Crumpled Notebook

So, my Blackberry Curve got lost/stolen over the weekend at the movie theater. But today, I found an identical phone on Craigslist for $100. Actually, at first I thought I may be someone trying to sell my stolen phone and arranged to meet the guy. But alas, it wasn’t my phone. However, $100 for a replacement versus $400 for a replacement of the same phone is much better since I didn’t qualify for any discounts from AT&T or Amazon since I just bought this phone a couple months ago.

All in all, I’m okay. I was really super annoyed this weekend. The thought of having to buy a new phone before vacation next month did not make me happy. I’m still not thrilled to be out $100, but it could be a lot worse. God is pretty good to me, huh?

Tags: blackberry, phone

I just bought plane tickets to Seattle and New York for more baseball games! I feel like I’m actually accomplishing something, so I’m really happy. Besides, I’ve never been to New York so I’m super excited to go, even to Yankee Stadium.

And it all started with this grand idea. So, I’m not hitting all 15 stadiums I hoped. But 10 this season ain’t bad. Maybe 11 if I can get back down to Anaheim.

Next year gotta hit Boston for sure! So much baseball, so little time!

This might be one of the best days of my life.

Tags: baseball

If you can see that, it says it’s raining right now in Kentucky. If you could see the doplar thing (for some reason, it wouldn’t show up in screenshot), you would see that almost the entire state is covered in green for the rain.

It’s raining there because it always rains on my birthday–at least in Kentucky. My mom tells me it was storming when I was born, and every birthday since then until I moved to California, it has rained back home. Seriously. Not one that I remember. Even if just for a few minutes, pop-up thunderstorm, it rained.

I usually check the weather back home on my birthday too. My first year here, it was a weird feeling, not to have the rain. I kinda like the rain. I’m also sure that if it EVER rained here during the summer, it would rain today. But alas, I’ll have to settle for the fact that I know it’s raining in Ky and probably will every year for as long as I can remember.

Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me your heart for the once forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

Here is the song that goes with it. It’s by Brandon Heath. This is just a random YouTube Video. The song isn’t really about 9/11, it’s just a tribute video.

I’ve learned that sometimes I have to tell myself and convince myself of things that aren’t entirely true in order to feel better. When I was in High School and my best friend was going off to college (she was a year ahead of me) she told me just to pretend like she was away at camp. Afterall, she’d be back home in two weeks for the weekend. So for the next school year, or at least until I was okay with the idea of her being so far away (ahem, two whole hours), I lived my life in short periods of 2-3 weeks, telling myself it was just camp.

Now, I’ve never had too much trouble being the one leaving. When I went to college it was no big deal, even though I went to a college that the majority of my friends didn’t go to. When I graduated college and even when I moved to California, I dealt with it fine. California was a little harder because of the distance, but it was my choice and my adventure. I convinced all my family and friends that “it was just one year,” then I’d be home and everything would be normal. I probably convinced myself of that too. I never intended to stay here. But suffice to say, I’d rather be the person doing the leaving. It puts me in control and who doesn’t like to be in control?

So right now is especially hard on me. My bosses/pastors are leaving in about two weeks. They’ll only be 3 hours away, but they won’t be here. To make matters worse, there will be new people here, replacing them. It’s the way it is with the SA, and I understand the reasons, but it sucks right now. So, I’ve been living in this state of denial about them leaving. If you know me at all, you know how attached I am and how much I like the Lowcocks. They’re like my surrogate parents, but it’s more than that too. So my plan right now is that since they normally go on vacation during the summer for a month, once they are gone, I plan to just pretend like they are on vacation. I’m not sure how to deal with the other people here, but maybe by the time my imaginary “vacation” is up, I’ll have grown used to them (I’m sure I will anyway. I hear they are nice folks).

Denial and pretending. I hear it’s the best way to deal with any problems.