skippy mcskipperson
mmmm...no school for me today.
this weekend was lots of fun...ahs arts festival, wl dance concert...it was good times. woke up this morning with a headache, decided it would be good to stay home. yes...very good.
my mom told me they were going to fire me from school because of how little i go.
i start work in less than 2 weeks...blehh. is anyone even going to GO to the pool when its 60 degrees outside?!
i never really put anything substansial in here.
recently i've been having an identity crisis.
"do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is-his good, pleasing and perfect will." romans 12:2
"store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." matthew 6:20-21
"be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us." ephesians 5:1-2
Julian and I are sitting on my front porch. Julian starts the conversation as we're watching a plane fly overhead.
"It would be really cool to be looking at a plane and see it burst into flames."
"Yeah."
Long pause, and we realize how cruel we're being. Then I speak.
"Except for the fact there would be, like, people in it."
"Yeah." Another long pause. "It would be really cool if the plane was flying itself." Julian shrugs. "Maybe with like a pilot. And you see him parachute away."
"Yeah."
"And then he would land on your roof!" She points to the house across the street. "And by your roof, I mean your neighbors." We laugh.
"Then I'd say to him...'want a chocolate covered strawberry?'" I hold up the plate to the imaginary pilot on my neighbors roof.
"And then..." She gestures pulling off a mask. "He pulls of the mask to reveal..." I furrow my eyebrows at her. "MISCHA!"
"And then I'll ask her...'want a chocolate covered strawberry?'" I put the plate down. "Oh right, nevermind, you don't eat."
That was one of the most amusing conversations I've ever had in my life.
this weekend was lots of fun...ahs arts festival, wl dance concert...it was good times. woke up this morning with a headache, decided it would be good to stay home. yes...very good.
my mom told me they were going to fire me from school because of how little i go.
i start work in less than 2 weeks...blehh. is anyone even going to GO to the pool when its 60 degrees outside?!
i never really put anything substansial in here.
recently i've been having an identity crisis.
"do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is-his good, pleasing and perfect will." romans 12:2
"store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." matthew 6:20-21
"be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us." ephesians 5:1-2
Julian and I are sitting on my front porch. Julian starts the conversation as we're watching a plane fly overhead.
"It would be really cool to be looking at a plane and see it burst into flames."
"Yeah."
Long pause, and we realize how cruel we're being. Then I speak.
"Except for the fact there would be, like, people in it."
"Yeah." Another long pause. "It would be really cool if the plane was flying itself." Julian shrugs. "Maybe with like a pilot. And you see him parachute away."
"Yeah."
"And then he would land on your roof!" She points to the house across the street. "And by your roof, I mean your neighbors." We laugh.
"Then I'd say to him...'want a chocolate covered strawberry?'" I hold up the plate to the imaginary pilot on my neighbors roof.
"And then..." She gestures pulling off a mask. "He pulls of the mask to reveal..." I furrow my eyebrows at her. "MISCHA!"
"And then I'll ask her...'want a chocolate covered strawberry?'" I put the plate down. "Oh right, nevermind, you don't eat."
That was one of the most amusing conversations I've ever had in my life.