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Name: Gillian Country: United States State: Colorado Birthday: 7/22/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: chocolate chip cookies, soccer, Foolish Things, kettle corn, sleeping with my feet out, holding hands, baby toes, tea time, the bible, me and my gui-tar, the smell of wet cement, lilacs, piano man, 3 o'clock, farmers markets, the ocean, snowboarding, braids, tattoos, Trace, my twin, Young Life, thunderstorms, knitting socks, journaling, christian boys, Jonah, pedicures, flip flops, sandy textbooks, nannying, the Rocky Mountains, cucumbers, strawberry icecream, friends, scrapbooks, sharpes, cousins, living for Christ, college, Greek, tnl, wyld life girls, getting lost, stitches, answered prayers, sunday school, line dancing, peppermint tea, hiking, my mom, falling in love with Jesus, paino, hope, grace, colorado sunsets, eating untensils shaped like zoo animals, starbucks, chapel crushes, little kids, closed hours crochet hats, prayer, aerobics, bare feet, sticky notes, caesar salad, hot chocolate, roommates, c-sters, impromptu poems and servanthood
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9/14/2004
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| Things are getting better...or at least we have moved up from generally miserable to regular. I amused myself on the drive home tonight with how my regular is actually very odd. For example, I get up at 6am go to the gym and go back to sleep until like 10. I get very excited about my most recent melting bead creations (today a SWEET dragon and 3-D dice!). My regular is again regularly including boys who come home from frisbee with crab legs for dinner, simply b/c they saw them in the store and wanted them. My regular includes a birthday dinner with one of my best friends 4 days early at Wendy's followed by King Soopers shopping...the most fun I've had in months. My regular is spending sunsets in a deserted parking lot sitting in the trunk of my car with my journal. Asriel mentioned how good it was to have anj at her house. Not a party or big deal, just comfortable and normal and right to be with someone you love and are used to spending time with. And to tell the truth I think I like to live most in those places. Maybe that means I'm not as big of a risk taker ast some people claim I am, (shhh don't tell) maybe I just agree with the assurance of people who love me and places that make my heart feel at home. I'm especially looking forward to finding those odd regulars in my travelling companions this semester. But as for tonight I'm content to be here, and that's saying a lot. | | |
| boys never cease to utterly confound me. And when I spend my summer with a group that consists almost entirely of the male sex I find I am at a loss for words nearly every day. First of all, Jordan has taken the next 4-5 weeks of the summer to be a hobo and ride coal trains to the east coast and back....alone. Yeah I'm not too happy with him about that. If he goes 10 days without calling I'm sending the police after him. Needless to say he called yesterday. But before he left we had 4 very rainy days. And when it rains the normal activity is racing things in rivers. One in particular has a sidewalk, multiple waterfalls and tunnels. If it is daytime we race frisbees, and at night we race glow sticks. On sunday Stephen decided that we needed to build popsicle stick boats. So we bought 1000 sticks and got to work. 3:30pm construction begins. We boiled sticks to warp them and have rounded sides, we also got out the garden clippers to make them easier to cut. At 6 I left my half finished boat to go babysit. At 10:30pm I returned to three boys still hard at work. At 1:30am my boat was done and I took a nap on the couch. At 3:00am the boys finished and began clean up. By 4am we realized that we couldn't race until. sun up so we watched a movie and race at 6:30am. My boat won (boo-yeah). But I can not believe that it took 3 boys almost 12 hours to build boats just to lose to the girl. They now are required to call me the destroyer. muhahahaha | | |
| Okay so first things first, Question for the ages: do men think PMS is a sham? When is it best to just say, "look man I'm going to start my period in a few days and I just don't feel good so be nice jerkface!"
That having been said, I have come to the decision that if I were an article of clothing (of which I would be a skirt, but that beside the point) my care of garmet tag would say 98% extravert 2% intravert. To maintain soak in friendly people full of love. Do not leave unattended for more than 2 days. Let's face it, I'm going out of my mind. I have cried a whole lot this week. Mostly I cried b/c I haven't seen bekah in 3 weeks. I cried b/c I miss Anna and Asriel. I cried because my life is a vicious cycle...gym, nanny, home alone, repeat. I cried b/c one of my good friends has grown strangely deaf to my phone calls. I have so much alone time that I'm losing my words. Right now I feel like I have my normal word quota for the first time in about a week. There are 2 reasons why right now is different. 1. Asriel talked for a straight hour on the phone tonight. It was so nice to have someone want to talk to me and just ramble on forever. Then I decided that if I was going to spend the evening alone, I might as well find the perfect sunset place ever. Oh man did I find the perfect place. Not only was the sunset gorgeous, but I was completely alone. No cars no people no nothing. I now I have a place, somewhere I can go for the most beautiful hour of the day and journal and think and listen to music. My cd player in my car turns on without keys in the ignition! It's the greatest thing ever. So I have this wonderful vision of tonight in my head. Me, barefeet sitting on the hood of my car, knees tucked up with an open journal across them. And in front of me, the closest I will get to heaven in this life -- a beautiful rocky mountain sunset filling up the sky. If I was Anna I would draw a picture. So on the way home I treated myself to the one thing more addicting than starbucks...McDonald's M&M McFlurry. I'm in love. Now it's back at home alone, but hey at least my words are back!

Magnificant, Holy Father. I stand in awe of all I see. Of all the things you have created. And still you choose to think of me.

There now I look happy don't I? I feel a little better....and that's a start. | | |
| So this firey little red head is currently the apple of my eye. She is the most independent orony little girl I have ever met, mostly she is a pain and doesn't listen, but there's something about her that I just absolutely love! She is just so cute and she knows what she wants man. Her big sister katie is the opposite, sweet and obedient but if I had to have just one I'd take this fireball. Just look at her!   | | |
| Confessions of a lonely extravert:
So my house is hot and empty. True the world cup was a good distraction (congrats argentina you earned it) and my many books for england and journal were good company for a few hours at starbucks but zero human to human interaction is just bad news. I've put another cold turkey stop to the daydreaming. I managed with very little trouble for over a month last semester, but it makes my abundant alone time at home a little harder to manage. Too many thoughts and questions are bouncing around in my head today for me to spend the day alone. Let's face it, it only takes me about 2 hours to be genuinely lonely. I finally walked to Bekah's house under the guise of returning a movie b/c I knew her mom would sit and talk with me. Now I can begin looking forward to the bacholorette party I'm going to tonight, and maybe tomorrow I'll hike with benj and feel better. Maybe... | | |
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