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Saturday, December 20, 2008

I Dare You


I am sitting here at a friends house filled with people i love, people i call family, people i laugh with, people i play with, people i sit and let my emotions run with. I'm on the computer talking to people i love, people i call family, people i trust, people i can speak my entire mind to and not worry what words i use, people who love me back? These people are a big part of my life. I dare you to find these people in your lives and I dare you to look at the them, truly look at them and realize what they are doing, how they are feeling, what are they actions saying compared to their words.

My people are ignoring one another, speaking nothing that is on their minds, and keeping everything they know and feel a secret from their friends. My friends are all changing into people who are no longer open but who want to be secretive. My friends are saddening themselves beyond depression and they won't turn back till they want to.

I dare you to realize what your friends say, not just with their words but with their words AND actions, and I dare for you to be there for them, to be open to them, cry for them, laugh with them, and pray for them.

I dare you.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

I can Feel Mangos


Alright so I know that feelings are given from God in order to warn us of certain things going on, but He also instructed us that these are only feelings and our feelings change very quickly from one moment to the next. So the appropriate conclusion of this would be to be aware of our feelings but to not make decisions or judgements based on these decisions because they could not always be right. Alright with that little concept out of the way then I need to identify a few differences out there. We have at least two kinds of feelings I can think of. One of those feelings is our intuition. The feeling that something is going to happen, a cat is going to give birth in your car while you are driving, or the feeling that something is going on, my friend is drinking one liter of bacon grease as fast as he can, or even feelings about other individuals, that person is saying she's fine but what she really means is that she is ready to tear a dandelion into shreds and boil the pieces. The other type of feeling I can think of currently is the emotions we go through, I'm happy, sad, distressed, ecstatic, and sullen. (And bipolar I guess.) So my question is that if the above conclusion about feelins is true then I understand what to do about intutitive feelings but what about emotional feelings. If I have intuitive feelings I need to keep those in mind and be careful and possibly look for evidence to support my intuitions but make no absolute decisions that could cause terror in the future. But what about my emotional feelings? I have sadness or distress about something and what do I do about it. Whatever is causing these feelings already should have some proof or evidence of it (othewise I am clinically bipolar or depressed) so what do I do about it. Do i then make a decision and possiby cause more fret or do I deal with my feelings and just suck it up. I'm sure God has an answer to this, I must do some searching. Pray for me?

Thursday, November 6, 2008

This Has NO Meaning to It

Ok so this is a sestina I wrote for my literature class, it's a little embarrassing because it's really sappy, but alas here it is: (p.s. it's really hard to write a sestina so sorry if it's wierd, and don't try and analyze it please.)

Anitses

My first sights of you
And I didn’t yet think of us
Inside I could see you were warm
Inside the blue-green rings of your eyes
Inside your smile
I could see your dreams dance

But your heart would start to dance
All due to you
Liking my sweet smile
And you hoped for an “us”
Inside your sea-green eyes
That I might keep you warm

For you begged to once be warm
And so I saw you dance
And something I liked in your kind eyes
Made me wonder about you
Then he introduced us
You made me grow a smile

I grew to love your smile
Thinking of you made me warm
I thought for once, they’re could be an “us”
And in our dreams we had our dance
My mind couldn’t escape you
My eyes waited for your eyes

But tears brimmed our eyes
We had to leave that smile
For I could not be with you
We became scared to be warm
We were forbidden to dance
Because there was another “us”

Impossible became us
We closed our eyes
Forgetting the dance
When I think, I can’t smile
About keeping each other warm
Because I miss you

And yet my eyes will still dance
Because when I see your warm smile and you see mind
It reminds us of all the ways to say “I love you”

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Ordinary Rarity Pt. 1

Gabriella. What a girl. She lived in a miniscule town, but this was an entire world to her. A world full of thieves and goblins, of princesses and warriors, of magic and enormosity, and she ruled it all. Of course as a ruler of such a vast land she lived atop the mountain so she could see all looking both ways. To the right of her castle lay a vast market and on the left of her castle lay her school but along with the school came a large piece of land where all the magic of her world dwelt.
Gabriella attended this school for many years since she was very young. Starting there she had no idea tha of what she owned. She would show up to this academia and follow the rules very precisely so as to be a good girl. During the nap times she would nap, and during the play times she would sit quietly and talk to the dinosaurs that roamed the classroom.
Every other day the keeper of the dinosaurs would show up. His name was Jacob and he was deeply admired by Gabriella. He was also short like Gabriella with long brown hair and very simple brown eyes that matched his skin tone. He knew all the dinosaurs very well their names and their likes. He also adoredGabriella for her gentleness with them. She often took one of the Brontosaurus' and gently caressed it's blue skin for ours just admiring it.
Gabriella was normally a shy girl, not wanting to make much social contact with anyone around, in fact she kept a nice space bubble around her and the other classmates, however in this instance she took up courage and spoke with the keeper. He was a little cautous talking to her, squinting his eyes in a deal of droubtfulness in the trueness that she supposedly spoke from. She made no more than small talk bout how the dinosaurs were doing and how much she liked them. Sometimes during the break times that were given to the children Jacob and Gabriella would go off together and spend time digging through the time rocks looking for treasures or flying along the air roads in the sky. Jacob was always a little cautious around her, but he never said no. He was a kind quiet gentleman who did always as Gabriella asked.
Gabriella was not a snotty young girl either though. But she did have ambition and she did have wants that she expressed. She wasn't unkind to Jacob in anyway, in fact she did what she could to stay on good terms with him. She enjoyed his prescence, but mostly enjoyed having a close friend to which she could talk to in this immense school.
Gabriella eventually learned of her other classmates by the end of her first schooling year and she became very good friends with the keeper. They stayed friends during the summer, holding a mysterious bond, for during the summer they were to never see each other. This could easily be assumed because Gabriella started her first adventure that summer and she first hand discoverd the land she lived in and the power she had obtained. Of the magica that flowed through the very mountain she lived on and the backyard of her own castle. She learned of it all in that one summer...

"Friends are born, not made..." - Henry Adams

Sunday, August 10, 2008

"You're right. I'm a terrible person. Shoot me why dontcha?"

You know what I hear over and over again from just about everybody? "You're such a nice person. In fact you're too nice." I'd like to believe these people, and sometimes I actually do, but I know better than that. I know that really, through this crusyt body of mine, I'm a monster. I was sitting in a car with one of my best friends when I splattered off this quote. I like to joke around and pick on people and so does he. Something got brought up about something nice that I did and I said this. He couldn't stop laughing. It's funny to watch him laugh. He starts cringing and rolling up into a ball and his mouth becomes a colossal size and I can't help but grin back at him.

It's this same friend that I proved that I am a monster to. This morning I was being a joking guy again and I was picking on the people in my sunday school group. I went a little far though ended up saying something pretty terrible. We're a pretty sarcarstic bunch of kids in our group, and I guess I just got in that mood of sarcasm but said somthing that went a bit over the edge.
I had to sit there for the rest of the hour and watch him cringing again. This time it was for a different reason. This time I had to watch him go through torture, pain, emotioanl catastrophe, because I was a jerk. And what's worse is that I didn't exactly own up to my faults right away.
Afterwards I was worried about him because of his episode during sunday school and so I wanted to make sure he was alright and to make sure that it was me that caused him the pain. It took a lot of waiting around for him to finally get up after the session but he darted off to the bathroom. "Great," I thought to myself sarcastically. "Now he's runnning from me."
He came out eventually and I was busy catching up with a friend I hadn't seen in a while. He tried to sneak past me, but I was too quick. I grabbed him and told him to follow me.
That's when we went into the sanctuary and it was confirmed. I am a monster.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "You made me feel bad," he responded. My stomach dropped. That's where it all went down again. I had to watch him rush feelings of sorrow at me, and I WAS THE CAUSE OF IT. And that's where this saying almost comes true.
The only times I have ever even slightly felt suicidal in my life is when I know I've hurt someone. And to know that I hurt someone that I love a lot, kills me even more. Those are the times when I wished that I could just shoot myself, drink some poison, or break my arms, and it would all be better. But it won't be better. In fact, it would only make things worse. So now I sit with my own punishment, the wish for death, and torture of guilt. Sorrow. It's the life of a monster.


(P.S. I don't want a lot of responses or mailings or anything talking about how I shouldn't kill myself. Everyone should know that I would never do such a thing and I'm just expressing the way I feel to you. Please don't bug me about that.)

Saturday, July 26, 2008

For those of you who pass by:

All this post will be as a special request. Could all of you just make a small special prayer right now for a friend of mine who is going through troubles. Thank you.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Died and Gone to Heaven

WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO!!! 'Tis been a terribly long time since my last post. My apologies to those of you out there who might happen to be still reading this and waiting for something new. I shall finally write again. The problem is...what? What do I write? I could bore with the details of my late busy life of traveling Greece and Turkey, or the amazing times I've spent with my friends at various random events, or the week I spent camping up in the lakes. But then maybe you don't wan't to hear all about that. Maybe you can't hear anything because I can't actually talk and you listen, you have to read what I'm writing. I suppose a video blog could happen, by why would anyone like me do that. I have a terribly ugly face, (I've been told it looks girly :P), and my voice has been cracking like fingers lately. O whatever shall we do then? I know, we'll forget about it all together. Let's do that. Well, as you can tell this post really has no point to it so far and thats about as far as it goes. I merely wanted the world to know that I'm still alive and I will begin writing again. See you in the next post. (In the mean time I will bless you with a youtube post of one of the interesting things I have done this summer.)

Took a Personality Test and this is what it said

Your personality type:
Quiet, reflective and idealistic. Interested in serving humanity. Well-developed value system, which they strive to live in accordance with. Extremely loyal. Adaptable and laid-back unless a strongly-held value is threatened. Usually talented writers. Mentally quick and able to see possibilities. Interested in understanding and helping people.
Careers that could fit you includes:
Writers, artists, counselors, social workers, English teachers, fine arts teachers, child care workers, clergy, missionaries, psychologists, psychiatrists, scientists, political activists, editors, education consultants, journalists, religious educators, social scientists.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Let Me Have Your Pain


This weekend I heard some really sad news about a friend and it caught my attention for the majority of the weekend. I found my mind wandering the sermon during the sermon which probably wasn’t the best thing to do. I couldn’t really help it that much though. I wish my friends wouldn’t really go through so much pain in there lives. When it hurts one person in our family it hurts a lot of people. We all kind of feel some pain. I cried about it this morning. I can’t imagine what this person might be feeling right now. Actually I can a little. I have gone through some the same things, but its up to this person if they really want to talk. Anyways I really hurt for this person and it reminded me of all the pain that a lot of my friends are feeling right now and I couldn’t believe that everybody had so much going on right now. I hate it that so many people have to suffer. I really wish I could suffer for them. I remember Paul had that reaction too. He wanted to sacrifice his eternal life for all other’s eternal life to be in heaven. It’s really amazing that he had that heart. Well I can’t say I’m sacrificing my eternal life, but maybe this one. I don’t want others to hurt. I wish I could do it for them. So that morning I tried for the first time to cause some hurt. Not many people know that though. No I didn’t cut myself. Lately though I’ve been having a problem with my stomach. I feel nauseous and woozy after eating just about anything and I regurgitate a lot of my food. So that morning I stuffed my mouth with cookies purposefully. I was hoping that I would bring it back up and go through a little pain. Its funny though. It didn’t happen that easily but it did happen. And afterwards I realized how dramatic I was being. A year ago when a closer friend left I wasn’t anything near suicidal or self-inflicting pain, actually the pain that came with the leaving kind of was enough. I guess this was different though. This was a different pain for both of us. This wasn’t the other person was just leaving. This other person was now feeling a different pain that came from hurtfulness. I pray for this person and I wish they would be better and that everything would work out. She doesn’t deserve to go through this. She doesn’t deserve to be treated like this. Please God let her know that she is loved and she is NOT rejected by any means at all. We all love her so much, let her hear our love for her. I know one thing though. Superchic[k] was right. Beauty comes from pain.
Ok I guess I got some feedback about this post. Anyone reading this does not have to worry. I am NOT bulimic or have an eating disorder. I did this once, and it was because I was being an emotinoal sap and really really stupid. I just wanted to explain my feelings in this post, and I thought that might help explain them. Please stop hounding me about my problems, think about hers.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Meet My Love


the porcupines have come for you!!!
the battle between the smurfs and the porcupines has lasted for centuries
but i think the tables have turned
they have finaly figured out where your fortress lies and are on there way!

This was an interesting conversation that I didn’t have online one day. My friend is dating this guy that goes to her school. She of all people was the person that we didn’t think would ever date but her we are and she has an obsession. I guess she isn’t actually dating him but its supposed to happen sometime soon. They absolutely adore each other though. Anyways, the first time we met him was a while ago when me and her family were visiting the campus and she popped up on me that there was a guy that she liked. Talk about surprised. I didn’t know what to say. Well he is a superbly tall person that surpasses my height easily. I was amazed by his height however he was the shyest person ever. He was funny actually. We would ask him question and he would just kind of answer them quickly. He was really afraid of my friends dad. I guess he was a little intimidated by meeting the dad. Well I was polite and didn’t try and make him feel too embarrassed or anything like that. A few days later though I was talking to my friend and she informed me that her new hobby was reading along right next to her and so I wrote something really funny like how I loved him and I wanted to hold him. It wasn’t anything serious just something to rattle his chain and see what he would do. It was hilarious to see that he didn’t freak out. He just kind of laughed. So I kept it up with my little joke and I never got a real response from him. To tell you the truth I haven’t really talked to him in person at all. And then one day I got his IM address and I asked to invite him. And he responded to me while I was away from my computer and actually wrote the above statement. I was rather confused. So tell me, do you know what he means?

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

The Youth Unite: Jen Jen


Jen Jen Jen Jen Jen Jen Jen. Has a nice ring to it huh. And not ony does it have a nice ring but it is the next contestant on "Who's that youth group girl who is actually graduated and has left us for a college right in the middle of our year?" Alright our first clue is that she's a girl. Your second clue is that she is the daughter of the Jensens and a sister of Deanna who was featured long before. Give up? It's Jen Jen. Jen Jen is a 19 year old girl in love with Christ. With today's day and age Jen Jen has been improved and now comes equipped with a Josh, (bf i think). Jen Jen spent her younger days in our youth group being an inspiration for all. She is allergic to a million and one things and takes a habit of stabbing herself with insulin before every meal. YUM!!! Jen Jen can be seen taking several vacations to a certain island called Turltle Isle where the turtles live and so does Jen. Jen now spends most her time hanging with her books staying up till the early hour of the morning and still acing all her classes. Although she runs on nothing at all and is completely crashed by the end of the school year she moves on and does more work than she can handle. She is one of the rare Molly handlers out there and probably one of the best.


Jen has a lot more to her than just small children and tall red-headed guys. She's beautiful. But that's not what I'm getting at. Jen has a HUGE heart and a passion for God. She holds her standards high for dating (although not high as they used to be) and strictly follows the Lord in every step. She is a great encouragement and a giant inspiration for anybody. She knows God's Word better than most people I know memorizing whole chapters at a time. She follows his Word carefully and takes careful consideration into every aspect of her life. She truly follows the Lord in every way and loves Him. She's encouraging to others and faithful to all and loving to anybody. She is awesome.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

The Youth Unite: Hannah


Hanananananananananananah. It’s Hannah. Hannah is a Hannah of Hannah’s and irreplaceable. Hannah is an awesome friend. She has been attending our youth group for quite some time. She is also one of the many who travel long distances just to reach this wonderful family once a week. She is a nice person with a dark style, but its okay because she doesn’t actually buy all the stuff. She has attitude and she won’t let you pick on her. She fights meaner than most boys and can definitely stand her own ground. She has two ferrets of whom she is infatuated with. These little beasts are her pride and joy. Except for her lovely boyfriend as well, it would seem as though our youth group is beginning to pair up with others. Hannah is an artist as well, she has the talent of a gecko. I don’t know if geckos have talent but she is just as talented that is for sure. She also has other talents that we may think will lead her to be a demon hunter some day. Or maybe a fiddler, because man can she play. In fact she is part of the band that her whole family travels around playing at churches and other conventions and she has an awesome talent of being able to play so much and do a great job. If you didn’t know she does have a massive brother by the name of Levi who was mentioned way back, but their relationship is more mutual than anything. Ladies and Gentlemen this is Hannah.

Monday, May 19, 2008

The Youth Unite: Amy


Trombonin’ it up is our friend Amy. Amy is our musically talented friend. She has playing Trombone for a long time and has become a great scholar at it. Not only does she scholar at Trombone but she is a scholar period. She has an amazing education surpassing many. She has only been at our church for about a couple of years but we have enjoyed her presence the entire time. She became a Christian actually at our church and has been a great encouragement and enlightenment. She has so much fire for God. She has a strong relationship with God and follows His Word very carefully. Strong in her faith she lives up to it in her school as well. She is a public schooler and therefore part of the minority. And yet there is no wary or tripping in her faith, she remains strong. She brings a light mood to any event we hold and she is most enjoyable at all events. She is a prayer warrior and a great leader. Everyone give it up for Amy.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

The Youth Unite: Mafoo


Mafoo. Which derives from the term Mathew, which is Mafoo's real name. Mafoo is the most eccentric character we have at youth groups. He has quite the character actually. Alas he as moved from us though. While he was with us though he blessed us with a midget type character with a exaggerated emotions and loud shrieking Scatter ball war cries. He is fast and bare footed. He moves like a mongoose and looks like a porcupine. Except he has grown his hair out now and looks more like a dog than a porcupine. This wide-eyed dwarf now lives far away but remains in our family. He couldn't do it without us. Mafoo is an accomplished claymation artist. Actually he's got WAAAAY too much time on his hands. But at least he does neat things with it. He makes neat awesome art as well. In fact you can view some of his art on YouTube, that is if you can find it. Mafoo is also a master at killing the dude. Being mostly creative he can kill the dude or defend the dude with quick precision. Mafoo is gullible beyond all extents believing every word that he hears. If you were to tell him he was a chicken yesterday, he would believe you. Mafoo can scale tall buildings, but it takes him a couple of days. He has to get all the equipment and then do lots of stuff and camping out. Eventually he makes it there. Well, I can’t really describe Mafoo in any other way, so if you want to know more just talk to him yourself. Ciao.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

The Youth Unite: Jazz


Jasmine is the princess of Aladdin’s world and this Jasmine is the princess of Joe’s world. She is truly a princess as well. She comes from a fun loving family that consists of a lot of strange people. Jasmine herself though, not so strange. Very cool actually. First of all she wears Converse. What else could you actually want from a girl. Then she is very pretty. Long golden lochs of hair fill her head making her very beautiful. She is a quiet person though. She doesn’t speak up too much though, and she doesn’t participate in games too much, but she enjoys scatter ball which is all we ask of her. Don’t think she is a push over though, you anger her and she will come back at you like a chimpanzee. WACHAWOO!!! Otherwise she is a calm person keeping to herself most times. Wow, I’m really not sure what else to say about Jazz, if you have suggestions, give me a comment or two. Gracias y ciao.

Friday, May 16, 2008

The Youth Unite: Joe


And now we can finally return to our previously scheduled program: the Youth Unite. Today's special guess, and he is quite the special one, the last of the Abbate siblings, it's Joe. Joe is a small unmeaningful child full of creepy gooey things. I don't know the name of them. It has been known that Joe has an obsession with Elmo the sesame street character. What isn't probably known is that his obsession has gone far enough to actually kidnap the character and is hiding him in a small puppet ring around his waist. Joe is compulsive and scary at most times and he has known to lash out with a pop in the face. The only known weakness of Joe's is a pie. Joe loves pie. His favorite flavor: pie flavored pie. A simple pie in the face will take Joe off of his feet and render him absolutely helpless. Because of Joe's smallness he can creep up on the most unspuspecting victims and squeeze the bajongers out of them. Believe me, I am a victim. He seems to appreciate the fuzzy sweater vest as a nice resting area. BEWARE: DO NOT WEAR FUZZY SWEATER VESTS AROUD JOE. Joe definately has some resemblences to his brother. In that they are both very, very loud. Impossibly loud actually. And very random. Joe also can eat anything he wants too and lots of it. He has a black hole for a stomach and just consumes things by the table. And when it does come to food he becomes extremely territorial. Beware stealing food from Joe as well. The thing that Joe probably hates the most which is the one thing that seperates him from the rest of youth group is that he hate POTO.
Alright can you say LOL. Because I was actually just having a lot of fun with that. Actually Joe is not really like that. That would be Joe in the extreme sense. It's true he likes Elmo, but he's not filled with creepy gooey things or anything like that. Actually, Joe is a very fun person to be around. He makes games much more lively. How me might be competitive, he comptetes well and is a great athlete. He is also very considerate of prayer as well. You can tell he will be a person who will grow up with a strong relationship with God. He's also considerate of other people a lot. He would never let anybody be left out of the loop. A great friend. And a good hugger. I can now safely say I have given you the REAL Joe.

Monday, May 12, 2008

FEAR THE MANGO!!!


Okay I have a phobia and guess what, its not of mangos. In fact my phobia doesn't actually have a name. So being the totally dorky person I am I decided I would mix up some latin and the word phobia and make up a name. Amiciticoreophbia. Amiciti=friends. Coreo=to lose. If you couldn't guess my fear in life is losing my friends. You know there are many ways to lose a friend, I think I have experienced many of them. Death is one of them that I haven't experienced, however I nearly did lose a friend to death just recently. It was one of the scariest moments of my life. How would you feel if one of your most comforting friends called you and said they had only six months to live? What would you say? Then there is the seperation factor. It happens when one of your closer friends takes off to another adventure and you are left behind to finish this one. It's saddening. This happens a lot more often and it hurts immensely. When I found out my pastor's family was moving I was crushed inside and words couldn't describe my grief my sadness over the loss of one of my best friends. I let tears flowthat night and it still wasn't enought to satiate my terror. Sometimes though you can let friendships fade. You can let the strength and closeness in friends drift off. Distance can help make this happen but so can laziness. I vow to never allow it happen again, but sometimes I think I already lost that battle. People will tell me that no matter the distance that I will always have a special connection and link to my friends. This is true, but there is still overwhelming sadness for the lost of time with that person. And what if that speical link is also broken? What if one of you deserts the other? What kind of sorrow will the left behind be left to feel? I read some stuff on the witness protection agency, and learned that the witnesses in these places have to get up leave all family and friends and never see them all again and start anew with nobody. I can't...I won't imagine a life having to leave everything that I have gained this year. God has given me the greatest friends that I could even hope for.

Summer is approaching ever so fast. I'm terrified of what will happen. As I have made closer friends this year than I have ever had I am determined to spend this summer with all of them. I don't want it to waste away without seeing all of these precious people in my life. And then comes the even scarrier obstacle in my life. Next year I will be a senior. I will have only one year left, and then what? What will happen? Will be forced to leave everyone? I think I would die.
Just recently I heard a great message from an inspiring friend. He preached about love. He made me realize that we need to have great love for our friends. He recited one my favorite verses. John 15:13 Greater love has no man that this, that he lay down his life for his friends. He said that the greatest love ever shown was not a romantic one but the one that friends share. I know of a story about this. Some of you may have heard of Kingdom Hearts. In the second one you may realize that as Sora finally found Kairi he was much more worried about finding Riku. It would seem as if his love for Riku may have been greater. It was an emotinal moment when he finally found him. They were very close friends, and Sora was a character with quite the heart for his friends. God has definately softenend my heart this year and given me a great love for all of my friends. I find myself so often thinking about them, especially the newer ones. I love you all with great passion and I don't want to imagine ever losing a single one of you. So for all my friends reading this, thank you so much for just being there.

Prayer to God: God you are the most Awesome. Thank you so much for the amazing gifts you have sent to me through my young years. Please Lord never let these sweet precious people ever leave my life. I love them all way too much. Thank you God for being an awesome friend as well. You are comforting and YOU are love. Thank you...for the BEST friends ever.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

You've Got Me and Jesus

You know, I bet a lot of poeple following are probably tired of hearing about monsters and Nothings but I am afraid to say that I'm being haunted. No the Nothing nor did my monster go away and I don't know when they will. Probably when I leave this earth. Don't worry, I'm not contemplating that right now. Well, a good friend made me realize something the other day. Outside of church and school activities I don't really have friends to talk to. That's why you find me at church a lot. I spend my freetime laying on my bedroom floor wishing I had something to do. I don't have friends outside of activities, to spend the night and things like that. I'm really lonely actually. That made me so sad. Then I thought that asking for friends like that might be asking too much from God. Maybe I should be happy with who I have. Maybe I need to realize that I need to depend on Him more. That night I couldn't help crying again. But then I looked up and you know what I saw. A small pink card that I got for my 16th birtday. It was probably the best gift anyone has ever given me. It had my name on the cover and lots of little doodles all over it but mostly it was full of quotes that talked about friendship.
A Hug from a friend in times of need is like the feeling you get when the song in your head comes out on the radio.
Friends are like pillars on your porch: sometims they hold you up and sometimes they lean on you.
Most people come into our lives and quickly leave, it is a specail few that come in and leave a footprint.
Be yourself because the people who mind don't matter and the people who matter don't mind.
And there were a lot more just like that. It was made from one of my best friends and she made me think of a song that she once said was her song for all her friends. You've got me and Jesus by Stellar Kart. I have since realized that the friends I do have are super precious to me and I need to cherish them more and also I need to turn to Jesus more often as well. Thank you for being such an amazing friend.
When there's nowhere else to turn
All your bridges have been burned
Feels like you've hit rock bottom
Don't give up it's not the end
Open up your heart again
When you feel like no one
Understands where you are

[chorus]
Someone loves you even when you don't think so don't you know you got
Me and Jesus by your side through the fight you will never be alone on your own you got me and Jesus

After all that we've been through
Be now you know I've doubted too
But everytime my head was in my
Hands you said to me
Hold on to what we got
This is worth any cost so
Make the most of life
That's borrowed
Love like there's no tomorrow

Monday, April 28, 2008

The Youth Unite: Jordan


Welcome to the most delicious blog of your life. I want to introduce you to Jordan. Jordan is the best food in the world. It is especially good to put him on pizza. Luckily for us we have a stash of Jordan sitting in our youth group and we keep him growing quite nicely. In fact, the best pizza ever cooked was recorded to have some Jordan on it. Besides being a good pizza topping Jordan is also a rabbid pianist, and an amazing bunny rabbit. He can play very many good songs to dance too including the best one in the world. POTO!! Jordan has a problem with keeping secrets though. Often I find that he knows things about me that I don't. This results in about a half an hour or so of wrestling only to be disappointed for a bit longer. Needless to say, I still always win and come out on top. Jordan is also the smartest boy in the universe. At least that is what he thinks. That's actually not really true, but don't tell him that.


And that would be Jordan for you. Anybody want pizza?

Friday, April 25, 2008

High Grounds


There's a place where I come from
It's the place where I belong
Where you will never die
Wipe the tears off from your eyes
Sun and moon and stars above
Never match this perfect love
Just look to the painter's hands
Like an ocean meets its sand.

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Twisted castles in her hair
Building mountains in the air
Making profits, lending loans,
Ancient TV's, golden telephones
But within this misty cave,
Lies a painter, blind but brave
Paints the story of where we've been
Where we are, where we could be.

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So Kiss the light, seize the day
Shine your shoes, come to play
Sun is shining, sky is clear
Leave your worries with your fears
Light eternal, sleep inside
To my heart and through my eyes
Bringing in sweetness to my soul
Close your eyes, be made whole

Flying backwards, climbing clouds
Trick the lion and the mouse
Feeling colors, tasting sound
What you do here, has no bounds
Behind all this there is a hand
Who paints a picture of this land
On the canvas blank and white
He crafts a place with colors bright

Forget the shadows, leave the past
Your future’s bright, sleep at last
The painter’s watching over you
He paints the story, all brand new
So watch the birds swim on by
Or watch an ocean in the sky
So just sit down, and take heed
To the sounds of melodies

Don’t you dare, sleep on in
Free of worries free of sin
Wake up early, come on out
We’re free at least, so come and shout

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So let’s go see this mystic place
And let’s go see the painters face
But most of all, let’s explore
This place of wonder, so much more
And that place, where I come from
You know that place, where I belong
All that I said, it is no lie
Cause I’ll see it when I…

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(Some of these lyrics I created, some I didn't, can you guess which ones?)

Thursday, April 24, 2008

The Monster I've Become


Have you ever read The Never Ending Story? In this story a young boy is transported into a book to a mythical make-believe world along with his friends. However, the world is slowly being eaten by a dark gas called The Nothing. He loses two friends to the nothing. In the story he says, "If I was fighting against something, I could have saved them. But I was fighting against nothing so I couldn't." I think that is what is inside my mind right now. I have it wrapped around a Nothing and it's really bothering me. But because I don't know what it is I can't fight it or even begin to understand it. It creeps up on me in the worst of times and saddens me to state I didn't know possible. And I fear that I am the problem.
For the past four days this has seriously bothered me and I couldn't do anything about it. In my last post I attempted to explain some of the things I was bothering myself about, but I couldn't understand it still. So yesterday was one of the most beautiful days I have seen in quite some time. I decided I would utilize it and hopefully whatever this mood that I'm coming down with would disappear. I got done with my homework super early today and took a drive to my church an entire hour early. I decided I would appreciate the countryside that my church lies on and relax a bit in the softened ground. I took my camera too and I took a lot of beautiful pictures and that always makes me happy. Looking at the little things that we step on everyday in a different way, makes life seem much more beautiful. We even spent most of our time during church outside relaxing. When we got inside I was feeling wonderful and I could have sworn that I was all cured from my Blues (or whatever they are.)
Then it hit that night. Harder than I could have hoped for. That Nothing came back with full force and pushed me to the edge of suicide, kinda. And it was fueled by something I did. I did thet worst possible thing I think I could ever do. That night I think I hurt one of my friends. Or at least angered him. I was bothering him all night long about something, and I think he has kind of associated me with annoying now. This person is a really neat person that I really like to talk to. I guess I was just trying to hard to be his friend. And now I know that I was a monster to him. But he's not just the only one. I bet other people see me this way as well. Obnoxious and uncaring, is probably underneath this facade. I know I've let other people down in my life and I probably caused grief for other friends also. I've imposed one too many times and look what it has turned me into. I've allowd all of this to happen. And because of that I have created a Nothing in my head and it's eating me from the inside out. I am a monster and I have spawned one too. What's more I can't listen to my music except for the Blues, and it's raining like a madman today. I swear this is all an omen. I guess I just apologize for my monster inside. I will control it, and keep it locked up from now on. "Don't look at the monster I've become."

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

A Picture of My Mind

You know being young and carefree is really fun. What brings you down the most is when you start thinking too much about everything in life. When you start pondering the lengths of the universe and or the depths of the mind. Actually things can get really depressing because of the lack of understanding there is. I guess ignorance is bliss then. But sometimes the thinking is inevitable. In the words of a very strange artist, I'm on a train of thought and I can't stop this train. Sometimes I think I just need to have fun and not worry about life. I know God is watching over me so...I just don't know. Sometimes I wonder about personal things like "What's the purpose of Kody in my life? He's brand new to youth group and he's already intrigued me, confused me, shaken me?" He gets me thinking a lot about myself, the way I worship God, and a lot about my beliefs. I don't know if that's a bad thing or not. Maybe I'm just over analyzing all of this, but I still don't understand it. And sometimes I think why one of my most beautiful friends has refused food for the past year. Then I get myself thinking about the Silence Day coming up and the depressing fact that the church might be growing cold. I grow weary thinking about that some of my friends in youth group might leave the church and never return. And then I think I only have one year left with all of my friends and I am saddened, and then I don't know what is going to happen on after high school. And I wonder why my parents don't even try to understand my faith or anything that I try to deal with. Then it gets more serious. Why do people go to wars and then there lives are destroyed the what they've seen and what the continually deal with? Why do people down in Bolivia have such a hard time finding water all because some people have to drive five feet to where they are going? Why are mothers in china forced to drown millions of baby girls all because of the government's policy? Why am I here? What is all of this? And why am I just sitting here wasting my youth when I could be having fun with the time I do have with my friends. All I can think about though is that I don't want to lose them to anything so my goal is to cling to them and hold on to them. See what God's purpose really is. I guess I just have to wait, and do His will, and maybe someday I will see the big picture. But still I sit here and I hurt. I hurt for the hurt and hungry and those who have needs unment. I hurt for everyone. How am I supposed to think while people are being unfairly treated for what they hold their faith in? Some day. Now I wait and I can only think about the horrors that come in this world. I think about life for me and life for others, and what life is. I sit and think. I sit and cry, and think, and wonder, and I begin to sing to myself, this one sad song...



Is this the New Year or just another night?
Is this the new fear or just another fright?
Is this the new tear or just another desperation?

Is this the finger or just another fist?
Is this the kingdom or just a hit n' miss?
A misdirection, most in all this desperation

Is this what they call freedom?
Is this what you call pain?
Is this what they call discontented fame?

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
hen the world caves in
When the world caves in

I'm singing this one like a broken piece of glass
From broken arms an' broken noses in the back
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?
You're pushing till you're shoving
You bend until you break
Till you stand on the broken fields where our fathers lay

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
There's nothing here worth saving,
Is no one here at all?
Is there any net left that could break our fall?

It'll be a day like this one
When the sky falls down
and the hungry and poor and deserted are found

Are you discontented?
Have you been pushing hard?
Have you been through and down this broken house of cards?

It'll be a day like this one
When the world caves in
When the world caves in
When the world caves in

Is there nothing left now?
Nothing left to sing
Are there any left to haven't kiss the enemy?
Is this the New Year or just another desperation?

Justice never finds you,
do the wicked never lose?
Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?
And nothing is okay
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Till the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in
Until the world caves in

Monday, April 21, 2008

The Youth Unite: Mac


Mac's actual name is Makela and she is the cool outcast that you see in the hallway. And I don't say outcast meaning unsocial, I mean it as in she is different from other people in a very obvious way. If you were to attend my youth group you would be able to snatch her out of the crowd immediately due to the fact of her hair color. It's always changing. Lately it has been a neon orange color, easily distiguishable. Does this happen to sound familiar? For those of you following along with the Youth Unite series you may see similarities between Mac and Lizz, and this is for a good reason. In fact, the same reason that Mac is the biography right after Lizz. Lizz and Mac share more than just hair styles, they share nearly everything in taste and are best friends. Mac is the other hard core rocker chick you will see playing at some huge concert in downtown Detroit. She is a musician (from what I hear) and a dancer by what I see. She seems to be vegitarian and a tree hugger of the sorts. If there is a tree, it doesn't go unloved by Mac. It is her destiny to marry a flower when she is older. It seems she isn't ready for mairrage right now though. Another one of her vast loves is for Batman and converse. Amazing isn't it. She is the owner of one of the few knee high converse I have ever seen. Talk about jealousy.

I can safely say that there are a couple of very intriguing characteristics about Mac though that blow my mind. First of all she is another lover of the Phantom and she can ACTUALLY sing as high as Christine. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? It is awestriking. She can hit the highest note I think I've ever heard and ever will hear. Another amazing thing is that Mac has gone through so much drama in her life right now, most of which I probably shouldn't post for the world. And Mac is still found to be a happy butterfly every day. She is always in a bright mood, no matter what is going on. You can see that God is comforting her and leading her through her life. She is one of the strongest girls I know because of that. And for that, I tip my hat to you fine lady.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

PLEASE!!!!


Please go to this site and leave a response for this guy. He really needs it and I'm kind of confused on what to say. I repeat anyone who looks at this blog please go to this site and leave a response.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The Youth Unite: Lizz


If I am to tell you the story of Kody it would only make sense to tell you the story of Lizz. Just in case you were asleep for the last post about Kody, these two teddy bears are dating at the moment. In fact that is how we came to know about Kody and how he joined the family. Actually if you have read the biography of Toby you would be happy to know that these two are siblings. They seem to have an indifferent relationship. Anyways, Lizz is an oddball all to herself. She has quite the accent in her speak, in which she finds it impossible to ennunciate most things. You almost have to speak the language to understand it. Lizz dresses like a mad woman as well. If the patterns and colors are complete opposites then thats perfect to wear for her. She is the icon rocker you will hear about when you are 34 years old reading your newspaper and seeing the upcoming bands. She acts like a puppy very innocent, however we have suspicions to believe that she may be quite viscious when provoked. She is amused by the simplist things and you can often find her pullinjg a piece of string for enjoyment for hours. Her goal in life is to appear as cute as possible. Lizz is always happy. In fact, we have diagnosed with a psychological disorder called Mania. Lizz has also been known as a blueberry due to her crazy hair colors. Its almost rainbow colored. A punkish girl no doubt.

Lizz is one of the more interesting characters in youth group, but she is an encouragement too. She is faithful, and very outgoing. She loves all and hates none which is a testimony in itself. She has brought more family into our midst which is something to be praised and she is a good friend to those around her. Maybe following her clothing and hair choices aren't something to be admired, (although that has got some character as well) following her personality towards other people is a great example to live by. (I hope that all made sense. Its hard to do when you're describing Lizz)

Sunday, April 13, 2008

The Youth Unite: Kody


Our newest edition to the YG (and one of my new best friends) would be Kody. Kody, surprisingly, fits in perfeclty with the rest of us here at YG. He has strange qualitites and a fun personality. Kody first joined our YG by his infatuation wih Lizz, another interesting character not yet described for blogspot readers. Luckily Kody has found more than just her here in our family. Kody has more funny things circling him too. Kody has a strange wanting to be a girl. In his online self he is a girl. Why this is so is beyond me. In fact, I'm not sure I would wish to know. Kody is also a sucker for romance and long walks on the beach. He loves reading about vampires falling in love with little girsl. A.K.A. Twilight. Kody has some superpowers too. Kody has a camoflauge quality of making himself appear younger than what he actually is. Another one of his superpowers is his amazing writing ability. Kody is an awesome storyteller and he as a future in it definately, if he so choses. For a sample of his work just click here. Kody has also become one of the amazing scatterball athletes forcing himself up to the heights of scatterball royals. Kody is Pokemon master in himself as well. I give him that. He has obsessions of Manga comics and other video games.


There is more that I envy about Kody though. Kody, although a new child of God, has a great passion for learning about Him. Kody attends faithfully to YG and sunday church and although he says little he does listen. (I can tell.) He asks plenty of questions after services and lessons and he learns a lot. On wednsday nights you can often find him talking with Pastor Troy about things unknown, although you can probably guess. There is more to learning, but he is on the right track. Kody is a great inspiration for many Christians to be continue in their knowledge of Christ and His Word. Ladies and Gentelmen I present to you Kody. Welcome to our family Kody.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

TIHPWABPC

Welcome to The "I Hate Physics With A Burning Passion" Club. Otherwise known as TIHPWABPC. We have banded together in a common goal of hating physics. We meet everday for Mondays thru Fridays from 9:00-10:10 A.M. For anyone who wishes to join we are open to newcomers, as long as you meet the following membership requirements:

  • A burning hatred for the subject, including but not limited to: labs, worksheets, review packets NOT posted on the internet, Equations (ex. v=d/t), book questions, aura in general, being forced to be quiet during Channel One
  • cannot be completely aceing the class (100%), although you may have a higher score due to crazy amounts of E.C.
  • must wear the usual string bracelet to club meetings

End Notes: Although we do hate physics, we will not hold this hatred to our teacher because he was not, surprisingly, the inventor of physics. (Although he may have been helping.) We do have reason to believe though that Satan may have created physcis as punishment for human beings.

President- CB

Vice President- MF

Secreatry of State- DM

Monday, April 7, 2008

El Ensueno


I was walking into my fifth hour class, a big chemistry room with tons of moles and plants everywhere, when I realized I had nothing to do this hour. I have study hall here so most days I just get on the computer and do some blogging. Today however I decided to do my Spanish homework. So I sat down at the dark oak desk in the center of the bare room and realized I didn't have my book. My teacher isn't here for study hall most days, and since I'm older I guess she doesn't need to be. I took a long trip to the other side of the building and got my little Spansih book to do some studying. As I was walking back the bell had already rang so the hallways were mostly bare except for the occasional passing student and monitoring teacher. I walked right by this larger kid in gray shirt getting a drink from the drinking fountain. Shortly after he rushed up to catch up to me until we were walking together. He said in a high, squeaky, freshmanlike voice "Hiiiiiii. How are you?" I was slightly surprised by this but I politely responded, "Fine." He said back to me "That's goooooood," and suddenly rushed off the the branching hallway into a German Classroom. I thought nothing of it and walked off.

The next day I saw the same guy walking out of my class, he seemed to be waiting for me. He asked in an almost frantic voice "Will you be my friend?" Once again I was surprised but I agreed and he silently followed me to the hallway where I eat with my friends. We were sitting in the circle of social misfits when he suddenly talks again, always unexpectedly "I have to go to the bathroom." I was surprised again wondering why he decided to exclaim this but I answered him saying "Okay." He looked at me with worry and asked me "Would you please go with me?" Now I was downright shocked and pondered who this kid was anyway. After a lot of whining and begging and flailing of the arms I agreed to go with him. We entered the concrete corner of a room and he went to the stall as I washed my hands after a long lunch hour with my sandwhich. I heard him from behind my back say "You will stay my friend forever right?" I started to answer him back when I turned around and saw the five inch butcher knife in his hand. My heart immediately started jumping around my chest like it was trying to run away. He said to me "Because if you don't then you have to go in timeout." Just then the bathroom stall opened up and hanging on the hook was a young boy with an immense amount of blood all over him. I shakily said "Of course." I stared at him with a horrified look on my face for a long time while looking at the door behind him. I asked him "Can we leave this room?" He said to me "Only if you promise not to runaway, because otherwise you go into timeout." I agreed with him fearing that a knife or whatever else he had in my back was not worth running away from. As we stepped outsided into the bright white hallways I realized that all my friends were laying over on the ground with blood all over and their hearts gourged out of them. Tears started bulging up in my eyes and I couldn't stop breathing. The pains of my heart onto my chest were unbearable know and I knew I could hear his breath right on my shoulder. Just then shouting came from behind us and we quickly turned around to a bunch of police men in their dark navy coats and the big glass shields. They shouted to us "Put the weapon down you are under arrest!" My friend was right beside me with the weapon to my back know I had my hands raising to the sky. He said to me "We're going to play a game now, cops and robbers. Those guys are the cops and we are the robbers. You have to get us out of here or we'll lose and you have to go into time out." I was really freaking out now and I could feel the veins in my eyes nearly exploding. I decided to play this game. I said, "Okay. I'm going to distract them by giving in and letting you escape but you have to run. You can't save me." So then he started running the other way. The police were shouting but it was hard to hear them as the other end of the hallway suddenly blew up as he ran into the bushes behind to school.

Just then the old bald headed wrinkling math teacher of mine dropped a book on my desk and asked me to solve for x.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

The Youth Unite: Deanna


Deanna will be the beautiful dark haired girl sitting at the piano playing heart-melting music. You will see her as realistic, and normal. You will be deceived. Deanna has a lot of quirky tricks up her sleeve as well, only hers are unexpected. First thing you will notice of her is that she is cold. All. The. Time. There is almost never a time in your life where you will see her warm. This is why in 90 degree whether, she will be wearing a sweater. If you ever eat with her you will experience once again, an unexpected quirk. You can find Deanna mixing the strangest food together. Of the sorts, she adores chocolate milk on almost everything, including lasagna, and on top of that she will put ranch. Her favorite food is probably bananas in a bowl of chocolate milk. Wow. She is also allergic to everthing, including grass. I am 100% serious about that. Her last quality is that she doesn't speak during fellowship. Not that she doesn't fellowship with us, it's just she developed of habit of silence during this time. We think it has to do with childhood tramatic experience, but that is still undecided.
Deanna is also a great ministry example. Deanna has always shown something great has innocence. You can look at anything she does and it is innocent. She is always helpful when it comes to taking care of her mom and everyone else in the church. But as well as that she is careful to not throw herself into sinful or tempting situations. She does as the Bible says and flees from sin. Her greatest compliment is that she knows the scripture well. She always is reading everyday and she knows references and verses. Her goal is probably to memorize the whole Bible someday. I believe she could do it. How inspirational?

The Youth Unite: Toby


Toby is another one of my strange brothers. I hope you meet him someday because he truly is a show to watch. Toby is the kind of person who would get sucked into the Dungeons & Dragons world because he loves the idea of chainmail and weapons. He's with Levi on the whole "duct taped weaponry." It all confuses me. I can also see him obsessing over cats... a lot. I don't know why? When you talk to him for the first time you may laugh a little because of his "accent." It just doesn't match his appearance at all. But that's not all that is unexpecting. I suspect he may be going deaf as he has a tendency to speak MUCH LOUDER THAN IS NEEDED. And if you think that's loud you should hear his laugh. He could silence a marching band.
But I digress, Toby has some amazing qualities about him as well. Toby has obsessions about reading the word too. His mind complexes me too, because he has the stranges bizarre and complicating theology I could ever imagine. I like how he challenges you to think about a subject a lot. He also backs up a lot of his arguments with scripture. He shows a great deal of knowledge of the scripture and it shows some good qualities for him. He's now a care-free adult who I believe is ready to tackle the earth, with a scream like a war cry. So there is my friend Toby for you. I hope you enjoy him.

A Photographer's Troubles

I am having the most troubling time with my photography research project. I have found extensive research from a variety of photographers on opinions, techniques, tips, guides. They have discussed everthing from the kind of film to how imaging works. I can't believe how many different fields of photography there are.
I found a lot about imaging and changing your photograph online to make it seem something a lot more unrealistic but with more collage and variety to it. I don't think I want to go into this because I am more fascinated with the original photography and all these new techniques dealing with the computer are not ideas that I want to explore right yet.
The second thing I found, and that I already knew, was that there is a very scientific side to photography and that side is closely linked. (Funny how scince and art are so much in sync with photography.) I found a scientist who has PhD in science and has studied photography as well and I think he has a great website explaining how good photos are made using a scientific structure. This sounds interesting to me but it also takes a little away from the beauty of it as an art form, so I wonder of how much of it do I include if I include it at all.
However there are a lot of things that I am interested in that I found. The first thing is this photographer named David Julian. I read an interview with him and I looked at his site and he has a great array of photos and I love how he thinks of photography. I definately want to include the essence of what Photography is in my paper. Maybe that is what it will be.
I also liked reading this article from Dan Smith about darkrooms and how they work as well. He wasn't scientifical and he offers greate advice on beginner and advanced photographers. I've only read one of his articles but I'm anxious to read more.
Of course I had to visit the national geographic website and see what they had to say. (Photographing for NatGeo is my dream job.) They had a good article about digital photography which is almost inevitable if I want to talk about photography essence, even though I prefer manual film cameras.
Just recently I typed in the types of photography in google and I got a lot of results. That may be another option as I move on, although I am not nearly as interested.
I've already talked about Varp and Photo.net as two of my favorite. Varp suggested some books that I want to get a hold of and I would love to read a lot more on Photo.net. They both seem to have a lot to say about both the spirit of photography, if you will, and about the improvement and learning about pictures. Of course, I have already learned that the best way to learn is to just take a lot of pictures. I want to do that. If only I had a camera. Well, as I am still very undecided all I can do now is allow my audience, if I have one, to give your comment. Please, I'm desperate.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

The Youth Unite: Levi


I come from a pretty strange familiy but it's a huge one. In fact God talks about that a lot. I have a huge family all over the world because, unlike most western culture people, I have my roots dug deep into something that puts me in a family all over the world. In Psalm 68:6 David said that God puts the lonely in families. Isn't that great?

Well anyways, I was specifically talking about my youth group at church. We're the strangest bunch that I think I could ever get into, and I love every one of them. I can't understand how a group of youth would try it's hand at trying to be so strange as to scare our visitors off, but then I guess that filters out the squemish and the weak. Let me show my youth group.
First there is Levi. Levi likes to be as loud as possible sometimes and he likes to try and be one of us. You know he gets himself into so many things like duck taped weapons and black fingernail polish.

He's actually graduated and he's our game leader but it's really that he never wants to leave youth group. Sometimes though his ideas are too crazy and can get us into a little too much danger. That's why we have adult leaders who help us stay out of that. He's fun to hang out with but you have to keep under control otherwise you'll find him with black hair and a sequin vest, or even worse he'll be without a shirt with a bowtie doing some strange dance. But don't worry. As long as you keep in line he's harmless. Harmless as a hamster.
There is one thing to beware though. He has an aweful habit of growing disgusting facial hair. Be warned it is gruesome and hideous. But we still love him. Well that was Levi. Next blog I will say more about others in Youth Group so be prepared.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Magical Kittens Pt.2


Back in the magical land of the magical rainforest where the magical kittens were spawned, the magical kittens threw a magical party because the magical wizard was pwned. Now the magical fairies that had sided with the magical wizard had magically sided with the kittens. So they threw the magical party and in the middle of this fiesta the magical pixies came to magically break it up. They said to the magical kittens, "We r 1337. U ez noobs. DIE." Now the magical kittens new the power of the magical pixies. They could magically conjure magical armies of tomatoes and squash to magically trample all over the magical rainforest. So the magical kittens decided to turn to their magical fairies. The magical fairies tried to magically create a magical oven to cook the magical armies of the magical pixies, but they didn't have enough magical power points to buy the magical oven from non-magical banker. So the magical pixies pwned the magical fairies and the magical fairies magically became extinct. So the magical kittens made a magical potion to create a magical dimension to summon a magical ogre with magical powers to destroy the magical pixies. So then he magically succeeded to pwn one, and then he magically poofed due to the automatic-magical poof effect, which is not covered in magical ogre physics books. Then the magical kittens combined their magical powers to make a magical super kittenby the name of "Super Magical Baby Kitten." But the magical Baby kitten was too afraid of the magical pixies and she magically poofed away home. (Until another day.) Now the magical kittens were being magically cornered in the corner of the magical rainforest on the magical world of Cigam. Then the magical kittens made a magical octopus and he magiaclly sucked up the magical poof power of the magical fairies. Which made him into a super magical octupus with super magical poofing powers. Then he poofed the pixies into a magical poof-proof jar...and he ate the jar. This caused a magical chain reaction again which magically poofed the octupus away too. (Until another day after the first.) So the magical kittens lived happily ever after for a while.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Failure Is Success


You know what the most relieving thing is...Failure. You know when you fail its amazing feeling that you just can not get enough of. Some people are going to give the the cliche remark about "Success is 99% Failure" and then you will have a restored sense of yourself. No, I'm telling you that Failure is a good thing when it means your best isn't good enough and it never will be. Failure gives you the chance to give up, stop trying, and belittle yourself in front of your friends. Its a great product that could be yours for only $699.95 plus shipping & handling which is an additional $599.95. (What? It's hard to ship something that isn't tangible, it doesn't stay in the box.) With Failure you will be able to fail school, drop out, and become a telemarketer for the future McDonalds businessman. And then Failure doesn't die then, you will fail at this too, and be forced out of your home and into the streets where you will get the chance in a lifetime offer to live with the androgenous hobo people. And then the Failure's side effects will kick in and you will gain a huge sense of depression, crisis, and boredom. If you are the luckiest of the bunch you may even tap into the sacred Failure side effect of suicidal. These blessed individuals will go through a special period of attempted suicides, and failure will show up every time to bestow it's powers upon the suicidal. So don't wait another second, get your Failure today.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Photo Giraffe E

Wow. I found a really neat site that had a lot of photography stuff on it. It teaches a lot of techniques and goes over everything basic to the really hard stuff. I went to learn about composition and it reminded me about a lot of the basic techniques I did in my first photography class. They were things like natural framing, rule of thirds, curvy lines and lots more. I also explored the darkroom part of the site, which is my favorite part about photography, developing. Of course I had to see some of the site's own photos so I took a visit the gallery. Some of the photos here were pretty dull and boring, but this guy had some really neat lighting.

I really liked the second site a lot. It was called varp. The author of this particular article had a really good lesson about basic photogrphy, and general photography, plus the anecdote at the beginning was really good. I also really liked the photos he/she used because I like the idea of black and white with one color. It doesn't surprise me that photography is more than just an art form. Photography has a really scientific side. In fact, I think photography has the strongest connection between art and science. When I was rick-rolled to this photozone site it had a technique part that explained a lot of scientific and confusing ways to make better photos. I think I'll have to bring that up too. This will be a very interesting essay.
Update 3/20: This guys site is really good too. David Julian.com

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Magic Kittens

Once upon a time there was a magical rainforest, with magical trees. In the magical rainforest the magical trees spawned magical kittens with battle rifles. The magical kittens shot noobs all day and had a great time. One day the magical wizard from the magical tower off to the side got a magical tactical twelve guage and decided to go pwning some magical kittens. The magical kittens got all frightened to turned to their magical butterfly friends who said. Unfortunately the magical fairies had sided with the wizard and casted a magical spell to pwn the magical rifles of the magical kittens. Then the magical kittens combined their magical powers and caused a huge magical explosion that carried the magical rainforest off. But the magical wizard collected the fitey magical power wands and magically transported them back home where he could not-so-magically pwn them. Now the magical kittens were really frightened which caused a magical reaction and all the magical forces around them made a magical forcefield shutting out the magical wizard. But the magical wizard had a magical nade that destroyed it. Finally the magical kittens were fed up with the magical wizard and they made a plan to pwn him. The cutest of the bunch went out to distract the wizard. While the wizard was busy petting the magical kitten another magical kitten would get out a sniper rifle and pwn him. Then the magical kittens declared that Caturday.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Murder In The Hallway


Today in Dr. Bird’s high school transition session we will be talking about the most dangerous thing to your entire high school life. Population inflation. As you go through high school you will find that the number of students navigating the hall during passing time seems to exponentially increase, and yet the school building and parking lot only seem to deteriorate and decrease in size. This causes a problem in the physical routing of several students and we are faced with a problem with accidents in the halls and lots.
First of all you will have to learn that two thousand people CAN fit in one small building and they will everyday, so get used to it. There is no way we can deport half of them. A key way to navigate the hallways is to avoid the front foyer at all times. This is a hazard point as it is the main passageway for most students and the main standing area for circles and cliques. Here is the second rule of thumb, never stop. If the person in front of you starts to stop push them out of the way. It’s survival of the fittest, loser gets eaten, dog eat dog world in the halls. Some people will get hurt badly during the years at school, but don’t let you be one of them. Stopping points can include vending machines, lockers, and classrooms as they are off to the side and out of the way of traffic.
Parking lots can be just as much of a problem and also must be navigated and routed out carefully. It is important to get at school as early is possible. This means about 40 minutes before your first hour no matter when that is. When driving through the lot, do not be surprised if you find yourself all of a sudden in a drag race with people heading for the same row of cars. Secondly, since parking is perfectly horizontal be smart and make the big turn to get in there well. If you are walking through the lot be especially careful not to get run over by speeding cars and racing teachers as they get to there designated lot behind the school. Warning: you may be a target by some teachers.
The third population problem we will discuss is the lunchroom. It is highly advised to stay at school during lunch as getting to and from someplace to eat for lunch is very difficult. Lunch at school may be frustrating but it is far more practical. During lunch you must rush there as fast as possible or take your sweet time, but do not casually get there because the rush will beat you and the “cutters” will make getting through any line impossibly long. During the nice months I encourage you to take advantage of the outside and sit under a tree. Quite possibly you will be enlightened and you will start writing better advice than I can. Hope you enjoyed this session.

Friday, March 7, 2008

You Will Die Here


What makes this so scary? Could it be the thousands of other students bumping into you like a pinball game? Could it be the adult seniors looking down on you as just a "stupid freshman?" Could it be impossibly hard classes that destroy your life (if you had one)? Could it be the eight feet tall jocks who you couldn't see over if you had stilts? Anyone of these things could cause the post-trauma anxiety and therapy that sometimes comes with the transition into high school.

Well, Dr.Bird is here to tell you that you have no worries. Contrary to this title you will not die. You may be brutally injured, but that's not a problem, is it? I understand that this will be a scary time of your life, but we have lots of advice to answer all of your questions. Today's topics include:teachers, seniors, getting involved, and work load.

First of all we need to talk about the teachers. Now that you are maturing, hopefully, as an adult your teachers are going to look at you differently and you need to adjust. They no longer babysit you and hassle you over every little assignment. When it comes to your work, you do it or get a bad grade. Teachers no longer care more about your grade than you do. In fact, you could almost consider them your peers. Some freshman will still look up at them as the super heroes and mediators of our every little bit of life, but they aren't. Now, they are just our mentors there to teach us something new. You can treat them almost like friends, but don't get too personal.

Secondly, we want to talk about the uppper classmen. During your stay at high school, you may think that upper classmen will always be hounding you and bullying you because you are smaller. It's not like that at all. Most seniors have matured enough to know how you are feeling and also don't worry about you as much. In fact, they really don't care, in an apathetic sort of way. You may get targeted as being immature though and that is just because it is probably your nature to do stupid things and still act childish. If you want to avoid comments like that behind your back, just try to be a little more respectful and decent, but dont' can your fun side either.

The thing you will probably her most in high school, as the number one advice is get involved. When you're sitting in the homecoming assembly on hard bleachers for two hours, and you're bored half to death, they will ask the seniors for advice for incoming freshman. You will hear approximately sixty times, "get involved." They'll tell you to do as much as possible before you leave high school. Well, that's only partially true. You can't join "Feed the Squirrels" if you hate squirrels, and don't go to games if you don't like the sport (unless you're really spiritful.) You should do a lot in high school but only do things that you're truly interested in. Otherwise, school becomes boring.

The last thing we have to discuss is the most important. In middle school there were a lot of people who got away with doing minimal work and gettting great grades. Not going to happen in the big school. Teachers want to see you learn and progress. You can't think about breezing through high school with great grades. Here you will be pushed right off the bat harder than before (but definately not the hardest) and you will have to step up to the plate and realize that you're going to be challenged. Do the work, learn the material, have fun. You are working in classes you chose so you should want to do the work. High school has to prepare you, and you if you won't let it prepare you, and slack off, you will utterly fail and be one of the sixty billion teenagers who fail school anc become hobos.*

So this has been Dr.Bird's school transition session. Please come back next time when we talk about bomb threats and biology.


*Fictional statistic created for dramatic effect.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Re-Search Th-Is !


For my research project in my Language & Comp. Class I have decided to research photographer's, photographic techniques, and possibly do this in a photographic essay, (if my teacher allows me.) Since the majority of people reading this don't care I have left you here with some amazing photos and a great photographer's website.

Monday, March 3, 2008

Rocketbird Reccomends


god Is Not Great by Christopher Hitchins. This is a book I would definately reccomend for any Christian who is strong in their faith enough to not be shaken. Christopher Hitchens is an author we discussed for our Langauge & Composition class, so I have had only a taste of his work. We read one chapter out of his book and he was a pretty angry man from what I could tell. He tries to dismiss every type of religion (not just Christianity) saying that they are evil. I think that this would be a good book to read for stronger Christians because it gives a good view on the perspective of atheistic intellectuals when it comes to religion (as they would call it.) It's nice to know what is getting argued out there. Acutally, not to dismiss this guy, but what our group told us is that when his teacher told that "God made the grass green so you could have something pretty to look at" that is when he knew that God didn't exist and he devoted much of his life to arguing that point. I think the guy is over exagerating just a little bit. In the chapter I read he said that God had sent His Son to "impress" us. I don't know how someone who has read the Bible can come up with that argument. It's pretty plain to see He did it out of love. Anyways I hope you get a chance to read a little of his work because it would be worth it reading it. But just be warned you are reading the argument of an atheist so don't get caught up in it.