Life...

Ah today we have a tour! fun fun :) but i'm like sooo sore! yesterday in PE class Megan had us do a bazillion leg and ab exercises so now i can't walk down stairs without my knees buckling. Not surprisingly, some ppls put up a fight while we were in PE class. Megan said, "Ok lets go outside and do our running." One person relied, "I refuse." Megan says, "Nope, you don't. Your going." They responded, "You can't refuse my refusal." Megan says, "Oh really? (i can see her wheels turning and thinking oh no you didn't...) Unfortunately, i didn't get to see what Megan would dole out as a punishment (if the person didn't comply) because it was raining and we couldn't run... :( Highlight of my day? Definitely.

Runing

Running-ugh. Today is PE testing. You run for 12 minutes as fast as you can. Last time we were supposed to do it, it snowed. (thank goodness) but now that day has come back to bite me. It's cold and dreary outside and i have a splitting head ache. Pain in the butt ache that dosn't go away. Too much to do, to much to think about, to little sleep.  Can't wait till i'm home.

day in and day out...

Morning: wake up, get shower, get ready, finish homework, scramble through morning till lunch. Stress through afternoon and fight off sleep. Stagger through orchestra, then mope along in study hall. Repeat next day. Devotionals are constantly running through your brain mixed with math equations (quadratic formula, fractions, and other stuff.) My brain is fried, i try to sleep more but i cant. My foot has a rash that itches like crazy, and people everywhere! no place to stop, no place for quiet. Oh cali tour, come soon!!! I NEED YOU!

Seasons Of Change

here in British columbia, the snow has just begun to fall. It is soo beautiful! I can still remember the first day i arrived. I thought it was downright ugly. i mean, seriously? no deciduous trees!?! as the days and months went by, i have found i enjoy this place more and more. Yeah i still miss my east coast home, but i will always love the years i spent in beautiful british columbia.

101 things NOT to do before your die

while i was still at school, Ms Raney let me borrow one of her books. This book's title was "101 things not to do before you die." it was a relatively good book with some.... interesting entries but overall interesting. one of these listed things was to see Yellowstone National park because it sits above a huge pocket of lava (it causes all the hot geysers). On the way home from school, i did see Yellowstone and thus there was only 100 things left for me NOT to do. Later while we were in Wyoming, we were passing through a small town. Halfway asleep with my eyes practically glazed over, i suddenly see a sign next to the road. It read "See the one and only Jackalope!" Since you probably dont know what a jackalope is, i'm sorry. i didnt expect you to in the first place :) hehe. Somewhere in the back of my foggy brain i remember reading about this thing... OH yeah! it was in that book! "Dad lets pull over and see that! " so we did ;) there at the only gas station in town, i pulled my listing of things Not to do down to 99!! (well... actually 98 because i had previously seen Wall drug... and really its in that book for a reason!)  anwyay... outside the gas station was a ceramic jackalope, inside was the real thing! I took pics just for Ms. Raney too, so now you can see what it is and not have to spend the time to go see it :)

Another Poem

Parts of the Past

In the land of the Emerald Isle,

Lived a discreet little group out about one mile.

Those Druids circled round in families so tight

Teaching the children the ways of the night

They all came together every once in awhile

To celebrate their ancestry and drink from the vile.

On that green hill, a circle of rocks to honor the Sun

Stood the high priestess; the Ceremony was done.

Encircled from view by a protective shield

The invisible land holds powers to wield

Like Avalon, it’s held and sheltered from view

But only to keep others from drinking the dew.

Long before the Catholic came to their land,

Their ways were establish and perfected by hand.

Run out of that green land, then wiped off the Earth,

They were thought to be dead, but never stopped was their birth.

In this day, no more do their rituals perform

For throughout the nations these people now conform.

Blended into society they come and go,

But on some days remember their ancestor’s foe.

In me now, I have found I am one

A descendent of those people I know I should shun.

My family is Christian and on that path I will stay.

I am part of the past but their memory in me is hazy gray

Poem inspired by Christian

(note) Christian hates the Confederates and the South. I'm from the south :)

Banners and Flags

In them days, there were battles between North an’ South

Each raged in heated fury to make their point known

On each side, they fought for the cause they sought to win

Rebellion was in full sway as they battled.

“Rebels” to the side of General Robert E. Lee,

To set standards for all states governing freedom.

They di’nt want to be linked to a place so fickle.

Wanted the choice to be what they were goin’a be.

With ‘ol Lincoln as leader, the North rallied up

They joined in an oath to keep their nation as one.

They would fight their own brothers rather than to lose,

‘Cause what North’erns begin, they will see it finish.

What began as a squabble over a few laws,

Turned into a war based on way different reasons.

For one the South wasn’t going to give up her slaves,

But the North was steadfast to stay as one country.

Both reasons were selfish and not very well founded.

The one to stay big and the other to remain strong.

At different poles of the same continent they lived,

With different flags to guide their armies to battle.

One mostly of stripes, the other both stars and bars.

It’s said they fought boldly with purpose “under God,”

But who’s to say that God was with either those days?

They said, “We’re fightin’ for what we believe is right.”

But killing each other had never been in plan.

Oh, if only we were all joined under one flag.

If folks were lovin’ and kind to friends and neighbors

Disagreements could be settled with “I’m sorry.”

No one would be upset by what others believe.

Under God’s Banner, love could bind us together.