I don't care.

I don't care what legend says to be true. In my heart I still believe in his goodness. If only someone would tell him the truth, hug him and love him. We could get rid of all that evil growing inside him. I'm willing to help. I mean seriously folks. Loook at him.

Does he look like he could really be the villian of the story?

Giving

I found out today that the church where i coach quizzing doesn't pay for the quizzers. The pastor and his wife do. The church is so small, it doesn't have a youth budget to cover that stuff. Once we get caught up on our bills--i think we can afford the $15 a month for these kids at the district level. I guess the parents were going to buy the jump seats too--not the congregation. I have to figure out a way to get this church involved. Its the responsibility of the church to encourage/affirm/take care of/ its members. Anyone wanting to help send some kids to nationals--let me know (this means you former quizzers and people involved with quizzing that knows how important nationals can be-its where scott and i met--i think--right rachel? Bobby Van who?)

In other news--to drain even more of your money (as i know you donated to the nationals fund) Jeremy and I are also looking for fundraising ideas and donations to keep the cost of EC camp from increasing by like $75. next year.

My quiz portion was found--but not where i left it. curious, i think so.

ode to my quiz portion and other ramblings

Oh Quiz Portion how I miss you. I can't believe someone stole you away. You were highlighted so beautifully and had such a majestic nature. If it had been up to me, a strip search of every person attending the quiz would have taken place to return you to me. But instead-you are with another. I then found a new love--a smaller, black quiz portion-and I soon grew to love its multicolored chapters although never as grand as yours. THEN SCOTT LOST THE NEW LOVE-and I am alone, and portionless.

Anyway: I'm bored. about a bajillion years ago (or like a week) i was tagged:

7 things I plan to do before I die:

Get a masters degree
have kid (s)
Get a house
learn sign language
cook thanksgiving dinner
defeat paper mario without help
write a book

7 things I can do:

listen
coach a quiz team
make cookies
sing in the shower
dance in the rain
help others
play DDR in public without being embarrassed

7 things I cannot do:

eat raw meat
go to bed early
rollerblade without breaking something
travel the world (no dollars to do it)
watch anything scary before bed
cure cancer
build a teleporter

7 things that attract me to another person:

Eyes
Smile
sense of humor
belief system
compassion
calf muscles
laugh

7 things that I say most often:

I know, right?
I totally heart ___!
no for real now.
i can do what i want
you don't know EVERYTHING!

I'm sure theres more-feel free to leave them in the comment section as i can't think of what they might be.


7 celebrity crushes:

Paul Rudd (curse him!)
William H Macy
Michael J Fox
Steve Zhan
Johnny Depp
Rupert Grint
Hugh Grant

7 people tagged to continue the fun:

Megan
Scott
Melanie
Ryan
Lexa
Rachel
Joel

Alright all. Have a good day. I'm going to memorize Romans chapter 4. GRR. And think of ways to make my quiz team happy. And maybe look for my missing quiz portion. We'll see.

Micah 7:7

I was frustrated. Had a lot to say, to a lot of people. Found this verse instead. I hope it means something to someone. If not--well, it means something to me.

I posted several different versions--Read them all, if you like a certain one--let me kn0w why.

Micah 7:7

But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me. (New American Standard)

But as for me, I watch in hope for the LORD, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me.
(New International Version)

As for me, I look to the LORD for his help. I wait confidently for God to save me, and my God will certainly hear me (New Living Translation)

But me, I'm not giving up. I'm sticking around to see what GOD will do. I'm waiting for God to make things right. I'm counting on God to listen to me. (the Message)

worst feeling in the world: waiting for the phone to ring, realizing that every minute it doesn't is a waste of time and probably decreasing your chances.