tonight during our orchestra concert, the symphony was interrupted during one of their endless songs by a racket...the fire alarm. the conductor continued on, trying to convince the members to follow him along the song, but many dropped their instruments and looked up startled.
we sat like trapped geese, rather than going outside we darted around the halls with no direct destination. we, upperclassmen, led a group out into the freezing cold. huddling together like penguins for warmth, we came to the conclusion about how ridiculous this whole idea was, and walked back inside. rushing to put away our instruments, we got into my car and went for ice cream.
this whole comedic episode shouldn't of been so funny, we should have been more prepared, or alarmed. and yet we have practice fire drills every two seconds with our terrible system. nothing is to be feared from fire alarms at our desensitized school.
this is why i'm led to say that all fire drills should be announced to everyone, since the teachers already know anyway. that way, when the real deal happens, we'll be readier than now.
Tuesday 24 February 2009
Monday 23 February 2009
jason mraz.
the next time i hear "i'm yours," i will probably go insane. so offense jason, but you have much better works. it's comparable to when the fray debuted, and everyone "loved" them. except the only song they had ever heard was "over my head (cable car).
of course it's catchy, the music video is cute. jason mraz filmed it haphazardly while vacationing in hawaii with friends. but how many times can i hear it? it's everywhere, a couple's anthem, on the radio, my mistaken itunes, television. i can't take it.
so if you hear it, remember this rant, and look up "i won't worry (the remedy)" or "wordplay." much better.
don't stop here, look at my older posts, i think i've gone a bit downhill haha. good work.
of course it's catchy, the music video is cute. jason mraz filmed it haphazardly while vacationing in hawaii with friends. but how many times can i hear it? it's everywhere, a couple's anthem, on the radio, my mistaken itunes, television. i can't take it.
so if you hear it, remember this rant, and look up "i won't worry (the remedy)" or "wordplay." much better.
don't stop here, look at my older posts, i think i've gone a bit downhill haha. good work.
Sunday 22 February 2009
hmm.
quite joyous this evening, however exausted. we had a dinner/dance at church tonight, to raise money we needed for a mission trip. the youth planning on attending the trip had to help out, sound, entertainment, serve, etc.
i served food, to only ten people. they were quite nice, but i have to say that i have a lot more respect for waitresses now =) i never want to be a waitress, i will gleefully sit behind the cashier box at my work.
we raised quite a sum of what we needed, and even though i couldn't convince anyone to jitterbug with me, i am satisfied.
i served food, to only ten people. they were quite nice, but i have to say that i have a lot more respect for waitresses now =) i never want to be a waitress, i will gleefully sit behind the cashier box at my work.
we raised quite a sum of what we needed, and even though i couldn't convince anyone to jitterbug with me, i am satisfied.
Saturday 21 February 2009
it's just sex?!
today at a service project, a freshman boy felt compelled to discuss with me his sexcapades. perhaps he was trying to impress me, but it didn't really work. when i pressed him for answers as to why sex had to be the next step in a relationship, he looked at me dumbfounded. why couldn't i realize that it was "just sex," nothing else.
but is it honestly "just sex"? when did the youth become so desensitized that they think it is fine to give away something that should be saved for the best of the best?
i blame the nonchalant attitude about sex, that started emerging during the conformity resistance periods of the '60s. sex dens became popular in the '80s, hugh hefner keeps going as an idol. music videoes glorify the skinnest, fittest women, who can groove to any beat. men are shown as ritzy, lots of cars and...dare i say it...bling.
face it, it's never "just sex." it is a part of yourself you give away, when you think you are ready, or not.
i'm a liberal, yet i don't fit many of the stereotypes you'll have. i wear a true love waits ring. it's kind of large, and has "faith" engraved right on the front. so i'm waiting for someone to come around, in the next 10-15 years, who i'll marry, and there goes that. it's worth it, for me, to wait for something to hold on to, rather than a fleeing high school lovefest.
i'm not trying to get all dr. drew on you, i'm just asking you to rethink. i never thought i would be blogging about this, but i am just fine with that. no personal attacks intended, i'm not judging anyone. just blogging, and i love it.
but is it honestly "just sex"? when did the youth become so desensitized that they think it is fine to give away something that should be saved for the best of the best?
i blame the nonchalant attitude about sex, that started emerging during the conformity resistance periods of the '60s. sex dens became popular in the '80s, hugh hefner keeps going as an idol. music videoes glorify the skinnest, fittest women, who can groove to any beat. men are shown as ritzy, lots of cars and...dare i say it...bling.
face it, it's never "just sex." it is a part of yourself you give away, when you think you are ready, or not.
i'm a liberal, yet i don't fit many of the stereotypes you'll have. i wear a true love waits ring. it's kind of large, and has "faith" engraved right on the front. so i'm waiting for someone to come around, in the next 10-15 years, who i'll marry, and there goes that. it's worth it, for me, to wait for something to hold on to, rather than a fleeing high school lovefest.
i'm not trying to get all dr. drew on you, i'm just asking you to rethink. i never thought i would be blogging about this, but i am just fine with that. no personal attacks intended, i'm not judging anyone. just blogging, and i love it.
Tuesday 17 February 2009
from the library.
Do Not!By Stevie Smith
Do not despair of man, and do not scold him,
Who are you that you should so lightly hold him?
Are you not also a man, and in your heart
Are there not warlike thoughts and fear and smart?
Are you not also afraid and in fear cruel,
Do you not think of yourself as usual,
Faint for ambition, desire to be loved,
Prick at a virtuous thought by beauty moved?
You love your wife, you hold your children dear,
Then say not that Man is vile, but say they are.
But they are not. So is your judgement shown
Presumptuous, false, quite vain, merely your own
Sadness for failed ambition set outside,
Made a philosophy of, prinked, beautified
In noble dress and into the world sent out
To run with the ill it most pretends to rout.
Oh know your own heart, that heart's not wholly evil,
And from the particular judge the general,
If judge you must, but with compassion see life,
Or else, of yourself despairing, flee strife.
Do not despair of man, and do not scold him,
Who are you that you should so lightly hold him?
Are you not also a man, and in your heart
Are there not warlike thoughts and fear and smart?
Are you not also afraid and in fear cruel,
Do you not think of yourself as usual,
Faint for ambition, desire to be loved,
Prick at a virtuous thought by beauty moved?
You love your wife, you hold your children dear,
Then say not that Man is vile, but say they are.
But they are not. So is your judgement shown
Presumptuous, false, quite vain, merely your own
Sadness for failed ambition set outside,
Made a philosophy of, prinked, beautified
In noble dress and into the world sent out
To run with the ill it most pretends to rout.
Oh know your own heart, that heart's not wholly evil,
And from the particular judge the general,
If judge you must, but with compassion see life,
Or else, of yourself despairing, flee strife.
Monday 16 February 2009
twice in one day!?
saturday i was at a church downtown doing a service project. they had space, obviously money, manpower. so i was perplexed as to why we were there, couldn't they do it themselves? the truth was however, that they needed just as much help as any other group.
one student in the youth group that was helping us, her name was tori or vicki she let you pick, and she was wearing a tank top. when it was 50 degrees outside. she borrowed her youth pastors sweatshirt since she didn't have her own.
another student was off by himself, unincluded, and in talking to him i found that he was obsessed with japanese culture but no one was willing to listen to him. he knew more about japanese swords than i would ever want to know.
the last student i talked to in depth was a boy who was just hitting high school. he had been thrown into a school he didn't want, due to the columbus city school lottery. he liked skinny jeans, tight shirts, but he was completely straight. "it's hard to resist labels," he said "so sometimes i just give in and let them say what they want to say." i think that's a terrible mentality, but what are the choices? give in and fit in, or stand up and be harassed.
many people are obsessed with adopting children from third world countries, i admit i would like a multi cultural house as well. but there is a line, how come other countries are more attractive to fix, rather than looking internally and fixing our own?
one student in the youth group that was helping us, her name was tori or vicki she let you pick, and she was wearing a tank top. when it was 50 degrees outside. she borrowed her youth pastors sweatshirt since she didn't have her own.
another student was off by himself, unincluded, and in talking to him i found that he was obsessed with japanese culture but no one was willing to listen to him. he knew more about japanese swords than i would ever want to know.
the last student i talked to in depth was a boy who was just hitting high school. he had been thrown into a school he didn't want, due to the columbus city school lottery. he liked skinny jeans, tight shirts, but he was completely straight. "it's hard to resist labels," he said "so sometimes i just give in and let them say what they want to say." i think that's a terrible mentality, but what are the choices? give in and fit in, or stand up and be harassed.
many people are obsessed with adopting children from third world countries, i admit i would like a multi cultural house as well. but there is a line, how come other countries are more attractive to fix, rather than looking internally and fixing our own?
wishful prayer.
hey god it's me again, knocking on your chamber door. i can't afford to hear "nevermore" anymore, i need answers. i need a sign.
they say you work mysteriously, in ways that can't be seen. i don't want that. i want a loud god, one who will sweep me away from hurt and harm. one who will hand me coffee and say "sit down, take care of yourself, i've got it covered."
hey god it's me again, standing on your porch. it's like a house, where you know the family is inside and they won't open the door. show me the way, guide me the way.
i'm trying to do everything, and nothing is panning out. tell me a story, lord, when the lights have all dimmed, about when it will be alright again.
hey god, not going to lie, i'm happy for what i have. and yet i'm missing a piece in the 1000 piece puzzle. feels like that piece is you.
so reveal yourself, i call you to me. i call you to those who need you.
listening to: "dancing" by elisa.
they say you work mysteriously, in ways that can't be seen. i don't want that. i want a loud god, one who will sweep me away from hurt and harm. one who will hand me coffee and say "sit down, take care of yourself, i've got it covered."
hey god it's me again, standing on your porch. it's like a house, where you know the family is inside and they won't open the door. show me the way, guide me the way.
i'm trying to do everything, and nothing is panning out. tell me a story, lord, when the lights have all dimmed, about when it will be alright again.
hey god, not going to lie, i'm happy for what i have. and yet i'm missing a piece in the 1000 piece puzzle. feels like that piece is you.
so reveal yourself, i call you to me. i call you to those who need you.
listening to: "dancing" by elisa.
Sunday 15 February 2009
relax.
now that i feel back to myself, i am writing a cheery post about something. i just haven't figured out what yet.
lately, my circle has been divided over who is willing to forgive, who to trust, who to tell. objects that seemed attractive at first are losing their sheen, and revealing the ugly undertones. trust has been compromised, thanks to the one person in the group who seems to never know when to shush.
i've gone back to my roots in the past week, figured out why i am where i am, and why i chose this way.
i discovered that what is new, is not always beautiful. always be prepared for consequences, but sometimes it's better to care about the consequences later.
you are an individual, if you feel that characteristic is being compromised remember that the other person is no better than you, and you no better than they. (Matt 20:16?!)
never let your faith in someone fade, unless they completely shoot themselves in the foot.
i refuse to forgive someone so utterly wrong, but i appreiciate my friends telling me i should forgive anyway. i still will not forgive, now anyway.
keep your best friends close, stand by them with everything you have.
that's about it, what i have found out this week anyway. i haven't figured out how i will deal with all these realizations yet, but that's another chapter, and i don't have the Zeit right now to psychoanalyze myself.
not very cheery. drat. avast!
listening to: "you make it real" by james morrison.
lately, my circle has been divided over who is willing to forgive, who to trust, who to tell. objects that seemed attractive at first are losing their sheen, and revealing the ugly undertones. trust has been compromised, thanks to the one person in the group who seems to never know when to shush.
i've gone back to my roots in the past week, figured out why i am where i am, and why i chose this way.
i discovered that what is new, is not always beautiful. always be prepared for consequences, but sometimes it's better to care about the consequences later.
you are an individual, if you feel that characteristic is being compromised remember that the other person is no better than you, and you no better than they. (Matt 20:16?!)
never let your faith in someone fade, unless they completely shoot themselves in the foot.
i refuse to forgive someone so utterly wrong, but i appreiciate my friends telling me i should forgive anyway. i still will not forgive, now anyway.
keep your best friends close, stand by them with everything you have.
that's about it, what i have found out this week anyway. i haven't figured out how i will deal with all these realizations yet, but that's another chapter, and i don't have the Zeit right now to psychoanalyze myself.
not very cheery. drat. avast!
listening to: "you make it real" by james morrison.
Wednesday 11 February 2009
truth.
""I am selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle. However, if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
-marilyn monroe
-marilyn monroe
Tuesday 10 February 2009
OP, numba 3.
When I was 5, my younger brother (age three) was diagnosed with Autism. The year he was diagnosed, 1996, no doctor had heard of Autism, or knew what to do with the children that showed symptoms of having this learning disability. My mother had to sue Reynoldsburg School Systems, research for why my brother wasn‘t developing mentally as fast as other students, and fight to prove everyone wrong. What I would like to discuss in this OP is how I believe in standing by your principals, even when everyone says you are wrong, within reason.
My mother upheld this idea by standing by her principals by researching, I am not saying to stand by your principals if you are ignorant of other viewpoints. Take the election as an example. Obama fans were bashing McCain fans, McCain fans were bashing Obama fans. Emotions ran high. However there was always the blind supporter, who loved anything their candidate said, without ever checking their opinions for fact. When brought into an argument, the supporter often became violent, because they came to the abrupt realization that they had nothing to back themselves up.
Closer to home, I hold my values of family closer than anything. It is what I believe in. Understand that my family isn’t exactly conventional, with there only being 10 biological members. The rest is made up of friends who are so close to me they may as well be my family. I will stand by them, definitely take their side in a fight. We keep each other accountable on our beliefs, and make sure we all have conclusive principals. We do not agree all the time, of course, which is a central part of family.
Now, take people in International Justice mission. They are working to free the 27 million slaves worldwide, with stations all over the world where they word to free sex slaves, forced laborers, and those who are victims of land grabbing. They stand by what they believe, and work for what they believe, because they know it is right, and they have proof of why they work for what they do.
The reason for this OP comes from the past few weeks of my life, where I have been challenged and accused of not being real. I stand by my principals, and will not move them unless I find out I am soundly wrong. So this Occasional Paper is a call for understanding, for forgiveness, for principals. A call to stand by what you believe, without being afraid of being wrong.
As much that my mother annoys me some days, I keep her close as a role model. Hopefully some day I can help someone learn the way she taught those doctors who said that Autism was not real.
My mother upheld this idea by standing by her principals by researching, I am not saying to stand by your principals if you are ignorant of other viewpoints. Take the election as an example. Obama fans were bashing McCain fans, McCain fans were bashing Obama fans. Emotions ran high. However there was always the blind supporter, who loved anything their candidate said, without ever checking their opinions for fact. When brought into an argument, the supporter often became violent, because they came to the abrupt realization that they had nothing to back themselves up.
Closer to home, I hold my values of family closer than anything. It is what I believe in. Understand that my family isn’t exactly conventional, with there only being 10 biological members. The rest is made up of friends who are so close to me they may as well be my family. I will stand by them, definitely take their side in a fight. We keep each other accountable on our beliefs, and make sure we all have conclusive principals. We do not agree all the time, of course, which is a central part of family.
Now, take people in International Justice mission. They are working to free the 27 million slaves worldwide, with stations all over the world where they word to free sex slaves, forced laborers, and those who are victims of land grabbing. They stand by what they believe, and work for what they believe, because they know it is right, and they have proof of why they work for what they do.
The reason for this OP comes from the past few weeks of my life, where I have been challenged and accused of not being real. I stand by my principals, and will not move them unless I find out I am soundly wrong. So this Occasional Paper is a call for understanding, for forgiveness, for principals. A call to stand by what you believe, without being afraid of being wrong.
As much that my mother annoys me some days, I keep her close as a role model. Hopefully some day I can help someone learn the way she taught those doctors who said that Autism was not real.
Monday 9 February 2009
settle.
what's so wrong with being single? is it a fear of being alone, a fear of being forgotten? what is gained from jumping from lover to lover like an insane leapfrog?
the relationship is all the sweeter when it is worked toward, when it is gained through work. rather than waiting and endlessly romantically wishing.
have faith if you're single, it's always fun. stay strong if you're taken, leave nothing for granted.
the relationship is all the sweeter when it is worked toward, when it is gained through work. rather than waiting and endlessly romantically wishing.
have faith if you're single, it's always fun. stay strong if you're taken, leave nothing for granted.
Sunday 8 February 2009
desert.
faith. it's something we all have, and we keep it in fashions that are all different. i'm not just dicussing the christian faith, but other types. faith in ourselves, faith in others, faith in belonging.
what if your surroundings were taken away? what if you had no one to lean on? where would your faiths lay?
i was thinking this during church today, about how many believers would believe without their church family to lean on. if it was all stripped away, would god be enough? he should be, but would he be?
listening to: "light up the sky" by yellowcard/
what if your surroundings were taken away? what if you had no one to lean on? where would your faiths lay?
i was thinking this during church today, about how many believers would believe without their church family to lean on. if it was all stripped away, would god be enough? he should be, but would he be?
listening to: "light up the sky" by yellowcard/
Saturday 7 February 2009
shards.
what brings you back to a person again and again, even if you know it's wrong?
i believe it is because when we fall for someone, we give them a snippet of our heart. and are willing to have it damaged/torn for whatever could work out. these pieces are never returned, so if an old flame starts to look good again, off you go. at the least, you'll be mildly atrracted to them even though you know it's so wrong.
so you'll be more willing to sit with them, talk with them, all for a connection you think is there.
i'm in a bit of a philisophical mood tonight, probably due to the sugar intake and hour of the night. i started this blog so i would stop harassing people every day on facebook with tags to my notes, but i've started to miss ye olde fb. it was the instant gratification i think, the fact that you knew people would be reading what you bothered to ponder. but here there is less pressure, because it's more open and i couldn't care less who reads this.
unless you're a creep. then you got to go.
listening to: "a drop in the ocean" by the district.
i believe it is because when we fall for someone, we give them a snippet of our heart. and are willing to have it damaged/torn for whatever could work out. these pieces are never returned, so if an old flame starts to look good again, off you go. at the least, you'll be mildly atrracted to them even though you know it's so wrong.
so you'll be more willing to sit with them, talk with them, all for a connection you think is there.
i'm in a bit of a philisophical mood tonight, probably due to the sugar intake and hour of the night. i started this blog so i would stop harassing people every day on facebook with tags to my notes, but i've started to miss ye olde fb. it was the instant gratification i think, the fact that you knew people would be reading what you bothered to ponder. but here there is less pressure, because it's more open and i couldn't care less who reads this.
unless you're a creep. then you got to go.
listening to: "a drop in the ocean" by the district.
Friday 6 February 2009
discovered.
i have steadily found out that i have way more readers than i thought i ever would, so hello my new internet stalker friends!
i can't believe this is my last time registering for classes at a high school. kind of surreal. but i'm graduating with way more credits than needed, and with some serious community service so i'll be alright.
thinking about the future, i have decided what to do for my 18th birthday. since it's on a thursday this year, i figure friday will be piercing day and saturday will be tattoo day. i want to get my ears double piecered and my cartiledge done on the right side. then for tattoo day i want to get a puzzle piece with a heart in it on the back of my shoulder. why a puzzle piece you ask? puzzle pieces are the symbol for autism (hello, brother) like how ribbons are for cancer and such.
i would go more in depth, but i'll be up early tomorrow saving the world, so must sleep. lots of love.
listening to: "forget about you" by cary brothers.
i can't believe this is my last time registering for classes at a high school. kind of surreal. but i'm graduating with way more credits than needed, and with some serious community service so i'll be alright.
thinking about the future, i have decided what to do for my 18th birthday. since it's on a thursday this year, i figure friday will be piercing day and saturday will be tattoo day. i want to get my ears double piecered and my cartiledge done on the right side. then for tattoo day i want to get a puzzle piece with a heart in it on the back of my shoulder. why a puzzle piece you ask? puzzle pieces are the symbol for autism (hello, brother) like how ribbons are for cancer and such.
i would go more in depth, but i'll be up early tomorrow saving the world, so must sleep. lots of love.
listening to: "forget about you" by cary brothers.
Wednesday 4 February 2009
watching.
i've decided reccently that i'm tired of being let down. so i'm ditching expectations of everything. it all will become new, and wonderful experiences. if i hold everything up to a standard, what will ever be excellent enough to meet what i want?
example: lakeside 2008. we wanted it to be better than 2007, so we kept comparing it to that. we were miserable, wondering what we had done for fun. but the second we stopped trying to find entertainment and let the fun find us, it was a lovely year.
think about it.
listening to: "second chance"-shinedown. (doesn't make a bit of sense, but i like it.)
example: lakeside 2008. we wanted it to be better than 2007, so we kept comparing it to that. we were miserable, wondering what we had done for fun. but the second we stopped trying to find entertainment and let the fun find us, it was a lovely year.
think about it.
listening to: "second chance"-shinedown. (doesn't make a bit of sense, but i like it.)
Tuesday 3 February 2009
"you said there's tons of fish in the water, so the water i will test."
so i have a new song that a stalk, i'll paste the parts i like below. it's a rap song by twista, that states problems honestly, but then faith evans in the chorus brings in the hope... so here's "hope" by twista/faith evans.
"I wish the way I was livin' could stop
Servin' rocks, knowin' the cops is hot when I'm on the block
And I - wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer
When the streets get the upper hand understand we lose a brother
And I - wish I could go deep in the zoneAnd lift the spirits of the world with words within this song (I wish)
And I - wish I could teach us all to fly
Take away the pain out your hands and help you hold 'em high
And I - wish God had never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers (I wish)
And I - wish God would've turned they hearts righteous
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers
But uh - we will never break though they devastate
We shall motivate, and we gotta pray, all we got is faith
Instead of thinkin' about who gon' die today
The Lord is gon' help you feel better so you ain't gotta cry today
Sit at the light so long
And then we gotta move straight forward cause we bite so strong
So when right go wrong
Just say a lil' prayer, get your money man, life goes on...
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a wayI know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful
I wish that you would show some love
Instead of hatin' so much when you see some other people comin' up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing
Write some music and have them trippin' off the joy I bring
Shit - I wish that we can hold hands
Listenin' instead of dissin', lessons from a grown man (I wish)
And I - wish the families that lack but got love
Get some stacks, brand new shack, and a 'Llac that's on dubs
And I - wish we could keep achieving wonders
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder (I wish)
You feel me - and I hope all the kids eat
And don't nobody in my family see six feet - ya dig?
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a wayI know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful
You can be wrong if it's you doubtin'With the faith of a mustard seed, you can move mountains
And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt
Just let it go and keep prayin' on your knees in church
Just be hopeful
I'm obsessed with finding christianity in secular music, reading rap lyrics online and discovering the hidden words, and other musical insanity. so if you don't really do the whole "god thing" and want to know some good music, want some god music, or just don't care, contact me. i got cha.
"I wish the way I was livin' could stop
Servin' rocks, knowin' the cops is hot when I'm on the block
And I - wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer
When the streets get the upper hand understand we lose a brother
And I - wish I could go deep in the zoneAnd lift the spirits of the world with words within this song (I wish)
And I - wish I could teach us all to fly
Take away the pain out your hands and help you hold 'em high
And I - wish God had never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers (I wish)
And I - wish God would've turned they hearts righteous
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers
But uh - we will never break though they devastate
We shall motivate, and we gotta pray, all we got is faith
Instead of thinkin' about who gon' die today
The Lord is gon' help you feel better so you ain't gotta cry today
Sit at the light so long
And then we gotta move straight forward cause we bite so strong
So when right go wrong
Just say a lil' prayer, get your money man, life goes on...
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a wayI know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful
I wish that you would show some love
Instead of hatin' so much when you see some other people comin' up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing
Write some music and have them trippin' off the joy I bring
Shit - I wish that we can hold hands
Listenin' instead of dissin', lessons from a grown man (I wish)
And I - wish the families that lack but got love
Get some stacks, brand new shack, and a 'Llac that's on dubs
And I - wish we could keep achieving wonders
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder (I wish)
You feel me - and I hope all the kids eat
And don't nobody in my family see six feet - ya dig?
Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it, let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful, and He'll make a wayI know it ain't easy but - that's okay
Just be hopeful
You can be wrong if it's you doubtin'With the faith of a mustard seed, you can move mountains
And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt
Just let it go and keep prayin' on your knees in church
Just be hopeful
I'm obsessed with finding christianity in secular music, reading rap lyrics online and discovering the hidden words, and other musical insanity. so if you don't really do the whole "god thing" and want to know some good music, want some god music, or just don't care, contact me. i got cha.
Monday 2 February 2009
home.
if there was a word to combine amazing and terrible, that would be what i would use to describe this weekend. the house was amazing, the friends were amazing, but other parts were not going for me so much.
but then in an effort to fix the issues, we hurt the feelings of those who planned the earlier activities. the "mature" tried to force the still growing. overall, it was forgotten that we were on a level playing field, that everyone is the same. no one should have to prove their worth to anyone except god.
we went out and stood on frozen lake erie at night to steal a few conversations without interruption, but what did we have to hide? we had to hide our honest opinions of others, to remain a loving group. but where does love start and honesty begin? shouldn't they be interrelated? i don't think so. i love someone as a child of god, and i won't bash them by telling them all their "bad" qualities to make them stop being obnoxious.
the bonds developed were amazing, the laughter never ended. yet neither did the tension, and i don't expect it will soon.
but then in an effort to fix the issues, we hurt the feelings of those who planned the earlier activities. the "mature" tried to force the still growing. overall, it was forgotten that we were on a level playing field, that everyone is the same. no one should have to prove their worth to anyone except god.
we went out and stood on frozen lake erie at night to steal a few conversations without interruption, but what did we have to hide? we had to hide our honest opinions of others, to remain a loving group. but where does love start and honesty begin? shouldn't they be interrelated? i don't think so. i love someone as a child of god, and i won't bash them by telling them all their "bad" qualities to make them stop being obnoxious.
the bonds developed were amazing, the laughter never ended. yet neither did the tension, and i don't expect it will soon.
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