<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:02:01.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the biggest hole around</title><subtitle type='html'>I am in love with Jesus; constantly finding ways to get closer to Him. He romances me and is patient with me, even when I stray.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-3642711166696758759</id><published>2007-11-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:53:51.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets give 'em something to talk about!</title><content type='html'>What does it mean when we say "I love you"? Is it to meet our own needs? Is it for pity of the other person? Do we say it as though we believe that love comes from God, and so we should show it to others? Can we determine love by our words, our actions; can we determine it by how much money we make?  Society talks about love quite a bit. I had never noticed all the different ways people talk about love and what it means to them until I started writing this paper. What does the Bible say is love? "Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way, it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." 1 Corinthians 13:4-7. I have been spending a lot of time with believers in Christ, and the love that we talk about is the real love that is never failing and never ending. Spending a lot of time in the word of God, we also pray for each other and encourage each other. Often, we praise God for His love and faithfulness! He is the only real love. When we talk about love, we talk about Him.  Is love yelling at and arguing with another person?  Abuse never comes in love, only in anger. Proverbs 10:12 says, "Hate stirs up dissension, but love covers over all wrongs."  Is love screaming and making people feel inadequate? Some people may say that you hurt the ones you love the most, but should it be a purposeful abuse? I don't think so.  Or is love possibly buying things for other people? Are people convinced that to love is to buy things for, and provide for? My roommate and I were talking about it the other night. Her parents have never supported her emotionally, and she has never felt their love in that way.  She made excuses for them, almost convincing herself that by them providing shelter, food and clothes for her, they were showing love. Is that love, or simply obligation to responsibility?  Is love serving someone? Is serving just something someone feels obligated to do? I have spent so much time in the ministry field serving people. I have to admit, there were time that the love that should be had while serving, often becomes obligation. Serving customers is mandatory. Does that mean that outside of the work place it could seem like an obligation to help someone? Thinking, " Sorry, I'm off the clock buddy. I'm not helping you."I know that this has nothing to do with the speaking of love, but if people talk about love, do people also show the love that they are talking about? How? Do they drag people around abusing them? Do they buy things for others?  People talk about how serving is their civil duty. Do they talk about the love that is supposed to be shown behind it? I know I have. Serving with a good attitude is important.  Some talk of love as sexual. Making love, falling in love, etc. Love is meeting the right person, sharing an intimate connection with them, feeling the flutters when they walk into the room, the joy that shows on a person's face. I don't believe that love has to do with the act of sex, or anything to do with physical contact or emotion. Love is a decision.  How many different kinds of so- called love can one talk about? Some think that love is insecurity. I love you is only said so it is also reciprocated. Many people claim love to fulfill their own emotional and physical needs. The words "I love you" sometimes are not accepted, but rather thrown away as an abused and overused verb in which one expresses their fake, shallow care for another human being.  Humans feel the need to be loved, and to talk about love. It is built inside of us. What matters is how we show it, and what we do with it. I believe that the only true love must come from God. When we talk about love, we can be talking about so many things other than love.  Some may love for pity, some may love for truth, some may love for lust, but we all talk about it, and we all need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-3642711166696758759?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/3642711166696758759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=3642711166696758759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/3642711166696758759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/3642711166696758759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-give-em-something-to-talk-about.html' title='Lets give &apos;em something to talk about!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-136483807520140969</id><published>2007-11-06T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:50:19.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!</title><content type='html'>SO MUCH TO SAY! UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I live in Minneapolis now... Moved home from Texas. I really miss it ALOT! But, God has me here for now, so I am doing my best to learn what He has for me to learn here. I'm going to school at Rasmussen College for Massage Therapy. It's really awesome!!!   I love that I'm starting to slowly get closer to living my dream! I just need to wait on God to reveal to me all the ways He is going to open doors for me! :D I'm super excited! Let's see... Well, I have been spending alot of time with Jesus. It's wonderful. To go to church because I want to, not because I have to. Falling in love with Jesus all over again is such a great Journey! Everything He is teaching me. IT's beautiful. I just want more of Him. More than more of the same!&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, I hope all is well with you... That s just a little update! I believe I will post aboutlove in a minute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-136483807520140969?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/136483807520140969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=136483807520140969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/136483807520140969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/136483807520140969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahhh.html' title='AHHH!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-4175982061118764203</id><published>2007-05-29T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T22:36:02.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahk.</title><content type='html'>Is there a point to the insanity that life can become? Or is it ALL pointless?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-4175982061118764203?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/4175982061118764203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=4175982061118764203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/4175982061118764203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/4175982061118764203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/05/blahk.html' title='Blahk.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-76032672974271118</id><published>2007-04-05T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T09:08:18.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, the cone</title><content type='html'>So, I seem to only blog about pointless things...&lt;br /&gt;Here's the pointless thing for today...&lt;br /&gt;I was driving, and saw a stack of parking cones. (you know, the big neon orange ones) Now, naturally, I avoided the stack of cones by going around. I thought I was so clever...&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I heard a thud.&lt;br /&gt;There had been a cone RIGHT WHERE I HAD TURNED TO AVOID THE STACK OF CONES&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was stuck... Under my tire.&lt;br /&gt;I had to get my friend Tara's boyfriend to yank it out for me.&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO MENTION: the people who set up the cones were right there watching...&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he got the cone out from under my car, I ran back, put it on the stack with the other cones, and got in my car.&lt;br /&gt;I bust out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is as entertaining to you as it was to me.&lt;br /&gt;Have an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-76032672974271118?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/76032672974271118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=76032672974271118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/76032672974271118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/76032672974271118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/04/alas-cone.html' title='Alas, the cone'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-117073696812517133</id><published>2007-02-05T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:42:48.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The opposite of Onoui</title><content type='html'>Offoui! OH! I'm cured!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;SO, I was in this mundane state of blah.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, now, I'm feeling a bounce in my step, and a little more vibrance to the day.&lt;br /&gt;God likes to do stuff like that for a person. Everyday I'm learning something new... And working on becoming even more the woman that God wants me to be. It's amazing how exciting learning can be! I just know that I'm getting a step closer! All we can do is take it a step at a time, and be excited about each step that we knock out!&lt;br /&gt;The other day Mark was teaching us about how to communicate properly to become a trustworthy person. It was phenominal how much it made sense to do all the things he was telling us to do. To be honest, to listen first, to serve undendingly. How awesome! I want to apply that and learn so much more from it! &lt;br /&gt;I hope that each day excitement comes your way through learning, laughing, and loving.&lt;br /&gt;You are always in my thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-117073696812517133?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/117073696812517133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=117073696812517133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/117073696812517133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/117073696812517133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/02/opposite-of-onoui.html' title='The opposite of Onoui'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116978736592492385</id><published>2007-01-25T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:56:05.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About time</title><content type='html'>I think it's about time to write another post!&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to send a thanks to SHAINERZ for actually READING my blog! hahaha! I know I have been slacking, and I want to apologize... I just seems like there's not much to write about in this mundaneness I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got a new book to read (borrowed from our young adults pastor, Paul Hurckman --Ex teacher at NCU--)&lt;br /&gt;It's called Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to read it! It will be very good! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was having a weird day, and was very loud, and crazy all day! I laughed alot today. I totally needed it! Thank God for laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about prayer alot... And how effective it really is to pray. God likes to answer us when we pray! It's like having a conversation with the creator of the universe! I don't know about you, but it makes me feel special to know that He hears and answers me! If I can remember to ask God for deliverance for people, and to pray diligently for the needs of others, He WILL hear me... WHy is it that so many people forget to pray, when it could only do them good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend stepped back into my life this week! I haven't talked to him in forever! It was so good to hear his voice,and get to talk with him! Yay! God blesses us in so many ways! I made a pact that I wouldn't lose contact with him again! Hopefully, I stick to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live with a family now, instead of in the dorms. It's such a blessing and an answer to prayer! I have needed this rest and relaxation! NO DRAMA! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;They are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;They have a daughter (17)&lt;br /&gt;Another daughter (13)&lt;br /&gt;and a son (8)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;We have a hot tub and a pool. I have been in the hot tub a couple times now.. Tis amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think that's it for now..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. SOmetimes, my funniness makes me laugh Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116978736592492385?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116978736592492385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116978736592492385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116978736592492385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116978736592492385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/01/about-time.html' title='About time'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116927313303964033</id><published>2007-01-19T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:05:33.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGH</title><content type='html'>ALL BOYS SEEM TO BE IDIOTS LATELY.&lt;br /&gt;HUFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116927313303964033?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116927313303964033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116927313303964033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116927313303964033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116927313303964033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/01/sigh.html' title='SIGH'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116818208602906615</id><published>2007-01-07T06:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T07:02:42.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britches and Monster Trucks</title><content type='html'>Well, the drive down to Dallas was QUITE entertaining...&lt;br /&gt;We experienced many things... I don't have time to write them now... &lt;br /&gt;But, it was good. :)&lt;br /&gt;When Justine leaves, I will have a little more time to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;She leaves tomorrow afternoon. I'm gonna miss her... And every experience that goes along with her...&lt;br /&gt;BUt, I will see her in June... Just like the REST of you Hibbing FOOLS. HA! &lt;br /&gt;(Just kidding... You aren't fools) &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Have a SPLENDIFEROUS DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116818208602906615?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116818208602906615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116818208602906615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116818208602906615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116818208602906615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2007/01/britches-and-monster-trucks_07.html' title='Britches and Monster Trucks'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116736599442735540</id><published>2006-12-28T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T20:19:54.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAD TRIP!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Leaving for Dallas tomorrow afternoon!!! Taking three days to get there!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Justine ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss all my hibbinite friends!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116736599442735540?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116736599442735540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116736599442735540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116736599442735540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116736599442735540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/12/road-trip.html' title='ROAD TRIP!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116708765300897486</id><published>2006-12-25T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T15:00:53.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They see me rollin...</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;SO, as long as the loan goes through, I'm buying a CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's a 2003 pontiac sunfire! Silver!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THe chances of the loan going through are 90%&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116708765300897486?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116708765300897486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116708765300897486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116708765300897486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116708765300897486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/12/they-see-me-rollin.html' title='They see me rollin...'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116671473310207811</id><published>2006-12-21T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T07:25:33.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again, home again, giggedy gig.</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home for Christmas... You can count on me...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home for Christmaaaaas if only in my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;I'm home peeps! Give me a jingle jangle!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll, and merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116671473310207811?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116671473310207811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116671473310207811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116671473310207811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116671473310207811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/12/home-again-home-again-giggedy-gig.html' title='Home again, home again, giggedy gig.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116641107365200554</id><published>2006-12-17T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:04:33.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Wreck</title><content type='html'>I got into an accident and totalled my car..&lt;br /&gt;By the grace of God, I'm still alive, and the people in the other car weren't hurt either.&lt;br /&gt;NO, it wasn't my fault... They ran a stop sign while crossing the highway... I hit them at 55 miles an hour.&lt;br /&gt;FUN.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm healing slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;New car at Christmas! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116641107365200554?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116641107365200554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116641107365200554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116641107365200554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116641107365200554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/12/car-wreck.html' title='Car Wreck'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116423306792413116</id><published>2006-11-22T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:04:27.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stealing of Grace</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered what it would be like if there was not grace? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we do something stupid, we know that God has given us grace to be redeemed. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... So, in a way, we do something stupid, and then "whoops, oh! I'm so glad I can ask God for forgiveness!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was no grace for screw ups, how  much would people screw up? And how much more careful would we all be to live right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think we would all have more self control? Maybe? At least a little bit more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we taking advantage of grace by using it as a scape goat, rather than remembering that it's only there to help us because we are merely human, and will make mistakes? Because, if we thought of grace as a last resort... Something we didn't want to use more than we had to, because we love God SO MUCH that to use His grace would be almost like a slap in the face. To become so weak that we stopped relying on Him and began relying on ourselves and started sinning, then to crawl on our knees completely remorseful of our deed, and BEG for His grace. And to receive it only by His mercy, and to our great relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than making it no big deal. Something we just have to do, and stealing God's grace by not trying hard enough to do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we be using more self control? Should we be relying on Him for our every move, as to not sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. so.. I don't know if this makes sense.. but, it's what my brain has been cranking on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116423306792413116?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116423306792413116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116423306792413116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116423306792413116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116423306792413116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/11/stealing-of-grace.html' title='The Stealing of Grace'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116313600143290468</id><published>2006-11-09T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:20:01.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 3:3-6</title><content type='html'>Look it up... Read it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116313600143290468?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116313600143290468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116313600143290468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116313600143290468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116313600143290468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/11/proverbs-33-6.html' title='Proverbs 3:3-6'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116295055539511409</id><published>2006-11-07T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:49:15.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missin' You</title><content type='html'>Hey all...&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving just isn't gonna be the same without everyone again this year!&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, and be thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see ya'll at Christmas though!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116295055539511409?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116295055539511409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116295055539511409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116295055539511409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116295055539511409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/11/missin-you.html' title='Missin&apos; You'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116163456104588925</id><published>2006-10-23T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:16:01.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to love yourself and others.</title><content type='html'>Hey.. These are just a few quotes for you to think about. Think about them, and take them as you want... I want to help you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more anger towards the past you carry in your heart, the less capable you are of loving in the present."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you aren't good at loving yourself, you will have a difficult time loving anyone, since you'll resent the time and energy you give another person that you aren't even giving to yourself."&lt;br /&gt; Barbara De Angelis quotes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "You must love yourself before you love another. By accepting yourself and fully being what you are, your simple presence can make others happy."&lt;br /&gt; You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Buddha quotes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's important to talk about loving yourself and looking at your tragedies and the stuff that makes you grow."&lt;br /&gt; Anne Heche quotes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We do not fall in love with the package of the person, we fall in love with the inside of a person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anne Heche quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confucius&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Kubler-Ross&lt;br /&gt;Learn to get in touch with silence within yourself, and know that everything in this life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;br /&gt;Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;Trouble is part of your life — if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara Paddison, Hidden Power of the Heart&lt;br /&gt;You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sydney Smith&lt;br /&gt;Life is to be fortified by many friendships. To love and be loved is the greatest happiness of existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Never let a problem to be solved become more important than a person to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown love quote&lt;br /&gt;If we deny love that is given to us, if we refuse to give love because we fear pain or loss, then our lives will be empty, our loss greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;There are no guarantees. From the viewpoint of fear, none are strong enough. From the viewpoint of love, none are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nehemiah 9:17&lt;br /&gt;They refused to listen and failed to remember the miracles you performed among them. They became stiff-necked and in their rebellion appointed a leader in order to return to their slavery. But you are a forgiving God, gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 10:12&lt;br /&gt;Hatred stirs up dissension, but love covers over all wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 19:8&lt;br /&gt;He who gets wisdom loves his own soul; he who cherishes understanding prospers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Timothy 2:22&lt;br /&gt;Flee the evil desires of youth, and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 6:10&lt;br /&gt;God is not unjust; he will not forget your work and the love you have shown him as you have helped his people and continue to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Peter 4:8&lt;br /&gt;Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:16&lt;br /&gt;And so we know and rely on the love God has for us. God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jude 1:2&lt;br /&gt;Mercy, peace and love be yours in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I originally wrote this message for one of my favorite people on the planet, but decided it would be good to share with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend once told me that if you can't forgive yourself, it's like you are saying you do not believe that Christ forgave you. If Christ forgave you, who are you to not forgive yourself. That's like saying your forgiveness for yourself is more important than God's.&lt;br /&gt;We must first learn to love ourselves in order to love and to be loved by others. It's hard to give away something you don't possess… Love is the same way. If you have no love within yourself for you, you can't give it to anyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't love yourself you will never be able to accept anyone else's love. &lt;br /&gt;-Priscilla Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you truly don't love yourself, but hate yourself, you can't accept that others love you…&lt;br /&gt;Will you try to let God take it and heal you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the gifts God has given you, apart from your abilities, you have to find value in who you are; when everything is stripped away. When you look yourself in the face, knowing what you have done wrong, and still know that God has given you value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116163456104588925?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116163456104588925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116163456104588925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116163456104588925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116163456104588925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/10/learning-to-love-yourself-and-others.html' title='Learning to love yourself and others.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-116019507973793425</id><published>2006-10-06T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:24:39.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Hey! I have a chance, so I will drop a little note!&lt;br /&gt;God has been so faithful in my life lately! He is constantly reminding me of the promises He has given me... It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I met a boy... Nothing serious.. Just friends.. But, he definitely has bold intentions of asking me out.. But, I want to make sure he is spiritually ready, so.. I told him give it seven months... LOL. Torture to him I know.. But I want him to be ready, and me to be ready.. I don't know if anything will come out of it.. Just pray hard for me k?&lt;br /&gt;let's see.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;Uh.. just bustin my butt learning to be a servant...&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do my best to learn everyday something new!&lt;br /&gt;That's about it! I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-116019507973793425?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/116019507973793425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=116019507973793425&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116019507973793425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/116019507973793425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115929456507399058</id><published>2006-09-26T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T11:16:05.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of devotion.</title><content type='html'>Man.. So, the other day Kristi Northup (and Wayne) were here, and we had a worship nigiht..&lt;br /&gt;One thing stuck out in my mind about that night.. We got into this amazing time of worship, and Kristi started singing I have decided to follow Jesus... Man... It hit me hard..&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE decided to follow Jesus... To proclaim Him... To woship Him.. To lift Him up; praiseworthy. &lt;br /&gt;How can I waiver when there IS no turning back?&lt;br /&gt;Once you have experienced God, you can't go back... So why try?&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;No turning back,&lt;br /&gt;No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;The cross before me, &lt;br /&gt;The world behind me&lt;br /&gt;The cross before me,&lt;br /&gt;The world behind me&lt;br /&gt;The cross before me&lt;br /&gt;The world behind me.&lt;br /&gt;No turning back,&lt;br /&gt;No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;Though none go with me,&lt;br /&gt;Still I will follow&lt;br /&gt;Though none go with me,&lt;br /&gt;Still I will follow&lt;br /&gt;Though none go with me,&lt;br /&gt;Still I will follow&lt;br /&gt;No turning back,&lt;br /&gt;No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to follow Jesus&lt;br /&gt;No turning back,&lt;br /&gt;No turning back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man... That hit me so hard..&lt;br /&gt;NO turning back.. So completely devoted to  Him and devoured by His grace and mercy.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy... When you really think about it, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to turn back.. You have tasted the real meaning of life. The real love, the real intoxication of exhilarating life. &lt;br /&gt;Mind boggling huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115929456507399058?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115929456507399058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115929456507399058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115929456507399058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115929456507399058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/09/power-of-devotion.html' title='The power of devotion.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115846369257959303</id><published>2006-09-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T20:28:12.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard..</title><content type='html'>It's so hard to get to a computer that doesn't have a blogger block on it.. SO... I won't be posting often at all... But, I love you all..&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115846369257959303?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115846369257959303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115846369257959303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115846369257959303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115846369257959303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/09/hard.html' title='Hard..'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115518424671703256</id><published>2006-08-09T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:30:46.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT WOOT</title><content type='html'>So, I leave Friday for Texas! Pray for me.. Cuz, I'm still gonna be in pain and on drugs... SO... Should be interesting.. Sigh.. But I'm excited to go! I'll miss every body here though... Ya'll are family!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115518424671703256?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115518424671703256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115518424671703256&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115518424671703256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115518424671703256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/08/woot-woot.html' title='WOOT WOOT'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115472720274208645</id><published>2006-08-04T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T14:33:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsilectomy</title><content type='html'>Hey... &lt;br /&gt;So, I got my tonsils out a couple days ago.. Woooooo....&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alittle loopy. It hurts like a sore throat... I will get better... I leave for Texas on the 15th!!!!! Can't wait to get there! I LOVE TEXAS!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;That's about it... That's all the news.. My parents are doing really well after their car accident, except, my mom will NOT slow down... And she needs to.. Or she isn't going to heal completely correctly, and then she will always be miserable. Pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115472720274208645?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115472720274208645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115472720274208645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115472720274208645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115472720274208645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonsilectomy.html' title='Tonsilectomy'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115262729807781460</id><published>2006-07-11T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T07:14:58.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Car accident</title><content type='html'>My parents got into a car accident the beginning of June... I'm so glad that I was able to be home to support them! Man, I guess it's a God thing I was home for the summer... SO I can help as much as possible. It doesn't seem like I have been helping much lately. I should really try harder to be there for my mom. I work alot, and I'm always drained... Maybe I should take some of the time I use to hang out with friends to help my mom instead. Hmm... &lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your continuous prayers... I definitely can always use them.&lt;br /&gt;Love always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115262729807781460?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115262729807781460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115262729807781460&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115262729807781460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115262729807781460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/07/car-accident.html' title='Car accident'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115257020247005056</id><published>2006-07-10T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T15:23:22.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da "MINE" games</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone... &lt;br /&gt;Well, I know I haven't really been keeping up on my blog, and I'm really sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time I posted, I got a job at the mines, and it keeps me overly busy. Also, my internet at home is not working... So bummer... It's much harder to get online now... I also discovered that I need to get my tonsuls out a week and a half before I leave for Dallas... SO that should be fun. &lt;br /&gt;I got my tattoo. I have been waiting forever and now I finally have it... When my internet starts to work again, I will post a picture.. but for now, this will have to do.. Well, my break is over, so I have to get back to work in the dirt. &lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115257020247005056?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115257020247005056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115257020247005056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115257020247005056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115257020247005056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/07/da-mine-games.html' title='Da &quot;MINE&quot; games'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115075946930724913</id><published>2006-06-19T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T16:24:29.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Relationships...</title><content type='html'>Well, the other day I got an email from my ex-boyfriend on how he is coping with our breakup. He had written a very wellcomposed poem about how he has been feeling. It helps him deal with the pain of losing me. If it helps him, I can deal with that. I read it at least ten times the day he sent it to  me; every single time it made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel horrible about what happened between us.  While it is not quite ready to be re-opened and resolved, I still have high hopes of being his friend someday. I love and respect him very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Willow Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My pool of tears grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Under the willow tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My pool of tears grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. These eyes cannot see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where is my broken love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Under the willow tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. So I cry to heaven above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wishing I knew the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where is my broken love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Gone is my graceful dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Oh, my heart is weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Wishing I knew the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Tear upon rosen cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Smile turned to sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My heart is weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Desperate want of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My pool of tears grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Smile turned to sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. My pool of tears grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115075946930724913?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115075946930724913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115075946930724913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115075946930724913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115075946930724913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-relationships.html' title='Old Relationships...'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-115009014041371899</id><published>2006-06-11T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:29:00.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology.</title><content type='html'>Ok.. so, this post is definitely not an apology to boys... But rather, an apology to the rudeness, and the bluntness I expressed in my last post... I do feel bad about communicating my annoyance in such a harsh way... And, in the end, it didn't really make me feel that much better. I think I have learned a valuable lesson. Keep the sarcastic rude thoughts to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly embarrassed at my lash out, please forgive me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-115009014041371899?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/115009014041371899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=115009014041371899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115009014041371899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/115009014041371899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/06/apology.html' title='Apology.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114972248465929813</id><published>2006-06-07T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T16:21:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Lollipops</title><content type='html'>I'm just going to go off for a brief second...&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a world without stupid boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was just thinking that boyfriends are a waste of time, energy, and space.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, they lure you in to caring about them, just to smash your heart when you do something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, they take advantage of as much as you will give them. Sometimes, that might be sex (thank GOD my ex-boyfriend and I didn't do that, otherwise I would have those emotional ties with him, and all that other crap that goes along with it, including: hurt, pain, insecurity, the chance of being PREGNANT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, when you finally get your lowsy low life butt out of the relationship, knowing it was the right thing to do at that moment, when you so much as TALK to him about what it would be like to get back together, he just tells you he can't handle that kind of abuse again... Cuz you "broke his heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WHAT??? What abuse?? You mean, the abuse the girl incurred while trying to keep him happy????   OR, is he wallowing in self-pity, the smelly pit-stained jerk!? Because deep down he knows she will never go back with him because she's too good for him now!!!! Yeah... and you broke his heart alright... POOR BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right... give the girl the guilt trip! Does this sound like the typical ex-boyfriend to anyone else? Does to me!Thank you for listening to my rantings.. I feel much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114972248465929813?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114972248465929813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114972248465929813&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114972248465929813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114972248465929813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/06/cherry-lollipops.html' title='Cherry Lollipops'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114913819026689585</id><published>2006-05-31T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T22:03:10.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Cousin</title><content type='html'>So, today I decided to see if anyone has payed attention to the loss of postage lately. For my cousin (and my cousin alone, for she is the only one that noticed) I am writing this post. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I got a job. I start work on Monday. I officially do prep work in the kitchen of Valentini's of Chisholm. It is a supper club. I will be working from nine in the morning until four in the afternoon five days a week. I'm excited. I can't wait to see how God uses me in this work place.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I have not been doing the best lately, but I am constantly reminded by the testimony of what God has done in my life, that my life is worth more; I need to strive for what I KNOW I'm called to live for. (If that makes sense.) &lt;br /&gt;Today my mom had me up and running and eight o' clock in the morning,and I didn't stop until 11:30 at night. Of course, I was only "running" for her until 5:30. But, I had an over all good day.  &lt;br /&gt;I spent some time at the school, and I now know I could DEFINITELY NEVER be a teacher. They are constantly having to give A THOUSAND kids attention. I couldn't do it. I get overwhelmed so easily. LIttle kids are so trusting.. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb008_ZCxdm231YYUS" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/36/36_1_67.gif" alt="Big Hug" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I barely knew some of them and they ran up to me and gave me BIG HUGS. Hahaha. SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Amber and I (along with a few others here and there) have been walking once a day on the weekdays.. I think if we stay dedicated, it might help us lose weight. I know that I FEEL great! And I sleep better! It gives me a chance to unwind. NOT TO MENTION I love spending time with my friend Amber. Her life blesses mine so much!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114913819026689585?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114913819026689585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114913819026689585&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114913819026689585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114913819026689585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/05/for-my-cousin.html' title='For My Cousin'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114658063589841731</id><published>2006-05-02T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:37:15.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHH!</title><content type='html'>I'll be HOME soon! I graduate in four days!!!!! WOOT WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;I will be seeing you all VERY VERY SOON!&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114658063589841731?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114658063589841731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114658063589841731&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114658063589841731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114658063589841731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/05/ahhhh.html' title='AHHHH!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114573559816967449</id><published>2006-04-22T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T12:53:18.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Potter</title><content type='html'>"You said 'I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart, then things will just get worse. If the burden seems to much to bear, remember, the end will justify the pain it took to get us there.'" &lt;br /&gt;-Relient K&lt;br /&gt;God stretches us. He lets us go through things so that in the end, we come out a better person. I have had my share of trials in my life, and God has always been faithful to help me through them. Looking back, I am a much better, wiser person because of the things that I have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;We must remember while we are in trials and tribulations that God is trying to teach us something, to get us closer to Him. The hurts that we go through is ultimately to get us closer to realizing who He is, through Him making us more like Him. &lt;br /&gt;Hang in there all who are thirsty, all who are weak. God is molding you into the beautiful creation He has intended you to be. He is using tenderness and care in His molding, despite the fact that it may hurt. &lt;br /&gt;Cling to the one that created you. &lt;br /&gt;He loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114573559816967449?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114573559816967449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114573559816967449&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114573559816967449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114573559816967449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/potter.html' title='The Potter'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114554055058596020</id><published>2006-04-20T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T06:43:52.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Macbeth</title><content type='html'>So, I have kinda always wanted to be in a situation where I could say, "Out damn spot! Out I say!" And, I never really have. Makes me sort of sad.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the weather here is crazy. It was 98 degrees two days ago, and now all of a sudden, it's 65 and raining. What is going on? I think I remember Minnesota weather as AT LEAST being consistant. Am I right? &lt;br /&gt;Also, things have been kinda crazy around here. I have only 16 days left in my first year of Master's, and it seems like people just want to make the last two weeks hell for eachother. I dunno what's going on. I'm guessing it's a spiritual attack. Anyways, I have been trying to scrub the troubles out of my mind by talking to them. "OUT DAMN SPOT! OUT I SAY!" Hahahaha! OK. That TOTALLY proves that I'm ok in the midst of trial. HAHAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;For those of you who do not like cuss words, I am merely quoting Lady Macbeth, who is from the CLASSIC Shakespearian play &lt;em&gt;Macbeth&lt;/em&gt;. I would not say it, but I would rather not mess with a work of art. I'm a lit head. What can I say? I suppose I can say; Ms B! You are a teaching GENIUS!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;Forgive me please for the cuss word, and know that I would not say it in normal life! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114554055058596020?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114554055058596020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114554055058596020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114554055058596020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114554055058596020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/lady-macbeth.html' title='Lady Macbeth'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114538214948633356</id><published>2006-04-18T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:43:30.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Pool.</title><content type='html'>So, the last two days have been kind of slower for Master's, and we have had some down time. A couple of the MC's and I decided we were going to a neighborhood nearby that has a swimming pool to swim. Since it has been in the high 90's the last two days, the pool was a good choice. &lt;br /&gt;I laid out in one of the beach chairs and got a nice tan. Sigh. I am starting to really like this Texas weather. Unfortunately, now I feel like being a lazy beach bum every day. Too bad. Tomorrow is going to be a normal day, and no more lounging at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are all doing well!&lt;br /&gt;Lata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114538214948633356?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114538214948633356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114538214948633356&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114538214948633356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114538214948633356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-pool.html' title='At the Pool.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114480970929242291</id><published>2006-04-11T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T08:53:36.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Love</title><content type='html'>When will Jesus be enough?&lt;br /&gt;When will I run to my first love?&lt;br /&gt;His strong arms wrapped 'round me tight.&lt;br /&gt;He will walk me through this night.&lt;br /&gt;Though I find no strength in tears,&lt;br /&gt;He is closer than all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;His magnificence written in the stars,&lt;br /&gt;His majesty, painfully, in His scars.&lt;br /&gt;When will I trust in the one&lt;br /&gt;Who was before the world had begun? &lt;br /&gt;I run in desperation to His throne&lt;br /&gt;He is God, and God alone.&lt;br /&gt;I will run to my first love,&lt;br /&gt;Because my Jesus is enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114480970929242291?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114480970929242291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114480970929242291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114480970929242291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114480970929242291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-first-love.html' title='My First Love'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114477348289977934</id><published>2006-04-11T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:38:02.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apathetic</title><content type='html'>So... Lately has not been the best days... The last few days have been super poopy. I find my attitude to kinda stink. Not really that I'm letting it show, but that my insides feel like they smell like rotten vegatables. I dunno. Pray for me I guess. Thanks. I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114477348289977934?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114477348289977934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114477348289977934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114477348289977934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114477348289977934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/apathetic.html' title='Apathetic'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114438411486740714</id><published>2006-04-06T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:28:34.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water fight</title><content type='html'>Tonight, my room mates and I all went to the car wash at the end of our street and had a little water fight. It is one of those clean it yourself car washes... We used the water faucet, filled up cups, and threw them at eachother. It's a Thursday night, so all of our friends are driving by, turning around, talking to us and calling us crazy! It was so much fun! I mean, we only have 29 days together as room mates. Sniff sniff. We want to make the most of it! It was a blast! I was soaked. &lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114438411486740714?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114438411486740714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114438411486740714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114438411486740714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114438411486740714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/water-fight.html' title='Water fight'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114433103661836334</id><published>2006-04-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T06:43:56.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaker not</title><content type='html'>Well, Mark decided that there wasn't enough time for me to speak. So, I didn't. But, I got to pray at the altar for some of the sr. high kids.. That was a blast! Woot woot! So, God blessed me anyways! &lt;br /&gt;Lata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114433103661836334?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114433103661836334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114433103661836334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114433103661836334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114433103661836334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/speaker-not.html' title='Speaker not'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114418736997134058</id><published>2006-04-04T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:49:29.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaker</title><content type='html'>My Master's Commission director Mark came up to me and asked me what it was to "Mentally Grow" in Master's Commission. Random right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are doing a service for the youth ministry I work for. He asked me because he wants me to spend two minutes talking about it on STAGE tomorrow night! WOOHOO! That is so exciting! My youth kids will be SO PUMPED! I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me that God gives me the words!&lt;br /&gt;Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114418736997134058?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114418736997134058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114418736997134058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114418736997134058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114418736997134058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/speaker.html' title='Speaker'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114400341182487729</id><published>2006-04-02T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T11:43:31.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trail Dust</title><content type='html'>Last night, my room mates basically kidnapped me and took me out to dinner. We went to this place called Trail Dust! Not kidding, this place was AMAZING! Hahaha! I laugh when I think about it. It was hick to the MAX! It had lasso's and cow boy hats, and a dance floor for all those who know how to two-step! It also had a LIVE COUNTRY BAND! It was a steak pit. That means, it was basically steak on the menu. SUPER FUN! So, we did a little bit of playing jokes on eachother while we were there. We talked this guy into asking Tara Jo (one of my room mates) for her number, as well as telling the waiter that it was my birthday. I had to stand on my chair and they all gave me a grand ol' YEEHA! Half the restaurant was watching. It was slightly embarrassing! &lt;width=100&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g251/mbobbie/IM000799.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we decided to head to Waxahachie to Wal*Mart where I dared (thanks to Larry Clair and how he made fun of me for feeling kleenex one day) Tara Jo to go in the kleenex isle, and open a kleenex box in front of a Wal*Mart associate, blow her nose, and then leave it on the shelf. We had one problem. We had to get an associate in the isle (because, when is there EVER an associate in the kleenex isle?). So, I went to get an associate while Tara Jo waited ever so patiently to do her task. I walk up to this guy and said,  "excuse me, this may seem dumb, but my mom is really sick and I need to get kleenex for her, but it can't be just any kleenex, it has to be really REALLY good, cuz she has a sensitive nose." HAhaha. Into the kleenex isle we went. Tara Jo was pretending to be on her cell phone. And I pretended to ramble on about my sick mother. At one point in the conversation he turned to me and asked, "Is this some kind of joke?" and I look at him with a completely straight face and said, "My mother is very serious about her kleenex. Do you think I would fake my mother being sick?" Hahahahahaha! So, then I was still rambling on, and Tara RIPS OPEN THE KLEENEX BOX AND STARTS USING THE KLEENEX. I started DYING! I thought I was gonna pee my pants.. And then, I made some excuse about how I was nervous about asking him about kleenex, but that my mom was really particular, and I didn't want to get the wrong kind.  As I am talking about my moms crabiness, Tara Jo barges in to ask him (while blowing her nose with the opened box of kleenex) if there were any job openings in Wal*Mart. I looked at her and said, "Excuse me, he was helping me, and you just interrupted!" Then I looked at him and said, "I'm sorry, thank you for your help, I'll just grab this box." Grabbed the box of kleenex and left the isle right before I bust out laughing! AHAHAHAHAHA I seriously haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I felt a little bad for the associate, and a little bad for Tara, who ended up blowing her nose so hard she got a bloody nose, but over all, it was EXTREMELY entertaining. Anyways, since this post is huge, I'm gonna stop. I had a GREAT NIGHT last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114400341182487729?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114400341182487729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114400341182487729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114400341182487729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114400341182487729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/04/trail-dust.html' title='Trail Dust'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114373529666100172</id><published>2006-03-30T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T08:14:59.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Without Him</title><content type='html'>John 15:5&lt;br /&gt;"I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit for without me ye can do nothing."&lt;br /&gt;We are renewed day by day by making progress in our righteousness and true holiness through the knowledge of God. For those who do so transfer their love from temporal things to eternal things, from visible thing sto invisble things, from fleshly things to spiritual things... They do this is proportion to their help from God. For God said, "Without me ye can do nothing." When the last day of life finds them holding on tightly to their faith in the Mediator through such progress and growth, they will be welcomed by the holy angels. They will be led to God, whom they have  worshiped, and will be perfected by Him. As a result, they will receive an immortal body at the end of the world. They won't be led to punishment, but to &lt;em&gt;GLOW&lt;/em&gt;. For our likeness of God will be perfected into His image when our sight of God is perfected. &lt;br /&gt;- Augustine&lt;br /&gt;(Italics added)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;My Princess... I love you beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to describe how much I love you. That is why I stretched out My arms of love and died for you. I know sometimes you don't feel lovable, but you don't have to earn My affection. I adore you.  You are My creation. I never want you to doubt My commitment to you.&lt;br /&gt;I am the Lover of your soul, so let Me meet your every need. I long to sete you free from searching for false love in the wrong places. Let Me hold on to your heart and fill you up with eternal love. Then you will feel MY Holy presence and fall in love with Me. &lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;Your God and King who can't, and WON'T stop loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114373529666100172?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114373529666100172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114373529666100172&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114373529666100172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114373529666100172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-without-him.html' title='Nothing Without Him'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114372868717157757</id><published>2006-03-30T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T06:24:47.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scripture Test</title><content type='html'>This morning, I woke up for a scripture test. A scripture test THAT WAS NEVER SCHEDULED! Talk about tired. Man! I need more sleep. But, because I thought there was a scripture test, I lost about an hour.Bummer. Hahhaha. Kinda funny though if you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;One of my home group boys has had a really sorry attitude lately. I don't know what his deal is. Last night, I sat him down to talk to him about it... and he proceeded to say he hated Rachel and I, and he was never coming to home group again. It really made me realize how much of a moron I was in Jr. High. I had such an attitude. Well, you reep what you sow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114372868717157757?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114372868717157757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114372868717157757&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114372868717157757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114372868717157757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/scripture-test.html' title='Scripture Test'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114349641668829644</id><published>2006-03-27T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T13:55:03.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah!</title><content type='html'>Today, I was nonchalantly working at Microsoft, guilding people through the lunchline doors to the atrium ahead. Suddenly, I looked up just in time to see my cousin walking right past me! UM! HI! Hahaha! It was really strange but SO COOL to see him! I don't get to see family very much, so even though he lives only four hours away, the fact that I saw him was oh so refreshing! It totally made my day! He took pictures to send to our family and grandma! hahaha! It was a blast! God blessed me today. It was one of His heavenly kisses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114349641668829644?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114349641668829644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114349641668829644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114349641668829644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114349641668829644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/micah.html' title='Micah!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114331856912350932</id><published>2006-03-25T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:29:29.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Microsoft</title><content type='html'>Man.. I have been working Microsoft conferences the past couple of days, and let me tell you.. It is draining. We are running around doing stuff for a bunch of the last generation's nerds! But, it keeps tuition down... I'm super tired, and a little sick, but I almost expected that. Anyways... I have met some really cool new people, and that's always fun. All of you who really know me know that I LOVE new people. Hahaha. Anyways, I thought I would just drop a note. I got a stronger prescription of contacts today.. Hopefully they will work better than my other ones. The eye doctor says I have a stigmitism. Dang. That stinks. Oh well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114331856912350932?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114331856912350932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114331856912350932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114331856912350932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114331856912350932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/microsoft.html' title='Microsoft'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114295845484013839</id><published>2006-03-21T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T08:27:34.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber Shain</title><content type='html'>Sigh. I have been trying to get a hold of Amber Shain lately.. And she just doesn't answer her phone.. That is OK though. I probably call her while she's in class or something... Hahaha. That reminds me, where has bscip been? Hm.. Random thoughts.. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;My room mates just got back from Guatemala! They said it was a blast! They brought me back a necklace and a bracelet! Aren't they sweet????????? Yes! It was cool!&lt;br /&gt;I have had such good days lately. I haven't really slept in four days, but hey, that's ok. I got to rest anyways. &lt;br /&gt;But, that's all for my pathetic post right now.&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114295845484013839?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114295845484013839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114295845484013839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114295845484013839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114295845484013839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/amber-shain.html' title='Amber Shain'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114272768841653574</id><published>2006-03-18T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:21:28.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling In Love With Jesus</title><content type='html'>Last night I finished the book I have been reading for the past month. It was really good. For the rest of my life I want to remember this constant dance with Jesus. Having His arms wrapped around me, knowing that I never need to be afraid because He is my protector. When principalities sneer in my face, Jesus says, "Say what you will, for she is my Beloved." When's the last time you let Jesus dance with you? Surrender your life up to Him, and let Him romance you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114272768841653574?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114272768841653574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114272768841653574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114272768841653574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114272768841653574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/falling-in-love-with-jesus.html' title='Falling In Love With Jesus'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114229349658983821</id><published>2006-03-13T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T15:44:56.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goofy</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long! Here is a better update! &lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Mardi Gras! God really used me alot there. We were on the streets witnessing for three days, and doing Hurricane relief work one day also. &lt;br /&gt;It was tiring, and I only got five hours of sleep a night, and that was at MAX. But, It was so awesome to see God work.&lt;br /&gt;We also were challenged to let God move through us in the prophetic, and also in our prayer life. It was really cool! God showed up in our worship services, and moved in everyone of our lives. I'll never be the same. If you want to know more about that, feel free to email me.. I'll let you know it ALL!&lt;br /&gt;I got pulled over the other day for a broken tail light, and the police officer thought I had stolen the car! So, for like, a half an hour I sat while the cop sent countless scans and kept asking me "Ma'am are you SURE this is your car?" But, he wasn't nice about it. I got a warning ticket about my tail light, and a lot of wasted time because he didn't believe it was my car. Here every body has a nice car.. even college students. I wanted to let the police man know that in Minnesota, college students DON"T have nice cars. LOL. IT was crazy. &lt;br /&gt;But, I'm over it...&lt;br /&gt;Um, also, I have just continued working with the youth ministry here, and loving every minute of it. &lt;br /&gt;Amber Shain (one of my friend’s from Minnesota) came to see me over spring break! We had so much fun! She blessed my life so much just by being here. She wrote me an email telling me that she owe’s me. I think NOT ! I TOTALLY owe her so much more! She is SUCH a blessing! &lt;br /&gt;I took her down town Dallas, and showed her my favorite spots in Dallas. We ran around just having fun and laughing. She does a lot of making fun of the things people say down here. Like, “Um, like, HI!” &lt;br /&gt;This summer I will be heading to Minnesota to work for my tuition money for next year. As soon as I have the money I need for tuition, I will be heading back to Texas for the rest of the summer to continue to help with the youth, and I will be also taking a trip to Louisiana in July I think. We will see what God does.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I get a new car, because I will be needing one of those as well. &lt;br /&gt;The day after Amber left, I slept in my own bed. It is on the top bunk. My room mate let me sleep on her bed (a single bed) while Amber was here. Normally, when getting off of my room mate’s bed, I would crawl to the edge, stand on the bed post, and hop off. No big deal right? Well, the first night I was back in my bed, I forgot that I was on the top bunk, crawled over to the edge, stood on the bed post, and jumped off. Imagine my surprise as I landed in a heap on the floor. I thought to myself, “Why did it take me so long to hit the floor?” I then realized I had jumped off the top bunk. My room is pitch black. You can’t see anything. That is why I so naively just jumped off without looking. Ha ha ha! My room mate turned on the light, to find me in a bundle on the floor. She looked at me, laughed and said, “what happened to you?” I then told her.&lt;br /&gt; I have a scrape on my arm and bruises in other various areas from it. Pretty fun, huh? I thought it was funny. Comedy relief. &lt;br /&gt;That’s all for now! I hope you all are well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114229349658983821?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114229349658983821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114229349658983821&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114229349658983821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114229349658983821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/goofy.html' title='Goofy'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114184886297802715</id><published>2006-03-08T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:14:22.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trips down memory lane</title><content type='html'>OK! AMBER SHAIN IS AMAZING! I'm so glad she is here! &lt;br /&gt;She makes me laugh..... I'm glad she likes everyone here as well!&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking her to a (whispers) secret place! (whispers) It's gonna fun! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;We shall see! Gotta go run to movie store for SEVEN!&lt;br /&gt;Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114184886297802715?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114184886297802715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114184886297802715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114184886297802715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114184886297802715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/03/trips-down-memory-lane.html' title='Trips down memory lane'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114045840182376265</id><published>2006-02-20T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T10:00:02.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with the Master</title><content type='html'>Falling in love with Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;I'm reading this book by Dee Brestin and Kathy Troccoli called "Falling in love with Jesus"&lt;br /&gt;It's an amazing book. It talks about how God wants to love you more than anything itself, and if you put Him first, and focus on Him, He will become your bridegroom. Put Him before the bills, before the boys, and focus. You will fall more in love with him, than with anything else. Here's a little exerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we have trusted Jesus with the wounds of our life, we have begun nour move toward mature love. This is not perfectlove, but a strong and steady love. Nor does this meant hat life will now be easy. Instead, we will continue to have trouble. Jesus promised no that life would be easy but that He would be with us. He said: In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! Ihave overcome the world. (John 16:33b) &lt;br /&gt;How has He overcome the world if we still struggle with disease, failed relationships, and our own sin nature? I (Kathy) made the choice to give my life to Jesus in 1978. And I'll often say: Has life been rosy? Has it been smoothy sailing ahead? &lt;br /&gt;But those aren't the right questions. The right questions are&lt;br /&gt;Has God been sovereign? Has He been a Keeper of His Word? Has He been trustworthy? Has He been faithful? "Yes! Yes!" Always, a resounding "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;We often ask: &lt;br /&gt;Why are my circumstances so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;We should ask:&lt;br /&gt;Is God in my circumstances?&lt;br /&gt;Is He capable of giving me peace, hope, and perspective?&lt;br /&gt;Again, of course, "Yes." He is our Prince who comes through. Paul put it like this:&lt;br /&gt;We are handicapped on all side, but we are never frustrated; we are puzzled, but never in despair. We are persecuted, but we never have to stand it alone; we may be knocked down but we are never knocked out! Every day we experience something of the death of Jesus, so that we may also know the power of the life of Jesus in these bodies of ours...  We know sorrow, yet our joy is inextinguishable. (2Corinthians 4:8-11; 6:10a)&lt;br /&gt;Paul reached the stage of invincible love. How did he get there? He was absolutely convinced that the One to whom he had committed himself was able to do what He had promised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I just want to encourage  you guys to fall deeper in love with the Creator. Take the plunge. It's a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114045840182376265?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114045840182376265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114045840182376265&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114045840182376265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114045840182376265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-love-with-master.html' title='In love with the Master'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-114044593174118211</id><published>2006-02-20T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T06:32:12.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras!</title><content type='html'>Hello! &lt;br /&gt;Now, we are rushing around trying to get everything ready for Mardi Gras! Human videos, dances, speaking, praying. Man! Let me tell you, the preparation is starting to make my head spin! &lt;br /&gt;THEN, what I'm also excited about is that on March fifth, my home group, and another home group are getting together, and going to ci ci's pizza and then to a movie! WOOHOO! should be a blast! ESPECIALLY with amber shain here! 13 DAYS AMBER!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. Life has been sooooooo crazy! But, God is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;Until another time,&lt;br /&gt;SuperStar*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-114044593174118211?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/114044593174118211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=114044593174118211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114044593174118211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/114044593174118211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/02/mardi-gras.html' title='Mardi Gras!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113978639079743814</id><published>2006-02-12T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:19:50.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MC Conference</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;We have spent the last four days in Pheonix AZ at a conference for Master's students... Kinda like youth convention! It was ALOT of fun! God did alot in my life during the conference. I am learning so much! I am working on praying the blood of Jesus over my life; proclaiming the possitive over my life. &lt;br /&gt;The church the conference was at was HUGE!!!!!!!!!!! SO MANY PEOPLE! IT's sanctuary holds 7,000 people at least!&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I ate more grease than I ever have. We had fast food the whole time.. SICK! &lt;br /&gt;My life is going to be super busy for the next FOREVER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have a conference this week, then mardi gras, then AMBER SHAIN IS COMING!!!!!!! WOOT! And, the day before AMber comes, I have a youth retreat to help with... FUn fun!&lt;br /&gt;My Grandparents are down here right now! YAY! It's tons of fun! I can't wait to see them! I'm driving two hours tonight to go to see them. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could think of more to say, but my life has been so busy, there is no way I can seperate it. &lt;br /&gt;I have some pictures of the trip to show ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to put them up some other time though! sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113978639079743814?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113978639079743814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113978639079743814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113978639079743814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113978639079743814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/02/mc-conference.html' title='MC Conference'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113910848527289825</id><published>2006-02-04T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T19:01:25.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XTREME BOWL</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys! I hope everything is going well with you!&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the annual football tournament for seven! It was pretty fun! I am SO SORE!!!!!!!!!! But, I got two cool T-shirts out of the deal. &lt;br /&gt;It was cool to watch the different teams with who had the good attitudes and who had to bad attitudes. Sadly, my boys were not quite on the good attitude side of things. But, I watched this team go all the way to winning the championship. They were really good, and they had good attitudes. We also played them. It was so much fun, because even though we lost, their good attitudes kept us smiling. As I watched their games, every team that they beat would sit on the sidelines at every game and cheer for them. It really showed that good sportsmanship keeps everyone happy. Super inspiring. Makes me a little less than happy with my boys... But, someday, they will learn...   &lt;br /&gt;Also, my cell phone got shut off, so if any of you have been trying to call me, I'm sorry. I'm two hundred dollars away from getting it turned back on. SO, I'll talk to you in two hundred dollars. LOL.  &lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113910848527289825?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113910848527289825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113910848527289825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113910848527289825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113910848527289825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/02/xtreme-bowl.html' title='XTREME BOWL'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113854655795810671</id><published>2006-01-29T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T06:55:57.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHOUT OUT!</title><content type='html'>IT was AMBER SHAIN'S BIRTHDAY yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;I would have posted something yesterday, but the computers at the church we down, and I could'nt get to one... So, I'm sending it now! Happy birthday to you! I love you Amber! Can't wait to see you!&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113854655795810671?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113854655795810671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113854655795810671&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113854655795810671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113854655795810671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/shout-out.html' title='SHOUT OUT!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113840920038532321</id><published>2006-01-27T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T16:46:40.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Financial Security</title><content type='html'>I feel as though I am always going to be in debt. I need a job! This is getting CRAZY! My head is spinning, and I am dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;I am having some trouble with finances, but am trying to trust God to help me through it. Your prayers are SO helpful!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113840920038532321?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113840920038532321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113840920038532321&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113840920038532321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113840920038532321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/financial-security.html' title='Financial Security'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113822175633514894</id><published>2006-01-25T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T12:42:36.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POOR BABY!</title><content type='html'>I just thought I would let you all know that Jordan (the guy I intern for) is sick today, and so I can't work for him. Not to mention that is nooooo fun! He told me it was a bit frustrating to be puking all day. I can imagine. Poor thing. SO, I stuffed envelopes all day! WOOHOO! Home work time now! Lata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113822175633514894?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113822175633514894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113822175633514894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113822175633514894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113822175633514894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/poor-baby.html' title='POOR BABY!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113814067326686400</id><published>2006-01-24T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T14:11:13.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from the cold!</title><content type='html'>YAY! In thirty eight days Amber Shain is coming to visit me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am SO EXCITED! I can't wait to see her, and to get to show her around my home! If she wasn't coming, I might not get to see her or anyone else until August... BUT, maybe MAY. Either way, I am soooo glad I don't have to wait that long....&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113814067326686400?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113814067326686400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113814067326686400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113814067326686400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113814067326686400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/away-from-cold.html' title='Away from the cold!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113788059242259541</id><published>2006-01-21T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:56:32.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mickey Kelly</title><content type='html'>I just want to recognize today as a day of sorrow, but a day of joy!&lt;br /&gt;Today a year ago, a friend of mine was taken from this earth, but he was brought into his new home with Christ Jesus our savior and friend! &lt;br /&gt;I will be thinking about his family today, and praying for them. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you Mick. Hope to see you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113788059242259541?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113788059242259541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113788059242259541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113788059242259541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113788059242259541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/mickey-kelly.html' title='Mickey Kelly'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113777953923001913</id><published>2006-01-20T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:52:19.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zechariah 3</title><content type='html'>Many years ago, my youth pastor Clayton told us to read a passage from Zechariah. This is what it said: (minus verse 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1 Then he showed me Joshua [a] the high priest standing before the angel of the LORD, and Satan [b] standing at his right side to accuse him. 2 The LORD said to Satan, "The LORD rebuke you, Satan! The LORD, who has chosen Jerusalem, rebuke you! &lt;strong&gt;Is not this man a burning stick snatched from the fire&lt;/strong&gt;?" &lt;br /&gt; 3 Now Joshua was dressed in filthy clothes as he stood before the angel. 4 The angel said to those who were standing before him, "Take off his filthy clothes." &lt;br /&gt;      Then he said to Joshua, "&lt;strong&gt;See, I have taken away your sin, and I will put rich garments on you.&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 Then I said, "Put a clean turban on his head." So they put a clean turban on his head and clothed him, while the angel of the LORD stood by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 The angel of the LORD gave this charge to Joshua: 7 "&lt;strong&gt;This is what the LORD Almighty says: 'If you will walk in my ways and keep my requirements, then you will govern my house and have charge of my courts, and I will give you a place among these standing here. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 8 " 'Listen, O high priest Joshua and your associates seated before you, who are men symbolic of things to come: I am going to bring my servant, the Branch. 9 See, the stone I have set in front of Joshua! There are seven eyes [c] on that one stone, and I will engrave an inscription on it,' says the LORD Almighty, 'and I will remove the sin of this land in a single day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has stripped me clean of all of my sin, given me a new life in Him. He snatched me from the fire, to do something special for Him. Like a branch plucked from the fire. Burning with God's passion.&lt;br /&gt;God is going to use me if I let Him. He will use me to save people. To have charge over many spiritual lives. If I will keep my ways pure, walk in His light, and obey His commands. I know that God has put a higher calling on my life. It sounds way better and more fulfilling than what the world has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;Just something for you guys you think about. &lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113777953923001913?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113777953923001913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113777953923001913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113777953923001913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113777953923001913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/zechariah-3.html' title='Zechariah 3'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113753683856366697</id><published>2006-01-17T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T14:27:18.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot.</title><content type='html'>Well, today I had a meeting with Jordan, and totally flubbed it up. Hahahaha! I swear I get so nervous I can't think, and then I laugh like a fool the whole time, and say weird things that don't make sense. BUT! At least he laughed. Hahahaha! OH MAN! At least he laughed.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113753683856366697?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113753683856366697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113753683856366697&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113753683856366697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113753683856366697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/idiot.html' title='Idiot.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113751736058704188</id><published>2006-01-17T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:02:40.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugged In.</title><content type='html'>So far, life has been a blast. I can't wait to continue to see what God can do.&lt;br /&gt;I have been praying a lot lately, and my heart has been opened to pray when the Holy Spirit promts me. It's an amazing feeling! &lt;br /&gt;The dorm is empty for the next couple of days because everyone is in Beaumont,and I have the chance to be alone. An AMAZING feeling! God is doing so much in my life! Everyday is the same old routine, but there is a bounce in my step, and a smile on my face. Faith in knowing that God is gonna do what He wants, and I'm going to be the clay He chooses to move. &lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;All my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113751736058704188?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113751736058704188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113751736058704188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113751736058704188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113751736058704188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/plugged-in.html' title='Plugged In.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113693661999853292</id><published>2006-01-10T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T15:43:40.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Student Ministries</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day as an intern for Seven Student Ministries. (I called it a youth group, and everyone laughed. I won't make that mistake again.) &lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;I got to make phone calls to students telling them about prayer before service that they are starting, and although the phones were being stupid, I think I did ok. &lt;br /&gt;I also got to write a letter to all of the student leaders in Seven. (There are about 120 of them.) That was a little bit stressful, considering I just do not feel like I have the skills to write a letter to all of them. &lt;br /&gt;This is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Student Leader:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited about the new year and the ideas we have for Seven!   We want    to inform you that we are having prayer before service on Wednesday nights at 5:30pm until 6:15pm.  It is important that we come together and pray for the students in our communities, so we are asking you to attend and be a part of what God is doing.&lt;br /&gt;As we head into the new year, we encourage you to grow in your relationship with God, and&lt;br /&gt;continue to lead your generation.  &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all you do, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Baier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I wrote the letter, not Michael Baier. I find it funny how most pastors that are really busy, sometimes don't write the letters themselves, but have someone else write it for them, and then they (the pastor) critique it,and let that person (being me) print it off, put it in envelopes, and send it away.&lt;br /&gt;120 letters put manually in envelopes, manually addressed, and sent away. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying learning about behind the scenes work, and also ecstatic about working under great pastors and doing what I can to help them out.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to spend the rest of the year learning all I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were seven different ministries INSIDE just being a youth leader that I could choose from. I really felt like God was pushing me towards Development. Development is all about the spiritual growth of the student. Teaching them through prayer, lifestyle, and classes. Not to mention helping push them along in their spiritual growth. I am totally going to love that, and I am SUPER excited to be able to do that. My heart is there, with students spiritual growth.  &lt;br /&gt;The pastor that heads up development is new, and he's only 21. His name is Jordan, and he has another youth leader kinda heading it up with him named Blake. Then comes me. I'm the intern. I get to learn everything about what Jordan is doing with student development. I'm a little worried, because I think we will probably be learning at the same time, but, that makes it more fun! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that is all I have time for now.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113693661999853292?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113693661999853292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113693661999853292&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113693661999853292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113693661999853292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/seven-student-ministries.html' title='Seven Student Ministries'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113682398270767137</id><published>2006-01-09T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:26:22.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Well, for the last three days, I have been quarenteened to my house. The other day, (who knows which one, since they all ran together with me laying in bed ALL DAY) I was sick of laying in my bed, so I took a blanket laid it on the lawn, and slept outside for some time, in seventy degree weather. Talk about a nice winter day. &lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I refuse to be sick, and I'm going to take hold of my healing. NO more sick for me. I can't afford to be sick. I'm way to busy. &lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sitting at this computer, typing to all of you, and praying my way through the day. &lt;br /&gt;I have lost some weight, (YAY) and need some new pants. Hmmm. I don't know how that's gonna work, but ok.&lt;br /&gt;ANswer to prayer: I'm getting my car fixed today for FREE! God is amazing and is continuing to bless me even when I don't deserve it!  Well, I need to work on studying, so I'll talk to ya'll later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113682398270767137?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113682398270767137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113682398270767137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113682398270767137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113682398270767137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113659186919649165</id><published>2006-01-06T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T15:57:49.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down with the dogs</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody. &lt;br /&gt;I woke up the day of the 28th feeling pretty sickly. &lt;br /&gt;Did I do anything about it? NOPE. Why would I ever think of doing that?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. So, now I'm back in Dallas, and I don't have any insurance. Plus, I am still feeling sick. Thank God for doctors that go to my church. A doctor stopped at the girl's dorm, and took a look at me. He says that I either have tonsulitis, or mono. He is leaning more towards mono. STINKY. That means I just have to sit around and wait for me to get better. Please keep me in your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I will feel better soon. I have too much to do to stay sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you guys posted.&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113659186919649165?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113659186919649165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113659186919649165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113659186919649165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113659186919649165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/down-with-dogs.html' title='Down with the dogs'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113643239892879223</id><published>2006-01-04T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:39:58.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where the Armadillo's run</title><content type='html'>Hey! Back to Texas where there is no yellow snow, or salt lines on my jeans! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to inform you all that I had a safe trip, and life is good!&lt;br /&gt;Along with the many things I did at Christmas time, I also caught a wonderous cold! Good Ol' Minnesota! Sigh! Needless to say I am DEFINITELY glad to be back. Though I do miss all my Minnesota buddies.  Up in the fridged north. Poor people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113643239892879223?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113643239892879223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113643239892879223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113643239892879223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113643239892879223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-armadillos-run.html' title='Where the Armadillo&apos;s run'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113565020359186304</id><published>2005-12-26T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T18:23:23.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home for Christmas! WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I hope that  your Christmas is filled with wonder and joy! I am glad that I ran into those of you that I did, and those of you that I didn't, I'm still home for another five days! I don't have time to talk now, but I will post more later!&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113565020359186304?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113565020359186304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113565020359186304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113565020359186304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113565020359186304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113442506588841187</id><published>2005-12-12T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:04:25.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of Narnia</title><content type='html'>People have been asking me to post on what I thought about the Chronicles of Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the Chronicles of Narnia was put together pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;They skipped alot that was in the book, but what do you expect, its a movie.&lt;br /&gt;I thought the little girl was a horrible actress. I mean, sometimes she was ok, but she seemed like she was forcing a smile half the time. Plus it really tripped me out that she looks like I did when I was little. Hahaha! Other than that, I don't really even have an opinion. They had a decently ok fight scene, but it slightly reminded me of a mix between Troy and Gladiator... Or... something like that... ANyways, That's about it!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113442506588841187?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113442506588841187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113442506588841187&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113442506588841187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113442506588841187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/12/chronicles-of-narnia.html' title='Chronicles of Narnia'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113424411439674012</id><published>2005-12-10T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T11:48:34.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hicks and their Dip.</title><content type='html'>Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Here is just three hours of one of my days of late. &lt;br /&gt;I got ready for the day a little later than I anticipated.. Like, six-thirty late. (it was our day off) I hop in my car, drive over to the guys house to pick up the guys. Run out of the house, slip and fall right behind my car. Sprained ankle. (size of a tennis ball) Hobble home to get something, slip and fall again. (Same ankle.) Get to Wal*Mart. I tried to find something to wear for the night on the town we were supposed to have the next night. Well, NO LUCK!  SO! I go out to my car to find that my CD player has been RIPPED out of my dash board by some lousy hick who decided to leave his dip (chewing tabacco) all over my floor! Not to mention that my friend's cell phone was ALSO in my car and ALSO got stolen.  I was not in Dallas. I was in a city SMALLER than mine. Normally, cities SMALLER than mine are safe.. Well, I learned my lesson! The next thing that took place is that I waited for an hour for a police man to show up. He FINALLY got there just to take a five minute report, and drive off, leaving me with a poor ripped apart car. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;The one good thing about the three hours is that I had a box office ticket to see the Chronicles of Narnia. (Day before opening) SO, I got to go to that. Free by the way. And, I met an Eddie Bauer model. (Very pretty boy... Made me sick) &lt;br /&gt;Yup. All of this happened in three hours. Fun night let me tell you.... SIGH&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113424411439674012?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113424411439674012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113424411439674012&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113424411439674012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113424411439674012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/12/hicks-and-their-dip.html' title='Hicks and their Dip.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113374466737183660</id><published>2005-12-04T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T08:18:40.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>The snow is falling gracefully down on the frozen tundra; it sparkles in the light of the newly risen moon. Sounds of Christmas carols fill the evening air and drift ever so softly to the awaiting ears. The wind is brisk as Jack Frost draws beautiful designs on the window panes of every house. It picks up speed as it changes direction, blowing a scarf over a cheerful young child's face. The smell of a pine tree, - freshly cut - sitting in a lot waiting to be bought and decorated for the Christmas holiday. Glittering with tinsel, bulbs, beads, and gadgets; to be adorned with packages underneath its branches. Families filled with laughter and love, spreading holiday cheer and the joy of Christ's coming, gather together. The warmth and aroma of freshly baked cookies, pies, and casseroles from every aunt, uncle, grandma and grandpa joining in the celebration. Where my Christmas began is in a setting  like this, full of love, laughter, and joy. I love my home in Minnesota. I miss all of you who are a part of it. &lt;br /&gt;But, here I am... In Dallas.. It was seventy yesterday... Out in my shorts and a T-shirt. It stinks.. Let me tell you. LOL&gt; LOVe you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113374466737183660?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113374466737183660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113374466737183660&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113374466737183660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113374466737183660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113338039437635350</id><published>2005-11-30T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T11:53:14.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGS!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered what happened to some blogs? Like, seriously. I don't understand why someone gets a blog and does not write in it.. Is it because they just stop? or is it because they are busy? I LOVE hearing about what is going on in everyone's life! I hope to hear the news from everyone when I come home.. Cuz, some blogs are just not cutting it! LOL! I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113338039437635350?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113338039437635350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113338039437635350&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113338039437635350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113338039437635350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogs.html' title='BLOGS!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113312804230504802</id><published>2005-11-27T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:47:22.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving.</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast in Tulsa! The only bad part is that I had to drive home to Dallas.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Thanksgiving was interesting.. I went to my cousin's friend's parent's house. LOL. I know its a mouthfull. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;It was interesting hanging out with a whole family of people who didn't know me, but in the end, it was fine, and I learned alot about feeling weird and getting over it.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Emily is a great cook, and I thoroughly enjoyed the meals she fed me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good time!&lt;br /&gt;Uh, it's been cold here. LOL. I mean, at least forty degrees! SO CHILLY! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything is going ok for everyone, I mean, no one has frost bitten anything right? That's good, that's good!&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see all of you in approximately three weeks. I'm not telling anyone the exact day, I want it to be a surprise when I just show up somewhere.  I can't wait to see everybody though! It's gonna be a busy two weeks! I have to leave the cities on January 1st. So, I hope to go to the New Year's Eve party! It should be fun! &lt;br /&gt;But, enough about three weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;I have three papers I have to write before tomorrow. So sorry this is short. &lt;br /&gt;I gotta get going! Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113312804230504802?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113312804230504802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113312804230504802&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113312804230504802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113312804230504802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113217251084115451</id><published>2005-11-16T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T12:21:50.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to stop and say hi.. &lt;br /&gt;I can't stay long now, but I wanted to let you all know that my car is fixed, and that I am driving it to Tulsa OK for Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you all have a fun Thanksgiving, and I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;All my love!&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113217251084115451?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113217251084115451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113217251084115451&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113217251084115451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113217251084115451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-everybody-just-wanted-to-stop-and.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113147784700500343</id><published>2005-11-08T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:24:07.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaumont</title><content type='html'>Hey. &lt;br /&gt;I am in Beaumont, Texas!&lt;br /&gt;Just helping clean up some hurricane stuff! I don't really have time to write much.... BUT! I have to catch Mickey Mouse before the girls freak out, and I'm enjoying myself completely! People here are SO FUNNY! We are eating CAJUN FOOD! YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;ALright guys, that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113147784700500343?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113147784700500343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113147784700500343&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113147784700500343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113147784700500343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/11/beaumont.html' title='Beaumont'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113105675792716531</id><published>2005-11-03T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T14:25:57.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Velveteen Rabbit</title><content type='html'>Self worth.. What is it? and who gives it to you?&lt;br /&gt;How do you go from being fake to being real? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Does it hurt&lt;/em&gt;?" asked the Rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Sometimes&lt;/em&gt;," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "&lt;em&gt;When you are Real you don't mind being hurt&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"Does it happen all at one, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It doesn't happen all at once&lt;/em&gt;," said the Skin Horse. "&lt;em&gt;You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"I suppose you are Real?" said the Rabbit.  "That was a great many  years ago; &lt;em&gt;but once you are Real you can't become unreal again. It lasts for always&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;The Rabbit sighed. He wished he could become Real without all of the uncomfotable things happening also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The little boy ends up finding the bunny, and loving the bunny, and spending     all of his time with the bunny. The boy represents God. God makes us real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the boy loved him just as much. He loved him so hard that he loved all his whiskers off, and the pink lining to his ears turned grey, and his brown spots faded. He even began to lose his shape, and he scarcely looked like a rabbit any more, except to the Boy. &lt;em&gt;To him he was always beautiful, and that was all that the little Rabbit cared about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What God thinks is all we need to care about. Once you are real to God, you are free to show others who you really are too.... and then other people can see who you are in Christ as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy ends up getting sick, and the bunny has to get thrown out. He is in a bag, waiting to be burned.. His head is sticking out of the top of the bag. A tear falls down his face as he realizes he can't be with the boy anymore. Where his tear falls, a flower sprouts up, and a fairy flies out of the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were Real to the Boy," the Fairy said, "because he loved you. Now you shall be Real to everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let God make you real to everyone. &lt;br /&gt;That's just something I'm trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113105675792716531?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113105675792716531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113105675792716531&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113105675792716531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113105675792716531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/11/velveteen-rabbit.html' title='The Velveteen Rabbit'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-113069964197670064</id><published>2005-10-30T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:14:02.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back from Louisiana, slipping into the schedule of everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;Here at home in Dallas, I have been waking up almost every morning and run to the shower, just to find it occupied. Also, struggling to care what I look like in the sleepiness of the hustle and bustle of the day before.&lt;br /&gt;BUT! GOOD NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;God is still working in my life, and still teaching me how to be the best me He has created me to be!&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so much in the last week!&lt;br /&gt;First of all, that the "perfect man" will never come if I think I can find him on my own. BUT, if I seek God, and ask God how I can become the perfect woman, God will bring him to me. Whether the perfect man is in someone I already thought to be the perfect man, or if he is in some stranger that I have not yet met. &lt;br /&gt;Only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;Boys are stupid right now anyways. LOL (no offense to you boys out there.)&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, God has really shown me that I cannot be responsible for someone else's actions, only  my own. So, I can't blame the way I treat someone on what they did to me. I can only speak for myself, not them. God will deal with them, and God will deal with me. I won't deal with them. I am learning to just stay calm, and keep my mouth shut, that way I am above reproach.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, He is teaching me to trust and know that He is God. To give my everything to Him. It seems like an on-going battle, that I am continuously learning. And it is. He needs to always be my all. Always. I want to jump when He says jump. I want to go where He tells me to go. And I want to trust Him enough to be able to do these things. &lt;br /&gt;That's what has been going on in my life. I am praying for you all, and I want to let you know I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-113069964197670064?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/113069964197670064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=113069964197670064&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113069964197670064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/113069964197670064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/mundane.html' title='Mundane'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112941684474101590</id><published>2005-10-15T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T15:54:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louisiana</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody! &lt;br /&gt;I'm in Lousisiana right now,but, life is good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm helping out with the refugees from New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;People here call everyone baby... LOL. It's pretty crazy.. But the FOOD is AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;Please remember to pray for all of the people here. Their hearts are so broken.... &lt;br /&gt;A man said to me one day; "My heart and my home are in New Orleans." All they want is a listening ear to hear their troubles, and a little bit of love. It's very touching. This woman named Lelaina lost all she had and ran to Georgia. In Georgia she was at a shelter. Her daughter had just had surgery a few days after getting there, and they were ordered to go to the church service that night. Lelaina told them that her daughter had just had surgery, so she wasn't going anywhere. A pastor kicked her out of the shelter for missing the service. A PASTOR. That kind of thing upsets me... Anyways.. So now she is here in Lafayette in this shelter just hoping to be accepted. &lt;br /&gt;After she told me her story, I gave her a hug, and promised her I would pray for her. Since then I have seen her,and someone had stolen her cell p hone. Things just keep getting worse for this lady. If you could please keep her and the rest of these people in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a Louisiana state University football game tonight, hopefully anyways. Should be fun! I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112941684474101590?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112941684474101590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112941684474101590&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112941684474101590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112941684474101590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/louisiana.html' title='Louisiana'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112907399366002640</id><published>2005-10-11T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:39:53.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ya'll!</title><content type='html'>Hey.. I will be spending the next five days in Louisiana... So just wish me luck! I can't talk cuz I'm talking to Brooke Devine on the phone..... She's HOTT! &lt;br /&gt;Loves everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112907399366002640?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112907399366002640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112907399366002640&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112907399366002640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112907399366002640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-yall.html' title='Hey Ya&apos;ll!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112890320415734518</id><published>2005-10-09T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T17:13:24.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MotorPlex</title><content type='html'>Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;I just spent the last four days, LITERALLY - except for sleeping - at the races. It was great!  It was Drag Racing Nationals, and they had it at the motorplex in Ennis, which is twenty minutes from where I live.&lt;br /&gt;I worked at the concession stands. (The only reason why I know how to spell concessions is that it was plastered on the shirt I had to wear for four-teen hours a day). Anyways, it was fun... But, there were drunk guys everywhere, and alot of hitting on being done.. Not too fun.. But, hey, we got paid for it. I got to eat a TURKEY LEG! Just the most hick delicassie (nope, can't spell that) ever invented. SUPERB! Yeah, I don't think I have ever been around more hicks in my life. It was crazy.... What else? OH! I get to go to Louisiana for four days.. Just to help out with the hurricane victims.. That will be fun, but I'm sure I will be exhausted... AND- SIGH, nothing else guys. Thank you to all of you who called me the other day, that made me feel special, and I was surprised that you all miss me so much. Thanks I love you. &lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112890320415734518?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112890320415734518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112890320415734518&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112890320415734518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112890320415734518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/motorplex.html' title='MotorPlex'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112836942380521806</id><published>2005-10-03T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:57:03.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merely Ashes</title><content type='html'>Devoted-&lt;br /&gt;Originated in the Old Testament.&lt;br /&gt;Definition: To be consecrated, set apart, burned- usually in sacrafice to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fully devoted to God, to be a sacrafice, BURNED for His glory. Ashes. Destroy self in such a way that only God can use it. &lt;br /&gt;Ashes cannot do anything. They sit and they wait for the wind to blow. Ashes can only be moved by something. Moved by the Creator that made the ashes.  To be ashes, to only be moved by God. To wait, and ONLY do what the Creator moves us to do. &lt;br /&gt;When you let people move you, you are not allowing God to burn you, and make you ashes. Do not allow people's words to affect you. Only when God moves. &lt;br /&gt;Does that make sense? It does to me.&lt;br /&gt;Be set apart for my God. &lt;br /&gt;Let Him move me and only Him move me. Do not let the things of this world affect who we are. God is the Creator. Let HIM create who you are going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all so much. If you ever need me, I'm here. Call me... Email me... You know where to reach me. &lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112836942380521806?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112836942380521806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112836942380521806&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112836942380521806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112836942380521806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/merely-ashes.html' title='Merely Ashes'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112827853727944645</id><published>2005-10-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T11:42:17.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Life</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys... The other day I was diving into the Bible, and  found some really cool passages that I can apply to my life daily. Here there have been some crazy types of people that tend to get on my nerves... God gave me some different verses, and just kept on blessing me with more. I will paraphrase, I will put it in quotes if it is quoted. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROVERBS 17&lt;br /&gt;It is better to have no food at all with peace in a house, than a feast with strife.&lt;br /&gt;-keep peace with those around you, and those you have to live with.&lt;br /&gt;A wise servant rules over disgraceful sons&lt;br /&gt;-be a servant to all.&lt;br /&gt;God tests us&lt;br /&gt;-God is testing me now, making sure my motives are pure.&lt;br /&gt;"He who covers an offense promotes love, but whoever repeats the matter separates close friends." (vs. 9)&lt;br /&gt;-Do everything in love, let things die that you hear. DO NOT SPREAD LIES AND TRUTHS.&lt;br /&gt;"A rebuke impresses a man of discernment more than 100 lashes a fool." (vs. 10) &lt;br /&gt;-Let's just think aobut that for a minute... WOW. God calls us to love the rebuke. Listen to those who know what they are talking about. &lt;br /&gt;"A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity." (vs. 17)&lt;br /&gt;-Love everyone.&lt;br /&gt;"A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up bones." (vs. 22)&lt;br /&gt;-Be cheerful in everything. You want to make people happy, not dry their bones. &lt;br /&gt;A discerning man keeps wisdom in view.&lt;br /&gt;-Don't let your eyes wander from the goal God has set before you.&lt;br /&gt;"A man of knowledge uses words with restraint, and a man of understanding is even tempered." (vs. 27)&lt;br /&gt;-Watch yo mouf foo!&lt;br /&gt;"Watch your mouth, be wise with what you say. Even a fool is thought wise if he keeps silent, and discerning if he holds his tongue." (vs.28)&lt;br /&gt;-Watch yo mouf foo!&lt;br /&gt;PROVERBS 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A fool finds no pleasure in understanding but delights in airing his own opions."(vs2)&lt;br /&gt;-There are alot of verses here about keeping your mouth shut. I am definitely learning that one.&lt;br /&gt;-HUMILITY COMES BEFORE HONOR!&lt;br /&gt;"He who answers before listening - that is his folly and his shame." (vs. 13)&lt;br /&gt;PROVERBS 19&lt;br /&gt;"It is not goood to have zeal without knowledge, nor to be hasty and miss the way." (vs. 2)&lt;br /&gt;"He who gets wisdom loves his own soul; he who cherishes understanding prospers." (vs. 8)&lt;br /&gt;"A man's wisdom gives him patience; it is to his glory to overlook an offense." (vs. 11)&lt;br /&gt;-shut your mouth and forget that someone offended you.. Be patient.&lt;br /&gt;"Listen to advice and accept instruction, and in the end you will be wise." &lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. Just thought I would share my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are all in my prayers....&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112827853727944645?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112827853727944645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112827853727944645&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112827853727944645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112827853727944645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-life.html' title='Ah Life'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112759383325725901</id><published>2005-09-24T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:30:33.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Disgusting</title><content type='html'>SO! &lt;br /&gt;Hi Ya'll! Life has been interesting... I'm learning how to deal with idiots.. &lt;br /&gt;Yes,  yes, there are people worse than Hibbinites. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;But, God is still growing me.. And I know God is going to multiply the twenty cents I have right now. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to tell you about the heading of my post;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving to Wal*Mart the other day, and I had to sneeze (because there is stupid dust everywhere), and did so. When I opened my eyes, there was a creamy haze all over my windshield! LOL Needless to say,  I had some trouble finding my way around until it dried! &lt;br /&gt;There you go. That is about as exciting as my life gets right now. &lt;br /&gt;It's pretty slow around here. Alot of the things we are supposed to be doing have been cancelled because of Rita. STupid Rita!&lt;br /&gt;I am learning some Spanish though while I am here. &lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine from GRAND RAPIDS MINNESOTA is here also, and she lives with a Spanish family. They are SO NICE! I love them, their house is my safe house here. Anyways, so I'm picking up on some Spanish from them.. Sweet HUH?&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112759383325725901?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112759383325725901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112759383325725901&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112759383325725901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112759383325725901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/totally-disgusting.html' title='Totally Disgusting'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112724625611722467</id><published>2005-09-20T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T12:57:36.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhhhh.{lawn}</title><content type='html'>My whole post just got erased somehow.. Well, I'm learning to trust in God more often...&lt;br /&gt;I have no money for this month, and my car is still broken, and to fix it, it's going to cost me lots of money that I don't have.....&lt;br /&gt;So, trusting in God is definite. &lt;br /&gt;TOday we worked on weeding and cleaning out all of the dorms garages.. All four of them. &lt;br /&gt;I did all of this in 90 degree weather! WOOHOO! TOtally fun!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112724625611722467?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112724625611722467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112724625611722467&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112724625611722467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112724625611722467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/uhhhhlawn.html' title='Uhhhh.{lawn}'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112672053835816662</id><published>2005-09-14T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T10:55:38.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in general</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.. Life in general has been pretty crazy.. People are driving me absolutely batty. You know, nine girls in one very tiny one floor house is kinda crazy. I would like to live in the garage. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we just started our first day of real master's today... It's fun.  We had alot of prayer, and we've just been helping serve the church. Ilove it.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it's been kinda hard for me here... Some people don't like me, and they have no reason not to. But, then again, I'll make it I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;Tim's mom called me and was not happy to hear that ppl were mean. That made me feel much better....&lt;br /&gt;My car's ummmmm fuel injectors? are leaking, and it sux......&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  I gotta go. I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112672053835816662?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112672053835816662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112672053835816662&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112672053835816662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112672053835816662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-in-general.html' title='Life in general'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112639434413459065</id><published>2005-09-10T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T16:19:04.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody! &lt;br /&gt;it's been really hard for me to get to a computer, so I 'm sorry.... I still dont have full internet access.. but I hope to by the end of the week.. But, for now I love you guys.. Talk to you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112639434413459065?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112639434413459065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112639434413459065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112639434413459065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112639434413459065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey_10.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112594881761250588</id><published>2005-09-05T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:33:37.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ya'll!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey... SO! I am in Dallas, TX! &lt;br /&gt;It's our second day of orientation today!&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will be sending you a list of the reasons why the south is SO DIFFERENT from the north.. But, for now, I just thought I would say hi. I love you all and I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I get a cell phone today.. I'll give you guys the number, but it will be a Dallas number. &lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112594881761250588?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112594881761250588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112594881761250588&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112594881761250588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112594881761250588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-yall.html' title='Hey Ya&apos;ll!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112559630410216854</id><published>2005-09-01T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:38:24.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm leaving Duluth today for my three day trip driving to Texas. I love you guys. Thanks for the prayers. &lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm out. don't have time to write.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget hunny, to brush your teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112559630410216854?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112559630410216854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112559630410216854&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112559630410216854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112559630410216854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112536744207878316</id><published>2005-08-29T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T14:31:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img305.imageshack.us/img305/8606/im0009941yk.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright everybody. It's my last night, and I'm sitting here with Brooke Devine. I have a few personal notes for each person. If you aren't on the list, I'm sorry I have forgotten you. &lt;br /&gt;Farewell to you all, and I love you. I'll see you guys at Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea: All I have to say is, you are hott, and don't ever stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brooke: You are my love. I will miss you, and, I want that real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Dude, you have gone before me. I know how the pain will be real, and is real for us both. I know we will make it. I miss you, and I know that God's doing big things in you. Hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly Flynn: Keep up the Instagators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: The purple dress looks good on you. ;) I love you Sabrina. Never lose your humor, and stick with Jesus, He's the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jac-Atac: My best friend, what will I do without you? Please, stay just like you are. I told a certain someone to take care of you for me. I'm sure he will. If you need me, I am only a phone call away. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Williamson: Some days have been rough for the two of us, but you are a compassionate heart. Thank you for being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al: Ha, hey dad, you rock my world. I'll miss you.... and I know I bring this up alot, but, I really did love dancing with you. Keep that humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: MCDONALD'S SUX! LOL. Let GOd continue to change your life. I want to see lots of progress when I come home. OH, and You're HOTT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: You are my better half. I will miss you the most of all. I love you. I'll see ya when I get back. Hang in there. Your sister is almost as good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112536744207878316?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112536744207878316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112536744207878316&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112536744207878316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112536744207878316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/farewell.html' title='Farewell.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112516775379679167</id><published>2005-08-27T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T11:35:53.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img224.imageshack.us/img224/1462/im0001809sr.jpg" width="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the best picture ever taken, thanks to Robin Unger. &lt;br /&gt;All of my camp glory can be summed up in this one picture. LOL. I just thought I would share this with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave Tuesday for Master's Commission.. I will miss you all, and will love to have your prayers and support. Thanks again. &lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112516775379679167?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112516775379679167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112516775379679167&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112516775379679167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112516775379679167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/yum.html' title='YUM'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112500966303979817</id><published>2005-08-25T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T15:41:03.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For All The Ladies...</title><content type='html'>Here's all the rave, what everyone has been talking about! The one, the only, JASON!&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/1593/im0001212ml.jpg" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checking to see if I can actually get this picture thing to work...&lt;br /&gt;YOu know I love you Jason......&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amber Shain!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112500966303979817?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112500966303979817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112500966303979817&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112500966303979817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112500966303979817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-all-ladies.html' title='For All The Ladies...'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112494931987539176</id><published>2005-08-24T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T22:55:19.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To bless Amber</title><content type='html'>Amber! (And everyone else interested)&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, this is the funniest thing, and I laughed so hard I almost peed my pants, and I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. ( At least since camp) Amber, you are the only person who can appreciate and understand this, and you probably already heard.&lt;br /&gt;Molly Flynn was opening her preasants Tuesday, and I hear Steph say "careful with that one Molly" as Molly pulls a fish out of the bag... I INSTANTLY bust o ut laughing.. LOL. I almost fell to the ground... Molly was laughing too... as all I can repeatedly say is, "put on a dry surface, if it flops, dont worry, its just adjusting." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for you Amber.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the lovely one.&lt;br /&gt;Steph is a LIttle Marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112494931987539176?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112494931987539176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112494931987539176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112494931987539176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112494931987539176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-bless-amber.html' title='To bless Amber'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112448668198209921</id><published>2005-08-19T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:24:41.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello!</title><content type='html'>All my plans for Master's are going well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm running around trying to get  packed, and trying to see everyone I need to see and get everything done that needs to get done... Who knew it could be so crazy????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, So! Ms. B. stopped at my house the other day.....&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who don't know, a couple of girls and I had a special drawer in Ms. B's desk that we kept goodies in ( something sweet, something salty, lotion, tic-tacs, gum, etc.) and when she came, she brought me a "care package" that had all of the items that we used to have in her desk drawer! It was very sweet!&lt;br /&gt;She then went on to tell me of her plans for next year.... She had applied at a bunch of different places, and had ended up getting a job at NERCC (A juvenile correctional facility in Duluth) as an English teacher. So, she was minding her own business getting ready to do that, and God just opened the door for her to stay in Hibbing! The HCC called her to let her know of an English opening they have! It was super cool.! So, she gets to stay in Hibbing, and teach the students she loves.... Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's my cool story for now, I hope some of you read this!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112448668198209921?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112448668198209921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112448668198209921&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112448668198209921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112448668198209921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello.html' title='hello!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112404762780759186</id><published>2005-08-14T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:27:07.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want that real bad.</title><content type='html'>hopefully this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you ladies out there........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Life has been extremely crazy! I went to camp, and then I found out that I leave two weeks from Teusday for Dallas Texas.......&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't talk right now becuz I have MOlly Flynn and the Instagators over, but I will chat later...&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, promises, promises... but no, Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112404762780759186?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112404762780759186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112404762780759186&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112404762780759186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112404762780759186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-that-real-bad.html' title='I want that real bad.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112114570038276128</id><published>2005-07-11T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:21:40.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liscense</title><content type='html'>I go in to Grand Rapids to take my behind the wheel test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt; I hope I pass. They say that Grand Rapids is way better than Hibbing, so hopefully, I will make it thru the testing ok, and pass with flying colors (well, if not colors, at least pass!)&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;OH! Except I have this HUGE bruise from a canoe race on SUnday. It hurts really bad. I think I bruised muscle. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112114570038276128?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112114570038276128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112114570038276128&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112114570038276128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112114570038276128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/07/liscense.html' title='Liscense'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112106168223497267</id><published>2005-07-10T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:01:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah!AH!AH!</title><content type='html'>I am in this wedding this week, and it's going to be completely crazy! I don't really have much time to talk about it right now, but let's just say it is out of town, and  I probably won't have my liscense by then.. SO!    Off I go to prison for a week!&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112106168223497267?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112106168223497267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112106168223497267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112106168223497267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112106168223497267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahahah.html' title='Ah!AH!AH!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112067579524693886</id><published>2005-07-06T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T11:49:55.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Loot!</title><content type='html'>Hey All!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Duluth {D a Loot!}&lt;br /&gt;I drove, and that in itself was an awesome time.&lt;br /&gt;SO! Our journey started at the county jail to visit my brother. Unfortunately, they moved t hem to Douglas county.... SO! We had to find where in the world we were supposed to go. WE [tim, jac and i] foudn out that it was in Superior. "What the heck!" we thought, "Might as well head down there, it shouldn't take too long." WIth a little help from our friend Matt Zimmer, we found our way to Superior. After crossing the bridge, we stopped at a gas station and asked a sweet young lady where the douglas county jail was. To our luck, it was right down the road! So, off we went to the jail where we spent an hour waiting to see Josh for 15 minutes... Which, started my crabbiness.... It was bull that we had to sit there for an hour to only be allowed 15 mintues with him. Next, I realized that the $15 I had mysteriously disappeared. Now my attitude has gotten to that of a 12 year old. Horrible, I know. I'm working on the attitudes I have.&lt;br /&gt;But, one plus was that I just drove to Wisconsin all by myself.. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;So, next we attempted to meet up with Matt Zimmer to hang out. That went well, and we began to romp at play front, and freeze off our patooties. Then off we drove to bring the dearest Ari home, with which we saw the intersting sister in law of the man I love. Not a bad time.&lt;br /&gt;So, now the boyfriend and I had been fighting all day, and there was a sour air about us. Bummer. But, we were civil about it at least. Next stop, Hardeez to see what Deanne was up to! WEll, Deanne had to close the store, so we brought Tim to Matt's house, and left him there.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Hardeez to pick up Deanne! Deanne and I decided to go to Perkins, while Jac-Atac stayed at D's house and took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;At Perkins there was this waiter, and he was good lookin' {not as good lookin as Tim] and he was hitting on Deanne and I .. Needless to say, I stayed far away from flirting iwht him, but tried really hard to get him interested in Deanne. LOL. That was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we went back to Deanne's, woke up Jac, then Jac and I headed for good ol' Hib Town.&lt;br /&gt;There was some really heavy fog on the way home, and it was tough driving.. But, we made it home by four in the morning, so good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Next on my plate in the next couple weeks is spending all of my time helping my friend with her wedding.. Woot. Woot. I'm going to be exhausted afterward.  Life shall be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;THat's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112067579524693886?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112067579524693886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112067579524693886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112067579524693886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112067579524693886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/07/da-loot_06.html' title='Da Loot!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-112044558150912168</id><published>2005-07-03T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:53:01.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huzzah!</title><content type='html'>I just spent the weekend in Wisconsin for a family reunion!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun! I brought my boyfriend along and of course everyone realized how BIG that was... It was funnny.... I spent alot of my time with little kids and Tim....&lt;br /&gt;I have three cousins on my d ad's side thta I have never really thought of before as cousins.. its just so hard to think of them as that when I only see them once every three years... It's such a bummer...&lt;br /&gt;But, that's all that I have been up to lately.. Oh!&lt;br /&gt;I hope to rid myself of Taco John's and go work elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I have applied at the "Y" Lucky Seven, and the Range Center.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I will get both jobs.. that would be a blast. I certaintly could use the money.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-112044558150912168?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/112044558150912168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=112044558150912168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112044558150912168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/112044558150912168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/07/huzzah.html' title='Huzzah!'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111938045076109777</id><published>2005-06-21T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:00:50.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So it seems...</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been so crazy. I have been thinking so many things lately. I then have thought, "Dude, I should post this on my blog." But, Alas... I have forgotten all of these things, and so thought I would tell you of the tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111938045076109777?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111938045076109777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111938045076109777&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111938045076109777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111938045076109777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-it-seems.html' title='So it seems...'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111880120564010753</id><published>2005-06-14T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:06:45.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insecurity</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days that I just stop and wonder, "What is wrong with me?" It seems as tho none of my friends really wish to be my friends... Is it all fizzling out and fading? Must I go thru turmoil before I say farewell to this black pit called Hibbing? Must I leave wanting NE'ER to return????????&lt;br /&gt;Eh, just a little lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111880120564010753?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111880120564010753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111880120564010753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111880120564010753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111880120564010753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/06/insecurity.html' title='Insecurity'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111880109061957997</id><published>2005-06-14T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T19:04:50.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebuttle</title><content type='html'>Ok. So, I guess I have to apologize. While I still REALLY like that movie for it's plot, there were some sex scenes that prolly should not be supported. I was a tad-bit offended by those, but, other than that, (if you don't mind a little entertaining action) it was a tremendous well-written movie. If you disaggree, feel free to comment.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111880109061957997?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111880109061957997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111880109061957997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111880109061957997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111880109061957997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/06/rebuttle.html' title='Rebuttle'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111867936122758805</id><published>2005-06-13T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T09:16:01.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Smith</title><content type='html'>Hey Ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;I saw an AWESOME edge of the seat movie last night.&lt;br /&gt;I recommend that all of you peeps out there that like comedy/action movies, GO SEE IT!&lt;br /&gt;It's called Mr. and Mrs. Smith. It will keep you on the edge of your seat laughing, and wondering what is going to happen next!  SUPER COOL.&lt;br /&gt;Life as I know it has been crazy....  A lot to think about.&lt;br /&gt;My grad party was on Saturday... It was crazy awesome...  So many ppl, so little time....&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH MONEY. It is crazy how much God has blessedme when I do not deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;All glory and honor and praise to His name.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111867936122758805?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111867936122758805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111867936122758805&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111867936122758805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111867936122758805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-and-mrs-smith.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Smith'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111758135367726297</id><published>2005-05-31T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:15:53.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY</title><content type='html'>I have been SOOOO busy! I am done with school after tomorrow, and life is as busy as it could be. I have found that most of my friends do not like me, or so it seems... So, I have just been haning out with Jac-Atac lately. I hope she isn't getting sick of me.. Sometimes I think so. I wish to only be a blessing to her.. I suppose I shouldn't write my thoughts in a blog that she reads huh? lol. oh well. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for graduation! For all of you reading that I haven't sent a grad announcement to, Come to MY grad party! it's JUNE 11th from 3-6.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I spent the weekend with Tim in Duluth. That was alot of fun. You know, I really wish I could get out of this town and just stay there... Well, only three more months or so and then I'm off to Texas. Sigh. That will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111758135367726297?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111758135367726297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111758135367726297&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111758135367726297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111758135367726297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/05/busy.html' title='BUSY'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111678806464526860</id><published>2005-05-22T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T11:54:24.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>So! Master's called, and they are finally sending me my information packet! Yay! I also get a free T-Shirt with it! Cool Cool! God has been so faithful!&lt;br /&gt;Getting me a raise and everything to continue to bring me closer to my goal!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I finally have my  keys to the Coffee house. Some Fridays I will be opening and closing the coffee house. That is our college group at the church. God has just been so faithful in giving me a leadership position. I am so thankful!&lt;br /&gt;Life has had its ups and downs, but I know God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;While I am away at Master's Commission, I will be doing most of my updating on this blog rather than sending out mass emails. At least, that's my guess as to what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for now, that's about all.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111678806464526860?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111678806464526860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111678806464526860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111678806464526860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111678806464526860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/05/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111634041372060867</id><published>2005-05-17T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T07:33:33.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Slide.</title><content type='html'>Now that the research paper is turned in, there is a new sense of freedom in the senior hallways.&lt;br /&gt;No longer is there any stresses for the seniors who will be done in 10 days! Well, except for the history classes... If you are in Econ, you have a stock portfolio and a final, and if you are in Anthro, like me, you have a HUGE final. But, other than that, school as we k now it  has become a relaxing experience of sorts. Wonderful... &lt;br /&gt;Inhale the glorious freedom.&lt;br /&gt;We also get year books today. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111634041372060867?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111634041372060867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111634041372060867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111634041372060867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111634041372060867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/05/senior-slide.html' title='Senior Slide.'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089430.post-111599561950194084</id><published>2005-05-13T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:47:00.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(Chickens and Grasshoppers.)</title><content type='html'>Hey. &lt;br /&gt;SO! My whole paper is due on MONDAY!! I'm going crazy! At least I got my rough draft done on time.. But, the actual paper? Highly unlikely. There are so many things to correct, and only three days to do it.. PLUS they are jam packed days... ANyone who reads this should call me, and not let me do anything but my research paper when I'm home... Nor let me do anything fun. (Except Rustproof.) Saturday, I should work on my research paper all night.. but I know... I'm not gonna want to.. But I GOTTA!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8089430-111599561950194084?l=superstar55746.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/feeds/111599561950194084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8089430&amp;postID=111599561950194084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111599561950194084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8089430/posts/default/111599561950194084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superstar55746.blogspot.com/2005/05/chickens-and-grasshoppers_13.html' title='(Chickens and Grasshoppers.)'/><author><name>SuperStar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10904236454406445418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
