Happy New Year!!

Bring on 2007. May it be a safe, happy year.

Wooo!

Check out this killer icicle. Ouch.

So, now I just finished eating nachos. We're gonna partay 'til 12. It's going to be beastly. I'm gonna take a bunch of pictures. Hey, at 12:00 exactly, I'm going to post something. I don't know what, but I'm going to open 2007 on the computer. One year ago, as 2006 started, I was reading a book in my Opa's study. More pictures, more!

Here's a riddle. What did I eat for breakfast yesterday? Look at the picture to see. This should be easy for people that play the piano.


Yesterday I built this. It's a snow-slide. It's bigger than it looks, really.

Happy New Year's Eve

This is my new family room. Niiiiice new carpet.

I think I did something to my elbow, when we went sledding. I realized it back at Pinon, but I was made acutely aware of how bad it is when I was pouring myself some milk to go with my Oreos. S, J, K, and I went sledding for a while, and that was way cool. But after a while it got cold. It was fun, though, especially relating dreams to each other. I love the Spanish Nail dream most of all, I think. I rather dislike my dream. Here goes. I can never remember details, but basically I dreamed that someone I know had the ability to turn into a dog; he could morph. Maybe he had some weird disease. Anyway, he was not in good health. He was becoming sicker and sicker everyday. He had to have his back legs amputated. He had a little wheelie thing he would sit on and pull with his front legs. Also, the school was putting on a play. Ms. B was the director, and the play was her idea. She told me I could design and draw all the sets. I don't remember much more. So, happy New Years Eve, everyone! Let's find a picture.

My life is crazy

So, I've been busy, hence the lack of posts. Last night I slept in the front room on a matress; the night before in the family room. You know how I said there was chaos before? That was nothing. Yesterday was absolute pandemonium. Men all over the house. Carpet being ripped up. Furniture EVERYWHERE! (I'm getting a room-makeover as well.) So right now my room is finally blue, and there is finally new carpet everywhere. But to add to the chaos, we got a foot and a half of snow!! Incredible. So tomorrow we're not going to church. Instead we're roasting marshmellows by the fire, and then Kristen, Dad and I are going sledding at Pinon. Today we built a gargantuan snowman. It's pretty remarkable. I'll post pictures soon, but now I need to go eat quishe (sp?). The neighbors made it for us. These past few days have been crazy. I just want to move back in my room already. But, realistically, that won't happen for a few more days, as we still need to do my whole closet (take everything out, put in new wood, paint). I'm realllly looking forward to the big return to Normalcy. Is normalcy a word? I want to see my friends again. I want to sleep in my room again. I actually want school again.

My new camera

Yay, finally blogger is working. I can put pictures now. That's Nellie. The crazy dog. That barfs and pees and poops on the carpet. I do what I'm supposed to! Well, miraculously, she did not do anything bad this time. I just got back. Each time I go over there, I stay longer and longer. TV is addicting...Hey, they told me to watch it while Nellie was outside! So I also got back from taking care of another dog, Janey. Janey is basically an angel. No messes. She just does what she's suppposed to. I also went to Smith's to get 5 cucumbers. Nothing else. Just 5 cucumbers. Hm. So, my house is still in complete dissarray. It's quite frightening. I will probobly have to sleep in the front room for a few days, while my room is painted and carpeted. My house looks like a new house.

Merry Christmas!

I hope everyone is having a wonderful holiday; I know I enjoyed Christmas immensely. I've been pretty busy, what with narrating the Christmas play at my church last night, to opening presents last night, to helping move my parents back into their bedroom today. The house is utter chaos. A few updates to my life: I am currently listening to Love Shack. I am currently friends with Nellie, the dog with scary eyes. She is no longer scared of me; likewise, I am no longer scared of her. I got a digital camera for Christmas. Hopefully in the coming days, I will have more time, so I can post more. And put a picture of Nellie. That I took with my new camera. It's pretty nice, too! It's a Sony. 6 megapixels.

Way cool day

Hm. I can get kinda forgetful (I forgot to post yesterday; I meant to). Basically yesterday was a way cool day. It didn't feel like a Friday. I did stuff in the morning, practiced piano for once, and then I went to Kristen's school. It was amazing to be back in 5th grade. Mrs. Truj is still way nice. We watched a movie, then went outside for recess! It felt awesome to be in elementary school again. Then we had the holiday party. Then I went to A's house, and we all chilled there for a while and listened to music. And played cards. After a few hours I drove home and watched a movie with my sister. At 6, I drove to Nellie's house, which was basically a nightmare. Long story short: I wasted over a half hour trying to get the scary dog out of the bathroom and out into the backyard. I didn't succeed. I got way too frustrated and so I just sped to K's house, where J, S, L, K, and I all opened presents. And watched "What Not to Wear." (Ewww dredlocks!!) And played the piano. And ate cookies and cold pizza. And watched High School Musical. I got home at about quarter til midnight. Well, let me tell you. I would NOT make a good robber. I tried for about 5 minutes to open my stupid possessed front door, but alas it would not work. So I went around back through the gate. But then I almost lost my balance while walking over the thick sheet of ice, and I was carrying a bunch of gifts and my backpack. I continued on and went through the laundry room. Except I tripped over the baby-gate there, thereby freaking out my dog so he yiped and ran out the door. After that loud noise, I lumbered into the house, dropped my stuff with a thud, made my way to my room, collapsed on my bed, and fell asleep. I woke up about 10:30 today. Today was a lot of nothing; it was great. My parents went to Lowe's, and Kris, Dan, and I watched National Treasure. I drew a lot.

What a day.

I cannot beleive that it was just this morning when I last posted. Honestly, it feels like an aeon ago. Today was a roler-coaster ride. I don't even want to talk about school today, because in the scheme of things, it is really trivial and quite unimportant. I want to be concise, yet meaningful in this blog, because I am so full of emotion that I really just need to get just a tad bit out. Let's start with after school. The whole gang hung out at Julie's. We played Cranium (R.E.M.!), ate these crazy wafer cookies, and played dress-up. What a bunch; today was great... Then things took a turn for the worse when I got home. I was in an okay mood, but I got smacked in the face (figuratively of course!!) when I, ahem, took a look at Powerschool. I unleashed my fury, aka I threw back my head, letting an enormous howl escape. I felt cheated. I felt betrayed. But most of all I felt frustrated that my best was somehow not quite good enough. I was in a very bad mood. But things did a complete 180 the moment I stepped outside into the frosty air. See, I'm watching a neighbor's house up the street (a former teacher's house), so I remembered I needed to take care of that. So I stepped out of the house with no coat, no flashlight, and no smile. And I began to think. And with every step I thought harder. See, I was thinking about what I was discussing with friends, that is, when I would be happiest (the whole Mirror of Erised thing...). And I decided, right then and there, that, in spite of everything, I would be happiest the way things are [note: this may sound completely bogus and sprinkled with sugar, but it was my actual thought process, kay??]. I would not want to be richer, because that would make me want more things, make me more and more attached to monatary things, unneccessary luxories. I wouldn't be an only child, because then I'd have no little people to laugh at and make me smile when I need it the most. (Ha ha ha, the punch bowl incident today...classic.) Etc. So all these thoughts ran in my head. I did my job and came back home. And as I was about to come down my steep driveway, I looked up in the sky. And I thought, well, I really had no thoughts at first. I stood and stood and stared up. But then my neck started to hurt, and I was getting cold, and some car drove by, and I didn't want them to think I was crazy, so I headed down the driveway. But then I thought, "That was just too majestic...I know what I'll do." So I went in my backyard and here's what I did. [Another note: Don't try this at home, kids]. I went in my backyard and laid down in the snow and stared up at the stars for a lonnnng time. I started to go numb. And I started to feel very small. And I started to smile. I let my mind wander (because now it can wander wherever the heck it wants to; it doesn't have to concentrate on stupid Precal any more). And it wandered. But then my eye caught a helicopter or plane passing by. So I watched it... and watched it... and then it was gone. And that is kind of in a way how things in life are. When I first saw my grades, I was overwhelmed and it seemed like the end of the world. But even now, the intensity of it is diminishing. Things come and go. Like planes. So, cold yet oddly content, I traipsed into the house, threw off my clothes, and took a steaming hot shower. And to prove to myself how absolutely lucky I am, I turned the water to freezing, and told myself that some people never get hot water, they have to deal with freezing cold water all the time. And they deal; their lives go on. This is incredible. Instead of being bummed now, I'm almost overly content. I am trying out all my cool sparkly pens I got from Alrice today (she was my secret solstice buddy). Here's the snowman I built with my brother yesterday. Kinda sad, really...

Happy winter to all!

2 Hour Delay!!??!!?!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! This isn't supposed to happen! Now what the heck is going to happen to us? We might stay til five. Wow. What a nightmare. There isn't even THAT much snow.

Snow, sweaters, and studying statistics

Snow!!! I’m a bit late in posting, but yep, there’s a snow day, which, all in all, I’m pretty glad about, even though I would have gotten my finals over with. Now at least I can study some more. Though I’m kind of doubting it will do me any good. Wow, that’s weird. Some guy just called my cell phone. The conversation went something like this:

Me: hello?

Guy: BRANDON!

Me: um, I think you’ve got the wrong number.

Guy: Woah, excuse me!

Me: …Sure… bye…

Anyway…now the house is quiet. I’m pretty happy. I just finished typing up my yearbook final. Agh. I just need to get through tomorrow. Then things will be wonderful. I’ll have all of break to draw. And this is kinda crazy: I’m taking care of 4 people’s houses during break. Craazy, man. I’m not looking forward to Nellie, the dog with scary eyes, but other than that things will go okay. I’m very much in need of a break from Pre-cal and Stats, but my other classes are fine. Actually, I’m really looking forward to next semester. But for now I need to concentrate on finishing up this semester. But I think my one consolation tomorrow is that I am, I think, going to ask Ms. B about her little… situation. I was prepared last night to ask her today; I was even going over it in my head. (Wow, what a dork, huh?) It’s still snowing, btw. Absolutely insane. Now, I hope tomorrow there is no delay or cancellation. That could be bad. Well, I’d actually enjoy it immensely if they said “no finals for the last 3 periods.” That would be completely cool, but that is, sadly, quite unlikely. Righto, I had better go now. I think I’m going to put on a sweater, because I’m kinda cold. (I have a t-shirt and jeans on.) I hope it snows like this over break. Think cold thoughts. I'm gonna go in my room, put on a sweater, turn on some music, and study for stats, I guess. Hey! This joke is from my cousin. What did the cover of the graphing calculator manual say?

Caution: Contains graphic images.


Ha ha ha... lame..

By the way, Blogger is being stupid and won't let me post pictures. Things are wonky.

help

Ugh. Everything is going wrong today. I studied for a good chunk of the day, yet I feel it did hardly any good. I'm fighting with my sister and my friends (mostly my sister). My watch broke. I had a killer stich in my side for a good portion of the day. I can't decide if the snow is a good thing or a bad thing. My parents are still gone; they went to some shin-dig. Consequently, Kristen and I have had to watch him... I studied for stats for about 10 minutes... wow, this is insane. I honestly think tomorrow is going to kill me. All I need to do is survive tomorrow. Thurs. is going to be a piece of cake. I should go; my bro's on my lap. Here are a few closing words from him:
vk m v bgh kn .kmmm n jnnnnnnnn bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbcdffffffffc bvgvg hgfd5rrrrrrr5

Yaaayy finals week........

Currently I am iming Julie and listening to music and basically stalling. Ha. An Abba song just came on. Well. Yesterday was just about the weirdest, saddest, funniest, sickest day I’ve had in a very long time. Maybe ever. I might be jumping to conclusions, but this is the only possible explanation for all this evidence all over the web: my favorite teacher married some old guy named Gysbertus Jan. On April 8, 2000. I wigged out. Now, some might call me a stalker, but K is much more of a stalker than me (at least a better one). Speaking of which, that girl totally ditched me for better people. Whatever. Hey, now “Devil Went Down to Georgia” is playing… So I’m actually pretty chill right now, considering I kinda got trampled by that bio test. I.. actually don’t know. That test made me cry; it made me laugh; it made me want to rip out my hair; it made me want to hug someone. It was Chaos. As in PL. Anyway, nothing I can do now about the bio final. So let’s talk about English. I never got to ask her about GJB, but I did give her the card… actually K did… It was cool; everyone signed it. I really wanted to ask her about this man (WHO IS 20 YEARS OLDER THAN HER!), but I didn’t have an opportunity. Ahh, finally my headache is subsiding. And I found my phone. And tomorrow is my easy cheesy day. Good things… good things…Hey, now a Beatles song is playing… and it’s kind of appropriate for this week. (“Help”) Well, let’s see if I can find a picture of this disgusting Norwegian man…

Now, tell me that is not the most disturbing thing you have ever seen.

My life is absolutely crazy. Now I'm gonna go make some chocolate milk, chill with my dog, study stats a little, then go get my brother from school.

Satisfying Saturday

So right now I’m about to go to bed. I just got back from babysitting a cute kid named Ian. He is 3 months old. I had totally forgotten how docile and helpless 3 mo old babies are. Today was spent, well. Let me start from the beginning. I woke up at like 9:15 to the sound of my parents voices as well as Jack and Susan’s voices. (Jack and Susan are the people who are doing the bathroom, which is now almost finished! They are over at the house a lot). So I lay in bed thinking about yearbook stuff for like a half hour, and came up with some pretty cool ideas for drawings. At quarter ‘til 10, I figured I should probably get up, so I bounded out of bed, leaped across the floor, flung open the door, and there was Susan, walking by. I think I scared her. “Good morning,” I said weirdly (I had my retainer in still) and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. And it is extremely weird to take a shower when you know that just inches away is some guy banging around in my parents’ closet. Anyway, I was extremely happy: no piano lessons today. Then I spent hours and hours doing my stupid college hunt, and finally finished. It is 50 some pages long. Wow. Mr. Baca, I hope you’re happy. I just killed a whole bunch of trees, just so I could get a stinking good grade on the stinking final. But I’m pretty happy now… I don’t have to go to the final. And boy, let me tell you, I am NOT going. After that I spent a significant amount of time doing English. I had so much trouble getting started! This essay didn’t flow nearly as well as my previous one, nor as well as I’d hoped. But it is now finished, and that’s what’s important. I need to get, like, above a 40 to get an A in that class; I’m not too worried. What I am worried about (and probably should be) is Pcal, Stats, and Bio. (In order of how much I need to study, bio being the least.) Ick. Even though it seems as if I am completely a “panic-er,” I really am pretty chill. Just gotta study and stuff tomorrow. Well, so then I went to Sara’s house and met her crazy wolf dog with scary eyes. The dog is named Nellie. The dog bit my chin. I don’t really like Nellie. Then I went to go chill with my homie Ian. And I ate a ton of caramel popcorn… Sorry no pics yet! ( I will TRY and get my poor sister to smile… heh heh…) Over and out. Bed, here I come.

I'm @ Yearbook!

Soo. I really am liking this. We're kinda doing nothing right now. I did a few... drawings... and Alrice made the mugs all neat-lookin. So I gotta get together with Alrice over break. So. Basically I'm going home, writing an essay (cuz that's what I want to do the very most), studying for bio a bit, and studying for precal. I guess. This weekend is gonna be total studying. Not even kidding. Simone is reading over my shoulder, so I guess I'll stop. (Besides, the5 bell 5rang.)5

My adventures

Wow, I didn't realize it had been that long since I posted... yikes! But anyway, it is exactly 6:00 AM as I am writing this. I know, I know. I'm crazy. I havn't gotten up this early for school in a lonnng time. This is the first time this school year, I'm pretty sure. I actually woke up at like 5:15. And listened to 15 Years on the radio. Heh. I remember when I used to love that song. Anyway, the point of getting up so ridiculously early is to get to school early. To get my schedule to be a student aid instead of a free-period. But here's basically a few random tidbits of my life from these past few days. Well, "studying" at Julie's was fun...Wow. Pretty interesting, actually. So then yesterday, the actual bio test, was not a very pretty experience. No more test corrections!?! Ahhh! Yeah. If it comes to that, I am pretty dead. Yep. No way around it. So Health was excruciatingly boring as usual. @ lunch I went to Bio/Juggling club. And saw, for the first time in my life, someone juggle 12 balls! It was basically amazing. Then I went to SAT. Wow. Now that was one class period I'll never forget. We played 2 more games. I...can't even describe it. At all. But lets say it involved Nancy showing me how to make a paper crane, me dropping chess pieces on the floor, and me (I'm such a horrible person..) taping a sign that read "White Knight" to the back of one of my fellow students. Basically the class was out of control, and Mr. Baca was cool with it. It was hillarious. Ah, good times...good times...Then when I got home I saw Metal Mouth, aka my sister. Poor Kristen...it's pretty bad. She has like a jaw-expander thing too. I hope she feels better. Then last night I went back to the high school for a soup-supper Advent kinda deal. And there I met a very interesting individual by the name of [dangit I was going to put her full name, because it sounds so perfect. I've only ever called her by her first and last name!] Nora C. She is 7 years old. I was trying to do my homework and she stole my pencil. I took her shoes, threatening to throw them away. I won't go on, but that's basically how my evening continued. I'm sure I had some more interesting stories to relate, but none are coming to mind. So now I'll go eat cereal and stare out the window. I'm excited for school! Even though I'll most likely conk out in the middle of class because I stayed up til 11 or later listening to music and doing stupid precal. K, I'm being bugged; gotta go. "What? What's a blog?" -- my mom.

I'm about to go to bed, because I'm tired and I don't feel very well. I'm overall pleased with this weekend. When I get a chance, I'll scan in my picture of hell. I'm actually pretty pleased with it, though it didn't turn out at all like I originally planned. Ice skating and Quizno's was fun, though the whole commotion with my sister was not very good. Anyway, it wasn't horrible. So I got all my hw done, except a little precal, ooh, and the extra credit. Gotta do that yet. I'm actually extremely excited about tomorrow, because I get to present my song and picture; both I like a lot and both I spent a lot of time on. I did bio (thanks again to Kels who sent it to me!), but probobly completely wrong. Arg, I'm torn. I want to go to bed (I'm really really tired), but I also want to keep listening to Pandora (it's so addicting!) Guess I'll go to bed.

Here's something I found that Shockey would enjoy... (actually it's kind of cool that I coincidentally ran across it). Arg... logs!

Content

Ahhhh. (That was a happy sigh). It's finally Friday. Afternoon. AND it's great because: 1) I survived Stats and actually did okay/good on the test 2) I'm home with just my sister. My parents and brother are in Albuquerque (btw, that is a verrry interesting song. And Julie should listen to the rest of it). They won't be home until like 8 or 9. Yesss! Not much to say except that, despite the mountain of homework, chores, and presents I need to buy, I am very happy and very content. Like, despite my "I hate the world" attitude yesterday, I totally turned my attitude around and made today good. Soo. Now I'm gonna chill, watch some TV (for once) with my sister, listen to music, and maybe practice piano and vacuum. And do my English homework. I'll try and scan it in when I'm done. I'm going to try and draw Milton's rendition of Hell. It will be extremely hard to do it justice, but I'll work on it. It's insane how she sculpts these projects to my liking. See, some people who shall remain nameless don't like her because of all the art we are required to do (or attempt). And that is one of the main reasons I like her and the class in general. So I'll whip out my pencil and try and sketch it. And jam out to pandora. Yeah!!! It's Friday!!!



Me attempting the impossible: trying to put my foot behind my head. I used to be able to do this when I was like, 10...

Unpleasant Circumstances

So I believe K, J and everyone are all at FS right now. And I'm at home. I, sadly, don't feel very well. My head hurts (ha ha not AGAIN!), and my throat does as well. I have a killer amount of hw for the weekend, but that is actually ok, because most of it is SAT (I need to at least START my stupid college hunt) and... English!! She has us do the most amazing things. I basically have to write a song and then make a map/picture of Hell. But as for tomorrow, I'm going to die. Stats. Test. And I really haven't gotten this chapter at all. And in class when I was supposed to be working I was watching Julie draw on Sarah's paper and then listening to Microwave Meal (I <3 it, btw!). And NOW I'm wasting all this precious time messing around doing various unimportant things on the internet. I might just "call in sick" tomorrow. That is, I really need tomorrow and Sat and Sun to do PreCal, Stats (both hw and studying), SAT, and ...English! Honestly. I... dunno. The good thing is that I'm home alone...and home alone= peace and quiet. Not for long though... I think my brother and mom get home sooon. Yikes! I'd better make use of this precious lack of noise while I can! Let's slap on an interesting picture first. Ah, here. This is kind of how I feel:


headache! From all the crap I need to do and also I might be coming down with something.

Beware, it's killer long...

Ahhh. My fingers are tingling and I’m typing about a million words per minute. Actually, I lied. Typing a million words per minute is inhuman. Anyway, my point is that I’m excited to be back here typing again. It’s been, what… 4 days? Yeah. It’s a long involved ridiculously stupid story so I won’t trouble you with it, but basically my …computer rations were severely cut these past few days. In other words, I had basically no computer these past four days. But whatever; I survived. Let’s move on. So. So much to say! I don’t know if I’ll cover it all! I know that I had a lot of things I wanted to say over these past few days, but I foolishly didn’t write any of it down on scraps of paper, thus all of my wonderful fantastic ideas flew out of my brain. Like SIN flew out of SATAN’s brain in PL! I realllllly like that book; it’s pretty much amazing. (And, yes, I do say “amazing” increasingly more often, Kels.) So, a few random thoughts from the day, in no particular order, really. First a list of what I still have to do tonight. Precal’s done so…I need to finish this blog, eat (chicken I believe), take my sister to basketball practice, finish my English, practice piano, and go to Smiths and buy some chocolate, among other boring things not worth mentioning. So. First I’ll do the first thing, which is finish this blog. So where was I? Oh yes. Random snitches and bits and pieces from my day. Well, at Julie’s (Oh drat I forgot to take those diapers from Julie’s house!!), we ate beef jerky, which was quite an interesting experience, as I had never actually eaten it before. I was warming to the taste and the idea of eating this fibery flavored dry…stuff, when Kelsey mentions that it is like eating scabs. I immediately was, er, grossed. Kind of interesting. Speaking of interesting, I saw something interesting. Get ready to be blown away by the absurdity of this. (Actually it’s not actually that great, don’t be too disappointed). So anyway, I was walking to my car (this wasn’t today, it was a few days ago) and I saw a gentleman in his vehicle. He was driving, driving in the opposite direction I was going, so I got a pretty good glimpse of him. And what he was doing. And he was (this middle aged dude with dorky glasses) driving down the road with one hand on the steering wheel, like any normal person. But his other hand was clamped around his nose. The man was driving while holding his nose. Now answer me…why?! If the man was smelling some…horrible odor, he could have easily just opened a window. Or something. Now maybe he had a bloody nose or something. But he’d have a tissue or something. Right? It was just odd; I’ll stop going on about this poor man. So, as for the rest of my day, it was ok. At least it wasn’t really boring. And to stick with that idea of not being boring, I’ll quickly relate my day, only backwards. Oh ho. (Pretty much because first was extremely interesting.) So SAT was okay…we played Jeopardy (our group made a killer comeback; our net score was 0 [and we never actually got into the positive points…]) and then musical chairs, which was more than highly amusing. I thoroughly enjoyed it. So then at lunch, things were kinda crazy; to make a long story short I got a bunch of green highlighter marks all over me, and Afsheen almost hit some lady in the back with the highlighter. Oh boy. Health was okay, not extremely boring. I touched a condom for the first time…even if it was only for a split second when I flung it on Lisa’s desk. (The college student that came to talk to us said everyone had to touch it). She was pretty interesting, more so than Hipwood, I think. Moving on. Or backwards in time. Whichever. Bio was okey dokey. We finished the Calvin cycle. I talked with Mr. Thurston about the origins of the word “discombobulated.” Fun stuff, really. So in English, I got there way early, btw, we read the latter part of book 2. It was quite possibly the most interesting thing I’d ever read (maybe it was the way Ms. Baas passionately read it). For a lot of it, I was in the back of the room hanging up student work. [Sarah told me as I walked by her grinning, “Sherri, I’m going to get you a leash for Christmas, because you are SO the teacher’s pet.”] It was pretty amazing, and I very much agree with Ms. Baas when she said that Milton is a genius, basically. The dude wrote all this gold, in Blank Verse, while he was blind. Honestly. So basically what happens is (this is horrifying and disturbing and gross; maybe that’s why it’s so cool and intriguing): Before Satan and the demons get thrown out of Hell, they’re all sitting around and talking and stuff, and Sin, this pretty woman bursts forth out of Satan’s mind. At first he’s all “Woah! WTF?” but after a while he gets used to Sin. Then he basically, over time, becomes enamored with her, and they, er… have sex. So then she becomes pregnant. Meanwhile, allll the demons are thrown out of Heaven and placed in Hell. Sin is placed at the gateway into/out of Hell. Eventually it comes time for her to give birth, and her offspring gnaws its way out, completely tearing and ripping her entrails. (So her whole bottom half is reconfigured and turned into serpent-like scaly yucky tails). Death, this horrible thing she gave birth to, immediately is born a killer (he’s born holding a dagger). The first thing he does is to chase Sin, his mother, and rape her. Yikes. So she gives birth, day after day after day, to these evil Hell Hounds, who constantly encircle her. Except when they are angry, they go up inside her womb again and start gnawing at her from the inside. Isn’t this CRAZY?? But this is all an allegory, that’s what makes it so amazing. Anyway, this is long enough. But I daresay I should add a few pictures, at least. So here we go. Let’s just hope tomorrow is this interesting. Sigh.


"The Thinker"


Awesome picture taken by Julie.


Another cool picture taken by Julie!

My first December post!

Happy December to all. Today is Sweater Day, by the way. If you're not wearing a sweater, well, you're just not showing true December 1st spirit. Now I'm iming Kels and working on English (what else is new?). Now I'm gonna practice, then Kels and I are going to the Pasta Dinner. I should probobly wash the green target off my forehead first, though. Long story... And another little weird tidbit: my 4 personality letters are ENFP...exactly the same as a friend's... Check out a few cool pieces of art. 2 are mine, and 1 is Paul's. He's the dorkiest person I have ever met, and he's a freshman. But he's so cute in both his speech and mannerisms! Like dorky kid cute. He's nice too. Anyway, here they are:


Me!


this is Paul's!


Eagle!