Batter me, Fry me, and Sell me to the Colonel

BECAUSE IM A BIG FAT CHICKEN!

That's right, folks... I'm a chicken.

I can't talk to people anymore. All of a sudden, I've become too afraid to tell people what's on my mind. When did THIS happen?!



I tell people I'm fine when I'm not. I don't tell people when they do something that hurts my feelings or when they offend me.



WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT?!?!?!



I was talking to Lola last week about some stuff that was, well, upsetting...and I was all "yeah! I'm great! I'm tooootally fine" Little did I know...My acting skills leave something to be desired. People ask me whats wrong...I tell them nothing....WHA?!



I have a friend who is a waiter at one of my favorite restaurants. So I go in there every so often. Last night he kept making inappropriate comments....i just ignored them...instead of telling him that the comments he made offended me.



When did I lose the ability to communicate like a big kid?



Gaston (as referred to in Shelia's blog), told me that I don't allow myself to be vunerable with people. Well, Gaston, I don't need to expose myself to the world. I allow myself to be vunerable and open with the right people. Several people in my life have proven that I can be 100% honest and myself with them.



So with those people, I shall continue to be open and vunerable. I'm going to work on my communication skills. So, if you REALLY want me to tell you something...you kinda gotta pry it out of me sometimes. But it goes both ways, you gotta prove to me that you're trustworthy.



This past week, I feel like Satan was testing my friendship with one of my friends. It was a really hard, and trying week...but it was a good growing week. I learned how to communicate with this person on a greater level than I do with most people. She has given me a million reasons to trust her and not one as to why I wouldn't be able to. Our friendship is getting really strong and I'm glad that she's in my life. <3

Notice the word that keeps popping up...trust..yeah, I have a hard time trusting people. I don't know why. I've been trying to work on myself lately so that I can be the best sister, friend, daughter, and Christian I can. I want to be the best, and strongest version of me you've ever seen before I enter AIM. AIM is a really hard program to go through. So I'm going to need all the strength I can get. But God designed me to be a fighter. I'm stubborn as all get out...SI SE PUEDE lol yes I can....


On a random side note, my brother is home for like 3 weeks...then he moves to Mexico for 18 months...but still! He's home now! :) It's very exciting!

Inventory..

So every year, my store has to do inventory. What you do, is you have a giant scanning party all weekend. It's daunting, to say the least...but if you have the right people, it's not that bad. Below, you will find a list of things that made me laugh or kept me sane.

1)Making fun of Clay's pants....ok they were like short pants or too-long shorts... Hey Clay, the early 90's called...they want their pants back

2)Making really bad starwars puns

3) making scanning puns with Lauren. "that's just simply...scantastic"

4) Quoting Harry Carey with Josh

5) making up new words to "Sweet Home Alabama" with Karl... "I can't find my apartment....where is 14-52? I really cannot seem to find it...I live next door to a Jew"

6) Karl's random sense of humor at 2 in the morning after very little sleep. "If I could just say a few words.....I'd probably be a better publilc speaker" Me: "Peanuts, John Hancock, Liberacci, Bible...there are a few words" Karl: "Waffle Tank...prostitute" Me:"HAHAHAA you know that when I bring this up, you won't remember it, right?" Karl:"Right"


That's all I can think of for right now. More to come later

Are y'all ready for this?

**cue music**

I have decided to join the AIM program. AIM stands for Adventures In Missions. Both of my siblings are in the program. My sister lives in Prato, Italy. My brother will be moving to Guadalajara, Mexico in about a month. I'll be moving to Texas in August for 8 months, and this time next year, I'll be moving ...well, somewhere that's not here :). Anyway, I had to write a letter stating why I wanted to join the AIM program. I just finished writing it. So, here it is!! The title is "Really?...You?"



Really?...You?

That is usually peoples’ reaction when I tell them I am applying for the AIM program. If you had asked me a year ago if I wanted to do AIM, my response would have been something along the lines of “No WAY, Jose!” I was adamant about not ”following in my siblings’ footsteps”. I wanted to be “my own person” and be different than my siblings. I wanted to have control over my own life. God was sitting, patiently waiting for me to give Him my life.

I work at Lifeway Christian Bookstore with some of the most amazingly patient, wonderful, Christian people you could ever imagine. I started work there last July. The job has helped me grow spiritually and emotionally. I think that God used it as a stepping stone to prepare me for AIM. I learned how to manage my time better, I learned how to better interact with people. But most of all, I have learned how to really lean on Jesus.

I made the decision to double major in Spanish and Music at Fullerton Junior College. I had my “own plan” for what I was going to do with my life. I auditioned for the show “America’s Got Talent”, I auditioned for solos with choir, and I interviewed for several jobs. God said “no”… to all of them. I was crushed, and disappointed. Ama, a good friend of mine, pointed out that God was interrupting everything I was trying to do; because even though I was praising God in things I did, I wasn’t allowing Him to be the center of any of it.

Through much prayer and thinking, I have decided to apply to the AIM program. I’m sure it is no secret that I am, in fact, related to both Brian and Molly Hall. They have been such great spiritual examples to me. Brian is a leader, and has such a tender heart and an amazing way with people. Molly has this indescribable beauty that truly radiates from the inside out. I honestly believe that she sees people just as Jesus did. My siblings are my best friends and I thank God for them every single day. They have showed me that AIM life is really hard work, but it is a life changing experience. A year ago, I wouldn’t have been ready for AIM but I believe that God has used all of the hardships, and blessings in my life, to prepare me for the program.

I told someone that I was tired of having control over my own life. I’m ready to give my life completely to God and put Him at the center of everything. I want to make a difference, and tell others about the wonderful gift of Jesus Christ. I have a heart for mission work, and a love of people. I feel confident, and ready to enter the program, and start my new life, as an AIMer.

Poetry

I've been writing a lot of emo poetry lately...WHATS WITH THAT? I don't know if I want to put any of it up but it's in my journal...(yes, I keep a journal). I've always had this desire to write music...But I lack the ability. I can write poetry...and I can sing; so you figure it would work out to where I could actually write lyrics...NOPE. Maybe that's just not what God has planned for me. I was talking to one of my coworkers today and she was talking about how she was an art major in college ( a long time ago) but she never pursued anything with it. She said she still has all of her supplies and longs to get back into painting...but just...hasn't. I told her she should take classes at a community college and get back into it. So...she's going to do it! She said she sees how I'm dream chasing and she's inspired to do it. I didn't know I actually made an impact on anyone. I was talking to A on Saturday about stuff and I said I didn't want to be a role model for people. It scares me. she said I didn't have a choice. My view is that there are probably about a gazillion other people out there that would be better choices for role models. I don't know. I'm just going to continue to be the best person I can and show people Jesus' love through all of my actions. My goal is to glorify God in everything I do. I know i fail at that day in and day out. but I'm working on it.

I'm pretty exhausted. Not even physically, but emotionally. I've got some stuff that I'm struggling with that I can't really talk to anyone about. I talked to M about a little of it last night and he was really sweet and understanding...so thanks, M! I'm at an odd stage in life where I'm asking for God's guidance on things and I'm really listening and I get answers...but they don't always make sense. I also don't like it when God says "wait".I hate that! But I'm going to be obedient and wait.

My school is doing the play Les Miserables during the summer...I'm going to audition! So we'll see what happens! I'm off to dream chase some more! Ciao!
<3 Trish

And your point is....?

Ok. So I know I haven't posted in a while...sorry. Alot has been going on lately and I HAVE had a lot to say...what I haven't had are the huevos to actually post any of it. Any time I get the urge to write about something...I remember that this is a public forum and EVERYONE can read it. The feeling that comes with that is something akin to a "naked in public" dream. So, therefor, I choose noot to post too much stuff about my personal life.

I saw Wicked today! OHMYGOSH! It was phenominal. Is it possible to be in love with music? Because I definitely am. No offense, boys, but the feeling performing gives me is way better than any feeling a guy has ever given me (emotionally, you sickos!...yes, Shelia...I'm talking to you)

My mom told mem she was glad I enjoyed music...but that it shouldn't be my life...because there are other things in life that are important....

Like breathing and Jesus? Cuz those are the only two things I can think of. Music and performing is totally what I live for.

Shelia's birthday is on Thursday...let me just tell you...I'm going all out! Not simply because it's her birthday but because she is so amazing and does so much for everyone else and never does anything for herself. I can't wait! I <3 Shelia!!

I'm really tired....so I'm gonna hit the hay....

<3
Trish

The past few days...

Have been amazing!!!!

My choir got to perform in ACDA. ACDA does NOT stand for any of the following:
Actually Charismatic Dead Animals
Antelopes Carelessly Drink Acid
Ama Can't Do Acrobatics
OR
And Cheeses Don't Act

It stands for American Choral Directors Association. They chose the top 4 choirs on the west coast to perform... We were one of them!! YAY! I'm still learning the music so I was freaking out. BUT my friends came to see me :o) AF, L, AS,and R! That meant SOOO much!!!

We sang the following songs....most of which you've probably never heard.
1) Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence
2) Dona Nobis Pacem (J.S. Bach) in B flat
3) Psalm 57 composed by MY director, John Tebay
4) Te Lucis Ante Terminum
5) Io Son La Primavera
6) My God is a Rock

We did pretty well on Tuesday but we screwed up the words to Io Son and My God is a Rock. So on Wednesday, we tied up the loose ends and ROCKED IT on Thursday for our performance in front of a whole buncha choral directors from all over. Being able to perform at ACDA is a HUGE honor because it only comes around once every 2 years. There's a reason this is my career...not the blogging....the singing...STAY WITH ME HERE, WILL YA?! There is this indescribable feeling you get when you've moved someone with your singing. I can't even explain it. *dreamy sigh* :o)

Wednesday was good too...It had its trials, of course, but the good parts outweighed the bad. I went to school and found out that I actually did pretty well on the Spanish test I thought I'd bombed. Then went to choir and sang and sang and sang and sang...then went home, worked out, mowed the lawn, showered, and met K at Starbucks at 5. He said it was so pretty outside and he had been inside all day...So we went to the park! We played on the playground....no, there were no children there....that would be weird. And we played and swung on the swing set and played on the teeter totter...then walked around and threw sticks into the water and beat each other up...let me just tell you... I haven't had that much fun in a VERY long time!

then we went to the mall and grabbed a bite to eat and walked around there a while. Upon which time, I was molested by a chair in Brookstone. It tried to hold me hostage! We played the "In my pants" game at Borders..I'll explain so it doesn't sound like some horribly inappropriate game...well....it's mildly inappropriate. M told me about this game. Basically, you take any book title...and add "In My Pants" to the end of it...and it's hours of endless laughter, I assure you.

Then we went into Pottery Barn. Ladies....don't ever take a guy in there....they just don't get it. OH! Williams Sonoma either...don't take them there. Lol ANYWAY...Pottery Barn had a really nice living room set up so K and I went and sat down. All of a sudden...K has an ADD moment and goes "OOOHHH!! A $2,000 chair!!! I wanna sit in the $2,000 chair!...." So he sits in it and looks all dramatically comfortable...then he says..."I need a pipe............and political aspirations." Oh my goodness! I haven't laughed that hard in a long time!!! It was hilarious....

I was trying to think of what note on which to end this blog....


High E above middle C

It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life....

... And I'm feelin' good!!

I woke up in the GREATEST MOOD today!! I.... have officially decided to double major...paper work and everything is filled out! I am a double major in Foreign Languages and, you guessed it!... MUSIC! I was talking to my sister/ life advisor and she was joking about which one of us three kids would have a real career first. I've changed my major 87 times but finally decided on those two...She hasn't gone to college yet because she has devoted the past 2 years to Christ and doing His work in Lubbock, TX, and Prato, Italy. My brother, is an amazing human being. I'm not kidding when I say he's a genius. He is SOOOO musically talented. Any instrument he decides to pick up, he can play! It's like magic!! Instruments including, but not limited to the Djembe (african drum) Sousaphone (big honkin' tuba used in marching bands) the trombone (no explaination needed for THIS one) and the list goes on! He is also a VERY talented web designer. He has also decided to devote his life to Christ and do His work. He'll be going to Guadalajara, Mexico for 18 months in May.

So you see, we're quite the eclectic family. Our parents have always been the greatest support. Whatever we wanted to do, they were there, cheering us on and paying through the nose for whatever random venture we decided to pursue. Like when I decided to take up the Bassoon....random, I know.

I am currently pursuing a music career and going to school...and both of my siblings are missionaries. AMAZING. So, I'm not sure which one of us will have a "Real" career first. But then again...what classifies a "real" career? I'm going to keep taking classes, and working, and working and working and working until I graduate college...even if it takes 10000 years! But my ultimate goal is to glorify God in everything I do.

On a random side note, my inspiration for this whole blog-thing comes from Sheila! here's the link to HER blog. Check it out... it's very funny!

http://www.thesardonicgirl.blogspot.com/

Another side note.... Here's what a bassoon looks like, for those who went "whiskey tango foxtrot" when you read the word "bassoon"