iTan

I had something to talk about and now I can't remember what it was. I'M TO YOUNG TO BE HAVING SENIOR MOMENTS!


well, I am recovered from the walk saterday and am very happy regarding that fact. now I have three sets of tan. it might surprise you to learn that I still have a tan line from my swimsuit last summer! on top of that, now I have even darker skin from this year's walk. my legs look I'm wearing upper thigh stockings that stop at my ankles. I guess that would be very long leg warmers not stockings. it looks weird. I remind myself of a paint horse with all my different skin colors. and now I'm thinking that I tan easy, burn if left in sun all day without shade, and keep tan as well as I get it. lucky me.



I'm reading this book and it's 676 pages long and it's really two books in one binding. like I finished the first part of the book last night and started the "part two" and what do you know, it's four years later and the teen age characters are now adults. now I call that cheating! you skip a lot and it doesn't even seem right considering in part one they were getting ready for a war that was going to break out SOON but it took four years for it to actually happen and then you've got these other characters that are trapped or kidnapped. they've been in captivity for FOUR years! anyway, if you want to know what book I'm talking about it's called the bones of makados by bryan davis and it's the 8th book in the series (but I really think it should have been 8th and 9th book) raising dragons/oracles of fire and I suggest you never read these for your own sanity. they are good at keeping your attention, but the rest of it is just kind of bad in my opinion. I own all 8 and I don't plan on reading them a second time.

warning: darth kitty on the loose

I'm feeling sick and sore and all around awful. I'm doing better today than yesterday, but I still feel the walk from Saturday every time I take a step and the sunburn hasn't improved at all. it hurts to touch my legs with ANYTHING which also means I haven't been able to shave and the hair is just growing which only adds to my bad mood. I'm tired and cannot get enough sleep due to how loud the house is in the morning. grrr! this is the part where I DO turn into a darth kitty. MEEEERRROOWWWW! SSSSSSSSSSS!

walk a thon

why is it called that anyway? I get the walk part, but the thon? oh well. Yesterday, I walked 12 miles. There were 5 girls total walking. that was it. no guys showed up or anything. that really surprised me that more of the homeschool group, guys included didn't show up. only five walkers! that's sad. My legs and hips are so sore! I'm limping around the house and basically walking like my grandmother. I remembered to put sunscreen all over my body except my legs. oops. so the rest of me is a little tanner than it was before the walk, but my legs? they are beet red and sore to the touch. ow. never forgetting to put sunscreen on them again!

Stephanie had a goal to walk 20 miles. she was on her 12th when I noticed her starting to fade. the girl just got paler and paler as she kept going. her posture was slumping and she looked dead on her feet. we were both walking at the same time, but she was ahead of me because she walked faster and has longer legs. Mrs. Gina started noticing it too and called Stephanie's mother. I'm not really sure what went on with that whole thing. it's 90 something degrees outside in the hot hot sun! we kept trying to get Steph to stop, but she didn't want to. her dad called her and shortly after than Steph realized that she was getting dizzy, but she wanted to keep going.

We more or less had to drag her off the track and take her back to Lizzie's place. after she'd been laying down for about ten minutes, her heart rate was still 120! Steph suffered from heat exhaustion more than anything else. I'm not sure how much longer she would have lasted before passing out. Steph reached a total of 14 and a quarter miles before we took her out. GO STEPHANIE! she walked further than any of us! now that is determination.

Lock Up

Last night my mom and I went to this Pro-Life dinner thing for the new Pregnancy center in Clovis. I was serving the food. I HATE being a waitress. why? well, my people skills are like...2 and that is just not my thing. I freeze up and get all trembley. this is also one of the reasons why I'm a great actor, but not in front of people I don't know. It's like a paralyzing stage fright! STRESS MAKES ME LOCK UP! That's why I'm so terrible at tests and math. my brain freezes. I'm still suffering today from yesterday's stress!

I was on my feet for most of the evening and when we got to sit down and eat, I couldn't eat very much because of my nerves. Mom always says that I always look calm, cool and collected and I bet that none of my friends that I was serving with could see all the stress I was feeling. because I do look cool calm and collected when I'm freaking out. I'm not sure why. but it makes life even worse for me sometimes, being able to hide those emotions so well!

The night before last I didn't get a lot of sleep. I'm not sure why. Last night I didn't get a lot of sleep. I was serving at the dinner all night long in my dreams and I was half awake for most of the night. Rachel kept coughing, so that kept me up too!

I also had two demonic visitors. Let me tell you, it is not pleasant to be sleeping and then have someone invisible pin you to your pillow and cover your mouth so you can't tell it to get the heck out of here! I've dealt with them before so it wasn't really a big problem, I just can't understand why all of a sudden they are interested in ME! Dad said it's because we're getting close to something and it's part of my spiritual training so I know how to deal with demons when I'm testifying to people. I think they don't like that I'm going to be doing that walk-a-thon for make-a-wish on Saturday. that sounds a bit crazy, but satan HATES it when we do stuff that's good and right. so it stands to reason. If you think I'm making this up, I'm not. the spirit world is real and the dark side is NOT fun, no matter what Satan tells you.

I think Satan is trying to scare me into hiding from God, but I know that God has given me the power to get rid of the unwelcome visitors that sometimes show up and I've witnessed some miraculus things. If I've learned anything from my unwelcome visitors it's that if demons are real, than the spirit world is real and if the spirit world is real then angels are real and if angels are real that means God is real and if God is real, then I'm in good hands and God is NEVER going to leave me to face my problems on my own.

Geico Problem

This is just funny.

Turn out the light!

my bedroom is right across the hall from the bathroom. when the light gets left on, I get this bright light in my face and can't sleep. so I'm ALWAYS turning it off.

My Brother Nathan has a habit of going to the bathroom in the middle of the night and then not turning off the light when he leaves. he does it all the time and I get really sick and tired of turning the light off. two nights ago, while he was coming out of the bathroom I yelled at him to turn the light off.

"OK." he said and continued to go back into his room and not do anything about the light. So I had to pull myself out of my nice warm bed and turn the light off myself. ugh! the next morning, I told him about it and he said he didn't remember going to the bathroom at all that night. Why must I have a brother that sleep walks? it's bad enough that the sister I share a room with talks in her sleep. I'm a light sleeper and these doing-things-in-your-sleep things make me very grumpy indeed.

Choir

Yesterday I went to choir. I haven't been going because I've been sick. But obviously if I went yesterday, I wasn't feeling sick. the frustrating thing about choir is the fact that we're learning songs I've never heard before and I can't read music. I know that if the notes on the bar go up, you sing higher. if they go down, you sing lower. that's about it. I thank God I've got a knack for learning songs quickly. I don't know much about music. duh. I just said I couldn't read it. but I'm pretty good at playing stuff by ear. and singing. so I don't even really need the sheet music if I know the melody. that's another thing that I'm grateful for, I'm a soprano, not an alto.

what kind of got me in trouble yesterday (with myself not anybody else) is that we are learning how to compose music as well as sing it. did I mention I can't read music? how can I write it if I can't even read it! Oh well. I guess I'll just muddle through. I'm good at that too.

I don't think I'd even go if it weren't for the fact that I'm not the only one in the class who doesn't know what they are doing.