Emily's Dream Journal

An Introduction

2006-11-02T20:36:00.000-06:00

Wow...here I am again. It's me--Emily. Back again--this time wtih not just random crap--but I'm going to make this sort of into my Dream Journal type thing. Mostly a little place I can jot down notes and such about dreams and in my training for lucid dreaming. You should get on Lucidipedia and learn all about lucid dreaming, and even though this is for personal use mainly--I wouldn't mind if a few people stepped in and just...made a comment or so.

2006-02-18T22:22:00.000-06:00

This post I'm starting to write at 10:25 pm perhaps is the one that I really need you guys to read. If you decline from reading all my other posts, at least read this one. I know I haven't been updating as much as I used to, but I really have too much on my mind to post in seperate posts...which is why I'm going to tell you it all right here. First though I'll brief you on what is happening in school, since that is the least painful and shortest to explain. I'll do this in the order of my classes:

Homeroom: Received progress report a while back. I'll admit that my grades are a lot better than they were before, and now I have mostly As and a few Bs in my classes, which is good. Also, Tuesday we're taking the Writing TAKS. The 7th graders are taking the one to be graded by the state of Texas and ours is graded by our language arts teachers, but it still counts as a pretty large grade! Tuesday we're going to be locked inside our homeroom teacher's room for the entire day, being forced to read after we're done with the test and nothing else. Lunch is in silence...if we were in seventh grade I would really understand that they don't want us talking about the test and such, but we're not taking the 2nd part, and just the first. I'm either going to bring The Shark Chronicles, a rather interesting book about sharks, or read up on Saul and David (it seems like its been ages, the names even sound rusty).

Minicourse: In minicourse we're going to see the Narnia movie probably this upcoming week or the week afterewards. Actually more recently we have drawn Cair Paravel (which includes Alex's [age 14] unique drawing that looks more like a Cair Paravel parody or Fruit Loop's commercial than a castle) and created our own coat of arms. Mine can easily identify me, because I think I'm the only one that thought of using a thorn-looking crown for my crown. This represents the Crown of Thorns that Jesus Christ wore to his crucifixion, and just looking at it reminds me of what He did to us.

1st period: Science: In Science we finished off the Rocks and Minerals unit with a test. We were supposed to read up upon the next unit Friday after the test, but I didn't think about it. I'm sure she's mentioned what it was about, but I have forgotten.

2nd period: Band: In band while the band directors were gone to the TMEA Convention in San Antonio (it is required by all the music directors in the state of Texas) we watched two horribly stupid videos about the 'History of Bands in America' where we were supposed to fill in the answers to several questions on, though none of us really payed attention. Patrick and I were catching things the others didn't, so we were copying off of each other. Bobby managed to get quite a few interesting facts that we didn't catch at all, so we were glad we could copy off of each other's notes.

3rd period: Language: Ah, this seems like it is the one I want to talk about the most! We're learning about the Medievel Times in Europe as we are reading Catherine, Called Birdy also known as the gayest and most retarded book in the Americas. The story itself is in journal form, and about a young 14-year-old (which is equivalent to a 40 year old in our time period) that isn't married yet, and her father requires her to be married. She hates everything she does, and the people she is engaged with so she pulls pranks to make them not want to marry her. Very stupid, but on the positive side we have each been assigned a role (I'm a weaver) that we are going to be whenever we attend the Medievel Feast in a few weeks. At this feast we're going to eat everything, including the chicken, pie, ect. with our hands. The only downside to this feast is that it is just before we have lunch.

4th period: Basics: As I have told you before or shortly mentioned, in Basics we are doing a research project on the animal of our choosing. And I'm doing skates, perhaps the hardest thing to find information on. Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday we did research and took notes of our animal in the lab, and I have no clue what we're going to do this week in WAVE Basics.

4th period: PE: The handball unit, to my liking, was finished rather quickly and now we are doing Dance. No, not the moonwalk but the dance dance...the dances that everyone hates. Yes, only the girls love it. I have danced with nearly everybody except for Cameron, who scares me at times. But why not dance with somebody just because they're weird and ugly? The point is to have fun, and have a good time. Besides, it is for a grade.

5th period: Math: Oh yay math. About next year, I'm in 7th grade regular math but my mom and dad were probably goign to get an override on it. Quite stupidly, I really didn't feel like actually doing the placement test so I just randomly filled in the scantron, and almost obviously, my luck wasn't so good this time. Though Mrs. McGillivray says my grades are well enough and I would have a problem doing 7th grade advanced next year, I'd rather jsut take it easy for a year and not have to worry bout thinking.

6th period: Social Studies: We're studying Europe, after we finished off the Africa unit by watching Cry Freedom. That is the story of Steve Biko and Donald Woods (who is still alive) and the apartheid in Africa that was going on in the 80s. It is actually a very good movie that I would recommend, but I have to admit its quite obvious that it does look like it was made in the 20th century (which it was). We're creating our own flipbook about Europe, which I must remember that is due Monday (hehe).

Okay. I believe now that I am done with my quick briefing (Yes, that is briefing), I can explain what has really been on my mind. I don't know if it is just me but I'm really actually kind of nervous, like I feel the apocalypse is going to come really soon. I saw a vision of the apocalypse in my dreams, and trust me...I don't have dreams like that. I believe--no matter what laughs you say to me--that within my lifetime we're going to have the apocalypse. Or at least before three generations, but still...I'm not worried or anything.

Let me give you my view on religion and everything of it in categories.

Firstly, evolution: Evolution is something that can never be explained, but there are theories. For instance, there is the theory that we as humans were derived from apes from Charles Darwin. This theory is rather...interesting. So, let's pretend that we came from apes and over time evolution turned us into the humans that we are.

Exactly. So we came from apes, now pray tell me, where did the apes come from? Oh, thank you for telling me. The apes came from the slightly deformed apes, then those came from other creatures, and those came from what? Well, if you keep on going back, we came from the reptiles--because that is what formed the mammals, correct? Now: the reptiles came from smaller lizard-like creatures, then they became more deformed and more like crustaceans, then we keep on going back and back, farther and farther in time until we get to the single-celled organisms. Now I would like you to give me a lengthy explanation on what that came from.

What? What did you say? You don't know where they came from? I believe you know that is my point exactly. No matter what you believe in, evolution didn't just make us form other things. Some sort of supernatural or in-humane form had to have created that, unless it came from nothing, no matter what religion you are. We did not come from monkeys, or any other form of primates. Man was created from the sands and dust, and woman was formed from the rib of man.

More recently I have been surfing and was typing in random body parts. I typed in rib, and at the bottom of the page about ribs it says, "Biblical legend" before it explains how woman was formed from the rib of a man, and I wonder how people manage to deal with all of this stuff contradicting each other. There's a single rule though: You must believe in something, and you are not complete until you find out what you believe in.

Do you believe that man was formed from apes or from God?

Do you believe in the miracles, or just good luck?

Did the entire Earth really flood, or is that just a myth?

How can a man be swallowed by a great fish and still live?

All of these questions can not be answered rightly, because there is no right answer. I could ask you how many brain cells you had, and I know you'd be off by the thousands. The point is, you must know what you believe in before you can start to do anything else.

Why do these people do this to us? Have they no faith? Have they no understanding? Are they trying to make this as scientific and non-religious as possible and try to make the entire world believe that there are no such thing as gods (which there isn't, there's only one) or miracles? I read on Wikipedia that they are to be free of bias, and they are trying to persuade the common person that it is all just a story. For all Old Man Billy knows the Bible could just be some story some group of people wrote down and could all be made up!

Why do we believe in a God that we can't see? There is the story of Adam and the Teacher.

Adam was in class one day, when the Teacher said, "Look at the sky. Do you see it?"

"Yes."

"Do you see God?"

"No."

"In that case, this means that he's not there. Because you don't see it, he is not there."

Later that day in the park a girl walks up to Adam and says, "Do you see the teacher?"

"Yes."

"Do you see her brains?"

"No."

"In that case, if the teacher is thinking logically, then she doesn't have any brains because you can't see it."

And the moral of this story is to have faith, and I know I might seem to serious to you guys but religion is the one and only thing I can talk for hours straight about and not once get bored. With religion I can ask questions without being critisized, and ponder to my own likings until I get bored. I can talk to the one person I know is always listening, and believe in what I believe in.

Who tells me I have to believe in evolution? Who tells me I have to believe that there's not a God. The only thing that the Satanists are doing is weakening themselves by being a slave of Satan, and perhaps their advertisements are only making Satan go down, down, down. When you get hurt, why do you curse the ground you fell upon? Why do you curse your own legs for tripping on themselves? Why do you curse yourself and this day for making you hurt yourself? Why do you curse Him? What did He do to make you hurt yourself? Why when you lose a baseball game do you curse your bat? Why do you curse your gloves and your baseball? Why do you curse the shoes you wore that day nad why do you curse your coach, screaming and hollering at the top of your lungs? Why have the entire world surrounded by how your clothes look that day? Why do you cry and curse your parents because the barber cut your hair wrong? Why scream when your favourite team loses the SuperBowl and girls, why weep when you lose your favourite makeup?

Its not the end of the world! It is just another day! "But life's not fair." Who ever said that life was going to go in your favour? Who ever said that life was going to be perfect for you? Just because your Cd player breaks or your Xbox catches on fire doesn't mean that its the end of the world, it just means that there has been a small bad thing in your life that you'll forget about in a year or two. Go on with life, and forget about the past. "Forget the former things; do not dwell in the past."~Isaiah 43:18, and it speaks the truth. Forget about the past, and just get on with life. If you lose a baseball game, look foward towards the next season and don't worry about the games you lost before.

Who can tell me what I believe in? Who can tell me what to do? You're not the boss of me! You can't make me believe in things I won't! You can't tell me that His word is just ink on paper, and you can't tell me that its lies! You can't tell me that I'm speaking to a false God that I can't see, because you atheists are now worried about a God you don't believe in! Who says I can't pray? Who says I can't read the Bible during school just because I'm not 'good enough'? Who says that just because there's not a real church I belong to that I can't be religious/more religious than everybody else? Why do I even care? Why am I telling you this?! Why should you care and why am I telling this to you guys? Why am I expressing my feeling? Why don't I just sit down and read a book, and be the "perfect little girl" I am and just sit down tehre, bottling up my feelings? Why?!

Sorry, I just had to let that out.

God Bless,

+Em

Valentine's Day

2006-02-14T21:36:00.000-06:00

Free cheers for Valentines Day....and the truth is guys, I all love you. Not like the bf/gf love...but you know, I'd save your life....possibly. It depends...jk..And best yet any Christian CD I buy my dad is going to pay for! That's awesome, ain't it?

Yes I know I update...oh its the apocalypse...ye sure. Coincidentally I'm reading Revelation right now. And for everybody I haven't said this to: Happy Birthday!!!!Yay!!!!!

Officially don't call after 9:30...my parents are going to bed earlier. Secondly, I can't think of anything so I'll just say god bless to you all and have a wonderful Valentine's Day!

+Em

February: Why does Kyle believe in the Groundhog Day thing?

2006-02-01T21:14:00.000-06:00

Okay, if you're wondering about ff.net my account got temporarily well..unable to post. I have chap 16 of Avorn done and almost chapter 2 on If 5 done..be patient! And Jimmy finish reading it!

Long story short life's been going pretty well. Austin is back and after the many times I've asked "You alright?" he's been doing well--cept he's often tired during classes (that's why he missed three today). In science we're doing a lot of crap I don't feel like explaining, in band its just normal, and in language we're doing formal essays--the ones you guys learn in 9th grade and my dad learned sometime around then. I saw the new Mythbusters episode and American Idol, and for some more great news, I talked to Stephanie on the phone today, and Jonathan gave Sierra (my friend from third grade) my number.

Long story short (how many times am I going to say that?) I met Stephanie while my dad was in the Army band in Tennessee...and her dad is in the same army (he's in Iraq now) and so they met and we got friends...she's mixed and its kind of weird talking to her for a couple of reasons, mostly cause I'm not usually talking to girls. And I haven't seen her since first grade--that too. Either way it was pretty cool--we've both changed a lot.

What's really weird about Texas--bet you didn't know this. I ask "who do you want to win?" and they say "Pittsburgh, duh!"...and I'm still trying to figure out where that came from...if we were in that city it would make a LOT more sense but no...we don't. So I'll end it now and say--I'm going for the Seahawks. End. Of. Storay. Yes, that's a word. Or now it is, at least.

And so I'm back into hockey again--if you remember me in fourth grade. I'm getting skates in two weeks--as dad says--but besides that...nothing...is...going...on...yeah, um...sure. And people--I'm not a Jesus Freak. David isn't even--and I'm surely not. But I'm really close to that--depending on your POV.

Anyways, you guys know my email and my phone. It's the same old boring rules and as far as I know--the only limitations against Drew is that I can't talk upstairs *which is fine by me*. I know I've said that over and over again but I just can't help it.

Long live the Queen!

Not. I guess I've been reading the Chronicles of Narnia again too much...anyways. I have eighty bucks--be waiting when Empire comes out! And Drew--get that scanner hooked up!

+Emily

YAY CRASH

2006-01-30T20:29:00.000-06:00

Don't ask why I named it that--I have no clue. Hoping somebody will get on IM so I can annoy more people with quotes I have memorized--somewhat recently I got obsessed on Exodus and if its not only seeing "Mind your ma and pa" every day on the wall in teh kitchen, things seem to be going better in some ways and worse.

Drew, I don't blame you--and I never will.

And I have horrible news! Hockey: three days. Crappy sport man created called handball: three weeks! I hate it! Seriously, no contaact. At all. Not even like basketball contact--no contact AT ALL....it sucks yes.

Annoying I can be when I talk like this. Go through it, you must. Working on Chapter 17 of Avorn, I am. Post on ff.net, I cannot. Banned for a certain time, I am. Sad, I am not.

Patience, I must have. "He is well," saying, the doctors are. Back in school by Friday, Josh will be. Fatal, the accident was not.

I can't talk like that. ANyways--Austin is out of the hospital and back in school on Tuesday. He has really been blessed and I have a feeling that he could've and would've died if his family and us did not have faith in him surviving. Thank you Lord.

And I'd just like to tell everbody: The Lord always answers your prayers, it might not be in hte way that you expect Him to. He is always listening, and always will continue. And I'd just like to say--though probably it'd be nice if somebody called or something--good night and God Bless to all of you

+Em

Bored (Again)

2006-01-28T23:48:00.000-06:00

Okay I cannot think of any more titles--which is what makes it hard for me in a book. I can't think of a beginning--but I can think of endings just brilliantly. And I reckon that Writer's Block for Avorn will go away when I have to go to bed at 12:30--we're not going to church tomorrow *which somewhat makes me glad because I'd rather not go to church at all than go to GateWay* but I stayed up till 5:30 last night talking to Ash (add 6 to um...everybody except Jimmy and Jonathan...add 5 to you.) because, you know...but at 5:30 he had to eat lunch and I figured that he would probably be back around seven in the morning here so I kind of figured that I wouldn't talk to him that late---

And to make this clear to every single one of you...Ashley is a boy name in the UK. Ashleigh is the girl version of that name--but here Ashley is a unisex name. There its only a boy name--don't ask the English people are weird. Great Scott it's almost tea time!

Did I mention I nearly burnt down the school? Yeah--we were making Turkish Delight (nana nana na na!) in minicourse (Yay!) and we--or I should say I--burnt the stove, then we tried to clean it off but I forgot to turn the stove off *one of those blonde moments* so the sponge caught on fire, right? So I turn off the stove--an electric stove--and then get paper to clean up the mess I made but that catches on fire so..um....yeah :D. Here is how school is going in order:

Minicourse: Just said.
Homeroom: Reading the Chronicles of Narnia over again (for about my eightieth time) in homeroom only..I'm reading the Inheritance Trilogy in my free time elsewhere. Surgey and I talk about it for thirty minutes every school day.

First: Science: Science Fair Projects are still going on.
Second: Band: Going the same as usual. I got a packet with EVERYTHING YOU CAN THINK OF in it from my dad (typically) but Mrs. Cupitt gave me a new fingering for high A, low A flat, low G flat, high B flat, and D flat which I am NOT going to explain to you unless you want me to die of frustration.

Third: Language: Hm...what are we doing? Well--we're doing formal essays. Yes the ones you did in 9th grade, Jimmy. Why? I have absolutely no clue at all--she says that we're ready for it so Mrs. Holliday assigned it to us. Tell me if you've done it yet Drew...

Fourth: Basics/Pe: In P.E. We're doing floor hockey. Ari and Sam and I are probably hte best...and nobdoy seems to know I'm good except for them. Ari has the Canadian hockey thing in his blood and Sam is just good, you know? But when we're facing Ari--Sam and I did have some trouble not losing (the game was tied 2-2). In Basics we finished the Fly Away Home movie and did a little thingy...I don't remember that's my sleeping period. Then Travis told me in 5th period Friday that David told Mrs. Stewart a project for our elective and how we've grown in ti...I'm gonna kill David...cause now Mrs. Stewart is thinking about us doing it...and its David's fault we have extra work!

Fifth: Math: Wow ratios. Wow! I just now learned ratios! Amazing! A total review of third grade bravo teacher now will you start teaching us the fourth grade work? Well---better than Jonathan's class. No offense, do you relaly want me to explain to you how to multiply fractions? And the scary thing is--in his class they have the divide across rule, not that flippy rule where 2/4 divided by 1/2 becomes 2/4 X 2/1.....but anyways...besides that I'm still breezing by and sleeping half hte time.

Sixth: Social Studies: Wow. I'm doing some report on Niger yippie...

Seventh: I don't have a seventh period but Haden switched band periods so I've been bored. Usually I'd talk to him in the five minutes my dad lets the trumpets put up but now that he's in the euphonium class I can't--so I talk to Surgey about the Inheritance Trilogy for thirty minutes.

Afterschool: Afterschool I've been playnig my guitar, listening to music (hey like always) sitting next to the phone, sitting on the phone, and ect. What I really like about all my friends is that it lines up perfectly. For instance on weekends I get on the phone with Jonathan once I get home. He gets off at about 9--which is when Andrew can call right? He gets off whenever and then I talk to Ashley on RS until he has to go to lunch. It's a brilliant plan--but would never work heheh. The most you can see me on RS is on the weekends guys--and you can tell how much I've recovered.

And I mean recovered when I say it. Jonathan's mom made him hang up with me because they thougth he had hurt my feelings--which he had--but that wasn't exactly the main reason I was crying. Abraham's last day of school was two weeks ago-and we've exchanged one email so far. For all I know he can be going to Pakistan and not stay in D.C. so I'm keeping my finger's crossed--Jack might be moving back to where he used to live (he used to live at the house behind us) in two years...so yay for that and it seems almost completely normal like two months ago...except the fact that Abraham is gone. I didn't have Ashley in any classes and we don't talk on RS until now so its about the same for him.

And let me make this completely clear *Oaky I just like restating things* that I can talk on the phone and online with Andrew. That means email, IM, RS, whatever else we talk on online and on the phone whenever--you know when I'm open and I know when you're open--as long as its downstairs. And I'm not complaining about it being downstairs because a) beggars can't be choosers and b) I'm just glad to be able to talk to him again.

Wow I need medicine for this Writer's Block on Avorn. I can NOT think of ANYTHING..

IT was a dark and stormy night

*erases* No...

It was a stormy and dark night

No...

It was a rainy night.

No..

It was a stormy and dark night.

No...wait I've already said that

It was a sunny night

what? no..

So...you can tell...and I started If 5 again---such a tragic beginning...well I got the point across. And no Jimmy I'm not killing off that guy in When Hope Leaves--whatever his name is (I forget). Yay drawing!

You know what sucks is that I pretty much can't scan at all--and you need to hook up that scanner. ...Just a note. When my next birthday comes (if you don't know when that is I'll kill you) I might get a really good laptop--one that I can hopefully get MSN on and talk to Ashley through microphone--yay microphone! Oh right--we're not allowed to talk on the phone...kinda obvious though, he's in England. But he just keeps saying "We'll find a way." and I end up getting Right here by Nickelback stuck in my head.

Wait now I'm whistling. Oh and nobody I know can whistle! I won't list cause I can list right here:

me
all Andrews
Josh
Jimmy

and so forth of people that can whistle but its just weird---how can you not whistle? I guess it comes with time though--I couldn't whistle till I was six. It's like blowing bubbles with gum--nobody can teach you how to do it you have to learn for yourself.

AH nobody is on RuneScape on the weekends...NEVER *echoe* ever, ever, ever...ever..ever...wow I'm being weird again.

Something else I was going to say--what was it? Ha I just realised--I completely passed up Ash's 14th birthday--though that was back...on the thirteenth of August. I completely passed up Drew's birthday too---wasn't really paying attention on the eleventh like I normally do...yeah Josh and I---hey I passed up Josh's birthday too man I'm baaaaaaddddd..........ha well I missed my birthday to my mom's like, "Happy birthday?" in the morning nad I'm like "Wait its my birthday?" and my dad laughed, "Yes..it is." And unfortunately people know when my birthday is.........but like I said--I wasn't paying attention on the eleventh like I usually do--for some reason like count down till midnight--I didt hat one year but I was born at 1:37 pm.

Why the heck is the girl that plays Arya a blonde?

Oh and why is the girl that plays Angela 17? Seventeen. Come on that's messed up.

And I'll admit right now that I broke up with Jonathan--and yes I'm admitting this on a public blog that anybody in the world can read------it's over for now. I've put up with it since 4th grade and though we're still best friends--nothing more than that. And there isn't a difference between God and Wayne Gretsky (or whatever his name is.) Wayne Gretsky you 'idolize" and ask anybody to tell you the definition of an idol. You even admitted htat you worship him and that he's your idol--and I think just that alone--and that you will never stop talking about sex, even when I'm there--is enough to say on that subject.

You know whats' reeeeeeeeelly odd..my last name...as a first name's maning is clever--and if you take Em backwards its me clever..but that's like an oxymoron...ow...heartburn..

Oh right now I remember what I was going to say (If I dont' get off topic again.) I have become really used to wearing glasses again--I mean sometimes I still forget to put them on but that's just outa not wearing them for six months, you know? And Travis still asks if I've gotten contacts...-sigh-...if he does something stupid he goes "I ahve an excuse I'm a blonde" but ALEC doesn't....ha did I mention once he got a tardy (nd I've never gotten a tardy) because he forgot his pass was in his pocket?

And once again I'm going to say that I hate time--I do. What seemed like thirty minutes yesterday was till 5:30 in the morning and just now I tell you I get an idea for Avorn and its 9 minutes till I have to go! blast it, see what I said? Anyways--time is eating up my life and I mean...I dunno.

Though really in whole I have changed a lot. I remember the first week I cried myself--or prayed myself--if that's possible--to sleep...only a few days ago I stayed up till 5 just praying alone and I think my dad really understands---though man in that video he would NOT stop laughing..."He looks like J.R.!"

God...

J.R. is an eighth grade retard that went to a special school for the past life cept his grade this year--he just turned fourteen and just learned my name--the first day he came here he asked if I could play with Barbies wiht him. He was playing and I was leaning against a tree with a football under my shoulder---yeah--he's normal too...definetely. Anyways--he said that because--I'll use Jo's term "looks like he has dung under his nose" and he just has this really ugly expression all the time...talks really stupid though I know it was just teh camera angle...ha I remember--he watched your entire family--he would start gagign and choking when you were actually dunked in the water.

Well I got to go now. I suppose we can all talk later. Jimmy is getting back tomorrow--and hopefully *winks* Andrew will be able to call after church. We're gong to my aunt's house for a few hours so I reckon we'll be back by whenever you get back...I had one meal all day today....me hungry...I will enver forgive Conner for calling at two in the morning. Anyways, I hope you have a good night and I just remembered.

Please pray for Austin. He had a very bad athsma attack and even though I don't know him real well--I knwo that he's in the hospital seconds away from death--he could be dead right now. It doesn't matter anymore if you can't breathe......and I have faith that he'll live through it I just need all the hope we can get. He has been gone for about 6 days of school because of the hospital and I am really praying (haha literally...srry) that he's alright and if you're a Christian (who you are all...except for Ash...) pray for him and Ashley....keep your fingers crossed and wear all the lucky stuff! Yeah Ash is an atheist.

Oh and a correction to make him happy--Travis is not a Baptist he's a-----something. hehe

G'd 'ight 'nd 'Od 'Less

Ookay.

Good night and God Bless,
Em

January 27th

2006-01-27T21:22:00.000-06:00

Okay face it--I am running out of good titles for posts. Okay--they were never any good but don't hurt my feelings anymore. And I am VERY proud to say that I got a 48 on the Africa test...and have a 100 average in Gym *those exams are really retarded*. Lemme give you just one question related to basketball:

In a chest pass, you pass the ball from your chest to the other player's _____

Really annoying anyways--you cna see I'm back to myo ld self. Jimmy--tell me why you're in Boston. Though tell me if you get to Gilette stadium...I was going to get back into skating again--I was really good al ong time ago btu writing is kind of pullilng me back--when I was in 2nd and 3rd grade I used to write fics on the laptop all the time--and back then I didn't know how to delete out of hte Recycle Bin so I restored them all...I'd say that my writing capability was at the level of C.S. Lewis. Id on't really like his writing----its not really advanced or anything. I'm just saying that the style is similar...really similar...and they're even confusing me. Like a HoloP...or later called in Future Family CloneP....please don't ask. I was weird back then--weirder now.

And my brother is un-grounded..meaning that it is like Christmas again. Every single pirate toy is out which makes me have about a two feet--no sorry about three and a half foot jump to clear all of the toys blocking me inside the area where the computer is in the living room--which is really annoying. Oh yes about thatl aptop--a the shift key doesn't work and b) ther'es no internet and c) there's that little bad mouse--on the laptop...thingy..

ANYWAYS....yes I'm sorry Jonathan, but I will still watch the Stanley Cup with you. It's kind of funny, seeing people's reactions. Cameron picks me, thinking, oh well she'll be okay nad then Sam is like "Are you an idiot? Just a girl? She's awesome." And then Cameron was like "Oh I didn't see your game I was too busy playing." "what did you win by?" "Lost by three." "Haha we won by 14-0."

So I'm great at hockey--a sport I hated ten days ago. Interesting, huh? Well--I'll be counting down to the fifth and still keep forgetting to grab all my Switchfoot CDs out of the truck -sigh- I keep leaving them in there.

And another question--this one specifically for Andrew. Or he can just tell me on the phone or on RS or something...have you done formal essay's yet? I know Jimmy has--he did that like a year and a half ago probably...but I just know that the 9th graders do it um..in their 9th grade year :D like when Josh asked me what day the 27th was.

Me: The day after the 26th, before the 28th.
Josh: Great! That's very helpful

I failed my science fair project. No doubts about it. I just did: I know it.

Anyways--I've been busy writing. My account keeps getting locked--turned out your not allowed to have songfics on ff.net. Oh well...people seem to hate RS on Fridays---nobody has been on. Um..that I know anyways :D. I've seen loads of other people.

And I'm in the roleplaying mood! Yay roleplaying! My parents and bro are watching Indiana Jones.

Me: Do you know who that guy is?
Henry: The old guy?
Me: Yes.
Henry: An old guy.
Me: His dad
Henry: No that other guy was his dad
Me: no that guy was some stupid man that protects the Holy Grail
Henry: Oooooooooooooh! You said a bad woooooooooord!!!!!!!!!
Me: *rolls eyes* That's James Bond
Henry: Who?

And at that point I nearly either started luaghing or crying. He didn't know who JAmes Bond is..great.

Anyways--did I tell you guys bout today? In minicourse--we made Turkish Delight.! i'll tell you how it tastes monday or tuesday but we used this recipe---trust me I hate cooking. I burnt three sponges, the school stove *literally* and catually nearly caught the entire school on fire. Thank god for fire extinguishers! I'm joking--onyl a piece of paper was on fire...cause I forgot to turn the stove off--heheh. AND NO I'M NOT A BLONDE. Well---the paper almost fell--It WAS ON FIRE I WAS ABOUT TO DROP IT! and then well..i did and everybody is like "HOLY S####" and Mrs. Bilisle's like 'don't cuss in here' and we dumped an entire bucket of soap on the stove while we were cleaning and it got all over the stuff and man that was fun.

Okay srry. Just had to type that real fast. So now I'm back to being bored--again. I have no clue what Andrew is doing....its like whatever 3 in the morning in England...NOBODY IS ON RS...Jonathan's friend is over...and its only 9:30. And I might be going to Vidor tomorrow! Well...Josh does have video games..*snaps out of it*

Yes I have a lot of talking for about five weeks worth of depression onto me not writing at all---at least. I'm reading Eragon *yay Eragon* and then Eldest---trying to beat Surgey's impossible-to-beat record....and I'm also like..um...waiting for somebody to get on RUNESCAPE RIGHT NOW...srry I'm kind of bored..YAY BOREDNESS...wait what?

And at school man Ari and Sam are so nice to me. I mean--I didn't know Sam could be nice to me..he usually isn't. But now that he actually knows I'm good at something...haha. Well Ari went to see Goblet of Fire with me--well he didn't come to my house like all the others did. And yes Alec and Travis always carpool and Haden always comes afer them--its like a weird pattern haha. But before the movie Haden and I had fun trying to handcuff Alec to the chair--man that wa sreal fun...and we were all trying to hold him down cause he was being--um..himself, yeah that's the word.

Yeah can you believe it this sucks! We're doing 9th grade work in Language. *Glares at Josh--and you still have to wait till next year!!!* Wait--Josh is 14? Man I totally skipped over his birthday--on Dec 15...a month after mine

srry I just have to do this

October 12th
October 31st
November 4th
Nov 5th
6th
7th
9th
15th
Dec:
2nd
5th
9th
15th

sorry I just had to write out my friend's birthdays..I know I left out some people..but that's all tha'ts in Dec and Nov...when is Ari's birthday...hm...well...Haden ruined it. All my frien'ds b-days are after May..aactually now its even. Jimmy's is March 18th..I know Jimmy's friend is March 28th...haden's is feb 12th man I'm good at memorizing things...and to think that while I'm doing 9th grade work I have to explain to Jonathan somnething like this:

12/4 divided by 2...and it takes me perhaps ten hours to explain to him thta you had to make it 12/4 by 2/1 then to multiply 12/4X1/2 which is 12/8ths which is 1 and 1/2 which I did entirely mentally and he's like 'whoa'... Trust me he couldn't add decimals earlier this ytear..and I kept saying "Jonathan...remember. Its like adding regular numbers--just with little dots!"

Retard.

Oh sorry, hehe. And in band I have to listen to David go, "Hey Emma." EVERY SINGLE DAy...srry he really is a mental retard--he is stupid and ignorant and those meand ifferent htings but who cares.

I guess I've bothered you enough though.

-sigh-

~Emma/Em/Emily/Onono/kid/Eric/whateverelseyouwanttocallme

Clarity.

2006-01-26T21:58:00.000-06:00

In case you're confused, Drew you can call again now--and we can talk online.

Yay for the miracles--and guys pray for my friend Austin. He has bad athsma and is at death now in the hospital--please guys I don't wanna lose him.

Thanks and God Bless,
Emma

HOCKEY!!!

2006-01-25T19:29:00.000-06:00

Haha, srry really funny moment on American Idol. That girl is messed up--okay back to bussiness. I'm sorry...not sorry really, just depressed. Mixed feelings, really. This morning I was happy during hte hockey game--lol we were beating those girls 12-0 at the time so Ari said (who has the Canadian hockey thing in his blood) that we were supposed to drop our sticks at the count of three...so we did, and they were so confused--we kept laughing about it all day. Yeah--finally something I'm good at...and Sam, Ari, and I are probably hte best in that period.

Anyways--when I say depressed. I mean it.

Another Short-but-informative post...

2006-01-23T21:50:00.000-06:00

Sure. With Jonathan's help, I'm slowly gaining back my strength. I'm realizing life must go on and I'll continue praying and meditating like usual...doing the regular things--but nothing will ever stop me from remembering the month where I lost about 6 of my friends. And the truth is, I really miss them too...especially Andrew. I feel he wa sthe only one taht understood me in all ways, not just hte music or sports I liked...

Josh: He got hit by a car, and I'm praying he's alright. You should too.

Ash: He moved to England. We can only speak on RS.

Andrew: I would probably start crying if I started.

Abraham: Washington. Wouldn't want to talk bout that either.

The point is--life goes on. And I'd like to say thanks for the support.

P.S. Yes, I'm saying this in front of everybody: I love you Jonathan.

~Em

2006-01-16T16:12:00.000-06:00

OH yeah--another short post. One thing: I hate Mrs. Holliday. Well not, hate hate just..um...dislike as a teacher. Drew, I bet you can never hate your "teachers" can you? Well there's ups and downs to being public schooled--

We went to Moody Garden's Rainforest Pyramid today...go to the site and check it out.

I'm gonna put up some Photobucket pics from today too....includes me with my glasses---yay I finally have them again. Travis will stop asking if I got contacts now, Travis.

um...something else.

We're trying out new churches again--yippie! My dad won't settle for a baptist church, believe me, I've asked--though I like Church of Christ too--we were going to try on in League City, and there's also one in Pasadena...

A Wrinkle in Time is really weird--no wonder I only read half of it in fourth grade.

I'm playing KOTOR 2 again...I want to beat it again and my friend Jack *the one that moved to Belair* got it for the first time--you know how influential (a word?) friends are.

Oh and you know what else? My friend Josh is moving to Colorado during spring break, and my friend Jimmy is moving to ---Oklahoma I think..

Sorry for the short post--I need a good long night to type long. Though I'm on IM a lot more, it's hard for me to write like a journal--I was never big on the diary thing..

2006-01-15T16:51:00.000-06:00

Oh goody! I'm almost done with chapter 2 of Final Chapters already. My account on fanfiction.net is in the side links. I'm sorry Drew, we can never ever ever talk in real life again--but my mom is always busy when I want to ask about online.

I've been playing RuneScape a lot lately--don't know why though. Adn why doesn't anybody comment? If you read, comment, don't tell me at school or on RuneScape!!!

:D

Weird---haha my Bible I left at school, which really frustrated me. See this is what you get--me talking about a bunch of random things..

Oh yeah, Travis.
andandandandandandaand
and
andandand
andand
and

Every1 else won't understand that but he knows what it means.

Question of the Day: How much does it take to call to England? Ashley and I want to talk to each other again not on RuneScape.

A Lot of Books in a Short Time

2006-01-13T20:10:00.000-06:00

Long story short--'ve been reading too much to post. I have a gigantic English assingment abotu the Wrinkel in Time due Tuesday (thnx Black people!!!!) and I haven't even read the book in three years. And to add, I'm finishing up the Oath, which is a Christian-fantasy....sort of um...like, um...I cna't explain. It's a fantasy, but all of it is Christian-based, you see? Really good author, btw...kind of an attempt at Stephen King but face it--it's not a match.

Speaking of which--I still have about 9 Tolkien books I need to read and I need to reread the entire Narnia series--my mom got me a single book--that has all seven in it...really cooll....just one book, but with seven in it.

Anyways, you see my point. I also want to read a few more Frank Pereti (the Oath) books, so I have about 20 books I need to read--and I want to read Ptolemy's Gate....you know how Travis and I are always competiting? We finished at exactly hte same time today--which was odd, I'll admit..

Yes I will update soon--and that Final Battles book. There are two main charactesrs...and it switchse views in chapters andp art-chapters too...adn one is third and one is in first--really need.

I might as well go--Kyle says I'm not talking enough, lol.

Em

2006-01-11T21:10:00.000-06:00

Hey!!!I woke up probably thirty minutes ago around 8:30--we got back from Chinese and I started feeling really dizzy so I laid down and um...fell asleep. We think I might've gotten sick from food poisoning but---oh well. My dad's practically stole my Third Day Cd.....won't give it back. And my mom's stolen History......they steal all my Cds!!!

Anyways, start naming plans for me to kill Alec. Not surprisingly, he told Travis and I the ending of Ptolemy's Gate, so now we are going to KILL HIM. He also told us about Sirius's death and the Murtagh/Eragon thing at the end of Eldest--he reads the back before the beginning, and tells us...we've been trying to avoid him for weeks now..."Don't tell us what happens!" We already knew so many people were depressed--though I won't say what really happens...(whispers: Nathaniel commits suicide)

Actually, minicourse is going awesome. We're watching the old partly animated Lion, Witch, and Wardrobe and in a few weeks we're going to eat Turkish Delight *it sounds good*...the bus is so lonely now. Ashley and I made up chants, and fake lyrics to softabll cheers that we'd sing. Half the time they'd sing with us, the whole bus--and the girls would get all mad--and sometimes just the two of us would sing....good times. But now that he's gone...it's just hard. He comes into my mind every time I hear a British accent, and Sam looks so similar to him it's scary...

Speaking of which---I found my gym clothes. YAY! I spent the entire day in Gym watching the Team X/3 Angry Penguins Final Game in the season..whatever they call it. Team X has Visesh, Bobby, and Kenan and the Penguins are Ari, Sam, and Elvis. Ari and Sam knew that I was going for them...and Lucas has yet to beleive my necklace is made out of Sterling Silver. Silver isn't that rare, you know....

We're going to the rodeo to see some guy I've never herad of in March---and Kyle (not you Kyle, my second cousin) is doing a calf-roundup or something. I don't know. I'm not that redneck...but my cousins are. Anyways, the bball game was really suspensful--it was tied (3 point games) for about 40 minutes, then finally it got to 2-2 and then finally, the Penguins scored---or actually, Sam scored. Here..I'll waste time describing them to you...

Sam is a blonde--but doesn't go with the stereotype. I wouldn't say he's tall, because he's shorter than me (by about three inches) but then again a lot of people are shorter than I am. He's reasonably five feet tall even, I'd say. Anyways, he has brown eyes (I am just guessing, haha) and plays trumpet. He's really thin (they all are) and is practically obsessed with baseball--hates bball but is surprisingly good at it.

Ari. Ari is a brunette, he has mousy brown hair and he's from Canada (go CANADIANS!!!)...he has rectangular glasses (I think...) and brown eyes (I know). He's also lost three times in a row to me at Mario Kart: Double Dash. HE takes piano and is really caring, especially to people and animals (What else is there to care for?!?!?!)...he's always making sure you're okay and stuff....I only know the video games thing because he went to my party.

Elvis is Japanese---jet black hair kind of spiked nad besides that I know absolutely nothing about him :D

Let me explain Ash. He is extremely thin, blonde hair and he's never worn glasses..........he has green eyes and speaks with a British accent (*Dory* No way) (weren't surprised, were ya?) and is reasonably short for a 7th grader (okay he's baout as tall as Samuel...I keep switching from Samuel to Sam)

oooooooooh weird Time Warner Cable commercial, srry off topic did anybody see the new Fear Factor? Around that giant yellowish spider thing...the commercials for Tuesday new episode, the Finale, I nearly puked but anywyas...oh yeah stories. I'm really working hard on that STar Wars fic...trust me........

Um......why am I describing my friends now? Okay then--I guess I'm weird. Travis plays trumpet too..he's about as tall as Sam but not as thin--I mean man how do I explain this. He's larger, but not fat if you get my drift? Sam is really thin--looks as if he almost never eats at times. Travis is just regular...there...he has dirty blonde hair and green eyes...and you all knwo what he likes...um....he has rectangular glasses/contacts depending on the time.

Andrew Hall---man I must be bored. He's pretty short for his age, speaks with kind of a muffled voice and is usually shy. He's religious, but not a Jesus Freak like some people I know (Ned Flanders..). He has blonde hair and green eyes, is pretty thin.....the only one of his family that is (sorry...haha just had to say that) and got baptized on July 26th, 2003. Don't ask my why I know that---I just do...he was born April somethienth..

Me!1!Why am I doing this?!?!

Okay, since half of you don't know how I'd explain myself--here you go. I am a thin brunette with cerulean-green eyes. My hair is curly and thin---not like 'curl' curly like curly curly. The only jewelry I ever wear is the cross necklace *grins..I'm the only one I know that wears one...weird, cept David* and I don't wear makeup. You all know what I like--you should--at least...okay the glasses question. How should I answer that? I haven't worn glasses sincel ast year, but I'm going to get them again within the enxt few days. Before last year--when I was wearing them all the time--I'd worn them since I was two...

Since I'm bored---and can't think of any more questions or people to describe, you guys ask me questions and people to describe....(weird, eh?) Does anybody else smell cherries today?

+Em
P.S.

We're mummifying a chicken (store bought) in groups and putting it in a sarchophagus (whatever). Then, putting it in the ground. In spring we're going to dig them up that is SO cool---I'm just glad I don't have to kill the chickens...haha.

2006-01-09T21:08:00.000-06:00

Srry for the short post---I'm writing Final Battles right now. It's actually turned out to be a good book. First of all, I want to tell you I got into the Chronicles of Narnia Minicourse!!!!YAY!!!!and my cd player is out of batteries again--oh well...anyways, we're seeing all of the old movies and the new movie (again, for all of us) and reading hte 2nd book...(if you don't know which that is I will murder you)

Anyways, somebody asked me today if I ever wore jewelry or makeup. Answer is---no I don't wear jewelry or makeup. I wear wristbands when I'm bored, but besides that no jewelry...the only jewelry I ever wear is the cross necklace--I haven't taken it off in whta seems like forever.....:D

To agree with Traivs, I HATE DEBAte...and I'll just say now---it is a really odd feeling at school without Abraham and Ashley--I can imagine Ash screaming at me now if I call him a blonde....and at the rodeo we're seeing some local country guy.
Me: We see some country guy nobody has ever heard of at the rodeo, but we don't go to the Switchfoot concert?

Grr...my friend's sister went to that concert!!!

God Bless
+Em

Just as a P.S. people call me Emily, Emma, Em...one calls me kid *winks* and this one says "Hey girl. Do you have any barbies? CAn we play?" and I'm like "Noooooooooooooooooooo....."

School Days

2006-01-08T21:02:00.000-06:00

School days, school days, golden golden rule days...I can almost hear my dad chanting it as I come home daily from pre-school...though I hate to bear the homework, I'm glad to be back in school. Meeting up with friends, and a brand new minicourse. Chronicles of Narnia was my first choice *hopes I get it*. But there's also 2 of my friends that aren't going to be there when I get back...

Anyways, besides this really short update..I've started a new fic called um...I forgot the name. Anyways, it's pretty much about this thin, blonde 15-year-old going on seventeen in only a few days..and his rivalries against Sada, this asian girl...with his friend George, a black-haired short kid that loves pranking (stop reminding myself of my uncle george!!)...anyways...and Colorado and his Master also have a mission they go on and possibly I don't know a bit of romance and violence for sure...was going to be a one-shot...but I'm deciding against it. Star Wars fic probably going to be up before Friday.

Yay! I got a water tally finally!! Okay, actually my cousin Trey gave it to me..but...

Oh well...

Seeing hte Drake and Josh movie *rEALLY STUPID* with my parents and bro made me realize something...physically I'm like Drake, really thin, brown hair...it's curly though but you get the point...and I play the guitar and love music, and junk food..have htis rival sort of like Mindy...but I'm also like Josh...I love video games and um...I don't know what else. I just keep noticing things that they're similar to me with....especially with Drake.

P.S. I have had Happy is a Yuppie word in my head ALL DAY....

God Bless
~Emily

2006-01-08T12:39:00.000-06:00

Wow. I'm officially all rocked out--haha. Open stadium--cool winter day, cold winter day. The only size they had was an XL...my dad's size probably bigger...and if there weren't the arms and if the thing that rested on my shoulders weren't there it would have fallen off of me---it is really loose and extends about half a foot beyond my arms...I could fit two of my chests, if they were um...blended together? in there...or maybe three or four haha I don't know I'm pretty wiry....the Monster Truck show was really cool though--haha though there were these four-wheelers...Texas team and California team. It was really funny cause the Californian guy won twice in a row and was like 'yes...all my fans here.." and everyone was booing at him...haha...

In the last round of the Ford trucks, the Monster Trucks, and the four wheeler racing, specifically in the four wheelers, there were baton passes. They would do a lap, then park, run out to pass the baton...in the last round of the baton passing...the last Texan guy got behind but he jumped the Monster Truck big ramp...(which reminds me..RCs were jumping it during the pre-show) and didn't get taken off..during his speech he added a marriage proposal.

Seriously this shirt is really lose...maybe if I gained 40 pounds...haha a lot more I would be able to feel the front of my shirt...if I'm laying on my stomach or at least bending down there...you know what I mean..where gravity makes my shirt fall down onto my back...there's reasonably half a foot-a foot worth of empty space..just a bit of random information--put a really thin body in a large shirt...

Oh yeah. The DJ for 94.5 the Buzz--Rod Ryan was there....he stepped up and literally every toher person in that stadium screamed--Reliant Stadium was the place the Pats played the Superbowl 2 seasons ago against the Panthers--or something like that..Jaguars? I don't know--we went to the Pit Party for free for some reason---I kept saying "This is where Deion Branch could've caught a Touchdown Pass" and my dad's like "SHUT UP!!" haha

Drew I still can't comment on your blog---try putting a new post or something nad I'll see if it works. *starts crying* ITS THE LAST DAY OF BREAK!! and we didn't even go to church...grr...and I will not ever get Happy is a Yuppie Word out of my head...oh yeah.

Yuppie: A young city or suburban resident with a well-paid professional job and an affluent lifestyle.

They're the typeo f people that talk abotu their yachts --the ones my dad always impersonates--and wear sweaters around their waists....like me...joking...during the show they pulled out more cars for the freestyle and my dad screamed "HEY THAT'S MY CAR!" haha funny...every truck except three flipped or messed up--BlackSmith, HotWheels,and Grave Digger...we screamed when Maximum Destruction died out..and in the end Grave Digger made up for it all...it was funny he's like "who wants BlackSmith to win?" silence. "Who wants HotWheels?" silence. Then he screamed. "WHO WANTS GRAVE DIGGER?!?!?" and everybody screamed...haha..it was a stampede goint down the ramp 5 floors though--I kept getting ahead of my parents though...running too fast, I Guess..

Well my dad doesn't want to see the video at all, Drew. I'm relying on my mom for my ability to talk to you--she believes me. My dad still thinks you're some fatso without a life..well I better go, haha.

God Bless
Em

Busy Weekend

2006-01-06T23:36:00.000-06:00

Wow---it feels like the last night I will be able to stay up late. Considering tomorrow night, I'll probably get home around midnight (if the traffic is reasonable) and be rushed to bed 'We're getting up early for church tomorrow'....yeah, right. Eleven o' clock service!! I could get up at nine and be ready and besides, what I really like about Gateway (though in some ways don't like) it is extremely casual. We all---except me and my dad, who were wearing regular looking (but not sloppy) clothes---looks like we were going to Dauphin Way--man why am I using that as an example? Well..maybe just because its so close to that church we used to go to---but I don't remember the name of it, lol. My mom was dressed so nice she stood out like the dot on a domino..everyone else was in shorts. Man, the other day I got fussed at for wearing shorts in winter. It's 80 degrees!

Just a quick update for you guys, you know. For those of you that have Launchcast, love listening to good music but don't like listening to a lot of this crappy stuff, listen to the Switchfoot Fan Radio, trust me, or the Matthew West fan radio. Seriously, on this Switchfoot Fan Radio I haven't heard a song I disliked *until this Evanescence song came on!!!* ever since I started playing the station. They have a good variety of rock: 3 Doors Down, Nickelback, Switchfoot, Linkin Park, and a good variety of Christian: Lifehouse, Relient K, Newsboys, Casting Crowns...and really it is a good station..

I'm just going to tell you guys right now that Switchfoot doesn't call themselves a Christian band...and I don't see why. Though their songs are played on thousands of Christian stations (like KSBJ, for instance...the local Christian station) they say, "We might be Christians, (P.S. Stars just came on the Switchfoot Fan Radio, haha) but our music is intended to be punk rock only." For all of those that (ooh.....haha I have the CD but it is still really cool to hear it on the radio, just when you're in the mood, you know?...like Learning To Breathe [which I have!!!]) don't know, Switchfoot is actually a surfing term. Yes, I would know, living this close to Galveston, (*Coughs* 30 minutes) but I didn't until a few days ago when I was bored on wikipedia.

Tomorrow we're going to a Monster Truck show. Nothing special for us...Relient Center is in Houston, but it still takes a good drive (about 45 minutes) to get to downtown Houston. And I'd just like to thank Jonathan (you really didn't have to!) for giving me that Christmas present. I really can't find a way to forgive him, besides using that twenty dollars on a gift card for Eb (wait htat's a great idea).....and he has it right. I'm obsessed with music (whistles along with Stars....it is 3 minutes and 59 seconds long!!! *random information*)

Just something funny my mom thought was, she was talking to Henry about how the devil was once a "good and beautiful angel" then turned "bad"....and my brother asked, "When the devil turned into a bad angel, did God say 'You're fired?'" and I couldn't stop laughing---we were in mom's bed. No, that sounds wrong. My brother was in mom's bed and I was getting my CD, yes...that's what it was. Dad might've been in bed too...but ha I don't really remember, lol..

Another thing to say: Family Guy. Okay, I absolutely, positively, hate the new episodes of Family Guy---I love the old episodes, with this one exception of this one really vulgar and satanic episode somewhere in the third season..the older episodes weren't as vulgar, not as vulgar, I say...and they were actually, wow, funny...

*Yawns* I want to go write If 5, but I want to finish Avorn *what I was doing before I got so wrapped up in this*...I've only been writing for three songs though, haha. Does anybody listen to Wayne Watson? My mom has a few of his CDs, they say he sounds a lot like Matthew West. And I had a question for anybody that knows Hawk Nelson/All-American Rejects...do they sound the same? Take Hawk Nelson's Things We Go Through and All-American Reject's Dirty Little Secret...don't they sound like there's the same isnger or somthin? Nothing.....something I was thinking of when I was watching FUSE earlier..

Anyways, my point. I have a busy weekend. Here's the schedule.

Saturday: January 7th, 2006
Morning:

possibly go see movie
eat breakfast and get everybody ready
go pick up dad's contacts and pick out my frames *it feels so weird to be going to wear glasses again...I mean all my friends, even Josh, surprisingly wears glasses....I'll say Travis does cause he tries not to wear contacts all the time, haha...but when you wear them for so long you still feel like you're wearing them...I have pics of me when I was TWO wearing glasses..and a pic of my bro when he was 2 wearing my dad's glasses....haha really funny, actually)

Afternoon/Evening:

eat lunch and dinner
Go see Monster Truck show
get home late

Sunday:

church/lunch
some other thing I keep forgetting
probably the movies if we're not going Saturday
church/dinner
me going beserk getting all my school stuff ready

NOOOOO! School! Within the week! I can't---grr....HEY.....the Chronicles of Narnia Minicourse was my first choice---if Travis gets my first choice before me again I will kill him--he got Harry Potter..htat was both of our first choices, so I deserve C.S. Lewis, though I have a feeling he signed up for that 500 buck computer-building thing he would've loved, haha...they need a cat minicourse for Alec or a music minicourse no that'd probably end up gay.

Okay, Andrew. Here is how it works....tomorrow or the day after, or whenever the subject of you somehow arrives in our conversations, I will show dad the video. Jonathan saw it and said a few things about your family that I wouldn't repeat--but still somehow thinks that you'll be mistaken for your dad......I don't know how exactly unless Clint was getting the names mixed up....haha that'd be funny if he called you David and your dad---okay fine I'll shut up. ANYWAYS, we can't talk on the phone or online (cept this...I haven't exactly asked but my dad said that as long as its not in modern time--like a chat room or RS, something that we were on at the same time, omitting email would be alright)

IF I HEAR ANOTHER EVANESCENCE SONG!!! *raises fists*

Is Josh a blonde???all my friends this years are blondes...for some, uniquely odd reason..

*starts naming*

All about 8 Andrews (EXCEPT ANDREW H.....the one born on the fourteenth of October.....come on....TWO DAYS APART...I'm going to find some difference in the two of them...besides the state difference---if one of them woudl stop being homeschooled it would help *glares*)

Travis

Kyle

Josh *haha maybe*

Ashley *he gets mad when I mentions it*

um..........my brother?

*runs out of names...refers to other*

Jimmy!

Alec!

David!

Haden!

Andrew Hall, Jonathan, Taylor, ect..(are any of my friend's girls?)

Wow...haha.a...soo many friends that aren't girls...I wasn't mentioning like half of them---those are just my best friends..(exept Andrew Hall...we fight a lot...no not you...the one born on the freakin 14th! [a different month would've been nicer...]..then there's that one born in April...)

Oh well...dungeons and dragons, magicians and um....they're in a hospital now...oh and about Elements, Jimmy...I forgot the plot, haha...no seriously I did. I have absolutely no clue what hte book is about now---*starts laughing* I don't write things down--its not my fault I forget--OOOOOOOH CHEESE!!

WARNING: IS DISTRACTED BY ANY FORM OF CHEESE OR FRIED FOOD. WHEN NEAR AN EDIBLE (and sometimes unedible) OBJECT OR FOOD PLEASE TAKE CAUTION. ALWAYS HUNGRY.

Doesn't that seem similar to you, Val? Haha...I waasn't copying anything in your mind to let you know--or maybe its my subconscious to the work again...*yawn*...ehre I am, unconsciously whistling again....no really I just woke up whistling...I fell asleep, again. That butterfly sleep medicine thing my mom takes *she works nightshift...don't let your mom take it Andrew, haha* made her sleepwalk, take a shower, come downstairs (in the middle of day, still asleep), fix lunch, eat MY COOKIE!!!, and eat half a bag of chips until my dad woke up up....that was my cookie...

Okay fine...haha I was right. ON AND ON AND On...get me on a subject I will be very likely not to shut up..exactly my point. Give me an example---okay um I can't think of one right now..my mom gave me back 50 bucks *What she owed me* today...in the truck, actually- ( we were getting hte show tickets) and she told me to put it in the History case...she's like "I don't know any guy that would break into a car and steal a Christian Cd, unelss they have x-ray goggles and see the money inside.." haha...I have no clue where my P.E. clothes rae :((

Anyways, good night, god bless.....*yawns* Must...finish...Avorn...chapter...16..

+Em

P.s. A new character is appearing in Chapter 16...he is a slender green-eyed fourteen year old blonde (who hates being called it) Just to let you know...I changed up his last name a bit (how many friends do I ahve whose last name is 6 letters?)...anyways......he is quite religous, and believes in the Christian faith, though he hates sports and music *I'll get him for that..* yes this is modeled after my really good friend so don't feel bad if I mess him up some...I won't have Ashley here in the US to lecture me anymore...

Just let you know that when I get back to school two of my friends are going to be gone--Ashley and Abraham...now I'm officially without any friends in 4th period--unless you count Sierra. I know, Andrew, that she sort of was extremely rude to you and me (you weren't the only person that blindcopied things to me) and I'm pretty sure hates Travis---first of all she is a jerk at school, and like I Said before, I don't get along well with female blondes...or females in general...and I mean...I can't have her insulting my best friend in Tx, or my other friends...she seems to hate all my friends...I'll ask Travis what he thinks of her Monday....

P.P.s. Why can't I go to David's church? That sounds nice---great, big, Baptist church...*grins*

2006-01-06T15:54:00.000-06:00

Another quick post...*Whistles* My mom is being really cool about Andrwe, and my dad wants to see the video---but he's at work now. The teachers start school a week earlier than the kids...haha....well...um..OH YEAH SOMETHING ELSE..

My mom was talking about us getting tickets for the Third Day Spring Tour :D :D :D :D :)!!! Yippie....she says that as long as its Christian--she'd love to go to a concert..(does she even know who Third Day is???)...which I think is going to be awesome...there is one in Austin that we're probably going to go to sometime in March--there's a few more in other TX cities I have never heard of haha....a lot in the northern states though....

And I am bored--once again. I have officially listened to History eight times through in the truck---I usually only ride going to and back from school...then again, my mom brings me, my dad brings me home cause he works at my home school but, man...I wish I could talk on the phone to Andrew---and to Travis but he's getting his phone line fixed...yay...--haha I'll just kill him Monday *JOKING TRAVIS...*

And since I'm on the verge of listing way too many random posts-----I'll just say that I'm getting glasses again....now I have to listen to all my friends go "again?!?!?!" YES!! Man--omitting last year, I've worn glasses since I was two and it just happens my eyes are crossing and doing weird things again...the reason I Got them when I was two...now I don't have to listen to every long lost friend of mine ask "Hey Emily did you get contacts?".........I'll start asking Travis that though I know--hey...does David have contacts???

Man I'm bored...I'll probably finish Avorn before school *YIPPIe* I promised to finish two fics before I started If 5--I'll finish that then probably some one-shot haha...just an excuse..

I also had Olive Garden today---tomorrow we're going to a Monster Truck show...then after that we're actually going to church for once? *GASPS*...wow...haha...man...I'm bored..TOLD YOU YA COULDN'T GET ME TO SHUT UP TODAY!!!

+_Emily_+

Another Quist Post I'll End Up Losing Trying to See the Comments On it

2006-01-06T01:24:00.000-06:00

Well---the comment--alert--email--thingy is officially not working! I've tried logging off......does it sense the IP? Anyways---I've gotten about a billion comments and none of them send to my Gaggle email--something makes me think its blocking it--------stupid piece of crap school server..and have you noticed the Radio Edit of Stars is called Star? Sorry, I was listening to LaunchCast...lol...

oh and a warning.

NEVER EVER EVER drink an entire can of Coke at once..I seriously don't know what I was thinking but I feel like hangover or something--well I wouldn't know what that felt like....anyways....man I'm bored...wow I've found about 80 trilliion wiki sites--tabwiki, christianwiki, wikipedia, wikispecies, wikiquote, wikisource is REALLY COoL--it has books--full books....haha

Well

I'm bored--might as well go to bed..

*suddenly thinks* OH CRAP DID I HAVE HOMEWORK OVER BREAK? *still can't find P.E. clothes*..

Wow---for some reason I'm in a real big Star Wars mood now---just as I was writing this it kind of clicked

Anyways
*Yawn*

bye...try to see if you can get me to shut up tomorrow

2006-01-05T22:57:00.000-06:00

"I love you more than the sun and the stars that I taught how to shine! You are mine and you shine for me too, I love you!"~Matthew West's More from his Happy album

I can't explain how wonderful I felt after hearing that song. Besides the small amount of happiness that I had finally gotten Happy ever since my lonely days in 2004 when I went through this Beatles phase just as we were moving from League City----that's probably when I became extremely religious...in early 2005 I realized that nothing is more important than God:

"I tried money I got as much as I could and I went to the store And I bought it all But it wasn't enough 'cause I wanted some more But my house was full so I bought a bigger house and filled it up and there I was with all that stuff.. and empty..."~Nothing Else from Matthew West's History album....

I just got through watching Futurama. What I really like about Simpsons and Futurama is that they might be idiotic at times *Thinks..is Matt Groening a blonde* and his comedy might be a bit crude at times...though it isn't vulgar or against God in any way....I reminisce a conversation I had with this girl---an Indian by the name of "Sanna" that believed in the Buddhist religion...I wasn't usually one to row with her--after all she was a girl and I do not usually become friends with them, and she was awfully quiet. Omitting Travis, I don't usually like quiet people.

So, it was the beginning of the day and all of teh WAVE students were chatting in the commons before school...probably around 7:45...around 7:55 I was released from the CIA meeting (Christians in Action) and somewhat eavesdropped on David (my friend...and leader, I believe, of the CIA...student-wise, anyways..) and Sanna...who was speaking of her beliefs, talking...and wronging David--I would straighten her out...the polite way, of course.

"I'm sorry to say this, Sanna...buddhas are mere statues that have no significance at all------your god is nothing but a statue that you worship..." my hearing became faint even as David explained as a group of 8th graders pushed me away from my friend and Sanna, eagerly talking about the new Godsmack album (man I hate that name..)..by the time I had gotten back Sanna--I could tell tears were in her hazel eyes, replied, "No. You are wrong."

"David!" I screamed, my voice hushed even as I came, swinging my bag (I don't use backpacks) over my shoulder. My hands in my pockets (somewhat like usually...) I sat on the table and said as Sanna's attention turned to me,though my words were directed towards David (who for some reason I keep trying to call Andrew now....there isn't even an Andrew in his name and it just seems like....okay forget it haha...no not you Andrew...see...Andrew reads this but he never comments....he said in science a few weeks ago he reads it--just doesn't bother to comment...well comment Andrew...you're in the school directory!)...haha mood gone.

My words were directed towards David, and I said, "David. We believe in the Christian religion, that Jesus Christ died on the cross---and that God created man and this world." I spoke in somewhat of a hushed whisper, and he nodded--I knew he was listening. "Sanna," I then turned towards the Indian girl, somewhat a smile unfolding on my lips, "I believe in the Christian religion, that Jesus Christ died on the cross---and that God created man and this world, though I am not saying that whatever your Buddhist religion says is wrong. I'm not saying that your beliefs are wrong, and that it is wrong to believe htem. David nad I are saying that just what we believe in--like many other people in this world of our nationality--believe in the Christian faith, while you might believe in Buddha. It is not wrong to believe in a religion, whoever you are. For all we know Buddha could be our God or whatever, but I and I know David and many of my friends do believe that he is not a god of any kind, and that there is one true God, and his son died on the cross to save us of our skins--I mean sins." I figured it was a pretty well done speech, and I realized that Sanna had stopped crying. By this time the bell had rung, and I don't think David was listening at all---but that's my point...if you're still AWAKE???!?!?! People believe in different things---for INSTANCe.

My good friend Abraham (who is moving to Washington *Growls*) is 100% Persian. In fact, though Arabic isn't his first language and he can only read it, not translate or speak it, I wouldn't be surprised if he went back to Iraq instead of Washington (better yet..I'll tell you later about him...about Ash). Anyways, Abraham believes that Jesus was a well-known and well...um...a prophet really close to the Lord---but he does not wrong me when I say that Jesus died on the cross....I know the Muslims and people of the Islamic religion believe that he created miracles---just that his death on the cross was an illusion created by God to help deceive his enemies (aah! I'm learning in Social Studies!!)--though he does not wrong me...he knows I have faith in that religion, and I know he has faith in his..

Since I'm on this religious subject---do you know how long it takes for me to explain to my friend what an ichthys is? He wouldn't let me call it a 'fish' (so much simpler and easier to pronounce...say ichthys ten times fast...trust me..)....and...okay fine forget it.

Man---w00t BIG BOOM!!! I LOVE THE BIG BOOM!!!..if only they could make Avorn into a movie---they could add the BIG BOOM at the end of Chapter 14---I plan as I write...I write as I plan. I don't plan ahead draw webs or something to help me with in writing---I just write...let it flow from me as I write---so I discover and learn new things...create new characters. When creating a new character or story I do think about the main plot and characters, just not the little subplots and such...

I am going to make Avorn a series/trilogy. A trilogy, if possible. Or just add in a sequel--a cliffhangar, I don't know. I'm frowning towards If 5------how long should it be? How many pages? You know--I was thinking about making about 11...then putting three in the first part, four in the second part, and four in the third part-sort of like Lord of the Rings! Maybe add in a prequel, what happened to his mom before the Martok/Fooku war (I still laugh when I read that)..

Just a clarification. We have root beer, Matthew West, Third Day, both Switchfoot albums you want, and perhaps a few Cds I'm forgetting to mention. You are doomed!!! And I finished reading the first book fo the Bartimaeus Trilogy...w00t!!

Better yet--my dad is actually wanting to see the church webcast....yippie. He's the problem--and no I'm not insulting him. He is wanting me to be safe, nad I BET SOMEBODY ten thousand bucks (starts laughing uncontrollable...last time I did that I gave Aaron Monopoly Money...haha..he was mad..) that whenever my dad sees this video he will go easy on me and Andrew. I bet he's still doubting---saying that he is making his voice sound younger and just giving me pictures of his nephew...when he's really some satanic short fat bald guy that is about 40 years old without a life....wow...complete opposite..is that possible? iman...sounds identical *if you make it the opposite, of course*.

An an announcement *that's pointless* to Mr. Frodo!! *cheers* and now I have More stuck in my head---wonderful song..I used to love it last year---nad I was all the time "who sings that?!?!?!" haha that's how it was with Are We the Waiting.

Just to make this clear----you used to love Green Day???

Okay. Anyways--I said I would go back to this and I will---Ashley is moving...TO ENGLAND....yay I'm glad that's only what? 3 continents away....I don't know...SOMEBODY GET ME A MAP...if he didn't play RuneScape I'd be mad but he says he's going ot be gone *if he's not already there* before break is over...we get back into school Monday...w00t MONSTER TRUCKS!!!

Man...if I haven't had enough of hte Monster Trucks. I really hope we're not there for long, haha...my mom won't decide on a denomination or a church---so I'm confused. See (starts laughing uncontrollably) we go to this church that might be Baptist, but it has no denomination.....you see...then there's Gateway, which is a very large Methodist church---not like Dauphin Way, but has a lot of big rooms....I sort of miss um...some church in Vidor, Texas. Haha, my great aunt used to work there and when I didn't have to listen to stupid freakin one-eyed puppets with her and actually went to the adult service (I was four and proud!!)...I distincitvely remember feeling too old for this little slide...haha..I was probably three or four then. Ah...memories.. and boredom I've been writing on this for nearly an hour and *yawn* its only almost midnight but we're waking up early tomorrow to go....somewhere...yes...a beauty salon....wait...why would mom bring me to a beauty salon *shudders*...

*Remembers ignorant black lady* "AAAAH! She has lice!"

Us: WTF?

Lady: Yes, she has little lice eggs--the dandruff turns into them and creates the lice!

Us: *rolls eyes*

Lady *won't shut up*

Mom: SHUT UP!

haha..memories....

Oh yeah nearly forgot the dog pics are of my dog Marina while she was still a little tiny puppy--she's a lot older and bigger now (by like ten pounds and 6 months..)

Anyways...

God Bless
+Emily

Quick Post

2006-01-05T20:13:00.000-06:00

I'd just like to make the little announcement we just came from Toys R Us. A Christian store is right next to it and I spent 52 bucks getting:

Learning to Breathe by Switchfoot
Hm...Nothing is Sound by Switchfoot
Happy by Matthew West
and
Wherever You are by third day

I think we're even Drew.

God bless
+Em

2006-01-05T10:05:00.000-06:00

Haha...I feel like I've scored a point. Beat that parents. Three billion eleventy one to one I finally have a point-----cause I have a really good feeling about that video. First of all--a few things.

A.) It is a church webcast
B) I'm going to access it from the church website
C) It says his family's freakin name and his age as well
D) It shows him looking nervous--proof that he's Homo sapien
E) If my dad and mom wanted to believe that his dad was him---why would I lie about his first name anyways?
F) They might believe that he might go to the church--just picked out somebody with the same name (trust me I know a lot of people with their name, first and last). Answer: Caller ID, or a quick call to their house

Anyways, I'm really convinced that this video is foolproof (what an odd word, I'm no a spy----or a contractor....or many other things I can't think of right now) but after this they have NO REASON to believe that he is some fat old guy trying to kill me down the road. *thinks* I've never even had a friend that's fat in my entire life...hey...that's odd....all my friends that are blondes their last name starts with A-M (M and A counting too)...wow, I just realized that haha.

One second.
Travis, Andrew D. H., Andrew S. H. (At least they both have the same middle name...what is Andrew's middle name anyway? Seymour? Simon? Well...I'm tired of initialing haha) , hm...used-t0-be-friend-until-she-insulted-me-Andrew-and-Travis-and-Kyle-Haden-and-Alec-Sierra, man I'm running out of names..Ash (doesn't Ashley have blonde hair? Well, yes naturally...which counts)...that means Cody counts...ooh both Cody's count For those of you that have read the If series Cody is based off of my friend Cody G......well Jonathan's friend Zach starts with a P....no he's a brunette..I don't know haha...

ANYWAYS, somebody please get on runescape or give be ideas for If 5 before I crumpe up and die...you know...sometime I should practice, haha. Haven't done that since a long time ago last year....I hate it when all my friend's are in school. Jonathan, Jimmy, Andrew, and I just remembered last night that I still had Kyle's point for Language Arts, haha. I'll have to give it to him Monday during first period (science)....wondering where my P.E. clothes are still...

I found my most recent Prayer Journal...probably around 2003-2002, in second or third grade (I hate math...it just likes me)...written in a Prayer Journal. Half of them are written like this:

Dear Heavenly Father/God/Jesus/Dad/Holy Spirit/(about 50 other things I can't remember),
Bless the world, and thank you for my friends and family. I thank you for the ocean, the water, the trees, the forest, the hills, the lake, the rivers, the streams, the plateaus, the rainbows, the (how smart is this kid? I didn't know what a plateau was in 2nd grade--did I???) (goes on and on and on and on..)

Finally, when you reach the endo f the page it goes.

And bless mommy, and daddy, and Prancer, and Henry, and (for some reason I just called Prancer haha) Trey, and Rodney, and Blake, and Jonathan, and you, and....(by this time I had tore the page out with frustration...)

Man...memories. Several little identical prayers written down on several identical pieces of paper in an identical to a bilion I had green spiraled notebook I had ignored during school and just drawn doodles in..

Back to the video---do you think my dad would believe it--or fall for it? Well---I shouldn't say, fall for it, because it's a true video...I have my instincts ready, my dad was like, "What denomination is K-" "Roman Catholic" "On" "Baptist" "Av" "Baptist" "Id?" "Baptist"---doesn't realize how smart I am....haha. At least I think that Travis is Baptist, I know David is....and I know Kyle is Roman Catholic.

And my dad still desn't like Andrew when I'm listening to a CD he suggested me get in the first place.

You know, somebody please needs to get me a life, haha. I am bored---I'll show my dad that webcast l8er. My brother's at the Dentist....you know--play video games should count on the practice card..somebody please tell me when the Gateway services are--that site hates this computer.

P.S. My dad owes me 81 bucks....my wallet is broke. I was thinking about getting a few CDs, haha...and this one store has every CD imaginable....;) haha maybe I can get Happy....make you jealous---and Nothing is Sound, and possibly every Switchfoot CD in existence...BWAUAUAAKaUAUA *sounds like evil chickens off of rs*

P.P.S. I've been Rsing a lot (use of coined word that Drew made :D)

~God Bless
+Emily+

2+2=4
2+3=5
2-1=-1
14-19=-5

:D

2006-01-04T17:34:00.000-06:00

I'm feeling really good right now, and I think that the church webcast from New Years Day will be a good bit of proof for my parents, but I won't talk about that now. I'm not grounded from anything, just to let you know. I'm on almost all day, except when I'm reading (and Prancer/Marina are very good listeners) or playing my guitar (at those times Marina is so scared of the brassy noise she runs off so I just have Prancer listening to that) and as I finish the first book, the Amulet of Sarkahand (I think--something like that anyways TRAVIS don't kill me for getting it wrong) in the Bartimaeus Trilogy.

I'll go school related for a moment--if RuneScape doesn't log out. (At the moment I'm watching Anger Management...lol last like five minutes..) In language (don't kill me Travis) I haven't started to memorize my "point" (paragraph long piece of crap needed memorized Tuesday) for debate. In science...man I don't care what's in science. I've had bad experiences with science (refer to first [or second] verse of I Know You're there [the song {how many of these am I putting inside each other???}] for info to what I'm talking about)...um in PE I totally LOST my clothes..have no clue where they are so I'm wearing shorts for the next few days till I can buy clothes.

I'm sort of hoping Travis or Jonathan (man why does he have to be in school already? LUCKY!!!) will call tomorrow--maybe Travis will set up another lasertag game (NO...can't lose to Haden even more..)...memories flood back to me from the school and I really want to get back to Travis, Kyle, yes even Alec at times, and even the band (oh shoot I haven't practiced in a LOOONG time...I will while my dad's at the boat show Saturday, haha)...and for once for ONCE I spent the entire time online during the day (before now) actually looking up on Bible Gateway. I became somewhat entertained (as I always have since I learned about it years ago--I just forgot about it--found it in some links from the laptop when I was younger and had fun) trying to pronounce the Hungarian verses in there, haha. Which sparks another problem in my life--the cross.

The cross represents a symbol, the Holy symbol---it represents the fact that our Savior, Jesus Christ, sacrificed his life on the cross for our sins, and then my friends (or---um...used to be friends) talking about how they're going to burn this cross for a movie they're doing for school...and I nearly flamed up just at the thought of it. And ont for the cross's purposes either--but I knew who they were, and I knew that we had been nemesises ever since I asked if they could come to one church service---blasted little satanic demons setting their minds on the fall of God and the rise of Satan (Ha! As if!)....

My parents still don't understand that I--you know, want to go to church. SOMEBODY please look up on the Gateway church (see links) when the services are because I CANNOT handle NOT going any longer---I'll go with David, Kyle, or probably Travis if I have to--just to hear more words from our pastor--the only I've been hearing is from the archives from months ago from Rev. Clint Pressley...and they're nice and all---but he's in Al and I'm in Tx and its not the same feeling watching church when you're not there---but still I don't have to face the wrath of this totally bad female singer....my dad said today--or a few days ago...or probably last year, "It is the meaning of the lyrics. Most country singers can't sing at all, but I listen to them because their words are meaningful." At hte moment we were--listening ot Queen. Very helpful...haha not really.

OFFICIAL DAILY FICTION UPDATE!!!!

Fanfiction.net:
Avorn: Currently writing next chapter
A Marauder's Story: Currently plotting next chapter
If 5: Currently plotting first chapter
Everything else: OUT OF THE MOOD FOR IT!!!

Fictionpress.com:
AI fic: probably next time I hear it (I've been listening to christianrock.net and the local station a lot lately though..)
Elements: haha next time Conner begs me to...lol...if only he'd read it...
Everything else: OUT oF THE MOOD FOR IT!!!
This new fic involving my friend Ashley: the next time Ash reminds me about it..he's been sort of eager for me to write about him--some odd reason...makes me include his gf too haha...

Wow...I don't care who wins the Rose Bowl at all....I really don't. Marina is asleep next to me all...layed out...I should take a picture, haha. How many more days does my mom work?!?!? Travis, if you actually read this, lemme tell you how LUCKY your mom is...I mean...she just is---so are hte kids that have her when she's subbing for Mrs. Hines (shudders..) How could you think she was nice last year? Oh P.S. Tell Alec he needs private lessons...I don't feel like it..

And a special devotion to Jonathan, probably the biggest idiotic loser on the face of the planet sometimes (no, make that galaxy) how he's always saying the 'n word' and insulting black people (I don't know why to me though...) and just--kind of vulgar and is really---he's been nice to me at times (see I said AT TIMES) especially in that fight with those girls in 2nd grade....haha good luck with Erica--she might be doing good...she might still have a house (there is no chance of her having a house after Katrina..)

Which somehow reminded me of Photobucket---yes I took that picture of you, Amanda, and Trevor (no....Amanda, Trevor, and you) [no, Trevor, Amanda, and you] {no, you, Trevor and Amanda} (SHUT UP!!!!) off my account--just felt like repeating that. Remember when you said Nimrod was a Genesis 10:8? Now I can't forget it...I can recite it ten times fast in Hungarian...(okay just joking about hungarian though..)

SIMPSON, HOMER SIMPSON, IS THE GREATEST GUY IN HISTORY!!!

FROM THE, TOWN OF SPRINGFIELD, HE'S ABOUT TO HIT A CHESTNUT TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

God Bless
+Em (I don't see any copyright notes!! ;))

The Truth

2006-01-03T22:06:00.000-06:00

Around 9:46 my dad checked his email, and about now is the time where I wish that he punished me instead. I think we have to throw out this pillow, or Prancer, cause I was crying and clutching them both as my dad spoke, or Prancer at least until he jumped from my lap with a loud meow.

My dad said today that he's not irational...he started it off with saying that he was actually proud--that it took a lot of guts for me to admit it, and even minutes later I'm still crying. Trust me, it takes a lot for me to cry.

He asked if I'd seen pictures, and then he said that he didn't want to talk to his parents or him, and that I should never talk to him again. Okay...I'll make this clear. Until I notify it IM/Rs/email/phone is banned, and we cannot communicate in real life for now---the for now part I questioned immediately. He says he still needs to talk with mom, and though he didn't cuss a lot (besides calling him a fu##### b@@@@@@@ [I winced as he did]) he still says that for I know you could be a 40-year-old fat guy (Imagines my great-uncle [screams and closes eyes!! I'm blind!!!]) even as I crack jokes I cannot laugh--because I know that even though he said he'd talk to his parents, I cannot say another word to him through email, im, or rs, especially the phone.

Exactly why I'd wish that he banned me from the phone and computer for a year than for one person for life. "I understand that you're really good friends with him, and by what you've said, he's a Christian and a decent guy." He showed me the arrested child abusers that passed as young guys just in the area...our section is safe but down the road is about 4 or 5......it'll take a century for me to stop crying, though what's odd is....I'm not in any other trouble. I can't talk on the pone tomorrow at all...and I'm sort of glad about that. I remember--the first day of school after moving I cried the entire day...even as new friends Travis asked, "What's wrong?" and I know David, if I told him...would be pretty upset at me. Which brings me to my eigth prayer today---if only my dad knew. He's one of those people that thinks all Christian teenagers are weirdos and he's been saying what you've been saying for a long time...there's a lot of difference between a 12-year-old and a 15-year-old, though he admits I ahve the brain and mind (same thing) more than the 7th and 8th graders at his school...

I'm babysitting tomorrow, aka, crying all day tomorrow. Even if I were crying I'd still talk to Jonathan, not Jack. Jack--I don't know why I'm friends with him. He's half-chinese, 7th grade. I'm half a year older than him though....yet a grade behind (what? that doesn't make sense). My parents don't understand that I'm religious too...they don't understand that I've fallen asleep crying as I read the Bible the past fortnight, they don't understand that I'd rather be taken away from WAVE and all of my friends there, even Alec, and David, and Travis, and Kyle, than not be able to talk to my only friend that has taught me so much, and opened my mind, and my eyes to God, and is the only reason that I'm crying right now. Oh, Lord if only they knew that no punishment could be worse than the guilt that I was facing for lying to their faces...many of my friends would help me...ask what was wrong, but they would not help my pain. I don't think anything can. Yet I still pray. God does many things, he is doing many things, he did many things, that nobody will ever understand. He has a path that everyone is blind to for everyone, and yet nobody can see it, even if it is their own! If only my parents knew what Andrew had shown me....what he had opened my eyes too...it would be far different.

Expect a post tomorrow----and yet I still wonder why they just said I couldn't talk. MY telling the truth evened it out, and they still trust me the same, just are going to watch me more. That's why I can't use my Yahoo email anymore, just my waveecassidy@gaggle.net (gaggle email)...

Finally, my tears settle, though a sadness still envelopes me. From what I know we can still do this Blogger blog thing, though at this point I wouldn't really care. Somehow I wonder how the entire time I managed to keep calm, and I know the Lord blessed me with courage as I admitted my lies..in the beginning my dad thought he had sexually abused me...or we got in a fight....or actually in the beginning he thought we were being more than friends. I cannot talk with Andrew any longer on the phone, email, IM, or RuneScape, and though on this blog and his might be the only conversations we have with each other, he will still remain in my heart and in my prayers.

God Bless,
Emily

2006-01-02T13:32:00.000-06:00

I feel so brilliant, so devine, so uptight that I cannot handle it. I just thought it would be a good time for a brief (I before E except after c.....) little post before I actually get up the bravery for telling my parents. Though--I know I can't do it. This entire morning I was iwth my dad and brother. We did a few drivebys on boats and we walked on the Kemah Boardwal, and every time I woudl even come close to the subject I would cringe and be faltered. My dad asked plenty times what was wrong, as I wasn't speaking at all (totally unlike me) and was staring at the boardwalk ground.

The only thing I can think of is to write to them. To take out a piece of paper and a pencil and actually write it to them. Writing a letter is so much easier than speaking in words, though I know it is not the same.

I'm going to take a walk now. It is around eighty degrees outside and I'm in a sweater and blue jean pants (always, it seems). My brother, after we went to McDonalds and let him run around on the Play Gym, asked if it was summer. That just shows how hot it is. No snow, no frost, no cold. If it weren't for the leaveless trees I would've began doubting myself. I need the fresh air, is the truth.

I'm not posting again after this until things are settled, and for some of you, I know I might not ever see you again. God has a plan for every one of us, and we didn't just meet by luck--we met by fate. I just want everyone to know that if I don't see you again until 2007 you will always be in my heart and in my prayers.

God Bless
Emily

Admittance

2006-01-01T23:26:00.000-06:00

I am proud to not have slept since last year! Definetely. It is considerably thirty-three minutes as I write this now until January 2nd, 2006. Looking at blogs and websites and all of this other junk, it is odd to even see 2006 written in there. Now this might also be a good-bye note to all of you.

The truth is, no matter how hard I come to admit it is, I've lied. I've lied to every single person I can think of at this moment, even myself at times. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep just thinking about it, though I'm in fear of hurting other people when I tell the truth to another. I tell my parents that I meet Drew somewhere, and I tell him that I didn't tell them anything. I told him that I didn't tell them anything--and it doesn't help that they believe I met him at my school in fourth grade and he moved to Alabama, that he is a year older than I, and that they think that I'm lying and that he is really black and 25 years old. Everything circling around me is just---confusing me. I'm seeing stars and my mind is just spinning. Which is exactly why I'm going straight with everyone, and exactly why I might not update for a long time.

My mom is pretty reasonable. She understands that Andrew is thirteen (as I say he is) and that I met him in League City. Right. The slip-up I had at Casa Ole (haha I went to Casa Ole today, or almost yesterday) didn't help things, and my dad demanded I show him the yearbook. I said I didn't know where my fourth grade yearbook was, which is not a lie (I really don't know where it is...I don't know where almost any of my agendas are). Though my mom doesn't hit--or anything. She'll simply say, "You cannot talk to him anymore and you're grounded for a week from the computer and phone." (what I believe she will say). That is probably why I'm going to tell her.

My dad--is another story. He likes to see me in pain, for some apparent reason. Though not as much as his older brother (the oldest brother) George....who literally runs around tackling his kids to the ground....tackles me too. Anyways, he would probably scream at me---yell, holler, bark out demands for the truth. I'd probably be too intimidated by him to tell him in the first place, though Jonathan tells me to do it the quick and painful way....to admit it--then leave. I really need help.

This entire afternoon and day, ever since they interrogated me at Casa Ole (while I was busy eating), I've been uptight and upset. I can't explain how many people have asked me, "What's wrong?" or "why are you upset?" and I just simply reply, "I'm not." There I go again lying, and it is hard for a human in general to tell the truth all the time. I try, and I try hard. I try to admit when I'm afraid, and admit when I don't like something. I'll admit that I tried to hit my brother and I'll question myself as to why I wanted him in pain in the first place--because half of me argues, saying I shouldn't see him in pain though this other part is wanting him in pain.

One lie is all it takes, and I think it started on October 12th, probably coincidentally. While my dad is working on the boat outside, and I know that he doesn't like Chandruw at all (he doesn't like any of my really good friends--except Haden; Haden is a student of his though, euphonium player), I am in my room frustratingly talking to Jonathan while he is trying to comfort me; sometimes I feel that he is the only person I have. I can admit anything to him, except when it comes to Christ.

I've gone to the point where I don't care. I feel like an adult trapped in a kid's body, the way I think. And I understand that I truly screwed up, that the world is hiding secrets from me that I know. I know that I'm ignorant in a lot of areas, though I know that I can be the brightest one in my class. I know that I will die if I have to live through this secrecy for more than a month. I was hoping--you know---until spring break, when they were actually at our house maybe, to tell my parents where I had met Chandrew. I was hoping that I would be able to tell them outright, admit htat I had lied, but not so soon. I can't express how difficult it is to speak to them--admit that I had lied, to hurt them even more than now.

My dad is uncomfortable with me even talking to guys. He's uncomfortable with my best friends being guys, and the only friend I have that's a girl...is not even my friend. Sierra (the quite insulting one towards you, Chandruw--okay I can't bear saying that gay name anymore...) is a blonde. First of all---I would like ALL of you to know....I don't do well with blondes at all...the blondes are my worst enemy (specially this one blonde....friends with this one guy that thinks I'm his friend...really annoying actually.....). My point is, all the blondes (female only...yeah I bet you were getting suspicious, Drew) that I know are just---insulting and rude. She replied in an email back to me that "Travis is an idiot he SUCKS!!" and I can not deal with this girl that thinks she is my friend insulting my real friends. Jessica is alright, though we're not any real friends. She's just somebody I can talk to when my mom doesn't let me talk to guys, but thankfully she is really good friends with David, Travis, and Alec (the QUADRIO...the what?!?!?!) as well--(reminds me...I haven't played my bassoon since last year...oops I didn't mean for it to come out that way. I haven't practiced since like the third day of break).

As I was saying in the beginning of the paragraph, my dad feels uncomfortable (and I don't blame him) for me being really close (friendwise [what else would you think?]) to my guy friends. He knows that Andrew is older, and I think he's worried about me...you know...being such good friends with all these guys. I don't think he's ever heard of a tomboy---and if he has...the reason I say goodbye possibly is because I know that I'm going to get in major trouble for directly disobeying them (don't talk to people you don't know online) and fibbing to them. They don't realise that their punishment will not be as great as myself knowing that I have sinned so greatly and probably will never regain their trust again. At hte least I won't be able to get on the computer at all and on the phone, and I know for certain I probably will never be able to speak to Andrew again. Which is why the lovely Pony Express (Right??the pony express, right?) created MAIL. For all of you that know...mail is something I don't use regularly, though I feel like it is a successful use of communication. [hint hint]

This is how I am. Have any of you read one of the Tolkien books? I think it is the one right before the Adventures of Tom Bombadil (something I would never hope to ever be able to write), the letters from Tolkien. He had this one letter, remember small font, that lasted about thirty pages long. That is how I write my letters, long and detailed. It pains me to think that all of this is my fault---if I had not only told them I lied in the first place.....I could never forgive myself.

I'll see if my bravery is high tomorrow---that my confidence is up and running the track eight miles straight because if you don't hear from me until school starts back up again (the Monday after today, its midnight sharp [COOL!!] is when we get back) that means I'm doomed. Just seems odd how I can dedicate an entire long post to a single mistake that I made.

I hope all of you guys that are driving tonight be safe. God Bless
~Em

Pictures!

2006-01-01T02:54:00.000-06:00

Ok mini-major announcement to all of you seeking pics *still read the post below this PLZ!!!*

Ok -deep breath- anyone lookign for pictures of me....I got about 80 trillion pictures *not only of me* from teh years before that I've posted on http://photobucket.com/albums/b223/onono4542/

so pretty much here is where ALL of the pics I've uploaded are. I have a few of me, though you are free to find pics of my mom, brother, friends, family, um...dad...and a lot more other crap. It's in the Photo section, where hte branches lead off---and I'll recomend you to look through it all if you find the time. I'll be sure to try to update it more often but...uh...yeah Exactly, lol.

God Bless
~Onono

2k6 FINALLY!! w00t!!! (and a bit of valuable random information about me)

2006-01-01T00:18:00.000-06:00

For God so loved the world, that he gaved his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life~John 3:16

Wow---srry I couldn't think of any other quotes lol. Yes, my attempt to blind you all is working, lol!!!

Man, it's the year 2006 and I can't help smiling, though one thing is Drew, srry for the really fast hang-up a few minutes ago. I hate it when my dad raises his voice at me to get off, and I don't see why he wouldn't let me on the phone past midnight. I mean seriously, last night I was up till like 4:30 talking on the phone to Jonathan, maybe he juts doesn't like you. Which is the truth, he doesn't. Before you left he says, "Look. I don't care who you're talking to. I don't know him and I will probably never know him." Though....I'll just say I'm sorry. I know he doesn't like you and I knwo he doesn't like me talking to you, but Mom is fine with it. In fact, she might be glad that I have a lot of friends, though I wouldn't recommend talking with my dad.

I'll just say that the New Year went pretty smoothly. I got downstairs about thirty seconds from the countdown, and I was on the phone with Val until my dad screeched at me to get off. He was right. I have been on it all night, though I wish not so. I like talking to Jonathan and all...we're best friends and all....but I truly can't wait until my dad gets back into school. Not to be cruel or anything, but I don't like him bossing around my social life, and especially interfering with it. I know that I'm not allowed to talk to people I haven't seen in real life online, and I've stopped. RS public chat is always on "Friend." And I'll guarentee you that I'll probably never put it on "Public" again.

My dad is very strict with me, and sometimes it pains me to pain my friends when sometimes I'll be talking to Jonathan, or someone else, he'll snap at me to get off, and I'll go, "Sorrygottogobye" extremely fast, and immediately hang up, leaving him confused, and I'm afraid, hurt. I don't like causing pain to anyone, and for instance, if I wake up in a bad mood for absolutely no reason at all, I'd rather go up to my room and chill out than make somebody else get hurt just because I'm in a bad mood. Truthfully, they don't deserve that anger from me...for no reason at all. "I don't want to make you in a bad mood just because I am," I always say. My dad...he's in a bad mood--everyone is. I don't want to be like him, and make other people upset or angered just because I wake up grumpy one morning--I try to hide my grumpyness *which I find nearly impossible* and try to not get other people steamed up about it.

So like I said, I don't htink he's comfortable with me talking to people online. For all he knows, I could've met htem online *half of them I did*. I'll ask Ashley's view on it. He's smart *for a blonde* (winks at Andrew). And....just since this rang a bell--do you know how weird it is to hear an 87-year-old man called by his first name? I was at Vidor (as you know) yesterday--or---um...the day before New Year's Eve, and somebody was like "Hey Andrew." and he turned and this chill came up my spine, you know?

Oh...and Val's most recent post kind of made me want to do the same:

MORE STUFF ON ONONO'S RANDOM CRAP (yes it's officially qualified)

Name: Emily
Full Elvish Name (don't ask): Onono Glinneth Lhawsion
Age: 12
Birthday: 11/15/93
Siblings: a younger blonde brother named Henry born on 11/1/99, me thinks (he's 6)
Parent's first names: Angela and Archie
Age of parents: 36 both....Mom is May 9th, Dad's is August 8th...
Total money in wallet now: 76 dollars
Power: The power of talkability and annoyance
Hobbies: writing, drawing (NO SCANNER :((...), um...listening to music, playing video games, TALKING, photoshop, eating, trying out my powers on victims (usually family or friends)
Sex: (why did I put this here?) Half female, half alien-gender
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Brown
Point of this subject: NONE
Born: well---it is un-named, though it is in the north-western hemisphere on Jupiter. (Houston, TX)
Species: Mixed....human and non-human ;)
Nationality: (Homer impression) USA! USA! USA!
Grade: 6th
Books: Harry Potter, LOTR, perhaps a few Star Wars books, Chronicles of Narnia, some more I can't think of right now, um...Inheritance too
Authors: C.S. Lewis, Rowling, Tolkien, Paolini, oh yeah, me, Andrew S, Andrew D. H. (the one born in October '90), Andrew P. H. (the one born in July '92), Andrew D. H. (the one born in April '90) (SO MANY ANDREWS!!!) Andrew K, Andrew L, Kyle, NOT TRAVIS (laughs), and a few more.
Movies: Hitchhiker's Guide To the Galaxy, LOTR, Star Wars, maybe HP, when it comes out Eragon and Eldest, EVERYTHING Steven Spielburg/John Williams...
Music Genres: Pretty much anything Christian (including gospel, contemporary, rock, ect) and a lot of rock (though I hate a good bit too)...not much of a rap fan (though I'll listen to old school ONLY)
Fav band: man...such a Green Day and Switchfoot tie (yes I still do like Green Day's music. I don't like Green Day. I like their music. I hate Bullet in a---I won't even say it)
Fav singer: ooh...I hate country (That's probably what you were expecting, right?)..Matt West all the way. I can't even name any other singers.
Tv shows: Family Guy old episodes, Simpsons, (if Matt Groening will start a new season..I'd like it more) Futurama....Spongebob (my 16-year-old friend like sit...so I'm normal!), weird shows like Fairly Odd Parents and old cartoons I really shouldn't like....but I'm weird like that
What I'm doing now: Listening to christianrock.net/this local Houston-area Christian station (Do you have something agianst my religion because if you do......jk) and eating....(surprises? why are you surprised?)
Marital Status: single
Pets: A black and white Cocker Spaniel, she is about 8 months old and her name is Marina; Prancer, a 7 year old ragdoll gray cat my dad says is gay; Turtley, a might be alive red-eared slider about 2 years old
Former Pets: Heather, a golden Cocker Spaniel that we got rid of when I was just a baby...B.J. (starts crying) a black and brown (I think) dog that I loved to tears...literally....he was so skittish and jumpy--liked to jump, we got rid of him...I pray that he's in a good home
Friends: Wow, the list! (just my favs) Alec, Travis, David, Kyle, Ashley, Haden, Josh, (deep breath) Andrew S, Andrew P.H, Andrew D.H. (born in Oct.), Andrew D.H. (born in April), hm....GOD....me....my family....my friends (ooh bet you didn't expect that one)
Pancakes or waffles: I HATE YOU FOR ASKING ME THIS
Dogs or cats: Fluffy cats, calm; small dogs
Seeking a male or female?: You moron a MALE if anything----I'm not GAY like you you piece of CRAP ME!!!
Video game systems: PS2, GameCube, GB,GBC,GBA,GBA SP, used toh ave a PS1...

Okay I think that's enough for now---I really can't think of any mroe at the moment (too busy listening to local station, lol...). Besides I've just spent 40 minutes writing on this alone and I'm tired and wanna write ---yawns----(Wishes I could talk on the phone but I can't)

DAILY Fanfiction.net/fictionpress.com UPDATE

Avorn Chapter 14

Started writing this fic for fictionpress.com--currently unnamed

God Bless

Emma

New Year's Eve's Eve

2005-12-30T19:05:00.000-06:00

For all of you guys, I'm sure you know how well I can talk a lot. For all you other guys that don't know that---it's time for you to learn. Oh P.S. my mom doesn't think you're black or 25, my dad just thinks that you're black--he was joking about the 25 thing.

Yesterday, I will briefly explain (like LOTR briefly, as in only 20 pages long), what happened. We drove out to Silsbee, where my uncle and aunt live (Wow, don't you usually do 'aunt and uncle?'.) I won't explain teh redneckyness of it right now but I'll just say that we saw fireworks. It was intimidating.

For two hours we sat in a freezing cold parking lot. Me--was in pajama bottoms because I was cold and had no pants, wearing over my blue jean shorts. My shirt was short-sleeved and man--I wish I'd brought a jacket. The fireworks show was almost like a WW2 Reannactment, as in they were going off about 20 a second. Better yet, there were these spinny-tornado-looking things that were going off about 500 a second...there were these rocket--looking jets that kept hitting cars and think--redneck town---a few cars caught on fire....it was scary because they were just a small shopping center parking lot away.

Finally, when it was over...we talked about fishing and hunting to Uncle Brad--watched a few fishing shows and stuff--a Tarpon tournament, until we left. At my grandma's we simply listened (or I did, anyways) to music and read the first book of the Bartimaeus Trilogy late into the night (I can read in pitch black, even if there's a small emergency light I'm still pretty good on nightvision).

In the morning I woke up aorund 8 o' clock...missed the familiar smell of waffles. My grandfather's been getting more selfish and selfish as the days go. He's more obsessed with staying at the camp and hunting and fishing than seeing family, and what he used to do to my dad and his siblings would now put him in jail. He beat my uncle's legs until they turned balck and blue, and if my dad *who was the youngest male..he has one little sister, Aunt Ada (with Uncle Brad)* and his older brother Irving fought at all he'd physically smash their heads together.

We then went to my great-grandfather's house. He is pretty amazing. Said he was working on baby cradles. A few motnhs ago he couldn't walk--broke his hip on a cat. Now think---this entire time I kept thinking 'what a redneck I am' because after we ate barbeque with him, my grandma (who isn't related at all..), my Uncle Joey (a policeman..why my dad speeds in that county) and his baby Laine (who I keep trying to call Liam)...we went over to my uncle's place.

Now--after seeing the horrible damage done by Rita...I kept thinking....well....I can't really help being able to not explain this. Drew, remember what we talked abotu the other night. How you can't help feeling bad at yourself for thinking about how you're...feeling bad for yourself and what the storm did to you when there's other people out there with worse damage....and you just can't help feeling..anyways...about 15 trees fell...I didn't know the damage before but it was a lot better now...there are a few stories...(one involving Laine drinking beer...COMPLETE ACCIDENT OF MY UNCLE...) and a few other crazy things I might be arrested if I said..(I said I'd keep this brief...)

Anyways....we hung out there .I got the tractor stuck in 2 feet deep of mud....really cool. My mom literally said, "I'll be sure to make copies of these so you can show Jonathan and Andrew how hick you really are." and I'm like "SHUT UP!!!" so...I'll probably end up sending the pics anyways, lol..:P.

Anyways---I CAN PLAY THAT BRAIN STEW THING!!!!!!Sorry I'm being weird

Me: But aren't you always
Me: Yes I am
Me: You're an idoit
Me: I know you are but what am I?
Me: Smart
Me: I know I am but what are you
Me: *grins* an idiot
Me: I know you are but what am I
Me: GRRR!!!
Me: -smiles-
Me: !#$@%$@!#%@$%^@%$#@%$#

Reminding me...my dad was impersonating his dad. I think he set a world record for cussing in 20 seconds..

I think I've done enough damage. Anybody can call....until like 10. I don't feel like calling because I'll probably be talking on the phone to Jonathan anyways....P.S. I DON'T HAVE SCHOOL TILL NEXT YEAR!!!!!

~Bless
~Emily

NO!

2005-12-29T12:18:00.001-06:00

To grandmother's house we go. My elderly great-grandfather is giving 5 dollars to everyone in the family *that's like a hundred dollars!*. One time he gave 100 to every1, but 300 and 500 to his closer relatives gave a total of 10k...he served in teh first world war srry i'm typing so messy i'm about to go

I'llj ust say one thing. i really wish i couldn't spend the night. my parents said we were going to see king kong today i just didnt' know that it was impossible or us to go to vidor withotu stopping by grandma's house for the entire day

try to call me i might or might not be here anyone

and to add there is absolutely new going on. i've stayed upevery night till about 1 playing and talking on the phone to a really good friend of mine--i have this weird dream repeating but besides me talking, hanging out, and studying these tabs on the computer NOTHING is new

~bless
~Emily

Deadly Virus

2005-12-26T23:11:00.000-06:00

Wow. Around this time this morning my dad came up to my room, banging on my door. Like usual, I had stayed up the entire night *as in I haven't had sleep since Christmas Eve, and even on Christmas I woke up at 4:30* listening to ISH *which is now probably my favourite CD*, asking what I did to the computer last night. He said there was a virus, and there was all of these email scans and popups. Four hours later, I tried to check my email, and they had devoured the entire computer and I could barely do anything. I was lucky enough seconds before the unmovable-popups started popping up to tell Erica to email you guys *as in I think it was Jimmy, Andrew, and Josh...probably some more* to say what was up because--man I thought that a) I was doomed because my dad thought that I'd done something and b) that my dad was mad.

The good news now is that its now fixed....but I lost everything. The favourites from the last time we reformatted the computer are up. They're not as updated, but at least I still have the really important things. Same thing with the Pictures, though I specified to SAVE the Documents. If I lost those, I'd be dead. So, guess what I did all day?

Okay. To start off, maybe I was talking on the phone all day. Or maybe I was playing the guitar all day. To start this off, Kyle, it is full sized! I don't know what the problem with you is--just....-sigh- Kyle is extremely small and....like a third grader *don't hurt me!!!* the full size guitars are extremely large...and almost impossible to play. But lucky for me I am not four and a half feet tall! (You know I was joking, right?) And maybe I also spent the entire day eating chocolate or meditating, for all of you that don't know. Today last year was the day the tsunami hit and around noon a news report of the people still suffering reminded me.

The bad news is--I haven't heard from Travis. For all of you that don't already know, the three of us (Haden, Travis, and me) are in a competition. Who can finish/see each book/movie first. We do it with everything (cept Goblet of Fire because we all saw that at the exact same time...actually it was really close because Haden also saw it later that night too..but unless somebody was asleep...we saw it at the same time..I'm just glad what happened this time asn't what happened last year at Travis's birthday party--I won't speak any more.

I also reinstalled YIM. All my friends know how often I am on RuneScape and YIM (yes I downloaded java too) and I'm just glad my dad let me in install it. OR should I say, I hope he's not mad I installed it. They were watching Valiant, so I didn't exactly ask. ISH is now officially one of my favourite CDs!

Oh...and somebody pray for my sanity. I am saving up for an Xbox or DS...I'll never do it. I am four dollars away--and I can't keep more than $100 at a time...its not my fault...well I guess it is--but the Cd is calling for me! Which reminds me, do you think they'd have it at Barnes and Noble? I have a twenty-five buck gift certificate!!!

As I was saying before, Kyle, I play the guitar really well now. As in I can play all the from high A, to low A (I think..) no...a lot G. Yes, I remember now. Though it still might be a low A, I can't quite remember right, and I don't want to go back upstairs to get it.. I play so well my dad is actually buying a John William's book at H&H...man I love John William's. HE is AWESOME!

Going on. I'll probably be on all night....wish me luck *I want that Switchfoot CD!!!*

2005-12-25T23:24:00.000-06:00

Yes it is possible for me to listen to every single Green Day CD I have on the road trip (hour and a half) there, and in between places, and back. There and Back Again, I should say, now that I am convinced I have every single book that John Ronald Ruel Tolkien has written.

Let me go over the schedule with you guys for the next few days.

Tomorrow: NOTHING
Day After Tomorrow: NOTHING (cept I might go down to Eb or the music store (I REALLY want to get that Switchfoot CD!)

Actually, I'm really happy. Mostly because about a year ago I stopped taking piano lessons (I'd been playing for a year) by Mr. Bocco, probably the greatest private lesson instructor around. The good news is, he also teaches guitar, so my dad is recontacting him (THANK YOU!!) and we might start taking guitar lessons. Wow--my parents are actually awake past 10--is that a record?

So. Because I'm going to be doing nothing but listening to music, hanging out on the net, and trying a few scales on the guitar *I wish* that means that you can call me pretty much anytime-anyplace...as long as it is after 8 o' clock in the morning and before wheenver my parents go to bed--which is going to vary. Now I will proceed.

My mom's side of the family I don't even know real well. Trust me, they are complete cityfolk compared to the side of my dad's family that I don't know (I've heard stories of Uncle Bubba riding to Wal-Mart and back in an electric wheelchair for a 6 pack of beer), though that didn't stop Kyle, who I think is a senior this year--come wearing a camouflage shirt and a giant cowboy hat that kept flying off in the wind. I mean seriously! And during this gift exchange *grr Shannon took MY root beer!!!!* my great-uncle literally said what we were all thinking, "The only thing here is crap! It's all crap!"....seriously...he doesn't knwo when to shut up...

See, none of my actual cousins were there. So when I say cousins, I mean 2nd cousins, okay? To go on, I really get along with my cousins, though they I only get along with there. Josh is eleven, about 6 months younger than me, though he has fishing and hunting stories that amaze everyone. Same thing with Kyle, who is his older brother. Shannon, David, and Jason I probably know the best-omitting David. I know Ashley and Amanda are the sisters of somebody (I know that they're Kyle and Josh's cousins..but since the'yre my 2nd cousins I have no clue) and I was never close to any of the girls in the family..mostly because the first impression I had of Jason...after when I was REALLY young was this.

"Yeah. I saw the midnight opener for FOTR--and it was really freaky. The Uruk-Hai in the movie was pretty cool, and the Sindarin was pretty accurate." goes on and on and on about Fellowship of the Ring and I was like ,"Man he's a really cool guy." Though he's the oldest, and is now a manager of Lowes. He's 26-27 now, I want to say. I have a feeling David is somewhere around 24 and I know for a fact that Shannon is 22, though I mean--I just really get along with them.

And trust me...they remind me so much of people I know it is scary. Shannon has a unqiue love for video games and racquetball--(the racquetball part I learned today). I don't know who he is the son of (I think Uncle David and Aunt Helen...'t least I think that's their names...probably have ti mixed up)...but man he is hilarous...specially Josh. We were outside while everybody was eating. You know--there were about 30 people inside this extremely cramped house from the 30's. My great-grandfather (he also fought in World War 2, which I think is neat). Shannon, Josh, and I were actually smart and ate outside...

Anyways, Josh starts rambling on about his girlfriend, and he's like, "Well I wouldn't exactly call her new. I broke up with my other girlfriend 5 years ago, and I've been having Kelsey for four years." And when he said that, man Shannon and I just started laughing--cause, well..its funny, right? Not as funny as it was when my Uncle Joey *my true uncle..mom's brother* took the ENTIRE first layer of Potato Candy but still..

After we had said goodbye to everyone and left--we actually headed for my mom's sister's house. She lived in my mom's dad's old house (he moved into a new house about five years ago) and man--it brings back so many memories of my grandmother. But that is the past--and this is the present. The real big news is, my Uncle Mike's family was over...mostly these Hispanic teenagers that remidned me of this 8th grader I wa sfriends with at school. Two looked like they were passed out, and the other two were excitedly talkingon the phone getting ready for a date or something. Kaine, who is 3 (I think) and Rodney (10) were both there and here's the catch: Rodney has an Xbox...so....well you can just say...we played Madden 2k5, American Wasteland, and Ghost Recon (I'm gonna get at EB soon my dad says) the ENTIRE time until we left for my dad's mom's house.

Because my dad's mom's house is totally boring and pointless, I will skip down to when we got home around 8:30...(okay I was off by an hour and a half when I said the earliest latest to call...that makees no sense at all). I REALLY wanted to get on the computer-like usual...but my dad made me watch Fantastic 4. That is WHY, okay?

Now...I think I really need to finish that 13th and/or 14th chapter of Avorn now...I'm trying ot keep the days lined up....its Christmas Eve now lol..in the book.

Oh right...Christmas. This year is the best of all not only because I got a lot of cool stuff I've been begging for for months--but because I've come to realize as I've matured the real meaning of Christmas--and why it is so important. When I was little I thought that there was no reason for Christmas, and that the only point was for Santa to give presents. When I came at the age of 8, i found out that the point of giving was the real reason, though I was once again wrong. Hope, spirit, and love, most of all the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ, is the real meaning, so I mean it when I say it: God Bless you all and have a very Merry Christmas.

~Emily

Christmas Vacation.

2005-12-25T09:45:00.000-06:00

Oh the joy! Oh the rednecks! Oh the Henry getting-5 trillion presents! If you are my friend enough to spend your countless times reading the Christmas email I sent, explaining everything I got, or should I say if you didn't read that email, I'm not going over the list again. It is too much...

At 11:30 here, 10:30 to Josh...and 12:30 to Jimmy and EVERYONE ELSE except both Andrews that read this, and anybody else I know in Texas -grins- I'm leaving to have lunch/dinner/brunch/breakfast with family. I'll be gone until later this night so don't call after eleven. Simple enough, really.

Best way to contact is email, phone, or RS.

Christmas Eve

2005-12-24T19:37:00.000-06:00

Wow. It's Christmas Eve, and it didn't snow like last year--but I'm still really happy. My cousins about 45 miles away just left, and if you read my last blog post then you'd know who I meant. Trey and I played Medal of Honor: Rising Sun nearly the entire time they were here (we got to the 2nd to last lvl on co-op no cheats) and we also saw Chronicles of Narnia (which was awesome)

I'll tell you about the movie (alright there won't be any spoilers) I'll just say I sat next to Trey and he kept saying that the girl who played Susan looked SO much like me...and stuff like that. Though Peter..if his hair were red, would've looked exactly like my friend Jimmy (no, not you Frodo). Everybody had a really strong accent...no offence Brits.

Another thing I noticed was that absolutely nothing was wrong in it. Nothing. The computer effects were brilliant, and the music sounded like that...um...that girl that sings in LOTR during those battling moments and stuff....um I don't really know..

Everybody I promise I will call you!! Cept Drew...you call ME if you can before 9:00 (when I'm going to bed probably..unless I'm up) because my parents don't want me calling a 25-year-old black person

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!!!

*yes, still sugar high*

Untitled but DO read..if anything

2005-12-23T23:06:00.000-06:00

After finding a break in my readings of Eragon and the Lost Years of Merlin Epic I manage to now write a completely out-of-this-world and amazing post that will bore you to death--but do not stop to fall asleep in this late night! Read on, because it is only 54 minutes until the worst day of my
life!

Why, should I say, Christmas Eve is my least favorite time of
the year? Hours later, it seems, you should already be opening your
Christmas gifts. Already you are moving your jointed fingers back and forth in exercise for destroying the annoying wrapping paper, and you are already gathering your best knives to cut the duct tape seal your grandmother has put on all of your presents from her; the sun is gleaming down on a frosty night, and the cold air is smoothly
whipping through the leaveless trees.

Not here. Here, the warm sun is basking through the leaveless trees
onto at least half of a ton of leaves scattered across the front yard. On Christmas Eve, every hour passes by so slowly it seems to be days, and the very seconds that you feel are precious, and feel like hours. Like on the first day of school, how you dread its coming. A month until, then suddenly it is nearly there. When it starts, the hours go on
and on, just like those annoying speeches that old people give about other countries us Americans
are not even from.

Though maybe tomorrow will be a new day. Yesterday is history and history is miles away.

Sure enough tomorrow will be pleasant enough, as I will probably eat hot dogs for lunch, fill my stomach up
with popcorn during
seeing Chronicles of Narnia with
my cousins, and
playing video games all day
until finally, late at night,
Christmas
comes closer and closer. Christmas
is one of my favorite holidays
*near
Easter*. I feel more spiritual and for
some odd reason it is harder for me
to meditate during the holiday season,
though I still manage. I should
explain
who all is coming tomorrow.

First of all, there is my
grandmother, and
possibly my grandfather.
My grandmotehr and grandfather
are not hte least bit
alike, and they never
agree. Grandma is always
becoming poor and worrying about
her weight. She
has these panic attacks
that are unforgettable. -chuckle- I
remember last
year, perhaps Spring
or Summer when she called in a panicky voice,
sounding
on the verge of
death, to break up an interview with my dad to tell him
that
her DVD
Player wasn't working. Now, she delivers all the gifts. My
grandfather,
however, bickers constantly about the weather and such, and
never
admits
that he is wrong. Even if he knows something is wrong, he'll
back it down
and I don't know how old he is, probably around 60 or 70, but
he is
stronger
than I will ever be *and somewhat reminds me of Brom*. Though
he has a cruel
background my dad and his siblings, he is a wonderful
grandfather, and spends
more time hunting and fishing for anything at
the
creek (recently ruined and
destroyed by Rita) more than he does at
his own
home that my dad grew up in.

My Aunt Beth and Uncle George
are also
coming. Aunt Beth isn't really
anything special, just a regular
aunt that
tries to hug you to death. Uncle
George is a massive hunter
and fisherman,
and I suppose that's where Trey gets
it from. There's
also a fine line, like
a family tree, of people playing tuba.

My
dad's dad played tuba, and my
dad and Uncle George play tuba. Then,
Henry might play tuba, and Trey plays
tuba, so there's already a line
starting.

Trust me...I have no clue what is going on with the formatting. (I gave up on it) The point is this, my uncle aunt, grandma, and grandpa, and my uncle's three children *Trey, age 12; Cameron, age 9; Christopher, age 5* are coming over the entire day tomorrow.
I'd also liek to mention something. If you have not read Eldest, go ahead and read through this. I assure you there are no spoilers...I promise.
Everybody after Eragon came out thought to themselves, "Well...if we assume that Selena is Eragon's mother, because the fortune telling makes it quite obvious, then..." then they start going on in this line of how they assume that Morzan is Eragon's father and all of that other stuff that might or might not be true *I'm not saying anything*...I don't get it.
First of all, why do people argue, "Selena isn't Eragon's mother. Why would she be his mother? She was just another woman that was fortune told by this crazed lady, right?"
Well, Selena is Eragons' mother, and I don't know why people debate about it. Possibly the first page of the first chapter it states that Selena is Eragon's mother, so just to make it clear, YOU GUYS ARE WEIRDOS..
Now. There's the matter of my stories. Many of you have read my stories, and I'm still contemplating on what to do with If 5. Then again, I might make this a bi-trilogy like the original Star Wars. Perhaps the war with other evil guys in teh second six. Look, at least I didn't come out with the 2nd 3 before the first three! Now every time I talk about a specific movie, when I say it, it depends on what time they were born. If they were born in 1990, then Episode 2 would be: Attack of the Clones. Then, if they were born in 1965, Episode 2 would be: Empire Strikes Back.
The If series has gone way farther than I expected. I remember, having absolutely no storyline or plot at all, writing If. My characters formed and were fully developed by the second book, and perhaps halfway through the second book you learn great secrets. I think of this like Lord of the Rings, for some odd reason. Book One is like hte beginning. Nothing grand happens there, but nothing really explosive either. The second book is just a filler, and has a bit of a storyline and may introduce an ew character or two, and the third book is the final finish. The books beyond that are untold.
Another thing I was arguing about was Avorn. I'm refreshing my memory about Inheritance and dragons, and all of the stories that Brom told in Carvahall. The truth is, I might just make a story similar to Marie's Dragon, just make sure that there is not a dragon named Oropher in there and not a girl named Marie. Fanfictions are bonding. Now when I try to say, "Darth Malak," I say "Darth Martok."
And yet another thing I'd love to mention is I've been keeping in contact with one of my best friends from kindergarten and first grade! It is a blessing to speak with somebody I have not seen in such a long time!
~God Bless and Merry Christmas
~Emily

Early Morning---YAWN!

2005-12-23T00:34:00.000-06:00

Wow. Rough night...early morning. 12:33 to be exact, but 12:00 is the earliest in the morning you can awake, lol....anyways. I have quite a bit of gossiping to do, because I was at Travis's private lesson teacher's house until eleven last night. Though I won't go in detail...my hands are tired from typing Avorn. Suddenly I just got into this Eragon mood, which is GOOD because I need it FINISHED, lol..

Anyways. I really can't wait to say to Travis, "Mr. Brockway, his wife and kids, my dad and company, Mr. Pair and his wife, and your private lesson teacher! That means that if I were explaiining this to...let's say Alec, "Your band director's wife's assistant's daughter's best friend's private lesson teacher's house..." lol so...yeah..um...BREAK ROX though we're going to NASA nad I don't wanna tomorrow ...i really want to go to swimming. I mean I don't swim REAL good *cause most of my friends can't*....but you know how it is. One time *tink I've already said this to Drew* in Mobile we were staying at a hotel for the night and it was spring, right? And I thought the water wouldn't be cold just cause it was what--80 degrees outside? And winter was over, so it was warm outside, so it seemed the water should be warm? Well, WRONG. It was sooo freakin cold....man...-sigh- I'll never learn..

I also have something else to say. All my really good freidns I'll trust for life are guys. I have a few friends that are girls that I just talk to to keep my company, until now. Because I just got an email back from my best friend in kindergarten that I hadn't spoken to in about....what FOREVER?!?!?!?!

Ok I'm sugar high

BYSA!!

2005-12-22T00:13:00.000-06:00

I can't explain what is going on! I was surfing through the computer files on the PC, when I came across a single topic. Its name was 'Spongebob', and when I opened a small little folder...I found, something I thought I'd enver see in my entire life. It was a Spongebob picture on the computer screen, and I nearly cried. I nearly cried because I had reached the 'Lost documents'. Though I didn't find Answers or any of my older stories *I WILL find and FIX that laptop tomorrow!!* I found things that did make me cry tonight, or last night...depending...

Probably hte one that made me cry the most was this:

Dear Emily,

Hello baby girl. I will miss you while I am gone. Be good for Mommy and Henry. Give Henry a hug for me.

Things to do while I am gone.

1.) Clean your room
2.) Play a game with Henry (maybe hungry-hungry hippo)
3.) Give mommy a hug and kiss
4.) Take my boat out for a ride around the lake, be sure to wear you like preserver.

See you Friday after school.

Love, Daddy

None of you even know what that is. My dad -cries- wrote that to me when he was in basic training...I was in preschool when I got this letter -swallows hard-

I was in first grade when I wrote this odd story (I made a few formatting adjustments, though the spellilng, punctution, and all that is the same):

THE BOOK
Once upon a time there was a boy that was picked on and people called him names. His name was Jake. He got tired of it. He thought the library would have a book on how to not have people pick on you. But instead he found a book of magic. He accidentally lost his card. So he stole the book.

The next day at school he just read until the bell rung. As he read the other kids gasped. Something magic was happening. Suddenly it all stopped. Where was everyone? I ran to the door. On the door of my third grade classroom read WHOLE MONTH OFF, NO SCHOOL. Wait that was last month and I read that that was going to happen. Which means whatever I read in this book will happen. I found a chapter on wishes.

It said to make a wish come true imagine that you have that wish and say the magic word Ezermazoka. He imagined that it was 7:00 on the next day. And when people picked on him there was no problem until the biggest, meanest, strongest kid in school came around. He said, “Hey mister powerful. Want a peace of me?” He tossed the book into a dump truck and threw a huge rock at him. It dazzled his mind on crazy stuff. He imaged himself dancing on the streets in a dress. He even ate a helicopter! At school he got stuck on an island and thought a shark was a whale to bring him home. Jake had a hard afternoon. Then he remembered that somehow he had to return it.

He took a shortcut through the sea. He was bit from head to toe and stung by a jellyfish. But there was a block from the dump entrance. It was a giant monster! He flew in circles around the monster. The monster got very dizzy.
And fell over. I zoomed threw the entrance. It was so sticky. I slipped on a banana pill. My foot got stuck in a jar. My stomach
Had goo on it. I fell on an old tent. I got the book but it was dirty and due today. I flew home and hid the book and took a bath. I imagined that the book was clean and said I was sorry to the librarian and everything was back to normal.

The End By Emily

Even as I see it now I want to cry. I wrote THAT when I Was *checks to see last time updated* 2001...that was first grade *Sobs at memories*...

11 PM

2005-12-21T22:59:00.000-06:00

I'm on the uncontrollable verge to run upstairs and grab some candy, run back down, and get sugar high because I'm dead tired. No, I want to stay up. I have a week's worth of computer-time to make up over the Christmas holidays, but I still want to -yawn- sleep...unlike my dad, I don't drink coffee, lol..

It is exactly eleven o' clock PM right now and I will tell you, I've never gotten Writer's Block before in my life. I'll tell you now: there's a first to everything. I cannot write, I cannot think...I know where to go on but I can't without skipping this PART because I've landed hte characters in some scene I don't want to bother writing, but I'm okay. I've yawned so much this past twenty seconds my eyes are starting to water.

A tiny little warning to all: DONT CALL AFTER TEN. I do not know how much I have to stress to you....all the little idiot friends I have *yes he's NOT a blonde*...I won't say names, you know who you are....BECAUSE IF I WERE POINTING AT HIM IT WOULD BE RUDE!!SO I'M NOT SAYING NAMES *points viciously at Conner*. SOMEbODY *jerks hand at Conner* called at 2 in the morning.

*tries to look innocent* Conner: You said to!

*hsises back* Me: I was joking!

Anyways, whatever you do...don't call at 2 in the monring PLZ unless you want to die like I'm pretty sure my dad did to Conner.

Be ready for my next post in ten minutes

4 Days Till Christmas...-sigh-...Proposings and Calling

2005-12-21T21:54:00.000-06:00

First of all, you do not know how weird it is to have a friend say he loves you. You really do not know how weird that is...so I'm still kind of jumpy. My cousins are coming out Saturday, which is fine I guess. I'm staying up till 8 in the morning :D:D -grins-..

I got to open another Christmas present early, which is Call of Duty: Finest Hour -Comic Book Guy Impersonation "Best video game....ever."

To add don't call past 10 unless I'm awake and I say you can..my mom's weird and goes to bed at like 8 o' clock.

Dog Runs Hard; I Die

2005-12-21T16:50:00.000-06:00

I'll start this off with telling you that I do not wear glasses. No matter what any of my older friends tell to you, I don't wear contacts or glasses.

Now that that is done, I will proceed. Now imagine a scene in your head. A rather normal subdivision, houses next to each other with a bit of yard space in beween. Teenagers walking around, driving their cars, and parents bringing their child to ballet lessons. Then imagine a small Cocker Spaniel running far ahead a tall brunette. Though you cannot tell, the brunette, a young girl, is being dragged for abotu 3/4th of a mile nonstop. Just recently when she turned the corner, she sprained a leg muscle, and is now on the verge of tears.

That is exactly what I'm talking about. And for all of you that know *which is only a few people*, when you wear glasses and you run for a long time or sweat really hard the perspiration makes the whatever-its-called in between the two lenses, the part of the frame in between them, slips onto your nose. It kind of pushes down, and you can feel the cold wet metal touching. What's weird is, I still feel that, though I haven't worn glasses in probably half of a year. What's really odd is, history marks.

I can still feel like I'm wearing glasses. Sometimes I'll feel something on my face and I'll reach up to adjust my frames when I realize I'm not even wearing spectacles. That's because I've worn glasses since I was two. I never had vision so bad I couldn't see, just my eyes were crossing when I was a baby, and they still might be. Some part of me wants to wear glasses again...though I know the feeling TRUST ME I KNOW THE FEELING of getting punched, hit, or socked with a ball *especially basketballs* wtih glasses on. For all of you that don't know, take a knife and push the sharp side against the ridge of your nose because that's EXACTLY HOW IT FEELS!! I know from experience, peoples!!!!

On further notice I'm updating again! I've been on all night!!...um...day..whatever.

To let you know, I feel like a really big redneck. Here I am, raking piles of leaves that when 5 sq feet long reach up to my calves *no really*......I can imagine myself in overalls doing that...don't ask I just can...though I'll never be as much of a redneck as you, Drew *jk*

~God Bless
~Em

The School Skipper

2005-12-21T14:09:00.000-06:00

Just in time at the sound of noon,

She and her father ate with a plastic spoon.

She would leave, after lunch.

But before that she must take some munch.

The time is true. Today during lunch, my dad came and ate with me *better than being with some losers* and brought me home rather briskly, and I've been on the computer since, forgetting all signs of schoolwork. Though I should rake the yard before my dad gets back home, I have a few things to say.

Now, none of you tell him, but I'm going to see the Chronicles of Narnia Saturday while my cousins are out here.

Sorry for such a short post. Anyone calls between about eleven in the morning to 10:30 PM, unless I specify you cna call later than that. On Christmas day you may call as early as nine, as I'm sure I'll be up around three.

5 Days Till Christmas

2005-12-20T17:53:00.000-06:00

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Happy Kwanzaa! Have a splendid Chanukah! Um...May the Valar be with you. If I missed any religions, remind me, but this is the time to be jolly and merry, right? Over the coarse of the last 4 days, there has been nearly nothing but sober unhappiness and grim friends.

To start off, one of my best friend's dog's died. Though I know Jake will be fine, he has been quite grim lately since she died. Lady is a Golden Retriever, and I have met her once or twice. Please pray for Jake. I know that his 5 days before Christmas shouldn't be filled with sorrow.

I'd also like any of you to pray for whoever got hurt on the bus today, and the relatives and close friends of the four children that were injured or died in the car crash about a week ago. Two of the students, a 6th grader an 8th grader, died. Bless their relatives. They were hit by a drunk driver, and the other two children *I believe 7th graders* are in terrible condition at a local hospital, being threatened with death. For all of you that don't know, they were students at Seabrook Intermediate, in the Science Magnet Program. It must be hard to have friends or relatives, even siblings, get injured or die this close to Christmas.

Though there are grim things going on, I have even better news. Dad says that after Wednesday, once break starts, I am not grounded until the next report card. I have good hopes about the Science Exams we took today, and the Social Studies Exams yesterday. Math I am not too worried about, nor Gym. I've gotten a 100 on every test in Gym since the beginning of the year, both on paper and physical tests. I'd rather not talk about school, but for all of you that know, I had a brilliant idea. Okay it was my idea, Travis helped.

For all of you that know, I have 5th period with Travis, 3rd with David, and none with Alec, which is surprising. In this little friend trio we have, none of the friends from his elementary school have any classes with him at all, except Michael, who was in his Alpha 2 class and lives in Friendswood. To go on, Travisd and I are nearly best friends. We've been ever since I moved from League City in July 2004. As many of you know *or I hope you know* Eragon is coming out on December 16th, 2006. And, as many of you also know, it is somewhat of a tradition or costum for David not to have a party, for Haden and Travis to do lasertag down at Space City Lasertag, and for me to bring all of my friends to the movies.

Eragon is coming out, and even though my birthday is a month before that nearly exactly, my mom and I figured it would be a good idea for me to bring my friends to see Eragon around Christmastime instead of for my birthday. I probably wouldn't get a lot of gifts, but I'd rather see a single movie with my true friends than get an Xbox, DS, and PSP. I know that going to see Goblet of Fire with Travis, Alec, Haden, and Ari this year was a blast, nad I won't forget it.

Which brings me to another point. I know that I've been receiving a lot of gifts, though I admit I have given none that I have picked out. I know that Travis often sits on the bus, ignoring Alec and reading a good book, though I really can't find one that he would fancy that he hasn't already read. Alec is another story. ANything with cats he'll enjoy (last year he got a stuffed cat for his brithday and was delighted). Since I cannot buy gifts, I often give money. I'll probably give 5 bucks to every one of my friends, though the church is bleeding me dry. 10% isn't a lot of my money, probably only 3 dollars or so, though I often give about 30 dollars each time. I need to stop that, I know. THoug hthis one church *not the Methodist church
* is extremely small and poor, and I'm sure I could help a lot if I tried to.

So, I would probably like to give a bit of money to all of you that haven't gotten a gift from me. Just a little note.

Just another random thing: You know those 'describe me in one word things' that have been passing around the entire nation? describe them in one word: undescribable.

Please somebody explain to Haden that I haven't sene Chronicles of Narnia. Though he's offered to see it with me, and so has Travis, I'd like to see it with my family or Travis. Haden has done too much for me and he's a really good friend. So is Travis, and I'd also like a chance to see Libery again. Maybe play soccer with her, though I'll admit Liberty usually wins.

Sorry for such a long post. Anybody that knows my number can call me. If I trust you enough, email me and I'll give you my number. I'm not afraid to say I live in south-east Houston area, because the place I am in you cna go three miles nad be in another city. Pasadena is 30 minutes away and downtown is about 45 minutes away. Vidor is about an hour and a half away, and Angleton is 45 minutes away. Galveston is reasonably 30 minutes away and EbGames is 15 minutes away. Bay Area Bible Church is literally one and a half minutes away.

Bless all of you, and let the Holy spirit flow within you *okay that just sounded cool*.

~God Bless. Pray for the ones in Iraq and the suffering peoples.
~Onono

P.S. I have a joke. OKAY. *sorry the Iraq reminded me ofi t*

A man walks into the president's office with a grim look on his face, "President Bush," he said, talking reasonably slow. "500,000 Brazilians died in Iraq today."

It was now the president's turn to turn grim, and with a cold look on his face he muttered quietly, "This is terribly. Totally terrible!"

"Indeed it is sir," the man replied. "What shoudl we do?"

The president looked at him surprised, a look of worry still planted on his hard face. "Anything to help! I just have one question."

"Yes?"

"Exactly how much is a Brazilian?"

Goblet of Fire

2005-12-18T20:53:00.000-06:00

As you might already know, I got Goblet of Fire for PS2 two days ago at the Christmas parties for both sides of my family, and today I plyaed it. This is how it works out. The first level is hard. You start out fighting and have absolutely no clue what the controls are. Its pretty basic after you get used to it, though by that time you're dead *well I lived*. There's an autosave feature, and levels become unlocked as you gain Triwizard Cards through other levels. I won't say much, but I'm really in a bad mood.

The 6th or 7th level. I forgot. Right after the first task, you go to the Prefects bathrrom with the trio. I decided to play as Hermione for this one level you know, cause I alternate. So Ron loses the egg *typical* and you are sent down into the pipes to find it.

I don't exactly remember, though I know my hands are still shaking. Yes I lost. 5 steps away from the winning of the level. See the entire thing is consisted of water trying to blast your head of, salamanders that usually come 5 at a time with plenty of fire that keeps starting back up again, and this little annoying gollum-like-creatures trying to spit ball you *don't ask*. So I go down, find the egg, it goes back up the pipes. Now, fighting salamanders I'd lost my 3 lives so here I am, 24 hp, with no lives left. Yippie.

I head back, get attacked by 20 of those spit-ball things. My health goes to 6, and I'm like 'crap!'. I head back up the way I came, luckily didn't get attacked by anything...then I get blasted five feet from the Prefect's Bathroom....and I'll tell you right now. My hands are still shaking from it.

The game might be a big challenging at times, though it isn't repetitive. You might lose once or twice *that time was the first time for me to really lose the level in the entire game*, though...for instance you have to get at least under three minutes time in the first task. If you die or get really really delayed, it is impossible for it to be under four minutes, so for the first few time syou might get a bit late. By the second, third, or fourth time you'll probably have it.

Oh, and another thing. Science exams tomorrow. Wish me luck! And wish Andrew, Kyle, Alec, Travis, and any other friends I have that are still sick good luck.

Good and Bad News

2005-12-17T23:33:00.000-06:00

The good news is that I have just gotten back, at 11:33 PM, from 2 Family Christmas parties. Because I know you're all begging me to tell you what I got, you have to wait, jk...until you finish reading...I know some of it is weird but trust me (my grandfather got the same breed of cat we had...such a cute little kitten, and think him and I bonded)...

My mom's side:

Moby Dick...an edition from 1979...really old looking
Some logic puzzle book...
Clue Jr...she said it would be good with my 6-year-old brother (don't ask)
um...oh yeah! A Green Day tote bag..
A Green Day t-shirt
a green long-sleeved sweater (wait aren't all sweaters long-sleeved)
a CD/MP3 PLAYER!

Okay my dad's more odd side:

a Tom Brady snowglobe
A tom brady pillow
a tom brady jersey
a tom brady t-shirt (I think they know I like the Pats..)
Shine..Hit...by Newsboys (only cd this year..bummer)
some flowery photo album I'll probably never touch again
*thinks* something from my aunt and uncle that got lost with all their luggage wheenver they came back from PA (its not hte first time...or the 2nd...or 3rd..thy've lost their stuff)
a nice bag to put all of this in!!!!

Okay...since I know I had a lot of comments and over-exxagerations...and left some things out, go ahead and complain now...before I get to the bad news.

This is the bad news. I've just received urgent news from one of my best friends Abraham that he's moving to Washington....I won't say any more..

Its like.. um..midnight here but....since I'm in a happy/good mood...I'll say I'm upating Avorn and leave it at that. We migth go to church tomrorow...might not...my dad changes his mind every ten minutes so..

*l8erz

before I leave

2005-12-17T08:31:00.000-06:00

Ok first now I'm rushed so I might be mispelling a few things, but I'm going to two of my family's Christmas party *my mom and dad's side both* so I'm going to be gone the entire day. We're spending the night and not going to church tomorrow (grr) because we're..um...doing something else...I think. Or maybe we're going to be here tomorrow, I don't know.

Anyways, to all of you that wish I would've called you last night, I was babysitting my sugar high brother...and you know how bad that is. To add to that, I couldn't get on the computer, or talk on the phone because I was afraid it was too late...though don't try to call me. Drew you might be able to call around 3 tomorrow or once you get back...whenever that is. I don't know...we usuaully get back around one when we actually go so....

~God Bless
~Onono

P.S. Sorry for not calling you back the other day. I wasn't in bed, I was doing homework..I got back at 9:30 and had to be in bed by 10:00 so I couldn't have done anything....and I still didn't get finished with my homework....gr...

Haden's Concert

2005-12-15T21:18:00.000-06:00

See, I only call tonight 'Haden's Concert' because saying 'My Dad's Beginning Band Concert' or 'Clear Lake's Beginning Band Concert' would take more typing, and I'm not in the mood. After getting back to 'Lake we went home for about fifteen minutes, then left again for the concert. The concert was short but good (the bad news was my band director was sitting next to me, tormenting me in that fun way he does it) then after the concert I talked with Eric and Cameron until they left. Probably hte last to leave was Haden.

I don't know how the conversation started, but I remember how it ended. WE have a great deal in common, involving computers and fantasy books. I had forgotten I was holding one of those cookies with the "staining sprinkles" as I call them, so now I have green all over my left two fingers.

Anyways, his mom suggested we start talking more often, and to make things worse, she talked iwth my dad (also Haden's band director) to embarress us both. Haden can be funny at times, like when I told him I hadn't seen the Chroniclees of Narnia movie he put on this weird face and threw his hands out like they do in anime...ah the good times, lol...I'm also rather excited: as in my mom might actually let me go to a CIA meeting for once!

Okay, I shall explain. I am not a secret agent from teh US Secret Service, CIA, or FBI. The CIA stands for 'Christians in Action'..the Christ on Campus group at WIS, my school. They have meetings every Friday morning and i've been begging for months to let me join in but my mom is always staying late five minutes or something like that....

Oh and a note to all my friends: You can call anytime...except for you Jonathan! I get home at 6 there, okay? Not 4:00 there, which is only 3:00 here! Like I said you can call anytime before 9:45 after 5:00 (6 to Jimmy, Jonathan, anything east of like..um..halfway through Alabama?)

~'Bless
~Onono

Reader's Syndrome

2005-12-13T20:09:00.000-06:00

Okay. I officially have now what I shall call the 'Reader's Syndrome' because I have the Morquio Syndrome assignment engraved inside my dendrites and I couldn't think of a better name. In other words, I talk like I read. I read like I talk. Weird things happen when I do things.

First of all: lesson went fine. Nothing much more than regular, I suppose. Tomorrow we're taking the Math Benchmark, one thing that if I fail I will be surely surprised. I could've easily taken it in third grade if I wanted to, though at the time, I was just glad they suspended the state test for the entire state of Georgia for that one year. Because we have from 9:30-12:00 taking the test, and because it is a 45 minute test (??) I will have a good amount of free time where I will continue staring down Appendix E and copying notes and once again, reading Eldest for my 6th time just to beat Travis's record of 7 times.

I do not have Writers Block, though I'm quite unsure. Writers Block is one of the many common things that I just do not have. The truth is, I don't have trouble thinking, just...the time. I do not have the time to sit down and type up a chapter or two on any given story, though my mind is racing with ideas so fast I can barely write them down. For all of you that I know me especially well, I do not write fast. If I write fast, it is not legible even by me so in school I usually write exceptionally slow. I do not make webs or any ways to store information. I write as I think, and it will always be like that (except on the TAKS Writing Test).

I'd also like to make a few dedications. I'm unsure all that will ever read this blog, though I know a few of the people. I would like to thank Andrew first of all. Look, I know that Travis might be my best friend here at this school, and Jonathan might be my best out-of-state friend at times, but nobody I get along with better than you. The age difference is quite a lot and it just seems like we never disagree. I might admit sometimes when you're talking I'm pretending to understand, though at the time I'm racing on the internet for information, but we just seem to get along extremely well. Frodo I have known a little bit longer than Andrew and, I will admit, you always make me laugh. Frodo *chuckles* I don't know what I'd do without you either.

I don't have many friends in school. People say that Sierra and Jessica are my only female friends, but in truth, they're not really my friends. It is like a book that you read. You might like it, but you do not read it over and over again. Some people I know, such as Travis and Alec, are like Harry Potter. I never get bored with them. So in truth, I don't have any true friends that are girls.

Most recently in fact, I've been called the 'Grinch'. I do not hate Christmas. I just find the Christmas Music, shopping sprees, and the entire overrated spirit of Christmas going about the entire country quite annoying. Everywhere I go there are Christmas lights and music playing in my ears, though not once have I seen anything that really represents anything other than Rudolph or Santa Claus. Not even my parents have mentioned whether we're going to church on Christmas and I promise you, I have asked countless times....but I better get off the subject before I go into a never-ending lecture on December 25th.

Okay Andrew. I will answer the hair question. My father has blue eyes. My mother has hazel eyes, and because the blue eyes is the dominant trait *at least I think it is* I have blue eyes. My mom's hair is a darkish brown that looks black from twenty to thirty feet away, though my dad has a lightish brown color. Though I did ask, and you're not the only person that wonders whether my hair is brown or red. The true truth is, my hair is brown. My great-great grandfather who is 100% Irish on my dad's side has reddish-brown hair, though that is the only explanation and thing we have come down to..

I would also like to start up somewhat of a mini-poll. I have a series of questions...just answer any that you'd like to. I'm asking these all to Travis, Alec, company...ect....just all of my friends to see their opinion.

1.) Should we see King Kong or The Chronicles of Narnia this weekend? *Andrew I couldn't find the date for the church so we're not going with the church*

2.) Shall I buy presents for all of you individual friends? I usually do, even if it is out of state, but this year I was really wondering.

3.) Should I start writing If 5, but not post it yet? Or what should I do for If 5 and when?

4.) I also need to decide when to post this new story that is unnamed kind of sci-fi related....involving alien spirits taking over the world. I knwo it is unlike me to do something so different than God but it still sounds like a good plot and because the characters are based off my friends *yes it is true I did not make up the name Jade Slater...break it in half...to Jade...there you go....Slater (winks at Andrew).

5.) I eat a lot, you might know. I still remain thin, but overall most of you know I live off of root beer. Should I ask for root beer as a Christmas present?

6.) What all do you want for your birthdays this upcoming year (Hey Andrew maybe a decal for your new car......you wish)

7.) Who on Earth is the Tooth Bunny?!?!?!

8.) Is it odd that I know at least 100 people that play trumpet?!?!?!

9.) I also have a fight going on. What is John William's greatest music in you're POV (examples of his music are as follows: First 3 Harry Potter, Star Wars, Jurassic Park, The Terminal, Indiana Jones, almost everything Steven Spielburg...)

10....might be final) More like a poll for this one: Jim Carrey or Adam Sandler?

11.) A FINAL QUESTION...more like a quiz question...when is my birthday?

Okay then. I feel like I have enough damage done and because it only took me five minutes to write this I now feel like I have expressed myself fully. P.S. Sindarin lessons are still going availible! Though only on weekends, not until around 2:00 PM on Sundays though.

A Short Post

2005-12-11T17:16:00.000-06:00

Okay. If you ever read this I want you to know that you look like a skinny and tall Frodo!

Okay: my main point. An hour a day, right? Except for the weekends. I've been on almost all day after noon today and none yesterday. Currently I'm watching FOTR on TNT and Jimmy and my conversation made me willing to start teaching Sindarin once again.

Okay. This is how it works. Anybody that wants to take from me, you all knwo that its free and I can sometimes be strict on grading, however the gradebook is just a mere way for me to show you how you're doing in the actual class itself. There won't be a specific date, though I was thinking once a week, possible twice. I remember last year I had about ten people want to take on me on Mondays and that itself was quite a problem.

For all of you that don't know, Sindarin is the modern form of Elvish, often recognized as the Noble Tongue, while Quenya is recognized as the Ancient Tongue. If you want lessons, as I call them, you might ahve to install a few things. Then again, if you just want a short brush-up on the language I'd be happy to do that too...but I already have the Lesson Plans and Gradebook set up *I'm so organized when it comes to Lord of the Rings*. As well, if anybody has any questions about Elvish ask me.

To add, this means Parf Saer is going to be getting some updates. Just remembering from my experience, Parf Saer means "Bitter Book," as parf means book and saer means bitter, but I don't remember why I named it that. If anybody has any poetry or short stories they would like me to translate I'd be glad. The book wasn't intended to be about Lord of the Rings..I'd be just as glad if there was a Harry Potter story or poem for me to add!

And to all of you beggers, Answers is quite different than the original. I feel I described the Pokemon and their actions better and I just feel, better about it. Chapter 2 is almost done but I'll probably be concentrated on people that want to learn Sindarin first.

Hannon le a Brannon galu, (Thank you and God Bless)
Onóno

The Weekend

2005-12-10T19:12:00.000-06:00

Wow. Yesterday we saw my dad's concert then blah, blah, blah, you know? I have experimentations to due tomorrow so that leaves what, 3 months work in half a day? I'm alright.

For S.S...the ornament project we took our Family Crest and deckopage *however you spell it* to an ornament with an antique glue and glitter...looks real cool. I also have that short essay done.

Though what I really want to talk about is Tuba Christmas and what we did today. We went down to Kemah after getting decoupage *I think that's how its spelled* with my grandmother and mom........My dad, uncle, and cousins were already there, because they were playing. See they, along with about 30 other tubas, about 10 euphoniums, and a few susaphones, were rehearsing for this giant concert that they were going to do at one. We gave htem jackets, I got this scarf, and we went and found my aunt and two other cousins..

At one we watched the seemingly-forever concert in 58 degrees...though it felt like 38. Then again the other morning when it was 38 it felt like 28...so..I do't know. When I lived in Georgia I wore shorts in 20 degrees, yeah I was crazy back then.

Speaking of which: The mind is extremely weird. I am actually writing *yeah I type fast, write slow..but an hour a day I still have to do something* and I don't really have a plot right now but the two main characters are Jade and Christian, and if they weren't based off of my friends kinda blended...I Don't know what they are.

Jade Slater *take the first and the last name.....Slater is my friend Andrew's last name* is a 10-year-old brunette but is a 7th grader (nearly exactly like my friend....that looks 10, lol). Her mom subs at the middle school she goes to and she has large forest-green eyes at jet black hair that falls a bit below her ears. She plays the bassoon *YAY ME!* and enjoys just...I don't know. She's often quiet and rarely speaks, except to Christian.

Her best friend Christian *I forgot his last name* is a blonde with greenish-blue-silvery eyes. He's an 8th grader *I was thinking of Jack when I wrote him (he's this Chinese 7th grader that used to come over all the time* who plays trumpet *I could've gotten that from anyone of you* that always has this metallic cross around his neck *writing that now reminds me of David*. He always has this pocket-sized Bible in his left pocket *me* and isn't usually that serious, though he still makes straight Bs.

And that's pretty much all I have now! lol...I write slow.

Though I have been playing this one game on FireRed for 57 hours and 34 minutes so I ROCK....all my good Pokemon I transfered to Ruby.........

Be prepared for me to be insanely mad tomorrow!!!

~Emily

Truly in the Spirit!

2005-12-08T21:09:00.000-06:00

Wow. First concert. First note: horrible. A few people screamed.

I'll explain why. The band director starting talking to the parents (after the advanced band had their concert, and the beginners *yay us!* got to play) how the students came home, made a bad sound. He was going to show the improvement we'd made, but instead at the days before he'd told us to make the crappiest sound we could possibly make. You know what--it worked! Probably the worst sound I have ever heard......actually it was hard for me to make a bad sound (I did so by biting the reed and blowing as unevenly as possible, attempting a brass buzz on the wood until it came out in this violent squeak).

After that we simply played a beautiful short piece. We played Frosty the Snowman *whistles* The Flutes were bad at whatver they played.....the low brass/me section rocked at Jingle Bells---and we all got lost (well we did) at the We Wish You a Rockin Christmas part....no problamo.

I had to share with Taylor. My entire career at this school I've been stressing to my mom how short Taylor is--and she finallyb elieves me. My parents can be cruel though.....they kept eating candy and like......very dramatically swallowing them whole in front of me while I was trying to play. And my throat kept doing this weird gurglign thing.....it was hte first time since I've played clarinet that it's done that...so I've experienced it before, just not recently.

We also took a lot of pictures. 27 pic camera...my mom didn't feel like grabbing the digital camera before we left. So, for all you hopefuls I have a few new crappy pictures of me in this green dress with brown hair, Andrwe *NOT RED* and these black boots that were painful to walk in. You all know I'd rather wear blue jeans and a t-shirt, but it was alright.

I think I've done enough damage. WEll now we have something for me to brag about root beer in, Drew!

~God Bless
~Emily

8_8

2005-12-06T20:23:00.000-06:00

Lol. Wow. It actually turned out that listening to a single song can actaully change what's going to happen the next day...listening to that same song on repeat for at least an hour...so it played what? 20-30 times? lol...I don't know. I hate math even though I'm quite good at it but ah well that's me. In other words, I listened to History, got laid back again--stopped talking about religion to Jonathan---we're best friends again. That's how quick our friendship is.

In my private lesson we reviewed on the G and F scale....and did low C, D, and the C scale alltogether. Which means that...okay I can't believe I have to tell you guys this. Anybody that plays a Brass instrument...I'm not saying the notes even though I think this fingering goes for all (though I'm specifically saying trumpet because that's what I know more about). On trumpet, let's just say that you have 2&3 and 1&3....more specifically an E flat and then a D...

For me it is different. What to you guys might be a simple switch in fingerings is a whole nother story. Look at a picture of a bassoon player, preferably somebody playing it in their hands. Now my left hand has two holes covered, the whisper key by the thumb behind it for a D, and...ah...lemme c....first, second, and third holes covered for the left hand, with the whisper key, and that little key hte pinky fals on....okay...and the key that the thumb on the right hand falls on *the one to the left of the pancake-shaped one* and first and second on the wholes....for E flat. So if we have 4 eighth notes....going E flat, D, E flat, D....that's freakin hard. For you guys it is a simple turn of your fingers...moving one up, the other down. Right???

Anyways, oooooooooh wish me luck Thursday LOW BRASS SECTION ROX! (Of course I'm not low brass but I still play with the euphoniums *specifically baritones* and tubas!!!!YEAH WE ROCK!!!

Okay. Seriously, when I Said I had lightened up about Jonathan and I...I meant it literally. I got a 99 on a science test *YES!* and I'm feeling b-E-a-UTIFUL!!!

Sorry for the messed up spellin. I'll just tell you all a little about me right now, okay? And Will........ah Will---he says the FREKIN N WORD TOO MUCH!!!!!

Okay. Back to myself again. I know I'm 1/8th Irish (hoping you were right abotu the percentage again, Jimmy) and....like 1/16 English...seriously..........I don't care botu the rest cause IRELADN ROX...

YES I'll tell you now: my last name is not an American name. If you tookt he name Martinez just think......is it French? No. What type of moron would think that Martinez is a French name? Chinese? Okay if you think that you've officially gone crazy. Yes you're right it is French, and I was just joking about htat.

Not.

Martinez is Mexican, and as rare as you would find the name Hotdog as a first name as you would find the last name Cassidy in America. Like I said before...my last name and extremely blue eyes are the only things you can tell...I mean the rest of my dad's cousins have blue eyes, have the mischievous tint, and they have curly blonde hair! Right I'd guess straight out of the bottom of the well that they be Irish! *speaks in accent* *strangers go, "WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!?!"

Okay. Another update. I probably read John 6 seven times today. I kept getting interrupted about the 8th verse and have to start rereading it................so I just went on to John 7 cause I've read John 6 several times before...I don't know I just like the book John, lol...then again that's just me.

Another Holiday approach. Why don't we get Easter vacation? Surely that might even me more important than the birth of Christ himself, right? Okay...maybe not close....but it still shows very important....and all of us should be allowed to get a break just for the few days around that weekend. It took him 3 days, right? So....um....if we get out on Wednesday on one week, we'll have some space for that other Easter eggs and junk.....then we can celebrate the real reason for Christmas.

And I have another note. Name something I would like, has to do with Santa Clause, and uses Energy *wow that's everything*...something my mom's dad got.....SHE WONT TELL ME!!!

Okay...I think I've posted long enough. My friends shoudl know my phone #...call me before 9:45...you know the drill. I g2g at 10....hour a day sucks GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY

GOOD-NI-IGHT DR. NICK!!

Srry that was random...lol

God Bless
Onono

P.S. I guess I have lightened up, haven't I?

A Guide to Friends

2005-12-05T21:08:00.000-06:00

Look. Don't we all love friends? And that's what I'm talking about right now on this subject: friends. In fact, I'm going to not include anything that doesn't have to do with friends, because right now...

In 2nd grade *when I lived in Georgia* I met Jonathan. We were instant friends, right? 2 years later, I move to Texas, he grabs my phone number, and we still talk to today. I'm not going to give details on what happened unless you specifically ask, because I sinned a lot more in that hour than I probably have this entire week.

I actually asked a single question, "What is the most important thing in life?" and he said, "Winning the Stanley Cup." Usually, I would accept food or water, at least as an answer, even though none of you would probably say that's the most important thing, but you get the picture. This twelve-year-old....born in September 93...my best friend for life....saying that.

I didn't know what to say. So I put History on repeat *YES I lOVE THAT SONG!!!* and then listened to each other fight. Something about religion and other things I'd rahter not be specific about, but when you find a friend:

1.) Have somebody that you can trust enough to tell anything. A friend that can't keep a secret isn't a friend at all.

2.) Keep somebody that you can get along with. What's the point of somebody you fight with?

3.) Get somebody that you will stay friends forever. Somebody that is honest and caring, and will do whatever for you whenever. Somebody that after one fight will not end.

I feel like I'm at church, going over the ways of living. THose are truly what I call the "Friendship Needs". Then we come upon the first....we tell each other everything (ok...) I get along with him fine...in fact Jonathan and I never fight.

Maybe.

See we fought today. For more than an hour. Typing about it makes me happy, yuo know? Just...being able to tell the truth to every one of you reading this now. A) He didn't know what Genesis was. B) He said when I asked if he had at least read any parts of the Bible, "Why would I want to?" C) I'm just making more excuses.

Anyways, I know we'll probably make it up. It's just hard for people...especially him because he's my best friend and I put up with him saying the n word all the time.....oen time he did that and I hung up again.............and he's like, "I swear on my life I'll never say that word again." That actually kinda made me angrier, lol.

So I'll just leave it at this. Get somebody honest, that you can trust, and be friends forever. Don't make hte same mistakes that people make every day, and choose wisely.

God Bless
Onono

HAHA Screenshots

2005-12-04T18:32:00.000-06:00

*Drew you better not tell anyone about this, and you know what I mean!*

Okay. Here are a few screenshots of RS I wanted to show you guys.

Of course click to zoom because I didn't feel like putting them in large! See, this is just showing how stupid we are. I gave one gp for all that stuff! And then I gave it back for absolutely nothing!

In later news...I am obsessed with taking screenshots, lol. You all probably know that though.

A Bunch of Random Junk

2005-12-03T22:18:00.000-06:00

Well, we're still going to Gateway. I should give it a chance even though I don't really want to. We've always gone to pure Christian Churchs and I'm not used to Methodist, I guess. And no Drew I haven't found out what a methodist is!

See, at 9 o' clock is the regular service, and there's another standard service (whatever they call it) at 11. My dad, I'm almost positive, just goes there for the free Starbucks Coffee. Because the church isn't anything related to God (quite it seems) we have to go there, which makes me frustrated in a personal way. I suggested us going to a different church but my dad thinks otherwise and thinks I should be in one of those classes with other 6th graders my age. Kyle is upset (as in crying through IM) because he made this movei that everyone in his family hated) and he understands. We're nearly best friends, and this is just random, but he looks like you Andrew that's like...well yeah, about 3 1/2 years younger, lol.

See, that's what I will never understand. See, I can meet Mel online, give her my phone number, and whatever, and talk on the phone, get along perfectly! We're like, what? 6 or 7 months apart in age? That's like me getting along with my cousin Trey! We just do! I get along better with people older than me, and it probably has to do with something the way I think. For instance, yes I trusted Andrew enough to give him my phone number. I knew him for a year, and I'm not an idiot. I can tell when people are real or not real *cept that one German weirdo that kept yelling at me in German)

Since I got a 76, my dad emailed Mrs. Stewart, and she replied back, something about me working half-heartedly. So that means I'm still grounded, just have to maintain a good average until next three weeks! And he still forgot the phone and video games!

Wow. I actually managed to play a high B flat practicing today, something I thought I'd never get to. And if I remember right, you used to play trumpet, Andrew? Which I'm pretty sure is a high C for that. I don't know. Bassoon is soo freakin' hard I just like it. I mean there's only what 8 keys for the left thumb? No, that's not hard at all *obvious sarcasm*. There's too many fingerings....and there's what, 7 on the trumpet??!?!?!?

We have a concert Thursday, and a rehearsal Thursday from 6th period till 4 (for the RAZ kids, 6th and 7th period). What's really odd is that the orchestra has rehearsals on that same day, same time. Jessica told me that they were having htem in the Commons but the band is having them in the Commons, so I'm just weirded out now.

OH! I just remembered Andrew! You remind me of Haden! Like I was talking about that individual accent taht each well, erm....individual has...his almost exactly like yours! I think, or mabye I'm just saying something because I can't figure it out, lol.

There was something else I wanted to say. A) There is something going on with trumpets B) My aunt got me something at Hot Topic for Xmas *I wonder what it is* C) I listened to History 9...almsot 10 times today! and D) HAHA I HAVE A GAMECUBE!

Yeah, that last part was just random. I can rarely post, and when I do, I forget what to say. My subconscience is nagging and nagging for me to start If 5 and I keep screaming, "No! I won't! I will finish some other stories before that!" though my subconscience, I learn today, is very strong and powerful. Might want to start making bets for it to win, cause I'm not gonna.

P.S. Is there a name for people with darkish blue-dark green eyes with a small tint of brown? Kind of like water in the middle of the ocean?

~God Bless
~Onono

Another Note: Hope it all goes well Drew. Your'e in my prayers. (well you were before you told me but..ah well)

~Onono

Man.....this time for a different reason.

2005-12-01T20:42:00.000-06:00

Okay. So I got a 76 in Science, meaning that now to all my friends, if Mrs. Stewart doesn't let me make up zeros from 5 weeks ago, I'm going to get moved to regular Science. :( My dad got real mad at me and only a few minutes ago did I finish most of my homework..

Sorry for the short post but I'm kind of tired. I've been doing homework....one on Morquio Syndrome *a bore* for language, and typing the entire time.

Email, IM, or call me

~Onono

Oh and yes I did update the quotes...dunno why I tell you that though

Cheers!

Restraining....I CAN'T DO IT!

2005-11-30T21:08:00.000-06:00

I am trying to persuade myself not to update Answers, and create the story just because...well...I'm trying to gain self control. I couldn't gain self control by passing to Daniel *who missed* during P.E. when we were playing bball and I can't restrain now. It won't be long before I finish If 5....and maybe when I start that I will start Answers, but inot now, just everybody beg me not to!!

Wow. During first period there was a large array of interesting ditties about the cell parts. This bad cello playing from this Jenny girl that needs steroids (seriously) woke me up from my near-falling-asleep. During 2nd period we managed to get up to a Bad on Rocking Christmas, which is AWESOME!!! Uh...3rd period was regular...Mrs. Holliday is always alright. Then P.E...we ran a mile and practiced catching *which was really easy* in basketball. During math I got fussed at by Mrs. Mac for not showing my work in adding mixed numbers cause I did it all mentally...and...6th period we started this large crappy project....just a regular day.

I didn't talk to Haden today, or anyone else really. It was colder this morning, and my grandmother is staying for the next few nights, though it was pretty hot when we ran the 4 laps on the track. I guess you could say the day went as normal. We went to this food resturant and ate...my friend Ryan beat the Rubiks Cube (all sides) in 2.52 minutes *don't ask me how he did it!!!*

Wow. An hour went by really fast. I'm reading the New Testament again....I lost count at 15....but the Bible still has yet to beat LOTR. It's not that I like LOTR better than the Bible...LOTR is just easier to read. I dunno why I'm saying this, but I can't wait until I take the SATS next year. Even if I do pass, I'm not going to skip high school. I know that high school is the main point of life...

Haha just to add, my dad wants me to teach Haden the bass clef, lol...wow....and I counted: 8 keys for my left thumb...haha

P.S. Kyle got stuck in his desk again, lol.

~God Bless
~Onono

P.S. My dad leaves immediately...for like the pass week..I WANT TO SCAN NOW!!

Man...

2005-11-29T21:07:00.000-06:00

Well...today was quite busy.

I woke up this morning, played Firered until the bell rang at 8:00. Then it was an outright crappy day...kind of...until the end of 6th period, which is when I GRATEFULLY left the school to go to my dad's.

Wow...Haden looks cool in sweaters. He's playing too soft with the trumpets, and I gave my dad a few techniques I know to make him play louder, cause he's considering moving him with the actual euphoniums, even though they're way ahead and even though he plays euphonium, he's reading trumpet music (dunno how though..lol)

My dad actually suggested to me in the middle fo class that I should play next to Haden to help him play louder. I was in my mind, Of course I would love *literally* to do that! Though I sad it was a good idea and left it at that.

My dad is evil! Almsot automatically...for the past three days, we've had to leave and I can't scan ANYTHING at ALL because we leave quite early, just because my mom had to go to work early *figures*. Once we got home I started my math homework...easy but long...then we had to go to my lesson. We went to Luthers then my lesson, where the entire thing was just this F scale *my Es and Gs kept going flat cause I wasn't blowing hard enough* YOU KNOW WHAT I WAS HUFFING AND PUFFING BUT THE FREAKIN BRICK WALL WOULDN'T BREAK!!!!!* seriously do you know how strong she wants me to breath? That's like yelling at the top of your lungs times two to break the sound barrier or something...really.

Anyways, after that I came home, did my crappy Science and Language Homework *yay* and here I am, still finding the time to update on my stories and play video games....kind of hoping somebody will call me even though its like 10 where Jonathan lives...:(

Well...

PEACE OUT!!

~Onono

Wow.

2005-11-28T21:15:00.000-06:00

Wow. Haha, I get so upset about getting an hour a day, then I get distracted by video games or something and end up forgetting about the computer all together. Actually, I was talking to Jonathan...man it seems like we never fight. Even if we do, it's nothing real serious. To all you guys that don't, it is really good to have a best friend that would do anything for you.

Well, I guess I could say I'm in sort of a bad mood, considering Haden is probably going to move into the euphonium class within a week. The only real chance I have is confessing and begging my dad *I'm not going to do that* or hoping that the classes they're moving around *one class is getting moved around* will involve the euphoniums and Haden remaining in 7th period. He sounds better than the euphoniums at our school, just doesn't play as loud *No offense Haden, if you even read this *Which I'm hoping you aren't**

Answers is coming along just fine. I'm not doing that Jesse and James thing that I did in the original because it wasn't...well...a good idea. I am going to add another character that might stay on their journeys, might not, though the main not-from-USA character (for all of you that read the original, you know Alex is from London), is going to be Alex.

I'll go ahead and tell you, if I can from memory, their first Pokemon. Angela is still going to have Magma, the Charmander, as her first Pokemon. Instead of the Squirtle (I think) that she started out with in the original, Lili is going to start out with a Ponyta..Scott (still a jerk) is going to start out with a Raikou, and Will is going to start out with a...I forgot. lol. Though I will tell you that this is either a one-story, might have a sequel, possibly a trilogy. Or this might turn out like the If series and end up as one, then become a trilogy, then end up having 5.

And, I didn't have the chance to upload those pics but when I do I'm going to put them into scraps. They really don't deserve the title of 'Devianation'.

Well, like I said...my dad forgot to ban me from video games and the phone *I'm just glad 'bout that*

God Bless
~Onono

Farewell...and some deviantart info

2005-11-27T19:56:00.000-06:00

I wish I could get on more during the weekdays, and your really only chance of communicating with me is calling, and if that can't happen, I'll call you. Because of the shortened-computer time I can get on, this will restrict me from RuneScape, Iming, and most of my Photoshop things *I have this major project I've been working on for about a month that isn't close to being finished*. For some reason I've become addicted to drawing Pokemon. Trust me, I suck at anime or anything like that. I'm okay with people, just not hands. I am horrible at hands.

I totally forgot about all the other things I drew last year, like the Pokemon characters from Answers, my first story *for those of you thta know my Onono account, it was on my legolas4542 account before it was deleted* in Pokemon. That was how I met Kat, and in truth, I'm glad to know her as well.

My very first attempted Anime was one of Angela Dillips, one of the main characters in Answers. I drew her skinny and tall, kind of messed up her legs, but besides that I was extremely pleased. In fact, I still have that picture (as well as all the others) The only other one I really liked of my drawings besides that one of Angela was a Christmasy one that I drew of Alex and Nightfire together before Christmas of last year.

Since I forgot to put in my DeviantART url, you can just get it HERE. You can expect all of those pictures from last year today or tomorrow when I use my dad's scanner at his school *haha Andrew I CAN USE A SCANNER!!!*. Besides that, for most of you who only see me on RuneScape and Im most of the time, I guess there won't be any long chatting.

I don't feel comfortable saying my phone number on here, or my address. Though I do trust some of you, most of you, so email me and I'll be glad to give you anything.

God Bless
~Onono

DeviantART

2005-11-27T18:28:00.000-06:00

Yes, I'm wasting my time for this single post. Ah yes, DeviantART, a site I haven't gone to once our scanner went out and I haven't gone back until Drew reminded me of it, and I started a new account. The good old days, scanning every piece of crap I could find and putting it on there saying it was my own. I'll probably have a few more updates tomorrow as, because we don't have a scanner, I have even greater news: my dad's school has one. Which means every day after I get back from my school I can scan anything I want!! YIPPIE!!!!

I'd say now I'm just doing as much crap on Photoshop Version 6.0 as can (now, as in only today and yesterday) to fill up my Scraps page. See, I can only get on the computer an hour a day.Most of that time will be devoted to Photoshop, RuneScape (which I've started playing more often now), and writing my beloved fanfictions.

For all of you that know, I am about the crappiest drawer on the face of the freakin' planet. I can draw anything freehand and it will look llike something a seven-year-old did. Though I can pull out the Pokèdex in that FireRed/Leafgreen Stratedgy Guide and draw every one in there completely pefect *on my standards*

I have an hour a day on the computer on weekdays, and unlimited weekends, which means today is my last day to spend forever on the computer until next Saturday. School is easy, we're just piled over with homework (I forgot we had to read this like 4th grade level book over the break..oops)that seems insanely easy, even if I am in a magnet program.

For some reason I just want to thank all my best friends *cept Jonathan cause he don't read this*. I've known both Jimmy and Drew *no Erica you don't count* for about a year and I Feel like I'm as close to them as Jonathan *my best friend since 2nd grade*

God Bless!
Onono

Pokemon/a Note to all

2005-11-26T21:53:00.000-06:00

The things one day can do to you. One minute, actually. You see, Jonathan, my best friend that I met when I lived in Georgia in second grade (Yes we're still best friends) asked me what level my Pokemon were on Pokemon Colosseum. I switched on the GameCube to find out, but as I did, I felt the urge to restart the game, and play it from the beginning. After all, I haven't played that game in qutie some time. Maybe a year?

I told him the levels that my Pokemon were, then started a new game, kind of regretting all of the time playing lost (That always happens to me when I start up a new game on Pokemon. The first time I played and actually beat the Elite 4, I accidentally started a new game. Yes, I cried.) Then, the next thing I know is I'm going to rewrite Answers, a Pokemon fanfiction that I wrote last year!

Surprisingly enough, just that one action that I did, looking up my Pokemon's levels on Colosseum, brought me into this entire mood. I'm working on the first chapter of Answers now as I write and thinking silently in my head that I must wait until the end of the three weeks so I can get my progress report. Of course, in order to do that I must try my hardest in Science to boost my grade up. You can have one failing major grade and A's and B's daily grades and still get above an 80, right?

I even started playing Firered once again, and Ruby and Sapphire! I forgot how addicting those games are, and probably even on the schoolnights I will stay up playing it under the covers (I worship you, built in lights) (No, not really. I'm just glad to have them..okay before any arguing starts up I DO NOT WORSHIP ANYTHING BUT GOD...nothing is more important than that. Just in case he reads this I have to make sure David knows...last year he thought I was worshiping video games).

I found myself getting on the internet almost craving information for my story. There is already a page in Answers which is just a battle between Angela and Will Dillips. I find myself writing more descriptively and forcefully (whatever that means) now that I'm elder and have had more experience with Pokemon. I'm probably not going to add any of the regular characters like Misty or Ash except for the Gyms, and I'm not even sure if I will do those. In fact, I will probably make up a region and Gyms, who knows? P.S. That pic is of a Raikou.

In later news (sorry to sound like ABC or Fox, lol), in the truth that I don't want to go back to school (well, I never want to go to school), I kind of do. When you have good friends that go there and that's sometimes the only time you can see them, I enjoy it. Even though they might be equal to some of my friends that don't go to WIS, I'm still happy to be there with them, even if I am getting lectured about the Middle-East by Mrs. Casavecchia. Besides, I have P.E. Monday *wink wink*.

Sometimes my parents really annoy me. I never get in personal fights or anything with anybody I know (except this one girl in second grade) but when my father actually says, "I'm going to work on the boat." on a Saturday night when I ask if we're going to church the next day it just makes me get really annoyed. I'm not negative or anything, but it just kind of makes me wonder if he's actually choosing to work on the boat over going to church. Some parts in me want to go to church every day (and I'm not turning Islamic), but the one day of the week that we would actually go, and they say no? Well, I'll just have to wait until I'm an adult and can choose when to go to church.

Actually, I don't really like our church. We go to Gateway Methodist Church and in fact...they sing a few songs with their bad singers *okay I just don't like girl singers* and then lecture all of us about some stuff I don't really care to listen to. The very first few weeks we were at the church, when we finally started going again, the subject was "The Elephant in the Bedroom" and it seemed like just some thing every week to tell parents about things they didn't want to tell or admit to their children? On the first day we said one prayer. We didn't read from the Bible, and in fact, he barely talked about God at all. I felt as if I was enclosed in a church caring more about teaching parents what to do about their kids than teaching about God.

Another thing that has been bothering me lately is Christmas. I'm not against Christmas or anything, or Santa Clause, The Drummer Boy, or Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, it is just that people seem to be forgetting what Christmas is really about. At school every day they're saying, "I want an Xbox for Christmas." "Hey, I'm going to get a DS." From all of those Santa-luvers that still believe in him. And when I say, "I don't really care what I get for Christmas. I would get nothing and still be completely happy." Even though for most people that statement is untrue, to me it is true. I could not get a single present for Christmas and still be equally happy.

When I say the word 'Christmas' what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Santa Clause, mistletoe, Christmas cookies, or perhaps Rudolph? Sleigh bells, snow, or Tim Allen struggling with the lights on Christmas Vacation? Though it might be surprising to some of you, I do not see any of those things. I imagine a picture of a baby in a manger, held by his mother Mary. Baby Jesus and his birth and in fact, that is the true meaning of Christmas.

See, I can go from a simple anime like Pokemon, to a subject that sometimes makes me want to shed tears. It hurts me to know of all these people that don't even know that Jesus was born on Christmas day. That's what we celebrate. Even as I whisper this as I write it, I am calm. I find myself hardly ever calm when talking about people that don't understand something, like Christmas or Easter, or the people that don't understand God at all. The people that are afraid to admit, or maybe just afraid of God that they hide away from him, burried in their fear and sins.

That is the true meaning of Christmas, and God Bless you all who read this!

~Emily

Tired

2005-11-26T14:48:00.000-06:00

Well I stayed up until four last night. I'm talking to two really good friends *Jesse and Kyle* and I can't wait until Monday just to see Haden again. I'm working relaly hard on A Marauder's Story but couldn't hold it and have already started working on the first chapter of Answers though I'm not going to post it until I'm finished with A Marauder's Story.

And I also brought you some RS Screenshots and one KYle im screenshot.

All the Updates

2005-11-26T02:17:00.000-06:00

Wow, I think today I have updated officially the most. I added JoS Parts 4 and 5 today and Holiday. I think I updated something else this morning and I added Chapter 10 to A Marauder's Story. Really, that's a lot.

Yeah, its 2:18 and I'm freakin' bored! That clock has scared the crap out of me a few times already but the tv's not on and I'm just listening to Christian Rock Radio and LaunchCast (I keep switching) Sometimes I get on RS to see if anyone is on but who is on at 2 in the morning? Well, I do know somebody.

You know who really annoys me though? The people that I can't stand? The other day, for example, my "friend" *yes he still thinks he's my friend* Luke asked if he wanted to pull a prank on the teachers. I mean, I'm usually like, "Sure why not" but he said that he was going to literally "post pictures of a dead Jesus around the teacher's desk". You know, besides that being a really stupid idea, that just bothers me, you know. I mean my entire like I've been a Christian, and though I don't really speak about my religion to other people, to all the idiots who don't already knows, Satanists bother me. So do gay people, but that's a different story.

The Lord wants us to do right, and some people just don't under stand that that means that we're always being watched on our actions. The Lord doesn't care how rich or poor we are. The richest person can be a complete jerk, and he could also be the nicest person you could ever meet, just doesn't announce it. I've never been baptized or anything (I think) even though I should, but I do go to a Gateway Methodist Church (beg my parents to every week) and do pray. I have friends from Jewish to Muslim, and that doesn't bother me but when people personally insult the Lord, I really can't help but despise them.

Another example I must explain to you is, I was scrolling across DeviantArt looking for pretty much anything to say that I drew to my friend *joking* and typed in 'Jesus'. I nearly died looking at all of them. "Jesus Forgives Everyone, except Cannibal Children. They go to Hell". How could somebody think that funny? *sigh* I'm probably gonig to be the only person I know that actually thinks before they act. Most people say I'm too religious. I'll admit now that I haven't read the Bible. The truth is, sometimes I can't even understand what they're saying in it. Though I follow His word better than some that have memorized it.

God Bless
Onono

Answers

2005-11-25T21:41:00.000-06:00

Okay! I really can't hold it in, I have to post this. Quite luckily in this little journal I kept last year *not like a diary, like a sketchbook* I had listed a lot of facts like the Pokemon they had and their first name, and probably by the time I finish the next few chapters on A Marauder's Story, I will force myself to start it. I did make a few minor changes you might notice, Kat, but nothing real big.

See I have all the characters: Will, Scott, Alex, Angela, Lili, and more, along with some of the Pokemon they started out with such as Magma, Angela's Charmander, however Valchior, Scott's Raikou, is totally new *Yes Andrew, I just thought of names and kinda...er...stole it, if you don't mind?*. They still start out playing video games and I'll probably have the first chapter up pretty soon. The second chapter is when they actually leave well...I guess that means I better get writing!

L8erz!

I'm Back....with Screenshots!

2005-11-25T19:07:00.000-06:00

Well here I am, back again, and ready to explain what happened. See, after a thirty minute drive to my aunt's townhouse, we finally pulled up into the houses' driveway and walked up the steps of a lightly paved walkway. The moment we got inside an elderly woman with straight white hair going about an inch under her ears evenly greeted us, but not before explaining she was Ella *my aunt's daughter's* grandmother, also known as Uncle Jon's mother.

Going inside, the Aggies/Longhorns game was on. First I greeted Uncle Jon and Ellison, who is a short girly girl at the age of 2.5. I sat down to watch the game next to Uncle Jon's father, Jon Senior, and I said when he asked me if I liked sports that I liked the Pats, and almost instantly he gave me a high-five, saying in a extremely large accent *attempts accent* that he was from the north, a bit east of Boston.

After we had said hi to everybody, we ate hotdogs a few hours later, finished the game, then I became oddly addicrted to this large jug of orange Play-Doh *don't ask why*. If any of you watched TV today, there was a sale at Lowe's for something that was $60, but if you boguht it today you would get it for $27. Now, my dad and I had to get out to go to Lowe's. First he got all the wood and stuff he needed *my mom and brother were still in the truck* and found that they couldn't get a raincheck. Aftr about twenty minutes of trying however, the manager let him get any of them for the same difference price as the sale for that day because there weren't any substitutes.

We ended up getting one that was 90 dollars for 40 bucks, just because he thought that it said 70 dollars on it, and even thoug hI didn't say anything, the manager took off for the sale price and we ended up getting it for 40 bucks. After that I immediately got on Yahoo Instant Messenger and Runescape, and here I am now, convincing Erica that I did take some screenshots, so now I'm going to put them up here!

God Bless
Onono

November 25th (Morning)

2005-11-25T10:37:00.000-06:00

Even though its been more than twelve hours, almost twelve hours exactly, I still have In the End stuck in my head. I was going to repost my first story-a Pokemon story that was deleted whenever I lost my legolas4542 account on fanfiction.net. All I can remember about it is a few things, so lyokolady *former Eragon4Life* *former Vulpix4Life* knows things about it. Even though I'm not into Pokemon anymore *the games* as much, I'm still going to rewrite this story, cause I know the characters in it were good, I just lost it all whenever I lost the account *and the file is on the laptop that isn't working...that always happens, right?*

As I'm trying to remember all the things I can, and with the help of Cat, I can probably do it after I finish A Marauder's Story and start If 5 (remember how I said there was going to be an If trilogy? Well, I didn't mean it..it'll probably be a tri-trilogy or something like that, if not a large series). I've also been playing RS a lot more for some odd reason. I mean I usually don't play RuneScape as much but I am now.

Because of the hour-a-day thing on the school-days (Monday-Friday...yes Friday counts) on the computer, I'm not going to be able to post long posts *unless I can*. I probably will be writing that entire time, but I think I've worked out a schedule...yippie!

Monday, Wednesday, and Friday-Writing
Tuesday-Thursday--anything else like RuneScape and KOTOR

The rest of the time I'll just be listening to music and playing video games (just wait until the end of the 3 weeks when I don't get a 73 in Science and get grounded from the computer!)

Anyways, my RuneScape account is onono4542 (if you don't already know that). My side account is onono_007 but I don't get on that n/emore. And watch out for my cousin's account xana_addict cause he gets really annoying. In later news, I will level up to a level 44 today!

And I'll probably just post a few screenshots of my bank/just walking around or talking or something like that on RuneScape. Yes I'm nearly obsessed with screenshotting (is that a word) things I do on the computer....what if there was a screenshot thing in real life, where any time, you just took a mental picture and you could post it on the internet? Well, I guess that's what camera's are for.

I'm still trying to get my Christmas List up with games and music. Seriously, I have anything from Green Day *of course!* to Switchfoot to NIN to Matthew West, but just ask me if I've forgotten any CDs, and I'll probably have them anyways, but just tell me so I don't forget them! For video games, I like Action/Adventure/Shooter/Platform/sometimes even classics like Tetris and if you want to suggest anything, I'm up for it. I have a GameCube and PS2 (I don't really want and GBA games now) and can't get anything on an M rating usually.

Wow, I've managed to type in all of this junk before we've left. That's a definite start. I'll just tell you everything about my fanfiction.net account now! Alright, A Marauder's Story like I said before in earlier posts, is my main trouble to FINISH IT. After that I'm probably going to do When Hope Leaves, and then after that I'm probably going to start If 5. Around that time is when I'll start that Pokemon story. On my fictionpress.com account (Onono) I've started the story of American Idiot (yes the punk opera) and will probably work on that off and on. Trust me, when summer comes, I will be free...*whistles* Free as the wind blows....

Ha its finally time for me to go so you'll hear from me after we get back!

God Bless!
L8erz!

~Onono

Turkey Day!!

2005-11-24T22:54:00.000-06:00

Well, I went over to my cousins. He fed the chickens with a Marshmallow Gun, which was considerably interesting, and I got this cool disco ball rotating thing. We also played video games, like I said, nearly the entire day, heheh.

Anyways, when we came home it was extremely foggy. There was this insanely drunk driver in front of us nearly the entire time also in a Chevrolet, and after my dad reported it he became worried that they might mistake it for his truck *he'd accidentally left his wallet at home today*, don't ask me why.

We also ate a lot of turkey!!

God Bless
Onono

Ha I figured it out!

2005-11-23T22:22:00.000-06:00

Alright. Tomorrow we're going over to my Uncle George, and Aunt Beth's, and if you know anything about them there's also my 4 or 5 year old cousin Christopher, my 12 year old cousin Trey *he rocks* and a 9 year old cousin *who has very bad eyesight, I might add* named Cameron for Thanksgiving Dinner.

Anyways, my point is...I figured out how to make it so that instead of it saying About and under it saying about it, you don't have to make it that way, and you can add as many of those boxes as you want. For example, scroll on up right now and it should have the quotes and bible quotes. I messed around with the template until I got that, and I'll show you right now how.

Get to the template area and do Crtl-F to find for the word 'description' and it should be somewhere near the bottom. There you can replace the word description with anything, and if you can see on mine, instead of about it has other stuff.

See there, you can change Description to something else, and instead of it saying 'About' like it does regularly, you can put in anything you want! Now, where it says $BlogDescription$ that is where whenever you put in your description, it shows. But if you want to put in something else, you can just type it in right there (that's the only way to do it if you have multiple of these "about boxes").

Now, you might be wondering, how does she have so many of those "About boxes?" Well, I'll explain that now to all of you guys.

Like I said before, replace where it says "Description" with whatever you want, and fill in the part with the $BlogDescription$ after you copy and paste that thing under after the HTML (which unfortunately I cannot put in here.)(make sure it is after that), on a new line if you wish, and if you preview it, possibly mess around with the spacing, you should get it just fine!

Hope that helped you guys out! If you have any questions, feel free to email me or ask me in the comment thingy!

And sorry about the no-HTML thing, it would post it up here but I will explain it better through email or IM if you have any questions!

God Bless!
Onono

A Magical Mistake

2005-11-23T14:32:00.000-06:00

He-heh. Yes, a stupid title, but all in its name. I, quite unfortunately (I'm on chapter eight on A Marauder's Story) have realized a very grave error that I made. You see, Remus's werewolf secret is found out by Peter Pettigrew, James Potter, and Sirius Black very quickly. HOWEVER, they find out in their second year. A pretty bad thing for me, considering even though I did get all of the other facts right, including the year that the story is set it, as I made them discover it in their first year.

For those of you that don't really care, don't care. Though I know that some of you actually care about the small little mistakes, like the people that get Ustufar or however you pronounce it and Korriban mixed up. Each are volcanic planets, right?

Now, to fix this small problem I am not going to rewrite the entire freakin' thing and spend my entire time on correcting it. I am going to leave it as is and go on with the story regularly. All of the main facts are going to remain the same, like fianlly getting the Animagi thing straight in their 5th year, along with the hexing and rivalry with Snape, and when James saved Snape's life in their 6th year. Though I'm going to let almost nothing happen at all, except for the main plot (their quite insane DADA teacher and ect) for the 2nd book, which will be their second year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..

Though Jo has made it pretty clear that besides a few side books, there are only going to be 7 in the series of Harry Potter *which enrages me greatly*. However, I am going to make the 7 years, along with the year after graduation (which will be in 1978), when JAmes and Lily marry. The year after that, 1979, is when they all join the Order of the Phoenix and become great Aurors. However, by that time Joanne will have published the 7th Harry Potter buck (fortunately) so I will know how the Auror trainign works and such. After that year, in 1980 in July, obviously, they will have Harry and go through troubles involving the baby. IT will also show parts with Voldemort and Peter and that affair, and yes, the year after that is the tragic death of Lily and James Potter, along with Remus's troubles in finding a job after that.

In essence, that makes 7 books for their schools years, along with Four books after that, possibly five. So, this is going to be an insanely long adventure that might take until I am 15 or 16.

Hope that made it clear for ya'll!

God Bless~Onóno

Bored....

2005-11-23T11:05:00.000-06:00

Just thought I would post this up cause I'm bored and tired. Currently I'm talking to probably my best friend Jonathan (Who lives in Georgia) right now nad listening to the Christian Rock Radio (look at my links). Seriously, that is awesome. I stayed up until three last night, so I'm pretty tired.

I'm obsessed with music and video games, so if you want to add any additions to my Christmas list, please tell me, even though I'll probably have it already (heheh). Anyways, I'm babysitting my 6 year old brother now while my mom is asleep upstais and my dad is at the store(s).

I've updated a few things on fanfiction.net, along with A Marauder's Story. I promise to everybody that when I'm done with that, I will consider working on If 5, if I even start it by then. Since I can't restrain myself, I'll probably attempt to force myself to not start If 5 or this one story I have in mine involving a time thing with Harry Potter and this story about Star Wars, but I'm unsure, and will finish that Code Lyoko and Harry Potter story first.

Here....I'll put up the stories and how the progress is because I'm bored anyways.

A Marauder's Story (8 Chapters)--I'm working on a lot now since I saw GoF

American Idiot Wizardvised (3)-Probably not gonna work on it for a long while, but soon in a few months I'll work on it, hopefuls.

An Unforgettable Event (3) Probably after I finish American IDiot Wizardvised

Changes in Time-(1) Really really really soon, after A Marauder's Story first

Hir I Chorvath (4)-Probably never, lol...sometime in a year or two, haha

Order of Time-(2) When I start working on If 5

Parf Saer(6)-Whenever I get the open chance and am in a LOTR mood (:D)

The New State (2)-Once again, I'll probably have 5 new stories up before I remember to update this

When Best Friends Collide (2)-Actually, good story, bad timing. Probably in the far future.

When Hope Leaves (6)-This is a story that I've been wanting to update, but haven't found the time with If 4 and 3, and 2...possibly If 1. I'll be sure to all of you hopefuls to update this when I finish A Marauder's Story.

There you have it!

God Bless~Onono

A Dream: A Temple of Doom

2005-11-22T21:52:00.000-06:00

Well last night I had a dream, and because I'm weird I'm just going to put in my dream, in story mode!!! Like an actual, er...story, having to do quite with Star Wars. Like any good person, I'd say that this is a PG-13 rating because the dream itself was actually quite a bit violent but there wasn't cussing or anything. DON'T ASK HOW I REMEMBER THESE DREAMS!!!

A silent but stealthy sound awoke me, like a nagging in the back of my neck. As I sat up, striding across a large temple, I shivered as my breath formed in front of me in a silvery mist. It was rather cold outside, perhaps 40 degrees, but I didn't falter as I walked from the small and dim room out into a large corridor, blankly lit by candlelight.

The shadows played tricks on me as I stepped, left foot in front of right. It was rather chilly, and as I wrapped my tunic closer around me, I shivered in the cold. I felt a lightsaber bump against my arm, and the presence of the Force drape around me like a hanging pressure bearing down upon me. My walk was hard and I felt oddly tired, though I had just awoken in the small room.

Walking towards the end of the corridor, I reached a stone door. As I pulled it with all my might, the door finally opened, and in there was another room. Somebody I knew, a boy my age, sat fingering his lightsaber. He had brownish hair that went a bit below his ears, and a cat that stretched near him on the bed. As he turned his lightsaber on, a flash of yellow blinded me in the dim light of the temple we were in.

"Greetings, Haden," I mentioned, striding forward. My heart pulsed as he switched his lightsaber off to face me. "Where are we?"

"I don't know," he said, putting the lightsaber handle on his belt. He stood up to stand about an inch above me, and exhaled cold mist. "It is like a dream." I was silent as we paced out of the room and through the dark rooms of the temple, not saying a word.

I heard footsteps, and immediately squeezed against the wall, panting. Haden neared me, silent as a shadow, and slipped nearer to the voices. As I braved enough to near them I felt I recognized them. "They've gotten loose," a person said, and as I used the Force to sense what was there, I knew immediately that his name was Sam. He was a blonde dark lord about five feet tall and could be rather rude about some things.

I imagined him pacing around, and felt his presence leave as his footsteps grew quieter. Haden and I both stood up from against the wall, but not before hearing the metal clocking against the floor. "Die, Jedi!" A droid yelled in its neutral tone.

The droid itself wasn't that deadly. He held a blaster but besides that was extremely skinny and probably stupid. I reached instinctively towards my belt, where I felt the hilt of my lightsaber press against my left hand. I withdrew it just as Haden was slicing the few droids in pieces with his yellow blade as gracefully and smoothly. As I switched on my saber, a fizzing cyan light appeared, glowering in the dark.

"Have your saber," Haden finally said, leaning over as the last droid lay dead. He handed me the hilt and I placed it on my belt. "It's yours. I'm better shooting anyways," he added as he took the blaster from the droid. I knew from experience he was a good shooter. He had beaten everybody at lasertag so many times.

About ten more droids came, shooting expertly at Haden and me. He fired off a single blast with his blaster and it shot the droid's head off straight clean. I started up both lightsabers and with a blur of yellow and blue, the droid's pieces were on the ground near my feet. With a flurry attack, like I had done in KOTOR and KOTOR II so many times, I swerved as fast as I could in a circle, panting as I did so, until the droids lay all dead. The movies were right: those droids are scrap metal.

Haden and I ran, panting, until we reached another door. Wow, so many doors in this odd temple. "After this...do you...want to hang out at my place?"

"Sure," I said, quite unsure of what to say. "Though mine would probably be fine." We reached an elevator and stepped inside. Haden pressed one of the buttons near the bottom and almost instantly, I fell over, unready for the large downward movement that the elevator made. "You alright?" Haden questioned shortly, as I rubbed my side. "Uh-huh," I answered as I stood up with a groan. My ribs, heart, and sides were all hurting. I usually didn't do this much running and fighting, except in video games.

As the elevator stopped, we boarded off, as the elevator took off at a whizzing speed upwards once again. Sam looked at me evilly, and said, "You just want to die, I suppose."

I trusted Haden then, I guess, because I said, "Yes. I do." Quite stupidly it was, in fact, as the blonde threw Haden across the floor with a wave of his hand and made a large carrier fall upon his leg.

I stared intently at Samuel. "You want to fight? Let us fight? I will be your doom!" What? Odd battle cries from KOTOR? It sounded like a good thing to say at the time.

I dove with my blue lightsaber towards Sam, but he blocked it with a single red blade. At that time I forgot about they other saber Haden said was mine, and instinctively just raised up the first cyan one I had started with.

In movies and the games, they act like the Force is in slow motion. In truth, it is quite like that. You know things are happening quite fast, but you can see it happen almost instantly before it does. For example, in a split second I dived down, sliced under Sam's knees, but was blocked, only to come up again to block another swift flurry attack from Samuel. However, what I saw was his movements happening very slowly, as were mine, which allowed me time to block it while in real life it was happening all too quickly.

Though I must say, I yelled, "For Haden!" and "I'll save you!" quite a few times, but like all good things, good things must end. Yes, indeed that was the time that my dad came into my room to wake me up to go fishing.

Even though I cut a lot of the battles, violence, romance, and some of the things out because I forgot it over the course of the day, you might as well get used to me posting my dreams because I'm going to do it a LOT.

God Bless~Onono

A Trip Full of Buzz

2005-11-22T15:26:00.000-06:00

Wow. Leaving about 8 o'clock, we set out. About twenty minutes onward we caught a 'dorkfish', (If any of you know Bill Engvall, you can imagine us prancing around yelling that) aka, a Sheephead. (The picture on the right) They have large buck teeth that make some people, I'm sure, feel quite normal. After that, well we caught nothing, but there were a few exciting moments. Like me screaming at my dad for not knowing who the artist was when a Green Day song came on (because it was on the Buzz the entire time)

It was pretty cold, for my standards, so we all wore layers. It was probably the first time my dad didn't get mad at something and end up shouting at me on a boat. You see, we have a 23 ft (I think) Boston Whaler. I'm not sure if its a Revenge (though I think so) or an Outrage (I still dunno) but my dad loves boats, and coffee, though mostly boats.

We also towed some Mexican guys, but that's another short story I don't want to add.

After we got back I immediately practiced for about twenty minutes as, well I haven't played in about 3 days and I just remembered that I had a private lesson tonight at 7:30 (heheh) Yes. Even though I don't have band during Thanksgiving Break, I still do have lessons (darn it).

See, I like bassoon, but it's a pretty hard instrument. You have to have this insane embouchure and almost impossible fingering to do. Though Hay Lee, the girl that first introduced me when I was just starting out (she's a 7th grader at my school....at least I think her name is Hay Lee...) mentioned that if you are good at video games, you'd be good at the fingerings with bassoon. Actually, she was quite right. I don't know a bassoonists that's bad at video games...:D

Anyways, the entire day I've had Boycott Hell stuck in my ehad. It's not a bad song or anything, but I get tired of Newsboys after hearing a song repeated over and over again in my mind. The Science Fair Project Logbook Check is really soon, December 2nd (hey tha'ts my friend's birthday) and I know that if I dont' get on top of it soon I'm going to be doomed.

Even though anyone who reads this I'll either talk on the phone, IM, or email pretty soon, I'll just end this post now.

God Bless~Onono

Fishing + Random Junk You Should Know

2005-11-21T22:15:00.000-06:00

Alright then. Late at night, at only 10:15 I stand at level 7 on Revenge of the Sith, and there's like 16 levels....anyways tomorrow we're going out to Texas Dike *North Jedii...Jedee, Jeti...however yo uspell it you know what I mean* which is usually where we catch all of the large and awesome fish!

I'll just give you a few things

My RS account is onono4542...if you don't know what RS is then don't bother asking

My email is onono4542@yahoo.com

An alternate email is waveecassidy@gaggle.net but use my yahoo one first

My fictionpress account is onono

My fanfiction account is Onono

My yahoo IM name is Onono4542

And may God be with you.........

That sounded weird

God Bless~Onono

Revenge of the Sith

2005-11-21T17:06:00.000-06:00

A few hours ago we came back from EB (my home away from home) and returned with that stupid bighead Star Wars podracing game and my wonderful and brilliant Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith.

My brother was allowed to play his game for one hour, but soon enough, after opening the package I started to play, and found myself mezmerized. That game is soooo freakin' awesome even if you don't have an Xbox. I have it on PS2 and man, I'm not regretting it. So far I'm on Mission 3 and it is extremely challenging and suspensful and just a great game to have if you don't already have it.

So get it, or die!!!

God Bless~Onono

YESTERDAY WAS AWSUM!!

2005-11-21T10:24:00.001-06:00

Considering being nervous about yesterday the entire freakin' week, I actually managed to live through it.

First, around ten in the morning, Alec and Travis came, and then Haden. When we were about to let the first load leave, Jessica and Sierra came, making the group whole. We finally managed to find ten seats altogether, and working together we managed to save them all. We met up with Ari and his dad at the theater and only because we had one seat for Ari his dad and brother had to sit somewhere else.

After the completely inaccurate Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, we came to my house and ate pizza and hung out. Once Haden, Travis, and Alec left we played foccer (a mix of soccer and football) outside until Sierra had to leave, which was when Jessica and Ari both came inside to call their parents to pick them up.Jessica's dad came first, and after he did, Ari and I played Mario Kart: Double Dash on the GameCube for about 15 minutes.

I'll tell you that was probably a moment in my life that I will never forget.Even today I think of yesterday, having six hours with Haden and Ari both, and I just keep thinking, 'Why did it all go so brilliantly?" I was trying to hit myself so I would wake up from the magnificent dream yesterday but, I didn't wake up at all! Now I'm writing and playing video games, talking on IM, and writing polls and quizzes, and just thinking about the three of them in utter detail. And the even worse news is, I'm not going to see any of them for a week because of Thanksgiving Break!

I guess You Could say that he's been playing too much video games..

2005-11-21T10:24:00.000-06:00

News! News! My brother is now officially not last place in Mario Kart: Double Dash. I promise that he's been playing it nonstop ever since I played it with Ari Saturday. He's now ranking in 4th of 3rd place, and I stopped playing with him because I got tired of beating him.

Besides my private lesson tomorrow, I haven't been practicing all that much. I'm sure Mr. Pair will forgive me, but probably threaten something with a Speedo, like always. Bassoon isn't easy, I'll tell you that!

Today as well we're going to go to EB and I'm going to grab the Sands of Time. I'm a big fan of Prince of Persia games and wanted to buy this one so badly last year when I saw the commercials, but my mom didn't like that SplinterCell deal so we never bought it.

God Bless~Onono