day twenty eight: the rest is still unwritten.

Hopes, dreams, and goals for the next 365 days.  Well, that most definitely cannot be summed up in a single post, m'dears.  So, I'll just give you a glimpse of what I'm hoping to accomplish in the next few months.

1. quit stereo typing.
I'm a stereotyper.  And I mean bad.  I have everyone put into boxes, as if they're not capable of being anything but a "prep" or a "nerd".  I guess you just kind of pick it up when you've been in public school since first grade.  But no more.  I'm going to see people for who they really are; I'll look past their clothes, language, social status.  I'll see them as God's creation -- after all, we're all His image-bearers.


2. find my style.
As of now, I have none.  I mean, zilch.  See, I've always been a tomboy, and now that I'm in high school, well that exterior isn't me anymore.  Sure, I like sweats and T-shirts on occasion -- who doesn't? But on a daily basis, erm, no.  So -- ya'll wanna help me?  I was thinking some you could do a favorite outfit post, so I could get a head-start in the fashion world. *cheesy grin*


3. be myself.
I know that sounds overly cliche, but I need to just be me.  I feel confined to this person people expect me to be, and I'm sick of it.  I will not be put in a box.  I will be my own person.  Have my own spunk. Wear what I want, even if the rest of the school hates it.  Sing like no one's listening.  Love like there's no tomorrow.


"Feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you.  Only you can let it in.  No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips.  Drench yourself in words unspoken, live your life with arms wide open.  Today is where your book begins, the rest is still unwritten."  --Unwritten, Natasha Bedingfield


What are some of your ambitions?


-anna :)

due to extreme amounts of homework...

I won't be posting for the next few days.  But -- I will eventually finish the 28 day challenge and get back to blogging regularly.  In the mean time, hope ya'll are having a pleasant day :)  As of this moment, I'm sitting in English gazing out the window, anticipating the weekend.  A homework free, retro T.V., sweats-and-ponytail-all-day, kind of weekend.  A weekend full of blog-reading, leaving comments, and writing blog posts. Until then, though, I'll leave you with this.

"...if His grace is an ocean we're all sinking."

-anna :)

day twenty six: whoopsy daisy...

Day twenty six: a childhood memory.

As I child, I was a klutz.

Well, let me rephrase that.

I am a klutz.

The ironic thing is, my name, Anna, means 'one of grace'.

BAH!

I'm the clumsiest person you'll probably ever encounter, or at least read about :)

Let's take a look at my childhood, shall we?

Age 3

I fell all the time.  I mean, every other step - bam! - I was on my face.  People began to think I was being abused after a huge, purple shiner appeared on my head.  Mom then asked my pedatrition if I needed a helmet.  He told her I'd grow out of it. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Some random time in elementry school
I learned to ride a bike. Exciting? Yes. Terrifying? No. Seeing I was a dare devil, I tried to perfect the art of riding without my hands on the handlebars. Crashed many a time trying, leaving two wonderful scars on each of me knees.

Age 7

Three-legged race at church.  Two steps away from the finish line, and I tripped, bringing my partner down with me, and busting my chin open.  My reply?  "Mom, am I bleeding?"  5 stitches later, I had a nice little scar.

Age 11

This one wasn't really my fault.  I blacked out from the heat and fell on the concrete, busting my chin open, yet another time.  I woke up to a guy from youth group telling me, "Don't walk toward the light!" 5 more stitches.  Fun! ;)

So you see, I had quite a rough childhood.  Thankfully, I'm learning to be graceful

...sort of ;)

day twenty five: a recipe.

Since we're not really into the whole cooking thing in my family, I decided to do something of my own with this post.

'Recipe for a Happy Anna' :)

-Her best friend, Jesus
-A thunderstorm
-The Outsiders
-Dr. Pepper
-13 Going on 30
-No homework
-Pray by Justin Bieber
-A phone call from Bleah
-An e-mail from Lily
-A new pair of converse
-Dodgeball in gym
-Peter Pevensie
-Saved by the Bell
-A wide smile
-The word "dandy"
-Doodles in the margin
-A new chapter on 'The Untitled Fantasy'
-Singing at the top of her lungs when no one's around
-Up and Up [Acoustic] by Relient K

day twenty four: that's a cheeto...

A movie no one would expect you to love.

Well, I'm usually an action-packed or romantic comedy kinda girl.  And when romance and action are meshed together, well, that makes it all the better :)

But -- I have to say I enjoyed this movie immensely.

Yup, I'm going with Despicable Me.

I'm just gonna list my 'favorites' from the movie, 'cause I'm really not sure how else to do this post.

Favorite character: Agnes.  I mean, how can you resist that face?

Favorite scene: When Mr. Gru blows up the little alien shack thingy.  (I'm not sure how to describe it, haha)

Or when Agnes says: IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE!!!

Favorite Quote:

Agnes: My caterpillar never turned into butterfly *sad face*

Edith: That's a Cheeto...

Agnes: Oh. *eats old, disgusting Cheeto*

Ahahaha.

But of course, the sweetest line of the movie...

Mr. Gru: But now he knows he never can part, from the three little kittens that changed his heart.

Crowd goes awww.

*awww* :)

day twenty three: don't wanna leave a mark on things...

I wanna leave an offering.  - Legacy, Nicole Nordeman

I want to be remembered as the girl that...

Was happy.

Sang her heart out.

Made someone else smile, even when she couldn't.

Dreamed until her dreams came true.

Had her own spunk.

Loved God and loved people.

I wanna leave a legacy.

day twenty two: tweeting away.

A website, huh?  Well I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE twitter.  I've had it for merely 3 days and I've tweeted 103 times.  Obsessed?  Me?  Nawh...

;)