For some reason Blogger wasn’t working yesterday, so I will mix two days in one. Yesterday I went to get my learners permit. I passed the written test, for the most part it was simple I scored 18 right out of 20……but I failed the vision test for my right eye. So now I have to go to an eye doctor so they can tell the DMV that I should get my learners permit because I just have a lazy eye. There are tons of people with glasses as wide as my computer screen out there driving, so why shouldn’t I be allowed to drive?

Today I went personal witnessing at a university. It was fun, met a few cool people. We got one soul. Everyone here says they’re saved already, so we going to try to get Bible classes started so they can learn more about what true Christianity is, and get better knowledge of the Bible. The two tracts that most people liked in my opinion where the Daniel 2 poster tract, they liked the Bible prophecy side of it, and they got a kick out of What Some People get High On.
I also got the job of being Peter’s personal fatting coach. My goal is make him gain 15 lbs in the next couple of months. I’m going to have to prepare and cook food for him every 3 hours in the daytime, and I’m not getting paid for my labors. I guess the joy of seeing him with meat on his bones will have to be my incentive.

We watched Ladder 49 last night. It was a good movie, kinda had a sad ending, but there was also contained some funny parts. I’d say watch it, unless it was a choice between Much Ado about Nothing and it. Get thee to heaven Beatrice, get thee heaven. Maybe the reason I liked it was because it was filmed and set in my hometown….umm…make that city, Baltimore. Yes, no matter how much I try to hide it I am a Baltimoron.

Took this last summer on Gina’s camera.

It’s difficult to save up money. I’ve been trying to save up for a camera for 2 years now, and I have half the amount that I need for a decent one. It’s frusterating. Office Depot had a sell the other day for a Canon digital camera, it’s normally priced at $300 and something but it was on sell for $200. The only problem was that the sell expired last night so I wasn’t able to check it out. I really want a camera, I really like photography, I will not be completely happy without one. Perhaps another 2 years?

I’m starting to contemplate if I should keep writing in my blog. Nobody comments, so I’m not sure if I have a following or not yet. Most likely because I don’t. Oh well, at least it’s fun for me, and that’s what counts. Lizzy, a friend of mine, announced a couple of days ago the ending of her blog. I wish her luck and godspeed on her adventure to Mexico, remember to ward off the Mexicans on your path with your incredible toes.
I think I had a bad dream last night, I dreamed that Duke lost to… Michigan State. Then I woke up and tried to console myself by repeating that it was only a dream. Well I wish it went that way, but it didn’t. Lil Chris called me at around 9:oo pm to tell me that Duke was down by 6 points(he is a duke supporter by the way, I admit I made him so). For the next 30 mins. as he was watching it he would tell me what happened(I wasn’t able to watch it). He’s such a swell guy sometimes, and if we didn’t lose I would be even more thankful for what he did, but alas we lost, so my joy can only be so full. Duke didn’t deserve to win anyways, they had a sloppy performance and I wish I could slap all of them around right now, but I can’t, because they’re big and stupid. This is supposed to be a thank you to Chris. So thank you Chris!
Today I went out canning. I did horrible but everyone else did just peachy, but I’m happy because your happy(well them anyways). The highlights of my day I saw a bumper sticker that I thought was rather snazzy, and someone gave some British pounds, so I was able to add them to my coin collection. So now on my 18th birthday I’ll be driving up to Canada to have myself a couple of Molsens and perhaps I’ll watch a hockey game(if the NHL comes back.). Then on my 19th birthday I’ll fly over to London, watch a soccer game and drink some beer English Style. The bumper sticker was “Save the enviroment…..plant a Bush back in Texas”.

I personally hate that saying thanks to a interesting guy named Tom Brady, but I’ll get over it someday. Last night we finished our Feast, which lasted for 3 days, it was different this year than the previous ones we had workshops from the boards to discuss changes in our home. The workshops consisted of 18 hours of meetings, but I was incredibly lucky and only partook of 12 hours, the other 6 hours I was watching kids. I’m my home’s secretary so I had lots of notes to take…but it’s all good, because we accomplished a lot, and set some pretty snazzy goals. For instance we’re going to make a soul chart, and our goal for April is 15 souls. I know it’s pretty low, but for us it’s just great. We’re going to try going to Universities, which will be different for me, since I’ve never went to them before for that purpose. One thing I’ll need to work on is to learn to get out of myself, which I’m not to use to doing, it just depends on the circumstances. I’ll also have to learn to hold a proper converstion, which I suck at, and numerous people can testify. Yes, I’m sorta inspired about our new home…well old, but new because we’re changing. Hopefully we’ll actually do and accomplish what we decided on this time, and it won’t be like other times.

A thought came to me today as I was talking to a friend (if he allows the term). The pressure before a game must be horrible, especially if it’s a tournement or final. It’s horrible enough for me, the person cheering for the team, but what about the players. They must live in constant agony. So right now I’m going through a sorrowful period for my team, Duke. The pressure is mounting, and as Mikey, a kid I tooked care of, used to say, “I can’t take the prrreesssure”, in a cute little 8 yr-old voice, that was supposed to imitate a baby. All that to say…Please win DUKE.

I refuse to look like these over weight, big butted, people that I see all over the place while I’m out canning. It’s sickening, it’s gross, and it’s just wrong. They’re all over the place. They walk around, more like shuffle, across the medians, across the street, to the bus stop as if there perfectly normal, and then they look at you as if you’re the screwed up one. No, I’m sorry but I will never get a butt as big as yours. I’m normally to lazy to work out, but thanks to people like the ones mentioned above, I”ll be working out daily.

“I’m so happy and here’s the reason why, a cool auntie has provisioned me driving school, and now i’m singing as the days go by…because I’ll have my drivers liscence.” Okay so my lyrics don’t quite fit the hymn, but it’s the truth. I’ll be going there on April 4, a good day in my books, 7 days before my b-day, God’s number must be good. Only there is one snag, I don’t have the handbook, but there is a remedy for that, I’ll pick up the book. Hopefully though it will be tomorrow, but I won’t let this problem end my happiness……No…I will continue on in my bliss.

I was reading today, from a very interesting book, and in it I found a very cool quote. “Drunkenness shows the mind of a man, as a mirror reflects his person”. It went on to explain that when you are drunk you don’t lose your senses you just lose the controls that you have when your aren’t drunk. It used the example that if when you’re drunk you become violent it’s because normally you are a violent person, but you have built up barriers to protect you from showing it, but in your mind you think violent thoughts. So after I read this I recollected in my mind all the times my friends were drunk and how they acted, and tried to anylzye how the are in real life compared to when they’re drunk. If I were to use this theory, they all are completely different characters then they are when they’re sane, but I like this theory, and I still like my friends.