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| Whats up everyone, does anyone ever check these any more, lets catch everyone up, i gave my girlfriend a promise ring, im still the youth minister at crockett road in palestine, im a band director at the palestine high school, and im about to start selling insurance, well if you want to anything else, comment me and let me know... | | |
| Well i know its been a while since i've updated, and well im sorry about that, not much has been going on, im back in college, ive got rock music america as a class, its awesome, im practicing karate in my free time, ive been to 2 tournaments, got 2, 3rd place trophies at the first, and 2, 1st place trophies at the nationals tournament down in galveston, which qualifies me for state, which is gonna be cool. well thats all i got right now, talk at everyone later. | | |
| Wow i forgot i had one of these, so whats going on everybody? Not much has been going on in my life, summers practically over, i had 2 camps, praise camp, and Mountain Fork, both were awesome, i baptized 4 kids at mountain fork, it was really cool. I've been taking Karate, its been really fun, i have my first tournament in august, im ready. i think. but anyways, i think thats all i had ill see everyone later. Holla peace. | | |
| One of my friends posted this as a bulletin on myspace, i thought i'd put it on here to share with everyone who does the xanga thing.
-Josh
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine
lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he
asked me a rhetorical question, ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when
you and I were growing up?''
I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young:
I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings
and funerals.
I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather.
I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults.
I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie,
brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of
the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in
everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I
uttered a profane four-letter word.
I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and cockleburs
out of dad's fields.
I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and neighbors to help out some
poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the clothesline, or chop
some firewood; and, if my mother had ever known that I took a single dime
as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything
I do, say, and think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin;
and, if today's children had this kind of drug problem, America would be a
better place. | | |
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Bus ride on the way to Henderson
Chillin before the Acappella Concert
Chillin...
Acappella rocks my face off
They are still rocking my face off
Overall we had a great time, LTC is Friday so ill have some more pictures to put on here, I shall turn 20 tomorrow, and no longer be a teenager, darn, well thats all i got, so ill holla at everyone later. | | |
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