The blog of a girl who loves Jesus, Switchfoot, Jon Foreman, Hawk Nelson, horses, reading, drawing, dogs, cats, all other animals, telling stories to my younger brother and sister, hanging out with friends, and many other things. http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/ en-us Homeschool Blogger Fri, 11 Dec 2009 12:42:00 -0600 Fri, 11 Dec 2009 12:42:00 -0600 Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Hey everyone! I wrote a Christmas story! It is called, "The Christmas Puppy". Here it is: The Christmas Puppy Once there was a little girl named Sally. She really wanted a puppy for Christmas. Every year, she would ask her dad, “Daddy, can you get me a puppy for Christmas?” But every year, her Dad would say, “Maybe when you're older Sally.” This year, thought Sally, I'm five years old! Daddy has to think I'm old enough now! She ran out in the living room and said, “Daddy, can you get me a puppy for Christmas?” Then, her Dad started to say, “Maybe when you're...” “Daddy!” interrupted Sally. “I'm five years old now! Don't you think I'm old enough?!” “Well, you do have a point,” said Dad. “We'll see if Santa will get you a puppy for Christmas.” “Daddy...” said Sally, “Santa isn't real! Duh!” “Right, right. You're not a baby anymore.” Dad said. The next morning when Sally came into the kitchen to see what her Dad had made for breakfast, there was Dad, sitting at the table with the phone and a bunch of papers with numbers on them. “Daddy,” asked Sally, “what are you doing?” “I'm looking for a babysitter,” said Dad. “You don't have a mom anymore and no older brothers or sisters either.” “But can't I stay home by myself? I promise I'll be good Daddy!” “Darling,” said Dad, “a lot of things could happen if you stayed at home by yourself. First of all, you would get hungry because you don't know how to make food. Also, if something were to catch on fire, you couldn't put it out because you can't reach the sink to get water. Someone could kidnap you too. That's why you need someone to stay with you so those things don't happen.” “Ok,” Sally sighed. Then Dad told Sally, “I made you some toast for breakfast. I know you love peanut butter on it!” “Oooh yummy!” shouted Sally. “Shhhhh,” said Dad. “I'm gonna make a phone call. Oh, hello, Ms Hannagan? Yes. I was wondering if you could watch Sally today. I need to do some... shopping.” *muffled speaking* “Oh thankyou Ms. Hannagan. Yes, today at ten. Thanks again! Ok, bye bye. “Ok Sally!” said Dad. “Ms Hannagan is going to be your babysitter today.” “Alright Daddy,” said Sally. A little bit before ten, Ms. Hannagan showed up. She had wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and light skin. Right now she was wearing a blue sweater with pink hearts on it and black jeans. “Hello Tim,” she said. “Thank you for letting me watch Sally today. She's such a sweet girl.” “Well,” said Dad, “I need to do some... special shopping!” Then Dad put on his snow boots, gloves, hat and winter coat. He put his wallet in his pocket and grabbed his keys. Then he went out into the snow, got in his car, and drove off. When Dad got to the pet store, the owner said, “I hope you're not looking for a kitten too! We don't have any left!” “Well, actually,” said Dad, “I'm looking for a puppy for my little girl.” “Oh!” said the man. “Come right this way.” So Dad followed the man to a big box. In the box were ten new born puppies! “Don't these puppies still need their mother?” Dad asked. “Yes, but their mother died when they were born,” said the owner, looking as if he might cry. “My little girl died when she had her puppies.” “Oh, I'm sorry,” Dad said. “I know how you feel. My wife died when my daughter, Sally, was born.” “Oh, then I'm sorry too,” the owner said. “Well anyway,” Dad said, “Sally wants a puppy for Christmas!” So he looked at the ten puppies. They were all husky puppies. Five were brown, four were gray and white, and only one was all white. Dad picked up the white one and looked at it. She had a little pink nose, blue eyes, and fur that looked like snow. “I'll get this one,” said Dad, holding up the white husky puppy. “But I'll need some puppy milk too.” “Quite right,” the owner replied. “I'll get some for you. But you want a bottle and a blanket too, don't you?” “Oh, yeah...” said Dad. “I kinda... forgot.” “That's alright,” said the owner. “I'll get them for you. Back at the house, Sally was playing outside in the snow with Ms. Hannagan. “Ms. Hannagan,” she said, “can we make a snowman?” “I don't see why not!” Ms. Hannagan said. So they started building a snowman. When the snowman was just about done, Dad pulled up in the drive way. “Well well!” he said. “You made a snowman without me?!” Then he laughed and said, “It's ok though. Thank you again Ms. Hannagan for watching her.” “My pleasure,” she said. “We had fun! I can watch her anytime!” “Daddy,” Sally asked. “What's in the box?” “You'll see tomorrow!” said Dad. “Because tomorrow is Christmas!” Then Dad and Sally walked back into the house. Ms. Hannagan waved and drove away in her car. The next morning, Sally almost fell down the stairs running to the Christmas tree. Then she ran back up, got dressed, brushed her hair, and got a card that she had made for Dad. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” she yelled, jumping on his bed. “It's Christmas! It's Christmas! It's time to get up! Come on Daddy, get up!” “Alright Sally, alright!” Dad said. “We have to have breakfast first though.” “Awww!” whined Sally. “Why can't we open the presents first?” “Sally...” “Ok fine.” After breakfast, Sally ran to the tree, dragging Dad behind her. “Daddy!” she said, “I made you a card! Here it is!” Dad looked at the card, and on the front, it had a picture of a decorated Christmas tree. Inside, it read, “Dear Daddy, Happy Christmas! I love you Daddy!” “Awww, I love you too darling,” Dad said. “And now, here's your present.” When Sally opened it and saw the newborn white husky, she cried, “Oh Daddy! Thank you so much! I've always wanted a puppy! Can I pick her name Daddy? Please please please!” “Of course you can!” said Dad. “She's your puppy isn't she?” “Oh thank you Daddy! I'm gonna name her... Rose.” “Alright,” Dad said. “Rose is a fine name. Now Sally, look at what else is in the box.” So Sally looked in the box and saw the blanket, the puppy milk powder, and the buttle. “Where's the puppy food Daddy?” Then Dad explained how Rose was too young to eat hard puppy food right now. Then he mixed up some some puppy milk and gave the bottle to Sally. Sally carefully wrapped Rose in the blanket and fed her the warm milk. She felt the puppy's warm, soft fur and saw her light blue eyes. As Sally fed Rose, she thought, Wow. I'm like a mommy now, with a beautiful little girl. The End http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/751302/ Fri, 11 Dec 2009 12:42:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/751302/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Hey everyone. I wrote another love story, but it's not as long as "Sea of Tears". This love story is called "The Love Circle". Here it is: Once there was a 16 year old boy named John. He lived homeless on the streets of Pepin. The people of Pepin helped John as much as they could, but King Sir Peter said that whoever lived on the streets of Pepin had to stay on the streets of Pepin. He was a very mean king. One day John was going about the town asking people if they had any extra food. Then, he decided to go to King Sir Peter himself. Sir Peter was a very rich man. He had everything anyone else dreamed of having, and more. He made slaves do everything for him! They even had to brush his teeth! John walked up to the gate of King Sir Peter's palace. A slave came running up to the gate and asked, "What do you need?" John replied, "I want to see King Sir Peter." The servant's knees started to shake, and he opened the gate. "Good luck," he said. "Thanks," John said, as he walked up to the door of the palace. He knocked on the door, and a girl opened the door. She looked as if she would faint at any second. She had beautiful blonde hair, but in a tangled mess. She was smeared with dirt, sweat, and blood, so it was hard to tell who she was. But as John looked closer, he saw that it was one of his old friends, Silvie. "What happened to you?" asked John, stroking her cheek with his hand. "Come on, I'll help you get cleaned up." I can talk to King Sir Peter later, he thought. John took Silvie's hand and they walked to her room. "Now my dear Silvie," said John, "what happened to you?" "Oh John," said Silvie, "Sir Peter has been making me do the hardest, most painful work around. I have to go and brush his stupid, mean lion's fur. They always scratch me with their claws or they bite me!" When John heard this, he thought, good thing for King Sir Peter that he is not in here right now... I could just kill him! He loved Silvie very much, and didn't want anything to hurt her. "It'll be alright dear," he said, as he wiped her face gently with a washcloth. Finally, all the dirt, sweat, and blood was washed off Silvie's skin. He couldn't believe how many scratches and bites he saw on her. As he gently brushed her hair, she didn't make a sound. A few times he saw her flinch from the pain. When he was done, she looked absolutely beautiful, except... she would have those scars for the rest of her life. Unless... "Silvie, I'll be right back," said John. He ran to the store and got some scar-away. It was some cream that if you put it on your skin soon enough, you wouldn't have any scars. Then John ran back and explained about the cream. Then he rubbed it softly into her skin, and withing a few seconds, the scratches and bites were gone. "Oh John," Silvie cried, "Thank you so much!" She threw her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder. Then, they walked hand in hand to go see Sir King Peter. When they got to Sir Peter's room, another slave opened the door for them. "King Sir Peter?" said John. The king turned around, and fir the first time John got to see what he really looked like. Sir Peter had a purple robe on, and a beautiful crown. He had black hair, brown eyes, and his skin was a light brown. "Who is this Silvie?" asked Sir Peter. "And why is he here?" John answered him and said, "King Sir Peter, my name is John. I came to ask you a few things. First of all, do you have any food you can spare?" "Why yes, " the king replied. "Take as much as you like. It will go bad soon because I have so much of it." "Alright, I will. Second, why are you so cruel to your most beautiful and precious slave, Silvie? I found her with dirt, sweat, and blood smeared all over her, her hair in a mess, and cuts and bites from the lions!" "Well," replied Sir Peter, "someone has to do that job. I want my lions to be in tip-top shape!" "Why do you need lions anyway?" asked John. "Because," replied the King, "they are my only friends!" "Well," said John, "if you were kinder to the people of Pepin, maybe they would like you more." "You really think so?" asked Sir Peter. "Yes, I really do," replied John. Then King Sir Peter said, "In that case, I don't need those lions!" he grabbed a phone off the wall and called the zoo. "Yes, that's right. I don't want my lions anymore." Then, King Sir Peter let all his slaves go free. He decided that letting them go would be the first step to getting trust from the people of Pepin. He started giving away some of his finest possessions, and started being kind to the people. "Oh John!" said Silvie, "Thank you! I am finally free! I love you John!" Then, Silvie and John started to kiss. "Hey! Lovebirds!" laughed King Sir Peter. "You may go now." John went on one knee before the king. "Thank you King Sir Peter." He said. "You don't know how much this means to all of us." Then he rose, took Silvie's hand, and started to walk out of the palace. "Wait," said the King. "As my gift to you, I am going to give you one of the finest houses in the town of Pepin. It is the one that just got built. I was going to sell it, but I am going to give it to you." "Thank you so much King Sir Peter." said John. In a few years, John and Silvie got married. They both lived in John's house together. After one year, they had a daughter named Mary. And now, John had a beautiful wife, and a beautiful daughter, just like he had always wanted. The End So, what did you think of my story? Did you like it? http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/750308/ Mon, 7 Dec 2009 18:39:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/750308/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Ok, so on this Switchfoot fan site, I found an awesome Switchfoot story. It was made by a whole bunch of Switchfoot fans. I edited it a little bit, and here it is! It is AWESOME!!! But just to warn you, it is LONG: So, it was a typical day in the life of Claire, when she went to check the mail. She saw the usual stuff...magazines, bills, random things that no one reads, and then..what's this? A letter! Addressed to Claire! She was so overjoyed with receiving something in the mail, as that doesn't happen very often. She eagerly tore open the envelope, and it was a mysteriously familiar mess of handwriting on a piece of paper that looked carelessly torn out of a spiral. Curious....Then she turned over the envelope, and..NO. RETURN. ADDRESS. What was this? An invitation? Who could it be from? Then she realized she should probably read the letter, yes. That would be good. It read... By opening this letter, you have now accepted your mission.  There will no turning back. Be at the location on the back of this letter TOMORROW, or you WILL be terminated. See you tomorrow at 600 hours. Bring nothing with you.  Agent J-412 Claire looked at the signature in disbelief, and then made the connection with who it may be from. And then the familiar handwriting kicked in as that of one Jon Foreman. She then turned the letter over, to see that the 'location' referred to was smack dab in the middle of the country, Kansas to be exact. So. "Why did i get this letter?", she wondered. Along with other thoughts of "Who else got this? How am I supposed to get there by tomorrow? And..will I REALLY be terminated if i tell someone?" and most of all, "Why did Jon refer to himself as Agent J-412? HAHA!" She immediately called her most Asian Boardie friend, Gabby, even though the risk of being 'terminated' was in the back of her mind.  Claire--Gabby! Gabby--Claire! Claire--So..what's shakin? Gabby--Um..nothing. Hey..I got this weird..ermm..letter.. Claire--Agent J-412?! Gabby--DUDE YOU GOT ONE TOO?! Claire--So. Are you gonna go? Gabby--I say we carpool. Claire--So do you think the rest of them got one too? Gabby--You mean...*whisper* the...LOBHers? Claire--Yeah. Uh. I think we're about to get terminated. So I should probably go.  Gabby--I'll see you at dawn. Claire--Over and out. Gabby--Wait. How do we get to this..location? Claire--Uh. I don't know. We'll figure it out tomorrow.  Gabby--Kay. Claire then decided to get some sleep for 'The Big Day' tomorrow,whatever that might mean... Gabby hung up from the peculiar phone call from her Whitest friend, Claire. With the folded paper in her hands, she threw it away quickly just in case it was one of those self-destructing, top-secret letters. Surely enough, as Gabby walked away from the trashcan, a loud *BOOM* erupted and the stench of burnt paper lingered in the air. Gabby smirked in satisfaction and ensued to send a massive chain letter to all the LOBHers.  Subject: IMPRTNT MSG!!! Body: Hey guys, it's Gabby. I'm sure all of you guys received a letter from J-412 (aka Jonathan Mark Foreman Age: 31 Height: 5'9 Hobbies: Playing the guitar and avoiding 'ood' and pregnant woman). We're all to be at Kansas tomorrow morning, so I devised a plan that would work efficiently, but still incognito-esque. I don't care how you get to my house, just BE HERE by 4:12AM and we'll depart at exactly 4:30AM. Why are you still reading this? GO! Gabby sighed and dialed one more number. Ian-- Heyyo? Gabby-- IAN! Hey neighbor. Ian-- Is this little Gigi that lives down the street eh? Gabby-- Uh. Yes. You run a party supplies store, right? Ian-- Oh ho ho ho! You have very very very good memory little girl! Gabby-- Uh, thanks. Do you think you can ship 50 tanks of helium gas and 2000 balloons at my house by 4AM tomorrow? The big strong balloons, and the helium that lasts long. You know the kind. Ian-- Of course, anything for a fellow neighbor! Gabby-- Excellent. Gabby hung up and tapped her chin. Hopefully her plan would work. By dawn, each boardie will be attaching balloons by their ankles, wrists, and waists, and we'll be off to fly to Kansas. Her phone vibrated numerous times, all messages from the boardies of confirmation that they were on their way. She could tell this mission was gonna be one heck of a ride. Then Gabby fell asleep, taking special care to set her alarm for before 4:12am, and had a strange dream, one that haunted her when she awoke the next morning. In the dream, she was standing on the corner of a busy intersection. One corner of the intersection just dropped off, and all she could see for miles and miles was deserted wasteland. Another corner was a candy store, with kids inside, screaming and giggling for more candy. The corner where she was standing was rushing by, the wind was picking up and her hair was being flown around, and the last corner was a plain white door. She knew she should decide what to do, but she couldn't decide, she had no idea what to do, and she was terrified. Just as she took a step towards the middle of the intersection, she woke up to her alarm screaming at her. I would like to forget about THAT dream," she thought to herself, as she got up and prepared for the mission to Kansas. Amylynne arrived at Gabby's house around 3:30 am, just to be punctual. She was wearing footsie pajamas and had a bunch of luggage with her. Claire had already arrived at Gabby's house the night before, in order to have a super sleepover like they had planned months before "Freakin Amylynne!", Claire shouted, "we weren't supposed to bring anything...DUH!" Amylynne was offended. Poor Amylynne. AmyLynne turned to Gabby and shook her head in disbelief. "Buu-buuu-buuhh-buuutt-- did you tell me that????" Gabby lowered her head, and AmyLynne looked to Claire. "Can I leave it here?" Claire scoffed at poor AmyLynne and replied, "What do you even have in it anyways? And why are you wearing footsie pajamas? Explain yourself!" ---it said in the letter not to bring anything. DUH. read jon's letters more carefully next time. sheeeesh.--- Claire ignored Amlynne and her lack of attention to detail, and proceeded to raid Gabby's fridge of all things delicious. Claire was hungry. Janelle, eventually went down to Gabby's house. She eagerly anticipates the meeting of all the boardies in Kansas, although she is also scared about why they were sent to the middle of the U.S. Nova arrived promptly at Gabby's house at 4:12 to find AmyLynne in footsie pajamas. She quickly dialed her dad's number on her cell to ask what the heck they were teaching in those sunday school classes. Renae arrived at Gabby's house at 4:12 AM right after Nova, tired because she didn't get much sleep before coming. She said a tired Hello to the other LOBHers currently at Gabby's house before waiting for the others to arrive. After a night of little sleep and long travels that weren't really that long, Diana made it to Gabby's house curious to find out more about what's going on, and why Kansas out of all the 49 other states... "Hello fellow LOBHers!!!" AmyLynne stood in the corner quivering about her luggage when Gabby magically came up with clothes just AmyLynne's size. Even though they weren't stuff she'd normally wear she eagerly threw the clothes on and rushed around Gabby's house. She went over to Nova and thrust the phone from her ear, explaining she was no longer in Nova's dad's class, and not to worry. She ran to Janelle and hugged her because she's awesome. Then she sat down on the couch and fell asleep. Gabby smiled. She was proud people were actually following directions.  "Claire, Ian dropped off the helium tanks right over there. Start wheelin' them near the group so we can get these up and running ... and our bodies high n flying'!" Gabby pumped her fists in the air with excitement. Claire scoffed at Gabby's directions, but started to bring the tanks and balloons where the boardies started arriving and lingering around. "Can you save the yellow balloons for me? I like yellow." Claire mumbled, hauling the 12th tank over. AmyLynne grabbed a yellow balloon and grinned mischievously. "I can't promise anything. I like yellow, too. And last time I checked I wasn't directed to spend my time wheeling over 50 tanks of helium."  Claire glared at AmyLynne. "Tard." Nova was amused by the sudden rivalry between the two, and decided to chat up a conversation with Gabby while Renae felt sympathetic towards Claire and started to help her tow the helium near the group. "Hey Gabby!" Nova peeked behind Gabby, who was currently on the phone trying to figure out where the heck everyone else was. It was 4:13, and she didn't like the lack of punctuality.  Gabby ignored Nova and yelled to Janelle, "Start digging a hole will ya? We're gonna store the leftover tanks of helium and balloons in there." She then turned around and bumped into Nova. "Woah, I didn't see you there. What's up?" "Of course you didn't ..." Nova murmured softly. Gabby seemed very busy and stressed. "Nothing much is up. I was just wondering if you knew why Jon--" Gabby's eyebrows raised and flailed her arms silently. "SSHH," Gabbys cautioned. "Don't say his name out loud. From here on out we're going to address him by his code name. Stick to J-412." Nova winced and nodded stiffly. "So ... I was wondering if you know the reason why Jo-- I mean-- J-412 wants us to go to Kansas. I mean, it's rather random, isn't it? Jon doesn't seem like the guy to make plans so complicated. It's just ... weird." Gabby crossed her arms and nodded. "It is ... isn't it?" She started pacing back and forth until a chunk of dirt plummeted towards her shin. "Janelle! WATCH IT!" "Sorry ..."  Gabby continued to ponder upon Nova's speculation. "So what you're saying is ... That J-412 is ... and imposter?" Gasps arose in the dimly lit atmosphere. Claire dropped the tank of helium that was labeled '#34' she was currently hauling over. It nearly tumbled over Renae's foot, causing her to smack Claire. "Be careful! You could have crushed my precious meta-tarsals." Claire ignored Renae and said, "J-412? AN IMPOSTER? BLASPHEMY!" Janelle continued to dig, but at a faster rate. "No .. it can't be .. it's impossible .." She continued to whisper to herself. AmyLynne frowned at Janelle and walked over to her and patted her on the back. Gabby checked her watch. 4:16AM. She looked down into the streets to see moving silhouettes coming the group's way. "We don't know for sure. But what I do know, is that if it IS an imposter --Jon must be in danger. So we GOTTA see wassup. The plan's still on. We're going to Kansas." Nova shook her head. "We're going to risk our lives--" "For Jon? Of course." Gabby squinted to make out the faces that were just arriving. Jeanna, Stacee, Nicole, and Jan. Perfect.  Claire and Gabby's dynamic-duo senses sparked and Claire shot a glance at Renae. "Let's get these tanks movin' faster so we can save our hero." Janelle peers up from her digging ventures to see other boardies that she always wanted to meet. She proceeds to hug everyone, but it is not a tone of mere excitement because she along with all the other boardies are wondering what could be happening. Claire was busily pacing back and forth with her tanks of helium when she realized that it was almost 4:20! "the rest of those boardies better get here soon", she thought.. or at least be in kansas tomorrow, or...well...you know. TERMINATION! Gabby had taken the liberty of taking role. There wasn't even HALF of the LOBHers present yet, and it was 4:19!!! Well. Maybe they'd just have to meet the rest in Kansas. But, they better get there by 600 hours, or Agent J-412 could have some termination action on their butts.  Amylynne then started complaining about the clothes Gabby gave her. What would Agent J-412 think about her sense of style? That kilt SO did not match those tube socks, and well...that silk puffy shirt. No one wants to know where THAT came from..Gabby told her to shut up, and that Agent J-412 likes awkward. So she should be fine.  Jeanna came armed and ready with her pockets full of pencils, just in case. Claire was quite worried that the pencils could get in the way of the balloons though. Well, I guess the squad of mighty LOBHers would have to figure that out later.. Janelle then started a chant, for it was 4:23, and it was chant time... "WE AAAARE the LOBHers!" *echo* "MIGHTY MIGHTY LOBHers!" *echo* Jane might have to work on that whole 'syllable' thing later... Gabby eyed Jeanna's stash of sharpened pencils that were sticking out of her pocket. "Jeanna ..." Gabby started. Jeanna glanced up and smiled. "Do you mind ... not bringing those?" Gabby pointed at the pencils. "They might interfere with the balloons. And all." Jeanna's smile disappeared and she scowled. "WHAT! You expect me to disarm my most powerful weapon and risk the life of the LOBHers and most importantly ... JON?!!?!" Gabby staggered backwards as Jeanna leaned forward while defending herself. "Uhhh .." Gabby stuttered. "Okay.. uhm.. how bout you wrap it in some bubble wrap or something? So .. you can still bring it but the points won't .. be.. pointy..?" Gabby winced. Jeanna settled down and nodded. Her grin suddenly returned back quickly and she skipped over to the other LOBHers to greet them and find some bubble wrap. "GABBY!" Gabby turned around to become face to face with Stacee. "Oh HEY!" They hugged and Stacee looked around. "Oh," Gabby started, assuming Stacee didn't know what she could be helpful with, "Hmm ... for now you and Jeanna can start a sign in sheet. Ask people for last name, first name, cell number, and age. We need to really get to know everyone and not lose track." Stacee nodded and whipped out a clipboard and pen. Where she got it ... no one knows. Stacee popped up behind Janelle. "Hiya! Lastnamefirstnamecellnumberage?" She was oddly hyper for 4:25AM. Janelle cocked her head in confusion, but caught sight of the clipboard that said "SIGN IN SHEET" at the top. So she quickly gave Stacee her information and continued digging. Claire called Diana over to haul over the last five tanks. It was 3 minutes before departure and AmyLynne, Jan, Nova, and Nicole were still in process of filling the balloons with helium. Gabby checked her watch and frowned. "We're not going to be able to make the departure in t-minus-3 minutes. I may have to extend the time by twenty minutes." Renae was sweating already and leaned against the helium tank she was pushing. "Yes, extend it, please!!! I can't wheel these things any faster." AmyLynne looked up from the green balloon she was working on and agreed. "We still have fifty balloons to fill and we're running out of rocks to hold them down .. people are gonna have to start tying them onto their bodies." Gabby nodded and told Stacee to pick up the pace. Time was running out ... Emily arrived at Gabby's house just in time. She hated to be so late but there had been some complications getting from Washington to California. Emily noticed all the LOBH boardies and began to greet them. Staccee came along with the sign in sheet and Emily gave her information.  It seems that all the boardies have signed in. It is almost time to journey to Kansas! Meanwhile, in a sudden sub-plot, Mellie and half a dozen fellow Australian/Pacific/Asian boardies were on a airplane flying from Sydney to Kansas. Mellie, who had somehow managed to drag unsuspecting boardies onto the Qantas flight, sat tired in her seat, continuously glancing out the window to a view of clouds. Sitting next to her was Beezle, who also unsuspectingly finding herself caught upon this plot, was looking at the ashes that was her letter from a mysterious Agent J-412. "So what is this all about Meezle?" Beezle glanced at the pile of smoking ashes in her hand. "I have no freaking clue. But we have 14 hours on a plane to figure out what it's all about." replied Mellie with a tired sigh, choking slightly on the rising smoke that was the mysterious letter that brought them together in the first place. Michaela, another unsuspected boardie who didn't even know she was in this plot, stood up from behind their seats and said "Well, it might be sooner than that. Cause with the power of novel writing, we could write ourselves there in 30 minutes." Darcy, confused to how she ended up on this plane, appeared from next to Michaela and said "That's right. Plus, we have the power of the time zone on our side. So we might end up just in time." "That's true Meezle," replied Beezle. She holds up a graphics calculator and says "By my calculations, we may reach there by yesterday. As long as no one is trying to stop us and spoils this plan that we don't even know about." "Wow, Beezle. You're so great at math! And I love time zones - have I ever mentioned that?" smiled Mellie. Ai Lyn happy appears in this plot on the seats infront of Beezle and Mellie and turns around to them. "Peanuts?" she offers a packet of Eta's Salted Peanuts. Mellie replies "No thanks, I've got pineapple lumps." Beezle holds up a packet of Tim Tams and a jar of Vegemite. "I'm good." The Southern Hemisphere boardies laughed together. However, little did they know that 3 seats back was a ninja, watching the LOBHers and grinning beneath his mask. Meanwhile... Gabby looked around her crowded driveway at the LOBHers clustered together. She knew people were missing, but she also knew if they didn't leave at 4:30am, which was in 2 and a half minutes, their heroic acts would be lost to the wind. Looking back around, she knew they just had to go, and risk losing those who weren't there.  As Stacee filled the last name onto the Sign In Sheet and as the rest of the gang filled the last of the balloons, Gabby snapped into action. "Alright everybody! Start tying the baloons to your limbs! We've got to go in t-minus-2-mintues!" As everyone began tying the balloons, suddenly, one of Emily's balloons popped. As everyone scurried to help Emily out, the air thickened with the sound of an airplane. "I wonder what Qantas airplane is doing at 4am here...?" wondered Nicole. "Headed to the SD airport perhaps?" But before long, Nicole had stopped wondering and gone back to her balloon tying. "This is going well guys! We can do it!" cried AmyLynne. "WAIT!!!!" Janelle called. "HOW ARE YOU GOING TO NAAAVIGATE?!?!?!" Back on the plane, something was going wrong... "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore" said Mellie looking out the window. "Umm, we weren't in Kansas in the first place." replied Beezle. "Right, I know that. Just wanted to use that line haha," grinned Mellie. "But tell me Beezle, I've never been to the states. Is it common to see people being strapped to bunches of helium balloons?" Beezle stared at her blankly. "Mellie, I don't know what's in those pineapple lumps..." Beezle takes the packet, "But I think you better stay off them for a while." "I'm serious! Ai Lyn, look out your window!" Mellie shoved the seat infront of her. Ai Lyn peered out the window and looked down to see the strange sight Mellie had described. "She's right. And it's weird." At that moment, the captain of the plane spoke through the speakers. "Uhh...I'm sorry folks but we're...uhhh...gonna have to ...uhh...redirect the flight to Kansas and...uhh... make an emergency landing at ...uhhh... Mexico. Uhhh...I mean San Diego. Uhh...prepare for uhh....landing. We'll be reaching there in 5 minutes...uhhh...thankyou for flying with ...uhhh... us." Mellie grimaced "Why can't captains speak sentences without using 'uhhs'?" The LOBHers prepared for landing, but as they did so, suddenly a paper dart flew and hit Beezle in the head. "Ow! This paper dart flew and hit me in the head!" Beezle exclaimed. Ai Lyn grabbed the paper dart. "It's a note!" Ai Lyn read out loud for the Southern Hemisphere boardies to read: "Whatever you do, do NOT meet up with Jeanna and the LOBHers who are currently gathered at Gabby's house... " She stopped and said "I didn't know the boardies were in San Diego." Mellie replied "Yeah. I forgot. That's why the plane was going to Kansas at first. But hey, look where novel writing has gotten us." Ai Lyn continued: "Instead, as soon as you get off the plane, meet me at the luggage pick up. I'll be the one inside the plaid luggage riding the carousel. Sincerely ~B Ninja." Ai Lyn looked up. "Did that just say "inside the plaid luggage?" The boardies looked at each other confused as the plane descended into SD airport. Amy woke at 5 am from a strange dream about ninja and agents. She checked her e-mail to see the message from Gabby. Yikes. there's no way I'll make it She thought.  She went to texting Liz and Claire and set up a home bass in San Diego, just in case.... Lee didn't arrive at Gabby's house because she didn't check her mail in time! (or because she was sick and went to bed early and everyone left WITHOUT HER.) So she joined forces with all of the unfortunate boardies who were left behind. Lee arrived in San Diego, frazzled and deeply upset. "I miss EVERYTHING," she wailed.  A few boardies comforted her. They decided to set the home base right outside the San Diego airport. All of the boardies landed in kansas at 5:59. Then they heard a voice behind them "GABBY! CLAIRE! AMYLYNNE!!!!" katie yelled running towards them "KATIE! what are you doing here?" amylynne asked "i figured it would be easier to come straight to kansas instead of going to sd then kansas" "that was smart" gabby noted. "wheres the rest of the New england and east coast boardies?" "i couldnt reach them" "aw that su-" claire started "DID YOU HEAR THAT?!?" nova shouted. every one turned to see a silhouette walking slowly towards them. All of the boardies were gathered at the mysterious location that Agent J-412 had mentioned in his note. Somehow, by the miraculous miracles of miracleness, they had landed in the EXACT spot they were supposed to. Fancy that! Then, all of a sudden, they heard a very faint "there's no place like home....there's no place like home..."..and THEN. the lights went out. somehow they got inside. no one knows how, but the lights went out. "there's no place like home..." Claire--what the... Jane--ITS COMING CLOSER! "there's no place like home...." Jeanna--AHHHH! Amylynne--oh lord have mercy on our wretched souls.  Claire--Amen.  -silence---- Gabby--AHHH MAKE IT STOP! "there's no place like----*mission impossible music* Emily--oh crap... *lights go on* random voice--faaaaaathhherr.....ABRAHAM! Claire--OH NO! and what happens next...are the dramatic events... With her pencils cozily tucked into the plastic wrap, Jeanna looked around her from interesting. It had been quite a flight. She felt excited and a tid bit fangirly... prehaps Jon - er J-412, would cymbal bash for them. That would certainly be an enjoyable sight. Just as she was sighing in bliss at the thought, a terrified scream reached her ears. She spun around... Suddenly Nova's phone rang. It was a text from her ninja twin! it read: Nova! I've been trapped here at the san diego airport with the australian/pacific/asian boardies and everyone else who didnt make it in time. it seems our captor is 45% of a band and is sorry hes awesome. Nova quickly read the text and handed the phone to claire, who's eyes grew wide with fear. Claire felt Nova's phone brush against her arm, and in fear, let out a scream. All of a sudden, the wind got still, and chills went down everyone's spine. Jan dropped the compass she'd brought. The thud sounded loud in the silence that had suddenly fell over the room like a mist.  "What is it?" She asked her voice somewhere above a quiver.... Back in San Diego, one man was holding a dozen or so board members captive in a secret room deep in the undergrounds of the city. It was dark, mysterious, and nay, even frightening. "Well this was worth 14 hours on a plane." "Wow, I hear strange accents." "Gidday. Crikey. LOL" "What happened? Where are weeeee??" "I don't know what's happening. I'm dancing. You can't see it but I'm dancing." "Where are the lights?" "We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine." Suddenly, a light shone from Amy's cellphone, revealing the faces of very confused boardies tied to chairs. "Woah...my head hurts," said Beezle. "I think it's from the smell of vegemite," said Mellie. "So...how did we end up here?" Beezle looked round the dimly lit room. "And how did you guys end up here?" "We were planning to make base here at the airport" said Lee. "Then we saw you guys and we were about to say hi, until this ninja inside some suitcase jumped out and ..." "...and you guys ended up here. And then we got caught trying to help you guys and he stuck us here too," finished Amy. "Who's he?" asked Mellie. Then, far away behind the closed door, footsteps could be heard slowly making their way closer. "Ella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh...." Mellie whispers loudly, "What should we do?" and turns to Beezle for answers. Beezle stares back and simply says the words, "Timmy shimmy." "Timmy shimmy," agrees Mellie and the other boardies. Quickly, at the speed of something very fast, the boardies start dancing the Timmy Shimmy, sliding across the floor while shaking their hips. Suddenly, the ropes are unable to hold the boardies any longer with their powerful dancing and the ropes fall off, allowing the boardies to be free. Lee finishes pulling the rope off herself and turns to the dozen boardies who were now gathered together. The foosteps and the echoing "Ella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh" got closer with every second. "Now what guys?" Lee asks. back in kansas the mysterious voice continued singing: "looking so crazy your loves got me looking, got me looking so crazy in loveeeeeee" "AHH" nova and claire screamed at the same time "who is it?!?" "i... wait" katie said and she nodded to gabby who walked forward and pulled at one of the walls to reveal a new room and someone standing there in an instant, everyone screamed. Terror, fear and madness strike the hearts of the boardies.  The figure in front of them held out a dark hand and motioned for silence. Gulping back tears of fear, the boardies comply. "I bet you'll all wondering why you are here..." the figure said in a deep voice. "Darn right we are, you wench!" called Claire. She was immediately hushed by a few of the surrounding boardies. The shadow stayed still and the boardies huddled together. Jeanna's hand hesitantly slid over her pencils and clutched them firmly, just in case. If something drastic were to happen, she'd have to act fast. "I'm not who you think I am ..." The mysterious man whispered softly. But that whisper sounded like a loud yell because of such silence. "... But I'm glad you followed directions ..." Nicole's ears perked up. "Wait ... I KNOW that voice," she paused. Nicole started gasping for air and Janelle and Renae supported Nicole's arms. She seemed as if she was going to faint! Jan even started fanning the fellow LOBHer frantically with her hands. Diana was impatient with Nicole and hissed, "Who is it?! Tell us!" A chuckle escaped from the obviously amused stranger. "Yes, Nicole ... Tell us who I am." He took in a sharp breath and took another step forward. With that motion, the huddled boardies took a step back. "Tell us." His voice came out as a mere whisper. Nicole composed herself and shook her head. With sudden confidence, she took four steps forward to become arms-length with the man. The fog was a nice and convenient touch to the drama. Gabby gasped and squealed, "Nicole, don't ...!" Nicole shook her head again, but with more fierce. With two more steps towards the man, she let out a sigh. She sounded ... relieved? Claire realized what was happened. Her eyebrows raised and ran over to Nicole and saw the man, too. "JEROME?!" A fistful of pencils clattered to the floor, causing everyone to jump. "YOU'RE J-412?" Jeanna cried. "So... no... no... cymbal bashing?"  *the boardies gasped* Jerome:   Well... Jeanna cast herself into Gabby's arms, weeping bitterly. This was a fatal blow. Alarmed by the startling developements, Nova quickly texted Amy about what was going on. it was imparritive that the 2 sides stay as connected as possible. The boardies were struck with disbelief and awe that Agent J-412 was in fact Jerome Fontamillas. For some reason they thought it was all le blonde guy. Startled, they all started to ramble off questions.. "So. YOU'RE Agent J-412?!" "Why are we here?!?!!?" "Where exactly IS here?!" "Why Kansas?!" "Why did father abraham have SO MANY sons?!" Then, Agent J-412 broke the commotion with a "WHY ARE WE ALL YELLING!?!!?!?!LOUD NOISES!!!!!!!!!" Claire was stunned at Agent J-412's cunning sense of when the appropriate time to use Anchorman quotes was.  And then...absolute silence... AmyLynne suddenly began to laugh, and with her laughing, came the imfamous AQGG, and that startled Jerome. He looked at AmyLynne funny, and with one quick look behind his shoulder, began to run away. "NOOO!" cried the LOBH boardies, and they all set of in a mad pursuit of Agent J-412... Everyone started chasing romey through kansas. Nova, in a rush to keep up with the boardies and their longer legs, consequently dropped her phone. after the boardies were a considerable distance away, an animal appeared from the shadows and picked up her phone. Emily noticed that Jerome was running way faster than all of us boardies. "wait jerome is how old?" Jeanna asked, " and he's beating us?" this encouraged all the boardies to run even faster... but they still were not even close to cathing up. Gabby, gasping for air, noticed a bike rental place up ahead.  "Everyone over here!" All the boardies ran gasping for air into the bike shop, greeted by the manager.  *pant pant pant* "Uhh. May I help..all..of you?" Emily, about to fall over in exhaustion, said "Jero--I mean..Agent *gasp* J-*gasp*412 *gasp* is SUPER...fast..." "Umm. Whats with the girl in the weird clothes?", he said, as he pointed to Amylynne "Those are MY clothes!", Gabby quickly defended. "Oh. Uh..Kay.", said the manager, "So. Do you guys need bikes or what?" "YES!" Claire squealed, "How much.." The manager then broke it to the boardies. "Uhh, you're looking at a total of...$2,412"  The boardies let out a sigh of disappointment.  Jeanna quickly thought up a plan in her all-knowing mind. "Hey. Manager guy...I think your phones ringing..over there in the back of the store.." "Oh! Thanks! I thought I changed my ringtone to Rockin Robin...Meh. I guess it didnt work.", said the manager as he ran into the back part of the store. "Quick!", Amylynne said, "Everyone grab a bike and lets GIT OUT!" All the boardies rushed to grab bicycles, there were wheels and baskets with tassles flying every which way. Claire got ripped off and got stuck with a pink tricycle with butterflies on it. And she has long legs! The rest of the boardies are obviously jerks. Well, whatever. Claire was proud of how cool she looked. "Agent J-412 would probably be jealous..", she assured herself.  The boardies dashed out of the store on their shiny new stolen bikes (and tricycles) , followed by the angry manager "I'll get you! And your little dog too!", he shouted.  "We'll buy you coffee later or something!", Jeanna shouted as she started pedaling in the opposite way, without a helmet and totally illegally, I might add. Freaking Jeanna.  The manager then returned to sitting in his empty store and living off of 99 cent burritos, as the boardies sped off into the sunset, in search of Agent J-412. In a parade of bicycles, the boardies coast down the road in hot pursuit of Agent J-412. The inhabitants of Kansas, thinking this was some sort of parade, wave and clap. The children jump up and down, hoping for candy. Claire throws them tassles from her bike. They are not happy and throw rocks at the troop.  The LOBHers speed away as quickly as possible. Then Amy Lynne speaks. "Uh guys? Where did J-412 go?" "um is that him?" claire said squinting into the distance "THERE HE IS!!! GET HIM!!" katie yelled out the boardies (with claire taking up the rear on her tricycle) and we all rushed off in pursuit of J-412 back at the airport, amy recieved a mysterious text from nova to get on the plane the pacific/australian/eastern boardies had just gotten off of. so amy led the late boardies back onto the plane where a masked ninja was there to meet them. The LOBHers were pedaling as fast as they could. Faster, faster, faster, they pedaled, and began to gain on Agent J-412.  "WAIT GUYS!" Jeanna cried.  "THIS IS WHERE THE LONELY NATION SHOOT WAS!" Jeanna stopped pedalling and turned and looked at the vast Kansas distance.  "COME ON YOU GUYS! DON'T STOP!" cried Claire. Jeanna snapped back into LOBHer mode and hopped on her bike again. AmyLynne was getting discouraged because the clothes Gabby gave her were weighing her down. "WHY, GABBY?!?" AmyLynne cried.  Gabby just giggled and kept on pedalling. katie laughed a little at amylynne's misery, then pulled from her backpack a pair of jeans and a Jon Foreman tshirt "yo! AmyLynneCheese! catch!" she yelled while throwing the clothes and a little changing tent at her "thanks katie!" amylynne yelled out. "how am i soposed to change though? "thats what the tent is for..." "oh" Amy scratched a boardie's head as se read her ninja twin's text but followed directions "Come on" she said to al and they walked to over to the plane. They got there and she saw the ninja. She raised her eyebrow , but no saw as it was pitch dark in the middle of winter and all lights were off. Suddenly a light shone on her face. She heard the other boardies gasp behind her. "Get on the plane" Said the voice of the masked ninja. Her knee's were already shaking and the bravery had flown right out of her. Slowly she walked on, keeping hr hand tight around the phone in her pocket waiting for anybody in the other group who had her number to contact her..... Back in Kansas, AmyLynne quickly pulled on the clothes Katie had given her, even though they were a bit small. She was then ready for business. "AWW! You changed! No fair!" pouted Claire. "HA!" smirked AmyLynne. "GUYS!" Gabby yelled. AmyLynne and Claire were being difficult. "Just come ON! We're gaining on him!" As the LOBHers pedalled furiously (AmyLynne beginning to gain on the other boardies because she could pedal correctly... gosh Gabby) they steadily began to gain on Agent J-412. Soon enough, they were only a few yards away from him. "Alright!" said Jeanna, as bossy as ever. (Well what can you say? She's used to being in charge.) "On my signal... we all jump off our bikes and onto to J-412! Got it?" "GOT IT!" the boardies chorused. "WAIT FOR ME!!!" called Claire pedalling furiously on her kiddie bike. But Jeanna, still bitter from the train track incident, is going to do no such thing. "Okay ready? 4...1...2... JUMP!" Rome-er J-412, hearing a sudden comotion behind him, turns to be met with the sight of a dozens or so yelling girls jumping into the air... right toward him. j-412:   Various victory screeches sounded. "GYAHHHH!" "IMSOGLADIDIDNTHAVETOUSEMYPENCILSONYOUUU!" "ROMEYYOUTARD!" "IMFLYYYING!" In a split second, Romey was on the ground. The LOBHers smiled in triumph and helped each other up, while Romey groaned in pain.  "Owww..." Romey tried to stand up, but failed. Janelle, being the super nice girl she is, felt pity towards Jerome. But that didn't necessarily soften her up. "Je-ROME! See what you get yourself into! If you would just cooperate, we can get this whole dang situation... situated!!!" She placed her hands on her hips and looked down at the poor asian. Gabby nodded and walked next to Janelle. "She's right, you know. This doesn't have to be difficult. You're just making it hard." Then she stuck out a hand for Romey to help him up. Jeanna's alpha-mode was still alive in her. She was shaking slightly, looking almost insane. Claire and AmyLynne had to hold her arms down, just in case ... Romey took Gabby's hand resentfully and sighed. "Okay," he said. "I'll finally tell you what's going on." He looked around and grinned. "You girls really do have good timing. We're at the exact location he wanted us to be." He continued to grin and dust off the dirt on his shirt. Nicole clapped. "FINALLY! I don't think I can keep up with your shenanigans anymore." Claire was about to celebrate with Nicole, but noticed something Jerome said. "Wait. You said we're at the exact location HE wanted us to be. Who's this HE?! Please don't tell me there's another goofball in on this ridiculous mission ..." Jerome laughed. "You'll find out... sooner or later..." With that said, the LOBHers heard footsteps coming near them. They turned around to see another stranger walking towards the group. Renae groaned. "Deja vu..." Romey's eyebrows raised. "Hmm, sooner than I expected. Apparently." The LOBHers gulped in fear. Closing their eyes, they clenched their fists and braced themselves. They had no idea was was going to be behind them. "Turn around!" a gruff voice barked at them from behind.  The LOBHers turned slowly, keeping their fists clenched and their eyes shut, and faced the mysterious "him". "Well, you're a bit early, now aren't you!" Jerome said sarcastically. "What did you want me to do? You left me with the freaking motorcycle! I can't drive a motorcycle to Kansas!" the man said. The gruff was gone from his voice. "Wait..." AmyLynne said. "I recognize that voice..." She opened her eyes. The boardies all looked at the source of the recent voice to speak. "Its you!" "Whats going on?" "Why are we here?" "Yes... complete deja vu" The mysterious figure finally took off his black hood, and underneath said hood, he happened to be wearing a mask. Renae was then confused after her "It's you!" and raised one eyebrow at the masked figure. "Reveal yourself!" She demanded. The masked figure giggled "Ok. Fine..bear with me here." Jerome was amused.  The mystery man continued to take off several masks and paper bags with faces drawn on them. Then it started to get really old and the boardies sat down in exhaustion, thoroughly not amused. He further explained he had to be undercover for various reasons that he could not divulge at his expense.  Finally, when it came to the last mask, which happened to be an old lady mask, the figure revealed his face. "It is I", he said. Gabby gasped, "JON!?" "It is I", he repeated. Jeanna was flabbergasted. "So. Which one of you sent the note? Which one is Agent J-412?!" Jon then said with a sly voice, "That is for us to know..." "And for YOU to find out.." Jerome followed. And with that, the two agents began to explain the mission.. While all this was happening, the boardies that were left back in San Diego were now seated on a special small plane and had somehow been given the name "the others" by the mysterious masked ninja. "The others?" Mellie asked. "This sounds like a LOST episode. And I'm not that great with LOST." "Who are you? And what is going on?" asked Beezle. "And where are we going?" The ninja said "You know, this could be a lot easier if you had just stayed put where I told you to be. And I like LOST. So naming you as 'the others' works for me." Amy stared intently into the eyes of the ninja...she felt something very familiar about him. "There is a reason why I got you LOBH board members to meet with me. I wasn't trying to capture you. But if you knew who I was...it would give it all away," the ninja said in a gruff voice. "What is it that you're trying to make us do?" said Lee, twisting the seatbelt in her hands nervously. "I have a reason to believe that something wrong is going down in the Switchfoot camp. I was hoping to catch all you boardies at the airport, but when I heard most of them went by balloon...you foreign and forgotten were my last hope," spoke the ninja. "Hey! We're not...well okay. Maybe we are foreign and forgotten," spoke Mellie with her strange accent, distinctly not American sounding. "As I was saying..." the ninja turning away from Mellie, "you were my last hope. This story plot may have just gotten deeper, and the "mission" your LOBH friends are on might put them with a great risk." "How can we trust you? I mean, we don't even know who you are," said Amy. The ninja stared directly into the "other" boardies eyes with and intense look, begging and pleading for unity and honesty. "It will all be revealed in time," said the ninja. "For now, you have to trust me with what is going on." Lee nodded. "Well, what's the mission that the LOBHers are on?" And with that, the ninja began to explain the LOBH mission. back in kansas the boardies were in a fit. "what mission?!?" katie asked. "you will find out eventually" jon answered "how do we know you're really jon?" amylynne inquired "because i said so" jon replied "prove it!!!" claire yelled over the mass of talking "how?" jerome asked "we have no doubt about you, nicole could recognize you anywhere its him were worried about" gabby added "that is true" said nicole "fine." jon said. was it really jon? who ever it was was starting to get impatient. "how shall i prove myself?" Nova's eyes lite up. "cymbal bash for us!" "yea! ill definatley know if its not you" jeanna put in. she pulled a portable cymbal and some drumsticks out of her pocket and handed them to jon. everyone looked at her. "what? i carry this stuff around for emergencies, just like my pencils." with that, jon preceded to beat the crap out of the cymbal. suddenly jeanna screamed. "THATS NOT JON!!!" "WHO IS IT?!?" voices yelled "no! i swear! its me!" the fake jon yelled out "its drew!!!!!!!!!!!" nova screamed and her and claire pulled the mask off "sorry" drew said quietly.. "im awesome" Claire then flipped out. "WHAT IS WITH YOU PEOPLE?! First Agent J-412 was Jon. Then it was Jerome. Then it was Jon again. AND NOW DREW?!!?. And that ninja. What's up with him!? WHERES CHAD IN ALL OF THIS!??", she was burning with fury. The three agents stood in silence, with smug looks on their face.  Jerome then broke the silence and started crying. "WE NEVER MEANT FOR IT TO BEEE THISS WAYYYYYYY...*sob*" Drew gave Romey a stare. "Get a grip." Jerome coughed in embarrassment. "Hey. You boardies. What happens in Kansas. Stays in Kansas." "Deal", they said.  "Well now you have to tell us WHAT THE HECK we're doing in the middle of nowhere out here!" AmyLynne shouted. She was angry. "AND WHER http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/750006/ Sun, 6 Dec 2009 17:52:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/750006/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Hey! Here are my wordle... things: http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/749107/ Thu, 3 Dec 2009 00:41:01 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/749107/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Hi friends. I just wrote my first song... can you tell me what you think of it? Here it is. It is called "I Need Your Love". ~ When I look At His face My heart Wants to break And when I feel His love Surrounding me I think of all the things He has saved me from I need Your love I can't do it anymore I need Your grace To cover me, to cover me When I think Of what I have done I don't know How You can love me I am just A wretched soul Doing so many things Against Your will I need Your love I can't do it anymore I need Your grace To cover me, to cover me I need Your love I can't do it anymore I need Your grace To cover me, to cover me I Love You I Love You I Love You ~ So... what did you think of it? http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/748583/ Mon, 30 Nov 2009 22:47:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/748583/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Well, I just watched a live video of Hello Hurricane from 99x.com, and I love it! I just have to show it to you, so here it is: If it doesn't work for you, you can watch it here: click here to watch Hello Hurricane http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/735776/ Tue, 13 Oct 2009 11:42:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/735776/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Ok, I am a few days late to tell you about Grubby Games, but oh well! Anyway, Grubby Games is an event that my youth group does each year. It is like the Olympics/fear factor... lol. Here are the games that my youth group did this year: Water-balloon-covered-in-chocolate toss: In this game, Noah chose to be the victim. All the rest of us were blind-folded. We had to try to throw chocolate covered water balloons at Noah while Obie (the youth pastor) was saying, "Marco!" and Noah said, "Polo!" He could try to dodge the balloons, but he did get hit a few times lol. Inch Worm: One person from each team got wrapped in plastic wrap, and we had to try to inch along the ground to a banana, eat it, and then inch back. I failed miserably lol. Gross Apple Bobbing: This one was just apple bobbing, but there was pork and beans in the water.... Just Noah and Bryson did it, and Bryson won! He was on our team. Jello Tube: With this one, Obie put jello in a curved tube. One person from each team stood on each end of the tube. Then, we tried to blow the jello to the other person so that it would go in their face lol. I won against Taylor... hehehe Whipped-Cream-Cheese-Puff Toss: With this one, one person from each team got their face covered in whipped cream lol. Then, the rest of their team had to try to throw cheese puffs and get them to stick to the whipped cream... lol Spell With and Eat Spaghettios: In this game, we had alphabet spaghettios, and we had to spell as many words as we could in three minutes. Then after that, we had to eat all the meatballs as fast as we could lol... good thing I like spaghettios! Mystery Food: In this game, we had to get a sandwich bag from Obie and eat whatever was inside... I ate sourcrout and... canned spinach... yuck! Cameron's stomach couldn't handle the baby food... lol. Horse and Cowboy: In this game, two people from each team were horses and the other two people were cowboys. The horses had nylon... things...(idk what to call them lol) on their head so that an egg would stay on their head. The cowboys had to try to break the other horse's egg... lol. I didn't get my egg broken! Yay! lol Pass the Lifesaver: With this game, you had to try to pass lifesavers with straws... and it didn't work very well. Taylor got really nervous lol because at one point she was inches from Noah's face lol... it was funny to watch, and Heather (Obie's wife) took a picture of them... at least I think it was Taylor and Noah... Maybe it was Taylor and Isaiah... I don't remember... but anyway it was funny lol. After all the games, we had pizza! Then we watched dvd's of Tim Hawkins, a Christian Comedian. I really laughed at this one: And this one: Oh my gosh poor Tim... lol. Maybe he should have brought his Bible with him... http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/735772/ Tue, 13 Oct 2009 11:04:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/735772/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Baby Sorter is here! His name is Kohen Sorter. He is so cute! Here is a picture of him and his daddy: http://gallery.me.com/robsorter/100023/IMG_0603/web.jpg?ver=12523842710001 Isn't he cute! http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/725096/ Tue, 11 Aug 2009 16:06:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/725096/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. Oh my gosh this song is AMAZING!!! It is most definitely one of my favorite songs now :-D! Here it is: http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/725091/ Tue, 8 Sep 2009 16:03:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/725091/ Romans 12:1-2 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God. I don't remember if I told you or not, but my youth leader, Heather, is going to have a baby in late August. I am so happy for them, because they have wanted a baby for 5 years now. Yesterday, the church had a baby shower for Heather. First, we played two games. In the first game, you had to taste 8 kinds of baby food and try to guess what each of them were... it was nasty... I don't know how babies can eat that stuff! Then, in the second game, we were passing around "dirty diapers". They weren't really dirty... they had melted candy in them. We had to guess what kind of candy was in each diaper. That one really grossed me out because it looked like... something else... lol And, the diapers were warm because the candy had just been melted... yuck... lol Then, Heather got to open her gifts. She got cute little baby outfits, baby toys, food bowls and spoons and forks, a toy box, diapers, a baby gate, tethers, and some blankets. All the stuff (except the diapers lol) was all so cute! After the baby shower was over I went and helped Obie (the youth pastor) work in our new youth buildings. We got them from a school that didn't want them, but there is a lot of fixing up that has to be done. Before we left the church, I gave Obie a hug, and I started laughing and saying "Eeeeeww!!!" because then my hands were covered in Obie sweat lol. But I didn't really mind lol. Anyway, I knew it was my fault lol. I was the one who gave him a hug lol. You know, I just realised that I say lol a lot online lol. See, I just said it again! lol Well, since it is 9:30 PM... I guess I better go to bed now lol. http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/712020/ Mon, 27 Jul 2009 23:20:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/WildHorseGirl/712020/