Oh.... How I Love These Times.

Oh... how I love these times. The times when I can wake up at 9:30, and not 5:15 in the morning. The times when I can spend time with my family. The times when I can eat breakfast, go for a run, relax at borders for an hour or two and read, go out with my friends, and then come home for a delicious dinner. Oh.. how I love these times. Unfortunately, these times spent running were not along the beach near the Atlantic Ocean, I have to relax at borders because that is the only place that is relaxing in -ew- northwest Indiana,and I am not enjoying time with my Friends splashing water at them in the Atlantic Ocean. No, I am here. However, Spring Break was quite interesting. I had wonderful time being away from the endless work. Even though I am not on a Beach by the Atlantic Ocean... oh how I loooove these times.

Dreamer Days.

You may have noticed, but I am especially thoughtful today. I enjoy calling these days Dreamer Days. I Dream, I think, and I write. "Anything Goes Here" is just a place to record these dreams. I enjoy being alone, and having these dreamer days.
Anyways, where was I? Oh yes.... I would like to say something. Here it is::: Be the Friend. Be the one who is there. When one is suffering, do not look at the suffering, and run away. Not, do not run away ever, but otherwise, try having empathy. Listen to person, analyze the problem, and put yourself in their place. Imagine how you would feel, and react how you would want one to react to you, if you were in the predicament. Have empathy. See one's point of view. Have an open mind. Have Empathy.

Podcasting Rocks... even though I may not Rock so much at it?

The Podcast in Journalism was boat loads of fun. I enjoyed it. I didn't do so well on the project, but oh well, I suppose. I was expecting this project to be awful, but it wasn't. I enjoyed the odd things we did on video tape, and am a tad frightened to put it out for the internet for the world to see. D:! Oh well. :P :) :D

Today and Always...

I will not die an unlived life, I will not fear fear of falling. I choose to inhabit my days, allow my living to open me, make me less afraid, more accessible to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance, to live so that which came to me as a seed, goes to the next a blossom, and that which came to me as a blossom, goes on to the next as a fruit.

These Are the People I Pray For

If you are wondering who those people are on the side of the screen then I will tell you. (most of you probably are not, but I felt like writing about this so enjoy this anyway). Mom of course is my mother. She is wonderful. She does everything and is there for anything. She is the greatest. Michael is the fantastic brother of mine, he is mean but so am I so I allow it. Dad is dad. I love him to death. My Grandma Sharon is the super grandma. She cooks and cleans like a mad women and is the most loving person you will ever know, she also has this amazing curly fro that sits on the top of her head and its a blast for all of her grandchildren to mess up her hair. My Papi Sam is whom I was named after. He is mister wise guy but the best grandpa in the whole world! Sarah is my bestest friend in the whole wide world. She is very sweet, and I love her to death!Her family is just nice because they are always there. Every single one of them. Tiffany is a youth coach that has watched me grow up and been there always. Kyle is the cousin that was born two days before me. He is great.Trevor and Jason are his brothers. He is the best cousin person nearest to my age in the family.(is that mean?) Logan, Nolan, Van, and Jacob are all my Uncle John's and Aunt Sabrina's children. Julia, Lyla, Sammy, and Luke are my My Uncle Sam's and Aunt Becky's children. Ella and Regan are my Uncle Ken's and Aunt Sara's children. They are so cute! Alexander, Liam, and Eli are my Uncle Nick's and Aunt Kristi's Children.Great Great Grandma T, is Hilda Tenhove, born April 15, 1912. She is 97 and frankly, She is the bomb. Ryan is the best, he is like my brother.He is my brothers best friend, and also one of mine!The Vos Family is my Pastor and his wife and family. These are the people I pray for.

Spring Baby:)

I now have a BEAUTIFUL new baby cousin named Regan Hope Kooistra. I already love her to death. When I went to visit her in the hospital, she was so cute, she was furrowing her eyebrows and throwing her hands up in the air, she seemed to be thinking awfully hard. My favorite thing about her is her tiny little finger nails on her tiny, wrinkly little hands. :)Girl number 5 out of 15 cousins. Thank goodness, one-third! I love her to death people,I already love her to death. :)

Love is...

Alright. I walk into a resturant, put my family's name on the list, and sit on a bench. This was an Italian Resturant. Now, I usually don't walk into resturants searching for and answer on what the definition of love is. On this paricular day, I was more thoughtful than usual, and ironically enough, thinking about love. I am a random thinker, I do that often. I enjoy pondering the values of life and the complexity of human nature every once and a while. To get back to the story, I sat down on the bench, looked into the seating/eating area and found myself staring at the wall, which actually said, Love is.... adding the perfect amount of garlic. Now if these scammers are telling the truth about love than I must have a pretty messed up definition of love. You know? But obviosly, its just some cutesy wootsy little thing that attracts some to there resturant, I suppose. So I got on to pondering the defiinition of love. I couldn't place it. What do you think? Is there one? I don't know. If I had to say what love is... well....well, I know it is definately not adding the perfect amount of garlic. :/

WOW!

WOW! is correct. I have NOT been on this blog in a while. So talking to anyone that actually reads this piece of crap kind of blog, or if its no one, myself: Happy New Blog! However, I know now I will have readers. Hallelujah! Blogging is now an assignment in Journalism class. My journalism classmates get to read it! So.. Hello to you Journalism classmates.In the past month and a half, my brother has gotten his liscense (woo hoo! now he can drive me places!:)), and I will be beginning drivers ed. on may 10, and A LOT more has happened, I just don't feel the need to share. right now, I am sitting here blogging. Today has been fun. Kind of. Although tomorrow will be the best! I am going to my youth group: Brick house, I don't know some of you may have heard of it. But meet me new readers, because I barely talk to you in class. I am girl who loves school and loves to hang around. I may not be talkative in school but every where else, I am. Weird as I am and as weird as this blog is think what you want. But Hello! And welcome to my Blog!