking again.

2010-04-07T15:01:00.000-07:00

This blog has come a long long way.
I spent about an hour reading some of the old posts from the past two years. Things from when I was dating other people, or when I had a job that wore me down. When I was still in highschool. It's kinda surreal how much my itty bitty life has changed in only a few years. It's almost embarrasing the boring topics I wrote about or the ignorance I had about some things.
I was talking to Daniel earlier about what I should blog about. (I haven't really been keeping up with it, if you haven't noticed.) I've written a lot in my wedding blog, but I need to step back and talk about LIFE again. About the purple earrings that look like grapes, my drawing projects, my amazing thrift store find. I know my family isn't near by anymore, and my life outlook has been all forawrd focused, all about getting through the day instead of enjoying it for what it is.
I want to get back to that. And maybe blogging about my days will help. I don't mind growing up...but I don't want to leave the good parts of me behind while I do it.

Stupid phones.

2010-03-03T15:46:00.000-08:00

I have ten minutes before class to rant my heart out.
I hate my phone.
Now...don't think that I have a phone like everyone else's. Oh no...it's a pay-as-you go phone at 20 cents a minute. Text's are 20 cents each too. It sucks...and now I just found out that when I added more minutes electronically as I needed, they were charging me three times extra!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Needless to say, I can't buy any more minutes unless I want my parents to go broke. I would say "unless I want to go broke." But I AM already broke. I have seven dollars in the bank and no job. No one will hire me, no one will accept my application, no one will look at me!
I'm a little mad.
No, I'm fuming mad.
Don't ever have a pay-as-you-go phone. It's an absolute money pit and they suck. Plus, My phone model is so cheap I can barely use it. I can hardly ever talk on it unless it is hooked up to the charger because the battery is screwed. My contrast lighting is broken half the time so I can't see who is calling me. Zero Caller ID, which means I answer the phone to people and companys I'd rather not talk to.
GOSH. I'm ticked.
I have people I need to call but I can't...I need to schedule an artist/studio visit, reply to my grandmother's phone call from yesterday, call my mom to work out travel plans for spring break, and call my fiance so I stay sane through everything.
I am ready to blow up at something...
Off to graphic design class, great...

a BUTT about everything

2010-02-27T08:51:00.001-08:00

Have you ever had a person that you love dearly dearly, more than your own heart even. (And they love you back, too.) But they keep hurting you by refusing to let you help them? And they want help, they need help, but YOU can't be the one to help them? Even though you would be the perfect canidate?
Ever had someone just be a BUTT about everything?
Yeah...me too.
Me too.

.weddings.

2010-02-11T16:56:00.000-08:00

Hey Everybody!!
My guess is that most of everyone I know has heard of my big-crazy-absolutely-lovely-candice-is-exploding-with-happiness news.
I'm getting married!!
On February 5th, 2010 Daniel Alvarado asked me to marry him.
YEAH! I KNOW! I'm super happy and excited and can't wait to make the hugest decision of my life and grow old with my best friend.
It's really hard not to start wedding planning already. We know that the wedding won't be for a long while, probably not for two years. We are still pretty young, you know? And although we would marry each other tomorrow if we could, it just isn't the wisest idea. Still, now that I have a ring on my finger I have this bridal instinct to have all my thoughts centered around gowns and cakes and receptions.
Sadly enough, this means this blog will most likely be turned into a wedding blog.
There are a lot of wedding blogs out there, I know. But who says I can't add mine to the world, too? So prepare yourselves. Massive amounts of flowers, dresses and reception photos will appear on here soon. ;)

christmas before thanksgiving?

2009-11-13T08:32:00.000-08:00

Thankful:
Peppermint Mochas from Starbucks.

:) I gave in and had my first Christmas themed drink this morning. *happiness*
I am so excited for Christmas. I'm going to start working on my homemade presents next week. I'm praying I don't have loads of homework so I have time to really get into it. I've been building my Christmas collection of songs I can play. I have about 50 I think. Just getting started!

Thankful for Cussing.

2009-11-12T13:03:00.000-08:00

Today I am thankful for: Professor Tierney.

He's pretty much an awesome professor. He's strict enough to strike fear in the hearts of his students, but relaxed enough so we can joke with him and love his classes. He's a good guy. Today we were in Studio when he asked us if we wanted a lunch break. One cocky student said, "Hell yes!" Since we are a christian campus and swearing is pretty crass, Professor Tierney turned around, frowned and replied, "Well now, you don't have to cuss, damn it."
I laughed so hard. :)

Thank the Lord for the Queen's A-hole.

2009-11-11T08:02:00.000-08:00

Today's Thankful: The Queen's A-hole.
Almost every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, John and Caleb stand behind the head and try to spit in the Queens A-hole after class.

Hahah! Confused? Our art building's name is "Queen"; that isn't the name of the building, but it is the building's name. It isn't "Queen Building" or "Queen Art Center". Mostly the faculty just calls it the Sewell Art Rooms- which is putting it nicely since these Sewell Art Rooms are all in the basement of the oldest guys dorm hall. But we as a collective student body named it "Queen". Right outside the glass doors that lead down into the leaky low ceilinged classrooms is the word "ART" in metal letters. These metal letters are raised from the side of the building and stick out a little from the brick wall, and so consequently the "A" and "R" have holes in the middle of them. You know, the kind of holes that birds will sometimes build nests in on Grocery Store signs and things.
A little further from the word "ART" that sits on the side of Queen, on the other side of the glass doors someone long ago spray painted a little head on the sidewalk. It's behind the trashcan a bit. Naturally this environment is rich in artistic inspiration and one of our inspired artistic activities is spitting in the Queen's A-hole. One must stand behind the painted head and aim your saliva in hopes that it's trajectile stream successfully lands in the "A" in the word "ART" on the side of Sewell's Art Rooms--which happen to be the basement of the guy's dorm.
Yes. It's a weird thankful...but it is one. And it's fun to type up a blog with the title being Thank the Lord for the Queen's A-hole. :)

Welcome to my life.

2009-11-10T13:11:00.000-08:00

My Thankful for Today: Miss Megan in the Student Center. She always has something nice to say to me when I go through the check out at mealtimes. She calls me "her Candy girl". I always feel so blessed whenever I see her.
I have passions. Every real human has them. Most of the time we hide them because they reflect the truest part of ourselves. We dig a little hole and put our passions in the little hole and then we loosely cover it with dirt so only the corners stick out above the ground. Have you ever met a person and they just seemed a little weird because they loved something too hard? They always talked about one thing, and they thought about it and made conversation about it, and LOVED it? Yeah, that's what happens when we don't hide our passions. People think you're weird.
Anyway. I was thinking about that recently. I think it's a sad thing...even if I do it myself sometimes. Cover up the things I love, I mean.
Wellz. That's my quickie blog post. I have so much homework to do. I have so much homework to make up. I have so much SLEEP to make up. Oh. My "Thankfuls"...I almost forgot. For the rest of November, or at least until Thanksgiving I'm posting a "thankful" each day. It gets me in the holiday mood and I like sharing all sorts of lovely things for you to be thankful about with me.

Ghosties!

2009-10-30T19:51:00.001-07:00

I heard two ghost stories this morning that were too good to pass up. It IS Halloween after all. And the best is that they were told by two reliable, trustworthy people with heads full of common sense. Soo...take them as they are. I love things like this. Not that I like thinking about the paranormal or watch demonic scary movies to get a thrill. But I like thinking that there are some things that happen that I can not understand.

Story Number 1:
My art professor told this to my Surface Design Class this morning. Professor Tierney is the coolest, and he's pretty darn good at telling a story, too.

There is a couple, Gabe and Heather that have a love for buying old ruined houses, fixing and renovating them and then selling them for a profit. A few years ago they bought an old house that had been built on historic battle site grounds, right here in Nashville. The house was pretty much a wreck when they first moved in and all of the rooms were going to have to be reworked. They started with the upstairs and moved downwards, hoping to fix the anteroom last. (That's the big foyer type room that you come into when you enter the front door for all of you that don't live in the South and see Civil War era homes often.) So Gabe and Heather went about their renovations and eventually got to the point where they replaced all the door knobs with glass knobs like the original. However, there was one room where the door knob would just not stay. They would put it in, and then the next time they came across it, it would have fallen out. They called a locksmith and he said there was nothing at all wrong with the door and there was nothing they could do. But they just attributed it to the age of the house. They also heard strange noises, bumps, walking, you know...typical "haunted house" occurrences. The couple just laughed it off and got used to the strange noises and things eventually. They noticed that when they were in the house together, the noises weren't so bad...but if they were ever alone in the house, the weird stuff became kinda unbearable. But still, they weren't worried about it. They were sensible people and refused to become frightened by a few noises and a house that went "bump" in the night. Eventually, the house was almost completely redone, the only room left to renovate was the Anteroom. So they called a friend of their's in the church that did some construction and flooring work to replace the wood floors and sand it down. He came with one of his employees and began to replace the planks, yadda yadda, handyman stuff. They were pretty far into their work when Cody, the friend from church decided to run back to the shop to pick up the finish they were going to need after sanding down the floors. His employee, James, stayed behind. Abut 10 minutes after Cody left, the sander just stopped working. So James went to go see if the cord was plugged into the outlet. It was...so he switched the sander on and off again, and eventually changed outlets. But it still wasn't working. The house had been rewired recently because of all the work on it, so he decided before calling it quits and assuming the sander was just broken, he'd check the breaker. He made his way down to the basement, switched the appropriate switch and voila, the sander started working again. Sooo...he was at it for a few minutes when it turned off again. He went back downstairs and messed with the breaker, thinking there was a short, and the sander started back up again. BUT, it turned off again. Getting a little frustrated, he called Cody at the shop saying that the wiring they had done earlier for Gabe and Heather must be faulty since he couldn't get the Sander to work. Cody replied that he was on his way and to just hold on til he got there. At this point, the entire house's electricity went out. James was starting to get really annoyed, so he made one last trip down to the basement, flipped all the switches, double checked them, and attempted to fix the electricity so he could use his irritating sander. After about five minutes of fiddling with that, everything came back on and he went back upstairs. But when he entered the Anteroom, the sander had been taken apart, piece by piece. Every screw, every bolt, every belt...everything had been taken apart and laid neatly and organized on the floor like a diagram. James flipped out and ran outside to wait on the curb for Cody. When his boss got there, he was pale as all get out and refused to go back inside. At first, Cody got mad and asked him why he took apart the sander, but when he looked again, he realized James had no tools, and even if he had it would have taken hours to do it; James could have never completely torn apart this sander in the 15 minutes he was gone to go get some finish. (Ooooh....creeeeeeepy!) Of course, when Gabe and Heather came home and heard the story they started investigating the history of the house. Turns out it had been owned by a sweet lady in the 40s. She was known as a kinda adopted grandmother to all the kids on the street. One of the kids who had lived there when he was little had grown up and actually still lived on the same street with his wife. He said that when they were all kids they loved going to this lady's house and playing after school and stuff. But they all remember playing with and talking to the "man in a gray suit". He remembers telling the lady who owned the house about this man that was always upstairs, the "man in a gray suit" but she always thought the kids were just playing around. Later on, the woman herself died in the house, alone. Needless to say, Gabe and Heather were glad to make a profit off of this house. Even if the only really scary thing was a household ghost taking apart their construction appliances. ;)

Isn't it shivery!!? Happy Halloween everybody, stay safe and have fun!

Still spinning a little

2009-10-30T08:35:00.001-07:00

Yesterday, I nearly died .
Daniel Enrique Alvarado, the love of my every being and life, passed out in the elevator of the library and was taken to the hospital. I didn’t even know how to react. At first when he told me, I thought he was joking. He does that sometimes…but then his voice was shaking and I realized that he was actually in a hospital bed, with an IV hooked to his hand. He was serious. When he told me he had to hang up because the doctor was coming in I didn’t know what to do. I tried to call my sister but my hands couldn’t dial the number. I couldn’t even speed dial. I have never been so worried, so shaken, so shocked in my life. Which is saying a lot, if you think about my life.
I’ve never realized what one phone call can do. Just one, a few seconds. Not even a second. And I felt like I was buried in unidentified rubble. Rubble made up of the deep parts of me, of him, and everything in the world. He’s fine now. He was discharged within two hours and he even caught his flight to Wisconsin that we thought he was going to miss. Everything is back to normal. It was only stress, lack of sleep and a need for a decent meal. But in the moment, I couldn’t process. I don’t know if you have ever been so worried about someone else that your breath didn’t seem to want to stay inside you, that your hands felt like they were connected to someone else’s body since you couldn’t seem to make them do anything you needed to do, and you face looked unfamiliar in the mirror only because you were thinking about someone else’s face.
I can’t say I had forgotten how much I loved Daniel, or that I took him for granted. But when something like that happens, it makes you understand why some people die at the same time. It’s because they truly can’t survive without each other.
ANYway. Crazy day. Awful crazy actually. He’s perfectly fine now, though. A little unhappy that he had to catch his plane and fly to Wisconsin without any clothes, luggage, or anything since he was in the hospital til the last minute, but he is healthy and safe and THANK GOD. But I’ve been praying non stop for the past 16 hours…at first it was beggar prayers. You know. The kind where you can’t even think so you just say “Please, please, please God. Anything! Just please…” and nothing else comes out. But now all I can do is thank him over and over again.
I’m blessed beyond belief…and I want everybody to know that. That was the point of this blog, you know.

Dorm Life Drama

2009-10-23T10:48:00.000-07:00

Alright, I am so ready to transfer.
I'm not saying that I hate it here...I actually like Lipscomb! The people that I met here are really awesome and I love my classes. My professors have all taught me so much- whether it be composition in a drawing, or the meaning behind a bible verse. But I am so sick and tired of the drama that surrounds dorm living!! She said this...and then so and so did that because she heard this. So many girls and so many petty insignificant problems! And then there was an incident this past week that really pushed the last button. My room mate is a really nice girl. I love her, even if I don't see her that often and she doesn't hang with my kind of person. She is always gone and hardly even sleeps here. But she is still a nice girl...she does have one big problem however. She picks the wrong type of people to hang out with. Sluts, players, compulsive liars, jerks, witches, idiots and other such unsavory people. Sure, they might be "fun" people to hang out with, but in the end it makes things worse.
Recently Ashley, my room mate, got a pretty serious text from our head resident saying that she had to talk to her asap. Turns out everyone thinks that Ashley has been drinking and smuggling "stuff" (whatever that means) onto this dry, tobacco free, christian campus. Now, I don't know if she has been drinking or smoking. I know she has been to some clubs (which is against the rules here) on some weekends. And I know a lot of her friends drink...yeah. Bad news.
Thing is, now I am probably going to have to be talked to, my RA is gonna want to know what Ashley has been doing. AND our room is going to be torn up and cleaned out in room searches. OH! What I wouldn't give to live at home!! I am seriously thinking about commuting next semester...

COFFEE

2009-10-19T15:05:00.000-07:00

Today was one of these mornings....
Haha...my dad made a funny obama image of his little characters... This is Shmitty. Don't forget the "m" when you say his name, folks. I was soooooo exhausted this morning. It took a full blown extra espresso shot of Venti something to get my eyes open. I'm surprised I wasn't drooling on my graphite pencils this morning in class.

Mhm mhm...

2009-10-14T19:55:00.000-07:00

Ok, everybody! I haven't written anything in a long time. Sorry :(
Not like I have regular readers or anything.
But I just caught up on my AWESOME friend Trinity's blog and she has inspired me magnanimously! Actually, no. I just got really really guilty and started thinking about how I am such a shmuck who sits around and doesn't do much but draw. (I mean, I know I'm an art major, but come on!)

So this weekend is fall break! Doesn't that sound exciting? A break! Yeah...I get one day. My whoot is officially dead. But at least I get to go home tomorrow instead of the day after tomorrow. I'm still grumbling about MTSU's fall break being on Monday and Tuesday. What fun is a break if I don't have my boy to hang out with? I know, right?
Sooo...I did pretty awesome on my midterm assesment. My professor was really encouraging and said all sorts of things about my talent, my artist's mind, my eye, my composition, my workmanship and all sorts of artsy embarrasing things like that. But it was good. I was kinda worried about the idea of him scrutinizing my every pencil mark. But since he LIKED all my pencil marks --all is well.
Laura just took some AWESOME pictures. I mean, she always takes awesome pictures. But she took some new ones. Of the autumn colors and all that. You should look at them HERE! >> http://gigglebutton.deviantart.com/ Mhm mhm! go look!

Paper Dolls.

2009-09-25T09:26:00.000-07:00

I think I have come up with a genius new idea!!

I am going to create the world's BEST paper dolls. I love to draw things and design characters. But I hate finishing it. So I'm going to be able to make up all sorts of people with paper dolls, and never ever have to say it's complete because it's a paper doll and the point is that you can switch it up whenever you want!! That and paper dolls have gone out of fashion among little girls and this is a tragedy. I LOVED paper dolls when I was little! My favorites were the Jasmine Princess ones.
I'm so excited...I think I'm going to have so much fun. ^_^ Actually, I want all of you reader to help me too!
(Ha! Readers...like I have any.)
Tell me what kinda of paper dolls you liked best when you were a kid. Or just a paper doll you would LOVE to see out there, but have never been able to find. That way I can make it!

Teddy Bears

2009-09-11T09:23:00.000-07:00

Ok.
I think I might have a new favorite little kid. John Mark was my favorite for a very very long time. But this October he is turning eight which isn't really little anymore. It's just "kid". So I've been on the lookout for a new favorite "little kid". (If you know of any potential children that could fill this spot, please contact me...any prospective "favorite little kid" is worth checking into.) This morning I might have found her.
Her name is Lily. Lily Tierney, and she is my art professor's daughter. Today was teddy bear day at her preschool so she was wearing her teddy bear t shirt SHE MADE HERSELF via fabric paint, and her teddy bear Harvey was accompanying her. Harvey! A girl after my own heart, any kid with spectacular naming skills like that has a soul made of the same stuff mine is. Her birthday is tomorrow too. She is turning four. I might have gotten a lot more line study done if I hadn't been crawling around on my hands and knees the whole class time checking all the desks to see if the screws were missing. Lily and I were trying to find the thief that stole them all.

Just in case anyone wanted to know, MY new teddy bear that Daniel gave me last week has been officially christened Tiddley Pom. Don't tell me how awesome that name is. I know it rocks...

A Review of Higher Education

2009-09-08T13:22:00.000-07:00

I have not posted in a long time, yes yes...I know.
But truth is...I'm a hardworking college student now! *pathetic cheer that dies down quickly*
So I guess I'm obligated to write a review of College in general. So here it is: I don't like it.
If there was anyway I could be successful and qualified in this messy world without going through four years of this awful place, I would do it. I'm still kinda angry at whatever said you had to go to college to have any say, reputation, chance-to-make-it...whatever. I realize that there are a few careers out there that you can be successful in without having a higher education. But the truth is, I don't really like any of those. So I am here, being university-ized.
For any of you younger people out there, don't be discouraged...most people love college! In fact...everyone I've met so far loves it. Its just me. I think it's just one of those things about me. I don't like the things every other girl likes. Like swimming, shopping, male models, purses, sun tanning, pedicures, the mall. I don't like things that most people love; watching movies in class, video games, chocolate bars...I like things like button collections, empty glass bottles, making beds, taking notes, standing in front of a thunderstorm, literature books, and four part harmony. I like windows, museums, vocabulary words, children's books...

So. There.
I don't like college.

On with 40 more things. Part One.

2009-07-16T10:00:00.001-07:00

I'm seriously considering making July "40 Month" and only posting things on here that are in lists of 40. So! The fmy favorite lines to 40 of my favorite songs.

1. You tell me that you love but you never want to see me again. Oh you tell me that you love me but you never want to see me again.

2. Oh love, don't let me go! Take me where the street lights glow.

3. So if you want something and you call, call. Then I'll come running to fight and I'll be at your door. When there's nothing worth running for.

4. Sing like you think no one's listening. You would kill for this. Just a little bit, just a little bit. You would, you would...

5. If everything we've got is slipping away. I meant what I said when I said until my dying day. I'm holding on to you, holding on to me. Maybe it's all gone black but you're all I see, you're all I see.

6. And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you? Would you tell me how could it be any better than this? Cause you're all I want, You're all I need. You're everything, everything.

7. I use one hand to pull closer, the other to push you away. If I had two hands doing the same thing, lifted high, lifted high.

8. A piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret and then you drove me to places I'll never forget. And we are so fragile and our cracking bones make noise. We're just breakable breakable breakable girls and boys.

9. I wish you had a favorite beauty spot that you loved secretly, 'Cuz it was on a hidden bit that nobody else could see. Basically, I wish that you loved me, I wish that you needed me, I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three.

10. Where you can always find me and we'll have Halloween on Christmas and in the night we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends.

11. Go go faster wider. More more get it down yea. Dance dance take me over. Glittering Cloud.

12. Feelings I can't fight. You don't have to wear that dress tonight, Roxanne. Why does my heart cry?

13. Just - la la la la la - And everybody's singing. La la la la la - And now the bells are ringing.

14. And back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky. With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high! Blood-red were the spurs in the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat, when they shot him down on the highway, down like a dog on the highway. And he lay in his blood on the highway, with a bunch of lace at his throat.

15. Seasons may change winter to spring. But I love you until the end of time. Come what may, come what may. I will love you until my dying day.

16. And someday soon you'll find where you belong. And one day soon you'll leave it all behind you'll find a place where love remains. Where there are no more broken lullabies.

17. Cleaned a lot of plates in memphis. Pumped a lot of tane down in new orleans. But I never saw the good side of the city till I hitched a ride on a riverboat queen.

18. Movin' slowly down the street with her back to the east. With her heart on her sleeve and her face to the sea.

19. I've got nostalgic pavements. I've got familiar faces. I've got mixed up memories and I've got favorite places.

20. Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm...Figures dancing gracefully across my memory.

Before moving on

2009-07-12T13:35:00.000-07:00

40 things to do before I die. Daniel and I agreed that any less than 40 is plain lazy, while any more would insure an early death. So 40 it is.

1. Buy a hot dog from a hot dog stand.
2. Visit all the U.S National Parks
3. Graduate from college
4. Sell my artwork
5. Have a bright yellow door.
6. Adopt a child.
7. Write a coherent story. A finished one.
8. Write out the the entire Bible by hand.
9. Illustrate a children's book.
10. Make a wedding cake
11. Show my kids "Johnny Fedora and Alice Bluebonnet"
12. Sing a duet with my sister on stage.
13. Expand my hat collection.
14. Make clothing out of old curtains.
15. See the Cistene chapel.
16. Visit Monet's garden
17. Own a restaurant with my family called "Three"
18. Or my own bakery/tea shoppe.
19. Become a Mrs.
20. Write a play.
21. Learn to shuffle a deck of cards.
22. Take one picture a day every day for a year.
23. Own a leather jacket.
24. Cone an entire wall completely with pictures, junk and other such memorabilia.
25. Make my own pickles.
26. Wear a pair of unnecessary eyeglasses to look artistic.
27. Publish a book of all my little weird things.
28. Write a check out for a ridiculous amount of money and give it to a stranger.
29. Paint my huge wooden floor in bright wonderful somethings.
30. Counsel at a camp.
31. See my sister get married.
32. Knit a baby blanket for someone.
33. Compose a solo for the violin
34. Travel to Ireland
35. Travel to Italy
36. Swim in the Atlantic Ocean
37. Host a pancake breakfast at my house.
38. Record a song.
39. Print a tee shirt that I designed.
40. Throw a Happy Groundhog Day party.

Apologies.

2009-07-01T11:21:00.000-07:00

Alright...I decided (not of my own volition) to update this sorry excuse for a blog. Like I said, it wasn't really my idea. In truth I'm only doing it so my sister Laura doesn't shove dull sporks into one (or several) of my vital arteries while I sleep. For some reason she likes reading this thing.
Now comes the part where I explain to you why I have neglected my blogging duties and give many lame excuses.
1. I'm lazy.
2. I've actually started journalling by hand. On paper and everything. My journal is covered with green ribbons and is very nice to write in.
3. I hang out with people now. It's summer time and everyone is running around doing fun things. Computers are kinda boring.
There. That was all I could come up with at the moment. Now for the list of things I have been doing in my spare time instead of blogging.

1. CLUB LANGO- this is pretty much a group of 5 to 12 awesome people that hit my house for food, iced tea, a movie, or just good times. Now it's evolved to anything with these said people that is fun is called "clubLango". We rock. We usually stay up way too late and have way too much fun.
2. DANIEL- Sorry guys, he's my boyfriend. And adopted family member...he's always around. Besides, I like him so much more than my computer moniter.
3. REHEARSAL- I'm putting on a one act comedy mystery show on the 11th of July. So rehearsal has been taking up a little time. Talk is we might have to quit the show because of some stuff...which, quite frankly, I wouldn't mind. It's fun and all. In a way. But it isn't true theatre or anything. It's a little summer one act time consuming thing that is slightly getting on my nerves...*wince* Don't tell anyone I said that, though.

Things that are Semi Interestnig that I've done since I posted Last:
1. Painted my cell phone. It's quite unique now.
2. Changed churches. Now I actually have a bible class to go to now!
3. Reread Wuthering Heights and Jane Eyre...Again. I LOVE classics. I'm planning on finding my copy of Great Expectations next.

Things I hope to do soon:
1. Go to Dollywood. Wake up early, like 4 o'clock am and drive there. Get there around 9:30-ish. Rides galore and possible sunburn.
2. Have a Christmas party- In July!
3. Go to this year's summer Missionary Kid Reunion.
4. Make Cheesecake. I just made this one up right now. But now I'm planning on doing it. Who doesn't love cheesecake?

There. Next time I'll actually write about something instead of making excuses and boring lists about my life. Promise!

Hobbies 101: Stalking

2009-06-05T12:51:00.000-07:00

I really love Libraries. I haven't been in one since February, but I went today.
They are fascinating. (Although I think that they should be little more exciting. Couldn't they at least paint the walls an entertaining color? Beige is very non-confrontational.) Libraries are nice because they have books, yes. But what I really love about Libraries is the kinds of people you see there. Librarians are pretty much all the same: Quiet and helpful...unobtrusive unless they are needed. But the people who visit!
Today I saw a mother and her skinny little daughter piling up dozens of books on a nearby table. And they were all books about birds and butterflies and gardens. They were so excited...they must have been planning some sort of paradise because within the hour they had about four pages of notes and had trouble keeping their voices down.
There was another gaunt man who had long gray hair down his back. His shoes were too dirty, his shorts too ragged. And there was a lovely bald spot exactly on the very top of his head. Every once in awhile he would sigh with a rattle in his throat. He never left the non fiction section...and ended up getting a book out about the French Revolution.
So yes...if you are an amateur stalker, the library is a great place to start!
No really, I just love people watching. It's a hobby of mine.

Gets a little Personal? Pah...

2009-05-31T11:33:00.000-07:00

1. This survey gets a little personal; can you handle it?
Most definitely.

2. If you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be?
Lango. In other words...an old maid.

3. Were you happy when you woke up today?
For the most part.

4. When were you on the phone last? And with who?
Ummm...with Daniel? That was awhile ago.

what happened to 5 and 6?
They eloped of course!

7. What are you excited for?
Our huge 4th of July party I'm planning.

8. What were you doing yesterday?
Hung with Rachael! Went to Utopia, traipsed around Kroger, went back to Utopia again, slept, went to Daniel's graduation party, came back home and had a movie night with the gang, solved Einstein's riddle, and talked to Mom and Dad, finally crashed.

9. Honestly, who was the last person to tell you they love you?
Honestly? I think it was Audrey.

10. What's the last thing you put in your mouth?
Orange Iced Tea

11. Have a best friend?
Yuppers

12. Are you scared to fall in love?
Incredibly so.

13. Do you think teenagers can be in love?
I do.

14. Last person you wanted to punch in the face?
Never wanted to punch anyone in the face. :(

15. What time is it right this second?
2:49

16. What do you want right now?
More time. Or a transportation machine. Or a time AND transportation machine.

17. Who was the last person you took a picture with?
Everybody at the Graduation party.

18. Are you single/taken/heartbroken/or confused?

All of the above in a way. I'm not actually dating anyone, but my heart is definitely taken, but not by the one who broke it. And all of that is very confusing.

19. When was the last time you cried?
A few weeks ago.

20. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
An awesome one!

21. Do you find it hard to trust others?
Certain people, yes. But mostly I'm very trusting. (Which is dangerous and painful most of the time.)

22. How fast does your mind change?
Somewhat slowly...people think my mind changes rapidly. But most of the time my mind is made up beforehand and I only say one thing, while I make up my mind about the opposite. Wow. Didn't make sense.

23. I bet you miss somebody right now.?
And you won that bet.

24. Can you honestly say you're okay right now?
Honestly? No. I am not ok. But that's ok with me.

25. Why do you think so many people cheat?
They are weak, and ruled by their emotions rather than their previous decisions to remain truthful. Pretty much, only wimps cheat.

26. Tell me what's on your mind?
If we should go see a movie tomorrow, if I should actually write a book. Whether I will die this fall, how on earth I will get skinnier, if Beth Moore is really as great as every Christian women bible study thinks she is, where my script is...and a bajillion more things.

27. What are you looking forward to in the next three months?
MK reunion, if we have one.

28. Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?
All the time...

29. When did you last talk to your number 1 top friend?
Couple of seconds ago.

30. When is your next road trip?
Soon, I hope.

31. Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell anything to?
My man, Jesus.

32. How's your heart?
I wish I could sum it up in a few sentences. For now it's slightly scared, scarred, healing, hurting, happy, hopeful, disappointed and a bunch of other things.

33. Have you ever felt like you weren't important?
A little...

34. Do you think somebody's in love with you?
*sigh* Unfortunately.

35. What are you planning on doing after this?
Finishing mine and John Mark's project. It's a book about the Adventures of Stupendous Candice, Spectacular John Mark and sometimes their super tiger companion, Penny.

36. Next time you will kiss somebody?
Not in a long time I bet.

37. Have you told anybody you loved them today?
Yes.

38. Who do you not get along with?
Stuck up people. And people who cuss.

39. What does you 3rd recent text say?
Why do these things always have questions about texts? It gets boring.

40. What are you wearing right now?
A skirt, a t shirt, two rings, a ponytail, eyeliner and red nail polish.

41. You're locked in a room with the person you last kissed, how is it?
Cramped...And probably pretty dark, unless there's a light in there. Awkward, depending on whose closet it really is.

42. When's the last time you had a grilled cheese?
Too long ago.

43. What's your favorite boy and girl name right now?
Drew and Lorraine

44. How did you feel when you woke up?
Hot, the sun was all shiny and Penny the fur ball was wrapped around my torso.

45. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now?
Nope. I hate phones.

46. Do you crack your knuckles?
Never.

47. What were you doing yesterday at midnight?
Talking...or maybe solving a riddle.

48. What are your LEGAL initials?
CML

49. Whos the first B in your contacts?
I don't have a B in my contacts yet. I've only had my new phone for a weekend.

50. When's the last time you laughed very hard?
Most likely yesterday, hanging with my people.

51. Your number 1 top friend walks out of your life, do you go after them?
It depends on how they walked away and for what reason. But most likely yes...if only to make sure they were ok.

52. Last awkward moment?
I usually don't have awkward moments. I've become immune to them, so when they happen, I don't really notice.

53. Are you afraid of the dark?
Out in the woods or something, yeah. But if I'm in my bed all cozy with a purring cat and enough pillows, than of course not.

54. Do you have good vision?
20/20

55. Have you ever tripped someone?
Not on purpose, I don't think...

56. Have you ever slapped someone?
Yes. I used to be a slapper...fortunately, I shed the bad habit a few years ago.

57. Are you Irish?
Itsy bitsy parts of me. Actually, a lot of me.

58. Do you use chap stick?
Hardly ever. Not a fan of sticky lips.

59. Do you have any scars?
Yeah, all over.

60. Is there someone you will never forgive?
I don't think so. I've forgiven everyone so far...

61. Are you dating the person you last held hands with?
I should hope not, he's my seven year old brother.... :/

62. Name the last person to text you?
GRAH!

63. Would you marry someone 8 years older than you?
It's not likely, but I don't have anything against it.

64. Can you go in public looking like you do?
Um. Certain parts of the public? I couldn't go to a cocktail party, but I could hit a drivethru...

65. Have you ever kissed someone whose name started with a J?
Yes. And you wish you kneeewww...haha! Just kidding. I've cheek kissed Josiah and Andy's last name is Jore. I've kissed him. John Mark gets kissed by me daily. Jeca's name starts with a J. There's alot of J people out there.

66. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
The one Laura's not on...which is the side closest to the windows mostly.

67. What's the first thing you'll do on your wedding day?
Open my eyes, check the time...you know the usual...

68. Do you fall for people easily?
Unfortunately...

69. Has anyone put their arms around you in the past 5 days?
Today.

70. Do you miss the way things used to be?
All the time.

71. Has anyone ever told you they're in love with you?
Several people. Does that sound bad?

72. Song you're thinking of right now?
Be Thou My Vision

73. Want someone back in your life?
Yes.

74. Will tomorrow be better than today?
It could be!

75. What’s the color of the shirt you are wearing?
Blue

76. Has anyone ever sang or played music for you personally?
Yes, lots of times.

77. Does it bother you when someone lies to you?
IS THIS A LEGITAMATE QUESTION? It more than bothers me. It does something to my soul that is very similar to what a cheese crater does.

78. Is there anyone who understands your relationship status?
Besides Christ? I doubt it.

79. Are you a naturally happy person? Or is your happiness forced?
I'm a content person. I'm not spunky or hyper, but I am happy. Forced happiness isn't really happiness at all, so this is arguabley a stupid question.

80. Is there anyone you wish would fall in love with you?
A few I wish would fall out, one to understand the fall, and several I don't care about the actually falling- I just wish they wouldn't bring it up as often.

Edible Alphabet

2009-05-28T10:54:00.000-07:00

I packed a picnic with the Powell kids yesterday. While we were eating we all listed our favorite foods alphabetically.

A.
Apples - Avery & Levi
Applesauce - Audrey
Alfredo - Laura
Avacado - Me

B.
Banannas - Avery & Levi
Bubblegum - Audrey
Bagels - Laura
Burgers and Buffalo wings - Me

C.
Chocolate - Avery
Cookies - Levi
Cupcakes - Audrey
Coffee - Laura
Carrot Cake - Me

D.
Donuts - Avery & Audrey
Doritos - Levi
Me and Laura didn't like any D foods.

E.
Eggs - All the Powells
Eggroll- Me
Laura had fallen asleep. :)

F.
Fruit - Audrey
Fish- Avery
French Fries- Levi
Fajitas- Me

G.
Garlic Bread- Avery
Green Beans- Me
Grapes- Levi and Audrey

H.
Hibachi- Everybody!!

I.
Ice cream- Everyone except me.
Icees- Me

J.
Jellybeans- Avery and Levi
Juice- Laura and Audrey
I didn't have a favorite J food.

K.
Kentucky Fried Chicken- Levi
Krispy Kremes- Avery
Kupcakes- Audrey
Laura and I happened to hate all of these things.

L.
Lemonade - Me and Laura
Lollipops- The Powells

M.
Macaroni and Chese- Levi, Avery, and Audrey
Mashed Potatoes- Laura
Manacotti- Me

N.
Nachos- Avery, Levi, me, and Laura
Noodles- Audrey

O.
Took awhile but...
Oreos- Everyone

P.
Peanuts - Levi &Audrey
Pretzels - Avery
Pasta - Laura
Pizza - Me

Q.
Quesadillas - Everybody

R.
Rice- Avery, Audrey, Laura
Rhubarb Pie and Raspberry Iced Tea- Me
Levi said Radishes, but when I asked him if he had every had them he said he hadn't.

S.
Salad- Laura
Sugar- Avery and Levi
Sandwiches- Audrey
Strawberries- Me

T.
Tacos- Avery
Tamales - Me
Teriyaki- Laura
Toast- Audrey
Levi also said turnips...but he had never had those either.

U.
Upside down cake (That was the only thing we could think of that started with O.)

V.
Very yummy vegetables- Everybody

W.
Watermelon- Levi, Audrey, Laura, and me
Waffles- Avery

X.
Xtra tasty stuff.

Y.
Yams- Me
Everyody else- Yogurt

Z.
Laura and I picked Zuchini, but they refused to have a favorite Z food.

Turtle me this.

2009-05-25T00:34:00.001-07:00

May is the month of turtles. This I have decided. There was one in our yard today and we invited him into our home for a meal. I don't know what his name was, but my little brother called him Swimee. He enjoyed the lettuce that we gave him from our garden. And he politely refused any type of desert. (It was strawberries.)
I really liked turtles, but now I love them.
I hope Swimee stays nearby, although my mother doesn't want him invading the garden and eating all the lettuce. I doubt he will. Turtles are not adept at climbing chicken wire fences.

Summer as in what to do

2009-05-14T11:20:00.000-07:00

Turtles are on the brain...I saw another one today. He was crossing the road. Very very slowly. Anyway.

I already have a job lined up for this summer. It's a nice job...about $150 a week. Which isn't a fortune. But hey, HEY! I'm a poor college student, what else do I need? I'm going to be babysitting all day four days a week while my mondays will be spent earning absolutely nothing at an Advertising agency. Brownie/experience points, an internship deal, the works. But I already have an idea for next summer, when I'll have a year of college education stuffed in my belt. I am planning on working at a Summer Camp! I don't know which one. It's not that important...it's a whole year away. But I think it would be a bunch of fun! I almost wish I hadn't set up a summer job already...
I know several friends that counsel at camps over the summer and they always say it is a blast. I can't believe I'm making plans for next summer. Aren't I crazy? I'm a Lango! I'm not supposed to make plans!

Upon Finding a Friend on a Log

2009-05-13T21:36:00.001-07:00

I wish I was a turtle,
Sitting on a thick log of black.
Adding up days
Til they turn into May.
Which would warm my hard house-shell.
I wish I was a turtle,
With clumsy feet in the wet mud.
Walking so slow
I'd keep my pace just so.
Never to trip, run, or fall. Only steady,
Padding on and on.
Who likes to sit warm on a log
In the month of May.

PTL!!!!

2009-05-12T11:03:00.000-07:00

I LOVE THIS.

I'm going to Atlanta tomorrow. Do you know why? Because I'm going to try and get a visa so I can go to BRAZIL THIS SATURDAY!!!! I'm so excited. The Brazilian consulate in Atlanta has been closed for the past couple of weeks and we had almost given up hope of seeing everyone in Via. (Almost...but not quite!) Me, my sister Laura, my friends Hadassa, Jeca, Hanna, and Joana, my parents and lots of others have been praying like crazy that they would reopen in time! And we have an apppointment!
I just wanted to take a post and shout "PRAISE THE EVER AWESOME ROCKS MY SOCKS GOD!" Jesus gives me everything good and I know he had his beautiful scarred hands all over this situation. :) So if you don't mind...I'm going to praise him!!!

Novelish

2009-05-06T01:32:00.000-07:00

So recently I had two people tell me that I should write a book.
"You're so interesting, Candice!" people say... "I would definitely buy a book that you wrote." Oh yeah? Well then why don't you read my blog? I mean, that's like a book. Kinda.
Ok. Not really. It's not like a book at all. But I write it, don't I? *sigh* I guess I'm just lacking in the self esteem area right now.
Golly, I would love to write a book. It would make me feel accomplished and maybe worth something to someone besides my immediate acquaintances? Yes. I'm sure it would.
Maybe I could throw together some poems and short blurbs I've scribbled down in the past, a few journal entries, a few songs. I would love to record an album too...maybe I should do that first. Or finish that play I've always wanted to write. Publish an art book? Finish a thought...GO TO SLEEP.

I'm feeling like I need to stamp myself upon the world. I want people everywhere to know Candice Lango. I feel like I have a lot of important things to do, important things to say, to create. But I don't.
Or if I do, I don't know where to start. Wow, what a state of limbo, ne? Or maybe just in need of some help...

Lotsa Stress = Lotsa Life

2009-04-30T15:10:00.000-07:00

This week has been so weird. Weird in the weirdest way.
Sometime ago we found out that my dad gets all woozy like when he eats gluten. So now my mom has increased in her awesomeness by cooking for a family that includes a diabetic and a gluten free person. We've been eating a lot of veggies...
Starting Monday, my insulin pump malfunctioned and I went into DKA (which is a Diabetic Keto-Acidosis) and ended up getting incredibly sick!
And my Grandma broke her hip that day, too. Which is bad enough as it is...but now there is no one really qualified to take care of my grandpa since he has Alzheimer's.
Tuesday my Uncle was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. He just got home from the hospital.
Wednesday we learned that a certified case of the Swine Flu had been found in Williamson county. Yeah, that's close to us.
And we also learned that we might not get to go to Brazil for Via's graduation because the consulate just shut down any type of visa requests!

So! What does one do in these strange times?
You go to the store and buy interesting food like teryaki sauce, rice cakes, vitamin water and fudge bars.
Fold five loads of laundry consecutively.
You open your extensive pencil collection and start blending colors.
You write philosophical prose pieces about breaking rules.
You sit in a hammock and read ridiculous fantasy fiction novels.
You walk out to the garden twice a day to see how much the french beans and carrots have grown in the past 6 hours.
You use hand sanitizer.
Organize your clothes drawers and closet.
You eat a large bowl of peas.

In other words, stress can go to your head. Or it can't... Life is awful and hard and stressful. But I like it.

Mosaic Myself.

2009-04-25T15:08:00.000-07:00

I answered 25 questions about myself in photographs. I used flickr.com to search for the images and limited my selection to the first page results...I like it. I'll give you the questions, and you can look at the answers. It's so much more interesting than me just telling them to you. :)

1. Who was your 1st crush?
2. Who was your 1st love?
3. What was your 1stalcoholic drink?
4. What was your 1st job?
5. What was your 1st car?
6. Who was the 1st person to text you today?
7. Who is the 1st person you thought of this morning?
8. Who was your 1st grade teacher?
9. Where did you go on your 1st ride on an airplane?
10. Who was your 1st best friend?
11. Where was your 1st sleep over?
12. Who was the 1st person you talked to today?
13. Whose wedding were you in the 1st time?
14. What was the 1st thing you did this morning?
15. What was the 1st concert you ever went to?
16. 1st tattoo?
17. 1st piercing?
18. 1st foreign country you've been to?
19. 1st movie you remember seeing?
20. When was your 1st detention?
21. What was the 1st state you lived in?
22. Who was your 1st roommate?
23. If you had one wish. What would it be?
24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?
25. Who did you get these questions from?

Easter and Taxes

2009-04-15T09:46:00.000-07:00

So, my readers! Today is tax day!! Yeah...you probably knew that. But I thought I could happily remind you just in case. I say happily because I got about 500 dollars back from the government. This is nice because I'm poor. (Not really, I just don't have a large income. And YES, those are two very different things.)

I hope everyone had a beautiful Easter. Mine was absolutely sublime. I LOVE Easter. It's the only holiday where I can go to church and that is the best. Jesus is everything and if I can worship him with the rest of the world, my spirit soars. (I almost typed sours instead of soars. That would have been a lethal typo if I ever saw one. :/)

Well, besides my awesome Easter and extra money...This week was also our traditional photo shoot! Me and my sister, Laura have a weird tradition that we put into practice every time we get a school break. The last days of it, we get dressed up in fun clothing and have a photo shoot! We like taking pictures and playing dress up so we just smushed the two together and called it "tradition". Yeah, we're wacky weird. :) Thought I would post a few pictures here. The rest are on facebook and if you want to be my friend, just shoot me a message telling me who you are and I will totally accept you. (I'm not as scared of strangers as I should be.)

Me:

Laura:

Easter

2009-04-08T19:49:00.000-07:00

It's the blog Wednesday before Easter.
Easter is the biggest most important relevant thing to the world, to life, to existence...And so this whole blog will be precise and strong. It will be an Easter post. It is exactly what I've reposted every Easter. It is a part of my contribution to the world's greatest event to ever take place.

By:Me
Eyes gleaming like dogs, hissing like cats,
The crowd came with lanterns on the stone-ridden path.
There lay the Lord, limp with his prayer,
Accepting the kiss of his betrayer.
The men screeched and mocked, his clothes were torn.
The blood and sweat beaded thick on the thorn.
With hot tools of death his skin was ripped.
His enemy laughing as his body was whipped.
The cross was as heavy as man's darkened sin
When kept from the light and hidden within.
After hours drenched in vermilion hues,
Satan uttered a cry - and payment was due.
Beelzebub writhed, he shuddered with glee,
When the heart of the Lamb gave its last heave.
But how long was victory? How long could he dance?
For that beat of Christ's heart was hardly his last.
Did he think he could win? Dare he threaten the power
Of the strength of God's love, of the peace of his bower?

Haha! Hahaha!

2009-04-02T14:49:00.001-07:00

I'm such a prankster.
Did you like my little April Fools gift in my last post?
I thought it was pretty funny.
Even if I only tricked about five people.

SO! To clear things up! I am not in love at all! I'm romance free!
Welllll, almost. I have a date this Friday with a buddy of mine. But it is a rather unromantic one, we're just kidding around.

Sorry to beak my once a week posting rule. But I couldn't keep a secret that long! Aren't you glad I put you out of your curiosity? (you were dying to know who it was, weren't you?)

*smile*

Again.

2009-04-01T17:41:00.000-07:00

Well, I really didn't believe that it could happen.
I've fallen in love. I'm serious!
I mean, my last relationship was absolutely terrible when it fell apart, and I didn't think I would ever recover. I think I'm still healing, in a way. But this guy that has become SUCH a part of my life now is amazing. He understands everything and he is so sweet and sincere about it. I am on cloud nine...
We have learned so much about each other in the last 6 months or so and when we finally moved into a relationship, it was perfect!
I am truly so happy.
<3

Tuesdays

2009-03-25T11:37:00.000-07:00

I am of the opinion that Tuesdays are an attack upon my soul. I can not handle them.
I don't know why, but I break down. Work, and then late night babysitting, and overload from my mostly free weekends...maybe the fact that I have never had a migraine in my life until yesterday? At least I think it was a migraine. I thought I was going to die, anyway. Which, I hear, is the main symptom of migraines.
And that is why this post in one day late. Because Tuesdays are just unmanageable.
I'm changing blog updates to Wednesdays now. Not like it's important, but it's different. And worth mentioning.

Today is also my Grandma's birthday. She is a wonderful lady and I should turn this whole blog post into a full and lengthy representation of her awesome-ness.
She is very wise, loves teddy bears, is the world's best hostess, and always has raisin bread at hand. Gram Love!!!

The Basil seeds FINALLY decided to sprout. :) I thought they were dead.

Spanky's was fun! As always. I might even have some of my photography of the show in the paper. And this Saturday is LAVA.

Thus the joys of the week are covered.

Color me a Happy Green

2009-03-17T21:00:00.000-07:00

Happy st. Patrick's Day, everybody!! *throws clover shaped confetti*
The weather was arm, John Mark and Laura had half days at school, two tubs of ice cream inhabit the fridge, Audrey gave me a ring that turns my finger green, we had tacos for dinner, and I managed to actually form an artistic idea using pencil and paper in less than one day. To top it all off I'm now joyfully crunching oreos vigorously.
Ok, they're called Panda Cremes if you happen to live in Springhill and buy generic brands...but you know.
Of course, my St. Pattys day wasn't all smiles and pots of gold. Tuesdays are always busy and I am the most anti hectic person alive. But I am really glad that today was a blogging Tuesday because I can wish you all the best and greenest Irish rainbow day!
Oreos away! *toasts glass of milk in a most Irish-like manner*

By the way, this is the world's best rendition of St. Patrick's life. Just watch it.

Tough Week.

2009-03-10T13:57:00.001-07:00

Birthday Shout Out: Aunt Karen! Me favorite-est Aunt Karen in the whole world, Happy Birthday!

This past week has been slightly sweet, but mostly sour. Come to think of it, these past six months have been slightly sweet, with excess sour.
The Sweet Things this week:
The weather has been just gorgeous these past few days. It's in the 80's today and everything is trilling with spring. Every window is open, every plant is thriving and it's a felony to stay indoors.
I finished my Triumvirate piece this week. It turned out better than I expected, but not as good as I had hoped. Which is what happens a lot. I still have to scan it in and portfolio it...but the hard work is done.
I've been song writing this week, which is a good thing. But that's where the sour slips in. It's a melancholy song about just one of the sore parts of my life right now. Lately, (since October of last year) I've just been feeling trapped. A lot of things have happened to wear me down and break my heart. I won't really go into details and stuff because one, it's still too close and raw for me to post all over the internet. And two, it would take a long time...Pretty much I've just been having a tough time, and in a hopeless sense, it doesn't look like it's going to clear up in a long while.
On top of it I caught the flu, which knocked me down on more level. Sunday night I was just lying in bed sobbing because my body hurt almost as bad as my soul did.
Phew. Hard times...
If there is anybody that actually reads this (and I doubt there are many, if any at all) please pray for me. I've been praying so much, but it might help if God heard one more voice on my behalf. I would be so grateful.
I usually hate asking for prayer. My humanness regards it as weak and vulnerable. It's hard to admit that you would like some help. At other times I'm reluctant to ask for prayer because I'm afraid that I'm trying to draw pity and attention from people. I tell them the "oh so awfuls" and the "it's so bads" and then chalk it up as a prayer request. Sometimes we twist prayer into all sorts of things we shouldn't twist it into.
But this time, I really just need help. And prayer is a very good form of help.
Thanks.

Toos Day

2009-03-03T20:47:00.000-08:00

Eating: Graham Crackers- Honey style
Drinking: Milk, lots of it
Reading: Me Green Poem Book!
Drawing: An interpretation of the Second Roman Triumvirate. I hope it turns out as cool as I want it too.
TODAY!
Is square root day! 3-3-09 Cuz you know, the square root of 3 is nine? It only happens every once in a decade...how cool is it that it fell on a blogging day!

This Week!
1. Got my teefury shirt in the mail. It rocks the house. Especially when I wear it. Le Shirt.
2. Somebody found the world's only bubblegum pink bottle nosed dolphin. (I am not kidding! And I seriously want it for a pet. I mean, who doesn't want a tickle me pink dolphin? It's like Lisa Frank come to life!)Proof!
3. I passed a memory on this week. Some of my best moments as a kid were with my Papa Martz. He was my first and best babysitter I ever had. EVER. One thing he used to do (we did a lot of things) was take me to McDonalds and let me run stocking footed in the play area while he dutifully guarded my half eaten cheeseburger and fries with barbecue sauce. So today I took John Mark to McDonalds. And I guarded his cheeseburger. (He isn't a fan of eating fries with barbecue sauce. I can't understand why...)I even got him a vanilla ice cream cone like Papa used to do for me. Of course, my Mickey D Days were infinitely better. They still had all those unsafe swinging nets and ball cages. Now it's just plastic steps and tube slides. But that's ok. John Mark will never know.
4. I payed my first payment of 125 dollaroos to Lipscomb University. I guess if I'm gonna live there I have to pay. Did you know that all of the dorm halls have vending machines? It's like heaven in a hallway!
5. I found my green book of poems! It's actually called The Standard Book of British and American Verse, but the title is worn away so it's just the green book now. I thought that we had gotten rid of it when we moved to Brazil, but we didn't! And I'm reading through Keats, Poe, Dickinson, Tennyson, Shakespeare! Hurrah for scruffy old marked up dog earred green books of genius! I'm happily reunited.

Prayer Posts:
1. The President of Guinea Bissau was assassinated March 2nd.
GB is a young struggling country with huge drug export and import problems. The loss of their president is a blow. Lift up this nation to our King in our prayers...
A friend of ours, Dr. Lillian is a Brazilian missionary in GB as well. So prayers for her too would be awesome.
2. We should also pray for the families of the athletes that were lost on Florida's Gulf Coast in a fishing boat. Today at sundown the Coast Guard canceled all searches, which means the families are having to cope with both the loss of the men, as well as the loss of the hope they've had the past few days of retrieving the bodies.

Birthday Blog!
Avery Powell- My favorite 7 year old that turned 8 on Sunday had a birthday this week! Happy birthday girl!

Spanky's

2009-02-23T21:32:00.001-08:00

So it's not technically Tuesday yet. But it's late Monday night, which in my world can mean a lot of things. Mostly it means tomorrow will be very long owing to my lack of sleep. Of all the things I do a bad job at, I think Math and Sleeping are my top two. Sports would probably be number three.
But now I am diverging from my topic that I was going to write about: Spanky's
Spanky's is a little driving academy behind the Burger King here in Spring Hill Tennessee. But it's also home to LAVA. LAVA is a smallish group of teens that get together twice a month and do awesome stuff. I do believe it's the best club this side of the Mason Dixon line. Mostly it has to do with the arts and God. (which are two of my favorite things in the whole world.)
The word LAVA comes from Love, Availability, Vulnerability, and Artistry. So, we are a bunch of artists that are completely available and vulnerable and hyped up on loving people. Sounds like a blast, right? One week out of every month we get together and talk about the love and art that is going on in the world. We read poetry, read bible verses, talk about relationships, do an acting gig, tell jokes, eat food, watch youtube videos, laugh a lot, and mostly have fun. Then, later on in the month we all show up at Spanky's and organize our "Spanky's Double Dog Dare You Comedy and Music Jam!" Yeah, it has a long name...but it's awesome.
We dress up in wacky wardrobe, we get all excited, assign sections, rehearse a few things, set up sound equipment and lights, and then we're off.
Most of it is improvisation. The lights go up and whoever is on stage will act out a comedy scene, We answer bizarre questions from the audience, give advice on strange ailments, sing a song about an impromptu subject (I had to sing about Pajamas)and perform skits (me and Laura did a bizarre 30 second movie review of Star Wars). Pretty much anything that's funny, we do it. We even had a PB sandwich eating contest last week. Sounds like the funnest thing since pizza, right? Right.
The coolest thing about it is, if you are gonna come, you have to bring a canned food item for a food shelter that we help out. Isn't that cool?? YEAH!
So head on over at 7:20 March 14th! That's out next performance...and it's gonna rock. As always.

BIRTHDAYS! Brett Mullens is 17. And very happy about it. Christine Lamp turned 15, And my baby Raquel is 16! Happy birthday everybody...

This week...

2009-02-17T11:20:00.001-08:00

Valentines Day! I watched this movie: P.S I love you

Stuff I wrote: Rocks

Laughed at: This

People that had Birthdays: Lee! He's finally 19, poor baby.

Unpleasant things: Doctor appointment at 8:30 in the morning, getting sick on Monday, Filling out Fafsa forms for college.
Pleasant things: Buying a shirt at Rue21! Getting pick aviator glasses, Icees with Laura, my early seedlings growing like crazy, blowing bubbles in chocolate milk with neon crazy straw. Care Bear coloring books.

Other important things the world should know: John Mark got a haircut. I decided that I am going to get a dorm room, I started cataloging all of Mom's old recipes out on index cards. I also ordered a pillowcase that I designed...It should look like this: but who knows?

Weekly Post...which could mean "BORING" Or it could not...

2009-02-10T00:41:00.000-08:00

So! This past week has been kinda normal. Most weeks are. (Or maybe they aren't...)
But I post on this small insignificant blog every Tuesday, so I will write about normal things.
-*We take this small time to explain that the "blogging every Tuesday" routine has been put into practice this past Tuesday. Thank you*-

Before I start! Happy Birthday tooooo: Andy, Lee, Israel, and Steven...they all had birthdays this week...Everyone loves birthdays.
Here we go: Four things have come to my attention this week and they are so enormously normal (yet so very cool) that I will mention them first in paragraph, and then list form! Coraline is an amazing movie. Valentines Day is this Saturday. My iTunes has decided to resurrect from it's self inflicted grave. Also, Rue21 is my new favorite store.
-*This concludes my paragraph form of so enormously normal and so very cool things. On to the list!*-

1. Coraline. This, my friends, was awesome. At first I thought it was going to be way weird. I mean, a horror-ish film for kids? But I loved it. Stop motion is always so fun to watch and Coraline was a great story! Sometimes I get so tired of all this fluff animated films that have crummy storytelling and eye popping graphics. We all like to look at good animation, don't get me wrong! But the story is everything.
No worries here, of course. Coraline was not only easy on the eyes, but it was really beautiful in it's stop motion-ey way. To anyone who reads my miniscule blog that hardly exists, and then actually takes me seriously-- I think you should go see Coraline. Because, as mentioned in the aforesaid paragraph form, it is an amazing movie. Tada! I even found a snazzy picture to engage you visually!

2. Valentines Day. I am a die hard romantic. You can probably tell that just from looking at me walking down the street. I bet the lady that handed me my diet soda today at McDonalds thought "Well! There goes a die hard romantic!" I just have the look. Fellow die hard romantics know what I'm talking about. Or those people that are best friends, spouses, or parents of die hard romantics...they know what it is. I have large plans for this Saturday. I am going to write my future husband a perfectly romantic love letter, make chocolate heart cookies, write only in red pen, braid my hair, and sigh. I've been stashing scrap paper and lace ever since last Valentines Day. Today I made four extensive Valentines for four little (but cute!) people. Isn't being a babysitter so nice? I can't wait till I give them away....

3. iTunes. I have an ongoing battle with my iTunes. It opens, it doens't open. It charges my iPod, it doesn't. It deletes all my songs; it hates me. ARG! If I didn't love my music I would just give up! The past few weeks it has completely ignored me when I clicked on the icon. It wouldn't open for my sister either.
I don't know what convinced it to work again the other day, but good grief! We haven't closed it yet...we are afraid it won't come up again. Ugh. And people think four year olds are exasperating!

4. Rue21. Whoa. I went there for the first time today? And yeah. I wish it was my closet. I don't think I found anything I didn't like in that store. It's all groovy and teenager-ey. Most of the time I don't like the teenager look, but Rue21 pulls it off somehow. I miracuously escaped without buying anything. But next paycheck I'm gonna be in there with the whole kit and kaboodle. I don't even want to take anyone with me because they will probably ask me to buy them stuff since it's SUCH a cool store.
-*Since both the paragraph and list forms of so enormously normal yet so very cool things have been completed, the weekly Tuesday blog will come to a close.*-

The Lady Survey

2009-02-03T22:59:00.001-08:00

All humans of the Male kind...this is a lady survey. You will either find it incredibly fascinating, or horribly boring. Either way, you are not a lady and I in no way suggest you read (or copy and paste) said survey. Thus being said....

READ ON, GIRLS!

Do you enjoy drama?
-Eh. Good innocent drama…but the hurt someone because they stole my boyfriend Gawd I’m a gonna explode/cry drama is bad.

Are you a girly girl?
-I guess so. But I’m not extreme or anything.

Last person you hugged?
-Elena Mote…the girl I babysit every Tuesday.

Small or big handbags?
-Either. But I carry loads of stuff around…like lemons and bibles and notebooks and index cards and spoons and other things I might need. Soooo..mostly big handbags.

Do you think you’re conceited?
-Sometimes. I try not to be.

Do you dress up on Halloween?
-Not a fan of it; I dislike Halloween…I do love dress up though.

Are you double jointed?
-Not at ALL

Where is the weirdest place you have slept?
-I don’t know…in the middle of the largest wetland, a chair made out of rubber strands, the pantry, and probably some other weird place I can’t remember.

Last person you hung out with?
-Uhm. I don’t think my sister counts cuz she’s my sister. (But we do hang out) so I would have to say…my LAVA group.

Do you call anybody by their last name?
-Arantes. She has a cool last name.

Do you wear makeup?
-Well Yeah!

Ever cried at a movie theater?
-Yes…*sigh*

Can you put on mascara without opening your mouth?
-Of course…

Eyeliner or Mascara?
-Mascara. I think eyeliner is drastic, which works on some people if they do it right. I either do not do it right, or I’m not that type of person.

Heels or sneakers?
-All depends on the situation, babe.

Straight or curly hair?
-I have straight hair, and I love it. But I adore curls! I wish I had them sometimes…the soft flowy ones, you know? Hm :)

Hoops or dangling earings?
-The key is in the occasion. Although I think dangling earrings are prettier…hoops are much more practical.

Do you prefer light or dark haired guys?
-I prefer gentlemen…what? Fresh out? Too bad…

Are you currently frustrated with a guy?
-Nope. I try to avoid frustration…I am disappointed, confused, exasperated and other negative things towards several guys. But not frustrated.

Do you have a best friend?
-Me Sis. But as for outside me family…every time I think I have a best friend they end up completely ruining the status.

Have you ever had your heart broken?
-Yes. Do you know of a place that can fix it?

Have you ever thought of having plastic surgery?
-Nooo…I’ve thought of the nightmare of my face not being mine. Or someone drugging me and giving me a different nose without me knowing about it. But I don’t think that’s what the question implied.

Do you like your life?
-My life is mine. And I like all my belongings…so yes. I “like” my life.

Has your ex boyfriend ever gone out with one of your friends?
-No…

Ever walked into the guys bathroom?
-I don’t think so.

Have you ever jumped in the pool with your clothes on?
-Ha! All the time…

Would you ever tell someone you loved them even though you didn't mean it?
-That, my friend would be lying. And lying about love is worse than regular lying. So NO.

Have you ever slapped a boy in the face?
-Yes, I actually have…but by no means think he didn’t need it.

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
-Oh my yes.

Have you ever not been able to get someone off of your mind?
-Of course…it comes with the package of being human.

Do you believe in the saying once a cheater, always a cheater?
-No, I don’t. God can change anyone.

Have you ever had a good feeling about something?
-Yeah. A bubble bath. What on earth does this question mean? Am I supposed to be a psychic? Good grief…

Do you ever wish you were famous?
-Only so that I could have an influence on the world for good. I would like having lots of people listen to me because of my status…I have things I want the world to hear.

Are you currently missing someone?
-Many people.

Contacts or Glasses?
-Nopety

Funny or Serious?
-Me: I’m one of those people that is equally and tragically both at once…we are a strange race.
Him: I don‘t know. He’d have to take a joke. But all fun isn’t always good. I think more funny would be better.

Romantic or Daredevil?
-Me: I am a romantic all the way. There is nothing that resembles either a Dare or a Devil within me.
Him: Can’t he be both? I’m sure he can…

Cute or Hot?
-Me: I like to aim for Elegant. Or classy…
Him: Just plain old "incredibly good looking" will do.

Long Hair or Short Hair?
-Me: I miss my long hair. Long long. Like Rapunzel-ish
-Him: Whatever I suppose. I won’t gripe about him getting a haircut, that’s for sure. But a buzz cut? Might be pushing it.

Good Dancer or Good Singer?
Me: Would not be able to tell you. Dancing-wise, I am a pro at being held in the arms of the male kind. It’s the stepping that’s the tricky part. Singing? Well, depends on your style.
Him: As long as he’s a pro at the holding of the female kind he’s a good enough dancer for me. And even if he has a terrible voice he should serenade once in a while.

Basketball Player or Football Player?
Me: I love cheering! Go babe!
Him: Yes. You are a champion my love.

Why isn't ice hockey ever a choice?
I do not know! Hockey rocks.

Smoker or Non-smoker?
Smoke. Coming. From. Your. Mouth. Is. Gross. And isn’t that a dragon thing anyway? I mean, the prince kills the dragon, saves the princess from lung cancer and incarceration. He doesn’t sit back and work his way through a pack of ciggys with his arch nemesis, right? Right.

Has a Motorcycle or Has a Sports Car?
Ooh. Nice one, baby.

Summer, Winter, Spring or Fall?
Seasons are nice. So nice.

Dreams

2009-01-29T18:45:00.000-08:00

Our family has always been a family of dreams. That's why we moved to South America on a whim, why we love road trips, why we are content with very little, why we do a lot of the things we do.
We always talk about crazy stuff. Me and my dad want to go on a trip across the United States--on his motorcycle. Or like the time we wanted to open a donut shop in Brazil. Brazilians don't even know what donuts are, isn't that awful? But we don't just talk about crazy stuff--sometimes we do it. My dad started his own animation studio. Me and my sister modeled in a fashion show. We also started a web comic. A lot of our dreams go awry, but some of them actually happen. That's just the way we are.

We just spent dinner talking about our newest dream. It was my dad's idea, but now all of us are excited about it. We want to open a Diner. Yeah! I know! Way cool...
It's a place with awesomely delicious food, but it's only open from about 11:00 am to 2:00pm three days a week. It has three main dishes, a soup of the day, and one dessert on the menu. :)
We don't have a name yet, but we have a slogan. "3 days, 3 dishes, 3 women in the kitchen" You see, my mom, my sister and I would be the three girls in the kitchen! My mom made up the slogan...she thought it was pretty funny.
It'll take awhile before we can dash into action, though. We have to wait for the economy to wipe out the mediocre chain restaurants. (*blehh*)

It's so flippin AMAZING!!! You're gonna come opening day, right? OF COURSE!

This was actually interesting to fill out...

2009-01-15T23:28:00.000-08:00

10 things you wish you could say to 10 different people right now (I actually wouldn't say this to anybody. But sometimes I do wish I could.)
1. I know I’m taking my slow time healing, but you could check up on me every once in awhile to make sure I AM healing, and not just fading away.
2. I’m glad you care for me so much. But don’t lie to make me feel better
3.You really don’t think about me half as much as I think about you, you know. I can tell.
4. You need to stop. I know I’ve been telling you that for years. But stop.
5. You act very arrogant and stupid sometimes. And you seem to like the reaction you get from people because of it. Don’t you realize it’s such a turn off?
6. I know I’m shy, and scared and pathetic. And I KNOW it. But I don’t think that pushing me past my limits is going to solve me.
7. So, can you tell me if you’re happy with the whole turn out? What did you see in him? And did he make lots of promises and stuff? Hm. I bet.
8. You aren’t jealous of me, are you? I love you too much for you to be jealous of me. I’m not any more beautiful or wonderful than you are. Just look at your golden heart! It puts girls like me to shame…sure, maybe you should polish it up a little. Jealousy clouds up hearts, but it’s nothing a little perspective won’t clean up.
9. You know what? You are incredibly irritating, and your presence tempts me to do the exact opposite of all your advice. Because you know nothing about me and why I do what I do.
10. You should feel sorry for me. But please don’t. Do not.

Eight ways to win your heart:
1. Gentleness…woo me with gentleness
2. LOVE. If you love I can’t help but love back. Unfortunately sometimes.
3. If we talk about God a lot, my heart will most likely be won. He’s my favorite. And besides, my heart is His anyways, you'll have to talk to him first before you go anywhere with it.
4. Understand. And if you can’t, at least try.
5. Being unafraid of uniqueness. So many people try and be the “ideal partner“ like Edward Cullen or something, I don’t really want that.
6. Sincerity. Fake is bad. Don’t be all fake.
7. Do not lie to me.
8. If you don’t fawn over my artwork, but you don’t ignore it either. I like it when people just accept it as a hobby. Like dancing or baking. Just because some people think I have talent doesn’t mean you have to admire it. It’s just normalcy for me. Treat it as such.

Seven things that cross your mind a lot:
1. God and what he does and how much he likes me and LOVES me.
2. The Past and getting past it.
3. All the people I miss.
4. My family…and how to love them the way I should.
5. Art. Anything with color or lines makes me think of art
6. Going to college, and how I’m going to survive.
7. The Future and how I’ll get to it.

Five turn offs
1. Arrogance and Pride
2. Apathy or Laziness. Living without passion or life is terribly unattractive
3. Lying
4. When you use the gift of sharp wit to hurt other people. Actually, any type of hurting people would be a pretty big turn off.
5. Rudeness. I guess that’s a petty one, but really. It’s hard to get past rudeness in a relationship.

Five turn ons
1. If you make me think of God when I’m with you.
2. Courtesy…it’s always wonderful to be with a polite person.
3. Courage. In situations and relationships and life and all those areas where courage is so attractive. That sounds so fairytale girl. But it IS a good character trait.
4. If you aren’t scared to be embarrassed.
5. When you have a touch of gentleman in you. You know, the gentleman-ness that shows up when you aren’t afraid of loving people and telling them so, and when you have those morals that are so lacking in this day and age. Being a gentleman is more than being an ardent lover that holds the door open for ladies. But that’s always a plus, too I guess.

Two things you want to do before you die:
1. Get married. And be a good mother and a good wife.
2. I want to be one of those people who, when they walk into a room, everyone feels suddenly as if the room got much more interesting and captivating. Someone who carries light everywhere as a person.

One confession
1. I tend to love too deeply. More than other people I think. I still have that child love, you know…the one that doesn’t make ANY sense--where I trust people too easily and have no reason. I wish I could grow out of it sometimes because I get my heart broken too much that way. I end up crying over small little relationships from FOREVER ago when I was a kid because they don’t even remember me. Because I still have that child love that has no common sense. I have a lot of growing up to do.

3

2009-01-09T19:03:00.000-08:00

Three Things are Happening.

Laura is awesome, as everyone knows. But now she's even more awesome, because two people asked if they could put two of her pieces in the local high school newspaper. :) The two pieces of literature that they are looking at are here and here You should go read them because they really are astounding. She is so talented in so many ways and her writing is only one facet of her art. So kudos to you, Bean!

2. My parents are both in Ireland and I'm suffering from intense longing to be there with them. They can't take many pictures of all the beautiful history things floating all over that enchanting country. But their descriptions sound wonderful. I've always wanted to go to Ireland. Anyway, I'm stuck playing housekeeper and mother. I'm actually not that bad off. I like cleaning and cooking and taking care of my siblings...I just don't like the loneliness of being in the empty house while they are at school. But I love the uninterrupted drawing time! It's very nice.

3.I'm working on two new projects (to add to the bajillion I have already!) The first is to complete four self portraits...I have never really sat down and drawn myself and I think doing it now would be good. So far I've down two, halfway! My second project is to start some obscure journal-type literature. I've always been intrigued by love letters, so I've started a love letter collection. Right now it's just tangled brain mess...but I'm planning on actually following through with it.

Obscurity.

2008-12-28T17:34:00.001-08:00

I am strangely tempted to start a new blog.
One that is authored by me, but no one knows it. Anonymous as they say. Unknown, but still profound. Because I want to say controversial things, but no one really likes the controversial author. They respect them, but do they hardly feel chummy with them. And I do so like having chummy posts. I won't really create a nom de plume, because I'm rarely tempted to be controversial...but right now. Right now I feel like stirring the waters.
Better sign off, I suppose.
Adieu.

A new view? Or an old one...

2008-12-20T20:33:00.000-08:00

A pact was signed in golden blood. Even before there was such a thing as arteries. Before gold mines were an idea. The pact. It was signed. It was a declaration, a song, an agreement, a love letter, a screenplay. It was signed with the upstroke of an artist’s brush and the down stroke of a legal pen. More monumental than any Magma Carta, than any deed of land, certificate of life - or death.
It was a covenant, a promise, a rule, a law. It was signed before time. And when the deepest part of it was finished, the Author, the witness, the defendant, the musician, the lover, the one being that conducted the golden signing, he turned and breathed his breath into his dust child.
Adam, the son of God, sucked in the actual breath of God into his human lungs. Before he was even breathing his own air he was bond to the pact. He didn’t even know the pact was, but he was bond. It was as if by merely becoming he signed his own name in his own blood next to the Golden Signature of the Ultimate King. With the touch of God’s finger to his ribs, Eve’s name was added to the glorious promise, the only sealed rule that had ever existed.
That is how we are supposed to have lived.

So many people think they know what the covenant held. We think we know a lot of things. We became smart asses when the first bite from the knowledge of good and evil was taken.
So many things happened when The Bite was taken. A lot of strange things, some bad things, things that we will never understand- no matter how knowledgeable we are. But the most important thing that happened, before Eve swallowed The Bite, the first thing happened. The contract of golden blood was rent. Broken, null and void. The song of the world was twisted out of tune. The rule was broken; the law was broken. And all the hearts of the world were broken.

6 months

2008-11-24T21:56:00.001-08:00

I've been in the state roughly six months...and I feel like a different person because there's all these things I do that I have never done before. So I'm catching up with myself.

-I can't drive in silence. Someone has to be talking, or the radio playing, or me singing to myself. Or me talking to myself. Which is practically the same thing as singing to myself, only without a tune.
- My sunglasses are too big for me. And they slide down my nose all the time. And occasionally fall off.
- I'm thinner. I wear pants that my mom used to wear because she used to be skinnier than me. But now she doesn't fit into them...I do. Because I lost about 15 or 20 pounds since I got back.
- I drink milk at every meal, and even more sometimes.
- I only wear jeans on the weekends.
- I get sick more often. I'm nearly always sick...which might be the reason I'm so much thinner.
- I have money now. I never really used to have money.
- I go on the computer for very little amounts of time...only half an hour a day maybe; or less. Unless I feel the urge to explain myself on blogger.com, of course.
- I sleep three times as much as I used to. The zombie hours have been turned. 10 hours a night at least.
- I never used to talk much, but now I'm nearly mute. I just don't have anything interesting to talk about. Growing up is boring.

Immanuel Holiday Card Project '08

2008-10-09T20:51:00.000-07:00

Immanuel Card 2007

Every year I make a Christmas Card...I've been doing it since I was about nine. Sometimes we actually send them out, other years we give the original to a friend, or we post it on the fridge.
And although I know it is extremely early to be blogging about Christmas, I have to start designing early this year. I have so many things to do...I'm starting to learn the importance of planning ahead, despite how much I hate the pre Thanksgiving decorations in the department stores. So Immanuel Card 2008 is starting up in October this holiday season! There are several reasons behind this:
1. I have very little vacation time at work. (Two days off for Christmas D=) So there isn't a lot of time for artistic inspiration.
2. I want the Immanuel Card for 08 to be better than ever and top no tch quality this year. (Which takes more time) and...
3. I need input and ideas. I don't really know what I'm going to design! I am at a yuletide artist's block! So if you have any cool ideas or themes that you would like to see on a Christmas Card: Tell me! I'll even copyright you in the art! (How cool is that? An affiliate of Immanuel Holiday Card Project!) That would be so awesome.

Looking forward to all that Christmas stuff!

-C

Immanuel Card 2006

Immanuel Card 2002

Summer is Gone...

2008-09-18T22:23:00.002-07:00

Did you go to the beach?
Yup, Atlantic Ocean for the first time. Awwesoome.

Did you have a summer romance?
I had a romance during the summer…so yeah, I guess.

Did someone tell you they loved you?
Lots. I’m a lucky one. :)

What is your favorite summer moment?
I had so many. But the Guarana toast tops all I think. Or that one INSANE Crud game. Can’t decide.

Did something new and cool happen this summer?
The MK REUNION! *love*
Driver’s license *eek*
Job *bleh*
Moved to new house. *oooh*

What is the best Summer Movie you saw?
Kung Fu Panda or Walle

Did you read any books this summer?
A huge amount, as always. I don’t remember many of them. But there were a lot.

Had any crazy nights?
YEAH all those Mk reunion nights were crazy.

Had any sleepovers?
Heck yes. They rock. I love you girls…wish we could have had more of them.

Had any pool parties?
Eh. Nope. Not a fan of the pool thing.

See any old friends?
Yay. Yes. Rachael!

Make any new friends?
Kerry, Steph, Wanda, Scott, Laura, Fipi, Jules, Mel, Leah, Sean, Sam…pretty good summer.

Had a birthday? If so, what age did you turn?
Um. No.

Was this the summer the year before college for you?
Nope. *nonconformist smile*

Did you go anywhere besides the beach?
Yeah. Target. Jk…
Gardens, Parks, relative’s houses…stuff like that.

Did you see The Dark Knight?
With some of the best people in the world.

How many people did you kiss this summer?
=(
My summer was sadly lacking of kisses.

Do you wish you could change something about this summer?
Yes…I wish I could have seen a certain someone every single day. ;)

Are you ready for the school year?
No. Not for college anyway. But teaching school year?
Yeah! Can't stop me Three Star Inspector!

Do you think this summer was better then last years?
YES! All my summers were filled with moving. I mean, I moved this summer and it was hard. But the reunion was here and I like my job and I love my house. And it included a car trip. So I think it’s better than most of my past summers.

What was your song(s) this summer?
Pandora shot this one out at me this summer and I grabbed it and claimed it as mine.
Summer was hard with Andy being all the way across the world, lots of people thought we weren’t gonna “make it work”. =P Nyah nyah, you guys were wrong! "Who's to Say" by Vanessa Carlton http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-T9E2kEQBA

In one word describe this summer:
Growth- A lot was kicked off this summer.
First time separated from my own.
First real job, first real bank account, lots of new friends, drivers license. I really matured I think.

Me?

2008-09-18T22:23:00.001-07:00

I talk too much about myself. Everyone who really really knows me...(not many do, really.) Know that I talk too much about myself. But I do it indirectly, through the internet. :/ I post it all here where no one actually reads it. But it gets out.
Because I have an insistent urge to display myself for the world. Even if they never find out what on earth I'm talking about. But I talk nonetheless.
Speaking of the Devil...Words.
My Favorite Words: Slender, Regalia, Aragonite, Spangle, philtrum, mistral, lacily, indigo, hilum, elaborate, jaguarondi, nightingale, Philista, Ravel, Sarmentose, valiant, silvering, mist, veil, flow, crystalline, purple, bliss, rapier, cascade (These are all real words. I promise.)
My Least Favorite Words: succulent, plucky, hunky, leek (the other leak is fine…) gripe
Noises I love: church bells, jingle bells, rain, water springs, baby laughs
Noises I hate: Alarm clocks, phone ringing, little kid tantrums
What inspires me: Good art, good music, good books, good movies, people that rise above themselves, children, the word of God,
What turns me off: blatant arrogance, bad art, bad music, bad books, fake Christianity, stupid movies, gossip.
Professions I would like to attempt: Children’s book illustrator, graphic designer, art teacher
Profession I would hate: Executive anything, President Administrative Assistant type thing.
Heaven. What would I like to hear God say when I arrive: "Couldn’t wait till you got here, Candice. Are you ready? For you have done well and it is time to come in.” and then he would laugh.

- I’m addicted to chocolate milk
- I love tragedy. Tragic songs, tragic movies, tragic books…sad endings are so wonderful.
- I’ve only had one boyfriend. And he’s really the only one I would want.
- Unkle Bob is my favorite band
- TEA! I drink it by the gallon. Both cold and hot.
- I’m the oldest of 3 kids.
- I teach preschool.
- I illustrate an online graphic novel.
- The Bible is the greatest of books. I’m currently copying the whole thing out by hand. Just because I love it that much.
- My favorite type of weather is grey and foggy.
- Autumn is my favorite season.
- I walk while reading a book.
- When I was a child my favorite games of make believe were always historical. World War II, Westward Expansion, Egyptian princess, archeologist, The Mayflower, the Reign of the Tudors…
- My best teachers were:
My mom (Elementary school)
Mr. Pindar (5th grade)
Mr. Hellwig (7th grade Life Science)
Bill Carrera (Calculus and Bible)
Buffy White (Highschool English)
My dad (Art and Media)
- I had my first kiss at age 18.
- I love to swing dance.
- I have a reoccurring dream that I wish would happen every night. I always wake up terrified and sad. But it’s beautiful.
- I didn’t get a driver’s license until I was 18.
- I read and rewrite good recipes out on cards when I’m stressed.
- I bite my fingernails.
- I have a bad habit of not sleeping. And leaving my tea cups everywhere.
- I have a heart for old fashioned (but beautiful) things. Like aprons, and teacups, lace gloves, and canopy beds.
- I usually say that I’m fluent in Portuguese to most Americans, but I know that I’m far from it.
- I have a secret passion for making creative bulletin boards for my classroom.
- To celebrate I will do any number of the following things:
Bake, dance, draw, paint, clap my hands, sing, run, pick flowers, laugh, send a card, write, dress up in nice clothes, string up Christmas lights (regardless of the date), clean, listen to music, hug and kiss people, cry, go out for ice cream, make ice cream, have a water balloon fight, pray, have a campfire, go swimming, take a walk…etc.
- I have a fetish for office supply stores.
- My worst fear is losing all my memories. Or medically losing a part of my personality so that I’m not me anymore.
- I make a mean meatball.
- I like to hand write things out. I just like to write. It’s soothing. Taking notes is actually FUN!
- I cry a lot. But not emotional stress crying. More like the crying done at weddings, and during movies and sad songs. I cry when I remember really good memories, or talk about something important to me.
- At Christmastime, I truly believe in Santa Claus. No joke! I really do…if you asked me now, I would say no, Santa Claus is a childhood fancy. I’m a rational adult. But come December, Kris Kringle is real. I am seriously not kidding.
- Crunchy Peanut Butter is way better.
- I used to play violin, but now it’s old and broken and out of tune. I wish I would find the time to get it fixed and I could actually improve to an acceptable level.
- I don’t wear nail polish. Ever. It makes my fingers feel thick and clumsy.
- I’m terrified of Abercrombie and Fitch. Every time I feel like I should at least step into the store. But I chicken out every dang time. Same thing with American Eagle.
- Sarcasm is my native tongue
- I don’t like wearing my hair in a pony tail. But it is much too long to stay down…Braids are my best friend.
- I adore road trips. (But only in the US)
- My love language is physical touch. (Which is SO hard, you have no idea) This means that I touch people when I talk to them, which can be annoying.
- I speed read. Really. 300, 400 page books in a day. A busy day.
- I can't drive unless the radio is on.

New Favorite Movie...

2008-09-06T18:27:00.000-07:00

Alright, so The City of Angels is the bestest ever movie. Ever.
I cried quarts while watching it. (I'm a huge lover of good tragedy!)
I wish I could rave and babble on. But I hate it when people review a movie on their blog just because they like it so much.
It is a good movie. You should go see it. That's it. For now, we shall post pictures from the new best movie of the year.

Sunday

2008-08-17T13:17:00.000-07:00

So who cares if I smell like baby shampoo?
And if I wear flat shoes and an ankle length skirt from India? And a beaded necklace made by a five year old? My favorite bead is the Polar Bear one...
Who cares if I only sing repeated worship song verses ONE time?
Am I not as Christian as the woman in front of me?

Does it matter that the tech boys in the back think I'm weird for slipping my shoes off whenever I pray?
I drink Lemonade instead of coffee. I hate coffee. Wait, am I suddenly un-fellowshiping? Every Sunday morning Christian I know drinks coffee.

Doesn't everyone say that we should "come to God as we are...."?
God loves me that way I am, right?
Then why do we try so hard to look like every other christian we see?
How many bible studies are cliches?
My hardest christian struggle is not having my devotions every day. How about you? Yours is probably the same; at least in front of all the other devotions-struggling Christian you smile at every Sunday it is.

Perhaps I'm the only one who feels like we are all faking it.
It's like everyone I see is asleep. What is wrong with our brothers and sisters? For some reason, the passion of David, the strong will of Nehemiah, the devotion of Noah, the Patience and Faith of Abraham, the strength of the Martyrs, the very background of our family's history...is gone.
Since when has becoming an heir of the kingdom of God become a back burner project we turn to on weekends?

I feel like grasping the entire intensity of following my King in my hands and burning myself. Forget the back burner, I want a consuming fire for our nation, for our world.

Sorry if this hugely freaks people out. I feel a little pushy, starting with baby shampoo and then turning this note into a slightly psycho...thing. But I felt like I had to say something, even if no one acts on it. It's been back there, bugging me for awhile.

Alphabet

2008-08-06T16:47:00.000-07:00

A]- Available?
Ha, no.

B] - Birthday?
November 3rd

C] - Cell phone?
Doesn't work...just my luck I guess.

D] - Drink you had last?
Lemonade

E] - Easiest person to talk to?
Hm. Laura or Andy.

F] - Favorite color(s)?
*sigh*

G] - Gummy bears or gummy worms?
BEARS

H] - Home town?
I have one?

I] - Ice cream flavor?
Cookie Dough or Strawberry

J] - Just put something you always say on AIM
Hah.

K] - Killed someone?
Not that I KNOW of

L] - Limeaid or lemonade?
Depends...

M] - Money or love?
Love

N) - Number of Siblings?
2

O] - One wish?
I don't need one

P] - Person you last commented?
Not a clue.

Q] - Quiet?
Most of the time

R] - Reason you smile?
LOTS.

S] - Song you last heard?
Over My Head- The Fray

T] -Time you woke up today?
6:15

U] - U like someone right now?
Undoubtedly

V] - Veggies?
SALAD! Yes...

W] - Worst habit?
Not sleeping

X] - X-rays?
vision!

Y] - Your favorite food?
I have to pick one?

Z] - Zodiac sign?
As if I know. Weird star stuff.

The Nestarican (smile)

2008-07-14T23:31:00.000-07:00

So! Another Lango Girl project is underway! AND WE WILL NOT ABANDON, KILL, MAIM, OR OTHERWISE HARM THIS WONDERFUL IDEA! Like we have ever other project. We do so solemnly swear.
Me and my sister are finally starting up this idea of ours that we have had FORever.
A comic! And not just any comic. A really cool comic! I'm working out character design and Laura is tweaking her wayawesometotallyterrificyay story. ;) I'm pretty psyched.

The link to the blog gives you all our updates and news:
the-nestarican.blogspot.com/

The Deviantart account has the arts and soon to come: PAGES. (wow! How cooool.) nestaricancrew.deviantart.com/

Kung Fu Panda

2008-06-22T16:01:00.001-07:00

ALLLLLright.
Kung Fu Panda is the best! It's been a long time since I went to see a movie in theater's twice. TWICE! I don't want to rave and praise for a long time. But you have to see it.

Band Name?

2008-06-15T17:51:00.000-07:00

ALRIGHT!
I am taking a poll. Which of the following do you think is a better band name?
Please post...it's super easy. And you only have to type three words! So.

1. Formal Outing

or....

2. The Stockingbirds

Thank you!

Starting again...

2008-05-22T17:30:00.000-07:00

Love....

I am going to start blogging again. Because as of a date-soon-to-be announced, I will have more time! I'm graduating. Tomorrow. I'm slightly amused, somewhat sad, and very scared. This summer will be reserved for hanging out with, working with, staying with, and having amazing times with Rachael! It will also be for missing Andy like crazy. So this Tuesday when I board a plane that will take me to Sao Paulo, then Chicago, and then Dallas, I will have mixed feelings. I feel like I can't agree with myself. Part of me is hugely excited to see my best friend (I haven't spent time with her in over a year. And every time we do see eachother, we only have a few days each time.) But then a part of me doesn't know how I'll survive because I'm leaving behind the best boy I ever met. Is this what adulthood is like? Geesh, give me back my highschool days.
As for the autumn, I don't know what will happen. I haven't chosen a college or university so I won't be studying. I don't really have any plans for that far ahead. I'm trusting God to show me what I should do. It's not easy, but I think it's good for me.

Everything....

2008-03-23T09:55:00.000-07:00

Everthing in the past, the present, and the future points to today. Every historical event happened because of today. Everthing that will ever be points to today. God died. He gave up the highest, most glorified, most splendid, ultimate power and beauty to be killed. But it wasn't a clean homicide. He wasn't shot, stabbed; he wasn't hanged. He wasn't beheaded.
His life was whipped, crushed, and clubbed out of him. Beaten, bled out of him in gallons. His vibrant, bright, perfect blood was spattered all over his torn, naked, broken mangled body. And then, when his inner organs were probably showing and there was hardly any blood left in his body to bleed, he was forced to walk up a public street carrying on his bare raw back the lumber that he was about to be nailed to. Nails. In. His. Hands. He hung from nails for hours, just waiting to die.
And he let them and he forgave them - just to make things how they should have been, to fix our unforgivable mistakes.
What are we doing? He was murdered, mercilessly killed for us. And what do we do? We eat chocolate every year to "celebrate" his resurection. What the heck?? We need to snap out of it. Stop eating your Peeps and Jellybeans and start living!

Because although he was killed, and although his family and friends sobbed for three days. Although he was buried...he lives. If he was willing to die brutally for us, and then take the effort to RAISE HIMSELF UP FROM THE DEAD to give us this uncomprehensible joy and hope. Why don't we tell everyone? Why don't we die up front for him, and then live? For God can only use dead men and women. Jesus died for the entire imperfect slimy race of humans, we should be able to willingly die for him, our perfect glorious Lord, friend, and God.

Penguins Rock!!!

2008-03-15T16:54:00.000-07:00

Tonight was our first official soccer game of the season!! Look out world, the Penguins are back!

Players:
Andy Jore
David Owsley
Rutti Eberhard
Tim Barkman
Nathan Owsely
Andrew Owsley
Coach and Goalie:
Uncle Dan Owsley

Of course, since we are the Penguins, we naturally won...4-3
We can thank Andrew, Andy, and Rutti for our beautiful goals. David handled defense very well and both Tim and Nathan had some gorgeous footwork out there.
However, a player from the offensive team, Renato, was injured 4 minutes from the end of the 2nd half. He managed to hobble off the field to the nearest batch of ice cubes, but by the end of the night he could hardly walk. He probably hyper extended a muscle in his thigh. =( So prayers for Renato, he's such a nice guy...

Thanks guys, for an awesome game...many more to ya!

..Stylish..

2008-03-12T19:43:00.000-07:00

I had a huge shock on Tuesday when my senior class spent an entire period talking about Graduation. It hadn't hit me until that moment that I was graduating. When it finally did sink in my first thoughts were:
"I like highschool! Why on earth should I graduate? It's nice here..."
But as we talked about speeches, caps and gowns, and restaurants for the dinner I felt a little better. It's not like I'm in this all by my lonesome self; Lee and Dana are graduating too. (Although I'm sure they have a better idea of how this works.) But I've decided that worrying about my future takes way too much effort. So I'm gonna have fun with it. My future is going to be a blast. (Booyah!) And to use Lee's words "That's way stylish..."

You gave my heart chicken wings to fly!

2008-02-17T05:57:00.000-08:00

Whooooo....Valentines Day is over, but that doesn;t mean that my work is done! I'm still organizing a fancy shmancy banquet for this weekend. Cooking a four course dinner (Complete with True Love Chicken! That's really the name...), Dancing and singing three songs for entertainment, Decorating the room with a huge arch of balloons, candles, glitter, and other lovey dovey things, And finally, serving all the old people food!
It's going to be very fun, and very exhausting. As it is, since the dinner is themed Disney Love, "Kiss the Girl", "There's Something There", "It a Whole new World", "Can you feel the Love", and "Be Our Guest" have been spinning in my brain for a week.

Hoping everyone had a wonderful Valentines Day!

Me...because I'm bored

2007-12-01T10:20:00.000-08:00

1. Do you like cheese?
Extremely so. Especially that hard kind...

2. Have you ever smoked pot?
No, doesn't sound particularly pleasant

3. Do you own a gun?
Unfortunately...not

4. Your favorite song?
Come Thou Fount
Worlds Apart - Jars of Clay
Your Guardian Angel- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Chasing Cars- Snow Patrol
The Highwayman - Lorena McKinnet
Hey Juliet
That song by Cleber Lucas that has all the names of God in it...I have no idea what it's called.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
No, only dentists. But I mean, if I were visiting a really scary doctor...

6. What do you think of hotdogs?
I don't like many of them...but I occasionally find one I enjoy. And mustard...

7. What's your favorite Christmas song?
O Come Emmanuel
God Bless Ye Merry Gentlemen
Winter Wonderland
O Holy Night
Silver Bells
......I like Christmas music

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Hot Chocolate or Tea

9. Can you do push ups?
I'm not sure but I'm pretty positive that I cannot.

10. Is your bathroom clean?
Incredibly

11. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?
My purity ring

12. Favorite Hobby?
Drawing. Or laughing

13. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
I really have no clue. My hair perhaps? Or my artistic inclinations.

14. Do you have A.D.D.?
Hardly

15. What one trait do you hate about yourself?
My excessive dependance on others

16. Middle name?
Marie

17. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment...
Ow, cat claws
Catholic School
Dreaming in Black and White
(Hey! You said name 'em. Who cares if I don't make sense?)

18. Name the last 3 things you have bought this week?
A Lee Shirt
Chocolate Ice Cream
Water

19. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?
Diet Coke
Chocolate Milk
Water

20. Current worry right now?
ummmm...I don't know?

21. Current hate?
Long Wet hair...and artist block. oh and Homework.

22. Favorite place to be?
Soooo many places. Smoky Mountain national park? Any national park...The beach, sledding, a masquerade, Party! Colorado, a movie, Office Supply Store...the list goes on.

23. How are you bringing in the New Year?
With pomp and grandeur

24. Where would you like to go?
One of those favorite places in question number 22

25. Do you own slippers?
Yes. Lovely soft pink ones

26. What shirt are you wearing?
Nathan's shirt. From Spring Arbor University

27. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?
As much as possible

28. Can you whistle?
Yes, I can...what an odd question.

29. Favorite color?
Sunset colors. I can't pick just one because colors are meant to compliment eachother.

30. Would you be a pirate?
I AM a pirate. Forrest T. Blackavar- Battle Comander, Cullinary Master and First Aid Mistress

31. What songs do you sing in the shower?
Beautiful ones...like all those in questions 4 and 7

33. Favorite girl's name?
Lorraine

34. Favorite boy's name?
Drew

35. What's in your pocket right now?
keys, 5 bucks and a cell phone

36. Last thing that made you laugh?
Dancing to Hey Juliet with Laura two minutes ago

37. Best bed sheets as a child?
Beauty and the Beast or 101 Dalmations

38. Worst injury you've ever had?
Broken Toe? I play it moderately safe.

39. Do you love where you live?
Incredibly so.

40. How many TVs do you have in your house?
ONE
(is the loneliest number that you'll ever do-oo)

41. Who is your loudest friend?
Loudest? Josiah, or Hm...yeah. Josiah.

42. Who is your most silent friend?
Jiwah!! Well, when speaking in English or Portuguese...Korean is another matter
Beth is pretty quiet too...

43. Do you think that your crush would ever date you?
Hmmm...anything is possible

44. Do you wish on shooting stars?
What else would I do with them??

45. What is your favorite book?
The bible first of course!

46. What is your favorite candy?
Skittles and almond joys. Twizzlers and those orange sugar slices.

47. Favorite Sports Team?
Buffalo Sabers!

48. Song playing at your funeral?
"We Have this Hope"... I think it would be so amazing if all my friends and family were singing, dancing, stomping and having an all around good time while thinking about me.

49. What were you doing at 12 AM last night?
Trying to sleep, or reading "Northanger Abbey"

50. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
Wow...I hit two hours of sleep. I'm gonna kill myself one of these days...
(haha^ I'm sarcastic the moment I wake up!)

51. Is there someone you wanna date right now?
Um. Yes.

52. Name a quote from the song you're listening to:

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

53. How is life going for you right now?
It is actually going quite well...I have such a pleasurable life.

54. Are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth?
Probably. Yes, most definitely. I'm really bad at those sort of things

55.What was the reason you last cried?
I was exhausted and then I snapped at my mom-- which made me feel terrible.

56. Ever had the opposite sex over when no one was home?
Yes...oh dear, I think that makes me look scandalous.

57. What is your favorite fruit?
Peaches! And Pears...orrrr strawberries, raspberries, Really REALLy good apples. Like the ones that come from New England. It's so hard to find a good apple.

58. What is the most important thing in any relationship?
Faith AND faithfulness. And they are not the same thing...

59. What's the song that makes you cry?
Well, I don't really have one. They don't always make me cry.

60. Do you miss someone?
Yes, I do.

61. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?
Oh, of course

62. Do you trust people easily?
Oh goodness. Yes.

63. Where is one place you want to visit?
Yellowstone National Park. I like national parks.

64. Do you like hugs or do you freak when people hug you?
Hugs are lovely...I can never hug people enough. And it really depends on the person hugging you. Duh.

65. Are you a tease?
I'm not positively sure...how can you tell?

66. What made you happy this weekend?
It was awhile ago...um. OH! Tag in the mall with Joe, Rutti, Amy, Smea and Laura.
Hahah.

67. When was the last time you cried?
Two weeks ago...

68. What color shirt are you wearing?
Green

69. How long is your hair?
Very long. Very.

70. How long have you been friends with your best friend?
Since 6th grade. So 6 years?

71. Last thing you drank?
Diet Coke

72. Are you happy right now?
YES!

73. Does someone have a crush on you?
Yes...

74. Do you have a crush on someone?
Hmmm....yes.

75. If someone who didn't know you had to guess your name, what hint would you say?
Queen of Ethopia

76. Anything important you need to tell someone?
I'm sure there is something. I just can't remember it now.

77. Will you ever tell them?
When I remember.

78. Do you have big plans and goals for your life?
Depends on the time of day...but for the most part. Yes. I mean, I always have plans for my life. But they are simple and small. Nothing BIG as the question implies.

79. Last person you had a deep and meaningful convo with?
My mom

80. What was the last thing you highlighted?
A verse in Hebrews

81. Name something you have in common with all your siblings:
Blue eyes! and the same last name. Der.

82. In one word describe yourself.
Me

83. What was the last thing you ever got grounded for?
*sigh* not taking readings

84. Have you ever passed out from being drunk?
Nope, is it fun?

85. How many kids do you plan on having?
Oh, well...I try not to focus on the details of the future. I'm sure I'll have just the right amount.

86. If you could kiss anyone who would it be?
I plead the 5th ;)

87. Have you ever been in love?
Yes.

88. When is the last time you went out of the state?
Um...I don't remember

89. Have you ever had a true-friend?
Lots of em!

90. Do you crack your knuckles?
Ow. No.

91. Are you ticklish?
Yeeeaaahhh. I mean uhhh, no.

92. Have you ever felt not good enough?
Occasionally

93. Generally, in life, what makes you happy?
Music, Art, Friends. PUNS. Rain. Good grades. Good Food, Roadtrips...and I could keep going. Christmas, Valentines, Acting in a play, parties, when I do something well, hugs, wearing a skirt, emails.

94. Can you do anything crazy with your tongue?
Only roll it, but everyone and their dog can do that.

95. Are you more independent or dependent?
Dependent

96. What is one thing you miss about your past?
That feeling of not caring what was going to happen next. And the four seasons. Cuiaba only has hot and very hot. I really miss autumn and snow and springtime. =(

97. What is something you learned about yourself recently?
I'm bolder than I think.

2007-08-10T11:50:00.000-07:00

For an artist~because a picture is worth a thousand words

Micah Eberhard
January1986 - August 2007

Art, art, Hurray for Art!

2007-07-24T11:31:00.000-07:00

I have now posted more art! Art, art, hurray for art! Lately I have been drawing non-stop. (I'm gonna get lead poisoning from breathing the dust in the air ;D) And I decided to open up an account on fanart-central.net. It's handy dandy, but it takes forever to upload stuff. Hopefully all my work will be up soon. As it is you can go there at ~

http://www.fanart-central.net/profile-thelump.php

Mirror, Mirror on the wall... is summer fairer than the fall?

2007-07-17T10:54:00.000-07:00

Well, I have officially passed the mid point of summer. It's more than halfway over. In about a month and a half I will be starting my senior year in highschool. CCA, get ready, here I come! I can't wait to start my classes and get back into my schedule. Hopefully, my enthusiasm will last. But, although I am looking foward to going back to my studies...I still have half a summer to live! I'm hoping to master Pachelbel's Canon in D, fill up my sketchbook, finish reading Charolette's Web to John Mark and pamper myself to a day of playing 'dress up' with my sister. All in all, I plan on doing "nothing much" and I think I'll enjoy myself. =)

~Pearls Before Breakfast~

2007-07-09T17:45:00.000-07:00

Me and my sister were so bored with ourselves lately that we decided to take on a "summer project" of sorts. We have started a band! Ok, it's not really a band because we only play the violin and the drums. But we are planning a photo shoot, recording session and cd cover. So far it's fun...and it's given us something to do. And my violin is back in tune! It took a whole day for it to adjust to the dry season, but we're sawing along at a capital rate.

Cross Country is more exciting than it sounds...

2007-06-30T11:38:00.000-07:00

I'm back from my long trip to the great U.S of A. So much happened in one mopnth that I decided to post a very (very) brief time line of sorts. Most of the time we were in hotels or on the road. It was an ok trip but I am overjoyed to be back home. I can sleep in my own bed, wake up as early or as late as I want, eat my own food whenever I want to. It's great.
May 29 - Arrived in the states
-Saw our dog Cash for the first time
May 30 - Went to Target! =D
June 2 - Started out on the family road trip
June 4 - Got to Nashville and saw some good friends
- Ate Smores--score!
June 5 - Rachael, Rachael and more Rachael! Good day.
June 7 - Arrived at my grandma's place in the Great Smoky Mountains. Goodness, that stretch of land is so beautiful!
June 9 - Saw a black bear in the wild at the Smoky Mountain National Park. Yeah...REALLY cool.
June 10 - Packed the truck and headed out for more family road time.
June 12 - Arrived at house of grandma Number 2 in upstate New York.
June 13-15 - Drank lots of Diet Snapple Raspberry Iced Tea. My grandma had a whole cooler of it in her kitchen.
June 16 - Saw my childhood home for the first time in 8 years. Hasn't changed a bit.
June 17 - Saw the Niagra falls
- Visited with good wonderful friends I hav had for more than a decade.
June 19 -Ready to get back to Texas to organize paper work and actually pick up our visas.
June 21- Crossed the Muddy Boggy River--yes, it is actually named that. It's in Oklahoma, go figure
- Crossed the Clear Boggy River--it's about 10 miles from the Muddy Boggy River...
June 29 - Arrived back in Cuiaba!! Yay!

Legal and Lovin' it...kinda

2007-05-16T18:49:00.000-07:00

I (and my family) are now officially (Um, almost) LEGAL! We got news that we finally have visas! But along with the wonderful news...there is always some drawback. Because we need to verify our documents we will have to travel for the entire month of June. :( So social Candice is not going to be able to attend any school-is-out-so-let's-go-wild parties...I was also planning a missions trip on the medical boat in June and that will have to be canceled as well. SOooOoo--I'm happy that I can be in Brazil and spend more time here, but I'm also really bummed that I will have to leave for such a long time. Such is life.

Ahhh...the romantic starlit nights...

2007-05-14T16:06:00.000-07:00

Formal was great this year...the couples were cute, the hair, the nails, the dresses and the flowers were all so beautiful. And of course we had fun. But as always, a picture says a thousand words...so here are a few.

Take the AP today!

2007-05-10T15:32:00.000-07:00

I never thought it was possible to enter a room in good health and in a relatively good mood, not say a word to anyone in the room...and exit the room 3 hours later brain dead, hungry, tired, brain dead and brain dead. But rejoice with me! My Advanced Placement English Literature and Composition Test is finished! (Don't you get exhausted just hearing that?) The exam includes poetry analysis multiple choice, prose analysis multiple choice, 3 free response essays on poetry comparisons, prose evaluation and thought provoking subjects placed within classic novels. All for just $70! And you shove all of this into three hours. 3 hours of hand cramps, wooden chairs, number 2 pencils, and good heavens (shiver) bubbles...all of those horrid bubbles. By the end of the first hour you want to scream at all the bubbles. But after you feel like you won't be able to handle the bubbles any longer, you have to write all of your essays. Talk about out of the frying pan into the fire. But looking on the bright side...it's over with, now I just have to survive the finals. Where did I just put my coffee...??

MISSIONS! What could be cooler...

2007-05-01T14:17:00.000-07:00

I just returned from a missions trip that I took with my school. It was to an indian tribe 12 hours from Cuiaba. We traveled by bus for about 9 hours and then we piled into a truck bed to bounce on a dirt road for 2 or more hours. It was the best. We put together a kids program for all of the kids at the tribe and sang songs and played games. It was very similar to a vacation bible school of sorts. Every day we had two worship services that our students put together. I have a few pictures up here and later I will stick a link in here somewhere so you can see all of them. It really was an awsome experience.

..:Baby Piper:..

2007-04-23T13:38:00.000-07:00

My cousin has just had a baby! I wish I rejoice in the moment and delight in the fact that I have another adorable 2nd cousin. But the fact is that this little girl's story started out before she was born. Katie was always a nice cousin, she was fun and I liked her best out of all the cousins I knew. True, most of my relatives are not christians and have been in my prayers. But Katie seemed so different. Like any person (Christian or Not), she made a few mistakes and bad decisions, but me and my family continued to pray. When I found out a couple of months ago that she was pregnant I was kinda shocked and very sad. I'm very glad this baby girl was born. I'm happy that I will have some impact on her life, but all I know is that Piper deserves more than what she has. She deserves having a mom and a dad. She was meant to be born into a complete family. Pray for baby Piper, please. Even if she can't get a whole family, we can at least give her our prayers.

43 Things

2007-04-17T18:15:00.000-07:00

These are 43 things I want to do in life:
1. Identify 100 things that make me happy
2. Learn amazing Portuguese
3. Learn to like playing violin again
4. Have better posture
5. Have purpose for everything
6. Stop doing things the way I've always done them
7. Get an A in Physics
8. Marry the man of my dreams
9. Remember important things
10. Take care of my diabetes better
11. Write a play
12. Light up the room when I walk in
13. Be a Proverbs 31 woman
14. Read a classic that I like
15. Be someone's hero
16. Make my essays more organized
17. Stop being scared of silly things
18. Keep a daily diary
19. Stop being cynical
20. Learn from the bad things instead of complaining
21. Pass the AP English test with a 5 or better
22. Cook more often
23. Never apologize for who I am
24. Stop biting my nails
25. Have normal sleeping hours
26. Have people come to me for advice
27. Do something I don't like for someone I do
28. Find a pair of jeans that fit perfectly
29. Learn to be more patient
30. Tell people the good things about them
31. Think more, talk less
32. Lose 10 pounds and gain back 5
33. Stop being rebellious just because
34. Learn to deal with pain
35. Go on a roadtrip with no predetirmined destination
36. Sto making excuses
37. Be as respectful to people behind their backs as I am to their face
38. Stop feeling the need to always express myself and explain
39. Have a house with hidden rooms, trap doors and tunnels
40. Finish a tube of chapstick wihtout losing it
41. Draw more
42. Don't forget to look at the clouds every so often
43. Stay truthful

Give me Fire, Give me Flames!!!

2007-04-16T18:13:00.000-07:00

Who would have known? Earlier today I was sitting at the computer thinking... "Hey, I need to update my blog. I have nothing to write about. Come on...I got to have something! Nope. Nothing." and then I closed the window and listened to tunes and sulked. Funny, I was so upset that I had nothing to comment on, and here I am! Life is so ironic. My mom was cooking dinner (It was popcorn, by the way). She poured some popcorn into the pressure cooker and promptly forgot about it. Life went on...I was sulking and couldn't hear a thing because of my earphones, John Mark and Laura were in the very back of the house. And then I heard a scream. My mom was standing in the kitchen with a phone to her ear and hollering her guts out. The pressure cooker was on fire. And not just 'oh look, it's on fire'. It was on FIRE. Flames. Melting Chrome. Hissing, popping, sputtering, pouring smoke...the whole shebang. Soon we couldn't see anything for the smoke and John Mark was screaming, "we're gonna die! We're gonna die! How do we get to the firestation? Mom! We're gonna die!", Laura and I were laughing, My mom was calling for my dad (who wasn't there). It was great. And then the neighbors flocked of course. We had about 10 people in our apartment and three of them were men with fire extinguishers. After we could see eachother's faces, we started cleaning the ashes and waving smoke out of the building. But not before some pictures of course! Laura and I wrote in the ashes and if you look closely enough you can see the melted chrome of the pressure cooker. Just about the most exciting thing to happen this week.

(Charred Popcorn...heehee)

Geography...

2007-04-11T17:48:00.000-07:00

This is a lovely tribute to my three friends...Rutti, Davi, and Josiah, who reenacted a wonderful and accurate drama of an epic battle today in Geography class. May you forever fight with honor and humor.

Easter...in poetic form

2007-04-08T09:07:00.000-07:00

By: Me

Eyes gleaming like dogs, hissing like cats,
The crowd came with lanterns on the stone-ridden path.
There lay the Lord, limp with his prayer,
Accepting the kiss of his betrayer.
The men screeched and mocked, his clothes were torn.
The blood and sweat beaded thick on the thorn.
With hot tools of death his skin was ripped.
His enemy laughing as his body was whipped.
The cross was as heavy as man's darkened sin
When kept from the light and hidden within.
After hours drenched in vermillion hues,
Satan uttered a cry - and payment was due.
Beleezabub writhed, he shudded with glee,
When the heart of the Lamb gave its last heave.
But how long was victory? How long could he dance?
For that beat of Christ's heart was hardly his last.
Did he think he could win? Dare he threaten the power
Of the strength of God's love, of the peace of his bower?

I have a dog named after a musician, how cool is that?

2007-04-02T18:29:00.001-07:00

(I meant to post this awhile ago so I could add pictures with it. But my dad is really really busy and he hasn't sent me images yet. I'll post em as soon as possible. ~Candice)
So...I am going to review the history of the Lango family pets. I don't know why, but dogs and Langos just don't mix...something to do with our chemical compound maybe. Anyway. Our first dog was named Buster and he was a mutt. Yeah, what a lame name, I know. He was cute. And destructive, and crazy and stupid. He was pretty much out of the question when it came to having him in the house with a newborn John Mark. So he was taken to the pound. Then came Joey. (we're great at naming hm?) He was mentally retarded. No kidding! He got crazy around the baby and wouldn't stop acting strange. So...we gave him away to my mom's hairdresser. Our last dog was a black lab. She was nice when she was a little thing. She was the 'runt' of the litter and we picked her out about a week after she was born and named her Zuzu, after Zuzu from the movie "It's a Wonderful Life". Unfortunately she wasn't nice enough for us to bring her to Brazil. It might have been because she destroyed our couch and then almost got killed by a hockey stick periously placed in my father's hand, who knows? So now our dad calls us up at 6:30 this morning and declared that he was going to buy a dog. A cute dog of course. A little small one to keep in the apartment. So now...I have a dog again. Only this time, its a smart one! And it has a good name: Cash. Sweet, right? Who doesn't like Cash? Money, Moolah, Johnny Cash...it's all good.

Laura Jean the Little Bean

2007-03-29T20:11:00.000-07:00

I feel as if it's only fair to write a blog about my sister...I mean, John Mark got his own blog and he can't even read yet. Soo...this post is dedicated to my crazy, insane, annoying, and awesome sister whom I love without limits. (Teehee! Just kidding, Bean!) Laura and I never used to be great buds. We were just sisters. You know, sit at the same dinner table, have the same parents, the sibling...ahem, thing. But moving around alot doesn't leave a girl with many friends, and Laura and I became the weirdest sisters ever. We have bajillions of inside jokes. We probably come up with a new one every day...and then religiously repeat them at least 12 times every week, laughing our heads off in public of course. We would rather share a room because it's easier to have two beds to sleep in instead of having one sister crawl into the bed of the other in the middle of the night in order to talk. And boy do we talk alot! We're constantly talking...and throwing hillarious insults at eachother for fun. And we love to argue for bickering's sake...it's the best way to past the time. Thank goodness I'm not an only child. I would be so bored.

KPWarehouse

2007-03-28T13:05:00.000-07:00

I just joined an art forum with some of my friends. It's really small at the moment with only 8 or so members. But some of my doodles are up there if you would like to look at them.
http://kpwarehouse.googlepages.com

Check it out...

Rain

2007-03-23T14:43:00.000-07:00

We had an awesome rainstorm today. It was after school and you could hear it coming. Not just the thunder either, you could here the raindrops that were hitting the ground get closer, and then you could see the sheet of rain coming. You could actually stand at one building and see somebody getting rained on and still be dry. And then it hit the roof and began pouring off the sloped porch in rivets. It smelled so good. And the sound of it all around with the wind blowing it up on the hot concrete was divine. It was definitely one of my favorite things to experience, even if I was in a white shirt and skirt. Afterwards there was a rainbow on one side of the road and huge, towering, shining clouds that went so high up into the sky you had to tip your head all the back onto your spine to see the tops. It was beautiful, but it sounds so simple.

Oh Brother!

2007-03-22T14:38:00.000-07:00

I love my little brother. Sometimes he can be so weird. And annoying. But really, I never thought that having a brother would be so much fun. I am so excited because tonight I get to babysit him until about 11:00 so I get to put him to bed. John Mark, despite being only five, has inspired me to do many things. It is his fault that I want to grow up and be an elementary teacher. Whenever I tell adults that I want to be an elementary teacher they give my the look that means "Are you sure? You're 17 now, normally kids stop wanting to be teachers when they are 9." In eyebrow language of course. They never say it out loud. That would be negatively discouraging me to "follow my dreams". Still, John Mark had shown me (in the weirdest ways possible) that I would love being a teacher, and I really think I'll have fun. John Mark also made me start drawing cartoons. My brother draws all the time. And there is nothing he likes more than having someone draw with him. Actually, he just likes you to draw and then he watches you. He prefers cartoons to realistic doodles and he bugged me constantly for cartoons whenever we sat down to sketch. I finally took him at his word and now I draw cartoons all the time. I've gotten pretty good at it. In fact, I'm much better at drawing them then I was at drawing anything else. And it's really fun in a funky sort of way. Anyway, John Mark is just a great guy. He's not really nice or really polite or anything, he's just hilarious, incredibly fun and very easy to love.

Camilla Florence

2007-03-20T15:45:00.000-07:00

My school's principal had a baby! Well...I mean, his wife did. I was sitting in Bible class today learning about Jehovah Witnesses and their doctrine when my Principal's wife, Aunt Joy, drove up in her junky Kombi. My Principal, Uncle Bill, got so excited. "Well, we're goin' to the hospital!" he said. We said a word of prayer and they were off! I can't believe that Aunt Joy drove the Kombi, of all vehicles, to get to the school! She's amazing... They have two little boys already and now they have a tiny daughter! Her name is Camilla Florence and she was born at 1:50 this afternoon! For heaven's sake, look at all the exclamation marks in this post! I'm so excited. For all you praying folks out there, make sure you don't forget the new baby and her family.
~Candice

2007-03-19T14:26:00.000-07:00

Hey! I have created a blog...how neat. I have always wanted a blog. At the moment I have no idea what I will post here. Probably stuff that I would never put anywhere else because it' s just too random. But yes, this is an experiment. I don't know how it will turn out. Maybe I will find some inner genius and post an insightful and incredibly profound comment every day. Or maybe the whole thing will be a ungraceful flop. But what's the fun if there's no risk?