I'm looking through you...

I actually am looking through "you" but
really in this moment I am just staring at a transparent version
of myself in the window as I attempt to stare at the beautiful forest.
I'm getting in the way...
but I'm looking through "you" i say to myself..
I am a weird-o.

So I'm sitting in a pleasant little room at the Youth with a Mission , Salem base..
In the middle of a forest..its enchanting, and a bit strange allll at the same time.
Its like..summer camp all over again..for "grown-ups" tee hee...

Who ever invented Physical challenge..
Its used for everything..
Competition
Amusement & Entertainment
Looking HOTT!
Research
Exploration and Sport
Building and construction
Character building
Team building..

Sometimes I like to think about what we would "do" if we weren't the way we are today..
if we didn't have bodies...or muscles..
but if there were new words for everything and our concept of life and living was completely different. What if..math was physical?
Now dont come on here and tell me that it is..im sure in some strange dimension of your scientific mind lies a mathmatical explanation for something physical, but the truth is...

I dont care :)


*figures out the square root of 123,456,785.45643234323000333*

Nice work out.

Man, my brain has some seriously HOTT muscles.

the funny thing is..some people actually DO THAT>

PSHHHHHHH.....


Anyways..the important thing to gain from this entry is that I just ordered pizza online.
well, 3 orders of wings and cinnamon sticks from Pizza Hut online..to be exact.

I'm a member...(yes I said that proudly, with...preferably a small cute button pinned to my cardigan)


These past weeks have been really flipping difficult.
I'm stressed. I want to be in Vancouver..
Do you ever notice that things seem to go wrong just when you leave your bed?
I would love it..more than anything to always be in the right place at the right time..
This could mean a number of things which I will leave to your imagination.

here's a thought..
I attended THE most beautiful (inside and out) church that i've ever been to.
So beautiful..that they had me crying within the first 5 minutes of being there..
simply because of their earnest, devout, committed, intense, passionate prayer.

Oregon has been great..even though its been hard..I really love this team im on.
We always know how to laugh..
soo good.

In other news...
I just passed Hillary a grumblecake a few minutes ago..she should be all finished with it now..
I also passed out a staring, super popular, and money cake.
which..are new recipes..we'll see how they do.


I didnt before..but..I see a light now.

I love you,
I'm glad I exist.

Freedom House

Today was a truly amazing day.
We visited a place called Freedom House, which
is a Christian Drug and Alcohol rehabilitation center that
is based on discipleship and accountability.

The ages ranged from 18-50.
I was quite scared walking in there..
I mean its just a men's group..and I dont know,
I'm kind of a chicken sometimes

I guess..you go some places expecting to serve and hopefully bless them..
and then YOU get blessed and you're like:

*does a crazy flip out spaz muscles dance*
aka:
"Wow, I didnt even deserve that, but i just got it."
Basically it was a beautiful day filled with beautiful people..

and Now I have a larger than life smile on my face just thinking about it.

Random amusing thought:
today...I made this statement: "eww...*BARFS IN HER HEAD*"
and then I thought to myself...OH my goodness.
It would be quite the trip to try and clean up barf for inside my head.
what does that EVEN mean?
you figure it out....
yes..chew on that!!!
but not really, cause or else you would be a gross freak.

Ah, to begin.

::::Begin Game::::

Here I am...
Betraying Livejournal and moving to Blogger.
Sellout. Pshhhhh.

This will be fun...
I warn you that my blog is known to be insanely honest,
and insanely vague at the same time...
injected with bits of randomness...or gravy.
Info and inspiration that I find along the way...
and couches.


I look forward to joining the community of the Blogger obsessed.

word.

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