For those of you who are blind or silly, our baby is the most beautiful thing in the world.  Of course, you probably read at Josh's that Daniel can pull himself to standing now.  It's the most amazing thing.  Our little boy went from a helpless little thing that did little more than lie about like a pooping sack of flour to a wide-eyed, bright little boy.  I read a blog that another woman writes, which is mainly about her son.  Today she talked about how easy it is to mention all the bad things the baby does, such vomit everywhere, poop on everything, cry unceasingly, etc, but it somehow manages to slip your mind to mention all the wonderful things about him, like his smile, his laugh, his wide eyes when he sees something new, or the surprise on his face when he feels grass under his toes.  Despite my lamentations, I love that little boy, and I would not trade him for anything in the world.

On a less serious note, I've been told that I'm too neurotic because I make people wash their hands before touching the baby.  Now, I don't think it's a bad idea at all, but lest you think that I am too neurotic, know this: I let the baby play in the grass not even just once, but twice now!  He was so fascinated!  I drew the line at letting him eat the grass, though.  Plenty of time for that and mud pies later.

And now for school.  Let me begin by saying that I have had some phenomenal teachers.  I also know some education students who are intelligent, dedicated people whom I believe will one day make wonderful teachers.  And then there are the rest of them.  So many people at Tech choose education as a major because it's easy.  They can't succeed at engineering? They go to education.  Business classes too hard?  Switch to education.  Math major too difficult?  Teach math instead.  It's disheartening.  It doesn't help that in my group for one of my education classes, there is a girl who fits the ditzy sorority girl education major stereotype to a T.  Now, I am by no means a genius at grammar, but I can recognize the parts of speech.  So why is it that this girl, let's call her Katie, can't tell the difference between an adverb and an adjective?  That's not so bad, you say.  Well, it might not be if she weren't planning to teach high school English classes.  Even better, she was wearing a t-shirt with her sorority's Greek letters on it, and when questioned about the meaning of "Kappa," she did not know that it was a letter of the Greek alphabet!  If you're going to join an organization and plaster their name across your clothing, shouldn't you have some idea what the name of the organization stands for? 

Today, in the aforementioned education class, we were having presentations, done in groups based on our majors.  (I'm in a group with English teachers, because English and French are "close enough.")  A History group presented on the Civil War, gave us a list of important names and locations, and asked us to make a "creative" graphic organizer.  The terms were things like "President Lincoln," "President Jefferson Davis," "Confederacy," "Union," "General U.S. Grant," and "General Robert E. Lee," so they weren't very hard terms.  I was grudgingly drawing away when "Katie" asked the other girl in our group whose side Lincoln was on.  As if that were not bad enough, the response she received was, "I think he was somewhere in the middle."  It was not isolated.  So many people were asking which side was which and which president went with which side.  As with grammar, I'm no history genius, but I do have a basic grasp of it, thanks to the American History requirement in both high school AND college.  The only people who don't have to take American History are engineers, so this bunch has no excuse.  It just strikes me as very ignorant.  Even if you don't know who Jefferson Davis is, if there are only two presidents, I think you can safely surmise that Lincoln was on the winning side, given the penny and his monument.  Some people's kids...

hay watz up peoples, i am so mad, to much shit is going down is the past 3days lots of guys are ass holes and some are so sweet but why do i find ass hole and not sweet guys i know only one really sweet guy nicky i had a cursh on him for 3years and still not wit him it sucks so badly

SHOULD I....

Dye My Hair

PINK?

or

PURPLE?

::+::Chelsey::+::

im done with making everyone happy.im going to do things for me and if that means spending sometime alone then that means spending sometime alone.i don't understand why i can't make people happy anymore i think im just giving up. you know you either like me or you don't so yeah whatever im done with it all.

do you guys ever get the feeling that you really need someone to talk to and you just can't talk to anyone because really no one is there. yeah pretty sure that is how i feel.

im just through with it all.

whatever.

I came home after school and the first thing I did was change into something more...streachy, that was followed shortly by 4 hour hacky mainia. I have masterd the California Callie, the Callie Stall Left, and the Callie Stall Right.

         And now I cannot walk

                                           Phil Over and Out

S-1:  Sarah freakin' VERMILLION

S-2:  Stephen Harris - Rising sophomore dude. friggin awsome...

S-3:  Autumn Boynton! love her...

S-4:  Jennifer Goodson! her to...

S-5:  The amazing ME!!! how u like them apples...?

Life is wonderful, tiring, busy, and at times complicated. A lot going on. A lot I don't want to say.

I'm content for the first time in a long time.

35 days until graduation.

Work tomorrow from 9:30 until 7:00.

Happy EASTER!

Trish made me promise to post the staff positions just in case she wasn't around to see them.

S-1:  Sarah freakin' VERMILLION, bitches!

S-2:  Stephen Harris - Yeah, that's right.  Rising sophomore dude.

S-3:  Autumn Boynton!

S-4:  Jennifer Goodson!

S-5:  The amazing TRISH FUSCO!!!

Sooooooo...

I'm only a little excited.  ^_^  Squeeeeeeeeeeee!

Can't wait to see how companies work out next week...

     Hey, kids!!!!!!!  *I'm grounded from the phone, sadly*  I love you, Jordan!!!!!!!  :D  Yea... >>> nothing really has changed that much (besides that Jordan is a "naughty" boy, now... *lol*  [few of you know what I'm talkin about... I'm sure that white tiger does... LMFAO]). 
     ANYCOWS... >>> I guess I'm out.  Leave me a comment or something & I'll try to get back at cha...

                             <3      -Chelsea 

^I like it... :D^

so im pretty sure that im crazy.

in a good way, ofcoarse. not in a bad way. crazy in a good way.

it's ok to think your crazy sometimes..isn't it?

Sara is most DEFINATLEY crazy...she thinks Cheetos come from seeds like popcorn..lol

listen to the song Jesus Was A Crossmaker by Rachael Yamagata. The background music and the tune is captivating...atleast to me anyways..but don't listen to me..im crazy.

no school tomorrow..ahaha..FINALLY i can catch up on some long desired sleep.

dance tonight..yes...gotta love it.

OK so Tyler either tore a muscle or something at a track meet..so thats not good..and he needs to get better.

Laura Liz needs to call me ASAP or im going to post embarressing things that happened on our trip to Memphis..ahaah..DANGER!!

aucoustic version over Over Thinking by Reliet K is amaaaazing.

oh yea were gangster. were so gangster we are crazy gangsters.

It's been awhile, I know. But, at the request of the lovely E-$, I'm updating. Not much to say actually. I'm not really looking forward to prom to tell you the truth.I feel like it's not fair to her to go when she isn't the one I want to be with. But, I promised, and we're still friends, so why not?

A question:

Have you ever known somebody that you started out friends with, and got along really well, and realized you're practically head over heels for them? Yeah, me too.

I HATE SCHOOL.

Stupid Women's Rights Movement.

GUESS WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!

3 WORDS:

HE IS RISEN! ...and also...

EASTER IN TENNESSEE!

Yeah...I'M COMING UP!
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We are also closing on our house 2mrw!

COME TO EASTER! 

World Outreach Churh @ MTSU bball stadium...IT'S GONNA B M-AZING!

10:00...9:30 for extra music...

SPECIAL GUEST=STEVEN CURTIS CHAPMAN!  WOO HOO!  I'm not joking.  HE IS M-AZING! 

Last year Jars of Clay came, and they were absolutely M-AZING 2! 

SO C ALL U GUYS SOON!  LOVE YOU AND GOD BLESS TIMES INFINITY!
Christina Ruth

E-mail me...call me...talk to me on AIM...so we can arrange stuff!  Okay kids...love u and JESUS DOES TOO!

well- i had my MRI today........ that wasnt that bad- and for an MRI of my wrist- it took like an hour....... weird- but i was on my stomach with my wrist locked in this huge stirofoam thing- it was horrible laying for an hour like that and not being able to move a muscle...... that was the hard part...... being inside the tube wasnt bad at all...... im not clausterphobic (sp??) so yeah- then after that my mom and i went up to riverdale to get a course outline for next year- very cool!!!!!!!! im more than 85% sure ill be there next year- so neways- ill ttyl......... have an AWESOME Easter........<333

emily<><

oh and i also found out this past monday that I CAN STILL PLAY SOFTBALL!!!!!! HALELUJAH!!!!!!!

Documents Show Link Between AT&T and Agency in Eavesdropping Case

What's sad is that I'm not surprised this sort of thing happened.

wutz up. well i just got this last night... i guess i will write more later.

*Edit*

ok evryone.... i now hae more time to write more. ok well tomorrow i am going places.... and i guess skwl was ok today....oh about last night the thing that chris slate said or was it chris morgan... well one of the chris' stated a 'poem' sort of thing that i had heard a long time ago, but just thought i would post it was....

if a guy tells you you're Hot, he is looking at your body. }{

if a guy tells you you're Pretty, he is looking at your face. :)

but if a guy tells you you're Beautiful, he is looking at your heart. <3

just thought i would share that with ya. well i'll talk to ya later.

peace out..

}{Mustard Seed}{

alright homies! Ben Brown is having another show tonight and I would be extrememly excited to see you there.  He is playing at Bonhoeffer's (www.myspace.com/bonhoeffers) with LackLuster @ 8

so be there...you know you want to. 

Man , That movie was sad. It was actually pretty good. Even if your not really into the whole gay thing, it's still a good movie. People say it's nasty..It only has one sex scene...People need to learn that, lets see there best friend is probably Bi/Gay, just to scared because their "friend" is always hating on them..W/e, atleast it's more accepted now than it was back in 1960's. I hope that a homophobe's friend comes out to him of like 21 years..damn people.

yeah pretty shure i have about 30 thousand emotions running around right now and i cant quite decide which one to grab ahold to. theres anxiety of graduation, im excited about prom, scared to be an adult, but yet again happy at the same time because that means im that much closer to having a family of my own, thats just a few.....

haha so Brock said i'm the coolest preson he has met in Tennessee...

pretty freaking amazing...

 i have only known him 3 days

but its wierd how i always find a guy that i like.

the day of ag day.

We as Christians have a responsibility to share the gospel of Jesus Christ. While Jesus was on this earth he healed the sick and loved those who persecuted him.  One life one chance. Jesus never promised that living for him was going to be easy.  In Isaiah 53:5the bible proclaims that Jesus was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed.  One life one chance.  God sent His Holy spirit to earth to be with each one of his people.  We must rely on Him to guide our hearts to be Christ-like.  Each and every person will one day be judged by God. We have One life, one chance to make a difference in someone's life.  i can only imagine what people go through on a daily bases. we as christinas have a responsibilty to share the gospel. God never promised a next breath or tomorrow, so lets cease the moment for no sorrow. What will you do to make a difference? God does care what His Children go through on a daily basis; he sticks closer than a brother. He will never leave you or forsake you. 

Smile, you've got French's.

Finger-lickin' good.

I'm lovin' it.

Eat more chicken.

Dollop of Daisy.

I can't believe it's not butter.

Mm mm good.

Good food and fun!

Yo quiero Taco Bell.

Have it your way.

America's Drive-in.

Eat fresh.

I'm hungry.

such a fatty

well, friday i go dress shopping.  hopefully i'll find a cute one. which ever i buy i shall take a photo in and post it on phusebox. then i will finally have a pic on here. yay.

I miss it all

Being in the cold valley

A true rustler

So, Brock totally gave me a new name.
Nicole..
Or was it Becca?
o_O

Do you ever fall on your face asking God to pierce your heart? That was me last night, and oh did he do it! My prayer is that God's word would become so real that would it would produce an urgency and passion in my heart! How does God's word impact you? Do you strongly desire to open it everyday, or is it just something you read every now and then because you've heard the same stories again and again. When you focus on what Christ truly did, and you realize how much He loves us TODAY, His word becomes just a little bit more real! God, will you pierce our hearts this day?

So I'm leaving today to go skiing with my family in Colorado for Easter. I'll be back monday!!! have a lovely Easter weekend. I'll write more later. Let God rock it...

+ML+

My throat hurts muy badly today. I'm just not going to talk...much...because I'm going to go see Tyler tomorrow (he doesn't know it yet, so it will be a surprise) and I want to be able to talk to him and not be in pain. Uh! I don't know if it is my allergies or not, but oh well. I just hope it gets better...soon.

I have orchestra rehearsal tonight till 9. I really hope that she spends more than 10 minutes on Elizabeth and mine's concertos because the orchestra isn't sounded like it needs to. I'm sure she will though, I have faith in her. After that, I have quintet till 10. Oh boy.

Time again to rethink my plans for prom. According to Beth, Jackie and Brady gave her a number of seats to reserve at the Aquarium...and Elizabeth and me aren't on it. So now I guess we'll have to eat by ourselves at Olive Garden or something. Thanks of including us (not directed at Beth).

Well Linda, am I a nerd in this post? :-p

I really have no idea how to start off this post and would much rather have had Sarah announce the "good" news herself, but since she didn't... As of April 27, 2006 I will be Oakland High School's Junior Reserve Officer Training Corps Battlion Commander (in short, OHS's JROTC BNCO). So,  I am the big guy in JROTC. Yeah, I am still really not sure what to think of that... I just hope I do a great job next year, whether or not people like me. So, here's to the seniors and the exceedingly high standards they have set before me.

Good Friday rox! Thank you, God. You just keep on givin!

"I said to myself "I'm OK"
And showed my usual smile
I didn't feel in desperation
But in a kind of defiance"
-Ayu [(miss) understood]

I've been thinking a lot lately--namely about my purpose in life.  I guess you could say part of my obsession with suicide is concomitant with my lack of motivation for any clear direction or understanding of such.  Don't get me wrong as you might usually do: your conversation's always welcome.  Just be aware that all conversations from my end will never be entirely submissive and may be anger-filled on occasion depending on the mood.  It was funny, as depression goes, to notice that, at one point, I intended on suicide and even journey to the Skiles Building to evaluate a suitable jump.  (I think the car idea's a bit better.)  At the next moment, I contented myself with newspaper reading then guitar playing.  It makes no sense to be at odds with myself half, and then half be at peace.  There's no logic in this.  If I didn't think differently, I'd say I've become a little mad from all this thinking and such.  So what is the purpose of the proposed suicide?  That's a good question.  I guess it's that I feel God hasn't answered my normal cries for help so that I feel the need to do something more extreme, but then again, after dismissing most godly principles and such, the feeling generalized and grafted itself onto the people I knew.  For a long time, I've had trouble trusting people because I used to be naive and paid the price for it.  Also, I easily attached myself like a leech to the most hideous of creatures at times and, even when not, brooded like a parasite over the troubles of the attention-starved, the normal, and the arrogant. 

As my mother says, I sometimes strike intimidation with my voice.  I doubt my affability in most things, especially with the pessimistic, somewhat crass attitude I have with daily happenings, especially religion and its tenants.  Where I'm unknown or unsure, I'm shy; and where I'm comfortable, the opposite takes hold.  Then again, the question of change comes back onto the table like an unforseen bet or challenge to the regulars.  After hearing of my drunken vomit episode, my mom quickly posed the question: "Why can't you go back to being the old Chris, the Chris I know?"  She even described my current behavior as the Mr. Hyde to Dr. Jekyll, to awakening displeasure. 

While it's true most of you won't understand all these things I am writing, and, if I write a suicide note, will not understand those things in its grim persona, I will have you understand one thing.  I am what I think myself to be and say likewise.  I am what I am, dying inside, and threatened by an odd world with odd people and odd truth.  If you feel these things to all be jokes, sarcastic or otherwise, you're incorrect.  Even jokes have truth, even more so is truth known when jokes are not told.  If you want to talk, I will hear anything at this point in time...

If any of you watch South Park, Comedy Central refused to let them depict Mohammed in their cartoon, despite their having done it before (not being as publicly announced however).  So in a statement for free speech, I've found all of the Danish cartoons the Muslim world raged over a couple of months ago and posted them in my photo box.  Enjoy...

(where I found them http://furtheradventuresofindigored.blogspot.com/2006/01/sometimes-
cartoon-is-just-cartoon.html)

Here's my fav...

Today's my 18^th birthday! I have all kinds of mixed emotions. Graduation is just around the corner. Right after that is college. I'm so excited because I'm going to have a whole new life with lots of new people in it. God has so much planned for me, and I can't wait to see what that is. I'm sad because I know that when the last day of school is gone, I can never go back to high school. Never ever. I can't have these days back again. I'll never be a kid again. Well, I will be at heart but I will never be considered a kid. I'm a…grownup. Wow. I'm happy because I'm moving on in life and I'm going to college. I'm scared because I don't know what to expect. What if I get bad teachers? Or mean ones? What if everything's really really hard and I get a bad GPA….then I can't get into medical school! *sighs* I just have to trust God.

Here's what I did on my birthday…

This morning Jessica called when I was getting ready for school and she was like, "Go look in the back seat of your car." So I ran out there and found a giant card with 18 cakes on the front and on the inside she wrote a really nice note with a bunch of quotes around it. Thanks Jess! I got to eat breakfast on the "celebrate" plate and drink out of my birthday cup. When you pick it up to drink it plays happy birthday! Then of course there was school and the hospital, then a little while after I got home, my mom, Ali, Adam, and I went to Steak and Shake for dinner. Then we went to church. Our fine arts human video group got to perform the human video which was fun. Then we got in our fusion groups and played some nasty games. When the service was over Pastor Gus said, "There's a young lady here who turned 18 today." He called me to come up on stage with him along with anyone else who had an April birthday so the youth group could "sing" to us. Jessica brought me a cake with 18 candles (the 1 and 8, not 18 little candles). Then her and I brought the little cake to Marble Slab. Even though we're going to go to either Dollywood or Six Flags with Hannah and Mehgan when it gets a little warmer (I can't wait!!!) we wanted to spend my actual birthday together too. The ride home was fun. We drove beside each other with our windows down, and we were talking, no, yelling at each other, ha ha.  There's the lights from her car. Well I had a great day and I hope all of you did too. I LOVE YOU GUYS!

When was the last time you picked God a flower?

I saw this somewhere...a hurriedly scribbled, yet very purposeful, note:

"...a scab...? My wounds are healing...my tiny scrapes are healed by His lascerations. More, my death, my 'the end', was killed, and I live in His Sacrifice. His blood makes me pure. My Love, my Christ, has Redeemed me. My sin sent Him to the Cross, but He loves me anyway! What kind of power resides in such a Love?"

i figured something out.

yep.

i win the cookie this time.

Well. Im back from the D.C. trip. it was actually fun with everyone there. I like going to D.C.  Especially the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. I've seen it twice and it still amazes me with the Army Honor Guard.  Man I would love to be apart of that amazing honor of guarding it.

Anyways its back to school.. not too much longer left.. only like 20 something more days of school.   Its going to feel so great to walk across that stage and be handed a diploma and be able to get away from high school.  

     sooo.. thats all i got for now....

100.6 degree fever is not fun

i still have to go tomorrow im kind of making myself i have a paper to turn in i have an art project to put 6 layers of matt medium on and print at least 2 times and i have an algrbra test to take hopefully i can do it all before second period becuase im leaving after prism no matter what

i feel icky.... i hope i dont get anyone sick

love you guys.... and so does God

okay so for once i actually followed through and i have pictures!! i'm not gonna post them all but i'll atleast tell u waht's going on.

okay so this is the amazing Chicago skyline...

this is a cool piece that was in this dude's studio that we visited...

that is pretty self-explanatory. that is mr. brian king....

this is a weird, silver, jelly bean lookin thing that's in millenium park....

that is our class' reflection in the blobby thing....

so if u walk underneath the little blobby thing u can see a pretty sweet reflection when u look up...

another sweet piece from dude's studio.....

this is another sculpture/piece/whatever u want to call it that is in millenium park.....

and here is another pretty sweet refelction.

i have more pictures but these are the only ones i decided to post. and i have a roll and a half of film that i took but i haven't developed it yet. but ne ways. enjoy! =)

so...life is really interesting at this point but i'm getting through with God's help. Lately some things have been getting rough and I have been getting farther away from God but really i should do the opposite! I am really trying to put everything into his hands and just release everything to Him. This friday night we have a Good Friday service and my dad is singing in it so I gotta go see him. But this week I have really been trying to focus on what Easter really means. I hope yall have an amazing rest of the week, but we only have one day!!! yeAH!!! lol

be blessed

in Him, Kate

man, kids, i NEED a little change... not much new... pt  project soon to be begun... yeah, begun... pretty gay... ever felt like you could see the light at the end of the tunnel... then something gets in the way... pretty much what happened to me not too long ago... god, i was so close... but then the floor crumbled from underneath me... i relly am not sure what 2 do anymore... i guess that's the story of my life... something seems to go right, then it goes wrong... just want one damn chance...

"i can't do this alone..." 7 perfect murders, my old band ladies and gents...

a sigh;;;&all lets loose
         honesty;;;&all is lost
simple words, big meanings
         accident;;;breaking hearts
didn't mean to, didn't want to
        forgiveness? a maybe
lifted up, ready to step away
        it'll be good;;;it's whats right
now the words linger in the air
        &hate lingers in the ear
love is on the lips of two strangers;;;once bound by the feelings
        well-being means more;;;sanity means more
living means most
       & the way it was;;;took life out, out
this path hurts;;;but not as much
      moving on;;;it's the time
a sigh started the page;;;&honesty closes it
     a trace of love lingers

but does not matter

i just made brownies...mm mm mm brownie batter. haha

See if you can guess the author.
You'd kind of have to really be into poetry to know it, though.
Oh well.  Give it a shot anyways.
*BANG*

"I went to the woods to live deliberately.
Or, more aptly, the creek,
And I had no idea what drew me down there, but it was not deliberate.
Except I was in a rotten mood, and slipping into past behaviours
Which normal people do not consider healthy.
I had to get out.
The sun was hot, and assaulted my face directly,
And I jokingly cursed the light to myself.
Getting to the actual water required shimmying under a barbed-wire fence,
Which had been there for time immemorial,
Or at least since I was three.
Once on the pocky rock shelves which shored the banks of the stream
I sat on the highest edge I could find,
And extended my feet into the water.
I had not expected such frosty water in the middle of April,
But what could I do? As such,
It became my dance to withstand the icy rush on my toes,
And bit by bit my feet were acclimated.
I bent double, and examined the sediment swirling around my toes.
How long had it taken the dirt to get there? I wondered.
And what mountain was this grain once part of?
I combed my fingers through the forest on the riverbed,
And imagined myself much akin to Godzilla.
Who knew what aquatic Tokyo I was terrorising?
I rolled my corduroys up, and walked, and sank into rolling underwater dunes of
shale
And pebbles
And shells
And found a calm spot
Where I skipped a stone solidly across quivering waters.
I went further downstream, and slipped awkwardly,
Imbalanced in body as apparently in mind.
I found my footing on long, ropy green hairs padding the bottom, but soon abandoned it for unexplored terrain across the stream
Beneath a high mudden wall veined and scaffolded in a million roots.
I bent over and slipped my fingers, godlike, through the water and into an aquatic world far different from my own.
I took a rock – it could have been a life – in my hands, and drew it from its brethren.
Folded it across my fingers.
Then let it slide back into the water.
I took other rocks, and they all fell further downstream,
And I marvelled that the more and more often you let something go,
The farther and farther away it slipped from you each time.
This time I took a fingerful of silt, and exposed it
To the air,
And rubbed it between my fingertips, watched the brown dredge across my palm
In a small, potent smudge,
Then returned my hands to the water and let each tiny grain sweep, fly,
Slide away on the watery breeze like on a wind.
I took another rock.
And threw it.
And watch the ripples of my actions come back to me
As they always do, and always will.
I trudged thoughtfully into the middle of the stream,
Away from the shade and the easy grappling hooks of the roots and the riverwall
Into sunlit waters.
And all at once the sun ran in waving bands
Contrary to the way it should by right in water,
And the world bended, pressed upon me as blood pounded in my ears
And my heart simultaneously ceased pumping
And my eyes were trapped
By the sun
In the water
By the sky falling in a sheet upon me
And pressing me down into the water and the light and bearing me up
And out
And filling me with an oscillating pressure.
My head jerked up, and it was gone,
Over,
Like a snap,
Or someone getting caught,
And there was only me standing knee-deep in a water,
And all was calm.
A singing river.
I breathed the words, tasting them in my mind.
A butterfly appeared, hovered above me in a still
Flight, wondering if maybe it had worked.
And once more I turned upstream and began to walk,
And marvelled at how much difficult something is to return to
Once you’ve walked away from it.
And struck a perfect balance on a teetering rock,
And as I walked home on the painted road
I felt like one newly-placed on earth
And just learning to walk.
No sense was too minute for it to register.
I felt the occasion called for a memento of sorts,
A tribute to this altering experience.
No, they said, your memento is yourself.
And everything was different.
But nothing had changed.
On an ordinary day in April."

isnt going to be as fun as i thought it would be. no longer going to the beach. 

veryy bummed. this is ganna suck. 

but whatever. hope u have a better long break than i do.

happy easter everyone.

[atleast i will get to go to the passover dinner!! [hopefully? haha.] =]

call if u wanna hang out. [unless im grounded.]

gosh. haha.

toodles lovess.

so i should probably be doing my research paper rough draft right now, but writing on this thing is sooo much more interesting.

i am now running for asb historian unopposed. i got my car fixed, but i didn't know there was anything wrong with it. i am a lawyer now, however i still plan to dropout of school and join the circus, and i think it is very safe to say that my life is extremely boring.

i guess off to that research paper now. what was i thinking when i took ap courses?

Karma -

what goes around comes around

karma is a bitch =]

gossip hurts

be careful who you pick your battles with

you won't always win every battle

<3

Hello peoples I have finally gotten all the officers nominated for next years Young Artists and Writers Society of which I am the president.  I am so happy cause I really think that they will keep the program going. They are a dedicated bunch of nut cases but that is besides the point. They are so freakin awesome. 

wow..wow...wow... i finally got an amazing prom date. my last one ditched so i thought i would never find another one on such short notice but...i did! lets just say that IM FLIPPIN EXCITED! he is so sweet and fun and..lets just say.. not bad lookin either! lol. the only down side is i dont know him that well. weve only hungout twice. but i have close family that knows him well so im not worried. but....ahhhh! i cant wait!

she lives from day to day

the shadows dancing round

her face

                  her soul

casting long black figures

slowly swallowing           life

                      light

hope

but watch closely

look into her eyes

see the light

[without]

the sun shining

on her face

in her eyes

reflecting                    

revealing

only a symbol

(phantom)

of the true light

within

the hope she has

                                 the dreams she holds

cradles                    

                          nurtures

she fights her battles alone

an army of one

beside ten thousand allies

invisible

intangible

inconquerable

she is strong but never silent

sure of where her strength comes from

one day, one girl army will overcome

Can time warp forward about three weeks?...cause thatd be great. :-)  One of yall smart computer nerds needs to work on creating a time machine of some sort.

Shawn Alexander Arnett was born at 6:11 pm Monday, April 10, 2006 to my brother and sister-in-law.  He is 7 lbs 13 oz and 20.5 inches.  Luckily he looks more like his mother.  Mom and baby are doing great...only 15 hours of labor. More photos should be uploaded soon.

Hello, my friends, I have decided to make a phuse box for no big reason except that i get board in computer apps. So here we go.

So today is communion at church I am always nervous when it gets near this time cause I am never sure if I am ready for it or if I am where I need to be to take it. but this time I think I am ready for it god has helped me grow alot latley, I mean sometimes I look back and the things I think I needed I no longer need I am stronger than that now, and some of the people I hung around with I don;t want to be around anymore cause all they do is drag me down alot of doors are shutting themselves and chapters are being turned but I am changing to and as I change doors are opening to and the future is beginning to come clear. 

  Yay   my boyfriend finally called me.    So anyway my days are getting so much better I cant wait to graduate.  I finished the blanket I was making for my friends baby and I started on a new one for another friend of mine.   My troubled days are coming to an end for now. This is so great.  Everything is coming together and graduation is drawing near. Hip Hip Hurray!!!!!!

a place i hate some were i cant hide people say the salfest place is in your own mind but i cant even hide there to many bad things happen to me so were do i go know one know but me!!!!!!!!!!!!

well there this guy i liked for 2years and got over him but we talked last night and now all those feelings are coming back and it sucks cause i thought i was over him but when you love some one you can't help it your not so post to!!!!!!!!!!

GOOD BYE DRAMA

HELLO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!

How to keep a girl.....

1. Don't force her to do anything.
[She won't trust you if you do and it'll be awkward.]

2. Grab her hand when you walk next to each other.
[She always gets butterflies when you do it, it makes her feel like you want her.]

3. When standing, wrap your arms around her.
[It makes her feel like you really love her.]

4. Cuddle with her.
[She'll feel like you're there for her.]

5. Hug her from behind
[It makes her feel special.]

6. Write little notes.
[She smiles. They're cute. The end]

7. Compliment her honestly.
[No girl likes a liar and no girl likes a person who lies about it when you compliment her.]

8. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.
[It makes her feel wanted.]

*9. Be super sweet to her.
[All girls like a super sweet guy.]

10. Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.
[She'll go to bed with a smile.]

11. Comfort her when she cries.
[She'll feel like you'll always be there for her.]

12.Wipe away her tears.
[It'll show you'll always be there.]

13. Love her with all your heart.
[Not with your brain... or something else.]

14. Pick her up and flirt with her. She'll scream and say put me down but really she loves it.
[It's true boys!]

15. Be a gentleman (ex: hold the door for her).
[Every girl loves a guy who is a gentleman.]

16. DON'T let your friends talk trash about her, it will get back to her.
[And it'll make her feel like you aren't really there for her.]

17. Take her for a long walk at night!
[She just wants to be alone. And that's not always bad. The world can be annoying sometimes and you just need to be alone and so you two can cuddle and do what ever she wants.]

18. When it's cold outside hold her close
[You want her to be happy and she's happy in your arms.]

19. Draw on or rub her back as she is tryin to rest or sleep
[This just feels good.] {And not with a pen you idiot, with your finger.}