the first time i remember getting hurt was in california i think,lets say maybe 5or 6, we were visiting family and there house was sitting on top of a gigantic hill and the play ground was of course down the hill. i started running down the hill and the farther down i ran the faster i got. in a split second my feet slipped out from under me and i fell knees first. i looked down and i had rocks in my knee. my mom and dad cam running down too. but were smart enought not to jet down. my dad picked me and carried me back up the hill. BY the time we got to the house i had a pull of blood running down my leg, staining my socks. when we got in the house they washed off my knee and put a big ole bandaid on it. needless to say i was very soar the next couple of days.
other than that i have had many falls, scrape and brusies since then. more or less they are all hilarious, and could have won 10 thousands dollars on AFV.
i am thankful for an extordinary God who has been by my side and for everyday he blesses me and my family.
i am thankful for my family as well, including all my teachers that have helped me get throught the years. i have done it without them.
i am thankful to have a roof over my head and is able to come home everyday to a family.
i am thankful everyday i am alive.
everyday my friends, teachers, preachers and everyone else that wakes up everyday.
if i had a chance to go back, i wouldn't change a thing.
i am thankful that i can go around and help everyone i can.
for the soldiers that are keeping our country free and safe.
For a great church family
and much much more!!!
what are you thankful for?
How much, how much
Do you really know
How much, how much
Well let me tell you
How much, how much
You are loved
These words go out to anyone
Who's ever felt so unlovable
I'd just like to say to you
That lie is so not true
This message is for the broken down
They say you can't turn your life around
No matter what you do
Well that lie is so not true
How much, how much
Do you really know
How much, how much
Well let me tell you
How much, how much
You are loved
Take the depths of the deepest ocean and go deeper
Take the top of the tallest tower and go higher
Take the best day that you've ever had
Try to imagine better than that
And it still don't come close
To how much you are loved
Don't worry about what you've done
God's love goes out to everyone
And here's the wonderful, beautiful truth
That includes me and you
So let it find you where you are
Wrap it's arms around your weary heart
And all the love you're longing for
You'll find all that love and more
How much, how much
Do you really know
How much, how much
Well let me tell you
How much, how much
You are loved
How much do you really know?
think about it...
spring break was a blast.
got to hang out with dad and even mom too. i passed my asvab test for the air force and can't wait to see what i can do. i also went to church camp with my new church i recently started going to and it was awesome. we played doge ball and frisbee golf. we went conooing and did skits for the sermans and the services we awesome. that was the most fun i have ever had since my family reunion in colorado. now i cant wait to graduate!! only a couple more weeks.
1 lIVE FOR GOD
2 AIRFORCE ENGINEER
3 FINISH COLLEGE
4 GET A SUCCESSFUL JOB
5 BUY A GOOD HOUSE
6 GO MISSIONARY TRIP
7 GO ON MORE MISSIONARY TRIPS
8 HELP PEOPLE ALL OVER THE WORLD
9 TEACH KIDS ABOUT JESUS
10 MAKE NEW FRIENDS EVERYWHERE I GO
11 BUILD SHELTERS
12 GO ON VACATION WITH FRIENDS
13 VISIT OLD TEACHERS
14 BECOME A BETTER PERSON
15 MAKE THE BEST OF ANY SITUATION
16 REMEMBER TO PRAISE GOD IN EVERYTHING I DO
17 CONTROL MY ATTITUDE
18 CONTROL MY TEMPER
19 LIVE TO FULLEST
20 CONTUE MOVING FORWARD
Pain makes me laugh. Not only my pain, but my friends as well. I really don't know why I laugh at my friends pain, but I always make sure they are OK before and after i have had my laugh.
I laugh at my pain because that is how I cope with it. When I fractured my pinkie in middle school, I laughed so hard i cried. I didn't cry because my pinkie hurt, I cried because I laughed so hard, my stomach hurt. Actually just the other day my sister smacked me in the face a one pound bag of pepperoni and I was rolling on the floor. I didn't even realize that my nose was bleeding were my glasses had cut it. My nose didn't hurt, my stomach did because couldn't breathe. It stayed taut and wouldn't relax.
I make jokes about my pain, especially to the person who caused it. My pain is rarely serious, its because me or my sister were doing something stupid. Most of the time it is an accident. I have a lot of funny stories about me and my family falling, smashing into doors, and hitting each other on accident. It is funny, whether we get hurt or not because I laugh either way.
as a freshman it seemed to drag on and on forever. now its flying by and wish it would slow down. i usually goofed off the first couple of years and had the i don't care attitude. come to realize it is not a very good attitude to have because in school everything counts. i paid for my mistakes, i had to stay after school for credit recovery so i could get all my credits for geometry and the next year i also had to retake chemistry for half a year and i am passing with 106. i didn't think i was capable of doing that. but guess what i did because i changed my attitude, payed more attention to the teacher and studied hard. it was not easy let me tell ya. it was a lot of hard work and late nights, but it paid off. that one little change in determination kept me from failing and i will be happily graduating this year!!!
to look back and think that i could have very easily failed to graduate is a big eye opener. I love school but not enough to come back. But i do owe a huge Thank You!!!! to all of my teachers for putting up with me and helping me change my grades around and giving me along with a million other students support. Believer or not they are here to help, not just hand out DM's and tell you what to do. they are here to help you learn and prepare you for college and life outside of school. without an education it is very difficult to go far. more or less get a decent job. school matters and can ultimately decide were you start in reality. you can decide whether school can be fun or it can be a royal pain, you decide. GOOD LUCK UNDERCLASSMAN!!! i really do mean that.
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