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Name: Amy
Location: Japan
Birthday: 9/27/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Life, People, Minds, The Science of Everything, God, God in Creation, God in Everything, Christ in me.
Expertise: I lack expertise in... anything, I suppose.
Message: message me
Member Since:
6/1/2004
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| On the eighth day God created a goblet...
...In this goblet was the nectar of life. The nectar was so sweet and delectable that it held the power to transform bad days into good ones. God gave the nectar to man, and man saw that it was good... so man named it Coffee... in some dialects pronounced "Iced Carmel Latte"...
Thank God for kind people who have mercy on moneyless off-campusers that are having bad days... and Thank God for Carmel Lattes.
Amen. | | |
| An excerpt from Love Beyond Reason, by John Ortberg, with reference to our times in the desert:
The desert is the place where you did not want to go. It is not flowing with milk and honey. It is a dry and barren place. Life is bleak there... Often the journey to the desert is triggered by some event... But sometimes the desert seems to come for no discernible reason at all. In these times, even faith is hard. You pray, you pour your heart out to God, but there is no response. No sense of nearness. The Bible is no comfort. You are confused, and you wonder why, but you receive no answer. It is your spirit, your soul, that feels dry and barren. You are not just in the desert. The desert is in you. In the desert all we have to cling to is the promise. God has not forgotten you. You have not been abandoned. He leads his children in roundabout ways. He is not in a hurry. God is at work in the roundabout way of the desert, in ways we do not see and cannot understand. God's way is rarely the quickest way. It is seldom the easiest way. But it is always the best way.
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I wish I had read that when I was going through my last desert, but I'll keep it in mind and in my back pocket for when Im going through the next desert. | | |
| I'm alive. Who knew.
Im not going to say, "Its been a long time since I've last posted," since thats just stating the obvious and everybody says that when its been a long time since they've last written. Yes, Im a black sheep, and I won't give in.
So, its been a long time since I've last posted... wait... oops... oh well... I just thought it was time to write, seeing as how I have nothing else to do. Actually thats a lie, I do need to hit the exercise room, but that can wait a bit.
The summer has been alright thus far. Nothing outstanding. Probably one of my more bland summers. I have been sitting here in Van Buren doing absolutely nothing. I have spent many a day just crying, staring at the four walls of the little prison my sister calls her apartment. After three weeks of desperate job searching, I got a job at the Holiday Inn Express doing housekeeping. The first day sucked, so I went home, cried, went out looking for at least another part time job (with very little hope of finding one since I had already applied at 17 different places) and was hired on the spot when I went to Applebees. Relieved, I returned home and called the Holiday Inn Express to tell them I was sorry but I could not work there.
The Holiday Inn job had to be the most amount of labor for the least amount of money. It paid 5.15 per hour and was absolutely horrible. The nastiness that probably took place in those rooms... I just don't want to think about it. I had to disinfect my hands a dozen times before I ate dinner that night.
Its funny, I've been pseudo working at Applebees for a week now and all of the servers complain about the job, but I ABSOLUTELY love it. I get to be around people. I get to have social contact. I get to make money! Its a beautiful thing. At this point I have enough money to get me through exactly a week and a half of food... and then I am broke. You think Im exaggerating. My sister isn't making me pay bills because, well, I have no money. Im having to penny pinch just to buy food, water, and toilet paper... yes, I have to buy water cause the Tap water is nasty. Its sad. So I am thrilled to be working at Applebees. Tonight is my first night to go it solo. I am quite nervous... I just took some heavy-duty cold medicine that is supposed to be non-drowsy, so I hope it doesn't affect me on the job.
My sister just had her fifth baby, and my mom is in the states visiting. Hopefully I can get off work to go see her next week. I love my mom so much, God has blessed me with a great family. I know we fight a lot, in fact, arguments in my family are a lot more volatile than in most people's families but it works for us and we work through our problems... we really love each other.
Brandon will be visiting this weekend and will take me to go see my mom. Im excited. Its been really good talking to him lately... He makes up the majority of my social contact for this summer... and by social contact I mean being able to talk to him on the phone. He is a life saver. He send me flowers yesterday, well, a letter with a cut-out picture of flowers. He is so sweet. He probably hopes none of his friends see this so they won't know what a sweety he can be. I love him and Im so glad God brought him into my life.
I've been really affectionate lately... not as moody as I can sometimes be... I think its the medication. When I am sleep-deprived or medicated I get really affectionate... I feel sorry for whoever is around when they start wearing off.
Ooooooh... I have found a new passion for excersising. Its so fun, and relieves so much tension I tend to have. I also like swimming in the pool right outside our door, just not when the rest of our apartment complex decides to go swimming too... I like my peace and quiet.
Anyway, I think Im gonna go jog now. If anyone reads this... let me encourage you to be passionate. There is nothing more inspiring than a passionate person. A good place to funnel your passion- a God centered life. I am far from being God-centered... I am so vain and selfish. I am such a self-centered person and don't let my being open about it fool you into thinking Im humble. Im not. I just know myself. I know what I am and I know what I need to be. Hardly a day goes by that I don't tell people about my love for my fiance, but many days go by without me telling people about my love for my Christ. You can't hide what you are passionate about... so please... become passionate about Christ... people will see your passion and envy it... share your passion with people who need it.
Love,
Someone who wants to be more passionate. | | |
| I love looking at the sky. I feel like we are communicating when I stop and stare. Some people have trouble making it across campus without stopping a dozen times to talk with friends... I have trouble making it across campus without stopping a dozen times to stare at the sky. Sometimes I walk into things while staring at the sky, its fun.
I get frustrated with people that don't stop and stare. They sit outside and chat, oblivious to whats going on overhead... but then again, if they were ever to really stop and look upward I probably wouldn't see them doing it because Im looking upward myself. So, I'll try not to judge.
Growing up I wanted to be a paleontologist. I was concerned with exploring and excavating the earth, studying ancient monsters and their mysteries. Then somebody along the way pointed upward and I fell captive to even greater mysteries. I say that when I grow up I want to be an astronomer... but I don't think thats really it. I think I want to just stare at the sky, for the rest of my life. That would make me very happy. | | |
| FIRSTS:
First car: White 1996 Ponitac Bonneville
First real kiss: Matt Morgan
First break-up: Can't remember his name- we dated for 3 days.
First screen name: lemonkoolaid
First self purchased album: Hanson.... he he he he
First pets: Fish... that my mother accidentally boiled soon after we got them.
First piercing/tattoo: Ears
First enemy: Some dude that dissed my sister.
LASTS:
Last kiss: Brandon.
Last good cry: Somewhere after my 5th hour of Database Management last night.
Last time wanting to die: Somwhere after my 5th hour of Database Management last night.
Last movie seen: Eulogy
Last beverage drank: Red Bull
Last item bought: Truffles
Last food consumed: Truffles
Last annoyance: The incompetence of humanity.
FASHION and stuff...
Where is your favorite place to shop? Victoria's Secret!
Do you do drugs? I do NyQuil
What kind of shampoo do you use? Lux
What are you most scared of? The dark
What are you listening to right now? Numa Numa
HAVE YOU EVER:
Made yourself throw up? Yes
Made yourself cry to get out of trouble? Yes
Cried when someone died? Yes
Lied? No...
Been rejected? Yes
Rejected someone? yes
Used someone? No...
Done something you regret? No...
*For all answers containing "No...", the correct answers are actually "Heck, yes."
CURRENT
Clothes: Representin' my girls in my PKZ shirt...
Music: Romanian Pop music!
Make-up: Neosporin Lip Balm, and thats about it.
Desktop picture: DO YOU HAS what it takes to join the Homestarmy? The guts? The Determination? The five bucks? JOIN TODAY!
LAST PERSON:
You touched: Sanzi
Hugged: Sanzi
You kissed: BRANDON- My FIANCE!!!!
Cuddled with: My FIANCE!!!!
ARE YOU?
Understanding: Yes
Open-minded: Yes
Arrogant: I abhore arrogance, so I HOPE not.
Hungry: Nope, Im truffle-filled.
Smart: No
Moody: When sleep-deprived or Medicated.
Hardworking: Somewhat.
Organized: Yes.
Healthy: Minus the Truffles, yes.
Shy: Believe it or not, YES... but I hide it.
Attractive: No.
Vain: Yes.
Responsible: Too much so.
Hyper: When Red Bulled.
Talkative: Need you ask?
RANDOM
In the morning I am: Chipper.
All you need is: Brandon, and Milk Tea.
Last person you danced with: Does teaching the girls in my suite how to Booty dance count?
Worst question to ask: Why?
DO YOU EVER:
Sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone to IM you: Heck NO!
Wish you were a member of the opposite sex: Heck NO!
NUMBERS
Number of times i have had my heart broken: Twice, maybe.
Of hearts i have broken: Ha ha ha.... umm.... I think 7.
Of people i've kissed: 2
Of continents i have lived in: 2
Of tight friends: 5
Of times you asked yourself why the heck you were doing this? Innumerable...
(I added this one) | | |
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