Everything seems sort of weird at school. Oh, I'm excited about finally getting to see my friends, no doubt of it. But everything's different...new freshmen, new classes, new people in journalism and choir. Last year was so good, I don't know how this year can compare. But I'm hopeful and resolute in my determination to make the best of my junior year, whatever happens. I mean, this is my second to last year of free public education, ever. It's all surreal. We're all growing up. We can drive and have independence and increased responsibilities and privledges...we're practically adults. How bizarre.

Anyway, yes. I'm still excited about what this year might bring. If nothing else I'm thankful that my schedule worked out and I didn't have to drop anything I really wanted to take. I get to see a few people I didn't think I would have any classes with, like Lauren Woodward. And choir's going to be amazing - we're going to see two musicals in NYC and maybe sing in St. Patrick's Cathedral - squeeeeee!



How was your first day of school?

Ah, so, yesterday was Operation: Closet Overhaul for Christina. She worked from 2 - 7 completely emptying and rearranging and cleaning out her closet and dresser. It was quite tiring, and it left a great deal of debris scattered about her room - but her closet is immaculate. And today she and the mum and sister did a bit of back to school shopping, and at 2:30 she has yet another dentist appointmet (one of four this month).

School is just around the riverbend....Christina is quite excited. She has yet to finish Their Eyes Were Watching God, but she'll get to it eventually.

You know, Christina just now realized she is writing in third person. Ah, well. These things do happen.

Farewell.

Christina

Well I'm in Missouri right now at ole' Grandma's house. It has been an intereting week - I saw West Side Story, got my first ride in a police car ("Grandma, put on your seatbelt!!), went to Six Flags, and slept in a recliner. Meanwhile scheduling is going on, and mum has been calling me to help figure out the conflicts because no classes I want are being offered sixth. In the end I had to drop down from Pre Calc to advanced algebra/trig. I'm shedding no tears over that one, let me tell you. So here's my schedule:

Early - Etymology - York
1st - AH Latin III - Tinsley
2nd - AP English III - Marlatt
3rd - AP US History - Bowman
4th - Journalism - Juergens
5th - Chamber Choir - Gregory
6th - AH Algebra/Trig - Manu- however you spell it -zewsky



Bada Bing. Could be a lot worse, eh?

“Poetry is sane because it floats easily in an infinite sea; reason seeks to cross the infinite sea, and so make it finite...The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits.” - G. K. Chesterton

Did you know we have a family farm in Colordao? One which I could someday inherit? I don't know....could you see me as a farmer??

I'm also related to about literally half of the people in CO. My great-grandparents from my dad's parents all had about 12 siblings each, and they all had at least half a dozen children too, and they had a lot of kids, and now those kids are having kids.....it's pretty insane.

And to top it off I will inhereit a portion of the mineral rights for an entire valley in CO. Meaning if they ever strike oil, I will get $$$. They probably never will, but it's still kind of neat.

Murfreesboro seems very humid now...

Christina

Important Bulliten: I'm leaving tomorrow and not getting back until late Sunday. I'll be chilling with my grandparents in Keenesburg, Colorado, population 500. Howwwwdy.


Take the last two digits of the year you were born and write that many things about yourself.

Ok, I was born in 1989...so here goes:

1.First and foremost, sour cream angel food cake is the greatest food ever. Period.
2.I am a morning person.
3.I can’t stand AIM. I have it, but I don’t use it.
4.I have only 2 cousins.
5.I rarely use my cell phone.
6.When I was six I ate hair dye and was rushed to the hospital. But I lived.
7.I feel naked without a watch on.
8.I lived in Vegas for 4 years and sometimes I still miss it.
9.I played soccer for 8 years, and I was actually good.
10.I played piano for 5 years, but I was actually not good.
11.My “thinking spot” is in the swing in my back yard, in the morning, with coffee.
12.I was obsessed with pokemon in 4th and 5th grade, and could name them in order.
13.Flip-flops and heels are basically all I wear on my feet.
14.I’m the only one in my family who has perfect vision.
15.I am painfully shy.
16.I think redheads are hotttt.
17.I contradict myself constantly.
18.My last “boyfriend” was in 6th grade, and he was 4 inches shorter than me.
19.The hottest thing a guy can wear is a tuxedo or a suit.
20.I sleep perfectly still, except when I travel.
21.I constantly have a strong urge to have BABIES.
22.I’ve never danced in the rain, it seems a little cliché.
23.I listen to classical and choral music a lot.
24.I love drawing eyes. I’ll sit for hours and draw nothing but eyes.
25.I try to always – always – have a positive attitude, if only to annoy people.
26.I’m on xanga/phusebox way too much. I check them probably 20 times a day.
27.My dad was friends with Brad Pitt in high school.
28.When I was eight I came very close to drowning, but my aunt saved me.
29.I have never listened to most of the popular or cool bands like Death Cab.
30.I have never so much as held hands with a boy.
31.I used to be really, really chubby in 4th and 5th grade.
32.I think women should almost always stick to their natural hair color.
33.I will honeymoon in Venice.
34.I love to write stories but I’m terrible at coming up with plots.
35.Guys who are sweet and gentlemanly are 378 times hotter than macho guys.
36.I cry every time I watch Peter Pan.
37.I wear tons and tons of brown. I think it’s the best color on me.
38.My kitty’s full name is Snickerdoodle Mittens Witt.
39.I have very little self-confidence, but I’m pathetically vain.
40.Usually on Friday nights I sit at home and surf the net feeling mildly depressed.
41.I really like learning languages, and they come naturally to me.
42.I buy my underwear at Wal-Mart.
43.I really would like to marry young and not work past 30.
44.I’m a nerd for Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, Harry Potter, AND Star Trek.
45.Me and my younger brother are actually very close.
46.I fear and loathe worms of any shape, form, or kind.
47.People think I’m filthy rich cause my dad is a doctor, but I’m NOT.
48.I constantly dream about the future and often forget the present.
49.I’m not that great a singer, but luckily Mrs. Gregory likes me.
50.I am very, very curious. I admit I can be nosy.
51.I find big social events tiring and stressful and I always go home early.
52.I don’t like french fries.
53.I’m not a democrat or a republican, but a little of both.
54.I drink more Diet Pepsi than is strictly safe.
55.I am extremely sensitive and easily hurt, emotionally.
56.I have very few guy friends, but I wish I had more.
57.I like learning new words and expanding my vocabulary.
58.I love feeling like I’ve gotten something accomplished, and hate feeling bored.
59.Once my brother got lost on a mountain and Search and Rescue had to find him.
60.I want to die while I’m still right in the head. Alzheimer’s scares me.
61.My greatest, deepest fear is conflict.
62.Talent is very hot in guys – whether musical, artistic, or something else.
63.My obsession is earrings. I can’t get enough of them.
64.I think there’s something seriously spiritual about a hot cup of coffee.
65.The one thing that always makes me sick is cleaning up cat vomit.
66.I have no idea where I stand on many theological and political issues.
67.I am analytical to a fault.
68.Before I die I want to be Eponine in a performance of Les Miserables.
69.People sometimes think I’m snobby just cause I’m reserved.
70.I would absolutely hate to be famous. But I wouldn’t mind being rich.
71.I think dark chocolate is about 4793 times better than milk chocolate.
72.I love my friends probably more than they’ll ever realize.
73.I really want a pet mouse. Or a lizard.
74.I had 2 teeth knocked out in a soccer game, which is why I quit playing.
75.I like pretty, sparkly dresses and wish I had more opportunities to wear them.
76.Italian guys are also hot hot hot.
77.I was told the truth about Santa when I was 4. FOUR!!
78.I often get waaaay obsessed with things. And occasionally people.
79.I wet my pants in 2nd grade because I was scared to ask to go to the bathroom.
80.I never, ever get mad at my friends. Seriously. It’s true.
81.I worry about everything.
82.I wish I had pretty handwriting.
83.I’m extremely jealous.
84.I listen to Rich Mullins all the time.
85.I don’t cuss, even when I’m alone or very angry. It just feels wrong to me.
86.I kind of like being vague and enigmatic.
87.On my mom’s side I’m Polish and I’m very proud of being a Pollack.
88.I hate exercising. I hate it passionately.
89.The keys to my heart are godliness, compassion, maturity, humility, strength, and tenderness.


Now I want all of you people to do this too. It’s really kind of fun trying to come up with random facts about yourself...

For the last couple of days I've been an unwed teenage mother.

...ish.

And I ate a whole roll of cookie dough today. Yikes.

But seriously. There's a grasshopper on the ceiling.

And aside from that, I'm doing much better.

A shower is now in order. No, not a baby shower. A water shower. So I can smell like sunshine and daisies for church tomorrow.

And with that I am gone.

whooooooosh.......

Did You ever know lonliness? Did You ever know need?
Do You remember just how long a night can get?
When You are barely holding on, and Your friends fall asleep,
and don't see the blood that's running in Your sweat?

I can't see how You're leading me,
unless You've led me here,
to where I'm lost enough to let myself be led...

I have absolutely no idea what’s in store for me.

I could be married or single,

rich or poor,

long-lived or die young.

In fact, there is absolutely nothing God guarantees us about life. The only sure thing is that we’ll die. Everything else is kind of iffy. I think we as humans go out of our way to avoid thinking about death, but there’s something really refreshing about living in the realization that we’ll someday die.

For one thing, it makes everything that’s hard about life easier to bear cause we know it’ll pass. It teaches us to live with detachment – not the sort of detachment where we don’t allow things to move us, but the sort where we let ourselves be moved easily and passionately, but don’t try to claim or possess the things that move us.

Once you come to realize how unbelievably brief life is, then you understand that greatness is absolutely not the goal of life. Living with what time we have to the glory of God is.

It doesn’t matter if I’m not really great.

And if I don’t have to be great, that means I can fail.

And if I can fail, that means I can try.

And if I can try, that means I'm going to have a good time trying.


I love you guys.

Christina

I got utterly, completely soaked head to toe walking halfway around Siegel to my car in a torrential downpour just so all YOU people can have your yearbook by September. Grumble, grumble...

Plus Ms. Millsaps (who idolizes my father but can never remember me) yelled at me for 'being out of class' when I never had a class to be in to begin with. I didn't correct her, though. She's not one to argue with.

But now I get to eat pancakes so that makes me happy.

What makes you happy?

"Pone me ut signaculum super cor tuum ut signaculum super brachium tuum quia fortis est ut mors dilectio dura sicut inferus aemulatio lampades eius lampades ignis atque flammarum. Aquae multae non poterunt extinguere caritatem nec flumina obruent illam si dederit homo omnem substantiam domus suae pro dilectione quasi nihil despicient eum."

Well.

I'm thoroughly confused.

But I guess that's the point of being sixteen.

I feel like I'm about five years old. Glitter! Play-doh!

I love you.

Plural you, that is. I haven't found my singular you, just yet.

Did you know I'm an evil genius?

Well, I've finished it. It was good, but left me feeling a little...dissatisfied. And a little disapointed. To be fair, there were a lot of good moments, but the entire romance chunk of the book was utter blarmy.

Anyway!

Jesse and I conducted "Operation Relive Childhood" last night, going to watch CatCF (see what being a Harry Potter fan has done to my willingness to write out titles??) and I must say, the film was magnificant. Johnny Depp was perfect. My favorite characters, hands down, were Violet and her mother. The movie was hilarious, and about equal with the original in my book, though different.

THEN we proceeded to Starbucks (which incidently did not feature prominantly in my childhood, but whatever) to load up on caffeine before heading to Books-A-Million. To sum up, the store was in a state of organized chaos, sans the organization. But I got the book within two minutes of midnight, so I'm not complaining.

I was up til five reading it. Then I slept until ten and finished it this afternoon. Lauren's birthday party is tonight, so I will see many of you there.

Much love,
hypedupsleepdeprivedchildhoodrelived Christina

The age-old, million dollar question, deeply debated and yet unresolved:

Who's hotter in Pirates of the Carribean (or in general),

Johnny Depp or Orlando Bloom?

Well, I managed to get out of the house and have a nice time today. When I do dig myself out of the black death hole of antisocialism (not that I'm against socialism....or wait, yes I am) I find that I enjoy myself. Usually, though, I'm stuck at home eating lime sherbert and watching Ella Enchanted with my little sister. But that's not so bad. Lime sherbert is actually quite good - sherbert in general is really underrated. Anyway, I'm rambling pointlessly.

This afternoon I came to the conclusion that trees are a excellent representation of God's love. I had a whole thoery behind it, too. Amazing stuff, I could've written a book. But then I fell asleep and when I woke up I had completely forgotten. Ces't la vie. Mark my words, though, it was a brilliant concept.

I couldn't have coffee today due to having my pearly whites worked on yesterday, so going to Starbucks was a little saddening. Word of warning, the Strawberries and Creme "frappucino" tastes like strawberry milk. A little weird.

And there you have it. July 14, 2005 for Christina Catherine Witt in a nutshell.

I came dangerously close to crashing today on Memorial. I mean seriously, I was thisclose to getting into a huge wreck. I'm glad the guy in front of me was thinking more than I was, cause if he hadn't been I'd be carless and probably injured now. Yeesh. My heart rate still hasn't gone down.

In other news...there is no other news. My neighbor is about to have a baby. Like, any minute now. And I still haven't started my summer reading.

Well this has been grand but I'm off to do something. I don't know what, but I'm bored. So bye.

Christina

I'll write you a song, and I hope that you won't mind,

because all the names and places I have taken from real life.

So please don't be upset at this portrait that I paint -

it may be a little biased, but at least I spelled your name right...

Brittney Spears is pregnant with twins.

Imagine if they're identical girls...

They might rival the Olsen twins.

I don't know why I feel I need to update when I have nothing to say. Honestly. All I do any more is babysit. I mean literally, that's all I do - I'm even going to be a live-in nanny for a while.

I did situps, pushups, and other exercisey things today. I deserve a cookie.

Or wait, no...that would cancel my exercise out. Oh well, I want one anyway.


School couldn't start soon enough...I miss it. A lot. Particularly a few individuals I haven't seen all summer. Plus it's hot outside.


Poor London...God be with them. They're in their moment of glory over the Olympics, and they're attacked. It's really sickening what people can do.

< Christina

"Lloyd is not dead. And he isn't a turtle. He's alive, and he's a large, mutant bug."


Going to school today to work on the yearbook.......sigh.

www.TerriClark.com

You can listen to the song my aunt wrote, it's the first link.

Now I'm going to go babysit some more.

While my sister is recording a book on tape?? Yes. I have a strange family.


Oh, and I found out I have connections at Pac Sun, and I could get a job there - but nah, I think I've lost all desire for employment. I already make about $50 a week babysitting.

I'm reading a really interesting book on Heaven - I never really had a grasp on the concept but it's amazing how much is really there in the Scriptures. But I don't have time to discuss it now, I need to go. Maybe later.


Christina

...has been stuck in my head for three days now.


"Are you insane??"

"Have I ever claimed otherwise??"


10 days, 10 hours, 20 minutes and 7 seconds until Harry Potter comes out. Meanwhile, I am doing everything in my power to avoid studying economics.

Mostly writing my story. It's about 34 pages long now.

Gee wiz.

I have a boring life.

Christina

Well, not really. But...


I don't know if any of you know who Terri Clark, the country artist is, but she has a new single coming out on the radio in two weeks called (I think) "She Didn't Have Time"

Well, my aunt wrote it!

Terri Clark says she thinks it will be her "career song" and there's going to be a video on CMT and everything. She got a standing ovation in Reno after performing it.

If it's a hit my aunt will get $$$$.

Which she needs, badly.

So that's a prayer request. Plus this may help launch my aunt's solo career; she wants to be a country artist herself. Buy Terri Clark's album when it comes out this fall!


p.s happy fourth!

I think I might take up a sport.

Walking, specifically.

Because I am very unhappy right now with my body and I think I'm going to do something about it. I already eat healthfully, so that's not the problem.

Exercise is the obvious solution.

If you know me, though, you know that I alsolutely loathe sweating and being very active, unless I'm playing soccer or something. I don't want to go to the gym because I usually am not in the mood to see someone I know while working out.

So I'm going to walk around Oakleigh. Two complete laps is a mile. Not much, but it's a start. I want to be a bit more in shape when school starts.

Wish me luck. I haven't exercised since November.

Well, my arms are thoroughly sore now. And my legs, too, for some reason.

You know what? If I don't get the job at Panera (and my chances at this point are about .0007%) I think I'm going to try and convince my mom not to make me work. I'm enjoying the summer as it is. I've made about $250 babysitting and doing other odd jobs. I really don't have much to pay for, besides gas and the occaisonal movie. I'm not looking to buy anything that would be a big investment.

I really just want to eat, read (summer books and Harry Potter), do economics, write my fan fiction, babysit, tutor, sleep, and prepare myself for next year.

When I shall have to be at school at 6:45 am for early day etymology (word origins, not bugs) and not leave until 3:10 pm. Yeah, that's right - 7 classes.

Daggum.



Christina