Things Always Change.

Tonight sitting on the step of my door, I unknowingly followed the path of a particular star. A red one to be exact. Initially, I could focus on the star by staring straight ahead. However, as time and conversation went on, I would check back for the friend I'd made in this star and without realizing it, each time I looked at it I needed to crane my neck just a tiny bit more than before. It was moving.

It, was moving!

See the thing is, the earth is always rotating, but so slow that we as mere human beings cannot perceive it. But although we cannot detect it naturally, it is something that is always happening. The earth will always be rotating, though we do not acknowledge its every millimeter of movement.

Symbolic? I believe so. Things; circumstances, places, people, will always be changing and being altered in that ever so slight and subtle way that goes easily unnoticed... But regardless, it is inevitable. Inevitable. What a word.

The only thing that doesn't change is the fact that everything changes.
Oh, and Jesus.

A short post, a short post indeed.

I have Dreams!

I'm thinking that I write too often about solemn subjects, or even about happy subjects in a solemn manner. So, here goes my attempt at a chirpy post.

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LOL Jokes! Here goes just another post, this is MY blog, and I shall blog in any which way comes to me by default as I type. Haha whoa! Somebody's tired! Oh get on with it already would you...

I thought that I would share with you what I am hoping to do with this GAP year of mine. First of all, I've decided to take a GAP year for many reasons. 

1) I was so anti-Uni at the end of last year. "What so you're telling me that to make a difference in this world, I need a piece of PAper to say that I'm qualified???" - that was me for ages at anyone that asked. Whoops. :/

2) I wasn't sure what I wanted to do at University if I went, and I didn't want to go and waste time and money doing something I wasn't certain would be valuable to me.

3) I didn't have time OR money to waste.

4) I was tired of study, routine, classes etc. Year Thirteen kind of took it all out of me, or rather I put my all in to it. 

5) I'm gangster/ a rebel/ a menace to society

At the moment, I'm working full-time at a training course. It's a place where high school students go if they can't learn in the high school environment. By that I mean they were either bullied or bullies. Hmm, now that's a worry... But yes, some were expelled, some are pregnant, some are quiet and secluded, most are tied up in gangs and drugs etc etc. :(. I am the 'receptionist' there that helps the students one on one with their assessments. It's very challenging, because most of the time the students won't want to work and they can be very disrespectful. Not to mention, they blast their homie gee music at max. volume. I reckon I know enough thug songs to be a straight-up gangster. Yo! Welcome To My Hooooood! (...O_o...) Anyway, I plan to do this for at most the next six months. I bus there in the morning, oh and on an unrelated note, this old guy pulled up to the bus stop the other day and asked if I wanted a ride. LOL, no thanks... not today.

So that's where I am at present. But where I want to be...

I've applied for Harvard University in Massachusetts, in the United States of America.

:o

It took me a long time to decide whether or not to apply. My reasons for not were mostly rooted in fear, of rejection and whatnot. But after quite a few sermons that seemed to have a similar theme... and a little bit of Craig Jourdain saying in my ear "God wants you to dream bigger"... oh and also the encouragement of my mother... I decided to do it. And so I did. And so I have. And I'm glad I have, because even if I don't get in, at least I tried. I'm satisfied with that. The question I get a lot is "Why do you want to go there? What's wrong with Auckland Uni?" The truth is that there is nothing wrong with Auckland Uni. I know it's a good school, with something of an international rep. (soooomething of one...) But, I don't see why I should settle just because it's easier to. Sure it'd be easy for me just to go to Auckland, the application forms are about 15 pages less (for reals), and they don't really care about anything other than your academic promise. Well, not even, just that you get UE and the specified credits, which isn't hard if you work at it for your Year Thirteen year. Anyway, I don't think that enough students take advantage of international study. It's not for everyone, but for the ones that it IS for, it's worth it. You study, and you see another country; another culture. Back to the question, I applied because Harvard has a core value that I admire to the days. Their motto is 'Veritas' which means Truth. Truth, which means Integrity, and Integrity I am in love with. Hahahaha what, a, weirdo. I have a broad dream. To be a part of the abolition of the injustice people suffer in Asian countries as a result of their corrupt government. To do this, I'd like to be able to 'make friends' with people in high places. I'm gonna need me a pretty awesome education to do what I want to do. So yeah, why not try for a GREAT education, even though I know that I could get a GOOD one for less anxiety, and money for that matter. The acceptance rate is 7% so my chances are slim slim slim, but my God is big big big, and if He wants me there He'll open doors. That's all I know.

So, if I were unwise and a fool (a bit of a redundant statement), I'd put all of my hopes in to the said application. But I haven't. I know that I might very well not get in, so where to if I don't get in? My plan is to see a little bit more of Asia. By Asia I mean South East Asia. By South East Asia I mean Cambodia, and maybe Thailand... or even the... the... Philippines :o. What I'd like to do there is volunteer at some NGO. There are so many. I'd like to focus on the ones that work with the woman forced into prostitution. Human Trafficking. Fastest growing criminal industry. That's a scary thought. It makes me feel sick. Literally. Aahhhhh. I've been checking out Hagar, who are an organization that work with woman in countries that they are oppressed. It looks so amazing. And it's in Cambodia :). If you don't know me, I love Cambodia. I went there for the shortest trip ever and through it, I believe God kind of confirmed what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Work with the lowly. "Though the LORD is on high, he looks upon the lowly, but the proud he knows from afar." Psalm 138:6 I want to love the unloved, remember the forgotten, I want to uplift the oppressed and spend all my time with the lonely. It's a desire the Lord has given me. I believe it has come straight out of His own heart. Because that's what He wants to do with us. It's what He DOES with us. Thank you Lord! You're amazing. "But there are people like that everywhere, not just Asia, and they mightn't be very receptive" - yes, cynical person, there are people like that everywhere but my heart is in Asia. I don't know why, but it just is. I left it there when I came back to New Zealand maybe? There is another teenager like me around the world somewhere whose heart is in Romania, or the Middle East. We all have our parts. God can do it ALL, but we can just do our part. Oh man this is turning into three posts in one haha all good. Ending it now

So that's my 2011 for you. Oh btw, I also have a heart for Africa (and how their leaders need a kick and for their off shore bank accounts to be put to BETTER USE!!@!SDLFKJSDKJFSD) ahem. 

So I have a thing for Asians, Atheists and Africans. Oh, and Russell said a funny thing about that. "That must be why you like Aimee" hahahaha good one Russell.

OKAY! I'm off to Manukau now to buy some work shoes, and cauliflower and carrots. For reals. Hahaha, thanks for reading, faithful reader.

Adeleina.

:D

Dreams Are Free.

Sometimes, I wish that we could live a little longer in our dreams. Not because reality sucks, but simply because dreams sometimes are flippantly awesome! Most of my dreams are weird though, the laws of Physics don't apply, and neither, it seems, does common sense. At times, things happen in my dreams and in my mind I'm thinking "uh, hello! That's so silly... get that girl off of that murderous Yak!" (literally btw), but I don't say anything... I just watch her carry on getting rolled on by this beast which was surely extinct before the world was created.

This morning, after I'd woken up, I read Haggai (only two chapters long) and then went back to sleep. I don't know if Haggai had anything to do with it, but the dream I had between that time and now (well, ten, maybe fifteen, minutes ago) was odd, odd, odd. Odd is such an odd word don't you think?

In the dream, I went swimming. I was with my niece, who is eleven years old... when it was time to get out, she wouldn't get out, as per a normal day of swimming, so she pretended to be asleep. LOL. I had to carry her out of the pool, plant her feet on the steps and lock her knees so that she could stand. And then it switched to being in a lake, a really dirty one. Jesse was there, dressed in his usual dark but faded zip up hoodie jumper thing, complete with hands in pocket. I think that he was there either with Jono or Russell, or any of that little crew that laugh at weird jokes like moths going into Podiatrists, or Pirates or anything... odd... Hahaha. Anyway, they were taking turns at walking into the lake and blowing bubbles while twisting in a circle. This is weird why? Because Jesse walked in fully clothed, and didn't get wet. (Okay, I just went away for like, half an hour, and watched Paramore/Novel American videos. RANDOM!)

And that was the end of that. Weird right. I know. Next thing I knew I was at school, it was M.H. but it wasn't... do you get those ones too? Where you're in a place that's familiar to you, but it physically doesn't look like it, but it is... You know? Or is that just me? Or when you're with a person, that you know is somebody, but physically they look different? Man those times are buzzy. Buzzzzzzzzz. The new school activity was archery. Jono was first up (what's up with Jono being here? O_o), he went to this massive sheep, and I mean massive. Pastor Jim (what's he doing at my school??) yelled "Go Jono, and don't go quietly!", so Jono took a spear (not even archery!), walked toward the sheep-beast, that was running toward him, gave it an apple and then stabbed through the apple and in to the sheep's heart......

O_O

...when that happened, the big beast I'd mentioned earlier on, came rolling down the hill as if dead. But the weirder thing was that a little girl was on top of it, being rolled on! What, the ass. Three or four more people did this after Jono, and each time, Pastor Jim would say "*insert name here*, go and don't go quietly!", and that person would do just as Jono did... piercing the rhino-like-sheep right in its tough leather skin. And each time, on cue, the Yak thing would roll down the hill! While this was all happening, I sat next to my mother, who alternated between being my mum and Aimee.

I'm not sure when, but there was another scene. I was getting ready for my first day of a second year of being a Prefect. LOL. Maybe I miss it? Anyway, my badges were plenty! And they were ugly, they were made of material and were just in the shape of like, medallions and table runners. But I had my blazer on and I felt great. Walking down that covered way with Cochise. For some reason he wouldn't wear his badges. Which is just, NOT HIM at all. If you knew him, you'd know he wears about as many badges as he can, even if they aren't his dahahaha :L. So yeah, I kept telling him to put his on but he wouldn't.

So, yeah, don't know what that dream was about at all, but I wanted to record it so that I'd remember it in a few months and have a laugh. When I woke up, I didn't open my eyes, I just lay there trying to savour the way that I felt in that dream with its many rooms, for some reason it was quite ideal. I wanted to go back to that strange, twisted world.

But I opened my eyes, remembered I was in a room painted bright blue walls, with a bright green cupboard and monkeys on the curtains, and realized... my life is weird enough as it is.

:)