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Can Life Be Too Grood?

HAHAH! I'm back.  It's been a few months, sorry about that.  I feel like I don't have a whole lot to say, but I'm in a ponderous mood, and maybe typing some stuff will be grood...i mean great...and good...good and great.

Question:  Which bear is best?

Answer:  False.  Black bear.  Bears eat beets.  Bears, beets, Battlestar Galactica.

If you watch the Office, you will be rolling on da floor laughing and perhaps peeing one's pantalones. 

Okay, so maybe i'll just update on life and stuff, it's a good way to process life (in general), so if you get real bored just stop reading and read gina or mack's sites because they at least involve soul searching and/or brilliant thoughts. 

Occurrances that have occurred recently:

• Gradumacated this past Saturday..woot!  Congrats to all those gradumacators out there, it's finally semi-over!
• Developed an overwhelming desire to play my violin more....i very much want to join a quartet/small group. (but i've been saying this for 4 years, so who knows)
• Was accepted to the K-state vet school...woot! Nervousness shall ensue in good time, but for now i'm antsy to get my edumacation rolling.
• Have had to say good-bye to one very special roomie.  I miss-a my Bridget already. 
• Have had to start thinking about relationships....very happy but scary too :)
• Re-developed an overwhelming desire to go to Africa.  Since sophomore year of high school i've wanted to go to Botswana (thank you Jessi Tibbets).   The more i research Africa though, the more my heart yearns for those countries with the most suffering.  But by God's grace, i'll get there eventually. (It hasn't helped that i've seen movies like Blood Diamond and Hotel Rwanda in the past couple o'weeks), they're inspiring.
• Have become an omnivore once again after 3 years of herbivorocity.  Don't be shocked, it's no big deal,  i just feel like it's time to eat meat again. 
• Have discovered the power of God and the beauty of complete dependence upon Him. 

Doesn't it seem like my life is going a little too well?  I just cry out to God praising Him for His providence and deliverance.  In a million years i could never imagine Him blessing me in the ways He has.  He's given me such precious women in my life who remind me how to be humble and strong in Christ. And the godly men that surround me are tophies of Christ that gleam with Power and Truth of the gospel.  He's given me the deepest desires of my heart and endless possibilities for the future.  So why am I uneasy?  Is it my stupidity in thinking that happiness can be a sin?  I'm certainly not comfortable in my happiness.  I know full well that i am challenged daily by the very blessings God has bestowed upon me.  Thus, i rest easy knowing that God is pushing me.  Perhaps He is providing the resources i will need in the strenuous days that lie ahead.  He is so good to me and of course i will never deserve His wisdom, His council, His providence, or His love, but yet while i am a sinner, He has granted me all of these gifts.  My prayer is that I won't fall into the mundane, or be content with it.  I want to live out every second of my life by living, and not for myself.  Can I? Is this possible?  I feel myself being changed from within, and it's hard change.   Father, you are so faithful, you won't abandon me after reshaping me more and more into your image.  Allow my heart to be synchronized to Your Will.  Break me. 

And again He whispers, "My GRACE is sufficient, for my power is made perfect in weakness." 

As Wichita falls, so falls Wichita Falls...

WOW!!! So, does anyone read this anymore?   I feel like I'm trespassing on forgotten land, each letter I type feels solitary, unknown  (I feel like that last sentence was rather poetic....ummm..or just whimsical....or maybe it was just a sentence).   Anywho, I miss you guys, you cool xanga reader/poster types. I know my bro still posts, but I've been a bum and a little unable to read said posts, and i think that goes for everyone else.  Forgiv-a-ness, preeze.  

Well, apology over, I thought I might write about what's been happening since whenever I posted last.  Let's go with list-type style, eh?   Allons-y!

• Showered pretty much daily (you're relieved I'm sure) :)
• Indy defeated the evil Mole King in the backyard (i.e. she killed a mole and left it rotting in the back yard under a pile of leaves that the innocent Rachel Lawn stumbled across during a game of run-around-the-yard)
• Watched 800,000 movies (or something close to that) 
• Ate 6,039,415,378 Kcal worth of foods (mostly ice cream and chocolate....vegetables were scattered throughout the diet, maybe) 
• Went on a billion walks with Indy
• Trained a beautiful sorrel foal named Dottie (and she turned out normal! can you believe it!)
• Learned about every major organ system of about 6 different phyla of animals....oh your jealous i know.  (did you know that birds breathe through their parabronchi?!  and that elasmobranchs (sharks, rays, skates) are just about the only aquatic animals that excrete urea-- most other fishes pee out ammonia, but the elasmobranchs went with urea...which is what us humans excrete as well).
• Took 6 final exams (lost approximately one arm and one leg to each....i am now made up of about one kidney, half a liver, and a chunk of pancreas...i'm hideous i know)
• Had an interview at the K-state Vet college!  (i think it went ok, i'll know if i'm IN in about 2ish weeks)
• Spent countless hours chilling with the roomies/watching Zach play Zelda on the Wii
• Read more books than I thought I'd get to read this semester (Corey! i just finished Handmaid's tale yesterday, so good! Oh, and I would recommend Against All Hope to any and everyone)
• Wrestled a cobra (that one's not actually true, but it makes my life seem more interesting)
• Wrestled a pony....no comment
• Fell in love with Jesus all over again.  Colossians 1:15-20...gets me every time

umm...and that's a rough synopsis of my life up till now.  I hope you guys out there in Xanga-world are doing well!  I may not talk to you soon through this media, so until we meet again have a vunderful Christmas and a Happy happy New Year!!!   And don't forget to praise God for this amazing world He gave us.....love you guys, bye now.

What would you do for a Klondike bar?

I've decided the title of my posts is going to be the thought that i'm having at the time...this time, you're stuck with the inevitable question of what you would succumb to in face of the irresistable yumminess of a chocolatey ice cream bar thingy.   Perhaps if you start with what you're thinking of at the moment, the post will turn into a structured, coherent essay on the true nature of your everyday enigma.

So, klondike bars.  I've never actually had one....is that bad?  The commercials certainly sell them quite well.  Chocolate covered ice cream that you get to work for? Bring it on.  Although, instead of climbing Mt. Everest or building a spacecraft, I would probably just fork over the buck-and-a-half and enjoy my ice cream novelty treat whilst....whilst doing whatever a person does whilst enjoying an ice cream novelty treat. (we should use "whilst" much more often in conversation) Yes...so where was i going with that?

Oh yeah, so xanga-ites have disappeared.  There are a few faithful who still remain, but on the whole we've vanished. Many, it appears, have been dazzled by the intoxicating, stalkerish-distractedness of the facebook mini-feed, and some...well, they went and climbed Mt. Everest and later received an ice cream novelty treat for their efforts.  ...........I feel like I'm rambling...anyone else noticing this?  oh wait, no one's reading this b/c they're eating klondikes and commenting on people's walls....is it weird that we all have walls?  A thousand years from now I wonder if textbooks will tell of the strange habits college students of the 21st century had when they began building walls in order to leave strange comments like "what's up, holler back, yo," for friends, or if they'll think relationships between people weren't official until a person confirmed it on facebook. Hmmm...oh places we'll go.

Well, ummmmm......that was random. ...and now i don't have much else to say. Wait, a thought just popped into me noggin.  Where has all the time gone?  I'm sitting on the couch watching M*A*S*H with my roomies one day, and the next day my brother is "non-dating" and pumpkins are being carved and I'm writing down a Christmas list!!!! AHHHHHH! i'm a senior....i don't like changes, I feel like i'm becoming a cranky old woman and i'm not sure i like it.  My life has turned into a rhythm of: 
1)  waking up (usually 15-20 minutes after alarm clock has beeped)
2) learning about beef cattle/bat sperm/racism/lunging/numerous other weird things
3) researching cancer
4) eating (here and there)
5) hanging out with my favorite Carmen/Gina/Jen/Mel/Jenni/other cool peeps
6) watching MASH w/roomies
7) reading about beef cattle/bat sperm/racism/etc...
8) talking to Jesus (here and there)
9) and then going to sleep to repeat the same thing the next day

I like this rhythm, and when it gets upset, I, in turn get upset and cranky....but then I'm distracted by something new and I move on.  So....all in all, I'd forget the Klondike bar and settle for my Klondike barless life anyday...just as long as it included Jesus, friends, and bat sperm....ok, forget that last one, replace with anything else.

Wouldn't the World Be Better If....

- ice cream was served at every meal

- dogs always got to chase rabbits/squirrels/small birds/trucks

- everyone used their blinkers

- beds made themselves and pillows were always at the perfect firmness

- everyone could be on speaking terms with Batman

- lima beans never existed

- Jesus came back

- celebrities were ignored (oxymoronic, i know, but it'd still be nice)

- every child was loved and given second chances (think about it, if this were the case, would there ever be any bitter/angry adults?)

- T.V. was left undiscovered

- plastic lunchboxes were still 'in' (hah, i just had a mental image:  george bush having lunch with his cabinet and everyone brings a plastic lunchbox....i feel like g.w. would have a 'mighty mouse' lunchbox, and he'd probably have fruit snacks...just a hunch)

- nap time was enforced for all ages and classes

- our fathers of ages past could tell us what they think of today's fathers

- everyone found the artist within themselves

- first impressions didn't count

- everyone could be astronauts when they grow up

- selfishness was scorned, and humility was praised

- Christ's sacrifice was acknowledged and accepted in every heart

- we could all just get along

Break of Day

I dreamt of freedom my last night here, of untamed oceans and rivers weird. 

Of waves and gulls, of open skies.  Of wary shores, of untold lies.

I walked the paths of unknown men, the Forests trembled, "Again...again?" 

How long will man decieve his soul? How long can freedom take its Toll?

For many men will go and come, but naught will keep what he hath won. 

God giveth man what He taketh away, and in return, will man obey?

Yet time wears on, He's come, He's gone, and now we wait for Break of Day.

-Anonymous