Saturday, April 19, 2003  

spent the nite at dad's playing RISK. haha we stayed up till lyk 2 30am playing it. =P fun stuffers. my dad took all of s. america, africa, nd europe... i had the pewny australia, most of asia, nd most of n. america. my sister had lyk 50 armies in AFGANISTAN. hahaha it was awesum. then i woke up super early to go get shots. *shiver* it wasn't that bad... juss hate that numb feeling wen the stuff is injected. hehe omg i also had to take a BLOOD test kinda thing. so freaky... they used this litto plastic thingy... put it up to my finger.. i luk away... *SNAP* HOLY CRAP THAT HURTS.. then i luk at my hand agen nd the nurse is all squeezing blood into a tube. lol so freakin awesum buh painful. she almost did it on my LEFT hand...

"uh.. culd u do that on this hand..."
"why?? i thot u were right handed"
"o i am.. i play violin... "
"oo ok.. im not use to it but ok!"

so comforting. lol then i went to family christian book stores to get stacers sum stuff, nd i got dis awesumous cd!! X2003 =D best rock christian artists. numba one, toby mac get this party started!! lol there's O.C. Supertones tooz =D

didn't go to movies...

o yea. about last nite. lol
freakin awesum man. hehe every easter, i juss have to cry at sum point. i dont really lyk to cry, but i did.... i duno it so hard to understand... that skit steven nd stan stan did was super goood... did he really spit spitt in his face? i mean... u ken pass germs lyk that. haha anyways... yea wen john started crying... i lost it. hehe its so... indescribable. i mean we're such imperfect ppl. we continuously tear Jesus apart. lyk wut steven did in the skit... we slap, we spit, we knock out, nd kill him. but lyk stan... he still comes up to us to give us a hug... we're such stupid horrible ppl. but he tuk our pain for us. man, if we culd remember that alll the time, not juss at easter, that will truly be "shining". .. it makes me cry even now. so amazing nd unbelievable that the most perfect person who never did anything wrong.. wuld go through the beatings... the whips.. then thorns.. nails... nd slowly in pain suffocate to death.. nd for wut? measly litto humans he created. nothing comes close to that kind of love... -sigh- i need kleenex...

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