Dec. 22, 2009 - Donut Seeds


I don't know about you, but I think this is totally awesome.
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Dec. 22, 2009 - My top 25 tracks.

This is based off of my all-time scrobbles on my Last.fm account. :D
01. Ssd8ion - Static
02. Ssd8ion - Remember the Light?
03. Victims of Science - The device has been modified
04. House of Heroes - Lose Control
05. Skillet - Rebirthing
06. Bankai - Unstoppable
07. Skillet - Open Wounds
08. Bankai - Faun
09. Skillet - Never Surrender
10. Emery - Inside our Skin
11. Emery - A sin to hold on to
12. Since October - Disaster
13. Demon Hunter - Storm the gates of Hell
14. Skillet - Awake and Alive
15. House of Heroes - Code Name: Raven
16. Harperactive - This is my dad, not a washing machine
17. House of Heroes - In the Valley of the Dying Sun
18. Decyfer Down - Fight Like This
19. House of Heroes - By your Side
20. Emery - In Shallow Seas We Sail
21. Emery - Piggy Bank Lies
22. Skillet - Whispers in the Dark
23. Skillet - Comatose
24. Emery - Cutthroat Collapse
25. Linkin Park - Numb
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Dec. 20, 2009 - Who needs titles?

Hey all! First off, let me apologize for any grammar mistakes or stupid language I have upfront; I've been twittering too much. Anyways, I'm up in Washington (the state, not the capitol) visiting my Grandma and Great-Grandma. Can you believe it's already Christmas time? I can't. It seems it was just the beginning of the year a little bit ago... Oh, lemme tell you a little secret: I haven't even done any Christmas shopping yet! I don't even think my parents have, either. Which isn't surprising, considering none of us really have any money. Gah, enough of that. I have something rather exciting to tell y'all! I've been hired by a close family friend to create a website for their art school! I can't wait to start on that project. It'll be totally awesome. I don't know how much I'll get paid, but I don't really care a whole lot about that. I just want the ability to say that I, Bryan S, created the website for an art school. In fact, when it comes time for me to get a job, I'm pretty sure I could add that to my resume. Anyways, I can't start on that now while I'm away from home, I don't have my designers tools like Photoshop handy. Well, that's about it. Just wanted to update you guys on some stuff. Cya around! -Bryan ((Got Jesus?))
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Dec. 12, 2009 - New, shiny template. :D

Wow. Major renovation, huh? Check out the new template, it's all based on the website I'm creating.
I'm still working on it, so most of the navigation links don't work. But still, I think it looks pretty dang awesome. So, yeah. Expect more posts again, I just have been busy working on this website/template for so long that I haven't really had the time to write anything. :P
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Nov. 29, 2009 - Wow, what?

Hey guys. I had an awesome Thanksgiving! Hope you guys did too. We spent the week with our friends we only get to see about once a year, so that was pretty awesome. We left from our house on Wednesday. Since we never get to see each other, my friend Devon and I stayed up until around 2 in the morning, which was totally sweet. Only problem was that we were tired as heck when we woke up. Thanksgiving was great, a bunch of people from our friends church came over and celebrated with us. Ate turkey, cranberry sauce, pie and all that other great stuff. What can I say? It's the same way most Americans have celebrated the holiday for years. The next day we manly men went out target shooting. It was awesome, I love filling things with lead. We didn't do much else that day. Just chilled and listened to music/played games. Then yesterday I went out for some deer huntin'. It pretty much rocked, even though I didn't have a tag, Devon had one and managed to bring down a 5-pointer. Today we just kinda hung out until it was time to leave, and now we're in the car, waiting to get home.
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Nov. 23, 2009 - Website Design

Hey guys, this is awesome. I just signed up for a free, fully customizable HTML, CSS and MYSQL website. So I'm working on that right now. I know this really doesn't count as a blog post, but oh well.
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Nov. 23, 2009 - Evolution - How you can prove it's wrong, without quoting scripture.

Hey guys, back again.
Have you ever gotten into an argument with someone about Evolution? Even if you haven't, it'd be handy to know an argument in case you do. Obviously, we as Christians don't believe in evolution because we know it says right there in Genesis we were created on the sixth day. But for non-believers, I personally believe you simply cannot quote scripture to get your point across. You need to speak scientifically, because that is how they know how to think. "So then Bryan, how can we prove that Evolution is wrong?" You may ask. Well, I have an answer. I looked into Evolution and read up about it, so that I could know how exactly to combat it. One of the things that goes along with Evolution is the fact that there was no oxygen around when the Earth was created. If that were true, there would also be no ozone layer. If there was no ozone layer, any organism that tried to form would instantly be fried. No matter how small the molecule, it would burn. Instantly. And because of that fact, nothing would ever grow and no oxygen would ever be produced leading to the fact that everything would burn to death before it even started moving. And that, my friends, is how evolution is wrong, put in a slightly scientific manner. :D
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Oct. 17, 2009 - Hey guys, long time no write.

Hey! How are you all doing? I'm doing great! Very sorry about not writing in forever. I don't think any of you remember me. ;).
Anywho, I haven't been on because I've been busy with other things, music making and video directing to list a few. But hey, let's get started.

Well, first off, I thought I'd share some verses, from the Bible of course. These are somewhat going to be along the same theme, but don't be surprised if I change themes because these are verses I just feel led to share. As you can see Psalms is my favorite book and it's where I spend most of my time during my Bible readings. lol.

First off, Psalm 23.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores
my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness,
 for his name's sake.
Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff
  they comfort me.

You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
  my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
   all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord
    FOREVER.

Next we have Revelation 1:7
Look, he is coming with the clouds,
    and every eye will see him,
even those who pierced him,
     and all the peoples of the earth will mourn because of him
                                                                        So shall it be! Amen
Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.




Psalm 142

I cry aloud to the Lord;
   I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.
I pour out my complaint before him;
   before him I tell my trouble.

When my spirit grows faint within me,
   it is you who know my way.
In the path where I walk
   men have hidden a snare for me.
Look to my right and see;
  No one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
   No one cares about my life.

Psalm 104:24

How many are your works, O LORD!
In wisdom you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.


Psalm 103:1-5
Praise the LORD, O my soul;
all my inmost being,
praise his holy name.
Praise the LORD, O my soul,
and forget not all his benefits-
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.


Hope you enjoyed. :D I did.
Anyways, moving on...

I really hope to get back into this blog, I actually have two other blogs now. I don't really know why, I just like making new blogs. ;)

I have a ton of ideas for posts, so stay with me. I'm gonna work on my template before I do any more posts though, so stay tuned.
Oh, by the way, if I don't update this for a week or so, send me an angry e-mail at thessd8@gmail.com telling me to post. :P
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Aug. 14, 2009 - Hey, something got messed up...

Hey guys, looks like something went wrong with my template, there's a bunch of ?s all over, so I don't really know... I read something that said that if you copy anything from M Word it does that, but I dunno. So, yeah, bear with me as I fix it. Lol.
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Aug. 9, 2009 - My story: Chapter 2

Chapter Two: Red Snow. The night crept on. Aramil’s body still lay limp on the soil. Blood soaked the earth. Cursing soldiers were somewhere out in the distance, disturbing the nights peace, but from here their curses were nearly inaudible. A cold wind blew through. Aramil was still limp. Drops of white powder landed on the ground. It was snowing. He started shivering violently, but alas his eyes did not open. He was bleeding too much; the arrow must have hit a blood vein. Slowly, Aramil became incased in the snow and ice. A bush next to him guarded his face enough so that he could breath. Blood seeped into the snow, hinting it with streaks of red. He was barley holding on to the will to live, but something deep inside him kept him living… For now. It started to get brighter, the sun was coming up. An hour passed. The sun was completely out, but it was blocked by the grey sky and the falling snow. ***** Inside a small farmhouse hidden from society, three people began to awake and prepare for the day ahead. The first to be up was a young boy of nine years, Rothimil by name; who was sitting in the family room. His main excitement was that his older brother would be back from town today, and he couldn’t wait for him to tell stories of what happened during his visit. He hoped that someday, he to could go with his brother to town… He had only been there once before, and from what he remembered, it was a wonderful place. There were so many people it was overwhelming for him, and the buildings were so large! The other thing on his mind was the wonderful fact that it was snowing. Hopefully his brother wouldn’t be too tired to have a snowball fight! Interrupting his thoughts were footsteps coming down the hallway from his parents’ room, and he turned around to see who it was, and to his delight it was his father, wearing his coat and warm leggings. His father was a fairly young man, but very wise. He was also very strong by Rothimils’ standards; he could lift an entire tree! His hair was black and cut short, and he had a beard that reached half way down his neck. “Are we going to go out into the snow?” he asked; excitement in his voice. His father smiled, and nodded his head. “Aye son, feel free to have fun this morning. There’s not much work to be done today, and your mother has planned a large warm meal for us today with the meat your brother is going to bring back today.” Rothimil was overjoyed and ran out the door. The snow was easily three feet deep, and it was still snowing! This would be a grand day indeed. He roamed around the yard, said good morning to the chickens, and shook the trees so snow would fall on top of him; laughing the whole way through, unaware of what lied not even 40 feet away from him.
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Aug. 8, 2009 - Chapter One of my story.

Hey, I'm going to be realeasing one chapter a day of my story, as long as I can keep up. Hope you enjoy. ;) (Sorry, I had paragraphs and everything in here to make it easier to read, but for some reason my blog put it into one little spot.) Chapter One: Aramil. Snap! Another stick snapped beneath Aramil's feet as he ran. His leg was bleeding. "Just keep running, don't stop" he told himself as he neared the half-way point to his small farmhouse, his muscles burning from exertion. The pain from the wound was getting worse. Pain. Throbbing. He thought back to earlier in the day, the reason he was running now. He had gone to town to stock up on the much needed supplies his family needed for the upcoming winter, and to have a bit of fun, considering he only came to town a few times a year. When he finally reached the small town of Sentaria, he instantly noticed the surprisingly large amount of Imperial troops wandering through town. "That's odd...I wonder what’s going on. Hope they're not here to take more of our crops." Aramil had said to himself. He was relieved when he saw that the soldiers didn't notice him . He didn't feel like interacting with them for the same reason most other people in town didn't; they got away with everything. He had hurried past the multitude of soldiers into Vlarns’ Meat hut, hoping to order a pack full of meat. “Same good ol’ Vlarn.” Aramil thought, as he walked in, examining the familiar hut. The inside was pretty much barren, save for the counter in the middle, worn from many years of use and scarred from the razor-sharp blades hitting its surface. On the walls behind the counter were racks of various knives, ranging greatly in size. Behind the counter was Vlarn, one of the oldest citizens of Sentaria, an honest, hard working man. Though he was very old, his eyes were softer then most and depicted a sort of innocence that not many have. “Ah! Aramil! I’ve been looking forward to seein’ ye!” said Vlarn, pure joy written on his wrinkled face. “I be reckonin’ ye saw them Imperials wandering about as you walked into town. I not be quite sure what those tick infested vermin be doin’ here, but they’re up to no good, of that I be sure.” , Vlarn said with a scowl on his face. Aramil smiled and nodded . He had missed Vlarn, and he enjoyed the old man’s company, even though he could be a bit paranoid at times. Aramil almost thought of him as a grandfather. “Ah, but you’re not here to listen to some old kook ramble on about doomsday, are ye now?” Aramil laughed “No, we’ll have to save that for another day I guess. Maybe you could come up and meet the rest of my family and sup with us one of these days?” Vlarn nodded. “Well, anyways, do you think you could load this pack here with meat?” Aramil said as he laid one of his packs on the counter. “Ah! Yes I would be more then happy to!” and the man went to work chopping, hacking and wrapping the meat. Vlarn insisted it was free of charge, “Considering what your family’s goin’ through, it be the best I could do, lad.”. Aramil thanked him and walked out of the shop. He looked up in the sky and noticed the sun was already setting and quickened his pace so that he could get his errands done before he would have to get a room for the night. The soldiers were still here, and Aramil was nervous as they may start wondering why he was here. “I can’t have them know I’m here…” thought Aramil, thoughts racing, the same “Not again!” Going through his head over and over, stinging his brain like an agitated hornet, and making him feel sore and battered. He reached the smiths’ workshop, where he hoped to buy some pre-made pitchforks and shovels and other tools for the year. The door was wide open and a fire glowed throughout the small room. A tall, muscular young man stood over the anvil, making some sort of utensil that Aramil did not recognize at its current state. Before Aramil got up to the doorway, the smith noticed his approach and welcomed him , “Ah, you! I know your face…What is your name again boy?, said the smith, looking at him with wary but not unfriendly eyes. “Aramil, sir.” he answered, hoping to be out of here as fast as possible. “Ah! I remember now. Eventually I will remember all of your names; I’m still getting used to this city.” Apparently, by what Aramil had heard, the current smith had traveled from a distant town to here to be apprenticed by the last smith, Roden, but several months ago Roden died. “So, what can I do you for? I don’t suppose you’ve come here for conversation at this hour.” “I was wondering if you had any pre-made farm tools around, shovels, pitchforks, maybe a hammer or two?” queried Aramil, hoping to get what his family needed . “Ah, let me see what I can find Lad.” “Thank you for checking kind sir. Say, what is your name? I heard you were apprenticed by Roden until he died.” “My name is Therington, though I prefer being called Therin. And aye, lad, I was the apprentice of Roden. Just recently he died, his last words telling me I was no longer his apprentice. Of that I am glad, or else I would have to pack up and move again once the funeral was over.” Therin explained he searched through his stockpile. “Ah! Here we go laddy! Now, is there anything else you may need?” “No thank you sir, I’m well and good now. Have a good evening.” And with that, Aramil paid the four Drakes for the tools and walked off. The sun had well set now. Sounds of horses trotting were nearby; the glow of their lanterns could be seen around the corner. By the boisterous laughter, he could tell it was the Kings men. “Act calm. Act natural.” He told himself, as he braced for the inevitable meeting. The horses rounded the corner. Aramil felt metal spikes of fear jolt up his spine. He was in the lantern’s glow. Aramil’s mind instantly started calculating. All the soldiers were on horses, which would make it impossible for Aramil to run away from them on flat ground. But in the suburbs, he may have an advantage, as well as in the thick trees. There the soldiers were, dressed in the black and purple colors of the king, a black skull with red flames bursting around it emblazoned on the middle of their tunics and shields. The laughter was still loud and prevalent among the troops, but the one in the lead- he looked like a captain- sobered up enough to yell , “You! Boy! What are you doing out this late! Haven’t your parents taught you any sense? There might be thieves about!” The whole group started laughing. The cold metal spikes he had felt in his spine earlier now spread through his whole body, making it hard for his jaw to move. “Sorry, sir!” he blurted, “I was just running an errand for my Pa, and I got a little sidetracked…” “Ha! An errand? Boy, you got a whole year's worth of food in that pack! Why don’t you bring it here? I’m hungry!” A wave of agreement and laughter went through the whole group. He felt something on the edge of his consciousness, a sort of dark despair trying to ease its way into his mind. It felt as though it was from someone else... not him. He remembered that feeling now, it was from that one other time. That time when he was—his thoughts were interrupted by the shouts from the lead soldier. “Come here boy, or you're going to live a life without your hands!” Aramil ran. He ran faster then he ever had. He had to lose the soldiers somewhere in the trees in order to make sure they didn’t find his home, the home they had hidden in from the King for nine years. A scream erupted from the lead soldier and he loosed an arrow at Aramil. The arrow was true and it hit its target's leg. Aramil screamed a horrible, blood curdling scream, but kept running. "Run. Run. Just run!! ", Aramil yelled, running towards the forest. The horses were charging now. Run. The sound of metal rubbing against metal while swords were drawn. They were at the trees now, the ominous forest looming over them. The twang of a bowstring rang out and an arrow hit a tree right in front of Aramil. " I have to lose them… ", He looked around for anything at all that could help him. The soldiers were getting farther away; the trees were hampering their movement. Strong curses could be heard behind him. He was getting away! “Keep moving… I can’t lose my advantage.” *********************************************** Aramil snapped out of his thoughts. He was almost there. “Maybe…I can rest... so… tired” Aramil wheezed, almost about to fall over from the 45 minute run that would normally take him 4 hours. “I don’t know how I ran so… fast…” Aramil pondered as he ran; his pace steadily slowing. “No! No... I have to get back as fast as possible! They could find me… not again… no.” He picked up the pace again; each step felt like death to Aramil, his leg burned like it was on fire. He glanced down at his wound. His leggings were now completely soaked with blood. The arrow still protruded from his leg, he hadn’t bothered to take it out. And he didn’t enjoy the idea of trying to. The trees got thicker for a few minutes, and then cleared out. Cultivated land started appearing, along with growing crops. He was almost there. A few minutes more… His house was visible in the distance, the door was closed, but the glow of a fire emanated from the window. He ran faster… faster. He tripped, flew forwards and landed on his head. Blackness enveloped him.
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Aug. 7, 2009 - flag@whitehouse.gov? ROFL.

Hey guys, hope you're having a good day so far. I stayed up until midnight last night working on my template, so tell me what you think! :D. Anyway, today I'm going to talk about...flag@whitehouse.gov. If you haven't heard of what this is, it is an e-mail adress to report people who are against Health Care reform to the government. Yeah, that's right. If you don't agree with President Obama, you go on "The List." I found this funny and scary at the same time. I mean, come on. First Amendment rights please? Seriously, why do you need a list of people who oppose you? So you can send out hitmen to take them out in the night? So you can know that the majority of America is opposed to your plan? Seriously, where is this great country headed? I don't remember this country being Russia or China... So why do we have snitch lines for people to report their fellow Americans to Uncle Sam? It's sad. Really. Sad. But, what can we do. We're just the people. Oh wait, we can do something. We can use our voices and stand up for our rights! Isn't it great? That even though Obama thinks he's got it in the bag, and he thinks he can just control all of us, that we can fight, and win? I think it is. :D. So let's stand up. Stand up against abortion, against gay "marriage", against this reform. And let's do what's right. Oh, by the way, if you'd like to report me to Mr. Obama, feel free to do so. :). ~Bryan ((Got Jesus??))
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Aug. 6, 2009 - Welcome, one and all, to my Blog!

Hey guys and gals. Welcome to my new blog! I'm not new to Homeschool Blogger, and for those of you who may know me, my previous account was Prindish. For those of you who don't, you may enjoy going back and reading some of the entries of my old blog so you can get to know me better. The link is: www.homeschoolblogger.com/prindlescorner. Enjoy that if you want. ;). Anyways, I've decided to make a fresh start in the Blog world and make a new account. Topics I write on here will range from my Faith, current politics, my life, or anything else I find interesting. I hope to update this blog weekly, but I could end up only doing it monthly. We'll just see how things turn out. A bit about me... I love the Lord my God, and strive to live for him. I lean on the far right of American Politics, and, as such, am opposed to most of the things our new President has done and is planning to do. As for what I wish to do when I grow up, I'm planning on joining the National Security Agency/ Central Security Service (NSA/CSS) As a Language Analyst. However, if that should fall through, I've always thought being a Doctor would be awesome. And for music, I prefer listening to Christian Rock, including the bands Skillet, Red, Decyfer Down, Spoken, Emery, Anberlin, Etc. So, there you have it. Hope you enjoyed this post and any I post in the future. ;). ~Bryan ((Got Jesus??))
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