Fear of the unknown

This summer I, along with 9 others, will be heading to the ozark mountains for a week of house repair and kid's club ministy. We leave on Friday. My fears and lack of self-confidence I fear are beginning to show through the "missionary Emily" outside. Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled with this experience but the unknown of what will happen on this trip has me in it's grip. Plus this trip involves meeting well over 100 new ppl. Some people pleasant...some not so pleasant. I have never been good with meeting new ppl and the very thought of all these new people makes me literally sick to my stomach. Now that I have vomited my fears into this post. I bid this entry...Goodnight.

Blogging 101

I've spent time reading through others blogs and have so concluded that the purpose of blogging is to: find the signifigant and phylisopical things in life's ordinary events. (Note my wonderful use of phonetic spelling)

So I worked this evening..I set up supper trays and then washed all the dishes. My boss left early because, well, she's my boss and she can do whatever she pleases. And my other coworker claimed "it's been one of those nights!" and left as well. Leaving me and just one other to finish all the work. Joy. And as I stood by the machine, shoving pureed chicken patties into the garbage disposal I thought "Was this the wonderful adulthood I longed for? Independence? Is this all life will be? Is there more to the magical age of 16 than just sticking my hand in catsup laden water?" I certainly hope so. Life is looking rather mundane.

More musings to come.

doo bee doo bee doo

I feel like being sentimental now, so here I am. Blogging away. I'm slowly coming out of my deep depression over the moving of my bestest friend Leah. It really was tough. I can't help but feel that this coming year will be nothing but moments like that. When my friends go to college, when the best actors are absent from one act play, when my fav teamates are gone from speech. It's gonna be really really sad. :( All Srs claim they want freedom and can't wait to get out of this stupid town...but I can't help but wonder if when the time really comes to leave here if they really want to go.. Food for thought.

Ahhh...Summer.

It's official...June 1st. 10:12 a.m. And I am bored out of my mind. So I thought I'd post. I plan on spending this first week of June relaxing and sleeping and sleeping and sleeping. And then *insert fanfare here* I'm off to Bluewater camp for a week! Yay! I do enjoy that camp. It is most relaxing. Kayaking, canoing, sleeping, chapel, night games. Ahhh. I've run out of interesting things to say so.... g'bye -Emily