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Name: Elizabeth
Birthday: 9/1/1982
Gender: Female
Interests: Things to which I am addicted: CHOCOLATE, PEOPLE, E-MAIL, TALKING TO MYSELF IN THE MIRROR, GOOD MUSIC, BLACK EYELINER, HIGH HEELS, PHOTOGRAPHS, XANGA, LITTLE HAIRCLIPS, FACE MASKS, MAKEOVERS, DRINKING HOT TEA, MOVIES, WRITING, SLEEP, BALLROOM DANCING, OLD MOVIES, CRYING and LIPGLOSS.
Expertise: I have thrown away my old habits. Never again will I be held hostage while the irrational side of my mind has a field day. I will not allow my emotions to control my fate. I am a rational, logical creature who has been sitting on the sidelines for far too long. Today I awake. Today I take back my life.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Government
Message: message me
Member Since:
12/13/2003
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| Wow. I haven't felt a desire to "expose" myself in quite some
time. That's what xanga really means to me. Opening myself
up. I have trouble doing that, so this format lets me do it with
little to no pain.
I've enjoyed living in Oklahoma City. It hasn't been a terribly
long time, but it still feels like the best place for me.
Granted, I haven't spent all of my time in OKC. I do a lot of
traveling for work.
I just got back from Chicago. That was amazing. I didn't
think I could have so much fun. One of the more exciting parts of
the trip was meeting this guy from New York City. He was really
nice and a lot of fun to hang out with. We'd go out at night and
grab a few drinks and just talk. It cracked me up that he would
always forget I was from "Arkansas/Oklahoma". I would start
telling him something and he would get the weirdest look on his face
which made me feel slightly uncomfortable but then he'd explain that it
took him a moment to remember I wasn't from Chicago or New York.
It thought that was pretty cool--totally boosted my ego.
I also had a total "Cheers" moment (if I had been in Boston, isn't that
where Cheer's is set??, it would have been PERFECT). My flight
didn't leave out until 9 PM so I spent most of the day wandering around
the Art Institute and down Michigan Ave, but I also ducked into a bar
for a quick drink. The bartender was such a nice guy and then
there was also a local who popped in on his way home. We had a
lot of fun. I was actually sad that I had to leave--but OKC was
calling my name!!
I've been going to a church here pretty regularly. I am slightly
frustrated, though. I think it grew a lot faster than anticipated
(I don't think that, I actually know that... but that's beside the
point) and now it's almost like they're going back and getting
focused. It's a good church, though. Strong leadership is
imperative and they definitely have it. I'm looking forward to
the opportunity to get more involved. Right now I'm focusing on
finding a small group that I will feel comfortable in so I can meet
more people in the church and then start serving.
It's amazing the small ways I see God working in my life. I try to thank Him for that every day.
My first "real" friend from highschool is getting married on
Friday. I'm going back to see her walk "the walk" down the aisle
to the man of her dreams who makes her feel like no other man can ever
make her feel. I hope I don't cry. I hate crying at
weddings b/c I'm that sad single girl who's not crying because it's a
beautiful ceremony. I'm crying because I hate that I don't see
how that will ever be. I'm crying because I'm so jealous my body
can't contain the emotion.
I did have a comforting thought, though. The night I got back
from Chicago a friend of mine from U of A called me with a
dilemma. After standing in the airport tunnel for thirty minutes
(I couldn't move to the left or right or I would lose the connection
and she was really upset) she finally said, "I'm so glad you're single,
too, because you understand." She's not the first person to have
said that to me. Then it dawned on me. Maybe I'm single so
that I can be a source of comfort for other single women. Maybe
God is actually using my suffering and unhappiness to glorify
him. Isn't that what I always pray?? That He will use me as
he sees fit? That my life will glorify him? For those few
moments (and whenever I reflect back on it now) the pain was slightly
lessened. I am comforted by that thought. I pray that God
will use my life to glorify him. I pray that he will do with me
as he sees fit.
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| So I think I want to write something in xanga. Go to the website,
can't remember my login or password, try one and totally get taken to
some random xanga I made a million and a half years ago with NO
entries... just a picture of my sister and me. Really
weird. My initial thought (before the picture of me popped up)
was "whoa, I'm a hacker"
I live in Oklahoma City. I have yet to stay a weekend in the
grand city of OKC. I either drive to Hot Springs or
Fayetteville. I like it here, though. This morning I was
actually so relieved to "be home" once I drove into town from my
weekend excursion to F-ville which of course only weirded me out and
totally un-relieved me :)
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| I'm happy right now. I just got back from Michigan. I got
to see Leslie! So much fun. "Stomp" was an awesome
show. Basically, we had fun going and doing whatever we
did. That's why I love my friends SO much--we have
fun. That is what we do. No matter what.
Now I get to go down to Hot Springs after a one day pause here in
Fayetteville. I can't wait to see my family! It seems like
it's been SO long. Mom and Dad just got back from Chicago.
Mom's turning around this weekend and going back up there for a
presentation she's doing--my parents are SO busy.
While I was in Michigan I got a pair of shoes that I know Zana is going
to be super jealous of. I know this because they are the same
pair of shoes she made me give to her a year ago (except these are gold
and that's her FAVE). "Made me give to her" You
may be wondering what that means. It means that I bought shoes
that she and I both wanted but I only found 1 pair (in black).
She bugged me forever, telling me how inconsiderate it was for me to
have not gotten her a pair, too, blahblahblah--so I just went ahead and
gave them to her. She's so funny like that. I have a
problem when people want to give me/buy me things, but Zana EXPECTS
it. But it works out just find b/c I loved being able to give her
something she really wanted. BUT NOW SHE'S GOING TO WISH I NEVER
GAVE HER THOSE SHOES B/C I FOUND THEM IN GOLD AND THEY'RE TEN TIMES
COOLER :)
Tonight's a date night. I like date nights.
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| heehee... I'm excited. Can't wait for this weekend!
My parents have a way of putting things into perspective for that is
just so... right but annoying! Like my dad always wants to know
if I've been going to church. Unfortunately, I always have to say
no b/c things just haven't been working for me on the church
front. I want to go. I think about going. It's just
time and availability make it difficult. I also screwed up my
chance to go to the only church I might go to on a regular basis (my
dilmma: my parents want me to go to church to meet people "like me"--by
that I do mean a good, Christian man who will scoop me off of my feet
and take care of me forever and ever, Amen. The problem is that
I'm not very good at this whole "relationship" thing so my history with
dating and church gets a little hairy--once I break up with someone, I
don't want to see them again. It's over. Finnito. So
going to church (such an emotional, spiritual, and personal experience
in and of itself) with that person being there...somewhere... after the
fact... just creeps me out.).
I know I should just be a big girl and suck it up... but I don't wanna!!
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| I'd be very interested to see what you think:
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