HANNAH MONTANA!

Girls...remember the Backstreet Boys concerts? When they came out on stage and you felt like they were singing directly to you and you just cried your little eyes out(actually their are some GUY blog readers that I am pretty sure reacted the same way.)
WELL...Backstreet Boys have met their match. Yes, that's right...I said it. I loved a concert more than the Backstreet Boys. Trust me, that is a HUGE statement for me to make...cause i <3 the backstreet boys...but Hannah Montana/Jonus Brothers have taken the lead!

I just want you all to know that Nick, a Jonus Bro, waved at ME. Some eight year olds next to me(and in all the rows surronding me) seemed to think that he was waving to them too. NEWS FLASH> The wave was directed towards Jordan Cornett.

Finally, I had the inspiration to blog. It might me because I don't have a voice to talk about it!




--PS..Don't tell anyone..but I'm Alexis Texas..

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Midnight Ramble

I'm not writing anything new, anything exciting, or anything funny. I just have been thinking a lot lately, its midnight, and I can't sleep so I might as well write a blog finally! So here go my random thoughts! They probably won't be connected at all but I'm just going to flow with it!

The Christian life is tough. Duh, right? The whole rollercoaster analogy that is used overused...fits perfect. You have your highs, your lows, your upside down times, and the time when really nothing is going on. What I have found though, is no matter how "low" you may seem to feel or confused, Christ is still providing. I guess it is something I have always heard but it isn't until I began to think lately that I see it's true. Even when you don't feel like you are in the right spot, He is in control.

Lately I have felt like I am not doing enough. I love to witness, but I feel like I haven’t made it a priority like I use to. I think I have been getting so caught up in the doctrine of our faith and the miniscule tributes of it that I have forgotten the big picture: the world is going to Hell and I have the key to heaven. Yes, the foundation of Christianity is vital and knowing why we believe what we do is necessary, but not when it comes before our call as Christians. You can know everything about something but when you don't live the basic tendons, it means squat.

I have also felt that things in life just aren't going my way. Once again, duh. I'm a Christian living in a world that is against everything I believe and I'm against everything it does...we aren't always going to get along, and really we never should. I just have been so confused about God's plan for my life. What I think God wants seems to keep getting turned around. I am starting to notice though that when I think I am missing out on something He wants for me, I receive so much greater in return.

My example:

*Choir Tour: I cried for 3 months because I couldn't go due to my new softball team. I thought that was where I was "supposed" to be...church mission trip should obviously trump softball tournament, right? Wrong. Not for me anyways. This new softball team has been amazing. I was an inch away from quitting just going on tour, but I have more of a witness already on this team than I think I have ever had anywhere.

Starting FCA this year, I was challenged to pray with my high school team before every game. It was tough to start, but it became a part of every game. My mom asked me on the way to this summer team's practice if I would feel comfortable asking to pray before our games this summer. My response was immediately "no way!" I knew nothing about these girls, I barley talked, and they intimidated the crap out of me! So what happens the first game? The coach tells us to huddle up and asked me to pray, not even knowing a thing about me. So I now have the job of praying before every game. I guess since I refused to be a witness, He made me be one! It's pretty tight!

Later in the week we had a player pass out. It was the scariest thing I have ever experienced. She started to have a seizure, went into shock, and stopped breathing. She was playing first and I was playing second, so I unfortunately saw it all. They gave her CPR and tried to revive her while we waited for the ambulance. We were all freaking out of course, but without hesitation we all got together and they asked me to pray. Fortunately she is fine today; just keep her in your prayers. It is just amazing how God has literally laid a witness out perfectly for me on this team.

So anyways, if you have spent this much time reading this much of my first blog in 23 years, it would be great if you could spend just another minute saying a quick prayer for my witness on this team. I have one more week left with them. I leave tomorrow for NC and come back next Sunday. I feel that God wants to use me even farther with these girls I have grown so close to. Pray that I am in the right heart, have the opportunity, and have the guts to step up when I need to.

PS- I will be at church in two weeks finally! YAY! Just so you know, it is hard to be away from your home church for as many weeks as I have this summer. I miss it so much. I think we don't realize just how much it helps to be in His family every week. Make sure to soak it all up this Sunday and take it into your everyday walk.

QuEsTion?

is blogging not the hott thing to do anymore??

Fat Faced Insomniac

I look like a chipmunk!

I got my wisdom teeth pulled approximatley 14 hours ago.

I've had more fun experiences.

I've learned Happy Gas really makes you happy.

I've also learned Happy Gas makes others around you that listen to your insane comments happy.

Advice: If you ever have a loved one use Happy Gas, take their phone away and be a true friend.

Sorry if you got a phone call that sounded something like, "I goth my withdom teth pooled."

It was me.

It is now 4:40 A.M. and I have been awake for a few hours...pain killers wore off.

They were making me sleep.

Mommy hid the painkillers.

I'm hungry.

4 more hours till another dosage of Vicaden...what to do till then?

I have an excuse to eat ice cream!

Peace.

My..."GreAt"...(Life)...

OokKk..so its been a while since I have done this whole "blogging" thing...

Sorry to my many readers(I love you Nunny, Parentals, Uncle David, and Kathleen!)


The only problem is...there is nothing to blog about! So I will just go through my life lately with the classic bullets...

• Softball started! Yay! This means life has ended...NOO! Now that life is over and it is all about softball I have decided to "get healthy" for the season.(There is a reason that "get healthy" is in quotations...my definition of healthy isn't quite that of the dictionary's). I wake up and usually eat an apple..that's good. Then carrots...that's good. Then comes the problem: that doesn't fill me up. On the other hand...pizza, ice cream, and brownies seems to hit just right. Now my question is if your body shouldn't have it... then why does mine NEED it?? This leads me to Psychology the other day... we were talking about eating disorders and specifically bulimia-where you binge eat and purge-when my "friend" likes to yell to the class... "Oh! Jordan does that...except for the purging part...she just binge eats and is going to get fat!"(There is a reason that "friend" is in quotations now). Along with this "healthy" crap I have tried to start running. The old guy next to me at Gold's the other day was either really healthy or I am just REALLY not.(Leaning towards the latter). He went forever on the treadmill as I went my few minutes and was about to pass out.

• That was a far too long bullet.
  
• So they are about to get shorter.

• I am horrible at physics...seriously...horrible.

• I think...I may use...'dot dot dot'....too much...when I...write...blogs.

• My little brothers have left the "cute" stage (and entered the evil).

• I "think" I "may" use "quotations" too much "when" I write blogs also.

• And I may use (parenthesis) a little too much.

• It is...(really) "fun"... to read a "sentence" with (a lot of)...dots, "quotations", and (parenthesis)...adds "emphasis."

• Now don't tell me that wasn't hard to read.
  
• OH! OK a serious one. Newsflash! Since Gatlinburg the junior girls are no longer drama queens...for the most part.

• That last one wasn't a joke! Stop laughing!

• OH!! I auditioned last week for next seasons American Idol!

• That last one was a joke. Laugh!

• OK, OK, OK...you are overdoing it. Stop laughing.

• Alright I am done.

• PS-I just wasted four minutes of your life. Ha ha. I am laughing at you.

RaScAl FlAttS!!

four and a half more hours untill the Rascal Flatts concert!!

Tell me you Love me

I don't want to scare anyone, but I believe it's my obligation to inform you...I almost died last night. Please, please don't fret, I'm still alive(that's why I am writing this).

Scenario:
After school I went to my friend's house who lives down Waller. On the way back, I got caught in a crazy traffic jam. People were in such a hurry, they were bumper to bumper...even those that had to be on the railroad tracks to do so. I didn't think you were suppose to stop on railroad tracks but everyone else was doing it so I decided I should too (this is the reason I started smoking also). Anyways, I was on them for a few seconds when I heard a huge "choo, choo" in my left ear. I turned my head to find the train about a football field away. Then the railroad crossing bars came down...with me inside.

What would most people do?
a. honk at people to get them to move and drive around the bar
b. run out of the car and off the tracks
c. at least scream

What did I do?
Freeze. I really didn't react at all. I honestly said out loud in a Werhle, monotone voice "This sucks."

Well, the people behind me started to freak out and honk for the people in front of me to move. I eventually caught on with the train now about 100 feet away from me and started to honk also. Everyone in a panic moved up as far as they could, but there was nowhere for them to go. I got halfway around the bar, but the back was still on the track. Still, the thought of jumping out of the car didn't occur to me. I turned to look and the speeding train was right next to me with its horn blowing like crazy.

Finally, the guy in front of me pulled over frantically into someone's yard. I pulled up just in time as the train rolled by (the engineers face was priceless). The guy hopped out of his car along with a few more people to see if I was alright. I had no expression whatsoever and laughed it off. After a few minutes they left and I started to bawl (a little late reaction). The dude then came out of his house and saw a random person pulled over into his yard crying...sort of awkward. (What is worse about this whole experience is the first thing I thought after I pulled off, was, "Finally! I have a blog topic!")

It's true that your life really flashes before your eyes! So I wanted everyone to know that I love you! I have decided to do something with my now life...something that will make a difference. So I am beginning small...by feeding the hungry and solving world peace (I feel so strongly about world peace that you better not get in the way...I will have to go to drastic measures even if it means killing you.)
moral: don’t stop on train tracks...and don't ride in a car with me.