6.19.2007

You lose control when you hold too tight...

Mom thinks that Control Freak by Copeland is really weird. I think that she's right, but it's also one of the coolest songs ever. I love it. Mae is only slightly less awesome than Copeland. Copeland is probably my favorite ever.

SAM IS GONE!!! One of my two favorite foreigners. He's flying back to Turkmenistan (spell check saved my life on that one) tomorrow morning. I will miss him. Hopefully he ends up going to Iowa State next year. That would be good. He's a pretty hilarious foreign kid, and it would be sad if I never got to laugh at him ever again in my entire life.

VBS was not so bad again, however, I can feel myself getting tired of the insane junior highers. Two more days. And really, any interaction with them beyond just worship is of my own volition, so I can always just go somewhere else. However, I'm going to try and get to know them a little bit, so that I can stop being as annoyed. That's easier said than done though.

Today I:
  • Found a giant screw
  • Found more rocks than Andrew
  • Got an Overflow t-shirt before anyone else (they flipping rock)
  • Practiced for the show Saturday
  • Said goodbye to Sam
  • Wore my cool Indian scarf
  • Blew dandelions
  • Made wishes on the same dandelions
  • Climbed up to the rafters above the stage at church
There was most likely more noteworthy happenings, but I'm tired and don't remember them at the moment.

Goodnight!

Mara Tenille Dickens

2 comments:

  1. Dandelions are fun.
    My parents think Control Freak is weird, too. To the point where they will skip it if I put Eat, Sleep, Repeat in the car stereo. *stare* Actually, neither of them particularly liked that album, so I guess I just have to listen on my iPod.

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  2. YES! MY MOTHER HATES CONTROL FREAK, TOO. IF ONLY FOR THE "THIRTY BITS OF GLASS HAD BECOME MY TEETH" line.

    That was one of the albums that convinced my father I do listen to some good music.

    I'm not sure who my favorite ever is. Copeland/Jars of Clay/Anberlin/Sixpence hmm. Something like that.

    Oh! That's too bad. It reminds me of whenever my friend Yasir is around--the sad bit, where everybody hugs him, because he's going home tomorrow.

    It is, but it's possible. I've made quite a life out of forcing myself to spend time with people who drive me up walls.

    Your list of things is dang impressive. I am envious of that level of cool in one day.

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