School Started

It's not very often that I get very excited about stuff like this, but today, good things happened at school.

This past week, I have been so stressed about getting into the class that I wanted. The class was full, but I figured I could go to that class and see if I could get in anyway. For my back-up, I had signed up for a class at the Falcon College, close to where I live. The problem was, I would need a car to get to that College anyway-- thus, having to take my Mum to work and my brother to school in the mornings, driving the whole half hour back to Falcon, go to class, then come back into town and pick up my Mom and brother. That being said, if I had a class in Falcon, it would pretty much be a disaster for me. Me would be no happy if I had to go to that class. But I don't! I actually got into the class I wanted! It was a very welcome surprise.

After finding out that I could go to the class I wanted, I had to go to the office and register for it. If you know me, I really don't like talking to strangers. At all. So, standing in line for 15 minutes with strangers, waiting to talk to a stranger, was really intimidating. I kept praying God, please give me a splurge of outgoing-ness! I really need to sound intelligent. ...It's really funny when I tell God exactly what I need, and He gives me exactly that. When I went up to talk to the lady at the desk, I felt like the words coming out of my mouth weren't even mine. It was like God gave me a different mind. I walked out of that room really confident and happy =). Then, I got Sheree to wait in the bookstore line with me a-very-long-time. When I got to the check out, oops! Sorry! They can't take my debit card because it's in my Mother's name, not mine. What? They directed me to an ATM so I could get some cash, but the ATM wasn't working. Aw, man! I went back to the check out and told them that it wasn't working. They sent me to the TCA building ATM, so I grabbed a couple of friends, and headed over there. Oh, no! They're closed! Grrrr! I went back to the check out...told them that TCA was closed...and they made and exception for me! They let me use my Mum's card to pay for my book. So, that made me happy =) Like, really happy.

So, reviewing, I got into the class that I wanted, I talked to a stranger, and I got my textbook after very much stressing. But, that's not all the happy things that happened today-

Guys, I have a job interview. Hahaha! After 20+ stinking applications this summer, I finally got a breakthrough! Bath and Body Works is the place. Maybe you've heard of it? It's the place that sells yummy smelling things. Mmhmm. I'm going in on Friday! I'm so happy!!!

So, I like today. Today was good. Life is good. God is good. Chocolate's good too. =)

Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.
~Ana

Tuesday Special #4

Oh, my goodness! I totally forgot about posting yesterday and today! And today's almost over! I'm not feeling particularly creative this night, so I'll just talk about something that makes me happy.

Episode #4- Scarves and Adventures with Dragons

I.love.scarves. Some of my friends might say that I'm a little obsessed with them. Over the summer I have acquired 6 scarves. My most recent addition was received on Monday. A bright neon lime green scarf. It's really bright green. Like, not even funny bright green. But, I love it! Thanks bestie! Scarves are wonderful. Just saying. There are few days that I walk out of the house without one. I guess I'm sort of like Linus in the Peanuts Comics. The way he carries his blanket everywhere is like my relationship with my scarves. They're my safety blankets =). So, if you're ever stumped on what to get me for Christmas, you can be sure that by giving me a scarf (or chocolate. Chocolate is good.), you'll pretty much be my favorite person. Haha! I wonder what a person who's addicted to scarves is called.... A scarfaholic? A scarvesaholic. A scarfer?  Hmmmm.... Someone should look that up and tell me, cos now I'm super curious. But, I don't really want to look it up on Google right now. Surprise me!

Annnnd, now we come to my adventure with dragons! {{Insert dramatic music here}} Dun dun dun! There I was, walking around at Cottonwood Creek Park, when out of the sidewalk, there rose a giant dragon! Probably the size of a large zebra! (Wow. Listening to The Hobbit soundtrack really made that intense!) Okay, okay, okay. It wasn't a real dragon. It was a chalk dragon. In fact, it was a dragon that I drew! My best friend and I decided to find out who could draw a better dragon, since we were bored with drawing bunnies and snails and bubbles (our chalk bubbles were the bomb! They were all different colours and they were stuck together!). A time past. My best friend finished her dragon first. Black (typical), with fire coming out of his mouth and a mace for a tale. It was a pretty ferocious looking dragon! Then... there was mine. Blue (good colour), with big wings, a spiky tale, smoke coming out of his nose,...and a purple tooth. I think I pretty much lost the fear factor of the dragon as soon as that tooth appeared. Haha! It was a really fun day though =).

Dun dun duuuunnn!!!! Happy Tuesday!!!

Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.

~Ana

Summer's Almost Over =(

Life is getting busy again. My brother starts school next week, and my best friend leaves for school next week (I’ll miss you!), some of my friends have already started school (I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.) And, I start school in two weeks! Ah! Life is suddenly defined my schedule. Unlike, in the summer, when my life was planned by the days I could have the car....

Now, there’s Awana, school, plays, jobs, and sports you have to strategically plan out so they don’t bump into each other-eventually, you remember how each day runs.  It becomes a habit, and a routine. Where’s God in your schedule? Is He in there at all? This is something that I struggle with a lot, especially when I just want to sleeeeep. But, I find that by spending a little bit of time with Him in the morning, my day goes much better (cliché, but true). I kind of got out of the habit of talking to Jesus as much as I did in the beginning of the summer, so I have to be really diligent about getting my bible out every day. I’m gonna tell you, once I get into the habit of talking with Jesus and reading my Bible every day, it feels really odd if I don’t do it. It’s like an addiction, but a good addiction…like coffee. Nope, I guess coffee isn’t a good addiction-well, it’s good, but it’s not a good addiction. Ahem. Moving on.  

15 minutes is only about 7% of an hour, so-

I challenge you, in this first month of not-summer-anymore-life; put your Bible somewhere where you’ll see it when you wake up, like on your bedside table, and dedicate 7% of one hour to Jesus. Or if you feel like you need time to wake up a little bit, put it next to your coffee maker so you can read it while you’re waiting for your perk (Overcome that coffee addiction with a Jesus addiction!). Or leave it open on your counter, so you can read it when you eat breakfast. I’m gonna do it too! {{Life’s more fun with Jesus}}
Don’t be afraid to sing to Jesus- He loves to hear our voices. Here’s my post on worship and a great example of how all God’s creations worship Him. Enjoy =)
http://godiswithinher-shewillnotfail.blogspot.com/2013/07/a-lack-of-things-to-talk-about.html
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7zWKm-LZWm4

That’s it =)
Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.
~Ana

P.S. 41 days till Autumn =D
P. P. S. My other blog- Character Development of Fare Madrina

http://mylifeasfaremadrina.blogspot.com/

 

An Unexpected Surprise

I was planning on talking about this on Monday, but it's simply to awesome to hold it back. Plus, I have a shiny new blog format, and I had to try it out. I'm freaking going to college this semester after all! I was completely ready to accept that I wasn't going to go to school this year, because I didn't have a job, thus, no money to pay for said school. But! My granddad called me a few days ago and said that he would pay for me to take some classes this year! It was such an unexpected, but very welcome, surprise. I was completely unprepared, and all I could do was do my best not to start crying while on the phone! I never thought there would be a day when I would be actually excited to go to school...but, kids, college is important, and it's one step closer to my 'future' (I know there's another way to put that, but I'm tired, and I can't think of it right now....)! So that's happy. I'm really, truly, thankful for this blessing =)

On a completely different, unrelated, unimportant, utterly random note, and it's really cheesy: I've been watching Christmas movies and listening to Christmas music. And, now you all hate me. Christmas makes me happy. There are 138 days until Christmas. I feel like I need to tell you guys these facts because, well, really it's because I didn't want to post just one paragraph. So now I have two!

That's all. Good day to you. I hope you like the new blog format!

Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.
~Ana

P.S. This is my 10th post! I'm so proud of me!

P.P.S. I was cast in a play today. That's all.
 

 

A Little Bit About Myself

Hey guys! I'm a little bit at a loss of things to talk about. Not that God hasn't done great things this week, because He has, believe me. But, I've decided to give you a bit of my testimony. It's something that I've felt like I've needed to share for a while. Have fun!

I've been a believer for as long as I can remember. My Dad was the worship leader at a church in Wisconsin, and my earliest memories are of my brothers and I playing Mother May I, and Red Light, Green Light in the church lobby, waiting for everybody to leave. I was a shy girl. I didn't like to talk to people, and strangers were my biggest fear. And I stayed that way for a long time.

We moved to Colorado when I was five years old. I don't remember much of the first years we lived here, except for a few things like my first day in Awana as a Sparky, getting our first dog (our beautiful golden retriever-border collie mix), Shadow, and of course, moving into our Falcon house.

Life went on pretty smoothly until I was about 12 years old, when my parents separated. It was then when I started not to portray any feelings whatsoever towards circumstances that would have otherwise made me feel angry, or upset, or uncomfortable. I just slapped a smile on my face and told myself that it would all be fine. Which, is fine, to an extent. I think if I didn't push my feelings down the way I did when I didn't want to respond, I wouldn't be able to feel the way I do about things now. It wasn't until I reached high school that I started really relying on God for everything. Slowly, I let my emotions show. I learned that it was okay to be upset about things, just so long as I didn't hold onto the anger or spite so long that it became a part of me. In my sophomore and junior years, I went through periods of depression or melancholiness, mostly because I felt like I had a ton of weight on my shoulders.

My parents divorced soon after my 16th birthday. After that, I felt like it was my job to fix everything, and it was hard. I felt like Jesus had stepped out of my life, but I think that's what happens in a lot of Christian walks when the road get more bumpy than we're used to. It took much prayer, many talks with friends, mentors, and small groups, but I started to not be the shy, happy-go-lucky girl that I was so used to being. I became confident, more relaxed, and just a generally happy person (and not because I felt like I needed to be happy, but because I didn't have any reason to be upset.)

I can't say how or exactly when it happened, but I know in this past year, I have found so much joy in Jesus. He's inside me, and He makes me the perky, quirky sort of girl that I am. I have more peace than I've ever had before in my life. One of my friends, a great teacher, said that something like this peace doesn't mean the absence of struggle; it's the presence of victory in spite of the struggle. And, it's so true. I won't pretend that I don't have struggles. I can name many. It's just that I know that I can conquer those struggles with Jesus at my side.

And that's my testimony. It's very abridged, but it gets my point across, I think. Maybe next week I'll be able to write something more than my life story, but in the mean time-

Be Bold. Be Blessed. Be Bodacious.

~Ana