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Name: Jordan
Metro: Denton
Gender: Male
Interests: not living for me, lest my life be a complete waste...music, guitar, world cultures, literature, photography, traveling, enjoying it while it lasts...
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AIM:  artishard1985
Member Since:
1/11/2004
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| All I can say is...I better not have made an F on my World Lit research paper. | | |
| Ok first of all, I haven't updated in a while. This is true because it's actually better to write in a real journal. You all should try it. No one has to 1) see you fall apart when that girl or guy broke your heart, or 2) talk about how your life sucks, or 3) get totally annoyed that you're trying to act like something you're not. Because really, why else do you do this other than to be seen? I won't lie, it feels good to be seen. But not when you're not real. It's all what you want others to see. That's why I'm actually spending valuable time saying all of this because I want it heard.
So I have a story that will definitely add to your life.
A few weeks ago, my good pal Hannah and I decided to wait outside the freshman guys' dorm with airsoft guns. We didn't go with the intention of shooting anyone...uhh...of course we did (I know that's usually what they say after someone gets shot, but come on, why do you have a gun if you're not going to shoot people? We're not stupid.). So when all the little alien children came in to land back at their alien home for alien curfew, we were ready for stragglers. This poor little alien pulls up about 20 minutes late in his hot new spacecraft SUV, and you know I couldn't resist this. As he walked past the car I hid behind, I took aim and shot him in the neck. He yelled out some words that seemed to be in his native home planet language...they were of no use to me...and he ran for cover.
All this to say, if I catch any of you little space terds running around actin' a fool...well...don't say I haven't warned you.
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| Here's some pictures from this summer so far...enjoy.
Lyndi and Brit'ni are funny people.
I don't know why Barrett is acting this way.
These girls make me laugh!
This is a cool picture of Leah...who took it? Seriously...
Micah is a stud.
That's all for now...thank you, come again.
What a great summer. | | |
| Some time ago, I would have told you that life is about doing, about jumping through religious hoops, about impressing other people. My actions would have told you this is done by buying possessions or keeping a good image or going to church. I don't believe that anymore. I believe we are supposed to stand in deserts and marvel at how the sun rises. I think we are supposed to sleep in meadows and watch stars dart across space and time. I think we are supposed to love our friends and introduce people to the story, to the peaceful, calming WHY of life. I think life IS spirituality. | | |
| I think to myself about the weight in my pack. Last night, Paul and I talked a bit about all the stuff that we carry with us, all the weight we walk around with, emotional baggage, thinking we need stuff we don't need...I kept thinking about it, and how much stuff I walk around with, about how life is a dance and God just meant for us to enjoy life, not getting bogged down in sin and religion. Just to be good, it seems like, is the point of life; be kind to people; don't hate anybody; forgive people because we all make mistakes. I know there are always going to be exceptions to this kind of thinking, but it seems like life would be better if we could just let go of the thought we need more and more stuff to be happy, more and more of the approval of others.
~ Through Painted Deserts, Don Miller | | |
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