Free Hugs

This is definaltly one of my favs.
i want to marry this guy.

Treadmill dance

Any one got a treadmill?

40 questions!

1. Are you wearing a necklace?
yep..jen fry just gave it to me.

2. What is the last thing you got in the mail?
University application form

3. Crush?
i don't like the word crush...

4. What color is your shirt?
black
5. How many bedrooms do you have in your house?
4

6. What song are you listening to?
apres moi my regina spector

7. What was the last mall you've been to?
lancaster.

8. Are you alone?
indeed

9. Do you have any older siblings?
yeah X2

10. What was the last thing you ate?
pizza

11. Who was the last person to come over to your house?
No clue

12. Who was the last person to call you?
John

13. Who was the last person who texted you?
don't have a cell phone

14. What should you be doing?
writing an essay thats worht 30% of my final grade and i havn;t started.
15. Who is the last person you IMed?
Matt

16. Did you go out to eat yesterday?
nope

17. What are you thinking right now?
thinking about sitting in social studies class in grade 6 on sept. 11th when we found out that the twin towers had been hit.

18. What color are your pants?
PJ's! gray with little snow men

19. What color is your keyboard?
off white

20. What do you feel like eating/drinking?
redbull

21. Are you in college?
not yet

22. What is the last phrase you wrote?
good good.
23. Are you bored?
nope..don't get bored easily..to much to think about

24. How many teeth do you have?
all of them minus 3 and 1/2 wisdom teeth.
25. Do you wear glasses?
yep since grade 7.although most don't remember that i wear glasses

26. What color are your shoes?
bluish

27. Last thing you drank?flat 7-up

28. Last kiss?
saving that.

29. What are you doing right now?
procrastinating

30. What are the last words you said?
is E.R on?

31. Do you have clothes on?
yes

32. Best part about today?
varity show at school

33. If you could be anywhere right now where would it be and who with?
on the top of a mountain somewhere on a undiscovered island, enjoying solitude

34. Do you like llamas?
yeah..beacause they give us fleace

35. Do you have a cut on your pointer finger?no but i have 2 scars and a hangnail


36. Where is your cell phone?
non existant

37. Do you have any friends named Robbie?
nope.

38. Do you have any friends named Nikki?
yepp

39. Do you have any friends named Mary?
nope
40. What were you doing last night?
i hung out with a girl who speaks very little english.Then watched the world trade centers. then stayed up thinking about it the entire night litterly.

Birches

Birches
Robert Frost
When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.
But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay.
Ice-storms do that. Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-coloured
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,
And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
So low for long, they never right themselves:
You may see their trunks arching in the woods
Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground,
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.
But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm,
I should prefer to have some boy bend them
As he went out and in to fetch the cows—
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,
Whose only play was what he found himself,
Summer or winter, and could play alone.
One by one he subdued his father’s trees
By riding them down over and over again
Until he took the stiffness out of them,
And not one but hung limp, not one was left
For him to conquer. He learned all there was
To learn about not launching out too soon
And so not carrying the tree away
Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise
To the top branches, climbing carefully
With the same pains you use to fill a cup
Up to the brim, and even above the brim.
Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It’s when I’m weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig’s having lashed across it open.
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches

I'm starting to think that our entire generation has been brain washed into thinking that if we don't go to university or finnish high school that we can do nothing with our lives.that people who don't continue with school have no hope for a happy life.it breaks my heart that this is what we are taught.sure university can be great.sure you might get a better job, sure you may make more money..but happiness?.happiness has nothing to do with the level of education you recieved.Saying this dosn't meen that i'm not going on to university or even encourage others not to either.i'm just thinking that god has a plan for everyones life.no matter what grade you finnished.education is a wonderful privilage..but you don't need a degree to say that you have been educated.i would love to simply talk to people..travel the world..And get an eduaction from first hand expirences..not from a text book.

-erin

Starting to think..maybe school just ain't for me.

12"But before all this, they will lay hands on you and persecute you. They will deliver you to synagogues and prisons, and you will be brought before kings and governors, and all on account of my name. 13This will result in your being witnesses to them. 14But make up your mind not to worry beforehand how you will defend yourselves. 15For I will give you words and wisdom that none of your adversaries will be able to resist or contradict. 16You will be betrayed even by parents, brothers, relatives and friends, and they will put some of you to death. 17All men will hate you because of me.18But not a hair of your head will perish. 19By standing firm you will gain life. Luke 21:12-19

my heart crys out for that friend of mine on the bus today.The girl who bravely stood up for her faith when being tormented and bullied. my heart is weeping yet i have hope. I stood up on the bus today to try to help this friend of mine along with josh and my other friend.it was praticly impossible for me to say anything because of where i was seated. but i prayed i prayed for my friend and the boy who was tormenting her and drilling her about her faith, i prayed for josh and other christians on the that they may see what was happening.then for some reason god told be to sit up and look around.. and you know what i saw, Christians. Lots of Christians! fellow Preacher kids, new christians, christians up and down the rows!
And i know that if i can name several then there may be some who i don't even know about.And with that i had hope! We are not alone!We need to stand up when we see others being tormented, if that meens trying to help by praying, being part of the conversationand doing your best to take some of the pain on yourself, or getting of the bus a few stops to late to talk to the person.

18But not a hair of your head will perish. 19By standing firm you will gain life.

And it's time for Aidan!

“If a man is offered a fact which goes against his instincts, he will scrutinize it closely, and unless the evidence is overwhelming, he will refuse to believe it. If, on the other hand, he is offered something which affords a reason for acting in accordance to his instincts, he will accept it even on the slightest evidence.” — Bertrand Russell, Roads to Freedom

open your entire music list, turn on shuffle/random, hit next track for each question, write the title and then the band in brackets, add personal comments if you want. no cheating, that's stupid.


How am I feeling today?
love come around
By: the hill billy band

Will I get far in life?
gravity
By: sarah breilles

How do my friends see me?
ancient walls of flowers
By: marcy playground

When will I get Married?
it's only me
By: barenaked ladies

What's my theme song?
the vampires of new york
By: marcy playground

What is the story of my life?
Rialto
By: laura viers

How can I get ahead in life?
beautiful dawn
By: the wailing jennys

What is my best feature?
it's raining men
By: geri halliwell

How is today going to be?
closer to fine
By: indigo girls

What is in store for this weekend?
old man
By: the wailing jennys

What is my life like at the moment?
rebal sodville
By: marcy playground

What song describes my secrets?
shoebox
By: barenaked ladies


What song will they play at my funeral?:
another postcard
By: barenaked ladies

How does the world see me?
take it down
By: wailing jennys

Will I have a happy life?
secure yourself
By: indigo girls

What do my friends really think of me?
The parting glass
By: indigo girls


What is my theme song while I walk down the street?
ever fallen in love
By: pete yorn

What song plays while I sleep?
get in a line
By: barenaked ladies


What is my amazing dance song?
love bug
By: marcy playgroud

How do I relax?
in love with the 80's
By: relient k

Well that was compleatly pointless.yet somewhat interessting.

Aidan took his first step the other day!

my head is spinning.

today i decided to take all my photos and crap of my bullitin bored and reorganize them. in the process i found i picture of my next dorr neighbour from when i lived in wingham.This lady had such an impact on my life she has no idea she was one of my best friends and the closest thing i had to a grandmother.i thougt back to when i first met her.

i was 5 or 6 i think and i was walking down the street with my mother when on my neighboors lawn i saw a cat. i ran up to the cat to pet it. my mother called me back, but the lady sitting onm the porch laughed and said it was alright.after that we were great friends. at first i would go over to her house to see the cat ( alec was his name)but eventually i would go over to see her.the cat died my our friendship did not. we would spend hours talking over ice tea, she listened to me..she cared.when i moved to N.B we lost touch and it saddens me. one year my family went back to visit and i knocked on her door praying that she still lived there. she answered the door and we spent the day together, she took me out for ice cream and we talked and laughed together.Again we lost touch. i thought about her often..then last year i started writing her a letter about how much i appreciated her and how i missed her . i never sent it.

so today when i found the picture i looked closely and there to the left of her was the numbers on her house.And with that i could sent her a letter as i lived on the same strett and it was such a small town that we all had the same postal code.i remebered the day i took the pisture..just before i moved.i ran downstairs excited that i could finally sned her a letter. my parent were sitting at the table talking, i showed them the picture and told them my plan.then they told me that when they were in wingham this summer them found out that she had died from cancer ..last year.

so now i'm lost.i keep thinking that if i had sent that letter a year ago then she would have know that i loved her and how much she touched my life.i con't believe that i let us lose touch.
i'm grieving and it way sound silly because i havn't seen her in 5 years but something is different. i had always pictured going back someday and knocking on her door again and going for ice cream.but know that will never happen.she's gone.
the worst part is that i can't simply hope that i'll meet her agina someday in heaven..because i don't even know if she belived.

that brings up more thoughts.my like this my cancer?she wan't even that old! she wasn't done her life! how could god let her die?!

maybe i'm just over reacting but i've never hasd to deal with death before, i've never met my grand faters and my gradmothers both died when i was little.
i've always wanted to have grandparents and she was the closest thing i had and now i have nothing.

so i think the whole point of this post was to encourage you to send those letters, so make those phone calls. tell the people that you love just how important they are to you ..before it's to late.

Is this not the most adorable kid you have ever seen?

Your results:
You are Superman

Superman 100% Spider-Man 85% Hulk 60% Supergirl 58% Robin 57% Iron Man 45% Batman 40% Wonder Woman 38% The Flash 35% Green Lantern 35% Catwoman 20%

You are mild-mannered, good, strong and you love to help others.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test

Why?

Why do the babies starve
When there's enough food to feed the world
Why when there're so many of us
Are there people still alone
Why are the missiles called peace keepers
When they're aimed to kill
Why is a woman still not safe
When she's in her home
Love is hate
War is peace
No is yes
And we're all free
But somebody's gonna have to answer
The time is coming soon
Admidst all these questions and contradictions
There're some who seek the truth
But somebody's gonna have to answer
The time is coming soon
When the blind remove their blinders
And the speechless speak the truth
-tracy chapman

The weekend.

So this weekend was exciting to say the least.i was easily persuaded to go to fredericton to visit my friend genna.soon after i arrived i got a phone call from my mother telling me that i have to be in church the following morning to do a puppet performance...this sent me into an immediate panic and calling many people long distance on genna's cell phone(payed by her mother).
To sum up my weekend i have had to much coffee,rode a crapy bike that was to big for me, ate a 6 year olds halloween candy,went to the meeting place,the market,, almost got hit by a few cars,nearly froze to death,hung out in my brothers apartment when he wasn't there with 3 people who also did live there and watched reruns of lost,named my new hat(luther) visited amanda fricker, went to a "birthday" party, had light saber battle in my friends living room and had some definate firsts and lasts...ok maybe not all lasts.

so now i is sunday afternoon and i have a crap load of studying to do, a bus ride home. but all i want to do is sleep and take tylonol.

well i'm off.

Erin.

i wish i was a child again

what is going on?
where has the time gone?
i can't seem to wrap my head around the things that change in such a short time.
i just found out that one of my best friends from when i was 10 or so is pregnant. i can't seem to get it.
how did things change?

ohh there are days that i wish i was a child again.

please keep this friend of mine in your prayers.

-erin

Psalm 51:10
Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
amen.

so i was thinking again about how awsome god is to have created the universe but then out of no where i started singing yet another song:
I have a maker
He formed my heart,
before even time began
My life was in his hands
He knows my name
He knows my every thought,
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
I have a father,
he calls me his own
He'll never leave me,
no matter where I go
He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call
He knows my name
He knows my every thought
He sees each tear that falls
And hears me when I call
He hears me when I call

this song sums up just what i'm thinking and prasing god for right now. God made such a wonderful creation and yet he stills knows ME! wow well i just find that so hard to understand yet so wonderful. i thought i share that with you.

-erin

Last night i didn't sleep much i was up allnight reading, thinking and staring at the stars from my bedroom window. And it hit me how awsome the creation is! a huge universe so huge that i cannot even begin to comprehend.i was looking at the stars thinking and i started to think about how far away the stars are. if we look at something 5 lightyears away we are really seeing the past.and if we could see way out into a distant gallexy let us say 2 million lightyear away we are really seeing what happend 2 million years ago!that even before the world began! Our universe is so great that our creator well their are no words that begin to explain.then theirs the fact that even now our world is still expanding..it's consently changing and getting greater! now on this many of us may be on different pages but i personally belive that you can be a christian and be a creationist and still belive in the Big Bang theory. so lets say that god created the world with a "big bang" and the universe is still expanding and so logiclly somday it will be so great that it will collaps and shrink back down again to that ball of gas. that brigns up the question: is that what god meens by a new heaven and a new earth? but that also brings up another question: has it happened before. of course we cannot possibly know for sure because all life would be desroyed in the collaps other than primal elements. i don't know what i think about that possiblity but somewhere within me something is saying no. this is the first time.
any way i encourage you to take the time to simply stare at the stars and stand in awe of our awsome creator!


Lord Of all creation
Of water, earth, and sky
The heavens are
Your tabernacle
Glory to the Lord on high
God of wonders
beyond our galaxy
You are holy, holy
The universe declares
Your majesty
You are holy, holy
Lord of heaven and earth
Lord of heaven and earth
Early in the morning
I will celebrate the light
When I stumble in the darkness
I will call Your name by night
God of wonders
beyond our galaxy
You are holy, holy
The universe declares
Your majesty
You are holy, holy
Lord of heaven and earth
Lord of heaven and earth
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth
God of wonders
beyond our galaxy
You are holy, holy
Precious Lord reveal Your heart to me
Father holy, holy
The universe declares
Your majesty
You are holy, holy
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth
Hallelujah to the Lord of heaven and earth

this story from the fourth centry but is retold in brian mclaren's book :A generous orthodoxy.
it sums up how eastern orthodox church sees the importance of the incarnation. in jesus god came as a human to save all creation. i find it thought provocking and just plain beautiful.

Once apon a time there was a good and kind king who had a great kingdom with many cities. in one distant city , some poeple took advantage of the freedom the king gave them and started doing evil.they profited by their evil and began to fear that the kingwould interver and thro them into jail. Eventually these rebeles seethed with hatred for the king. they convinced the citythat everyone was better offwithout the king, and the city declared its independance from the kingdom.
but soon with everyone doing whatever they wanted, disorder reigned in the city.there was violence,hatred,lying , oppression,murder,rape,slavery, and fear.The king thought: what should i do?if i take my army and conquer the city by force, the people will fight against me and i'll have to kill so msany of them, and the rest will only submit through fear or intimidation, which will make them hate me and all i stand for evenmore.how does that help them--to be either dead or imprisoned or secretly seething with rage?but if i leave them alone , they'll destroy each other , and i breaks my heart to think of the pain they're causing and experiencing.
so the king did something very surprising. he took off his robed and dressses in the rags of a homeless wanderer. incognito, he entered the city and began living in a vacant lot lear a garbage dump. he took up a trade--fixing brokenpottery and furniture. whenever people came to him, his kindness and goodness and fairness and respect were so striking that they would linger just to be in his presence. they would tell him their fears and questions, and ask for advice. he told them that the rebels had fooled them, and that the true king had a better way to live , which he exemplified and taught . one by one then two by two then by the hundreds people began to have confidance in him and live in his way.
their influence spread to others, and the movement grew untill the whole city regretted its rebellion and wanted to return to the kingdom again. but ashamed of their horrible mistake , they were afraid to approch the king,believing that he would certanly destroy them for their rebellion. but the king-in-disguise told them the good news: he himself was the king, and he loved them. he held nothing against them, and he welcomed them back into his kingdom, having accomished by a gently, subtle presence what could have never been accomplished through brute force.

-erin

karen boyce! you made my day.thanks!

Disconnect?

Ring Ring. "Yes hello mouth? this is the head calling.i was just wondering why you never say what i want you to?"

thoughts &questions Prt 3

it's now midnight. and my father is bugging me to go to bed and i know i should but i need to finnish. i need to get these thoughts out so that i can have some peace.

Love.
something that has brought up questions for me for years and i don't think that they will ever end.
What is love to me?
is it a feeling?and emotion?
a commitment?
a risk?
something only in our dreams?
is it something that only some people find?
is it something you "find" at all?
and what does it truly meen to love?
does true love never fail? how bout love at first sight?
and falling out of love?
should love hurt?
how do you know is you really do love someone?
does anybody have perfect love?
why does god love me?
and why would anybody?

i had a conversation with someone once and it ended with me being rather upset and with more questions. this person told me that people use the word love to flippently.

do i agree with that?
in some whys i do but at the same time i srtuggle with it. i think every body needs to be told that they are loved.but is it false?
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i've blocked myself of from love and now i have trouble loving people without guilt, i'm trying despertly to let people in to letthem get to know me which is one reason i made this blog. i try to wirte in this like i would a diary forcing my self to let people know what i'm thinking instead of putting up a wall. ( thank you jonathon for showing me exactly what i was doing)
i'm now trying to let peple in.
-- i had a row with my borther this summer and one of the things that i didn't want to hear (thats true) is the fact that as soon as their is somethingk wrong i shut off from the world.

i have forced myself not to love because i don't want to get hurt again ( i'm not talking about romantic love) i was so concerned that someone would let me down that i stopped myself from loving.
-recently i had a conversationg with someone about that very topic and they said this.: "The beautiful thing about love is , there are no guarantees"the thing that makes love special is the fast that it's a risk..we don't know what will happen ommorow or the next day.but if we chosse to love it can make a world of difference.

i guess the only constant love is gods.he perfects our love.god is the only one that can truly love perfectly.

now that brings up more quesions.
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what is perfect?
we can't possible know what perfec tis because we have never experienced anything compleatly perfect. infac ti'm amazed that it's evern a word.if we knew what perfect was thenevery sigle person would agree.there would be no doubt about it. and if we knew what perfec twas there would immediatly be people allover the world trying to make it a reality.
now here's when what i just said comes into conflict with my faith. we do have an example of perfect , jesus.so we as christians should be doing more to make perfect happen!

so here's my last question for tonight. What is my perfect?what is yours?
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what all these questions make me think about is the story that Wright used in his book " simply christian"
there was world compleatly ruled by a dicator..not a bad one but he never the less had compleat control.but allthrough the world there was these abnormally springs of water that would pop up.it made the dictator feel less in control so he took controll be paving the intire world. cement comering every where other thab designated wells. And he was in controll. but then something becang to happen the water began to fose it's way out and shot out every where.

this story is basically supposed to be a parralle to our world . we take contolr of our lives by paving it over blocking out questions. but everntually the questiongs break through and pop put every where. Thats where i'm at now.
well more on the story later.
-erin

Thoughts and Questions prt 2

more questions.
Anther thing i've been thinking about is how i preceive god.Jon gave us this thing a that had a listof things that we may possibly discribe god as. it it too got me thinking. What do i really belive? who is god to me.?and how has that image of god i have changed over the years?
i can't quite rember how i pictured god when i was a kid beacue i never really quesioned it. it was just part of who i was. then i thought of god as more like a friend like somone walking beside me ready to listen anytime. And then i got mad and my image of him changed to more of a god who wound up the clock at the beginning of time and is now watching us suffer. but that changed to. i once again believe in a personal god who cares and participates in our everyday lives.but i think i've come to realise that i'm never gonna get the image of gods perfect because i'm so simple and god is so complex i cannot even begin to understand him. The only thing i know for sure is i'm not praying to the pictures of white, long brown hair and bearded jesus that are hung up every where you go.

-erin

So many thoughts & questions prt 1.

My mind is racing. my head is full. i can think straight because so many things are going on in my head. obessive thinking is my problem.compulsive?i don't know.I cannot even begin to fully explain everything but i need to try to get some of this out. deep breath.

*please skip this post if rambling is something you have a problem with.

so the last ..year has brought me many questions but the last few months i have been over whelmed. this week in particular.and i'm not even sure where to start.
this week at youth group we looked at the story of the prodical son.(luke 5:8) i've heard this story over and over i could recite it if i had to.but the other night i saw it in a whole new light.now i know what i'm about to go on abpout has been said by many people all through the ages but please bare with me as i do it once again.

i feel like that son.reading that story i can now relate. i've taken what the father gave me and scwandered it.i ran off and wasted evey thing. and when i was gone i was left empty and basically eating with the pigs.now i'm coming to my sences and realizing that i'm hungry but if i were home with my father i would be full.so i guess now i'm going home i can see the father in the distance but i'm stuck. my feet won't move.my heart tells them to go my my head is to busy questioning itself to make them move.
now many people leave it at that.they compare themselves to the son and drop it. but thats where i saw the story in a new way. it's not about the son or me it's about the father. maybe the story should be titles "the forgiving father"the father is running with his arms wide open just longing for the son to come home. and when the son finnaly makes his heas listen to his heart and embrasses the father.the father instantaniouly forgives the son.this takes the breath from me.what i wonderful promise!
in the bible i was reading form at youth there was a set of bible study questions. here is one of them.
look at your life, where are you?
1. at home but not very happy
2.in the far off country
3.coming to your sences
4.on the way home but not sure what you'll find
5.just arrived and feeling great
6.enjoying the party

this question made me think and i encourage you to think about it too. but it also brought up the question : do we get to the party in this life?or is heaven the party?.

well i'm coming home but i'm not sure what i'll find but i sure hope that the partys not to far off.

-erin

Look at my heart again
Look at the mess
I've got it in
I'm trying to trust in You
To know that you'll see me through
Through my pride
Through my shame
Into Your love
Into Your grace
I'm not looking back
Till I see Your face
And I'm running straight to You Because
All I really want to do is to fall into
The emptiness that is
The space in-between us
To break this division
All I really want to do is to fall into
The emptiness that is
The space in-between us
Erase it and bring us together again
My life's like an open book
Nothing is hidden when you look
You break through my boundaries
Revealing my insecurities
But through my pride
And through my shameYou show me love
You show me grace
I'm not looking back Till I see your face
And I'm running straight to you
Because
Here I am saying I need you
I know I need you
Here I am, I'm coming to meet you
Cause I want to see you

goodness.i'm truly pissed off.so not only do my parents snoop through my stuff but their taking pictures of it now. when it comes to my stuff i have absolutly no privacy..and they wonder why i'm such a private person and refuse to talk to them.hmm.geesh.

surpirse visit

Oh the blessings that i've had.Amanda fricker and mike came by today for a visit..it's just what i needed.


Erin grace
(peace&grace)

And the rain poured down.

yesterday it rained and rained. I stood out side until it stopped.and it was when i was jumping in a puddle soaked to the bone with my best friend that i relised that i'm only 16.for so long i've been frustrated with my self trying to make myself older than i am.And it worked.i lost my youth i lost myself and i also lost sight of god.
so here's the truth friends. you may hfave noticed through my posts that i was struggling..but for the most part i've just continued my life not telling anyone the truth.i've actually lied.. more like pretended. i pretended to be a christian.singing songs and going to church.but if someone had asked me directly if i was a christian i don't know what i would have said.the last few months i've grown closer and closer to being a agnosic than ever befor.i stoped believing i was angry.anger consumed me. anger for god..for myself and the mess i'd made of my life so far.And angry with the world.
i blamed of my lack of faith on some of the reading i've been doing latly.but deep down i know that the lack of faith didn't start with philosopy. it's just what i turned to when i couldn't make sence of what i did believe.
i refused to believe because i said "the world is too messed up for there to be a god that cares" i thought that maybe theres a god who created the wolrd and like a wind up clock let us go.doing nothing but watch us suffer. But o boy waas i wrong. i've relized that there are so many beautiful loving people in this world who genuinly care about me that the must be a god!
friends i thank you from the bottom of my heart for the prayers. and for the patience that you\ve had with me.you have been a gift.and i truly aprecite it.
so to get to the point.last night i rededicated my life to christ!and i feel like a load fell off my shoulders.
now i know that it's not going to be easy but i've learned this.. that doubting you faith is important..because if you never doubt...you have no faith. catch my drift? i'm sure that there will be times in my life that i will again turn from god beacause of doubt..but now i know that it is an essential element in truly finding the truth.
so today i started fresh i pulled out mybible fixed it up reduct taped the cover to hold the pages of my teen study bible together and held it there and for the first time in ages had a hunger for gods word.

another thing that i've been thinking about is a man named Victor. Victor has hiv Aides. and honestly i doin't even know if he's still alive.i met victor in a hospital in new york for termanlly ill patients most of them had aids.they were on their death beds. to quot myself from an old post.." i was walking through the hall with paul when he waved us into his room. The man was weak and you could tell it took all his strengh to lift his arms but the first thing he did was raise his arms and say " I love God". he was dying from aids. but he was absolutly beaming .we prayed with him then sang this song ( come unto me) . victor was trying to talk and lift his arms and was so happy. i couldn't grasp how someone that close to death could smile.But wait that isn't even the most amazing part! when we left the hospital we were talking to our guide about our expirences and we told her about victor.She got super excited and then told us that the day befor, the other half of our team had visited victor and he had given his life to christ.When they saw him the first time he was so sick that he wasn't talking and couldn't move. But the VERY next day he was trying to talk and move and he was beaming. " If the day after this man DYING of aids was joyful than i can have that joy too!!and as victor found..that joy only comes from one thing. Jesus.


I believe in the sun
even when it is not shining.
I believe in love
even when I feel it not.
I believe in God
even when He is silent.
(written on a wall in a concentration camp)


well please keep me in your prayers.thankyou again.

Erin grace
(peace&grace)

A little philosophy inclineth man’s mind to atheism, but depth in philosophy bringeth men’s minds about to religion.--francis bacon.

suppose i better not quit now then but keep digging.oh dear.

oh the public library.

...And their stupid hours

arrrgg.What is this world coming to when fathers spend more time on their computer than with there kids.
My father just refered to his laptop as his precious. funny how things change..i used to be his precious.

-erin

living on memories

I like to dream yes, yes,

right between my sound machine

On a cloud of sound

I drift in the night

Any place it goes is right

Goes far, flies near,

to the stars away from here

Well, you don't know what we can find

Why don't you come with me little girl

On a magic carpet ride

You don't know what we can see

Why don't you tell your dreams to me

Fantasy will set you free

Close your eyes girl

Look inside girl

Let the sound take you away

Last night I held Aladdin's lamp

And so I wished that I could stay

Before the thing could answer me

Well, someone came and took the lamp away

I looked around, a lousy candle's all I found

Well, you don't know what we can find

Why don't you come with me little girl

On a magic carpet ride

Well, you don't know what we can see

Why don't you tell your dreams to me

Fantasy will set you freeClose your eyes girl

Look inside girl

Let the sound take you away

woot. my dad comes home from boston tommorow!....then he leaves again in a few days.

Catchy music..And foreign languages

So I've been listening to this song lately and it's one of those songs that is so darn catchy that you can't help but sing along but this one was in a language that is compleatly foreign to me. Then i got curious ,what was it that i was singing along to? what did these strange words mean? Well i turned to my good friend google and found out. So it turns out that i have been worshipping a hindu god. haha.

-erin

The myers brigg prayer.haha

ISTJ: Lord help me to relax about insignificant details beginning tomorrow at 11:41.23 am e.s.t.
ISTP: God help me to consider people’s feelings, even if most of them ARE hypersensitive.
ESTP: God help me to take responsibility for my own actions, even though they’re usually NOT my fault.
ESTJ: God, help me to not try to RUN everything. But, if You need some help, just ask.
ISFJ: Lord, help me to be more laid back and help me to do it EXACTLY right.
ISFP: Lord, help me to stand up for my rights (if you don’t mind my asking).
ESFP: God help me to take things more seriously, especially parties and dancing.
ESFJ: God give me patience, and I mean right NOW.INFJ: Lord help me not be a perfectionist. (did I spell that correctly?)
INFP: God, help me to finish everything I sta
ENFP: God,help me to keep my mind on one th-Look a bird-ing at a time.
ENFJ: God help me to do only what I can and trust you for the rest. Do you mind putting that in writing?
INTJ: Lord keep me open to others’ ideas, WRONG though they may be.
INTP: Lord help me be less independent, but let me do it my way.
ENTP: Lord help me follow established procedures today. On second thought, I’ll settle for a few minutes.
ENTJ: Lord, help me slow downandnotrushthroughwatIdo.Amen.

A poem I like.

Mirror, Mirror

A young spring-tender girl
combed her joyous hair
'You are very ugly' said the mirror.
But,
on her lips hung
a smile of dove-secret loveliness,
for only that morning had not
the blind boy said,
'You are beautiful'?
--spike Milligan

It was raining when I woke up this morning So to escape I...went back to bed But then the rain started leaking through the ceiling And pretty soon it was pouring on my head .

-mattew west.


This pretty much sums up how i'm feeling this..year

The blog world. Seperate from all else ?

i've been noticing latly that it seems like you can have tottaly different realtionships with people through blogs and often none loff the stuff you blog about comes up in other conversations.

just a thought.

For all who have died in the hope of the resurrection, and for all the departed, let us pray to the Lord.
Lord, have mercy.


The crocodile hunter is dead.And everyone knows.it's on the news and the internet.people are talking about it on the phone, msn, blogs ect. But my question is "what about the other approximate 146,000 people dying in the world per day from varying causes.Who's gonna talk about them? should we all put roses on our msn names to show respect?

33,000 children die from poverty daily.Every day, more than 16,000 children die from hunger-related causes--one child every five seconds.Every year, nearly 11 million children die before they reach their fifth birthday. Almost all of these deaths occur in developing countries, 3/4 of them in sub-Saharan Africa and South Asia, the two regions that also suffer from the highest rates of hunger and malnutritionEvery year, more than 20 million low-birth weight babies are born in developing countries. These babies risk dying in infancy, while those who survive often suffer lifelong physical and cognitive disabilities. 25 million people have died from AIDS, which has caused more than 15 million children to lose at least one parent. 200,000 people died in a tsunami caused by an Asian earthquake in December.

i could go on and on.

Therefore we do not lose heart.Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.For our light and momentary troublesare achieving for us an eternal glorythat far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,but on what is unseen.For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.

thats the life of a PK

So my father is taking a month leave form work. i found this out resently and it was quite a surprise because my dad has worked every day of my life other than his much to short holiday once a year which is more often that not interupted.so when he told me the news i quickly thought that he would be home to spend some time with myfamily. my dad is a work-a-holic and i the only time he has to talk is at meals once in a blue moon and when he's driving. but even then he is always distracted.But instead of him being home this month he will be in different places on retreats...away from home.
.figures.

september....oh the possiblities.

i'm calling out to you.

friends. i need your prayers.i need your assurance. i need your patience. i need your help.i am not in a good time right now and being away from the ones that i am able to confide in and trust dosn't help.i 've never fought with my sister before(there is 14 years between us)..but in the last week it has been stressful to the breaking point.i'm hurt and i'm sure she is too.i need the patience to get through these last days .i'm tired , afraid and stressed. Thing that she's does when she's stressed are the things that stress me the most. And i know that i'm not the easiest person to live with either.this is a small glimps into some of the stuff that i am dealing with right now. I apoligize if i seem like i am hiding . hiding things that make me who i am.hiding from the people whom i trust the most.
right now what i need is not for you to tell me that it is gonna be ok . but you to be here with me when it's not.
friends here's the truth.i live behind a mask. a mask that tells people that i'm a happy go lucky person who is not easily angered and that is laid back. who has a perfect life a perfect family.and the truth is that i would love for everyone to go on believing those things.but the problem is that would be a lie to you and to myself.And i'm afraid that if i don't try to slowly break away the mask that it may get messy and you will all quickly realise who i am.so again i ask you for your prayers your assurance your patience. i need your help.

i hate the word someone.that is it.i hate it.i wish that i never had to use the word ever again.
.the end.

the rock won't get out of my shoe...it's starting to hurt.

There's a rock in my shoe. well several.here's a start.sorry about the ranting nature of this post.

--> i'm tired because i didn't sleep at all last night.so now i feel sick.i miss my bed.i miss my dog. i miss camp medley more than anything.i'm pissed off.i havn't seen my friends in ages.there are no doors in this house.i can't escape.i really just want to go and climb up my favorite powerline and look down at the river valley.manatoba is flat.and boring.people have invaded my privace and over stepped on some things that should be left alone.

-->lord give me patience.

So i have just returned from my adventure in the sticks. AKA Pinawa manatoba. i visited for a couple of days with my aunt silvia and my uncle keith.so in a town a small as pinawa there is not that much to do other than....sailing which i rather enjoy. keith took me out on the good old A2 (arrowhead 2) for a sailing expedition which intaled being attacked by the youngest pirate i've ever laid eyes on and jumping off some rather high cliffs.the later was quite a thrill.we also witnessed a water plane crash...although since it was simply a model seaplane no one was injured haha.so other than sailing i went and picked veggies with my uncle...quite an experiance if you have a uncle like mine... i went for a hike with my aunt and drove keith's tracker over the front lawn.
so a little about my aunt and uncle.my aunt silvia is my father's sister and she has the most beautiful garden i have ever seen. like magazine garden. actually there are pictures of it in magazines . She is also a grade 2 teacher.
and my uncle well he's...excentric. and thats an understatment.he works at a plant that disposes of radio active materials.he's the one that makes sure that nothing is going to be harmful to people. sometimes i wonde if some radio active stuff got on his food..he is now the only person i know that has a full vegitable garden..on his roof.

Any way i am back with jenna yves and aidan for 9 more days then i'm flying back home!see ya in a few days

Erin.

oh so much can happen in just week and a half.
Aidan is now clapping ,starting to crawl, offering kisses and saying his name as well as hi and dada . Babies are such a joy!

...I wish my brain were a toaster so i could unplug it so it dosn't start fires in my life.

There is no place like the maritimes. the view from the plane was amazing! And were my prayers answered or what! i was really nervous but on the flight to saint john but a lady with 2 kids sat beside me.. she turned out to be a flight attentant.she evenshowed me exactly were i had to go.

N.B landscape is beautiful
Toronto is more smoggy than i remember
and maniatoba is well..flat

anyway visiting with the family is great and sometime soon i will put up some pics.

Erin

Fairwell to the maritimes.

My flight leaves in a few hours! I have a few hours in toronto Then off to winnipeg I go!

See you in september.
erin

This is sad.I meen pathetic.it's sunday afternoon and already i want to go back to camp.i miss it. I can't believe i'm saying this but i miss the D-hall where there is about 4 different worship songs being sung at the same time almost without end. I went to church today and ,even with the praise band playing, i felt as if the church was dead. maybe thats what chapel at medley does to you ..make you realize what church and worship can be. Now i'm not saying that camp medley is the only place that happens cause that would be foolish. Camp medley is not a "magic" place as i once thought it was, but simply a place in the middle of nowhere that many young ,on fire for God, christians gather during the summer months. Anyway i need to stop reminiscing and do something.

Ohhh the highs and lows of life at camp medley...I'm tired frustrated and I've lost all patience. There were days where I wanted to come home hide under my bed and stay there..Then there were days that the thought of leaving made me sick. My mind is racing and the last 4 weeks are a blurr.This year has been a test and a challenge and at points I lost sight of my goal but now I realize more clearly then ever that if the events of this year hadn't of happened I'd be a very different person. For better or for worse? I don't know, but I'm slowly starting to except the fact that what I think doesn't matter cause it's in the past and nothing I do or think will change that. I feel like a hypocrite and an actor and have been living a lie , in fact I have been and I'm sick of it. I feel like I have entered the perverbeal eye of the storm. well it's time to rest my tired bones.

--oh how i wish my brain was a toaster. i could unplug it when i don't want it...so it doesn't start fires in my life.

Erin

Different, wonderful and exhusting

So i'm home fom my first week as an LIT at camp medley.Three words to sum up the week are different, wonderful and exhusting. I truly appreciate all the work the staff does and have a wonderful new perspetive of how the camp works.
As a camper i always thought that the staff was crazy when they would say "i love you guys" some of them had know me just a week but now i not only understand it but know that they were telling the absolute truth for in just a week i have come to love the campers. The campers had their challanges of course but each of them brought something different and are so special.i've learned so much this week so much that i cannot begin to make a list but the one thing that really sticks out is that god was my strength and without him none of last week would of been possible!Oh and one last thing...never never mow lawns wearing jeans and a black sweater!i'll never use the phrase "heat stoke" flippently again!
so know its sunday and in a few hours i'll be back up at camp meeting the next group of campers that i'm sure will be just as wonderful, different ,and exhusting.

-Erin

oh what a week..day trip to halifax, italien food,movies,late nights,weddings and sleepovers.
And with alll that fun i havn't had time to think about camp yet...let alone pack..it 's the night before and the only thing i've packed is my bible and socks.

So it's final the plane tickets bought i leave august 2 for winnipeg and come back on the 30th

Why the world needs superman...

if the world had superman then many of the events of last night wouldn't of happend.
so my amigo Genna and i head out to go see the movie nacho libre and 9:15 . We arrive there at 8 and promptly change our minds about the movie we want to see. we both wanted to go to the superman movie but i was being cheap and wanted to use my cupon. So she buy our tickets to superman that shows at 10:00. so we're there 2 hours early. So we head to the balkbarn and buy all the candy my 5 bucks will get us. then we hop over to the pet store and look at all the pets we want to take home..but can't..in a few mins we get kicked out cause it's closing time. so we to mcdonald's then back to ther theater.still early but thats ok..we go and watch all the previews. so the superman movie was amazing! or as genna says "bloody awsome"so the movie gets out at 12:30 and thats when we discover that not just saint john's weather suck but also the city bus system.So at quater to 1 in the morning genna and i are stuck on the east side and we need to get uptown..happy Birthday to me.. eventually we become desprate and ask a group of compleat strangers if we can get a rise home with them...that didn't work. So we start to walk. And this is a message to JEN FRY....That e-mail you sent us caused us to stop at the corner cause we were too paraniod.So we called a cab praying that we could run in to her grandparents house and grap some money to pay.the cab ride home was a fun time with the loud uncencored rap music haha. We ended up paying the guy with mostly nickles and dimes. Good times

oh what a wonderful day. my sister gave me a guitar for my birthday And my best friend whom i havn't seen in a year may be coming down thursday.woot.

Granola bars float. My morning in the sticks

So my plan for the day was to go up to oak point and pick some strawberries to make so cash.So my dad drove me up cause he had to do a funeral anyway, but we were running really late and we couldn't find the place i was looking for. But missing out on the strawberries was the least of my worries...My dad was getting really late so we were going 120 and passing trucks in no passing places. It could of been more scary but i've gotten used to it over the years haha. Any way we can't find the place so my dad drops me off at the end of the road in oak point and says see ya later.so i pace around trying to get a signal on the cell phone to call my friend genna who lives a couple miles down the road. No answer.So i start walking. To where?how far?for what reason? None of those i can answer but i just walk. i thought about hitchinking home but then i realised that there were practically no cars anyway.as i'm walking over a little bridge i realise that i don't have to walk on the road..so i hop the gard rail and wade into the creek.the water was beautiful so i keep walking promising myself that i won't go past my knees..2 feet later i'm so far in the brush that i can't see the road any more..we've all heard the saying "curiosity killed the cat".well in theis case the cat got very wet.but soaked to the bone i keep walking and thats when i find it ..the perfect place. It was a fallen tree over the river and it was calling my name to come sit on it. So i climb onto then eat my lunch..Granola bars float.Then i was so tired that i decided to have a nap. So i lie down on the tree hoping that i don't roll in to the water. Evebtually i think it's time to go back but a tree that special can't me nameless so i name him mortimer and i name the tree beside him ursala so he won't be lonely. heading back i see it..another wonderful tree.it was a perfect climbing tree that leans out over the water. i had to practcally swim to get to it but i was worth it. And of course a tree this wonderful but have a name but not just a first name but a last name also..Mr Harvey F. Wentworth. yes tha is what i named the tree.so then i climb back onto the road and stick out my thumb..the car that i saw in the distance turned out to be my father..he thought i knew it was him haha.

Here are some Love freddy'ton / TEC photos

ok so i'm not much of a poet but i wrote this watching an amazing sunset on the tower of the camp medley warfe. so here goes. The word Beauty can also be replaced by love. actually..i think i like it better that way.Any way tell me what you think.

True beauty

Now this is what true beauty is,
not something you see
not something you hear
nor something you feel
it's something you know
for true beauty dosn't hide
or remain silent
or come and go.
true beauty stands up,
waves it's arms and screams
"here i am , look at me"
not in a rude or arragent way
but gently and peacfully, yet bold
and i know this
i didn't find it
nor stumble upon it ,
for it was never hidden,
but it was given to me.
put in my hand .
A gift that will never be taken away.
I know that there is true beauty in you.

some random things that you may or may not want to know about me

-I love the rain
-i have a brother and a sister
-i have people in my life that are like brothers to me
-i wish i had are grand parents as i have none
-i have gone to 6 diffrent schools
-i dream every night and remeber All my dreams.
-i didn't talk till i was three
-i love chessecake
-i only see my best friend once a year for a few days yet it sometimes seems like we havn't been apart
-i have a weird taste in music including jazz, rock and regga but not limited to those
-i have abnormally flexable joints in my hands
-i feel like i can relate to soloman when he wrote eccleciastes
-i used to live in an amish farming village
-then i moved to the lower west side of saint john
- have all my pogs
-i carry a lighter but never smoke
-i hate staying in one town for too long
-i rode a bike the same year as i started talking
-i hate romeo and juliet
-infact the only character i like in the whole thing is mercutio
-but i respect shakespeare
-i write on my hands alot.
i like snow untill the end of january
-i have been in a fist fight
-have never been to the centre of the earth
-sometimes i can be a bit weird
-i have set myself one fire many times
-I miss someone very much right now
-I've laid on my back and watched cloud shapes go by for many hours
-I have flown many a kite
-i love puddles
-i've thrown flaming paper bags in to the saint john harbor
-i've had a few secret bonfirs in the volly ball courts
-i've gone up and down the escaltors in brunswick square 26 times without stopping pretending to be "rent a cops"
-i love the fall because you get to jump in leaves
- I have fallen asleep at school
-my fav place is the top pilliar of the medley wharfe and newyork city
-I won coloring contests
-i've been in car accedents
-i've had braces
-i've had to many heros
-i saw a stabbing when i was 9 (t wasn't big)
-i have 3 "thinking spots"
-one a big rock that over looks a pond
-one is a tree trunk on the edge of a brook
-and the other ( i know is slightly dangerous) about 20 feet up on one of the power lines over looking the river valley
-i've been on the top of the empire state building
-I have deja vu all the time and i have deja vu of having deja vu
-i love post it notes
-I have made too many prank phone calls and have accedentaly called 911 3 times
-I have written letters to Santa Claus
-i have written letters to a ground hog named Wiarton Willie
-when i was a kid i used to chew on the tips of markers
-i sing in the shower
-i like fire
-i can sit for hours without getting bored
-i used to talk on the phone for hours but now i barley talk on the phone at all
-i painted one of my shoes green
-once my shoes start "talking" i name them
-if i start to think or day dream i often forget to eat.
-i have a large scar on my sholder
-my fav smell is cocnut
-i do not have a prized possesion
-i'm afraid of crowds
-i don't like chickens
-i once tracked a 5 doller bill using www.whereswilly.com
- at home i'm not usally called erin...i'm called grace
-sometimes i wonder why my parent named me erin if there only going to use my middle name
-i love to paint and to draw neither i'm very good at
- i could do this for hours ..but i won't
-i once stuck my finger in a light socut and got an eletric shock and fell off my counter
-i love coffee with 1 suger and half a milk.
-i can drink my coffee with less or more suger or black but i can't stand having too much milk
-i don't belive in love at first sight
-i dont' think you can fall in or out of love ,you grow in and, grow out
-i'm not easily angered
-i hate when people wave their hands infront of my face
-my right middle finger is my fav finger
-i love lime coke
-i love someone enough that i would die for them
-i used to play the violin
-i was in figuer skating for several years
-i hate soccer baseball
-i'm a horrible vegitarian
-my middle name is grace
-i remeber phone numbers very easily,i call you once and i'll remeber you #
-i memorize every thing
-when i'm bored nevous or in pain i rearange letters in random words to make other words.
-i love goats and i've stayed at a farm of goats every summer for a few years now
-i count to ten and backdown when i'm waiting for someone
-i hit the first person i met in new brunswick..i've changed a bit since then haha
-i want to open my own cafe someday
-i might be going to newyork when i graduate
-when i was a kid and i was afraind of shadows i would turn on and off the lights untill i could identify where every shadow was coming from
-i fall up the stairs
-camp medley is like a home to me
-i tried to run away to camp in the fall when i was 10
-when i first started blogging i thought that i would never blog...i was wrong
-i love pens
-i love the city bus!
- i once did a speach on the history of the dicionary
-i can't say specific
- once read an encylopedia
-i still have my rock collection
-and my penny collection
-and my stamp collection
-when i'm on the bus it's like time has stopped and i have nothing to worry about
- i write everything in all caps
- i take a part every thing put them back together to see how they work mostly phones toasters clocks or what every i can find
-my dad used to make be write lines when i was in trouble
-but mostly i would have to write essays for him.
-it's a wonder hy i don't mind writing essays now as they were used as punishments
-i can't use mechanical pencils cause i press to hard
-can can play the harmonica a bit
-and the tin whistle a little more
-my fav actor is tome hanks
-when i was little i used to watch the movie kindergarin cop and problem child over and over
-and Arnold Schwarzenegger was my fav actor
-i'm on a puppet team..my puppet is pete
-superman/clark kent is my hero
-i've been a room filled with thousands of butterflys several times
-i don't think i've written a single serious thing in this
-yet at the same time i've learned alot about myself from writing this

Trying not to get my hopes up but if i can get the funds a cross canada bus trip may be in store for me this summer.Amx 2091 miles saint john to winnipeg.

This is one of my fav songs by tracy chapman

When all my hopes and dreams
Have been betrayed
I stand before you
My hands are empty

I am yours
If you are mine

When I fall and stumble
Flat on my face
When I'm shamed and humbled
In disgrace

I am yours
If you are mine

When voices call me
To question my faith
When misperception
Taints my love with hate

I am yours
If you are mine
When time decides
It won't stop for me
When the hawks and vultures
Are circling

I am yours
If you are mine

oh how i love babysitting.when else can you be taught how to play yahtzee from a 6 year old then buried alive in a very large pile of sand. Even the things that at the time arn't quite as funny can turn out to be some of the greatest times.Once i had to babysit on april fools day and well it was quite an experience.I ended up having to go home in bare feet as the little monkeys hid my shoes and were in bed my the time i had to leave.

Answer these questions using only Google Image search. Use only the first page of results (pick an image and paste it on your site).
1. Your first name.

Erin







2. Your middle name.


Grace



3. Your last name.

Hodge







4. Age you'll be on your next birthday.

16



5. Your favourite colour.
Orange




6. Your favourite pastime.



drawing



7. Your favourite fruit

raspberries




8. Your favourite animal.





Dogs



9. The last name of your favourite teacher.

Hodgins




10. Names of your pets.

Chap...funny i always thought this was chip or dale.









1. The one you love.

wikipedia

Plans for the summa.

Spend a couple weeks at medley
See my friend catherine whom i havn't seen in a year!
Fly to winnipeg and spend the remainder of my summer with my big sister, brother in-law and nephew.

i'm kinda thankful now that i didn't get a job after all as my plans would be impossible.

So a few days ago i found out that my friend got engaged :) But it wasn't till today that i realized she'll be the first of my friends to get married...scary thought .

So I'm back from the LIT weekend which was a great time!And I'll be an LIT the first two camps of the summer (girls and boys and Jr teen)One piece of of advise..Never never Put 4 people in a metal camp medley canoe. Especially if you are already out under the bridge...

So i've started reading the screwtape letters by c.s lewis.
In other news after my chemistry exam yesterday, i headed to pizza hut with john and some harborview people then to the davinci code (we bumped into tammy in the parking lot and persuaded her to come with us.) and well i agree with tammy "Dan brown has a rather large imagination."Also i was rather disapointed in Tom hanks acting as he is one of my most favorite actors and i found him slightly dull in this film. After the movie tammy generously offers to take both john and I home. So tammy and i enjoyed some icecream and had some nice chat on my back deck.

Exams ae over and the only thing left to do is to retrive my art work from miss hartman..which could take a few days. I've been pestering her to get them back since i passed them in.

So now i'm at the Parish centre using paul's computer waiting for my dad to be done his meeting to head to town and hang out with Jen fry and karen boyce.

Ps. Find Mr langdon.

Accepting the inevitable.


So the Comic is funny not exactly was i was thinking about but it's a laugh .

So my day has gotten quite alot better.It was raining so nicky and i decided to go for a walk .i was sitting playing my tin wistle when we started hearing this frog.Then i got an idea..i'm already wet from the rain ..i'm gonna catch the frog. So i proceded to wade into almost waist deep water to catch this frog.Half and hour later i complished my goal.Rather satisfied i headed home. drenched to the bone. I got to the end of my drive way and relized i had forgotten my whistle.So we headed back. After 10mins of pacing back and forth seaching we gave up. So we started to jump in the puddles. Then we found the tin whistle...in the bottom of a puddle. So now i think it's time for Erin to get a new one.haha.

So i had my math exam today. Compleat disaster.
Thankfully i'm feeling a bit better now, thanks Jen for the prayer on the bus! Also Paul convinced my dad to buy us icecream which i proceded to eat from the bottom for kicks.Also a compleat disaster.oh well. Any way i'm looking forward to going to the davinci code ..Finally (sorry John) .Oh and of course i'm totally pumped to see Superman which comes out on my birthday. For those that don't know Erin is slightly oppsesed. I think i get to see it in Imax as i'll be in halifax!

One exam down. Two to go.

so yeah this is what i call an annual meeting. Rock paper sissors, congo lines and paper airplanes. This is my gang.

so i'm worring about universities insted of studing for exams...but i guess if i don't study for exams i won't have to worry about universities. Oh dear. i'm off to study now.
-erin

ok so doing some reshearch into universities and well the website for NYU is rather overwheming , i cannot begin to imagine what it's actually like.

so i tried to make rice crispe squares and now i have a very large ball of sticky marshmellows. yum

i love the rain

"those who think sunshine is pure happiness have never danced in the rain."
cheesy quote I know but I think it's rather fitting

oh I love the rain.
-->Rain brings people together,strengthens friendships, and cause you to relize that every thing god does is beautiful.

rain has :
---> forced me to wear someone elses PJ's on at least 2 diffrent occasions. once a friend's and once those of someone who i had never met before in my life.
--> made me take naps and eat at strangers houses
--->made me rely on my chrisian family more
--> allowed me to open up to a friend and be able to share things i've never been able to before.
-->enabled me to be compleatly confortable in praying at the top of my lungs outside.
-->taught me to appreciate the little things in life even if you get wet.

i think we all need a little more rain.

I love the rain, and i Thank God for it!

I think I've pulled every muscle in my body.

haha this song is rather fitting.


Now I lay me down not to sleep
I just get tangled in the sheets
I swim in sweat three inches deep
I just lay back and claim defeat
Chapter read and lesson learned
I turned the lights off while she burned
So while she's three hundred degrees
I throw the sheets off and I freeze
Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I countdown, I look around
Who needs sleep?(well you're never gonna get it)
Who needs sleep?(tell me what's that for)
Who needs sleep?
(be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War)
My hands are locked up tight in fists
My mind is racing filled with lists
of things to do and things I've done
Another sleepless night's begun
Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I countdown, I look around
Who needs sleep?(well you're never gonna get it)
Who needs sleep?(tell me what's that for)
Who needs sleep?(be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awake
since the Second World War)
Who needs sleep?(well you're never gonna get it)
Who needs sleep?(tell me what's that for)
Who needs sleep?(be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awakesince the Second World War)
There's so much joy in life,
so many pleasures all around
But the pleasure of insomniais
one I've never found
With all life has to offer,
There's so much to be enjoyed
But the pleasures of insomniaare ones I can't avoid
Lids down, I count sheep
I count heartbeats
The only thing that counts is
that I won't sleep
I countdown, I look around
Hala Hala Hala...
Who needs sleep?(well you're never gonna get it)
Who needs sleep?(tell me what's that for)
Who needs sleep?(be happy with what you're getting
There's a guy who's been awakesince the Second World War)

Oh what an enjoyable day i have had. i hung out with Fry-face.we swam and swam ate a little cake and took a ride on the city bus..... So maybe i'm odd but i lovvvvve the bus i could ride for hours.it wouldn't do it justice for me to try to explain why on a blog.but yes i love the bus.i can't wait till i move to NYC then i'll take the metro for hours and hours..only 3 years!!

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-hodge

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