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Name: Bethany
Birthday: 11/17/1900
Gender: Female
Interests: God is so amazing, words cannot express the words I can't express. He is just so wonderful and amazing... I can't think of a better time then when I am truely in tune with God.
I love music. Singing, violin, guitar and a little piano. My family and friends. Hunting, fishing and other outdoorsy stuff. Cedar Point. :-) I'm a big Bethany Dillon fan. Love Jeremy Camp, Avalon, The Martins, Casting Crowns.. people like that. But I mostly love roasting a s'more around a huge bonfire with an acoustic guitar playing and then wrapping myself up in a blanket under the most beautiful country night sky glittered with stars, admiring what God has done... it's simply breathless.
Expertise: Rocket Science
Occupation: Student
Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/11/2005
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| How far is too far?Hey there!
I know I haven't updated in a long time... sorry. Um.. I think I'm going to get a new xanga soon...
Anyway, I'll let you know what's been going on inside my brain.
I've just recently decided that Boris is not worth my time. I'm sure he's great guy or whatever, but he just rouses up way too much drama in me. So, it's just getting tiring. I've also decided that I'll let God decide who I should date and marry. It just causes me to think and over think way too much. Plus, He's much better at it than I am...
I just had a show this past Wednesday night at my church. Um... I don't have a lot of good things to say about it. I think I did well, but there were comments made on stage about "feeling the Spirit" in offensive ways. The feeling of the "Rock Show" was more like a club in where the lights were off, it was really loud music, you could buy coffee and food, stage lights were on and you could not understand many of the lyrics. Many of the people didn't stop to talk about God or what He's been doing in their lives or how this is praising Him. I just think that instead of making it about stages and bands and lights and worldly crap, we should make it more about God. No more of the crap- let's honestly praise God, because frankly, I don't think I'll ever do a show like that again. It was not praise worthy at all. I'm just glad no one had to pay to get in- it wasn't worth paying for at all.
Anyway, I'm sorry about the ranting, but it just makes me so mad that I have to be careful about things going on in my own church. To tell you the truth, I don't know how much longer I'm going to be going to my youth group. I love the kids there, but the leaders are just starting to really tick me off and I've had it. So, I don't know, but this battle is not over- not even close.
So, just be praying about it for me and my sister and the youth group because it needs a serious change in the right direction.
Thank you and God bless!
Beth
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| AHH! What to do, what to do?Ok, I do actually think I know what I'm going to do... but I'm so SCARED!!! So if you think of me throughout the day tomorrow or Friday, please pray for me...
I miss Boris.
Love you all!
Bethany | | |
| "Paper is flat, except for pop-up books!" -EricaOk, sorry about the totally long and ridiculous entries lately. I'll try to make this one significantly shorter.
Tonight was the Christmas Concert and it went pretty well. Megan, her mom and dad were there, I finally got to meet Liz's Jordan <3 [Insert awwwww!! here]. I don't think Boris was there but eh, I'll live.
Anyway, for the Chambersingers at the Christmas Concert for our first number, we get into "couples" and walk down the aisle, stop at a row with a pretend candle and sing "Sing We Noel". Well, during that performance I accidentally did a burp or something and I don't know if Danny knew or not. It sounded loud to me, but maybe that was just because it's just me. "For Unto Us a Child is Born" went better than I thought it was going to. Yay Chambers! We got a standing ovation and to tell you the truth, I wouldn't of thought we deserved it, but I guess we did.
Orchestra did amazing too. Yay for music. God is good.
It was a good and fun day. I didn't talk to Boris, but maybe he was thinking "why didn't she say hi?" So maybe I'll say hi tomorrow, just to make him feel better... he he he. 
Happy 16th Birthday Amiee! It was fun being as crazy as you today and I apologize to my group for not doing anything... yeah, I'll work on that.
Good job Erica, you are the loveliest little sister of mine that was on stage tonight. I'm so serious.
Anyway, I'll take my pill tomorrow and maybe I won't play with the Christmas Tree.
Love you all very much!
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| Snow Days Should Die... temporarily at least.Ok, I know that the title is a little morbid, but if we have a snow day tomorrow, there's going to be a lot of things go wrong, for me anyway.
#1: The Christmas Concert is tomorrow night and EVERYONE WHO CAN GO SHOULD. Ask me about the details. If you know me, you know my number. Or you can at least can find it.
Anyway.... The Concert without a dress rehearsal = disaster... for me anyway. I know this is my 5th one, but I still like to relax and know what's happening without freaking out about where I'm supposed to be or what's going on. I think it'll be fine.
#2: Amiee's birthday. Yeah, I can give her her gift of Wednesday, but it's just not the same. She turns 16 tomorrow, not Wednesday.
#3: I want to talk to someone tomorrow and whereas it can happen Wednesday, I really just want to get it over with. (And no, it's not Boris-- that's right, I'm going to keep you in suspense.
#4: I like school. Call me weird, call me strange, just don't call me late for supper (*ha ha Erica and Burl!!) Anyway, I like the people and I'm not just talking about Boris. I like being around people. I hate being home alone with nothing to do. But Liz said that if there was a snow day tomorrow, I could go over to her house... hmmm... But what if that doesn't happen... I just want school tomorrow.
#5: I'm supposed to have pizza and Mountain Dew for lunch. I like that stuff... I want it... I paid for it...... I will eat it. Oh, I will.
Well, those are my reasons for tomorrow at least. Why couldn't they've had a snow day during golf season? Ugh.
Love y'all's!
Beth
Oh, and please take this poll... thanks a bunch!
eDiT~-~-~-~-~-~
Um, yeah, so I don't want to do my Government or Math right now, so I stole this from Kate's site. Read on, Xangianers, Read on.
Full Name: How 'bout I just give you Beth?
Eyes: Brown.
Hair: Auburn.
Have tattoos?: I've had my tongue tattooed before, but it goes away after about a 1/2 hour.
Have piercings?: Yeppers. My ears.
Have a BF/GF?: Nope... Never really had one before, but I've been about as close as you can without actually declaring it.
Own a thong? : Butt floss? Nope.
Wear perfume?: I wear deodorant more than perfume. I sometimes wear spray stuff.
HAVE YOU EVER…
Missed school because it was raining: I wish! My little brother did, though. Stupid busses!
Put a body part on fire for amusement: I plucked one of my hairs & burned it, does that count?
Been hurt emotionally: What a dumb question.
Ever thought an animated character was hot?: Ha ha! Yeah. Trunks Briefs. I love the name.
FAVORITE
Fav Color: Green
Day/Night: Night owl. But I will get up early if I have to.
Summer/Winter: Both has it's benifits. Summer is warm and no school. Winter is beautiful and I love the snow.
Lace or Satin: Umm. I don't know.
Cartoon Character: Probably Strong Bad. He's pretty amazing. (www.homestarrunner.com)
Fave Food: Subs.
Fave Advertisement: The quaker oatmeal commersh with the kids at the school play. It has the coolest music. Just ask Erica.
Fave Drink: Mtn. Dew or Vanilla Pepsi (or Vanilla Coke) Oh! I love the Coffee Fraps from Starbucks. Ooooh. 
Breakfast Food: Cereal. I know I'm boring. I like Cocoa Krispies.
Ice Cream: Cherry Cordial. Hmmmm.
Fave sport: FOOTBALL! I like Baseball and basketball though too.
RIGHT NOW
Wearing: pinkish sweater with jeans and socks.
Eating: Nothing
Drinking: my spit.
Thinkin about: School, and about what happened when I was wearing what I'm wearing.
IN THE LAST 24 HRS...
Cried: Nope. Don't think so.
Worn jeans: Yes! Right now!
Met someone New online: No, I don't meet a lot of people on-line because I never use my AIM
Done laundry: No. I'm a bad laundry doer.
Drove a car: Huh, not in this weather.
Talked on the phone: Yep.
Kissed someone: Hmmm... Maybe my mom or dad. I've never been kissed.
Said "I love you": To my daddy.
Picked a wedgie?: Probably, but who cares?
DO YOU BELIEVE IN...
Yourself: I'm starting to more and more.
Your friends: Never! Jk. Love you guys.
Santa Claus: No... But I do believe in St. Nick. (He was real).
Tooth Fairy: No, my parents didn't play that right.
Angels: Yes.
Ghosts: no.
UFO's: No.
God: That's the basis of everything I believe in.
love at first sight?: Ya know? I think that however God wants to reveal Mr. Right to me (if there is one) is up to Him. Maybe it will be love at first sight, love after a few sights or love after getting to know him. However it is, it'll be beautiful.
FRIENDS AND LIFE...
Do you ever wish you had another name?: Yeah. I used to wish my name was Rachel. But now, I just think that 'Beth' is weird.
Do you like anyone?: Have you read the last few posts?
Which one of your friends acts the most like you?: Gee, I don't know (Sarcasm), Erica.
Who have you known the longest of your friends: Kaleigh. Kindergarden. Yeah, baby!
Who's the loudest: Erica or me. Sometimes it's a tie.
Are you close to any family members?: My Erica.
Who's the weirdest?: In my family? Scott. At school? Me or Erica.
Who do you hang out with the most?: Erica.
FINISH EACH SENTENCE:
Let's walk on the: sidewalk
Let's run through: the meadow.
Let's look at the: rainbow
What a nice: day.
Where did all the: RUM GO?!
When will they: realize?
Why can't you: see?
Silly little: Potter....?
Show me: your face.
The sky: is not blue now, it's black.
Tell me: your number.
Hide me: from rejection
Love me: Boris!
I hate your stupid: mom.
My mom thinks you're: stupid.
She's not: that dumb. Well.....
Are you that: bubbly?
WHICH IS BETTER...
Coke or Pepsi: Coke.
Sprite or 7UP: Sprite
Scruff or Clean shaved: For guy? I like a little facial hair. If it looks clean cut. Scruffy isn't my favorite, but facial hair is... hmm.
Blondes or Brunnettes: Brunettes! (What else do you want me to say?)
Tall or Short: TALL!!!
Pants or Shorts: Pants. Not a big fan of my legs.
Night or Day: Night. Or Morning. Like around 8:00 Monday.
WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX...
What do you notice first: Their eyes.
Last person you slow danced with: My dad, Erica or Megan. Don't know.
Worst Question To Ask: Tattooist: "Bob is spelled with two ohs, right?"
---ARE YOU:
1. a cuddler? Oh, heaven's yes. What would I do without Caitlin hugs?
2. a morning person? Yeah, I guess. For the most part anyway.
3. are you a perfectionist? In most things.
4. an only child? Nope, I'm smack dab in the middle.
5. Catholic? Nope. (Before I typed "Nope", I accidentally typed Pope though!!) No, I'm a Bible Christian.
6. in your pajamas? No, but soon will be.
7. currently suffering from a broken heart? No. I hope I don't get one soon though...
8. left handed? Wrong. I'm right.
9. shy around the opposite gender? Only the ones I'm trying to impress.
---DO YOU:
11. bite your nails? nope.
12. get paranoid at times? Yeah.
13. currently regret something that you have said? I don't know yet. I'll find out soon though.
15. enjoy country music? The stuff that sounds more like pop, like Rascal Flatts.
16. want someone to ask you to be there boy/girl friend? Gee, ya think?
17. enjoy smoothies? Surf City is AMAZING!
18. enjoy talking on the phone? To Bernie, Shelby and Julie Ann, but I'm pretty bad with everyone else.
19. have a pet? I used to have two dogs, but they ran away. Then I found out that they had died and not run away. Then I figured out that my brother had made the whole thing up. Yes, they were imaginary dogs. I want a real dog though. I used to have two goldfish, but they died.
21. have a tendency to fall for the 'wrong' person? Just people with bad character. Thank the Lord I have Erica.
22. like someone? Oh, my gosh, do you even know me?
24. have been told that you are smart? I wish people would stop it because I'm really not all that smart.
25. have a broken bone? No, I did jam my pinky in 5th grade and have had 2 concussions before I was 13.
---LAST PERSON WHO:
1. Slept in your bed besides you? Umm, maybe Erica?
2. Saw you cry? Oh... Maybe Erica?
3. You went to the mall with? My mom.
4. You went to dinner with? My family. Cracker Barrel's BLT's are AMAZING!!
5. You talked to on the phone? My daddy.
6. Broke your heart? Joey.
7. Made you smile? I don't remember. I smile a lot.
8. Made you laugh? Probably Kate.
9. You hugged? My dad.
10. You kissed? My dad.
---ARE YOU:
1. simple or complicated? I think I'm simple, but maybe a little complicated? I don't know. I guess that answers your question.
2. hardcore? No, I'm not hardcore... (And the legend of the rent was way hardcore!!!!!)
3. tired? A little.
4. sick? My throat kinda hurts.
---DO YOU PREFER:
1. flowers or candy? Flowers. They don't make you fat.
2. grey or black? Black.
3. color or black and white photos? Depends.
4. lust or Love? Love. Gee that was tough.
5. sunrise or sunset? They are both gorgeous. (Like Boris!)
6. M&Ms or skittles? m&m's until I get sick of them. Then skittles.
7. staying up late or waking up early? Staying up.
---DO YOU PREFER:
1. sun or moon? Depends on the sky.
2. winter or fall? Fall is colorful, but winter is beautiful (except for the brown snow along the streets and the slush...)
3. left or right? Depends on where I'm going. I think I'm definently complicated...
4. vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? Vanilla.
---IN THE LAST MONTH, HAVE YOU:
1. been hugged: yes, by Caitlin!!!
2. felt stupid: No. That's a lie!
3. missed someone: Oh, yeah!
4. kissed someone: My dad.
5. got drunk: Um.. only on milk.
7. danced crazy: Umm, at homecoming. That was pretty wild. jk.
8. gotten your hair cut: No, last October.
9. slept in someone elses bed? Erica's!
10. cried: Yeah.
Well, I hope you enjoyed that. So much for a short entry.
See you (again)!
Bethany
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| When "Nothings" become "Somethings!"WARNING: This might be a very long entry about Boris, God and me, but it's good, so read on!
So... I did it. Yep, all those entries with me talking about how I need to or want too, well, those are history, because I did it! I talked to Boris. 
I'll include you in on what's been going on from Monday to today:
Monday, my teacher, Mr., changed seats in my 5th hour. Praise God because guess who I sit by? That's right, Boris. :) But guess who sits behind Boris? His friend (not the "mean" one, Steven or Stephen or whatever I called him, but) Joe. That's ok, except for the fact that they like to talk, so when I was shaking everyone's hands around me, Boris was turned around and you can't introduce yourself when someone's head is turned around talking to someone else. I was not happy, because I had no idea what I was going to do. How would I say hi?
Well, Monday rolls into Tuesday. Same issue. What do I say today? Actually I did say something, but it really didn't matter. We went up to get our homework assignments and he was leaning on a stack of papers with his hands and I asked, "Can I look through that stack of papers, please?" He didn't say anything, but lifted up and looked over my shoulder to see if one of his was papers was going to come up. The end of Tuesday... I was happy that I at least "talked" to him, but still not satisfied.
Wednesday was in one word: Crappy. Really, really, really crappy if you want it to be closer to what it actually was. I looked like a greasy frump. Well, at least that's how I felt. And yes, I still wanted to talk to him, but not looking like a greasy pig. (And I had washed my hair that morning, I just don't know what happened!) So to say in the least, Wednesday was a dud, like so many others. It didn't help that at lunch (1 1/2 hours before the class) I was beating myself up, loosing faith that I actually could talk to him. But Wednesday night was good. I don't know what it was but I got fired up again... I decided that tomorrow was going to be good and that I was going to talk to him, finally!
THURSDAY! In 6th hour we sang the "Hallelujah Chorus" and it totally reflected on how my day went. First hour was good. I felt like a million bucks! Ready to kill, so to speak... Anyway, for some reason, Boris forgot his pencil and we were going to take notes the whole hour. So he says, "Mrs., can I borrow a pencil, please?" "Sure, Boris. I've got a pen." *She walks over to him and he says,* "Thank you." Ok, that might seem really, really dumb to tell you, but let me highlight some things. He said please and thank you and meant them. It wasn't a jerky teenager, "Uh, thanks, whatever." It was a respectable, "Thank you."
So 2nd through 4th was good, ok, whatever. But then 5th hour came! Hallelujah! And I had decided, today was going to be the day! I was finally going to say something, anything!
So he walks in and my stomach goes, "Ugh... I'm not sure I can do this..." Then I said, "Not now! Later! Please!" Ok, so I didn't and don't talk to my stomach, but it was definiently fluttering. The thoughts of what I was going to say scattered out of my head and the failure of so many days kept coming back. So I get the perfect opportunity. I blow it. So as Mr. started to teach we all started to take notes and I got really sad. I thought "Beth, you've got to do this! Why can't you do this? He's just a NICE boy!" Failure and pressure shadowed over me but then I had remembered that I had told God I was going to pray about it today, lean on Him. I hadn't yet. I wrote on my paper, 'Lord, help me do it'. I glaced at him and he was making a paper crown or something and I turned around and sighed, I was really pleading with God to help me, because I figured out that I couldn't do this myself.
Well, when Mr. finished and handed out the homework, I bent down under my seat to get my book. Boris was still working on the crown. It was the perfect time. I was kind of up now, but still leaned over. I must've looked really stupid in that position for what seemed a long time, but I had to fight my mouth and my doubts in order to talk. Hesitation finally went left and I said, "Boris?" and without looking up he said, "yeah?" "You play basketball, right?" He was looking up now, "Yeah," I asked, "Do you know when the first game is?" His face scrunched a little, "Uh, well, I tried out this year and didn't make it, [I said "Nuh-uh" or something here] but I think it's December 8th." That's his birthday and I already knew it. But he then told me. "It's my birthday." Then I said, "Oh! Happy Birthday! Mine was two weeks ago!" He kinda nodded his head and a smile formed on his face and he said, "No, my birthday is a week from Friday, not today." "Oh," Sly aren't I? Hee hee hee. "Are you going to be 17?" "Yeah." He said now a closed smile. He was looking at his paper again. "You play golf too, don't you?" He looked at me, "Yeah." and made a thumbs up and that was it. I don't remember why we stopped, but something prevented us from saying anything more and that was it. The best thing about it was that he was listening and wasn't trying to cut me off. It might sound that way written, but he wasn't in any hurry to get away, which was nice. Mandy (who is one of my friends and knows that I like him) looked at me with little "Ooh" eyes and a smile. And I was radiant. It might seem dumb, but it was great. He was sweet and kind. Not perfect, but I'm happy. Giddy as some were saying. I was pretty much screaming at one friend.
Now that I look back on it, it doesn't seem real. It took me THREE months to get enough courage to talk to him and I've thought of so many things to say and it never had anything to do with birthdays. God is good and will pull you through. I know that for sure. It's not the first time he's done it, but it's just reinsured that part of my faith. God is good. The best part about talking to Boris was that it wasn't weird or uncomfortable. I didn't have to worry about impressing him or anything. I was comfortable and it was fun. I loved it.
So now, I must leave you... yes, I must. But I shall leave you with this verse:
"Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and your plans will succeed." --Proverbs 16:3
God is good.
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