PRAISE HIM!

PRAAAAAISE HIM!!!!!!!!!!

HALLELUJAH!!

MY SEVEN YEAR OLD SISTER JUST PRAYED TO RECEIVE CHRIST.

HALLELUJAH!!!

OK, I'm going to be perfectly honest here. I'm not exactly sure what  "Homeschool Toolbar" is. But if Tiany is involved with it, then it's something super! So, even if blogging about this didn't enter me in a random drawing for a cool prize, I'd STILL tell you about it. Her NEW blog is Launching, and in honor of that, she is giving away a cool prize. Go over and see what it is. And help spread the word! Just click on the graphic button above to check it out. 

 

I'm sorry.

That seems like all I do lately. Apologise.

So...I'm sorry.

I'm really busy and I'm trying to post more often.

But I started a PHOTOBLOG! Please follow. It means a lot.

Anyway, guess what. I've gotten a word from the Lord about which plot I should write for NaNo. I've been praying He would reveal it...and it happened as I was talking on facebook to my friend EJ. That plot would be plot 4 on my list...AKA POW.

*cue rejoice*

I've pretty much already got the details figured out, my mum thinks it's pretty cool, Dad didn't really get it. He NEVER gets any of my stuff. He just doesn't understand why I don't write real-life. It frustrates me because he almost makes fun of it. I have bad self-confidence issues, so if someone makes fun of me then it doesn't just drop. It stays. And it makes me in a bad mood. Siiiiiigh. I spose as long as we stay off the subject of writing, then we'll be fine.

The thing is, he is so into sports and I could care less. So he thinks I'm not his daughter. He means it jokingly, I know, but still. I'm WEIRD, I'm NOT like anyone else, I don't DRESS like anyone else, I don't have the same IDEAS as everyone else. I am not stereotypical. In any way. He just doesn't understand why I'm like I am.

I was telling him about some drawings I made the other night, and I put words all around them that God was telling me that went along with the pictures, and he was convinced it wasn't God. He doesn't know that I hear God differently than most other people, and that totally turned me off. If I could cry, which I can't, then I would have. (Don't ask why I can't cry because I don't know. I think it is because I hold it all the time and now I have just...lost my crying capability. Next time you cry, happy or sad, shed a tear for me. You don't know how it is, not being able to cry.)

See my problem is I'm really reserved and don't let anyone in, and I have hurt so many people by being that way. Including my mum. So I'm trying SOOOOO HARD to start opening up just a little more, and when people reject me like that when I am TRYING to get better, then it just is like two steps forward, one step back.

I'm sorry to dump all this on y'all.

SIGH. Again...

So pray for me as I have a hard time dealing with life right now, because it's hard, not just because of Dad and me. It's hard in a lot of other ways too. Pray for me as I participate in NaNoWriMo this year. I'm praying for all my fellow novelists!

Also, if you have any prayer requests, let me know.

I think Mariella and I were trying to start an online prayer team? I'll post updates about that soon.

I kind of wish I was famous. For some reason. But then I don't.

And I like Robert Pattinson's music. That's about it. Did you know he is Catholic? Or so I've heard. He's got a really weird singing voice. But I like it. I love music like that. So if you know anyone else that has music like that, let me know, please and danke.

I love you, very much.

♥♥♥

- s

life sucks

1. WOULD YOU RATHER BE A PILGRIM OR AN INDIAN? An Indian

2. WOULD YOU RATHER PAINT A ROOM WITH YOUR TOOTHBRUSH OR FLOSS YOUR TEETH WITH USED FLOSS? paint a room

3. WOULD YOU RATHER BE STRUCK BY LIGHTNING OR HAVE A TREE FALL ON YOU? Have a tree fall on me

4. WOULD YOU RATHER BE 11 FOREVER OR 85 FOREVER? 11. Then i could keep getting smart, but i wouldnt have to deal with being old

5. WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE SPIDERS CRAWL ON YOU OR A SNAKE RAP AROUND YOU? The snake defenetally

6. WOULD YOU RATHER LOSE AN ARM OR A LEG? An arm. I can ride with one arm right?

7. WOULD YOU RATHER BE BLIND OR DEAF? Deaf

8. WOULD YOU RATHER EAT A BAR OF SOAP OR A BOTTLE OF DISHWASHER SOAP? Bar of soap

9. WOULD YOU RATHER BE 4'1 OR 7'9? 4'1. Then I could ride ponies, and be comfortable in airplanes.

10. WOULD YOU RATHER LIVE WITHOUT TV OR COMPUTER? TV

11.WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE A TAIL OR ELF EARS? tail

12. WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE 3 EYES OR WEBBED FEET? 3 eyes. Me feet are already hard enough to find shoes for!!

13. WOULD YOU RATHER FIND TRUE LOVE OR A MILLION DOLLARS? find have a million dollars, cuz then I could buy a horse. I dont want true love just given to me, because what is true about that?

14. WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE A BEAUTIFUL HOUSE AND AN UGLY CAR OR A BEAUTIFUL CAR AND AN UGLY HOUSE? beautiful house and ugly car.

15. WOULD YOU RATHER ALWAYS HAVE TO SAY EVERYTHING ON YOUR MIND OR NEVER SAY ANYTHING AGAIN? Never say anything again

16. WOULD YOU RATHER END HUNGER OR HATRED? hatred

17. PUBLISH YOUR DIARY OR MAKE A MOVIE ABOUT YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT? Publish a diary

18. WOULD YOU RATHER GIVE BAD ADVICE OR TAKE BAD ADVICE? Take it

19. WOULD YOU RATHER KNOW IT ALL OR HAVE IT ALL? Have it all. Know it alls are hated

20. WOULD YOU RATHER KISS A JELLY FISH OR STEP ON A CRAB? Kiss a jellyfish

21. WOULD YOU RATHER FORGET WHO YOU WERE OR WHO EVERYONE ELSE WAS? I think who everyone else is. I don’t want to forget my loves and passions.

22. WOULD YOU RATHER WRITE THE WORST BOOK IN HISTORY OR RECORD THE WORST SONG IN HISTORY? Record the worst song in history. That I can handle, but writing a bad book is an abomination

23. WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE A BIG GROUP OF FRIENDS OR ONE REALLY CLOSE FRIEND? One close friend..i think. Friendship isnt as important as it used to me anymore (IM NOT SAYING I DONT LOVE YOU GUYS ANYMORE) im just saying that its not all that its cracked up to be, and I can live contently without a close friend

24. WOULD YOU RATHER NOT BE ABLE TO TALK OR HEAR FOR A DAY? Talk.

25. WOULD YOU RATHER BE AN ACTRESS/ ACTOR OR THE DIRECTOR IN A MOVIE? Director. Then for once I could make a movie the way it should be made!

26. WOULD YOU RATHER NOT BE ABLE TO USE YOUR PHONE OR YOUR EMAIL? email.

27. WOULD YOU RATHER BE A BOY NAMED MERRY SUE OR A GIRL NAMED JIMMINY BILLY BOB? ...if those were my choices I wouldnt even have a kid!

28. WOULD YOU RATHER BE FORGOTTEN OR HATEFULLY REMEMBERED? Forgotten.

29. WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE A KANGAROO OR A KOALA FOR A PET? kangaroo

30. WOULD YOU RATHER SWIM WITH A SHARK OR A WHALE? A shark

Sorry I havent posted in forever....maybe I should just stop saying that! I say that every time I post! anyways, on Sunday I took Jina to a show and we did really good! I got 2 firsts and a Reserve Champion! Ive NEVER gotten a first place before! Besides summer camp last year, but I dont count that cuz I was competing against 4 other people, and the judge was like in love with me. So I am leasing Jina for sure next year! yay!

On a much sadder note, we took my cat to the vet yesterday because she wasnt doing well at all, and the vet said she probably has kidney failure or something else. I am having a very very very hard time with this because Tigger means more to me than anything in the world. I had a hard time when Missy died, but I have a feeling I will have a much harder time when Tigger dies. One thing is that Tigger was there for me through every trial ive ever had in life. I haven't ever had to live without her, and the thought of losing her is unbareable. What I really hope is that the vet will say she has a few months yet. I'm just not ready to lose her yet. I cry even as I write this, because it is so hard. I guess all I can say is that I am lucky to have had her for this long, and dont want her to die suffering.

 

I found this on the internet while researching Dime Novels of the 19th century. Poor "Johnny" has been the subject of many debates the last couple of centuries. [note the date of the article}

WHAT DOES JOHNNY READ? (from The Little Corporal, January 1872, p. 34)

"Oh, every thing," says his father, proudly. "Johnny is a perfect book-worm, and we just have to drive him away from his book."

Sorry to hear it, master Johnny; a live boy has no business to be a book-worm. It is no more a sign of a smart boy to be a great reader than it is of a strong man to be a great eater. One may read too much as well as eat too much, and the brain as well as the stomach be loaded with undigested food that is only an injury to it. It is not what you eat, but what you digest, that makes you strong. It is not the food in your stomach, but the food taken up by the wonderful machinery of your body and made over into blood, and bone, and nerve, and sinew, that keeps up the daily growth of your body and builds you up into a man. And just so the food which you give your mind must be taken up and worked over, and become part of the mind itself, or it is good for nothing. If it has no nutrition in it, nothing to make new thoughts and new ideas, if it can not give something to the mind, or waken something in it, then it is chaff, rubbish, poison, any thing but food. Half a dozen lines of the right sort, read in the right way, are worth volumes of trash, or even of good sense carelessly read and then forgotten.

Do n't throw away your books, Johnny, but learn to go through them as the miner goes through his panful of sand and quartz, watching for the gleam of gold, and carefully picking out the precious bits.

And we should like to say to Johnny's father and mother, do not rest satisfied while your boy "reads every thing." It is a direful day for you if you have neglected to direct and cultivate his taste until he has come to be a mere devourer of the stories of wild, improbable adventure and exciting fiction, which is poured out like a flood for the destruction of our boys; but even yet you can do something to counteract the evil if you are willing to work for it--by taking your child with you into the fields of art, of history, and of science, which may be made as charming to the unfolding mind as the regions of romance.

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The Isle of Dragons

I miss his looks at me as I walk down to his stall

I miss his licks

I miss his nudges

I miss his short little mane that insists on laying half on the wrong side

I miss his now shaggy coat

I miss his soft nose

I miss his undevoted attention

I miss his soft eyes

I miss his playful bucks

I miss how he hides behind me when there are too many cars in the parking lot because hes afraid

I miss his swollen belly

I miss hugging him

I miss kissing him on the nose

I miss how he shakes his head when I take too long

I miss how he swats me with his tail when he really likes being groomed

I miss how he spooks at silly little things

I miss my boy

I miss Indy