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Hmm. It's been awhile.

New things:

-School started- 15 units and I intend to keep all of them!

I'm taking: Step Aerobics (dangerous for me), Intermediate Algebra (mentally dangerous for me), Social Psychology (funny), Small Group Communication (the best!), and ASL 2nd Semester (review...).

-I was attacked by some bugs and ended up looking pretty crappy this week (the first week of classes). They're finally starting to go away! One of our regular customers at work thought they were hickeys...and then he proceeded to suggest that someone I work with gave them to me. Oh no! That wasn't awkward at all!

-Ingrid Michaelson is one of my new favorite artists...lyrics like, "I cannot find the heart I gave to you." ("Glass") and "I have come to learn I'll only see you interrupting me dreams.." (The Hat)" "I never thought that I would be the type...to fall overboard just so you can catch me" ("Overboard") They're just sweet catchy songs...

-I've discovered something unsettling about my relationship with someone. Although I know it would be easier to just let it be... I'm determined to fix it.

-My hair is reddish again..in the past I've love it this color, but lately it doesn't feel right. I attempted to explain this to someone and failed.

-"I want to leave a legacy...How will they remember me? Did I choose to love?" ("Legacy"- Nicole Nordeman)

This song is once again running through my head...I need to live as though I will die tomorrow.

♥

Prodigals, Cats and Me.

Its not like I'm forgetting.
I'll randomly start typing a blog and I'll 1) Get distracted or 2) Not feel like I have anything worthwhile to say.

I still don't really have anything important to say and honestly, I am bit distracted.

Lately I've really been attached to the story of the prodigal son in the Bible.
I blame it on my cat, Ginger. He is supposed to be an indoor cat because really it is safer for him. There is one cat in particular in my neighborhood that I've nicknamed "Toto" because the first time I saw him on our fence I thought he was small dog and I could not figure out how this little dog got on the fence.

Anyways...Ginger wants to do his own thing although he has been beat up before. One night I come home late and see him on our front porch and pick him up to take him inside but I need to get my keys out of my purse so I put him down. I turn around and he is a good distance away.

I drop my purse on the porch and call him. He looks at me and runs away. So I chase him. I love my cat and I don't want him getting hurt.

This chase goes around my whole house..I get scraped because I am Liz and that sort of thing happens. I angrily give up and go inside my house and get ready to sleep.

Alas! An hour later I hear this crying on the porch. Ginger is hungry and wants to come in but when I open the door he knows that he wasn't being obedient because he starts to leave again.
After a little coaching he comes in. After he eats a little and uses his litter box he climbs into my lap and starts to purr.

He reminds me of the prodigal son and his actions remind me of my own. I run from God until I need His assistance. He always opens the door and embraces me and welcomes me home.


Who would've thought that God would use my stubborn cat to show me how deep His love is?

Growing up.

I'd rather not grow up anymore.

I like this whole maturing thing, but the expectations that go with it are annoying.

I'm comfortable and happy with where I am right now.

Yes, I live at home.

Yes, I'm at a Community College (oh, *gasp!*)

Yes, at I work at a place that many teenagers do as well.

No, I don't really have a set major.

No, I don't have a clue what I'm going to do with myself in one week so asking me my plans for 10 years from now isn't going to help!

I've discovered that I can transfer to a 4 year college next year. It's very exciting but sort of freaking me out too. The idea of eventually graduating is looming.

Happy New Year!

My first post of the new year! Nevermind the fact that its February.

Life...life...life...is complicated. Things were simpler before December. Simpler before Monday.

My jamba store closed in December and I was very very sad. I loved coming to work. My co-workers were awesome, manager was super-chill, we were winning a promotion...life was good.
Oh yeah, we were barely making any money...but thats beside the point. I had the best job.
So we were closed the 22nd with no warning really. It was a sad day.

So I got transferred about a month ago to this high volume store not too far from where I go to school. Its been a huuuuuge adjustment. I like rain for even more reasons now.

School started Monday. I was taking 17 units, but I was overwhelmed by the amount of hw I had just that first day and dropped my 5 unit class. Now I'm down to the obligatory 12 units.
I like all my classes so far.

I got some bad news Monday night. My life...my family is going to be dramatically changed by this...but I have peace. I made a conscious decision to give all of this to God. I trust that he can handle it.

There have been good things this year. On Tuesday my old Human Anatomy teacher asked my friend and I if we wanted to housesit for her while she teaches field school over spring break.

It rained...and I love the rain. I went for a 45 min walk in the rain and loved every minute of it.

You only live once.