almost august --

almost time to move back to lethbridge!

aaaaaaaaaaaah...

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

not sure how i feel about that. good. but i'll miss this coastal land.

what else?

i was @ physio this morning, with peter, who moved to west germany from east germany in 1958 (with his parents). if they hadn't moved, he would've been in east germany until 1989 -- 29 years after his family moved to canada. we were talking about how the decisions your parents make have such huge implications for your own life.

for instance...i could've been a prairie girl my whole life, living in a small town, 200 friends and nosy neighbours...but my parents moved out here when i was six. what would my life have been like? what is it like now? what is life?

bah.

happy..july 29.

new day.

I woke up this morning.
TOo hot.
Too allergic.
Too frustrated.
Too still.

Thus, I am going to the beach.

YAY coastal living!

not so intimate.

MAN.

I AM SO FRUSTRATED.

AND ANGRY.

AND FEELING HURT.

and trusting God. slowly. moment by moment. inbetween FREAKING OUT about WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY LIFE!?

I went to physio today. That was cool. Peter is fixing up my ankle and, more importantly, my left knee. It's a little out of sorts, what with having been sprained at all. So physio was fun. I'll go again on Thursday and Saturday.

I had a new job @ a london drugs call center, but it fell through, so I am again unemployed. The good thing about the tempagency is that Jenna is finding jobs for me -- I might go in and retest for my office skills, because I was nervous and definitely sucked at the windows test.

*sighs*.

Had a good, good hangoutwalkchat with amanda last night, but definitely brought up some feelings and memories and awkwardness that I hadn't expected to share. Those are all hanging out just below the surface of my skin.

I think I need to spend some serious time with Mikael because I miss her and love her and she's such a constant "I have not, will not, never fear, reject you" in my life. I guess that's what best mates are for. Unconditional. Even when I am lame at keeping in touch.

Anyway.

Here's a picture/art from Amanda's computer.

anxiety hinders search for true romantic love.

I read an article in the Richmond News today -- something I rarely do, because it's mostly a crappy paper, but this one was interesting.

Dr. Terry Estrin was writing about people my age who want to be married, and how we shouldn't stress about it!

Here are his tips:
- expect emotional discomfort.
- relax.
- take chances.
- be selective.
- consider your own needs.
- trust your instincts.

He expanded on all those things, but I'll let you find all that out for yourselves.

WOODSONG...was great. Really good time with good friends, for whom I am very thankful. Rosie Thomas made me cry, and the imr boys are in good form, sounding and looking and putting out good vibes better than ever.

[images to come. uploading is taking too long. grr dialup].

woodsong.

it's 11.48pm.

the alarms will go @ 4.00am, to start our day, our roadtrip...nay, our epic adventure to...woodsong!



imr is playing on saturday night, along with rosie thomas!!

i'm pretty amazed and frustrated that i'm still awake -- but it's been that kind of week. the knee/ankle sprains aren't really much better, which is maybe what i should have (but didn't) expected. anyway...

i went into work today (pavilion) to say goodbye -- it was a fond farewell, with many reassurances of how welcome i am to come back...and how much i plan on doing so.

random post, lame post? lame me...lamed...can't walk...get it?

ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

bed time.

america -- prepared to be roadtripped.

new day.

I bought "the places you have come to fear the most" by dashboard the other day. On Monday, I believe.

Wow.

Great album.

Glad to report that the emotional impact it once had is gone, although I still enjoy it. Glad because...that was way too intense.

In other news, I got a new job -- I'm catapulting into the wacky world of office work. I think that "Office Space" and "the office" will take on WHOLE NEW MEANINGS.

What else? HMmm...My left ankle and knee are both still sprained...I'll be icing them soon...and then abusing them when I go up to Keats tomorrow. Aiiiee. Maybe Theo will be my chauffeur.

wow.

back from camp 2.

here's what i brought home:

3 aweful dolls (1 original, 2 tortoises).
1 torn knee ligament.
1 sprained ankle.
1 cold.
1 sunburn.
1 heartful of new friends...straight outta the blue and into my life.
2 new (well, my first 2) voice students. yeeeah!

a whole bunch of insight.
humility.
understanding.
a renewed hope in the possibilities of camp ministry.
an excitement for my future -- to be a dangerous dreamer; one who dreams in the daylight, and can see dreams become reality with open eyes.

a year of plans with campers, staff friends, and alberta girls.

woot woot.


[and also, a word of reminding for all us bloggers -- just because someone doesn't comment, doesn't mean that he or she doesn't read your blog. so be discerning in what you write -- it may be private when you type it, but once its on the web, it's open to interpretation and reading by anyone...that's how misunderstandings occur.

and when you're already awkward (like me), increasing awkwardness or awkwardness potentiality via the internet is a BAD idea.]
:)

blog on.

Krysta Lowe and Amanda Dorst come to town.

actually, it's more like "Melinda Appenheimer comes to Krysta Lowe's house and posts a blog".

here's a picture...



and Krysta's website...

done.

goals have been accomplished today, friends.

i biked home from work.

that is, i rode my bike from the stanley park dining pavilion to my home in richmond, bc.

my chain fell off once when i tried to change gears to an impossible gear -- but we survived that.

vancouver is a mountain city -- my bike and i are mountain riders.

SO HARDCORE!