tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50614738798870786112023-11-16T08:39:12.792-08:00Moments to Live ForKellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.comBlogger108125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-41583768463299972342014-08-28T17:16:00.003-07:002014-08-28T17:16:35.393-07:00New StuffThis is my post introducing my 'new blog'. It's obviously the same, but since I'm done with college, I can't exactly have a college blog! Lol. <div>
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I decided to name my updated blog "Moments to Live For". Life isn't about waiting for great things to happen. It's about pursuing those great moments and making memories on purpose. I have had amazing things happen to me lately and God is really working in my life so I'm excited to start sharing again! </div>
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I've made a big move to Florida (officially this time, not just a college dorm) and I'll be sharing pictures and such in a bit! </div>
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Thanks for reading my blog :)</div>
Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-23376673450365546152014-02-28T12:02:00.002-08:002014-02-28T12:29:21.102-08:00No. More. Excuses.<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> If I were to be completely honest about the toughest thing going on in my life right now, I would say my weight. Now, it's not some incredible, life altering struggle that I have and I do realize that I am healthier than many people struggling with weight, but it's a different struggle with each person. I'll try to explain why I feel my particular struggle has been so challenging for me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> A</span>round this time, just last year, I was in the best shape of my life, and I don't just mean thinner. I was thin, I had great muscle tone, I could squat way more than the average guy, I was really proud of my body and my hard work (I was a thrower for my university track team), and best of all, I could go shopping for clothes and literally fit into anything without having to worry about hiding certain parts of my body (such as love handles, chunky legs or arms). I will definitely say that being on a team and <strong>having </strong>to work out about 2 hours a day (some cardio, a lot of lifting, and a lot of technique for throwing) had a very significant part in getting me into shape. Team motivation is irreplaceable. I lost about 30 lbs or so and it was AWESOME!!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> I am a totally open person about this kind of thing, so I'm not going to be embarrassed!! I've struggled with weight pretty much all my life because I TOTALLY love eating, and I have a habit of OVEReating. When I started working out for track, my appetite pretty much stayed the same and the intense exercise got me working off a majority of the calories I took in. Here's a collage of me during track season:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Now, once track season began and our hard workouts got easier, (over working during the week wasn't good for competitions on the weekends) I slowly started to gain my weight back because I wasn't really exercising as hard and my food intake was still the same. By the time summer came a long, I wasn't exercising at ALL and worse, I was at home all the time, snacking ALLLLLL day long. I went to Wyoming on a summer internship and I tried to get a workout routine going to lose the weight I'd gained back. The altitude is crazy high in Wyoming making breathing a bit harder (ESPECIALLY for working out) so I ended up giving up on that, all the while still gaining weight. I started school again and thought about doing track, but because it was my senior year, I decided not to because I wanted to aim for a 4.0 GPA and I knew I wouldn't have the time I needed to dedicate to school if I did track. So, I didn't do track and I was still eating the same, still gaining weight. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Since I'm being so vulnerable, I might as well tell ya like it is. I have ended up gaining more weight than before I even started track. It is a scientific fact that 80% of women who lose weight, gain all of it or more back within 2 years or so of losing it. We all know how I like to fight the crowd, but I fall right into this statistic. I'm at the heaviest that I've ever been and I'm also at a jean size that I've never been in. (Thankfully they are actually a little loose, so I haven't FULLY grown into them... lol!!) I'm not trying to hide my struggles, so here is a collage of me workin' what I call, "The sexy chunk" look. :P</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The hardest part about this whole thing, is how FAST I gained the weight. Like, literally in one year, I lost 30 lbs and then gained like 50!! To make it a little more real for you, I went shopping at the end of the school year and bought about 4 tops, but I literally gained too much weight before I could even wear them!!! So right now they are just hanging in the closet, and my beautiful size 12 jeans are chillin there too... Like, I am STILL not used to being this size! I still shake my head when I look in the mirror or I try to put a pair of shorts on or a shirt that I'd forgotten were so small... Cuz <strong>I</strong> had been that small. I will get moments of complete dissatisfaction with myself because I know it was literally a year ago that I was in fantastic shape. Now, I'm not saying I hate my body or that I hated myself. I'm saying that I was NOT and AM NOT satisfied with the state that my body is in at this moment in my life. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> Alrighty, so I've laid it all out there for you. Here is the reason I've decided to post this on my blog and also link it to Facebook for all my friends to see. Most people might think it's nuts... I mean, the only GOOD collage is a before and after with weight LOSS for the 'after' part... As you've noticed... my weight GAIN and current status is the 'after' part. Stay with me... there IS a reason.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> We are surrounded with images of boney, skinny, flawless women who make it seem effortless to be exactly how they are. And there are countless articles written by women who stand up against this ridiculous cultural view of beauty. These are women who speak up and tell us that we don't <strong>have</strong> to be skinny to be beautiful. And I'm here to say the same thing!!! I definitely ain't skinny and I know I'm still pretty!! YEAH I SAID IT! I'm downright good lookin' and you know it. But here's where the plot twist comes in... Women are always telling other women to never settle for a guy. We say that you should want someone who is GREAT for you and who treats you better than anyone ever has. Not settling means you wait for the BEST to come, to make you feel confident and satisfied. Well, call me crazy but, shouldn't we hold the same standard when it comes to our own bodies? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> Hear me out. If you are content with the way your body is, whether you are a little overweight, a lot overweight, or even a little skinny or a lot skinny, and you don't feel the need to change, then that's fine! Live it up! But I'm taking a stand for my body because I know that I am most definitely NOT content and I know there needs to be a change. I don't want to sit around and be content with 'just the way I am' when I KNOW I can be better. I HAVE been better. I can't keep sitting in dissatisfaction. I have to DO something. I'm not settling for an unhealthy, unfit body when I can make it better. And when I get to a point where I am truly satisfied again with my body, then I shall work to maintain and take care of it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> Ladies, if there are any of you reading this blog post, thank you for bearing with me. If you are reading this and thinking to yourself that you are sick of settling with the way your body is now, remember these things: 1) You are beautiful <strong>no matter what.</strong> 2) It is <strong>WORTH </strong>the work you put in to feel greater than you have ever been. 3) We often underutilize our power as women to be supporters. I mentioned before that <em>team motivation</em> played a key part in my weight loss and healthier living. Get with another chick who wants to get in better shape too and <strong>ENCOURAGE</strong> and <strong>SUPPORT</strong> each other through it. More often than not, we are pitted against each other in competition. But let's be honest. We ALL struggle with self-image. This isn't about what looks good on the outside or what other people think looks good. This is about what YOU feel looks good for YOU and how YOU feel in your body. Don't try to look like women on tv or in magazines or some 'flawless' girl you see walking around school or work. Aim to <em>look</em> and <em>feel</em> like the best YOU. You don't have to settle. It was only a year ago that I was 40-50 lbs lighter and BELIEVE me when I say that even 20 lbs less feels amazing. And if you aren't trying to lose weight, you just want to get in shape, BELIEVE me when I say that 20-30 minutes a day, after a week or two, starts to feel amazing and you seriously start to feel the results that quick. Magazines don't lie when they say that exercise makes you feel better, clearer, and more confident. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I'm done settling. I am done pining over the size 12, absolutely adorable, floral pants that I still haven't gotten to wear yet. I'm done looking in the mirror wishing I looked like I did last year. I'm done putting of the exercise with excuses such as: homework, feeling tired, have other things to do, its too late... I'm done eating everything in sight and every time I feel a little hungry! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">It's time for me to work my butt off 30 minutes out of a 1440 minute day. It's time for me to start eating healthy and with control and discipline!! It's time for me to realize that it's okay to have 2 cookies instead of 4 and to stop eating BEFORE I feel like I ate an entire cow. It's time for me to stop settling, to put the work in, to encourage others who want to do the same and to ask for some accountability. Ladies, let's fight for ourselves!!! I know I am.</span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-48075925483771107422014-01-09T15:25:00.001-08:002014-01-09T15:25:24.518-08:00Taking Care<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My last post was about a resolution to help boost people's self-confidence and self-esteem. I listed a few things to help do that. This post is going to be about taking care of your OWN self- confidence and self-esteem. If you feel good about yourself, you can be contagious in helping others feel good about themselves too! Isn't it true that when you are around people who are in good moods, that they tend to boost your own mood? Confidence is the same way. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I want to share how I have been working on boosting my self-esteem and confidence on the physical level. I think that if you can feel good in your own skin, you are taking a HUGE step higher in confidence. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are BILLIONS of products out in the world that aim to improve your appearance and all you have to do is google "ridiculous beauty products" and you'll see how crazy people get! The products I'm gonna post aren't expensive and they have all worked for me better than I expected.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love wearing makeup, but I am also a strong supporter of going as natural as you are comfortable with. These products have all helped me to become more comfortable with my skin without a heavy foundation or really without a lot of makeup at all, and have gotten me to really enjoy wearing my hair down, because as most people who know me know, I will put my hair up into a bun or ponytail as soon as I get annoyed. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This first product ^^^ is by Mary Kay. It is an everyday cleansing system for acne-prone skin. There is a cleansing gel (step 1), a toner (step 2), a moisturizer (step 3), and an acne treatment gel (for sudden those sudden blemishes that you need to get rid of). I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"><b>LOVE</b></span> this product set! It's so easy to use and my skin feels and looks fantastic after every use. If you are interested, and you live in Ohio around the Middletown, Dayton area and you don't have a Mary Kay Consultant, my friend Megan is one and I'm sure would love to have new clients! Click <a href="http://www.marykay.com/mmiller6113/en-US/_layouts/MaryKayCoreCatalog/CategoryPage.aspx?dsNav=N:10687">HERE</a> for the link to her Mary Kay page to order if you are interested! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This next product is also Mary Kay. It is an oil-free, eye make-up remover. All the years I've been wearing make-up (since I was 14) I've never used a make-up remover. I rarely washed my face before bed. I'd usually just go to bed with it still on and if there were some still on in the morning, I'd scrub it off with a paper towel. My Mary Kay consultant was having a sale and so I decided to go ahead and try it. HOLY CRAP! WHERE HAS THIS STUFF BEEN ALL MY LIFE??? If I wear eye make-up during the day, I take it off with this stuff. It is so soft on your skin and it doesn't sting your eyes with fumes like some stuff does. I've noticed that my eye lashes have gotten a little thicker of the couple weeks that I've used it. Probably since I'm not scrubbing them off with paper towels! Haha!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I've just started using this product because it was recommended by my sister. I recently noticed that her hair had gotten a TON thicker since the last time I had seen her and she said that she used this product. So I looked it up and all the reviews were fantastic and the results are real. FAT HAIR makes your hair feel fuller and thicker and makes it stronger as well. I've been using for about a week, and I've seen immediate results of my hair looking thicker and stronger. It's not drastically different (YET), but I've only used it a few times. Many of the reviews were saying that their pony tails had thickened a good inch over time!! THATS A LOT OF THICKNESS!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have been biting my nails since before I can remember, and I've been trying to quit for about that long too! I usually try to get acrylic nails so that I can't bite them. This gives them a chance to grow, but it also weakens them when the fake nails come off. This plan usually doesn't work because even though they are longer than usual, I can't help but bite my nails again because they are flimsy and they feel gross. Well, this last time I was determined to fight for my nails. If I get engaged in the future, I don't want to have to take a picture of my ring with my bitten nails (not attractive). So when the acrylic nails came off, I took nail clippers to the flimsy ends and cut them short. Then I started using nail hardener thanks to Kelsea from school who showed me how awesome it works. This is the product I use:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's been almost 4 weeks without me biting my nails. I've been clipping them once every week and they've gotten way stronger. I think it's safe to say.... I've finally <b style="color: #ffd966;">CONQUERED </b>my nail biting habit. Which brings me to my Christmas gift that I can finally use whenever I want and actually keep it on because it looks good: Nail Polish!!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All of these products, (minus the nail polish because it isn't an improver, just an enhancer), have helped me become more confident in my skin. My skin is clearer, softer and just plain awesomer; my hair is getting longer and looks healthy and thick; and my nails are strong and unbitten which of course, makes everything better (unless you are a vampire. lol). I would recommend any of these products to people who want to improve their natural beauty. Better looking skin, brighter eyes, gorgeous hair, and pretty nails are all a perfect recipe to get the jump on self-esteem and image that you may need to feel better about yourself and to also help others feel better about themselves too! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is my first step in my resolution. I know some things that make me feel confident, so I want to share them so others might gain confidence in themselves if they wish to try these products! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> New Years Resolutions are typical and commonly revolve around personal improvement: weight loss, getting fit, cutting out crappy foods, being more grateful, spending less money, etc., etc. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Well, I'll be the first to admit that I have goals to lose weight, to get fit, and all that good stuff, but those are things I've been trying to do for years and things that I'll keep trying to improve. I've decided that those things aren't good enough resolutions for this year (for me at least, if you have a resolution that's similar to those, don't let me stop ya!) </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This year, my resolution is gonna be something that focuses on, not myself, but on others. It's time to make the world better and although it's gotta start with me, that doesn't mean it needs to be </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>about</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> People deserve to be loved and shown that they are cared for and are valued. There's always a reason that someone lashes out, has an attitude, treats someone badly, or whatever it is that makes the world gloomier than it should be. If I can do my best to make the people around me brighter, I will.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If you haven't got a New Years Resolution, or perhaps you think this is just a really good idea, then let's go!!! Join with me for 2014 and hopefully every year after, to make people around us feel more loved, more confident, and have a better self-image!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are SO MANY ways you can help build someone's confidence. If you need a boost for ideas, here are some that I thought of, and the asterisks at the end of some of the points are side notes at the bottom!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">**Alright, this one is a proven SCIENTIFIC, (not Si-intistic... Thanks Duck Dynasty) fact! When you use a persons name in addressing them, it gives them a sense of importance and as you give other people that feeling, you yourself will end up feeling confident as well!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Let me know if you think this is helpful!! I'd love to take part in your experiences in building up other people. People need support. It doesn't matter that America is an individualistic society. People need other people. Show those around you that you really do care. Next time you ask someone "What's up?", do something different. Stop and ask them, "Seriously, how are you doing? How is life? Is there anything I can pray about for you?" I can't stress enough how important this whole thing is guys. So I'll end with this verse:</span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-58287953411042945502013-11-10T18:15:00.003-08:002013-11-10T18:15:56.619-08:00Future Plans<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> As most of you who read my blog know, I am a senior at Warner University and if all goes well and I pass my classes, I'll be graduating in May! I am super excited but also a little scared. I think that's a healthy thing though. S</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;">o, if you were wondering, here are the things that might be coming up in my future. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> Since the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school, I have known that I am going to be doing something ministry related with my career. I finally figured out what exactly that would be just last year. I am going to be a psychologist. More softly put, a counselor. I hope to be employed in a church, or organization, and maybe someday even have my own practice! Because I want to become a psychologist, I am going to have to be licensed. And in order to be licensed, I must have a master's degree. This means another 2 years or so of schooling. It is a little aggravating to feel that a lot of other people are moving right into their careers after college and I'm moving right into more school, but because I feel such a passion for what I'm being called to do, I am not too worried. (Liking school doesn't hurt either.) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> Now, whether this actually works out or not is dependent upon quite a few things. These are the things that I ask anyone who reads this to pray about with me. Ok. In order for this to all work out, I must find a job, an apartment or living arrangement, and a car. The hard part about all of these is that I have no idea which should or will come first. It's like a big ugly circle of needs that all depend on each other. I need a car to go to my job. I need my job to get a car. I need an apartment or somewhere to live while I work at my job. And I need a job to afford that apartment or living expense. See my dilemma? I have no doubt that everything will work out how it needs to, but right now, it causes great anxiety when I think about it. Haha</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyhow, this is what's going on right now, gotta keep y'all updated!! :D Please keep this whole thing in your prayers and if you find any free cars, bags full of money, or anything like that, send it my way ;) Lol! </span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-42568376985633770822013-10-25T08:55:00.001-07:002013-10-25T08:56:51.344-07:00A girl's bestfriend<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> That one person that loves you no matter what... who, even if you leave them outside accidently, they won't mind... Who loves you even if you forget to take the tomatoes off of the taco brought home for them. That person who tries to jump up on you and won't stop even as you are yelling at them to, because they can tell you think they are adorable. That person who poops in front of your bedroom door as a symbol of favoritism (at least, that's how I'm taking it), who really does eat your homework, who constantly steals your sandwiches that you spent a good 5 minutes making, who helps clean the dishes, who helps dirty the house up a mere 10 minutes after it gets cleaned, and who waits patiently for you to clean off all the mud from their legs once they get done doing whatever they does outside. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> She was one of my favorite things to come home to during a college break. I loved seeing her as I walked in the door and she would come over to me and be all happy to see me. I'd always leave my door open when no one else was home during those breaks so she could hang out with me. I remember before I left for college, my parents would joke around and tell me that I had to take her with me. I said I would do it happily! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> When she was around 3 or 4 I taught her how to growl on command. It was awesome. Mom didn't think so though. Every time after that, whenever she growled, I got blamed for teaching her bad habits. I denied this, of course. I trained her to do it on command. If she's doing it not on command, it ain't got nothing to do with me!!! lol.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;"> I remember times when I was sad, or depressed, or heart, or broken, or just needed someone to talk to (or at) lol, Lilly was my main man. She would lay down on my bed and I'd lay beside her and pet her and talk about everything. Call me weird, but through high school, she was one of my best friends. I'll always love my little Lillers <insert every="" here="" nickname="" silly="">. </insert></span><br />
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-441287733369126852013-10-24T12:38:00.004-07:002013-10-24T14:12:45.559-07:00What it takes<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Warner University's first football season is almost over, and it's been rough. We have zero wins under our belts, there have been injuries, some have been out for the season, a lot of players have gotten discouraged, a few have even left, there have been both good and bad attitudes seen on and off the field, but through it all, there have been an exceptional few that have been pretty positive throughout, and those guys are the ones that are making our team better. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Shout out to Drew, our QB. No matter how hard it got, and will be, he is guaranteed to play his butt off for his team. Another player that I happen to be pretty close to is my handsome man, John. I still get surprised at how unbelievably hardworking he is for his team and sport. Call me biased, but I'm pretty sure he is among the top players when it comes to dedication, skill, and hard work. Because of all these things, his teammates chose him as a captain. I firmly believe his consistent good attitude has earned him that spot. That pretty much makes me famous, right?! Haha Just kidding!! But basically, he has what it takes. When people can tell you really care and are willing to put in the work, you are a leader, publically chosen or not. That little bit of insight is free. You are welcome America.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Anyway, here are some pics of my bf during his first game as a captain: </span><br />
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-477049637983832462013-08-12T20:48:00.001-07:002013-08-12T20:48:57.612-07:00Flashin' back <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lately, or rather, pretty much all summer, I've been having major flashbacks of my childhood. I've been remembering (and missing) toys, shows, books, little habits, food, etc. Maybe it's happening because my mind is finally grasping that I'm almost all grown up? (For me, we will count graduating college as achieving ultimate adulthood.)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One thing that I have always loved about my parents is that they have never hesitated in encouraging me to stay young. Ok, ok, not <i>always </i>loved, but in the aspect of wanting to collect toy figurines, or buy toy cars, or watch kids movies all the time (even in my teens and twenties), they've never made me feel bad about it. So I have happily, to this day, still bought Disney figurines or dolls, or movies, or whatever!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway, when I got home about a week ago, I was going through my closet in my old room where I keep all of my stuff from when I lived at home. I was attempting to clear some stuff out so that when I moved out officially after college, there would be less junk to deal with. While I was doing that I found all kinds of things that I had forgotten about!! It just made my heart smile as I remembered growing up and how I entertained myself for hours with all the stuff. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And then there are my Disney Barbies!! I WAS going to try to collect all of them, but I figured it would just be too much money to do that and they are much bigger than figurines, so more space is required to show them! Maybe when I have a daughter, we will start her one. Then she can share with her mommy ;) lol</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, I hope I brought back some memories of your own childhood!! I loved my childhood and I wouldn't ever change it!! I was very blessed and I thank God for such amazing, supportive parents. </span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-2943981182818294272013-08-09T12:06:00.000-07:002013-08-09T12:06:51.832-07:00Senior year = Last year<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> To say that I'm excited about this upcoming year of college would definitely be lying. I don't even know <i>what </i>I am about it.... Am I just a smidge bit excited? Am I nervous? Am I leery? Am I anxious? Do I even <i>want </i>go???</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I've got no clue. All I know is that time has flown by wayy too fast. I feel like it's only been a couple years, but then when I think about it, it actually feels like 6. Even though I didn't much write about all the problems I had, every single year was wrapped up in one or two events that really screwed things up and pretty much sucked the joy out of friendships, relationships, and even just myself. I'm kind of scared that this last year will end up the same way and I don't want that at all. I know that the main reason for the past 3 years being so filled with junk is because I have refused over and over and over again to just let Jesus be the center of my life. I'd replace Him, and then get hurt, get in trouble, get lost, and do things that were just plain stupid, and still just wonder why.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Well, I know why. And right now, I am REFUSING to do anything less than let Jesus be the most important thing in my life. Senior year is going to be filled with really big decisions. There will be relationship growing and/or letting go of them, choices about Master's programs and schools, future jobs, acquiring a car I can afford along with an apartment to live in, probably drama (not even Jesus could avoid drama), and that's just naming the few that I can think of, and not counting the things that will just pop up. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Most of all, I'm worried about people. The people I don't want to see, the people who might not want to see me, the new people I don't know if I'll even like, the jealousy I'll probably feel about certain things, and the overall lack of true closeness and friendship I have failed to develop these past few years with the people around me, and then the fact that my boyfriend is going to be totally wrapped up in football (which isn't his fault, I get that), but my love language is quality time and I've no idea if I'll get much of it... </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So here is the age old wish of every single person to ever have lived:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish I had more time to spend with these people:</span><br />
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-9608848679303300252013-08-07T13:27:00.002-07:002013-08-07T13:27:55.202-07:00Movies anyone??<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The people I been living with this summer have a pretty good movie collection. During the weekends I usually watch a movie, sometimes two. So the other day I decided to count all the movies that I've watched and it's a pretty legit list! And I'm pretty sure I'm missing a few, too! I'm pretty sure nobody really cares, but here is the list!!! (I didn't do alphabetical order because unless it has to do with filing, it's incredibly boring.)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Cave Invincible</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Amazing Grace The Lone Ranger</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cloverfield The Soloist</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I Am Number Four Abraham Lincoln</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Man of Steel Super 8</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Flyboys Inkheart</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Forgotten Planet of the Apes</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pink Panther We Bought a Zoo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hachi Iron Man </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Princess Bride Iron Man 2</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Valkyrie Human Centipede</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Boy in the Striped Pajamas Monsters University</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Robin Hood The Purge</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Megamind Shark Night</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Grey Runaway Bride</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Rum Diary Immortals</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oz the Great and Powerful Rango</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Princess Spiderwick Chronicles</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Dreamgirls </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Prometheus Avatar</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Avengers Thor</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Despicable Me Castaway</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Captain America Inception</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She's the Man Treasure Planet</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">King Kong Nacho Libre</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Benchwarmers Wall-E</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Snow White & the Huntsman Pitch Perfect</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">One Night w/ the King Jurassic Park</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lost World Ice Age</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Warm Bodies Tombstone</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Amazing Spiderman</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's like.... 60 movies! Haha I'm awesome. On another note... I read 6 books! lol </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But anyway, my boyfriend isn't much of a movie watcher. That is going to have to change. Haha I'm looking to own a collection like this:</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In all seriousness, I am so blessed to know people who just want to bless others, like the one who gave me this little part of my dreams. Thank you so much! And I PROMISE I will create something awesome! Just for you!!! Thank you!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh (That was me running in circles because of how excited I am about this!)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are so many books I want to read or reread, but it seems the older I get, the less time I have to do read. I miss going to Half-Price and buying like 7 books at a time! I love going with my family. We usually spread out through the store as soon as we walk through the door, but it has been a Saturday tradition when I was growing up, so I always associate it with my family. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My mom has a Kindle Fire, and I've always been a little interested in the reader tablets, but I love books too much to subject them (and myself) to a forever behind-a-screen existence. I have always said that when I grow up and I have a house, I want to have a ton of book shelves filled with books. I love all kinds of books, new, old, colorful, dirty, etc. Books make me drool. Yeah, you can quote me on that one. Haha</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />So if I ever get rich enough, I'm going to aim as high as I can for something like this. But let's be realistic. I'm never going to live in a castle, no matter how much my little heart wants to. I have ideas, though, for what I could do to my house to make it look awesome. Here are some pictures I found that I absolutely love!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, with that, I will conclude with notifying all my readers that I'm going to be accepting donations to Kelli's Ridiculously Awesome Library from now till forever. Thanks! :P</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I know all you guys up in Ohio are probably incredibly curious and want to know about this guy who has caught my attention, and I would be happy to tell you all about him! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I would tell you all about our relationship story, but that will come when I write my engagement post (haha just kiddinngggg!!!!.....maybe....) ;) </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Anyway!! Onto the good stuff!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> We have 4 weeks till we've been together for half a year. I know it doesn't seem like a lot, but I don't think time is the only judgement of a relationship. I do think it is definitely a good factor. Believe me, I'm not rushing to get married or anything. I stand by my past post about time being incredibly important. Anyway, I have gotten to know this guy really well in the past half year, and we've gone through quite a bit of stuff that has just made us get closer together. And it is really important to me that everyone else get to now him, too :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> His name is John Kent, which, by the way, just happens to be the name of Superman's adopted father! No, I will not name my son Clark. Come on people. :P Also, I caught myself a baby</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">! He is gonna be 20 in April. Yeah, I know... I'm a cougar. Trust me, he reminds me all the time. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> One of the things I love most about him is how surprisingly mature he is for his age. He is so incredibly funny, but we've had some of the most serious conversations I've ever had with anyone. He is so goofy, but can be incredibly serious and sincere just moments later. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> When I first met him, I will be the first to admit that I threw him right into the stereotype of a dumb redneck. His friends still won't stop teasing me about it. But the moment I realized that he wasn't as dumb as I originally thought was when we were first texting each other and he was using words that average intelligent people don't even use. I was thoroughly surprised, but I just figured he was trying to impress me. So having someone who I thought was a dumb redneck, and him being almost 3 years younger than me, I figured he wouldn't have much of a vocabulary, and not a whole lot of intelligence either. (Just so you know, I was not interested in him at this point. I've got higher standards than that. lol) Anyway, so when I realized he actually had a really good vocabulary, my interest definitely peaked a bit. (By the way, his favorite word is discrepancy) Idk why, but it is and he tries to use it whenever he can.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Anyway, as we started hanging out more and more, I became more impressed every time we hung out. I quickly came to an understanding the first couple months, after trying to stump him or show off my own intelligence, that he is WAYYY smarter and more intelligent than me. Ok, maybe not more intelligent, but he definitely has more common sense than me (yeah I know what you are gonna say, Mom. Most people have more common sense than me. Thanks. :P ) And you know what? I don't mind that he is smarter than me! It drove me nuts when I would be talking to other guys and know that I was way smarter than them. I like being able to ask him about stuff and get it explained to me. And he is really good at dumbing things down for me. He always uses his hands the same way when he explains things to me. It's so darn cute. haha</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ok! Anyway, one of the most interesting things about my man is that he has his own company! And he is only 19!! It's called K.O.R.E (Kent Off-Roading Equipment). He makes bumpers (shown right), brush guards, roll bars, and other truck stuff. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Fun fact about his dad's company: His dad built the camera boat for Pirates of the Caribbean!! ****MAJOR BROWNIE POINTS FOR THE FAMILY****</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So, more about John. He is an Offensive Lineman on our university's football team. I know nothing about football, but according to him, the offensive lineman is the smart lineman, apparently defense isn't. HIS WORDS, not mine. :P He's going to school for Business Management (obviously), haha, and is thinking about double majoring with Agriculture studies.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> He loves to hunt and fish and shoot guns. I like to fish, and shooting guns is fun too! One time I was at his house out in the boonies (aka redneck country) and I asked him if I could shoot one of his guns and he happily took me outside and let me shoot a couple times. Simple joys, people. Country is the way to go if you ask me! I love that he is such a 'manly' man (for lack of a better word). Everyone who knows me, ya'll know I could not deal with a feminine guy for very long. If you can't wrestle, if you aren't stronger than me, and if you aren't a classic gentleman, you can just turn around and go home. Lucky for me, or maybe... lucky for John, he isn't feminine. At all. He is so respectful and conservative, but he's not sexist. He might pretend to be, but I know if I wanted a sandwich, he would totally make me one. Hahaha</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I've always had a bit of a problem opening my heart to people which is why I've always struggled with getting close to people, but even in the first few times John and I hung out, I saw how incredibly genuine his heart was and I just instantly clicked with him. I'm not sure why, but I don't mind. I felt so comfortable and safe with opening up, I knew that our friendship might become something more, and it did :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> He is a Christian, albeit a fairly new one. It's been so awesome to see him grow and be able to answer his questions, and discuss things from the Bible, and just watch him really understand more and more what it all means. I'm praying as the next few years go by, he keeps growing, and myself too. God does awesome things and Him being in the center of our relationship is important to both of us.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, hopefully I gave a little insight for everyone. You are welcome, and I hope that you guys up in Ohio can meet him someday :) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I will say that because it wasn't a real Color Run, I can't mark it off my bucket list. I want my Color Run experience to be ridiculously epic and colorific. Hahah so I guess I'll have to sign up for the next Color Run in Orlando! Anyway, here are some photos from Saturday! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So here is the thing I'm most excited about. I only brought one pair of running shoes with me, and they are my favorite: Nike Dual Fusion, Neon blue and yellow. LOVE THEM!!! And there is no way on earth I'm wearing them during the color fiasco. I'd never see the color again! Well, I probably would because the color is just made of colored corn starch and it washes mostly off, but I don't want to risk it with my Nikes. I figured I'd just go to Wal-Mart or clearance from another store and find a cheap pair of tennis shoes to wear. So today I went to the mall and went into literally every store that had shoes. Nothing. Too expensive or too ugly. And heck yes I'm gonna be picky, yeah even with cheap shoes. Good thing too! My last store I went into was JcPenny's. I have gotten several pairs of shoes there and gotten good deals. So I went to their shoe section and started searching. I found a couple, but they were $50 + so then I remembered that I had two old giftcards from the store, and by old I mean at least 4 years or older. I know they are that old because they are the same two giftcards I've been switching between purses and wallets for years. Hahaha. Anyway, so I go and ask them if they could tell me how much is on each and I figure its probably like a dollar or two on them. They have to call some place to figure it out because the cards are so old they are showing up as unactivated on their registers. (oops. lol) As they are making the calls and doing whatever it is that they do, I walk over to a clearance section. They have 12 pairs of the same Nike shoe. Black and pink. Uhhh I'm not a fan of pink, but since it's clearance, I check. People, this shoe should not have been on clearance. In my opinion, clearance is 50% or higher off. This shoe was originally $70 and they were selling it for $60. Gee. Thank you so much. I literally shook my head and put the box back on the shelf and walked around the stand again. Then I saw one New Balance box. I walk over, and it's my size, and they are running shoes. And what do you know?? They are on sale for $26! Now THAT'S more like it. I try them on and they feel good and by now the ladies at the counter figured out what I had left on the cards. $12!!!! So they give me a replacement card with the total on it, and I decide to get the shoes. When they ring the shoes up, they come up for $6 less than priced! So the shoes are now $20 and I have a $12 giftcard. I ended up paying $8 for a pair of awesome New Balance shoes. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Anyway, the reason I was looking at myself so intently was because I just had this moment of realization of feeling like I finally felt, and looked, my age. I was looking and I said out loud, "Uhh... Ok this is weird." I don't know how to explain it, but I just finally recognized myself as an adult and as a 21, almost 22 year old. </span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-72691505916167109772013-06-07T11:45:00.002-07:002013-06-07T11:45:47.051-07:00My fellow Musketeers<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Ok, fine. We aren't really musketeers. Just boring ol' interns. SIKE!! WE ARE SO AWESOMEE. Hahaha! But for real. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Coolest facts thus far: He has played guitar for like 10yrs and has an incredible voice too! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> We've actually had a few worship seshes together and our voices blend pretty impressively. I'm excited to get to know these guys because I can already tell they are exceptional people, and as we all know, I love me some awesome peeps.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> When I was younger, I used to read by night-light because I was suppose to be in bed with the lights off! I would get out of my bed and just lay under the outlet that had that teeny tiny little light plugged in and just read for hours. I never got into the whole flashlight-under-the-covers thing. I remember being grounded to my room without tv or computer and sent to my room to stay the night and I would just rub my hands together in my head and laugh evilly because all my books were in my room! It wasn't a punishment! MUAHAHA!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So I'm curious!! What books are you reading right now? And where is your favorite place to read?</span>Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-39545686480272377262013-05-31T21:25:00.000-07:002013-05-31T21:25:27.609-07:00Quick lil post for prayer<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Well, tomorrow is Saturday. Then the next day is Sunday... which means that I'll be preaching in what Highland (the church I work at) calls Hot Church. It is a Sunday morning service for middle and high schoolers. I had 4 days to prepare it. Tomorrow is the last day and I'm still writing. I know I'll get it done in time. I've never turned in a paper late. Ok that's totally a lie, but uh... ON A DIFFERENT NOTE: I'm nervous! This will actually be the first time that I actually meet the youth so I'm pretty much feelin' the pressure to make a good impression. If I fail, I at least know that Jesus and my mother will still love me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Back to bragging about my parental units. They have been through everything with me since months before they even adopted me! I know without a shadow of a doubt that God knew what He was doing when He placed me with them. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> If I could pick ANY time period to be romanced in, it would be that one. Nowadays romance is dirtied. People go on a million dates and no one is the wiser... Where is the pursuance? </span><side a="" an="" before="" check="" decided="" even="" i="" if="" it="" just="" lol="" look="" note:="" pursuage="" to="" typed="" up="" was="" word.=""> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It seems like me</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">n these days don't want to take the time or effort to really pursue a girl. They don't want to take the time and fall in love. It's all about instant gratification. And that makes me so sad... God created love to be slow burning. That doesn't mean that it would be cold, because something burning is still hot.</span> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It's suppose to develop over time and experience. Newlyweds don't know ANYTHING about love. (That's what my mom said) I think courtship is one of the best ways to learn about each other, know how you feel, and maybe even fall in love. The way we do things now, we have zero time to do that. Men and women, girls and boys, when they are 'dating' they spend almost every waking moment together and that gives you no room to think by yourself and find out how you really feel. </span></side><br />
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<br />Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-92182894601715270632013-05-26T22:03:00.001-07:002013-05-27T21:40:28.399-07:00Interning for the summer<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> My junior year of college ended about a month ago. This means I am a college senior. This also means that I am freaking out! I am one year closer to being an Adult Adult. Not just an adult. We're talkin' the Big Leagues. I am a nervous wreck!! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> The summer between my sophomore year and junior year of high school, I was called into the ministry. I didn't know what kind, and to be honest, I am still not exactly sure. This past semester, I really felt God pulling me a certain direction and because of that, a door was opened for me through Intern Academy to do an internship. The church that was chosen for me to go to was Highland Park Community Church of God in Casper, Wyoming.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Interns get placed with a host family to live with for the next 10 weeks, and I was blessed enough to be welcomed into the home of Harold and Veronica Bradshaw, who just so happen to be the youth pastors for the church. They are incredible people and their faith is so evident in their lives. I am really hoping to get to know them a lot better over this summer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> There are two other interns besides me. Drew is from Florida and will be going to school with me next year. Victoria lives here in Casper and Highland is actually her home church. I've met both of them and they are cool (so far) ;) Drew and I have already been told that we could be brother and sister. Well, he is 19 so at least I'm still the oldest. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Isn't it gorgeous? It looks like an unbelievable backdrop. Those mountains in the distance are actually right outside my bedroom window. God is a little artsy don't ya think? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Anyway, today Drew and I met a few of the teens from the youth and they were pretty awesome to say the least. God is with me and I am so pumped for what He has in store. He has already shown me a few things and it's only the end of day 3.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Hopefully I'll be able to keep up this blog because not only do I want anyone who reads it to be as blessed as I know I will be through all of this, but I would also just love to have it to look back on and remember. So, if you are reading this, you just got bamboozled into praying for me and this internship, and for God's work in me! I would greatly appreciate it.</span></div>
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Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-87750259698065174312013-03-21T09:39:00.002-07:002013-05-26T13:33:35.859-07:00Jesus Calling<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There is a devotion book called <i>Jesus Calling </i>that I am going to start soon. Many of my friends have been reading the book and have posted some excerpts from it and they have all been really good.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> On Warner University campus, there is a fire spreading among the students. It is pretty inspiring to see God moving among people here. We have something called Student Alpha. It is a weekly meeting on Thursdays about what it means to be a Christian and lets students talk about questions that they have about it and there are two leaders per group (of about 7) who are there to help guide discussion and answer questions. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I think it is a really awesome thing for sure, but like I was talking about in my last post, I've been reading <i>Weird </i>and in the last chapter I read, Groeschel was talking about how to choose the wise thing to spend our time that God has given us. Sometimes even when the choices we have in front of us aren't necessarily bad, we "have to start saying no to good things so you'll be able to say yes to the best things." For some of us, that's a very hard thing to do because we are good at making excuses. We can think up reasons why one thing will be really good for us because we want to do it so badly, but in some cases, the one thing really isn't. Groeschel talks about making choices based on our self awareness and where we are in our lives at the moment we need to make the choices. So in other words, even though Student Alpha is a great ministry, my time, I believe, can be spent better elsewhere.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Based on my above decision, and having been given a copy of <i>Jesus Calling</i> by my friend, Kalyn, I am going to tell you what I have been thinking about doing, and I would really like some feedback PLEASEEEE :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> It can take many different ways to reach people for Jesus and to inspire each other to follow God's will. I want to propose this: Myself, along with a few other people who would like to be involved, do this devotion and post, daily, our thoughts and motivations that we received from it and in doing so, hopefully be able to inspire each other, and whoever else reads this blog or wherever else we might post it. Those who do the daily posting can send me their thoughts and I can post them on my blog so that everyone can read them. Also, the comment section can be open to anyone who wants to comment on what someone has said, or add their own thoughts. If you are interested in helping, please comment or email me!! <a href="mailto:kstephens1991@yahoo.com">kstephens1991@yahoo.com</a> Guys, we have to get out of our comfort zones and choose things that will reach out to others. Sometimes it takes more than just living out our lives. Sometimes it takes action on our parts. So if you would be interested in being one of those people, and it can alternate people per day so you don't have to post everyday, then please give this some thought.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">God Bless!! Have a great day :)</span><br />
<br />Kellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12998150461886471445noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061473879887078611.post-39135217623529385602013-03-18T06:58:00.000-07:002013-05-26T13:34:22.933-07:00Gettin Weird<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hey Everyone!!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I am sorry that I haven't blogged in months. Let me tell you, when college gets hard, it gets HARD. I haven't been able to take a break for quite some time. I seriously feel like I've been jumping from one thing to another and the only time I get some rest is the 5 hours of sleep I get at night, then I'm up and going again. It is incredibly stressful to have all of this stuff to get done and feel like there is no time to get it done in. I've got so much going on that everything I'm involved in, I feel that I am doing them half-hearted or with half the effort I could be. I've got classes with lots of homework, I've got track practice, I've got a campus job, and then I'd like to think that I've got somewhat of a social life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Because my track meets are almost always over 2 hours away, I usually read on the bus. I just started the book called <i>Weird</i> by Craig Groeschel. Basically, it is about being different than everyone else because of the effort we put into becoming like Jesus and striving for God's will. The first few chapters caught my attention. They were about time. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> First, let me tell you, when I read books like this, I highlight and underline the heck out of them. I've only gotten through the first 3 chapters of the book, but almost every page has something underlined or noted. I'll list a few of the things that I underlined. Again these are from <i>Weird</i> by Craig Groeschel.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I know that God gave us 24 hour days and everything that He wants us to do can be accomplished in that amount of time. It just that most of the time, we prioritize things that the world tells us is important over what God tells us is important. Having no time to spend time with Him in His Word is no excuse. So basically.... My first paragraph is irrelevant. Haha. I am terrible about prioritizing my time. I know that, my mother knows that, a lot of people know that. It's definitely something that I need to work on. God made me for something and I'm pretty sure it wasn't for this daily struggle of juggling homework, practicing, and all the other stuff I'm involved in. He asks us to lay our burdens on Him. And I believe that if we put Him first, everything else will fall into place. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Anyway, there are some things that I want to do with my blog in the upcoming weeks and I will post about it in a day or so. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> The worst part about all of this is having the feeling that all of it is for nothing. Maybe I don't know where I am going or if I am going in the right direction. I've been doing a lot of thinking (when I can seem to find the time) and I've been feeling that I've been thinking in the wrong direction as to what I am going to do with my life. </span><br />
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I went to Florida State Youth Convention over the weekend. I think it was just what I needed after all the thinking that I have been doing. The services were really good, mostly because of the worship. The sermons weren't very deep, but they had a really good message in them. <b>Unplug </b>was the theme of the convention, which was basically about taking the time to unplug from everything around us like Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, our phones, our computers and just sit in the presence of God and listen. Give our full attention to what God has to say. It reminded me of last years conference in Ohio. The theme was <b>Pause</b> and was about pressing pause on the things around us so that we could actually hear what God had to say. Anyway, I was at my Warner table in the convention center and all weekend I met some cool people including Katie who is an admissions counselor from Anderson University. Her booth was right next to mine. We went to Popeye's together and had some good conversation. By far one of the coolest people I met all weekend was a guy named Bill, but he goes by Gator. He is a crazy Gator's fan and is funny as all get out. When he wore his camouflage ball cap, he looked like Larry the Cable guy. He is an ex-Marine and definitely looked like it. I took this picture with him.</div>
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Gator is one of those people that reminds me about how awesome people can be. God has created the entire human race, all people that have been, are, and will be, and none of them are the same. We all have gone through different situations and have changed from the experiences we have. People have such deep personalities and I believe that God created us this way so that we would intentionally have to take the time to get to know one another. Christianity is a relationship. It's a relationship with Jesus, as well as with the people of the world. We weren't created this way to be alone… we were created to be with people. God wants to be known by us, we want to be known by others, so why wouldn't others want to be known as well??? </div>
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On Saturday evening, I needed to head to my booth so I could set up a little bit before the main evening service began so I was walking down the long hall of the convention center to get to my table at the other end. The convention center hallways were completely filled with hundreds of kids bouncing off the walls from lack of sleep or too much sugar... I don't even know... There were also the older teenagers in little tight groups talking to each other along the walls or in the sitting areas, but the ones that I paid attention to were the group of girls (freshman I think) that were walking a little bit behind me, probably to get in line by the doors for when they opened. Anyway, what I heard was incredibly disturbing and really was a slap in the face telling me to wake up to what was around me. They were talking about school and then one girl said something like "Well, I know I am ugly so it doesn't matter." I literally stopped in my tracks and turned around and they all almost tripped on me because I stopped so fast. I looked at the girl who had said it and my jaw dropped to the floor. She was so pretty!! Beautiful blond hair to her shoulders, bright blue eyes, long lashes, gorgeous mouth and smile. I was like, "Please tell me you are kidding." And she kinda looked at me and said "No I'm not kidding. I'm ugly and I don't like myself." I said, "You definitely are not ugly and what do you not like?" She then gestured toward her stomach. I said, "Girl, you can work on that! It's not permanent!" She said, "Yeah I'm on a diet. It's the one with the shakes." I then told her that it might work while she was on it, but as soon as she started eating food again, she would gain the weight right back, so instead of doing the shakes, she should try something like Weight Watchers where you don't <i>not</i> eat certain foods, you just eat a lot less. That's where you drop the weight. Another girl popped up and said, "Yeah I know I'm not really pretty either, but I know this is how God made me so yeah." DANG!! These girls needed some serious ministry. It made me so sad to think that these two beautiful girls thought they were ugly just because they had a little extra weight. </div>
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This was another God moment for me. (I've been having a lot of them....) I feel like God was grabbing me and shaking me and saying, "See all these people?? There is more going on in the world besides you and your problems. Be aware of them. Be someone who deals with them." I've always loved people. I love watching people, I love talking to people, and I love learning about all the different kinds of people and cultures in the world. We really are God's greatest and most intricate creation. We were, after all, the peak of creation. Don't ever look down on someone because they aren't your idea of pretty, or pleasant, or pleasing. God created them. He made them unique. He knew them in their mother's womb, just as He did you. Loving your neighbor as yourself really is incredibly important in the role of a Christian. If you really are gonna strive to be as Jesus, you are gonna have to eat with the tax collectors, the weak, the poor, and the dirty. It's a seems like a tough job, but if we love Christ as we should, we will be able to do it, and maybe even enjoy it. So I've decided that instead of being just a people watcher, I'm gonna be a people lover. Maybe you should too.</div>
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