a package and some care

You know what? I'd be fine with not getting sick for, oh, at least a month or so. You guessed it. I'm sick again. Did I ever stop being sick? I swear if I can't get well...then I guess I'll stay sick.

One of the perks of being an eternal invalid is getting care packages! Yes indeed! I received this hand-delivered to my door today by Dave! You may've seen him comment before. Thanks Dave! It was addressed to my real name. You got me. My real name isn't billyBobjoe, it's Mrs. Benedict Cumberbatch. It had Owl City mixtapes and an annoying monkey stuffed animal that screams when thrown at people and old comic strips! He gets me.

No, you can't see where I live.

I bought this super cute mug a while back, and there it is sitting on my newly arranged shelves. I should've taken real pictures of the shelves, shouldn't I? Bad me!

These next ones were from a trip my family took to see my little sister's State Archery Tournament. We shopped at antique stores and thrift shops and got ice cream and had fun. i bought an antique key! It's reall pretty and I put it on a necklace. But what was really interesting to me was this sign! I cracked up! Apparently guys are happy and girls are sad. Or, he's glad that she's on the other side of the wall, and she's lonely.

Yay! Ice cream at The Fudge Factory! It was delish too!

I'm up a stump without a paddle. No kidding, I love that phrase and  frequently use it IRL. What I meant was, I don't have anything to say. I'm constantly sick, trying to get well, trying to do homework and other activities without dying, and have fun when I feel well.

The weather where I live has been almost as random as my health, sunny one morning, then stormy that night. SUNNY WITH A HIGH OF 75! That's a song.

I'll be back when I have something to say. Wait, don't leave me! Let me loooooove youuuu! And now I'm in a weird mood. Thanks. Or I might be feverish. Once I was feverish and watched Yellow Submarine. That was trippy. Anyway...peace out!

billyBobjoe

sometimes I think a lot

Hey guise! Remember me? Yeah, me neither. Gosh it's been forever.

How do I expect myself to create a popular YouTube channel without first taking care of my blog?      Well, that's not how I meant to tell y'all, but hey! I plan on doing that this summer, if this summer decides to come.

Only 4 or 5 weeks of school left, depending on how you count the week where we eat and take finals at my co-op. Actually, I just don't remember. What? An elephant never forgets! So maybe I'm not actually an elephant...

Moving on.        Naturally, I've been thinking about life choices recently.

How could I not with colleges telling me all the time how special and smart I am and how well I'll fit in at the U of U more so than any other school?

I'm only a Jr! I feel way too young to have to be dealing with these things. Is everyone else really this young when they do this stuff? Apparently. But then I realized, everyone else is just as scared as I am about the future. It's scary isn't it? It's all fuzzy and future-y. We don't know anything about it.
About college
and majors
and careers
and relationships
and dating
and marriage
and all sorts of other things that don't seem as big, but are big in the perspective of your life.

Yeah, those are big deals, but we don't have to put that much pressure on ourselves! Sure, decisions always always always have consequences, but I believe that God has a plan for my life, so I can trust that He'll bring about His will in my life. Is that not crazy encouraging?

I keep trying to grab the wheel (an apt analogy because I can't even drive) and take control, but my selfishness just ends up messing everything up.


I dreamed last night that I knew that Jesus was coming back that day. I could see people running and hiding or waiting on hilltops. Of course, since it was simply a dream, it didn't coincide with what I know to be true about the eventual return of Christ, but it made me think. I saw an old man whip his head around to the sky as lightning flashed. It was almost as if he heard Someone calling to him. He run toward the light with eager anticipation, faster than he should've been able to. I woke up crying. Hopefully, you'll think on this and allow it to change your perspective. It was very real to me and I'm thankful for it.

Well, that was different. You weren't expecting a post like THAT, were you? I wasn't either.

Peace out, bBj

The many faces of bBj

Hi. I'm billyBobjoe for those of you newer readers. I do weird things sometimes.

Sometimes I look redweebulous.

Sometimes I try to look cute.

Sometimes I'm a rainbow unicorn.

Sometimes my hair doesn't behave.

Sometimes I'm in shock. See? I have a blanket!

Sometimes I look creepily like David Tennent.

But I always do odd things.

Yes, this was just an excuse for the selfies, but they are funny and entertaining at least! And no duckfaces! How do you like the skelly face? I rather liked it. Totally on a whim this evening. Yes, my brain goes, "well, all we're doing in watching Doctor Who, so why not?" Love you people! No more selfie posts for a while.

*wink*

I'm out, billyBobjoe

warning: photoshoot post

If you wanna see a bunch of precious pictures of lovely ladies, this is the post for you! Mostly, I didn't want to dump all these on my twitter followers, but wanted people to be able to see them! *smiles all around*

Well that was that! Dey be so chuuuute! I love typical girl hangouts with their lame movies, cheese dip, makeup, and photoshoots. Oh, by the way, this is Katie! She's my baby bug friend.
Which is your favorite?

billyBobjoe