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So...even though I have to be up in five hours, I don't feel sleepy, so I'll blog.
My legal teacher has been handing out concert tickets like they're going out of style, although Usher and Blake Shelton haven't come out with a hit in a while, so I may not be too far off.
But I'm close to scoring some Jonas Bros tickets. Not that I'd see them in concert, but I'd love to give them to someone. It'd make me that cool friend who just gives you valuable things, ya know?
I'm going to Rachel's wedding this weekend! That's crazy! I feel like it was just three years and two months ago that I met her, A dark shadow floating through Mission OK. That was such a fun weekend, getting to know her. And now she's marrying the ole Joel-meister in Swift Creek Park. Man, that little park is really filling itself up with memories.
I have a script I have to read aloud tomorrow in my Writing for Film and TV class. It's not good, but not terrible. I just don't know how to read a script aloud.
Pick up a drunk, French hitchhiker last Sunday night. That story probably deserves a paragraph in this blog, but I've told it so many times that it would be laborious to write it down.
God's been convicting me a ton, but He's also been working in my life a ton. It's a great feeling to feel active in my life for Christ.
If you need any more on my life, you'll have to ask.
My legal teacher has been handing out concert tickets like they're going out of style, although Usher and Blake Shelton haven't come out with a hit in a while, so I may not be too far off.
But I'm close to scoring some Jonas Bros tickets. Not that I'd see them in concert, but I'd love to give them to someone. It'd make me that cool friend who just gives you valuable things, ya know?
I'm going to Rachel's wedding this weekend! That's crazy! I feel like it was just three years and two months ago that I met her, A dark shadow floating through Mission OK. That was such a fun weekend, getting to know her. And now she's marrying the ole Joel-meister in Swift Creek Park. Man, that little park is really filling itself up with memories.
I have a script I have to read aloud tomorrow in my Writing for Film and TV class. It's not good, but not terrible. I just don't know how to read a script aloud.
Pick up a drunk, French hitchhiker last Sunday night. That story probably deserves a paragraph in this blog, but I've told it so many times that it would be laborious to write it down.
God's been convicting me a ton, but He's also been working in my life a ton. It's a great feeling to feel active in my life for Christ.
If you need any more on my life, you'll have to ask.