turned into a one-way conversation
note: the emotes did not transfer, sadly.
it is as follows:
emily told me to chat with you lol
ANSWER ME WOMEN
THIS IS EMILY
HAR HARH HART
HAR HAR HAR
FROM MEGAMIND YOU KNOW?
we are the pirates who don't do anything
we just stay home and lie around
and if you ask us to do ANYTHING.........
we'll just tell you..........
I HAVE A BAD HABIT OF OPENING FACEBOOK
AND FORGETTING ABOUT IT...
WE WERE WATCHING MY SISTER'S BOYFRIEND'S COLLEGE'S PRODUCTION OF LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS
WHERE HE WAS THE LEAD ROLE
TYPING EMOTES WITH CAPS LOCK IS DIFFICULT.......
now it's my turn to be bored...
so, i'll tell some thoughts/ramblings.
tonight I picked up Stephen King's IT, and the first chapter is already super intriguing.
like, a 6-year-old chases a paper boat down a flooded street, and it goes in a drain thing, and he sees a pair of glowing yelllow eyes
much like a basilisk
and then it comes out of the sewer in the form of a creepy-looking clown,
coercing the kid to try to get his boat back from the creepy clown
and when the kid reaches for the boat
it turns into its real form
AND TAKES THE SMALL CHILD'S LEFT ARM
and i guess these kinds of incidents span over 20-some years...
the book is super sub-divided.
like there are 6 or 7 main sections
and sections in those sections
and chapters in those sections
and sections in those chapters of those sections of those sections
points for organization
also, i'm curious to see how dordt's production of little shop of horrors turns out
because i can't image anyone doing a musical...
dutch people don't sing.
or spend money
but they can successfully block a dam with one finger to keep their country from going underwater
how was your saturday?
ours has been great
and very uneventful
had german pancakes for breakfast
(which kim had never had before)
went to town to get my oil changed, pick up a few groceries, and deposit a paycheck
chilled some more
and watched Mulan and Lion King on ABC Family
then Little Shop of Horrors
which brings us to now
the sunrise service starts at 7:30am (with poetry readings included ;P), with breakfast and normal church following
then i have to do something with my grandma i guess...
like pick her up from my aunt & uncles and bring her home or something.
I'M NOT GETTING ANY HOMEWORK DONE.
this is depressing.
and Miedema wrote me a really nasty email when I told him I won't be there for the band festival on the 19th
i shoulda just waited til the day, and said I was sick...
so, now I'm in some deep s**t with him.
and I'm entirely sure how I feel about it
because there's absolutely no way in hell I'm sticking around for it
he wants me there for ONE FREAKING SONG
otherwise, there are 600 other instrumentalists to cover everything
I'M GOING FIVE FREAKING HOURS AWAY
WE'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR AT LEAST TWO YEARS
AND IT'S SUPER EXPENSIVE TO GO TO THE CONVENTION AND BY STAYING AT DORDT I'M MISSING MORE THAN A THIRD OF IT
MY LIFE DOESN'T REVOLVE AROUND MUSIC
IT'S A HOBBY; NOTHING MORE
AND IT'S AN EXTRACURRICULAR, WHICH MEANS THAT IT'S A CHOICE FOR US TO BE IN IT
AND WE ARE NOT OBLIGATED TO BE THERE
BY ANY STRETCH OF THE IMAGINATION
HE CAN'T TELL ME WHERE I CAN AND CANNOT BE
if he gets his baton any further up his a**, I'll just drop the course.
I've sacrificed so much for band already.
I can take just this one time to do my own thing
damnit, i shoulda just told him i'm sick.......
*insert even more creative expletives here*
i told him about this on the principle of honesty
and so he knows ahead of time that he's gonna be down two clarinets for that one song
live and let die...
both he and I are throwing this waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy
out of proportion
I'm vehemently against being there, and he's just as strongly against me NOT being there
he can't understand I have a life outside of music,
I can't understand the "required" performances for the (*coughonecreditcough*) course
not entirely sure what to do from here.
I just know there's no way in hell that I'm going to be on Iowa soil April 19.
I've waited too long for this freaking convention
paid too much money
gone through too much planning
for me NOT to be there.
I could go on for at least a couple hundred more messages like these...
I'm gonna copy/paste this one-sided conversation into my journal.
because that's what it has become xD
journal entry for today**
now I'm tired.
whenever I really think about this day, I always get blown away.
failures like me, who deserve nothing better than to rot in the darkest, hottest, deepest depths of hell have been given a chance to chill with the creator of the universe for all of eternity
thanks to one single dude
who stooped down to the human level
without any reason other than Love,
made it possible for us to convene with Him.
God could have just wiped us all off the face of the earth
he still could
but he doesn't
he lets us do our own thing
screwing up his entire plan for the universe
and still cleans up after us
and still loves us
and still desires a connection with us
even though we've messed up all his stuff
Love is a powerful thing.
something us weird flesh people will not ever understand
that is why I hate it when people use that word without realizing its power
HEY GUESS WHAT
THE CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE
THE CELESTIAL BEING THAT KNEW YOU BEFORE TIME BEGAN
and wants a personal relationship with you!
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