I Fail At Everything

I think I want an alarm clock that punches me.
Because apparently blasting music won't help me wake up.

I didn't see the meteor shower or finish school early. And right now I am running late for co-op.
Gahh...

Never Judge A Blog By Its Title

Things can always be a million times worse than you ever expect them to be.

;D

Dude.
Helloooooooooo!
I love 1:00 AM. So much energy! I could take on the world!!
*Peter Pan pose*
Bada bada ba ba baaaaa.
So why am I up at so late an hour?
What a silly question. I'm always up late.
But actually, I have a reason tonight!
*serious face*
METEOR SHOWER!!

=D =D =D

I never get tired of shooting stars. ^.^

It's supposed to peak at 3:00, and I do realize that I could probably just go to sleep and wake up then.
But honestly. My bed is so comfy... And... Warm...
Alas, I fear I might lack the strength to leave it.
So, I am staying up until 3:00 to see it.
...it made much more sense in my head...
I'll probably end up sleeping from 2:00 to 3:00 anyways. xP

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After I get tired of waiting for the stars to fall, I shall begin my school.
Oh yes.
or
Oh no.
I do not have any plans to sleep tonight.
Bada ba ba bada ba ba!
I have confidence though.
*breaks out in a terribly illogical song from the Sound of Music*
I've survived co-op with only two hours of sleep before.
"I will survive!"
Aaaand! I have a nap-date with the gazebo bench after lunch.
Needless to say, if anyone dares to occupy the bench I mentally reserved during that space of time.
I will be...
Unhappy.
*dinosaur face*
Not really.
I'll just sleep on the chairs in the church...

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Oh man.
The fact that I can't keep those swirly lines even with the others.
It really bothers me.

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Hah! I got it that time. ^.^

Sooo...
Been a long weeek.
But through it, I realized (like, actualy witnessed) how much God looks after His children.
I mean, really.
Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow.

"You never know what temporal days may bring,
So laugh, love, live free and sing;
When life is in discord
Praise ye the Lord."
-Paperthin Hymn, Anberlin

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I am so excited for the holidays!
I can't wait to watch the Macy's Day Parade and football!
Oh, and Thanksgiving dinner, of course. ;)
I am supposed to make something, buuuut...
I don't know what to make?
D:
Bahh, cranberry sauce? :P

Oh! Today is the Thanksgiving lunch at co-op!
I probably won't eat it because I didn't make anything.
I am one failure of a contribution to society.
Ohh well.

Keesum is coming! I'm excited for that too!!
Going to Oregon!!
Oh goodness, I'm so excited!
Coldness, snow, DAD!, GRANDPARENTS!, Portland!!
Home!!
December 15th, come faster?

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You know what's terrible?
I always get so annoyed when people*coughcoughvampirecoughcough* delete their blog posts.
It shows up on my feed, and I click it only to come face to face with disappointment.
"This is no longer available."
But the terrible part is that I delete mine too!
Very often!
It's terrible!!
I am such a hypocrite.
Sadness...

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The Icarus Account came out with a new EP yesterday!

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Aaand. I'm getting tired.
XD
So this is all.

Goodnight (or morning), my loves.

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"Even when it rains,
The sun's still ablaze;
And right now in the dark
You're my shooting star."
Yellow Shirt, The Icarus Account (meep!)

Meep! ^.^

Helloooo.
I have something to share with you all!!

So, I'm a fan of Chase Coy on Facebook--

( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W7TbsdNfIuE&feature=youtube_gdata_player)

(cuteee(:)
--and he posted a link to a band that he's helped out with or something, so I 'liked' it to support him and all. It's called Into Airwaves, and I've been getting updates from them ever since.

So today, they posted this, and I liked it a lot. So, here ya go. enjoy. :)

“I am not accustomed to rejoicing in things that are small, hidden, and scarcely noticed by the people around me. I am generally ready and prepared to receive bad news, to read about wars, violence, and crimes, and to witness conflict and dismay…..Somehow I have become accustomed to living with sadness, and so have lost the eyes to see the joy and the ears to hear the gladness that belongs to God and which is to be found in the hidden corners of the world.

I have a friend who is so deeply connected with God that he can see joy where I expect only sadness…..He keeps saying: ‘I saw something very small and very beautiful, something that gave me much joy.’

The father of the prodigal son gives himself totally to the joy that his returning son brings him. I have to learn from that. I have to learn to “steal” all the real joy there is to steal and lift it up for others to see. Yes, I know that not everybody has been converted yet, that there is not yet peace everywhere, that all pain has not yet been taken away, but still, I see people turning and returning home; I hear voices that pray; I notice moments of forgiveness, and I witness many signs of hope. I don’t have to wait until all is well, but I can celebrate every little hint of the Kingdom that is at hand.

This is a real discipline. It requires choosing for the light even when there is much darkness to frighten me, choosing for life even when the forces of death are so visible, and choosing for the truth even when I am surrounded with lies.

For me it is amazing to experience daily the radical difference between cynicism and joy. Cynics seek darkness wherever they go. They point always to approaching dangers, impure motives, and hidden schemes. They call trust naïve, care romantic, and forgiveness sentimental. They sneer at enthusiasm, ridicule spiritual fervor, and despise charismatic behavior. They consider themselves realists who see reality for what it truly is and who are not deceived by “escapist emotions.” But in belittling God’s joy, their darkness only calls forth more darkness.

People who have come to know the joy of God do not deny the darkness, but they choose not to live in it. They claim that the light that shines in the darkness can be trusted more than the darkness itself and that a little bit of light can dispel a lot of darkness. They point each other to flashes of light here and there, and remind each other that they reveal the hidden but real presence of God. They discover that there are people who heal each other’s wounds, forgive each other’s offences, share their possessions, foster the spirit of community, celebrate the gifts they have received, and live in constant anticipation of the full manifestation of God’s glory.

Every moment of each day I have the chance to choose between cynicism and joy. Every thought I have can be cynical or joyful. Every word I speak can be cynical or joyful. Every action can be cynical or joyful. Increasingly I am aware of all these possible choices, and increasingly I discover that every choice for joy in turn reveals more joy and offers more reason to make life a true celebration in the house of the Father.”

— Henri Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son

Thank you, Into Airwaves <3

hopee it does you good!