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Name: Cari
Country: United States
State: Tennessee
Metro: Murfreesboro
Birthday: 12/7/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: photography (even though i suck), double cola, Jesus, Ben Folds, playing piano, loving, sleeping, Rufus Wainwright, hemp necklaces, the color blue, phusebox, being the bitchin'est Sophomore President ever, Grey's Anatomy, Jack Johnson, neurology, Spanish, Seventeen Magazine, choir, band kids, politics, Belle Aire youth group, james taylor, jason mraz, ben harper, Jake Gyllenhall, Matthew McConaughey, Spiderman, The Last Samuari, scary movies, weird indie films, my room, the library, hastings, coffee, Starbucks' giant croissants, and your mother.
Expertise: being myself
Occupation: Student
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
8/23/2004
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| OH SNAP!!!!!!!I GOT A CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
my grandparents gave, yes, GAVE me their 2000 red FORD FOCUS!!!!!!!!!!!! it's even automatic....which is so cool, considering that i have so been praying for a car, and all i had to do was be patient!!!!!!!!!!!! so yes, today has been an amazing day! thank you God for helping me out! and a very special thanks to Grandma Jean and Grandpa Oakley!!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
in other news, i got to go to the MTSU v. Louisville game @ LP Field last night! it was super dooper fun! Laura Beth and I had to sit by ourselves behind a bunch of drunk Louisville guys, but they were really nice, and they gave us free popcorn, which we probably shouldn't have taken, but did any ways. well, i gotta go, but much love to you all! --Cari | | |
| "shoot gurrrr....i'mma tear yo weave out!" | two words: dag yo.
man...why does this always happen? i am beginning to think that i have a mental problem.
question of the week: if i live with a guy, but we aren't dating and definitely don't sleep together, then is that wrong?
pretty sure i'm currently babysitting 2 kids, and lemme tell ya, Barney is one righteous dude. all that purple and green. plus, i learned today that mini-corndogs are very tasty, as well as the fact that burnt fish sticks are not.
yesterday after church, mom n dad took me and Cameron to the park after we went to the library (total soccer mom/dad), where i had just picked up the Ann Coulter book i had on hold. so i got to sit on a combination park bench-swing thingy and read her book Godless (which is a-freaking-mazing). 'twas a very, very good day. but seriously, i just had some time to sit there and ponder some stuff. pretty sure all of it had to do with God, and it was all really cool. like, in sunday school, we were just talking about how it is that you can read the same story multiple times in the Bible and get something different from it each time.
last night, at the beseeching of William, i watched Flight 93, which apparently made him cry uncontrolably, but the acting was so bad that i didn't shed a single tear. maybe you just have to be in that kind of a mood for it to affect you like that. whatev.
this just in: i think i'm either going to be a nun or a hippie for halloween, so that i can have one last halloween hoo-hah with my little brother. i'm so glad my parents aren't against halloween anymore. that whole thing is just silly.
one last question: if i posted a paper that i wrote about religious freedom for english, would any of you read it?
much love to you all ---Cari |
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| de-ang."Make me a channel of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me bring Your love; where there is injury, Your pardon, Lord, and where there's doubt, true faith in You. Make me a channel of Your peace. Where there's despair in life, let me bring hope, where there is darkness, only light, and where there's sadness ever joy. Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek so much to be consoled as to console, to be understood as to understand, to be loved as to love with all my soul. Make me a channel of Your peace. It is in pardoning that we are pardoned, in giving of ourselves that we receive, and in dying that we're born to eternal life."
---St. Francis of Assisi
wow. that's one of the most beautiful things i've ever heard. we sang that at the MTSU Honors choir thing the other night, and paired with the music it's even more beautiful. dang. just wanted to share. word. night ya'll...much love---Cari | | |
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Sling Blade - Director's Cut (Miramax Collector's Series)
By Dwight Yoakam, Lucas Black (II), Sarah Boss, Brent Briscoe, Kathy Sue Brown, Natalie Canerday, Vic Chesnutt, Rick Dial, Robert Duvall, Bruce Hampton (II), James Hampton, Mickey Jones, Ian Moore, Wendell Rafferty, John Ritter, Scott Stewart (III), Judy Pryor Trice, J.T. Walsh, Christy Ward
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homesick.so. today's the day. 2 years. man. seems like forever, and yet yesterday, too. i've gotten to the point to where i can barely remember what that life was like, which scares me. i heard this song for the first time yesterday while driving to Wal-Mart, and had what i would pretty much consider a melt-down. here's the lyrics. i thought that they were quite applicable.
"Homesick" --MercyMe
You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home
I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
In Christ, there are no goodbyes
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now
much love ---Cari
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| i wonder...so. sometimes i wonder about DBS.
last night, i had firmly decided not to go the dance, mostly because everytime i go, i end up standing there watching other people dance, while simultaneously wondering what i'm doing there. but in the end, i decided to go, because i wasn't really feelin sitting in Bellecino's. so i get there, i talk to a few people, pausing every now and then to observe. and as i observe, i notice how many girls i see grinding/humping/generally molesting these guys, who obviously have no qualms with it. and then i see girls just dancing like a non-skank. and the biggest surprise is, some go to church with me, some go to other churches on a regular basis. yet they seem to have no problem with totally whoring out.
now, don't get me wrong, because i have NO problem with dancing. in fact, i don't even have as much of a problem with "those" girls. but man, it just makes me sad. now, i may not be "popular" with the guys (and with those guys, i wouldn't want to be...), and no, i don't dance at all and i'm not jealous of them. i just find it awfully ironic that women fought for so long to have rights, and to become equal to men in our society, just so that we can throw ourselves onto and degrade ourselves in the sight of men??? people say to me, "but it's fun, and i love it, so why not? i'm not having sex with these guys, so what's the harm?" the harm is the image you give off. i don't think we should go back to the days of petticoats, corsets, and strict fundamentalism, but gahlee. where do we draw the line?
and it's not just the girl's fault either. guys, start respecting women. didn't anyone ever teach you any better? it's not all your responsibility, but geez. if you tell a girl (whether vocally or with your actions) that being a slut is what makes her attractive and worth your time, then you don't deserve to have her. i know that you all are a visual bunch, and that you are going to think about it on a pretty consistent basis, but you do not have to be slaves to lust. especially if you are in Christ.
no, i don't know what it's like to be in a mature, adult relationship, but i've sure seen what it's not like. sex and/or related activities do not make you an adult or more desireable. girls and guys alike, you are selling yourselves short! there is more to life than constantly worrying about how you look, or if he/she is paying attention to you. i know this sounds cliche, but if he or she doesn't treat you like the valuable person you are, he or she doesn't deserve you. seeing so many relationships from the outside looking in, i've really learned a lot of what i don't want.
also, what on earth is wrong with some people? last night for the first time, upon seeing the videos for "Ms. New Booty" and "Laffy Taffy", i left the dance. i just came from church, for goodness sake. i know i sound like an old lady, but gahlee. it was just sinful. that's the only word i can think of. no, i don't think that people that watch BET and MTV are all going to hell. but it was just a slap in the face of Christ. i thought about what He would think if He were standing beside me watching some of the stuff going on there. and it occured to me, that He was. He saw every bit of it, and i know that it hurt His heart. just as much as me yelling at my parents. just as much as me rolling my eyes and judging a friend. so my point is, don't sell yourself short. you are all valuable, regardless of what you've done. much love to you all, and good night. ---Cari | | |
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