I want One! Current mood: giddy

Promises, Promises
Current mood: cold

I take the title of this blog from the song "Promises, Promises" by the 80's band, Naked Eyes. My brother used to play it a lot and actually gave me a CD with the song on it. While it's a good song this blog is not about the song. No, it is indeed about Promises. Or rather, guys inability to keep promises, nay simply their word.

I have been told time and time and again, "Let's do [insert something fun here]." "Yes we're going to go to [insert a fun place here]." "We should totally do/[go] that/[there]." "I'll call you tonight/tomorrow/ at [insert time here]. Stuff along those lines. And on countless occasions, those plans have fallen through. So many times I've gotten my hopes up only to be let down. Is it so difficult to follow through with plans? Is it so difficult to make plans and then do them? Is it so hard to keep your fucking mouth shut if you have no intentions of ever going through with them?! If you never really plan on going somewhere with me, or doing something with me, or calling me when you said you would, then don't say it in the first place.

Seriously folks I'm really sick and tired of guys letting me down. I'm to the point where I don't believe anything and honestly, don't want to hear it. I don't want to spend time with a guy because I know he doesn't really mean what he's saying. I know he's not going to call (Brek), I know we'll never try out that restaurant (Clint), I know we'll never take that hike (Brian), and I know I'll never get that sea otter (Jason).

It comes down to honesty. Say what you mean and mean what you say. If not, then say nothing at all. Grow up and give me the respect I deserve.

Currently listening : Skyshaper By Covenant Release date: By 07 March, 2006

Spaghetti and Dodgeball
Current mood: chipper

I'm so excited about being back home in Illinois. I never really realized how much I missed it and how much I would miss the people here.
I went for the first time in two months, back to church. Not that i didn't want to go while in NY but i didn't find a place fitting for me. Perhaps I didn't try hard enough and made excuses about work. But I just felt it wouldn't be the same. It's weird how most summers I'm all about God and church, and that was the last thing on my mind this year. I grew however in a big way pertaining to God and came to some realizations. I also learned to cherish and appreciate the church I have and my christian friends. They are so important to me and mean so much to me.

Tonight was uberifically fun though! The once 7o3 service has officially been changed to "Sunday at 6." Being that it starts at 6 now, and not 7:03. hehehe. One of the first persons I saw was Joe. heh. He plays in the praise band now. He plays drums. He's pretty good and I get to look at him extra long while he plays. Of course, I worship too, it's like a bonus! I saw a lot of my old friends, Laura, Erin, Katie, Bob and Kelly, Mike, even Josh came! It was so nice to be in a comfortable environment and to be in God's presence.

After service, we served a spaghetti dinner. I got to help. I many just stood behind the bar and watched as people served their own spaghetti. I don't really know what my job was except to be there. It was nice. I got to meet a lot of people. We ran out of plates and stuff a little early so I asked Joe to tell Claire to save me her plate. He got all confused and told some random girl I've never met before. I corrected him and then he akwardly went and told Claire. It was rather humorous. Claire and I got a good laugh out of it.

Once everyone had been served I got myself a plate and sat with Claire. We met two new girls, another Claire and a Maria Fernanda. Very nice girls. It was great to see Claire. I had missed her so much and she seemed to have missed me. I don't know, i guess she was having so much fun in LA that she had forgotten all about me. Perhaps I just get jealous. But it was just awesome to swap stories and spend time together again. I introduced her to Josh and then we went to watch the Dodgeball craziness.

My friend Mike keeps bugging me to play but I won't. One.. I wear dresses and skirts. Two.. I'm not good at games like that. Three.. I don't want to get smashed in the face by a ball. Le sigh. I did promise him I'll play, someday. hehehe. We'll see. Anyways... Claire and I planted ourselves on the steps and watched. It was so much fun. Guys are so competitive. I just wanted to see Joe get beaned. So.. dodgeball is a lot more complicated than I realized. There are all these crazy rules. During play if you get hit you're out. Unless you catch the ball or block it away. When out you go to the other teams side and wait in the back until one of your team mates throws you a ball to catch and then you're back in. So these games go on and on. But they're really fun to watch. Though, being on the sidelines doesn't mean you're immune. We got hit with plenty 'o' dodgeballs.

It really is refreshing to be home among friends and church. I'm so happy.