Ah the heat...

The summer heat has come. Wow has the weather been crazy. Super hot. Almost too hot. But hot and indeed lovely. My first school friend got married this past weekend. It scares me. They are truely lovely together but for me to think of marriage, it's huge! It's the rest of your life! That could be along time. I feel young but feel old. It's and odd place.

Coffee House... Awesome fun time! Went very well. Had a blast. Made money for Invisible Children. Super awesome. We are hoping to have another one in August and raise money for Mount Carmel so start praciticing. Man was it hot in that school. It was like perma-sweat! Ick! we slept at the school which proved being quite fun and watched pride and prejudice (which is one of my favs!) with our sam wok in hand (also one of my favs). Then in the early morning, we greeted the world looking quite lovely (in otherwords, pretty gross) and a lot of people dropped by. Great timing I must say. But over all, lovely.

I broke a record... A 10 year or more record down the drain. I threw up! Yes, it is quite shocking I know! There is a lovely story to go along with it so I will tell. It really is quite enjoyable so keep reading. But I do warn you, it is kinda gross at times...
On June 28th, I woke up at around 9:30 am and felt kinda woozy. I had been feeling head achey because of the hot weather that I was not climatized to yet and was feeling similar wednesday morning. I thought that proping up my other pillow on top of the other one might help but I still felt ill. I thought to myself "I'm going to throw up! No... I will not. I will not let myself throw up." So I started swallowing to get my body in sync with the motion of downwards is the flow. That didn't last long and I still felt gross. So I thought some more "I am going to throw up. I can't believe this is going to happen! Why!!!!" So I stood up and started throwing up while running to the bathroom. Of course, I had nothing in my stomach so it was yellowy stuff (kinda gross I know but don't say I didn't warn you). I got it on the bathroom mats and all over my face and in my hair. I started bawling while sitting on the floor and throwing up. I could hear my mom on the other side of the wall in her bathroom and since I couldn't see and didn't know what to do, I felt around for the garbage can. With not being able to see, it was tricky. I started banging the garbage can against the wall trying to get my moms attention and come to my rescue. Instead, she knocked back thinking it was just a knock knock game or something. Then in my tears and frustration, I tried crying out for her yelling as loud as I could (which wasn't very loud at all) "mom!! I need your help!!" and she just thought I was saying good morning or something so she answered sweetly through the wall "Hello Cheryl!". By now, I was in full force crying feeling very helpless. My mom then turned on the blow dryer and I felt awful. When she was done doing her hair, she finally was in her room and I cried out for her more and she finally said "Is there something wrong?" and came into the bathroom where I was sitting. She gave me a kleenex to wipe my eyes because I couldn't see. She then asked where I threw up and I looked at where she was standing and said "right where you are standing." Well that didn't go over well. She then wiped her feet and said "Make sure you clean this up soon! I got to go. Bye!" And left me. Yes it is a very sad story but now we laugh at it. My mom laughs now about how she reacted. It was quite funny.

I played pool tonight with my lovely pal, Jeanette. She is leaving me for Australia... I am left heart broken. But still. I got to spend a lovely time learning to play pool with a good ol' pal. By the way, she is a very good volley ball player. She beat my sisters team the first round. Quite impressive.

Camp Camp Camp! Yippy! Hear I come!

Summer fun...

Well... Summer is officially here today and I'm lovin' it! I love the nice warm weather (but not sweltering), the smiling, the stupid people with RAGE ROAD! Arg... , camp in a week and a half, coffee house, weddings (Lauren and Jay this weekend! Congrats!), beaches, hot vehicles, burns, soft grass... Ah summer. I always am reminded of the song off of Grease when they are all singing when Sandy and Danny don't know that they are at the same school and are telling the stories of their summer... Anyways, the first line of the song goes "Summer lovin, having a blast.. Summer lovin, happened so fast..." and so on. Yes, summer does fly by which is too bad unless you live in california where it is summer all year round then it is ok. But I think summer is great. So enjoy yourself this summer and have a blast as Danny off of Grease said. :)

Yay for CAMP!

Well it is definatly almost summer when you hear talk of camp! The joys of camp is too much to contain. Ah yes the endless days outdoors, campfires, sports, hanging out, the good food, floating down the river, going to see the nurse, pillow fights, campers... Wow I can't wait. Camp is such an amazing experience. I wish all would have an experience like it. Some summer, try going 8 weeks in a row. It is quite an adventure. I know Michelle can agree that it is a learning experience, but is worth it. Yes, camp can have its trials and tribulations, but it has all of its rewards that only God can give. If you have a chance, go volunteer for a week this summer. It's probably one of the best places on earth. Eeee!!! Who's excited!!!!?? See you at camp.

OUCH!

So as most of you know, I am very white. Quite pale. Some have called me pasty or blinding. It can be quite frustrating. I don't hate what I look like but I don't quite appreciate or like it at times. Such as today. I went out for lunch with a friend and we sat outside. Yes, I know you are squinting at the knowing experience I had. I burned. Yes, I am red once again as I was 2 weeks ago. Does anyone realize how frustrating that is! I can't even sit outside for and hour without frying! I don't get it. I know most of the red heads out there can relate. It can be harder than you think to have a very white complexion. I think I was ment to live in the old days when if you were white, it was good. Tanned was looked down apon then. Not saying I don't wish I could be tanned, but that is how it was back then.

Tanned is the good looking factor of this day and age. I do understand that yes, they could get cancer and yes, it sometimes look fake (because it is). It still doesn't make being super white any easier. Most of the time I am alright with being blindingly white, but when the summer begins and I look around at all the people who can tan really easily and look great, I do feel a slight tinge of wishing I was someone else.

This blog is not ment for you readers to not feel sorry for me or feel guilty for being able to tan. It is just how I feel on hot days when even if I wear sunscreen, I still burn! I do know that God made me how I am. I know that. I know that no one elses opinion shouldn't matter and God's is the only one that matters... But that is harder than it is said (or typed in this case). A dear friend once said they would never marry any one who burns because they don't want to pass that on to their children. It may have been a joke and I do understand, but that comment has stuck with me for the couple years. Now, marriage is not something I focus on, but that comment is just something that rings in my head. I may not be good enough for my friend, which is fine and there are no hurt feelings in the matter, but being good enough for others is something I struggle with. (He and I are still friends by the way. If he is reading this, really there is no hard feelings.)

I believe that I am made this way and I am beautiful in God's eyes. I really do believe it. I just struggle with keeping up with this worlds expectations. Not that I have to be keeping up, but deep down, lots of girls want to be beautiful in the worlds eyes. I just may have a small case of that sickness.