Saturday, April 22, 2006
Catch Me When I Fall

Here are my verses for today (from Psalm 55:16-22)

I call to God;
He will help me.

At dusk, dawn, and noon I sigh
deep sighs--he hears, he rescues.

My life is well and whole, secure
in the middle of danger
Even while thousands
are lined up against me.

God hears it all, and from his judge's bench
puts them in their place.
But, set in their ways, they won't change;
they pay him no mind.

And this, my best friend, betrayed his best friends;
his life betrayed his word.

All my life I've been charmed by his speech,
never dreaming he'd turn on me.
His words, which were music to my ears,
turned to daggers in my heart.

Pile your troubles on GOD's shoulders--
he'll carry your load, he'll help you out.
He'll never let good people
topple into ruin.


CATCH ME
Catch me, Lord
When I fall
Sometimes I don't see clearly
Sometimes I don't see at all
I need Your strong hand
to guide me through
I need Your loving heart
to show me what to do

To love others unconditionally
To accept them and to forgive
To release these heavy burdens
And to begin to really live

Catch me, Lord
When I fall
Let me hear Your sweet voice
When You call
"Do unto others as you would have done unto you"
"Sow mercy as you've been given mercy"
"Love them as I have loved you"

Catch me, Lord
Catch me when I fall
.elw.

CATCH ME WHEN I FALL (lyrics from Ashlee Simpson)
Is anybody out there?
Does anybody see
That when the lights are off something's killing me

I know it seems like people care
Cause they're always around me
But when the day is done and everybody runs

Who will be the one to save me from myself?
Who will be the one who's there
And not ashamed to see me crawl?
Who's gonna catch me when I fall?

When the show is over
And it's empty everywhere
It's hard to face going back alone

So I walk around the city
Anything, anything to clear my head
I've got nowhere to go nowhere but home

Who will be the one to save me from myself?
Who will be the one who's there
And not ashamed to see me crawl?
Who's gonna catch me when I fall?

It may seem I have everything
But everything means nothing
When the ride that you've been on
That you're coming off
Leaves you feeling lost

Is anybody out there?
Does anyobdy see?
That sometimes loneliness is just a part of me

Who will be the one to save me from myself?
Who will be the one who's there
And not ashamed to see me crawl?
Who's gonna catch me when I fall?
Who's gonna catch me when I fall?
Who's gonna catch me when I fall?
And not ashamed to see me crawl?

Who's gonna catch me when I fall?

Labels: Lyrics, Poetry

Saturday, April 08, 2006
AHHHHHH!!!! IT BURNS!!!!

ERIKA: Double lollies: a seemingly innocent treat. Tangy on one half, tart on the other.
JENNA: What they really should be is devil on one half and hell on the other!
ERIKA: Or hell on a stick! BURN!!!
JENNA: Those horrid little suckers. they look so tasty but after you bite into them and demolish it all into you tumbler your gums feel as though they have been waxed off the inside of your mouth... tell me how they can be described as sweet and tangy?
ERIKA: Well, I was just gonna say that they burned my gums and hurt my teeth, but whatever you say...Funkmaster G! Maybe Mr. Weber wasn't trying to be nice to you because you lost...maybe he is really an evil doctor/dentist/oral hygienist who is trying to curse you by burning your gums off and making you fail his math class!
JENNA: DAAANG! this is what i have been trying to tell you guys all along that he is a horrid man who hates little children by the name of Jenna and loves to put them into his evil WEBER "kill her with his bad lessons in math and stupid jokes machine."
ERIKA: Hmm...possibly. Or maybe he's just a good guy with a bad/seriously messed up sense of humour. All I know, double lollies can kill. Just say no!

For the record, it's about two in the morning, and we've probably had all the sugar and salt for a week in this night. So please excuse the randomness of it all. And we don't really hate Mr. Weber. Even if he may be an evil doctor/dentist/oral hygienist. Seriously.

Random Definition of the Night/Early Morning
pim·ple--> (pmpl)n.
A small swelling of the skin, usually caused by acne; a papule or pustule.

Labels: Random

Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Identity

Today we were asked a question at school by our health teacher. He wanted to know why teenagers were so distant from their parents.

This got me thinking...

I mean, it's not like I'm that distant from my parents. We do talk, quite a bit actually, but I would never tell them everything about my life. I really respect people who do that, but I am just not able to.

Maybe this comes from the fact that my parents are always in my life. They're at my school, at my church, at my extracurricular events: they're everywhere! I don't want to become my parents. I respect them both, but I want to be my own person. Find my own identity.

Also (and I know this is a stupid lame excuse) THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GOING THROUGH!!! Cliche, right? But for me, I really feel like this is true. There are some areas in my life where my parents just can't relate. Like they don't understand what it's like to wake up and barely roll out of bed. Or to just collapse when you're walking. Or to fight off some of the things I'm fighting right now.

I guess where I'm going with this is that I want to break free of who everybody thinks I am and be who I really am. I love my dad so much, and I love basketball, but more than anything I don't want to be "Mr. Wall's Basketball Playing Daughter". That label drives me nuts. I want to play basketball, and I'm glad my dad is who he is, but I don't want people to know me as that. I want them to know me as Erika. That's it.

Labels: Just a Thought, Rant