<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:49:46.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole Lot Of Nothing</title><subtitle type='html'>But Somtimes Something</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-115042963971197294</id><published>2006-06-15T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:47:19.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check It</title><content type='html'>Yo, so I'm going to probably use myspace more, so everyone go there and check out my site. It's definitly more fun then this one, you can play duck hunt (I know everyone want to go play now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sistamary235"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/sistamary235&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-115042963971197294?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/115042963971197294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=115042963971197294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/115042963971197294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/115042963971197294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/06/check-it.html' title='Check It'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-115034582271956353</id><published>2006-06-15T00:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:30:22.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again</title><content type='html'>~I'm home once again. This time it's for 5 days, then it's back to camp for more precamp fun!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad to be home. I needed some time away. You get into your own little world there, but with having only a few of us and not having proper eats, it make you want to a)spend time with others and b)get proper meals. But now I'm missing eveyone a bit because I'm so used to them being around, but I think I will be able to wait until Sunday, only because I know that the abuse will be coming from Ben again, so I wouldn't mind that being put off a bit more, but meh, I'll deal.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, must go for now.&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-115034582271956353?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/115034582271956353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=115034582271956353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/115034582271956353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/115034582271956353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/06/home-again.html' title='Home Again'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114884656401604224</id><published>2006-05-28T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T16:02:44.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Stat</title><content type='html'>~Last weekend we had Youth Councils at camp...very good weekend, I'll blog about it later....but we learned alot about world povety and this stat really stuck out at me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that it would only take 20 billion dollars to wipe the world of poverty?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that last year alone, there was 20 billion dollars spent on ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Something about that doesn't make sense.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114884656401604224?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114884656401604224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114884656401604224&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114884656401604224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114884656401604224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/05/crazy-stat.html' title='Crazy Stat'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114870564128816847</id><published>2006-05-27T00:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T00:54:01.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for the weekend</title><content type='html'>~Well I'm home for the weekend, not really happy about it, but I'll live. I'm only home because I had no choice :(&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going well. We have gotten so much done! I'm really impressed. We are running out of things to do, I'm not sure what we will be doing for the next month! lol&lt;br /&gt;There isn't too much to tell other then the fact that we are all sick (except natalie *shack fist*)  I sounded like a man last night and this morning and Ben I think is going through a slow death. We are all drugged up at night and just sleeping the days away, inbetween working of course!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that my weekend away will help me get better.&lt;br /&gt;And with that I'm off. I am of course drugged right now and feel very drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;Check you later---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114870564128816847?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114870564128816847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114870564128816847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114870564128816847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114870564128816847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/05/home-for-weekend.html' title='Home for the weekend'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114723367285745558</id><published>2006-05-09T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T00:01:12.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma Rents are in Da House!</title><content type='html'>~My parents have returned from their trip. They are safe and sound at home now, and Keren and I survived the time without them here. It was nice to spend time with Keren, just the two of us before I leave. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing really exciting, my dad pretty much jumped into work right when he got back and got me to do stuff for him. I don't mind though, I'm procrastinating the packing that I need to get done for Sunday. So I have to do that tomorrow *knock on wood* lol....I'll fill you in if I get it done! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114723367285745558?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114723367285745558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114723367285745558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114723367285745558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114723367285745558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/05/ma-rents-are-in-da-house.html' title='Ma Rents are in Da House!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114670588653471103</id><published>2006-05-03T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:24:46.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>~My parents left today for their vacation to Montreal, so know I'm home alone!...well not really I have my sister and dog and guniea pig all here, so technically I'm not all alone, he he.&lt;br /&gt;I have to look after my sister, so now I'm feeling like a grown-up lol! I have to go get groceries and do the laundry and clean the house and water the flowers! Isn't that crazy!? I do, but I don't think anybody else thinks so, he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114670588653471103?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114670588653471103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114670588653471103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114670588653471103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114670588653471103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/05/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114654252423609420</id><published>2006-05-01T23:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:21:04.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitey McWhite White</title><content type='html'>~Shorts season is here! Yesterday I went out for a walk this afternoon with my dog and had capris on, by the time I got home I wished I had had shorts on. It was tha hot! I loved it! I ended up putting shorts on and sat on the deck, and then I realized that I am WHITE! I can't wait to get to camp and sit by the pool and get a tan!....yes I'm superficial, but man if you were as white as me you would do the same! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this isn't more interesting, but this is my life lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114654252423609420?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114654252423609420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114654252423609420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114654252423609420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114654252423609420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/05/whitey-mcwhite-white_114654252423609420.html' title='Whitey McWhite White'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114609170925332730</id><published>2006-04-26T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T18:48:29.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simcoe</title><content type='html'>~This past weekend I went to Simcoe to visit my dear dear friend Toreo!!!! It was a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori took me on a tour of the downtown area. That was fun. We went bargain shopping for things to decorate G-staff. It's going to be pretty pimpin'!&lt;br /&gt;While we were shopping I found the first Hanson cd in 'mint condish' (what movie is that from??), it was still in the wrapper. And since I always wanted it when I was a kis I figured that I could spend the $2 on it and buy it! It was the perfect price! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we watched two movies. The first was Elizabethtown. It's definitly a chick flick, but it wasn't that great, it moves to slowly and you kinda forget whats going on and go 'huh?' alot!! Then we watched Red Eye. That was a good thriller! The best part was when the guy popped out from behind the door and Tori screamed so loud and made me jump! I thought that her parents were going to come running out of there room, thinking we were dying or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning the band master at her church got me to play in the band, sothat was interesting, since I'm not that great at sight reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my last trip before I go to camp :( But it's going to be fun and I'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;Keep Christ in Christmas................ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114609170925332730?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114609170925332730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114609170925332730&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114609170925332730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114609170925332730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/simcoe.html' title='Simcoe'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114560274009173647</id><published>2006-04-21T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T02:59:00.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grease</title><content type='html'>~Tonight, 2 of my friends (Jo and Kaylyn) and I (and one of my friend's like whole family) went to dinner and to see Grease. We went to Kelesy's for dinner, which was fun, except Jo and I were late because Jo was late to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to the show, which we were almost late for! But the show was great! I've never see a production of Grease, so it was something different to see. The best thing was that I knew a few people in it. One was my close friend Tyler, he was Doody (Frenchie's guy), he was great at it! He's got a great singing voice, something I already knew due to the fact that we have sung on the phone together, but he really belt out that song! I'm pretty proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;OOOO and after the show I got his autograph, so my night was pretty much made then! lol&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards my friend Jo and I  came back to my house and alked until 2:30am. Which is great cuz I'm missed talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all a great night. I'm gunna try and keep up with the blog, I just have to sit down and write some out!&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114560274009173647?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114560274009173647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114560274009173647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114560274009173647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114560274009173647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/grease.html' title='Grease'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114523140568394184</id><published>2006-04-16T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:50:05.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>United We Stand</title><content type='html'>~Whoa! It's been a while since I updated. I guess with my whole week off I've just been so busy that I haven't gotten around to it! lol No, but seriously though, I dont know where the time has gone. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did have an exciting Saturday night last weekend. I went to Toronto to see Hillsong United. What an amazing concert! Such a feel of worship was in the place. There was a good 5000 plus people in the place. Everyone was pretty tight, but yet it felt really intimate and you coul feel God was there touching everyone's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem with the night was when the youth pastor, Phil Dooley, decided that everyone should sit down while he was going to talk. Let's just say that trying to get 5000 people to sit down on the floor doesn't work well. My friends and I were stuck in the middle of the group that coulnd't sit down. Everyone in the front and back could, but not us. It took us probably 20 mins before we could even move out of our spot and when we started walking out, we had to walk all the way out of the room. So we ended up sitting out there, missing what was said and didn't go in until they had song a few songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other then that little problem, it was  a great concert! Very good worship. They played some of my fave songs! (One Way, and Look To You) and they played some new songs. I highly recommend their new cd, United We Stand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well other then that not much happened this week...got my G license! I'm a fully licensed driver, so watch out! ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Easter, so Happy Easter everyone! I hope the Easter bunny has been good to all and remember He Is Risen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114523140568394184?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114523140568394184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114523140568394184&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114523140568394184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114523140568394184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/united-we-stand.html' title='United We Stand'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114446909948111680</id><published>2006-04-07T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T00:04:59.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye A&amp;W</title><content type='html'>~Today was my last shift at A&amp;W. Very exciting! Yet a little sad. I had to say goodbye to some people that I've known over a year.&lt;br /&gt;The hardest person to say goodbye to was my supervisor's husband, I always sat with him on my lunch and we'd just talk. I loved those lunches. And today was our last one, so he bought my lunch. :( So nice, I'm gunna miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I thought that I would be happy to be gone from that place (and I am!), I'm sad about it. Working there has been a big part of my life. I've learned a lot and gone through a lot of stuff working there. I think the big thing with leaving though means that I'm soon going to be gone from Lindsay all together. I know I'm ready to but at the same time a little (and I mean very little) part of me wants to stay. I know I have to leave. I've got to start my life.&lt;br /&gt;So I look at this as the first step to the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114446909948111680?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114446909948111680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114446909948111680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114446909948111680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114446909948111680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/bye-bye-aw.html' title='Bye Bye A&amp;W'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114438239306536945</id><published>2006-04-06T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T23:59:53.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Precamp</title><content type='html'>~Over the weekend, well basically Sunday, I found out who the fourth is going to be for precamp!! Natalie!! YAY! I'm so excited. I really wanted it to be her! So the spring is shaping up to be pretty good. It's going to be Tim, Natalie, Ben and me on precamp. We are going to have to sweet times by ourselves up there. Gunna make the place spotless, gunna get a great tan, gunna have camp drama, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all pretty much been planning what we want to do during precamp and even for camp. I think this year the theme will be spread out across the camp, I also think camp is getting back the basics with a skit!! WOOT! And I've been thinking of scheduling for the dining room, I'm thinking of doing it how I learned, which is going to be different, but I think if everyone gives it a chance if will run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I even have plans for staff devotions. We haven't had a real schedule for the last 2 years, but this year we are going to try and make it so that there is something every night, because you really need it. We already have some devos up our sleeves, but that will be kept a secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to get out to camp and start working. I miss camp and the atmosphere and my family! ;) Even though it's stressful at times (most of the time), it's really rewarding. I love seeing kids have fun and love the camp the way I did as a kid. We are making memories that will last a life time! We just need to remember that and not get caught up in the drama of camp life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114438239306536945?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114438239306536945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114438239306536945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114438239306536945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114438239306536945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/precamp.html' title='Precamp'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114421170584702860</id><published>2006-04-05T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:35:05.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana And Poppa</title><content type='html'>~so my Nanna and Poppa are home! YEAH! They are back from there 3 or 4 months in Flordia, I can't even remember how long they have been gone for!&lt;br /&gt;They came into A&amp;W on Friday, to see me because they knew they wouldn't see me over the weekend. I realized them how much I missed them. It's nice to have them back.&lt;br /&gt;As nice as it is that they are back, it's werid at the same time. Like getting up in the morning and seeing Poppa here working with my Dad, I keep forgetting that he does that cuz he hasn't been around in so long. It just takes some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;It also takes so getting used to that they live here. Like my Nana picked me up from work today, a little unexpect but at least she knows how to be there on time and for that I'm an greatful.&lt;br /&gt;I think the 2 best things about thembeing back though is that they are around to pick me up or do something for me if I can't or my parent's can't do it (and I thank you sooooooo much!!)&lt;br /&gt;And the second best thing is that they bring me presents from Florida :) The funny thing is though, I still haven't gotten my presents! Everyone else gets theirs, but not me. It's because I'm the black sheep in our family.  Well she says it's because she a) wanted to wait until see coudl see me (outside of A&amp;W) and b) she forgot them at her place. Maybe tomorrow I will go over and visit them and get my presents! he he!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly though, I'm glad to have them back, now Daddy won't be stressed out and I can get my laptop for school! It's great to have grandparents that live so close.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114421170584702860?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114421170584702860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114421170584702860&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114421170584702860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114421170584702860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/nana-and-poppa.html' title='Nana And Poppa'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114400966091341317</id><published>2006-04-02T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T16:27:40.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Original Four</title><content type='html'>~Well that's it, everyone one is gone. The weekend is pretty much over yet again. Only this weekend was sooo much fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I went ot Oshawa, picked up Natalie and went to the movies. We saw &lt;em&gt;Failure To Launch&lt;/em&gt;'. It was pretty good. It's pretty much a chick flick.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we had our fundraising concert for Partners in Missions. We raised quite a bit considering there wasnt alot of people there. (I'll come out with an official number later). I think all the people that came where from the church or family members. But it still went really well.&lt;br /&gt;What was awesome about it was that we got the Readletters to come play. Which they were awesome and thanks once again guys for coming and playing, you guys have so much talent. It was too bad that Ryan couldn't make it, but it was pretty awesome to have the orginial S.o.T. members there. Lindsay is pretty lucky to get the orginial four, you know everyone is jealous because they didn't get to see them.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night the guys slept over. OH and I forgot! Becky came with them! She's the roadie! lol Natalie and Becky stayed in my room, it was a party in there because all the boys feel asleep so freakin early.&lt;br /&gt;This morning we all slept in and I was suppose to be at the church for 10, ya that didn't happen. I got ther a half an hour late cuz somebody had to go to Tim Horton's *cough*Becky*cough*. But the youth service went really well. The mime that we did was good. Everone at church liked it and told us to do it more often, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;But now everyone has left, and I'm here all alone, well my dad is asleep on the coach with car racing on. I'm getting excited for precamp because we just found out who the 4th is, NATALIE!!! YEAH! So basically I can't wait to go to camp and live with Natalie and Tim...Ben I'm a little unsure about, he was rude to me and didn't give me a hug good-bye, I'm going to hang it over his head all summer... but ya, should be a good couple of months at camp with them.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think i might go for another walk, it's so nice out.  Blog with ya later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114400966091341317?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114400966091341317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114400966091341317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114400966091341317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114400966091341317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/04/original-four.html' title='Original Four'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114342716620352671</id><published>2006-03-26T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T21:39:26.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Once Again!</title><content type='html'>~I went away yet again this weekend! It seems like I was hardly home this month! That's ok though, definitly made the month go by faster!&lt;br /&gt;I went to Jackson's Point for a Design for Life retreat. It was pretty good, very insightful. I was the youngest one there and I felt my age! But I still meet some new people and saw some people I already knew and learned some stuff that was very interesting. If you ever get the chance to to a personality test using D, I, S, C, I suggest doing it, it's really good.&lt;br /&gt;Also this weekend I got to talk to my DYS, Capt. Pam and found out that I am on precamp (yeah!) and that I'm conference centre director! (yeah again!) So i'm going to moving to on May 14th and live there until the end of August! I'm very excited. I'm ready for a change and a challenge. I'm ready to see what God is going to bring to me this summer. So tomorrow I'm finaly going to hand in my 2 weeks at A&amp;amp;W, have a month off to pack for summer and school in the fall, because I won't have any other time to do it and then I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;So, thus starts my last month and a half left of living at home! *tear*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114342716620352671?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114342716620352671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114342716620352671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114342716620352671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114342716620352671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/home-once-again.html' title='Home Once Again!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114300538505048064</id><published>2006-03-22T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:58:06.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~I'm finally home. Although I don't think that I really want to be. I like Ottawa. I always have so much fun, even though I've only been there twice! I'm definitly getting more excited about that me moving up there in the fall for school. And I'm getting more excited about camp. I wasn't really that excited, but Becky and I are going to make it loads of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;~So since Wednesday (or was is Thrusday?) when I lasted posted. I haven't done much. Well I mean I hung out with everyone in Ottawa. I think I've offically became part of the parsons family, since I was there for the Parsons/Van Gulik's fun night. And what a night! 13 people around the table, talking about music camp, playing games and the constant mention Pamela Anderson's 'ta tas'! Oh what fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;~Saturday night thru to Monday, Ben and I justed watched the 1st season of the OC. I actually had an OC overload. Actually I was completely shocked that he wanted to watch it, but he's now obsessed, like I said he would be. (he can't deny it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;~I guess I should get o the real reason I was in Ottawa to begin with. Coldplay. Need I say more? I guess I should. Friday night, Morgan, her sister Erin, Joel, Amy, their cousin Mark, Mark, Ryan, Kristen, Dave, Ben, Richard, Becky and Myself (did I miss anyone?) all went to Coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What an amazing concert! I love Coldplay more now then I did before. They put on an amazing concert! Chris gets right into the concert, which makes it fun. They had an amazing lights show, yellow balloons with confetti in them and a werid bear part, which we are still trying to figure out. I think some of the best parts were, getting there before hand and finding where everyone I knew was sitting, seeing Richard on the screen and seeing Chris shake hands with Ryan (which I still can't believe and am pretty jealous about!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My all time favourite part was when they say 'Fix You'. The whole place was singing along, Becky and I swayed along, and I almost cried because it was THAT good. I'm pretty sure that that moment won't leave my mind anytime soon. With that, this is going to be my final tribute to Coldplay...well for the time being!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Fix You by Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Stuck in reverse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste could it be worse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;High up above or down below &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you're too in love to let it go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;f you never try you'll never know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Just what your worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tears streaming down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tears streaming down your face and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tears streaming down your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Tears stream down your face and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And ignite your bones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114300538505048064?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114300538505048064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114300538505048064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114300538505048064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114300538505048064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-night.html' title='What a Night'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114254085074171379</id><published>2006-03-16T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:27:31.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay Tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>~So, I'm here in Ottawa getting ready for the Coldplay concert tomorrow! All Becky and I are listening to is Coldplay, I LOVE IT!! I'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mark and Joel's last night and hung out. We brought them pizza and pop and you know what they made us do? Their dishes! It's ok, I would only do it for them though, cuz they are like family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came ack to the Parson's and Becky and I stayed up till 3 talking. I was so tired cuz my poppy woke me up at 6:10am to get up for my train! Brutal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo, Becky and I are soooo busy today, listening to coldplay and stuff.....here is today's lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What If by Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if there was no lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nothing wrong, nothing right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if there was no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And no reason, or rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if you should decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if I got it wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And no poet or song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Could put right what I got wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Or make you feel I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if you should decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there in you life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let's take a breath, try to hold it inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How can you know it, if you don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every step that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Could be your biggest mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It could bend or it could break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's the risk that you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What if you should decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you don't want me there by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let's take a breath, try to hold it inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How can you know when you don't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ooh ooh-ooh, that's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114254085074171379?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114254085074171379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114254085074171379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114254085074171379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114254085074171379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/coldplay-tomorrow.html' title='Coldplay Tomorrow!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114236383921376543</id><published>2006-03-14T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:17:19.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ottawa Tomorrow, Coldplay Friday!</title><content type='html'>~I've just finished packing for my week off to Ottawa. I leave tonight to go to my grandparents and won't get home until next Tuesday! Oh Joy Oh Bliss! :) Way to excited for this concert! In honour of the fact that i'm going to see Becky tomorrow, this song is for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Swalloed By The Sea by Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You cut me down a tree and brought it back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; and that's what made me see where I was going wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You put me on a shelf and kept me for yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can only blame myself, you can only blame me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and I could write a song a hundred miles long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that's where I belong and you belong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and I could write it down or spread it all around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get lost and then get found or swallowed in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You put me on a line and hung me out to dry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Darling that's when I decided to go to see you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You cut me down to size and opened up my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Made me realize what I could not see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; and I could write a book, the one they'll say that shook the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and then it took, it took it back from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and I could write it down and spread it all around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get lost and then get found and you'll come back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Not swallowed in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oohhhhh Ahhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; and I could write a song a hundred miles long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that's where I belong and you belong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The streets you’re walking on, a thousand houses long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that's where I belong and you belong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh what good is it to live with nothing left to give &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Forget but not forgive, not loving all you see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh the streets you're walking on a thousand houses long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well that's where I belong and you belong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not swallowed in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You belong with me, not swallowed in the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yeah you belong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not swallowed in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Don't read next part if you haven't seen 24*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched one of my favourite shows, 24, and it become one of the shows I pretty much hate now. They killed of my favourite character! Tony Almeida is no longer with us! :( I'm so upset. I can't believe it! There are now only 4 original characters left. I think that they killed too many characters off at once, they should have slowed it done....kept Tony on for longer. He was always the one that came in at the right time and saved someone, be it Terri or Michelle or even Jack. All I have to say is that I have to argee with Richard on this subject, "with Tony dead this must be the last season of 24 because I dont think that I can go on without him!!" So true!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114236383921376543?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114236383921376543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114236383921376543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114236383921376543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114236383921376543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/ottawa-tomorrow-coldplay-friday.html' title='Ottawa Tomorrow, Coldplay Friday!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114223166418335913</id><published>2006-03-13T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:34:24.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Days and Counting!</title><content type='html'>~This is my 50th blog! Wow I didn't realize I had so much to say! lol Who am I kidding!? Of course I did!&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say. I haven;t done much this weekend. Yesterday I worked and watched tv all night and went to bed kinda early. And today we went to church and I basically spent the day with my parents, which was nice. I did get caught up on Grey's Anantomy and watched it tonight. I must confess that I'm now addicted to that show. I think I'm going to go out and buy the first season this week, just so that I can watch it again!&lt;br /&gt;Well there is only 4 days until I see Coldplay. Two days until I go to Ottawa! Oh I'm very exctied now! I decided to go back to "A Rush of Blood to the Head" cd for my song of the day. Got to love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Warning Sign By Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Warning sign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I missed the good part, then i realised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I started looking, and the bubble burst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I started looking for excuses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Come on in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've gotta tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a state i'm in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I've gotta tell you, in my loudest tone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That i started looking for a warning sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When the truth is, I miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah the truth is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That i miss you so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Warning sign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You came back to haunt me and i realised, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That you were an island, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i passed you by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And you were an island to discover, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Come on in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I've gotta tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What a state i'm in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I've got to tell you in my loudest tone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That i started looking for a warning sign. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When the truth is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yeah the truth is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That i miss you so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i'm tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I shouldn't of let you go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So I crawl back into your opening arms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes I crawl back into your open arms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I crawl back into your open arms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes I crawl back into your open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114223166418335913?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114223166418335913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114223166418335913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114223166418335913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114223166418335913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/4-days-and-counting.html' title='4 Days and Counting!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114212640040189242</id><published>2006-03-11T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:20:00.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~6 more days! and I'm now done work for 8 days at least, maybe 9. It's going to be the best break ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not doing much tonight, just chillaxing at home. I'm really tired because Tyler, Kaylyn and I went glow in the dark mini golfing last night, and I was the one that drove to Whitby, so I'm still tired cuz we came back late and then i had to get up early. Oh well! It was worth it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Low By Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You see the world in black and white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No colour or light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You think you'll never get it right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But you're wrong... you might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The sky could fall, could fall on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They're passing on the seas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But you mean more, mean more to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Than any colour I can see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All you ever wanted was love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But you never looked hard enough it's never gonna give itself up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All you ever wanted to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Living in perfect symmetry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nothing is as down or old as us as us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You see the world in black and white &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Not painted right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You see no meaning to your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yes you try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Yes you try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And all you ever wanted was love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but you never looked hard enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's never gonna give itself up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;All you ever wanted to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Living in perfect symmetry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nothing is as down or old as us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; And don't you wanna see it come soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Floating in a big white balloon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Given on your own silver spoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Don't you wanna see it come down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Death is throwing your arms around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Say it in a moment too soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Cause I feel low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'Cause I feel low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yeah I feel low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Cause I feel low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'Cause I feel low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I feel low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Oh no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114212640040189242?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114212640040189242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114212640040189242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114212640040189242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114212640040189242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/6-days.html' title='6 Days'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114203295438898879</id><published>2006-03-10T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:22:34.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A WEEK!</title><content type='html'>~Well I got puked on by Jacob yesterday! It's the first time he's done that. So I figure that 5 months was long enough, I mean it had to happen sooner or later!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a very sad moment happened on the OC, Ryan and Marissa broke up. I saw it comin, so it wasn't a total shock, but still it made me sad *tear* Ah well, oh to new loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only a week until Coldplay!! Oh I can't week! I've been given 8 days off from work! I dont know if I'll remember how to work when I get back! lol It will be a good rest though, I really need it. I need to get away and hang with my friends that I haven't seen in forever. Thus starts the season of seeing camp people! It's exciting, trust me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Square On By Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You're in control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Is there anywhere you wanna go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You're in control &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Is there anything you wanna know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The future's for discovering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The space in which we travel in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;From the top of the first page &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To the end of the last day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;From the start in your own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You just want somebody listening to what you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It doesn't matter who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Under the surface trying to break through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Deciphering the codes in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; I need a compass, draw me a map &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm on the top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; I can't get back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Whooooaaa, whooooaaa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The first line on the first page &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To the end of the last page (you were looking at) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;From the start in your own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You just want somebody listening to what you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It doesn't matter who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; It doesn't matter who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You just want somebody listening to what you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You just want somebody listening to what you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It doesn't matter who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It doesn't matter who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Is there anybody out there who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Is lost and hurt and lonely too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Are they bleeding all your colours into one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And if you come undone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As if you've been run through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Some catapult it fired you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;You wonder if your chance'll ever come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Or if you're stuck in square one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114203295438898879?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114203295438898879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114203295438898879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114203295438898879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114203295438898879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/week.html' title='A WEEK!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114191051026227511</id><published>2006-03-09T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T08:21:50.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Hardest Part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Was letting go not taking part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Was the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And the strangest thing was waiting for that bell to ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It was the strangest start I could feel it go down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;It is sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I could taste in my mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Silver lining the clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wish that I could work it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Was letting go not taking part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You really broke my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And I tried to sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But I couldn't think of anything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That was the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I could feel it go down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You left the sweetest taste in my mouth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Your silver lining the clouds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wonder what it's all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wonder what it's all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Everything I know is wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Everything I do just comes undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; And everything is torn apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Oh and it's the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That's the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yeah that's the hardest part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That's the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114191051026227511?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114191051026227511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114191051026227511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114191051026227511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114191051026227511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/8-days.html' title='8 Days!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114182566284695815</id><published>2006-03-08T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T08:49:12.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 more days!</title><content type='html'>~Thus begins my ode to Coldplay! Ther are 9 more days until Becky and I get to see Coldplay along with our dear friends Mark Chown and Dave Argent....thanks Mark for giving us the tickets!!&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to post one Coldplay song a day from here until the concert!! (if I had been smart I would have started a few days ago and did the whole X&amp;Y cd, but I'm not that smart!) On with the first song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;White Shadows by Coldplay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was a young boy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to listen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I wanna feel like that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little white shadows blink and miss them &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of a system, I am &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you ever feel like something's missing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things you'll never understand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little white shadows &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sparkle and glisten &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of a system again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this noise, I'm waking up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this space, I'm taking up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this sound is breaking up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohhhhhhhh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll get what you wanted maybe you'll stumbled upon it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything you ever wanted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a permanent state &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll know when you see it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe if you say it, you'll mean it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you find it you'll keep it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a permanent state, a permanent state &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was a young boy I tried to listen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you wanna feel like that? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're part of the human race &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of the stars and the outer space &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Part of the system again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this noise, I'm waking up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this space I'm taking up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cannot hear, you're breaking up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whooaaaaaaa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll get what you wanted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll stumble upon it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything you ever wanted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a permanent state &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you'll know when you see it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe if you say it, you'll mean it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you find it you'll keep it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a permanent state, a permanent state &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swim out on a sea of faces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tide of the human races &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, an answer now is what I need... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See it in a new sun rising &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See it break on your horizon &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, come on love, stay with me... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114182566284695815?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114182566284695815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114182566284695815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114182566284695815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114182566284695815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/9-more-days.html' title='9 more days!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114170433875835959</id><published>2006-03-06T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T08:42:53.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>~I just got home today from a fun filled weekend in Kingston! I saw 3 good friends, only spending time with 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed with my fave co-counsellor, Tiffany! What a sweet place she has. We didn't do much, since we didn't really feel like it. We watched Grey's Anatomy (which I am now addicted to, but havne't seen the 2nd season, so dont tell me!) We went shopping, had to buy her some materinity clothes. We found this sweet shirt that says 'In the making'. So cute! I want one....if I were to ever to become pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I saw my friend Emily who is studing at Queen's! I meet a bunch of her HOT guy friends! although not all were.....guy with no shirt on in pjs, not so appealing! lol But I met her roommate and had a little bit of tour. I'm definitly ready to go live rez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice part about that trip was that I had a travelling buddy, Micheal....although that proved to not be so good and good at the same time. We missed our stop and realized as we were pulling out of Kingston that we should have gotten off and I had to go talk to the train guy, who was able to get a train to stop and pick us up in Gananquoe (?). The station there was in the middle of nowhere and very creepy because there was nobody there and the lights were all off. All in all though, it was fun, good story and now Mike and I are going to be made fun of for the rest of our lives by our church, so that's just dandy! (sarcastically said there)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114170433875835959?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114170433875835959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114170433875835959&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114170433875835959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114170433875835959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114136632245554139</id><published>2006-03-03T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:12:02.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Readletter Concert Update</title><content type='html'>~Hey there! There has been some changes to the Readletters Concert.&lt;br /&gt;It's still April 1st at 7pm, but the night is going to be more then just a great night of worship! It's going to be a fundraiser for Self Denial or Partners in Missions.......or for those non-Army folk for Missions. We're just taking up an offering during the service, so I hope everyone that comes is ready to give towards the Missions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants more info on it, contact me about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114136632245554139?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114136632245554139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114136632245554139&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114136632245554139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114136632245554139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/readletter-concert-update.html' title='Readletter Concert Update'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114127645747714974</id><published>2006-03-02T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:14:17.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent/Self Denial</title><content type='html'>~Happy Lent! It's that time of year again that we give up something or give something to God for 40 days. The Salvation Army calls is 'Self Denial' but the dates for that is so comfusing cuz I never know when it starts to I just go with &lt;a href="http://www.kencollins.com/holy-04.htm"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I gave up pop and I still to this day don't drink a lot of it due to that. I think it was benefical for me on many levels. But this year I had a tough time trying to decide something to give up, until my mom gave me an idea! (Mom's are so smart!) She said that I didn't have to give up something, that I could try and do something different in my life for God. So with that I came up with two things to do. I decided that I am going to try and pray for 2 hours a day. I've definitly slipped away from praying a lot and I feel that I need some sort of push to get back to it. I thought that this would be a good push. The second thing I'm going to do is try to ride my exercise bike at least twice a week. This I really need to do to strengthen my knee and try and put myself back in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that out of the two, the second will be harder due to I'm lazy. But I'm hoping that both will kinda get me away from my addiction to the internet/msn! So I'm excited to see how this plays out, I already had some great prayer with God today, but I'll save that for later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114127645747714974?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114127645747714974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114127645747714974&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114127645747714974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114127645747714974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/03/lentself-denial.html' title='Lent/Self Denial'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114101322066477625</id><published>2006-02-26T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:07:00.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>~Another weekend is over. I can't believe it! I just realized that I spend barely anytime at home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday right after work I went to Sabrina's and watched movies. We watched Notting Hill and Fried Green Tomatoes. Two very good movies! I've never seen either, but I really like both. They are definitly chick flicks though! Oh I also got to feed Jacob for like 30 seconds before he started freakin out! It's a start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday our church has a family skating day. We rented to Ops Arena for an hour. It was so much fun. There were about 40 people there. Such a good turn out. Some of us played tag, which was so much fun! I only feel 5 times! First time was because I thought that I could be a figure skating, not as easy as it looks. The other were because I was playing tag. I also definitly ran into the broads hard thanks to Tim, who I was chasing. I love skating! After that we went back to the church for lunch and games. First we (by we I mean Tim, Sabrina, Mike, Courtney, Michelle, and Jacob) went to Pita Pantry because I had never been. Yes, I have live in Lindsay for 17 years and never been, but neither had Mike so I'm all good. But the pita was pretty amazing!! After we got the pita we went to church and played some games. I got to play with Jacob, we were a team, man I totally won because of him!&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to Emily's and hung out with her and Steph before they had to go back to university. Man I miss seeing them all the time! We ate pizza and salad and chips and salsa and we played the games on the Madagacar dvd. It took us forever, but we helped the peguins get to their destination! Then we played my Friends game and watched Spice World! What a good movie. And we finally finished West Side Story! We only started watching that at Thanksgiving when Emily bought it. Acutally Emily and I started watching it before cuz Mrs. Caputo used it in our gr 11 English class to go with Romoe and Juliet but due to the fact that there were only 5 girls in a class of 28 students, we didn't finish it. Anyways, I don't like the ending and some of the songs at the end aren't good, but other then that I like. Favourite song for it is definitly America!....So after that I drove Steph home. I absolutely love country driving! I've been to Steph's house once, so she had to direct me. The thing was that it has snowed all day and it was pitch black cuz it was cloudy, so no moon and I was on a dirt road. Now I was going slow cuz I didn't know the road but there was a turn that was bigger then I thought and I fished tailed! Oh man, it was so funny. I really thought that I was going to put us in the ditch. but I didn't and Steph and I just laughed about it! It was a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday has been just another Sunday, which is good. Although I woke up late, and got to Sunday School late, it still was good. We played a new song for the prelude this morning and we did it twice, and after that my lips were shot! And the song we did as the band selection was not a good one for me because I can't read compound time. I just dont get it. Like it's 6/8 time but he's counting in it in 2 beats but whole long do I hold a dotted quarter? Oh well I guess a beat and a half but it seems to short for me. and I couldn't get the runs in, like worse then normal! I just don't get it, I gave up at the end I just got the last 3 notes in cuz it was easy. But ya, the rest of the service was good. We watched a video on Self Denial, it reminded me of how many people out there need so much more then I need. Like they work for a dollar a day. I work for $7.95 an hour, so I feel that I really shouldn't complain. But something that amazed me in the video was how the people in the Corps in Libera were just singing and dancing and just really praising the Lord. I want to be around that kind of environment all the time or at least every Sunday. They were so happy with so little, I think lots of us take what we have for granted and need to get 'back to basics'. Also they were singing a Hillsong song, I forget which one now, but I knew it while we watched and sang along, but they most of it in their language which made it sound so much more beautiful. Anyways, the whole video presentation made me want to go over there and help, maybe God will have me do that one day, but right now I'll just raise money to send over and pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;After church we went to Swiss Chalet for some fellowship and then came home. I went and picked my sister up from my Nan and Pop and then came home watched the Olympics closing ceremony (which was weak, it ended with Ricky Martin) and then took my Sunday afternoon nap! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my weekend in a nut shell, with a little reality check in the middle! Ooo stay tuned for new info on the Readletters concert. There have been some changes to the evening, but I'm just gunna wait a few more days until the poster is given the official ok all that Army fun stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.-Keep Majors Eric and Gillian Walker in your prayers. Eric is going through tests and going to have surgryon his heart. Pray for God's healing hands to touch him and for stress to be taken from their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114101322066477625?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114101322066477625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114101322066477625&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114101322066477625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114101322066477625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114070602568335481</id><published>2006-02-23T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:47:05.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>~Today is my Daddy's birthday! He's now 41! Man my parents are young!&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot that it was his birthday until he said something about going about going out for dinner and then I remembered and I felt bad! So HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114070602568335481?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114070602568335481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114070602568335481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114070602568335481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114070602568335481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114067169474082596</id><published>2006-02-22T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T00:14:54.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED!</title><content type='html'>~I've never been more bored in my life! I don't know what to do with myself! Nobody is picking up the phone when I call. There is nobody on msn to talk to. There's nothing on TV but reruns and I can't watch anymore, I'm actually getting bored of watching the oylmpics! Amazingly enough!!! There just isn't anything to do. So I'm bloggin again today. (pretty good huh Court?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've had a couple of topics to blog about, but I think I'm gunna wait on them, get them a little bit more developed. Right now I'm just gunna write some stuff down that I need to get out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I was going through I bunch of stuff that's been on my mind lately. It's just something that I've beening thinking of different outcomes that could make the situation better or at least to how I want it to end up. But whatever I came up with I knew that it won't work and that I have to live with what's going on now. (this must not make any sense huh?) I don't really want to go into much detail right now, but some people might now what I'm talking about (and if you do pray for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I was thinking about was why do we (as humans) always think of the 'what if's?' or try to plan out everything in our lives? I'm one of those people. I'm always thinking 'well what if I had done this?' or 'what if this had happened instead?'. I also try and plan out things. Like if I know something really cool is going to happen and I have a plan to do something, I generally think of what could happen. For example, say I'm going to work at camp, I generally think of all the fun things I could do with my friends and think of things that we could do, but usually it never happens. I don't know what I'm like this. It something that I'm trying to get out of, cuz usually my dreams get smashed and I never do anything that I dreamed of doing. And then a lot of the time I get upset but can only blame myself for dreaming it up.&lt;br /&gt;I've just had this on my mind cuz I thought that going to fall was going to be different then what is acutally is going to be. I was excited to go for so many reasons and now some of the reasons are or may not be there, so that's where I'm at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Two of my dreams were smashed today! I was counting on the mens' hockey team to win gold and for the women's curling team to win gold and now look, they both aren't going to! GAH! And I switched shifts on Sunday so that I could watch the gold medal match and now Canada's not even in it!  But that's all I have to say on that subject!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nimajneb67.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm out of things to talk about....I think &lt;a href="http://nimajneb67.blogspot.com/"&gt;ben&lt;/a&gt; win's with the best blog! If you haven't read his blogs, go check them out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114067169474082596?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114067169474082596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114067169474082596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114067169474082596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114067169474082596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/bored.html' title='BORED!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114062149385031380</id><published>2006-02-22T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:18:13.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Go For The Crotch</title><content type='html'>~I was told my very good friend Courtney last night that I had to update my blog, so I've been raking my brain with something that I could blog about, cuz at the moment I haven't had anything really to blog about, but I think I came up with something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's reading week for the university students!!!! YAHOO!!! So exciting! I finally got to see some of my friends again. Actually all my friends got together, the first time since Christmas when most of my friends live around here. Kaylyn and I had been trying to get together since the last time we saw each other, which was like 6 weeks ago and finally this past Sat was good for both of us and it turns out it's reading week and everyone could be there! Oh crazy is that? I hate work schedules and the fact that everyone lives like a half an hour away and if the weather is bad then nobody can go anywhere cuz our parents don't like us driving in the weather. GAH! SO FRUSTRATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Emily and Steph came to my house at like 5 and we played my OC game while waiting for everyone else. Funniest game ever! There was a survey question and it asked which one of us was the most intelligent, and I said the pencil! Which was pretty much right, cuz we proved it to ourselves later on in the night! lol We actually had to put someone down, so we put Emily and Emily put herself and it was funny, you probably had to be there! But like my friends and I are smart, but very dumb at the same time. Like Emily is at Queen's, but she is the smartest dumbest person I know. You have to know her to understand what that means.&lt;br /&gt;So after like 2 HOURS! everyone else shows up and we decided to go to Pizza Hut. And I think that will be the last time we ever decide to do that because we waited there for 10 mins and nobody even acknowledged that we were there so we left and went to Swiss Chalet, which was so much fun. We all got colouring pages, but Emily left mine there :(. Oh and we all got these monkey milkshakes, mmm so good, but soo much ice!&lt;br /&gt;The funest part I think was the drive there. We decided to only take 1 car fo the 7 of us. See I live down the street from Swiss Chalet and Pizza Hut, so no big deal. But the only way we could fit was if someone's head was in someone's crotch! (or for me and Emily is also invovled our hands! ha ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;We came back to my house after dinner and watched the Best of Will Ferrell and Grease! And then played the Friends game (the one Ross invented that lost the girls their apartment) but apparently Tyler, Emily and I are too predictable because we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was my fun Saturday night! We are planning of getting together again this week. I think this Sat is going to be SNOW TUBING!!! and Friday night is gunna be something. We are very last minute planners, so everything will be planned like Thrusday night/Friday morning! oh man, I MISS YOU GUYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114062149385031380?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114062149385031380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114062149385031380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114062149385031380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114062149385031380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/always-go-for-crotch.html' title='Always Go For The Crotch'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114006695748439361</id><published>2006-02-16T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:15:57.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>READLETTERS IN THE L-DOT!!!</title><content type='html'>~This is THE concert annoucement of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Readletters (formerly known at the Sons of Thunder) are going to be performing at the Salvation Army in Lindsay, with Lindsay Citadel's very own Decided (youth worship band) opening for them!!!&lt;br /&gt;It will be on April 1st @ 7pm and the cost is only $5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to see everyone there, ready to worship God and to mosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114006695748439361?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114006695748439361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114006695748439361&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114006695748439361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114006695748439361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/readletters-in-l-dot.html' title='READLETTERS IN THE L-DOT!!!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-114006643419443538</id><published>2006-02-15T23:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T00:07:14.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>~I LOVE SNOW! I'm one of those Canadians who loves to see a good foot of snow on the ground! I think it's even gotten worse this year. When I used to have to walk to school and it was cold out, I would always want to get a drive, but now that I have to walk to work, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week when we had a big snow fall and I had to walk in it, I couldn't help but smile because I loved it! I don't understand how so many people can grow up in a nation that has snow for like 6 months of a year and hate it! I live to go sledding or snow tubing or skating in the winter! I was actually sad when there was no snow and it took so long to get it because I wanted to do all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow just makes everything look so fresh and clean (well after a new snowfall and on untouched lands) and bright. Has anybody noticed that? How when it's like the middle of the night and the moon is shining bright, it's still kinda bright out or there is light reflecting through your window because of the snow. I realized this when I came home from a friend's house in Dec, after a fresh snow fall, I noticed how bright it seemed to be even though it was like midnight. I was also driving though the country, which made it that much prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my thoughts on snow. Tell me yours. Why you love it or hate it. Presonally I dont think you should hate snow. Too many people hate it, it needs some love every now and then like everything else! :) But I'm not here to judge so hate or love away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-114006643419443538?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/114006643419443538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=114006643419443538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114006643419443538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/114006643419443538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113989477747077017</id><published>2006-02-14T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:28:05.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February 14th</title><content type='html'>~so it's February 14th that means it's a BIG day!!!!! so here we go......HAPPY 39th BIRTHDAY  MOMMY!!!!!!.......oh were you expecting something else? well what else would you be expecting? hmmmmm think think think (my Winnie the Pooh impression)......Oh! That's right! It's Valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;You see I tend to forget that it's Valentine's day because it's my mom's birthday. We've always focused more on that in my household then the whole Valentine's day part. See for every birthday, the birthday person gets to pick a place to go for dinner. So like any other birthday, we all go out for dinner on feb 14th. But the cool thing is that my sister and I get cards and a small gift from my mom even though it's her birthday. I really think that my mom gets ripped on this day because my dad and her never do anything special....or at least to my knowledge. We just get her a Valentine's day card and a birthday card and a birthday present and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Not only has my mom been ripped off by this day being her birthday, but so have I. As I mentioned before that I tend to forget that the day is actually the 'love day for all the couples in the world' because it's always been my mom's birthday. I realised something this year when my mom asked me on sunday if I had sent a valentine to someone and I was like 'what are you talking about? oh right it's valentine's day this week' (with a look of confusion on my face! ha ha). So I realized that if I were to ever have a boyfriend over valentine's day or even in the far future, my husband will get off lucky because I don't care about the fact that it's Valentine's day. I'll be so focused on the fact that it's my mom's birthday and that I have to get her something that on the day I would probably ask my significant other 'why are we going out for dinner and why do you have a gift?'. The day just isn't that important to me. I really could care less about the gifts, jut give me some sweetarts and a card and I'll be happy, because it's just a commercialize holiday anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I care more about my mom's birthday then anything, but she only gets has one birthday a year, while anybody who is in love has every day of the year. Think about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113989477747077017?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113989477747077017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113989477747077017&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113989477747077017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113989477747077017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/february-14th.html' title='February 14th'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113989375981046676</id><published>2006-02-13T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:09:19.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Pick-up Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I took these Christain pick-up lines from my friend Tori's blog. I don't think that they are all Christian ones, but they are pretty funny. There are definitly a few that are my favourite like 30 or 29 or 16... ha ha funny...read ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;55) honesty is like a kiss on the lips...and baby i never lie (Proverbs 24:26 "He who gives a right answer kisses the lips. ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;54) hey baby, you wanna take the church van for a spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;53) i'm not like those other (insert your church name here) guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;52) has anyone ever told you, your eyes are like doves and your neck like the tower of David?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;51) excuse me, is this pew taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;50) i don't speak in tongues, but i kiss that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;49) God broke the mold when He made your sweet face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;48) hello, will you be my shulamite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;47) boy, you've really been a visual minister to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;46) do you know the difference between making out and a sermon? ... no? wanna go to church with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;45) hi, my name's will...God's will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;44) [check the person's shirt tag] "just as i thought... made in heaven."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;43) hey, need a ride to church?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;42) I'd pick you over Satan any day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;41) God was showing off when he made you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;40) i'm pretty flexible. i don't think a woman should be submissive on the first date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;39) i would like to pray with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;38) you know Jesus, me too&lt;br /&gt;37) no, i'm not coveting, i intend to make you mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;36) how about a hug, sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;35) do you need help carrying your Bible? it looks heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;34) christians don't shake hands, christians gotta hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;33) are you cold? Eccleseasties 4:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;32) did it hurt when you fell from heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;31) what are your plans for tonight? feel like a Bible study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;30) the Word says "give drink to those who are thirsty, and feed the hungry", how about dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;29) you don't have an accountability partner? me neither.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;28) you want to come over and watch the 10 commandments tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;27) is it a sin that you stole my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;26) would you happen to know a christian woman that i could love with all my heart and wait on hand and foot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;25) nice braclet. what would Jesus date? i mean "do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;24) do you believe in divine appointment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;23) have you ever tried praying at a drive in movie before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;22) excuse me, i believe one of your ribs belongs to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;21) my friend told me to come and meet you, He said that you are a really nice person. i think you know Him.Jesus, yeah thats His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;20) what? friends listen to amazing grace in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;19) yeah i predicted david over goliath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18) you know they say that you have never really dated, until you have dated a christian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;17) what do you think paul meant when he said, "Greet one another with a holy kiss."? (1 Cor 16:20b nkjv)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;16) you have the body of amy grant and the soul of mother teresa. (do not get this confused!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15) nice Bible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14) before tonight, i never believed in predestination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13) do you think "ask, and it shall be given you" is to be taken literally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12) i practice our mission to "love one another" to the fullest extent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11) God told me to come talk to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10) how do you feel about "it is more blessed to give than to receive"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9) i think we should celebrate with a "love offering" tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8) when i saw you, i knew the true meaning of "rejoice and be glad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7) i didn't know angels flew this low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6) excuse me, but can i drinkith from your cupith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5) i think i feel the Holy Sprit, no, wait, i believe that may be you this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4) if eve was tempted by an apple than you must be my fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3) that halo matches perfect with your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2) i must be and looking at the angel that is going to take me to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1) you put the "cute" back in persecution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113989375981046676?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113989375981046676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113989375981046676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113989375981046676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113989375981046676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/christian-pick-up-lines.html' title='Christian Pick-up Lines'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113963800753796047</id><published>2006-02-11T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T01:06:47.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag Your It!</title><content type='html'>~I'm stealing these from a few of my friend's sites cuz I like it! Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hostess at RLC&lt;br /&gt;2. Counsellor at RLC&lt;br /&gt;3. Cashier/cook/onion ring maker at A&amp;W&lt;br /&gt;4. Cashier at Tim Hortons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I can watch over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;1. Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;2. A Night at the Roxbury&lt;br /&gt;3. Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;4. Save The Last Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I can read over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;1. The Bible (even though I've never read all the way through)&lt;br /&gt;2. Pslams&lt;br /&gt;3. Revolution by Stehpen Court and Aaron White&lt;br /&gt;4. The Stone Diaries by Carrol Shields&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.V. Shows I love to watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends&lt;br /&gt;2. The OC&lt;br /&gt;3. ER&lt;br /&gt;4. 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I've lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. 196 McLaughlin Rd. (Lindsay ON)&lt;br /&gt;2. 62 St. David St. (Linday ON)&lt;br /&gt;3. Lindsay St. (Lindsay ON)-I dont know the number&lt;br /&gt;4. 909 Harding St. (Whitby ON)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plceas I've vacationed:&lt;br /&gt;1. NFLD&lt;br /&gt;2. Cape Cod&lt;br /&gt;3. Flordia&lt;br /&gt;4. Michigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nanny's thanksgiving dinner (ok that's a meal but i dont care)&lt;br /&gt;2. ice cream&lt;br /&gt;3. A&amp;W chicken strips&lt;br /&gt;4. salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sites I visit daily:&lt;br /&gt;1. hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;2. All friend's blogs&lt;br /&gt;3. my blog&lt;br /&gt;4. Pink is the new blog-www.trent.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places I'd like to be right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ottawa&lt;br /&gt;2. Italy&lt;br /&gt;3. Camp&lt;br /&gt;4. Anywhere BUT HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I'm tagging:&lt;br /&gt;1. Courtney&lt;br /&gt;2. Tori&lt;br /&gt;3. Cori&lt;br /&gt;4. Cassandra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113963800753796047?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113963800753796047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113963800753796047&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113963800753796047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113963800753796047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/tag-your-it.html' title='Tag Your It!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113946533193241927</id><published>2006-02-09T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:23:41.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adherency</title><content type='html'>~My friend Matt made a spicy posting on his blog the other day about adherency in the Salvation Army--check it out before you read on.(&lt;a href="http://firebloodandrevolution.blogspot.com/2006/02/adherencymy-new-word.html"&gt;http://firebloodandrevolution.blogspot.com/2006/02/adherencymy-new-word.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't believe that adherency should be allowed in the Salvation Army. (for those that don't know an adherent in the Salvation Army is someone who is a recognized member but doesn't want to become a Sr. Solider at the present time). So he believes adherency is not making a commitment to the Salvation Army, only Sr. Soldiership is.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that this isn't true. I think that becoming an adherent can make you want to become a Sr. Soldier, a stepping stone of sorts. And better yet, maybe becoming a adherent will actually make some become a Christian, which is something we should be happy for, right? And if it brings them to church and learning more about Christ, I think this should be a reason to have it. But maybe this is just me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo I would love to hear people views on this....make sure you read the comments to Matt's posting, there are where the real debate comes in! Oh how I love a good debate!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, check ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;37 days til Coldplay!!!! WOOT WOOT! Can't wait Becky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113946533193241927?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113946533193241927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113946533193241927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113946533193241927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113946533193241927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/adherency.html' title='Adherency'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113911020616967551</id><published>2006-02-04T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:30:06.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Parents</title><content type='html'>~I'm going to fill you guys in on a little bit of info on my parents cuz it's stuff that gets on my nerves, well it's more like werid....oh i don't know how to explain it, read and find out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents aren't that old. My dad is 41 and my mom is 39 (well they are both turning that this month), but anything with technology is like a miracle to them! My dad and mom got cell phones before me yet I still know more about them they will ever know! Sometimes though I don't really like the fact that they don't have cell phones, just because they don't ever have them turned on when I need to get a hold of them and because my dad tends to be a noisy, he needs to know whats happening and whats being said all the time. Half the time I never tell him anything cuz I'm assuming that he is listening into my conversations with my mom because half the time he is.&lt;br /&gt;My dad today discovered that he can text on his cell phone. He started texting me today while he was at the airport waiting for my sister and nanny's flight to come in. Later on, while we were driving home he was talking about how he discovered it and how he trie to call my mom while she's out and she doesn't answer, he can turn on his cell and text her to find where she is....this comes from the other day where my mom didn't come straight home from work and my dad called her to find out where she was. Of course she had forgotten her cell phone in the van while she was in the mall ( which is like 2 mins away from our house) so when she gets in the van she sees that she has missed a call, so she figured it was my dad. She called him back and just wanted to know where she was because she was usually home by that time. So know he has just one more thing to check up on her with.....see honestly I think it's kinda cute that he cares that much and always wants to know where she is but at the same time, I'm pretty sure if that was me, I would be freaking out on him all the time, just because like we live in like the safest town ever and I would feel like I'm being controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ya, that's it....see what I mean....what do you call that?....I love my parents no matter what, its just sometimes they seem so werid.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113911020616967551?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113911020616967551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113911020616967551&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113911020616967551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113911020616967551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-parents.html' title='My Parents'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113885970869391650</id><published>2006-02-02T00:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T00:55:08.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for those who anger you.</title><content type='html'>~Well I just finished up 8 days straight of working for A&amp;W and tomorrow I'm on call, so I'm praying that I don't work. Acutally I don't really care, other then the fact that I would like the morning to sleep in. But my dad needs me to do some work for him. Owning your own business takes it's toll when your sucessful and only have one employee and yourself and that one employee takes off for a few months to winter in Flordia!!! You have to use your wife and child to do you work! LOL (*ya that employee is my Poppa, that's why he's allowed to do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that the update is done, time to talk about something else. I've had a few ideas for blogs over the last couple of days. But thanks to lack of sleep (not really, just more weariness) and the fact that I'm so disoriented, I definitly don't know what day it is. Anways I'm getting off my point!...thanks to my wonderful non-memory I have forgotten most of what I've wanted to blog about. It's ok, I'm sure that they will come with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought that I would talk about something new that I've tried to do lately.&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself of late getting very upset easily at people. A lot of this is at work because there are people there that I just don't like and don't get along with well. So I've decided to start praying for them as soon as some sort of anger starts to build up in me. I now that I really need to learn to be more calm. People probably don't know this, because I tend to keep my anger inside unless I'm provoke enough to lash out (to those who I have, I'm truely sorry). So I'm getting the feeling that Satan is using this fact against me. So I decided to take Jesus's words to heart., you know loving your enemies more then your friends. Like it's easy to love and pray for those that you already get along with but those that you don't it's hard. And I'm finding this out, but I'm finding that this is working to keep me froming saying something that could hurt someone. I guess this is my own version of the 'elastic band therapy' only it doesn't involve self hurting!&lt;br /&gt;So I challenge you to trying praying for those that say hurtful things to you or get you angry. Don't like the Devil use your anger to hurt others, use it for good and pray for those people. The chances are if they are making you anger it's because they need some love in their lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113885970869391650?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113885970869391650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113885970869391650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113885970869391650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113885970869391650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/02/pray-for-those-who-anger-you.html' title='Pray for those who anger you.'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113866635461341870</id><published>2006-01-30T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:15:05.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Global Personality...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #eeeeee; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#eeeeee" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;53%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;33%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND: #dddddd; COLOR: black" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;44%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little extra stuff the put in:&lt;br /&gt;Stability results were moderately low which suggests you are worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness results were medium which suggests you are moderately organized, hard working, and reliable while still remaining flexible, efficient, and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Extraversion results were medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says my traits are:&lt;br /&gt;trait snapshot:&lt;br /&gt;paranoid tendencies, irritable, anxious, fidgety, dependent, worrying, emotionally sensitive, prone to regret, depressed, second guesses self, somewhat fragile, dislikes change, prefers organized to unpredictable, suspicious, phobic, craves attention, not a risk taker, low self control, very sensitive to criticism, unadventurous, does not make friends easily, defensive, obsessive, low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;(*The funny thing about this was as am reading these, I was defending myself, saying {to myself} 'I am not like that!" so that pretty much makes that true! HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya I thought that was interesting....I kinda stole this from Matt Kerr...Hope you don't mind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113866635461341870?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113866635461341870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113866635461341870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113866635461341870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113866635461341870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-global-personality.html' title='My Global Personality...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113858360566806690</id><published>2006-01-29T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:13:25.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>~Here comes yet another amazing quote by a very intellgent person:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's like a werid Greek name. Like Douglas." &lt;/em&gt;-Paris Hilton (she was asked about a friend's last name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me realize why people would look up to her as a role model...*sarcasm there for those that can't get it*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113858360566806690?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113858360566806690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113858360566806690&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113858360566806690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113858360566806690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113831703692683275</id><published>2006-01-26T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T18:10:37.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart</title><content type='html'>~So I was doing onion rings all day at work, WOOT WOOT! he he and I was thinking about life, since there's lots going in mine right now, or at least lots I have to figure out. I was listening to music while I was doing this and suddenly this song stuck out to because i just want Jesus to just come back and take us to Heaven. To be away from all that is in this world. It was 'My Heart' By Third Day and here it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I paint a picture, I think it's easier to live that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But my heart is really broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm not the man you think I am when you see me each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Torn apart and then left open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Father come and fill me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't wait for You to overflow my cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart makes me wonder how much longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Til You're coming back to take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My heart longs for You to fly right through the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And take me to the place where I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Will never feel my heart break down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I search the sky and then I try imagining You there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Looking on anticipating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You're standing by and knowing I will join You in the air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Unti then I'll be here waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113831703692683275?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113831703692683275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113831703692683275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113831703692683275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113831703692683275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-heart.html' title='My Heart'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113827934972633229</id><published>2006-01-26T07:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T07:42:29.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>~Why must life be a constant struggle? Why does everything I do have to be so complicated. Or everything that I want to do? Or everything that I plan? It seems that nothing goes the way I want it to go. I just want for everything to be easy and simple and just go smoothly. I don't want anymore bumbs in the road. I don't want to feel like everything I do, every decision that I make is wrong! AHHHHH! I know that God is calling to me to go somewhere and to do something, but I seem to keep pulling myself in the opposite direction of where He wants me to go! I give lots of excuses but I don't know what the real reason is for me to not just totally follow Him. Maybe I'm not ready yet, maybe Satan has got a hold of me, maybe I need to wait another year until I've moved out and feel free to make the right decision....or maybe I just need to let go and trust God and do what He is telling me to do. I haven't figured out which of these is the right one. I'm figuring that the later of those is right......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I would really like is if Jesus wants to come back anytime now that would be great! I'm not really ready to make all the decisions or figure any of this out yet. I would much rather be with Him, unfortunatly I'm pretty sure that that's not how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some prayers for me would be lots of help right now! God knows that's all I've been doing lately.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Matthew could use some prayers....seems lots of people are just in a struggle right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113827934972633229?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113827934972633229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113827934972633229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113827934972633229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113827934972633229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113824273356019917</id><published>2006-01-25T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:32:13.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROLIN LAKE CAMP!!!!</title><content type='html'>~For all those that havew been trying to figure out whether or not to go  back to RLC, I have THE reason too! COURTNEY ANNE MARSHALL IS GOING TO APPLY THIS YEAR!!!!!!!! That right there is reason enough for me to apply back!! WOOT WOOT! This summer could be the BEST summer! We'll have to leave it in God's hands and see what will happen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Pray that Courtney will be accepted!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113824273356019917?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113824273356019917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113824273356019917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113824273356019917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113824273356019917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/rolin-lake-camp.html' title='ROLIN LAKE CAMP!!!!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113808024549526683</id><published>2006-01-24T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:24:05.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does A New Prime Minister Mean New Canada?</title><content type='html'>~So the election is almost over, all they are doing now is counting a few more ballots, but it seems to be that the Conservatives have won it and the Liberals are finally out of power. So does this mean that we will have a new Canada? Maybe. I dont think anything drastic will happen anytime soon, because it will take forever for anything to change in this country! But hopefully something will be able to change....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well changing is happening already because Martin has announced he is stepping down as  Liberal leader. WOW changes already! Maybe I was wrong, maybe things will change quickly, he he! Oh well at least this means that we won't have to vote again for at least 18 months. Lets see if we can make it a bit longer this time, eh? 2 years at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start praying for Harper and th new government, we need a change in this country, let's just pray that he will make the changes that are needed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113808024549526683?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113808024549526683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113808024549526683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113808024549526683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113808024549526683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/does-new-prime-minister-mean-new.html' title='Does A New Prime Minister Mean New Canada?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113733286862963731</id><published>2006-01-15T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T08:47:48.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great quote for the day</title><content type='html'>~Great quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All Canadians must vote Liberal or life as we know it will end on planet Earth."&lt;br /&gt;Jack Layton refering to how the Liberals think, yesterday at the NDP rally in Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he pretty much just sumed it up there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113733286862963731?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113733286862963731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113733286862963731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113733286862963731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113733286862963731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/great-quote-for-day.html' title='Great quote for the day'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113690323144436378</id><published>2006-01-10T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T09:27:15.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Candidates Debate</title><content type='html'>~Last night was the first English speaking candidates debate. It was an interesting show put on between the Martin, Harper, Layton and Duceppe.&lt;br /&gt;From right off the bat you knew that this was going to be an interesting debate as all that came out of Martin's mouth was attacks on Harper. And then 10 minutes later Martin said that he didn't want this debate to turn into personal attacks. HELLO! ALL YOU DID FOR 10 MINUTES WAS ATTACK HARPER!!! The guy is an idiot. He says one thing but is doing another. Martin looked like he was trying to stay aflot. He was attacking Harper, not really answering the questions at hand (but then most of them did that) and he brought out that thing about taking the Notwithstanding Clause out of the Canadian Chater of Rights and Freedoms. That was obviously that was just one of the tricks he has up his sleeve that he is hoping will pull him back into the lead in the poll. Sorry Martin, your going to have to do a lot better then that. Plus I don't think that changing the Charter will fly in Parliament anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Now Harper last night did a fine job. He did stumble over speaking though. I noticed that a few times which was a little annonying. And he did attack Martin, just as Martin was attcking him, although I don't believe that he did it as much. I watched CTVNEWS NET after the debate and the Conservative strategist talking about Harper's performance said that he clearly laid out plans for what his party was going to do. Granted he did lay out the plan to cut GST a little more and I now understand why he is going to do and how, but that's really the only plan that I got from him. I wanted to know what he was going to do for the students. Like Martin has a plan and sort of laid it out, although I don't believe that it will actually happen, he still laid out a plan. All I remember Harper saying was that he was going to help students. BUT HOW HARPER, HOW!!!!????&lt;br /&gt;Layton, oh Layton. I actually thought that he did a good job last night. He actually made me think about voting for him! Crazy!! I thought that he did a good job trying to state that seniors, students and children need help. I also found it hilarious when he brought out a big speech about how more women need to be in parliament and that they should "be here tonight". Like it was very obvious that he was trying to grab the women vote, but because of the way he did it, I would not vote for him just because he said that, he was trying to hard. What was even more funny though afterwards was the Martin (being the only other candidate) stated that he agreed with Layton, and used it as a way to not answer the question, or at least that's the way I saw it. One problem that Layton did have was that I felt every time he talked he was adverticing for the NDP. After even single answer he would say something like "And this is what the NDP can do for you" Well obviously that's what you can do for us, or else you wouldn't be the NDP debating this! Nobody cares about that just stick to answering the questions and bickering with the other candidates because we get enough advertisement from commericals thank you every much.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Duceppe. He was fun to watch. I was amused by his accent. Only because I've never heard him speak in English before so the French really came through and you could tell the difficulty he had with his words, but good job! Ok now to real issues with this guy. He was obviously trying to show that the Liberals and the Conservatives are the same party because they follow each other. But if this was true, then why would they have different views on things or be bickering like teenage girls fighting over a guy? All in all Duceppe did a good job as well. Almost made me want to vote for him as well. Of course I don't live in Quebec so that would make that hard. Duceppe really shined when they started talking about seperation. He said that Quebec is it's own nation and wanted Martin to say it. But I have a problem with that. Quebec is a province of Canada, the Nation. How do you get a province to be their own nation? They have all the same rights and freedoms as us. They basically just want to be on their own but still have mommy there to give them everything they need. I'm sorry, but that's not how it works. (P.S. Martin did say that Quebec was a nation, not in those excact words and in a round about way, but he did)&lt;br /&gt;So let review. Martin whinned and blamed all night. Harper stumbled and darted. Layton pleaded and advertised. And Duceppe talked of seperation, what else.&lt;br /&gt;All in all a good debate. I suggest watching tonight's French language debate tonight to see how these fellows do tonight. Especially if your like me and still undecided, but know your not voting Liberal because they are as the papers put it "past their best before date"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113690323144436378?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113690323144436378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113690323144436378&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113690323144436378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113690323144436378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/candidates-debate.html' title='Candidates Debate'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113657050187639851</id><published>2006-01-06T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T13:01:41.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>~I realized I forgot to update what has gone on in my life. I have finally gotten what I've wanted from A&amp;amp;W, full-time hours and a raise! It took a while, a lot of patiences, but God finally gave me what I needed! So Praise the Lord I don't have to work two jobs anymore! AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113657050187639851?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113657050187639851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113657050187639851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113657050187639851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113657050187639851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113657037165664482</id><published>2006-01-06T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T12:59:32.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year!</title><content type='html'>~Ok so I realize that it's Janurary 6th and I should have done this earlier, but hey I'm allowed to be lazy and not on the ball sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Last sunday, my officer preached about the new year and how we never know what is going to happen in it. She looked back on last year and looked back over the past year and said something that there weren't expecting to happen, that happened. It made me think about this new year. We really don't know what is going to happen. Something tragic can happen within a minute or something really good can happen. And this fact was proven to me already this week! Two good things and two bad things have already happened. All things that have changed mine and my friend's lives. It's pretty crazy. My year has pretty much just started off with a bang! I'm praying that I will be prepared for everything else that is to come. And I pray you will be as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113657037165664482?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113657037165664482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113657037165664482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113657037165664482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113657037165664482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113592092609855898</id><published>2005-12-30T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T00:35:26.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay Concert</title><content type='html'>~So I just sent my friend my money for my Coldplay ticket! I'm very excited! My friend Becky and I are going to be sitting beside each other. I felt that this was blog worthy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 77 days left!!!!! WOOO WHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113592092609855898?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113592092609855898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113592092609855898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113592092609855898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113592092609855898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/12/coldplay-concert.html' title='Coldplay Concert'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113582427117953699</id><published>2005-12-28T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T21:44:31.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>~Restless.....&lt;br /&gt;As of lately I've been feeling really restless. Like I know what to do with my free time. I think has something to do with the fact that it's 'Chrismas break' and the Christmas play is over and I went away last week.....Now my life is kinda boring again. I mostly just work. I wasn't able to make much plans with anyone this week because I haven't had time to talked to anyone. I think this is part of the reason why I feel restless.&lt;br /&gt;I think that there is more to it too. I feel that God is calling me to do something...to get out there and fight, be part of the revolution (just finished the book by Aaron White &amp;amp; Stephen Court, Amazing read! check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.armybarmy.com"&gt;http://www.armybarmy.com&lt;/a&gt;), to just do something that could change the world or at least one person. I think I know what I have to do, I'm just waiting on a response, which again is making me restless because I don't know what is going to happen. I think that I still need to learn more patience in things. I know that God doesn't answer things in our time, but in His and He showed me that last week.&lt;br /&gt;Still I keep wondering around my house not sure where I'm going or what I'm doing, just waiting on a response and it's starting to drive me a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody else feeling like this? Has anyone felt like this? How have you dealt with it? I would really like to know, because it's getting harder and harder each day to continue on with my everyday life when I feel like I should be out in the world making a difference for God....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113582427117953699?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113582427117953699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113582427117953699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113582427117953699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113582427117953699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/12/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113555517594262366</id><published>2005-12-25T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T18:59:35.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISMUKKAH</title><content type='html'>~This year Christmas and Hanukkah fall on the same day this year, so in honour of Seth Cohen and the wonderful holiday that he created....MERRY CHRISMUKKAH EVERYONE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113555517594262366?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113555517594262366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113555517594262366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113555517594262366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113555517594262366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-chrismukkah.html' title='MERRY CHRISMUKKAH'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113535903752727285</id><published>2005-12-23T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T12:30:37.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>~Man I haven't updated this is forever! I can't believe it! Well I've been so busy between the two jobs and working on the Christmas play that I haven't had time for anything. But now the Christmas play is over so I dont have to worry about that. It went well. I was so proud to see the kids up there and it came together well, but I'm still glad it's over. I had a stressfully couple of days before the play actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;What was really great was after the play. I have had so relaxation by going to Matt's for a few days. It was great to get away from everything here and do something different and be able to stay up late AND SLEEP IN! That never happens for me anymore! But I'm home once again. I'm going to have to get back into the working state again, horrah (that would be saracism there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost done for now, but I have a request. I have a very good friend that is stumbling away from the Lord, if you could say a prayer for her to come back to the Lord that would be a great help. And if anyone has any advice, that would be great too! Because I have no idea what to do or say to help her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113535903752727285?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113535903752727285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113535903752727285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113535903752727285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113535903752727285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113379771810455746</id><published>2005-12-05T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:32:35.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late-Best Song EVER!</title><content type='html'>~There is this amazing song by this amazing Christian band! The beginning has this amazing guitar intro! (oh man talked to Richard too much about guitars!) Anwyas that words are really good too. When you really listen to them and think about them, everyone has been in the situation they are singing about. Everyone has had a friend that they wish had been more but you both could never felt the same way at the same time. CRAZY! Anways Listen to the song!! It's amazing! (go to &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/anberlin/music"&gt;http://www.purevolume.com/anberlin/music&lt;/a&gt; to listen to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Day Late By Anberlin&lt;br /&gt;so let me get this straight&lt;br /&gt;say now you loved me all along?&lt;br /&gt;what made you hesitate&lt;br /&gt;to tell me with words what you really feel&lt;br /&gt;i can see it in your eyes you mean all of what you say&lt;br /&gt;i remember so long ago, see i felt that same way&lt;br /&gt;now we both have separate lives and lovers (and lovers)&lt;br /&gt;insignificantly enough we both have significant others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell&lt;br /&gt;time will turn and tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;br /&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thoughts they change and times they rearrange i don't know who you are anymore&lt;br /&gt;loves come and go and this i know i'm not who you recall anymore&lt;br /&gt;but i must confess you're so much more then i remember&lt;br /&gt;can't help but entertain these thoughts&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of us together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;br /&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me get this straight&lt;br /&gt;all these years and you were no where to be found&lt;br /&gt;and now you want me for your own&lt;br /&gt;but you're a day late and my love,she's still renowned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;br /&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;br /&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;br /&gt;we are who&lt;br /&gt;we are who we were when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113379771810455746?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113379771810455746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113379771810455746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113379771810455746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113379771810455746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-late-best-song-ever.html' title='A Day Late-Best Song EVER!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113323051482172706</id><published>2005-11-28T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T21:15:14.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons on Life</title><content type='html'>I got an e-mail today from a friend from nationals, I thought it was something good to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons on Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.&lt;br /&gt;The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't  judge life by one difficult season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113323051482172706?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113323051482172706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113323051482172706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113323051482172706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113323051482172706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/lessons-on-life.html' title='Lessons on Life'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113301836026448966</id><published>2005-11-26T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T10:20:41.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day Already...</title><content type='html'>~~So the day has barely started and it's already been awful. I woke up at 7am for some werid reason, so I decided to get up around 7:30 and have breakfast with my family, because that doesn't happen much. Well before breakfast I checked my e-mails and I had an e-mail from a organization that I'm looking into going on a missions trip with this spring. My parents aren't sure of the organization, basically because they haven't looked at it at all and now they are questioning whether I should go or not. At breakfast we were talking about it and it ended with my dad yelling at me and me leaving to my bedroom, crying. I'm a little disappointed in the fact that my parents can't support me in the decision I make based on what I believe God is telling me. And what I'm more disappointed in is myself because I think I'm letting myself become influenced on what they want for me more then what God wants for me. So I'm a little unsure of what to do now. Basically all I can do is pray. Pray that God will reveal his plan for my life to me and pray that he will make my parents more understanding to what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Let's hope that this day will become better then, even with the awful beginning....there's still hope, I mean it is snow!!! YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113301836026448966?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113301836026448966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113301836026448966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113301836026448966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113301836026448966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad-day-already.html' title='Bad Day Already...'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113271059418473000</id><published>2005-11-22T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:52:32.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer--Are you a misfit like him?</title><content type='html'>~~I just finished watching Rudolph. Most people probably think that's crazy cuz it's still November and I shouldn't be getting into the Christmas mode yet, but let me tell you i get into the Christmas mode November 1st! And today all we did at work was sing and dance to Christmas songs so it was great!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I watch Rudolph I was thinking about how a lot of people in this world are like him. Think about it. He had something different about him so people made fun him because of it. So what does he do? Runs away from his problem because he feels like a burden on the few people that do care about him. What does this do though? It only creates more problems for those close to him and once he finally decides to go home, he finds everyone is gone looking for him. So he goes and finds that they are in trouble and tries to help them and get hurts and well i'm sure you all know whats happens, that once he gets back to Christmas Town everyone loves him because he saves Christmas, yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;Well I was just thinking, how many people think that they are such a burden to those that are in their lives or feel that they are such a misfit that they decide to leave because they think they won't be missed or something? How many people around me could be feeling like that? If you do, let me know, I'll give a bunch of reasons why your not a misfit and why your very important!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113271059418473000?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113271059418473000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113271059418473000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113271059418473000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113271059418473000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/rudolph-red-nosed-reindeer-are-you.html' title='Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer--Are you a misfit like him?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113220497941666029</id><published>2005-11-17T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:48:40.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;AHH! I just thought of this. Christmas is in like less then 40 days. I love Christmas. Not so much the day but I love the time of year. I absolutely love decorating the house and the Christmas tree. I love it when my mom finally decides to get the Christmas tree out, I always have to be there. And I always have to be there to actually help put up the tree and put the lights on it and of course the decorations. Its so much fun. I always bug to put the Christmas tree up as soon as November hits. Once it's November 1st I start bugging and this year I finally got to move when we put it up by a week! I'm very happy, it only took me like 18years of bugging (well probably less because my first Christmas I couldn't talk).&lt;br /&gt;I also love to watch the Santa Claus Parade, which unfortunately this year I'm going to miss because I'm working, so it means I have to tape it, which isn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like each year that Christmas has gotten a little and little more different for me. I think it's because I've finally reached the age were I don't care about the presents any more. I seem to care more about decorating and eatting and spending time with my family more then getting what I want. Werid eh? Must come with growing older and realizing that it isn't the end of the world if you don't get the newest cd or hottest electronic whatever.&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing that is kinda bugging me about this Christmas already. This year Christmas is on a Sunday. So I was kinda excited because we haven't had a Christmas on a Sunday since I was like seven, I didn't really like it back then because I wasn't allowed to open my presents until after we went to church. This year though our officers decided that we weren't going to have a service on Sunday. They thought that it was more important that we spend time with our families. So I ask the question, Is it more important to spend time with out families then to celebrate Jesus's birthday? It seems like Christ is being taken out of Christmas more and more each year. It's not 'Merry Christmas' anymore it's 'Happy Holidays'. It's not the 'Christmas Tree', it's the 'Holiday Tree'. I realize that society it going to pick on this time of year and try and take any mention of Christ out of this holiday, because lets face it little by little Christ is being pushed out of Canada (or at least Ontario) whether anyone wants to say it or not. But for a church to start taking the Chirst out of Christmas makes me want to cry. I feel out of all the days out of the year that the church should be open for a service, that is the one day! We should come together and celebrate, because lets face it, most people come to church on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is, we are going to find a place of worship on Christmas Sunday and praise God that He sent His Son to be born that day! AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113220497941666029?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113220497941666029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113220497941666029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113220497941666029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113220497941666029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113220389268128410</id><published>2005-11-16T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T12:48:11.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Update</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;I haven't updated this in like a week! Crazy, but I've had nothing to say. Isn't that werid? I mean I am a very good talker, just ask my parent's I kinda go non stop....Well for all thoses that don't know I finally was able to get a new job, at tim hortons. It's not the greatest place to work I hear, but hey I will be able to make some more money for school! yay! And I'm staying at A&amp;amp;W for now, so maybe I will rack in some more! Which would be awesome, I really don't want to be in debt, well a huge one at least.&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on my Christmas play a lot (for those that don't know I'm the director of my church's Christmas play), I'm trying to get alot of it put together. It's been a little stressful, not as much as it's going to be like in a few weeks, but for now everything seems to be going good, so I can't complain. I mean I have the best church family ever and they are being so going with helping me. I just thought that I would put that out there.&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113220389268128410?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113220389268128410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113220389268128410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113220389268128410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113220389268128410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-update.html' title='Life Update'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113159798015238194</id><published>2005-11-09T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:46:20.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stumbling</title><content type='html'>&gt;&gt;These last few days it seems like I've been stumbling. Like everything that I do has made me upset and things that have gone on in my life haven't been making them better. I feel pretty much lost in life and from God and I think I've affectively screwed some of the best things in my life up. But I've decided that today I need to start making a change. I'm stick of the way I feel and this constant "stumbling" feeling. God has already given me the strength to start it, now I just need to keep going. Maybe I'll be able to get back to where I was or better yet figure out where I'm going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113159798015238194?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113159798015238194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113159798015238194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113159798015238194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113159798015238194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/stumbling.html' title='Stumbling'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113149498416745619</id><published>2005-11-08T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T19:09:44.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay Tour!</title><content type='html'>Not much to say other then Coldplay is going on tour! WOOT WOOT! They are coming ot Toronto March 22! I might just have to go to it!&lt;br /&gt;Check out talkthetour.com so that you can unlock some more tour dates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113149498416745619?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113149498416745619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113149498416745619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113149498416745619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113149498416745619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/coldplay-tour.html' title='Coldplay Tour!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113139445862743409</id><published>2005-11-07T14:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:14:18.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life of God-Worship</title><content type='html'>Last night I was really upset. Which lead me to get frustrated at a certain situation in my life which lead me to start stressing over different decisions in my life that I have to make which basically made the situation a lot worse because I ended up being upset, frustrated and confused.&lt;br /&gt;Finally after listening to some music, going over things in my head and crying, I headed to my Bible, which I must admit, probably shoul have been my first choice, but I believe that a good cry is good every now and then, especially when you feel as lost as I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Anways, I opened up The Message Remix (amazing, I encourage you to get it if you dont have it). I ended up flipping through it trying to find something that I could apply to my situation, finally I found a passage about living alife of God-worship. During the summer, I did a staff devotion on this. Matthew 6:19-34 talks about not worrying about what you eat or what you wear if you truely are leading a life of God-worship. There is one part that I love, it goes: "Has anyone by fussing in front of the mirror ever gotten taller by so much as an inch? All this time and money wasted on fashion-do you think it makes that much difference? Instead looking at the fashions, walk out into the fields and look at the wildflowers. They never primp or shop, but have you ever seen colour and design quite like it? The ten best-dressed men and women in the country look shabby alongside them." It really just makes you stop and think "why am I fussing over the little things if God is here with me and guiding me?"&lt;br /&gt;My favourite versus of the whole passage is the every end, versus 34, which helped me the most last night. It goes "Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes." It made me realize that I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do tomorrow or the next day or the day after that and not concentrating on the here and now. I'm so worried that I'm not going to make the right choice for God that it's actually pulling me and making me miserable. I've realized that all I can do it give it to Him, pray and truely trust that when something hard comes up He will be there, helping me make the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;As in all revelations in people's lives, they need prayer and support to keep the change up, so I'm asking those out there reading this to pray for me and help me put my trust in the Lord and to rest assure that I will make the right decision with Christ's help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113139445862743409?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113139445862743409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113139445862743409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113139445862743409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113139445862743409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-of-god-worship.html' title='A Life of God-Worship'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113091053017825440</id><published>2005-11-02T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:50:49.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniforms</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got home from my nanny and poppy's house, who I went to visit for a few days and picked up the rest of my uniform that I wanted so badly. (I was starting to get cold Sunday mornings with just a summer uniform!) When I came yesterday I tried it all on and just looked at myself in awe.&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me a few years ago (basically before my first year of Nationals) I was totally against the idea of going into uniform, I thought that it kept people from coming to our services because they would feel out of place or something. I thought that those churchs that were starting to do away with uniforms had the right idea (like New Hope in Pickering). I've had discussion after discussion with different people about how we should get rid of the uniforms and how they aren't good at all. But that all changed when I actually took my Sr. Soldier classes (another story for another time). We learned that uniforms have always been used as a witnessing tool, which even though I've grown up in the Army I never really thought about, but we we learnt this I just said to myself "Well duh!". It all makes sense. Think about it, whenever somebody sees a person in a uniform they think of all the good that the Salvation Army has done because the Army has done some many good things. They help the poor, the drunks, and those hit by disasters. When people see Army people out there they usually see officers in uniform helping, or purhaps they see a soldier in uniform helping in anyway that they can. The uniform can bring peace and comfort to somebody in a devastating time.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that there had been some discussion about getting rid of uniforms (among other things) but I believe that it would be a bad thing if we got rid of the uniform. If we did there would always feel like there was something missing from us and people wouldn't be able to recoginze us as well, which I believe would be what we should want, so that they know who we are and that we are ready to help.&lt;br /&gt;Well there you go, I've completely changed my views on the uniform, so much so that I'm even wearing it. And can I say I love it! I think I could wear it all the time (do we hear the big "O" word because I just said that? hopefully not....).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113091053017825440?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113091053017825440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113091053017825440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113091053017825440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113091053017825440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/uniforms.html' title='Uniforms'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113097708452130404</id><published>2005-11-02T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T19:18:04.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Day</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't done anything today. Zip, zilch, nada, nothing. I did have things planned out to do and even set my alarm to get up at 9am, but I ended up turning it off and sleeping for like another hour and a half. I just didn't have any motivation today to do anything.  Well I shouldn't say I didn't do anything, I did look a bunch of missions organizations. I'm planning on taking a missions trip next year, but I'm not sure where, when or who to go with. So if anybody ready this could pray for me and that I'll make the right decision that will honour and obey God that would be great. I might have found one but I'm just going to pray over it and let you guys know when I've made my decision.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's it. I haven't come up with anything inspirational to say on here yet, although I think that had something to do with the lackof motivation I've had lately, which I'm hoping that I'll break out of soon. (again prayers for that would be great!)&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have band in a bit so I'm out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113097708452130404?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113097708452130404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113097708452130404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113097708452130404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113097708452130404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/11/lazy-day.html' title='Lazy Day'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113030349609691925</id><published>2005-10-26T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T01:11:36.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Faith</title><content type='html'>So I started reading a book with writings by Catherine Booth. It's the second volume called Papers on Godliness.I haven't read the first (Aggressive Christianity), which I would like but our church only has one volume so I'm taking it and running with it. I've only read the first chapter but it's really good. It's called Saving Faith. In it she answers some common questions 1) Who are to believe? 2)When are they to believe? 3)How are they to believe? Each one made me rethink things what I had been taught and how I looked at different things. She even made me question my own faithfulness and believing in God.&lt;br /&gt;She basically went indepth on how you have to do much more then just believing that Jesus is Christ who come to Earth to save us all but you have to live it. She says that you have to be believers of the &lt;em&gt;heart&lt;/em&gt; and not of the &lt;em&gt;head.&lt;/em&gt; There are too many people out there who are know that Jesus is Lord and they believe everything that they are told about Him, but they are not believing with their hearts, they are believing with their heads and I think that this has been the cause of much confusion in this world. This also leads this also leads into another thing talked about in this first chapter which I also discussed in my Bible Study yesterday night. So many people are getting confused and believe that the way to Heaven is to do good deeds, thats it. You do a lot of good deeds and then God will let you in. You need to have more then just good deeds to get into heaven, or else God will not let you in. You have to be assured that YOUR name will be in the book God has written with everyone's names in it that allows us into heaven. You MUST give your life to the Lord and show him that you are truely sorry for your sins and start to live your life for the Lord. Then and only then will you be admitted into heaven, when you become his child. Now this doesn't mean that you stop your good deeds, you should continue them, but now it shouldn't feel like you are doing them only so that you get into heaven. It should feel like you are doing them because you WANT to do them. Because if gives you great joy to see how you can help people and how God can use YOU to further His kingdom!&lt;br /&gt;Also, when you repent and turn your life to Jesus, you should turn away from your sin. Catherin Booth says that you can not keep coming back again and again with the same sin asking for forgiveness because you keep commiting the same sin. She says that only when you come to Jesus and truely ask for help to stop and make an effort to stop is when you have genuine repentance. I'm sure that many people have fallen short of this aspect of living for Jesus, I know I have. I think that this comes with learning and growing with God. I know that I can see more sin around me and in my life that I need to cut out and need to make more of an effort to do so, which I'm going to do from now on. But I found this fact interesting. It is so true that you can't keep coming back to Jesus with the same prayer for forgivness for the same sin, how can anyone do that? It's seems like you are using it as an escape goat, I'm sorry if I'm offending anyone but that is how I feel. I don't understand how so many people can give thier lives to Jesus and then continuely keep messing up thier lives and just not living a life set out for God. I know that I screw up and make mistakes and have probably came to God with the same sins that need to be forgiven, but like I said from now on I'm going to make more of effort to stop that, because if we give our lives to God then we need to live like we gave our lives to God.&lt;br /&gt;So what is Saving Faith? I believe that it is trusting God so much with your life that you will do what he wants and not what you want. That is true faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry this is long, but i don't have much else to do and there is a lot rolling around in my brain just ready to get out! I always enjor comments and want to see what you think of what I said or just your view on the subject at hand. What do YOU believe Saving Faith is?....that's it....i'm out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113030349609691925?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113030349609691925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113030349609691925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113030349609691925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113030349609691925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/10/saving-faith.html' title='Saving Faith'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-113020913278370602</id><published>2005-10-24T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:58:52.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home?</title><content type='html'>Well I'm home from my AMAZING weekend in Ottawa! I can not wait to move there! I wish I was there now! It was so great to see all my friend who are like my family. We hade some great times and I want to thank everyone who took me into there homes and gave me tours and feed me! Without you guys I would have been lost!&lt;br /&gt;So after this weekend I realized that I really didn't want to come home, well back to Lindsay. I feel like Lindsay isn't so much my home anymore, like it is and my family is here but since we've moved and since I don't have many friends around I feel like this is just a place I'm staying at for a while before I move onto bigger and better thing, which it is in a way. Going to Ottawa made me realize all the things I'm missing out on this year, but has also made me look forward to all the things I'm going to experience next year. And the friends I already have there are my family and I can't wait to spend all my time with them. As much as I love my friends here, I dont get to see them that often and I don't have that many friends around here anyways. I really just want to get out of this environment that I'm living in and get into one that I know and feel comfortable in and know that I will be asked to hang out and do stuff with people even if I don't drink or do drugs. I also want to stop pretending that I care when people tell me that they did those things! I guess I just have to wait this year out and see what God is going to do for me while I wait...I have a problem with patience maybe that's what I'm going to learn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-113020913278370602?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/113020913278370602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=113020913278370602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113020913278370602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/113020913278370602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home?'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-112969512551397521</id><published>2005-10-19T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T00:12:05.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I didn't do much today. I slept in until like 11:40am. I kept on waking up and telling myself that I should get up but basically I just didn't feel like it, plus i was having a really werid  dream so I had to finish it. Oh which reminds me, I have a question about dreams that I'm hoping somebody will answer for me. I've been told that if you have a dream about you dieing that if will happen, but it has to a dream where you actually see yourself dieing, not just falling anf falling and falling and then you wake up, if has to be you falling and falling and falling and landing smack into the pavement and dieing. Well I had a dream last night that I was dieing and I'm pretty sure that I actually saw myself die, which totally freaked me out when I woke up, so does this mean that I'm going to die soon? I really want to know if this little theory actually works or not, whether I want to be the guniea pig for it or not, I'm not sure, but if it's God' plan I shouldn't complain huh? Especially if I'm going to see Him!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so if anybody has any idea about this topic, I would love to know your take on the whole subject!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-112969512551397521?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/112969512551397521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=112969512551397521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112969512551397521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112969512551397521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-112957786041541653</id><published>2005-10-17T15:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:16:08.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Territorial CD!</title><content type='html'>I just got my Territorial Music and Gospal Arts final program cd today. Man is it ever good. I realise I was there, but there is a difference listening to it when your not sitting on the stage and being really really nervous right before you have to sing and thinking about all the people that are looking at you. Listening to this cd is making think about all the talent that is there at that camp. I think I tend to forget that it is a music camp when I think back to my week there. I tend to think about all the worship services, the Grand Old Duke of York (my fave!), Cabaret Night, toga morning and all the fun and fellowship that we have with friends. But this cd is showing me that there is an amazing talent that this country is blessed with. Not only the country but The Salvation Army. God has given so many young people a talent of either playing a musically insturment, or a beautiful singing voice, or the ability to act or the leadership in worship. I pray that you keep using your gifts for God. If anybody is reading and has never gone to Territorial, you should definitly make the effort to do so because the experience can change your life. Not only is it a good week to learn more about your special gift and how to perform better but your learn more about God and just get closer with Him. You even make lasting relationships with others that are there that will last into eternity! Please let me know if you want to know more and how to go because I will send you information about it. I promise that a week at this music camp WILL change your entire life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-112957786041541653?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/112957786041541653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=112957786041541653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112957786041541653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112957786041541653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/10/territorial-cd.html' title='Territorial CD!'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17931452.post-112950171082502042</id><published>2005-10-16T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T15:16:53.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the 5th Wheel</title><content type='html'>So, this is my first blog. I just started it obviously basically cuz I have lots to say but nobody to say it to because I dont go to school and I only work 3-4 shifts a week, usually on weekends and so I hardly see any of my friends cuz they are all either away at school or work different scheduales then me or they just plain live to far away to see all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so on to the whole 5th wheel thing. Yesterday was my friend Jo's birthday (happy birthday!!) and today is mine (happy birthday to moi) and so the few friends that still live around here and were available got together and spent the day together. My friend Steph wasn't able to come until later basically because she never got my e-mails about when we were meetings..eerrrr. So it was just me, my friend Jo and her boyfriend Ryan and Kaylyn and her boyfriend Chris...see where the 5th wheel comes in? I had a good time with them and everything, but it was just werid being the only person not with somebody. I'm not complaining or trying to sound desperate or anything but there comes a time when you realize that hanging out with people that have a 'better half' sucks when you don't have one or even a possible one that lives close. This realization came after we finally found something to do here (it's a hard task!), which was bowling. When we went to pay the guys both paid for thier girls and I was there to pay for myself. Not that I have a problem with paying for myself, it was just kinda sad to have to go up and say 'I'm paying for one' after the guys had just paid for two.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying this to complain or anything, I'm just saying this cuz it just sucked to be the 5th wheel for that one moment. I can really tell the pressures that society puts on people to be in relationships. You see them everywhere! On TV, movies, in school, on music videos, in songs, 'love' and dating is all around us and if you are that person that isn't in a relationship it's like you are looked down apon or felt sorry for. For the most of the time I was out with my friends I felt like people were looking at me feeling sorry for me or something and saying to themselves "look at her, she's all by herself with those two other couples. She must feel so out of place" or something like that. Why is it that we can't just feel happy with being without somebody and be confident enough to go out in public or more like why can't the people around us be content with somebody not having a boyfriend or girlfriend and being happy that they can go out with couples even though they are alone? Man this could totally lead into the topic of why older people think you have to always be dating, but I think I've kinda already covered that so basically I'm just gunna end this here, willing to hear comment if you have any.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just so we are clear, I'm not upset with being single, I'm more then happy to be so only because I'm working on things in my life that will make me who God wants me to be and trying to figure out what He wants with my life. Just so that we are clear on everything. Plus I do have a potential somebody but when anything will happen, we are leaving that up to God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17931452-112950171082502042?l=awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/feeds/112950171082502042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17931452&amp;postID=112950171082502042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112950171082502042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17931452/posts/default/112950171082502042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awholelotofnothingness.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-to-5th-wheel.html' title='Happy Birthday to the 5th Wheel'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12901497187448322423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
