I learned today what my Christmas and birthday present is. It has never been combined before, but this one is expensive. I'm quite alright with that though. It's not like I expected much for Christmas and my birthday anyways. The funny part is I still am paying for part of my present. I found that amusing. However, I am perfectly okay with that. I am super excited for December. I got airplane tickets to Philadelphia (and back). Oh BABY.
In other news, I am here at school once again. My homework level is ridiculous but I am managing it so far. I am also in Production. This year we are doing a play called A Boy and His Piano and it is going to be super good. My character is a baseball friend named Rick. Come and see... email me for details or check out the church bulletin. I can't believe I just said that. But that's probably the easiest way to find out details. This week is modular week, so we have class all day every day. It's going to be a gong show. Also, I need to go shopping for lamps and more fabric for my ceiling and a dress for the Christmas banquet. Alumni weekend was this past weekend. It was sweet to see some people that I hadn't seen in a while. One in particular. Not that anything's happening or likely to. It's in God's hands. Good thing too, because it would turn out badly if it were in mine. His plans tend to work out. That's one more thing to love.
In case anyone didn't know yet, I have another tattoo. It is the word "hope" and it is on my left wrist. I now have two tattoos on my left side and none on my right. But I am going to wait to balance it out until I am 21 because I didn't spend more than a month thinking about this second one and I don't regret it and I won't but I might if I get any more. So I shall wait a longer while.
The last thing I'll say tonight is that I now know more than ever what I want to do with my life. Street ministry. Hands down. I want to love those people so badly. Which is funny because I had never seriously thought about it before last year, and now it seems so obvious. I have so much passion for it it's ridiculous, and I can't wait to see what doors God is going to open and shove me through, not only this year but from now on in.
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Heh. I want my Christmas present to be a flamethrower that shoots million dollar bills.
Or a sweater. Either is good, Gramma. Really.
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