13 days. Excited and Scared.

Saturdays. Coming home as many of them as I can.

15 days. Extremely amazing.

Tuesdays. Going to miss a lot.

In English today, I had to get together with a group of people to write a story that is 55 words or less. Of course, me being the over-achiever did most of the work. I thought it was a funny story with a good ending. Here it is:

ON a hot humid day, Billy desired a frozen treat. Blocking himself from the scorching summer sun, he relaxed under the shading tree.

Suddenly, a melody soothingly approached his ears. The ice cream truck emerged from the corner of the street and Billy was overcome with excitement.

Sadly, Billy had no money.

Criticism

Proverbs 28:23, "In the end, people appreciate honest criticism more than flattery."

Over the weekend, Sarah, Mandy, Paul, and I were talking about this bible verse. Paul was telling us about how when he is reading reference forms he doesn't count any forms that are completely praising the person and not telling of any of their weaknesses. Paul was also saying that he shares this bible verse a lot during Staff Training Week.

It's hard when someone tells someone else that they are doing something wrong. It can include criticizing the way someone is dressed, the way someone is handling a situation, the way the work was done, or so many other ways. When someone is criticizing me and telling me that I'm doing something wrong, I get very offensive and sometimes I get mad at them for correcting me. I end up feeling stupid. I also feel bad that I'm not doing whatever it is the right way. I think that there is a point where criticizing needs to stop. It can't go too far to where someone is always feeling down because there are people constantly criticizing them. It needs to be balanced out with a healthy portion of criticism I guess. All of us need to try to become accepting when someone offers advice on how to better ourselves. Just think, without criticism we wouldn't know how to do something more effectively or improve our image to the image of Jesus. It gets hard criticizing others, but sometimes we need to know what we're doing wrong so we don't keep on continuing on getting nowhere.

Yay to criticism. lol

No turning back

I made this in my computer graphics class using mosaic. I was going to do some more like this, but unfortunately I can't.

No turning back once you turn to Jesus! Woo! Woo!

Beauty

Why can't we all have blank faces... blank us... blank everything? Then people wouldn't have to worry about whether or not they are beautiful or beautiful enough. Everyone would just capture one's beauty through their personality.

I understand that God gave us a physical appearance so that He could reveal unique-ness and a beauty that no one else has. I just wish that everyone would always feel beautiful, but not the feeling beautiful that causes one to be conceited. It would be the beautiful feeling of always being assured that God thinks you're beautiful and that's all that matters. Satan has his ways of making us feel like we're nothing and the ugliest things on earth. What a poopface! With all of the conformity going on around the world of how the "perfect" girl is suppose to look like, it causes us girls to feel like we'll never measure up. Let's push the stupid world aside and just remember that the world's views stink and that God's views count! I know what it is like to feel like you aren't beautiful enough or beautiful at all... it's just hard to make that extra leap and come to the realization that we all have our own unique beauty thanks to our Awesome Creator. It's time to stop comparing and know that there is only one of you.

Sadly, most of this stuff is easier said than done. Admitting how Satan can have ahold in your life in these aspects is the first step. The rest is up to you and completely surrenduring it all to God. That's hard too, and I'm not saying it will completely go away, but seeking God first instead of the values of the world is important.

I'm not looking for people to shower me with words of how I'm beautiful and how I shouldn't be saying that I'm not. I'm just looking to share how I feel and hammer it into my head and your head that God thinks that I/you are beautiful. God thinks that I am beautiful. God thinks that you are beautiful. That's all that really counts.

Psalm 139

13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother's womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
16 your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me
were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!

Magical Mary Sue

School is almost out for the summer! I'm thinking that once school is over on Friday, I'm going to feel free. I can't hardly wait for that! It's going to be a complete period of time for me to let go and not care.

It's really sad because it seems like the blogging world is dying out there. I'm staying alive!

Since I'm doing a movie on Camp Grow, I've been looking at a lot of the pictures on the website. I was really upset to recently find out that the picture of me playing Ballerina Betsy is gone. I luckily still have my yellow tutu to remember it. My pictures of me as Magical Mary Sue are not there either. That was always the funnest thing to do. You would do the drama and skits trying to teach the campers a lesson. For Magical Mary Sue, I was a girl that believed she could perform magical tricks and miracles. I came out in overalls, a cape, ans pigtails. I don't remember all of the tricks I could perform. I recall turning a pencil into rubber, making food "disappear" (by eatting it), and walking on water(which just consisted of me throwing water on the ground and walking over it). It was so much fun because I would get all of the campers to laugh at me. My friend Kyeshia, who was playing a nerd, came out and tried to walk on water too and be cool like me. It was funny because she was suppose to accidentally slip and fall, but she really fell and hurt herself. Haha. The best part was after the skits were over and you changed back into your normal clothes, all of the campers would approach you and start asking questions like, "Are you Magical Mary Sue!?!" And I'm allowed to play dumb and have no idea what they are talking about. By the end of the week, Magical Mary Sue would realize that she doesn't have more powers than God and that God has all of the power. It was something like that. Loads of fun.