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

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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

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?

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?)

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."

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

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.

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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)

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.

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

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.