Catch up.

Wow, been long enough since I posted on here?.  I'm not sure why, it most certainly has not been a boring two months. Heres a quick recap of some crazy adventures this summer.

 July: So I spend my first month of summer at SABC; it was nothing short of wonderful. The program I did was called Teleios, which is a super fancy greek word that means becoming mature and complete. I spent the first two weeks getting to know everyone in my program, in ways you can barely imagine. We did all sorts of these crazy "group development activities" that were incredibly challenging, but pretty great memories to look back on. We also spent a lot of time doing bible studies, and learning how absolutely incredible God is. I fell even more head over heels in love with my creator and my saviour, and it was amazing to really get to know him more. The last two weeks I was there, I got the opportunity to Jr. Counsel. God blew my mind in such amazing ways. Both weeks I was blessed with amazing senior counsellors, whom I learned so much from, and built amazing friendships with. All of the kids I got to see God at work in all of the kids I counselled, in ways big and small. It amazed me to see what God could do through me, but in a way it was humbling to see that it was God working in me, I was simply the messenger he worked through. I often found myself feeling discouraged and confused if I didn't set time aside each day to spend with Jesus. Although  a challenge, it was incredible to see his power.  It was an amazing month, and definitely changed me.

August: Well, I worked, I worked, oh and did I mention I worked? Being home was definitely different. It was really interesting to see my " camp bubble" popped, and  to test out how much I had really changed, when I wasn't in an environment  completely surrounded by people who felt the same way I did.  It was a challenge, but God  for sure showed me that he was bigger than any challenges this world can bring, and that I can live for him through all of it. I also got to spend a lot of time reconnecting with friends, and doing some crazy stuff with them, I don't know what I'd ever do without those guys (:

So now I'm attempting to get back into the swing of things.. back to school, youth is starting up soon, Girls club and mentorship are getting started too. I'm officially a twelfth grader, so thats kinda cool. Im ready to make this last year an excellent one!!

"Summer is where the girls go barefoot, and their hearts are just as free as their toes" - annonymous

Well, what do you know.. my very first post as a not grade eleven student!! I'm movin up in the world folks!! Well, as much as you can call moving from grade eleven to grade twelve a step up! More importantly though, being done grade eleven means that its summer!!! Heres a glimpse at all of the exciting things i am soo looking forward too:

a) camp is in t-13 days
b) in t-13 days I am going to camp
c)thirteen days from now, I will be at camp
d) in one day less that two weeks from now, camp will be my place of attendance
e)The month of July is fast approaching, and on the third day of this month i will make my way to camp.

 Catching my drift? Im just a little excited (: . I cant wait to see God work in so many amazing ways. Spending a month focusing on him will be great, and I am so ready to dive in!!!

the first big step!

So currently I am sitting in Social class. But not just any social class. This my friends is the VERY last high school Social class I will ever ever sit in on a Thursday afternoon. Am I excited? yes, of course I am.. this is one step closer to freedom! One step closer to being out of this jungle of a high school! But I must say, I'm also rather terrified. Not only does this mean I have a diploma to write in T-5 days, but it also means I am one step closer to freedom! Having to make decisions by myself? No more high school walls to determine how I spend five days of my week? I feel like that involves responsibility; and I can't say I'm ready for that! Granted, this is only one grade twelve class,  I am most certainly still a grade eleven. But still,  this is a rather monumental step i believe, actually being finished a core class!  I am terrified, excited, and in need of studying instead of blogging... perhaps the next time you hear from me I will be able to join the members of society that can say they completed an entire core class.. Grades one to twelve! Maybe i should spend some time actually working in that class now...

My cliche teenage girl post..

Okay, so you all officially have the right to call me a crazy shallow ditzy girl now.  This may or may not be an all new low. But i think I'm figuring out what all those cheesey  love songs are talking about. Thats right, all that "heart skipping a beat" junk? I totally get that feeling.. every time he looks at me. Or perhaps smiling when his name comes up on my cellphone? yeah, all the time. I feel like SUCH a girl.. but its true! I feel like my heart is melting a little, and i just cant help it.  And I'm not in love, i promise.. I'm saving that emotion for more than just a stupid teenage crush... But honestly, I'm smiling just thinking about you right now... (:

"we should get jerseys, cus we make a good team,               
       But yours would look better than mine, cus your
                           out of my league..."
                                                             ( yet another dorky love song that makes me think of you..) 

Construction Bin- 1 Honda-0

You know what I hate? High school rumours. But welcome to living in a small town i guess. Give it two days, tell two people. and before you know it the whole town knows whats up with your life! And the problem is, they don't just know whats up with your life. Which honestly isn't that much of a problem.. so long as the actual story gets told.  But when you go to school, and the entire student body wants to know about your car accident with random strings of rumour attached, it gets a little ridiculous. So here is the real complete no rumours attatched edition of the day my car (well my mom's car actually) got in a fight with a rather gigantic construction bin.

 So I was driving, by myself ( which I am very thankful for)  and i had just turned a corner I had stopped at the stop sign perfectly good, and then I  turned. I decided that since it was nice out  i should try and figure out how to work the sunroof. I looked down for probably half a second, but i didnt know which button it was.. so I decided to look up and focus on the road, and I'd worry about the sunroof when I got to the school. By the time I looked up though, I was swerving right, hard core. What I didnt realize was that the block i was on curved quite a bit, but since i was looking down i just kept going straight.  i panicked and slammed on the gas instead of the break, and slammed into a kind of bfi bin..only bigger... i moved it eight feet with my car! my airbags went off and the car was completely ruined. It was amazing how much God was there though. because first of all, there was a mom with a baby in a stroller on one side of me, and a man fertilizing his lawn on the other.. and i  managed to end up between them. also, just on monday a couple of my friends had told me to move my seat back in case my airbag came out, because i used to sit RRREEAALLLYYY close to it.. and i ended up  moving  it just before i left the house on Friday.. or else i wouldnt be here. I got away with just a burn from the airbag, and a couple scrapes and bruises. God was so obviousely there with me, it was absolutely amazing. I was listening to a tenth avenue north song that really spoke to me after this. The lyric was "the one the wind and waves obey, is strong enough to save you." This was such a spiritual wake up call for me, because God deffinitely saved my life that day. But it made me realize how quickly life can be taked away from you, and just how precious and fragile it really is.

Heres the worst part of my injuries.. you know someones watching over you when.....

and if i didn't do the right thing I'm sorry.

and if I didn't do the right thing I'll know its all my fault.