Pirates; symbolism

Yeah for the annual Muppet Treasure Island Party!! Some sweet stuff was 'comandeered' from school and lovely pirate shaped cookies were made. Making this one of the best ever, HOWEVER, Many mateys were missed greatly. (No they did not fall overboard).

Some new crew members were added, but they could never replace the originals! Perhaps one day we shall all be together! Ahoy!

The black spot cookie is seen above and is currently circulating. dun dun dun. BEWARE THE BLACK SPOT!


Ok and now, because I am too lazy to write a seperate blog for this, and because my time is running out on this publiK computer, I must now tell you the deep inner workings of my mind without allowing you to switch gears. How cruel. But if I can do it, so can you. And well, only a handful of beautiful people such as yourself read this thing anyway. I thank you.

Anywho, I'm just realizing how crazy symbolic I am lately. Like everything everywhere makes me think something a little bit more deeply. I read into songs and look for signs from God about situations in all sorts of inanimate objects. Is that wierd, ignorant, archaic, strange, cool, psychotic? Well, I think it comes from being an artist somewhat. Or rather that my artistic nature comes out of that. about a week ago I saw a face in the carpet. I'm nuts. Do you think that God ever speaks faster than we ought to act? I am straying now from my original topic, but I really would like to hear as many answers to these questions, especially this last question. I hope you are still reading.

Bexter: Super Hero

I'm a super hero. It's true. I have most recently tapped into my abilities and they are unrelenting. The world will once again be saved from complete destruction.



To be a bit more realistic, I'm just feeling very confident lately. All in one day: I rescued the Preschoolers from a technological attack (the TV didn't work) I called the alarm company after someone else (NOT ME!!) accidentally set off the alarm. She was excessively grateful. Then after accidentally dropping our recycling can in the newspaper bin, I thought about diving in, when Sarah spotted a stick from afar and I proceeded to somehow be successful in using said stick. Other occurences: somehow being successful teaching things beyond my capability, learning huge concepts and annoying details on a daily basis, and being completely blown away by randomly remembering things about computers and then putting them to practice on the spot! Now I get to go be a hero to my Kids Hope mentee.



P.S. For those who want a more accurate and colorful description of my life, Sarah's been doing a much better job than myself in depicting everyday life in Colorado. I don't write some stuff sometimes because I know she is doing a much better job. Especially when it comes to our recent misadventures in Fort Collins!! http://www.xanga.com/sem1210

quotable quotes

A few pickings of my brain that I want to call quotes. My own, noone else's. Though they are not copyrighted. So go ahead and steal them if you want. you live with the guilt! hahah.. *meniacal laughter*

" No two people are not alike" this is a little spinoff of the phrase from homestar runner that says 'No two people are not on fire'. But seriously though, I've just been thinking about how alike I once thought I was with some people and now I'm seeing so many differences and it kinda bugs me in some ways and in other ways it's great because I see that I am ME. and no one else. I find more and more that Identity issues are a key thing in life. We all struggle with it and more importantly we all need to. And to top that off, I just have to say that when I see my identity as being in Christ everything else just gets way simpler.

"The outpouring of the soul leads to nothing human" This is just something I thought of when I poured my heart out once upon a time and the person I was talking to didn't help me at all and in fact made matters worse. Venting is good and everyone needs to do it, but I won't really ever get anything out of that process. Even when you do think someone understands you, they won't always be there. Only One person remains, as the Listening Ear and the Comforting Shoulder. That sounds a little superficial, and it is a little. Because I am still very sad about it.

Let Go and Let God

This is basically what the sermon was about today. Plain and simple: Let Go and Let God. Don never said it in so many words, but that was what it was. Trust in God and stop trying to do it yourself. Alot of people won't say this phrase because they think it is cliche. Well, yeah, I suppose. But really, now, are cliche's always so bad (this coming from an artist! WOAH!) seriously though. They got cliche for a reason. Their overused for a reason. They are true, they say it simple and straight. Course I guees we don't always want it to be so simple. Hearing it the same way over again makes it easier to ignore. But that doesn't mean it ought to be ignored. In fact, quite the opposite. Give it a shot onece again and just listen to what the good phrase says!

I've been trying to live this out today. It isn't too easy. I really like trying to do things and fix things. But I suck at it. I end up watching everyone help me fix my problems instead. Which is beautiful and absolutely humbling too. Lately I don't even know how to pray, I just know that that is the ONLY thing truly required of me.

Completely unrelated (though all things relate and I could make this relate if I wanted to, which I do, but it might be painful for you, my few and far between reader(s) : JUNO. Great movie. I giggled through about the entire thing. Somewhat crude at points (I give you fair warning) But it is just so honest and real and full of hope. (and sarcasm)

Quote from the movie: Doctors are sadists who like to play God and laugh at the lesser people's pain.

I knew it!

I LoVe......

Colorado
Cheap clothes and chairs at thrift stores
that my 'check engine' light is off (this has never happened in the history of the Postma family)
that that happened for free (thanks Brian!)
that I also got a sideview mirror for free
that the outdoors can make me happy
that it is 70 degrees and it is also November
that my roommate can hug me after arguing
Inta Juice and the ginseng/licithin that is making me so happy!
that Sarah loves Fiest and is taking me to a concert
Free music and Radio stations that are simply amazing
cooking for friends who don't hate me when I screw it up
Sunshine
Jesus
My Bible study that is sooo amazingly comfortable, safe, and inviting
My pastor who won't let us stay comfortable
Fresh Air
That I am doing grown-up things in an un-grown up way
That I can talk to all my family members and that they all care about me no matter how far away I am
That life is a rollercoaster
That I can smell and see and be and live
Irish music on the radio
Oreos
That my computer 'works' and I didn't have to pay a thing
That the mountains are only an hour away and so is Denver
That my back hurts because of go-karts and kicking butt at it
Awkwardness. seriously. Embrace awkwardness, it is what binds us together.

Ok... you think i'm rambling, crazy, high or something right now, but it is all good. I'm having a terrific day and I am attributing it all to a)Jesus b)people around me c)the weather and d)intajuice!

All in a week's work

So long, no blog. But here I am again, and this time with something to say! (and there was great rejoicing)

So this is my week in a nutshell:

Sunday night: reluctantly call Mason back after I figure out he knows I'm still awake: darn Facebook (aka stalker program)
Monday morning: recieve telephone call from school at 7:45 when I should have been at school 10 minutes earlier! yikes, but if it weren't for talking to Mason, my cell phone wouldn't have been nearby and I would have been much, MUCH later! yay Providence! I had set my alarm for 5:45 PM! oops!
End of 1st hour class (still Monday!) Student falls off chair and sprains ankle. great.....
Tuesday: Bible study meets for first time. We joke through our prayer requests as Sarah needs a big fish and I need a kick in the pants. Guys cringe so much when you say that!
Wednesday: Babysit a kid with an attention span lasting 1/2 the length of any activity!
Thursday: Listen to Jack Johnson in Library class (the sharing song from Curious George soundtrack) oh Jack!
Tomorrow: Try my first field trip! Here goes nothing!
Saturday: First football game? --- EVER
Sunday: a hike up in the 'high country' to see some pines turning their colors!

I miss you already

I'm actually listening to a song right now that is entitled "I miss you" by And then I Turned Seven (now called Jamestown story). How fitting for my life right now. I hate good-byes. I had a few yesterday and found myself tearing up considerably. I never really cry when I'm actually saying good-bye to someone, but later it hits me like a ton of bricks.
Good-byes suck. That's what I usually say. And that they are super awkward. By the way, I just want to give a big shout out to Andrea for acknowledging such awkwardness! But really, the thing about good-byes is that all of a sudden you begin to realize how much people really mean to you and how much you mean to them. That's a good feeling. That's the stuff that makes me tear up.
For a person who has found a great meaning to life by enjoying the life of others; being inspired, motivated, intrigued and challenged by others in bold and subtle ways, life is going to change drastically. Most of you know my desire and need for variety, that this change will be ultimately a very good thing. I thank you for your encouragement, even from such a distance (as unwilling as that condition might be). Most of all I want you to know that I wish it was possible to be near all of you! As much as I love traveling, I wish it was possible to revert back to the days when all your family and friends lived within 5 miles of eachother. But I do love traveling, and here comes my next big trip!