Tuesday, May 29, 2007

I haven?t written in my journal to my future husband lately. I think I am going to do that soon.

I want to fall in love so badly and have my own fairytale. I know that I am SO not ready yet, and that God?s timing is perfect, so I am still waiting patiently?.sort of. :)

I guess this got me thinking?..because lately, its getting really old answering that question.

?No, I do not have a boyfriend, I am not looking right now.?

What I reply with is true, but answering it again and again gets old. Someday I am thinking of mixing it up a little and creating a new, witty response. I would share how I ran off to Spain with some young and charming prince from Ireland and how we spent the entire summer together, deliriously happy, and how he read old British Classics to me late into the night. Then I would put on my sad face and tell how he had to go off to war to fight for his country and that he swore that he would come back for me and that we would be together forever. I would share how we commemorated this heartfelt promise by sharing a locket that one day would be put together again with love. Then I would tear up and tell how his best friend secretly wrote me a letter so my love?s parents wold not know, and that he shared how my love died with his undying love for me as his last words and how after that I swore to never love again and that is why I am not dating.

??.but I am not a fan of change, so I think I am going to stick with the same usual response. And I don?t think anyone would buy it, being that Ireland hasn?t had a war since 1916 and all??.

my 1st grade teacher said that my imagination needed to be tamed because it was as wild as a wild horse in the highlands of Australia. But I never believed her. :)

Monday, May 28, 2007

There has been a steady downpour of rain for the past 48 hours here in my little town. The pond outside our backyard is now the size of a high school football field. Water seems to be everywhere, it is even wanting to come inside our house, but we had to mop it up, sadly.

Today was an okay day. My medicine and all of its quirky charms makes me sick and causes my body to believe that I am pregnant. Today my ?morning sickness? got really bad and caused me to miss the last half of church. But in church God really got me thinking on something. Lately service and the act of servant hood has been really heavy on my heart. Today I was thinking about service once more and thought, ?What if people actually lived out what they felt called to? What if people actually surrendered to radical obedience and servant hood??

I think if only a handful of people lived this out it would start a chain reaction and spark a fire under others.

I myself have the tendency to think that servant hood is synonymous with boring acts of labor. I think a lot of people think this. But serving isn?t just doing work for other people, its so much more than that. Serving dosen?t require you to go on a slow boat to China to go witness to a lost tribe(unless you have been called to do so). Its doing what you have been called to do. Whether that is mowing the lawn for your neighbor, or helping your pregnant sister finish her household chores; it is all still service.

Sometimes you are asked to serve someone who is, well, hard to serve. Recently God has been asking me to do something that would be difficult. While I am trying to drop this boy like a bad habit, God is asking me to serve, even when the only two people who would know would be me and God. Its hard to get over him when you know you should, but you don?t want to, and God is getting in it too. :)

I want to serve this summer. I want to show my love for others through service. This is what God has called me to and this is what I want to do.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

This week I have:

swam

got sun on my cheeks

lost a pound

made cupcakes

read almost an entire book just for fun

spent several hours in the library NOT studying

stayed in my pajamas for more than 15 hours

slept in

snuggled on the couch with my favorite blanket and watched movies late at night

cried

played sims 2 to my hearts content

babysat

missed my school friends

went an entire day without my medicine not making me sick

altered my favorite dress

walked a mile almost every night

listened to amazing thunderstorms

I like summer. :)

Friday, May 25, 2007



Its almost 2am and I am still awake. I just finished straightening my room and making a list of things I need to accomplish tomorrow. (I?m a list maker, I can?t help myself, its how I sort out my thoughts.) I hate staying up so late, but I get so much done at night. Everyone is asleep and I have nothing shiny or noisy to distract me. I am starting to wind down and go to sleep. This is my favorite time of the day. It is the time I am in my room. I love my room. It is the farthest place in the house that you can go at any point to be away from everyone and have silence. It is the place where I dream, blog, spend time with God, fuss over my hair, take amazing naps, read, and just be myself. It is right off the kitchen and almost seems like a nook of sorts. I like it and treasure the times I spend in there. I love waking up to my parents (when they are off duty) in the kitchen making breakfast and lovingly flirting. I love that my mom from her room can watch me make faces in the mirror, and then when I realize I am caught get embarrassed and flustered. I love that my room is the coldest in the house, and at night I have to snuggle deep under the covers because I am freezing and my mother likes to think she is an Eskimo so I cannot complain. I love my big cozy bed that my brother and I sit on and watch movies like Eragon, which was last nights picture. I love all the pictures on my wall that my dad oh so patiently hung again and again until my mom and I found the ?perfect spot? on the wall where it is now hanging. I guess I love my room not because of the things, but because of the memories that were made in it. It reminds me of the blessings God has showered me with.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Warning: this post is a little emo. :)

I am so glad to be at home. I do enjoy being at home, but what God has been teaching me has been hard. At school no one paid attention to me, I was a nobody except to only a small group of people. I was content at being that, it was less pressure to be ?something special? and I am shy, so it worked out. But here I am under a microscope, I am held accountable, I am held to a higher standard. I could say that I hate it, I could say that I just want to be me, but if I said that, that would be wrong. I need to be held accountable?..no matter how hard it is or how much I dislike it.

As much as I hate to think about, I am a little bit of a hypocrite. It makes me so frustrated when I realize I do it.I have insecurities just like the next person, I am no better than anyone else. I hate that I have those insecurities, because they seem so petty, but yet I still have them. I wish I could have confidence in myself and security in Christ. To some extent I do, I am pretty secure in who I am compared to 2 years ago. But there are little things, things that drive me crazy but are still so important, and so dumb.

I have so many plans of who I want to be but thats just what they are; plans. Lately it seems like I will be making up good and sound plans, but I use every unexpected circumstance as an excuse. I?m not going to lie, its hard to change, really hard, but oh so necessary. I guess I should be concerned if I and my relationship with Christ were never changing. There is so much more to this, but I am sleepy and I think I am going to keep it between me and God for a little while.

So to sum it up in a neat reader?s digest sort of way: Who I am hates who I?ve been, and who I want to be is hiding from who I am.

Nothing is ever simple for me, but I am loved by an amazing Savior who has all the patience in the world. And that leaves me feeling comforted.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

I got all of my grades back. God is good. I made a B average. :) God is good.

I cannot WAIT till July 20th. Oh boy, oh boy, I am so dang excited. The trailer came on before the movie that we went to go see today. When I realized what it was I squealed.

My life is?..

funny

strange

sometimes confusing

fast

lovely

bright

a musical

one that has too many boy problems in it

normal?.sort of

blessed

oh, and I now have enough skirts/dresses that I can wear one every day of the week. :) That makes me happy.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

There is a lot on my mind lately?.but I think it is going to stay up there for now. :)

So goodbye long hair for a while?.



I like my life?.even if it is a little quirky.

and I don?t even want to talk about the Grey?s season finale??..needless to say I am officially hacked off.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

2 more days??only 2 more days and then I am done. But oh how those 2 days seem like a million. It feels like school is never going to end. I am ready for summer?.and short hair. :)

So I found out some news today that was?.well, I am not sure.

A month ago I was going to go to Murray, He was going to go to Southeastern for the summer.

Three weeks ago I was going to go to Falls Creek, He was going to go to OBU.

There was no way that we would see each other for the summer, much to my relief. I am just now getting over him?.I think.

Now, I am not going to Falls Creek and staying at home??and turns out He is too.

What does God have up His sleeve and why is He messing with my head??

Maybe??maybe?? No, don?t go there?.it?s not safe.

To top things off our waiter at lunch today definitely gave me a boob graze while setting my plate down. I am pretty sure it was an accident, but still?.way awkward. My mom laughed. Dang boobs. They always get in the way.

So this summer looks as if its going to be full of awkward moments??..again.

So I had a dream. He and I were friends?..that was all. It was a cool summer night, and we were driving in my jeep with the windows unrolled and the music playing. It was nice, I was happy. I think it would be fun to be friends.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

Happy Birthday



So this is my birthday present to you.

A. because I rather do something creative than just a gift.

B. because I am a poor college student who?s tuition is over 22,000 dollars. :)

E is because she is pretty much an extrovert. :)
L is because she is full of passionate and unconditional love. It is also for life, a gift that she gave me and the reason she speaks out openly about adoption.

I is for inspire. She has inspired me in ways she will never know.

Z is for?.um, Z, what starts with Z?..dang, why does she have to have a Z in her name??Z is for Zoo. Because when I went to her house the first time we went to the zoo, and I bird pooped on me.

A is for Angelic. Because that is what her voice sounds like to me.

B is for beauty, inside and out.

E is for extremely dingy sometimes??.something that I definitely inherited. E is also for example. She has set such a Godly example in my life, as well as in the lives of others.

T is for Thank you. And you know why I say this. Thank you.

H is for hope. She is full of it and is something that is interwoven in her past, present, and future.
Happy Birthday.

p.s. please don?t cry when you read this, I hate it when people cry. I get awkward. :)



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In other news finals are coming up, one on Monday and three back to back on Tuesday. Therefore my phone will be on silent till Tuesday afternoon and I will be unavailable to talk. I will able to talk via email and text. My internet stress purchase should be here monday, and it is all I can do to not chop off my hair. I made a promise to my mother that I would not cut my hair until finals were over, when I would be thinking clearly again and not have my head full of Chinese history, New Testament facts and dates, and Ancient Literature. If I still wanted to cut my hair then, then it would be okay. :)

Monday, May 7, 2007

I know that Jesus said to love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you?..but sometimes I think that Jesus had no idea what it is like to be in college.

Its so hard to not hate them?.even when they are being so mean.

I wish that they could experience the pain that they have caused me.

I want to so badly move on and forgive but its hard when they are everywhere and talk about you to their friends?..while you are in the same room.

Its ridiculous.

I know it will all come out in the wash, but still it is so maddening and painful.

Blonde Moment #5,839

I rented the movie Bobby last night. I called some friends and they came over and we watched it. It was very slow and didn?t have much of a plot. It was neat though because it had actual news footage clips throughout the movie. While watching it I noticed some odd differences from what I thought actually happened. I figured that since it was fictional that that was the reason why. The end of the movie the main character was shot in the kitchen of a hotel. Then the screen goes black and it reads:

Robert F. Kennedy died early the next morning in the hospital. His wife Ethel was present.

WHAT?! That is NOT how he died. I thought he died in Dallas during a parade. I know this is how it happened. I went to the musuem. AND John is NOT a nickname for Robert. How the mess can you get John out of Robert?? AND I thought his wife?s name was Jackie, not Ethel. This movie has it all wrong. Dang.

I watched the entire movie thinking that it was about JFK??instead of RFK.

Even though the movie was called Bobby?.I thought it was about John F. Kennedy.

Apparently Robert is his brother. FYI.

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On top of this mind blowing revelation. I went to bed around 2:45?.only to wake up at 3:15 to hear sirens going off. We had to go down to our basement twice. Thus I was unable to go back to bed until 5:30. The gay tornadoes were not even close to us either. I am a little hacked off at the weather. Tornadoes are highly inconvenient for college students.

Sunday, May 6, 2007

This week is dead week.

Next week is finals.

I am getting into the ?end of the year finals stress? part of college.

and I want to cut my hair off short.

I have realized that when I become stressed about something I feel the need to shop online and cut my hair off.

I have already bought a dress online this week.

and I am trying so hard not to run to the nearest Smart Style to cut my hair.

and I am having dreams about him again?..which isn?t helping anything. I have gone several months without one, and now they come almost every night. dang.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

So what has been going on in the life of Addi as of late?? A lot.

Tagging cars with friends:



Sigma Phi Lambda Initiation:





And the unexpected activities early Friday morning?(think 4 AM):



and CAMPING!!!:







Life has been pretty good as of late. I wouldn?t change a thing.

?.well, except for the fact that they are saying we are going to have tornadoes tonight. :)

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

I thought it was gone, or hidden somewhere in inside. But, it came back and it excites me. God has restored my passion for missions. I thought it had gone away, but I did not know where it went. I thought that maybe He was taking it away.

Oh my goodness, I am about to hunt down the man who made me medicine and its icky side affects. For example, I am in philosophy and my friend handed me my favorite pack of strawberry fruit gummy snacks that she got for me. Hungrily, I ate them and when on with class. NOW, I still have a good 10 minutes till class is out and I feel like I could be sick?????hard core sick. :( I feel so tired, I need sleep but don?t have the time. Whoever said you can sleep when you are dead had no clue what he was talking about. I need sleep now.

This is one the WORLD magazine; a Christian weekly online newsletter. It breaks my heart to read this?.but people need to know.

DEATH BY VISITATION

A harrowing firsthand account of forced abortion leaks out of Guangxi Province as Chinese officials command over 60 procedures in 24 hours

by Priya Abraham

Wei Lingrong was in labor for 19 hours, in so much pain she could barely speak. Hers was a slow, agonizing countdown: No joy of a new son would come at the end. Instead, she knew her baby would be born dead. Now, her husband says, Wei cries at any mention of their lost child.

Wei was seven months into her pregnancy, and hers was no natural stillbirth. The 34-year-old is a resident of Guangxi Province in southern China, and local officials dragged her to a hospital, injected her abdomen with chemicals to kill her baby, and lingered to make sure that he died. Her forced abortion was one of at least 60 in the province that took place under the direction of Chinese officials in Baise City during a 24-hour period April 17-18.

Wei along with the other mothers and their babies became the latest victims of China?s one-child policy, introduced in 1980 and meant to cull the nation?s burgeoning population. Wei already has one 12-year-old son; having another child violates family-planning laws. Chinese leaders claim they have relaxed the policy?allowing rural farming couples, for example, to have one or two extra children. Overall, last month?s mass abortions prove they still enforce it brutally, particularly among the working class and in urban areas such as Baise City.

Controlling fertility rates remains important enough to pressure local family-planning officials who worry over possible salary cuts and job security to try draconian methods. Horrific practices such as forced abortions and sterilizations follow. At the same time, Chinese leaders are nervous about bad publicity in the international arena, and will quickly try to cover up abuses.

While Wei and her husband, house-church pastor Liang Yage, waited in a hospital for their son?s death, a fellow church member blew the whistle on the abortions. He called Bob Fu, president of the U.S.-based China Aid Association, who quickly publicized them. Within days, radio stations such as Voice of America and National Public Radio broadcast reports. Scared officials have since paid the couple visits, even sending them a gift bag of fruit and cereals.

But Wei will need more than get-well gifts to heal from her April 17 ordeal that began around 9 a.m. when 10 Population and Family Planning Commission officers arrived in three cars at her home. During a phone call to the couple?s house a week later, Wei?s husband Liang told WORLD the officials announced that they would make Wei have an abortion, since the couple had ignored a written warning they received in March to abort the baby voluntarily.

At that time, Liang told WORLD, the couple thought the ?penalty? mentioned for having an unauthorized second child would be a fee, as is sometimes the case. Instead, the officials came to their house, stuffed Wei in a car, and drove her to Youjiang District People?s Hospital.

At the hospital, officials made Wei lie down in a makeshift bed in a corridor filled with about 20 other distressed women at all stages of pregnancy about to endure forced abortions. Some wept. Next to Wei was 19-year-old Ce Haigan, who was nine months pregnant. She was there because she had no permission to marry her 21-year-old boyfriend?or, by extension, to become pregnant. Another pregnant woman in the corridor resisted. Officials shoved her into a private room.

Soon the 10 officials also herded Wei into a private room. Her husband followed. They presented her a consent form to sign for the abortion. Liang read it and saw a clause that said the government would take responsibility for any side effects.

?How will you take responsibility?? Liang asked.

?You violated the law first,? the family-planning officers replied. ?So you have to take the responsibility.? They added that they would sign for Wei if she refused.

By 11 a.m.?two hours after the couple was forced to leave their home?the procedure had taken place. It took three injections. The first was for inducing labor. A doctor felt Wei?s abdomen for the baby?s head, and injected its skull. The second injection contained poison. A third injection also followed, though Liang says he could not remember its purpose. A friend familiar with the medical procedure later told him that multiple injections are necessary when the pregnancy is so far along, well into the third trimester.

For the next few hours, Wei?s labor pains intensified. Exhausted, she asked her husband to help her up from bed when needed. The contingent of government family-planning officers now attached to Wei, which comprised about a half dozen women and two or three men, stayed in the room until delivery to prevent any escape by Wei, even trailing her to the restroom. The officials did allow visitors, and church members drifted in and out of the room to pray over Wei.

Her stillborn baby arrived at 6:10 the next morning. She asked to see him before staff took him away. But as hospital staff wrapped him in a trash bag to dump him in a garbage can, a friend of Wei took a look at her baby first. She told Wei the baby?s body was ?black.? The color of heavy bruising comes as the baby?s tissues die slowly, turning necrotic. Hearing this unbearable news, Wei said she lost heart and no longer wanted to see her son.

The same morning, April 18, officials sent the weakened woman home. Meanwhile, her husband had learned his wife?s abortion was part of a mass effort: Women crowded other hospital floors awaiting the same fate.

Recounting the events, Liang remembers one thing: It all happened so suddenly. ?We felt so shocked,? he said. ?We had no choice and no freedom and it?s just so painful.?

Soon after the mass abortions were completed, staff cleaned and straightened the hospital. If you go there now, Liang said, you will see healthy newborns.

Officials are trying to cover up for the gruesome accounts of meeting population quota in other ways. In the week following Wei?s abortion, they paid several friendly home visits to the couple and brought gifts. They have also tapped Liang?s phone as Western media attention over the abortions spreads, and have asked Liang questions about conversations with strangers.

Abuses in the name of population control are becoming harder for the Chinese government to hide. Last year, authorities imprisoned a blind activist-lawyer named Chen Guancheng, who exposed forced sterilizations and abortions occuring in Linyi County, Shangdong province. His sham trial drew worldwide condemnation. Though generally immune to local criticism, Chinese officials watch international opinion more closely and already seem worried that Wei?s case might be a similar public-relations disaster.

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

I think I am truly starting to understand being in God?s presence. Lately, my times with God has become so precious to me?. But with that comes a whole new wave of attacks from the enemy. He is not wanting me to succeed apparently?.and is using some people and circumstances that I had complete confidence in, which are now breaking me down. I cannot wait for school to be out. But yet, I am still so joyful. God has blessed me with some AMAZING friends. He has been so good to me. This past week I have laughed more than I have all semester. Its wonderful.

Phi Lamb member retreat is this weekend. I was asked to lead the Bible study for Friday night. I am pretty excited?.but nervous too. I love to teach. Lately, I have been craving it. God knew that, so He provided me this opportunity, and I am ever grateful.

Initiation is Thursday night. I will be an official Phi Lamb member. I am an excited panda.

Physically?..I am not doing well. The medicine I am taking for my disease is making feel like I have morning sickness?.but all day. :) Certain foods or even certain smells make me sick and extremely nauseous. I know it will pass in a month or so, but right now it feels really icky.

My classes for next semester are looking up. I am working it all out and it looks like everything is going to go smoothly. Although I had to beg a prof. to let me into their class that was already closed for next semester. I gave her my sad face and a ?plleeeeeeeeease?. But it worked. :) I think she liked me.