[beanie]

Velcome. Velcome to you.

To my bloggedy-shblog-shblog.

Proof that I give in to peer pressure.

Proof that I’m blonder than I look.

Proof that God has started a good work and determines to finish it.

Proof that life is funny.

Proof that geeks are needed.

Proof that God is still relevant to today.

Proof that Bible College isn’t always sweet.

Proof that being a Christian is not for the fainthearted.

Proof that God is love.

In here, I shall write.

In here, you can read (and post).

[living for God]

yeah, i can be the first person to come to your blog,

so....... how's it going? haven't talk to you in awhile. can't really think of much else to say except "Hi"

talk to you later

-k

[beanie]

Beanie...

Derived from the Oodnish word - Beaneyethomeau.

Meaning... hero (complete with the jocks on the outside).



OR



Beanie...

Derived from the childhood name - Bonnie Jean Bean Magpie Mudpie Turner, due to her love for beans, magpies and ... dirt in general.

Beanie meaning... eater of beans (especially raw ones).
Beanie meaning... collector of warm hats.
Beanie meaning... me.

[beanie]

I am a person.
Ah, yes! Suprise!
But that’s not all!

I’m a girl.
If this makes you uncomfy, you are free to leave. No hard feelings.

I am (you are… we are…) Australian.
Ironically enough, I also talk like one.
I hate all forms of cricket, cept for backyard and beach cricket.
I love my share of football.

I love God.
Need I say more?
Okay.
He is my all.
Everything.
I don’t require, nor need, anything more.
Zippo. (That’s my form of the word – ‘Selah’*.)
I live, only cos He did.
I love, only cos He did.

(*‘Selah’ meaning – put that in yer pipe and smoke it.)


I go to Bible College in South Australia.
This is extra fun… Lots of stuff to learn, people to get along with, head standing competitions to be had.

I don’t have a paying job, but I volunteer at a couple of Christian offices around the city, which is extra fun.

I will turn 18 one of these days.

I want to …

Share the love of God with everyone
Go overseas again
Get married one day (when I find someone crazy enough and who passes my brothers judgement panel)
Move out of this state/country
Tape my funeral


I have…

Been mooshed on by cows
Been to Cambodia (and Singapore on the way)
Had friends die
Been all the way through school
Seen miracles
Been run over by my brother on the motor bike
Gone to tonnes of weddings
Moved out of home to a whole new city
Driven illegally
Burped at the table
Peed in the bath
Helped a cow have a baby cow
Laughed
Cried
Slepped
Showered (this morning actually… first time in ages)
Seen the snow
Won lots of races


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That is all I’m going to say about me right now. I don’t want to sound too self-centred… or spoil any of the suprises, which may arise (no promises but) in this bloggedy-shmog-shmog

[living for God]

you could keep going, it didn't sound too self-centred.

-i feel the same way about cricket as you do











-k

[beanie]

I come from a long line of … leavers… Actually, they’re farmers. Blahaha! (You say it: bla-ha-ha… that’s three syllables.)

I have a dad and I have a mum. They are fantastic people cos they had a kid like me.

I have a brother. Reuben. He is married to my best mate, Renee. They got married 2 years ago in pretty traditional wedding clothes. Currently residing at the Sea of Galilee, Israel. (Lucky ducks.)

Another brother. Edwin. He works… for God. He rides… his bike. He fixes… roofs.

Me here. Is… crazy. Loves… starburst. Eats… icecream all the time.

Another brother. Gilbert. He is… a school kid… doing a mechanics apprenticeship. He’s really tall.

Another brother. (The mind reels, doesn’t it?) Ewan. He is… a school kid too. He loves… me. He is most like… a fox. (He can be there for one second and you look again – he’s gone.)

Ever seen the hit Australian comedy, ‘The Castle’? We’re like the Kerrigan family. Insanely fun, outrageously loving, crazily different. And proud of it.

[beanie]

Karea (I hope that's how you spell your name - my apologies if it's not.)

Thanks for being my first blog poster! You are my hero! (But I wont expect you to wear your jocks on the outside.)

Are you going on team again this year? I was reading about the trips this morning going, "God, please send me somewhere!" I would love to go... to anywhere!

I think we should organise a huge Teen Missions thing for Sonfest next year. Like... wear a TM t-shirt all the time. I'd love to just catch up with anyone from team. Hmm... I'll work on that.

Hope your autumn in Queensland is treating you well. Love to you my Australian/TM friend!

[brandontmilan]

you have an interesting blog... i feel like i know you... or at least a few random facts about you...

[beanie]

Originally posted by brandontmilan
you have an interesting blog... i feel like i know you... or at least a few random facts about you...

Random just about sums me up completely.

[beanie]

I stole these questions from Bob the Cockroaches blong... hope he don't mind...

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What is your name? Bonnie... Bon... Bean...

What song are you listening to right now? I can't hear the music... hang on and I'll check... "All I Want Is" by HOMETIME!

Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend? Er, no.

If you were a crayon, what color would you want to be? If I were a crayon, would I really be in a position to argue my colour-rights?

Where do you want to go on your honeymoon? I dunno, but I wouldn't tell my family or friends. They are dangerous... Mine are anyways. You should have seen what they did to my brother... eep!

Last person you talked to on the phone? Mumzy darling.

How are you today? Yeah, not too shabby. How are you?

What makes you happy? Thunderstorms, getting mail, laughing, hanging with friends, rain.

What's the best advice given to you? "Bonnie dear, go play on the white line."

Are you shy to ask someone out? Guys should do the asking.

Is cheerleading a sport? It's a load of bollucks.

Colour: Green

Number: As if I'm going to put my phone number on the internet!

Band: I can't chose, but I pledge my alligance (or however you spell it) to Sereph's Coal.

Song: Salvation Belongs To Our God...

Sport to play: Punch

Sport to watch: sandboarding

Food: whatever mum cooks

Drink: MILO

Snack: a nice green apple

Candy: chocolate covered coffee beans and jelly beans

Store: opshops!

Car: red VW golf

Cartoon: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

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Please feel free to ask me whatever questions you like (deep and meaningful to just plain stupidity), about anything.

[beanie]

This morning everyone deserted the house at about 6:45am.

(Just so you know... I don't live with my family cos I had to move here for college. I live with David (one of 4 sons) and his parents, Glenda an Kingsley. Glenda is my mum's cousin.)

So... everyone left and I got up and had no idea what was going on. I thought someone must have died. I didn't really think much about it at all. I read my bible and went and had a shower... The normal morning things.

Then I wrote a letter and played the piano waiting for the time to come when I would trundle up the hill to the bus stop. I left about a minute late and thought... "4 minutes - ample time".

Big fat no to that. I was walking past a neighbours house (I have no idea who they are) and said 'hi' to a lady standing there. Then my bus went past the end of my road.

Bollucks.

I wasn't heaps upset. I would have just gone home and played the piano more till I had to leave for the next bus. The lady out the front of my neighbours house and the lady who was my neighbour kindly took me to the train station! It was cool!

At the train station one of my church friends' mum was there too. We had an exciting talk about hormonal cream and Harris Scarfes (where she works). Then this business guy got on and if I didn't know better, he was trying to chat up my friends mum and he didn't even talk to me. I think that's a bit rude... considering my friends mum is MARRIED!

I got on at Blackwood (which is near where I live). I got off at Goodwood. That's my stop, so it's good that I got off. I go to Tabor Bible College and its about a 15 minute walk from Goody station. Sometimes, in peak hour traffic, it takes me 20 minutes to cross Goodwood Road! Crazyness.

Wanna hear a funny story:
Yesterday I was in a lecture called Creative Living. Heaps of people do it, so I'm just another face in the crowd. Nearing the end of lectures, I always get all this weird energy and start having some stupid fun.

David McGregor (the lecturer) said that this one guy sat on a pole for 68 years to be 'more spiritual' or something.
I lean over to Kez and go, "Are you from Syria?" (which is another way of saying "are you serious", incase you didn't know).
And then David McGrego goes, "And this guy was from Syria."

Mate. I lost it.

Well... life is exciting, I have to tell you that. Tomorrow I have a full day at school ... 9:30 till 6pm. Spewk. It makes it so long. I have to buy vanilla coke on Thursdays to get me though the afternoon.

I now have to do something about a Creative Living assignment that is due... oh... tomorrow. Hmm.

Peas, Beanie

[Zimick]

Hey. So I decided to stop by your Blog after you posted in mine... pretty interesting I must say. I think it is awesome that you are from Australia! I love the way they talk... yeah... I am just a plain American... I have a question... Do Australians think Americans talk weird? I have always wondered how we sound to people who have different English accents...

Alright... I'm leaving now.

[living for God]

hey bonnie,

how's it going, i'm not going on a tm mission trip this yearm not yet any, i'll have to wait and see what God has planned for me.

A tm thing at Sonfest would be hard cause teams are happening then, there was sort a one at a.g.m.f. year before last when i went and that was cool.

I think that the png team looks good, and the drama one too, but i think like a leader now and that would greatly effect my choice of which one i would go on.

well that's it for now

bye

-keara (nearly go it right)

-k

[beanie]

Originally posted by Zimick
Hey. So I decided to stop by your Blog after you posted in mine... pretty interesting I must say. I think it is awesome that you are from Australia! I love the way they talk... yeah... I am just a plain American... I have a question... Do Australians think Americans talk weird? I have always wondered how we sound to people who have different English accents...

Alright... I'm leaving now.

Oh... shanksh for dwopping in! It's pretty exciting to have visitors. I didn't know having a blog would be so much fun! I would have started ages ago... plah!

It's not that you talk weird, just different. With the younger generation of girls coming through, I've noticed that they love to mimick the American accent. Some words we pronounce differently (but that's also the case here, pronunciation depends on what state in Australia you were born in).

Some of the things you have, we call different names. Like "ottomans" to you are "footstools" to us. We don't have "settee's", just couches and lounges.

Oh... something that you call... er, what was it... oh! dagnamit... I just forgotted. They are like sheep-skin boots with the wool on the inside and they keep your feet extra snuggly. You call them something... which I can't remember and we call them 'ugg boots'. I have some grey ones which I decorated with yellow towel and denim jeans.

[beanie]

Oh Matt - you are a silly duffer!

Just cos I've got a blog (which when you say it sounds like 'bog' ... like in the dunny... don't you think?) doesn't mean that I will stop writing to ya!

Thanks for the song. What are the chords?