Dec. 3, 2009
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What happens when your gone for a year???
Posted By
Babyrach91
HELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! wow.. this is amazing.. a whole year away! I doubt anyone is going to read this after so long.. I`ve probably been put into HSB exile or something. Anyways I thought I would tell you what happens with you are gone for a year
=You Finish high school
-You get your heart broken
-You get your heart repaired
-You move
-You start college
- You turn 18
-You go through two cars
- You wreck the most resent one
- You realize you don`t like your best friend as just your best friend anymore
- You start dating the most amazing guy ever which also happens to be your very best friend.
Okay maybe this isn`t what all you do in a year but this is what I did. :) I finished high school and am now finishing my first quarter of college. I`ve changed my major for the 3ed time but I`m finally settled.. I think. I`m doing Culinary Arts. Cooking.. Amazing huh? Yes I still burn my pop tarts but I think I`m getting there ;)
I moved from my old house.. to my older one. LoL the one I lived in before I moved and now I`ve moved back.
I got my first car right after I graduated. Which I traded in over the summer for a sportier one.. which I had my first wreck... on my 18th birthday no less.. I was freaking out but it turned out okay. I didn`t total my car. but I do need a new hood and bumper. But no one was hurt so that was a huge blessing :)
humm.. lets see what else...... er.... O! I remember. I started dating an amazing guy :) Many of you know him.. Jake.. to me Avery. Fableboy101. So my life is pretty much amazing at the moment. :) Missed all you peoples!!!! ♥
Today was really fun, because Ihad my friend over. We watched Spiderman 3! It's one of my favorite movies, we were making fun of Peter, because he acts like such a dope. xDD My friend was surprised that I didn't like Harry..haha!! It was funny. ^^
When we woke up we went to go get our breakfast, my least favorite meal! :P After we ate, we did some school then played a game with a boy that comes over every week! ^^ It was fun!
Itai...yesterday I slammed my foot in the door!! Then on Sunday, I fell flat on my face! Hahaha, the lady that saw me fall thought I was dead, because I was just laying there and sighed then started laughing, which she thought I was crying. lol Poor lady.
I am told I'm getting bubble wrap for Christmas, lol because I get hurt so much!! xD So funny!
i miss CYT. you have no idea how much i miss CYT. its just like, part of my life and i cant give it up. i was watching So You Think You Can Dance a few minutes ago, and they were doing a broadway dance, and it made me all happy, so i went and found Dramarama by E. Lockhart and got it from the library (again), and i did some surfing around the internet and found that authors website, which lead me to Marc Acito's website, which lead me to this video about Attack Of The Theater People, which is a book he wrote.. and now im all missing CYT and all the amazing people i met in the few weeks of our shows. and im thinking, once my birthday comes around, im so doing the shows. no more summer camp for me, im going all the way. saving up my money, dying my hair, changing my wardrobe..
this is going to be fantastic.
seriously though, im dying my hair. lighter. or thinking about it. my mom paid for it last time, and it didnt work. so she wants me to pay for it this time because apparently blowing your money helps you grow as a better person. um? but whatever. it'll happen. im not spending any of my money. remind me, okay? comments will help with this. im going and im changing. im sick of this whole 'you can only be who people what you to be' thing. if i want to be a certain kind of person, thats the person ill be. people are always holding other people back, causing them not to follow their dreams. i think thats a bunch of bull, really. you cant grow as a person if someone else is running your life for you. it could be your parents, your friends, your grandma - whatever the case, if someone is telling you how to dress, act, be, what to listen to, how to think, then thats wrong. be yourself. who you want to be. be you!!
life is about expressing yourself.
have you busted out into song lately?
shouldn't you?
i seriously do it all the time. its a habit my padre gets really ticked off about because he'll say something like "whats up with the echo in here?" and ill be all "and all your hearing is your own eh eh echo! eh eh eh echo! and im gone and your all alone! cant you live a little? echo! echo!" (echo - gorilla zoe) or we'll be walking down the street and someone will say something about something under the sea, and ill start singing Under The Sea from CYT's The Little Mermaid. but my padre gets annoyed like three songs into my unexpected musical and i have to stop. =P fun times. its a good way to start the morning, jumping out of bed with a song stuck in your head.
unless it happens to be Pretty Rave Girl by I Am X-ray, and then its just one of the most annoying ways to start your day on the history of the universe. i mean, there could be more annoying ways. at least a cat didnt pee on me in my sleep or anything. but that was definitely a really annoying thing to wake up too.
okay - so. i just got this flashback from Dramarama, and for all of you that come and get things to read, if you have a harsh opinion on gay people, dont read it. i mean, its still a great read. but Demi, in the book, is gay. and it has alot in there about him and his relationships and his life. i mean, its not bad. there are parts in it that would be weird for people that dont accept gay people for who they are. and its just a warning. personally, i think its just sad how people dont accept them because we're all part of God's creation, and he doesnt judge gay people. even though he says its wrong, he still loves them and they're just like us. you cant help who you fall in love with, or who you like. and people treat gay people like they're diseased or something. they aren't. they're just different. but treating them like crap because of how they choose to live is wrong, and its rude. and i hate it. you can still be a Christian and not be straight. i mean it'd be weird, but i watched a show last night (Bones) and there were all these gay and straight people in the same church, worshiping the same God, believing the same thing. i just think that's how it should be. you shouldnt cast out gay people for who they are.. erg. im not going to get in on that. i could rant on and on forever about it. only because i know people that are gay, from CYT and stuff, so it doesnt bother me because i get along with them fine and i really honestly dont mind. say what you want, but i dont think its wrong.
i think its really cool to grow up around this whole really small town. where everyone knows everybody. where your dad's a fireman and so you get to hang out at the fire station and get to know all the cadets and stuff. its a fun time. i love it. absolutely love it.
im only saying this because every wednesday after awana its a thing that my family does where we go to the fire station and hang out for twenty minutes or so, while we say goodnight to my dad (cause he stays there wednesday nights) and hang out with the firemen and stuff. so ive gotten to know like all the cadets and the long-time firemen and the volunteers and stuff. its awesome :D
anyway. today was super clean day. shampooing the carpets clean day. so after my carpet was shampooed (i really hate that word) i got to clean my room up and now its all aired out and isnt dusty and gross and theres no crap in my closet anymore. i feel accomplished.
today at the talent show kassi got pretty rave girl stuck in my head, and it wont get out. im going to have it stuck in my head for the rest of the week and then matt's going to sing it friday at the christmas party and then alllllllll of next week its going to be stuck in my head again.
holy chizz i just about hacked up a lung. erg that was nasty. i hate being sick.
This morning I got up and took a very fast shower, (Betsy wanted to get in the shower at exactly 7 o clock) and then I did devotions and photography at the same time. I took my bible and camera (and a blanket) outside. It was very cold. But I wanted to get a photo of the sunrise and I was going to do anything to get it. It turned out that the sun is coming up in the wrong spot to get photos. We have a bunch of neighbors and telephone wires in the way. So I went to our porch on the west side of the house and got a picture of the moon instead. (it's full tonight! I'm going to attempt a picture of it rising) I did get one but I had to use digital zoom (more wires and houses) so it's not the best quality.
Then after breakfast I took pictures of all the things I made this week. First of all there is the cupcake. Will you join me at my tea party this afternoon? It didn't turn out as good as I wished, but it was a first try. Next time the frosting pieces will be smaller and the middle strip of cup cake will be smaller too.
Then we pause from the crafts to get a picture of our glorious marbles. ("but you only posted about one craft so far!" I can hear you saying it. Sorry!) They are soooooooo fun! Especially when you convince your older sister Alison to play with you. :-) We have tons of marbles around here but a few of us are talking about buying more...
I decided that even though I had a jar for my marbles I needed a bag too. :-) So I made myself this. Since the drawstring is ribbon, sometimes it slips through which results in a few marbles sneaking out. I have learned to keep it sitting upright. (the flat bottom of the bag helps with that)
I'm afraid that I'll have to save the rest for later because this is getting too long... Actually, it's good because I'll know what I'm going to post next time! I'll make sure you don't wait too long though.
Dec. 2, 2009
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"i was trapped in a refridgerater.."
Posted By
Al
youthgroup was so fun today(: (or, yesterday. two minutes and it'll be yesterday). but it was a ton of fun. i got there, and i went and sat ontop of the sound system thing with my can of arizona and i was acting all ghetto, and kyle came over and we started talking about music and life and school and getting sick. and it was pretty nice because the only time we ever talk is when we're texting or when i walk by and say "HEY KYLE HOWS IT GOIN?" because thats what we do. we just acknowledge each other. but tonight we actually had a full on conversation and it was cool.
then frankie and shelby got there and we were hanging out by the doors of the church having this weird conversation about like the middle school's sweaters and bald teachers or some crap and AJ walked in and im all "omigosh you guys its aj. he's sooooooo-" and frankie goes "crap, he hates me." and AJ looks at her and goes "oh its you. why are you here? um. why is she here? WHY ARE YOU HERE?"
it was epic. im telling you. it was totally what i was thinking he was going to say, and then he said it. and im not like a total mind reader or anything guys, this actually happened. i think my skillz are improving. haha. but anyway, it was funny.
frankie knew the girl and these two guys who were sitting in front of us, and so whenever we were supposed to be paying attention to the lesson she and i would lean forward and be like "whats up?" or "hows it going?" and when we were singing i was like "jaaason i loooooove you."
it was funnehhh(:
and then we just hung out for awhile, and the lesson got over like ten minutes early so we got to hang out around the church without having to worry about crazy mad parents and the whole 'you cant be late or your grounded' thing.
after the lesson jared came up to me while i was eating a cookie, and he put his arm around me and went "this is nice."
and i go "what is?"
and he's all "this. you know. your the perfect height for me. we should stay this height forever, and get married. it would bring alot of advantages. and plus, you know. if i got drunk-" and he does his randition of a drunk man walk "you could easily keep me up while we walked home from the bar. see? perfect. marry me."
it was beyond hilarious. like seriously if you knew jared and how him and i never get along, you would know how seriously hilarious this was. my gosh.
i stole jared's hat again. i just walked up, took it off his head, and walked away. okay, next time, im coming up with a better plan because the second i left the room carson was running after me with gardin (or whatever the crap his name is i just know he's adorable) right next to him. and they weren't very happy with me. so kassi and i bolted into the gym, but then we were like locked in there because they were standing by the door, and we were standing by the stage, and they sort of had us cornered. it was scary. but then shelby and frankie got their attention and we like ran out the emergency exit doors, and out to the back of the church and we were in the middle of climbing the fence when gardin (or whatever the crap his name is i just know he's adorable) and carson like grabbed us and pulled us off the gate. and they were all "give us the hat!" and we were all "nooo way buddies!" and so we had this like tug-o-war with jared's hat while he's inside having like no idea whats going on. and all of a sudden carson comes up to me and he's like "oh hey, aleesa, are you ticklish?" (which if you even knew me you would know im beyond ticklish and if you even lay a finger on my stomach i start freaking out because getting tickled scares the shizz out of me.) and so i let go of the hat for awhile while he tried to tickle frankie and kassi, who now had the hat. and then gardin (or whatever the crap his name is i just know he's adorable) finally let go of the hat, and then it was just carson and frankie, but she gave up, and so then i went to grab the hat, and he jerked it out of my hands.. so we lost. =/ sad day. but it was fun trying to keep it away from them that long.
then i just walked up behind jared while he wasn't paying attention and took his car keys. im so mean, i know. but this has been an on-going thing with us. i take his keys, he gets all mad at me, but then he realizes its all okay because im just a little insecure girl and if he wraps his arm around my shoulder and begs for his keys back ill give it to him. *BEEP* wrong. that actually works most of the time, but today he just gave up and let me have his keys.i win.
dont worry - i gave the keys back.
so yeah. good night. i was supposed to decorate a christmas tree with my other youthgroup but they canceled on me at the last minute :( sad day. but i think its tomorrow so that should be fun. AND I SAW BILLY!!!!! i was totally like on the phone with my mom in the parking lot of the market, and he was walking out of the store, and loading the car with his mom. but i wasnt sure if it was him because when i get in this missing-billy mode i think every short guy wearing old jeans with amazing eyes and brown hair is billy, and this tends to happen alot to me. so i didnt want to say anything. but then he turned to talk to his mom and i knew it was him, so i go (STILL ON THE PHONE WITH MY MADRE BY THE WAY) "billy i love you!" and he turns around and waves at me and does this really cute smile thing that he always does when i tell him that. and then he smiled again and like nodded his head like guys do when they go up to other guys and say "sup.". HAHA. it was amazing. i miss him now. shooooosh.
Once upon a time there lived a boy named Sean who lived with his father Mr. Wilbert. A week before Christmas, when he was five years old, his mother died of cancer.
Five years later, Sean and his dad were both still lonely. Mr. Wilbert saw him playing video games.
Mr. Wilbert asked sadly, “Son is there anything in the world you can do besides play video games all day?”
Sean replied pitifully, “Well, yes I can but I just don’t feel like doing anything right now. I feel like staring at the screen.”
Mr. Wilbert left. When Sean finished his level and turned the TV off, he heard someone or something say, “Sean.” Sean screamed when he saw the Christmas tree lights blink.
Mr. Wilbert ran into the living room and asked, “What in the world is going on son? What’s the matter?”
Sean stuttered and replied, “I-I hea-rd t-t-he tree talk. It j-ust said my name.”
Mr. Wilbert rolled his eyes and uttered, “Son, if you don’t stop playing your video games I’m going to have to unplug the TV.”
Sean yelled, “Dad I really saw it. I really heard that tree talk. I know, I did Trust me!”
Mr. Wilbert rolled his eyes and walked into the kitchen and drank his coffee.
Sean whispered, “Tree, what do you want?”
The Christmas tree replied, “I am afraid that after Christmas I will be thrown out and chopped into a tree cutting machine. I really don’t want to die.”
Sean whispered back, “I know. When my dad leaves I’ll hide you in the food cabinet until my dad stops looking for you.”
The tree whispered, “Okay thank you so much.”
Mr. Wilbert yelled from the kitchen , “I’m leaving! I’ll be back later!”
Sean acknowledged his dad, “Okay dad.”
After Mr. Wilbert left, Sean told the tree to follow him and then it asked “Wow you have a big food cabinet. Want me to help you carry food out into the basement?”
Sean replied, “Sure. Thanks.”
After they took food into the basement, Sean yelled, “Oh no, my dad will be home in five minutes. What are we going to do? Hurry jump into the cabinet.” The tree jumped right in.
Sean warned, “Don’t say a word. Keep still or you will be caught by my dad and I will be in trouble for putting you in here okay?”
The tree quickly uttered, “Okay.”
Sean closed the closet and got out a game and thought, “Maybe that will keep my dad’s mind off the missing tree or even mom.”
Mr. Wilbert opened the door and asked, “Hi son. What that you got in your hand?”
Sean replied, “Oh it’s a board game called, “Scrabble.” I thought we could play a game just to find happiness in this world.”
Mr. Wilbert uttered excitedly, “Okay son let’s go play it.”
As Sean was playing with his dad, something didn’t feel right. He was thinking of the tree in the closet and the death of his mother. It didn’t feel like Christmas at all. So then he replied, “Dad, um……I have something to tell you.”
Mr. Wilbert excitedly but curiously asked, “Yes! I got twenty four points! Um… yes son?”
Sean replied, “I placed the tree in the food cabinet because……” ? He paused and continued, “I know you don’t believe me. But the tree told me that it is afraid to die and wanted me to help him. So that’s why I hid him in the closet. Because I wanted him to stay safe.”
Mr. Wilbert uttered, “Son did you know that even though trees die, that God has a reason for them to do so? So even if this tree dies we know that it is God’s will. We can work on saving trees by using less paper okay? So let’s go get that tree and place it up right.”
Sean and Mr. Wilbert ran into the kitchen to get that tree out of the cabinet. They placed it in the living room. Sean explained, “Tree, did you know that if you die, you are dieing to make paper for us.”
The Tree replied, “Now I am not afraid to die because now I have a superb reason to do so. Thanks for trying to save me.”
The next day Mr. Wilbert uttered, “Sean, here you can give this gift to the Christmas tree.”
Sean handed the tree the gift. Then the Tree opened it and oh how its leaves glistened in the bright sun and how its lights blinked with joy. The Tree replied, “Thank you so much. It’s a very beautiful paper shaped ornament.”
After Christmas was over, Sean and his dad spent time together sharing the funny stories that Mrs. Wilbert used to tell Sean when he was little.
Mr. Wilbert spoke, “I just want to say something to you Sean. If it hadn’t been for your mother marrying me, then you to giving birth to you and I would have never known another. So I am just so overjoyed to have a wonderful son like you.” Sean didn’t say anything. He just gave his dad a big hug.
Moral: Remember that even though trees don’t go to heaven, they do get made into paper. So you can help save trees by trying not using so much paper. Remember that God has his reasons to make trees die!
Dec. 1, 2009
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My Trip to Texas and What I did in Texas
Posted By
Chloe4124
One early Wednesday morning on a hot sunny day, I packed my bag and looked back at my home in Brooklyn. I was driving away to Texas with my cousins and Aunt whom I love. As I waved back to my mom and dad I felt a glimpse of happiness fill my heart but on the other side of my heart was a big lump of sadness because I felt home sick. As we drove on the parkway to New Jersey, I felt that I was far away from where I live. I watched the signs that said Welcome to…. I counted them as we passed them. There were a lot of them.
Then we were in Virginia, I felt so sad because all I could think about was my family and my home town. When I fell into a deep sleep in the car, I thought about what it will be like if I were to live in Virginia. I didn’t like it because it was too rural. Then I woke up and we were still in the same state. I was sick of being in Virginia.
When we arrived in Knoxville, Tennessee, I felt a tiny bit of happiness but because I get easily home sick, I cried inside my heart. I didn’t want to show my sadness because I felt that if I cry out loud that I will make my hosts’ feel like I am not having a wonderful time.
When we got into our hotel room, I put on my nightgown and climbed into bed and feel into a deep sleep. The next day, we had a lot of miles to drive. It was a total of eight hundred (no joke). When we got back into the car I just couldn’t take it anymore I just wanted to get to Texas and drive no more!
After our long day of driving we made it to our last and final hotel which took place in Beaumont, Texas. When I walked into the hotel, I was amazed because it looked so beautiful. It looked just like the holiday inn commercials on TV. Our bedroom was big!
Finally the day that I had been waiting for had come. We drove our last two hours to Katy, Texas. When we arrived in Katy, Texas, I felt like I was at home. I ran to the toy room and began my vacation.
After a long trip to Texas, I arrived at my aunt’s house. I was going to be here for two weeks. I went into the house, the big house. I call the white house because it is so big. I started my wonderful outstanding vacation by playing Littlest Pets with my two cousins. It was hard for me to think of a story to act out, but I finally found one and boy was it a great game. The story the first day of school.
It soon became dinner time, so we had to stop our wonderful outstanding game and jump into the real world. I wasn’t very pleased with the dinner but I was the guest so I had to seat whatever I was served. I bargained with my aunt to let me only eat one piece of broccoli. She finally gave in without a fight. I cobbled up my dinner of meat, mashed potatoes and one tiny piece of broccoli.
It became that time were I felt that sad felling in my stomach. Yes, I was having an extraordinary time but I missed my family, home and all my friends. But I thought to myself and said, “You know what, I will make it thought the week.” So, by the end of the first week, I made it just like I hoped.
The next day, I went to Chucky Cheese. I earned a total of one hundred and sixty five tickets by playing lots of arcade games.I got a Pirates of the Caribbean note book because I dislike Hannah Montana. I have a superb time there.
Then we went shopping at Old Navy to buy School outfits for my cousins’ school. As we were shopping, I gave my option about clothes I liked and disliked.
Finally it became time to go home. Not my Aunt’s home but my home in Brooklyn, where I live right now. I felt sad to go back home. As soon as my plane took off, I felt a tear roll down my face because I wasn’t going to Texas until next summer. I was going to have to work next summer.
I jumped for joy when I saw my mom and dad and sort of jumped when I saw my brothers. I felt comfortable with being home with my family whom I missed very much.
Along the same lines as joyfulnoize, this blog is for the purpose of giving my thoughts and reviews on the many, many, many books that I read. :) Ok, so maybe I'm just indulging in my bibliomania, but that's ok, right?!? lol.
