OK..OK ...I'm still alive and kicking- i dint even think anyone read these things- sorry- ummm......i'll write back when i get back from Israel-that's right- ISRAEL- i think im so excited i could pee my pants....oopsie!-hahaha

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i'm lookin for a hard headed woman- one who take me for myself. And if i find my hard headed woman I wont need nobody else-no, no no. I've known alot of fancy dancers people who will glide you on the floor- they act so smoothe but have no answers..wo,wo. Then you ask why you come here for. I don't know....im lookin for a hard headed woman one who'll make me do my best and if i find my hard headed woman, i know th erest of my life will be blessed, yes, yes, yes.

Cat look no further. i'm right here.

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Last nights experience was too great to not share on my xanga-

Last night was my first kickball game in livermore. That's right- Kickball. I was informed we had to wear something with a number on it- so i got blinding yellow shorts, a bright blue soccer shirt, black legwarmers (a necessity in my kickball hand book), my wrist bands, and sweat headband to match- i was ready to dominate that diamond field. Colby and Kristen (my former roommate) were there as well- Kristen had on grey an dpink legwarmers, to go with her pink soccer jersey, and red/pink sports skirt- and colby wore a collared shirt with the sleeves cut off- and his number was 3.14, with the sign for pi right above it, and a yellow tie to complement his orange goggles-

I got to their house at 6:45pm and the game started at 7:45pm- when i walked in they had music blaring, as kristen was warming up in the corner, running in place with her knees up- i started to stretch. We got in the car and blared the radio singing at the top of our lungs whatever song came on. The windows rolled down, our hair blowing everywhere!

Then we got on the field, and got our first look at our opponents- ALL IN UNIFORM, MATCHING- down to their shoes they wore the same attire, and stern faces, intimidation written all over them- but we werent afraid, we knew we have what it takes-

so we waited for our team, and warmed up- most of us hadn't played since elementary school, but we knew we had it in us- we got on the field chanting cheers like-"we want a pichter not a belly itcher"- and our own rendition of  "hey kicker, kicker, kicker, kick, kicker, kicker, kicker"- we went full force holding nothing back- but alas, it wasnt enough, and we lost 6 to 10- DEFEATED- but we are ready for next week, and we're gonna kick-ball some ass!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why is it so scary when you realize that- once you've fully committed yourself to God, you've FULLY committed your life to him.

I am so afraid of giving full reign to Him, but I know there are only 2 options- A) Give him full reign, and be in his will.

B)Do it myself, every once in a while let god have control, but basically do what i ultimately want.

that's it- there is no 3rd option of just me myself and no god- because i know there is a god, i know he's real, and i would be lieing to myself if i said otherwise.

so here i am, sitting at home stressing what the future holds. And struggling with who will have control. I want to give it to him, but i'd be lieing if i said it's totally the desire of my heart- it's not, i want control. I'm human.

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