something new

So lately I've been feeling like I need something new. Something fresh, or light, or maybe just something completely different. Sometimes these thoughts are spurred from me being tired of all my music all at the same time, and I just need a new tune to let linger in my mind and to hum out loud; other times I feel tired of routine, such as if I go for a run and I see the same trees and the same sidewalks and the same squirrel (I'm pretty sure it's the same squirrel) all the time; or if I feel like I'm constantly working and busy; or maybe it starts with me feeling like I have nothing to wear, even though I have plenty of clothes (more than enough, actually)...

But then I realize that I just need to become less of myself. The more I give to Him, the less of myself I become, and the more I can impact the world around me for the better. Ohh yeahh!

i have found a love

that lights up every room.

a small piece of my childhood

Canadian television gets a lot of British programming, and I watched this gem of a show when I was around the age of eight. I remember waking up early before school just so I could watch it! I was kind of obsessed. But then again, it was an extremely cool show. Here's a peek into the window of what is known as "Art Attack".

i don't know

I don't know if you can dance; If the thought ever occurred to you
If you eat what you've been given or you push it round your plate
Still I'd like to cook for you all the same
I would want to, I am game

typewriter, tip, tip, tip

So now that I've discovered this font I think I might sit down and write awhile. It seems as though a lot of things have changed, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is. I'm very happy, that's for sure. But why is it that every time our church has missionaries I want to buy my plane ticket right along with them, no matter where they're going? That wouldn't be too abnormal, except for we have a different missionary every month, and that would be a lot of plane tickets. I suppose one thing with missions is you have to be willing, and that doesn't seem to be a problem with me. I pretty much want to go anywhere/everywhere. Today our missionaries happened to be going to France, and that seemed extremely appealing to me. So, if i'm interested in a good handful (or two) of countries, how am I supposed to know which one is the right one? Or should I just go to all of them? I suppose this is what the waiting part is all about, eh? Speaking of eh, tonight my citizenships will face off on the ice in one of the most intense games ever! Go Canada! 
-N

this is how i know what love is

love's definition was looking at me.

growing

growing 

growing