cookies and milk

for great justice.

somebody set us up the bomb.

here's a photodoc of what felt like the longest day ever.

photodocumentation of work... the sequel

i can't believe you've barely started your day, and i'm going to bed. what is this trash. you're in hawaii, and i'm in the cloud covered land of copenhagen? i guess some people need sun to hear God. well, i guess that phone card came to some good use after all... i bought it five months ago.

there can be only one!

you can't even dream of the power i have, and what i let you get away with.

11:17:33 AM
3:45:04 PM
above 3 hours....
hahah
thanks for being nice

i'm going to violate the charter, cause its SPRING BREAK! jon! chuck! where the heck are you?
i always wanted to be a hitman.


Which John Cusack Are You?

the last two days army recruiters have tried to get a hold of me. who do i see about a section 8?

oh man. that was supreme bumpage of a doc. complete diss. i wanna re-write the charter, but maybe i'll be nice.

a friend came to visit.
can i join slipnot now?

tried to do this last night... but the computer got touched wrong and restarted after i'd picked the pictures out. dang this is too much work. well here are pictures. um, i think i've explained enough. the large building with the pillars, we did street ministry right in front of it, where earlier in the day a huge anti-USA rally had taken place. there were still tons of beer cans and "mass-murder" flyers littering the steps as we sang "Hallelujah!" at the top of our lungs. something about that night was really cool.

glorious.

Which John Cusack Are You?

yay, more online tests.

hey, everybody...shut up.
all this crap amazes me. whoever said that statements here are personal. this is just an extension of needed webspace/hosting. amazing. save 4am...by keeping drama away from it. whatever happened to the springtime 4am, huh? sheesh.

Tired of being underappreciated and manipulated by powerful "others," you fight back. Though possesssing a cold, violent outside, you have a soft, sentimental inside. You love your partner, you cherish family heirlooms, and you want nothing more than to be geniunely happy -- but you don't mind having to kill a couple of nimrods who happen to clutter your path. What Pulp Fiction Character Are You?

Which John Cusack Are You?


Which Annoying B-list Celebrity Are You?


what cheesy love song are you?, by Emily.

everyone give jon a break. i don't like paris either. and this (4am) is a place where they ( and now me and hopefully Kasper) express things. things that are on our minds. we are not perfect . so that's, it cut him some slack.. i had some of the worse 2-3 days of my life in paris. and even sebastian isn't to excited about Paris. this has nothing to do with Politics ( and i could say alot about that. so don't get me started cus this is not the place)..

ok really. can we go back to this page being all online tests and photo docs? cuz really, this is going to crap. SAVE 4AM! i really liked it better when only three people understood what was going on here. i mean, seriously, this page is a byproduct of needed webspace. i don't know how it exploded.

one final attempt at clearing this up: i was talking about two days. going to Paris. not the entire mission trip. our day and a half off from ministry and practical work. the trip was great. we ministered to a tons of refugees and belgians and everything. we served and painted and cleaned a building that was about to fall apart. am i wrong to not prefer going to Paris? i chose to go to masters, which included mission trips. so, i was expecting a mission trip, and then all of sudden they take us to Paris. my life goes in freaking circles and i was paranoid that everything was gonna happen all over again. and i had to walk around Paris by my freaking self! doesn't that give me a right to have at least a little bit of a bad attitude? i'm sorry, but i can't explain my entire situation to the world. yes, i am happy to be in europe, and it has been interesting going to many places (i just didn't want to go to Paris. did you get that yet?) and yes, God brought me here, and i have a little more than 2 months left, and i am trying to make the best of it. it's difficult, and yes, you can pray for me if you like. i don't know how to end this paragraph right now. sorry for the drama. it'll never happen again.

wow. when did 4am stop being a listing of inside jokes and become an international political argument. forget that. i'm going back to the summer, back to being 17, back to being in love and being happy.

they didn't take us to france for ministry, they forced us to go to Paris on our freaking day off and i didn't want to go. sorry for having a bad attitude about it, but under the circumstances it really sucked. no people were targeted, but an atmosphere and a chain of jokes from many years past. woooooooh.

hey guys, he-hey guys... i think it's spring.

haha. booh america. no just kidding
so has the war started
crap where is my gas mask.
i am gonna go into a hole untill it's over.

i think i'm actually getting upset that there's nobody online to talk to when i get on at night. at least i feel upset. i mean, is it so much to ask that you stay up and wait for me to come online so that i have somebody to talk to?

ah? yes?
*cough*boofrance*cough*
oh, and calm down in the guestbook. for real.

you know, some of us have lives outside of the internet. did you know they have cheetos in brussells? and tropicana in france. but boo france, cuz really, that language, it's just disgusting.

kasper is with me, in brussells. i have snuck on to this computer because there is absolutely nothing else to do. umm, couldn't take a lot of pictures, but the ones i did get, rock. 68 and i'm free, unless Bush brings the internationals home early because of the war. i don't know.

ryan, NO.
and some quick stats. i've taken 1119 pictures since i've been here, the majority of them (505 pictures) taken the first week. yeap. nobody's ever online anymore to talk to me. i hate you all. whatever. where's jon?

how about we let the people decide, should i bleach my hair?

yes, i most defintely disagree.
and, by the way, today is the best day ever.

ever.
well, out of all my days here so far.

i have been debating the same thing.. i just need bleach.
yeah i think it will be cool
but i think everyone else on the blog will disagree.

i debating whether or not to bleach my hair. what do you guys think?

i am insane with anger.
keep i t up chuck.
God is faithful

who, me?
i updated my journal.

arentcha proud? and why does it seem that everyone at home is going insane just now that i'm starting to feel okay?

where are the admins of this site??

thank you chuck.

alright here's a photodoc of souled out... well more like the people at souled out, cause most of the pictures of the actual service didn't turn out, also there is a picture of my brother and one of me eating sandwich. whatever.