you don't get it.

somtimes i woner if there is any point in this blog. i'm pretty sure that no one reads it that often, and when i really want to write stuff down in it i never have the time. also i had this fantastic idea that i would journal while i was in haiti and then transfer what i had written into my blog... didn't happen. i wrote one then got bored and went away.

Haiti isn't somthing that i can talk to people about really. more often then not they don't get it. for example, when we got into port-au-prince this year it was dark out. And the city is very flat, not a lot of really tall buildings, but is incredibly sprawling. and it sort of has climbed up out of hte coastal flats onto the nearest mountains. so when we Got into the truck and were driving to the mission house, you seriously could barely tell where the mountains stopped and the stars began.

right now your thinking, "wow thats cool, kinda neat, sounds a lot like all those other missions trip stories i've heard." But for me in was incredible. absolutly awe inspiring and in that moment i felt so connected to God, my team, and the country i came to serve i almost felt like crying.

but no one i ever tell that story to will ever understand that. no matter how well i tell the stories and relate my experiences, no one will really be able to say, " i get what you mean, like i totaly understand."

which is sad. so i'm sorry if you ask me about the trip and all i say is, "it was good. it was fun." but you cannot understand just how it feels for me to be in haiti. i feel much more at home there than i do here, at my real home.

anyways the bell is about to ring. (i'm blogging at school again = ])

Haiti journal

when i was in haiti i sortof kept a journal. i didn't write every day and they aren't very long, but jsut incase people wanted to read about it a little mor ein depth than the breif description i give people.

so here's the first one.

flight.

we got up at 1:30 am and left to pick up the emmets and dave. victor, becca, john, granpa, and i had slept over at the house so we didn't have to go get them fortunatly. we really didn't have that much trouble in the airport, exept for the stupid security taking my lotion because of that reatrded "no liquids" rule.

except for a little trouble in miami, we really had great flights, we ended up getting into port-au-prince a little later than normal, but i actually liked it, cause since we were traveling in the city at night, it was a much more pleasant trip. and once we got to the mission house up in daquini, the showers were working and aremede hjad dinner already for us. it was quite enjoyable.

anyways i'm really tired and i'm gonna go to bed.

going crazy

wow so its been awhile since i've blogged.

these last couple of weeks have been kinda tough. School has been crazy with trying to get ahead for Haiti, actually right now I'm supposed to be starting a term paper that's due tomorrow = P
lately I've been screwing up everything. from saying stupid things when I'm not careful to just not caring about basketball as much as i know i should. i don't know how to handle laurel and people like her. i don't know if they're arrogant or I'm just weird. idk.

the only person that i can really unload and vent to is ori, and as would be expected, she doesn't really care much about us up north anymore, shes got a life and a set of friends down there. bee and Em are awesome and if they were my age i think we could be good friends, but having bee as my drama director... i really wish my parents hadn't sent me to GCCS. its bad enough having the personality i have, but then having to learn all the social norms in 7th grade rather than 2nd kinda is making high school suck.

then I'd been praying for a good friend for awhile especially at the beginning of school, and its' weird cause Rachel and i have started hangin out a lot, but I'm not entirely sure if shes the kinda of person i really want to be influenced by. idk. its just really freakin frustrating

haha i just realized that my three best friends are Rachel; who people say is a rude, lying, gossip. Steph; who people say is shallow and manipulative. And Bee; who is 8 years my senior, married, has a kid, at totally a diff place in life than i am.

not that I'm complaining, its nice to have the friends i have, it just seems, just like everything else about me, to be a little inconsistent and different.

anyways, onto less serious subject matter... I"M LEAVING FOR HAITI ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!OMG I'm so excited like holy cow you have no idea. two weeks with no school, no basketball, no kay, not having to care about what i look like, just being me and being with people who really do love God and aren't obnoxious teenage girls. freaking best vacation in the world. I'm living for stepping off that plane in port-au-prince right now.

anyways happy new year. if ya'll want to talk, text me up yo = ]

christmas

Merry late christmas!

i actually had a pretty fantastic chrsitmas. My cousins from philli came up the weekend before, and i we had a great time. becca and i would be best freinds if we lived closer, but alas, the taxes are too high here. so we talked for like 5 hours straight, had fondue at my house, then the next day we all went to my grama's to have lasangna and many other things and stuffed ourselves silly.

then, on monday, my uncle, his girlfriend, and my grandparents came over to my house, my uncle cooked dinner we opened presents and then went to bed.

we did my dad's family on teusday. they weren't quite as much fun.

bahaha

haha i love blogging at school. i feel so rebellious. = ]]

it feels so wierd that its almost chrsitmas. it came so fast i dodn't even really have time to get into the chirstmas spirit.

i don't like it.

and i think i'm gonna get caught.

blogg later

cooper and cinnamon rolls

ok so wow. i haven't blogged in awhile. weird i been o busy lately with basketball and homework and family stuff, its craziness!

anyways right now I'm making Cinnamon rolls a quintessential Nystrom/Wadsworth Christmas tradition and right now the dough is rising so i have some time to blog.

i love making cinnamon rolls. we make like 24 batches of them so that we can give them to all our family friends and john and i give them to our favorite teachers and sometimes we give them to our bus drivers. everybody kinda expects them. This one family at school pays me to make them for them so they can eat them on Christmas morning.

it just wouldn't be Christmas with out them. normally my mom makes them, but last year she tore her rotator cuff right before Christmas so kneading dough was kinda out of the question. So i ended up doing all of it. and this year now that i know how to do it she figures I'll do it again.

so here i am, waiting for dough to rise.

and cooper. his girlfriend just broke up w/ him. i don't want to pounce on him to early, and i for sure don't want to be the rebound girl, but i don't want to have to wait again. I don't know. maybe its just not supposed to happen.

(Rant)

i wish i knew how to posts pics to this thing, cause it seems like my blog is kinda pathetically boring. idk, I'll just have to wow you all with my eloquence (and lack of spelling skill).

so today we got a snow day cause i guess the roads were really bad this morning. which is hilarious cause now they're totally fine. so i slept in until 11am and had a ginormous breakfast when i finally woke up.

we were supposed too have this relaxed practice today, just kinda to stay fresh, seeing as how we haven't had a real practice since last Thursday, but predictably, my parents crap schedules have made it impossible for me to get there anywhere near on time. grr. so incredibly frustrating.

and then my mom totally dismisses it and is like "oh well you can work out later" she doesn't get it. basketball for me is like working out is for her. i don't do i for the exercise, i do it so i get to see my friends and because i actually enjoy the sport. i hate it that they can't just deal. i know that makes me sound so selfish, but our family drops all kinds of cash that we shouldn't spend on her obsession, but me playing basketball is such a HUGE burden. even thought I've gotten a ride home from basketball every night and they barely have to do anything they still complain about it constantly and basically make any conversation about it so miserable that i don't even want to bring it up.

its so unfair.