Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Earth Shakes

Today was :D

I hung out with Cavender all day at church, my house, then Ellie's house. Then my house a little bit more. We played Balderdash with just us and my dad, and watched a little bit of the movie "Major Payne", which is awesome.

My friend's party was pretty fun, too!

I also ditched my mood ring today.

*pauses while you scream, gasp, and recollect yourself*

Yeah, I got something better now :)

So, today was great. Really great.


Saturday, February 27, 2010

My Daybook: Week 6

Date: Saturday February 27, 2010
Starting time: 5:00pm
Mood: moody
Outside my window: wintery, but kind of light and I can see the grass, so yay :D
I'm thinking: I wish it were summer.
I'm reading: "Witch and Wizard" and "Inkheart" for fun. "Father Brown Mysteries" for school.
I'm listening to: "Forsaken" by As I Lay Dying (<3)
I'm wearing: my favorite sweatpants :D And my Mulan shirt. And my sweatshirt that I wear a lot...
Yesterday, I: did NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTHING and then went to eat at JP Looney's.
I'm excited for: Cavender's coming to church tomorrow, and my friend's birthday party is tomorrow :D
I'm sad because: I'm a'ight :D
I'm hungry for: Heh, funny story...I forgot to eat today :D But I'm not all that hungry...whatever. I can be hungry for anything XD
The song stuck inside my head is: "Forsaken." Because I'm listening to it. Oh, never mind. It's "Call Me" by Shinedown now :D
I want: As cliche and artsy as it sounds, to find myself...
I love: working hard. (I actually do. I forgot...)
I loathe: how I never write anymore
This week, my goal is: I want to say that my goal is to get back to the way I used to be. But a goal is supposed to be something you think you can reach, isn't it?
Ending time: 5:07pm
Today was good, despite the melancholy undertone this post has. I woke up badly, though:

Me: *sleeping peacefully...wait...what's that noise...who's standing by my bed??*
Daddy: "Hey. It's 10 o'clock. What time did you want me to wake you up?"
Me: -________- "It's a Saturday."
Daddy: "Yes."
Me: "I want to sleep until I wake up myself."
Daddy: "Okay." *leaves*

Only now I'm wide awake -_- Greaaat.


So, that sucked.

An hour and a half later, I got up. We were supposed to clean today. I despise cleaning. I hate it. Mostly because I draaaaaaag it out and it takes me all day and I've still done basically NOTHING.

But today was different. I got up, and...went into extreme cleaning mode. I cleaned my room, the bathroom, the upstairs bathroom, the school room, did laundry, and did my regular chores in two and a half hours.


It. Felt. Great. I love working hard, I think I really do, I just...I have no idea why I just DON'T. It made me think creative thoughts. It made me feel more like ME than I've felt in a freaking LONG TIME. It was weird. But awesome. I dunno. But I loved cleaning today XD

I did forget to eat, though. I just got into cleaning mode, and skipped breakfast. Well, and lunch. I had some chips like an hour ago, though, but now I feel like I lost a challenge -__- I was gonna try to make it til dinner, but I was like *shrug* "I'll just eat a chip." And now I feel like I lost...Lols XD I'm strange :D

Anyway, I just read "Inkheart" for a while, and now here I am. First time on the computer all day. WooT :D

Haha, I don't have much to add. Today was basically just cleaning XD But it was good. And I felt like the old ME. That was awesome. So, all in all, a very nice day :D


Friday, February 26, 2010

Where Did I Go?

Hey :)

Well, I'm back. I mean, I'm still being this weird, happy person, but I'm feeling a little more like myself, too XD

My writing style has gone extremely south lately. I used to be fun to read, I think. I used to say things in creative ways that would make me chuckle. I used to feel like words were my best weapon, my own little minions to express exactly what I wished.

I don't feel that way anymore, and it really bothers me.

What happened to the girl who said at least mildly interesting things like:

"School is killing me. Or more like hacking me to death with a bloody ax." (October 11: "...Hi."


"FIRST AND A HALF (because 'second' sounds too late)!" (September 8: Imagination and Irritation)


"Just keep me in your thoughts...and hopefully tonight will keep itself in my thoughts, too..." (August 15: My Life, the Psycho Mystery Story?!)

What happened to the girl who said she liked the moon better than the sun?
What happened to the girl who found out that blue inspired creativity and thus painted her room that color?
What happened to the girl who convinced her grandpa that she drank lemon juice for snack?
What happened to the girl who planned to read "Paradise Lost" over Christmas break?

Hours later:

Whatever. I'm too tired to work on this any more. And it's not even yesterday anymore. It's 12:02. So, I missed Friday anyway. Fail.

*sigh* Sorry. Never mind.


Thursday, February 25, 2010

Day Five On This Alien Cloud of Joy

It's not like I don't feel the sad/crappy/annoying/suckish things that happen, it's just like they roll off because I have better reasons to be happy.

School is going fine. Nothing to report there.

Writing is nonexistent. But I'll get inspired sooner or later.

Family is a'ight, which is basically as good as it gets XD

Sickness is getting better. Now my throat just hurts, but I think it's from coughing. I got sick of being sick yesterday and decided I'd be done with it today. So far so good. I've scheduled myself to be 150% back to normal by Saturday at the latest, lol :D

Guess what happened Monday? ELLIE (bff :D) TURNED SWEET SIXTEEN!!!!!!! WooT! :D

Music: I'm swimming in glorious iTunes cash from my birthday :D And I want more music. But I'm being really picky and I can't find anything I want. I dunno. Any suggestions? In general, I have really eclectic taste in music. However, I don't do country, Disney stars trying to sound sexy, or praise-and-worship type stuff (like, I don't really enjoy Michael W. Smith, lol)., if you're dying to help me out, I need music XD

Other awesomeness: Cavender is coming to church on Sunday :) And then he's coming to my house, then to a friend's birthday party with me. Awesome.

That's all. kBai.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Day Four!

I'm really confused. I'm not an excessively moody person, but I never stay this happy for so long at a time, especially not when cruddy stuff happens. And yet, here I am. This is my...*counts*...fourth day of being really happy. But I guess if you're going to get stuck on one mood, might as well be happy, right? :D

I'm sick. I have a cough, and that achy feeling that makes your skin hurt -_-

Hmm...I'm not going to dance tonight. *sigh* With a cough, I think jumping around in a hot room would pretty much suck :( This is my second week in a row missing it, though. Ugh, I hate missing dance. It makes my feet go crazy at inopportune moments XD

If you have a Facebook, you should become a fan of this little guy:!/pages/Jaxon-Jarman/301478489274?ref=nf He's basically the best little thing since sliced bread.

Uhm...aaaaaand that's all for now folks :) I'm not thinking particularly deep thoughts with my head all fuzzy >.< In a few days I should be back to the Kendra you know and love (or hate XD).


Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Random Good Day and a Quote

Today was good :D

Hah, sorry, I'm getting repetitive. But these past three days have been really good :D I luv mah life right now. I'm quite happyyyyyyyy. I'm ridiculously happy.

*clears throat*

So, first, the Latin test results:

I GOT A 92!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I really think it's 'cause of all the praying. No lie. Because I got ridiculously lucky. I only studied ONE SENTENCE out of the suggested HUNDREDS. It was the one on the test O.o WooT XD

We dissected a frawg. His insides were colorful O.o We thought ours was really buff at first. He had a six pack. But then we got in there and took out, like, a TON of fat bodies (kewl, yellow fingery things XD). He was, like, sumo-frawg.

*is irritated at her use of "like" and the suffix "-y"*

I feel like a bubble-head right now.

*deletes the shallow sentences she had going*

Okay, if I can't say anything of substance, lemme leave you with a quote at least:

"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."
- Napoleon Bonaparte

I really love this quote XD


P.S. I might be getting sick...>.< But I'm still really happy :D

Monday, February 22, 2010

Good Day

Today was kind of *headspins*. I knocked out all my school work. Like, an entire WEEK'S WORTH of school work. Today. Wanna know how? It's this great strategy called Hole-Up-In-Your-Room-And-Don't-Look-At-The-Computer-All-Day XD

I do have a Latin test tomorrow, though, so if y'all wouldn't mind saying a little prayer for me tomorrow morning? Latin has gotten very difficult lately. We're getting to all the irregularities and things are quite hard to keep straight >.<

Other than school, today has been...well, I haven't done anything other than school! But yesterday was good. I got some things worked out that I've been over-analyzing for like two months. That relieved about 70% of my mental pressure, which enabled me to focus a lot more on school.

I am basically kinda ridiculous. Whenever I have a problem, I think about it 24/7 (dreams included) until I do something about it. Not until I DECIDE to do something, until I DO it. I'm quite obsessive. About everything. So yeah.


I do still have about 200 pages of "Robinson Crusoe" to go. Heh. I'm thinking 10-11:30 I'll read. I'm sure I can knock that out. Then tomorrow morning, I will squeeze in some more Latin. Doesn't that sound like a wise way of working? (Shut up :P)

Okay, well, I don't feel like saying anything more, lol XD Today was really good despite all the school. Yay :) Wow.


Sunday, February 21, 2010

Beach Pictures

More coming later.
Captions on the bottom!

The girls :) Left to right, up the back: Amanda, Ellie, Kirsten, me, Cassidy. And in the middle, Bri.
YMCA :D (I'm C, btw.)
Cassidy, me, Ellie, Bri, Amanda, Kirsten.
Amanda and me in the knee-deep tide pool :D
Happiness :D
Mrs. Martha pushed me off! :O XD

Charades: "How. In the HECK. Am I supposed to act that out???"

Charades fail XD

Climbing "Kendra's Cliff."

...I really don't know.
Always and forever, FOOTIE PAJAMAS.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Beach Trip Recap

I'm back :)


I have a big imagination, but I cannot imagine having a better Sweet 16 celebration than this beach trip. That was AMAZING. I LOOOOOOOVE my girlfriends. We're all really nice, really fun, really real, and really not into drama. We all got along great the whole time, no cattiness, no backstabbing, just a really fun beach trip. It was perfect. Lemme just hit the high spots...

We drove down. That was fun. Long, but fun. We watched the Bourne Identity in the car, and ate dinner at McDonald's.

We got to the beach at around 9pm, but were locked out of the house! My dad had forgotten that my uncle had changed the locks, and we had to drive the realestate office and get the new key XD

We finally got into the house and dumped our stuff off. Then, we decided to walk on the beach a little. The house is great; you just walk out the back door, down the steps, and TA-DA, the beach :D It was totally dark, and kinda cold. We were all just standing around, but I got tired of that and ran for the water. I sprinted up this little hill at full speed.

All the sudden, no ground under me! I was freefalling! O.O *scream* Then I hit the sand. I was totally shocked and disoriented. Wha...?

I had fallen off a mini-cliff! Instead of sloping back down, the sand hill dropped off into a 5ft tall cliff!

Honestly, it was AWESOME. It was just like those scary dreams where you fall off a cliff: a burst of adrenaline, shock, fear, and you wonder what you're supposed to do about it...Then I hit the cushy sand XD

As weird as it sounds, I'd totally do it again. There's nothing like the sheer adrenaline of running off a cliff in the dark :D

Lots of pj-wearing, and my grandpa came! We girls walked all the way to the pier (only to find it was closed and "closely monitored with surveillance cameras" -_-), and Amanda and I walked all in the icy cold, knee-deep tide pools :D

Fajitas for dinner, then charades.

Just so you know, I HATE charades. If I could pick one game NEVER, EVER, EVER to play EVER, EVER, EVER it would be charades. I suck at it. Like, you would not BELIEVE how bad I suck. I mostly stand there looking like a deer-in-the-headlights while my teammates coach me through it >.<

After the TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO-GOOD, VERY BAD game of cha-shootme-rades, we watched "Pirates of the Caribbean". Well, we started to. We didn't finish it; we only got about halfway through it before we decided it wasn't worth keeping our eyes shut and went to our bedrooms XD

Of course, just because we girls were all in bed doesn't mean we went to SLEEP. We all stayed up and talked with our roommates for quite a while methinks XD

We were all tired. I was tired. But it was fun. I kinda don't remember much about FriDAY, but FriNIGHT was the BEST.

Amanda and I weren't feeling very good (Kirsten blames the icy tide pools. Maybe she's right...), so we and Ellie and Kirsten went downstairs to veg.

We four talked for hours. HOURS. I love those girls. We had so much fun just talking and laughing and sharing secrets and talking about what makes good friends and on and on and ON.

We also--well, I say "we". Cavender's number got extracted, and Ellie and Kirsten decided to prank call him.

Me: "Nu."
Them: "Yep." *dials*
Me: "He's gonna know it's us."
Them: "No, he won't!"
Me: "Yes. He will. He's not an idiot."

They call anyway. He plays along, which kinda made Ellie's prank-calling day. I was kinda like >.< but he didn't mind, so it was 'kay :D

>more girly talk<

"Let's call him again."


So, we did. Amanda talked to him first (well, kind of all of us did. He was on speaker.), then the phone got passed around and ended up with me. Lots of laughs over all this XD

At about midnight, we hung up with Cavender and most of the girls went to their own rooms. We were all kinda squished in our little room. Have you ever tried fitting three girls in a twin bed? It is not easy.

I was sooooooo tired. I rolled over against the wall and went in and out of wakefulness. They tried to keep me awake, but without muck success until Ellie started texting weird things to Cavender. Then I was like -___- *wakes up*. Only she never sent them, so then I went back to sleep.

I don't remember a whole lot about the rest of the night XD

*sob* Cleaning and leaving day. It was the warmest, sunniest day of all. Go freaking figure. *sigh*

We cleaned the house really fast (everyone is awesome, btw) and were on the road by 11am. We stopped at Subway and Wendy's for lunch, watching the Bourne Supremacy and Ultimatum in the car. I was SO TIRED. And wearing my trucker hat again :D Pictures possibly coming soon.

The ride home was short and filled with silence, Jason Bourne, and iPods. Then we dropped everyone off at their respective houses, and Ellie's sister came and got her from my house.

I felt pretty...peaceful after everyone was gone XD But I miss them.

I am so. freaking. tired. You wouldn't believe it. I was getting in bed TWO HOURS AGO when my dad told me that my skating hero Apolo Ohno was gonna skate tonight. I was like -______- but I got up and watched him...He just now finished all his races.

Bronze. Frick.

Okay, I'mma go pass out now. Sorry if this doesn't make a lot of sense. I'll polish it tomorrow :D



P.S. Friends are the best things ever.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010


I can't believe I haven't mentioned it much before. But, guess what?

I'm going to the beach with some people for my Sweet 16 :D We're leaving today and coming back Saturday. I might have internet, but even if I do, I probably won't post XD I'll be busy having lots of fun. I'll let you know how it was when I get back, but for now, goodbye!

If you wouldn't mind saying a prayer for safety and for us not to be too swamped in schoolwork while we're there, that would be great, lol :) Thanks, y'all!


P.S. I may have Kyle update if something REALLY MONUMENTAL happens. Like if we crash into the ocean or something. That'd be pretty monumental. Or if I decide to move to the beach. Or if we discover cold fusion by accident. Something like that. Or maybe just if we're having a really epic time. We shall see.


~Me again

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Proud to Be An American

Thanks for following, Livia and Roxy!
I know. It's not the Fourth of July. But do we really need a special day to celebrate our country? I hope not.

The first time I heard the song "God Bless The USA", I was little. Maybe seven? Eight? I don't know how old I was, but I remember hearing it one Fourth of July and getting chills. Every time I hear the song I get chills. Maybe it has something to do with the whole Cultural Honor thing, but I've always had this deep-seated passion for my country.

When I heard the song as a little girl, I remember feeling this fierce, burning love for where I live, where I come from, and how we got here. If I had to pick three things that I value above all else (excluding God), I would choose Freedom, Justice, and Truth--all things that America is built firmly on.

I respect and love my country so much. It's extremely difficult for me to put into words the feelings I have. America is all about Freedom and Justice. The Freedom to make your own choices, and the Justice to keep you from making stupid ones. I wouldn't want to live anywhere else in the world.

We Americans fought hard for our freedom. We were patient, but eventually could not take the injustice anymore, and we set out to make our own land, the way we saw fit. People died so that we could be free.

Freedom is such a wonderful, beautiful, precious gift. The Freedom to say what you think, the Freedom to go where you want, the Freedom to talk to whomever you want, the Freedom to question your government, the Freedom to choose your government.

We get to VOTE. Do not take that for granted. One of the things that makes me frustrated and disappointed like nothing else is when people do not vote. Your ancestors fought and died to give you this freedom, and you're just ignoring it? Throwing it away? Way to slap our founding fathers in the face.

Anyway. Tangent XD

I don't know why, but for some reason I just really wanted to share with you guys how much my country and my freedom mean to me. I would love to have the opportunity to serve my country. I plan to. Not in the military (although it's possible that God will call me to do that), but in the courts. As a lawyer, serving Justice.

I really, really, REALLY can't stand injustice.

Sorry. Another tangent.

Before I leave you with these deep, patriotic thought (XD), I'd like to print the lyrics to "God Bless The USA", and leave to the song. The song that started it all :) The song that gave me chills when I was little, and made my little heart swell with pride to be an American. I've tried to voice my feelings in this post, but the song says it all perfectly.

I, Kendra Logan, am proud to be an American.

God Bless The USA by Lee Greenwood

If tomorrow all the things were gone,
I’d worked for all my life.
And I had to start again,
with just my children and my wife.

I’d thank my lucky stars,
to be livin here today.
‘Cause the flag still stands for freedom,
and they can’t take that away.

And I’m proud to be an American,
where at least I know I’m free.
And I wont forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up,
next to you and defend her still today.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA.

From the lakes of Minnesota,
to the hills of Tennessee.
Across the plains of Texas,
From sea to shining sea.

From Detroit down to Houston,
and New York to L.A.
Well there's pride in every American heart,
and its time we stand and say.

That I’m proud to be an American,
where at least I know I’m free.
And I wont forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up,
next to you and defend her still today.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA.

And I’m proud to be and American,
where at least I know I’m free.
And I wont forget the men who died,
who gave that right to me.

And I gladly stand up,
next to you and defend her still today.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,
God bless the USA.


Monday, February 15, 2010

Today Sucks. Yesterday Rocked.


*rips hair out*

Yeah, it's kinda been one of THOSE days -_-

My school work went/is going really terribly today. And it's basically my fault. It's just been one of those days where I can't get myself motivated, and I want to do/think about other things.

I don't LIKE being lazy. But it is so hard to change :-| So, overall today has sucked, and is still sucking. Really bad. And me sitting here typing this when I should be doing SO MANY OTHER THINGS isn't helping anything. But here I am :-|

So, yesterday was Valentine's Day, and I didn't blog. *sigh* Ah, well. I did that epic V-Day Eve post, so that counts for something, right? *shrug*

Valentine's Day was good. Actually, no, it was a heckuvalot better than "good". It was pretty much AWESOME :D

I got woken up at 7:30, which wasn't a great start, but there was a good reason: the Heart Trail. Every Valentine's Day, Lizzy and I wake up to a trail of paper hearts leading us to our Valentine's Day candy and presents! :D I'm never gonna be too old for that. I asked my mom if she'll come do it for my college dorm XD

I got CANDY and a cute Valentine's Day shirt. I wore the shirt to church

Church was good. It was the ten year anniversary, so we had a slide show with pictures of everyone in all the different buildings we've met in. Matt and Katie and Lizzy and I were so little and cute! Especially them, lol. No so much me XD I just looked like an annoying, little version of how I am now. Matt and Lizzy's hair used to be almost white-blonde, and Katie was just plain ADORABLE. Curls and lil' chubby cheeks XD Those three are the cutest kids in the whole world (with the possible exception of Kyle's little siblings).

After church we went over to Matt and Katie's house with a bunch of other people. Lunch was tacos. Everyone had trouble eating them, lol! We ended up kinda messy XD

After lunch, I felt awkward. I know it seems rude, but some of the girls...I just feel stupid around them >.< Like they're so much cooler than I am that everything I say comes out lame. So, I opted for antisocial and went upstairs to watch Matt and his two friends play Modern Warfare 2 :-| I feel sort of bad for "ditching" the girls, though :-/

The boys were fine with me hanging out with them. They're used to it. I think they actually like me, at least sometimes. I can't offer any game advice, but I'm sarcastic enough that I provide some comic relief XD

Matt has read all the Harry Potter books apparently O.O I'm still on four...I can't believe it. My little brother reads faster than me now?? Crazy times, people. I wouldn't mind so much if he'd keep his mouth shut, but he just HAS to spoil everything he can think of -_- I spent like five solid minutes with my hands over my ears doing the standard, "LALALALA...".

I think he started to actually get a little bored with MW2 after a while. He went and got the third book in the Percy Jackson series and started reading O.o How did I miss this facet of his personality?? I didn't even know he liked to read much less INSTEAD of video games! :O

I'd read the first book in the series, and part of the second one, but I'd never finished it. Matt gave me the second one and we started reading. We scared his friend with our lovely, wholesome interest >:D

After Friends A and B left, Matt and I just read in the movie room until Mr. Leon came up and said we were being antisocial. *sigh* So we had to go down and mingle, lol XD

Then there was youth group. It was a tad boring.

Then my family went out to dinner at JP Looney's. That was good. We called Matt and Katie to see if they wanted to eat with us, but they were tired from all the company, so we just got wings to bring home to them.

Don't you love friends that you can just walk in on and they don't think anything of it?

We got to Matt and Katie's house with the wings and Matt came to the door. He blinked,

"Y'all come late..."

Lols XD

We walked in and put the wings on the counter. Katie was studying for a Latin test and was really worried about it, so I sat down and helped her. Matt ate wings and read Percy Jackson. My mom and Mrs. Martha went to the bedroom and talked secrets apparently. Katie tried going in several times and got shooed out. Lol *shrug* The dads just sat talking and watched the Olympics.

Their house feels like a second home. I love them.

Then we came home, and I talked to Cavender :D :D :D :D :--Yeah, lotsa smilies, ANYWAY. Advance claiming FTW ;)

Then I kinda vegged out on the couch 'cause I was starting not to feel good :-| I watched the Olympics and texted someone...*cough* Cavender *cough* Then I watched Wizards of Waverly Place for a little while, hoping I would stop feeling sick to my stomach -_- I did.

Then...I went to bed :D And slept until 8:30 this morning.

So. Yesterday rocked. Today sucked/is sucking :D/-_-


Friday, February 12, 2010

Valentine's Day...Eve :)

Thanks for following, Amber!

Well, V-Day is closing in on us! Haha, that sounded ominous >:D I don't usually get that into the holiday besides getting candy from my parents and making cards for my grandparents. However, I thought it might be nice to do some festive things on the blog for a couple of days leading up to the big day.

I should have started this sooner. *mentally kicks self* I love countdowns. I can't believe I missed this. Now I have all these cool Valentine's Day Countdown ideas! D: Fail on my part for being out of it.

*tragic sigh, plays violins*

'Kay, so anyway, in honor of the holiday of love, I've decided to post my top ten favorite examples of love in books!

1. "Angel in the Square" - Misha and Katya
The relationship between Misha and Katya is one of my all time favorite portrayals of love. Misha and Katya are cousins, but raised as brother and sister during the Russian revolution. Misha teases and is often scornful toward Katya, and she in turn irritates him and mocks his ways of thinking. You would never know how strong their love for each other is until the revolution parts them. The distance between them only reveals to themselves as well as the reader just how much they cherish each other. Their relationship is so deep and beautiful that I fall in love with them both every time I read the book.

2. "Eragon" - Eragon and Sapphira
Eragon's and Sapphira's love is so fun and unconditional. I just love it. They have no choice but to be in each other's heads 24/7, and they still love each other for who they are. Their relationship is intimate and comfortable and a great example of true friendship. They share thoughts and experiences, and help each other through the tough times.

3. "Lord of the Rings" - Sam and Frodo
I will admit it: I have been known to cry during the LotR movies simply because Sam and Frodo's relationship is so wonderful. I think Sam represents exactly what a true friend should be. He sticks by Frodo even when it's the most difficult and painful thing he could possibly do. Even when Frodo is plain unfair to him and sends him away, Sam looks past that and remains a loyal and true friend.

4. "Betsy-Tacy series" - Betsy and Joe
I love Betsy and Joe, and I love them together :) They make a great and complex couple. They have very similar personalities at some points, but balance each other well at others. Although they don't always get along, they do always end up working things out. Starting out as acquaintances, moving on to friends, and finally realizing their love for each other, Betsy and Joe's story is a wonderful journey to follow.

5. "A Spark of Strenght" - Ember and Coal
Ah, yes. Unrequited, but still strong love. Ember and Coal have an interesting relationship because it is never addressed as a real relationship. Ember silently (well, mostly silently XD) loves Coal, but he never looks at her as anything more than the sparktress (girl) who's always been around. He likes her as a sister, but never in any outward way. Ember and Coal's relationship is a bit hard to handle sometimes because of the silent ups and downs, but still a very intriguing situation.

6. "On to Oregon" - John and his siblings
Such a favorite story :) I fell in love with this book the first time I read it. Anyway, due to unfortunate circumstances, John Sager is forced to lead his six younger siblings across the prairie to get to their father's dream land. John has a hard time expressing his love to his siblings, but the reader easily picks up on the deep feelings of affection and protection that rage inside him.

7. "The Two Princesses of Bamarre" - Addie and Meryl
Princess Addie and Princess Meryl have a really good relationship as sisters and best friends. While complete opposites, they love each other with their whole hearts and would do anything for each other. The loyalty and friendship in their relationship is really great.

8. "The Lily series" - Lily and Art
Especially in the last books in the series, I love the relationship between Lily and her older brother, Art. He's there for her and helps her and gives her advice, but in a very realistic way. I don't like books that portray sibling relationships as really two-dimensional and perfect. Lily and Art have a wonderful love/"hate" thing going on that makes me want to read the books over and over again. He really comes through for her, and she can go to him with her tough problems. A great example of love there.

9. "The Giver" - Jonas and the Giver
I think the mentoring relationship that Jonas has with the Giver is really fascinating. They both benefit from each other, and it's really nice to see Jonas soaking in the wisdom from such a wonderful mentor.

10. "Bible" - God and us :)
The best example of love of all! God loves us more than we can ever realize. He would do anything for you. He would die for you. Oh, wait, he already did! ;) God's love for us is the perfect love. It's all my favorite elements combined!

The protective, fun love of Misha and Katya;
the all-knowing love of Eragon and Sapphira;
the unfailingly loyal love of Sam and Frodo;
the strong, silent love of Ember and Coal;
the sweet, fierce love of John and his siblings;
the friendly love of Addie and Meryl;
the practical, realistic love of Lily and Art;
the wise, mentoring love of Jonas and the Giver.

God loves us in every way possible, and more than we can imagine!

This Valentine's Day, don't just honor the love of two lovers. True love comes in many different forms; let's cherish them all :)


Thursday, February 11, 2010

Sol: The Peacemaker and Something-About-Truth (I need help thinking of word for this.)

Meet Sol (and Aiden, but his own introduction is coming later). His God-given power? Sol can discern truth and has a deep desire for peace.

Sit back. Relax. Here's to Sol.
Sol put his head in his hands. All around him the noise of high-schoolers eating lunch and gossiping filled his ears and turned his stomach. Didn’t it bother anyone else how much spitefulness and deceit went on between “friends”?

“Sol?” A boy named Brandon clapped his friend on the shoulder. Sol blinked and raised his head.


“Did you hear what I said?”

Sol rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger and grunted. “No. Sorry. What’d you say?”

“I said I talked to Rachel.,” Brandon repeated, obviously impatient. “About what you saw. With her and Michael Hendricks?” Sol felt a frown come together over his nose.

“Yeah. What’d she say?”

Brandon smiled, almost a smirk. “You were wrong. There’s nothing going on between them.”
Sol fought the urge to raise his eyebrows sarcastically. He had never had a good feeling about Brandon’s girlfriend, but after seeing her and the star basketball player locking lips in a corner, he’d had something concrete to tell his friend.

“You believe her?” he asked, almost gently. Brandon’s eyes narrowed.

“Of course I believe her. She’s my girlfriend. And you’re the one who’s always ranting about how relationships are built on trust. Jeez, man.” Sol frowned.

“That’s true,” he admitted, turning away. “I guess if you really think she’s being honest.” Brandon’s eyes narrowed again.

“I do.”

Sol shrugged. “Okay.”

Brandon ignored his moody friend and engaged in another conversation. Sol was secretly relieved. He hated to tell his friend that he knew Rachel was lying. Even if he hadn’t seen the girl making out in a corner, he would have known. Sol considered himself a good judge of character. He almost always was. The minuet he’d seen Brandon’s girlfriend, the word “snake” had popped into his mind.

Sol sighed quietly and absentmindedly ate a Frito.

Suddenly, something happened across the cafeteria, making Sol turn his head sharply to see. He frowned and scanned the back wall of the room, looking for something that would have gotten his attention. Had someone called his name? No, that wasn’t it…No one had dropped a tray or shouted or fallen, or even come into the room. Everything looked perfectly undisturbed.

“What?” Brandon grunted, nudging Sol. “What’re you looking at?”

“I dunno,” Sol said, still searching the room. “Thought I heard something I guess.” Brandon, uninteresting once again, turned back to his conversation. But Sol kept looking in the direction his reflexes had pointed him in.

After another moment, he turned back to his lunch. There was nothing to see. Everything was average in the cafeteria, nothing unusual, unless you counted that boy who’d banged into Ashlyn the other day. He wasn’t looking too good; kind of green and freaked out.

The bell rang; lunch was over. Sol packed his trash into his paper lunch bag and headed for the trashcan. In his back pocket, his phone vibrated. He tossed the brown bag into the garbage and took out his phone. Text message. From…Ashlyn??

Sol frowned and opened the message, walking towards the door.

Fell asleep in English and had a Dream. About you. I think you might be “blessed” too.

Sol stopped in his tracks, making a freshmen girl bump into him. Feelings of shock and almost horror washed over him. Blessed? Him too? With what? He didn’t dream the future. He didn’t do anything special.

He was about to hit “reply” when he turned immediately to the far corner of the cafeteria. His eyebrows rose. It was that boy. He was alone, standing against the wall near the corner of the room. His face was carefully controlled, but he seemed alarmed. Sol sensed his unease strongly, like waves of turmoil washing over him.

Sol frowned. What in the world…?

Everyone was gone from the cafeteria now except for a few stragglers who were on their way. Sol pocketed his phone and warily walked towards the boy.

The boy noticed him almost immediately and pulled out his phone. His fingers moved rapidly across the keyboard, but Sol didn’t think he was really texting.

“Hey, you alright?” Sol asked when he was almost to the guy. The boy looked up, pretending to be surprised.

“What? Uh, yeah. Why?” He seemed on edge to Sol, like he was trying to play something off.

Sol shrugged, his hands in his jeans pockets. “You looked freaked.” The boy snickered and tossed his slightly long hair out of his eyes.

“Nah. I’m good.” He went back to his fake text message and headed for the door, then turned back to Sol. “Okay, this might sound really weird, but…” Sol waited, silently eager. “…do you have any siblings or something?”

Sol deflated a little. “Yeah. You’ve met Ashlyn, kinda. You ran into her the other day.”

The boy nodded, smiling a half smile, and continued to move towards the door. “Right. Yeah. Thought you looked kinda familiar.”

Sol’s eyebrows twitched in acknowledgement. “I’m Sol.”

The boy snorted. “Hi, Sol,” he said, almost mockingly. “What is this? AA?”

Sol’s eyes narrowed, making him look almost formidable. The boy raised his hand slightly.

“Sorry. I’m Aiden. But really, you should stop going up and playing shrink to people. It’s creepy.” He opened the door with a shoved of his shoulder and disappeared, leaving Sol alone and feeling slightly embarrassed.

“Guess that was weird of me,” he muttered to himself, heading out himself. He mentally kicked himself. When was he going to stop feeling the need to fix things all the time?
PleasePleasePleasePleasePleasePlease criticize it! :D Or question it. Or point out typos. Or, if you ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO, compliment it ;)


Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Today. And Tomorrow.

So, hi :) I don't have any more character introductions ready just yet, so today is going to be a plain post. A not-too-long plain post :)

Today I was tired. (Four hours of sleep.)
Today I was nervous. (Ill-prepared debate.)
Today I was freaked out. (Big, black grasshopper dissection.)
Today I was pained. (Headaches suck.)

Today I giggled. (My short hair makes for cute pigtails XD)
Today I wore my coat ALL DAY. (Just a cold-natured person.)
Today I answered useless Facebook questions. (Boredom.)
Today I poked a grasshopper's stomach. (Dissection.)

Today I plan to write. (Ashlyn's story.)
Today I plan to read. ("Intertwined" by Gena Showalter.)
Today I plan to watch Alias. (Sark <3)
Today I plan to go to bed early. (Four hours of sleep.)

Today I didn't make my bed. (Shh!!)
Today I didn't doodle in math. (I'm trying to try, LOL XD)
Today I didn't remember to print two copies of my school assignment. (Fail D:)
Today I didn't straighten my hair. (Too tired. And pigtails.)

Tomorrow I will do my best in school. (Because I should.)
Tomorrow I will go to dance. (Because I love it.)
Tomorrow I will text Cavender. ('Cuz I do.)
Tomorrow I will wash my clothes. ('Cuz I need to. Rly bad.)


Monday, February 8, 2010

Epic Post From Your Own Personal Epic Now-Sixteen-Year-Old Blogger :D

Table of Contents:
1. I am back.
2. Our power went out.
4. Thanks, God!
5. Thanks, friends!
6. Thanks, Y'ALL for being awesome about my hair!

I'm baaaaaaaaack! :)

Our power went out Friday at 4 o'clock. I was like :O

*clears her throat and revisits the land of good word choices and articulation*

Sorry. I had a replace-descriptive-words-with-smilies moment. Won't happen again.

I have so much to say! I don't even know where to begin. First, I'd like to say that I am now officially sixteen years old.

Sweet. Six. Teen.

*smiles hugely*

Instead of starting at the beginning of this weekend, I think I'll skip the parts where I couldn't take a shower and had to read by faux candle light (batteries FTW) and get straight to Sunday, February 7th. My birthday. My sixteenth birthday.

(Notice I'm saying that a lot. It's in an effort to brainwash myself into realizing the truth, that I am OLD :P)

I woke up at 7:10 because I was tired of trying to pretend I was asleep. You know how that is when you're really excited/nervous and you keep closing your eyes, hoping you'll just lose consciousness again? Well, I feel like I did that all night, at least when I wasn't violently dreaming.

For those of you who may not know, I get nervous about my birthdays. Very nervous. Birthdays only come ONE DAY A YEAR, and it's the one day that everyone is nice to you, and you get to do what you want. So you better enjoy it.

D: Pressure!

I always feel like I MUST ENJOY THE DAY and, being how I am, that usually ruins it for me. I'm getting better though. This year and last year I've gotten a hold of myself and actually had great birthdays (even though last year I had driver's ed on my birthday D:).

So anyway, after I drug myself out of bed, I went upstairs and ate half a bagel, after my family sang Happy Birthday do me :) Then I opened my presents:

Lizzy - season one of Monster Quest XD (How great is that?)
Momma and Daddy - this necklace that goes with a dress I have, a shirt, and twilight woods body cream from Bath & Boyd Works.
Gr'anne - gift card to Barnes & Noble.
(then later)
Cavender - "Witch and Wizard" book.

EDIT: OMG MOMMA AND DADDY JUST CAME DOWNSTAIRS WITH A PRESENT THAT JUST GOT HERE! I LOVE IT! You might think I'm crazy. I might be. But I'm still happy to have this:

The New Testament. IN. LATIN.

I was happy, but I also wished the power would come back on D: In all my life imagining my Sweet 16, I never envisioned it happening in the dark not able to flush a toilet XD

But anyway.

We normally get to church at 8:30 so the band can practice before church. However, since the building had no power, there would BE no band, and it would be really cold. So we decided not to head over until 9:45.

We got there like six seconds before Cavender. Possibly seven.

Church was good. Small (but still 45 people!), short, and quite cold. We ended with an a cappella Amazing Grace, which I was like -__- about. I don't like that song, and I REALLY hate singing a cappella. No music to cover my voice, so I end up singing really softly and sometimes not at all. *shrug* Oh well :D

After church, Daniel, David and Cavender all came back to our house and we ate hot dogs and white cheddar Cheez-its, which I love :D

After that, we went downstairs and played Balderdash. Have any of you heard of that game? Basically, someone draws a card with a strange word on it, and everyone has to make up their own definition for the word. The person holding the card writes down the real definition. Then, card-holder reads the real definition along with the fake submitted ones, and everyone has to vote for the definition they think is real. You get points for guessing correctly, points for fooling others, and if you're the card-holder and no one guesses the real definition, you get a point for that, too.

Personally, I think I should get points for being able to distinguish handwriting pretty well from the beginning without having to ask. Don't you agree? Three teenaged boys with similar handwriting...I rock. (Just kidding XD)

(On a side note, why do guys write so lightly? Or is it just Cavender and David and Daniel that do that?)

Anyway, back to the game of Balderdash that you guys don't care about but that I'm telling about anyway ;P

It was really fun. Most of the fun was in inside jokes ("A piece of land shaped like a tongue." "NO WAY. *glares* CAVENDER.") and just things that happened, so I won't go into them here. For the record, I will say that Cavender is very good at Balderdash.


After Balderdash we picked up all the tons of trash paper it had created (we = *cough* me and Daniel *cough*).

Then we played Life. That was fun too XD I was a doctor, which translates to BIGMONEY in that game. Unfortunately, I still didn't win -_- I rolled mostly numbers 2-5 and lagged behind considerably. I refused to buy car insurance (I never do, I'm usually really lucky), and ended up having everything that could go wrong with a poor car XD I also didn't have a single kid D:

LOL, maybe it sounds like I had a bad day, but I didn't. It was so much fun. So much fun.

Even though Cavender won Life too -_- :P XD

THEN, David and Daniel had to go home, and my family and Cavender headed over to another friend's house to watch the Super Bowl since we still didn't have power. That was really fun :) I love my friends.

After we ate dinner and halfway watched "Failure to Launch" (how did I miss the dearly departed fiance and her kid??), my mom called us for birthday cookie!! I don't like cake all that much (I mean, I like it, but I like cookies better), so my mom made a giant, homemade chocolate chip cookie! I told my dad I didn't want them to sing to me again. I hate that awkward moment when everyone is singing and you're just like, "Heh...*looks around awkwardly*...thanks..." So, my dad got everyone not to sing.

They hummed it instead -_-

Then they whistled it.

And then my dad--heh, never mind.

Anyway, after (well, really while) we ate our big cookie slices, we tried to decide on a movie to watch on Netflix. We finally chose one, but before we got very far into it, it was halftime and we had to take Cavender home :(

My friend also has a cat, and I'm allergic to cats, so I had taken some Benadryl to help with the sneezing/itchy throat/watery eyes/cruddy feeling. I stopped sneezing, but Benadryl makes me...well...

Some people get drowsy on Benadryl. I get, like, high XD

Well, I mean, drowsy, but so intensely so that I'm completely loopy and out of it and nothing hits my brain, and I say...everything >.<

Luckily we dropped Cavender off before it really, uberly kicked in XD

On the way home, Mrs. Martha (Matt and Katie's mom) called my poor, dying phone (and no power to charge it!). She and everyone who was with them sang "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" to me :) :) :) :) That was really awesome.

And then it got better.

"Happy birthday," said Katie when they were done singing. "And you have power."



YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What an amazing end to an amazing day!

My Sweet 16 was NOT how I planned it, not how I'd always envisioned it, and WAY out of my control and comfort zone, but guess what? It was wonderful :) Just another time when God has shown me that HEY, going with the flow and having fun really WILL make for a great experience.

So, thanks, God. You've been by my side for sixteen years helping me out, and having the power go out didn't change that one bit :)

Thanks also to any of my awesome friends that are reading this. Whether I hung out with you, or you said Happy Birthday to my Facebook, thanks :D

AAAAAAAND thanks to everyone who was so supportive about my hair the other day :) After I washed it and straightened it myself, I think it looks better, less ten-year-old-ish :D

In a nutshell:

My weekend was interesting. (I might possibly expand on that later.)
My birthday was AWESOME.
My friends are the BEST.
My God is the bestEST.

Bring on my sixteenth year. Fourteen was the best, Fifteen was better, and now, I just cannot imagine.





Friday, February 5, 2010

Just T-Hair-ibble

I got a haircut yesterday. To explain to you how I feel, I'm going to use a quote from Simon of the "Mortal Instruments" trilogy:

"I don't like flat soda. I don't like crappy boy-band pop. I hate [my hair]. See the difference?"

I've regretted haircuts before, but never like this, never on the almost-eve of my sixteenth birthday. You know how my hair normally looks after I get it cut? I like it. I think it looks good. Well, I hate this. I hate it. Go read that quote again.

What the HECK was I thinking asking the haircut-lady to go shorter? If it ain't broke, don't freaking fix it, Kendra! Why-o-why!! I'm about to be sixteen, and I now look like I'm ten.


I really do.

Gosh, could this be any more exactly the opposite of what I want? I hate my hair. So much. I'm so upset >.<

It's completely my fault and everything, the lady did exactly what I asked her to. It's all my fault, and I look terrible.




*sob* Awwwwwwwwww >.<

Ellie, please call me next time I'm about to get a haircut and remind me not to go too short. We usually do that for each other, and I don't do it one time, and look at what happened? Goshhhhh.

Yeah, I know, it'll grow. It will. But not before Sunday. Not before I have pictures taken of my on my Sweet 16 looking like I should be in elementary school.


Ugh. I am seriously quite depressed about this.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Ashlyn: The Prophetess

Today is legit Character Day :D

Okay, I know I'm supposed to do something different ever day, but would you guys mind too much if I focused on those four characters for a while? Sort of a temporary obsession, I guess. Y'all know how I get :)

Anyway, I know the profiles give a general idea of what the characters are like, but nothing captures someone's personality like seeing them in action, you know? So, I think I'm going to post pieces of the story that give you an idea of what each character is like, sort of each character's introduction. Is that okay with you guys? I mean, I know it's my blog, but...I like to post things that interest you!

However, since today is actually Character Day, I'll just go ahead and post Ashlyn's "introduction".

This part of the story takes place near the beginning, after you've gotten to see Ashlyn's power in action. (And apparently Sol and Ashlyn have an older, college-aged sister named Amy. Sorry. They didn't tell me that when I wrote the profiles. *eyeroll* I know, right? Characters.)

Note: Questions, comments, criticism always extremely welcome. I like to hear that you hate my stuff just as much as I like to hear that you love it. Just the fact that you're sharing with me what you think is awesome. Please, don't hesitate :D
Ashlyn held her mug of hot chocolate in both hands, soaking in the warmth. She felt very small curled up on the couch of her living room. Her conflicting thoughts raged, making it impossible for her tense shoulders to relax.

Dang it, Ashlyn thought angrily, a tear running down her cheek. This is my spring break. My time off of school. My time to relax. So why can’t I?

She knew why. She knew it was the Dreams that wouldn’t let her enjoy church. The Visions that made her push God away in prayer. The Premonitions that made reading the Bible feel hypocritical.

Why was this happening to her? She wasn’t this kind of person! What had she done? How had she gotten into the occult without even realizing it? The Bible condemned psychics. It said they were of the devil, demonic, satanic, didn’t it? How could she be that kind of person?

And then, at the same time, there was that smug love of her internal conflict. That part of her that reveled in the power of seeing the future. That feeling of being superior to other, lowly people who weren’t special like her. She liked the drama of wrestling with her ability.

Ashlyn loved her power, and she hated it. She loved being powerful, but she hated the thought of being damned to Hell because of it.

She frowned. How messed up is that? The only reason I’m not completely in love with my power is because I’m afraid of burning for all eternity?

She brushed away the tears and looked to Sol on the other end of the couch, caught up his book. He looked at peace, like he always did. A fierce, angry jealousy gripped Ashlyn. Why was he so close to God and she wasn’t? Sol never had satanic premonitions that would damn him to the lake of fire. Because being a psychic would do that.

Wouldn’t it?


He looked up, his wide brown eyes so open and carefree. Ashlyn fought the urge to strike out in jealousy. She felt her face twitch in her efforts to contain her tears. She looked away.

Sol looked surprised. “Ash. Are you okay?” He reached out to her, but she flinched away, sloshing hot chocolate onto her sweatpants.

“Yes!” she snapped, setting her mug on the table. She swiped at the brown spot on her thigh. “I’m fine. I’m fine. I just…” She wound her hand into the front of her hair in frustration. “Sol, the Bible says psychics are satanic, doesn’t it?”

Sol blinked. “Er…y—”

He stopped. Something wasn’t right about “yes”. He was suddenly not sure that was the correct answer.

“No,” he began slowly, beginning to realize something he hadn’t before. “No, I don’t think it does. I think it says you shouldn’t go to them. Don’t seek them out. And I think it depends on what you mean by ‘psychic’.”

“Someone who sees the future,” Ashlyn breathed, her eyes wide and intense. Sol leaned his head back at an angle, slowly taken aback.

“You. You see the future?” He raised his eyebrows as he said it. Ashlyn felt a shock of adrenaline run down her spine. All the anger drained out of her face, leaving only fearful desperation.

“I think I might,” she whispered, not meeting her brother’s eyes. “Don’t tell anyone. Please.”

Sol didn’t say anything for a long time. He believed her—he could always tell when his sister was lying—and he believed that she was right—he could usually tell when something was true or not.

“Joseph,” he said finally. He gave a firm nod. “With the coat of many colors. Joseph was psychic.”

Ashlyn looked up suddenly, meeting Sol’s eyes. “Oh, yeah,” she breathed. “Joseph…”

“God used Joseph for His purpose. That was God-given Sight. There was nothing satanic about that.”

“Oh, yeah…”

“But that’s different from your typical psychic, the ones who try weird stuff like summoning demons and talking to the dead and black magic.”


“So, no. No, the Bible doesn’t condemn the ability to see the future. Like all power, what matters is where it came from, and how you use it.”

Ashlyn stared at Sol, her eyes wide and clear. Sobs of relief made her body shake. “I think you’re right,” she said through her sudden tears. “So…so, I’m not…a bad person? I’m not un…unchristian or unclean or satanic or damned to Hell?”

Each personal accusation she spoke seemed like a separate blow to Sol.

“No!” he cried, putting his hand on her curled knee. “Ash, no. I mean,” he gave a modest shrug, “I’m not God, I’m not even a pastor, I’m not trained in…Biblical analysis, but based on what I can see in the Bible, and in you, you aren’t anti-Christ.”

Ashlyn covered her face with her hands and took a deep breath. When she lowered her hands, she was the normal Ashlyn: calm, confident, and in control.

“I guess the question now is, what do I do?”

“You might want to put on some clean sweatpants,” said Amy as she walked through the room. “What’s that brown stuff all over your leg?”

Ashlyn wrinkled her nose at her older sister’s back. “It’s hot chocolate, thank you,” she said, sticking out her tongue.

Sol laughed until Ashlyn turned to him with one eyebrow raised. He cleared his throat and tried to put on a serious face. “What do you do? Honestly?”

Ashlyn nodded impatiently. Sol leaned in to her.

“I don’t know.”
Like I said, questions, comments, criticism...let me know :) Thanks.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Advice Day and Character Profile: Aiden

First, I got the Creative Writing Award from the awesome Pam Calvert! My jaw actually dropped when I got it XD I was quite surprised. Here's the awesome award:

I am now awarding...

Lia (but her blog is private)

Now. Advice Day...

Advice: I advise you to read this post ;)

I know, I know, that's cheating, but there's just one more character to go before I've introduced my little cast!

I'm somewhat having trouble finding a picture to represent Aiden, but this is close:
1. Name: Aiden Jacob Johnson
2. Age: 16
3. Birthday: July 9th 1993
4. Family: Mom; older brother, Brent
5. Hair color: black
6. Hair length: slightly long for a guy
7. Hair style: slightly shaggy
8. Eye color: brown
9. Height: medium, 5'10”
10. Body type: kind of...medium
11. Loves: music
14. Hates: nosy people
13. Strength: usually good self-control
14. Weakness: when his anger does show, he has a very bad temper
15. Sucker for: little kids
16. Irritated by: bullies
17. Wants most: to get rid of his Sight.

God-given power: Aiden can see demons.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Truth Revealed and Character Profile: Skye

Hello :) I didn't have school today. Yay :D

AND I wrote about 2000 words in that story I've been posting about, also yay :D

Okay, now to answer yesterday's Fact or Fiction Day question:

Question: Is marijuana addictive?

Answer: No. Fiction.

Only Tragedy101 and Milli got it right! Good job, you guys!

To answer the question further, it depends on how you define "addictive". Marijuana isn't addictive like nicotine, but it can become a habit. Just about anything can become that kind of "addictive". But technically, nope, marijuana isn't addictive.

However, it does pose tons of obvious health risks, so I would highly recommend you don't go out and start smoking it. Oh, yeah, and it's illegal XD

Now, because I'm really into this story right now, I'm going to ditch Memory Day (*gasp*) and do another character profile :)

1. Name: Elizabeth Skye Daniels (goes by Skye)
2. Age: 15 (almost)
3. Birthday: February 12th 1995
4. Family: Mom; Dad (divorced); little brother, Mark
5. Hair color: blonde/strawberry blonde
6. Hair length: medium-long
7. Hair style: thick and straight with short side bangs
8. Eye color: blue
9. Height: small, 5'1”
10. Body type: petite
11. Loves: languages
12. Hates: kill joys
13. Strength: very smart and cheerful
14. Weakness: innocence
15. Sucker for: foreign languages/accents
16. Irritated by: rudeness
17. Wants most: her parents to get back together

God-given power: Speaking in Tongues (Skye can speak, read, write, and understand any language naturally.)

Monday, February 1, 2010

Fact of Fiction Day and Hybrids

*giggles uncontrollably*



Y'all cannot even know how awesome that is to me (with the exception of Kyle, who has heard nothing but "woe is me" in various forms all day). I have an extra week prepare for debate, and write a better version of my crappy Introduction to the Classical Period paper.


I also looked into a morph-your-kid site from Cinderella's blog, and made a Kendra-JaceWayland hybrid child >:D I took this picture of me:
And this one of Jace:
And got this:
Hmm. It's kinda weird, because if I look away, I can see me for a split second...

*is going to make a Darren and Paige hybrid child*

So, okay. Today is Fact or Fiction Day! *cue applause*

Fact or Fiction?

Is marijuana addictive?

Leave a comment and I'll let you know tomorrow, when I'm NOT in class :D :D :D :D :D :D :D