thank you so much for trying.

it really does mean a lot. like, a LOT a lot. it makes me feel really important, really worth an effort.

i still miss you. i hope im the first to kno when u come bak down, whenever it ends up being.

The older I get, the more convinced I am that weekends should be 3 days long instead of two.  Seems I just can't accomplish all the things I want to do on the weekends - - - hmmm, maybe that is what retirement is for.

On Sunday, Decy and I went and got a massage then ate Nasi Padang.  I (unfortunately) did some work and Decy took the girls to Pondok Indah mall to get some stuff.  Later, a good friend of mine Nat came over and visited.

Nat use to be an expat here in Indonesia, went back to the US, worked on a bunch of Angola stuff, and now will soon relocate back to Indonesia.  Its a "small world" in my business.

When I woke up Sunday morning, I noticed I had a big golf-ball sized bruise on my right hand (round in shape).  I figured I had gotten it from the mini-massage by Mimi the night before .... but maybe from the hash.  All during the day, I watched the bruise - it has lightened a bit, with the center turning a little lighter (but not white) ... there was/is just a bit of soreness.

Mimi was out all day (her day off), so we didn't see her until evening.  In talking to her (I was teasing her about brusing me) she advised that I had it on my hand when I came home from the hash.  The only thing I can figure out is I must have gotten poked by a sticker bush.  Of course, that would have been pretty easy when you are running through the jungles not on a trail .... I also have a thousand grass cuts on my leg ... actually not a thousand ... but it feels like it.

Time to close - need to work on some financial stuff.

Ciao ciao

Just a quickie while others sleep.  Went on the TGIF hash yesterday (Saturday).  Its one of the hashes I use to go on - back in 2001.  Also, brought a friend of mine that I knew in Angola that was also transfered to Indonesia.  The TGIF hash use to be on Friday's (duh) but traffic forced them to move to Saturday's (can't run in the dark).

The run was good - through the jungle, rice fields, through a few kampungs (communities).  While running by myself I got off the trail and couldn't find it for 15 minutes.  However, I was following a river and knew that if we crossed it once ... we would have to cross it again (to close the circle).  So I kept running up river.  Finally found the bridge and the trail again.

All in all it took me probably 1 hr 20-30 minutes.  Decy didn't run, and said I was about 10 minutes behind the leaders. There were many folks after me, so I don't feel too bad.

As for the festivities before and after the run, I was sorely disappointed.  Virtually nothing before the run ... no joking, no welcoming visitors ... just "here's what the paper looks like on the trail, have fun".  Afterwards, we waited around for nearly an hour - but the closing circle was even later than that - so we left.  I know there was an "on-on" (dinner & party afterwards) but obviously we didn't go.

As for the folks there, there were many still from 2001.  The group was very small (maybe 25-30 folks).  And hardly any younger, higher energy folks - primarily a bunch of old geezers that looked like they had been on too many hashes.

So - although I loved the run - the group dynamics left something to be desired.  There are 3 or 4 other hash houses in Jakarta and another one that runs on Saturday's also.  I need to find that group and check it out.  I want to run !!!!

*** also, please pray for Decy - she's getting quite a few headaches lately and recent blood work showed her chlorestorel to be quite high (not sure why).

ciao ciao ...

Welcome to the One Club Siegel Phusebox!! We want to make this place a place to share info on the incoming week and a place of encouragement. So if you are part of One Club @ Siegel or anywhere else join us! We hope to put stuff up daily and how you can pray for the upcoming week and some time of encouragement! Hope you all have a great weekend. Also if you would like to leave a prayer request or have a suggestion for a future One Club please send them to us @ oneclubsiegel@yahoo.com or message us here @ phusebox.

- stephen

You
always here people say “live a life of worship.” I, myself, had
God tell that to me after prayer once, no more than a couple weeks
ago. And as I walked out of that prayer time, my mentality and
everything was so much.... better. I don't know, there's just
something about constantly having Him on your mind, and to exalt Him
and lift Him up in everything that you do. Living a lifestyle of
worship, all that you do is unto Him.

Well, I
guess I would say this is definitely one of those verses that
encapsulates that.

Psalm
34:1

I will
extol the LORD at all times;
      
his praise will always be on my lips.

His
praise is always on my lips. Now.. I don't really think you can have
any type of productive conversation with other people if you're
constantly saying “Bless Jesus, Blessed be His name, Glory to God!”
I mean, think about it “What's up Adam?” “Blessed be the name
of the Lord, Praised be His name!” “Um.. okay, how was class?”
“Jesus is good, Hallelujah, let His name be exalted!”.. you get
the point. But you can be lifting Him up in every conversation you
have, even when it has nothing to do with God or how good He is or
anything. Living a lifestyle of worship is so much more than
repetitive exaltations to God, at least, in the sense that we
initially think. But no matter what, I should somehow be praising
God in what I'm saying, which makes me think about complaining, about
self pity and loathing, and even about “venting” as we call it.
Is what we're saying praise to God or not? I would say complaining
and self pity really can't ever be, but I would say, however, that we
can vent, and still be lifting God up. What I mean is, I can be
expressing my frustration, weakness, or humanity, to God, but
with this mindset: You're still good, you're still in control, and
I'm letting you know about my problems because You're my abba Father,
you care, and I know you'll help me through this. This, as
opposed to “God, I hate the situation I'm in, and it makes me
think less of You.”

For
instance, if you have the joy of the Lord, you really don't have to
say anything, but you're consistent joyful mentality is an exaltation
to God: because you're letting the world know with your consistent
positive mentality, which is not normal, that God is able to take
typical human cynicism and turn it into joy.
Simply,
if praise to Him is always on my lips, no matter what I say, it is in
some way an attribution to God, His control, His goodness, His
sovereignty, His sustenance,generally speaking, Him, as a good God
who's good no matter what. No matter what.

That's pretty much all I've been doing today. Eating grapes and listening to Skillet.

Not much to do today, but I keep feeling like I'm forgetting something important... can anyone out there remember it for me?

What makes me ~ME~

1~ I can train Horses
2~ I DON'T paint-ball
3~ I am the youngest of 5 kids
4~ I have a fan club
5~ I like to make home made movies
6~ I make pretty good brownies
7~ I am KING
8~ I love Peter Pan
9~ I have a race horse
10~ I get along with guys better then girls
11~ I have 2 REALLY craZy cats
12~ I have never had a birthday party *that i can remember*
13~ I love to ice-skate
14~ I love the word FANTASTIC
15~ I love going to the movies in craZy outfits, just to see other peoples reactions :)
16~ I have CRAZY friends!!!!!!!!!  
17~ My favorite movie is Step Up!
18~ My favorite song is Stand In The Rain
19~ My favorite place to buy clothing is Goody's
20~ I HATE yes HATE chinese food!
21~ I have Blue-ish Green-ish eyes
22~ I love to kill Lane.......but she always comes back to life
23~ I want to adopt a baby Girl from China and a baby Boy and baby Girl from Africa, When i am older
24~ My dream car is a 350z
25~ I call CowBoy Boots... Horse Girl Boots

real had to suck for me..

i real dont want to be here anymore... i hate my life at the very moment. so yeah..........life just sucks right now. i just wish i could just be somewhere else and forget all that has happen... life isnt so great for me. i want to leave my house and start somewhere else.... i dont want to be here at all.

You suck.

Seriously. What the heck?

I am tired of this bullcrap.

*sigh*

When will Oakland students learn that it's a bad idea to stay logged in to phusebox on school computers?  Especially when you're actually out of town and not at at school to defend yourself when someone like myself happens upon the computer you have left yourself logged in on.

So consider this a public service announcement:

If you stay logged in on a school computer, I will find you.  And I will write stuff in your blog.  MWAHAHA!

So Kelsey, if you read this... I love you!  Don't hate me forever.

Obnoxiously yours,
Sarah V.

My grandfather passed away this morning at about 6 or 7 in the morning.

He passed just minutes before I could get my mom, brother, and I to the hospital even though I was going about 95 in a 55; I tried. My younger sister was with him when he went and she said he went peacefully and quick.

The only thing good I think I can take from this now is he's no longer in pain. I don't know if I believe in life after death and this, like the other deaths I have experienced in my life, has sent me into a state of confusion and questioning everything.

You know, it's awkward walking into a room of more than a dozen people who are crying. And when you look into the eyes of the body laying there still warm, you feel nothing. It's not until you look into the eyes of the mourning that the emotions hit you: the memories, the conversations, the good times and the bad.

There is one thing that I can say about my relationship with my grandfather in 19 years I have known and loved him. I never once took him for granted and I'm thankful for that. He lived so far away and I hardly got to see him so whenever I did see him or talk to him on the phone, I spoke to him as it would be the last time. As recent events have proven, a lot can happen in mere months.

I was his oldest grandchild. The only one he got to see go through high school and make it to college. The last time I got to spend real time with him was when I came to visit for three days earlier this month. He told me several times that he was proud of me going through school, having a stable job, and being a "good member of the family", as he put it.

Now, we're off to mediate disputes about services and burial plots.

Thanks to those who have given me support. It means the world to my family and I.

<3

imisshimalready.

This is just something on my mind... Humor me.

If I were to go out in public in a bra and panties I would be arrested. If I were to go out in public in a bikini, it would be fine (well, not ME in one, per se...). Discuss.

AGH.

stop it.

sam.               serioulsly.

get over it.

theyre not signs.

its not fate.

or, if it is...it isnt now.       not yet.

God...

where is my new song?

                                     i fear this ones causing me to lose my mind.

Another week bites the dust.  Lots of wonderful work challenges ... but nothing I can really write about.  Glad today is Friday ... I'm looking forward to going out with Decy tonight.

There's a 75% chance of going hashing tomorrow.  I am looking forward to it ... although I know the Indonesian hashes are always much harder than the Angolans.

... otherwise ... not much to write about today. Sorry.

ciao ciao

theres someone out there who needs my help but i cant help because its not up to me

well, it certainly has been quite a long while since i've used this, so i feel kinda obligated to update.  sorry there's not much for me to say, just a couple of babbling sentences and the lyrics for another song that i like.  well, i guess that's all for now, maybe i'll update again in another couple of months. (joking... i think.)

The last time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't see you with the sun shining in my eyes
I said "Hello" but you kept on walking
I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway

The last time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't hear with your voice ringing in my ears
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?
I couldn't feel you, you're always so far away

The first time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't see you with the smoke getting in my eyes
I said "Hello" but you kept on walking
I'm going deaf from the sound of the DJ

The first time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't hear with the noise ringing in my ears
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?
I couldn't feel you, you're always so far away

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you were to stay with me a while

The next time I see you, you'll turn away
I'll say "Hello" but you'll keep on walking
The next time you see me, I'll turn away
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?
I couldn't feel you, you're always so far away

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you were to stay with me a while

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you were to stay with me a while

‘make you smile’ by +44

If you stand in the rain,

stand your ground,

stand up when it's all crashing down,

you stand through the pain,

and you don't drown,

where's the someday what's lost is found?

I've chanted the chorus over and over to keep myself up, but now it just feels like this wonderufl peace I've had for so long is merely the eye of a hurricane with the worst yet to come. I thought the worst was over and I was free to live my life off the stage I'd been acting on for so long. I fear tonight I was proved horribly, crushingly wrong.

you know what i'd love?

i'd love it if i had a boyfriend that noticed small, quirky things about me that not a lot of people notice or that i don't even realize. and then told me about them at random, sweet times.

like... i'd love that

and there're things that i do, that i do notice, that i purposly don't point out to people, cause i want to wait for that guy to notice... and for him to be the first.

just thought i'd share

In bahasa Indonesia can be interpreted as ... its the same ... or "back to you" ... really not much to report about today ... just lots of work and very frustrating internet access ....

There are moments when the access is good ... but it lasts about 10 minutes ... then everything freezes and absolutely no connection ... then it reconnects and continues.  I'll still try to upload some pics ... but I probably won't be successful until the Taiwan fiber optic cables are repaired.

Still haven't hashed since I've been here ... but I think I will give it a try this weekend.

ciao ciao

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin." Mother Theresa

I'm going to be
honest and say it amazes me how easily a girl can be swayed or
emotionally affected by a guy whenever he does something "sweet,"
in the sense that he says, does, or expresses something complimentary
or just generally speaking, emotional towards the girl.
I can
watch a guy who knows that what he's saying isn't really that
heartfelt or that original say it simply because he knows what a
powerful effect he's going to have on whoever she is, and uses that
to his advantage.
I can also watch how girls melt when they watch
some guy do something "sweet" to any extent and think "O..
he's the man of my dreams!  How I long for such a guy like
that!"
To just be honest, sometimes this makes me sick,
becuase the guy could very well be a jerk with crafty words.
First
thing, I'm not bashing being a sweet, selfless, loving
boyfriend/husband, I totally agree that's how a husband should treat
his wife; that IS the way it should be.
Second thing, I AM saying
that girls can over react to this, and guys use it to their
advantage.

Girls need to understand something: Just because a
guy can write a romantic song, write a romantic poem, or schedule
some romantic date, doesn't mean SQUAT for his character.  To
put it bluntly, this could all just be a well contrived scheme to get
in your pants.  Or, if not to that extreme, to win you over, not
necessarily because he feels the same way about you, but because he's
a guy, and, well, guys want to win the girl. In other words, a guy
doesn't have to feel like he's totally comitted to a girl to write
her a love song, poem, or any of these things, BUT girls tend to
receive such a message: and frequently get their hearts broken. 


Finally, I know this may seem horridly pessimistic.. maybe it
is.  The only thing I'm saying is.. girls, pray and seek God
about guys: just because they can drop a rose at your door, or right
you a cute love song doesn't mean they're the one for you.

I'm going to be
honest and say it amazes me how easily a girl can be swayed or
emotionally affected by a guy whenever he does something "sweet,"
in the sense that he says, does, or expresses something complimentary
or just generally speaking, emotional towards the girl.
I can
watch a guy who knows that what he's saying isn't really that
heartfelt or that original say it simply because he knows what a
powerful effect he's going to have on whoever she is, and uses that
to his advantage.
I can also watch how girls melt when they watch
some guy do something "sweet" to any extent and think "O..
he's the man of my dreams!  How I long for such a guy like
that!"
To just be honest, sometimes this makes me sick,
becuase the guy could very well be a jerk with crafty words.
First
thing, I'm not bashing being a sweet, selfless, loving
boyfriend/husband, I totally agree that's how a husband should treat
his wife; that IS the way it should be.
Second thing, I AM saying
that girls can over react to this, and guys use it to their
advantage.

Girls need to understand something: Just because a
guy can write a romantic song, write a romantic poem, or schedule
some romantic date, doesn't mean SQUAT for his character.  To
put it bluntly, this could all just be a well contrived scheme to get
in your pants.  Or, if not to that extreme, to win you over, not
necessarily because he feels the same way about you, but because he's
a guy, and, well, guys want to win the girl. In other words, a guy
doesn't have to feel like he's totally comitted to a girl to write
her a love song, poem, or any of these things, BUT girls tend to
receive such a message: and frequently get their hearts broken. 


Finally, I know this may seem horridly pessimistic.. maybe it
is.  The only thing I'm saying is.. girls, pray and seek God
about guys: just because they can drop a rose at your door, or right
you a cute love song doesn't mean they're the one for you.

left over endorphins + semi-late night + talking to you

= a great next day

yeah, i was in a really good mood all day today. i like being in this kind of mood.

to be remembered is a good feeling.

to be missed feels wonderful.

especially when the missing is mutual.

yeah

: [

well today was started off horribale. my stuff got stolen again. and now it has forced me to no want a purce....lol and i lost my camra. out of all days i decide to bring my camra i lose it. it sucks... i almost lost my drive lience... it's with kaylah and tim. and tomorrow me and tim are going to office jones and tell him that we are think that this one guy, that tim already turned in, is the one....i dont feel srry for that ass... and what makes me made is that someone would do that... it's soo horribale feeling trust me.

but it ended alright... so yeah... my parents are disappointed in me... i cant blam them...

no one likes my boyfriend.... so yeah....

yeah i dont know anymore.... i dont want to break up with him but it's  will get better

... I hate surprises at work - because surprises tend to be negative.  Got hit with three surprises yesterday ... all negative urggghhh.

Without going into to many boring details -

Surprise #1:  Just finished (27-Dec) assembling a 2 volume 20 chapter reference manual including CD disk.  Yesterday received an email from a department advising they have just added a new chapter (to be placed somewhere in the middle of volume #1).

Surprise #2:  6-Jan completed a key letter to our VPs in Houston discussing the state of our internal controls.  Just found out yesterday that something might have been overlooked (or perhaps not disclosed to us) - still researching that.

Surprise #3:  Was invited to an health emergency response planning meeting.  Learned that weeks of work I did in November was entirely ignored - they don't even remember receiving the data.  Also learned that they would send out a new request for information (sometime this week, maybe) and would request new information within a week.

Well .... at least it is hump day.

Speaking of hump day ... not sure what is going on with our water heater.  I think the breaker is kicking at night (and I'm the first up every morning).  Have now taken 5 cold showers in a row .... I MUST talk to Decy about this ...  bbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrr ....

RE the dogs and cats, no mom, I don't want any of yours ... have enough challenges here.

Internet access is still sucky ... and today seems worse than others.

Ciao Ciao

so as i did some homework today, i realized that school can be tough. last semester didnt seem so awfully hard, but this semester seems kinda crazy. but i can handle it right?

i like the winter time, but it gets cold walking around campus and then it's burning up in the buildings. eh... what can you do. it's not that bad though.

well, off to do homework

piece

If life is filled with disappointment,
lower your expectations.

Aim high, expect nothing.

In relationships (all relationships)
Give all you can,
Expect nothing back.

Hard lessons to learn,
but sometimes life itself teaches the lessons.

I’m still learning.

MY BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW!!

    I am going to start a quote called Reach For the Stars. Once every week starting next monday.

You were most beautiful as the damage and the trauma

Pounding hard with battered wings of destiny

You were my last great war

You were my heaven ablaze

Riddled with faults and fractures

And I spent my last of days burning my oldest of bridges

And I spent my last of nights killing the best of friends

In the company of thieves, liars, beggers and whores

I'll lay waiting, just waiting for my time to come

heya i just got my braces tightened and they stuck me on a nother set of Rubber Bands for my mouth and stuff..... and my ortho said that i might get them off next time... maybe.... just maybe.... okay well thanks for listening..... I love you all and i will see you Wednesday at church....i think..... or will i....?????.... okay i need to stop this i am freaking myself out.....i catagorize this behavior as EXTRODANAROLY HYPER!!!!!!!!.... i think that is how you spell it....well it is almost time for dinner and my mommy made like a Home Made Red Velvet Cake so it will be GOOOOOOD..... As most of you know Krista and i Are doing a Duet "Small Ensomble" For Fine Arts..... See ya wednesday!!! Love ya
*tootles*
Emily

i am real bored... my boyfriend put me hold so yeah... and yeah he asked me if i wanted to go to homecoming dance with him... i just have to see... i just have to ask but i dont know. my parents need to meet him so yeah.... thats the other problem lol... oh well i'll ask him if he wants to me them on friday if i can go... that sounds like a plan...lol..so yeah.....

well i am out

meg

Hello!

For years, people have told me that I should have some sort of blog online.  In keeping with the spirit of the new year and in simply trying something new, I have decided to do a site on here.  We'll see how it goes.

After checking out My Space, Face Book, and the others, I decided to go with Phusebox because I like the lay-out the best.  I know that I am prejudiced because one of my former youth, Nathan Moore, created this site, but I like how this site has the unlimited photos feature and how clearly it is all laid out.

This site was started for a couple of reasons:  First, people tell me that sometimes I actually have a profound thought about something and it might be good for others to hear it.  Secondly, being the youth minister for a really cool youth ministry I get access to some really good photographs of our youth events before anyone else does.  By posting them on here, others will be able to get them and add them to their web-sites.  I am still learning how to do this effectively so be patient.  Thirdly, I may on occasion have some important information for everyone and posting it on here could be helpful in getting the word out.

I plan on updating this hopefully about once a week.  Being a child of the 70's and 80's, I don't have much of a liking to typing too much on a computer.  I hope that what you find on here will be a blessing to you.

God bless . . .

Chris

Have you ever felt like you were drowning? When everything that you did and said was wrong?
Its like I can’t get a brake anymore. Not even with friends, I mean isn’t it supposed to be when your with your friends you can relax? Now don’t get me wrong, there are sometimes when I have fun with my friends. But now it seems like my friends ether don’t talk to me or they say something mean to me. I don’t know! I think I am just so confused that I am lost, and I am so lost I am scared, and I am so scared I am tired, and I am so tired I want to just give up! But I know I can’t give up...........................................

They say the sign of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different response.  They say the sign of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different response.  They say the sign of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different response. 

So why do I continue to waste my time tryng to upload pics into Phusebox?  Because I am a dreamer and and cautiously optimistic that it will be successful someday.  I believe (think ?) that the issue is the rerouting of internet access via Australian satellites .... but, I don't know for sure.  Supposedly (according to world press) the fiber optic cable repairs in Taiwan will be completed about mid-Feb.  If that is the case ... things should be back to normal a week or two afterwards .... urrrggghhhh.  In the meantime ... $7/day +++ ($8/day when you include taxes) is pretty much being wasted on very limited UNLIMITED access.

As for me and my family, we are doing ok.  Was able to get online "enough" to order some SAT study guides for Chely via Amazon.com ... only took 1 hour .... was afraid I'd lose the internet connection altogether before I completed the transaction - it stalled a number of times ... but didn't die.

Work is coming along - finally getting on the backside of my YE reporting.  Building a new excel- based database application for tracking controls related issues.  It will replace an old highly inefficient spreadsheet.  The new models include a lot of customized drop-down menus (to improve consistency and reduce key strokes), numerous data validations (including some to limit the number of characters in a text (so people don't get too long winded) ... and a really neat security tool where I protect the sheets and cells ... but allow certain, pre-specified users to be able to edit the LOCKED cells without having to use a password.

Thasya has been accepted into a play called Flappers.  She is the singing and dancing line.   Rehearsals (4+ each week) start this week.  The play is in March ... she is going to be busy busy busy ... and will have to stay on top of her studies and rest when she can.  Her modelling lessons end this week.

As for Decy - she's spending time organizing the office and starting to work some business plans RE what she wants to do.  Now that we are pretty much done furnishing the house (a few odds and ends left) she has time to focus on other things.

The dog and cat are doing fine and successfully survived the YE sacrifice period.  Its amazing watching the two of them play.  I can't believe the dog will actually let the cat climb on the dogs back and then get carried around the house.  Hey, wait a minute .... I don't have a dog and cat.  Gotcha !!!

Enough of this for now ... connection might die any minute.

Oh before I forget .... I love my mother ....

ciao ciao

Why is it that we spend so much time second guessing ourselves?

It seems as though the entire world is saying, "This is it!  Now is the time that you will decide how the rest of your life will turn out."

I find myself uncertain of everything about the next few years of my life.  Am I going to the right school?  Where am I going to live?  How am I going to stay out of the financial gutter?  Am I making the right decisions?  More importantly, am I making them for the right reasons?

I'm afraid of making the wrong choice.

Even worse, I'm afraid of not making a choice at all and letting opportunity slip through my fingers.

That first big step into the unknown is always the scariest.  Or, so I hear.  I'm hoping that after the first plunge it will get easier, or that I will at least become braver or more confident.

Something happened to me today that I can say was the scariest thing I've ever experienced.

I start out every morning with a prayer on my way to school. It's a chance for me to get the day into perspective, talk to my Dad, and make me smile. Well, right in the middle of my prayer, a huge and long Barrett Tow Truck pulled out in front of me to turn into Berkshire(a neighborhood off of Beesley). I don't know exactly what all went through my mind in those maybe 3 to 5 seconds of slamming on the brakes. He barely made it into the neigborhood. I know that if he would have hestiated even more than he did or if I would have been going faster than I was I would have ran into the middle of truck going 45mph.

I stayed where I stopped on the side of the road and I couldn't let go of the steering wheel until I made myself do it. I sat in my car for five minutes and tried to collect myself the best I could. He stopped and came over to my car and apologized.

I know that it's true when God said that He is with us always....to the very end of the age. He was protecting me this morning and I am so thankful.

*smiles* I was almost late to class because I drove 35mph the entire way to school.

So at the movies............
yeah all i am going to say is it was.......

 FANTASTIC-O!