Tuesday, September 14, 2010

BAHHH

I am QUITE disappointed that I did not get a callback for a lead in the Wedding Singer. Oh well. I'll be in the ensemble and just have to try again next semester.

I'm positively DROWNING in homework currently. By 10 50 tomorrow, I need to have about 50 more pages of history read, and a whole chapter of macroeconomics. On top of the two chapters of theology I just did. Good thing I had two shots of espresso earlier today or this would be completely impossible. Hooray for not sleeping.

Everyone who reads this should come visit me at Greene's Beans. I make good coffee ;) promise

I think that everyone who reads this should also get their own blog and post about their life. I would read it, really! Anyone who gets one, I will follow you and comment and bug the heck out of you :)

And so we go.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

FIRST DAY AT SCCC

WHAT A DAY!

Ah. For starters, I was up at 5am. Yes, 5am. Why? Work. 6am. Why on earth they schedule me to work before school is beyond me. I have school Mondays and Wednesdays. Two days. Not that hard? Whatever. So I open Greene's Beans at 6:30am, and stay there til 10, then rush over to SCCC, change my clothes and hurry to my first class.

For the record, I felt like I was in high school. Or rather, what I imagine high school to be like since I was home schooled forever. It just seemed like it. So my first class was Western Civ. I totally thought this was going to be a boring class, and history is always boring anyways, but luckily I have a hilarious professor. He made jokes the whole time and really related to everyone. SO glad that my cool teacher happened to be my history teacher. History needs good teachers.

SO. I finish WC EARLY! Yessssssss. So I hang out in hallways (see? like high school) with Mike and his friends until about 10 minutes before my second class because I have to walk literally across the entire campus for my next class. With a book back full of textbooks/notebooks/lunch that I didn't have time to eat/wallet. (I intelligently invested in a backpack at the end of the day.)

Class #2: Acting. I am going to LOVE this class. The people in it were so cool: no judgment or just plain old rudeness. Everyone was very accepting. I'm going to be auditioning for the SCCC play (The Wedding Singer) and EVERYONE has to come see it whether I get a good part or not (but, y'know hope that I get a good part?).

AND FINALLY. Class #3: Spanish 2. This guy was no nonsense. He used up the entire class period (and a few minutes extra) and barely spoke ANY English. I was so lost, and brain dead from being up since BEFORE the crack of dawn. But I love Spanish and hopefully next class I'll be a little better rested.

BUT. It is time for Christina to go to bed, because she has to get up AGAIN at 5am. Wish me luck!

And so we go.

Monday, September 6, 2010

hi. hey.

For anyone who does not know yet, I am working at GREENE'S BEANS in SPARTA. Not to be confused with the Hackettstown store (yes there is one there too). I encourage everyone to come see me :) just text me to see if I'm there.

I start school Wednesday (eesh). I am SO not wanting to do school work, but I'm ready for fall and all that. I do feel a little bit like I've bit off more than I can chew, but maybe I'm wrong. We'll see how things go.

I am feeling a little bit under the weather, so your prayers would be appreciated.

If you have any questions for me, or just something to say:
http://formspring.me/littlefortini

And so we go.

Sunday, September 5, 2010

hoax...

Unfortunately that last post was just an email hoax. Go me for not checking. Anyways, it's been taken down. It sounded convincing tho...

Monday, August 30, 2010

WELL HOWDY DOO.

I now have a job! Quite exciting. Aha.

Whatever, I work at a coffee shop. Ironic right? I don't drink coffee. I don't even like it. With good reason. It makes me bounce off the wall. After the first day, my boss won't let me have it anymore. Wonder why.

In two days, there will be Freshman Orientation at SCCC. I'm going, which is probably silly because I've taken classes there before, and I'm only going to be here 2 semesters. But I hear they give you free flash drives. Aha. I'm a sucker for free stuff.

One of the weirdest things about GETTING OLD (which I am), is leaving youth group. And the reason this may seem weirder to me than it should is because I'm still here. It's not like I went away, you know? I'm still living in Sparta, going to the same church, seeing the same people...but not being a part of it anymore. *sniff* Ok I'm done being melodramatic.

I'm saving for a Macbook. Now, before you give me the 'they're so expensive and totally not worth it and why are you gonna do that" spheal, let me say this. I DO WHAT I WANT. Kidding. That was mean. Anyways, I really want one and the perks far outweigh the price so I'm gonna get one. And that free accompanying iPod Touch is quite appetizing. Speaking of iPods, I need a new Nano. Mine HATES ME. The batter dies after three hours. Sheesh.

Ok ok I'm done boring you. Have a nice day. Come get coffee ;)

And so we go.

Friday, August 20, 2010

What a lovely

LAST full week of August we are about to embark into. Can you believe it? I feel like I said this in my last post, but this summer is just going WAY too fast. I can't say I hate it thought because I'm really glad that it's going to be fall time again.

I feel weird saying this, but I like fall because the clothes are better. No SERIOUSLY. It's so much easier to dress with variety. I mean, in the summer it's kinda hard to make shorts and a t shirt look different than the same shirt and t shirt you wore the day before. And sundresses can only be worn so long before I go insane. But fall? and winter? Ahh. All sorts of goodies like jeans, and sweaters, and scarves, and vests and all that fun stuff that you can mix and match any single way you want.

Ok. Clothing shpheal over.

For my unfortunate semester at SCCC this fall, I'll be taking 4 classes that will transfer to PHC when I finally get there. Fortunately, I am only taking 3 of them at the college (the other online) on only two days. That'll free up time for working or otherwise occupying my time.

AND I am able to take a class online from PHC. It's a Theology class. Call me strange, but I am SO excited. I took a doctrine class in my sophomore year of high school and was thoroughly amazed at everything I learned, so I'm looking forward to this class and hoping it won't kill me with home work.

Job interview at Panera on Wednesday, wish me luck!

And so we go.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Ah yes, I am fully aware

That my posting has dribbled down to the level of 'all time loser blogger.' I am sorry! But not to worry, I will be getting back on track soon, definitely by the time the new school year starts.

I KNOW! A month left and the summer is over? How did this happen? What happened to July? Heck, where did JUNE go? Everything's been going so fast, probably because I've been going non stop pretty much since May. After the hurry of graduation and gradution party, then there was Creation to plan.

I never follow up posted about Creation, but like that's really necessary, because we all know what I would say. IT WAS AWESOME. Well, slightly less awesome because of how far away our campsite was from the main stage and merch tents, but they had periodic shuttles for that. I got to see all the bands I love, and discovered some new ones like The Letter Black, and Brian 'Head' Welch. Autographs and merch galore.

Less than two weeks after returning from Creation, I set off for Washington, DC for the Eagle Forum Collegiates Conference. That was incredibly educational, and also the perks of being in DC were good too. The link to Friday's conference can be found here. The first speaker is Hannah Giles, who helped bring down ACORN. If you fast forward to the Q&A after her speech, you can hear that I asked the only question she could not answer.

And this weekend I will be leaving for Outerbanks with my lovely *eh* extended family. We'll see how that goes...possibly some posting while I'm down there since I'll have so much time on my hands.

And so we go.

Monday, June 28, 2010

OMG CREATION!

YES I AM FREAKING OUT THAT MUCH!

Ok. Trying to calm down. Because I'm just going insane with excitement right now. I'm so excited I decided to pull an all nighter. Yeah. I'm serious. it's gonna be the best week of my life (I hope...)!

Anyway, the band I'm most excited for is SKILLET of course. That's a no brainer. They're the LAST band to play so they'll get to play extra long but I'm afraid I'll be dead tired by the time Saturday comes around. I'll just have to try to not kill myself in a mosh pit before then.

Some other bands are the Classic Crime, Tobymac, Switchfoot, Casting Crowns, Family Force 5, and a few other ones that have escaped me. And also, tons of amazing speakers that even me with my short attention span am completely absorbed in.

And of course I'm excited about spending time with my family (heart) especially DAD because we haven't had vacation/chill time since like LAST YEAR. Tons of friendsss will be there as well, and I finally have spending money that I can blow to my heart's desire on unnecessary impulse buys.

A few things I MUST get are: a new guitar pick necklace (BECAUSE I BROKE MINE!!), maybe a new guitar ring because mine is like big on me now and keeps falling off (I swear it hates me and is just trying to get away), TONS OF FREE T SHIRTS, a new pair of sunglasses (even tho I have a million already), and at least one new band t. And I'm going to NOT eat all that nasty cheap food like funnel cake, onion rings, monsters, rootbeer floats, and large popsicles. BLEGH.

Anywayyyy, I might be posting from my cellular telephone sporadically throughout the week so keep checking upp ;]



And so we go.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

I'm a Graduated Graduate!

Finally done! I walked down to the Pomp and Circumstance, I sat on that stage for HOURS, I moved my tassle, and BAM! I was free. And now...I'm not even sure what to do with myself. I suddenly realize that I won't be picking out my curriculum for next year. I won't be thinking about coop classes, or fine arts or anything.

Well, now that school is over I can finally have time to update this blog. But now I'm worried that I'll have nothing to talk about! All I ever posted was about school, but I guess now I can just move on to the subject of college.

Speaking of which: to answer the question everyone continues to ask me. No, I am not going away to college this fall. Unfortunately, I will be attending SCCC for the year. The plan was to apply for a full Journalism scholarship at Patrick Henry College, and since I missed the deadline for this fall, I was going to apply for the fall of 2011. But according to Standard Achievement Tests, I'm not smart enough for that. The scholarship is no longer available for me, but I will still be transferring in the fall of 2011 or possible the spring semester preceding it. I'm not very happy about not being able to go away this fall, so forgive my cynicism.
And so we go.

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Luke 14 Fair

On May 8th, the youth group of Sparta Evangelical Free Church will be hosting a fair for individuals of all ages with disabilities. The event will be led and organized by the youth group, and have booths and stands powered by volunteers from the church. It is the goal of the youth group to reach out to those who are looked at by the world as being less than someone who is considered ‘normal’, and love them even though they may not be able to give anything back in return.

The concept of this fair was a dream of a girl named Rachel Kuiken. She has had a heart for those with special needs, and desired to hold an event to show her own appreciation for those who are rarely recognized.

The fair will be held from 10AM to 2PM on May 8th. Those of all ages with disabilities and their families are invited to attend to enjoy a day of games and skits.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

New location

This blog has been moved to http://homeschoolednojoke.wordpress.com/

so go there to read it.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

anotherrrr essay

I wrote another essay for my Comp class that I'm gonna post on here. I didn't cite it, because I don't exactly remember where I got all this information. It's kind of something I've known for a long time. Although I was reading something recently on this subject, it wasn't anything I hadn't heard before. Like I've known the reasons behind why some people act the way they do. Thanks Mom and Dad x]

Anyway. Here it is. And I'll keep everyone posted on what kind of a grade I get on it. I wrote it today because I thought it was due tonight...but it's not until next week. Go figure. At least I have it done though. OK. I'll stop rambling and post the darn thing.

bee tee dubs....it's longer than the last one. Sorryyyy. Read anyway [:

The Dysfunctional Family

What is a dysfunctional family? There are many definitions, from absent parents to abusive siblings to chemical addictions to money problems to eating disorders. For now though, we will focus on the one that stems from chemical addiction. This could be prominent in any member of the family, but shows most of its effects when it is taken up by the head of the household. Picture a family: a father and mother, an oldest son, two daughters, then another son.
The father is an alcoholic. The reason for this can be accredited to a compilation of things. He began at a young age to drink socially, to fit in with his peers. As he got older, he still drank socially, but also used alcohol as a way to regulate the way he felt, and as time went on, to erase his feelings altogether when he could not bear them. He was not that far gone yet, though. He married a lovely woman, and produced a family of four children. However, his alcohol dependency was still evident. He would drink on weekends, and almost every other night of the week as well. This did not affect his job, generally, and he mostly led a normal life. Normal to the outside maybe, but his family will see otherwise.
The alcoholic’s wife is greatly affected by her husband’s addiction. As his alcohol problem worsens, and he is working less, she is forced to work a job to help pay the bills, which gives her less time with her children, and we will see soon how that will affect each of them. The wife, and mother, is forced into the role of the bill payer, and she frequently supports her husband’s alcoholism in ways not to her knowledge. As she works to keep the family afloat, she gives him less of a reason to do that very same thing and he sinks farther into his compulsion. Also, she covers up his habits by trying hard to make their family appear normal, and hiding the mistakes he makes. She will pick him up when he is out drunk, and bail him out of jail, so furthering his problem. He has no need to face his addiction or make a change, because his wife enables him to be how he is.
The first born son of the family has a hard life. He sees how his father’s addiction has taken hold of his life, and he determines to be nothing at all like him. He strives in school to achieve good grades, and he is one of the better athletes on his sports team. He is always winning awards, and being commended by those around him. He does this because he is seeking the affirmation he will not get at home from his father, who is too busy drinking, and his mother, who is too busy enabling her husband’s drinking. The son even falls into enabling his father’s addiction as well, by also bailing him out when his addiction has gotten him into trouble.
The oldest daughter has some of her brother’s characteristics, as well as her mother’s. She strives for approval, but cannot do too well in school, as she is stuck at home most of the time taking care of the house while her mother works. She becomes the primary caregiver while her mother is busy, and is deprived of her childhood. She does not have time for games, or friends, or her own life. She feels slighted because she spends her life doing what should be someone else’s job, and wishes for recognition, but is uncomfortable when she receives it.
The second daughter is much different from her sister. She is not strong and able to take care of a family. Instead she puts on a feeble front, and seeks attention from males, since she does not get any from her father. She is used and abused by most that pass her by, because she is too quick to accept anyone who will give her a kind word. She steadily becomes more and more emotionally unstable.
The youngest child is the rebel of the family. He looks up at his two oldest siblings, and sees that he cannot amount to his brother, and could never handle what his sister does, so he goes for the exact opposite. He hangs out with the wrong crowd, and experiments with drugs and alcohol. He is failing in school, does not do anything productive, and constantly needles at his siblings, causing strife for attention. While he is doing all this, he puts on a joking front in public. He is always the one laughing, or being laughed at, and he is ok with that. It is his safeguard because it is acceptance without having to let someone in too deep. On the outside, he is a joker, but on the inside, he is depressed.
Every single member of the family is drastically affected by one person’s chemical addiction, and not only in their lives outside of the home. When they are home together, everyone is constantly aware of the father’s mood. Anything could pique his temper and cause a fit of rage, and that could send the whole family reeling with fear. They tiptoe around him, and their relationships with each other fail because they are always concerned with what his reaction may to be to something as simple as someone singing through the house, or playing video games too loud, or running up the stairs. The second daughter now has a child, and the older daughter must take care of her. The older girl wishes she could run away but could not bear to leave her family because she knows they would not get by without her. The mother does not force her husband to face his situation because she is afraid of him, and thinks it better to just handle the household by herself.
Though the father looks at his own addiction and sees it as a letdown to himself, he fails to realize how much it affects his family. He does not see that he is pushing his wife to leave her family to work in his place. He does not see his oldest son working for approval because he will not get his father’s. He does not see his one daughter taking care of the home, or his other one being abused as she searches for love and admiration that she will not find from the one who she should first seek it from. He does not see his youngest son following him down the same path. He is oblivious, because he only looks at himself.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

last post..

That essay I posted last time--I just wanted to let everyone know that I got an A+ on it.

[:

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

kinda scaryy..

So I had to write an essay for my English Comp class on a particular event/person that changed or affected me drastically. I put it off til the day before, of course, because that's just how I roll. But I'm so glad I did, because I had some particularly changing events happen this past weekend. I wrote my paper on all of it, but I felt the urge to share it with other. I didn't exactly want to..but I heard a Voice telling me to. So this is my heart poured out in essay form. Be gentle with me.

(sorry it's a little long)

This past weekend I had the privilege to go away to Camp of the Woods with my youth group. It was a long awaited trip, and I have gone every year since I was a sophomore. Not one of those trips changed me the way this one did, and I was not the only one who felt that way.

We left around 6 o’clock on Friday evening. It was a long, grueling, noisy ride in a fifteen passenger van full of excited high school kids all eagerly anticipating the fun ahead of us. The four hour drive somehow turned into a six hour drive and we barely arrived at the camp before midnight. At that point I was dreading the session I knew we would have to sit through before we could finally go to sleep.

One of the leaders, Will, stood up front to talk to us. He explained how the weekend was going to go, what the rules were, and then he told us what he was going to be speaking on the following morning. He had prepared a lesson on the doctrine of Total Depravity, which is the principle of being absolutely nothing without Jesus Christ’s intercession for us. He explained how we were basically like dirt under the feet of a Holy God, and then he said “Does that sound bad? Tomorrow it will sound worse.” I was scared to hear the words I knew were true of my heart. The next morning I dreaded his talk. He laid it all out on the table the way I knew it was. I was disgusted at my own ways, and how incredibly inadequate I was compared to the perfection of God.

Will’s lesson would have been powerful enough in itself, but being the person he was, he went further to add an example. He walked over to a woman named Leanna. It is well known to everyone in the youth group that Leanna is an amazing artist, and devotes her life to her creations. He asked to borrow her sketchbook, and flipped through it to a beautiful drawing of a dragon. He brought it to the front of the room and began to scribble over it with pen. He perverted and destroyed her artwork, and as if that was not enough, he tore it to pieces in front of our very eyes. The shock in the room was thick. “That is what you do to God’s perfect design EVERY DAY! You’re all perverts” Will exclaimed harshly. I cast my eyes to the ground as I saw my fault signified perfectly in Will’s example. I was ashamed. I could feel the mortification radiating from my body.

Yet from the ashes of my pride that was destroyed by the lesson Will communicated so well, I was gently reminded of the grace of God towards a person like me. The patience He demonstrated with every mistake I made from the second I turned my life over to Him on November 21st, 2001. The beauty He could see in me, the plans He had for my life, the value I now had—all were a result of His mercy.

A few nights later, our group gathered again to discuss the events and teachings of the week. There were many questions and observations of all the sessions, but feedback was given most to Will’s message on our depravity. While many of the group, including myself, had complex examinations of the concept and our feelings about it, the whole was brought together in a simple inquiry from the boy sitting next to me.

“Why did he die for us?”

A lump caught in my throat as I thought of it. Why on earth would perfection in human form come down to this horrid earth to die a cruel and mocked death for someone like me? What could I ever do to earn that, or to deserve it? I searched and found no answer, because there is no explanation for it. I was not worthy, yet he found worth in me simply because I asked for salvation.

Our pastor, Matt, asked us all to bow our heads and close our eyes. After every eye was shut, he asked the group to dig deep in our hearts, and if we were to die tonight, would we be spending eternity in heaven, or in hell. I was sure in my heart that I belonged to my Heavenly Father. But I could not be sure of anyone else. After a few minutes, Matt requested that everyone with their head raised would come to the front of the room. I could not resist looking up, and the tears began to fall when I saw my friends, Josh, Becky, Adam, and Sam, standing up front before the cross.

They each dedicated their lives to Jesus that day. My heart was ready to burst when I realized that these friends and I would be living together in paradise for all of eternity together. We were brothers and sisters now.


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

lateeee

I was supposed to post last Saturday...but of course I didn't. We all know me. But at least I posted the link! There was a quote from me in there at the end..if anyone cared to read that far.

The weather in DC was PERFECT! There was none of that yucky snow/rain that everyone was saying we were gonna get. It wasn't too cold, and it was SUNNY! Yessssss.

I have to say...the Krispy Kreme donuts at the end...they just made it all worth while. All the walking, aching feet, and lack of sleep was forgotten when I saw those donuts.

Right. We're supposed to be talking about the MARCH. There were SO many people there! And all different too. There was lots of loud chanting. And Nicole was our free ticket through any crowd at all.

At one point, I saw a kid staring at her. And I gave him a good 30 seconds to correct himself, but of COURSE he didn't. So I told him "Staring at her won't make her any less weird." I don't think I've ever seen anyone turn that red. And it was all topped off by Mom's comment.

"That was epic."

FEAR ME!

Christinaaa

Thursday, January 21, 2010

March for Life, DC

Finally! Tomorrow is the March for Life! We'll be leaving around 7:30 on a bus down to DC, arriving roughly around noon. Our group is still the LARGEST group of home schoolers to attend this event. It amazes me to see how many of my friends and peers are so passionate about abortion and are willing to make an effort for the voices of the unborn to be heard.

I'll be posting on Saturday (hopefully) a more extended post about the March, but tomorrow I might send a few live updates from my phone, and maybe a few pictures. Unfortunately those pictures will also be from my phone as I have no other way to get pictures up until after Saturday any other way. I can't promise much quality but I'll do my best.

"Truly children are a gift from the Lord; the fruit of the womb is a reward." (Psalm 127:3)

"God… from my mother’s womb had set me apart and called me through his grace." (Galatians 1:15)

"I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." (John 10:10)


And so we go,

Christina

Monday, January 4, 2010

birthdays, concert, MARCH!

So much happening soon!

Let's start with my BIRTHDAY that is so SLOWLY approaching..but this Friday I will FINALLY be able to sit behind the wheel of a car and scare all those who dare traverse the highways on that fateful days. I hear the New Jersey Herald has let out a cautionary message about using public roads on that day. Wonder why...

So there is a new band rising in popularity...or it should at least. The name is F.i.R.E., which stands for Faith in Redemption Everlasting. It is a group of five boys who got together about a year ago to play their music. One of these is my brother, the scrawny one. They are having their FIRST ever official gig...opening for a band named Safelanding, at Brookdale Baptist Church in Bloomfield, NJ. The day is this Saturday, January 9th, and the doors open at 6:30pm. Cost is $5 per person. Good inexpensive night for fun and worship and music. Bring your friends, come check out the bands.

Last, the March for Life. This will be taking place on January 22nd, which is a Friday? I believe. I will be taking a bus down to DC with a group of other homeschoolers. We just so happen to be the largest homeschooled group to attend this event. Oh YEAH. This event is to protest abortion and to support pro-life movements. I hope to see many more people this year than last year. Help support a good cause!

--Christina to the World