WE WON!!!!!!

This post warrants a break from the normal 3 divide in my blogs because....
GERMANY WON!!!!!!!!
Against all odds we held up against Argentina. We seemed to be matched perfectly to each other... play by play matched. Until the shoot out, where we just excelled with such grace and confidence. I love it. I am too embarrased to say what my reaction was but it was pretty patriotic and a bit pathetic :)
Bring on the semi-final!!!!

A list (two), A few regrets (7), and A moving on

aAnother one within a few minutes... feel free to overload (is that the right word? it's really late and I'm kind of distracted by the last song of the Spice Girls...)
Something that I wanted to write in here is a list of things that I have always wanted to become that I now know that I will never be (probably) and need to let go of, so here goes:
I wanted to but never will be:
1. Two or three stone lighter and a ballet dancer
2. Four or five stone heavier and an opera singer
3. Nurse
4. Mother Teresa
5. Giraffe photographer
6. Villager on komodo island
7. 21 year old mother
8. Archealogist
9. Egyptologist
10. Farmer's wife
11. Owner of cows
12. Au Pair
13. Teacher (in a school)
14. Brilliant author
15. The female Billy Graham
16. Jesus's best follower (really best, like perfect)
17. Interior Designer
18. Architect
19. Historian
20. Journalist for National Geographic
21. Ambassador
22. Artist/Poet
23. Completely selfless
24. Disciplined
25. Bar tender
26. General
27. Princess

Things I wish I did and would do if I could go back:
1. Sing in the talent show. I was going to sing the opening song of the Lion King but my partner ditched me for someone better the day before. I hid in the back and watched everyone audition, heard them call my name and just didnt go.
2. Tell the kids who bullied me how much their words did hurt. "Words can never hurt me" Whoever coined that phrase was talking a load of crap.
3. Keep in contact with people who mean a lot to me.
4. Help mom out at home more without complaining.
5. Do my homework like Miss Eels told me too.
6. Just say no to getting drunk.
7. Think more before saying yes.

I think that living in the past can keep you from moving forward. I needed to let these dreams and regrets go. Now I can go to sleep and dream about what is to come.

A weakness, A strange situation and A waste of 2 days

At club today I was swiftly conned into getting some chicken and chips by one of the people there eating it in front of me. This culinary delicacy in Britain is basically fat with the side of chicken and frys. The epitome of English cooking. I wasn't even very hungry, but I could not resist the temptation. The spirit is willing but the flesh is so very weak... "Is Gordon's waist bigger than mine, Sarah?" a certain Nick asked, just before I left to get myself the afore-mentioned heart attack. It took a minute to answer for the following reasons:
1. I wanted to make sure that I hadn't misheard him as I had already ran into problems with my hearing a few times that night
2. I was confounded that this was a man asking this question
3. I didn't want to be drawn into one of their twisted mind-games that they are often playing.
So, when I thought this through and came to the conclusion that there could be no danger, I answered that I thought Gordon was the slightly wider of the two. Nick looked smug and proceded to ask others who were standing around the same question. I began to wonder where exactly this was leading.
This is the reason as far as I understoond it:
Nick had lent Gordon some shorts in which to play football/soccer and Nick seemed to believe that his shorts wouldn't fit Gordon and suggested that he may need a belt to hold the shorts up, at which Gordon took slight offence... basically Nick wanted to prove that his worrying was justified, which it was, as Gordon does look a bit bigger, but Gordon won in the end as the shorts fitted. After all this, I was left wondering what the point was as the fit him in the end but men are men and always want to win... At least I had a hearty laugh out of it and Gordon was able to tell us about his wonderful display of football genius...

Two more things of note:

1. Jesus came to release us from oppression and changed world order, High Anglican liturgy worship sucks and we should challenge it. Dialogue with God is important. That is a summary of what it took a man two days to tell my class. I feel cheated of two days. No chance I can get them back, eh?

2. The Spice Girls are very underrated.

A poster, a Problem (or two) and a Solution (or not)

I am sitting in my community placement, a lovely little youth club in Poplar, London and it is plastered in facts in figures that politically-minded Roz has posted everywhere to help kids see the outside world. They are covered in shocking figures such as up to 3.5 million people around the world have aids, smoking kills, 70 people die in road accidents per week, traffic is the biggest killer of 12-16 year olds etc etc. Do these figures leave you a bit cold? Me too. I feel hardened to the problems in the world like this because I'm so busy worrying about myself.
These are my problems:
- I am about 30£ in the minus
- I am really, REALLY tired
- I have new people moving in in a few weeks
- I am flying to Canada in August and I don't know if I can pack suitably
- I miss home
- Work isn't always amazing
- I'm single and oddly alright with it
Big problems, eh? Maybe I should make a poster with them listed to explain the kids here that I suffer too. How selfish am I?
Right now I'm shaking my head at myself. I can solve all these problems within the next week. I get paid on monday and then will be a glorious 10£ in the plus, I will get some sleep next week, I will see the people moving in as a brilliant new step in life, I will call my grandmother to ask what I need to bring, I will call my mommy and have a chat and work will always be not 100% brilliant.
I can't solve the aids problem though, or the road problem, but what I can do is try and remember and care. Bless Roz for the posters.

A Walk, a Concert and a Tree

I live in London. It is the third capital city that I have lived in so far and hopefully not the last. Funny how each one feels different. I was walking to Oxford Street yesterday to meet a friend to go shopping. The heat was almost too much to bear (I'm one of those people who complain when it is too cold and then when it gets hot, I complain it's too hot. Not good) but it was a great walk anyways. It took me past hordes of tourists, all taking pictures of Big Ben, or the Millenium Wheel or Westminster... and then I came to pass Downing Street. There were all these police men standing around and all these tourists peering through the gate, and a car full of people who looked like they were in the CIA (they all had things stuck in their ears that were black, just like in the movies). How crazy was that? I chuckled to myself and then it really hit me. All these thousands of people spend absurd amounts of money to come here and see that, and I get to see it on a normal walk to go shopping, 15 minutes from my house. It rocks.
Other than that, things have begun to change here. My flat mates have moved out so I have the rest of the month of June to myself. For some reason I always feel more productive when I'm by myself. However, I have made a mental list for the people who are moving in in July on what to and what not to do. I have realised im a bit of a control freak.
I went to a concert last night. Angels and Airwaves... free. There were hundreds of emo 13 year olds and then my friends, who are still a bit younger than me, and then me. I felt really, really old. I felt even older still when, when the music started, the crowed surged forward, squishing me between some little boy in the front, and some little boy from behind. I could feel my ribs begin to crack by the second song so I decided to move to the back, frustrated by the sweat pouring from my face and obscuring my vision and stinging. It was better in the back to my suprise, there were entertaining boys who kept dancing and then kissing each other, and I could breathe and see the lovely band. It was a good night and a lovely surprise.
They have fixed the trees outside, the gates had come off and one kept getting hit by cars. That makes me happy. That's all for now, I'm going to sit and try not to move in this ridiculous heat.