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Thursday, December 31, 2009

Reflections on a Decade

So I've known for weeks that 2009 was coming to an end, but I only realized a couple of days ago that so is an entire decade.

It still feels weird to have gotten to an age at which I can even remember something that happened 10 years ago. I do, though. I pretty clearly remember the whole freakout surrounding Y2K. We had a whole freezer in our basement full of bottled water and canned vegetables.

Since I can remember the whole decade, I might as well, right?
So here is my decade in review: the Oties according to Kate.

Loved: borrowing friends' Backstreet Boys' Millenium CDs to listen to on my discman, Crazy Bones, Pokémon
Moments: graduating from elementary school, my cousin Courtney's wedding, starting middle school
Thought that: jean jackets went with everything
Loved: that George W. Bush ousted Bill Clinton, The Princess Diaries
Moments: September 11
Mmm, that's all I remember.
Loved: Harry Potter books, track and volleyball, Aeropostale
Moments: Getting braces, my cousin Kyle's wedding
Thought that: John Mayer was overrated
Hated: science class
Loved: Clay Aiken/American Idol, track, A Walk to Remember, running with my dad
Moments: Getting braces off and ears pierced, graduating from middle school, switching to the local public school (where they gave all the students iBooks), finding out the whole fam was moving to who's ever heard of Kentucky, getting my own iBook, seeing Clay Aiken live
Thought that: Clay and I were destined to be together
Moments: surprise going-away party, moving to Kentucky, realizing I liked Kentucky better (thank you), running cross-country, getting hurt, seeing Clay Aiken live again...and again
Loved: Kentucky and all it entailed, running, my iBook, CIY, Ichthus
Hated: Honors chem as a freshman (Good one, Pennsylvania!), Napoleon Dynamite
Thought that: 4-6 weeks meant 4-6 weeks
Loved: that George W. Bush stayed president, MySpace, YouTube, Spanish class, CIY, doing stats for the cross country team
Moments: physical therapy, being in a wheelchair, turning 16 (in said wheelchair), getting my driver's permit, my cousin Brady's wedding
Thought that: trucker hats were genuinely kind of cute
Moments: getting my driver's license, more physical therapy, prom (dress, hair, date, DRAMA), starting senior year, trip to Betsy's houseboat, WCHS cross country at state
Loved: MySpace, Facebook, cell phones, CIY
Loved: Spring break, senior trip, doing class publicity, new Asbury friends, The Office
Moments: deciding to go to Asbury, prom again (dress, hair, date, DRAMA again), graduating (got to walk first out of a class of 260-ish because of my last name!), seeing Harry Potter at midnight, tearing up at the end of the last Harry Potter book, working at the Stewart Home, starting college
Hated: the ACT, skinny jeans, AP calc
Loved: David Archuleta, Twilight, the mall
Moments: becoming an Asbury Ambassador, trip to Western, visiting MC and Lola's houses, freshman formal, working at SHS again, meeting David Archuleta with Becki, going to the UGA vs. UK game, trip to SCAD with Jack and my mom, traveling to see Duke docs...to no avail
Hated: the caf
Loved: my jobs (daycare, admissions, PR), Kris Allen, blogging, Gilmore Girls, small group, babies, graphic design class, Glee
Moments: new physical therapists, trip to Eastern, getting to introduce Jack in chapel, another houseboat trip, visiting Tay's and Jenelle's houses, homecoming, another new physical therapist, meeting Needtobreathe with Linds
Hated: studying

So there it is, my decade in review. I'm sure I'm forgetting things, but I suppose that's what I get for trying to sum up 10 years in one sitting. It's been a good decade for sure–one punctuated by a move, an injury, an obsession with American Idol, graduation and school transitions, and relationships with my friends and family.

I can only hope that the next decade will be as good. Will it bring healing? A college degree (or two)? A husband and babies? More time with my lovely friends and fam?

Here's to hoping!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

Dear Gaspard Ulliel,

I know we don't know each other, but I think you are just darling
–that you have a certain je ne sais pas
and that you should move right on over to America.
The only thing I will be able to say to you in your native language is
je t'aime,
but I will say that a lot.

Actually, I can also throw around such terms as


au contraire

and genre

potpourri, voilà, and encore.

(Oh, and I also know a few lines from "Lady Marmalade," but I will refrain from repeating those.)

images via here and here

I will give you a tour of America, s’il vous plaît.
Okay? Okay.

A très bientôt j’espère.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Home for Christmas

My favorite night of the year, hands down, is the annual Christmas party/sleepover with all my girls from home. It's so hard to get all 9 girls in one place at one time these days, so the time that we spend together seems to fly by.

Tuesday evening we met at Jenna's for this get-together.
Jenna, our host, and Brooke

It was my sixth time participating in this get-together. My first was in 2004 during my sophomore year of high school, the first Christmas that I lived in Kentucky! That seems like longer than five years ago. It's so amazing to me that the friends I made within a month of moving to Kentucky are still my best friends!
Betsy came all the way up from Auburn!

We all brought something for a potluck, and I must say that these girlies are awesome cooks! Brooke even made rolls from scratch before our very eyes! It made me miss our every-other-Friday potlucks in high school. Everybody would sign up to bring a main dish or a side dish or a dessert, etc., and we'd share it in the cafeteria!

Lindsay looking pretty in pink

Our gift exchange was ridiculously fun! We played a game with dice for which you had to roll double sixes before you could take a gift from the middle. Once everybody had a gift, we had five minutes to roll snake eyes. Every time somebody rolled snake eyes, she could steal someone else's gift and give the other person hers. We all kept rolling snake eyes, so we were all stealing like crazy!

Kristina and Laura on the couch!

At one point during the evening, we all bundled up and walked the half-block down to Kristina's house to serenade her parents and grandparents with Christmas carols (a.k.a. Jingle Bells, O Holy Night, and...the National Anthem? Don't ask.) I hope to post video of our singing when Kristina uploads it to Facebook.
Stephanie keeping warm!

After caroling, we watched old movies (most from before I even moved here but a couple from after my move). It was so funny to see how everybody looked back pre-braces and pre-straighteners, etc. I can't help wishing I'd gotten to spend those years with them. I'm so happy that we've remained friends through college and still have years of friendship ahead of us!

Emily, the soon to be bride!

Emily's upcoming wedding was a hot topic of conversation all evening! I am so excited to see her get married this summer and for all the fun leading up to the wedding. She promised she would still be at our Christmas party next year! I love knowing that we're all staying close even as we get older.

Here's the only group picture I have for now, but we took a billion on others' cameras, so I will put a better one up once everyone uploads to Facebook.

I love these girls. Love is an understatement. I adore/cherish/treasure them. Hanging out with them was such a blast. (I even looked at my phone when I thought it was a little past midnight and realized it was 3:52 in the morning!) I only wish the night had lasted longer. Until next year!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Current Obsession: Odosketch

If you know me, you know I love to obsess over things!
(I say, why like something when you can love it?)

Well, I just found out about odosketch like 15 minutes ago via Happiness Is, but I already think it is obsession-worthy!
You can sketch online and then replay what you drew.

This duck is my first attempt. (If it's not moving anymore, reload the page, and it will start over.)

But look at what some pros have done:

I'd love to see what some of you girls can sketch, so blog if you try it!
I recommend listening to John Mayer's new stuff while you do it!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

I love romantic comedies!

Perhaps little too much, in fact.

I've been looking forward to this one for several months now (basically ever since I saw the cast list).
Can we talk about the fact that it stars Anne Hathaway, Ashton Kutcher, Bradley Cooper, Emma Roberts, Eric Dane, George Lopez, Hector Elizondo, Jamie Foxx, Jennifer Garner, Jessicas Alba and Biel, Julia Roberts, Kathy Bates, Patrick Demspey, Queen Latifah, Shirley MacLaine, Taylors Swift and Lautner, and Topher Grace?

Can we talk about the fact that it's directed by Garry Marshall, and I've loved him ever since he directed one of my all-time faves, The Princess Diaries?

Can we talk about this second trailer that they just released yesterday? I'M SO EXCITED.

Who wants to be my valentine and go see it with me?

Wednesday, December 16, 2009


I just handed in my fiction portfolio, and I've rarely felt so accomplished.

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I am one final away from being a free woman.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

On your feet for good

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"The suffering won't last forever. It won't be long before this generous God who has great plans for us in Christ–eternal and glorious plans they are!–will have you put together and on your feet for good. He gets the last word; yes, he does."

1 Peter 5:10-11 (The Message)

Sunday, December 6, 2009

I love Christmas

I love strings of white lights and hot chocolate and sales at the mall and wrapping presents and Christmas music and how the whole world kind of feels like a cheesy holiday movie. (I'm watching one on Lifetime right now in the dorm room with the girlies!)

But I found out that NOBODY ELSE in my family wants a Christmas tree this year.

image via weheartit

So I don't really know how to cope with this. But I'm going to do my best to change my family's minds, and I'm going to keep on pretending that life is a movie and that people are jollier and cookies are sweeter and time is slower just because it's Christmas.

Friday, November 27, 2009

I am T-Pain.

Okay, obviously, I'm not.
But I did play with the much-talked-about "I am T-Pain" iPhone app for like two hours with Brooke on Wednesday night and did not want to put it down!

Basically it just takes your voice and auto-tunes it. Auto-tune was developed originally to correct the vocals of people like Ashlee Simpson who can't really sing but are singers anyway. T-Pain is famous because he was one of the first people (alongside Cher, of course – "Believe," anyone?) to use auto-tune to distort voices and make them kind of mechanical and able to hit waaay too many notes.

If you have not yet experienced the wonders of auto-tune, I bring you a couple of videos.

(Pardon a little language in this one.)

Even if you don't like Kanye, just wait out the first 40 seconds or so and see Charlie and Harry get auto-tuned!

The problem is that I keep getting these auto-tuned songs stuck in my head. For the record, it is very hard to hit like twelve notes that span three octaves in one syllable. (Not that I normally hit all the notes.)

Wednesday, November 25, 2009


Yay! The adorable Belen tagged me back in the day for a music survey thing, and it has taken me this long to respond, but here I go!

Image. Aren't they adorable?

The rules:
1. Write down the title and the artist.
2. The songs have to be in English; it's universal.

Top 40s at the moment
(I don't know if this means I list my top 40 songs of the moment or go through the American top 40 and pick the ones I like right now. I'm going to do the second. Ryan Seacrest's site, here I come!)
"Party in the USA" by Miley Cyrus (2)
"Down" by Jay Sean (3)
"Already Gone" by Kelly Clarkson (6)
"You Belong with Me" by Taylor Swift (9)
"Fireflies" by Owl City (10)
"One Time" by Justin Bieber (15)
"Fallin' for You" by Colbie Caillat (17)
"Body Language" by Jesse McCartney (25)
"Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga (28)

3 songs to represent my current feelings
"Where the Streets Have No Name" by U2
"Forgiven and Loved" by Jimmy Needham
"Tidal Wave" by Owl City

Wedding: "On a Night Like This" by Dave Barnes
Sexy: "Red Meets Blue" by Matt Werz
I hate my ex; he's a real jerk: "Since U Been Gone" by Kelly Clarkson
(Is there any other option, really?)
R&B Night: "Respect" by Aretha Franklin
Diamond: "Her Diamonds" by Rob Thomas
(I don't really know what diamond means for a song, so I hope that counts.)
Eccentric: "Superfabulous" by BT
British: "Fix You" by Coldplay
Adorable: "FNT" by Semisonic

I'm tagging Tay, Lola, MC, DJ, and Holland!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Wow, I kind of haven't blogged in FOREVER.

I know. I know. I've been a horrible blogger!
But I've been an AWESOME student!
Over the last month or so that I haven't posted, I've had lots of blog ideas come to mind and no time to put them into words and post them! I will try to give a really quick overview.

October 22: Drive with best friend Tay to her house for Fall break!

We might have listened to this song way too much.
And we might have stopped at this place too many times.
(Um, talk about yummy sweet tea! Why aren't these all over the country?)
Oh, and I might have jumped around a little in Taylor's house when I got the call that I won homecoming for the junior class!

October 25: Find out that best friend Emily got engaged to a great guy!
Can wait to see her as a beauuutiful bride this summer!

October 30: Get all dolled up for homecoming court and take too many pictures!
(Oh, and I might have worn that dress I blogged about wanting a while ago!)
With the girls!
With friend/small group leader/boss Abby!
Oh, also, it was such fun that my counterpart was one of my best friends, Micah!

October 31: Realize that I don't have a Halloween costume and decide last minute to be the swine flu!
Here I am with Tay (a.k.a. Blair Waldorf of Gossip Girls) She's acting like she doesn't want to catch the swine flu, but really she loves me.
Don't I have the cutest friends ever?

November 5: Go see my new physical therapist for the first time. Praying praying praying that I'm gonna get better.
Have a spur of the moment photo shoot with (almost) all my besties!
Isn't Kentucky/Asbury beautiful in the fall?
Aren't my friends gorgeous?

And awesome?

Yes, yes, I believe so.

November 19: Brush my teeth, put on my pajamas, turn down my covers, set my alarm, pick out my clothes for the next day, pack my backpack and go to bed go with all the girlies to see New Moon at the midnight showing!
(Despite the fact that I had a test the next day! College!)
Why, yes, we did sweet talk the ushers into taking us into an empty theater so that we could get the best seats and then save 19 of them for friends! What can I say, majoring in public relations pays off sometimes!

November 20: Get two hugs because it is National Hug a Cross-Country Runner Day.
And it kind of made my day...to still be considered that, I suppose.

I think that just about catches us up to now!

I know it looks like college has been nothing but fun and games this semester, but I've actually been working my behind off!

I cannot wait until Thanksgiving break! After that, I'll only have 10 more class days and one finals week until I'm a senior. BWHAAAT!? College just started!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Dear professors,

I bet you thought you'd outdo me this weekend. Didn't you?

Well, guess what.

I got it all finished.

Take that!

Monday, October 12, 2009

I've been tagged!

For the first time in my blogging career, I have been tagged. I know. I'm excited about it.
For what, you ask? Well, for the Honest Scrap Award.
By whom, you ask? By the lovely Belen of this fun blog, whom I mentioned before in this post.

Apparently, I am to post ten honest things about myself.

I have decided to use the same questions that Belen used.

1. What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Running in 53 degree weather on a Saturday morning when the whole world is still quiet and foggy and covered in dew. Showering afterwards and going to the mall with my mom because I have no homework. Arriving home having found a bunch of great sales. Eating dinner with the whole fam. Hopping back into the car to drive to Brooke's house to have a sleepover with all my girls, both those from home and those from school. Brownies included.

2. What is your most treasured possession?

Is it bad if I say my MacBook? Because...probably my MacBook. I like my glasses a lot, too. Not that I have to wear them, just how much nicer they are than my old ones.

3. If you had to describe yourself in one word, what would it be?

Passionate. I know that word has some weird connotations, but it literally means "having, compelled by, or ruled by intense emotion or strong feeling."

4. What is your greatest fear?

That my legs will never get better and I'll have to live my whole life without running

5. Which talent would you most like to have?

I would LOVE to be able to sing. Like this one here.

6. What is your biggest regret?
Getting hurt? I don't know. I don't know who I'd be if I hadn't gotten hurt.

7. What or who is the greatest love of your life?
My family, my friends, running, Target, M&Ms,
American Idol, graphic design, Coca-Cola, blue jeans, naps, The Gap, Georgia, The Office, weddings...

(For those of you who don't watch the show, the pic is of The Office's Jim and Pam.)

I just love lots of things. See number 3.

8. What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

My perfectionism, but I'm working on it. I read the other day that Ann Wilson Schaef once said that "Perfectionism is self-abuse of the highest order."

I have no idea who Ann Wilson Schaef is, but I agree with her.

9. What would you be doing right now, if nothing could stop you?

Running. Have we established that already?

10. What do you value most in your friends?

Loyalty, companionship, and honesty

I will be tagging some of you crazy kiddos tomorrow to fill this out yourselves, but now I need to go to bed because it's late and I'm giving a persuasive speech tomorrow at 9:25! DUMB.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Five years later.

Today, October 5, 2009, is the five-year anniversary of my quitting running due to leg pain.

For a long time, I didn’t have a date to pin it to. I remembered the moment, that final foot-strike when I thought to myself that I simply could not take the pain anymore. It was as if someone had replaced my shinbones with blades, and I’d been running on those blades for a few weeks before I finally quit. I missed cross-country practice that day, so I set out to do a five-miler in my own neighborhood. I only went one mile.

I’ve known that it was Tuesday of fall break of my sophomore year of high school, but the date itself was elusive. Woodford always used to put their fall breaks on the first full week of October, however, and Sunday I checked a 2004 calendar to see what the date itself was. October 5, 2004. The beginning of it all.

Part of me wishes I could sum it all up—talk about the struggles and the tears and the lessons and then end with some great epiphany. The meaning of it all, finally realized five years later.

But it’s so much bigger than that. It’s messy and beyond my comprehension. I can talk about some of what I’ve learned, some of what I’ve wondered, some of what I’ve hoped for and dealt with and experienced, but it would take a whole book and several more years and great emotional capacity to put it all into words and make it all pretty and neat.

I remember when I went to the first doctor. The first of, at this point, eleven. He gave me only a vague diagnosis: overuse injury. Take off four to six weeks, stretch and ice, and return to running after that. I remember that I started crying as I walked out of the doctor’s office. I asked my mom how in the world I was supposed to go four to six weeks without running. That’s like telling me to go four to six weeks without sleeping, I said. I have to run. I can’t function without running.

And somehow, somehow, four to six weeks has turned into five to who-knows-how-many years. I was 15 when it happened, and now I’m 20. I feel like a completely different person. I’m most definitely at a different stage in my life. But I’m still battling the pain—physical and emotional—and my own inability to do that which I love most.

I knew I wanted to write about it today, but I didn’t know what to say, and I didn’t think I had time. I’ve been so busy lately with classes and work that my brain is always constantly shifting from one task to the next. I have to plan out all my work a couple of weeks in advance just to make sure I get it all done on time.

But I was on the phone with my mom this morning, and I was telling her about a short story I’m writing for fiction class. I’ve been frustrated with it lately because I felt like I had a great beginning to the story but absolutely no clue how to end it. The story is about a woman who had a miscarriage, so I hesitated to ask my mom about her own because I thought it would bring back such sad memories.

When I did ask her about it, however, and expressed my concern that my asking might make her sad, she said, “I wouldn’t say that the miscarriage was a gift. I would never say that, but, oh, honey, looking back on it now, I see that I have the three most wonderful children on the planet.”

And I don’t really think it’s any coincidence that I had this conversation with her this morning. I got to hear about the good that came out of one of the lowest points of her life on the anniversary of the beginning of the most painful thing I’ve ever dealt with. And lately I’ve begun to see that even though I would never ever consider this a gift, and most days I just want to cry and scream at my legs to get better, that a lot of good has come out of it.
That is undeniable.

So here it is, just two of the good things that have come out of it, as neatly packaged as I can manage. I know I’m just brushing the surface of the lessons I’ve learned, but that’s all I can do for now.

1. I’m able to empathize with others who suffer.

Dealing with my own pain and the emotional struggle of desperately wanting something unattainable has made me aware of just how many other people are dealing with pain in their own lives. There’s the pain that comes, like mine, from a physical injury. It has the tendency to drain every bit of energy and hope and optimism out of you. It’s just a weight that you carry around, a constant concern.

Then there’s the pain that comes from having your hopes dashed. You know that song from Les Mis? I’m not sure anybody’s ever put it better than that:
“I dreamed a dream in time gone by / When hope was high / And life worth living … But there are dreams that cannot be / And there are storms we cannot weather / I had a dream my life would be / So different from this hell I'm living / So different now from what it seemed / Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.”
I think that, in many ways, living with great disappointment can be more difficult than living with physical pain.

Then there’s the pain that comes from being misunderstood. When I initially got hurt, I felt like nobody took me seriously. Six months passed between the time of injury and the time that I finally got a wheelchair. Part of that length was due to the fact that I did keep expecting to get better, but much of it was simply the fear that everyone would give me a hard time because no one believed me. Why would they? I look completely fine. My legs look totally normal. I’ve looked back on journal entries from those days and remembered that even my closest friends gave me a hard time about its being “all in your head, Kate.” I now know that the worst thing you can do for a hurting person is cause them the added pain of feeling misunderstood.

But many people’s struggles don’t revolve around physical pain or dashed hopes or being misunderstood. Many people are struggling because of something else completely, be it trouble in the family or the loss of a loved one or financial difficulties or whatever. Even though this is so different from my own experience, I am now better able to empathize with people in situations like these simply because I have suffered myself. I don’t think we can ever understand the suffering of another until we have suffered ourselves.

2. I’ve learned more about the character of God.

Of course this is the most important thing of all. The reason it all happened, perhaps? I wouldn’t say God caused this to happen, but I know that he has used it. It seems counterintuitive. I plead with him all the time to take it away, and even though he doesn’t, the more I ask him for healing, the more he shows me how much he loves me in return.

I’m reading this book I borrowed from Lola called The Lazarus Life. I just saw it sitting on her dresser one day, and asked if I could borrow it when I saw the title. John 11—the story of Lazarus—is my favorite chapter in the whole Bible because it says so much to me about my legs. The book had this to say:
"The transforming moment in Christian conversion comes when we realize that even God has left us. We then discover it was not God, but our image of God, that abandoned us. This frees us to discover more of the mystery of God than we knew. Only then is change possible.”
I feel like that’s what God has done in my own life throughout all this pain. He’s taken away my image of him and given me back a picture of who he really is. There’s no way I can touch on every way he’s shown me himself, but I’ll mention one.

As I was leaving the state cross-country meet of my senior year of high school, I literally fell to my knees in tears. I was doubled over, so upset about the fact that high school cross-country was over. I would never be healed in time to run for the team again. It was all I had wanted for so long. And God could have fixed it! I kept thinking that as I walked around on painful legs and watched everybody run that day. He could have healed me if he had wanted to!

When I got in bed that night, I was still so upset. I opened up my Bible, and my reading for that day was John 11. These were the first words that caught my attention:

“So the sisters sent word to Jesus, ‘Lord, the one you love is sick.’…Yet when he heard that Lazarus was sick, he stayed where he was two more days.”

Jesus did that. To the one he loved. Jesus waited and let. him. die.

I’m not sure any words in the Bible have ever evoked such an emotional reaction in me. I want to say, how dare you! You could have saved him! It would have been so easy for you! You save people all the time! Why abandon the one you love when he needs you most?

But I, like Mary and Martha, didn’t see that Jesus had a much better plan. When Jesus finally does show up, Martha and Mary both say to him what I wanted to say, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.” Lord, if you had been here my legs wouldn’t hurt. I would be able to run. I wouldn’t have to deal with all this.

I was in tears at this point in the story. So was Mary, and “When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come along with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in spirit and troubled. ‘Where have you laid him?’ he asked. ‘Come and see, Lord,’ they replied.”
Jesus wept.

He wept despite the fact that he knew he was about to perform his greatest miracle yet. He would raise Lazarus from the dead. And he wept with me that night even though he knows the final outcome. Tim Keller says that’s what makes him fully God and fully human.

He’s able to know what happens next. But he’s also able to weep with us because he understands the pain that comes from not knowing.

Here comes the happiest part of the story.

“Then Jesus said, ‘Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?’”

And Jesus raises him from the dead.

God’s timing is so confusing sometimes. I desperately want healing. I want to run again. I want this all to be over and behind me, but I’m thankful that the one who controls the timing of it all is the only one who never gets the timing wrong. When Mary and Martha think he’s two days late, he’s actually right on time. When I think he’s five years late, he’s still right on time.

I don't know if this blog is coherent. I don’t really have time to read over it and make all the corrections I’m sure I will want to make. I don’t have the space to include all the other ways God has shown me his character through my suffering.

What I do have, however, is reason to focus on the good that has come out of the pain and reason to keep hoping that God will heal me. So that's what I'll be doing today, five years later.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Now I'm not much of an animal person,

but he is the cutest little guy ever.

I just want to pick him up and squeeze him and then set him upright.

Found via MadeByGirl.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Dear Needtobreathe,

Keep your eyes open for these girls because we are coming to see you again this weekend. That's right, drummer Joe. I know you really wanted us to come to the Nashville show. Please sing "Over Now."

Dear Brooke,
This is how it will be in our hearts.

Dear Emily,
Have you decided yet whether or not you are coming? You should. Remember how much fun we had last time we spent the weekend at Western? I believe it looked a little something like this.
Seriously, though, what's a girls' night without the opportunity to dress up in cheetah print, use book lights for microphones, and dance around a dorm room while lip-synching to The Backstreet Boys?

Dear Express,
I haven't stopped thinking about this dress of yours that I saw on Saturday. You should take a hint from Fossil and The Gap and put it on super clearance. I would buy it.

Dear legs,
Do you really want to play this game with me, right now? I'm getting kind of incredibly tired of it. I know it rained all last week, but that is really no excuse for your behavior.

I am SO excited for your wedding!

Dear Asbury,
I love you. Everybody will want to attend you for college once they see this awesome pic from our impromptu photo shoot on the cover of the new admissions booklets!
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