today...

so just a couple things that made this day not good...

1. the power got cut off.
2. everything in the fridge went bad.
3. part came in the for the car, after 3 weeks wait. it won't fit the car.
4. the car can now not be fixed in time for savannah to get here.
5. i broke a door in the house.
6. it's freezing because we have no power.


and that's about it.
Praise God i'm alive.
Praise God my sister is going to be here.
Praise God i'm outta here in 15.5 days.

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and our power got cut off. great.

hundro

Brandon Gerrald is playing bass for the comeback shows with The Hundredth. I am excited because I love him.

bloody butt.

i noticed on my couch this piece of clear plastic earlier. and forgot all about it. so i sat down about an hour ago and i was like sitting for like 10 minutes. then i was felt something and i was like oh dang. and it was a piece of glass. so i threw it away. then i sat back down and it felt really weird.. and hurt. and i was like weird. and i stood up to find out that the glass put a huge gash in my butt. and it was pouring blood. so im sitting on a t-shirt now. thats all.

follow your heart.

it's been a while since i posted anything of substance, not that I am going to now, by any means.
to be honest, there has really just been nothing going on. i've finished actual classes. and assessments are all in.
i've just been hanging at the house mostly. trying to do as much as i can with TH from over here.

i'm obsessed with the new City and Colour.
i'm really complacent.
i'm having to deal with stuff that i've never really had to deal with before.
i'm needing a hug from Mom, Dad, and Savannah.
i'll get one from Savvy in a week.


i want a very large Jesus on my bicep.

livid.

i am livid and i really need to chill out.
this college's lack of organization kills me.

quote

"you see, Jesus didn't come to bring justice necessarily, but more to act out the ultimate injustice, [as he was flogged and beaten for us.]"

-Joel Houston.

hey

hey dad and mom,


i shaved.

queesssttioonnnss

i've just had these 3 questions recently:

does God really tell you to just follow your friends where they go?
or does he actually have a unique plan for you?

does God ever provide in order for incompletion?

why does Cap'n Crunch Berries cut the top of your mouth?

st0ked

i just got these bad boys. oh how i've missed them.
thank you taryn's momma.

35 days.

i'm in the weirdest mood as of late. it hits me during the night-time mostly, while i'm sitting up and thinking about stuff. 

i feel so still in life. that's a pretty good word to try and describe it. i feel like i'm just not getting much done and not being very productive. maybe it's because i have my head and mind on such huge aspirations, that my body is just becoming very impatient. well, i actually know that it's very impatient. 

it doesn't help that i am done with absolutely everything school-related, besides conference. which is still 26 days away. 26 days that i feel like, were i back home, i could really put to use. but i understand, i am not under my schedule. i am under His. i need to be reminded that His timing is perfect, and thus far i have begun to realize this. i have this mindset that there isn't much more for me to catch here, and that my season is done. and i'm praying that God will just rock my world with something the next 20 days, at least until Savannah gets here. because i'm dry. i need to get my hands dirty and this feeling alone is like nothing i've ever felt. it lets me know that God has placed my aspirations inside of me. 

although the days have been long and quite uneventful, recently i was able to sell my Gretsch and made some good profit from what i bought it for over in the States. i'll ship it tomorrow. 

can i just mention that talking on the phone to my glorious family making jokes in the pool and passing the phone around, while laughing at the dogs and Savannah's common speaking/knowledge goofs does not help too much? haha. 

20 days. 

35 days. 

goodnight, 

      chadwick 

fleet

life is fleeting and is a mist. gone in a second. people are perishing. i'm convicted of being stagnant and comfortable. i need to be on the streets of America. and on countries East and West. in the midst of calamity. this is just too safe. way too safe. 

i feel good

i pretty much have all of my assessments complete. 

i just have to compile 3 songs i've written with charts. 

should be a breeeezzeeeee. 

it's 1 AM and i'm hungry so i'm in a tough spot here. 

i think i'll grab a snack. 

my favorite food right now is sour cream. weird, i know. 

so i'll have some chips and sour cream i'm thinking. 

i have be up mad early. not stoked. not a bit. 

i had a crazy dream last night too. here it is... 

Driving in aynor with dad. Car wreck happens. Car disappears into the water I think. Something about us jumping over a ditch. 

Never see the person or driver. So we go to aynor. Looks like Grandma B's house. Across the street we are looking out back in the dark and we see these kids after while in a cage. They are slaves from South America. I call the cops. They raid. Have 11 charges but only do like two. TJ Bailey is there and knows them.. But he doesn't care that I called. Many many many people come when the cops do. The woman gets arrestred and the man doesn't. Picture of the path they walk with narrow cut out. Worn to dirt. Weeds to the side. And a puddle in the middle. 

I go to wal mart. See some randoms who are playing a video.. A skate video.  And I'm on it and vitaly edited it. I talk to them. Then I go to taryns house. She is wild and drives huge vans and does masssive burnouts. We are driving a black 15 passenger van. And spinning 360s like crazy. We are going down this hill and I'm yelling stop kinda. But taryn keeps pushing it. We crash into these big christmas tree kinda trees. The car hardly has any dents though. We are looking at the car and its day again somehow. Taryns mom comes with a tan and green van. I knew they already had that one. That was one at the house before we left in the flat black one. 

Then Taryns dad comes with a huge like charter bus.. But skinnier. And it drives so weird. So he asks me to drive us home. Taryn is australian by the way. Because we are driving on the left side. He keeps telling me this is how we do it in australia too. So I back out and go the wrong way. The bus is way different. Its like a normal looking. But that way you drive is crazy. Its like the seat. But this huge cylinder thing comes up way high. And you have to shimmy up to see where you are going. If you need to turn you have to go to the bottom and turn it kinda left, without flipping the bus over. It steers very similar to a bendy tall bass cab with two wheels and I am about 2 feet tall. I switch over to Doug. He drives home the right way and does it all perfect. I secretly am mad. 

weirdest dream ever. 

beginning of this week. (pics)

this week so far has been filled with trying to complete assessments. i turned in the majority today, and just have a few more to do. and then i am smooth sailing until July 15. I will be done with school by the time Savannah gets here, so that will give us ample time to have some fun. :) i am so excited for her to get here! wish the whole family was coming, but her and i will have a blast regardless. 

for Hillsong Conference, i've been allocated to Back Dock. i'm not really sure what that entails, but i've heard rumors of it being pretty chill and including Golf Carts, which may be an adventure. hopefully i won't pull a Jeffrey Jensen and run them into lakes, while fishing. sorry

 Jeff for the call out. consider it a privilege! :) haha! 

but anyways, i'm hoping to finish the rest of these assignments before the end of the week. it's weird that i've finished certain subject's assessments, but am still required to attend that class. quite the waste of time if you ask me, bu

t they don't so it's all good. 

it's surreal to think that i will be back in 42 days. these 4 months have seriously flown. i can't get over it. and i've honestly, hardly missed a thing. i was talking to Elyse today about how fast it's gone and how my absence has worked out s

o perfectly for The Hundredth. it's left the perfect amount of time to get material ready, and to get mentally prepared for a tough and busy road ahead. i've grown so much over the past 4 months, just in that area i think. i have developed ideas, and have really begin to become more patient. 

i find it a bit hard to focus over here, when such amazing things are happening back home. 

things that i am ready to put my hands in and get dirty. 

things that i am ready to lose sleep over.

things that i am ready to exhaust myself for. 

things that i am willing to suffer for. 

Koontz's drum kit is finished and we are all so stoked on it! Check it out by clicking the link to "The Hundredth's Blog" over on the right. It's a couple entries down, you can't miss it. It's seriously so nice. I'm sure he's been up drooling over it, heck I even have been. 

i'm still over in Enoch's and Zach's room, because Zach is gone. I have given up on the mouse, because we haven't seen it in a week. I'll move back over in a bit. This is a face that I make at Enoch sometimes, and he laughs really hard... 

And i saw this picture while importing that other. This is why i won't grow a beard anymore... Ew.

Agree? Thought so. 

i now have over 1,000 hits on this bad boy. 

thanks everyone! 

i want sushi again this weekend. 

p.s. this is another reminder to buy Jason Upton's new album 1200 Feet Below Sea Level.