Wednesday, May 28, 2008
help please
how do you tell a friend that they are doing something they shouldn't? or how do you ask a friend if they really think that the way they are living is Christian like?
whenever i feel like i need to approach someone about something like this or something i always think that i shouldn't be asking them because i am not any better than they are. for different reasons maybe, but still straying away from God. but then no one approaches these people and they continue to live a life that is not pleasing to God. They need encouragement to resist evil but if i don't resist it, who am i to tell them to smarten up?
maybe the answer to these questions is simple but i think i need a little advice here...and maybe a little prayer for wisdom.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Almost an Obituary
The thing is, I could be an official obituary writer I think. I bet that most of you were buying that story if it wasn't for my title. Tinkerbell was however in the truck when Papa drove off the yard but, I am happy to announce that she is perfectly fine. By some miracle she escaped the dreaded vehicle engine death and is now alive and well and sleeping with Kayley's teddy bears.
So, another week is done...and only one week left til my English exam. :S It's a little scary thinking that soon there will be no more high school for Miss Janette Brandt. And only three days of working which is only 15.5 more hours that I must spend that the coop!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Uncertainties
I lost my soccer game against Riverton yesterday. Quite disappointing but not disheartening. If you get what I mean. I am not sure what I mean so you can take that which ever way you want. It was a pretty intense game with a few fights, some horribly lost opportunities to score, and maybe even a few bruises.
I am so excited to see all the green grass! If it wasn't for that frigid wind it would be gorgeous out there. Oh well, summer has to come sooner or later. And if it doesn't I am moving soon anyway. Well, I am hoping to anyway.
I still haven't come up with a plan for next fall. I should probably get on that but I am fresh out of ideas. Mom wants me to go to SBC but I am feeling like I don't want to. I was thinking of going to Millar with Greg but it is all filled up there. And I still want to go with that Rob Lindsted somewhere but I don't know what to do with that. I know you have told me several times Kris but I think that I need another run through. This is my question...All I need to do is tell Sam what kind of work I want to do and then he will tell Mr. Linsted? If that is what I need to do then, what kind of work is there to do? I will do anything by the way.
I guess that stuff is a little weird to be writing in a blog but oh well. I won't remember later.
I think that I will go make some music. I need to warm up these vocal chords of mine if I am going to sing O Canada at grad!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The Most Exciting News Ever!
Well, the count down has begun, I have officially 4 more days of work left at the Coop.
Monday, May 12, 2008
a better game
I came to the realization that anyone can read my blog. I didn't think many people did so I was not to worried about what I wrote. Well, I was quite wrong. If you type Janette Brandt into Google, the first two results are this blog. What happens is that when you are bored in math class, people start typing random things into Google. I think you can picture the rest. Anyway, Braden and Kaitlan were reading it (hi to you if you are reading it now). I am a lot different around most people than I am on here. I am a little more open. Of course he has to read the most embarrassing posts and I am sure my face was quite red. That taught me to watch a little more what I write, be myself around people(I am more myself on here by the way) and that is about it.
We got this kitten. Her name is Tinkerbell. She is the cutest most annoying cat in the whole entire world! She meows like crazy when she is alone and runs and hides when we are with her. And if you do get her somewhat calm on your lap, she tries to attack your face. Maybe it is just me that she doesn't like but whatever.
Within the next day or two, I will be officially quitting the Coop. I am very excited. I think I may have a party.
So, that is the exciting news of my past week. By the way, we won our soccer game! Woohoo!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
A Sad Soccer Game
I was so sick and tired of that very annoying but beautiful blue blog template not working so I got an orange one. It is very nice also I think. I still need to smooth out some glitches but I think I got it under control. I just realized that I have never typed the word "glitches" ever before in my life. I don't think that I even like that word very much. Crazy.
Well, let me tell you something to be amused about...yesterday was a horrible day. This is not amusing yet so stop laughing at me! Anyhow, it was my first soccer game of the year, the first game is always the worst because you are still rusty and haven't sharpened those kicking skills yet. But the worst part of this story is that I had to be the goal tender. To some of you this my sound pretty easy, goal tending can't be that hard after all. Well, let me tell you. It was one of the worst times in my life. I do not, absolutely not, positively hate, being in net. Okay fine,, it wasn't quite that bad but I still did not enjoy it. This first half of the game went pretty well, I saved a few and only let two in. Not bad for my first time. But then the second half of the game rolled around and I was feeling a little frustrated and a little PMSy. Then, after they had scored yet another goal on me, I get nailed very very hard by one of my own players. I will not disclose names because it wasn't their fault the other team had ran into her. Crazy Gimli people. But yes, the pain in my back and ribs was quite remarkable. It felt like something had become dislodged from its place in my rib cage. However, I managed to get up and continue playing, insisting I was fine like all brave and courageous people do...or is that stupid people? Whatever the case, that was not the end of my injuries. Only minutes later as they were scoring a goal again, someone stepped on my fingers...with cleats...very hard. Owy. And by the end of the game I was bawling my eyes out.
Okay...that was story time with Tante Nettie. Tune in next week to hear....I don't know. What would you like to hear?