Soap for Jesus

*is having a slight chuckle to myself* I always used to think that when Mr. S and Rachie would say that it is important to write FOR YOURSELF, that it applied to writing stories. Now in life, I'm finding that it applies to poetry, history, essays and generally everything. Even blogs. So if there's anyone out there who is finding no one reading your blog, (even if it appears to be depressing and boring, even to you! ;) ) don't stop writing. It exercises your flabby muscle called the brain, and keeps you writing fluently. ;) It's doing YOU the world of good, even if it's not anyone else! So don't you dare stop! Look ahead and don't stop going! ~ Li'l Corp'ral Janie

Okay, I would never have believed I could fall prey to contemparary Christian music. But as you can see from my music page, that fall came along with everything else in November last year. Nor would I confess to being one of those dreaded things - a fangirl. But out of all Christian bands, Tenth Avenue North is the one that speaks most closely to my heart, with songs like "Beloved", "You Are More", "By Your Side", "Love is Here", "Times", "Let It Go" and now... Right now, I love this song by Tenth Avenue North, which I have heard twice on two seperate occasions, not liked much, but for some reason it has stuck in my head continuously the past two days. It's called, "All the Pretty Things". We are, we are, we're caught in the in between Of who we already are and who we are yet to be And we're looking for love but finding we're still in need It's only what we have lost will we be allowed to keep And

I was going to call the title "A Touchy Subject" but then I thought, well, maybe it isn't...and for once, used a plain title instead of trying to think up one. Oookay. I have four things I want to blog about. And not very cadet-y, most of them! In marching order, I wish to address the topics of: 1 – Flirting 2 – Redress the singleness issue I mentioned in my last post 3 – Update on my brother, since the people who follow me know all about him 4 – Last but not least, update completely on the Squadron Topic Number One. Okay, weird subject, weird starter with probably a general why-in-the-world-do-you-want-to-address-this spinning around in everyone’s heads. Lads – of which there is only one following me – you’re going to have to excuse me. This is directed at fellow girlies. :) So. Ahem. *clears throat* This is kind of hard to talk about. Because I’m afraid I’m going to sound like an idiot. :D To answer why I want to address this...because I believe it is a major problem fo

This has got to be my most boring, pointless post yet. So why am I posting it? Because I want to. Is that or is it not a good reason? Tweeting Motto: Many Tweets a Day Keeps Boredom Away! Here's a typical collection of what tweets you'd get from me per day. Today's rota and quota: First things first; reply to tweets that were left for me last night. This may or may not happen, depending on if I or my happenings were momentous on the previous day. The latter is not too rare. The former is. (Slight background; as previously informed, my brother left home yesterday.) jessthebess7: @Corporal_Jane he left home what do you mean? Praying for you lots of love xxx Corporal_Jane: @jessthebess7 His epilepsy caused behavioural problems, ie violence and aggression, for nearly five years. They've sent him to an assessment @jessthebess7 unit for 12 weeks, but they've said he probably won't be coming home. But in spite of all...he's still their son & my brother. (That t

I'm starting to end up sitting outside the Squadron for anywhere from ten minutes to half an hour afterwards now, depending on what's going on. Mike H., a cadet who joined two months before me, came back in October last year after pretty much a year's absence, and although no longer interested in the RAF hangs around for his friends, stays outside with me to make sure I'm safe til my dad picks me up. Recently, we've got to opening up a bit with each other. It's nice to have a good open honest friendship with a guy without having to hedge or being scared it could develop into something bad. There's not many guys around that you can have that kind of friendship with, and I'm privileged to say I possess several. What's the point behind this, is that recently we have both started talking about inner problems - his break up with his girlfriend, my heartbreak over an ex-cadet - and wondered what love was. I said that the only example I could see was God

Okay. So put it bluntly. I've lost my best friend due to cadets. I don't like cadets for that reason. I'm tired of being treated like a cadet by the other NCOs when I'm told I can't be one. I feel threatened by the growing dependence of the sergeants and the CO on the other corporal over me. Which sounds more jealous as not, but the other three NCOs are starting to pair off. Okay, their friendship, not my problem. What is, is that the other corporal is finding out stuff first about the Squadron and what's going on, and then telling me, which is making it extremely difficult. What does it look like to the cadets if the senior corporal knows nothing about what's going on, and the junior corporal does and is telling me about it? How am I supposed to keep respect for rank when I'm treated as though I haven't got it? Well! The problem was cleared up between the CO and me, nominally, on the Sunday afterwards...gave him some chocolate and told him I was sor