It's Good bye Day

It's my last day as a resident of Kenosha, WI. Tomorrow I leave for Nicolet. I've got to admit, it has totally sneaked up on me. About a month ago, I was pure excited to go. As it gets closer, though, I get more and more nervous... almost to the point where I'm not excited at all. I've a lot of crap packed up, I'm just about ready to go, but it still feels like I wont be leaving for a long time. I guess tomorrow when I wake up I will feel surprised that the day hath come.

Either way, I know this year will be a grand adventure. Gimme one week, and I'll be blogging about how awesome it is at Nicolet!

Nicolet

He asked me "Are you ready to go to Nicolet?"
I says "Heck no!" I got nothing packed.
"Not licked packed ready but ready to leave ready"

As the days are counted down to the day I leave, I seem to become more and more apprehensive about going. I guess it's just really hitting me now. I AM going to Nicolet, to be gone for a WHOLE YEAR. I talked with Craig about what Nicolet will be like, but that was a long time ago... I forgot most of what he said. I just feel more and more unprepared, and I get nervous b/c I really don't know what to expect.

So I'm nervous. Excited. Unprepared. Anxious. Pumped. Dreaded. Bedazzled (not really, but it's a cool word, isnt it?). Either way, it's going to be a wicked awesome year... I hope!

I did another one of those things where before you do it, you know it's wrong, but you go ahead and do it anyways. Somebody save me from myself.

Turns out it was my fault all along. I failed. Right from the start. Kept on failing right through the end. Sorry doesn't cut it, but I am.

Dryed Out

Sitting in church on Sunday, I look around. People look bored, almost dead. I talk to people about the service. They complain about worship feeling stagnant and not really exciting; they complain about the message being dry and boring. It's all about them. They think it's all about them. God demands you worship, even if the music isn't your style. God still speaks truth through people, even if you are bored by it, or when you don't connect with the speaker. When are they gonna stop being selfish and listen to their creator?

2 crazy days

So Tuesday I get up at 8 to scrape paint off of Everette Barks' house. Did that till about 2, then played 27 holes of disc golf. Then a 5 hour bike ride (ok, not that long, but it seemed like it). Spent the night at Adam's house. Stayed up till 3. Then Wednesday got up at 9 and went to six flags all day. Steak dinner at Lone Star. Drive around for an hour. Come home and jump on computer. Man, that's just too much for me to do. I think I gotta go to six flags again tomorrow with my little sister. Boy oh boy am I tired.

What's up?
I have been up to no good.
Starting forest fires.
Stealing candy from babies.
Breaking the law.
Thieving Identities.
Killing innocent rocks.
Lying.
Drive-by shootings.
NOT EATING MY VEGETABLES!
You?

Cheater

So, this idea of cheating popped up in church today. Pastor Anderson used this verse today and it got me thinkin...

"You will call me 'my husband'; you will no longer call me 'my master.'" God says that's in Hosea 2:16. So in my mind these questions pop up: Does that mean each time we sin, we cheat on God? How many times will God let us cheat on Him before He stops alluring us back?


Those questions kinda make me feel bad, and they scare me. Being cheated on feels horrible, and I cheat on God each time I sin. It kind of makes me want to not sin. Ever again. What do you think?

Disc Golf, y el basso

So I'm officially hardcore hooked on disc golf. This past week I went about 4 or 5 times. This week I'll do the same. Adam lost my first and favorite disc a few times ago, and last time I went, Jesse found it. My hope is restored. I've been discing it at Parkside's course. It's a decent course, its much shorter than Indianola's. They are redoing half of the course, so Adam and I thought holes 7-11 were being built, but last time I went, I found them. So me and Adam will go tomorrow and show those holes who's boss.

Today I get to play bass in church. I can't decide if I should enjoy it or view it as a chore. I don't really want to play bass my last sunday here, but w/e. It's been a few months since I've played my bass; I've been playing Jon's bass there in Indianola. So it will be good to get back in touch with my own bass.

Let's get it on!

Mad

Do you ever do something knowing that it will make you mad? Man does that make me mad! It's like it hurts so good. But I hate it! AHHHH!!!!!!!!

Noah's Ark

Yesterday I went to Noah's Ark, America's Largest water park, located in Wisconsin Dells. Not the best day to go there weather-wise, but not the worst. Lines were super short. We didn't wait more than like ten or 15 minutes for any ride. "We" is me, the Medina family -Grandma, and the Gerlach family -Tim. It was just a blast. It sucked getting up at 7 in the morning, but it was definitely worth it. There were so many funny things that we said and did, it was just unforgettable. "Excuse me, are these free samples? ...Yes sir they are... Well, then how much do they cost?... nothing, they're free... so you're telling me there is no charge for these samples? ...yes sir, totally free... well, let me go grab my wallet then, how much did you say they were?... i said they were free... oh, well i dont have enough money then. bye." Man adam and I laughed hard for a good five or ten minutes. like the laughing to where your stomach starts to hurt and tears are pouring out of your eyes. Good times, they are amazing.

Home

So I'm home. Home in Kenosha. It's good to be back, but it sucks to be back. There's things I really missed here, but there are things I now miss from Indianola. It's kinda like an emotional roller coaster. One minute I'm having a great time, the next minute I'm depressed about missing you guys from ICC. Even though I usually enjoy what I do, I just can't stay happy for very long. It's just kinda rough on me all this moving and changing and stuff.

Potluck/Baptism/Pool Party

Lastnight, at the Indianola Aquadic center, ICC held it's annual baptism party. Let me tell you, I haven't had that much fun for awhile. Just hanging out with all my childs was fun. I had such a blast. It kinda sucked having that pool party two days before I leave, because now it's even harder to say good bye. Now I'm totally at a point where I know a ton of the students at ICC and I just hate to leave them now! I'm going to work my hardest to come back as much as I can (which will probably be like every 3 months or something liker that). Just want you guys to know that you're great, you're wonderful, and I'm going to miss you tons.