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Name: Sydney
Country: United States
State: Virginia
Birthday: 1/15/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: God, learning more about His love for me, learning more about how I can show my love for Him, cultivating Passion, gaining wisdom, God's revelations, Spiritual gifts, Jesus as the Bridegroom, Song of Solomon, Chi alpha leaders, Chi Alpha, Patty, anthropology, Madeleine, reading, and your mom, but not being your mom, like my friend John said one time.
Expertise: I don't so much know that I have expertise in anything... but I like to pretend I know things that I really don't. Most people fall for it
Occupation: Student
Industry: Hospitality
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AIM:  sydneybean115
Member Since:
9/19/2004
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| A Story about my Neighborhood (possibly a little stereotypical?)Joanna and I were driving to work yesterday and I started telling her about the guy I saw in my neighborhood earlier in the week. She thought it was funny, so I am telling it on here.
First, some background information on my neighborhood. I live pretty much in the ghetto. Seriously, there's a car that drives by at least once or twice every night with the bass going so high that not only the windows, but our entire house shakes. Also, the 7-11 on the corner - yeah, don't go there after dark. Try not to ever go there alone, but whatever it takes don't go there after dark.
Okay, story time:
I was driving down the street that leads to my neighborhood, and a little ways down from the 7-11 I saw this guy walking with his girlfriend. I'm guessing about the girlfriend part, I could be wrong. However, what I really noticed about him was the fact that he was wearing an over-large white shirt that hung down to his thighs and the top of his pants could be seen just below the bottom of his shirt. And as he's walking, in order to keep his pants up, he's actually HOLDING ON to them with one hand! And I thought to myself, as I saw this, why do gangsters always wear their pants like that? Don't they need both hands free for their guns?
Yes, that's right, I went there.
Then, Joanna, (we're both laughing really hard at this point) says, 'Either that, or to run away from fellow gangsters'.
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| Cute story about little SyddaA story I told in my old journal that makes me laugh! Originally posted September 15, 2003:
So I was just talking to my mom on the phone and she told me this story:
"Your dad and I were cleaning out our drawers yesterday (they got new bedroom furniture) and Dad found a Christmas sticker. It said: "To: Santa From: Sydney". And you had taped money to the back of it. A dime, a nickel, and a couple of pennies."
Isn't that crazy??
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| So, I've been going through an old online journal from another website and came across this gem from March 30, 2003. It actually is a really cool train of thought, cool enough that I thought I would share it here, in my new journal:
People remember funny things about me... John Hermanson, he remembers the time that we were on the ski trip (I think) and we traded rings. He told me one of the last times I talked to him that the army had taken his ring and so we could no longer trade them. I thought that was fun... Devon, he remembers the times that I would hang out with him late at night while he was a sexton at the church and we'd hang out on the bottom floor and chill in the children's chapel and read Fox in Socks as fast as we could to each other. We'd also read Green Eggs and Ham and just so we could find the books everytime we wanted to, we'd put them on the top shelp in the nursery. =) Those things are such small things, just random things that I have done that impact other peoples lives. Things that I wasn't doing in order to have an impact. And maybe that's why they did have an impact. It seems to me that they way to have an impact on someone is not to try. At least for me, when I want ot have an impact on someone, it never seems to work, it's only when I am not trying that things work. This whole train of thought started when I was looking at my room key. I have one other thing on my key chain (now I have two but before I added the other thing, there was only one). It's a key ring wrapped in grocery store plastic bag ties. Jon gave it to me the first weekend I was home after I came to school. I was wondering if he remembered the thing that I gave him. Probably not. Then that got me thinking about how I usually remember so much about my relationships with other people, in that I remember almost everything that went on. However, Devon wrote my family a card and in it he brought up the Fox in Socks thing and I had totally forgotten, but I guess we remember things taht mean a lot to us. And like I was thinking earlier, it's funny some of the things that I have imprinted on my brain, like permanent memories. The time Matt left the first time I got to drive him home that night and we were hugging in front of his house and I just remember everything about that minute or so that we were hugging. And I remember giving Marshall high five, cause I was so embarrassed cause he was really just holding his hand out for the key I had, but I thought he wanted a high five. Yeah, right. ANd I remember sitting in the van on the way into Wales, petting Heather's hair and having her fall asleep. And I remember sitting with Larissa in my car and having a long conversation about God while wiating for her mom to show up. I remember sitting on a bench in the back of Truro, days before I left for school and crying. I remember sitting at my locker in high school and reading my bible during lunch cause I had no one to sit with. I remember sitting in Molly's office and talking for hours, I remember going shopping with jon and Catherine, I remember meeting Evan for the first time, I remember the time I cried in front of Jon, I remember a thousand different things that mean nothing to the other people that were involved in those memoried and I wonder what people remember about me that I don't.
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| I have been to 28 states (including DC). This surprises me. I had no idea it was that many states. It's because of all of the traveling I have been doing for onething. I'm currently in the process of trying to persuade my boss to let me and Stacey travel cross country again, this time to Phoenix, then to LA, then back here. It would be... awesome!! I miss being on the road.
BUT there's a possibility of road tripping with my sister back to VA for two weeks in late August. Not sure if it's going to happen, probably won't know until right before the trip, but I can't decide if I want it to happen or not. It'd be fun to be on the road with my sister and the girls, but it is also kind of hard to be on the road with the girls. And I have mixed feelings about Virginia right now. I love it, don't get me wrong, but KC is home now, and going back is sometimes hard. And two weeks is a long time. And we'd all be staying with my parents, so who knows what the sleeping arrangements would be like. I don't know, in the end it would definitely be worth it.
I've been thinking a lot lately about the past six months and at once I feel like the growth I have experienced is slow and creeping, but at the same time I see huge leaps that my heart has made. It's kind of strange. I can definitely look at my life and see that God is working motherhood and marriage into my heart. But while it seems like my heart is making leaps and bounds in this area, it also feels like a really slow process. I guess I am kind of grateful for that, in a way. The Lord knows that I'm skittish if things move too quickly, and since He made my heart, and understands me better than I understand myself, He takes things slowly with me.
When I moved out to Kansas City I had no intentions or thoughts of working on this part of my heart. But looking back, I can see that even then He had better plans for me. Even starting with my first roommate out here - she was engaged and planning her wedding while we were roommates. Now, two of my closest and greatest friends out here are married and I hang out with them and their husbands all the time. Also, I currently live with my sister, who is married, with two girls. It's done a lot of good things in my heart and started awakening a lot of stuff in there as well. The Lord knows what He is doing - of this I am absolutely sure.
I'm contemplating (kicking around the idea) of starting a small group based on one of the many books I've been reading recently. The one I'm most leaning towards is Did I Kiss Marriage Goodbye?. It's a fantastic book by Carolyn McCulley. She's a 40 year old woman who has never been married, and I really felt like she had a lot of awesome things to say about marriage and women. One of my favorite things she talked about was the term single woman. We always put the adjective single first, as if that's the most important thing about us, the thing that truly defines us. Actually, it should be woman that comes first, since this is the essence of who we are.
Carolyn also talked about how when you aren't married by a certain age people start asking if maybe you have the 'gift of singleness'. I laughed to myself because I've definitely heard this, and I'm only 25. She made a really good point though - we ALL have the gift of singleness at some point in our lives. And, while most people do receive the gift of marriage, that's what it is, a gift. I'm not doing this particular topic justice, but it was really profound when I read it.
All of that is not to say that I'm dissatisfied with my current marital status. I'm quite fine with it, actually, and am really enjoying it. I just wanted to share what I've been reading recently.
I will leave off with some little known (I think), fun facts about me:
1) Whenever I enter the bathroom, 99% of the time, I start out by making faces at myself in the mirror.
2) I love to go to bookstores and just browse. And sometimes just sit and read. My own book. That I brought with me to the bookstore. Specifically to read. :)
3) I like going to the movies by myself. But part of me wonders if maybe I don't just like the idea of this more than the actual doing. I say this because I have actually only done this once or twice. But it was quite fun.
4) I've been making a list of things I would like to do before I die. It's been quite fun.
5) Included on the above list is taking a bath in a claw foot tub.
6) I LOVE to laugh. And nothing makes me laugh more than wit - I love witty jokes. I think the highest thing on my list of husband qualities (right below Christian) is wit. Wit seriously gets me everytime.
7) I am not competitive.
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| It has been a wonderful Tuesday!I'm not going to lie: I did NOT want to get out of bed today. I tried to talk myself into resetting my alarm and skipping part of my prayer room time. Then I decided to stop being a baby and actually be where I said I would be. So, I got up and went into the prayer room. REALLY good decision. The Lord met my heart. I loved it! The 6AM and the 8AM were both REALLY wonderful today. There was special grace on my heart today and I loved it. Then, I left about 9:30 to meet my sister and her husband/kids for the Malachi 4:6 prayer meeting. It was AWESOME!! It moved my heart to watch the kids lead the prayer meeting. We only stayed about 40 minutes, but I was impressed my nieces made it that long, having never been exposed to something like that before. I'm looking forward to going most Tuesdays now.
When I left that prayer meeting I decided to run a couple errands - the most important being stopping by the library. I returned a book yesterday, but in my haste I accidentally returned my sister's actual copy of the book, instead of the library copy I had checked out. Luckily they still had my sister's copy of the book and I was able to just make a trade with them. EMBARRASSING ;). But I secretly liked it!
The guy at the Starbucks window was really friendly - I always really appreciate that. There's nothing better than a cup of coffee with friendly service. It makes the coffee that much better.
I am joining a prophecy room team - just as an admin, but I'm totally excited about it! That starts tomorrow and I cannot wait.
I'm sleeping like a normal person. A huge shout out to Jesus for that one. Sleep is so dear to my heart, now.
I'm starting a study on John 17 and am using Martyn Lloyd Jones' The Assurance of Our Salvation. It's awesome!
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