<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164</id><updated>2012-01-12T17:27:51.808-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='sad'/><category term='poem'/><category term='danna'/><category term='books'/><category term='short'/><category term='grounded'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='LotR'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='new'/><category term='art'/><category term='pray'/><category term='pitiful'/><category term='forum'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='Robbie'/><category term='summer'/><category term='pointless'/><category term='travel'/><category term='philippians'/><category term='memories'/><category term='hiking'/><category term='year'/><category term='simple pleasures'/><category term='dumb'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='spring'/><category term='animation'/><category term='bapa'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='family'/><category term='girl'/><category term='confused'/><category term='tv'/><category term='guns'/><category term='learning'/><category term='work'/><category term='embarrassing'/><category term='sister'/><category term='quizzing'/><category term='young'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='campout'/><category term='moby'/><category term='facebook'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='regret'/><category term='operation'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='peace'/><category term='teen'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='God'/><category term='cartoon'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='goals'/><category term='martial arts'/><category term='bored'/><category term='fall'/><category term='happy'/><category term='geek'/><category term='school'/><category term='joy'/><category term='scary'/><category term='life'/><category term='boring'/><category term='movie'/><category term='rain'/><category term='amazing'/><category term='masterpiece'/><category term='cold'/><category term='dunes'/><category term='church'/><category term='foreigner'/><category term='mental'/><category term='food'/><category term='pathetic'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fun'/><category term='snow'/><category term='health'/><category term='writing'/><category term='love'/><category term='worthwhile'/><category term='u2'/><category term='alcorn'/><category term='stupid'/><title type='text'>blatherskite.</title><subtitle type='html'>this little girl 
will tire of words quickly
but until then
she jabbers on.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8418308348005972731</id><published>2009-12-09T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:36:41.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Kill That Cold.</title><content type='html'>Drink lots and lots of pure water, cold or hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep when you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow your nose when you feel like you want to sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can, encourage sweat.  Wash it off constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash your hands all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Tylenol for aches, sore throat, and headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck on a eucalyptus drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress warmly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8418308348005972731?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8418308348005972731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8418308348005972731' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8418308348005972731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8418308348005972731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/12/kill-that-cold.html' title='Kill That Cold.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-9150327262300196553</id><published>2009-05-05T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:20:27.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worthwhile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>¡Feliz Cinco de Mayo, Amigos!</title><content type='html'>Oh wow, stop the presses, I'm writing!  Er, wait, does that mean I should say "start the presses"?  idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life for the last bit has been fairly routine.  Work, church, crashing at home.  Maybe reading some Shakespeare when I feel like it.  Oh, geez, Hamlet is due tomorrow...better finish it tonight hehe.  It's really really awesome.  I would love to go see the actual play sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shows (although of an altogether different sort), I am going to a Relient K concert on May 30 at the Wonder Ballroom.  I don't think you really realize how much fun that will be for me.  I have been into this band since I was a preteen, and now I'm going to get to see them live.  I know I know, it's just a show, not like meeting them or anything.  But to me it IS a big deal.  And some good friends of mine are going to go with me, so it'll be a fun evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul and Ethan are coming home from college soon!  For Paul it's just a visit, but Ethan will be here all summer.  :)  I hope that there's some overlap time in my and Ethan's Home Depot jobs...that would be so fun to work with him.  Although I think I'm starting to get a little more comfortable talking to the other people working there...I'm not really used to being the "new" person somewhere.  Usually it's "new" people that come to my church, so it's tougher this way.  But guess what: God threw open the door for me to give these people some WORD.  lol but seriously, it's true!  It's not all the time that someone hears you're a Christian, so they say to you, "I'm open to talking about that."  I am so excited but so scared!  I'm not a strong person, so being the one who is supposed to know the answers is intimidating.  But I'm praying, and I would be thankful if you would too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steps for Life is coming up fast.  I hope you can be there, whoever is reading this!  I am so thankful that I got that whole day off work.  It is so important to me to be there, since not enough pro-life people go each year.  That is starting to bother me rather seriously.  Pastor's right: how many people went to Luis Palau's big party?  Thousands.  How many go each year to the Walk for Life?  A few hundred.  What is wrong with our brains....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you've heard of the fashion designer Christa Taylor.  She's a Christian who designs and sells modest, beautiful clothing for women online.  She also has a blog that talks about fashion, current stuff going on, and moral issues.  I saw her at the Steps for Life last year (I didn't introduce myself because I wasn't sure it was her), but I found out that she's going again this year.  Soooo I sent her an e-mail asking if she would maybe do a post on her blog talking about the PRC and the upcoming walk.  She wrote back about three days later saying that "it couldn't hurt!"  I was very happy!  idk how many readers she has in this region, but maybe God will use it somehow.  Either way, I'll be happy to meet her at the walk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-9150327262300196553?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/9150327262300196553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=9150327262300196553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9150327262300196553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9150327262300196553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/05/feliz-cinco-de-mayo-amigos.html' title='¡Feliz Cinco de Mayo, Amigos!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-890580897858020036</id><published>2009-04-24T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:44:22.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps wounds fester for a reason.</title><content type='html'>Writing is often a romanticized form of brooding.  Trade out the normal griping dialect for flowery language and you get a pensive intellectual, rather than a complaining, self-absorbed brat.  Perhaps penning down my thoughts is bad for me.  Maybe it is a way of rationalizing something really pathetic.  This abuses God's gift of words and writing to make it an anesthetic.  I do that.  So, I'm not going to write "poetry" (notice the quotes) about pain for a while--quite a long time.  Maybe this will make me more of a realist.  I still want to blog too, but soul-searching should be done honestly and out of the knowledge of others.  I hope that this doesn't leave my blog too dull and mundane for reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-890580897858020036?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/890580897858020036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=890580897858020036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/890580897858020036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/890580897858020036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/04/perhaps-wounds-fester-for-reason.html' title='Perhaps wounds fester for a reason.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8812843793316516174</id><published>2009-04-21T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T01:04:20.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erp</title><content type='html'>Remind me to post sometime. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8812843793316516174?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8812843793316516174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8812843793316516174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8812843793316516174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8812843793316516174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/04/erp.html' title='erp'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5527366500703101917</id><published>2009-03-09T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:00:01.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>A Good Day.</title><content type='html'>Today Jeff came over...twice!  :)  The second time he came over he drove his motorcycle, which was kinda cool.  I have kind of gotten used to the idea of a motorcycle being a feasible means of transporation, but when he drove away I still felt a little scared and uttered a short prayer.  So, yes, it still seems dangerous to me.  But it is ooookay.  I will not worry about it...-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, when he was here, we destroyed some stuff in the backyard.  First we pulled apart that old, broken couch swing.  That was pretty easy, so we worked on the playhouse.  Yes, the playhouse is completely obliterated.  I won't lie; I'm a little sad about that.  I have some fun memories with that thing, and I know that the little kids will miss it when they come over in the summer.  But it's okay, at least it gave Jeff something to ax down!  hehe he was laughing when he saw how fearful I was of that ax.  Come to think about it, he was laughing at me the whole evening!  Oh well, I suppose I make an entertainingly dumb sight oftentimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in my writing class, I was assigned to write something that is my favorite memory.  I had two choices in my head that I bounced back and forth between.  I finally chose Bible quizzing, which has had a profound and very positive impact on my life, mostly in the way of relationships.  If there was one time I could ever go back and relive, that would be it.  With almost nothing done differently.  Isn't it rare how often that happens!  Even the best memories will sometimes have something that you wish you could go back and fix.  It's a treasure when something is a blessing from God from beginning to end, no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that was runner-up was actually an evening I had this last campout.  Jeff, Bek, me, and Jason all went out and talked on the docks.  I got to lie down and watch the stars during that time, and it was really good conversation.  I'd hung out with Jeff before, but never really gotten to know anything all that deep.  It felt good to be able to have a conversation with someone that is completely serious, but still really enjoyable.  And of course I loved talking to Bek.  I don't get to see her all that often, only once a year usually.  She's more mature than a lot of people give her credit for, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be in bed right now.  I'm not tired.  But I will go to sleep now, because I know that I'll be zonked in the morning if I don't. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5527366500703101917?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5527366500703101917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5527366500703101917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5527366500703101917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5527366500703101917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-jeff-came-over.html' title='A Good Day.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-415484961885973883</id><published>2009-02-28T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:30:46.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.  My mind is both full and empty.  I have so much to say, but nothing to write.  Does that make sense?  I have asked that question often for the past day or so, both to others--or other singular, if you want to be technical--and myself.  The answer is usually "..............&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt;."  And that is what I answer myself as well.  A little post on the internet isn't really the best place to start it all up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are having coffee with the Jones family.  Lily is reading Inkdeath.  The whole house is dark.  Well, except for that light in the kitchen.  Maybe I should do something.  I guess I'll go pick out my clothes for tomorrow?  Booooring but I have to do it some time anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-415484961885973883?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/415484961885973883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=415484961885973883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/415484961885973883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/415484961885973883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8529665174053224855</id><published>2009-02-21T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:14:33.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Trapezii.  I feelz dem.</title><content type='html'>I haven't been on a computer in two days, and I didn't miss it at all!  Yesterday morning we went over to the Sires/Naish house and did some moooooving!  I actually really enjoyed it, my muscles are pretty sore (in the good way).  After a beautiful day, we left mid-afternoon to get me to the library.  I shelved for two hours , then went back to Jeff's house for some more moving!  Then I went to Meymey's house for a sleepover.  Well, actually we went to the Potts house till like 1:30 or so.  Elder Dave helped Mike with their bathroom while we sat around (except for the bathroom run/Doritos coveting trip to Fred Meyer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we started out at Permapost wheeeee.  Not all that exciting, but I learned that dancing with a vacuum can be rather fun when one puts in their earphones. :P  We then went over to Jeff's again, which is pretty much where we spent the rest of the day.  Megan, Janelle, and I packed up the kitchen; Jordan and Bill washed out the nasty fridge; Drew and Jeff put up sheet rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this sounds not all that great, but I really had a great time.  I mean, come on: I spent like a day and a half with some of my best friends, just a really good feeling.  Of course, there was the whole episode tonight...ugh.  I suppose if I get into it again, I'll just get me and certain readers of this frustrated all over again.  But let me clarify that any anger I felt (or still feel, actually) is tempered by the fact that I still love them and always will.  I hope you feel the same...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote today.  I did!  It's a four-stanza poem, and it's been in my back pocket since this afternoon.  It's not half bad...okay, yes it is half-bad.  But I think it's half-good too.  Maybe just because it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;, but I feel better about my "ability" to write now that I have something down on paper.  Maybe someday I'll start putting my real writing on this blog; it's all stashed away somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8529665174053224855?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8529665174053224855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8529665174053224855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8529665174053224855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8529665174053224855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/trapezii-i-feelz-dem.html' title='Trapezii.  I feelz dem.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-9137283995129491135</id><published>2009-02-17T14:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:31:44.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Forelorn</title><content type='html'>I finish school very quickly these days.  Makes me feel not as bad about starting really late in the mornings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking last night and talking with Lily about my writing.  Writing used to be my lifeblood.  I would wake up in the middle of the night and grab a notebook, writing in the dark if I had to, just to get a great idea down on paper.  I would transfer whatever was jumbling my feelings into something coherent on paper.  Writing was like therapy for me, I guess.  But now...it feels like an estranged friend.  Someone that you miss because you haven't seen them in forever.  Then one day you call them up and say, "Hey, let's get together."  But when you sit down with them at the coffee shop, you just keep thinking to yourself, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not know this person. What happened to our friendship? Is it even possible to bring it back?&lt;/span&gt;  This is how I feel about my writing.  Like I lost my connection to it.  Was I lying to myself back when I thought I had potential?  Or did I waste it all, and now it's gone forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has come to my mind as lately I have been having different conflicting thoughts.  I want to work it all out and be able to look at it objectively in writing.  Or maybe, if I'm honest with myself, I'll admit that I just want to romanticize it away and make my own confusion sound noble in a poem.  But then there's the conflict.  I am trying--well, maybe this branches into territory that would be better kept to myself.  Like I said previously, I'm going to dam up the river of complaints to you guys.  Sound good to you?  It does to me.  Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Skillet?  They are an amazing band.  Christian band too!  It's sort of rare that I find a Christian band that has talent...not saying that to disparage worship songs, of course!  It's just that, in the words of one singer, "Whatever the secular guys were making yesterday, that's what the Christians are making today."  It's sadly true.  It all sound the same.  All sounds like cool-guy posers who want to reconcile their Christian audience to a mainstream audience.  That's why I like it when I find a genuinely God-fearing group that just MAKES MUSIC.  They just let their love of Christ flow into a beautiful outlet called rock music.  Here's one of their songs:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-1Vo7NOpKoE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more I really want to learn to ice skate.  Just the gliding along is a great feeling...imagine what it must be like to own the ice with your skates!  The combination of speed, grace, and working your butt off is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-9137283995129491135?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/9137283995129491135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=9137283995129491135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9137283995129491135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9137283995129491135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/forelorn.html' title='Forelorn'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2879640121684496767</id><published>2009-02-14T20:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:57:44.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Lily likes Sour Sixteen</title><content type='html'>Today was Valentine's Day.  But more importantly, it was Lily's birthday party!  We went to the ice rink, which was surprisingly un-packed.  I am not by any means good at ice skating, but I still had fun.  And I didn't fall down, so that's something!  Afterwards we went to Megan's house for some ice cream and Bill's presents.  The Loynes family and I all pitched in and got Lily a very nice airsoft gun, which she definitely liked.  Perfect timing too: Loyneses are having an airsoft war pretty soon.  Even if I have to borrow one, I am going to be there.  Airsoft is amazingly fun, even for someone with no shooting skills like me.  So now Lily is 16, and I'm 18.  Is anyone else seriously freaked out by that fact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes my fourth post in a row that is ridiculously short.  I'll get back into normal posting soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2879640121684496767?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2879640121684496767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2879640121684496767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2879640121684496767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2879640121684496767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/lily-likes-sour-sixteen.html' title='Lily likes Sour Sixteen'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6887238098037811686</id><published>2009-02-12T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:35:14.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry guys...</title><content type='html'>I'm sure it was pretty irritating for me to dump a bunch of WAAAmbulance on you the other day.  It was mostly for my own benefit, but I'll try to be more reserved in the future. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6887238098037811686?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6887238098037811686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6887238098037811686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6887238098037811686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6887238098037811686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-guys.html' title='Sorry guys...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-9030584616434951744</id><published>2009-02-10T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:04:35.243-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>In Which Emily Continues to Be a Huge Pain to Everyone, Including Herself.</title><content type='html'>I swear, I want to take it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the five conscious hours since hanging up, it already has been killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it might be too late, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-9030584616434951744?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/9030584616434951744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=9030584616434951744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9030584616434951744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9030584616434951744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-which-emily-continues-to-be-huge.html' title='In Which Emily Continues to Be a Huge Pain to Everyone, Including Herself.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-311246225786720302</id><published>2009-02-09T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:15:50.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.O</title><content type='html'>I've rehearsed a billion times.&lt;br /&gt;Thought it through backwards and frontwards.&lt;br /&gt;Prayed hard.&lt;br /&gt;Convinced my own mind.&lt;br /&gt;Let the hurt come, in hopes that it might burn away my confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still say nothing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-311246225786720302?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/311246225786720302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=311246225786720302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/311246225786720302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/311246225786720302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/oo.html' title='O.O'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5920777531535647684</id><published>2009-02-06T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T10:49:49.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>"It's my-ee aighteenth birthday-ee tuhday-ee!"</title><content type='html'>Although I hate that character (and was sort of glad when she died...I'm a spiteful creature!), I've been saying that line all day and will continue to chant it till tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that today is my eighteenth birthday!  Daddy took me out to breakfast eeearrly (I got up at 5:15 and we got to the restaurant at 6:00), where we had a very nice talk.  He gave me a gift card to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;/span&gt;, which OF COURSE I was very excited about!  It was Cindy's day off, though, so I didn't get free fruit or anything. :(  When I got home, Mom gave me some num-nums and tasty juice!  Grandma gave me a sweater that is pretty much the softest thing ever.  I love my family so very very much (this is not because they give me stuff on my birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complained, both to others and myself, yesterday about how I really thin that eighteen is too old for me.  Not that I am not ready to face up to life (okay, well maybe I'm not, but I'm getting there), but I really ought to be considered as an adult now.  Yet, I know I will not be unless I act and think like one.  Do I want to?  I believe that I do.  It's just a slightly difficult transition for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have library work today, and Megan's picking me up afterwards.  We, along with Mishmash and Danna, are going to have a really weird slumber party that I am quite positive will result in extreme sleepiness the next day at Courtney's concert.  240 milligrams of caffeine is something that I am quite interested to learn the effects of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of concerts, did I tell you guys yet about that concert coming up?  On March 22, Jeremy Camp, MercyMe, Hawk Nelson, and Tenth Avenue North are coming here.  Best part is, there's no advance purchases of tickets.  Just show up at the door and give them $10!  I really want to go, and I think that if we get together a big enough group, it could happen...yes it's on a Wednesday, but I never ever miss Wednesday nights.  I think that I can be absent just once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danna told me on Wednesday that I am very open on my blog.  Funny, I always thought that I was rather reserved to what I'm really feeling...I think that certain blogs, which write mostly in secretive allegories, can be more enlightening into the inner thoughts than mine.  This is because if you know what you're looking for, it's not that hard to decipher what someone really means by supposed random type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Coralynn yesterday!  I have to admit, all the crazy cooing that Michelle and Marinda have been doing over that kid is not over-the-top at all.  She's so adorable!  Her eyes are enormous, and she's super chubby.  Chubby babies are fun to poke.  I was quite entertained yesterday by staring her down intensely; I think I either intrigued or disturbed her.  Or even better, both! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is worse: to be absolutely sure of something, but change your mind several times, or to admit that you really don't know for sure what you think yet--and keep people in the dark as to what you really feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is getting really long.  Meh, I'm too lazy to go get it cut hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5920777531535647684?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5920777531535647684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5920777531535647684' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5920777531535647684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5920777531535647684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-my-ee-aighteenth-birthday-ee-tuhday.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s my-ee aighteenth birthday-ee tuhday-ee!&quot;'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8571932230813347345</id><published>2009-02-02T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:45:05.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days have not been stellar.  Well, there have been bright spots, but overall I feel like there hasn't been too much yay going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my Saturday lounging about and doing a small amount of shopping until 5:30, when we had dinner with the Parks.  That was nice, until Jordan and Michelle got into drilling me with questions and giving "advice."  The advice they gave soon turned into code talk between them about something or other that has to do with me, but I can't know about it.  Ugh.  I spent the next 24 hours trying to understand what they were hinting about, to no avail.  I'm not even going to think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan ditched the first couple hours of Potts Night for a Superbowl party, but I can't hold that against her.  We held our own quite well without her there, as a matter of fact; Jeff's debate topic really got me thinking.  It's rather shocking to myself when I realize that something I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thought &lt;/span&gt; I had analyzed thoroughly turns out to be (most likely) a preconceived idea that really doesn't have a lot of solid, Biblical basis.  I'm not sure if the discussion is put off for a further time or if I need to wave the white flag right now...we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a jumble of Emily being a brat, Mom being a whiner, and Lily being incomprehensible.  That makes a very nasty tasting stew!  Oh well, we're not arguing now, so that's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday, Megsie is hopefully going to spend the night here, but the next day is still hazy.  I was planning on having a bowling party, then going to my house for pizza and stuff...but I really don't know.  Courtney has a concert that day, and I really want to be there to vote for her and stuff.  That is at one o'clock, and I don't know how long it goes to.  There's a bowling alley really close to that, but I checked the prices (it would be cosmic bowling at that time), and it costs quite a lot.  Ridiculous really. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get a thought in my head, saying "Why can't they just leave me alone?" Is that wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8571932230813347345?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8571932230813347345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8571932230813347345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8571932230813347345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8571932230813347345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-few-days-have-not-been-stellar.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6611009945306590722</id><published>2009-01-30T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:18:21.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LotR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>I Hope I Challenge Me</title><content type='html'>Today I went to a meeting at the library.  It was really weird.  Out of about fifteen people, I was the only person there under the age of 20.  I met some nice people, and learned a lot about how the library works and where it is going, but I was by far the dumbest person there.  I did contribute a little, though.  My discussion group was on "Diversity" (yes, I volunteered for that group, don't kill me) and I did help somewhat with brainstorming how to integrate that into the county's library system.  The biggest thing I got from this meeting was how much the staff loves the library as much as the patrons.  They truly are happy to be working there and enthusiastic about making it a better place.  I did get a little choked up when I realized that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;could be me...and I'm not taking it.  I know that God's plan is the right plan, and that's what I really want, but I've never felt so inspired to WORK HARD as the times when I see what librarians can do and get to do.  I feel a little like I'm missing out.  But not enough to pursue that when I know I won't have time for a career and still be dedicated to my future family.  Not a lot of careerist homeschool moms out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is coming up.  I think I'm going to just have us go bowling; does that sound okay to you?  This will be my last birthday party, in fact I feel too old for it now.  But I might as well have one for my eighteenth and then be done with that.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is dinner at the Parks house.  A few months ago, this would've brought a huge smile to my face and lots of ideas of what Michelle and I can do while I'm there to have crazy fun and maybe finagle a sleepover afterwards. ^^  But now it's different somehow...I don't know that either of us have changed all that much, but--well I take that back.  One of us or both must've changed somehow for me to feel like our friendship is different.  Maybe it's a part of growing up; Michelle is still very much a teenager and living life in the moment.  I do that too, but I think that parts of me are starting to become the person I will be for my whole life.  In a week I'll be legally an adult.  Isn't it time I start thinking like one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Two Towers &lt;/span&gt;soundtrack from the library today.  It's immense.  The quality of the disk is crap, though (of course it is, it's from the public library), so it's hard to get into the more emotional parts when you have a "tch tch tch" going in the background constantly. -_-  Speaking of Middle-Earth, I started &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Silmarillion &lt;/span&gt;today.  It's from the First Age, which is thousands of years before the Third Age, in which the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt; takes place.  So far it's interesting; I think I just love having a book to hold and call my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, when I went to my bookshelf to get it (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Silmarillion)&lt;/span&gt;, I saw in front of my books someone had put a picture frame.  Not really a big thing, it was probably in the way somewhere and got stashed the first place seen.  But in the picture frame was a photo of Noah.  Even after three months of being resigned to having lost these friends of mine, it broke open anew.  I wept for Noah, I wept for Melinda.  When will I be able to get past this, if even now it draws tears?  I can sort of see how people get loathe to make new friendships or become close to someone, when having them ripped away from you is one of the most painful experiences I can even think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see my bedroom floor.  That is a big deal if you know my room.  o.O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6611009945306590722?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6611009945306590722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6611009945306590722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6611009945306590722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6611009945306590722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hope-i-challenge-me.html' title='I Hope I Challenge Me'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-9117415430555261522</id><published>2009-01-26T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:08:53.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>To Keep Above Water</title><content type='html'>So yaaaaay I'm posting.  When I should be doing school, especially since I took a break midway through the school day to go to the movies hehe.  I went to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inkheart &lt;/span&gt;with Lily...I think Ethan's tee shirt sums it up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=986017&amp;amp;op=7&amp;amp;o=global&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=824461257&amp;amp;id=724350670&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. -_- Since I don't think any of you guys have read the book, it would be pointless for me to point out all the flaws of this film, so I'll spare you...I guess it was just cool to do something with just Lily for once.  Although I embarrassed her horribly (of course) during the previews before the movie by singing random lalala's during silent moments and clapping gleefully during the Cartoon Network commercial.  She was sufficiently mortified. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday there was a surprise birthday party for Marinda.  We went to the beach and then back to her house.  It was a good time; I think Marinda was blessed a lot that we thought of her (or rather Michelle did and got us in on it...anyway). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to write a current events editorial this week.  Any ideas of a big deal topic I can "imo" on?  I'm so sick of reporting on the newest mess-up President Obama is doing to "save" America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question that has been bouncing around in my head for a while: why are many atheists moral?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-9117415430555261522?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/9117415430555261522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=9117415430555261522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9117415430555261522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9117415430555261522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-keep-above-water.html' title='To Keep Above Water'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7510597637302971039</id><published>2009-01-16T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:12:59.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LotR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I finally got back into my library work.  They put me on light duty because Kathy, the volunteer coordinator, is super afraid of me breaking my stitches.  So I sat and stamped WITHDRAWN on books for two hours.  Nothing special in that, but I got to meet a lady named Jeanne (pronounced Jeanie).  I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; got to share the gospel with her.  We started talking about church, since I mentioned that I go.  I asked if she goes to church, and she said no.  I asked if she believes in God, and she said yes.  Seemed like an open door, right?  Well, as soon as I decided to take the conversation beyond that, she sort of--politely--shut it down with a "yeah" and bent closely over her work. :(  She was really nice, though, and I was glad to have met her.  Maybe someday I'll be able to seriously talk to her about God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy (aforementioned coordinator) has invited me to be in a meeting which will help give directional ideas to the whole county's library programs!  She looked at the types of demographics they want, and noticed homeschooler on the list.  So now I get to go to a meeting and discuss what the future of the library should be in our area!  Who knows how much I'll be able to contribute, but it's exciting nonetheless.  And she told me that it can go on my resume. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one more LotR installment, and then we're done.  I'm quite prepared to keep a box of Kleenex nearby for the more emotional moments. Both :'( and :').  RotK was the first movie that made me :').  I wonder if the other three watching with me will get teary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pilgrim's Progress.&lt;/span&gt;  What a wonderful book!  The theology is much deeper than I imagined it to be.  And even though it was written hundreds of years ago, the parallels to the Christian life is absolutely relevant and precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my entire brain, there are probably millions of thoughts bumping around.  The hard part is deciding which ones to pull out and analyze for all to see...maybe I'll pull a Jeff and be secretive whilst telling people I'm being secretive. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7510597637302971039?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7510597637302971039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7510597637302971039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7510597637302971039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7510597637302971039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-finally-got-back-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-813086482151474543</id><published>2009-01-13T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:07:35.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philippians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>My hair looks nasty!</title><content type='html'>I haven't brushed it yet today and I look like a cavewoman lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to do the impossible in writing class...write a positive paragraph about Barack Obama.  It was painful.  But thankfully, I got to undo all that in a second paragraph that squashes him flat! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished Fellowship of the Ring yesterday.  Twin Towers is next! ;) hehe Jeff.  I'm getting grumpier and grumpier all the time thinking about Megsie having an 8-5 job. -_- It's not what I would have done. Oh well, she's happy about it, so that's all that matters, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finger  can almost bend all the way now!  Not quite, but by the time I get the stitches out next week, I'll be a-ok! *knock on wood*  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the Ladies' Christmas Party.  Yes, I know it is January.  But with all that yucky snow (OH THAT'S RIGHT I said yucky) last month, we never got to have it.  :(  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been assigned to write a summary of Philippians.  Today I started on the first chapter, and it stuck out to me how much Paul absolutely LOVES those people!  Such an admonishment to me; I mean, I love you guys to death, but read this:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=philippians%201;&amp;amp;version=50;&lt;br /&gt;That's real love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is driving me insane. But I guess that means I should read Philippians 1 again, right? &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-813086482151474543?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/813086482151474543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=813086482151474543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/813086482151474543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/813086482151474543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-hair-looks-nasty.html' title='My hair looks nasty!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5302720193162294864</id><published>2009-01-10T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:18:03.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiking'/><title type='text'>Emily is Boring Today :'(</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was moping that I wouldn't have any fun on the weekend with my friends.  So guess what?  I got an email from Michelle this morning asking if I wanted to go hiking with them?  Sounds great right?  Well, of course, you know me; I said no. :(  I know, I suuuuck.  But geez guys, can't you be a little more creative in your plans than two hikes in one week?  Because you know that you'll never get me to go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my finger is going numb.  Kind of freakin' me out, but Mom said don't worry about it.  So I won't.  8(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched (on Youtube) one or two episodes of a reeeaaaally old TV show called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21 Jump Street.&lt;/span&gt;  The show itself was ehh.  Kinda average quality, but there is one big reason I lurved it.  Can you guess? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, instead of going hiking, it seems I'll be running around town doing errands and stuff with my mom today.  Sounds boring, right?  Might not be.  idk, I think I like my family more these days.  Bill and I get along better (for the most part), Mom has her ups and downs, and Dad is much more gentle. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sent in an email to Michelle this idea: since I'm rejecting the whole hiking thing, do you guys want to come over here after the hike and hang out/get some food?  I can't guarantee what time would be okay, since Michelle hasn't emailed me back yet saying if she likes the plan.  Once I hear from her, I'll try to figger what time would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotta go take a shower and do some chores.  I think I better cool my amount of computer time for a while here...Mom is getting pretty whiny about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5302720193162294864?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5302720193162294864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5302720193162294864' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5302720193162294864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5302720193162294864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/emily-is-boring-today.html' title='Emily is Boring Today :&apos;('/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-461198735630589845</id><published>2009-01-08T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:40:12.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='operation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Szechuan BURNING</title><content type='html'>Mom brought home the leftover Szechuan chicken and it's burning my lips like crazy! 8(  Oh well, at least the dinner I made at HOME was good.  Pasta alfredo with mushrooms. Yummy stuff (even though Lily said it was yucky). ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bandage is off my finger, and now I'm looking at a nasty jagged line of stitches.  Plus the finger is swelling up.  Plus there's a couple weird bluish spots. I guess you probably didn't want to know about my creepy finger problems...sorry. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school was super-easy again, which I'm guessing it will be tomorrow too.  Maybe these stitches aren't so bad after all. :)  I'm counting down to the END of this school year...which means the end of high school!!! :D That's very exciting for me.  Homeschooling has been a great experience, but it's starting to get to me.  Being cooped up for so long can make a person crazy...jk (mostly).  We already know that my fall into madness came quite a while ago, so the damage is done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad went to dinner with the Gottwalds, who they hadn't seen for quite a while.  Pray for Mike; his cancer is getting pretty advanced.  Pray that he would find comfort in the Lord during his time left here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were at dinner, I listened to a lot of music and chatted on Facebook with Jeff for most of the evening.  That was pretty fun; now he's going to Albertsons so I'm here blogging...Bill also got a little crazy.  She talks so funny online. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're going to try to do something for a going-away type thing for Greg and Ethan on Sunday.  I'm sorta counting on Ben reading this, since I forgot to call him today.  And Jeff, you're invited too.  Since you guys basically make up the extent of my readership (except for Washingtonians), I'll put the invite up here: we don't really know what we're doing yet, but we might hang out at my house or go to Park Lanes or something.  Whatever we do, it won't be expensive. :) Do you want to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are so cold...breathing on them doesn't help. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed off some piano music for Bill today.  I got her Ice Dance, You Raise Me Up, and her favorite song...Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger!  I hope she learns Ice Dance...Edward Scissorhands is one of the best movies ever. (Obligatory watch-with-someone-who-knows-the-scene-to-skip comment...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sing me a song.  I have Poker Face stuck in my head, and I think I've had about enough "mu-mu-mu-mah" for one day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-461198735630589845?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/461198735630589845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=461198735630589845' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/461198735630589845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/461198735630589845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/szechuan-burning.html' title='Szechuan BURNING'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7532822353153845295</id><published>2009-01-06T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:35:28.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='operation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year'/><title type='text'>Hard to Type, Sorry.</title><content type='html'>It feels kinda good to be posting again.  Except that typing is still really hard with this atrocious strap thingy around my finger.  I take the bandage off in the morning, so hopefully I'll be free as a bird with my fingers!  One upside to all this though--I got five more phone calls than I normally get!  Which makes a grand total of five phone calls. And two of them were from the doctor's office.  And one person didn't even ask how I as doing. :/ hehe.  But I'm not bitter. ;) But guess what pretty much made my day?  Michelle, Marinda, and Tami all came over and gave me juice and cookie dough!!!  I love juice!  That's a heads-up: if you ever are forced to get me something, and you can't think of anything, get me some nice box or bottle of juice. Yummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle wrote a fancy-schmancy poem with magnetic poetry on my fridge.  Something about rain drops journeying through the wood...I wrote a poem with magnetic poetry too, and it's much better. *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People freeze and fall dead&lt;br /&gt;In my refrigerator."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha think? Uuuuhhh I think I must've been a little loopy, because I was literally lying on the floor laughing after I wrote that.  Not really that funny now that I look at it.  But yeah, they're sweet sisters.  I love my church family so very very much.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ditched on a hike for tomorrow.  Sorry guys, but it's just not my thang.  Maybe someday when I get all fit and amazing super-woman or something.  But have fun anyways! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I start blogging again, I want other people to blog too.  I like reading about the lives of my friends, as everyone has their own writing style and viewpoint of events.  Plus it seems to be easier to be open about yourself on a blog.  Not that that's always a good thing. X( Ugh but that's another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're not on Facebook, I'm going to post a link on here that I posted there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://fiveprime.org/flickr_hvmnd.cgi?search_type=Tags&amp;amp;photo_number=100&amp;amp;photo_type=250&amp;amp;noform=t&amp;amp;quicksearch=1&amp;amp;sort=Interestingness&amp;amp;textinput=castle+france&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see these.  In person.  A pipe dream, but maybe someday...and yes I know that a lot of these are Photoshopped. Don't matter to me none, I bet they're even better in real life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there's my first REAL post of the new year.  The commenting is the fun part!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7532822353153845295?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7532822353153845295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7532822353153845295' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7532822353153845295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7532822353153845295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/hard-to-type-sorry.html' title='Hard to Type, Sorry.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3469655071021314576</id><published>2009-01-05T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:05:52.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>...maybe?</title><content type='html'>It's a new year.  Can't say a new me for sure.  I think it's time I started blogging again.  Life has changed in many ways, even since the last post here in September. I have to confess that it's not really good ways, for the most part.  But that is neither here nor there; what matters is that I am still alive and ready to talk your ears off again, if you're ready to listen. Sorry for my choppy writing style; I have a bandage/cast thing on my finger that makes typing really slow and difficult. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thank you to the "Anonymous" of my last post who encouraged me to start blogging again.  I'm happy to see that there's at least one person who is checking up on me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3469655071021314576?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3469655071021314576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3469655071021314576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3469655071021314576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3469655071021314576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2009/01/maybe.html' title='...maybe?'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2665891984024462317</id><published>2008-09-27T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:56:56.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fare thee well!</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to take a hiatus from blogging. This could be a short one, but I'm thinking probably quite a while. I will almost definitely come back someday, though....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2665891984024462317?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2665891984024462317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2665891984024462317' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2665891984024462317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2665891984024462317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/fare-thee-well.html' title='Fare thee well!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-93270298220592981</id><published>2008-09-24T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:51:29.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, then another post. My last post is rather jammed with comments. I'll finish that conversation (for the moment) with this: you guys both know him, but unless you think outside the box you won't get it. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished school super early today. Like, before 1:00! At first I was like, "Wow, this is nice, more time to just do stuff." Then my mom kicked me off the computer, my writing skills jumped out the window, and so here I am again back on the comp. Waiting to leave for the LIBRARY! I love that place. Makes me smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the doctor tomorrow for an MRI on my finger. Never had one of those before, (the MRI, not the finger) so that should be interesting. The only thing I know so far is that I'm not allowed to wear any metal. Aw, durn, gotta take out all my facial piercings. jk don't got none of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, same day, I'm going to the Teen Library Council meeting. Dad's convinced it's going to be an Obama indoctrination hour, but I think it looks pretty harmless. Basically just planning stuff like a reading week or a field trip. I will probably be the oldest kid there, but I hope it's not going to be just junior high kids...and one senior. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh guess what!!!!!! I got an email back about volunteering at the library fo shiz! I have a meeting on Monday morning to figger out a schedule of volunteer hours for me. I'm really REALLY happy about this. If anybody's got to get some books for something or other, make sure you come talk to me! I can wait to put books in shelves, help people find stuff, and "sh!" all the obnoxious children. hehehe not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in writing class I was supposed to write the best compliment someone has ever given me. I finally settled on something Bama said a year or so ago, but it was rather disconcerting how long I had to think before I remembered someone saying something nice about me. No worries, though, I'll be a great, mature person in the future to make up for it. Or as close as someone like me can get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eep* I think I just smeared eyeliner all over my nose. Durnit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-93270298220592981?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/93270298220592981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=93270298220592981' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/93270298220592981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/93270298220592981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-then-another-post.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5114003564833475293</id><published>2008-09-22T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:50:41.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Ain't No Other Man (it's a survey, you should try it lol)</title><content type='html'>THE RULES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4: The Neverland Rule: Write down whatever snarky returns come to your mind afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm Amazed (possibly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?&lt;br /&gt;Orphans (aaaah noooo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy) (uummm maybe I guess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah (I wish I did)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;Why Does It Always Rain on Me? (oh yes this does fit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere Only We Know (that's stupid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Jet (well do you?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;100 Years (ahahaha that's just what it feels like mom!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Superman (It's Not Easy) (lol no but it's a good answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;Last Goodbye (huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Aah (hahaha that's interesting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Emily (omg rofl!!! No I'm not in love with myself...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Violet Hill (deep? or lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;I Will Buy You a New Life (hopefully maybe no yes perhaps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Jump Around (WTH LOL!!! that isn't exactly what I think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ya! (OMG YES I WILL TOTALLY!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;My Love (ummm ok then. Not sure about that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Chicks Dig It (aaaahahaha some of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't No Other Man (well then ok I will)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5114003564833475293?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5114003564833475293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5114003564833475293' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5114003564833475293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5114003564833475293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/aint-no-other-man-its-survey-you-should.html' title='Ain&apos;t No Other Man (it&apos;s a survey, you should try it lol)'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-4285117982418156756</id><published>2008-09-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:08:47.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>My Goals for the next Decade.</title><content type='html'>Okay, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have my driver's permit.&lt;br /&gt;be an expert on something.&lt;br /&gt;be nice to Lily.&lt;br /&gt;get in shape.&lt;br /&gt;be a good cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 years:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work with books.&lt;br /&gt;have a driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;go on a road trip.&lt;br /&gt;be a bridesmaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 years:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married with kids.&lt;br /&gt;maybe doing some writing.&lt;br /&gt;have something published.&lt;br /&gt;have an active ministry in my church.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-4285117982418156756?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/4285117982418156756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=4285117982418156756' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4285117982418156756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4285117982418156756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-goals-for-next-decade.html' title='My Goals for the next Decade.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2243162352187637136</id><published>2008-09-15T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:47:41.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isn't it ironic that after a whole summer of complaining that there isn't enough to do, I get bombarded by stuff to do after school starts! I've been pretty much hanging out with people nonstop this weekend! Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I went horseback riding twice on Saturday, and that spells one thing for today: S-O-R-E. :'( But it was totally worth it. The ride on Saturday was even slightly dangerous, which of course means way more fun to talk about later. The horses decided right near the end, "Oh, look, we're almost done. Let's break into a gallop and ditch these suckers holding the reigns!" So the horse I was riding, Cheyenne, who'd done nothing the entire ride but plod and eat blackberries, broke out full stride. I almost ended up under her hooves, but thankfully as soon as I fell to the ground she stopped moving. And brave little me got back on the horse and rode to the stable! Yay I proud of myself for surviving. Zack lost one of his shoes haha.&lt;br /&gt;After reviewing all the comments on my last post, I think Megan is right. What I was feeling was basically a form of selfishness. I still worry about the matter quite a bit, but I have no right to act like I have been. I really must learn to handle my own problems instead of complaining to everyone else about it. I'm sorry....&lt;br /&gt;I should quit this and go back to school; I'm not quite finished for the day. BUT I don't want to quite yet! *stalling for time*&lt;br /&gt;Does this ever happen to you: you figure something out about yourself or something that relates to you, and then you start telling people. You find out that everybody else already knew it! It's bizarre sometimes how oblivious the most central people are to the goings-on around them. Does this make sense or am I a blithering idiot?&lt;br /&gt;My writing class had me make a list of all my goals for one year, five years, and ten years from now. It was very fun, maybe I'll post it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2243162352187637136?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2243162352187637136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2243162352187637136' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2243162352187637136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2243162352187637136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/isnt-it-ironic-that-after-whole-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2667496140703969456</id><published>2008-09-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T10:29:41.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pathetic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>The Forgettable.</title><content type='html'>I have come to the conclusion that I am not special. Heaven knows I'm "special" in the mental asylum kind of way, but I have realized that I am not a great asset to planet Earth. What a pity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'm saying this to get compliments from the oh-so-nice people reading this. I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2667496140703969456?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2667496140703969456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2667496140703969456' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2667496140703969456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2667496140703969456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/forgettable.html' title='The Forgettable.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2058838124748533609</id><published>2008-09-07T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:40:58.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"There's a party in my tummy"--UGH GO AWAY</title><content type='html'>So last night at Danna's party was really really fun. We had this AWESOME water balloon fight in the huge greenspace behind their house, and I think I got the wettest. lol yeah my hair, clothes, and glasses were so drenched. But I got some other people almost as wet as they deserve. :) Jordan Parks arrived late, so he was completely dry after the fight...so Sam picked him up and held him in the air while Jordan Varela and Charlie shot him with a Super Soaker!!! Good times.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor taught a devotional from Ecclesiastes, which was really good. I sort of like the smaller teaching times; they're more personal and, idk, I just think it's easier to focus on what he's saying when it's in such a small, direct, audience.&lt;br /&gt;We had a water-chugging contest: three rounds. I participated in all three, but UGH it hurt after the last one. Of course nobody beat Sam; that guy is Superman at everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night at Megan's house afterwards. We went to be pretty early, but that was because we had to get up at (ew) 6:30 this morning. Bleh. But of course it wasn't all bad, since we were going to church and all. But, just to be safe, Megsie and I didn't sit in the peanut gallery this week...to conspicuous if somebody falls asleep. lol but I don't think either of us did anyways. Michelle, on the other hand....&lt;br /&gt;When I took nursery shift in the afternoon for GBI, I realized something: I love kids, like a ton. But I'm not very good when there's a crisis. I'm either afraid that if I don't do anything, they'll think that kiddish shenanigans are ok. But if I send them in to their parents or something, I'll be perceived as inept or harsh. So I found myself asking MIKHAILA of all people, "What should I do about this?" And Mikhaila's great and all that, very mature for her age, but she's only thirteen. Not the wisest person in general.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for ministerium on Tuesday. Pastor's going to bring rebuke to the fellow pastors about Dr. Schumaker. I know a few of the pastors in our district, and I love them dearly as brothers and mentors in the faith. I hope they have open ears to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want and don't want to grow up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2058838124748533609?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2058838124748533609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2058838124748533609' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2058838124748533609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2058838124748533609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-party-in-my-tummy-ugh-go-away.html' title='&quot;There&apos;s a party in my tummy&quot;--UGH GO AWAY'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2036248341950607550</id><published>2008-09-04T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:31:16.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bapa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Back in the drill...</title><content type='html'>So life's boringness has set back in. School started yesterday, which means I have a *shudders* bedtime every night except Fridays. So far my classes are going okay though. We'll see how things go in a couple weeks, when all the novelty of 12th grade work is gooooooone.&lt;br /&gt;Bapa called today; I love my Bapa! He is so proud of me, it makes me feel guilty. I wish I was as good, smart, and unique a kid as he thinks I am. But it made me feel so good talking to him. Especially because I'm not really that close to much of my family (outside my church family).&lt;br /&gt;So I'm supposed to start a "senior project" soon. I need ideas. What's something I can do that will teach me something, benefit other people, and still be a realistic goal? idk what my time limit is, but hopefully I'll have at least a semester.&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever heard of Mindfreak? Criss Angel is AMAZING!!!! He's like the best magician ever. I sometimes don't even want to watch his tricks, because I'm sure he's seriously going to DIE. Today I watched him (on Youtube) get run over by a steamroller. I don't understand how he does this stuff, but that's part of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;So Danna's party is on Saturday! Yay, my girl is 16. Can't even believe it. I had to laugh at Jeff's face on Wednesday when he heard she's only sixteen. Danna gets a lot of that. I remember when we first were "friends." I put that in quotes because we HATED each other, but would still play together all the time. We were both really headstrong children. And look at what an amazing, beautiful, mature young woman Jordanna has grown up to be. I hope I've grown up a little...hey, God's still working on me! Like Ryan said at his baptism, "I'm not a finished project."&lt;br /&gt;I discovered a poet the other day, when I was just browsing around. Her name's Charlotte Mansfield. Her work is pretty diverse, but idk if it's good or not. I'm not the best judge of poetry. Here's her most recent one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Wasted--&lt;br /&gt;An entire life of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Is no real life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling strong and thinking&lt;br /&gt;That I'm walking oh, so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When really I'm in shambles&lt;br /&gt;And cannot even crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does not begin&lt;br /&gt;Until we see ourselves as &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk, I just thought it seemed sort of poignant or something....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2036248341950607550?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2036248341950607550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2036248341950607550' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2036248341950607550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2036248341950607550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-in-drill.html' title='Back in the drill...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2045314673611384113</id><published>2008-09-01T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:11:57.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Campout 2008</title><content type='html'>Learning about the glories of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Drawing close to God.&lt;br /&gt;Drawing close to God's people, my real family.&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the docks, having good conversations.&lt;br /&gt;Eating marshalades and throwing them.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the Predmores.&lt;br /&gt;Singing to the Lord in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Calling Melinda all kinds of weird names.&lt;br /&gt;Hiking up an easy hike...that practically killed me.&lt;br /&gt;Boating across the lake with amazingly cool people.&lt;br /&gt;Eating my mom's world-famous food.&lt;br /&gt;Helping my mom cook that world-famous food.&lt;br /&gt;Playing "Down by the Banks" and not feeling stupid about it.&lt;br /&gt;Being silly.&lt;br /&gt;Being serious.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my future with fear and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Vengeance Creek.&lt;br /&gt;Trying ping pong and not caring that I FAILED.&lt;br /&gt;Watching a new sport be invented (Ultimate Ping Pong!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Hugging people.&lt;br /&gt;Learning to trust God more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;Watching four precious saints be baptized in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;Crying for joy with them.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering and missing Grandpa Bob.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the cheesy and marvelous slideshow.&lt;br /&gt;Counting the times people said, "It's cold out here."&lt;br /&gt;Wearing the dorky life jackets.&lt;br /&gt;Being honest with people who care about me.&lt;br /&gt;Learning new things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering about other people.&lt;br /&gt;Loving and being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and yearns for heaven. But while I'm here, it soars to be with the church family that I love more than words can say. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2045314673611384113?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2045314673611384113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2045314673611384113' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2045314673611384113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2045314673611384113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/09/learning-about-glories-of-heaven.html' title='Campout 2008'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2711765495897145347</id><published>2008-08-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:40:28.286-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campout'/><title type='text'>Campout tomorrow!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm excited. Could you tell??? ☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺☺Today was a MAD scramble to finish shopping for campout food. We loaded up three carts FULL at the grocery store. Then we stuffed it all in our little Civic. Then we unloaded it all at home. Then we loaded it all into Uncle Don's truck. Then we drove to the church and unloaded it there. And TOMORROW we load it up again and drive it up to Clearlake. Whew! But I'm still smiling! 8D&lt;br /&gt;So I thought your Jeff's friend Ben was going to come on Wednesday to church too? But I suppose I misheard. Too bad, he was a really funny fellow.&lt;br /&gt;I watched a movie today called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny Girl.&lt;/span&gt; It's a musical with Barbra Streisand and Omar Sharif. Really good stuff. I know Streisand is kind of a nasty old weirdo in real life, but she's a really good actress. And outstanding singer. She and Dianne Weist are probably my favorite actresses. (Dianne Weist was the Avon lady in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edward Scissorhands&lt;/span&gt; and the evil queen in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 10th Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I finished packing today; it's amazing how much stuff I feel like I have to bring to a four-day trip! And I even tried to pack light this time! But what can I say: girls will be girls.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm going into my senior year of high school, it seems like everybody everybody EVERYBODY is asking me what my plans for the future are. Ugh, I don't like being reminded! How am I supposed to decide what I want as a "career" or whatever, when my ultimate goal is to get married and have kids, just like God designed. But I don't even know if I'll get that far. I mean, of course I want that; every girl I know wants that. But I just don't know if it could work. It's a little weird for me.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I should start thinking about my future on a practical level. College and work and all that lovely stuff. XP Not so lovely when I start thinking seriously about it. What's my problem? Megan wants to be a dental hygienist, Danna wants to be a nurse, Robyn's a hairstylist, Marinda wants to go into landscaping, and me? I'm completely aimless!!! Well, working with books has always sounded promising. If I could find an interesting line of work there. But it's scary to me to do anything important or to make any important decisions. I need discipline, that's what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about it again after this marvelous weekend. See y'alls (or most of y'alls) tomorrow!☺☺☺☺☺☺&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2711765495897145347?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2711765495897145347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2711765495897145347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2711765495897145347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2711765495897145347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/campout-tomorrow.html' title='Campout tomorrow!!!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-1059141447359354269</id><published>2008-08-21T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:54:20.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Agony!</title><content type='html'>Last night, I decided to try an experiment. A full 24 hours, midnight to midnight, with no eating. Sooo this morning I skipped breakfast. Not so hard. I'm also trying to drink lots of water (nothing else allowed). I don't like water very much.&lt;br /&gt;So about noon (45 minutes ago) I started to really want food. But I will stick with it! No matter how hungry I get, I won't eat ANYTHING till tomorrow. Ugh this is hard...but I figured blogging might help. Complaining takes my mind off my tummy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;I felt sort of out-of-place at church last night. Idk, it just seemed like whatever group I was in, I was the odd one out. *sigh* It happens to everybody I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's stopping at the movie store today, and I'm hoping she rents me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father of the Bride.&lt;/span&gt; Anything with Steve Martin and Martin Short has gotta be a winner. :D And it'll be another thing to keep me off the snacks.&lt;br /&gt;Campout is in EIGHT days! That's awesome! I'm going to have so much fun at the mess hall, the gym, the docks, Strawberry Island, the hike, Vengeance Creek, the foosball room, the chapel, and everywhere else I go. :) Hey did you know that Calvin is bringing Eric to campout? That might be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm on my third glass of water. It's not fillin' me up. X'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-1059141447359354269?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/1059141447359354269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=1059141447359354269' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1059141447359354269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1059141447359354269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/agony.html' title='Agony!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6822483851332580578</id><published>2008-08-19T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:40:05.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could I be more of a JERK</title><content type='html'>So anybody who read Megan's blog knows what happened yesterday. Oh. My. Gosh. I can't begin to explain how much I hated myself at that moment. And it's going to haunt me for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6822483851332580578?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6822483851332580578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6822483851332580578' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6822483851332580578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6822483851332580578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/could-i-be-more-of-jerk.html' title='Could I be more of a JERK'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2434479377924436580</id><published>2008-08-15T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:51:21.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Next day!</title><content type='html'>So I hardly ever post the day after my last post. It usually seems like a waste. But here I am anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night's dinner with Maribel went pretty well! Between Mommy and Daddy, I think she really got the gospel. I don't think she was really ready to accept it and let it penetrate, but she said she'd read the Bible verses my mom gave her as they left. But what a sweet family they are! Her mom doesn't speak any English, but her sweetness and motherly kindness showed in her face. She said to my dad a few times (translated by Maribel) that he has a very beautiful family. :) That was nice of her. Maribel also has a son named Kevin. He's eight and pretty sharp! He holds his own in a conversation pretty well (although he frequently inserts comments about Legos and Spongebob).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what: Maribel thought I was 13. You all know how much that kind of thing bothers me. But hey; I've decided to not let that bug me so much. What I need to realize is this: whenever I hate the way I look, obsess over looking older, or compare myself to pretty girls, I'm basically pointing my finger at God and saying, "You didn't make me right! Why can't I be beautiful?" That is just pure sin and selfishness. So call me on it if I ever complain about that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Megan's freshly painted room today. Very cool! It's chocolately brown and stuff. So Michelle and I chilled over there all day. We went to Macy's and guess what: Tyler was working! So we talked to him for a little on his break. I also tried a new eyeshadow at the makeup counters (yes boring to hear about). But it was really really REALLY bright blue. Kind of cool and weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then the Nodurfts picked me up back at Megan's house and drove me to my house; they were coming out here anyways to have dinner with us. Daddy grilled steak. Nicey-nice! (I think people think I'm a total dork when I say that, but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the Nodurfts have gone home and I'm posting here at 10:45 posting. Anything else I need to talk about...hmmmm...don't think so. I think tomorrow will be uneventful. Oh, I almost forgot! I checked the bowling alley fees and there's a discount if we go between 3:00-6:00 on a weekday. So I'm thinking Monday or Tuesday? Gimme feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I use a lot of run-on sentences and fragments in my blog posts. Never was a grammar fiend. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2434479377924436580?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2434479377924436580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2434479377924436580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2434479377924436580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2434479377924436580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/next-day.html' title='Next day!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2636590631075316779</id><published>2008-08-14T14:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:37:39.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='campout'/><title type='text'>Not much going on here</title><content type='html'>Soooo it's been almost a week, figured I'd better make a new post. Not much has really happened this week though. I went to Oaks Park yesterday, I guess that's something. But there's not really a lot of good rides there though. In my opinion, the most fun ride there is the Screamin' Eagle, which I happen to find very relaxing. Seriously, I just de-stress when I go on that ride. And the roller coaster? I didn't even scream once the whole ride. Not that it wasn't fun, but it was just pretty simple and short.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle spent the night last night. That was fun as usual, but it seems like we end up talking about a lot of the same stuff every sleepover. Taking apart the past, seeing how it relates to the present, speculating about the future. That can be either uplifting or depressing, depending on what you're talking about. I for one am rather unsure about my future. I mean, anything could happen to me since I don't really have any solid plans. Of course, I know that whatever plans I make, it's still in the hands of God. But I just don't have any clue of what I want to do! Sometimes I get scared that I'll make stupid choices and then have to live with them forever.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lori emailed saying that the Predmores are coming to campout!!! I'm so happy! Haven't really got to chill with the whole family for quite a while. Better brush up on my lightsaber warring so I can pwn lol.&lt;br /&gt;A lady is coming over for dinner tonight. Anybody at church last night during prayer requests knows who I'm talking about. Pray about it! She's not saved, and so we want to witness to her and the family she's bringing. I'm a little nervous; never met the lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2636590631075316779?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2636590631075316779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2636590631075316779' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2636590631075316779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2636590631075316779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/not-much-going-on-here.html' title='Not much going on here'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6539876458007381839</id><published>2008-08-08T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:28:12.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Oooh-eeh-oooh</title><content type='html'>I've had the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buddy Holly&lt;/span&gt; in my head for hours!!! But at least it's an AWESOME song. I think I say the word awesome too much. There really aren't too many things that deserve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awe.&lt;/span&gt; But seriously, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buddy Holly&lt;/span&gt; by Weezer is really great. "Oooh-eeh-ooh I look just like Buddy Holly. Oh oh! And you're Mary Tyler Moore. I don't care what they say about us anyways. No, I don't care about that." Pretty good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading Job in my morning Bible, and it occurred to me: anybody who believes that God will give you a happy, easy life hasn't read that book! Job was a devout follower of the Lord, but God chose to test him in ways most people can't even imagine. It sort of blows the whole "health and wealth" faith system right out of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I went to the airshow with the Loynes! It was cool. There were some boring bits, but plenty of good stuff in there. A jet-powered car raced a plane. That was the best. LOVE THAT. Bill got to go too; she actually has come to the past two sleepovers I've gone to. It's sort of cool I guess. Before the actual show, we went to the beginning...exhibits or whatever they're called. I climbed the rock wall! Actually really fun, but I looked like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Mosquitoes are eating me alive!!! If I keep getting bit at this rate, I'll be a shriveled little wisp within a fortnight! XP&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhh...not much else going on right now. Megan's sitting here. Say hello, Megan. "Hi!" she says. Clever as always. jk lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl my friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6539876458007381839?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6539876458007381839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6539876458007381839' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6539876458007381839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6539876458007381839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/oooh-eeh-oooh.html' title='Oooh-eeh-oooh'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7274905369917495969</id><published>2008-08-05T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:09:27.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Doing Things</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went on a hike with friends. That was actually surprisingly fun...since I am NOT a hiker in any sense of the word. I only had to stop and collapse on the ground, gasping pathetically, one time! And I only blacked out once too. hehe. Afterwards we went to a waterfall that Pres hadn't seen. That was booooring because it's just a waterfall, but then it got fun. Megan, Michelle, and I jumped in the back of Jeff's truck; we thought he might drive like a 40 feet and we'd jump out. But we all went for a little ride down the road. It was actually really relaxing to feel the breeze. Except for when I kept SLAMMING back into Megan when Jeff SLAMMED on the accelerator. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;So then I went to Michelly's for a sleepover (surprise surprise). I prob won't go again soon because I think I'm becoming a nuisance to Mr. Parks. I have been over probably three or four times in the past two weeks. But the interesting part was that Lily decided to sleep over too! And she was cool. Greg, Ben, and Tara came over for the evening. We played Settlers of Catan and an interesting version of charades.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got Muriel's story proofed and typed. So there's on thing off my back. But now I have another thing to replace it! (albeit a little prob) I left my camera at Michelle's house, so now I can't upload the pics from yesterday immediately. That seriously bugs me. I wanted to email everybody the bestest ones and give Uncle Don some nice group photos.&lt;br /&gt;I am depressed about the way I look again. I have had sooooooo many people tell me I look 15. I seriously is bothering me. First Mrs. Potts said it. Then Michelle said it. Then Jordan said it. Then Mr. Parks said it. Then one of Jordan's friends--who I don't even know; I met him ONCE--said it!!! Makes me want to hide in a corner like the little girl everyone seems to think I am. Forgive my self-absorption; it's just that this is my biggest pet peeve these days.&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys ever been to www.totallylookslike.com? Check it out; it's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 33. It's beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7274905369917495969?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7274905369917495969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7274905369917495969' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7274905369917495969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7274905369917495969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/08/doing-things.html' title='Doing Things'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7358791921537326792</id><published>2008-07-31T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:39:17.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Rips in the Wings</title><content type='html'>Short post today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel simultaneously secure, comfortable...and jittery, unsure. Not a good feeling. Don't even ask; it's one of those strange Emily schizophrenic moments that makes me want to hurt myself. I have been getting a little less confident about things lately. Everything from my walk with God to my likeability to my friendships to my looks to my family to--well I just have been having a lot of stupid doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading the Randy Alcorn book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heaven.&lt;/span&gt; It was assigned to me by my mom, but I think I'm really going to enjoy it. He obviously can't possibly know all about heaven, but at least I know he truly searched the Word and has come to his conclusions with prayer and faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I guess we get caught up in living for God here (which is what we're supposed to do!) that we forget: every believer gets to spend all of ETERNITY worshiping God, loving Him, and communing with him--with all other believers from all time! What a gift the Lord has in store for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a computer test thingy--I entered my photo into a program to see what "celebrity" I look like. I did it with a few other girlfriends too. Michelle, Megan, and Danna. They ALL came out as looking like gorgeous, glamorous movie star ladies. I came out as Bill Gates. Typical. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got my ear pierced on the left side yesterday. Bishelly came with and we had fun. It looks pretty good too. Next one is possibly going to be a little hoop in the side of the ear. But I don't know yet. Maybe a little nose stud? When I get older, I'm almost definitely getting a tattoo on my ankle. None of these things have been okay'd by my parents...yet. They may change their minds yet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Lily did the first campout shopping today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (that's 23 exclamation points) That's exciting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end every post with a verse reference. But I'll just do the reference (it'll make you guys look it up yourselves haha) So go read...James 1:2-7. idk I just really love everything in James.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7358791921537326792?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7358791921537326792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7358791921537326792' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7358791921537326792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7358791921537326792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/rips-in-wings.html' title='Rips in the Wings'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8637209300727463564</id><published>2008-07-26T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T19:00:16.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Blogging? More like slogging...</title><content type='html'>I'd like to start off by saying that I myself did not delete that paragraph or those comments. That was my mother. My parents have made the decision that I will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;be seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dark Knight. &lt;/span&gt;My feelings on the subject shall remain undisclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been posting for several reasons. One, my family did some stuff for the first couple days of the week. Dad had Monday and Tuesday off, so we spent the time together. My favorite place was the lavender farm we went to. Have any of you guys ever been to a lavender farm? It's purple and peaceful and smells AMAZING! I found myself singing hymns and dancing in the sprinklers like an idiot. And the nice lady who owned the place runs a little business; she gives you a zip-tie and lets you fit as much lavender as you can in it for $5.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy also bought some lavender-mint tea, which I am drinking right now (quite good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday I saw the Parks again for the first time in two weeks (two weeks is longer than it seems)! Megan and I spent the night at their house and we three (me, Megs, and Bichelly) slept on the tramp. I always love that. Megan had to leave at 9:00 the next morning, which was stinky for all. Meaning, Michelle and I didn't get to hang with her as long as we'd have liked, and she had to go to work on five and a half hours of sleep! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out good and ended badly. Even though it's not over yet. This morning, Mom, Lily, and I went shopping and I scored a major find at Kohl's Early Bird Sale. So far, so good. Then we did some other running around town. The weather was nice, and the stores we went to weren't boring. Still not a bad day. We came home, and I sat down to read a novel. The rest of the family was watching a movie, so I had some nice alone-time in the living room. Then when the movie finished, they all came into the living room. I was surprised and rather ashamed at how irritated I was that they were chattering and banging around so fast after their movie finished. I mean, they weren't acting any different than usual...I just was being more of a recluse than normal. So here it starts to get grumpified.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do some proofreading for Muriel on her story, "The Blood on the Sidewalk," when I remembered that I had lost it. Bad feeling in pit of stomach. Guilt, embarrassment, annoyance at myself for being so careless. I'm probably going to have to reprint out the first draft and have her mark out the corrections AGAIN. That was a major goof on my part.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I decide to look for my missing makeup bag. Note: my makeup is not irreplaceable, nor is it completely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;But it's expensive. And tomorrow is Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;So I start digging around in my stuff, to no avail. It's not there. Either it is buried in some hidden corner of my room (doubtful) or it's at the church. In which case, someone may have moved it or taken it thinking it was theirs.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm getting upset. I've lost two things that I consider important! Frustrated, I decide to start on my new novel from the library. Now, this isn't a book I checked out; it's a book that I got from completing the summer reading program. It's MINE. So I ask Mom, "Hey, where is that book I gave you to put in your briefcase at the library?" You can guess the response.&lt;br /&gt;"You never gave me a book at the library."&lt;br /&gt;So I scramble around my room, the bookshelves in the family room, even the car. It's not there. I dig through Mom's entire briefcase, hoping she's wrong about this. Of course she's not.&lt;br /&gt;You guys don't understand how I feel about books, so this next sentence is going to seem very ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I shut myself in my room and cried. Big, hot tears all over the knees of my pants. Dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's softball picnic should be sort of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8637209300727463564?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8637209300727463564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8637209300727463564' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8637209300727463564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8637209300727463564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogging-more-like-slogging.html' title='Blogging? More like slogging...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8389663009965170964</id><published>2008-07-17T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T07:04:49.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Aaaahhhh...Peace and Quiet</title><content type='html'>After two weeks of rubbing a cheese grater on my nerves, my cousin has gone back home. I did enjoy having him here, but two weeks is a long time. He kept saying stupid stuff like, "I am chocolate!" or "Good job," and patting me on the arm. I probably embarrassed him because I started shrugging him off and twitching away when he would pat my shoulder or whatever. It was just a little too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Paragraph deleted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's painting the family room. Shhhhhh it's a surprise for my dad! It actually looks really great; nice tan color with a little brown glow. And we're getting a bunch of bookshelves for our library. That I am REALLY excited about. Imagine: a whole wall, crammed with all kinds of books imaginable! You probably can't guess how important that is to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have five books to read by the end of summer. That's not including the six I already read. I hope I get it all done! Maybe I'll finish really early and be able to cram in another one. Books are from heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8389663009965170964?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8389663009965170964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8389663009965170964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8389663009965170964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8389663009965170964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/aaaahhhhpeace-and-quiet.html' title='Aaaahhhh...Peace and Quiet'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-4235519145226040869</id><published>2008-07-15T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:32:18.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martial arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Lazing.</title><content type='html'>Is lazing a word? As in, "I'm just lazing around," or "There's got to be more to do than lazing!" Yes, it is a word.&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I'm really doing right now. I did my morning chores...*huge yawn* and listened to some music...fun but I ALWAYS do that. I'm beginning to think that my brain is powered by listening to songs, because I get this weird jitterish feeling when my house is silent. And then when I turn on some songs, my whole mind just feels better.&lt;br /&gt;I saw WALL•E on Saturday! It was sooooooo sweet and very incredibly animated. The characters said practically nothing for most of the movie, but that's ok. The story was just as good without dialog, seriously. And the little Pixar short before the movie...absolutely priceless! I don't think my dad and I have laughed that hard at slapstick for a long long time. Aaron and Lily weren't QUITE as thrilled about the movie as I was, but I think they like it.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's GBI was like a graveyard. With all the people on vacation, there were a total of like, 15 attenders! That included the babysitters with the kids. I got this warm fuzzy feeling during my kid-watching time. When I walked in the nursery, Caleb Smith asked, "Are you the next nursery shift?" I said yes, and all the kids cheered and jumped around! Made me feel really happy.☺☺☺&lt;br /&gt;Today is Rebekah's birthday party. I still haven't gotten her a prezzie, so we'll pick one up on the way over there. I love that kid! She's so sweet and gentle. And she said I'm still her best friend. Another happy moment...kids rock!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Aaron and I made cherry-rose petal preserves. It was pretty time-consuming, and it basically tastes like cherry jelly. With a hint of rose fragrance. But oh-well, it gave us an excuse to dress up in face masks and be the...COOKING NINJAS!!! We were going to videotape it and put it on YouTube, but it didn't turn out to very interesting videos. So scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;Right now Lily's reading the Bible, Mom's at coffee with friends, Aaron's playing RuneScape, and I'm finishing this blog. A pretty average Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Later, fiends--er, friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-4235519145226040869?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/4235519145226040869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=4235519145226040869' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4235519145226040869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4235519145226040869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/lazing.html' title='Lazing.'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3919867029508450117</id><published>2008-07-09T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:40:28.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>No title coming to mind</title><content type='html'>So Michelle spent the night after the party on the 4th. *sniff* They're going to Colorado for a couple weeks, so it'll be the last one for a while. I don't like it when friends leave, even for such a short time. Makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. After church, I went with Megan and her family to a park type thing. We were going to swim the creek, but it was c-c-cold! So we sat around the fire and ate Polish sausage. Quite a good backup plan. Her grandparents told us that marshmallows have pig fat in them! That is so weird and pretty GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to a playlist I made called "Delightfully Cheesy Songs." It's so marvelous! It has stuff like Barry Manilow, N*SYNC, Styx, even Carman! hehe very very cheesy stuff. Right now it's playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strange Magic&lt;/span&gt; by Electric Light Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, talk to you great people later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3919867029508450117?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3919867029508450117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3919867029508450117' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3919867029508450117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3919867029508450117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-title-coming-to-mind.html' title='No title coming to mind'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-294351840170188328</id><published>2008-07-04T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:52:25.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>So I've finished (I hope) helping prep the house for our party today. I am rather sad and depressed, though. I always love Independence Day parties at my house...but look outside! It's overcast, windy, and might even rain! That really makes me grumpy-faced.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Much Ado About Nothing &lt;/span&gt;twice in the last week, loving it both times! For those here not into Shakespeare (or those who have never tried it), I am sad for you. The tricks, the romance, the tragedy, the hilarity of MAAN is superb! Emma Thompson amazes me in everything I see her perform.&lt;br /&gt;One final note on the interesting conversation my last post sparked: if I talk ceaselessly about movies and clothes, I am sorry. I will work on that.&lt;br /&gt;I have a new project that is pure genius! Anybody who was at Wednesday night Bible study this week will probably know about my sticky-note project. I am having each one of my friends take a single yellow Post-It note and write or draw something on it. Each one of those is going on my ceiling! So far I have 13. So if you're reading this blog, that must mean you're my friend, right? So make me a Post-it note! No seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I watched yesterday? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Space Jam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-294351840170188328?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/294351840170188328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=294351840170188328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/294351840170188328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/294351840170188328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-690088138896839017</id><published>2008-06-30T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:06:45.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Weekend makes for very good times</title><content type='html'>So this weekend I had fun. On Saturday, we went to Blue Moon for breakfast with Aunt Lori, Mrs. Parks, and Michelle. Michelle and I completely BORED Lily to tears with talk about lots of girly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;After a lovely breakfast of salsa omelette and hash browns, we stole Michelle and went to a camping/hanging out...sort of place for the afternoon. The Loynes' were there, but Megan was working so basically it was me and Bichelle with much more mah-velous GIRL talk. Lots and lots. We also waded in the creek and I found a heart-shaped rock! It's in my room now. Not sure what I'll do with it yet.&lt;br /&gt;So when it was time to take Michelle home, we finagled to let me spend the night at her house, which is ALWAYS so much fun!!! We went over to their friends' house for a barbecue. I had a blast because the two little kids there have tons of wicked awesome Star Wars stuff. They actually had a classic Lando action figure with his original Jabba's palace helmet! So basically the evening was Parker and Noah (the two kids) showing me all their cool Star Wars stuff, while Michelle and Jordan made fun of me and called me a geek. Good times...&lt;br /&gt;So Marinda brought her car, and she took Shelly and I to Hollywood Video. We rented a movie and Michelle bought four.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to her house and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Much Ado about Nothing,&lt;/span&gt; my favorite Shakespeare play! Michelle and Jordan went downstairs and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Pink Panther&lt;/span&gt;...I guess they can't handle Benedick's witty contemplations or Hero's tragic misfortune. But I loooooved it!!! Beatrice is my favorite character, and it's a rare thing when my favorite person in a movie is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;So the next day was church obviously. Yeah and we did Communion cooking too. Not much to report there, except that I think we did it in record time! We even had time to rush over to Macy's and try on some crazy cool outfits! It was really fun, my girlfriends are so purty-ful in fancy dresses. (I looked rather out of place in a formal gown, lol)&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo then there was Communion, a beautiful time of course. Except for Megan's "soft feet" comment! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Robyn's coming over for lunch, so I gots to get working on that. Oh geez she'll be here in half an hour. Crap I'm gonna be so rushed!!!! Gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-690088138896839017?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/690088138896839017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=690088138896839017' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/690088138896839017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/690088138896839017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-makes-for-very-good-times.html' title='Weekend makes for very good times'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3949395824157421269</id><published>2008-06-24T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:32:27.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>It's Time to Tell the World...</title><content type='html'>...that today is sunny! Yee-ha. Yesterday I vacuumed the car. Double yee-ha! I also watched Alice in Wonderland. Not the Disney cartoon...but the WAY better live action one. I think it was actually made for TV by Hallmark, but it's BAZOOOKA GREAT! If anybody's seen Napoleon Dynamite, you know the girl who plays Deb? She played Alice in this version when she was younger. I ♥ it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday I had chicken adobo at the Tuesday Market, and now I'm addicted. It's a Filipino dish of really tender seasoned chicken over rice. They served me a heaping bowl for $5.50 and I scarfed it faster than anything. I got a recipe off the net and will make it sometime. Maybe some of you fine folks can come to my house and eat it with me! Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a song stuck in my head. Care to share in my misery? It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weapon of Choice&lt;/span&gt; by Fatboy Slim. Listen to it; you'll love it then hate it because IT NEVER LEAVES. Tony played it on our comp when they came for dinner Sunday. Speaking of which, I like the Varelas. Very very very nice people, and all of them hecka funny. Except it was too bad that Jordan couldn't come. He was at football camp or some such crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the question of the day: why do children tattle? In my opinion, there are several possible explanations. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3949395824157421269?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3949395824157421269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3949395824157421269' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3949395824157421269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3949395824157421269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time-to-tell-world.html' title='It&apos;s Time to Tell the World...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2178964588822549001</id><published>2008-06-19T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:47:47.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pointless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Summer Reading Stirs the Brain!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I did a few things. I spread some barkdust, planted some flowers, helped my mommy with the front walkway, and made dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We also watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Water Horse.&lt;/span&gt; Not really my favorite movie...but it was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow's the first car wash of the year!!! I'm excited. There's almost always a ton of people that get the gospel, and it's just fun to wash cars and eat food.&lt;br /&gt;I have really nothing to say right now. Uuuuuhhhh today we're going to plant some trees. Yee-ha! Maybe I'll do something interesting later and edit this post then. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2178964588822549001?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2178964588822549001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2178964588822549001' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2178964588822549001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2178964588822549001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-reading-stirs-brain.html' title='Summer Reading Stirs the Brain!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-9124200368403226530</id><published>2008-06-17T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:49:01.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>A Great Party</title><content type='html'>So yesterday we threw a surprise party for Michelle's birthday. Danna and I hid in her closet and jumped out and said, "Surprise! Happy Birthday!" (yes, I know, very original) And we had a great time. We went to Wilson River and went inner tubing down the rapids! I fell off and bruised my leg BIG time. That part wasn't so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did manicures as we dried off on the rocks above the river. That part was my favorite haha. Then we got a pizza and went back to Shelly's house for dinner and ice cream. Then we called our parents and begged to spend the night; they said yes! So we slept on the trampoline (always fun) and I did some writing on there. Just junk that's been on my mind. Seriously, writing is the best way to figure out if you're being smart. Just write down what you've been thinking about, then look back on it, and if it seems whiny, pointless, or selfish, then adjust your mindset. But if it really reflects your true feelings, and you think that it's legitimate concerns or joys, then dwell on it and learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danna asked Michelle how she's doing with God, and I was surprised at how honest Shelly was. She said that she believes with her brain all the stuff in the Bible, but it's hard for her to understand the relationship between sovereignty of God and man's accountability. She told us she doesn't think she's saved, but then she said that she's praying and seeking God over it that He would reveal Himself to her. So that really lifted my spirits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up at 6:20, went back to sleep, woke up again at 7:00, wrote for a while, got up at 8:00, had a cup of tea, and finally kicked them all awake at 9:00 so I wouldn't be the only one up. They weren't so happy with me. But I was! So we went inside and made "waffles." I put that in parentheses because they were loaded with...oatmeal...and tasted kind of weird. But when we piled on whipped cream and strawberry sauce, they weren't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked out the window and saw Jordan reading the stuff I wrote. I have to be honest; my reaction was very bad. I ran outside, screaming at him, "PUT THAT DOWN! DON'T TOUCH MY STUFF! LEAVE MY WRITING ALONE!" and I snatched it out of his hand and stormed back in the house. Later I felt like an awful brat when he came in and apologized. So I said sorry...but I still felt like an idiot. We didn't really talk to each other for a couple hours. I can't believe I still act like a little drama queen sometimes; I'm seventeen years old and I want to grow up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was starting to feel better, Michelle put in a video of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Riverdance.&lt;/span&gt; Um. Yeah. Okay, so the first 10 minutes was really awesome. And the rocking out violinist (not even kidding, she was HEADBANGING) was crazy cool. But two hours of Irish tapdancing???? AAAAAAGGGHHHH I about went nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mrs. Parks took me home and took my mom to lunch. That's where they are now, and I'm just sitting here admiring my beautiful bruise from yesterday. Seriously, it's all purple and pink and cool. I like it. All in all, it was a really fun time just chilling with my homefries. I love church family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how's life with you guys?☺&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-9124200368403226530?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/9124200368403226530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=9124200368403226530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9124200368403226530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/9124200368403226530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/great-party.html' title='A Great Party'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6976811729928253335</id><published>2008-06-13T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:18:08.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>and and and wth</title><content type='html'>This morning my mom, sister, and I helped Bama set up a tent canopy type thing. She's having a garage sale in a couple weeks. Some of my stuff is going in it, so may be I'll make some MONEH!!! lol probably not; I only put my junk in the garage sale pile hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I made that chocolate cake I mentioned before. It has to refrigerate overnight before it's any good though, so that'll be perfect timing for Megan's party tomorrow! I'm still wearing the apron; I probably should put it away, but it just looks so wicked awesome on me. jk&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's taking me shooting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;....................................not sure how I feel about that. Part of me is still kind of scared. But you know what? Matthew 10:29 says, "Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will." God's got everything under control, even my clumsy hands holding a gun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing again! I've started scribbling down pieces of a new story. It's tons harder than writing poetry; a fair poem can be written in like, 10 minutes sometimes. My best poems have taken me less than half an hour. A story, especially one I want to expand into possibly a novel, is a long-term project. I don't like long-term projects. But I love books, so I think it's time I exercise my mind a little and make a novel myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6976811729928253335?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6976811729928253335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6976811729928253335' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6976811729928253335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6976811729928253335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-and-and-wth.html' title='and and and wth'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-1094397246992163887</id><published>2008-06-09T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:31:57.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, the comment discussion really took off last post! I see both sides (even though you guys weren't really arguing, just discussing mostly) and I think maybe I didn't explain very well in my post...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did read a little too much into the friendship between those two people, but I don't think so. What I saw was a young, pretty, Christian girl who met a young, handsome, unaved guy for lunch. It could've been innocent. But even so,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked; Who can know it?" (Jeremiah 17:9) When you put yourself in that kind of position with a nonbeliever, it is very close to the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I did a little work around the house...I guess it's too early to have much to say. Yesterday was a nice day, but I didn't get to spend much time outside. Not that church is a bummer!!! I had chili cheese fries from Carl's Jr. for lunch AND dinner by my own choice. I love that stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm rather disappointed because I wanted Lily to make applesauce cookies and she won't. I told her that nobody else will make cookies for the barbecue on Saturday, so she should. She wouldn't listen (as usual). WAAAH so I throw a fit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm going to get to see Indy in theaters...Daddy keeps making plans on the days I want him to take me. Oh, well, DVDs aren't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy's at the foot doctor. She really didn't want to go, but Dad, Lily, and I were insistent. I mean, she's been having pain in her foot for like a year! Time to see what's up with that.&lt;br /&gt;I want some really rich ice cream, a Super Pretzel, a romantic comedy I've never seen before (preferably starring George, Johnny, or Will), and some money.&lt;br /&gt;I should try to think of something to get Dad for Father's Day. Is it weird to ask someone what they want? Because he already told me what he wants, but I can't get that for him (it's $800)&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a couple limericks this week. Remind me to post them sometime.&lt;br /&gt;You know what would be fun? Ice skating! Anybody into doing that sometime soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well this has been a nice little diversion for me, and a waste of your time. Shame on you! You could've been doing something productive! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-1094397246992163887?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/1094397246992163887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=1094397246992163887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1094397246992163887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1094397246992163887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow-comment-discussion-really-took-off.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-4452787266751999495</id><published>2008-06-07T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T17:51:10.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Spike on the Chart of Boredom...</title><content type='html'>Today was a mildly boring day, except for one interesting event. My mom and I were at Freddy's, and went to buy some Starbucks. We got our Starbucks and sat down at the tables with our lunch. I said grace over the meal and prayed for the evangelists downtown. When we said, "Amen," the girl at the next table said "Amen!" with us! She asked what church we go to and told us her church. We invited her to have lunch with us and so she pulled up a chair at our table.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about stuff; it seemed like she was sort of a friendship evangelist type, or maybe she was just speaking vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;A friend of hers arrived and pulled up a chair. Mom gave him some of our lunch, and he joined the convo. It was pretty neat. Only, I think they need prayer; the guy was not a Christian (my mom witnessed to him), and the girl--Brittany was her name--didn't seem to be being too careful about keeping company with a nonbeliever (especially an attractive single guy, that's pretty dangerous ground). So I just hope that she will be stronger in her faith, and he'll come to the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was blah. Dad went shooting, Lily went to see Prince Caspian, and I bought a new purse. Ho-hum...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-4452787266751999495?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/4452787266751999495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=4452787266751999495' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4452787266751999495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4452787266751999495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/spike-on-chart-of-boredom.html' title='Spike on the Chart of Boredom...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8944932012129405823</id><published>2008-06-06T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:26:02.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masterpiece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>Today is a joint post! My friend Michelle is here, so she is going to post as well. It'll make things...ineresting?  I don't know, we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;So first I will speak. We just finished up my mommy's birthday lunch; it was fun for me. We were going to do karaoke, but none of the karaoke CDs were like, party kind. I mean, hymns are great, but for karaoke? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo Megan is going to another interview today. She'll probably GET THE JOB. Sorry. An annoying child is messing with the mouse. And as for me getting a job...well I don't think I want one yet. I don't like the idea of something interfering with my other FUNNER plans. So you guys can work, and then I'll just mooch off you people! ☺&lt;br /&gt;Um um, I can't think of much other interesting stuff. Michelle and I are talking about the past. Quite an inexhaustible subject! It seems like we've been talking about the past for a year and a half, and we never run out of new theories as to what the past means! Life is so mysterious! Ok, now Michelle will speak her mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really want to do this but emily is insistent which i can't spell with out emily helping....lol this key board is impossible! Emily told me to speak my mind so i am, with great pride i act like a complete idiot!!! I'll tell you about me day.   I woke up about 9:50 am and read the BIBLE and slept more and ate and got dressed and  eavesdropped to my moms and brothers conversation which was boring so then i left home and went to emilys house and now im here on the computer talking to you nerds....no offense......i thnk a dumb blonde is worse than a nerd....emily told me your guys nerd characteristics which are megan, biology nerd, jeff, tree chopping nerd (what ever that is)  and last but not least caleb, the computer nerd.... which emily is... so yup yup...now that i've bored yall to death i will leave you till next time i see you.....good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8944932012129405823?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8944932012129405823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8944932012129405823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8944932012129405823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8944932012129405823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6273364277775784580</id><published>2008-06-05T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:43:40.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>An Actual Day</title><content type='html'>Today I didn't sit around being pointless!!! Here is a fairly exhaustive list of my activities of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some cooking. This was basically just doing what Mom tells me to do as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; cooks, but it was something.&lt;br /&gt;I vacuumed. Self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;I dusted. That was mildly fun because I got to listen to my French CD as I danced around with the duster.&lt;br /&gt;I washed the windows. That was fun at first, because I'd never done it before and I swirled the rag around in time with Will Smith's AWESOME track "Switch." Then my arm got really tired and it wasn't fun anymore.  But I finished it and now the windows are pretty clean.☺&lt;br /&gt;I moved some plants around. That was because Bama is feeling pretty benevolent and wants to give Mommy a planter full of plants (well I guess there's nothing else it would be full of), so I put it on the deck.&lt;br /&gt;I hooked up my karaoke machine to the TV, which was surprisingly easy. I just hope that Dad isn't mad when the DVD player doesn't work tonight....&lt;br /&gt; I sang on the karaoke machine to make sure it works. That was fun, except I think I gave a headache to my poor mother and sister. And I'm sure poor Frank Sinatra never wanted his songs to be treated so disgracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Daddy is taking Lily and me out to buy Mommy a birthday present. I know what I want to get her; the only thing I'm worried about is whether or not the store will have it (and whether or not Mom already has it!)&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten back into writing, and now I'm addicted to my own story. It's a good feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6273364277775784580?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6273364277775784580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6273364277775784580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6273364277775784580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6273364277775784580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/actual-day.html' title='An Actual Day'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3127719662220476331</id><published>2008-06-04T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T14:22:15.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek'/><title type='text'>It was a Wednesday</title><content type='html'>So yesterday and today I laughed myself silly on the Marvel/DC  vids from RandomGuy. He's my new hero!!! And Season 2 is up and running with  Batman and Iron Man going up against each other. *sigh* Sometimes stuff is just good.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to The Courtyard, which is a small gift shop with tons of good stuff. My mom bought a TOTAL find! It's an issue of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday Evening Post&lt;/span&gt; from 1968! There was this whole article about the music scene going on then, and lots of funny advertisements. I had a ball reading it.&lt;br /&gt;So today I made some cupcakes for the Bereans kids tonight. I, sadly, don't get any. I think I want to make my famous (well, not famous YET) flourless chocolate cake. Everyone I know who's ever had it likes it. I love watching people's eyes get wide and they say, "Wow, this is really good." And then I do my little victory dance. Which is basically just jumping in circles and waving my hands around. What can you expect, I'm a white girl!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is church, so that's something. These lazy days basically make Wednesdays my favorite day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to let myself like Foreigner again. It's been a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3127719662220476331?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3127719662220476331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3127719662220476331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3127719662220476331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3127719662220476331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-was-wednesday.html' title='It was a Wednesday'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3420624779150263795</id><published>2008-06-03T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:31:49.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Makin' it quick...</title><content type='html'>I'm going to smack a rush post onto here because I have chores and crap to do.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo yesterday my aunt came over to visit. This was cool because she lives in California and I hardly ever get to see her; we went to lunch (at Qdoba), had some tasty good stuff at Bella, then rented a movie. Also called Bella, interestingly.&lt;br /&gt;    The movie was good; pretty tragic, but really touching and poignant. I definitely recommend it. After that, she had to leave (lots of other relatives to visit), so I watched another movie. Lazy me, yes. After that, Daddy got home and we had dinner...then we watched another movie. Ok, so basically yesterday was a completely lazy day. But fun!&lt;br /&gt;    Right now Mom's gone to coffee with friends, and Lily's probably doing chores (like I'm supposed to). I just ate some chocolate and now I'm sitting here in my bathrobe being a lethargic loser. You'd think I'd be more remorseful...☻&lt;br /&gt;    I've been reading in the Bible about Solomon. He started off so well, and God was pleased with him. Then he screwed up big time as he got older. Sin is such an awful trap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3420624779150263795?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3420624779150263795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3420624779150263795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3420624779150263795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3420624779150263795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/makin-it-quick.html' title='Makin&apos; it quick...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-4184653552397497585</id><published>2008-06-01T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:30:09.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Chekt</title><content type='html'>So yeah church seemed extra cool today. I teared up during the sermon. When Pastor was talking about the disciples question to Jesus--"Who will be greatest in the kingdom of heaven?"--he said that their question should have been, "Do we really get to be in heaven? With God? Me, a vile sinner?" And it just hit me that I, wicked sinner, will be in heaven! With God Almighty! Jesus has taken all my awful, disgusting sins and allowed me to be with Him forever! I couldn't help it. I wept right there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Lunch tasted good afterwards because we went to Panda Express. And everyone knows that Panda Express tastes better than pretty much any other fast food. I even tried something new today and skipped Orange Chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   My cat is sleeping on a pillow next to me. Ok now I picked her up and stuck her on my lap. She's complaining, but not moving away. Cats are pretty cool. It's cloudy outside and that is the one sucky thing I can think of right now. My grandma is shuffling around the house behind me; it's kinda creepy sometimes because she looks a little like a ghost. But at least she's a sweet granny ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I think Mom and Dad are taking naps. Lily's at Mikhaila's house. *gasp* I just heard speaking! That means my Mom is up! She's grumbling. I think she's frustrated because the bathroom door is stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-4184653552397497585?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/4184653552397497585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=4184653552397497585' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4184653552397497585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4184653552397497585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/06/chekt.html' title='Chekt'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-3773834261859246693</id><published>2008-05-31T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T14:16:38.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>My How-to of the Day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here's how you can make those awesome little doodle things on your posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the number pad on your keyboard? Not the numbers above the letters, those don't work. You gotta use a number pad. If there's no number pad, like on a laptop, go to a different computer.&lt;br /&gt;So hit Alt and 1 at the same time. Let up your fingers and *presto*! Your first post emoticon. There are like a bazillion different combinations of keys to make images. My favorite is when you hit Alt+1+3 at the same time, and it makes a cute little music note. So just mess around with it, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'd show what some of them look like now, but I'm on a laptop. No number pad. *sniff*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-3773834261859246693?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/3773834261859246693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=3773834261859246693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3773834261859246693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/3773834261859246693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-how-to-of-day.html' title='My How-to of the Day'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-8828404138016293783</id><published>2008-05-30T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T17:42:56.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Sitting</title><content type='html'>Haha did I scare you with that last post? I figured it was time I made something outta the box. And you will never know what it means...☻&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So. I'm just enjoying my summer right now. We did some shopping today, nice weather. I bought a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAWSH I'M JUST SO INTERESTING TODAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-8828404138016293783?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/8828404138016293783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=8828404138016293783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8828404138016293783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/8828404138016293783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/sitting.html' title='Sitting'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7779311004797153079</id><published>2008-05-28T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:00:35.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Hey Mush!</title><content type='html'>What in the world were you thinking?!? I didn't even see that huge horse coming from 80 miles away. Dogs will be dogs, and kings will be fools. But that doesn't mean we have to feel farther than the sunlight...knife cuts don't matter to brain history anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow your bangs out of your face; it's hardly worth the salt and birthrights. I was watching nails pound pound pound yesterday! Her teeth grinding, his fingers burning, my eyes bleeding???? Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet...it is a phenomenon that creates wishful thinking. Lights in the grass won't change bare eyelashes. Don't tell: I saw the shoulders rising higher HIGHER higher on this pool. YOU CARE!!!! YOU CARE NOT!!!! Ferris wheel dreams aren't as full of laughter as we thought, are they? White and black lovers hiding...I can't stop imagining their torn history of red threads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY--&lt;br /&gt;HOLY--&lt;br /&gt;HOLY--&lt;br /&gt;HOLY--&lt;br /&gt;HOLY--&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7779311004797153079?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7779311004797153079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7779311004797153079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7779311004797153079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7779311004797153079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-mush.html' title='Hey Mush!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-1188580062707165272</id><published>2008-05-26T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:25:46.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masterpiece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>The Phantom of the Opera</title><content type='html'>I've been completely GORGING myself on the movie version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera. &lt;/span&gt;I watched it Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, and I loved it each time! The music, which I'd of course heard before, still was effective and incredibly moving. The atmosphere of gothic beauty and eeriness was so gorgeously sensual!&lt;br /&gt;    Of course, my favorite part of the movie was the Phantom himself (his name is Erik, but the movie just names him as The Phantom). It really struck me that every time he sang to Christine, she went under this complete spell of attraction, even when she was terrified of him. I suppose I can identify with that...♥ The anger in his voice that was almost permanent was electrifying!&lt;br /&gt;    The other characters were a mixed bag. Christine Daae was beautiful and vulnerable and everything she should be. Her blend of youth and womanliness was lovely, and her voice--incredible! I could hardly believe that Emmy Rossum (the girl who plays her) was only 18 years old in this role!&lt;br /&gt;    Raoul, on the other hand, well...I wasn't so into him. There was something unmistakably feminine about that ridiculous haircut, and it bothered me intensely that he was so skeptical about the very existence of the Phantom. He seemed to automatically assume that Christine was a fanciful child who believed in fairytales--and yet she was so quick to fall in love with the "insolent boy, this slave of fashion"! But in the end, I suppose I must support his unfailing goodness. But what can I say; I'm a girl who loves the bad boys.&lt;br /&gt;    The entire movie was a feast, plain and simple. I can't recommend it to men, in that there is an excessive amount of low-cut dresses. But it's a chick flick anyways, so, girls, indulge yourselves in the music of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-1188580062707165272?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/1188580062707165272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=1188580062707165272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1188580062707165272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1188580062707165272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/phantom-of-opera.html' title='The Phantom of the Opera'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-1165253326551415601</id><published>2008-05-23T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:08:18.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Live and To Write</title><content type='html'>I've realized that I've been too preoccupied with intake. This has significantly decreased my valuable output. Do you get what I'm saying? I love to watch emotional movies, listen to beautiful music, and read books that get my heart rate up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet it's been so long since I sat down and wrote a piercing poem, a short story, or even this blog. Now, how do I go back? I feel as if everything I write or say will be flavored with all that I have seen. This is usually a good thing, but I'm so obsessed with putting things in my mind and heart...I'll just be stealing from the genius of others to write my own words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sat in my room.&lt;br /&gt;And listened to Parisian melodies.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed&lt;br /&gt;But no one else will ever know&lt;br /&gt;What my thoughts were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-1165253326551415601?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/1165253326551415601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=1165253326551415601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1165253326551415601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1165253326551415601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-live-and-to-write.html' title='To Live and To Write'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2712018651107924529</id><published>2008-05-06T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T11:49:16.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LotR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masterpiece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Next Movie to See</title><content type='html'>I know everyone has seen these, but JUST IN CASE...&lt;br /&gt;Watch The Lord of the Rings. They are quite possibly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; masterworks of film creations. Of course, due to their length, you'll want to make time and plan ahead. Don't just cut it off in the middle, it totally ruins it (unless you've already seen them, and in that case, why are you reading this?)&lt;br /&gt;    I don't even need to describe them here. You just watch/rent/BUY them. You'll thank me later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2712018651107924529?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2712018651107924529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2712018651107924529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2712018651107924529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2712018651107924529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/05/next-movie-to-see.html' title='Next Movie to See'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2573408662378008376</id><published>2008-04-21T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:49:29.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Not supposed to be here...hehe</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously supposed to be in school right now...but I'll just make this post first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uh, here I am, same kid as always. Everything is the same. Robbie comes and goes, Michelle is in deep trouble, Bryan needs some serious butt-kicking but he'll never get it, Megan is my bff, and family is nice I guess. I pretty much stand back and watch other people go through life and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The district church conference was great great great!!! Pastor Ray preached a beautiful sermon on prayer from Psalm 119, and I teared up at one point. There was sumo wrestling (you know, where people dress up in those huge vinyl costumes and smash each other), which was HILARIOUS. There was a nice big inflatable slide that I loved! There was food but I didn't eat very much. I met two people, one of them from Canada! She was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm, let's see, what's interesting. OMG I AM HAVING SERIOUS STAR WARS CRAVINGS. Not even kidding here, I was getting ready for school this morning and I just all of a sudden started wanting to see some serious Hoth battles or something. Yeaaah, Hoth sounds really good right now. *whimper*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ocean's 13. OH MY GOSH. George Clooney is...is...well he's just the most handsome man I have ever seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in my life. &lt;/span&gt;There's a scene where Rusty and Danny are watching Oprah...you gotta see it, it's the sweetest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should go back to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guess what I found in our coat closet?!? On the top shelf...hidden away...I found my old purple newsboy cap and my Happy Bunny sweatshirt!!! I had a good laugh over that one. (for anybody who doesn't know, my parents took away my hat about 5 years ago. I always assumed they got rid of it, but it's been in the closet the whole time! Same story with the sweater about 3 or four years ago.) So I stuck my infamous gray dress up there, and sometime I'm going to wear them all at once and completely scare my dad. Probably on my 18th birthday when he publishes the princess picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next movie everyone HAS to see: Life is Beautiful. Just make sure you get it with English dubbing (unless you know Italian). It's a really great movie that I know you will love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2573408662378008376?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2573408662378008376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2573408662378008376' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2573408662378008376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2573408662378008376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-supposed-to-be-herehehe.html' title='Not supposed to be here...hehe'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-713460362536930325</id><published>2008-04-15T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T12:33:26.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Watch this Movie</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, I know that my last post was about a movie. But you know me, I love 'em.&lt;br /&gt;So I've been compiling a list of movies I think everyone should watch. They're almost all clean, because I don't watch raunchy stuff. Soooo here's the first one. I want everyone reading this to go out and rent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lion King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kids movie? Yes. A cartoon? Yes! A classic Disney film that completely captures the essence of what we want from an all-ages film? Yes, yes, yes! If you've never seen it, don't knock it till you watch it. The songs are beautiful (written by Tim Rice and Elton John), the story is compelling, the animation is expressive, and the characters are sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember, I shall post a new movie next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-713460362536930325?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/713460362536930325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=713460362536930325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/713460362536930325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/713460362536930325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-this-movie.html' title='Watch this Movie'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-1776139877065836968</id><published>2008-02-04T16:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:11:46.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masterpiece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>The Thief and the Cobbler</title><content type='html'>Allow me to tell you a story I found intriguing, beautiful, and happily-ever-after all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a marvelous man named Richard Williams. He had much prestige from all around the world for his work in animation. Richard Williams had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a dream to direct, right, and animate the greatest animated film in the history of mankind! It was to be magical, beautiful, eyepopping and grand. Taken from old tales in the Arabian lore, it was a tale of young Tack, the poor cobbler, and the nameless thief, who together but quite separately saved The Golden Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Richard Williams began his work in 1964. For 26 years he worked and let it lie dormant, unknown to the world. Then, in 1990, Richard's dreams began to come true. He signed a deal with Warner Brothers for his film to be distributed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, such a perfect situation was not to be. He couldn't finish the film on time, and Warner Brothers removed him from production and put it in the hands of a less able person, Fred Calvert. Fred attempted to fill in the gaps and the movie was officially released in 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrifically, the film had been butchered. Much of the beauty and feeling was gone, replaced by cheap jokes and dialogue appreciated only by children. The movie was met with unsurprisingly little success, and was all but forgotten in subsequent years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story does not end with this tragic turn. Fans and those who knew Richard's true intent for the film resolved to restore, as much as possible, The Thief and the Cobbler to its original and incredible state. The internet gathered movie buffs and collectors who submitted their rare footage of the original movie to one project. It included everything from complete movie sequences to simply storyboards that never even had a chance to be animated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much work and time, the movie was complete. Released on the net for all to see it the way it was meant, there was rejoicing in the streets! Well, not exactly...most of the world had never even been introduced to this masterwork of Richard Williams's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the released version as a child. I was satisfied with it, not knowing or caring that it was simply a mangled version of what it should be. Today I watched the REAL Thief and the Cobbler on Google Video. My eyes practically popped out of my head at the beautiful animation and tender characters. For anyone who watches it, pay careful attention to the checkered halls in the castle. It's a delicious illusion just to watch it. And the climax of the movie is very near the end, with the One Eye army's hellish war machine. Scary as anything you'll ever see, and yet terribly beautiful in its own right. I beg you not to miss this treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be known that this movie is out there! I've included the link to the full film. Although sometimes the storyboard parts rob from the mood, you'll get used to it. If you've ever seen the officially released version, you MUST see this one. Don't miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2263043366719734101&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-1776139877065836968?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2263043366719734101' title='The Thief and the Cobbler'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/1776139877065836968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=1776139877065836968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1776139877065836968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/1776139877065836968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/02/thief-and-cobbler.html' title='The Thief and the Cobbler'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2908508308493544418</id><published>2008-01-10T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T11:08:09.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Holy Crap!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I still have this blog! I thought I had deleted it haha. Well as long as it's here, I might as well bore random net-surfers to tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still Emily.&lt;br /&gt;I am still a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;My life plods along much as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad that I have nothing new to say since...JULY. Yikes. I don't even have my permit. Ah, well, I've been having a nice life.&lt;br /&gt;I called Allisa a few weeks ago, can you believe it? She seems the same. I've been too scared to call because I'm afraid that Robbie will answer the phone and I'll be like, "Oh, uh, hi...um, how are you...?" You know how it is. Drama is retarded and I don't like to get involved in it.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was great as usual! New Years was way more fun than I was expecting. I went to Ethan's house and it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, here's something different: my grandma's been living with us for about three months now. Yeah, so now both grandmas are living with us, one at either end of the house. Interesting, I must say...&lt;br /&gt;Friends and semi-friends are still the same. Megan is still my bff, Danna is still my pally, and Jordan still hates me. Hey guess what? Pres has been coming to church like all the time! She even came to Wednesday Bible Study last night! That makes me much happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk well here's to '08. May it be better than '07.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2908508308493544418?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2908508308493544418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2908508308493544418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2908508308493544418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2908508308493544418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2008/01/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7975585229542993126</id><published>2007-07-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:11:08.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't updated. I found out about this new website called Facebook! It's like a safe version of myspace. So if you want you can join that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's an update to any bored person or scammer that stumbles across this site. My life has been the same ol' same ol'. *CENSORED NAME* confessed to his sin, but someone still thinks he didn't do it! So I've mostly been worrying about how to convince that person of the truth without completely crushing him/her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going horseback riding today!!!! Hannah invited me and it'll be so much fun. I just feel bad for my baby sister. She was crying when she heard that she couldn't go. (when I say baby sister, I don't mean baby. Lily's 14.)&lt;br /&gt;Tyler invited me to watch UHF with him and Ethan on Thursday. That'll be fun...but not as fun as my part in the deal. He has to watch Sense &amp; Sensibility with me! lol this'll be interesting. But he said that he likes chick flicks.&lt;br /&gt;Robyn's cutting and COLORING my hair on Wednesday!!!! This'll be the first time I get highlights EVER. I'm excited that there'll be a change after 16 years, but I just hope I don't regret it later. :P lol I guess you could say I'm a hair-color virgin.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, Danny Elfman is a GENIUS. There hasn't been a musical score of his that I've heard that isn't a winner. Okay, maybe Midnight Run's music wasn't that great. But that wasn't conventional Danny Elfman. It was just...conventional 80's.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the dunes!!!! I only got to ride for a little while, but it was exhilerating. And I got to hang out with the Loynes family, who are the funnest people ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although no one reads my blog anymore, it's good for me to write. It keeps me sane. lol it always happens that whenver I say that, someone tells me the next day, "I read your blog every day! You just never post!" Well, people, if you read my blog, please comment. It gives me more incentive to post sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7975585229542993126?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7975585229542993126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7975585229542993126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7975585229542993126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7975585229542993126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6287593754630717265</id><published>2007-06-28T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T14:34:01.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Keep on Truckin'</title><content type='html'>Yay, I'm back! Been a long time, eh? Yeah, well, in a month there's still not too much earth-shattering news to talk about. Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan applied for a job at Safeway.&lt;br /&gt;The Bereans party is tomorrow and we're hoping the weather will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and Jordan are in North Dakota.&lt;br /&gt;A new girl named Melinda is coming to church.&lt;br /&gt;Allisa was at Bible study last night.&lt;br /&gt;I tried volleyball for the first time in years on Wednesday, but quit within two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Mikhaila is spending the night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I've started writing more again.&lt;br /&gt;Lothlorien seems to have been abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;Personablige is now a word.&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing two braids in my hair, very unusual for me.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6287593754630717265?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6287593754630717265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6287593754630717265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6287593754630717265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6287593754630717265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/06/keep-on-truckin.html' title='Keep on Truckin&apos;'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7001507648517225846</id><published>2007-05-18T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T17:21:55.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grounded'/><title type='text'>*crunch* smack of death</title><content type='html'>I will not be posting for a very long time. So I must post now to explain and make up for missed time in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to because I'm getting banned from the computer, starting TONIGHT. Why? I, uh, well...let's just say that my parents set specific boundaries on *something* and I overstepped them HUGELY. So yeah, my dad said he wants the punishment to sting. And this will sting. Bad. Especially if I can't use Rhapsody either. Ouch, this is sounding even worse than I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted farm animals on my fingernails. A piggy, a chicken, and a mousy! Hehe, I'll hafta take them off before church on Sunday though. That would look really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to post today, since nothing much has changed. But I feel like I should because I won't be able to for a long long time. *gasp* Maybe not all summer! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a list going of all the movies I want to see: Spidey 3, Shrek the Third, Pirates 3, and Ratatouille. I will mos def see Ratatouille, because I've seen every Pixar movie in theaters since Toy Story (still one of my faves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the Oscars online today, and I couldn't even believe that Happy Feet won an Oscar over Cars! That's pretty retarded. But at least Helen Mirren got Best Actress and DMC got Best Special Effects. Did you guys see The Queen? I think you'd like it; it's really good. The only issue is language, but we have a language box anyway. I was actually surprised that I liked it, since it doesn't fall under any of the categories I'm usually interested in (meaning, it's not a comedy, romance, action, or mystery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still fuming that Melinda was voted off of Idol on Wednesday!!! How is that possible? She rocked so amazing! I hope Blake doesn't win. Yes, I know, this sounds paradoxical to my other post on American Idol. "Blake is so cute!" bla bla bla bla. Sure, he's cute, but he just doesn't have the talent to compete with Jordin. She's stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you guys have any songs that just...take you back? You know, back to the young, little-kid or preteen days. I've been on a kick of listening to stuff I was into back in the day. It's actually really fun! Quick list:&lt;br /&gt;Leave It Up to Me--Aaron Carter.&lt;br /&gt;Quit Playing Games (with My Heart)--Backstreet Boys.&lt;br /&gt;Survivor--Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;All I Can Do--Jump 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, yeah, I had pretty dumb music taste. Except for the Backstreet Boys, that's still good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tata, my dears, and remember: this virtual prison I am so unfortunately trapped in will not last forever. In the words of Douglas MacArthur: "I shall return."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7001507648517225846?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7001507648517225846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7001507648517225846' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7001507648517225846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7001507648517225846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/05/crunch-smack-of-death.html' title='*crunch* smack of death'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5223233362585332903</id><published>2007-05-14T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T10:37:50.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple pleasures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>Okay, you guys have probably gotten tired of me saying, "Something happened! I can't tell you what it is though." So I'm shutting up about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer's comin' and I'm pumped! Our yard is looking really great since my mom put more flowers in. And now we have a hammock between our curly willows! Yay. Now I just need to throw a party to complete the perfect scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe that I'm actually ENJOYING my history and biology lately?!? I usually get soooo bored, but WW2 is really interesting. And don't laugh, but I'm really fascinated by cells. Seriously, it's really cool! Hopefully this should bring my grade point average up from a 3.6 by the end of the school year. I used to do a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning's Bible class was taught from John MacArthur's book &lt;em&gt;The Truth War. &lt;/em&gt;It was really good, and I felt good that I could contribute to the conversation, like with Hegel and stuff. Er, is this in italics? It isn't as I type it, but the little italics button on top is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Bubbalicious. It's been forever since I had it, and I just started chewing it again. It's so much more fun than regular gum!!! I can like blow bubbles, and double-bubbles, and make huge cracking noises when I snap my gum! It's so great. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to go see Spidey 3 on Saturday. I might not, because my dad will be using the car, but there's a movie theater within walking distance of our house. Has anybody else seen it? Don't give anything away, but tell me if you thought it was good. I've heard people either say it was super-great, or just okay. At least nobody hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless always,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5223233362585332903?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5223233362585332903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5223233362585332903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5223233362585332903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5223233362585332903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/05/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-5379576010594034780</id><published>2007-05-03T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:17:44.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>But I'm Right Here, Don't Leave Me!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I live!!! I doubt that this will be read since I haven't posted in almost a month...sorry. I've just been busy! Sort of...and a lot happened. And yeah, I just spaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs are ironic. You post every day, thinking, "Dang, I wish I had something really interesting to say!" and fill up a couple paragraphs with random junk. Then something major happens in life, something that's never happened before. And you just don't have time or inclination to write about it because it's thrown such a hitch in your life! Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, about this HUGE thing that happened and threw my whole existence out of whack for the past two or three weeks...I can't tell you. Yes, I'm cruel. But I'm also not a gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a moral to every story, right? The moral to &lt;em&gt;The Secret that Nobody Knows  &lt;/em&gt;is that when life hits ya hard, rely on God. Sounds like something your pastor's told you for forever, right? Me too. But I never really understood how IMPORTANT it is until now. You can be the most self-reliant, I-got-it-figured-out person in the world. But something will happen that you didn't expect. It will, I'm not kidding you here. And when that happens, you'll feel very &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And God will show how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-5379576010594034780?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/5379576010594034780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=5379576010594034780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5379576010594034780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/5379576010594034780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/05/but-im-right-here-dont-leave-me.html' title='But I&apos;m Right Here, Don&apos;t Leave Me!'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7715312025183693584</id><published>2007-04-04T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:24:56.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forum'/><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>It seems to me that I haven't had much to say, so I haven't been posting much lately. This is mostly because my life has been very interesting to me, but not interesting to people who live halfway across the country and don't know any of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending most of my online time at &lt;a href="http://www.calebgo.com"&gt;www.calebgo.com&lt;/a&gt; where my good friend Sheepy (ahem, Caleb) has created a forum for friends and friends of friends. If anybody wants to go join, we'd love to have you! It's actually really cool, but it takes sort of a long time to load from page to page, even with my broadband. If you want to know who I am, look up technochocolate. You could've guessed that anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Robbie and his family came over for dinner! That was cool because it shows that my parents aren't totally against me and him being, well, just that: me AND him. Do you get what I'm saying? But it's hard for me to try to keep things mostly just friends for a couple more years, until we're old enough to think seriously about our future. And that's what I'm afraid of. What if his feelings change by then? That would be the most heartbreaking thing. What if staying here doesn't mean very much to him, and he moves back to Florida? I gotta stop with these What Ifs. "Tomorrow will worry about its own things." That's somewhere in Proverbs, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I doubt I'll be posting on here very often anymore, what with all the other things preocuppying(sp?) my time. But I'm not dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7715312025183693584?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7715312025183693584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7715312025183693584' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7715312025183693584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7715312025183693584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/04/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-4839825161254169163</id><published>2007-03-29T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T10:09:39.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='martial arts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrassing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcorn'/><title type='text'>And I Think it's Gonna Been a Long Long Time</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been so long! I got grounded from the computer for back-talking my dad. But here I am again, ready to talk your ears off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate bowling. I went yesterday with my friends, and discovered something. There's nothing worse than, when you get a gutter ball, to realize you have to...turn around...and see all your friends...with huge grins on their faces. Trying to be nice. It's pure humiliation. Does anybody agree with me here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard something from my mom and sister: Randy Alcorn has a third book followup to Deadline and Dominion! It's called Deception. I can't wait to read it! If you guys have ever read Alcorn's fiction, you know how good he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle's coming to spend the night tonight, and then we're going shopping tomorrow with a bunch of girlfriends! This is actually the first time my mom's letting me go shopping with friends without her. Mostly because up until now, my BFF wasn't 18 and most of my friends didn't have cell phones. So yeah, it'll be fun. Charlie and Robbie BEGGED to tag along, but we had to say no. We need a girls day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to try martial arts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-4839825161254169163?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/4839825161254169163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=4839825161254169163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4839825161254169163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/4839825161254169163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-i-think-its-gonna-been-long-long.html' title='And I Think it&apos;s Gonna Been a Long Long Time'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-2338703242760192281</id><published>2007-03-19T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:24:28.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dumb'/><title type='text'>Quick One</title><content type='html'>Megan had her totally rockin' birthday party on Saturday! The weather was beautiful, which was a VERY refreshing change from the dreary rain and cold we've been having. Except I didn't realize the ground was still muddy, so...yeah. I ran outside for 5 hours in just socks, and now they're completely ruined. That has actually happened twice before. At the Super Bowl Party I ran through Jordan's whole neighborhood in just socks. And after we all went tubing I walked around in the church parking lot in just socks, so they were ruined again. And all three times, everybody flipped and was like, "OH MY GOSH YOUR SOCKS" and I'm just like, "yeah, it's not really a big deal, people!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that talking about socks is really dumb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-2338703242760192281?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/2338703242760192281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=2338703242760192281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2338703242760192281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/2338703242760192281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-one.html' title='Quick One'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-6359480438667720118</id><published>2007-03-02T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:04:52.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzing'/><title type='text'>Um...</title><content type='html'>I knew this would happen someday. I posted, and got no responses whatsoever. I'm not annoyed; I'm actually surprised that my blog lasted this long without losing interest. So I don't really care who reads this or who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's been catching every cold that comes around, so my mom took her to the doctor today. It turns out that the problem might be this swollen little bump on the back of her head. I'm actually not sure what the deal is, but just be praying, okay? She had blood drawn today, but idk when we'll get the results back. I'm sure she's fine...but I'm just a little bit worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to miss Bible study on Wednesday because of the chance of freezing rain. As if. It was totally fine all evening, and instead of listening to Pastor Chuck and hanging out with my friends, I stayed home and watched Open Season. It was...okay, I guess. I mean, the characters (especially Ashton Kutcher's deer Elliot) were hilarious, but there wasn't really a good story to follow, just a bunch of random stuff stuck together. And a little too much gross-out humor. Do I really want to see someone hock a loogie onto their hand (er, hoof) and then see it drip off? But the magical elf song was so funny, my dad rewound that part so we could watch it twice! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never ever watched American Idol, but just a couple days ago, my dad turned it on and we watched it. I'm hooked!!! We watched it again last night, and now I think I'm turning into an Idol groupie. Blake is so cute! I'll beg my daddy to let us watch it again tonight, as long as there's not too much close-up of the girls when they sing. Some of them dress really inappropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reserved a Japanese cookbook at the library, but I don't get to pick it up there for a couple days. Sushi so AMAZING great!!! Everyone's always like, "Ew, you know that's raw fish, don't you?" The only people who are totally grossed out by sushi have never had it. It's so good, when it's done right. I wouldn't recommend nigiri to first-timers, with its weird texture, but anyone can appreciate a simple California roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just stalling so I don't have to go memorize quizzing verses. I'll be so glad when this quiz year is over. It's too much trouble and work for so little result. Unless we can go to nationals...like that would ever happen. I've been quizzing for five years, and our church has never agreed to go to nationals with the others in our district because of the weak teaching and the immodest clothing of the girls there. But if this year turns out to be different...I'd better not get my hopes up, because even if Pastor Chuck gave the thumbs-up, it's still expensive to get there. But it would be nice to be able to say, "I quizzed for five years and in my final year I made it to nationals." Instead of what I'm probably going to end up saying: "I quizzed for five years...yeah. Um, I was okay at it." I'm sick of being mediocre at everything I do. I'm a mediocre writer, I'm a mediocre artist, I'm a mediocre pianist (check that, I'm a horrible pianist). I don't have to be a mediocre quizzer. I can be somebody for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-6359480438667720118?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/6359480438667720118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=6359480438667720118' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6359480438667720118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/6359480438667720118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/03/um.html' title='Um...'/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-7300371031793414915</id><published>2007-02-22T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T11:43:10.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foreigner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u2'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I suppose a new post is overdue. So here I am. Posting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday the quiz rally is at our church, and Mrs. Weaver said that if we take all three team trophies, she'll take us out to Coldstone! But like that's gonna happen. Nobody's been studying, and practices have been sooo lame! I remember the days where we jump like two or three words into the question, and the quiz masters had to tell us to slow down. Now we hear the whole question and miss the five second time limit to jump! Yuck. Well, there's a silver lining to everything, I guess. I'll get to see Fishy and Vanessa, and chill till midnight with everypeoples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started ripping music illegally again. You know, like, borrow a CD from the library or a friend, rip it onto your computer, put it on your mp3 player, then return the CDs. My sister's all, "Emily, stop breaking the law! It's BAD!!!" Idk if it's bad or not. I mean, it's not like I'm gonna put the artists out of business by ripping their music. And even Charlie does it, who's a PK! So what's the big deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, here's what I've been listening to: Foreigner. LOTS OF FOREIGNER. And yesterday I got CDs from Moby, Lifehouse, and U2. Anybody else listen to these guys? "You and Me" is one of the most overplayed radio singles ever, but I still love it. And "Honey" from Moby is just so...right. Well, back to school. Yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-7300371031793414915?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/7300371031793414915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=7300371031793414915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7300371031793414915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/7300371031793414915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-i-suppose-new-post-is-overdue.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-117133127247441070</id><published>2007-02-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:08:21.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday was so much fun!!! Between wiping out into it most of the time, eating it when I fly off my tube, and eating it just because it tastes good, snow is very nice. And it's also very nice to listen to Aerosmith and Foreigner for like 4 hours. Have I even ever asked you guys what music you listen to? I think I know what Danna listens to: Celtic, country, and a few classic rock artists. Am I right? And Beth listens to...um...Phantom of the Opera? Lord of the Rings music? Other movie scores? You'll have to clue me in on that. And Ethan...not sure at all what you listen to. I listen to almost EVERYTHING, except for country, death metal, and classical. But I can just as easily lose myself in Journey as I can Jack Johnson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the fun I had on Saturday, my life has been pretty drab the past couple days. Well, not to me, but nothing has happened that you guys would care to hear about. Maybe I'll make you suffer through it anyways! So here's 10 that happened this weekend that I liked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the mountain trip with my friends, obviously&lt;br /&gt;2. not paying for my snacks at the ski lodge, or my lunch on Sunday (thank you Robbie!)&lt;br /&gt;3. rocking out to AMAZING music. "Dream on! DREAM ON!!!"&lt;br /&gt;4. getting maybe a few questions right at quiz practice. But I know I can do better.&lt;br /&gt;5. wearing snow pants at church. Yes, I like that, something wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;6. walking through the rain with Robbie. Even though I was completely soaked afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;7. playing Animal Crossing. Some things never get old.&lt;br /&gt;8. getting major compliments on the chipotle turkey sandwich I made.&lt;br /&gt;9. eating Doritos. Live the flavor.&lt;br /&gt;10. holding my kitty cat. Maggie's so sweet...even though she's a fat lard now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was that boring to death? It's hard for me to post interesting blogs on here, because mostly the only people (or person?) who read this weren't there to experience all this joy with me. I wish you were, so you could comprehend how blessed I am! God has given me so much to be thankful for, and life is beautiful right now. So just take this time to thank the Lord for all the blessings in your life that you experienced over the weekend. I know that at least one beautiful thing happened to you, no matter how insignificant it might seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-117133127247441070?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/117133127247441070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=117133127247441070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117133127247441070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117133127247441070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/02/saturday-was-so-much-fun-between.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-117079253463645575</id><published>2007-02-06T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:10:03.626-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an AWESOME birthday party!!!! I had 17 people here, and they all brought me presents...even though I told them not to. But it was sweet of them. I got some cuh-razy cool earrings and Robbie gave me this gorgeous pin that'ss a cursive E. And I'm gonna be soooo buzzed because I got a TON of Starbucks and other coffee places gift cards!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Saturday we're all going to the mountain to go tubing in the snow! That'll be fun. I just hope I don't look like a total idiot by slipping and sliding down to my...doom. Or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Superbowl Party was a blast too! We played hide-and-seek in the whole neighborhood and I was so glad that my friends didn't watch the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-jay's visiting in August!!! For anybody who doesn't know, Anjeannette is my older sister who lives in Louisiana. And she said that she's bringing the kids this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, I almost forgot. Today's my birthday!!!! And Daddy gave me a sansa MP3 player!!!!! woohoo, I'm excited! Sixteen is truly sweeeet. And Dad said that I'm going to driver's school when we get an automatic car, so I can really learn to RULE THE ROAD. Look out, pedestrians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things about myself that I learned this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm getting better at talking to people on the phone. I spent like an hour talking to Michelle and Marinda last night on the telly-phonio, and I really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't ever dance at parties. Let the guys do it, because if a girl starts to do it, it gets a little...edgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can't play basketball to save my life. I always knew it, but Robbie persuaded me into trying on Wednesday. It was such an easy shot, but I threw an airball anyway. Embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm dependent on friends! I didn't realize until recently that my whole life revolves around my friends, and I get soooo mopey and sad without them, or if I have to leave a party or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Give people the benefit of the doubt. When I met my friend Paul, I automatically thought he was just some geek. Now I realize that he's actually really fun to talk to. When I met Jordan P., I thought he was just some jerk who wanted attention. Now he's really nice and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm gonna rip my CD's onto WMP now so I can download them onto my new sansa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-117079253463645575?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/117079253463645575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=117079253463645575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117079253463645575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117079253463645575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-awesome-birthday-party-i-had-17.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-117020345275631005</id><published>2007-01-30T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T17:25:39.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Crying&lt;br /&gt;by Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is but a dream, a dream&lt;br /&gt;That passes in and out&lt;br /&gt;Through waves of whisper and of scream&lt;br /&gt;In its ship is tossed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is but to sleep, to sleep&lt;br /&gt;And hope to one day wake&lt;br /&gt;From never-ending wail and weep&lt;br /&gt;Watching for dawn to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in one one moment of blissful sun&lt;br /&gt;Our Creator shines His grace&lt;br /&gt;On me, a wretched, selfish one&lt;br /&gt;And clouds flee from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is sweet, o precious sweet&lt;br /&gt;Each moment alive and strong&lt;br /&gt;I feel my thrilling heart to beat&lt;br /&gt;To the notes of my Maker's song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-117020345275631005?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/117020345275631005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=117020345275631005' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117020345275631005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/117020345275631005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/crying-by-emily-life-is-but-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116992666924737118</id><published>2007-01-27T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:41:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today my cousin is having a baby shower at my house. Did I already tell you guys that? But it's gonna be fun. I think. I actually don't see her very often...last time was when her sister had a baby shower (which was also at my house!) two years ago. But I have some good memories of her from when I was little. Like on that one Christmas when she braided my hair and curled my bangs...I hated it so much that she had to carry me out of the bathroom over her shoulder! lol...good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now there's this cool music playing on Rhapsody. It incorporates the sounds of the ocean with the harp and stuff. It's making me sleepy...sorry this was such a short post, but I have to do my chores now. Maybe I'll post again later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Edit*&lt;br /&gt;The baby shower was so much fun! I (sort of) won one of the games, because it was this game where you put a notebook on top of your head and try to draw a baby. I got prize for funniest, because...well, it had a face on its face...and on its belly. It had 5 limbs, and I don't know how that happened! But it was really hilarious. My cousin Ginger, who's a really amazing chef, made all this exotic food. There were&lt;br /&gt;grape leaves stuffed with hamburger&lt;br /&gt;tons of cheese (two of which I didn't know the name of)&lt;br /&gt;marinated artichoke bottoms&lt;br /&gt;a cool pasta that looked like rice&lt;br /&gt;garlic mushroom in quarters&lt;br /&gt;and iced tea.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about trying new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends wants to organize a trip to the mall with just this core group of us, who've been hanging out for years and years. That sounds really fun, but it would leave out 3 of my best friends! It might hurt their feelings, and I would be bummed not having them there. So that kinda puts me in a pickle. One one hand, I feel like I should suggest that they be invited. On another hand, I feel like that would be defeating the purpose of this core group thing we're planning. We haven't hung out, just us, for like a year. So what should I do? The guy organizing the mall trip wants to reconnect since he hasn't talked much to us lately, and I don't want to ruin that. But how can I just go someplace with friends if it doesn't include Robbie, Jordan, and Michelle? I would feel terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Everybody Loves Raymond is on. I'm gonna go watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116992666924737118?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116992666924737118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116992666924737118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116992666924737118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116992666924737118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-my-cousin-is-having-baby-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116975047812606996</id><published>2007-01-25T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:41:18.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola, I think I went too long with out posting this time, sorry.  I'm getting ready for my totally huge birthday party next week! 20 teenagers are invited total, and we're gonna have a blast! I wrote on the invitations that I don't want any presents, but Charlie and Jordan are like, "Come on, we're not showing up without a present!" So whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much has been going on besides the normal schedule. Oh, oh, here's some good news, but it won't mean anything to anybody besides Danna. Ethan (a different Ethan, he goes to my church) has been drifting away and not really hanging out with our group at church, but last Sunday, he decided that he's going to start chilling with us more and not just leaving as soon as service is over! It's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want another pair of Chuck Taylors. Two is not nearly enough. And I want a pair with crazy art and stuff on the sides, that would be wicked awesome. Gosh I love my Chuck Taylors! Teehee, is that plagiarism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate quitting something that I've been working on for a long time. But my novel is going NOWHERE!!! I sit down and start working at it, and the plot starts going in circles and it totally drags on and on. But I don't want to give up on it, because I already did that with piano, and I don't want to get into the habit of quitting when the going gets tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I'm posting today. There's nothing to say. Maybe I'll score something better next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116975047812606996?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116975047812606996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116975047812606996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116975047812606996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116975047812606996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/hola-i-think-i-went-too-long-with-out.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116908685650203036</id><published>2007-01-17T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:20:56.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I feel...loved! Finally, somebody appreciates the beautiful flow of my writing...JK JK JK I'm not gonna get pompous! But it is kinda cool that you like it...thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting TONS of snow here! This is the most snow we've gotten since I was...well, longer than I can remember! I built a mermaid in my backyard outta snow, but it doesn't have any arms. Strange, I know. Only downside to all this beautiful snow is that Wednesday Night Bible Study was canceled tonight. Rats. But you're not going to believe this: in the middle of January, in 40 degree weather (at least that's what the forecast says) I'm going to a pool party!!! Yeah, it's gonna be quite the adventure. But what the hey, anything to hang with pallys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor sissy is sick today...and so is Beth, I hear! Get well soon!!!! I'm fit as a fiddle, proud to say! Uh-oh...maybe I shouldn't have said that. Last time I said that to a sick friend, I caught a bug the next day! "Pride goes before a fall." Somewhere in Proverbs, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another poem I wrote that I want to post on here, but I figured I'd give you guys a break so you won't get tired of it. And this one isn't as good anyways, so yeah. But when I do post it, I want you to be completely honest, okay? Okay. It'll be a lot easier to criticize it when you're over the net anyway, instead of face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking that the quiz rally will be canceled...that's sad. I'm not really too upset that we won't get to spend the night there, or do the quizzing itself...I'm not even heartbroken that I won't get to see Fishy (although that part kinda bums me a little); it's the car ride up and back that I'll miss! Sitting in a van, bouncing along the roads, squashed between friends for 4 hours...nothing like it, I tell you! Then we spend the night on the floor of the church and get up early in the morning (after about 6 hours of of sleep), eat some breakfast, and head back for another 4 hours stuck in the van. Those are some of the best times of my life...no joke, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it for today's ramblings. Now you ramble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116908685650203036?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116908685650203036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116908685650203036' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116908685650203036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116908685650203036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116854983817136939</id><published>2007-01-11T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T16:07:26.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So life has been a bit...different lately, as you probably would've guessed. But it's not been as difficult for the past few days, now that Pastor's been teaching on this in GBI. He clears it up pretty good. Er, pretty well. Whatever, I've had enough good grammar for today. Today in English class, it was all about not using slang or whatever. I'm just laughing inside, because there's no way I'm going to start saying "Just relax" instead of "Chill!" It just wouldn't be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the deal with this whole Master's thing that Beth's going to? Master's College? Something about swing-dancing? I'm totally lost (but what else is new, right?).  Is she taking yet another "hiatus" or something? Slackin' off, I tell ya! jk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten back into listening to KJ-52. I haven't heard his stuff for so long, I'd almost forgotten the words to Fivetweezy! Good stuff. I've also been getting into U2. Man, now that's music! And I just think the name Bono is cool. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm reading Frankenstein, just like Beth recommended. I love it! I haven't even gotten to the part with his monster yet, but the writing style is phenomenal! I was going to get Dracula, but my mom totally freaked and was like, "Oh, my word! Why would you want to read horror, Emily? That worries me!" Maybe she's right, I don't know...but I have tons of other stuff I can read, so it's no biggie. You're not going to believe this, but...I still haven't finished Emma. Remember when I told you that I started it, like, two or three months ago? I'm not even halfway through yet! Well, let's just say that with all the millions of books in the world, I have a lot that I'd rather read than Jane Austen. And I've seen the movie, so I know the story anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the poem I put on here last post was really crappy, here's one that I wrote a while ago that I think is better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;America's One Lack&lt;br /&gt;by Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great and beautiful land&lt;br /&gt;With freedom for one and all&lt;br /&gt;But with all of it, so strong and grand&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stories of our war for freedom&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful tales of old&lt;br /&gt;All of this should warm my heart&lt;br /&gt;Then why am I so cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If America is a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;And I am a single thread&lt;br /&gt;A woven field, teeming with life&lt;br /&gt;Then why am I so dead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America can make the spirits soar&lt;br /&gt;It can make the heart feel whole&lt;br /&gt;But with all of its healing power&lt;br /&gt;It cannot heal the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116854983817136939?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116854983817136939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116854983817136939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116854983817136939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116854983817136939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-life-has-been-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116806216300069355</id><published>2007-01-05T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T14:27:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi. I really don't feel like talking to you people today. But it'll be good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danna, Lothlorien is still alive and well in the comment box. It's in the exact same web address as it was before, but she doesn't often post new stuff. If you want to come on over and talk, I don't think she'd mind, would you, Beth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I discovered the very sharp, very real pain of heartbreak. Sitting in your living room while your very loving pastor explains truths (that are very hard to take) to you...I didn't want to believe him at first. Now I realize that he's totally on track with God's plan, but conviction and repentance of certain things is hard. HARD. I don't really feel comfortable at this time to tell what happened exactly, but please pray for me, for my family, and for Robbie. I've never needed it more (well, not since I got saved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next few days will be...bleak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116806216300069355?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116806216300069355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116806216300069355' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116806216300069355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116806216300069355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116778065445339154</id><published>2007-01-02T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:30:54.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I seriously had the best New Year's Eve of my life on Monday. We played mailroom, and I found out some HUGE things I didn't know before. Some that require a lot of thinking and praying. Don't get me wrong, they were all GOOD things! But just...major decision-type stuff. Robbie's not going to church tomorrow...idk why. But he said he'll try to make it on Friday...I hope I can go! (not just to see Robbie, that's not the point of Friday evangelism!)&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, back to New Year's Eve. When the clock struck midnight, we all ran out into the street and screamed! There was this weird guy (probably drunk) walking around, and he's like "Yeah, totally fer sure! Happy New Year!" And he started hugging people! Freaky!!! After he walked off, Charlie and Jordan were like, "So who was that?" and I'm like "No idea!" and they're like "We thought you knew him!!!" It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;I have a cough and the sniffles...*COUGH COUGH* Don't you feel bad for me? Hey, Danna brought up an important point at Monday's party, and it has something to do with you, Ethan! She was wondering why both you and her always comment on here, but you never talk to each other? It's like, perpetual cold shoulder. Maybe I should officially introduce you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danna, this is Ethan. He's a farmer. He lives in...where do you live again?&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, this is Danna. She goes to my church. She lives in *CENSORED FOR PRIVACY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now say hello, for Pete's sake!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116778065445339154?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116778065445339154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116778065445339154' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116778065445339154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116778065445339154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-seriously-had-best-new-years-eve-of.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116719376007722014</id><published>2006-12-26T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T20:29:20.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did everyone have a merry Christmas? Good. Okay, as you may have noticed, my God's Girl blog has been DELETED. That doesn't mean I'm not interested in theological discussions (totally not true!); I just haven't been getting a lot of traffic on the comment box, and I'm alread running two other blogs, so...yeah. Guess what I got for Christmas? A DIGITAL CAMERA!!!! Totally sweet! Now I can take tons of pics of my friends without hogging my dad's camera. I also got a combined total of $80, so that's a good start to any big purchase I might want to buy myself. I'm thinking maybe a Zune? I haven't researched it much, so if you know of any probs with Zunes, please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best gift you got this Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116719376007722014?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116719376007722014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116719376007722014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116719376007722014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116719376007722014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/12/did-everyone-have-merry-christmas-good.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116562658493971749</id><published>2006-12-08T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T17:09:44.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was the ladie's Christmas party, and it's my first time doing secret pals!!! I won't say who I got, because I know Danna reads this, and it's a secret!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized recently that I like comics. I found a couple cool ones on the net for free, and I can't get enough of it! Fluffy reading is fun. Heehee, don't worry, I still read real books too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like Robbie and I are falling out of touch. Of course, my definition of "out of touch" is a little too stringent! He hasn't come to church for the past Wednesday and Sunday, and I've only gotten two e-mails from him the whole week, but I'm sure we'll get back into hanging out and stuff. I'll probably see him on Sunday anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan, you've made my life difficult.  Every once in a while, something will come up in conversation with my friends that you've said something about, so I mention what you told me. Then they say, "Who told you that?" And I say, "A guy I met on the internet." And they freak!!!! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;have to explain myself, or else they think you're a new love interest! Eek!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought DMC the day, it came out, of course! My dad didn't like it.  To each their own, I guess. Michelle and Tyler didn't like it either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now what do I talk about?  I wish Beth would put a pic of herself on bethbookitty.  I've always wondered what she looks like!  But I shouldn't complain, because I'm never putting a pic of myself on here. Family rules, I guess. I guess we'll all find out what we look like when we meet each other in heaven, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116562658493971749?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116562658493971749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116562658493971749' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116562658493971749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116562658493971749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-night-was-ladies-christmas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116525736840588144</id><published>2006-12-04T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T10:36:08.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, not much has changed since my last post(s). I'm really late for school right now, so I feel really guilty writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  gotten back into writing my book. I changed Dragoslav to Rugoth. But I'm having really bad writer's block!!!! I mean, looking at what I've written so far, there's way too much dialogue, and not enough plot. And nobody wants to read just a bunch of conversations between two-dimensional characters. Maybe if I based my characters off of people I know...that might be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying lots of different flavors in my cocoa. I highly recommend orange or lemon, either with vanilla. Yummy!!! But stay away from almond. It's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to write that I'm bored, but from what Pastor Chuck's been teaching, boredom is sin. Ouch. That'll take some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night. &lt;/span&gt;I'll post on it on our book blog soon, but I gotta get to school now. All I can say is, it's moving. And graphic. And tragic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116525736840588144?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116525736840588144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116525736840588144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116525736840588144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116525736840588144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-not-much-has-changed-since-my.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116476527583779462</id><published>2006-11-28T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:54:35.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm putting a new post on here, even though I got no responses to the last one. But I still want you guys to comment on that one. The end, especially, is rather important. I'm only posting this one because Ethan tagged me. Never done this before, but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a firm believer that Pepsi is the work of the devil. I haven't tasted it in 3 years, and never will again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I like tragic movies. Last night I cried during Little Women when Beth died...this makes, what, the bazillionth time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't play a lot of video games, but I'm pretty good at Super Smash Brothers Melee. When I play as Shiek, every other player goes like, "Aw, come on, Emily! That's not fair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Harry Nillson is my favorite song writer. Yes, he's dead, but he had a genius for lyricism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't just laugh when something funny happens, I laugh when I'm happy. Sometimes I laugh in dead silence, and everyone stares...embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have glasses. Okay, most people who read this would know that, but I don't think Ethan did. Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now tag...um, the only people who comment on here are Ethan and Danna, and Ethan just tagged me (I'm assuming tag-backs are nixed) and Danna doesn't have a blog. So what do I do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116476527583779462?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116476527583779462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116476527583779462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116476527583779462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116476527583779462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-im-putting-new-post-on-here-even.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116459007021589816</id><published>2006-11-26T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:14:30.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joy to the world, the Christmas decorations are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it doesn't really go like that, but looking at how amazing our house looks, it fits. My mom did a spectacular job of the lights, and our Christmas village is beautiful. The bathroom is even decorated to the hilt! But on more important things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Thanksgiving was fantabulous. Yes, I made that word up, but at least I didn't say anything like, "dramastically" or "liberetical" or "splendorful." All of those lovely words were created by different people in my church, bless their hearts. Just one of the many things that make life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I've been kinda mopey, because I haven't gotten any emails lately, being that Robbie's outta school, Michelle's family is sick or something, and Bek is just being lazy. And Ethan was at Devil's Lake or something. Did I get it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz practice was pathetic today, cuz nobody studied. I mean, come on, it's Thanksgiving Break, who takes time to study? So practice consisted mostly of Jordan talking about Disney World (lucky dog got to go for his birthday) and Robbie elbowing me in the ribs. On purpose. For no reason whatsoever. Isn't he so lovable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But singing practice went great! I'm singing 2nd soprano, and since the only other 2nd soprano wasn't there, I had to go it alone, and it was hard. But I pulled through, and Mrs. Smith said that I did great! I've also been practicing a song on my own time. "You Raise Me Up," by Josh Groban. That guy has such a dreamy voice! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, check out God's Girl today, because I have a question for you all to answer for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl *muah*&lt;br /&gt;Emily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116459007021589816?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116459007021589816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116459007021589816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116459007021589816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116459007021589816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/11/joy-to-world-christmas-decorations-are.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116346764302925976</id><published>2006-11-13T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:27:23.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Um...it said that there were three comments, which I really wanted to read, but when I clicked, it didn't show any. So, I'm sorry if anybody had something important to say, because I couldn't read it. There's a lot of weird things going on with my blogs. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my family went to The Santa Claus 3. It was actually kind of cute! Not exactly my fave genre of movie, but it was more just to do something as a family than for the movie. A movie that I can't wait to come out is Night in the Museum. That looks hilarious!!!!! Ben Stiller is so funny. For anybody who likes silly, weird humor, I highly recommend Mystery Men, which is about a bunch of guys who think they're superheroes, but are really just a bunch of nerdy wanna-bes. I doubt that Ethan, Beth, or Danna would appreciate it. You guys are too intellectual. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies' retreat was a blast!!!! I'd describe what we did, but I think I already said most of it (condensed) on Beth's Lothlorien blog. Which is more of a conversation than a blog. But it's cool, we talk about good stuff. Like time travel. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed the Jane Austen blog to a general book blog. Any member can now suggest a book they like, put up discussion questions, or whatever, and it's not limited to any one author. That should make it easier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quiz rally is on Friday!!!! Pray for us, that we wouldn't just do it for the competition. And pray for me, that I have patience with all the annoying newbies!!!! Actually, it's not so bad. It's just that Robbie, Jordan, and Bryan are so distracting with all their jokes, and it's hard to pay attention to the quiz coach when I'm laughing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger needs to put emoticons on here. That would be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116346764302925976?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116346764302925976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116346764302925976' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116346764302925976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116346764302925976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/11/um.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116301708409065336</id><published>2006-11-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:18:07.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I take it back. You guys haven't abandoned me, I've just been writing boring stuff that nobody wants to comment on, right? Whatever, you guys, be that way. No, jk.&lt;br /&gt;The ladies' retreat is on Friday, and I can't wait!!! A whole weekend of girl-talk,  no chores, and spending time in God's word! Can't get any better.&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to the library to get books on Queen Victoria. That's who I've chosen for my research paper I'm doing. Pretty far cry from what I did the last two papers! For those who don't know, they were about Stonewall Jackson and separation of church &amp; state. Well, I actually still have half my schoolday left, so I'll go do that before my mom gets home. Shhhh, don't tell her I was on here! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116301708409065336?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116301708409065336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116301708409065336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116301708409065336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116301708409065336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/11/okay-i-take-it-back.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116257918093978146</id><published>2006-11-03T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:39:40.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* You guys have abandoned me...am I talking to nobody, now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, Megan, you're computer is slow.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, Danna, you're too busy with kids.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, Ethan, you're too busy with farming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuses, excuses. Well, I have to talk to somebody, so I'll say it to anybody who's listening. Last night was fun and sad. Fun because I got to go to Robbie's football game and talk to Megan while we sat on the bleachers. Even though it was pouring down rain.&lt;br /&gt;It was sad because the other team won (ha ha, I'm giving no specifics!) and we were so close!!! But that's not the worst of it. Afterwards, we all went to dinner, and Robbie was extremely depressed. He barely spoke, and when he finally started talking to Megan and me, my sister's brainless friends started saying, "There's no reason to be sad, Robbie." "It's just a game, Robbie." "You guys were really close, it's too bad you didn't win, Robbie." And he shut up again. I wanted to strangle them!!! I hate seeing my friends upset, especially somebody like him, who is always happy and fun. Well, maybe spending a weekend at the church men's retreat will cheer him up.&lt;br /&gt;Bek might be visiting from...er, up north. And she might get to spend the night at my house on Saturday! We'll have a blast. We'll watch S&amp;amp;S...or Little Secrets...or The Lake House!!! Well, I still have homework, so buh-bye, and you guys better comment this time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116257918093978146?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116257918093978146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116257918093978146' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116257918093978146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116257918093978146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/11/sigh-you-guys-have-abandoned-me.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116231990685316501</id><published>2006-10-31T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:38:26.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Reformation Day!!!! For anybody who doesn't know, Reformation Day is the Christian answer to Halloween; we celebrate the nailing of the 95 Theses by Martin Luther. So tonight, we go to the church and hear Pastor Chuck talk for a while, then we play board games until late at night. It's a lot of fun! Last year Robbie didn't get to go cuz he was in the hospital. That was a bummer. I'm bored...somebody say something to end this monotony!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116231990685316501?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116231990685316501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116231990685316501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116231990685316501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116231990685316501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-reformation-day-for-anybody-who.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116197674119909260</id><published>2006-10-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T12:19:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Score!!! I had resolved not to post again until somebody commented. Now I can post again. Thank you, Ethan!&lt;br /&gt;So today I finished my school day at 9:30 AM. Woohoo!!!!! It's cuz my mom wants us to leave the house at ,like, noon so we can get tons of errands done. And guess what we do afterwards: Friday night evangelism!!!!! I didn't even have to bug my dad for two weeks ahead of time, he just decided to himself!!!! I'm really excited.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for my cousin Amanda. She isn't hostile to the gospel like she used to be, but she seems a little indifferent. I mean, she doesn't care much at all what happens to her when she dies. And she doesn't think Christians should try to change the minds of anybody else into believing in repentance and faith. So, yeah, she just needs a lot of prayer right now.&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Over the Hedge &lt;/span&gt;the other day, and we watched it yesterday. That movie is soooo funny!!! I think I'm gonna be quoting Hammy for the rest of my life. "I am a crazy rabid squirrel!"&lt;br /&gt;And guess what comes out on December 5? DMC!!!!!! XOXOXOXOXO!!!! My cousin Nick says that Jack acts gay. No way!!!! He's just...different. I love what Marty says: "I noticed that Captain's been acting strange...er."&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post has been a whole crapload of nothing. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116197674119909260?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116197674119909260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116197674119909260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116197674119909260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116197674119909260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/10/score-i-had-resolved-not-to-post-again.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116146987178063654</id><published>2006-10-21T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:31:11.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been good lately. No particular reason why...ha ha, I can see Danna and Megan just rolling their eyes now. W/e, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I went through about a bazillion cooking magazines and clipped out all the recipes I want to try. There were a few weird ones that I can't believe people would eat. Like zucchini brownies! Gross!!!! But I found some good recipes. Now I just have to have a get-together with friends so that I can try some!&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to a lot of Family Force 5 lately. They're a pretty new band from the South, and they rock! For anybody who likes punk, try the song Kountry Gentleman, you won't be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;My sister had her first real piano lesson yesterday. She's played piano for about four or five years now, but has had very little "real" lessons. She does really well! I took piano for several years, then dropped out. It just doesn't seem to click in my mind. If I could take lessons for anything, I would do some kind of martial art. But I wouldn't want to risk missing any church function or something with friends because of lessons, so I opted not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I watched X-Men (the first one) for the first time on Thursday. I loved it!!!!! That last part when Logan transferred his healing powers to Rogue and started bleeding everywhere almost made me cry. My dad said that the other X-Men movies aren't that great, so I'm not hoping for too much, but I'm still going to see them. I want to see what happens!!!! And I think that I heard that Scott and Jean get married...yuck. Sorry, but Cyclops is just soooo boring!!!! Jean's a cool person, and Scott just doesn't live up to her.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been talking to Bek (for anybody who doesn't know, Bek is an e-pal of mine) about the problems with Green Day. I think she gets what I'm trying to tell her, which is that their music is not worth wading through the junk to get to the fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;How's everybody else doin'? Ethan has seemed to disappear from the net...he hasn't talked in a while. But that's understandable, since he's got a farm or whatever it is. No, I'm not talking about Ethan from church; it's Ethan from Beth's blogs. Well, I think I've probably lost people's interest by now, so I'll end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116146987178063654?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116146987178063654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116146987178063654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116146987178063654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116146987178063654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-has-been-good-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-116009505554760087</id><published>2006-10-05T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T17:37:35.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today I did school and baked pumpkin bread. Yuck for the former, yum for the latter! I told Robbie that I wouldn't be able to write about the campout, so that's off my back. I still haven't done anything in my story, but I think I know how I'm going to end it. But I'm not telling! When I publish it and get famous, you'll just have to buy it and read it. Heehee. I'm changing my bad guy's name from Dragoslav to something else. Any ideas for a sinister name that actually sounds believable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-116009505554760087?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/116009505554760087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=116009505554760087' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116009505554760087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/116009505554760087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-today-i-did-school-and-baked.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-115870943920544141</id><published>2006-09-19T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:43:59.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realized that lately i've been giving kinda half-hearted posts. i mean, i haven't really said anything at all in them! but i can't think of anything to write. my life has been very normal lately, nothing special. i've been daydreaming about a dress i saw on amazon, i've been trying new recipes, and i've been feeling guilty about not emailing robbie. he keeps asking me, "did you send the poem yet?" i'm supposed to write a poem about the campout. but i feel like anything i write will totally dwarf the absolute amazing slice of heaven that this year's campout was. but i'll feel really bad if i back out now. i'm also trying to write a book. a fiction book. but it's really hard! i wanted to write this book, then post each chapter on here, one at a time. but it's been probably six months now, and i haven't even finished the first draft of the story! i keep changing my mind on what i want to happen to the characters. a happy ending? a tragedy? an opening for a sequel? i don't know! and i'm starting to wonder about the names of my characters. i mean, i like the names of some of them, but some are just a little too...much. ya know? like Dragoslav. when i first read that name on a baby name site, i was like, "woah! that is just too cool!" but now i'm thinking that it's just too theatric to be believable. what do you think? and what about the name Donovan? is that too much? please answer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-115870943920544141?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/115870943920544141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=115870943920544141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115870943920544141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115870943920544141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-realized-that-lately-ive-been-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-115774185602148709</id><published>2006-09-08T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:57:36.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah, sorry i haven't been updating. i just started school yesterday, and haven't had much time for the computer. the campout was AWESOME!!!! it was the best one i've ever been to, and i've been to quite a few. i think i want to change the layout for this blog, but i don't know where to get free blogger layouts. if anybody can tell me any good links, i'd much appreciate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-115774185602148709?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/115774185602148709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=115774185602148709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115774185602148709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115774185602148709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/09/woah-sorry-i-havent-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26336164.post-115690105568057282</id><published>2006-08-29T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:24:15.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weekend is my church's annual campout!!!!! i can't wait. the whole church family heads up to the mountains and we spend the whole weekend there! plus i get to see four friends of mine that i never get to see otherwise. and now for the cream (to borrow from emma woodhouse): i'm getting baptized!!!!! it'll actually be my, uh...second time. but the first time wasn't a true belief in the Lord, so i'm being baptized again, four or five years later. only downside, the lake up at the campout is icy cold and leech infested! yuck! at least i'll have one of my friends being baptized there too for moral support. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26336164-115690105568057282?l=votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/feeds/115690105568057282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26336164&amp;postID=115690105568057282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115690105568057282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26336164/posts/default/115690105568057282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://votebeeblebrox.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-weekend-is-my-churchs-annual.html' title=''/><author><name>emily...♫</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05913782759049625639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ic0C2ij8dfE/SWQZ2EdECfI/AAAAAAAADRA/pKfrqaHqNwY/S220/DSC03007.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
