everything costs money

me and my fiance have an expensive couple weeks coming up.  my savings is definitely going to suffer.  we have to pay rent and have money for our normal expenses like gas and all.  then we also have to get new tires for my car.  he needs a drill for work. we have to get tickets for my neices to see the naked brothers band. then we have to get up money to go to the ga national fair to take my neices to see the concert.  I hate spending money.  lol

2nd essay--2nd rough draft...made some changes.

So-called Sinners and Saints

A preacher stands before his congregation and announces that his divorce has been finalized. He asks to not be judged and admits the error of his ways. He says it simply didn’t work and the details are between him and God. Later he announces that he is not only newly divorced, but also he is now engaged to another woman. Does this surprise you? More than likely it does because this isn’t something people expect out of a man of God. However, Does this make him a bad person? Any less of a Christian?

A young woman and her fiancé go to church every Sunday. They also participate in weekday church events. The couple finds out they are expecting a child. This is not what you might expect from a churchgoing couple, right? Does this make them bad people? Are either of them any less of a Christian?

Another man goes to church. He reached some hard times in life and became strung out on methamphetamines. Through all this he remained in church. Now he has been saved and clean for 4 years. Does his past make him a bad person? Any less of a Christian?

To answer all the above questions: no. People often have the misconception that if a person is a die-hard Christian; going to church every chance, reading the bible, and preaching to others; then they have no sins. This isn’t true. In the bible it is said that everyone sins. “For all has sin and fall short of the glory of God and are justified freely by his grace and through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus” (Romans 3:23, KJV). This means no one is perfect, including the churchgoing Christians. Sinning does not necessarily make you a bad person. We are expected to sin: ask for forgiveness and our sins will be forgiven. So, churchgoers are not perfect and should not be expected to be.

Rain Rain Go Away

grrrr.  This rainy season needs to go away!  I work in a day care with school aged kids.  They have entirely too much energy to be kept in that classroom and I cant take them outside when the playground equipment is wet.  If the rain doesnt end soon, I'll lose my mind being stuck in that room with 21 energetic kids.  ugh.

2nd essay for class--rough draft

A preacher stands before his congregation and announces that his divorce has been finalized. He asks to not be judged and admits the error of his ways. He says it simply didn’t work and the details are between him and God. Later he announces that he is not only newly divorced, but also he is now engaged to another woman. Does this surprise you? More than likely it does because this isn’t something people expect out of a man of God. However, Does this make him a bad person? Any less of a Christian?


A young woman and her fiancé go to church every Sunday. They also participate in weekday church events. The couple finds out they are expecting a child. This is not what you might expect from a churchgoing couple, right? Does this make them bad people? Are either of them any less of a Christian?

To answer all the above questions: no. People often have the misconception that if a person is a die-hard Christian; going to church every chance, reading the bible, and preaching to others; then they have no sins. This isn’t true. In the bible it is said that everyone sins. This means no one is perfect, including the churchgoing Christians. Sinning does not necessarily make you a bad person. We are expected to sin: ask for forgiveness and our sins will be forgiven. So, churchgoers are not perfect and should not be expected to be.

About my first essay

     I have to say i do feel accomplished to have finally finished my final draft.  The biggest challenge i faced throughout wrinting my essay was trying to incorperate detail.  I'm not much for alot of detail when I'm writing.  I'm just ready to finish so I tend to write as simple as possible without actually meaning to. But, I forced myself to really spend more time on this essay and I think i have enough detail.

     As far as the comments from my peers, I appreciated the constructive criticism that was given to me.  It helped me alot.  Also, I think the fact that I know someone other than me and Aiken would be reading my essay made me work harder on it.  Also, in reading and commenting other's essays, I felt more at ease about the mistakes I was making because I was not the only person making the same mistakes. 

Never go to Canvas of Flesh

So, i got my labret pierced at canvas of flesh in byron.  Big mistake.  They are horrible.  My bar literally got stuck inside my hole and i had to go to beyond tabboo to get it out because kota at canvas wouldnt answer the phone.  turns out they didnt put a long enough ring in my lip to even work if it wasnt swollen.  They are idiots.  They also gave me horrible aftercare instruction.  Pretty much the told me to do the thing im not supposed to do and vice versa. And it took her a full 2 minuted to get the needle through.  Instead of stabbing it through, she pushed and stopped and pushed and stopped and pushed and stopped. I'll definitely be going to beyond tabboo for my next.

new car...i guess

well i got another car.  this one runs.  it just looks like crap.  i traded my older sister my broke down car for a car that runs pretty good so im not going to complain too much.  i was lucky she did me that favor.  but anyways the car is a 94 dodge shadow.  half of it it blue and the ther half is rust.  literally.  so far the cheapest ive found that i can get a paint job is $1500 because rust removal is such a pain.  So, if anyone out there actually reads this part of my blog.....if you know of anyplace i can get a paint job with rust removal for cheap please let me know! I dont want anything fancy...just one solid color is fine.

bad weekend

To begin with i was sick all weekend.  Then my car like blew up.  seriously it cant be repaired.  Appearantly it was out of oil but i just check the oil 3 weeks ago.  idk how it got that low.  i think someone is draining is our oil because right after mine quit running because of no oil, tonya checked hers and it was empty also.  like not low but completely empty just like mine was and she just changed her oil a few weeks.  (yes we do know how to change our own oil.  wonder of being raised by a mechanic.)  anyways so she fills hers up and we decide to tell chance to check his just to see if maybe it wasnt a coincedence and sure enough...his was empty also and he got his oil changed professionally about 1 1/2 months ago.  we do live in a kinda bad nieghborhood though.  maybe the neighborhood kids (hoodlums) thought it would be funny to drain our oil.  and who would put that much work into it?  the plug is still there and there isnt any oil on the ground.  wierd!

Descriptive Narrative--final draft

Children's Friend

Children screaming, yelling, fighting, pinching, hitting, and throwing. This is probably what comes to mind when you think of a job at a daycare. Believe me, you are right! Let me tell you about the first day I worked at Children’s Friend.


I walked through the front doors at seven-thirty a.m. The lobby was completely calm. A few parents came through the doors with children tagging along and the director, Bernice, was sitting at the front desk. After asking where I should go, I walked through the doors and down the hallway.

Kids galore! In a huge room there were about thirty kids ranging from infants to schoolers and maybe four adults. Three children were sitting at the table eating breakfast and the others were sitting on a couch mesmerized by ‘Cars’, a movie on the television. I immediately noticed one little girl sitting at the table with an empty plate in front of her. She looked about two years old with fluffy hair and light mocha skin. She was by far the cutest child I’d ever seen. I then thought this job isn’t going to be so bad.

After all the kids finished breakfast teachers came to take their classes and the schoolers loaded the bus. Bernice informed me I’d be assisting Carrisa in the two-year room. I was excited because I was sure the little adorable girl was in that room.

The classroom was not very large. It had cubbies against one wall and a play kitchen against the other with a shelf in the middle of the room filled with toys. There was a changing table next to the bathroom and a small sink by the door. The sink was low enough for the kids to reach.

I looked around the room at all the kids. I was correct, the cute little girl was in my class. Her name was angel. She and seven other two-year-olds filled the room: three boys and four girls. One little girl sat crying by the door. One boy was beating another boy with a block. It was at that moment I began to question what I had gotten myself into.

The day went on as normal. The kids just acted like kids but they seemed to mind Carrisa pretty well. We handed out lunch and laid them down for nap. Once all were asleep I was released for break. Upon my arrival back to work Evon, assistant director, told me I’d be in the room by myself now. I didn’t think it would too hard. Boy was I wrong!

The kids were going crazy! One little boy with blonde hair and blue eyes named Nick wouldn’t stay out of the water. Karen wouldn’t stay off the table. Haiden wouldn’t stop crying. Michael and Lacy wouldn’t stop hitting. They just would not listen to me. Everything I said went in one ear and out the other. ‘No’ just didn’t work. I was going insane.

Amazingly hours went by and none of the kids were hurt and I still had a small bit sanity left. Most of the kids had gone home by this time. I only had three left so I took a minute to sit down. That was a mistake. Suddenly I heard giggling. I got up and walk over to the sink. Nick had turned the faucet away from the sink and turned the water on full blast. My room was flooded. I buzzed up front and asked for help. Evon came and mopped my room will I kept the kids on the carpet by reading a book. It took her a while to get all the water because there was so much of it.

Once she finally finished, all my kids had left. Thank God. Now it was time to clean up and go home. I found the vacuum and cleaned the carpet. Mopping was not necessary. After wiping off the table and disinfecting the changing table, I flipped the light switch and closed the door. As I walked down the hall on the way out of the building, Bernice stopped me to ask how my day was. I simply looked at here. She laughed and said ‘That bad, huh?’ I said "Oh yeah" and explained everything that had happened. The next day she put in a different classroom.

Where do i start?

The last few days were fun and bad at the same time.  Lets see....the good things..:got my babret pierced and got a new phone (enV touch).  Bad things...my windshield wipers dont work and its been raining alot.  Isnt life just great??  Imagine riding down houston rd on the way to woprk with your head out the window so you can see in the rain.  It was definitely a life experience.  lol.  and as far as the piercing went...it wasnt what I expected but it didnt hurt bad at all.  Just sucks i have to wear a bandaide over it at work until it heals enough to put a retainer in it.