Saturday, March 26, 2011

I’ve prayed all my life, for someone like you
A friend that shares my heart, the way that you do
We have so much in common, and we both love the Lord
What more could a girl wish for
God has shown me so much, since you came into my life. I cant wait to see what He’s gonna do in his time.



Cause we have something real
We have something true
And though the world is screaming NO!
We’ll keep pushing through
Cause God’s got a plan
Our future is in His hands
Our hearts are surrendered
We’ll follow God to the end 
…Our hearts together for Him



We’re learning to stay strong
Even when life is going so wrong
Surrendering everything
Resting in God’s peace
We’re clinging to the cross
Praying with all of our heart
Listening for His voice
Worshipping Like we never have before
This is all in God’s plan
No one can stop us
Cause our lives are forever in His hands.

This is something worth fighting for
So rare and beautiful
You are one of God’s gifts to me
You make me smile
You make me laugh
You can heal my hurt oh so fast
I’m in awe that God gave you to me.......................
Last night was an awesome night for me. I was able to work at the channel which is a place in downtown Greenville where they have Christian concerts. The wedding, The Letter Black, Decipher Down, and Head were the artist. I helped by doing the merchandise table for The Letter Black and The wedding. The girl singer in the band The letter black started singing “screamo” and I got so excited I danced like a fool. I got several pictures and autographs. The only sad part was I was only able to hear the concert rather than see them since I had to sell merchandise. I really hope to have another opportunity like this soon! 



Saturday, March 12, 2011

This week has been spring break and it has been great. However, I notice that after every break I always seem more tired than when I left. It is like I need a vacation from vacation. This makes no sense to me at all. I spent the whole week with my friends watching TV, eating, then spent hours walking around Walmart almost every night. Needless to say, us college kids have no life. Spending time with my friend Shaggy was the greatest. No, his real name is not Shaggy. David is his name and Hardcore Parkour is his game. We practiced flips and karate and all this other crazy stuff. Well, this week has come to an end and i'm ready to jump back into school and work like I never had before.
Well today has been pretty interesting due to many different issues. My sister woke me up to go celebrate her birthday and I was not ready to get up. My bed was screaming don't leave me. We went to the mall and she got a build-a-bear like she does every year. Actually, it was a cat which seems weird to me. We then went to Frankie's Fun Park and raced go-carts. The race got rather competitive and I tied for second. We got home and as I was laying on my couch mom comes rushing in the door saying that my cat had gone across the street. I jumped up faster than lightning to go get her. Well the neighbors cat attacked my cat and I ran over to break it up. My cat is just a kitten so i'm super protective of her. Two cars were coming down the road and my cat was headed for the road. I jumped in the middle and made the cars stop. They had plenty of time to come to a stop but the driver got mad and blew the horn at me. My response to this was to not move until he stopped. Once he came to a stop I finished crossing the street and my little kitty was safe. The end!

Saturday, March 5, 2011


Some may find putt putt intimidating, silly, fun, or challenging. Putt putt has a mixture of all those descriptions. Many times when someone says anything about playing putt putt, stories come flooding out of their mouths like a plague. Whether it be about an awesome shot or how they hit the ball right off the tiny course. The starting point of each course is always the most intimidating. A person must figure out the angle the ball needs to go, what might be in the way, and how hard to hit it. Once the first shot has taken place, the real game begins. Some may get perfect shots, yet other times they might end up between a rock and a hard place. (literally) The goal is to get the lowest score. However, with obstacles such as rocks, poles, bumps, hills, bridges and much more; it can become rather hard to achieve that goal. The last hole is normally the most fun. The hole itself is bottomless so kids are amazed that their ball dissapered. They spend several min staring down the hole in astonishment.  In the end, the game becomes rather fun and full of laughter. Defiantly something families can enjoy together.

The process in making cigarettes is very complicated. Just the blending alone can take a lot of time. However, after the bleanding process is over, the shape of the cigarettes start to take place. “After blending,  tobacco leaves are pressed into cakes and mechanically shredded. Materials such as fruit juices or menthol are added to give additional flavor. The final shredded tobacco is then dispersed over a continuous roll of cigarette paper. A machine rolls the shredded tobacco into the paper and cuts it to the desired length. A device then grabs each cigarette and fastens a filter in one end. Modern cigarette machines can produce 25-30 cigarettes a second.”
“Cigarette smoke contains over 4,000 chemicals, including 43 known cancer-causing (carcinogenic) compounds and 400 other toxins. These include nicotine, tar, and carbon monoxide, as well as formaldehyde, ammonia, hydrogen cyanide, arsenic, and DDT.Nicotine is highly addictive. Smoke containing nicotine is inhaled into the lungs, and the nicotine reaches your brain in just six seconds.Nicotine in small doses acts as a stimulant to the brain. In large doses, it's a depressant, inhibiting the flow of signals between nerve cells. In even larger doses, it's a lethal poison, affecting the heart, blood vessels, and hormones.”( Quit Smoking)

Now the question is, if these effects happen to people who smoke; what happens to the innoscent standbys who inhale the smoke? Secondhand smoke is like an invisible murderer waiting for the next breath he can snatch away. A person who smokes has an advantage that the standbys do not have. The end of the cigarette has a filter that makes cigarettes not as harmful. However, people who inhale second-hand smoke, do not get the advantage of a filter. The toxins act like undercover assasins sneaj=king into the body to destroy the blood stream and so much more. Just the smoke alone can do so much damage. “Moving down to the chest, smoke passesthrough the breathing tubes. Hydrogen cyanide and other chemicals in the smoke attack the lining of the tubes, inflaming them and causing that chronic smoker's cough. The tubes are weakened, and more likely to get bronchial infections. Mucus secretion in the lungs is impaired,
 also leading to chronic coughing.” ( Quit Smoking)
             Smoke not only effects the lungs, but the heart, digestive system, and organs. Every year over 49400 pepole are killed from second hand smoke. How can society punish a person who is a murderer, yet ignore an act that kills as well. Smoke is killing more people than even a war does. Is this murderer invisible, or do we just choose to ignore it?


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Saturday, February 19, 2011


            Does dressing in the newest clothing make a person fashionable? According to society that is exactly the definition of “fashionable.” However, there are so many different styles to take into account. Styles such as: Name Brands, Punk, Prep, Country, Rocker, Skater, and more. So how can society limit the word “fashionable?” If a person dresses smart, he\she is considered nerdy. If a person dresses in all name brands, he\she is considered popular. This is why there are clicks in this world. People are so judgmental when it comes to appearance. Individuality is such a beautiful thing. We were all created different and in the image of God. Fashionable should be individual preference. Never should it be what the world thinks is best. If people began to see themselves as beautiful, because God made them, then there would never be anything about needing to fit in. Fashion would not even matter. Beauty is confidence.