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Some of the most intriguing things I've seen in a while.

Whom?

For those of you who know me, which do I look more like, my mom or my dad?

I love this picture of them.

It could have been...

...something like this.


But thank the Lord that it was only a few minor dings and everyone is alright.
God was with the whole situation last night and I thank Him for that because I know it wouldn't have turned out the way it did if not for Him.

2.20.09

Sitting here on the futon drinking cranberry-apple tea after a fun night of music...

...Sitting here after an incredibly long and somewhat difficult two weeks. It is nice to get back to Makella, back to thoughts that don't revolve around grades or 'drama' or plans not working out. Back to being with God to be with Him, not to just ask why, and not to just ask Him to fix my mess-ups. Taking the time to thank Him for the sun and family and friends and my health.
I have been completely self-absorbed these last few weeks and it's not fair to those around me and not fair to God.

I'm going home next weekend with a friend. It will be good to get back.

48 Hour Shootout. Death Kill 2: Deadly Assault

Some of them might seem a bit gory... it's all fake, but I think I might have to rate this post PG-13 because some of the screenshots get a little gory.

These are behind the scenes:


















Some screenshots:























For a quick explanation, each team was assigned a prop, a line of dialogue, and a genre. We had 48 hours to write it, film it, and do post-production. It was a hilarious project and the crew was great! When the director's cut is finished, I will put it up, in the meantime, enjoy the pictures!

Our prop: A Pen.
Our line: "Don't worry about it."
Our genre: Action/Adventure
Title: Death Kill 2: Deadly Assault

Just Because...

Topics I will (or might) write about the next time I post, but do not have sufficient time to cover at this precise moment:
1. The 48 Hour Shooutout and our action-packed film, Death Kill 2: Deadly Assault.
2. Setting trailers on fire.
3. Urban Detox
4. Valentine's Day.
5. Hair-cuts.
6. Sweaters.
7. Chap Stick.

Scintillation

SCINTILLATION from Xavier Chassaing on Vimeo.

12-11-09

(Taken from my journal this afternoon)

Right now, I'm siting on a ledge overlooking the bike path. It's been rainy but today it was 60 degrees and sunny. The clouds are looming in right above me, making everything look a bit murky. I think the Earth is still slumbering from the winter.
There are chunks of ice and wood floating by in the muddy water. I like watching them pass under the bridge.
Why are you in a rush, river? What's pulling you?
It smells like rain.

I haven't opened my Bible in a while.

"Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with each other."
Mark 9:20

It's starting to rain, time to head home.

This is also borrowed.

Thanks Paul!

Feeling Sporadic

I need to get some of those gloves that fold over the top to free up my fingers.

I have never been frost-bitten but I think I came pretty close this weekend. It was the only damper on an otherwise fun fay of shooting.

I'm not really hungry, but I should probably eat the sandwich I packed.

Peanut butter is so delicious, I feel like I am eating dessert whenever I eat it.

Has everyone heard about the peanut butter recall? Weird stuff.

I want to run up to everyone I know and tell them about this Love that is bursting from my veins, the same love that made them. I want to tell everyone, random people in the street, that they can live forever with the most Joy-filled life they will ever know, but I'm afraid of doing that. If I didn't have any inhibitions, I would do it. Props to those of you who can.

I sometimes wonder if the things I like and the people I am attracted to are the result of those around me who have influenced me. I would like to think that I am not that easily influenced, but originality is not as common as I am discovering. It's alright though, Rob Bell talks about how everyone is following a 'way,' I just hope I can follow those who are going to point me in the right direction. Lord, I want to follow your way.

Eating plain tomatoes is the most refreshing thing ever.

Bathroom sinks give me the heeby jeebies. I mean, of course I use them, but if my toothbrush is laying sideways on a bathroom sink I have to run it under hot water. I would rather eat something that has fallen on the ground in a public place then brush my teeth with that said toothbrush. Is that weird?

I secretly enjoy the fact that I am the only girl in some of my classes. Is that selfish and shallow? Hmm...

My heart breaks when I hear about people going through a hard time, especially when it is regarding their families. I just want to hug them forever and tell them that there is hope in their true Father.

Sometimes when I look around me, even on the blank walls, I can feel something there, moving everything, almost like the things I am looking at are Holy. I can sometimes feel it in the air around my body, sometimes filling up rooms. It is magical being in a room that is heavy with it. God's hands are everywhere.

I love asking people questions about their lives and their past. I learn so much about life and the world that way. Don't be alarmed if I come out with a query heavier then the conversation or setting.

Sometimes when I am watching movies or TV, I see something that just strikes my funny bone that is obviously not supposed to be funny, and I weird myself out when I do that.

Bad smells don't really bother me too much.

Puppies tug at my heart. Always have, always will.

"There's a love that transcends all that we've known of ourselves, and I'll wait for it to come."
Copeland

"Hoping that I'm bent for more...

... then arguments and failed attempts to fly."

Hmm.



I know that I am, but I guess the words coming out of my mouth and the thoughts coming out of my brian haven't been doing too much to disprove that lately. I guess I have let my schedule/selfishness get in the way. If Matt Thessien is right when he says that my heart is all I get to bring, so I should go ahead and make it worth something, then why do I focus so much time on things that are 1) not going to help my heart become what I want to bring with me, and 2) things that are really nothing in the 'grand-scheme-of-things?' Someone please tell me why and how I can fix it, please.

I'm not giving up though. I have know the warmth of giving up more then just a few hours to Him. I have know what it is like to be more then apathetic, and what it feels like to taste the beauty of what He has in store. I know it's there, and please dear readers, be my witnesses to this propsed difference in my attitude.

Im going to let you in on a secret:
I am a lot of talk.
And for lack of a more original phrase, I need to start 'walking the walk' in the way of living with this passion that I can easily proclaim with my lips but hesitate when my hands get involved.

I'm excited.
I want to be the ammunition.
I want to be the free-spirit.
I want to be the salt.
Lord, please guide me in this.

I found this C.S. Lewis quote:

"You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body."