Honor Academy

I've been thinking a lot about the Honor Academy today. This past October I went to Acquire the Fire and I filled out an application for the HA without thinking too much about because they said it was free to apply if you did it that week. So I did that got some reference forms filled and finished that up. I had a phone interview and then, maybe 10 days ago I got a call that I was accepted!

Casey was blogging about all this last June. I guessing it was pretty much the exact same story, with ATF and all. But I never gave much of a thought to what it was all about.

But I've been accepted and I'm so excited about it! If this isn't where God wants me to be than I have no idea where else and He could want me. The biggest thing is money. It's $7800 bt that's more like $9000-something for me because I'm Canadian. Plus things like flight tickets and other smaller things make it all add up. And I know God can provide. Now I just have to wait for my acceptance package... exciting!

Casey, can you tell me if any of these names sound fimilar? James Sipes. Chelsea Arnold. A girl named Laura interviewed me. And the girl who's been contacting me lately spells her name Allyson but I don't know her last name yet.

The Museum

Today I went to visit the McMichael Canadian Art Collection. Honestly, kind of boring. Mostly landscape art. I guess it's kinda cool to see original "masterpieces" as they call them, but I don't know any crazy group of 7 fan I could tell in a far country that I saw them in person. You know the group of 7. It's a lot of their work that I saw. I thought Lawren S Harris paintings were really pretty. I'd put a picture of one here but the real ones would put them all to shame too easily. What's the most famous piece of original art you've ever seen?

I want my blog back.

I miss you guys so much! And if nothing else I want to at least explain why I suddenly stopped.

Last June I got caught up in thinking about everything I would be doing in the summer. I started journaling a lot, which I have continued doing. And I thought about the differences between blogging and jounaling.

There were a lot of things I didn't know. Like, I didn't know why I blogged, or anyone for that matter. Why do people post personal things on the Internet? That's crazy. How can someone come to trust online friends as closely as (sometimes more than) other friends? I did and I didn't know why. That frustrasted me a lot. I didn't know why someone would send me a gift just from getting to know me through my written expression through blogging. And yet, that happened. It's over my head a bit, just something I couldn't and still don't really get.

So before heading off to Thunder Bay for the camp I did I was sincerely planning on returning home to type up those journals. I was planning on typing up my whole summer here but that wouldn't have happened anyways because of the massive amounts of eternity that would take. Reading it alone would take a week if you were reading during all your spare time.

But my resistence to blogging grew during the summer. So I started posting vague, short summaries of events, rather than the details. I began to feel like no one was reading and eventually I just stopped. Sorry.

I've been missing you guys a lot! No lie, and for a while. Since I quit, I started another blog. What I really wanted was to come back to this though. I'll tell you what it is, it's no secret. But it's not like this blog. I refrained myself from letting myself often writing personal things. It's www.bottleoffanta.blogspot.com, check it out if you want. Doesn't make a difference to me anymore.

If you still pray for me at all, then thank you. If not, no worries! Don't go kicking yourself saying, "I'm so sorry! I thought you were dead so I started praying for your family instead!" Just kidding. Seriously, let's not joke about death. Mom just came to my door in tears for my aunt who has three brain aneurysms. She's not dead but my mom very worried about her because the doctors don't know how to treat her yet. And today, I just found out that a grade 10 at my school committed suicide yesterday. I never knew her but it's really awful.

That's all besides the point. I want to start blogging a bit more again. Maybe just slowly at first. As you may have guessed, a lot has happened since Semptember 15, 2008, so if you want to know anything just ask. Or about my summer too. Or if you missed me too, then please, please leave me a comment! I miss the community here sooo much. I love you guys, Steph.