<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906</id><updated>2011-07-30T09:36:26.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith, and in purity.  --1 Timothy 4:12</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-1941321165293990294</id><published>2010-05-25T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:23:39.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>http://chaptertwo-learningtofly.blogspot.com/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go check it out.  I will no longer be posting to this blog.  The new one isn't all spiffy and cool yet but i'm working on it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on the Chapter 2!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Jenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-1941321165293990294?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1941321165293990294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=1941321165293990294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1941321165293990294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1941321165293990294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog_25.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8800099300176456190</id><published>2010-05-12T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:37:15.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>On the side note, I will be starting a new blog in 12 days. Just to let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8800099300176456190?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8800099300176456190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8800099300176456190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8800099300176456190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8800099300176456190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-1943235502890209419</id><published>2010-05-12T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:30:22.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Kaitlyn</title><content type='html'>This blog is for Kaitlyn. My life is crazy right now and there is so much going on there is no way to possibly tell all, so here are the important things:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Saw John Mayer=Officially lived life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Dad's relationship is good again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Prom was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Dating Amazing guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--His prom is the 22nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Going to New Mexico for SLA and WIRED in June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Troy Orientation July 7-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Graduate in 11 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--3 real days of school left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Going to see Keith Urban, Kenny Chesney, and Taylor Swift with Windsey Bawin May 29 &amp;amp; 30(and mom)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Yearbooks turned out AMAZING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's all the new news.  Kaitlyn this was all for you.  Love ya chick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Jenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-1943235502890209419?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1943235502890209419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=1943235502890209419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1943235502890209419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1943235502890209419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/05/for-kaitlyn.html' title='For Kaitlyn'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-111711843521603568</id><published>2010-02-28T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:09:21.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Question</title><content type='html'>Hello. Well today my Dad wanted to go on a father-daughter date. And I was like ok. Cool. We haven't been in the same room for more than 5 minutes since Christmas and haven't had a real conversation since he told me he had a girlfriend... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO we go to O Charley's for lunch. And he always said he'd be honest with me... well he's not being. I had one question I wanted answered. And I waited until close to the end of dinner to ask and as soon as I asked he changed the subject, and I was like well that didn't answer my question. So then he told some story and I got really mad. Like seriously this is a straight forward answer type question.  And not shortly after that he gets a call and it's like boom gotta go. Let's wrap this dinner up. Like seriously, can you not be away from "them" for more than an hour... maybe actually put a little effort into the relationship you're losing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he said that they all(Beth and her kids) really wanted to meet me... ha. This may sound really rude but I don't care if I ever meet them, they are the reason I'm in pain and the reason I'm slowly growing further and further apart from my dad.  Then I had this thought today, Am I scared to meet them? Am I scared that I would like them? Yea. I am. I'm scared that I would like Beth and her rugrats. I don't want to like them, or anything that has to do with them.  And my dad said he keeps telling them one day, one day... don't count on it... cause unless he starts telling the truth, that day won't come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's another thing. I actually thing I would have been ok with all this had he told the truth from the get-go. He promised me at the beginning of this divorce that he would tell me if he were ever going to date someone... You know when I found out about Beth?  After they had been dating a month... or at least that's what he says... Idk if I should even believe him anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I left O' Charleys, hopped in the car, and boom... tears.  My first thought was my Papa. So I stopped by his grave and poured out my guts to a vase of flowers. But I knew he was listening because when I stopped I kinda put my head down and the calmest breeze started and I felt a relaxing "It's gonna be ok" feeling. Well I decided I couldn't go home yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went out to Mr. Ryan's cow barn and sat on my car for while and then went driving around. Then I found "the Perfect Place."  It's at Willow Walk. A Subdivision being built up in the country.  In the back there were all these walk ways and ponds and a GORGEOUS Bridge and a pavilion that had a brick fire place. Like I was so totally at peace here. I walked around for like an hour and the breeze was perfect and the trees and water were so calming. Definitely a place I will be visiting more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally left there and drove out around Tumbleton some... by this time I had most my thoughts sorted out. It helped that my phone died and I couldn't talk to anyone. ha.  So if you subtract lunch from today I had the best afternoon ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also kept thinking about the poem I blogged about.  My Abba Father is here to catch me when the world drops me, here to dry my tears and comfort my heart. Well He did all of that today.  I'm so happy I have a Heavenly Father and that through Him I have a HUGE family of brothers and sisters!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may not be ok right now, but one day I will get there... one day all the pieces will be fixed and all the hurt will be gone, but for now I'm stuck on this Earth doing the best I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta Ta For Now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Jenna Bug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-111711843521603568?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/111711843521603568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=111711843521603568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/111711843521603568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/111711843521603568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-question.html' title='One Question'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5468214150924975571</id><published>2010-02-22T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T11:31:37.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter from Abba-Father</title><content type='html'>Hey!  So last night was a pretty crazy one for me.  Just a lot of unsettled thoughts and confusion. Well I wrote this poem, then went back and re-read it and tweeked it a little. Now instead of being from my view, it's from our Heavenly Father's view being spoken to us.  I liked it a lot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you jump, I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When You fall, I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the world doesn’t catch you, I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When you hurt, I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am your friend, I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know you better than you know yourself,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When it seems like no one else knows, I’ll know&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I’ll be there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your thoughts, I’ll listen to.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your tears, I’ll dry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your heart, I’ll comfort.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your feelings, I’ll piece back together.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be there as your friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll love you like your best friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be there no matter where,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because I care.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just wanted to share a little of what God's showing me in my life. Know that no matter what, your Abba-Father will always be there to catch you when you fall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much love!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--Jenta Buddy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5468214150924975571?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5468214150924975571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5468214150924975571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5468214150924975571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5468214150924975571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/02/letter-from-abba-father.html' title='A letter from Abba-Father'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5251089894919545076</id><published>2010-02-12T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:36:12.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeplessness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So it's 1:24. I can't really sleep.  Haven't really tried, but I just don't want to go to sleep feeling the way I do. Well I pretty much am feeling forgotten. I'm not going into major details, because well I don't want to. But I just have an eery feeling and I don't like it. I'm not at peace and that's not good.  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Paranormal Activity tonight... it was about as stupid as Sweeney Todd. Yea, that's about all there is to my thoughts on that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm top ten and Honor Grad for my class.  Found that out last week!!  It was exciting. I have 4 more months until I graduate, not even that long. It's an exciting thought, Each day I think about it I get more and more ready for May 24th at 7 o' clock at the Dothan Civic Center, where I will be handed my diploma and set free from this place.  Yes I have about a handful of friends I'll actually miss, but besides them... I could care less right now. I'm ready to be gone and figure out my life for me, not for my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed today!!  That was amazing!!  And not just snow, but alot of snow!! All day long!!!  It was fantastic.  I loved every second of it, and it makes me wish I lived up north so I could see snow and ski every day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prom's in April.  I've got my date, dress, and all accessories!!  Pretty excited about it!!  More excited about the beach afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I'm going to bed. I think I'll go see my Nana tomorrow.  She is who I need right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Night All,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Jenna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S3ZWQd5nx4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8sBYMmhxyek/s320/My+1st+real+Snow+Man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437628441000658818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S3ZV-LUrUGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/E6FwfGaLMVI/s320/It%27s+snowing!!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437628126776217698" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5251089894919545076?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5251089894919545076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5251089894919545076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5251089894919545076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5251089894919545076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/02/sleeplessness.html' title='Sleeplessness.'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S3ZWQd5nx4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8sBYMmhxyek/s72-c/My+1st+real+Snow+Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-1696272581936170482</id><published>2010-01-28T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:33:16.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Protectivness</title><content type='html'>What's Up!!  So this is something that I have faced alot of today oddly enough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start off I got home from baby-sitting and pull up to see 2 girls talking to Jay(he was outside playing B-Ball).  I almost went into monster mode.  Who are these girls?  Why are they talking to my brother?  What are they doing standing in my drive way?  I was like crazy.  Why? Because I care about my brother, because I don't want him to get hurt and because I had no clue who they were.  I wanted to protect him from them, from what they could bring.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That may not have made sense but it did to me.  Next was my mom today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her singles class is having a lunch today so I asked one of my friends whose mom was probably going to it too if he was going to eat there(to make sure I wasn't the only youth).  He said yea and we started talking about it, and he said that we had to keep the guys away from our mom's.  I was like Heck yea,  we'll beat any body up who comes near them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idk, I guess I feel like I'm suppose to protect my family from the world and from things that I don't like or things that I think could be hurtful towards them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which leads me to the 3rd protective thing.  I have a friend who I personally feel so bad for their 1st boyfriend because I will personally stalk and threaten him with every breath I take. Tonight I actually became friends with this one guy just to keep my eye on him, not that they were talking or were dating but that he could cause "damage" I guess you could say.  And yea, I know my friend is a big girl, but still, it's just I feel like I'm suppose to be that protective "Hey, You hurt her you die" kind of person. haha.  This sounds way lame... way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think I'm protective because I care.  I would never want my brother, mom, or friend to be hurt.  And as I typed this I realized that all these protective happenings would happen in a relationship with another person and personally those are the relationships that can ruin a person.  Those are the ones that you do have to watch... which I am doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no, none of this probably made sense to you but it did to me so deal with it.  I'm protective and have the people around me's backs.  It's my job... I feel like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--The Protective Eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-1696272581936170482?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1696272581936170482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=1696272581936170482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1696272581936170482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1696272581936170482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/01/protectivness.html' title='Protectivness'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-2490771065077515</id><published>2010-01-26T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:55:48.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh...  EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, So I'm officially stoked about life right now.  If you didn't know I've been in Auburn the past 2 days.  I'm at a leadership conference for SGA... two words...  AHH Mazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so regret not having gone on a campus tour of the college before choosing where I was gonna go.  I absolutley love it here!!!  We toured the stadium and campus,  it was great!!  And today was O-Day so alot of the organizations had tents set up that you could visit.  They were GREAT too!!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm thinking of transfering here after my first year at Troy.  It's just Awesome, but that's just a thought.  Who knows what could happen between now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was short and sweet.  Not much to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, follow my friend &lt;a href="http://www.lindseyraye.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.lindseyraye.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.   She's new to the blog world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Group 21 Fan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-2490771065077515?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2490771065077515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=2490771065077515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2490771065077515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2490771065077515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/01/ahhh-excitement.html' title='Ahhh...  EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-7070902701109687856</id><published>2010-01-24T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:45:40.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chosen Generation</title><content type='html'>Ok, so Satan is attacking our generation of youth and I'm not ok with that.  So this is what I say to him..........&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Satan, you are losing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This world is yours, We don’t want it. We have a better place to go, a better place to live.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The crap that’s here, it’s all yours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do what you want, break our parents, break our families, but you WILL NEVER break our hearts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our relationship is stronger than your hold.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Christ is our rock, he is our stronghold, You have no authority over us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are a stupid little demon who thinks he’s all that and your not.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Take a reality check.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We will conquer you, we will leave this world, and we will go to a place that has no hurt, has no sorrow, and has no pain.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And guess what… YOU WON’T BE THERE!!!!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You think you’re all that hurting the youth of today with your little schemes to break apart our families, well that’s why God created friends. That’s why a friend’s relationship is unbreakable. We all go through things and we are all there to uplift those around us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can’t mess with my friends satan, I’m going to hold them up with the help of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can’t mess with my family, though we are broken because of your stupidness, we are still a family in the fact that we are all related by the blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So back off, this town is not yours, this community, this nation is covered by the blood of Jesus Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I declare it right now,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;YOU NO LONGER HAVE POWER OVER US!!!!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You no longer rule us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The madness stops here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cruelty stops here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s over, your reign over our lives is over.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has both his hands around us, he is not letting go. He is holding on for the eternity so you mise well give up Satan, Your not gonna win.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your not going to conquer but be the one who is conquered.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I call forth a nation that stands up against divorce, abortion, hate, crime, cruelty towards authority, and a nation who stands up for the one who gave it all on a cross, who shed His pure, honest blood so that we can unite and be one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;SO that we can unite against those of evil.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We are one family united by the blood of a Savior you could never be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We will conquer you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We will win.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You will die…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eternally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"But you are not like that, for you are a chosen generation.  You are royal priests, a holy nation, God's very own possession.  As a result, you can show others the goodness of God, for he called you out of the darkness into His marvelous light."   -- 1 Peter 2:9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;-- The Chosen Generation&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-7070902701109687856?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7070902701109687856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=7070902701109687856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7070902701109687856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7070902701109687856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/01/chosen-generation.html' title='Chosen Generation'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-2558451329716884294</id><published>2010-01-18T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:24:56.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello everyone.  It's been about 2 weeks since my last post.  I figured I better get on here and do something.  SO here it goes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm... I'm gonna talk about my tattoo.  It's really funny because a lot of people the past few weeks have "found out about it".  So I thought I would explain it(because I know all these people read it... not really).  Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my tattoo the day before my Papa's funeral, September 17, 2009.  It has a lot of symbolism when I think about it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One it represents my Christianity.  I'm a sold out Christian and I'm marked for Christ.  The fish represents that I'm willing to show who I am, a Christian.  Way back when, if you were found to be a Christian you were persecuted.  SO Christians came up with the Christian fish.  If two people came in contact with each other one would draw the top part of the fish with there foot in the sand. If the other person was a Christian then they would finish the fish, and the two would know it was ok to speak about Christ.  My tattoo is a fish to show I am a Christian and I will speak about my King, and the Cross represents the Crucifixion of Jesus and what He did for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second it represents my Papa.  His love for Christ and his family.  Every time I look at it I think of him, of the influence he had on my life and the lives of those around him.  This tattoo is forever printed on my body just like the memories of him are forever printed in my mind.  I'll love and miss him until the day I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third it represents pain.  Anyone who knows anything knows tattoo's are painful.  It's like "a thousand bee's stinging you at one time."  That's how I put it the day I got it. But the tattoo represents the pain I experienced the past year.  Slowly watching my grandfather die and experiencing my parents divorce was the worst thing I have ever gone through.  This tattoo symbolizes the way in which through the pain I experienced, my relationship with Christ has even grown stronger, a bond like no other, a bond that cannot be removed.  He has gotten me through all that has happened in my 17 years of life and will continue to be my Rock and my Strong hold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tattoo isn't just one to have, or one for looks.  It's a part of my life, a memory, an experience.   Something I'll always live with and be able to share my life story through.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt like I should express what all it meant somewhere.  So there ya go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-- The tattooed Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S1TtXcAoYOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QADL_KtjQb8/s320/tattoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428224437799903458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-2558451329716884294?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2558451329716884294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=2558451329716884294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2558451329716884294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2558451329716884294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/01/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S1TtXcAoYOI/AAAAAAAAAFw/QADL_KtjQb8/s72-c/tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8136135273344229454</id><published>2010-01-03T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:56:17.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Good Afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I just got home from the ski trip... you could probably say it was one of the best trips ever. I had SO much fun. One, I forgot how AMAZING skiing is and how fun. Two, I got to hang out with Lindsey and Daniel most the time... it was great!! So many stories, funny stories at that, to be told. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only had one broken bone, and on the slope that I wiped out pretty bad on... TWICE!!! Thanks God for not letting me be that broken bone! This year for devotion we did a little something different. Instead of meeting as a big group, each person had to come up with a devotion to give to the people in their rooms. It was pretty AWESOME! I'm gonna use our 4 Bible Studies to teach a lesson in 1st Priority because they all strangley meshed together, It was Awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see... You could say this was one of the biggest drama filled, relationship set-upy, text the person sitting infront of you to talk about the one 3 seat behind you trip I'ved ever been on. It got pretty crazy at times, especially the ride back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it was great. We got home and I ended up going to see Avatar with a friend. Great movie, I enjoyed it alot. However, it is very, very long. Slept for 11 hours Saturday, then went Galaxy bowling. That was a good time. Always is. Then in church today found out that this guy cut all his hair off, that was a miracle. Pretty crazy, but glad he finally did it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm, I'm not doing to good with my Dad right now. I just, idk, he's been doing alot of things that I guess you could say get on my nerves. I'm set for Troy. Got an apartment and everything. I couldn't remember if I had said that yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THat's everything I've got to say really. Hope everyone had an AMAZING Christmas and New Years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--The person Graduating in 4 months and 22 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422619943659797634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S0EEG8XKfII/AAAAAAAAAFA/MuvNEMJltu0/s320/The+Troublesome+Trio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8136135273344229454?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8136135273344229454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8136135273344229454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8136135273344229454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8136135273344229454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2010/01/ski-trip.html' title='Ski Trip'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/S0EEG8XKfII/AAAAAAAAAFA/MuvNEMJltu0/s72-c/The+Troublesome+Trio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8767938480664840319</id><published>2009-12-26T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:33:42.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To any girl</title><content type='html'>Hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote this poem Fall of 2008.  It's for anygirl who has a boyfriend. Put his name in the first blank and make sure your really dating who you think your dating.  I love all of my friends to much for them to get hurt by a guy who doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________ is cool,&lt;br /&gt;And I’m happy for you,&lt;br /&gt;But while your at school,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is great,&lt;br /&gt;But watch out for fish bait.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let what you see,&lt;br /&gt;Be what you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look below the surface,&lt;br /&gt;Before you agree,&lt;br /&gt;For your to special,&lt;br /&gt;To me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for sly words,&lt;br /&gt;Cause they aren’t what they seem.&lt;br /&gt;He’ll say what he can,&lt;br /&gt;To be your perfect plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan what YOU want,&lt;br /&gt;Before he goes on a hunt.&lt;br /&gt;Guard your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Cause that’s what the Lord wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful with the future,&lt;br /&gt;Make sure he wants what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be decieved,&lt;br /&gt;By a "It’ll please me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you to death,&lt;br /&gt;And want for you the best.&lt;br /&gt;Please take this,&lt;br /&gt;And apply it to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A Word To The Wise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8767938480664840319?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8767938480664840319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8767938480664840319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8767938480664840319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8767938480664840319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-any-girl.html' title='To any girl'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-3323153726824075379</id><published>2009-12-09T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:15:07.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I shall warn you do not read this if you are depressed or are looking for a good laugh. You won’t find it here.  This has pretty much been the crappiest week since my Papa’s death.&lt;br /&gt;First let me say this, I want to be a motivational speaker when I grow up.  And all the speakers I’ve ever known or heard have had amazing testimonies about what they’ve come from and all they’ve learned, and all that God has helped them with.  Well about a year and a half ago I started wondering how could I be a good motivational speaker? I haven’t been through anything in my life. It’s been a perfect Fairy tale so to say. I wanted something to happen, nothing that would ya know throw me off the deep end, but something that would give me a testimony worth sharing you could say.  But I also didn’t want it to affect anyone else, just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as they say, if you pray or even talk to God about it, be prepared.  I was speaking to a good friend of mine over summer about all this crud that’s happened over the past year and it all became ironic.  God is giving me a testimony, little did I know when I asked for one that it would be something this painful. But He’s giving me what I asked for and I hope and pray I take it and use it to his benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who drinks and does all this crazy stuff and I always figured it was because of her parents divorce. Well I had always wanted a way to reach her and show her that you didn’t need drinking for that. Proverbs 31 talks about how a man gets drunk to forget his problems yet they come back the next day. Well, you’ll never guess when I discovered that verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Monday, we have K-Life of course, and I was pretty excited about going.  My dad called me that afternoon wanting to “talk.”  Little did I know that it was a talk about the girlfriend he now has that my brother had already met before I even knew she exsisted. I was pretty mad, not even gonna lie.  I pretty much don’t want anything to do with her except make sure my brother is ok with her.  It pretty much the most annoying thing in the world to have one parent who has “forgotten” so to say the other one but have one parent who hasn’t “forgotten” the other one.   But I was mad and decided to go for a drive. And yes, most people can’t drive while mad but it actually calms me down to just be alone, with my car, and silence.  I thought of going to that friends house who drinks, I’ve actually thought of it several times, but it’s I guess that deep gut Holy Spirit kinda voice that always directs me else where, that day was to K-Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went that night not expecting to get much, partly because I was hurt and partly because I really kind of didn’t want to be there, but that’s where God wanted me to be. And of course He always gets His way.  Robert, the leader, read from a Psalms that totally matched up to my life, and then the worship began. It was like AMAZING!! I knew after that 1st song, God wanted me there.  And just after every song it seemed like I emptied myself a little bit more. Once worship was over we had a discussion time and I went back to my Bible and looked up drunks or something. Why? Who knows. But I found that passage(which I’ll type at the end of this) and laughed. It was so a God thing. And the best thing was it was just me and God. No one knew what I had heard that afternoon, or what was going on, they were oblivious, which was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, all great things dim in the site of not great things. I got home and my mom was pretty upset about my dad’s girlfriend and so I pretty much felt like I had to, I don’t even know how to describe it. But I have felt like I’ve had to be there for my mom every second of everyday, which I have but I’m use to going and never stopping and I have spent so much time at home it’s crazy! But I know I have to be there for her, it just gets so hard and then I fall back into that pit of just wanting to live a mediocre life instead of one that God has called me to be Awesome at!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so life goes on, Tuesday was a fairly good day, Wednesday was pretty good until I got a text from my mom that she was taking the day off. I just knew something wasn’t right.  Well, I got home from church tonight and heard a lot of things I wasn’t prepared for. And honestly, I didn’t know what to do. It freaked me out, but what is there to do, nothing. I’m meant to be here. This is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that last paragraph was scattered but I can’t really elaborate to much. So, so far this week has been rough. I dread Christmas, I dread the feeling of Christmas with 2 different sides and not having my Papa here. I have missed him so much these past 2 weeks.  He held my parents together, he was the sensible one that laid down the law, he was the one who made us a family the way we were. I’m scared to say I need him but I do. And I know he’s there and I know God’s there, but there is just an empty feeling.  I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s pretty much my feelings.  This is probably the longest blog ever and probably the most depressing but ya know, a blog is meant to get your thoughts out and these are mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The saying of King Lemuel contain this message, which his mother taught him. O my son, O son of my womb, O son of my vows, do not waste your strength on women, on those who ruin kings.  It is not for kings, O Lemuel, to guzzle wine. Rulers should not crave alcohol.  For if they drink, they may forget the law and not give justice to the oppressed. Alcohol is for the dying, and wine for those in bitter distress. Let them drink to forget their poverty and remember their troubles no more.  Speak up for thos who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed. Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice.”&lt;br /&gt;                                           --Proverbs 31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really liked those verses A LOT!! And check out Psalms 143. It’s the verses Robert read before K-Life worship and they’re totally AWESOME just to much to type!! (well not to much I’m just getting tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a card in the mail today that said, “All His promises, His provision, and His possibilities are available to you. He has great things ahead for you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a God thing!!&lt;br /&gt;--Daughter of the King&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-3323153726824075379?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3323153726824075379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=3323153726824075379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/3323153726824075379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/3323153726824075379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-well-i-shall-warn-you-do-not-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8885142539086411384</id><published>2009-11-20T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T19:15:19.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>What's up!!!  Well I just got back from Mobile.  Me and one of those best friends of mine(&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Windsey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bawin&lt;/span&gt;) went down to watch University of Mobile's Christmas Spectacular.  It was AWESOME!!!  And this trip sparked me to write this blog about friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you could say laughter is a big part of friendship.  I don't know how 2 people can be friends without laughter! It's like the ice breaker.  I think me and Lindsey laughed half the way to and from Mobile.  It's great just to hear someone laugh, it makes the whole world happy. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, who likes to see someone frown.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt; for us smiling comes with the laughter. So if you have one you must have the other.  And when someone isn't smiling what are we suppose to do? I have the answer. Look at them straight in the eye and say, "Smile!!!"  Then, at least it hardly ever fails, they smile and it makes laughter because... well it just always has in mine and Lindsey's case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't figured it out, this blog is pretty much based around Lindsey and my friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what next... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt;... understanding.  For a friendship to go good there must be understanding.  Understanding being that you can sit in silence for an hour and it be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, you can talk about anything and everything and not judge each other(My love for hard core music and Lindsey's love for John Mayer), and understanding on situations that your each going through.  Understanding brings the right words to say, if words are necessary.  Sometimes there not, it's just a smile that's needed.  Are you following how everything reflects each other??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I would &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; say is randomness.  What's better than being able to say "I hate you" a million times and it doesn't matter. Or, in my case, "I'm gonna slap you if you don't calm down." You could say Lindsey was way to hyper on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; night.  Randomness also includes those random things that you do just alike. Like say your awake at 1 in the morning, make random noises at the same time after a funny statement, or have an extreme love for stars, sunsets, and taking pictures out the window of a moving vehicle.  It all brings what??  Laughter and smiles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, love. and respect.  A friend loves at all times. And no, I didn't make that statement up, it's biblical.  Friends love each other no matter what one does, says, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opinionated&lt;/span&gt;.  And respect, well that's pretty much explanatory.  Respect is one thing that leads to a close friendship. Respect for the others age(ha) and ways of doing things.  Respect to joke around and love each other and no nothing should be taken seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all these things some up friendship. It's pretty great! And I'm lucky enough to have this friendship with the one and only Lindsey Baldwin.  I love her to death and hope she knows it!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The friendship master!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8885142539086411384?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8885142539086411384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8885142539086411384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8885142539086411384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8885142539086411384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/11/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-7860162266516145878</id><published>2009-11-02T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:53:14.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, Sweet Fun</title><content type='html'>So I just got home from the fair. Is was crazy fun!! Not quite as crazy and fun as last night, but still fun. I'm branching out on rides. I ride way more than I use to so everyone should be proud. Shout out to Lindsey Baldwin for taking on my Fam and keeping me sane. IIHHHH!!! It's a hard job to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fair this weekend I spent Friday and Saturday at my future university, yes that means I got accepted!! WOO HOO!!! I got my letter on Friday and am totally siked out! Like you don't even know! Umm... Oh yea, It's Troy btw. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what next. School is lame and a waste of time. I really don't understand why I go, besides to socialize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................ that was a thought that I decided not to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... this blog is seeming like the last one. I guess that's a good thing, at least I'm not sounding completley depresed and like a drug abuser in these. jk I don't do drugs. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! How could I forget! Saw Lady Antebellum in concert last night. I think if you ever go see a band live they automatically become one of your favorites!! Not even lieing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was going to be a totally awesome video right here but it wasn't loading. Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--BYE!!  J-Bug is out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-7860162266516145878?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7860162266516145878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=7860162266516145878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7860162266516145878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7860162266516145878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet-sweet-fun.html' title='Sweet, Sweet Fun'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-1411041326934030019</id><published>2009-10-21T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:54:55.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Digger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm watching Gilmore Girls and this guys nick name is Digger and it made me laugh so it became the title. I've had a wonderful day!!! Woke up in a pretty good mood. 1st Priority was pretty flippin' sweet!! Then the rest of my day was great besides 5th period, we are now treated like slaves in that class. Haha but that didn't get me down today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been pretty great the past few weeks! Went to see The Letter Black, Decyfer Down, Hawk Nelson, and Skillet in concert. 2 words... SA-WEET!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my last Homecoming this past week, it was pretty AWESOME! I spent it with friends and made memories I will remember forever. Plus the fact the Headland Rams played the best game ever!(or at least the best game out of my 4 years in High School)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a tattoo!!! It's on my fore-arm. It's a brown Christian fish and a red cross. I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied to Troy and am waiting and hoping to get my acceptance letter soon, then I'm going to apply for the Tropilitan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... This blog is way scattered but that's just how I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is doing pretty good, staying busy and keeping things light. What more can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm ending this madness. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Cindy the Civic's Owner &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395174407610985554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/St-CifLubFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/653nAAwf72k/s320/Shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395174402172343218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/St-CiK7DU7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/wKlb7qnbSPQ/s320/Forever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395174393272537042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/St-ChpxLD9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/vjKAOZvmx_U/s320/crazy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-1411041326934030019?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1411041326934030019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=1411041326934030019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1411041326934030019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1411041326934030019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/10/digger.html' title='Digger'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/St-CifLubFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/653nAAwf72k/s72-c/Shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5755521299973823443</id><published>2009-10-04T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T17:28:27.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>What's Up everyone!!!!  Cause I know there are just SO MANY PEOPLE who read this. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few quick updates::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Papa passed away about 3 weeks, it was sad in many ways, but now I know he is no longer in pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially going to Troy University, majoring in Journalism, and going to write on the Tropolitan. Yes, it's gonna be crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Twin City now at my Aunt and Uncles for a concert Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my fiends is thinking about going on a mission trip this spring break and we were talking bout it earlier today, and I told her that everytime she thought of it she should pray. Well I started thinking that if everything I thought of that I need God's direction in I prayed about maybe things would fall into place faster or better. So I'm now trying to take my own advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my besties is trying to convince me that I am the perfect girl for her cousin who seems just like someone I would like so I'm really confused about that too. Cause I don't want to get myself excited for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is calming down from all the chaos these past few months!! Praise Jesus. Senior year is still going well.  Not to much stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skillet next weekend!! My life will be complete after next Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to you all!!&lt;br /&gt;--Future Trojan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5755521299973823443?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5755521299973823443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5755521299973823443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5755521299973823443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5755521299973823443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/10/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-7195703007017186300</id><published>2009-09-10T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:56:53.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress, Stress, Stress+a Little Happiness</title><content type='html'>Hello peoples!! So I'm here blogging. I didn't leave to much of a happy last blog so I figure I should share some happiness... along with all my other problems. Haha! So should I save best for last... yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well My Papa isn't doing any better. Everyday he lives on is a surprise to me to be completely honest. It just kills me to see him in pain. He is now on a morphine pump so everytime he has pain he just shoots a shot of morphine, but that still doesn't completely stop the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Senior year has gotten kicked off and it's going pretty well. Not to many complaints. I've been majorly stressed out, but hey, I operate under stress so better to be stressed than not I guess. And now I don't know if am going to University of Mobile anymore. In fact I'm pretty certain I probably won't. I can pretty much get a full ride to Troy so I think I'm going to go there.  But still not completely definite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yearbook=Stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Good news. We moved into our new house and I LOVE it. It is so beautiful and I'm loving every second of it. My room is all finished and it makes me extremely happy!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well that's about all there is for now. I leave tomorrow for Rock the Universe aka the AWESOMEST 3 days of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye!&lt;br /&gt;--Jenta Bug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-7195703007017186300?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7195703007017186300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=7195703007017186300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7195703007017186300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7195703007017186300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/09/stress-stress-stressa-little-happiness.html' title='Stress, Stress, Stress+a Little Happiness'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-3305492668792679510</id><published>2009-08-07T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T14:00:07.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbearable, but not unbreakable</title><content type='html'>So... I'm sick of all this crap. There ya go. I hadn't planned on blogging for at least another week or so. But when life hits you hard you gotta get it out and this is the first place I thought. Well, the house we were gonna get(oh, have I told you were moving?) has pretty much fallen through, and now my grandmother wants me to move into her house and I'm like heck no, i couldn't handle being there every night. Love them to death and appreciate everything they've done for me, but every day is to much. So I pretty much am lost right now. I just don't know what to do and I'm sick of trying to stand strong. I am tired of holding everything in but I just can't seem to talk to anybody about it. It hurts to much to tell anyone. And yes I know some poeple read this but I'm typing not talking. Maybe I just don't want to hear myself admit  that something is wrong. Gah, it's so flippin confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they upped my Papa's pain meds again and I'm like enough is enough. Why why why? I can't stand it anymore. This is ridiculous for him to be in so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am pretty much a big mess and I just don't know any more. Maybe the title makes sense, it's just the first thing that came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting the World,&lt;br /&gt;Jenna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-3305492668792679510?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3305492668792679510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=3305492668792679510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/3305492668792679510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/3305492668792679510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/08/unbearable-but-not-unbreakable.html' title='Unbearable, but not unbreakable'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-2831208268482585591</id><published>2009-08-06T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:15:43.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>Hello world. S0 me and some friends, Courtney and Lindsey, went to see My Sister's Keeper this afternoon. It was really good. Most people said they cried all through it, I may have shead 2 tear drops. The whole time I was more or less comparing it to my grandfather, he's sick with cancer and hasn't been doing good at all here lately.  I wanted to cry but couldn't. My stomach got flipped quite alot. I think my body does that sometimes instead of crying. So now I have this really sick feeling, we can just say I'm in no mood for food for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one part of the movie, I hope I don't ruin it for anyone, but they had a court trail and you find out the reason Anna is asking for rights to her own body is so that Kate can die. I mean that hit hard. Kate knew she was going to die and she had accepted the fact, she was ready to go but if her mom kept pushing for surgeries Kate would have to continue to live in pain. So pretty much the mom wasn't facing the fact that Kate was going to die. That kind of hit home because I think alot of the time my family doesn't accept the fact that my grandfather is going to die. When? I don't know and neither does anyone else, except God. But I have had these thoughts the past few days that I'm almost ready for him to go. There I said it.  I can't stand seeing him hurt, I can't stand seeing him have to be fed and washed and given medicine pretty much every 30 minutes. It hurts, and now he's becoming kind of mean so to say. He'll smart off at my Nana or mom, there just trying to help. So I am really confused about all this. It just seems that things are things and some people don't want to accept that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, had a pretty good week. I'm about to head to the lake so peace out home dogs.&lt;br /&gt;--Jenna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-2831208268482585591?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2831208268482585591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=2831208268482585591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2831208268482585591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2831208268482585591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5582071905561878568</id><published>2009-08-01T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T02:02:52.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night/Early Morning=Thinking</title><content type='html'>So, I got home tonight from bowling with some pretty Awesome people and saw where one of my all time favorite movies was on. Yes. 2 in the morning and I'm watching a movie. But I sat and watched it and then was going to go to bed but nope, The Little Mermaid tv show was on so I had to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I sit here watching Ariel argue with some bird about human things I started thinking of one of my friends who loves Ariel, and she has red hair so it works. But this friend is leaving for college tomorrow. And tonight the bowling thing was the last big thing me and my Smoothie Buddies would get to do before they go to college. And probably the last thing until Christmas. So I'm thinking I don't like any of this stuff at all.  With in the next week all of my college friends will be gone, moved into there new place for another year. Some on Sunday, some Monday, alot Wednesday, and then a few Friday and Saturday. It makes me want to cry. Yes, I have plenty of friends who aren't going to college, but there not moving away so I don't think about losing them. I think about the ones I'm not going to see everyday or even every week... or even every month. These friends are some of the only people I can talk to and some of the only people that don't annoy the snot out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I started thinking about the fact that they're leaving and at 4 in the morning it's not a good thing to think about because you can't really call or text them. Otherwise I might die and then I wouldn't have to worry about missing them. So I blogged about this and yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wish I could see into the future and see if wer'e all still going to be friends 5 years from now. I can't really imagine not being friends with them but it's wierd since I'm the youngest of all of them. I always have this scared thought in the back of my mind that they'll all graduate college and grow up without me so to say. And I really don't want that. Wow. I've never said that before. It's kind of wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm getting sadder as I keep typing I'm going to stop now. Time for sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Good Night!!&lt;br /&gt;--Jenta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5582071905561878568?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5582071905561878568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5582071905561878568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5582071905561878568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5582071905561878568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/08/late-nightearly-morningthinking.html' title='Late Night/Early Morning=Thinking'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-4366628325914308710</id><published>2009-07-29T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:46:55.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Blog</title><content type='html'>I was reading a friends blog and thought this was cool so though I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an introduction she's talking about roses she had gotten a few days before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday, I woke up and they were all wilted...=( sad day...(they stunk too). But I had heard before if you spray hairspray on them and hang them upside down that they will keep the color and last a really long time. So I poured out the water, pulled off the excess leaves, and saved the prettiest ones. One thing that I noticed that makes the beautiful roses somewhat of an eye sore (and finger sore) is the thorns. I just don't get what the purpose is. But oh well. I'm still waiting on the results of the hairspray experiment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the thorn thing. In Christian Worldview today, Dr. Rob said that if he was Adam, the would bring Eve the prettiest roses everyday, afterall they wouldn't have thorns on them. The class was confused and he said "Don't you remember? Thorns didn't come until after the Fall."Genesis 3:17-18 says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And to the man he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Since you listened to your wife and ate from the tree whose fruit I commanded you not to eat, the ground is cursed because of you. All your life you will struggle to scratch a living from it. It will grown thorns and thistles for you, though you will eat of its grains.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So because of the sin of Adam and Eve, the earth has thorns. Adam and Eve represent all of the human race so basically because of our sinfulness, thorns have cursed the earth. The thorns represent our sin. And where else do we see thorns in the Bible, boys and girls? That's right...When Jesus was being mocked before he was crucified. The Romans put a crown of thorns on His head to mock His claim of being the King of the Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 27:29 says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They wove thorn branches into a crown and put it on his head..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I pricked my finger with a thorn and it hurt, but on the head?? and I seriously doubt those Roman soldiers were kind hearted and gently placed it on Jesus' head. It makes me cringe just thinking about the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let me try to piece together the puzzle I have created so that you can experience the realization I had today in class. If the thorns represent the Sin we have as humans, and Jesus was crowned with thorns, it's like a literal illustration of Jesus taking on our sins and bearing them for us. It shows how our sins caused Jesus so much pain. Now obviously, just believing that Christ was crowned with thorns isn't the way to salvation. It's believing and confessing that he DIED a HORRIBLY PAINFUL death, and rose 3 days later to tell about it, and to tell his followers to tell about it. (it being God's amazing and truly awesome power and love) It was just a cool connection for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earlier she had written this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a started this week yesterday, I thought it was going to be a stinkin' drag. But God has definitely shown me that I need to trust Him and that deciding how I think my week is going to turn out within the first few hours of that week is stupid. He knows all, and I know nothing. HE's basically amazing, and He has blessed me beyond comprehension. The week is only as bad as I let it be, or imagine it to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed reading these and truly understood what they meant last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;--Jenna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-4366628325914308710?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4366628325914308710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=4366628325914308710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/4366628325914308710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/4366628325914308710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-blog.html' title='Another Blog'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-6133367569235828088</id><published>2009-07-28T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:42:47.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Hello again. Well when I said I would update more I guess I lied. Sorry. My summer has been crazy though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start SLA was amazing!! Probably the best 2 weeks of my life!! I learned and expreienced so much that is helping me to be a better leader.  When I got back from SLA I was taken for a ride of a lifetime. My parents were getting a divorce and my dad had moved out. Just what everyone wants to hear after getting back from camp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to think about that for a week until I left again. New York City was my next stop. I spent a week there with my grandmother and cousin and my grandmothers friend and my cousin's friend. It was amazing!! I loved every second of it! I want to live there at some point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home on a Friday, spent 4th of July with my fam and then went to WIRED 2009 for a week. That week will forever be a part of my heart. 1st off my leader was the Amazing Lindsey Gay. I love this girl to death and was really excited about being in her tract group.  2nd we were at Mama Tina's Mission House, I really wanted to have this site since last year and was crazy excited!! 3rd AVARILLA was in my group for the 2nd year in a row!! It was complete madness!!  We did our tag team again this year leading the VBS. I had the bible study and she did missions. It was crazy fun and even more so confirmed that I am suppose to go into Youth Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worship that week was great too!! In all there were over 120 site salvations, over 50 Wired salvations, and 44 surrender to the ministry(I'm pretty sure these numbers are right and if there not there close).  To add to that I saw one of the Staffers, who I grew up with repent(cause we don't rededicate) and get saved. I bawled my eyes out.  Then I saw several others from my church and just other people I knew come to Christ. 2 of the youth from our church surrendered to Ministry. I am just AMAZED at all God has done through WIRED and how much it is growing.  I don't think that week could have gone any better and can't wait for WIRED 2010!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After WIRED I went to the beach for a weekend with the Fam and Cate, then the next weekend I went to the beach with my Bible Study, aka the coolest people ever and my support system. I think that weekend was the best weekend I've had in quite awhile!! I loved every minute. I mean I'm talking getting to hang with probably my closest friends for 4 days straight. It was a very nice vacation!! Probably my favorite part was getting up at 7 on that Friday and going walking with Lindsey. We probably walked close to 2 miles, on the beach might I add. It was great just to talk with her. Then we got back to the Condo and everyone was still asleep so we went swimming. It twas fun!! But the idea of walking that Saturday and Sunday didn't happen. Not enough sleep. But I got a nice tan, Bryley at one point said, "Jenna, you look like a Mexican." I figured I'd take that as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home that Sunday. Got home and BOOM... life. The following Monday my parents signed the divorce papers. Other than that it was a good Monday. My Monday's now consist of Bible Study at 6 in the morning. Not the best time but it's a good way to start my day. Then either cut grass(which I started doing this summer and Love it!!) or go back to sleep. And this Monday I started my intern work with our church. It was pretty great, accomplished alot. Then, my safe haven, the event that makes Monday worth going through, my pick me up for the week, K-Life. This past month we've been meeting in this Volleyball Court and during worship it gets so loud, it's amazing. I'm taken a back at some points and have to just stop and listen to the voices of 70 people lifeting praises to our Heavenly Father. Then the message is always great too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, have I mentioned I found a room mate for Mobile!! Her name is Brooke Stephenson!! We are both crazy excited about Mobile and can't wait for the road trips that will be taken this school year!!  And it's so funny that God brought us together. We are alot alike in several aspects but then have our differences. It's great!! She has really helped me out alot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... I'm trying to think if anything has been left out... I don't think so. I'm going to try and do weekly updates if possible. Key words If Possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my closing.  In K-Life 2 weeks ago this guy from IHOP(International House of Prayer) came and spoke. And the one thing he said that stuck out to me is this, or here is his example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you made a promise to God not to watch R rated movies. But your best friend who is a HUGE Christian went and saw one and was telling you how AWESOME it was and that you should go see it so after church that Sunday you go to see it. However, the whole way through your thinking I shouldn't have come to see this, WHy did I do this. You can't even enjoy the movie for the guilt on your mind. When you get home your truely sorry and feel really bad and want to repent so you ask God's forgiveness. The question now is what do you do about the next cool R rated movie? You don't go see it.  Yes. You broke the promise you had originally made, but that doesn't give you reason to compromise. You have repented and you should pick right back up with your promise to not watch R rated movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really stuck out to me. I make tons of promises to God and if I break one of them, I shouldn't use that as an excuse to compromise what the original promise was. I should repent and start over with the original promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The godly may trip seven times, but they will get up again.  But one disaster is enough to overthrow the wicked." Proverbs 24:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is enough for now. Hope everyone is having a great week!!&lt;br /&gt;--Jenta Bug&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-6133367569235828088?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6133367569235828088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=6133367569235828088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/6133367569235828088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/6133367569235828088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8289833166236949373</id><published>2009-06-04T17:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:09:58.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/SihiJlsRzpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BRgYFx3ZWhE/s1600-h/IMG_0001_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343628874751266450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/SihiJlsRzpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BRgYFx3ZWhE/s320/IMG_0001_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be a short post. Just wanted to let everyone know I need all the prayers possible to be thrown up to the Big Man. I'm getting ready to head to Nashville for 2 weeks for a Christian, leadership camp. I'm super excited, but really nervous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and a super duper praise report, my Papa's potassium level is finally back to normal range. That is truely because we have an AMAZING GOD!!!!! He's the bomb dot com double click.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone is doing good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- Bible Girl!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8289833166236949373?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8289833166236949373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8289833166236949373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8289833166236949373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8289833166236949373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/06/sla.html' title='SLA'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/SihiJlsRzpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BRgYFx3ZWhE/s72-c/IMG_0001_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-2903089416671265051</id><published>2009-06-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:01:00.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More updates</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, if there is anyone who reads this, if not I'll just continue to entertain myself.  I hope you like the new background.  I love it and hopefully I will be blogging more with more of what's going on this summer.  I am now officially a senior, 2010!!!!!  Its super exciting.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for my 2 week camp this Sunday. It's in Nashville at Belmont University and it's going to be flippin AWESOME!!!!  I can't wait to go and learn learn learn.  THen I'm also going to WIRED and New York City this summer which are also big to do's in my summer.  The beach will be visited several time, one week with my Bible Study, the Authentic girls(picture on the side), that's going to be AWESOME! I'm actually going to the beach tomorrow for a day trip with some good ole college buddies.  I can't wait to be one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is going swell.  I went to adventure land today with my Mom, brother, aunt, and cousins. Oh, and Kellie, can't forget her.  Kellie and I went with no intentions of getting wet especially since we both had stuff to do afterwards... we were soaked by the end.  But I took her down in guitar hero so that's all that mattered.  We also road this virtual roller coaster that was pretty cool, minus the WONDERFUL(said sarcastically), video they have of us doing it.  Good times, good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THat's about all I've got for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Jenilla(my new flavor of ice cream titled after myself, given to me by my aunt)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-2903089416671265051?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2903089416671265051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=2903089416671265051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2903089416671265051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/2903089416671265051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-updates.html' title='More updates'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5887540759114171484</id><published>2009-05-28T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:48:33.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement</title><content type='html'>What's Happening?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an update on my life.  Everything is going GREAT!!!!  I'm now a SENIOR! Scary I know!  But this past year has been crazy but it's over and my summer has begun!  Summers going to be hectic!  There are a total of 3 weeks that i'll be home.  It's filled with camps , a trip to New York, and a Beach Trip with some of my BF's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather is doing ok, things are things and thats about all there is.  Our family continues to grow closer everyday and it amazes me the strength my Nana and Mom have.  There my heros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jesus and we continue to get closer everyday.  He also amazes me with the things He can do, which then again He's God, why should I doubt.  Life keeps getting better and better. I'm almost for sure that I'm suppose to go to the University of Mobile, one the people are amazing and two, the college is great.  Everytime I see or talk to the people down there I feel a glow about them that not many college students can put off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was just u[pdating everything and figured this was due for one. I'll keep things updated from here on out maybe. Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5887540759114171484?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5887540759114171484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5887540759114171484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5887540759114171484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5887540759114171484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/05/excitement.html' title='Excitement'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-5091432345215847534</id><published>2009-03-13T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:14:48.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes,  I know it's been 2009 for quite some time but this is my first post for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a few updates.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm getting closer to my Senior year and am super excited.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm single.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm going to a leadership camp this summer for 2 WEEKS and I'm super duper excited.&lt;br /&gt;- My grandfather isn't much better but were still praying and God is still a MOUNTAIN MOVER!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- And I'm still missing my college friends as much as I was when they left!&lt;br /&gt;- But I have my family to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that updates are out of the way I'll do a little blogging.  I'm taking this Ap English class that is KILLING ME!!!  I'm ready for it to be over!  Gah, it's terrible and this is no exageration.  I'm going to a formal this year, it's like a prom but it's not. I love my dress for it!!  And the guy I'm going with is very sweet but were just friends to anyone who was thinking differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekned of the formal is going to be a crazy one. I have the formal that Friday and the ACT that Saturday! Can you say YIKES!!!! And plus all that, I have a book report for that week as well and a power point presentation the following week.  I'll be dead by the end. well maybe not cause I want to go to the beach the weekend after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, well actually tonight, I'm going to a disciple now at my church!!  I'm so excited!!!  It's gonna be AWESOME!!! We haven't had one of these in ages, so it aught to be fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I get to go home after that and work on more english! It is consuming my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much that is my update. Nothing to interesting.  I'm just trying to stay close to God and enjoy my time on this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Bible Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-5091432345215847534?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5091432345215847534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=5091432345215847534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5091432345215847534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/5091432345215847534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-2009.html' title='It&apos;s 2009!!!'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-8499280201830021318</id><published>2008-11-23T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:04:46.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I &lt;3 Mobile!!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!   This past weekend I've been up in Mobile and It's amazing!!!!  I love it here!  Besides the fact that 3 of my closest and coolest friends attend the people I've met are amazing!!  And the environent is like totally Awesome!!  I mean it's totally...  Christian. lol  There's no other way to put it.  This campus is the perfect place to prove that Christians can have fun to!!!!  Me being here is also great because of everything i've had to deal with since being here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out Friday morning that my Papa has cancer.  I haven't really been able to admit it til today.  The people I'm around (Lindsey, Bryley, and Jessica) even though they don't know what's going on they still are uplifting.  I love them to death!!  The smiles I see when I turn every corner are what get me through each negative thought. Or maybe not negative thought but wondering thought. As in will he make it or what's going to happen.  They help me to carry on through everything.  My mom isn't telling me what all is going on but I hope and pray that everything is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then besides that me and my boyfriend are going through a slight arguement where he(to me) is acting like a complete jerk!!  Grrr!  He thinks that the minute I'm away from Headland I'm going to cheat on him. I'm not that kind of person.  And he talks about how much he likes me and trusts me and it really agravates me that he says or said the stuff he did.  Then he goes on acting like nothing happened.  It makes me really mad.  But, I guess I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning we went to church at North Mobile ( NoMo as it is known here).  I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!   It is just my kind of church!  The worship was amazing and the pastor gave a great sermon on the unconvential war going on between us and Satan.  It really made me think and gave me something to speak on at our next 1st Priority meeting!!!  And God also helped me show kindness during Sunday School.  I'm not one to willingly help someone out like just out of the blue. But He (God made me today)  I can't say that I loved it but it was good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wekend has showed me a few things or life lesons shall I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends will always be there with you, and never abandon you for their friends.&lt;br /&gt;Boys stink!!!&lt;br /&gt;And,  God knows what you need to here and when you need to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a random note:   The reason my wireless internet wasn't working was because I didn't have the wireless switch turned on.  I feel like a complete idiot but thanks to Lindsey Gay I'm back in the real world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-8499280201830021318?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8499280201830021318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=8499280201830021318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8499280201830021318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/8499280201830021318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-3-mobile.html' title='I &lt;3 Mobile!!!!'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-411423266650667468</id><published>2008-09-07T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:22:28.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a while and felt that know was a time to update everything.  Well it's my Junior year and everything has picked up super quick.  All my close best friends are off at college so I don't get to talk to them all the time and that stinks alot.  But now a days I have no time to talk to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecoming is coming up for my school and that means craziness for me.  I am treasurer of SGA which means I get to help organize the hc parade that week along with See You At The Pole that Wednesday and the Rally that night.  Then that thursday yearbook is going to a conference in Troy and that Friday is homecoming.  That weekend I will have to decorate for the dance, set up the parade, be in the parade as mascot, go be mascot at the game then get ready for the dance. That Saturday I have to go and clean up the gym and then that Sunday I have a People's to People's meeting in Montgomery for a trip to Australia I may get to go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention there is this whole other situation that has come up that totally confuses me and makes me wonder(you won't hear about that).  Then I also have to keep up my devotions and stay focused on God while spending time with my family.  What helps everything else out is the job I have on top of all that stuff.  IIIIIHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to write all this stuff out and get it out of my brain.   I'll try to blog more this next month. No promises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-411423266650667468?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/411423266650667468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=411423266650667468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/411423266650667468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/411423266650667468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2008/09/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-1643925281892901312</id><published>2008-01-03T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T12:19:32.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year = New Me</title><content type='html'>The end of 2007 and begginning of 2008 have already brought me so many choices.  If this is how 2008 is going to look I don't really want to live it.  I made a New Years Resolution to read straight threw the New Testament and I started a little early.  I started reading on the 26th of December and God totally gave me this awesome message to share at our 1st 1st Priority Meeting.  I really liked it and had talked to my Nana about it. She liked it too. Anyways I got real excited about it and thanked God for it. I feel that 2008 is going to be GOD'S year and I think that 2008 was the year He wanted the 1st lesson or message to be written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was texting a friend January 1st and reading my EC when God changed the lesson. It was the same verse but a different spin on it. It killed me that He changed it write there on the spot but now I think it will have even more of an impact on the people that will recieve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to choices, I had to make so many choices in December of 2007 and the first 2 days of January that I never thought I would have to. I had my Christmas break planned and ready to go until I got a baby-sitting job. I had to baby-sit the 1st 2 weeks and then I was going to go on a ski trip the last week.   Well that would mean no sleep at all on my break. So I couldn't not baby-sit so I decided to drop out of the ski trip. Well then my Gran called me and told me about this American Girl thing in Atlanta the last Friday of the break.  I was ok with it until I found out that we have a basketball game Saturday that I wouldn't be here for(It's an important game).&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to stay which leads me to the reason I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got so frustrated with everything and it started making me mad that I was having to drop out of all these things. SO I changed my mind about my New Years Resolution to be getting closer to God and keeping in touch with him and making decisions based on what He wants for me. This year I will grow closer to God because I'm determined to live differently with out my comfort zone like I did most of last year.  I just have to remember one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 62:7&lt;br /&gt;             "My victory and honor come from God alone.&lt;br /&gt;               He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-1643925281892901312?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1643925281892901312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=1643925281892901312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1643925281892901312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/1643925281892901312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New Year = New Me'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-396850848608210107</id><published>2007-08-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:26:47.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>Well I realize that in the last blog I had the title of the song wrong. Sorry, the lyrics are right though. Well last night was the last time 2 of my friends would perform in our youth group. Just about everybody cried whether it be before, during, or after. It was sad. The girl that is leaving was really an inspiration to me(whether she knows it or not). We've only been close friends for a couple of months but it still makes me sad that she is leaving. Then the guy that is leaving well he's just funny. I've known him for ages! I'll miss him to!  But I had been praying that the Lord would help me to not be selfish &amp; to be happy for them. To realize that they now get to take what they learned &amp;amp; put into practice. I was thinking last night about everything that has happened here lately &amp; made a promise with God not to be depressd &amp;amp; not to dwell on what's happened but to look forward to what is going to happen. Like them coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wonder what I'm going to be like next year. When my close personal friends leave. Then I think about all the good times I've had with them &amp; I start thinking about next summer. I can see this whole school year flash before my eyes to next summer. But then I think of Phil. 4:13 "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength"  That verse is really proving true to itself. It is definitly a good one to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-396850848608210107?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/396850848608210107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=396850848608210107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/396850848608210107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/396850848608210107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2007/08/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668659997684633906.post-7641264663782216960</id><published>2007-08-03T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:23:04.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well I needed a place to express my th&lt;/span&gt;oughts. So I found this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lately I haven't had much time to myself or for God. My relationship with him is not what it used to be. That makes me so mad but I never really had time. That's what I thought until I realized I just don't want to give up the internet. Isn't that selfish when you won't even give up your internet time for God.  Well I had always blamed the internet thing on  my job. I never had time for the internet so when I did get on I would spend hours on it.  Then I would pray before I went to bed &amp; call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my last day of work. It was horrible!!! The day in a whole was horrible!! Well first at 1:00 this morning my cat decides she wants to play. I was so mad. So I throw(place) her in the bathroom &amp; go back to sleep. Well my alarm clock goes off &amp;amp; I turn it off &amp; go back to sleep.  Next thing I know my mom comes in &amp; wakes me up. I jump up scared I'm gonna be late for work.  Well I get to work &amp; it's crazy!!  I was so ready for 9:45 so I could leave &amp; go to the banks open house.  Well my mom brought me a different shirt to wear. When i get to the grand opening I'm way underdressed. I'm wearing jeans,tennis shoes, a t-shirt &amp; throw-over,  and everyone else is all dressed up. I was Majorly embarresed. Well It takes an hour just for them to do all there speeches &amp; cut the ribbon. I was actually ready to go back to work.  well I get there &amp; bathe 2 dogs &amp;amp; then my mom brings me some food(since I didn't eat at the open house).  Why I was trying to clean up in the back the new girl calls me to the front &amp; totally frustrates me. That made me mad. Then I finally got everything cleaned up &amp;amp; in order. Then we got busy. At 4:00 I just had the inside kennals clean. I was at the front desk when my dad comes with this box. I ask him what it is &amp; he tells me it's my g-moms cat. She had been ran-over. So we take him back &amp;amp; the vet tells us what was going on &amp; that it would take around 6 months for him to get completely healed up. We didn't want him to be in pain so we decided to put him down. Isn't that the way to end your last day of work? Well I was upset so I went off &amp; watered everything. I was really mad at God &amp;amp; didn't know why he had done that. When I'm down God usually will give me a song that fits my situation. The next thing I know I'm singing "Bring the Rain" by MercyMe.  I was like in Aww of what He did. The part where it goes "And though my heart is torn  I'll praise You in the rain" was repeating itself in my head.  The rest of the day it was just playing in my head. It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there were two points to this blog. One to tell you what was on my mind. Two  to let you know that God is an Awesome God! Never doubt him or think He can't do something. Always stay in a close relationship with him, never lose connections. And always trust Him &amp;amp; He'll guide you through anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668659997684633906-7641264663782216960?l=jibs2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7641264663782216960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668659997684633906&amp;postID=7641264663782216960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7641264663782216960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668659997684633906/posts/default/7641264663782216960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jibs2010.blogspot.com/2007/08/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Jibs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14323141631606455017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wYp59ixEfCY/TI5CLzzH4hI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F5jvW5k7Reg/S220/58860_1568301855064_1460986219_1474790_3596132_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
