// California

We've been on the run
Driving in the sun
Looking out for #1
California here we come
Right back where we started from

Hustlers grab your guns
Your shadow weighs a ton
Driving down the 101
California here we come
Right back where we started from

California!
Here we come!

On the stereo
Listen as we go
Nothing's gonna stop me now
California here we come
Right back where we started from
Pedal to the floor
Thinkin' of the roar
Gotta get us to the show
California here we come
Right back where we started from

California!
Here we come!

If I just changed California to Richmond, does this somehow represent me? This song screams out to me for some reason, and it's an awesome song (yes, it is the theme song for the OC). I definitly recomend it.

Richmond!
Here I Come!

// Abandoned on the dance floor.

I always prided myself on not being a girly girl. I never wear make-up, dresses, or low-cut tops. I don't spend forever in the bathroom, fixing my hair before I go out. I don't act a certain way or twirl my hair to get a guy's attention. I've always thought of myself as a tomboy. More so when I was younger, but even as I've grown, I've held on to the rough aspects of a tomboy's personality. Which explains why two of my best friends are guys. (Yes, that's you. Matthew Ted in the front row. And Dyllan Morgan. Somewhere in the crowd.) But lately, I started thinking. And remember, it's always bad when Stephanie is left alone to her thoughts.

What if because of my tomboyish personality and sarcastic anti-girly girl humour, that I'm doomed to live forever as "one of the guys"? No guy would ever take me seriously as a girlfriend, let alone as a wife. And no girls would really want to hang out with me because I'm a such a loser. Sure, Anne's cool and yeah, I hang with Lauren and Sarah and they're really girly, but I find myself turning into a boy-hunting femme fatale when I'm around them, which I don't always like. And that's so not my nature, as most of you know. I'm always torn. Guys are rad because they don't cause drama (or at least, not any MAJOR drama), but I can't always relate to them. But girls are so dramatic and nitpicky and I'm too chilled out for some of that stuff.

Maybe I should try being a girl more often. Or less obnoxious and attention-seeking. Learn my place in the world? I don't know. There's a reason why I've never had a serious relationship (Minus one, but that was a different story.) up 'till now and maybe this is it.

// Randomness In It's Prime

You know, ranDOMinion is actually very entertaining lately! There into this big like fixer upper and I'm totally backing up Random Dave, it's so awesome! But one big thing I love about the blog is that it does have a big fan base. Sure, only Andrew pretty much posts, but it's very fun to read the many comments, and whatever is in the cbox. They get lots of different people! For us, we don't have the biggest fan base,which is what I want to work on for Whatever.

Anywho, check out ranDOMinion now! It's so much fun!

// 'Cause I'm still in the race.

I wouldn't say that the blog fun has gone down. I think we've just settled in. Like any new relationship, there is always the honeymoon period where we are, oh SO in love with the blog. We obsess, we have very PDs of A, we blog VERY often. Like, A LOT. But now that the honeymoon is over and school has started, we've just simply settled into our regular routines with a new addition to the family.

I would suggest that we clean out the writers that have drifted away and instead of bringing in new writers so immediately, I'd like to stay like this for awhile. Not to make it an exclusive club or anything, but I think we should settle down with the moving and the changing and just get things going regularly before we bring in a new writer, y'know? And with the old writers, if they weren't hooked the first time around, I doubt the second time around will work. Plus, Whatever's members have to be regular computer users. None of our old members were really regular computer users, y'know? Plus, we need to work up our fan base. And then we'll pick the best of the fans, let's say... a SUPER fan to become our next writer. But this is just a random suggestion.

I agree with Andrew. I really like the blog as is. Let's just settle down and leave it like so for awhile and see how things go, eh?

NEXT TOPIC: school dances are just horrible excuses for young people to get really close and make-out with random young people of the opposite sex. It's pretty grody. You CAN have fun at a dance DANCING, without having to be overtly slutty, Y'KNOW. Geeze. These people have no sense of conviction WHATSOEVER.

// Resignation?

Well well.

In all honesty, I am far too busy to write two blogs, and graphically enhance either of them. I'd love to make you guys some picture thingies, but I don't see why you don't ask Steph to do it if waiting is so lame.

I would also encourage you to love your blogginess as it stands: people are making posts regularly, and you are not the sole poster (unlike at ranDOMinion where it could be said I am the only writer). Kick out silent writers (like me) and when there's nothing new going on... i mean like no posts in a week and no visits ever, then try something new. It's good times. Believe me.

ranDOMinion is undergoing some structural re-somethingness so that I am chopping out the quiet ones, and I have a potential new writer. But, in comparison to Whatever! some would say that ranDOMinion is almost dead. Whatever!'s rockin', keep it up.

I'm glad to have given you this opportunity, but wouldn't want to hold you back anymore. Fly off, pidgeon, you've out grown this nest.

... I will now go clean up the vomit from my floor after having read that.

// Good Old Days...

What's up with Whatever?? We used to have so much blog fun! Our blog spirit has gone completly down hill. Well, maybe not blog spirit. I was going over old posts, guess when the last time Andrew posted? August 12th!!! I mean, wow! Well, really he was a test tube member and the only reason were keeping him around is to get the picture profile.

No ofence to Brendon, but he definitly has not lived up to his blogger potential. I thought he would be like Stephanie, post a blog so very often, but I think he's only posted twice...

Whatever needs new members! Maybe we just need our old ones back? Okay, blog meeting starts now... who thinks we should bring back Sam, Anne, and Nelly? I'm not to keen on it, but we have updated it a lot, they might think, WHoa! We gotta be members for this blog! What about new members? Who could we bring in that's very chattive? Well, there's the questions I've thrown around, let's get some input!

// Independence Day

Ladies and Gentleman

Today is the star of a new era in the life of me. An era that makes me question my own sanity. Today I shall begin to prepare myself for one of the biggest battles I will face up to this point in my life. I ask myself questions, but I know I must take these steps. This war is definitely not in my favor. I have nothing, while the other side has everything. This is a battle of brains, and who brakes first. With the risk of losing, I march on anyway. Why go to a war that you are going to most likely lose? Because, I have a point to prove. If there is a sign for me to stop, I will, but for now, I begin preparation.

Over and Out

// A Day In The Life

After lunch yesterday, my day stayed the same. When I got home, I didn't realize I had a bunch of homework, so I was definitly punished for going to my grandma's. Anne called me and I never got a chance to call her back. My idea of going to bed at 9 failed. I ended up in bed at 9:30 (which was pretty close) but didn't fall asleep until 11, making my early bedtime pointless, and this morning just as bad as yesterday. Tuesday hasn't been as good as I would have wanted it to be. Keyboarding was hard. I can't keep up with the class. English was just dull and I was too tired to care. Lunch has been good though! I had a steak and ice cream! Yum! Anywho, maybe the day will pick up. I've got nothing to do tonight so I'll beable to call Anne back. Just for the hec of it I've created a schedule!

3:45 - arrive home, check email and go on messenger before my step mom comes home
4:30 - read my book, and do I couple other random projects
6:00 - Dinner time!
6:30 - read my book some more
7:30 - screw around, most likely call Anne in this time, maybe some train time...
8:00 - Making The Cut Is On! Sweet!
9:00 - Retire to my room and most likely read my book

Wow, how organized am I? Anywho, I have changed the mini poll question and I dedicate it to my brother Fred! If you don't know what MXC stands for, it stands for Most Extreme Elemination Challange. It's a pretty wack show, the Robsons love it! I checked with blogger, and I believe this post will officialy tie ranDOMinion. Maybe, I dunno...

How to make a only_in_dreams_

Ingredients: 1 part friendliness 3 parts crazyiness 3 parts leadership

Method:Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of lovability and enjoy!

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you should all try this...because its fun and slightly entertaining. But only slightly.

// If You Call, I Will Answer

Everyday I think about, how can I not. I look straight at it on my walk home from school, everyday. It is hard to be away from the friendly, christian atmosphere of RPC and friends for the period of time I am away from it. You don't have the same friends, your not in the same neighbourhood (although I do like my area of town), and it's so hard to get in touch with God. It may seem like I'm complaining, but really I'm not. Okay, maybe I am, but this isn't the point. You must cherish the area you live in, the christian friends you do have, and even your family. You may think, but I only know like two people from RPC at my school. Better then me, with a grand total of zero. Family, very important. You may not enjoy the company of your brother or sister, but you must take it while it's here. I miss having my sister come home. I miss fighting with my brother. Anywho, love your school, and love your family! Unless your like me, then you can come live with me.

Something that could be brought up from my last paragraph is "what about leaving Vancouver and Richmond for bible coledge? Won't you go super crazy?" I'm hoping not, and I'm looking at Bible coledge as a very fun experiance. Let's look at Andrew... his entire blog involves only Summit students! I think, let me know if I'm wrong. But all in all, the future is going to be good times, and I will one day have to leave home. It's just my point is that right now I'm still just so isolated from Richmond and all my true friends.


Well, here it is! My comeback post! My last week was no fun. I can't remember why but there was a reason. Friday picked up though. After I was all excited about hanging out with the Sedin's and Stephanie, I cancelled. I decided to stay home and do my chores. After that, I pretty much had an entire day to myself. So for an hour it was time for me to see what my new found knowledge and membership could to to the blog. Then BOOM! We have a mini poll, cbox, and counter. That was a victory in its self. After that my brother and I had a chat while i got in tune with my beloved trains. I decided to get crazy. I mean, VERY crazy. I put eight seven engines on one train! WOW! 7!!!! How cool is that? *cough cough LOSER!* Anywho, I was in such a rad mood I started work back on the N scale. Just for reference, N scale means the trains are small, and HO means there bigger then N. HO is are main train set, the N is a small one I've been detailing for years. So yes, I worked on the roads on my N scale, and went back to watching the HO. I then decided to play doctor for a bit and fixed my long time old school CP Rail GP9. Hasn't run for a while and I united him with his brother! How awesome, I love happy endings. After a rewarding time of model railroading, it was time for youth. We went to Campus Fire, which was awesome. We were latebut was fun! The grade 12 speaker was awesome! I also got a book called 'Memorize This!' That reminds me, if anyone wants to start a bible study or small group with me that would be awesome. The book said I should and hey, it sounds like an awesome idea!

Saturday came, and it was pretty much carbon copy of Saturday. More model railroading all day and other little things. Then I went to CNC!! Oh yes! It was fun! I declined on an invite from Steph to go watch the grudge because i really wanted to go to CNC. It was pretty awesome! We had food and we went bowling! I chilled with Norman for most of the time which was awesome.

Sunday, again, full of nothing. Due to my lack of a ride to church, and lack of sleep, I decided I better skip it. I still had to clean the house before my parents came back from the Island. I woke up and they were already home. However, there was no need to panic because they went straight to bed. To much drinking at their party Saturday night, and not enough sleep. It was water baptism night at the church and after a phone call and a small debate, I convinced myself, and the Pastors, that I would wait until next time, for PJ.

Monday..... dreaded Monday. I woke up in my nice warm bed, and I couldn't wake up. I forced myself through my cold house where I took a warm shower, only to be faced with a cold, dark, windy day. I think it's raining now too! Photo was good today though. I FINALLY GOT A CAMERA!!!!! SWEET! And I helped Calvindevelop his film, which turned out really well too! It took up most of the class time too! I really have a good feeling about this week! I really want to get into God's word this week too. This week does have it's potential, but I need a job, badly. Well, it's time to find lunch, so I must be going...

So rumour has it this post puts us one ahead of Randominion? Or just as many? That is if they haven't posted anything recently. But if I have done it... Wow. I never thought It would turn into this. I can still remember the day Andrew introduced me to blogger. I owe him credit for this blog, that's for sure. And between me and him, he will always be king. I think he has way more posts and words then me. But, I'll always be King of whatever! I'm out!

// Two man advantage.

We would just like to state for the record that this post will officially equal the post count of WHATEVER! to that of RANDOMINION (that is, 131 = 131). Thank you for your attention to this matter. -Management.

So I saw The Grudge tonight. Let me say in simple layman's terms: it scared the crap out of me. But I'm okay 'cause I started singing God Is Bigger Than The Boogeyman from that episode of Veggie Tales where Junior watches that stupid show that scares him so much he can't sleep. Yeah, that one. Now I really don't like cats. But at least I can say I saw the movie. It's not really anything to boast, but eh. What you gonna do?

I'm excited. Tomorrow night is the water baptism at church. I'm totally stoked to see some of my good friends get baptized. It's exciting, for sure. It leaves me wondering though, maybe I should be getting baptized. When I was younger, living in Edmonton, my family wasn't hardcore-Christianity, so I'm not even sure what kind of Christian background I come from. My grandparents are very traditional and when my family moved out here, we started going to RCAC (Richmond Chinese Alliance Church) and they're also very traditional-Asian. So. I think I was baptized as a baby, but apparently in a Pentecostal church, you decide for yourself at a natural age when to become baptized? I don't know, it's still very unclear to me. I understand it in my head, but I don't know how to explain it. But in the past four years, I've grown so much spiritually, it's amazing. I can remember the days when I went to church but didn't take it seriously... that doesn't even compare to life now. So I'm thinking maybe I should get baptized, but I don't want to do just because everyone else. I want it to be a natural decision, but I don't know how that comes about. Ai ya.

Have I ever mentioned how much I love playing guitar? I love it. Absolutely love it. It's my time away from everything else. I own that time. When I play guitar and I'm writing a new song or something, it just feels so good. I'm creating music, something I love. And when I'm penning out the words of a new song, I love imagining how my words might affect someone. I love the idea of sharing my creation. I love the feel of the steel strings against my calloused fingers. I don't care if calloused fingers make me less "lady-like", I really don't care. I just love being able to play and to hear the warm sound fill my room. It's just so beautiful. So, so beautiful.

But did I ever mention how much I hate people who lead double lives? True, I have to admit that I used to be one of these people, but hey. Everyone has to wake up at some point or another and decide which life to carry on and which life to leave behind. Sometimes it's a hard decision, and sometimes it's looking you right in the face. It's like watching gangrene eat up your leg. Either you cut it off now or it's going to consume your entire body. (I know, gross analogy but it does the job.) I just pray he wakes up soon and that it's not too late.

// New and Improved!

Welcome all to the brand new WHATEVER! We got a counter, a mini quiz, and a chat box! WOW! So cool! Anywho, I still haven't got my full blog powers back for a huge post but I'll get one soon!

Rock on!

// Too Little Too Late

You say, "Why does everything revolve around you?"
You say, "Why does everything I do confound you?"
You say that I pulled the world from under you,
You can't go through it this time

And I could be good, and I would - If I knew I was understood
And it'll be great, just wait - Or is it too little too late?

One day, this embarrassment will fade behind me
And that day I could think of things that won't remind me
But these days it's unbearable for both of us
We can't discuss it this way

I'm gaining strength, tying to learn pull my own weight
But I'm gaining pounds at the precipice of Too Late
Just Wait

And I could be good, and I would - If I knew I was understood
And it'll be great, just wait - Or is it too little too late?

Record and play, after years of endless rewind
Yesterday wasn't half as tough as this time
This time isn't Hell,
Last time, I couldn't tell
This mind wasn't well
Next time, hope I'm...

Going to be good, and I would -If I knew I was understood
And it'll be great, just wait -Or is it too little too late?

Good, and I would -If I knew I was understood
And it'll be great, just wait -Or is it too little too late?

// I'm bored. Like, REALLY bored.

I realized yesterday, that I wouldn't mind having a job. Part-time seasonal employment, to be exact. I spent quite a while editing and printing off multiple copies of my resume, ready to be distributed anytime after the 20th, since I pos dated my cover letters. Anyway, I plan on handing out resumes to the following locations. And so begins, Steph's TOP FIVE Part-Time Seasonal Places Of Employment List. Also listed, is an explaination of the different aspects I must consider about each work place.
Probability - how confident do I feel about being hired?
Self-Shop Factor - would I actually shop here?
Stress Level - how stressed would I get?
Uniform - how dorky is the uniform that I have to wear?
Location - how easy is it for me to get to?
Comfort/Happiness - would I feel comfortable/happy working here?

Steph's TOP FIVE Part-Time Seasonal Places Of Employment List

1. TOYS-R-US
Probability: Excellent. I'm actually feeling pretty good about being hired here. I mean, how many people actually WANT to work at a toy shop around Christmas time? It's stressful. And if I'm willing to hand in a resume, then I figure I'm good.
Self-Shop Factor: YES LIKE WHOA. I would totally get all my party supplies here. They've got cool party hats. And Spongebob gear galore.
Stress Level: Super High. It's through the roof. I expect I'd have to deal with whiny kids everyday, but I'm used to being attacked during Children's Church on Sunday mornings, so I'd only have to adjust a bit. Or maybe a lot. I dont' know.
Uniform: Blue polo shirt with the logo. It's not so bad. I like polo shirts.
Location: It's right next door, so I could even come in at the last minute if someone calls in sick. How could they NOT hire me?!
Comfort/Happiness: I have the same maturity level as my customers would, so I think I'd be alright.

2. FUTURE SHOP
Probability: Good. I figure I've got a pretty good history with computers, electronics, and audio/video media.
Self-Shop Factor: YES LIKE WHOA. Their CDs are SO cheap (way cheaper than HMV) and my dad and my brother would be milking my employee discount SO MUCH.
Stress Level: Medium to High. I guess the most stressful thing would be annoying questions or disgruntled customers, but that comes with every retail job.
Uniform: Red polo shirt with logo. Once again, I'm a fan.
Location: ONCE AGAIN, It's right next door.
Comfort/Happiness: SO HAPPY! Hopefully, I'd get put into audio/video media section where I'll just help people pick out CD players and MP3 players and CDs and DVDs and that'd be so rad.

3. OLD NAVY
Probability: Good. They're always hiring people for the Christmas season.
Self-Shop Factor: YES LIKE WHOA. I love their cheap $4 girls' XXL shirts.
Stress Level: I figure the worst thing would be having to refold everything a zillion times. That's not so bad.
Uniform: No uniform. SWEET! But half my wardrobe is Old Navy, anyway. haha.
Location: It's one bus ride OR a 15 minute walk away. That's not so bad. Plus, it's in Richmond Centre and I'd LOVE to work at that mall. I know so many people there, so break time would be like, chilling with everybody.
Comfort/Happiness: I get to listen to rad music all day and fold clothes that I'll probably come back and buy later. Not so bad. I'll probably see a lot of people from school, too.

4. BLUENOTES
Probability: Medium to Good. I know a bunch of people my age who work there or used to, but I hear the boss is pretty mean. I guess I'll have to impress her.
Self-Shop Factor: YES LIKE WHOA. The other half of my wardrobe that isn't Old Navy, is Bluenotes. I'm serious. I even know about the 60% redline.
Stress Level: Low to Medium. Cool, chill music. People that are pretty rad. Funny t-shirts. I expect no issues.
Uniform: No uniform. I could be fashionable and stylish all day!
Location: Also in Richmond Centre. See OLD NAVY for more details.
Comfort/Happiness: I'd be so, so very happy working here. Listening to my kind of music ALL DAY. Talking to cool peole ALL DAY. That's be awesome.

5. AMERICAN EAGLE
Probability: Medium to Good.
Self-Shop Factor: Eh. They're pretty pricey on girls' stuff. But with an employee discount, I might be more inclined to shop there.
Stress Level: Worst thing would be assigned to man the changing rooms. I've seen the lines get HUGE.
Uniform: No uniform. I'd just have to look like a prep everyday. I guess it's not so bad. It's like a cleaned up version of the classic emo kid.
Location: Also in Richmond Centre. See OLD NAVY for more details.
Comfort/Happiness: I don't see why not. Last time I was there, they were playing The YYY's Maps which happens to be my favourite rock love song of ALL TIME. Like, really.

Well there you have it, folks. I would love to work at any of these places, so don't be surprised if you suddenly see me there next week. But for the time being, I guess we'll just have to wait 'till I get all these resumes handed out.

// KICK START!

Blog spirit is at an all time low!! I promise that I will start to post more often, I've just been on a bit of a brake. I can't do a huge post right now because I'm at school, but I'm brewing one! So come back everyone! Whatver is back in action! Hopefully Andrew can throw in some effects for us too! Speaking of Andrew... Whatever is only a few posts behind Randominion! We've almost by past him! Muhahaha!

Rock On!

// Can't touch this.

It's been over a week since any of us have posted! Whoa.

Okay, so Saturday night. Matt, Nick, and I went to the show at WRCC, right? DUDE, SO INTENSE! This band called The Ingredients were so good. They covered the song Roxanne by The Police. Most excellent choice. Plus, the lead singer was wearing a white blazer. How fashionable can you get?! But yeah, I danced the ENTIRE time and it was just so fun.

I am listening to MC Hammer.

Saturday afternoon, my brother and I also went to Matt's place. I got dizzy from watching the YC home video. It was intense. Way intense.

That is all.

// Dedications.

I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore.
Before you take a swing, I wonder,
What are we fighting for?
When I say out loud, I want to get out of this.
I wonder, is there anything I'm going to miss?

I wonder how it's going to be when you don't know me?
How's it going to be when you're sure I'm not there?
How's it going to be when there is no one to talk to?
Between you and me, 'cause I don't care how it's going to be.

Where we used to laugh, there's a shouting match,
Sharp as a thumbnail scratch.
A silence I can't ignore like...
The hammock by the doorway we spent time in.
Swing's empty, don't see lightning like last fall,
When it was always about to hit me

I wonder how's it going to be when it goes down?
Hows it going to be when your not around?
Hows it going to be when you found out there was nothing?
Between you and me, 'cause I don't care how it's going to be.

Hows it going to be when you don't know me any more?
And how's it going to be, want to get myself back in again.
The soft dive of oblivion, wanna taste the soul of your skin.
The soft dive of oblivion, oblivion.
How's it going to be when you don't know me any more?
How's it going to be? How's it going to be?
How's It Going To Be? - Third Eye Blind

So many songs are jumping out at me and applying themselves to my life and my current predicament. So many messages and services and sermons are all about my life and my current predicament. Well, guess what? This current predicament kind of sucks. I'm praying for peace and for a resolution and just for God to show me what I should do to resolve this whole thing and I don't know what's going on. Everything is so surreal because I never thought it would come down to this. By this, I mean the end of an era. I never thought that I'd have to deal with losing something so close to my heart. Funny thing? It's not like he's dead. It's not like he moved. HE'S STILL THERE. HE'S STILL JUST A BLOCK AWAY. HE'S ONE PHONE CALL AND 10 DIGITS AWAY. This is what annoys the heck out of me. He's a block away, but it really feels more like two oceans and a continent. He's a world away and falling further everyday. What am I supposed to do? What can anybody do? IS there anything we can do? I don't even know anymore.

This is not fair. I should not be punished just because I wrote a song.

// I Love You All, Especially You! Yes, That's You

Dear Fellow Bloggers...

My mind has been the oposite of blog ready this past couple days. It's in very disapointing for not only my blog members who count on my post, but for me. Anywho, I'm gonna take a break from my beloved blog, especially since I'm going on vacation tomorrow morning. To an Island! Not Vancouver Island, but Galiano. Unfortunatly it's image has been fliped since last times visit. Anywho, I will be back, I love you all....

// High school is a jungle.

Today was so freakin' rad. Lunch hour, we had our little prayer group going again and it was awesome. We prayed about the Quest group again and it's totally going to happen. But yeah, even though it was grey outside and we were sitting on cold and slightly damp cement, it felt like I was at the beach. Everything was so warm! But yeah, we had an awesome discussion today about a lot of random Jesus stuff. Just so rad.

More good news. I got another photo job! w00t. Sam's bands is hiring me to take photos at their show on the 16th. And Ben Short's friend's band, The Ingredients is also playing. As is Free Parking! Man. I'm excited. I haven't been to a show in ages, so now I get to go to a show, PLUS I'm getting paid to take photos. This is rad. Another excuse for me to dress fashionably.

SOMEONE SAVE DOM!!

They ate all the chocolate macadamia nuts. So there are no more unless I got back to Hawaii. HAWAII! Man, I like that thought right now. On the topic of chocolate, I was in the cooking room the other day and I asked Ms. Hicks a question about these little tarts I see around the school that all her cooking classes are making. She explained that they were almond paste tarts and I was like, "Whoa!" Then Ms. Hicks offered me a plate and said I could try one, so I did. They're good. Like, really good. Then Theresa was there cutting up the chocolate fudge she made in cooking class and was wrapping it up and I started talking to her and she offered me some chocolate fudge, so of course, I'm like, "Yeah, sure!"

I should spend more time in the cooking room.

// Post Retreat Syndrome. Holy Moly I'm In A Video Game! The Dream Is Dead...

Good evening fellow bloggers!

I finaly have enough energy and time to talk about my past couple days. Let us start with the weekend. Crap, I can't remember what happened... but i do know this! It was a very powerful weekend like Steph said and meeting new people was awesome and yay! Anywho...

Sunday I got home and Matt Glynn called! Wow, how i miss him and Becky... At the time, I was incredibly wiped so I decided to call when I was a little more energetic. Monday didn't help. I was completly dead so i decided to go to bed early. Tuesday my dad told me to sleep in cause i was completly shot in the morning. My boss called about the video game voice overs and we confirmed a date and sweet! Yay! Anywho, I called Matt Glynn back Tuesday and got his machine so now i wait for a return call. I looked over my contract my boss sent me and it was so cool! It kept on refering me to 'Robson' and i was like AWESOME! Anywho, i went in today and was so awesome!!!!! I couldn't believe i was actually doing this!!!! It's unexplainable...

The dream is dead. What dream? My railroad dream... It brings tears to my eyes. I finaly have no more interest in model railroading. It became clear when I was no longer as happy as I once was when I went into are usual train store. It was once like going into a candy store, now, the feeling is gone... I'm growing up

// What do you expect?

Camp. Was. So. Amazing. It wasn't a weekend for me to meet with Jesus, but it was a weekend for Him to use me. There were things I did that had such a crazy effect on people and it was like I was watching myself in a movie. I wasn't even in my own body. I was a leader and so one of my responsibilities was to make sure that all the girls who needed or wanted prayer received, so I prayed with a lot of the girls, and like, I was praying with Candice and she started crying and it was so weird. I've done something that had such an emotional impact on someone. It was really rewarding to pray for someone, one on one. Just amazing.

If anyone (*coughcough* Pinto and the Island People) want to see photos from camp, go to RPCYouth's MSN Group. It's a laugh and a half. Sometimes a girl needs a half.

// Big Booty, Big Booty, Big Booty. OH YEAH! Big Booty

oh man, best weekend of my life since Camp!!!! It was probably better than camp! I'm to tired to talk about it but remind me later and i will!