Stuff I Love.

I love to paint. In case you haven't gotten that from previous posts!! This painting was a Halloween-y inspired work of mediocre art. Very amature. I like it though, especially the eye.

Have you seen that old Sci-Fi movie, Jeepers Creepers?

Yeah, that's where the inspiration for the eye came from. When I get better at painting, I'm going to try this again, and hopefully it'll turn out better.

I miss my crazy hair!! (That's me on the left.) Megan's on the right. My hair was bright yellow and red for a while, and I loved it!! Then I had it like, purpley but that faded pretty fast, then I put blue in it and that turned greenish which was gross so I dyed over it and now it's just plain brown. Ick.

I don't like it plain. One of these days I'm going to dye it funky again!!

I love my kitten, Scotty!!

I was trying to make him feel like Simba in this picture, you know where in The Lion King, Rafiki the baboon holds him up and that song's all like, "It's the Circle of Liiiiife!!"

I don't think he thought it was as funny as me...

He looks a bit disgruntled.

Among other things, lots of things, I love sunrises.

This one is my favorite.

That single ray of light.

I love quotes too!! One of my favorites that I came across was this:

Life... Is like an analogy.

:)

Love Your Life.

I've noticed something. My last few posts have been a little Negative Nancy. I apologize for this!

Life is beautiful. Life is fast. If you don't appreciate it, it's got this way of knocking you down on your butt, and making you wish you had spent more time appreciating it.

I've learned this over and over.

Love your life!! Don't just live it and take it for granted.

Cuz it can disappear. In a blink. Of an eye.

Go on a walk; see the changing leaves on trees. Watch every sunset; feel the colors.

Say 'thank you' to your friends, you don't know how much they might need it.

Do the dishes; Mom will appreciate it more than you know.

Life is precious.

It's never as bad as it seems. The solution to most problems is time. Give it time. I should follow my own advice, too.

The one thing I have trouble with though is patience. That's so contradictory to what I just said, but it's something I struggle with. Patience may be a virtue, but not one that I posses. I'd be so much more at peace if I knew how things were going to work out in the end, but that's not how faith works, is it?

"The Lord's ways are not thy ways."

How true.

Icy Misery.

It's happened.

The first snow of the season is here...

Let the misery begin.

T-cells and Parking Lot Optimism

I noticed today that my T-cells are not doing a very good job. My nose is stuffy, and my neck aches. I'm thinking a very premature cold is coming along.

It is not welcome.

But I will just drink alot of my favorite peppermint tea and hope it passes soon. Maybe it's just because I haven't been sleeping as much as I should... I fell asleep in my Study Hall class and left with a red mark on my forehead.

Logan said it was funny.

Yesterday Scotty climbed up on top of my head, I didn't put him up there, he went up there himself and stayed for a good 15 minutes before climbing back down.

It was really cute!

That blurred image in the background is my sister Maren. And the mess behind her is my house. Pleasant huh?

Today I stayed after school, and had to wait for my Mom to come get me... I hate not having a car. I'm pretty much the only senior at my school that doesn't have a car, and I hate asking for a ride. I called her twice, 20 minutes apart, and both times she said, "Oh yeah I'm coming."

LIES.

I was getting so mad, but I decided that this was the perfect time to adjust my attitude.

So, I looked around me, and noticed these things:

It was sunny! And not cold at all.

I got to spend some time outside, and take that above picture.

I got to spend a little bit of time by myself.

How's that for looking on the bright side? Take that, pessimism!!

Ultimate Masterpiece

I like to think myself an upcoming artist. I'm not great at painting, or drawing, or making things. But I love to try anyways. I love how a paintbrush feels in my hand...

I love how every color is waiting to be spread across the page, made into a masterpiece...

I love how pastels feel in my fingers, and how much fun it is to smear and blend the colors!

And I love the colored pencils almost as much as painting. I love the sound of them clinking together, and how they smell.

(Is that weird?)

The thing I love the most though, is the final result of my efforts. How good my painting or drawing looks, to me. Again, I'm not great or anything, but I still like to try.

Something that totally awes me is this:

This is God's work. His Masterpeice. And I bet He didn't even have to try.

And so this is my theory: The Master...is my Father. Why can't He teach me? There's not a better teacher, anywhere. I can learn. It just takes patience. In all things.

Have an awesome week!