Tingly feet. Ouch!

I picked out my bedroom colors today! I am painting the wall behind my bed blue (second from the left in the picture). I could explain to you exactly what I am going to do with my bedroom... but I think it would totally bore you... whoever you may be. So... you'll just have to wait to see it :D But... I will give you a sneak peek of the awesome bird stencil that I am putting by my window. It's a little weird, I know. But, I have an idea... and when I have ideas they usually turn out okay... when it comes to decorating :D

This is my bathroom. Well, my future bathroom. My job today was scraping off sticky and smelly wallpaper. It takes a really long time. But, I felt like I was being helpful... and now I know how to do it and don't want to ever again... and I got to make a big mess and get wallpaper glue all over myself. That's something you don't get to do everyday! :D
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This getting ready to move thing is quite crazy. I don't think that my family does it quite like any other...
we demo things and build new walls and do other things that I don't even know the names for. But, today was more fun than I thought it would be. And... I always pictured myself moving and having that boy with me. But, he's not... and I'm excited knowing that I'm doing this on my own! Woooo! Well, of course I'm not really on my own... but in that aspect of life.... I am! It isn't so bad at all... even if.... things could be different.
:D

The view.

themeless

move move shake shake now drop like your momma said.
I'm guilty. It's bad, I know. Strippers? But... I just like the move move shake shake drop part. These are top secret things you get to find out when you read my blog; courtesy of me. I try not to listen to music that's dirty if I can help it. It really does change the way you look at the world.

Anyways...

I'm ready. That's what I'm saying... but I will leave that for another time.
But, here is something for you this time.


There are so many serious things that I think about as far as dating goes. You know, those important things like loving God and being responsible and reliable; those scary things for guys to hear but that girls could talk about forever. Well, I want an adventure. Of course all of those things are important and I won't settle for less than I deserve. But, life isn't a burden. I won't settle for that. Not at all. Life is so fun and beautiful and hidden with surprises and things to be explored and loved. How I wish everyone could see this! I smile at the expectations that I have. They're good ones... that I've forgotten in the moment at times... but still remain... *smile*

I'm being pursued by a boy you could say. I'm not interested, at all. But, it makes me think about how God pursues us. How, like this boy, God wants to talk to us every day. He wants to tell us how much he likes us. He even tells us how intriguing we are. He wants to invite us to meet with Him; to relax with Him. And, even when we don't want to respond, He still does. And, like any nice pursuer, God doesn't force us to pursue Him back. Sometimes we don't. But, He still goes after our hearts. He still chases us. I can sing praises to Him for that! He is just so good. I'm so happy He loves me this much... and so happy that He is the one I want to be pursued by.

My best friends amaze me. I love them. I just walked around Barnes and Noble with Lizzy. We've been doing this forever. Since we met, really. We don't buy anything. Well, we usually don't. We just look at books and talk about things. Sounds boring, right? It so isn't. It's just one of those things that make me love our friendship. Off subject, I love journals. They are my favorite thing. If I had to choose a favorite thing that would be it. I'm very particular. This is the one I like that I saw tonight.

goodnight.

Sweet Release and Sweet Honey Nut

All I need now is a big comfy chair. And maybe a cup of chai tea. Ohhh, this life is full of sweet surprises. That is my word for the day: sweet. That's just what today has been... perfectly sweet... in silly little ways.
I have a million things to stress about and I could list them here but I think that would take away from my day. So, I won't. Oh, where should I start? I've been praying about a lot of things, but one thing in particular that I have felt so burdened with. I've asked why. I've stressed. I've worried about it. I've thought about it. I've analyzed it over and over. But, today I have been released! Yes, sweet release! It's something that God didn't pry from me or rip from my heart. But, He gently and so subtly showed me that it wasn't what I want. And, although I've asked for Him to take it away everyday for a long while, I wanted to let it go. That's it. I just wanted to drop it and not pick it up again. Of course my desires haven't gone away completely, but it wasn't something that I was thinking... "God, seriously... if you want it you can have it, but I reallllly want it and that's not very nice of you to take it." Instead, I was thinking, "Yes God! You're right! I don't want this!" It was a surprise even to me. Thank you God. I'm hoping tomorrow I will feel the same way. Hehe. Release! Yes! :D
I went Christmas shopping with my mom and we came across everything we needed. I'm getting awesome presents too! Everyone in my family chose a name, something we've never done... but we're mixing it up. My mom chose me. AND- I'm getting a Harry Potter book. I know that I'm not supposed to know, but I was with her. I chose my dad. I found what he asked for which is actually something that isn't easy to find. So, that was great! Christmas this year will be the last at this house and it will be bitter-sweet. I am going to try to make it more sweet than bitter though.
And, last and possibly least, the boy in which I met who I don't know at all called me his sweet honey nut cheerio. Oh, what he doesn't know is that I absolutely hate little corny names like that. And I'm not his. But still, it emphasizes my word of the day: sweet!

Seeking

Last night I was lying on my bed listening. Sometimes, I just want to listen because I miss the call to do that so often. I search so hard for answers by prayer and reading but I forget to listen. I think it's hard because it seems like God doesn't always speak to you when you set aside time to listen... the things that speak go somewhere along the line of this: "Oh, I forgot to call so-and-so back, hmm, I wonder if my sister had fun on her trip, maybe I will pass that class if I ace the final, hmmm, oh wait... I'm listening...". It takes a lot to listen. Well, I can successfully say that I listened and God spoke. My to-do list didn't. I had this crazy vision-like thing. I'm not good at the God-terms for things like this. Visions and intercessory and prophesy are all terms that sound so big and scary. Anyways, I had this vision/feeling. I saw myself lying there... searching and broken and needy... and there was a string that ran from my heart to God's. Wherever God was I assume. Somewhere up. Which is a funny, almost a childish thing to say- that God is up. But, in this instance He was up. That's where He was. He was showing me that we were attached. That my heart was tied to His. That He was feeling what I was feeling. That He was feeling it because He loves me. That my heart is His. It was incredible. I know it probably doesn't sound like it, but it really was incredible. It spoke amazing things to me about what I've been struggling with lately. And it was good. It pulled my heart- that string of His. And now that I think about it, that's probably why He was up.

Things to do

I end up being boring sometimes. I don't try to be. These are some things I want to do over Christmas break:
-Make a scarf for a friend. A certain friend in particular that I've owed a scarf to for quite a few years.
-Paint what I was thinking about the other day- something much more of my style compared to the last. Techniques can be for something else. Sign up for a painting class at adult ed. too!
-Read at least one Harry Potter book. I just don't have time to... and now I will... well... after work. Also, finish Captivating. Amazing book. And finish Healing for the Heart (also amazing- all about women in the Bible).
-Decorate my new room after the move. I already have it planned out in my head. That's one great thing about moving- I get to play interior designer... oh a passion of mine. People probably think I'm crazy for being so excited about it.
-Get a membership to the gym... I want those abs. enough said...
-Work and save money. Yes!
-Quit something. Something that it just too secretive as of now to say on this very public blog.
-Register for classes that are going to be spectacular. I'm planning on kicking some SDSU butt when I start in the spring. Spring is always a good time to do that :D
-Hide those secret notes all over San Diego. I've been wanting to do that.
-Look into studying abroad and do it. I'm hoping this summer. It will be my last summer to... so weird, huh?
More ideas to come...

Moving

My room is freezing. It's empty. Well, almost. My shelves are packed... my bookshelves... and my nightstand... and pictures and candles and little things.... and well... I guess that's it. But, it seems empty. Little things make me feel good and now there are just big brown boxes and plastic containers. Oh, and journals. It's exciting to be able to pack everything. I'm more excited than I thought I would be! But, after I finished off box #14 (they're small) I realized that I wasn't going to be unpacking anything back on my shelves. I will have new shelves and a new room with new paint. It's good. A little scary... seeing as my room is the only one I've known. A lot has happened in that room. I remember spilling mint chocolate chip ice cream in the corner when I was little and not telling my parents because I thought I would be in trouble. I put a trash can over it. They found out. Anyways, I've done a lot of monumental things in that room; things that are more important than spilled ice cream. But, it's going to be a new phase for me... this moving thing. And maybe someday soon I will really be able to move out... not just move elsewhere. Oh, patience is a virtue. Well, life has been changing and I'm going with the flow. There isn't any other way for me to go :D

Agony.

It's the second night of not being able to fall asleep. I've tried it all. I brushed my teeth. I washed my face. I put on those fuzzy socks that make me feel better. I've read my Bible. I've prayed. I've journaled. I've listened to that worship song I like so much. I've squished my head into my pillow and I've bent myself in every possible position and still no sleep. And then that sweatshirt that usually brings me comfort started to feel like it was strangling me. That was the pivotal moment in which I knew I wasn't going to fall asleep any time soon... because I started to imagine scenarios and what-ifs. This is never a good sign for peaceful sleep. The what-ifs always lead me to those things that I could have done differently. But, really, would they have made a difference? Maybe. And then the questions bombard me and I become upset. How long will I have to wait? Will he ever realize what could be so good? Have I not listened to God? Will He give me more than momentary joy? Yes. Yes is always my answer. But how long will this trial last? When will that normal feeling come back? How can I experience so much of you one day and hardly anything the next? What should I have learned when this happened or that happened? When will I see your promises fulfilled? And the questions continue... sometimes repeating... but usually new ones that tick away at the precious time I have to rest. That precious time that I shouldn't be worried about such things.

(Picture from girlhula)