Duck! Rabbit!

June 15, 2009

duckrabbit

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I think picture books are getting awesomer.

hello Jesus,

June 7, 2009

I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ll choose a path in your name, but at the moment I have neither the strength to do it nor the will to. Give me the strength, give me the skill, give me the wisdom to do your will. These self-made roadblocks were made for you to break. These self-inflicted wounds and were made for you to heal. This sagging body and empty heart were made for you to fill. These failures chaining me down only prove how much I need you to free me. This pride of mine, I hold onto, yet I loathe it. Save me. Use me. Why do you waste your attention on me. Why have you blessed me.  Why am I so ignorant, so prone to falling away. Why am I such a fool. I want to long after you to the point where I see no one else. When the times come where I must chose between you and the world, I beg of you, give me the strength to choose you. My heart cannot bear it if I betray you. My heart has already betrayed you. Forgive me, forgive me, teach me to forgive me. I lay my life at your feet. I put my heart in your hands. I faithfully trust my soul to you. You are glorious.

Today was my cousin Alex’s birthday. For his birthday, he got cherry pie, cherry cake, and fresh cherries. I don’t even know if he likes cherries.

cherries

He also got an apple flavored lollipop with a worm in it. (Even though it was not my birthday, I got sour cream and onion crickets. yum.)

apple flavor with a worm

Then we ate strawberries that were so red they looked black.

blackberries

The End.

they fog up and get wet and become completely useless! I don’t know why I do it!

epic fail.

which no senses make.

text me not.

(unless urgent)

PEAS OUT.    ( -_-”)Y

My knee is fugly

April 21, 2009

I was gonna put a picture up, but my knee(你) grossed me out. It looks like someone squished a bug(ger like you) onto my knee. it looks like a disease(d face like yours). A purple, yellow, and green softball could be mistaken for my knee (or the size of your nonexistent brain). UGH (you’re) SO UGLY.

My dad accidentally wrote on the application that my income was the same as his -_-

I kind of like the idea of not knowing who’s calling me. It’s like a surprise!

It’s amazing that there are actually numbers that are duplicated in different parts of the country…I mean there are like what…10^7 possible phone numbers?

edit:

…oh wait that’s like 10 million phone numbers….and 300 million people in the US.

fail.