crocs

So i got a pair of these shoes. They only had my size in black and white, so i got white…
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… and improved 'em!




Yes, one is cross-eyed and the other isn't.

Another Sita video!

Also late. I wasn't aware it was being taked at first, so that's me in the backround on the piano.

Ta-Daaaaa! She hates the carseat.

Mostly a Deutschland post

Yeah, Germany is awesome. Drinking is allowed at any age, i think, and beer is a very common drink. They don't refridgerate their drinks. They have this thing called radiation, and they do that instead of pastuerization. It's illegal in the US, but it's fine, really. So they keep their milk in a box on the counter. They don't put ice in their drinks, and they have mineral water all the time. We're gonna have to drink tap water. Um… you have to be at least 18 to get a driver's licence, but speed limits are like eighty or something like that. Though they count by kilometers, not miles. But homeschooling is totally illegal there. If you're homeschooled over there and they find out, they'll put your parents in jail and you in a mental facility because they think you must've been brainwashed. They're really strict, too. If you don't sweep up to the middle of the street in front of your house, you could get fined or arrested or something. Which is why everything looks so neat and clean. All this i've been told, of course.

I did IOWA testing yesterday morning, and the morning before that and the morning before that.

Dishes are calling.

Hey

Today is Friday the Thirteenth. I guess i should say, "Mwahahahahaha!!!" or something like that.

Mwahahahahaha!!!

I got a camera. It's digital, and small, and fancy! I think it's the second most expencive object i have been just straight given, as far as i can think. (Yes, that's very far.) The number one, of course, is glasses. Are glasses? Is or are? I'm ignorant and apathetic. (notice the a at the beginning!)

Good Friday

Yup… today. The service was… actually, i don't know. Kind of depressing, but in a good way. You know?

Jesus, my Lord and God, died for me, a poor miserable sinner. I committed all these sins, and and He, the Pure and Blameless One, took the fall. He was nailed to the tree and died that way. Numbered with the transgressers. The Bible… it has this incredible plot, that never gets old… and is beautiful and terrible at the same time. He died for me, the one who gets destracted by cold and certain wordings (the last communion hymn was: The Death of Jesus Christ, Our Lord (as time permits)), while Pastor read his Death. He wore a crown of thorns. Was scourged, made fun of, betrayed. Crucified. I - we all - should be the one crying, My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?*

But the wonderfull thing is, since He took death in our place, He conquered it for us. Death's power is gone. But i should be getting to that in two days.

Wednesday night, a lady at my church died. Becky L. Her birthday was going to be on Sunday. She had a stroke ten years ago, and has been unable to do many things since. She was in a wheelchair, and could hardly do much of anything, including talk, though i know from other people she was a very nice and intelligent lady. Her husband took care of her since. I saw him in church yesterday. I didn't have a chance to talk to him, but Mrs. L. got her own Easter. A couple days early. She's been released from her earthly prison.

A blessed Good Friday and Holy Saturday to you.

*This is actually Psalm 22.