The End of it All

Song of the day: "I wouldn't mind" he is we
Hat worn: Yankees cap
Facebook status: ""I know your scared. But don't run. Don't ever run when your scared.""

I've got to say...at the beginning of this summer I wasn't expecting so much. In all honesty, I was kind of...sad that summer was beginning. I wouldn't see my friends from school as often. I knew my friends would be heading to college. I would have math tutoring too much and I barely had enough time for myself as it was with three trips planned. I wasn't expecting it to be so...huge.



Nathan with me at the
X-men First Class movie



I wasn't expecting it to be so wonderful. I wasn't expecting it to be so painful. I wasn't expecting it to be anything out of the ordinary. But it was all of those things. It was probably the most brilliant summer in existence.

 I will say this was the best summer until another summer comes along and beats it. But I doubt that will happen anytime soon. Although it may and I'll have to take this whole paragraph back. But I doubt camp will be better because the epicsause has left leaving it more empty.

Davey and Nathan (and Payne)
at Kings Dominion



For the first few weeks of my summer, at least until camp, I just got together with a lot of my friends and got to hang out. We went to Kings Dominion, an amusement park near my house. We went to the mall. We went to the movies. We went everywhere and acted like goofy teenagers, which I think is the best part about being a teenager. You can act like a goofy teenager, because no one expects differently from you! (Which is both wonderful and aggravating at the same time. Because they don't expect anything. At all. So its a pro and a con.)

I spent a lot of time this summer hanging out with Davey, who is in this picture to the left of these words. (Ooo complicated picture do-hicky-thingy-ma-bobs) He is the only guy who can drive me around which is pretty awesome because before I wasn't aloud to be alone in the car with a boy. Which was OK, if annoying. I understood the rule and stuff but now I can ride with Davey so it's easier to get a ride. I do get my licence in May though so that'll be helpful.



Kai and me



After these few weeks, I headed off to camp. Which I've talked about before. But I still get so worked up about it because it was just so...cool! I mean I had so much fun its insane. Ha! I miss Word of Life so much. I miss the people more. I fell in love. I fell apart. So actually, this was kind of part of "the painful part" of my summer. But it was also awesome!



I mean everyone needs a camp romance. And everyone needs to know they don't last. So my once in a lifetime camp romance has come and gone. It was good, but I'm kind of glad its over. Too much drama. Like I need more of that in my life. Ha ha! Maybe next summer. ;)



(Side note: I had this whole blog finished and it was VERY long and I pushed the publish button...and it somehow broke and messed up and deleted everything after this point. To put it lightly, I am slightly angry. OK actually, I'm infuriated! It was really good too... so I'll try to recreate it as best I can. But right now I'm emotionally spent from writing so much. So it'll probably come across really dry.)



The team from teens who worked with
our group during VBS and at the concert

 About two weeks after camp it was off to Canada. Prince Edward Island more specifically. I had so much fun there. It was interesting...I spent almost two weeks with the same nine people. I'm closer to each of them in very strange ways. Ha ha! That long in a house with thirteen people and one bathroom. Interesting.

I met so many people there too that I'll be friends with for eternity. Literally. We'll all meet up again in heaven and hang out, praising Jesus. It'll be awesome! Sherlyn and [censored name of Hungarian spy] were so kind to put up with us for that long. We were loud, obnoxious, annoying, and we almost broke a lot of their stuff...that last one was mostly me. I got injured a lot. A lot, a lot!

I learned on that trip that I shouldn't complain too. I complained so much on that trip and I am ashamed of how I acted. I acted like a baby. I have no excuse either. I hope in the future I can be better and not complain, because if it annoyed me, it must've annoyed everyone else a lot more! Ha ha. I hope they still love me.

Bethany, Melissa, Bethannie, and Me
at Burger King on the way back
from Smith Mountain Lake sporting amazing
hats

After PEI (prince edward island) I left on a trip to Smith Mountain Lake in northern Virginia. We spent a week in a lake house with my family and three friends. Bethannie, Bethany, and Timothy. It was a fun week, but it was slightly overshadowed by the fact I was wondering the whole time if my mom had cancer.

Yup...that would be a downer. Ha ha...ha...ahem.

She doesn't have cancer by the way. She's fine.

But we did have fun laughing, dancing, singing, watching TV, swimming, tanning, and boating. I did learn a great deal about dealing with naive people and about how to talk to girls. Apparently I'm not that good at it. Even though I am one. Ha ha!

After that I spent the rest of the summer up to this point hanging out at home, sleeping, reading, trying to write, shopping for school, and eating. It's been much less exciting.

But I've had the coolest summer ever. I think I'll always look back on this summer and think it was the best. But it wouldn't have been without a few people who were always there when I needed them. They MADE this summer for me.

Vito, Davey, Logan, Abby, Laura, and Melissa.


I'll never forget you guys. I can't. Literally. I'll see most of you in  few days. But thank you so much for making this the best summer for me. It's been amazing. Let's make the next one even better, k? I'm already looking forward it. Ha ha!

Till my drivers ed teacher stops singing,

Adeline Taylor







Just Believe



Goodness I don't know what's been going on. Well I do, but it's been a pretty confusing few weeks. I wish I could figure it out and make a map out in my brain so everything lines up. But my brain never really worked that way.

I fight to control some aspect of my life. Just so I know I can handle something in my life. I know that's unbiblical. I know that God is supposed to control every part of our lives. But life has been so hectic and I long for just one piece of solid ground to stand on. I feel like I'm teetering on the edge of a cliff and I can't see any way to stop the fall.

Because no one seems to be here to grab me and pull me back.

My mom may have cancer. She's at a doctors appointment right now where they are going to examine the three tumors and see if their cancerous. The doctors are also going to tell us what they want to do with it. When they want to get them out and stuff. So operations. Yay.

I've learned a lot these past few weeks. I've learned a little about how the world works, how people act, how God works, and a lot about myself.

See, God works in mysterious ways. We all know that, obviously, or we'd be able to figure out what was going on real quickly. I could look at my mom's health and say, "Oh look! Those three tumors are going be show me a thing or two about how the world works and change our lives forever. God is going to use it in >insert some amazing area of life< and allow us to >insert amazing thing< through all the crap! I understand now!"

Unfortunately, God works in mysterious ways. Ha.

But I've survived thus far. I know something will happen. I don't know what. But it'll work out. God works like that.

I mean, I'm not saying I'll understand what happens. But it'll happen and I'm a good soldier. I can take it. I can endure. I hope...

I think I'm writing this to reassure myself and it's not working. Ha ha. I'm hilarious.

Pray for my mom though please. Everything helps. She gets back from her tests later this afternoon. So I'm here, unusually peaceful actually. God sure is amazing.

I'll check back in with an update later.


PS

Wow it seems like I started out whining and by the end it all changed to something else. That's really strange but, weirdly enough, happens whenever I write out my problems. I start out really sad and dreary and then get actually sort of happy towards the end. I'm an optimist. What can I say?

Life in Boredom

As you may have noticed, my three or four readers, that I have neglected to post since my return from Canada. There is a very good excuse for this. Well, actually I have several. You can choose one.

1. I have had no time
2. Monkeys stole my computer
3. I've been working on something completely awesome and the list of my necessities has placed my blog somewhere at the bottom

Well it's none of the above. To put it simply, nothing happens to me. I miss my friends. I miss nice temperatures that are anywhere below 90. I miss spending my afternoons hanging out with my friends. I even miss living in a house with thirteen people and one bathroom. That is how bored I am.

Some how, life at home isn't satisfying. I have this longing to wander that isn't satisfied unless I'm somewhere else entirely. I don't feel it when I'm at church with my youth group (my youth group being the people I've known my entire life and consider most of them almost as close to me as my family.)

But I'm not always with my youth group. I'm not always with my friends. I'm usually home.

Why do flights have to be so expensive?

I've been trying to plan a trip out to Michigan so I can visit my friend on his birthday. He's turning nineteen. He's making an effort to come to my sixteenth birthday party in December, and I hope he does come. I believe he'll try his best.

But even with the $200 gift certificate I'm getting for Delta because of the mishap with the whole Prince Edward Island to Toronto to Atlanta to Virginia thing I'd need to raise $288.60 cents, plus tax! I miss him so much. He's one of my best guy friends and I really just want to see him for a day or two.

But its hard to come by nearly $300. It's even harder to come by my parents approval in the matter. The idea of my crossing state lines to visit a guy doesn't appeal to them. To be honest, the gossip that will occur doesn't appeal to me much either. The people I respect and care about will understand. The rest of the people? Well I'll be known as a horrible person.

Gah. Life. Responsibilities. Growing up. None of it appeals to me. At all. I sound really juvenile, but maybe that's how I feel. Maybe I am juvenile. I'm only fifteen, I can be juvenile if I want to. Curses!!!

Yeah...that was my rant for the day. Sorry for dragging you into it. Hope it's enlightened you to...life.

As always: honor the King. I'll see you soon. Not literally. But...you get my point.

Until the crayons melt,

Adeline Taylor

Oh Canada...

Hey. I have returned from my missions trip. We returned safe, if a little tired and smelly. You know, after living eleven days in a house with thirteen people and one bathroom, people may expect me to be happy.

But I'm not. Which is...weird.

I miss living in the house with my friends and my youth leaders. I missed my family of course. I love my family. But I wish I was still traveling. I guess you could call it a wander lust. I want to travel a lot. Maybe it's a teenager thing.

But the missions trip was a great success. We helped out at Grace Baptist Church where we helped them with their VBS.

You may be wondering what VBS is. Vegetable Bacon Sandwich? Vulcan Birch System? It's actually Vacation Bible School. It's a great thing where a bunch of little kids get together in one building and we have to take care of them and teach them about Jesus.

I've decided I want to move to Prince Edward Island. It's beautiful and no body locks their doors.

Wow...that sounded really sketchy. Let me rephrase that.

It's beautiful and there is no crime there, thus meaning no one locks their doors.

If you haven't heard of Prince Edward Island, its a province of Canada right above Maine. If you haven't heard of Maine, it's a northern state of the USA. If you haven't heard of the USA...well then you have a problem.

I met so many new and amazing people. John, Reice, McKenzie, Brittany, Jeremy, Jess, Tibor, and Sherlyn were amazing people. I miss them a lot. That's the only sad part about traveling. You have to leave people behind when you leave home and you have to leave people behind when you leave your destination.

But then you have these great things called memories and life is just more awesome with them.

If you haven't noticed, I started another blog. It's an ongoing story. You should look at it because it's going to be sweet.

I hope you all are safe and sound. Have a great next few weeks of summer. I know I will be.

Honor all people. Fear God. Love the Brotherhood. Honor the King.

Until you all know what yupers are,

Adeline Taylor

PS

By the way, if you ever do want to figure out what yupers are and you want to watch a wierd kid make a fool of himself check out this link.

Vito Basura Vladimere   For the record, this guy is one of my friends from camp. He also mentions me near the end under my nick name. (Being Twix the Monkey is hard.)

The pink cow boy hat he wears? Yeah...that is really a long and epic story. It's the reason I met him the summer of my fifth grade year. It's been so long. Haha.