A Non-Christmas Story about a Real-life event (with a little imagination)

This past weekend I was visiting my Grandparents. My grandparents have a lot of hiking trails, and I went down by the train trestles. It certainly was an adventure, although someone of the events are still a little fuzzy, but I'm pretty sure I got most of the story accurate.

First of let me explain that I was all alone, completely and utterly alone. Further more I didn't exactly tell my parents precisely where I was going. So there I was all alone, no one would've known if I were to fall and break my neck, but that's just where the adventure begins.

Most adventures, all the good ones anyway, start with the unexpected. Lucy discovering Narnia, I bet she didn't guess that happening. Frodo with the ring. Even bible stories, Noah and Moses just to name a few, all start with a bizarre turn of events, as did mine. I was just walking along looking at the beauty around me, admiring God's handiwork and thanking him for it, when I started on one of the train trestles. These train trestles are almost like a bridge, over a raging river, (okay, so it's a creek, but it's still raging) when suddenly the trestle began to shake and crumble. I ran as fast as I could with the wood disappearing beneath me. I barely made it as I jumped to other side. I looked behind and the was an empty chasm between me and the other side. I couldn't go back the only thing now, was to go forward.

I walked along the trail, quiet happily, partly because I was alive, the other part was because I was having a great adventure. (maybe also because I had just eaten bacon) Then I was forced the stop in my tracks. There right in path a was a huge, bushy tree laying on it's side. So bushy, in fact, I could not see past it. With no other option than to move past this obstacle,
(remember the trestle fell apart) I began to climb over it.

As I climbed I felt it move, and then I saw it change shape. It was no longer a tree, but a morphis disguised as a tree, waiting for a meal. (Don't you hate it when that happens?) The creature looked like giant cat about six feet high (imagine a tiger on steroids). The color was hard to determine because it would always would change to match it's surroundings, which is what a morphis does, and why I couldn't identify it for what it truly was.

So there I was on the back of a very deadly creature, about ready to get eaten. When I remembered that I had a pocketknife in my pocket, not much but it was something. I went to reach for it, but the morphis tried to shake me off, so I held on. The morphis soon jumped and started to climb up a nearby tree. There's common thing known as gravity, that was working against me as the morphis was climbing up, and I was slipping down. Finally, it flipped back, knocking me down to ground on my back. The morphis with it's cat-like agility landed on it's feet.

I quickly stood up to face my enemy and got my pocket knife out and ready. It roared in face, which also stunk to high heaven, then it leapt for me. I yelled back (not as loud or as threatening but as least I had minty breath when I did it) and charged to meet my opponent. As the morphis was coming toward me in the air paws outstretched to claw me in half, I ducked and rolled underneath it at the last second. The morphis landed and I rolled on to my feet and quickly jumped onto the creature's back. There I stabbed the morphis as hard as I could and the blade went in as far as it could. The morphis, then fell dead and defeated.

To tell you truth I kinda felt a little bad after killing the creature, but it was either me or him and I was glad it was him. So I pulled out and wiped off my blade, (another thing I learned in adventures is to never forget to clean your sword) then I continued on my way.

I went along there were some other trees in my path, none pretending to be man-eating creatures, so it was rather easy getting through those. Until I came to the biggest tree, now log I've ever seen in my life. The other "tree" I told you about was bushy, this was gargantuan. The trunk was thick and the entire tree was big, and there was another only slightly smaller laying beside it. The most impressive thing about these fallen trees were not the trees themselves but how the tree fell. The trunk of the tree didn't split, like in most cases. The whole tree fell which cased the roots to lift up and a mound of dirt as well. It was about ten feet high. I looked behind the mess of roots and dirt and found a dip in earth, where roots used to be as well as the trees. As I gazed as the awesome sight, I heard a crashing sound behind the unearthed roots and out from the mound came a troll.

He certainly wasn't one of those cute little trolls with fuzzy Mohawk heads, in fact, he was hideous, and of course, he came out to attack me. I flipped open my knife, even though I was fairly confident I wouldn't need it. Trolls are a lot stupider and slower then a morhpis is. He came bumbling out to finish me off. I just backed up until head was right in front of the fallen trees, then I ran straight for him. I hit him hard in the shoulders which knocked him off balance and made him trip and fall over the first log, for once gravity was in my favor. I held the knife to his throat and spoke harshly, "Was it you who knocked down this tree?"

The Troll's chin started to quiver as he sobbed, "Yeah, I'm s-sorry. I d-didn't mean t-to. P-Please don't hurt me."

"Okay, if you tip these trees back into place I would hurt you, deal?" I said not quiet as harsh as I had started.

The troll sniffed, "O-Okay." So I let the troll get up and he placed the trees back, roots and all. He also had lots of fun too, jumping on the dirt to pack into place. He would stop stamping the ground until I had jumped a few times too, and I'll admit, I was kind of fun. However, I knew I had to go so I said to good-bye to new troll friend, promising to visit next time.

For a while it seemed like the trail would never end, but after a lot of bends and hills and downhills it came to and end. Since I had a rather rough hike my pants were, very very very VERY dirty, but I didn't really care. I walked back to my grandparents place. After a while my parents came in, "How was your walk?" my Mom asked. "Good" was my only reply.

P.S. Although most of these events were only based on slight truth one important detail was 100% fact and that is: My pants really were horrendously dirty.

'Tis the Season to be Selfish

Presents. Getting not Giving. Going to the store trampling people in order to get that perfect gift. Constantly thinking about "What I want for Christmas" Yep, it's all about ME during Christmas.
See, it's not just consumerism that's wrong with the Holidays. It's the selfishness. We spend so much time thinking about what we want. "Okay," You might thinking, "that's true, but what about thinking about gifts for others." Which brings a good point, yes, you're being selfless, thinking about someone else, but how many times have you had this running through you're mind while shopping for someone, "I need to give them the perfect gift."
Granted not EVERYTHING about shopping for someone else is selfish, but how many times do we worry about our gifts wondering if they'll make us look better or worse. A lot of time we give gifts to impress people. Or sometimes, we forget, spending our time on what we need to do.
And what about the whole "give to the less fortunate?" Sometimes we are thinking, "Does this make me look better and like a good, caring person?" And what about the rest of the year? Do we even give those "less fortunate" a second thought? It's almost as if we say, "Alright, I gave you money for Christmas now you're not my problem anymore." The bible never talks about giving during Christmas, it's SUPPOSED to be ALL year long.
Which brings us to the question: Why do we even celebrate Christmas? If all we do is fake it, why bother. Did they just make up this holiday so we can one more day of presents? It's time to change "Selfish" to "Selfless" and change "Holiday season" to "all year."
We think we make sacrifices during the holidays, think about why we even celebrate Christmas, because someone made the ULTIMATE sacrifice. First by giving his only son, then dying. Not just some painless "die in your sleep" kinda thing, it was painful. A Crucifixion. Not very people would be willingly to do that for someone who didn't even deserve it. Selflessness.
In order to give all year long, you have be selfless for one thing. And you have to know what giving is. It's not tithing every pay check, it's more than just money. You can also give time and talents. Not just the ol' "help the old lady cross the street" but when someone needs help, to help them, even if out of your way and you'd rather not. Give them your time. Let them know you care. Talents are things you do well. Use your gifts to help others, and as a bonus you'll honor God. A song by Reliant K puts it this way:
I'll give, give until there's nothing else
Give my all until it all runs out
Give Give and I'll have no regrets
I'll give until there's nothing left
I'll give
One of the keys to Selflessness is Humility,not to be confused with humiliation. In the Book "Walking with Frodo" (yes, I have a LOTR devotional) it describes humiliation as "someone else putting you down" and Humility as "you putting yourself down." Humility's root word is Humus which means "dirt" can't get much lower than that, unless you go to the core of the earth. (which I don't think is possible)
Giving requires trust in God. Sometimes you'll wonder "If I do this I'm not sure I'll be able to do......" But you have to trust in God, because if you give him your time by doing something for someone else, he'll reward you. There are countless verses to back this up. Just flip open to Proverbs.
So in the Christmas rush remember to never lose sight of the one who was selfless enough to give all of us that perfect gift, the best gift you've EVER received or ever WILL receive.


P.S. Why does self have the word "elf" in it? Could it be that we all have a little elf within our self?

What people REALLy want for the twelve days of Christmas

Don't, please don't believe all this none sense about people giving their "true loves" birds in pear trees, guys hopping around or drumming, swans, doves, and girls milking cows, just to name a few. Honestly, if anyone gave me any of those things I'd give them a slap in the face and say, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" Really, what kind of person does that? Only two kinds of people type 1) people who live in whatever century that thought it was cool and romantic to give their love interest a bunch of random items. Type 2) Those who are definitely NOT thinking clearly by all means. I hope you neither 'cause that means you're either dead (which wouldn't be fun) or lost to the world. In case your wondering, "What am I going to get my true love now?" Well, that's why I am here to help I have rewritten the twelve days of Christmas:

On the First day of Christmas my True love gave to me:
A Lamborghini parked in the garage

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Two exciting books

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Three Pirate movies

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Four movie posters (or pretty pictures depending on what your into-Don't sing this in the song)

On the Fifth day of Christmas my true gave to me:
Five bags of Chocolate

On the Sixth day of Christmas my True love gave to me:
Six scented candles

On the Seventh day of Christmas my True love gave to me:
Seven packs of Post-its

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Eight black ink pens

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Nine cookie cutters

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Ten comic books (mostly Calvin and Hobbs 'cause they're the best)

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Eleven Thank-you notes

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
A Dozen Krispy Kreme's


......Now that we have that settled only one question remains: WHAT ARE THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS!?!?!?!?!!

Toast

Well today we got our first snow! A perfect day to go sledding, maybe it kinda melted in the middle of the day. Regardless, it's still cold and a perfect day to sit back have a cup of Hot Chocolate, Coffee, Cider, tea, whatever you prefer, (maybe all four) and have some toast. That's what I wished I would have done, but I had to go to Driver's Ed. POOP!!!!
Anyway what I wanted to say was that Toast is very important to me. It's one of my favorite snacks. It's AWESOME 'cause you have it with any beverage anytime of the year. My Speech next week is demonstrating how to make toast. Not every human can make good toast but THIS human can!

Step 1- Pick bread mostly on personal preference

Step 2- Put it in the toaster (don't worry it gets more complex) Once again you can have it burned, lightly toasted or it's-pretty-much-still-bread-but-a-smidgen-of-crunch-so-it's-toast.

Step 3- The millisecond it pops out get your butter and spread it, then melt it on the bread

Step 4- Jam it up with whatever you prefer, and remember less is more. You do not need a whole lot. It's like in Kindergarten when you'd glue things and the teacher would say, "Just a little dab will do ya." However you do want it spread evenly and cover most of the bread.

Step 5- Put cinnamon and sugar on, with good balance of sugar and cinnamon. Too much cinnamon, YUCK. Too much sugar, yum at first then UGH in five minutes. Make sure the cinnamon and sugar is almost melted into butter. Once again "A little dab will do ya."

Step 6- Don't be too eager to eat your prise. Eat the crust first and then work your way to the middle, 'cause that's the best part. Savor it.

See? That's how you make good quality Toast. It's a very special item. You can also have it with eggs, or put bacon and lettuce and tomato on it and you'll get something the Americans like to call the famous BLT. Toast is the best!!!!! Hopefully with my tips, you can it even better! I'm planning on majoring in Toast.

P.S. When your camping make it over the fire and get the lines checkered, it's real fun!

The Lord of the Remote

One remote to rule them all,

One remote to use,

One remote to bring them all

And all the buttons bind them.

This is the story of the universal remote (the shorter version)......

For years countless people speculated the existence of the universal remote. Some believed, others didn't. Until finally it just became a joke. Sure there was a "universal" remote for the television, sadly it did not, in fact control the universe. Searches began to find the universal remote. Some tried to make one one their own, however, all these attempts failed. Eventually the people began to despair at the thought that was no universal remote nor would there ever be. Until, one ordinary person made a extraordinary discovery.

One day Toby Sniggab was wandering out in forests near his home and he came across a remote in the woods.

"This is peculiar," he said. "I wonder what it does?" Some part of him, perhaps the left part, told him to that it would not be wise not to pick up the remote. For a moment he hesitated, but fortunately he picked it up. (Why was it fortunate? Because if he didn't then you wouldn't have a story to read) Thinking that maybe if he pressed a button it would tell him what the remote controlled, so he pressed pause, and the whole world froze.

His eyes grew wide at his discovery, "I've found the universal remote!" After the initial reaction of excited he soon thought it over, "What am I going to with it? What if the wrong people find out and want it to? They'd probably kill me for it! I should go to the wise Garndorf for help!" So off he ran with the remote in his hand to Garndorf's house.

As he approached Garndorf's house, Garndorf was out getting his mail. His head was looking inside the mailbox and his hand was halfway inside. Toby ran up and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Garndorf! I have something exciting to tell you." Garndorf didn't move.

"Garndorf? Come on! It's a fairy tale your not supposed to die!" Once again Garndorf didn't move. "ARGHH!!!! Why aren't you moving?!!?" He was just about to strike Garndorf with the remote when he remembered that he still had the world on freeze. So he pressed play and Garndorf finally moved.

They both went inside and Toby told Garndorf about the remote. Garndorf informed Toby that there was a Evil Lord that wanted the remote and was always looking for it. "You must destroy it!" Garndorf said.

"But where? How?" asked Toby.

"You must go to the remote factory and cast the universal remote back into the smelter. Only there can it be destroyed."

"I know I must do this, but I can't on my own," Toby sighed.

"No you most certainly can't!" Exclaimed Garndorf, "You'll need help. Especially because the Evil Lord will eventually find out and send his villainous Dorks after you."

After a while of talking they decided to create a band of loyal friends and family to accompany them. The group included Sam, Toby's gardener; Perry and Mippin, Toby's cousins; Stepper (actually that's just one of his many names) a friend of Garndorf who turns out to be a King; Limli, an elf; Gegolas, a dwarf; and finally Boredomear, just some random dude they found that wanted to go who was bored with his life. (hence his name) They called their group The Fellowship of the Remote.

Well I'm sure you can guess what happened, and to make this a lot shorter than three ginormous books, we'll cut things down. They eventually separated after a fight between the fellowship of the remote and the Dorks and soon only Toby and Sam were left with task they originally set out to accomplish.

Toby and Sam with the help of Cougher, their guide, who turned out to be not-so-great and betrayed them, arrived at the remote factory. (also Cougher was very attached to remote, because he owned it before and called it his "priceless") By this time Toby was starting to grow very fond of the remote and didn't want to give it up. When he reached the Smelter he debated on whether or not to throw the remote in and destroy or to keep it for himself. Before he could decided (he had Decision Making deficit disorder) Cougher came and stole the remote from him. Cougher was so happy that he jumped for joy, and accidentally fell into the smelter screaming, "Oooooooh Snaaaaaaaap!" all the way down. Until SPLAT he, and the remote melted. Ending the reign of the Evil Lord and restoring peace. And well, you guessed it, everyone lived happily ever after.... except the bad guys.

By the way....

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
hope you have a good day eating food, but most importantly remembering and honoring what your thankful for, that's the most important part and don't forget it!!!!!

I never understood why

I never understood why,

My siblings did what they did.

It all so strange to me,

After all, I was the youngest kid.

I never understood why,

They had so much homework to do.

Or why they complained about it so much,

I mean, wasn't it easy stuff to do?

I never understood why,

They always went out at night.

And then slept all through the morning,

Something definitely was not right.

I never understood why,

They didn't hang out with Mom and Dad.

Didn't they know how fun they were?

I guess they didn't realize, how sad.

I never understood why,

They often stayed after school.

Missing out Mom's cooked dinner?

It was almost like breaking a rule.

I never understood why,

They never played the right way,

No toys, stuffed animals or anything!

How did they survive everyday?

I used to never understand at all,

but now I most certainly do.

Sunday Lunch

So this was our guest this week a dinosaur, and he ate A LOT of salad.... as you can see.... (the liquidy stuff is salad dressing)

Dun Dun Duuun!!!

As I walk further down the hall, the laughter and chatter of the other hallway deceases. The busyness and light mood of the hallway disappears as well and is replaced with darkness and dismay. Instead of hearing happy conversations, there is silence. The people are replaced with nothing. The hall turns ominous, foreboding and appears endless. I slowly make my way down, each step is reluctant to go any further. I feel like my hands and feet are shackled in heavy iron chains dragging me to a place I do not want to go. As I travel down the dismal hallway, I see freedom, a set of stairs going down, to take me away from this dreaded place. I contemplate the risk of freedom. Should I go down the stairs and be free of this turmoil? Or should I continue going where I know I need to go? As I creep closer to the door that I despise to enter, the stairs look more and more liberating. I want to run down those stairs to be free of all my misery, but before I know what's happened, I've walked in the door of despair.
.....At least that's what I feel like when I walk to room 201.

NEW WINTER SPORT!

Wanna know what the new winter sport is?
Most people will like it, it doesn't involve running around outside freezing, in fact it's quite the opposite. The sport is reading.... at least that's what I consider it to be. Why winter? Isn't that what winter is all about? Getting into your PJ's at seven, hopping in bed, pulling up the covers to travel to another land by your imagination. (maybe even a cup of Hot Chocolate or Cider... mmm) Then after that just going to bed. Think about it. Exercising your mind without leaving the warmth of your bed! How cool is that! Doing something relatively healthy (except the Hot Chocolate/Cider part) without moving anything except your eyes. If it weren't for homework (UGH!) I'd read every night. It could even be an Olympic sport. How? You could get people to read then instead of being, "How fast you read" or "how well you comprehend what you read" it could be, "How much fun you had reading" 'cause that's really what reading (as well as any sport) is all about, to have fun. You could get a fun monitor. And if you lost, it wouldn't matter 'cause you had fun! That's what I think anyway......
P.S. Yes, for all you tea and Coffee drinkers you can read and have coffee and tea, just as well as any other hot beverage... it has to be hot... it's winter, you don't drink lemonade.

Halloween Costume tips

Alright so I do know that, yes, Halloween is passed, but you can still use these tips, if you remember them and if you do but next Halloween I'll give you brownie points, if you remember that I'll give you brownie points if you remember these tips.

• Tip 1: You have to be able to search and to search long and hard. Sometimes to best of costumes are in the bottom of your closet. You have to look and learn to ask for things. Having lots of friends with variety of fashion styles helps a lot, but if you don't, you can always go to the Good Will. (maybe get some friends there) However, if you don't find anything at the Good Will AND you don't have any friends, well, there's not much I can do for ya, except maybe ask some enemies for clothes.
• Tip 2: Along with searching for things you have to be able to settle for less. You won't always find the exact thing, but you CAN always find something that close enough that works.
• Tip 3: If all of the above don't work, you have to accept defeat. In which case you can go with what you got, or find something else to be. If you don't have one element of a certain costume, like not having boots for a pirate costume, just go with out. Although if it's a critical item, it's not going to work. If your going to be a Cowboy and you don't boots or a hat, it's not gonna work for you, you should go as "Look, I was trying to be a Cowboy, but my boots and hat from kindergarten don't fit and this is the only other thing I got."
• Tip 4: It is absolutely essential to have the attitude of whatever you are. Your costume is an absolute FAILURE if you can not play the part. If you're a pirate you can't walk or talk like yourself, you have to walk and talk like a pirate. If your a Cowboy but you ain't good at that whole accent thing you can't be a Cowboy Partner. Once you get into that costume you are that thing until you take it off. All kinds of costumes and Halloweens are ruined every year because people fail to act like their character. It does not work people, you can't do it. So don't be a pirate if you can't BE a pirate. It's all about attitude.
• Tip 5: Be creative. Don't do what every else does. Don't be the normal vampire, go against the gain. Also go against the normal stereotype, when I was a pirate did you see a eye-patch? NO! because it's such a cliche pirate thing. There were probably A LOT of pirates without peg legs, eye-patches, and hooked hands. So think for yourself, don't let other people tell you what to do. It's your Halloween be who YOU want to be, don't follow the crowd. I know you can be creative. It's not hard. Go as your Mom if you have to, that's creative and easy. You just say, "Hey Mom can I borrow some clothes?" I don't care! Just something, anything outside the norm.

......So I hope you listen to my tips and get ready for Halloween for next year so you don't have to throw together a costume at the last minute.... oh and HAVE FUN!!!

Pirates!!!!

Black snow boots that barely fit: free

Black pants that you only bought for band concerts that always get tons of dog hair on them: freeish

Red Sash, vest and bandana borrow from your neighbor: free

Belt from someone in your family: free

Shirt from your Dad: free

Duct tape sword and sheath: free

Being a Pirate for Halloween:priceless..... okay so maybe the whole thing was some-what free but hey, you get the idea

We are the Pirates that got some attitude, we just stand there and look real piratety

And if you ask us to do anything we'll just tell you, "We got attitude"

Ne're mess with a pirate! ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Changes

Just one question: Do you like my new Blog background
Yay
~OR~
Nay
......I couldn't decided whether to keep it the same or change it... What should I do???

Halloween

Whether you are for or against Halloween you gotta admit, it is one cool idea. I mean basically you get candy just for dressing up as anything in the world you ever want to dress up as. How cool is that? It's almost like Homecoming Week, (which is almost a Holiday itself) except you don't have the regulations, like on Hillbilly day, when your only allowed to dress up as a Hillbilly. Of course, the whole reason why anyone would ever want to dress up as anything (despite the fact that it's fun) is for candy. People will do anything for candy, especially little kids. As you get older people act the same way about money. Hey! They should have a Holiday where you dress up and go door-to-door and get money! Wait... I think they do it's called "Door-to-door sales" or something like that.

Haha!!!

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Boredom turns into a learning process

I don't really have anything spectacular to blog about, but I also don't have anything to do. I could read, but I don't feel like it and you can't read unless you feel like it. I haven't learned anything "WOW!" that everybody can apply to their lives. (I mean everybody else saw that stupid door) Unless you count that when you're looking up words in the Spanish Dictionary, you should double-check to make sure the word is not in the dictionary before you concluded that it isn't and therefore not complete the rest of your assignment. I learned that one this week. Guess how?.... which makes me realize that I do have something to talk about..... Learning.
What makes you learn somethings fast and other things we have to learn over and over and over and over and get smacked in head a couple times and then over and over and over again. I mean it didn't take me twice to learn that if I put my hand on the stove when it says "Hot" I might get burned.... okay so it did, but heat is a relative measure. It might be hot to you, but not to me. So I always have to see if it really is hot or if "they" just think it is. However, I don't stand there for an hour with my hand on the stove thinking "Hmm.... I'm still not sure if it's hot or not maybe a few more minutes.... Oh Snap! My hand's melted on the stove... again... MOM!" Give me some credit, I'm smarter than that! Usually if it's hot I pull my hand away. I can decide in if it's hot in less than two seconds, which I'm rather proud of.
Another thing about learning is what I call "persistent learning." Just to clear thing up I think persistence is a very admirable trait in most cases, like William Wilberforce trying to abolish the slave trade. But in other cases it's just stupid. No matter how many times you try you can not defy gravity on your bike going off your roof. (or try to get the words "can not" to bold and italicise on your blog... GRRR!) You can play Super-cool-get-the-ladies-even-though-they-don't- care-stunt-man all your life but it's not gonna work... dude. How many times to you have to almost die before you can get that through your head.
As soon as they get of the hospital they say, "Dude, I almost got it last time. Let's go again!" That is where you slap in the head and say, "DUDE! When are you gonna learn?"
If there's one thing I've learned in school it's that often times you have to repeat what you say at least three times before people will soak it in their heads. If there's one thing I've learned in school it's that often times you have to repeat what you say at least three times before people will soak it in their heads. If there's one thing I've learned in school it's that often times you have repeat what you say at least three times before people will soak it in their heads.
Also, what seems like the easiest, most basic thing, is usually the hardest, mainly because you think it's hard because it's so easy and you over analyze.
Most of the time we will have to learn things over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, because we're humans. We mess up.... a lot and when we mess up we learn either, not to do it again or we earn it after a couple times. And like everything there's a Short-cut, you can learn from other people's mistakes, that way you don't have to make them yourself. No matter what, you will always learn and you will always make the same mistake on something. That's why there's something called forgiveness. Ain't that nice?
.......So, what did you learn?

If I was a Pirate

If I was a Pirate,

I'd sail the seven seas.

I'd pillage and I'd plunder,

And do whatever I so please.

I'd get a vicious crew,

Of villains and cutthroats.

We'd plunder defenseless vessels,

And even burn their boats.

I'd be the Captain of my crew,

They'd never slack or sigh.

And if they disobeyed me,

Well, then they would die.

I'd acquire all kinds of treasures,

And hoard all of my wealth.

Of course I'd give the crew some,

But I'd kept most of it myself.

I wouldn't follow any rules.

I wouldn't show up on time.

And If I were to write a poem,

It would not even rhyme.

I'd never have to do chores,

I'd leave that to my mates.

I'd make them swab the deck,

And wash and dry the plates.

I'd be the best Pirate,

Ever to sail the sea!

Everyone in the world,

Would tremble in fear of me.

...But I'm not a Pirate,

I'm just sitting here at home.

I'll probably never be a Pirate,

So that's the end of this poem.

P.S. I thought of this on my spare time, walking from Geometry to Speech... Hey, it's a long walk what else am I supposed to do?....

The Storytelling Gene

My Grandpa passed away this week. My parents went to his memorial service in Wisconsin. My parents returned last night and as I was going to bed my Dad said, "Your Grandpa didn't leave any money or anything in his will, but he did leave you one thing, he left you with the storytelling gene." Which I think is a WHOLE lot cooler than being left money or anything else. There's so much you can do with storytelling than you can't do with material things. The Bible is a good example. In a way the Bible is like a giant story, and it's last thousands and thousands of year. No other thing on earth has those kind of bragging rights. If I was going to be a inanimate object I'd want to be the Bible. Anyway that's one thing I'll always remember about my Grandpa, his stories.

P.S. I also believe that EVERYONE can tell stories, you just start with the beginning and end with "The End." However, it does take a certain amount of.... whatever.... storytellingness ....I guess to tell a story...

Sunday Lunch once again

Okay so our Sunday guest this week is Benjamin Franklin. My oldest sister actually brought him. What you might not have known about Mr. Franklin is that he has amputated arm. Ben (as his friends call him) really likes bread, as you can see.

Random thought before Bed 'cause there's nothing else to do

okay... what to talk about???.... OH SNAP!!! I should've done laundry today... oh well.... SNAP!!! I guess it turns out that it's 9:10 instead of 9:00 like I thought and I'm tired an wanna go to bed, plus my hands are really cold and it's hard to type with cold hands 'cause then you alwasy mess yup on you wordsf and gett crazy thing like I'm tires instead of I'm tired. And when your tired your grammar gettings badder and badder. anyway so Good-night I'm (yawn) sleepy. If you reading this at 12 o'clock GET TO BED!!!!! So you can GO TO CHURCH!!! and not FALL ASLEEP!!!! I LIKE PUTTING CAPITALS IN MY BLOGS RANDOMLY IT THROWS PEOPLE OFF!!! 'CAUSE THEN THEY'RE LIKE "WHAT?" AND I'M LIKE "EXACTLY" anyway... 10-4 over and out

New Definition

Last night at SWAT, Students Working Among Teens (A.K.A. youth group leadership) we were asked to define the word Abomination... well we decided to break the work up into it's little roots and prefixes and suffixes and here's what we got:

A- against, not, lacking

Bom- something that is totally cool

Tion- since it's pronounced shun that's what it means
.....so the REAL definition is as follows

Abomination- to shun something that is not totally cool

Sentence: She is abominationing the new girl at school.
....so now you've learned a new definition and how to figure out definitions of words when you don't know them....

P.S. If you want to know the real definition there's a handy tool called a dictionary that YOU can use....

Lunch... again

As you can see we had another guest during lunch. This time it was Moses. In this picture Moses is helping himself to the salad. What you probably didn't know about Moses was that he was the biggest sinner in the bible...... he broke all of the ten commandments at once...... HAHAHAAA...... yeah..... never mind..... got that one in an e-mail....

Definitions

I found some interesting definitions to common words. It's kinda makes you think, and that's always good even if it hurts.

Majesty-Sovereign power, authority or dignity.
Isn't this a perfect adjective for God?

Love- unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for others. To feel a passion, devotion or tenderness for. A score of zero in Tennis.
....okay so the last one maybe not THAT amazing, but the other ones sure make you think.

Serve- to render obedience and worship

Worship- adoring reverence or regard
.....not just singing

Surrender- to yield to the possession of power of another
.....as in surrendering everything to God

Doncha love the Dictionary.... er really like the dictionary.... I do not have a passion, devotion, or tenderness for a book....

Radom thoughts while waiting for pizza

Random Thought #1
How much would it suck to be a dog?... seriously getting the same food everyday... not even having a choice of what you want to eat. Not even being able to chose where you want to go or what you want to do. What if you don't want to go for a walk but your owner does?... well too bad 'cause you're goin' anyway! I'm glad I'm a human

#2
I know some of you have heard this one... but... Did you ever stop to think about that if you didn't have cheeks (on your face) then you wouldn't be able to eat? It's true! You would not be able to eat all your food will fall out!....although it would be funny to watch.

#3
Pawaka Gonjuga Honka Wonka Poklu Fawahooha!

#3
Ees fi ouy nac erugif tuo siht edoc. Einworb stniop fi ouy od. Neht ew nac klat ot hcae rehto. NUF!!!

#4(or five depending on how observant you are)
Anotherthoughtishowimportantitistospacebetweenyourwords'causeIrememberinlike1stgradenoonedid...nowIknowwhy
teachersalwayswantedyoutospaceit'ssoconfusingtoread

#5
I've never really like fall, until this year. I guess it's 'cause... well actually I don't know the cause, but I like fall this year. It's so pretty! I love the colors, even if it is getting colder, and darker.

#6
LOOK BEHIND YOU!!!! IT'S A ELEPHANT!!!!!!! .....don't lie.... you looked...

#7
I wonder how you would swim in outer space?...speaking of swimming. Let's talk about Speedos Guys SPEEDOS are GROSS!!! I don't care if all the super-cool swimmer dudes wear them if you have one in your house... get up and BURN IT RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!... Do a deed for society...

#8
I like Hot Chocolate, that's one good thing about winter.

#9
Well, I think the Pizza's ready

#10
I just had to have ten random thoughts

Radom thoughts while waiting for

Persuasive Speech

I have to do a persuasive speech in my speech class, but I have the same problem as Calvin, "I'm right everybody else is always wrong. What's there to argue?"....so if you have any ideas tell me..... although I have to get a topic by tomorrow... so anyway... I was just bored... and I didn't want to go upstairs to do the dishes.

Time

I was at Silverwood this weekend. Of course I had fun, (I mean come on it's Silverwood, it's illegal to not have fun) but I wish I had more time. I went on Panic Plunge (AMAZING!!!!!!!) and I was going to go again, but since I was with my Youth Group we have to be back at the Bus at a certain time otherwise we're severely beaten. (not really) So part of the group I was in wanted to ride Panic Plunge again, but I thought we wouldn't have time, so I rode the Tilt-a-Whirl again. Then when I got back to the bus the Panic Plunge people were already there, so I was really mad, but whatever, the point is I ran out of time.
How many times do we run out of time when we do things? It's almost like we're constantly running out time. We didn't do this because we ran out time. We forgot this because we ran out of time. Sometimes it could've been avoided by managing our time better, but sometimes we just ran out of time.
Or maybe we didn't run out of time, we wasted it. I know I've done a lot of this, I get to the end of my day and say "HOLY COW! I've done nothing all day!" I must admit sometimes I feel proud of this and sometimes it's good, kinda therapeutic. However, I also must say that if everyday is being spent either running out of time or wasting it, what are you going to do at the end of your life? Say, "Oh Snap, maybe I should've been more productive with my time." 'Cause your only given so much and you don't even know how much you got. Which makes it kinda hard because with everything else in life your always given a time frame or limit so you know how much you have.
But it also makes it more motivating because you think, "I want to do as much as I can with all the time I got." I know this is kinda morbid, but if you don't think about it sooner or later, you'll run out of time or waste it and it's better sooner. Because someday your going to give an account for your time and it's doesn't impress God (or anyone else) if you spent all ninety-five years of your life watching Star-Trek reruns, instead of doing God's work. Anyway just some food for thought about making sure you don't waste or run out of your God-given but to use it for God.

The best quote about time (other than the Bible) is from... you guessed it... Lord of the Rings. In the movie The Fellowship of the Ring, Gandalf is talking to Frodo and he says, "All you have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to you." And it's true, you can waste it, run out of it, or make good use of it. It's really up to you to decide.

Lunch

We had a legendary figure eat lunch with us today, John Smith. Yeah, what you probably didn't know about John was that he really likes cheese.... a lot! I think next week we'll have Moses vist us.

Kaylee's Grand Adventures: The search for prepositions

I woke up this morning and decided to look for prepositions. Don't ask me why it just seemed like a fun thing to do. A good way to spend the day. So I packed a lunch and headed outside.
I was thinking about where I would start to look, then I thought, "The Park! A perfect place to start." So I went to the park. I looked above the jungle gym. I walked across the monkey bars. I searched along the side-walk. I went among the kids playing. I ran around the swing set. At eleven o'clock, I sat down to eat lunch before I got too hungry. I ate my sandwich thinking of the next place I would continue my search.
After lunch I concluded to proceed my search throughout the business of the city. So I threw my leftovers in the garbage, (because I'm a good citizen) and went downtown. I went behind Wal-Mart. I walked below and on the bridge and swam beneath the waters. I traveled beside and between the streets. I tried to look beyond the exterior and into the interior of things. I strolled by the school and down by the river. I wandered inside and outside of numerous buildings. I crossed parking lots and went into stores. I hunted over and on top of houses. I walked past Fifth Street, and near McDonalds and farther than you'd think a person could. I trotted through people's yards and to their front door. (which some weren't happy about)
I look, searched, and hunted until every bone in my body ached and stung with pain. It was in this moment that I decided to give up the search. I went from near to far. I looked up, down, over and under everything. Now I was done. I arrived back home and went into my room and there, under my bed was a preposition.

There might be some of you saying to yourself, "What the HECK was that all about?" I'm sorry to say this but you are probably those insane, weird, math people, in which case, you better not hurt your precious left-sided brain thinking about it. Although you left-brained people are much better at math and all that other smart stuff, we right-brained people are so much more cooler, creative, AND funnier. Sorry to burst your bubble!

P.S. In case you took me wrong, I DO NOT in anyway, mean that right-brained aren't smart. Of course we're smart!!! DUH!!! Don't EVER think that you, a right-brained person, as non- intelligent. Like I said we're smart, cool, creative, and funny, and that's not even the half of it!

The Best Kind of Analogy, One from Lord of The Rings

Okie-Dokie, so last night I was watchin' Lord of the Rings (LOTR) in honor of Bilbo and Frodo's Birthday. I was watching the scene with his birthday party, one of my favorites because you meet Merry and Pippin and they're some of coolest hobbits ever! Anyway after Bilbo gives his "Farewell speech" (that contains a great opening, "I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like half of you half as well as you deserve.") he goes back to his home with the ring on and Gandalf is there. Bilbo is about to leave, when Gandalf asks him if he's planning on taking the ring with him. Bilbo says that he is leaving the ring, then he realizes that the ring is in his pocket. Bilbo and Gandalf argue about whether or not Bilbo should leave the ring. Finally Bilbo yells at Gandalf "You want it for yourself!" To which Gandalf replies "Bilbo Baggins! Don't take me for some conjurer of cheap tricks! I am not trying to rob you!...... I'm trying to help you." At this point Bilbo realizes that when Gandalf says to leave the ring behind, it's for his own good, because he cares for Bilbo. Gandalf also knows that if he keeps the ring, it will destroy him. He also tells Bilbo, "All these years we've been friends, tell me, did I ever once steer you wrong? Let it go." So what's the analogy, it's sometimes the same with us and God.
We can have something our own personal "ring" that we have grown so fond of, but we love it so much we don't realize the damage it's doing to us. Then God comes and tells us to get rid of it, and we get upset because we think God is trying to keep us from fun, or whatever. We don't see the danger, but God does. And when we get mad at him for stopping us, he says "I am not trying to rob you.... I'm trying to help you." God knows it'll destroy us, and he doesn't want it to happen because he loves. Sometimes we respond like Bilbo and say, "Yep God your right." But sometimes we might not, and if we don't it could lead to our destruction, or the destruction of others. (Like Gollum) Bilbo also trusted Gandalf and trusted that Gandalf knew what he was doing, and it ended up saving him. It's the same with God, if we trust him, (because he has never steered anybody wrong) we will end up living "Happily ever after" just like Bilbo.

Happy Birthday!

Today is the birthdays of two very important people. The older one is rather adventurous, although he lost his good reputation for it. He also is quiet clever, and saved his friends numerous times from near fatal situations. He's parties are some of the best as well.

The other is considerably younger, but nonetheless a hero. He overcame all odds to save the world, and put his very life in jeopardy. He has several very good friends who would risk their very lives for him. He is also very perseverant and wise beyond his age.
Who is it?
Bilbo and Frodo Baggins!!!

P.S. This thing needs to get a new spell checker or somethin' 'cause it that "perseverant" is a word isn't a word!!!! AGH! It's driving me crazy!! I know it's word! It's in the dictionary! I also know dumber isn't a word! I know what I'm talking about! I always do! .... and for those of you who are still in doubt September and November DO rhyme and so does January and February! ...... that's my story and I'm stickin' to it!

Searching for X

I'm a detective. Missing cases is my speciality. One day I use got a interesting one. The man came into my office, he was a math teacher. He told me that 2x+6=10, however the problem was he couldn't find X.
I got one the job right away. I looked all sorts of places where X was seen last, the book, notes, even tried to find it on the white board, but it had been erased. After doing some more digging I found the solution and I knew exactly what to do. I looked once again at the equation that contained the missing X
2x+6=10
I subtracted the six from ten and ended up with:
2x=4
Then I divided the four by two, and found X
2x=4/2
X=2
I found it! I had found X!!!!! I reported my finding to the math teacher who thanked me profusely, I said it was no problem and part of my job. I put the case file into my desk drawer with the others, another mystery solved!

......anyway that's how I do my math problems.

Exciting Day!!!

After school today I went to my old Junior High to see my other teachers. I had to walk home, which isn't really that far. So, I was walking along, and all of a sudden a Black Eclipse came careening down the road, followed by a silver Crossfire. The driver of the black Eclipse, who I couldn't see, was shooting at the other driver. Gun shots rang out and the tires to the Crossfire were blow out, and the car flipped several times, then landed on the side.
Part of the car was on fire, I ran over to see if the driver was alright, and the black car stopped further up on the road. A man crawled out coughing.
"Are you okay?" I asked
"Yeah," he coughed, "Is he still there?"
"You mean that black car? Why is trying to shoot you? What's going on?"
"No time for questions." He said. "Here. Take this." He put a small SanDisk USB Port into my hand with a note that had a address.
I look at him, not sure of what to do, "How do I know if your the good guy?"
"Trust me," he said, "If I was the bad guy, you'd be dead right now."
"That doesn't help me, 'cause I don't trust you."
The man had no time to answer my question, because an burst of gunfire came out from the car and shattered what was left of the windshield. The man grabbed me and thew me to ground to protect me from another volley of bullets.
"Would a good guy do that?" He asked. I thought through all the movies and books I had watched and read and concluded that usually, when the bad guy is cornered like this they ask the other guy to come out, instead of shoot.
"I guess not." I answered
"Right. Now this very important. Just walk out and go to this address, but act calmly and casually."
"Won't he shoot at me?" I wondered.
"Not unless he knows you have this, which you won't let happen will you?"
"No."
"Good, when I say I go, go."
I nodded in understanding. The man looked up over the car. Then dodged several bullets flew above his head, then stopped.
"Go! Go!" He yelled waving for me to go.
I came out behind the car, with the disk in my hidden in my hand. (I didn't find time to put it my pocket) Another man was sitting the Eclipse, window rolled down, and a gun poking out. He waved friendly to me, I waved back to not draw attention. Then it happened, I was holding so tightly to the disk, I decided to release my grip because it was cramps, and the disk dropped to the road. Unfortunately, the other man saw. He pointed the gun to me and I heard the shot being fired. I stood there, awaiting the bullet, but I didn't feel it. Instead I saw a bullet ricochet off the black car's window and the man duck inside. That's when I saw my chance.
I picked up the USB port and ran. All was good until I heard a car start. Behind he was coming, I tried to run faster, but I couldn't out run a car. He can screeching by me rolled down he window, gun aimed. He fired, I ducked. I stood up as fast as I could and continued running, this time the car was in front of me.
He tried to shot me again, this time, I dove onto the back of the car. I held on for dear life, as the driver swerved trying to throw me off. I tried to think of ideas, and then I got it. I got a piece of paper from my pocket that had the address on it. I also got out my lighter that I usually carried with me, for no particular reason other than it's cool, and in case, useful. I rolled up the piece of paper. Then while still trying to holding on, I open the lid to the gas, and then unscrewed the lid to the gas tank. I stuck the rolled up paper in it, light it fire, which was difficult on a moving car, I had to stop several times because when the driver took a few shots at me, but I eventually got it. After I lit the paper I jumped off, into a yard, the yard that contained the same address as the one on the paper I received. Before I went to the door, I looked down the road as the car blew up and made a deafening explosion.
After I delivered the disk, I came outside and the man that gave me my mission shook my hand and said, "Well done."
"You saw that?" I replied, thinking he had been back at his car the whole.
"Of course. I must admit I was surprised."
"Thanks... oh and thanks also for... you know when I dropped the disk... he could have shot me."
"That's what I do." He said. There was an awkward pause and I said, "Well I'd better go." As I turned around he said "I might have a job for you." And If I told you the rest I'd have to shoot you."


Well.... you probably figured out, that wasn't true.... as much as it would be cool and awesome, it didn't happen. (And least I won't tell you if you did or didn't)..... but would you rather have that kind of made-up story or the boring, sad truth?

Kaylee's Science Law of Understanding

How many times have you wondered, "How does that work?"
....duh, of course you have.... And following this question only two things happen
1. You never figure it out
2. Someone waaaay beyond your intelligence level (which sometimes may not take much) tries to explain it you, and you end up more confused than you did before. (that's usually the part where you and nod and act like you know what's going on but in your mind your thinking. "Huh? I have no idea what this person is talking about? Are they even speaking English? What is a Phosolyitical?")
Well, if this has happened to you, which it probably has, and if it hasn't you really shouldn't be reading this Blog, but rather saving the world's problems, ....anyway...I have a solution! Next time your so confused about something you don't know what planet your on (Earth) just tell yourself "It's Magic!" There problem solved! So say someone comes up to you and says, "Why is the sky blue?" Instead of saying, "I don't know 'cause I'm an idiot." You can just say, "Magic" see?
Or how about when your teacher asks, "How do move the x over to the other side?"
Answer: MAGIC!!!!
This will solve all your problems instead of not knowing and feeling stupid, you can have a answer, it might not be right, but it's better than, "Well I dunno" So now you can answer any question! I bet your glad I'm such a genius right? Well you might be asking, "How in the world did she get so smart?"
My answer? Magic.... and that's all you'll ever need to know!

Just a few thoughts....

Okay so here's one of those things that everyone always asks around this time of year.... if "Labor Day" was really "Labor Day" we'd be working our butts off all day. Instead we are encouraged to not work so, technically it should be called "No Labor Day" or "Free of Labor day" or "Zip-a-dee-do-dah we don't have to work today" So I came up with other things that for one day we should be without:

• No Math Day
• No Homework Day
• No Mushroom Day
• No Annoying People Day
• No Waiting For Anything Day

Here's some other should be days:

• Chocolate Day
• Cute Puppy Day
• Happy Day
• Bacon Day
• Everyone stay home and Read day
• Everyone stay home and sleep day
• Everyone stay home and watch T.V. or movies day
• Everyone run through nice, soft, grass with your bare feet day
• National picnic day

Anyway those are just ideas.

The Coolest guys

Ever wonder what I thought of as the coolest guys ever.... well even if you didn't your gonna find out. And if you still don't care well you can just stop reading this.

Coolest guy in the Bible
Most people might say David, Paul or Peter, but I think it's a slightly lesser known individual, Elisha. (not Elijha) Elisha was pretty much Elijah's apprentice. Elijah just goes up to Elisha one day and says, "Your gonna be my successor so pack your bags and let's go." and Elisha asks, "Can I say bye to my mom and dad?" Elijah answers, "Yeah just don't forget to come back" So Elisha says "Bye Mom! Bye Dad! I'm gonna go be a prophet!" and they say, "Bye have fun!" ...oh and he burns a sacrifice. (1 Kings chapter 19)
Anyway so after awhile Elijah's is going to go to heaven and he tells Elisha, "I'm going to Bethel. Stay here." and Elisha says "Nope I'm going with you." and he does the same thing when Elijah goes to Jericho and Jordan. Then finally Elijah and Elisha know they have to say good-bye and Elijah asks "What can I do for you before I go to heaven?" and Elisha says "I wanna be like you." So Elijah tells him that he has to watch him be taken away for that to happen. So then a chariot of fire comes and takes Elijah away. (How cool would that be!) Then he takes Elijah's coat, which somehow got left. and goes to the river and shouts "Where's Elijah?" and hits the water and it parts and he crosses over. (2 Kings chapter 2)
After Elijah's gone Elisha does some REALLY cool miracles like sanitizing poisoned water, healing people, raising the dead, making a axe that fell to the bottom of the river float up, and the almost everlasting oil jug. But another thing about Elisha is, well, I guess you'd say he's a feeler. For example, one time there was a King who was dying and he sent his messenger Hazael to ask Elisha if he was gonna make it and Elisha say "Yeah, he's gonna be fine.... actually he's gonna die and your gonna be King." Then Elisha starts crying and Hazael asks "What's wrong?"
"I know what your going to do to my people your going to kill them." And Hazael is shocked and says, "What kinda sick animal do you think I am? I won't hurt anybody."
And then Hazael goes back and tells the King that He'll be fine. And that night the King dies because "someone" took a towel and soak it in water and suffocated the King. (which is actually a pretty creative idea) But anyway Elisha is a cool guy and you read his whole story in 2 Kings chapter 2-13. Yeah he gets 11 chapters that's how cool he is.

Coolest guy in History (Not that the bible isn't history but you know what I mean)
William Wilberforce. Aside from having a awesomely cool name, William has a awesomely cool story. He fight tremendous odds to stop the slave trade. He goes through all kinds of adversity and despite it all he still keeps going and wins!!! The movie about him (which a movie you have see a billion times before you die) comes out this weekend called Amazing Grace on August 31st. And you should also watch it to understand William's whole story 'cause I can't write it down here and make it as good as the movie.

Coolest Guy in Fiction
Most of you who know me, already know what I'm going to say, Samwise Gamgee. He's without a doubt the coolest guy in fiction. (sadly it is fiction) In a way he's kind of like Elisha because where ever his master, Frodo, goes he follows. And he's also like William Wilberforce because he continues to press on no matter what. And he's always watching out for Frodo. He never goes anywhere without Frodo and everything he does is to help Frodo. A perfect example of servant hood. Here are some of the best "Sam" moments:
"He [Sam] bent over Frodo rousing him gently. Frodo groaned; but with a great effort of will he staggered up; and then fell upon his knees again. He raised his eyes with difficulty to the dark slopes of mount Doom towering above him, and then pitifully he began to crawl forward on his hands.
Sam looked at him and wept in his heart, but no tears came to his dry and stinging eyes. 'I said I'd carry him, if it broke my back,' he muttered, 'and I will!'
'Come, Mr. Frodo!' he cried. 'I can't carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he'll go.'
As Frodo clung upon his back arms loosely about his neck, legs clasped firmly under his arms, Sam staggered to feet; and then to his amazement he felt the burden light. " ~The Return of the King (book)

"'It's like in the great stories Mr. Frodo the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn't want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened? But in the end it's only a passing thing, this shadow, even darkness must pass. A new day will come and when the sun shines it'll shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand, I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn't they kept going, because they were holding on to something.'
'What are we holding on to Sam?'
'That there's some good in this world Mr. Frodo, and it's worth fighting for!'" Two Towers (movie)
So yup, see why Sam's so cool. Just read the books or watch the movie and you'll find other reasons why Sam is the coolest made-up guy EVER!!!

Okie-dokie so school's startin' soon and EVERY BODY'S askin' me on whether or not I'm excited most of the time I say "yes" because the balance beam of favor always tips slightly more on excited's side. But here's the real reasons, feelings... whatever you wanna call 'em

Excited for School
1. Because then I can do something much more productive with my day other than reading, watching T.V., and eating. Although we A LOT of the activities mentioned at school. But there is always a reason besides just personal entertainment.... because BOY HOWDY I would not call some of the stuff we watch and read entertainment. And school lunch is a long way off from being scrumptious.

2. I'm really excited for journalism. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

3. I'm really for the challenge of school, because if anything school is that. But I'm ready for it bring it on I say!!! I feel like it's the being of a race and I'm just waitin' for the starter's gun to go off so I can tear across the field. (field's are cooler places to race then a borin' 'ol track)

Not Excited
1. Getting up early and going to bed late.

2. homework, tests, and finals the only thing I'm not ready for when it comes to the challenge of school.

3. Although there are some people I'm looking forward to seeing, there are those who I'd be really happy to find out that they moved over the summer. (and some that I'm praying they leave) In some ways enemies aren't that different from friends in the sense that you say good-bye to one and say hello to another. Enemies are also like mosquitoes 'cause you can never get rid of them, but unlike mosquitoes there's no repellent ....and it's against the law to kill 'em.

4. School lunch, which sometimes can hardly be classified as lunch but rather "What the heck is this nasty thing in front of me that looks like it got chewed by the lawn mower, only to be run over several times by a semi, then go down the garbage disposal five times and somehow managed to end up on my plate.... oh look it still moving!!!!!"

But as you can see I'm still excited... even though the list of bads is longer than goods the goods is stronger by emotion..... actually maybe not.... school is a little tiring....... well it's not like I got much of choice do I?..... it's the classic "You don't have to like it you just gotta do it." or "It builds character" as Calvin's dad would say.... and you know well how he turned out.....

The painful truth.... Don't read if you want to remain ignorant

Once upon a time there was a castle in a place that doesn't exist. That contained princes and princesses that don't exist. One day a unreal prince rescued a princess that was just made up for this story from a nonexistent dragon. How about I tell a story that could actually happen?... okay.

Once upon a time there was a guy named Fred. Fred grow up went to school then college. One day he got married and worked almost everyday until he died. The End

Now do you understand why we like the made up stuff?

The Reason why (if you haven't figured it out why yet)
Our real lives our boring and routine so we want entertainment that doesn't happen often (or ever) so we can get a break from reality. We DO want stories about unreal people, unreal places, and unreal circumstances.
The sum up of why.
Your real life sucks and is unexciting and you need something to entertain you for two hours so you don't think about your uneventful life.

P.S. Sorry if I burst your bubble. Please excuse me while I lament my findings by watching all three Lord of the Rings extended version, while eating box after box of Oreo cookies, and gain pound after pound, and cry tear after tear finally realizing that my hero Sam never was and I'll never get to meet him.

Trip highlights... or maybe just memorable things

Pita Bread
One of the things we did in Portland was we went to Lebanese restaurant. One of the things they served was Pita Bread which is REALLY REALLY REALLY good. The next night my parents went reunioning and I was left in the Hotel.... with Cable T.V. So I decided to microwave some bread along with this sauce that you dip the bread in. Well apparently the "seconds" were actually "minutes" and as you know there's a BIG difference between twenty seconds and twenty minutes. Fortunately it didn't go the whole twenty minutes, but I was slightly preoccupied with the sauce. And when I looked up the bread was in the microwave...... smoking. I took it out and waving my hands around it blowing the smoke off. (No, the fire alarm did NOT go off. Thank Goodness)

Fun by the Creek
At my Grandparents they have a creek by some old train trestles. We went down there and there was a tower made from rocks. Well we (meaning the "boys" mainly) threw rocks at the tower to knock it down. Of course they could've just just went over and knocked it down without throwing objects at it, but of course we had to do it the hard way. But every time someone knocked something down there was a big "Oooh" and "Awww" and applause from the spectators. (us "girls")

Shopping
On Wednesday while my parents went to Canada (Canada eh?) I went shopping with my Grandma. We bought necessary stuff like pencils, colored pencils, notebooks etc. for school, but most of was unnecessary "Fun" stuff (so in case it is necessary because having fun is necessary for life and survival) like books and Cd's (which I'm listening to now)

Although I did have fun with everything else, one of the funnest parts was just "hanging out" with my family, including all my grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. Sitting around with everyone eating flowers. (one of our activities since my oldest sister informed us that they were edible) 'Cause I got a pretty cool family.

P.S. It was also nice to take a walk alone in the "woods" a nice refreshment..... "Aaaaaahhhhh."
P.P.S. It was also nice to have 70 degree weather another "Aaaaaahhhh" moment.

Fun Game

This is a really fun game especially on really long car trips. (after all my grandparents do live 8 hours away) I think this might have been invented by Dave or Michelle. The really nice thing about our family is we have to ability to create thing to entertain us for 8 hours. (some of these "game" included picking on the little sister) And of course this was "back in the day" when portable DVD player weren't invented, much less DVDs. So there we were in the car, Dad's stories probably not exciting anymore, everyone sick of listening to Odyssey tapes (except me) and sick of all the other games we played which involved cars (so we were probably by Othello or some non-highway place) and of course the only one playing the alphabet game was Dad. So we came up with this game.
You take a title let's say "Lord of the Rings" and you replace a word in the title with another word, (I've found that cheese works the best) and you get "Lord of the Cheese" and maybe even Pirates of the Cheese: Curse of the black Cheese, Dead man's Cheese and At World's Cheese
Live Free or Die cheese
I know who killed cheese
Chronicles of Cheese
Cheese-man
Harry Potter and the Order of the Cheese
Cheese Almighty
Ocean's Cheese
Gone with the Cheese
A Cheese to Remember
The Princess Cheese
Finding Cheese
Charlie and the Cheese Factory
The Sword in the Cheese
Romeo and Cheese
A Midsummer's Night Cheese
Little Cheese
Pride and Cheese
It's a Wonderful Cheese
...... well you get the idea..... a very fun game..... and you can even play it by yourself!!!... if only there was a way to make money off it.........

A very important word......

I think I've discovered a seemingly unimportant word that is actually very important. The word is "over" you don't understand?.... I'll show you
"I"m having someone over for dinner"
"I'm having someone for dinner"
...... see "over" is the crucial difference between hospitality and cannibalism

New Murphy's Law

I have just discovered a new Murphy's law:
Every time you wear an apron you don't get dirty. Every time you don't wear an apron you do get dirty.

Not much

I didn't really have anything important or "WOW!" I wanted to say, I just wanted to Blog on 7-7-07...... 'cause I'll never have the opportunity again

Maybe your first thoughts as you see this picture are:

Okay, Who's starving now?

Where are they?

How much do you want me to give?

To you it might be another picture of another kid in another country. But not to me. Why? Because I met this girl face to face. I talked to her (as much as I could with one year of Spanish) so she's not as foreign to me as she is to you, but maybe you could help. You don't have to give your money, I would recommend you go. It's just one week. One week, and you'll never want to leave.

FFHM (Foundation For His Ministries the organization myself and my youth group went with) has more opportunities than you can ever imagine. One of the things you'll find to be the most noticeable is God, he is there.

The whole entire place runs on donations. And they have everything they need. (Notice I said NEED not WANT. ) If they need something they know God will provide, and he does. They never worry about.

This is a strawberry field now before you say "YUMMY!!! STRAWBERRIES!!!" Let me tell you about how they are produced

Kids in Mexico as soon as they are five or so, instead of going to school they go to work, sometimes 15 hour days. They insecticide the ranchers use to kill the pest are very strong, and the type that you should wait 72 hours or so before going out into the fields, but they never do. (Most of their insecticides they use are illegal in the U.S.) So these kids are exposed to these harmful chemicals that eat their skin. A lot of times babies are born with birth defects or are disabled. Because these children can not work to provide money (while costing the family food) they sometimes are abandoned or just left at home all day, alone. The workers usually live in a camp owned by the rancher. The rancher has a store they buy stuff with coupons, so the workers can't leave because they'd have no food or money. The housing is terrible no electricity running water or half the time not even doors. The houses are made of whatever the rancher or workers had at the time, from concrete walls to cardboard nailed on wooden boards. These people are basically slaves. The ranchers wouldn't allow us to bring our cameras to take pictures at out reaches because then we'd have proof of the mistreatment of the people and he could go out of business. So, do you want a strawberry from those beautiful green fields now?

Wasting

That was one thing I learned at FFHM. They NEVER waste anything. I was working in the kitchen cutting and washing lettuce. There was all this leftover lettuce heads. "Do you want me to throw these away?" I asked. (I mean come on, you can't do anything with those hard, nasty lettuce heads) "No," the woman answered. "Put in a box so this lady can take it home." Everything they have is used for something. It doesn't matter what it is, they can use it. (Kinda like those E-bay commericals) Not just with things either, they use people too. And it doesn't matter what you do, you can help. Even if you don't speak the language.

Doctors and Tech. guys

FFHM got some new computers and a staff "Tech. guy" to help with them. Now, this tech. guy could be making $50 and hour, but instead he chose to go down there and work for $100 a month. The same with doctors who chose to go down there. (they currently do not have a full-time doctor) Instead of working in America and getting paid a gazillion, they're working in Mexico and getting a gazillion in heavenly rewards.

Prayer

Prayer is a big thing down there. When we were taking the tour every place we stopped at the tour guide asked us to pray for that ministry. Finally we got to the prayer room a circular building in the very center of FFHM. The founder of FFHM wanted it to be the center, because it symbolized that prayer was center of everything at the mission. The building being circular represents that prayer never stops, it goes on forever, just like a circle . Whenever the people at the mission pray, something happens. Their needs are met, someone is healed, or whatever. Nothing happens without prayer.

Vision

Also when we were taking our tour, every ministry was there because someone had a vision (given by God) to see something happen. They said "I wanna help these people" and it happened. And they still have goals and visions of accomplishing things.

The Kids

All the kids down there are cute and happy. Even though they live in horrible conditions there's a smile on every face. You get out of the van and your mobbed. And they aren't much different than the kids in the U.S.. They still like to play, laugh, get tickled, and get piggyback rides (or Caballos) And they don't care if you can't speak Spanish, they don't really care who you are. They just want to be loved. And, (this happens a lot in life) what you give, you also receive. You give them the love and attention they want, and they'll give it back. I had a girl one night that I couldn't put down, or else she'd climb right back up. (Boy, I got tired) I eventually had to leave, but I didn't want to. It sure was weird. How could a little girl who doesn't speak my language, whom I've only known for a few hours, have such a tight grip on my heart? ....I think about her almost everyday now.

You'll never be the same

That's pretty much their motto for the visitors. And it's so true. You will never be the same. I can't really explain how it works. It's not that I do too many things different, but you still can feel the change. So, like I said at the beginning, you should go. But not just to get something out of it for yourself, go for God, to serve him. After all that's what everything is about right? One word: God.

P.S. It should also be noted that I am no longer afraid of public restrooms. (but swimming pools still scare me)

JUST GET IT OVER WITH!!!!!!!!

AGGHHHH!!!!.... okay so I'm going to Mexico on a Missions trip in less than 48 hours.... I still haven't gotten all the way packed and there a lot things I still don't know.... I've done so much thinking, the most I've ever done in my entire life (not even on my math final exam) I'm in the worse case of suspense ever..... What will it be like? Will be hotter over there or here? What will we do? What about the plane ride? Will we lose lose our luggage? Will I bring enough? What if I forget something? What if my bags too heavy? What if my bags to heavy from my souvenirs?All the What ifs, What abouts, What'll happens, and Should Is that could ever be.... and I still have one more day!!! I have constantly keep busy or I'll think about it too much and go crazy... (Mom probably wondering what's up because I've been asking her for jobs to do.... something I've never done before) Before I didn't want Saturday to come, (like I could put off anyway) but now I want it to be here fast. I JUST WANT THE WAIT TO END!!!!!!

P.S. I'm outta school!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And how did I celebrate my first day of summer?..... mow our lawn for ten bucks.....

just real quick

Is it me or did the month go by really super insanely fast???? 'cause it seems that just a few days ago was the first of May and now it's a few till it's all over....where did the time go???.... at least that what it feels like to me

It's time for.... (cont.)

It's Time For Lemonade and Popsicles
Come on!!! It's the seasonal food and drink of summer everyone knows that!!! You always have Lemonade during the summer, which is probably why My oldest sister had her son call it "Summer Juice". And of course Popsicles, Fudgesicles and ice cream cones.... and you can even make lemonade into a Popsicle.... just put it in the freezer for a little bit.... Although I must caution you. DO NOT EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER EVER laugh with pulpy, sour pink lemonade.... it'll go down your nose and it really stinks.... if you haven't notice I've sadly had experience in this unfortunate pain....

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have finally watched The Prestige a movie I have been wanting to watch ever since one of my friends saw it and told me it was amazing. Actually I kinda wanted to see it even before and when she said it was good I only wanted to see it more. Then it came out on video and normally my parents would have to read the review on plugged in but due to circumstances that I can't quite remember we skipped that part. I had read the review but plugged-in said it was okay. We got to the store to rent it and they were out!!!!!! And I knew that if my parents read the review I might never watch it. Well, the next Friday (we always rent movies on Friday) my Mom read the review and said that it wasn't her kind of movie so she didn't want to watch it. So my Dad didn't want to watch the movie since she wasn't going to watch so now I couldn't watch it. (grrrrrr) So from that point every Friday it was "Kaylee, what movie do you want to see, besides The Prestige ?" One Friday we watched the very first StarWars because my Mom had never seen it. So I said "Ya know a movie I haven't seen and would like to see? The Prestige. That'd be good to watch sometime." So after about two months of pestering my parents I have finally watched it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me and my Dad..... er.... my Dad and I watch it tonight (my Mom was at a babyshower) and it was just as my friend (as well as a lot of other friends and random people have said) it was amazing fantastic and well worth watching so after you watch all the other movies I have recommended watch this one.

It's Time for..........

It's Time For Sandals
Every year in the summer time I forsake my shoes and socks for sandals and bare feet. I don't know why but I always do. (It also leaves a really cool tan) The only downside is your feet get really dirty, really dirt. But It helped me better understand the story in the bible where Jesus was washing his disciples feet, and why they always did that. Although Jesus probably didn't have sandals from Wal-Mart or Shopko..... or Duct tape his sandals with green duct tape when they got destroyed.

It's Time For Tans
In my P.E. we are playing Tennis outside, the only thing good about that is the outside part which allows me to get a tan YAY!!!!!!!

It's Time For Mowing the Lawn
I'm not really sure if this is good or bad, but I do like the smell of gasoline (Bring on Global warming!!!!) plus when I mow the lawn in my sandals (yes I do. I don't care if I'm breaking rules) it makes my feet green, which is always a nice color. The worst part about mowing lawns is picking up the Dog poop, messes, land mines, whatever you wanna call them. I would advise you though, I am not a professional, my lines are crooked and often times I space out and mow the entire lawn without dumping the bag of grass clippings.

It's Time for Grass stains
no matter what your mothers may tell you grass stains are in, ....and on my pants. Before summer is over almost every pair of pants I wear have grass stains. I LOVE IT!!!!!

I'll probably continue to add to this list but for no that's it.

All things loud and loudest..... unforunately were made

As far as nature goes I really didn't have too many complaints just ticks and mosquitoes were my main problem. There is hardly anything better than falling asleep listening to the sweet cricketing music of the crickets...... unless your crickets are on steroids. Guess what happened last night?..... yup I had some loud crickets..... really loud.... Normally I don't mind, but normally they aren't as loud as semis going down a highway.... So I had to sleep with a pillow over my head, which caused me to wake up with a pretty interesting hair style. A couple weeks ago I had the same problem except there were birds out my window that wished to serenade the world at five o'clock every single morning.... now our sprinkler system fixed that problem (apparently birds don't like to get wet) but crickets are a different matter..... and animals in general are a different matter.... you call the police if your neighbors are keeping you up but you can't call and say, "Yes I'd like you to come down here the crickets are keeping me up." It doesn't really work..... and you can't exactly terminate crickets.... they're kinda hard to find, plus there's a billion of them..... so I dunno, if you have suggestions please enlighten me.... besides of course sleeping with ear plugs and pillows over my head...... I can only think of one good thing about the crickets, according to the Chinese (or some Asian country) crickets bring good luck.... so I must have lots of it!!!

AMAZING MOVIES!!!!!!

I just saw Spiderman 3...... it was amazing. Oh wow!!!!! It's one of the best movies I've seen this year. It had a lot of action.... which is always good. Of course Peter and M.J. had the romance stuff down good. But most importantly it has good theme...... several in fact. It had a theme of forgiveness, revenge, hate and the effect it has on you. (which is not good). I can't think of one bad thing.... besides the bad guys. So I would strongly encourage you to go see this movie and when your done you can check out Amazing Grace which is another really good movie.
It's a fantastic story about William Wilberforce, the man who ended the slave trade. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it is. This guy refused to give up even though no one, NO ONE believed he could do it. He continued to fight. He was also a christian and it'll be great to meet him in heaven. It's also surprisingly funny. I was laughing more then crying (believe me you'll cry).
Another great one is Freedom Writers a story about a teacher who makes a difference in these "gangsta" kid's lives. I know you might be thinking "Oh no! Not another one!" but it's good. It was really shocking to see, especially for me, because these kids are my age and the stuff they go through is just..... wow!!! I'm not sure I could survive in their situation. And this wasn't happening in some far off third world country it was happening here in America. And it's probably not all over. So yeah, get the movies check them out!!! PLEASE!!!! Do yourself a favor!!! These fall under the "inspirational, make you happy" category. If you wanna watch a funny movie check out Flushed Away and if you think you can guess the ending to ever movie or wanna watch some that'll surprise you check out The Illusionist. So yup, good movies you should and have to see. Yes you have too it's critical for life.... like oxygen..... See ya it's your friendly neighborhood chaotic genius!!!!

P.S. when Spiderman made his rescues I'd clap, it'd also gasp, cry, and smile.... Spiderman is my hero!!!

Hoist the main Sail!

I've only been to the ocean three times in my life, but it wasn't life changing. Particularly since none of my sibling wanted to play with me in in the middle of a sandstorm on the beach, but instead chose to lie on the beach faces in their arms trying not to get sand in their eyes. But I have recently come up with a dream that involves the ocean.
The reason this dream occurred was because in my Earth Science class we're studying oceanography. I could honestly care less about the ocean currents, density currents, surface currents, the formula for finding the height of a wave, or the patterns of tides. However I like the fish, except the man-eating sharks. (Jaws theme). The thing I like most is the ships. I'd love to go one a ship in the ocean (who cares which one) and stay out there.
I'm not talking about about a fancy-shmancy cruise ship I'm talking about an old-school ship, not the Titanic old-school further back. I'm talking about "Hoist the main sail! Hoist the anchor! Get up on deck you dirty dogs! Climb the riggings! The wind is at our backs!" I'm talking Black Pearl style. (although I like the Interceptor the best) I want to buy a ship... not boat, and go sailing. Learn how to work all the machines and tools be my own Captain, create my own crew (of family and friends) ahhhhh it would be amazing. Think of the adventures! BOY HOWDY that would be fun!!!!!!!!! It'd be like you're living in Pirates of the Caribbean instead of just watching it! So if you ever hear of ship that needs a home, tell me. Now I know why people fall in love with the sea and to quote Jack Sparrow..... Captain Jack Sparrow..... "Bring me that horizon!"

WOOOOHOOOO!!!!!!

Tomorrow I'm going to Acquire the Fire and I can not wait! I was sitting in band waiting for the teacher release us. Waiting for something to happen is one of the worst suspense types in the world...... I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!!!!..... anyway just had to release all this excitement without screaming.

Rain, Rain Don't go away

Alright I know a lot of people don't like the rain, but guess what? I do!!! How can you not? I mean besides the fact that it's usually cold and wet and most often comes when your planning to do something super-cool and fun outside, but it's great. Although my one complaint is I don't like a lot of it in a sort period of time. Okay so why do you ask? Why do I like the most disliked weather? BECAUSE IT'S FUN!!!! There no greater joy in life than going outside and singing "I'm Singin' in the Rain" in the rain! It's so much fun to go outside in the rain and just stand and let the rain fall.
My best experience with rain was when I was in Hawaii with my cousins, aunt, uncles, and Grandparents, and it was raining, but it was still 100 degrees outside so you'd go out and it felt so nice. My cousins even went sliding in the grass in their swimsuits. So here's my suggestion next time it rains instead of being pooped that it's raining go outside and enjoy it. After all if there's nothing you can do about why not try to have a good time? Because you cannot control the weather only what you do in it.