Wednesday, September 27, 2006

See You at the Pole(Rebel Part 2)

Yeah, I know...blogging again during school. What can I say? Once you have gone over the edge like I have, it is nearly impossible to come back. Anyways, I'm having a much better day than Monday. This morning was See You at the Pole. FCA made sure this year to put it on the announcements, but I didn't think many people would come. Last year there were only four of us. We announced that it started at 8 but I decided to get there a little early just in case some people were already around. I get out of the car at 7:45 and looked at the front of the school. There had to be 20 people! I couldn’t believe it. I knew absolutely none of them. Within the next 15 minutes I met a good deal of believers at our school I had never even seen before. By the time we got started about 45 people showed up. MORAL: Don’t underestimate God. At the end, I made an announcement about FCA starting up next week and they all seemed interested. It would be great if you could pray for it and hopefully we will have a good turn-out next week. Since this morning I have had at least 5 people talk to me about it. Some of them even seemed interested in going to Porter tonight so if you read this before then, pray for that too! It’s neat to see Revival breaking out not only at church.

Monday, September 25, 2006

I'm a Rebel

I am pretty excited right now. So I'm in the library and am suppose to be doing some essay on women's rights or something...when I got bored. So I typed in jordancor.blogspot.com knowing that the Proxy Report would come up...but guess what...it didn't! So I now will be able to blog from school!
This makes me happy because I'm not having the greatest day. I didn't have much time this morning to get ready (I spent it all finishing my homework). Anyways, I don't look very cute. I'm wearing a huge sweatshirt...I don't even think it's mine. I have no make-up on, and I barely straightened my hair so it's up in a messy bun. Oh, and I left my purse at home with my brush and make-up in it...so I'm stuck like this all day.
The librarian is staring me down...I think she knows I'm not doing my work. She can stop looking though...this is school oriented. It is helping my writing and I mean this is a right I should have. So really I'm only supporting women's rights! Man she is creeping me out so I guess I should get started on the essay.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Too Good to be True

Last night I was hungry. Not just hungry but starving,(as my stomach would have been able to embarrassingly tell you). So I got home expecting a great meal after church. I THOUGHT my mom was making these amazing pizza things that I was pumped about...But of course not...that would be too good to be true. So as I walk in the kitchen I realize my parents are eating Wendy's. I decided not to complain about not getting the pizza because Wendy's is pretty good too(ever since I found out there really wasn't a finger in the chili). I see my Dad take a bite out of that nice, great, scrumptious burger and I thought, "Hey I can deal with this!" I reach my hand in the bag excitedly and much to my surprise...it's empty! Yes, yes... my very loving parents didn't get me my burger! I really wanted it...but of course not..that would be too good to be true. So by now Jordan is mad. So I decided to make myself something. The only problem is I can't make anything. Well, I take that back...I can make a MEAN bowl of cereal(sometimes I even add in some extra sugar to my wheaties...but thats just when I'm in a really fancy mood). I started thinking. I didn't want pop tarts, cereal, or a lunchable. I would have to get creative. Who knew that grilled cheese had to be GRILLED? I didn't. I just tried something a little different. I toasted the bread..put a little butter on it.. slapped on the cheese and put it in the microwave. NEWS FLASH: It doesn't taste good! But yeah, the rule is you make it, you eat it and I was not about to throw my masterpiece away. Yep..I ate it. Yep..I thought I was going to throw up. Yep...It was just too good to be true.