Here's something that should be interesting. During a youth retreat (which I didn't go to because I thought I was busy, but really wasn't) all the kids were handed envelopes with "Kingdom Worker" cards inside. Each card had a challenge on it that the recipient was obligated to follow. Opening the envelope was optional however. I'm happy to say that all my friends opened their envelopes. One challenge was to set aside twenty dollars a month and on the twentieth of each month do something nice for someone else with it. Another challenge was to raise a thousand dollars and donate it to a good cause. The entire youth group is doing a challenge to raise five thousand dollars to help build wells in Africa. My good friend Jeremy has the challenge to memorize 2 Timothy. The entire thing. I decided, "Hey, that sounds like a good idea. I think I'll do that too." So now I am working on memorizing the longest piece of writing I've ever attempted to memorize. Here's how you can help:
Pray for me.
Pray for me.
Quiz me when you have the chance.
Pray for me.
Remind me to keep working.
Pray for me.
Memorize it with me.
Pray for me.
I think that's about it.
Interesting Fact:
Your stomach produces a new layer of mucus every two weeks - otherwise it will digest itself.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
THE HELPED DOING SOME HELPING
Strange title, I know, but you'll figure it out soon enough. This post is about my week at HandyCamp.
Monday was boring as usual. Wake up early, go to camp, sign in, unpack, go through six hours of orientation, and only have play time before bedtime. Orientation is really boring the third time you go through it.
Tuesday the campers arrived. I had a guy named Steve, but he preferred to be called Buddy. How do I know? His name tag said so. Otherwise I never would have known. He hardly spoke a word and when he did speak, it was about going home. A bit different from the usual excitement the campers show when they arrive. I can't say a whole lot about him due to privacy, but I will say that he was mostly independent.
Wednesday. Still not speaking very much. Also, he doesn't enjoy moving around a bunch. He sat around for long periods of time and so of course I sat with him. Buddy was anti-social and always sat in the back of the room during bible study, worship, or special events. The only things we did during the day were planned events. No spontaneous things for Buddy. He did, however, smile and laugh during the clown show, although he was afraid of the clown. I guess as long as those creeps stay away from him he'l perfectly okay with them being stupid.
Thursday. Same as above, except he was especially anti-social during dinner and the dance. At least he was willing to color that day. Still, by then I was starting to get used to Buddy and actually understand some of his mutterings (most of which are about home or some people at his group home). Also, I was starting to understand why God sent me to this camp and paired me with Buddy. I believe that God always has me meet someone at camp who helps work out an issue in my life. It can't be coincidence because it happens every single time.
Friday. Best day yet. I finally figured Buddy out. We got through the day without being super anti-social and actually make more than one woodcraft. The Friday night service was awesome (more on this and the week's bible studies in the next post).
Saturday. Worst day yet. Buddy couldn't stop complaining about going home during the closing ceremony. Then came the frustrating time for packing, which is always annoying no matter what camp you go to. There's always some rush and frantic searching as you look for their lost belongings that end up exactly where you should have looked first but didn't because you weren't thinking straight. Then, after the goodbyes (actually, Buddy said he hated me and told me to go away-more on this later) I packed my own stuff, which involved more rush and frantic searching because there are some moms wanting to leave on time.
So that was my week. If it doesn't sound interesting or even remotely fun, don't be fooled. Although that week was the most trying out of all the times I've gone, it wasn't any less interesting or fun. See, I've found out that HandyCamp isn't really for mentally and physically disabled adults to come and be served all week. It isn't about volunteers giving up their time to make sure the adults have fun. While both of those do happen, they aren't the reason the camp is fun. In fact, if that's all the camp was about, it would be awful. No, HandyCamp is fun because while helping the disabled adults, you discover that they are also helping you. Yes, those adults who are laughed at and turned away by society, who struggle every day, who must live under the care of others, end up helping you more than you help them. Like I said, God always sends me to a camp and pairs me up with a certain adult to teach me something. I've learned more about how to truly follow Christ from those adults than I have from church, youth group, Sunday school, and bible study combined.
Interesting Fact:
In 2003, the personal fortune of J. K. Rowling- the author of the Harry Potter series- surpassed that of the Queen of England.
Monday was boring as usual. Wake up early, go to camp, sign in, unpack, go through six hours of orientation, and only have play time before bedtime. Orientation is really boring the third time you go through it.
Tuesday the campers arrived. I had a guy named Steve, but he preferred to be called Buddy. How do I know? His name tag said so. Otherwise I never would have known. He hardly spoke a word and when he did speak, it was about going home. A bit different from the usual excitement the campers show when they arrive. I can't say a whole lot about him due to privacy, but I will say that he was mostly independent.
Wednesday. Still not speaking very much. Also, he doesn't enjoy moving around a bunch. He sat around for long periods of time and so of course I sat with him. Buddy was anti-social and always sat in the back of the room during bible study, worship, or special events. The only things we did during the day were planned events. No spontaneous things for Buddy. He did, however, smile and laugh during the clown show, although he was afraid of the clown. I guess as long as those creeps stay away from him he'l perfectly okay with them being stupid.
Thursday. Same as above, except he was especially anti-social during dinner and the dance. At least he was willing to color that day. Still, by then I was starting to get used to Buddy and actually understand some of his mutterings (most of which are about home or some people at his group home). Also, I was starting to understand why God sent me to this camp and paired me with Buddy. I believe that God always has me meet someone at camp who helps work out an issue in my life. It can't be coincidence because it happens every single time.
Friday. Best day yet. I finally figured Buddy out. We got through the day without being super anti-social and actually make more than one woodcraft. The Friday night service was awesome (more on this and the week's bible studies in the next post).
Saturday. Worst day yet. Buddy couldn't stop complaining about going home during the closing ceremony. Then came the frustrating time for packing, which is always annoying no matter what camp you go to. There's always some rush and frantic searching as you look for their lost belongings that end up exactly where you should have looked first but didn't because you weren't thinking straight. Then, after the goodbyes (actually, Buddy said he hated me and told me to go away-more on this later) I packed my own stuff, which involved more rush and frantic searching because there are some moms wanting to leave on time.
So that was my week. If it doesn't sound interesting or even remotely fun, don't be fooled. Although that week was the most trying out of all the times I've gone, it wasn't any less interesting or fun. See, I've found out that HandyCamp isn't really for mentally and physically disabled adults to come and be served all week. It isn't about volunteers giving up their time to make sure the adults have fun. While both of those do happen, they aren't the reason the camp is fun. In fact, if that's all the camp was about, it would be awful. No, HandyCamp is fun because while helping the disabled adults, you discover that they are also helping you. Yes, those adults who are laughed at and turned away by society, who struggle every day, who must live under the care of others, end up helping you more than you help them. Like I said, God always sends me to a camp and pairs me up with a certain adult to teach me something. I've learned more about how to truly follow Christ from those adults than I have from church, youth group, Sunday school, and bible study combined.
Interesting Fact:
In 2003, the personal fortune of J. K. Rowling- the author of the Harry Potter series- surpassed that of the Queen of England.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
CAMPING
Okay, here's the adventure that happened before my trip to the Naval Academy.
So, at our old church we became really good friends with the pastor and his wife. Now every year she takes us camping, along with her nieces and nephew who are our age. This year we tried out a new campground and its number two on the list of favorite campgrounds.
Tuesday afternoon we went to Grandma Judy's house (not actually our grandma of course, but we call her that anyway) and discovered that instead of going to the campground to sleep, we'd stay at her house due to storms rolling in. the last five or so years we've had a bunch of rain. Sleeping in wet tents is not fun. So this year we stayed in a dry house playing card and board games.
The next day we went to the campground and set up tents. After that, we just did normal camping things. We went fishing, cooked awesome meals (hobo dinners are delicious), swam, hiked, took a tour of the historical part of the park, etc.
Before we left we had to stop by Dairy Queen, a tradition that started way back in the second or third year of camping. This was our tenth year.
So that's it. It's one of the things I look forward to the most because no matter what happens during our adventure, we always have fun.
I forgot to include a interesting fact in the last post, so here's two:
The steam rising from a cup of coffee contains the same amount of antioxidants as three oranges.
In 2005, the New York Times carried the headline "Good Smell Perplexes New Yorkers". The reported phenomenon was a mysterious maple-syrup scent wafting over the city. The smell's source was never identified.
So, at our old church we became really good friends with the pastor and his wife. Now every year she takes us camping, along with her nieces and nephew who are our age. This year we tried out a new campground and its number two on the list of favorite campgrounds.
Tuesday afternoon we went to Grandma Judy's house (not actually our grandma of course, but we call her that anyway) and discovered that instead of going to the campground to sleep, we'd stay at her house due to storms rolling in. the last five or so years we've had a bunch of rain. Sleeping in wet tents is not fun. So this year we stayed in a dry house playing card and board games.
The next day we went to the campground and set up tents. After that, we just did normal camping things. We went fishing, cooked awesome meals (hobo dinners are delicious), swam, hiked, took a tour of the historical part of the park, etc.
Before we left we had to stop by Dairy Queen, a tradition that started way back in the second or third year of camping. This was our tenth year.
So that's it. It's one of the things I look forward to the most because no matter what happens during our adventure, we always have fun.
I forgot to include a interesting fact in the last post, so here's two:
The steam rising from a cup of coffee contains the same amount of antioxidants as three oranges.
In 2005, the New York Times carried the headline "Good Smell Perplexes New Yorkers". The reported phenomenon was a mysterious maple-syrup scent wafting over the city. The smell's source was never identified.
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
AYE AYE SIR!!!!!
So I'm going to start my string of posts with my latest adventure and work backwards.
My recent at the Academy was very tiring. We woke up at 5:30 every day and got yelled at by actual drill Sergeants. Then we had to eat breakfast in 10 minutes, ran a couple miles, took classes with tests at the end, then lights out at 10:00. Actually I'm joking, none of that happened. Okay. Here's a the short version of my adventures. Details would probably overload this computer.
Monday- Flew in at 9ish. Taken to the Academy where I sat around until five to have dinner. Played some capture the flag. Unpacked. Went to bed.
Tuesday- Met my group (I was in Blue 1). Our leader was 2nd Class Midshipman Jack James. That means he was going into his third year at the Academy. His job was to take our group to all the activities on time. He was pretty cool, especially since he enjoyed pranking people at breakfast. There were 5 other people in my group. 120-140 kids were at camp all together. We went to the Air and Space museum in DC. Watched an IMAX about the Hubble telescope and then walked around for a bit. The WWII exhibit was awesome. After we went back, we took a tour of the Academy. Had a delicious cookout and played ultimate frisbee for three hours. Then had free time and lights out at 11:00.
Wednesday- Took two classes in the morning:Forensic Chemistry and Control Systems.
Two in the afternoon: Cryptography and Sound Waves and Light.
Played sports. Had free time until lights out. Also had Blue and Gold, during which we all gathered and gave comments on the day and had announcements.
Thursday- Classes: Airplanes/Rockets, Fluids Lab, Boat Building, and Brittle/Ductile Metals.
Played sports. Ice cream social after dinner. Blue and Gold at 9:45. Free time until lights out at 11:00.
Friday- Classes: Robotics, Photography, Biometrics, Lie Detector (this was my favorite set of classes).
Played sports, had a talent show (no, I didn't participate because I had nothing to show). Blue and Gold at 9:00, lights out at midnight.
Saturday- Pack, another Robotics class (in which we used a calculator to control a chassis- I know, cool huh?), present our robot at the science fair when the parents showed up, had the awards ceremony and got a certificate of completion, then left for the airport immediately afterward. Immediately as in, get out of my seat, say goodbye, and leave.
One more thing. On the way from Baltimore to Detroit, for some reason I still don't know, I got moved up to first class! It was pretty exciting. Kind of wish I hadn't spent all that money on snacks to take on the airplane because they offered some pretty good stuff.
That's it. A long post, but much shorter than the version I told my parents, which took about and hour and a half to tell. Next post will probably be this afternoon if I have time, which I probably will.
p.s. I probably have a ton of typos and punctuation errors, so please excuse me. I was trying to do this quickly before I left to take my written test for my drivers license. I passed my driving test yesterday (YES!!!!). Hopefully I'll be coming home with a license.
My recent at the Academy was very tiring. We woke up at 5:30 every day and got yelled at by actual drill Sergeants. Then we had to eat breakfast in 10 minutes, ran a couple miles, took classes with tests at the end, then lights out at 10:00. Actually I'm joking, none of that happened. Okay. Here's a the short version of my adventures. Details would probably overload this computer.
Monday- Flew in at 9ish. Taken to the Academy where I sat around until five to have dinner. Played some capture the flag. Unpacked. Went to bed.
Tuesday- Met my group (I was in Blue 1). Our leader was 2nd Class Midshipman Jack James. That means he was going into his third year at the Academy. His job was to take our group to all the activities on time. He was pretty cool, especially since he enjoyed pranking people at breakfast. There were 5 other people in my group. 120-140 kids were at camp all together. We went to the Air and Space museum in DC. Watched an IMAX about the Hubble telescope and then walked around for a bit. The WWII exhibit was awesome. After we went back, we took a tour of the Academy. Had a delicious cookout and played ultimate frisbee for three hours. Then had free time and lights out at 11:00.
Wednesday- Took two classes in the morning:Forensic Chemistry and Control Systems.
Two in the afternoon: Cryptography and Sound Waves and Light.
Played sports. Had free time until lights out. Also had Blue and Gold, during which we all gathered and gave comments on the day and had announcements.
Thursday- Classes: Airplanes/Rockets, Fluids Lab, Boat Building, and Brittle/Ductile Metals.
Played sports. Ice cream social after dinner. Blue and Gold at 9:45. Free time until lights out at 11:00.
Friday- Classes: Robotics, Photography, Biometrics, Lie Detector (this was my favorite set of classes).
Played sports, had a talent show (no, I didn't participate because I had nothing to show). Blue and Gold at 9:00, lights out at midnight.
Saturday- Pack, another Robotics class (in which we used a calculator to control a chassis- I know, cool huh?), present our robot at the science fair when the parents showed up, had the awards ceremony and got a certificate of completion, then left for the airport immediately afterward. Immediately as in, get out of my seat, say goodbye, and leave.
One more thing. On the way from Baltimore to Detroit, for some reason I still don't know, I got moved up to first class! It was pretty exciting. Kind of wish I hadn't spent all that money on snacks to take on the airplane because they offered some pretty good stuff.
That's it. A long post, but much shorter than the version I told my parents, which took about and hour and a half to tell. Next post will probably be this afternoon if I have time, which I probably will.
p.s. I probably have a ton of typos and punctuation errors, so please excuse me. I was trying to do this quickly before I left to take my written test for my drivers license. I passed my driving test yesterday (YES!!!!). Hopefully I'll be coming home with a license.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
WOW
Wow. That one word sums up my week. There is way too much stuff to tell you guys in one post, so I'll break it down into at least two, probably three. Unfortunately, I can't write very long tonight so this will be a short post.
This week I was at HandyCamp. This camp is for adults with physical and mental disabilities such as autism, down syndrome, cerebral palsy, etc. For one week a camper is paired up with a volunteer. Activities include singing praises to God, praying, dancing, doing woodcrafts, swimming, bible studies, and art/crafts. I first went to this camp two years ago because my parents made me. We knew some people who'd gone and they thought it'd be a good idea for me to go. I didn't exactly agree with them. God, however, used that week at camp to change my life. This year was my third camp and God continues to teach me and I always come out of camp with a stronger relationship with Him.
That's all I'll tell you for now. I'll get into details later.
By the way, I decided to scratch the idea of including a joke per post. Not that the jokes were bad, but I don't want to spend the time looking through to find good ones.
Fun Fact:
Unlike other fruits, cranberries do not show their ripeness with color. Instead, they are sorted by bouncing: good cranberries bounce and bad ones don't.
This week I was at HandyCamp. This camp is for adults with physical and mental disabilities such as autism, down syndrome, cerebral palsy, etc. For one week a camper is paired up with a volunteer. Activities include singing praises to God, praying, dancing, doing woodcrafts, swimming, bible studies, and art/crafts. I first went to this camp two years ago because my parents made me. We knew some people who'd gone and they thought it'd be a good idea for me to go. I didn't exactly agree with them. God, however, used that week at camp to change my life. This year was my third camp and God continues to teach me and I always come out of camp with a stronger relationship with Him.
That's all I'll tell you for now. I'll get into details later.
By the way, I decided to scratch the idea of including a joke per post. Not that the jokes were bad, but I don't want to spend the time looking through to find good ones.
Fun Fact:
Unlike other fruits, cranberries do not show their ripeness with color. Instead, they are sorted by bouncing: good cranberries bounce and bad ones don't.
Friday, June 4, 2010
CONGRATULATIONS!
Today was an excellent day. I first went to get my power chain on my braces hooked back up. It slipped off two days after it was put on about three weeks ago. Plus, not long after that, the end of a wire started poking holes in my cheek. Now I have this spot that's all calloused and hard and it feels weird. Anyway, it got fixed.
Then I went over and babysat. I usually babysit three kids, but today I only had the two younger kids (by younger I mean that the toilet is a foreign object to them). It was great. I got paid seventy bucks for six and a half hours of work. Not bad. I think I might have to go shopping again soon.
Finally, I went to a friend's graduation party. He goes to my youth group and just got out of torture school (High school). I have a lot of respect for him. He loves God and has a great personality that shows it. He makes it into the top ten people I respect the most. I hope that he keeps his faith during college because that time in your life is like a faith killer. I've seen and heard of so many people going into college a Christian and coming out believe all this junk about evolution and atheism. It's really sad to think about it.
One last note. My grandfather got me a book of jokes for my birthday. A late gift, but a late gift is better than no gift at all, am I right *wink*? So expect a joke at the end of every post. Plus, I'm going to try and post an interesting, not so well known fact. It's to further your education and it's good for you.
I haven't gone through the joke book, but I do have a fact for you:
Gregor Mendel, "the father of genetics," twice failed the certification exam to become a high-school science teacher.
Then I went over and babysat. I usually babysit three kids, but today I only had the two younger kids (by younger I mean that the toilet is a foreign object to them). It was great. I got paid seventy bucks for six and a half hours of work. Not bad. I think I might have to go shopping again soon.
Finally, I went to a friend's graduation party. He goes to my youth group and just got out of torture school (High school). I have a lot of respect for him. He loves God and has a great personality that shows it. He makes it into the top ten people I respect the most. I hope that he keeps his faith during college because that time in your life is like a faith killer. I've seen and heard of so many people going into college a Christian and coming out believe all this junk about evolution and atheism. It's really sad to think about it.
One last note. My grandfather got me a book of jokes for my birthday. A late gift, but a late gift is better than no gift at all, am I right *wink*? So expect a joke at the end of every post. Plus, I'm going to try and post an interesting, not so well known fact. It's to further your education and it's good for you.
I haven't gone through the joke book, but I do have a fact for you:
Gregor Mendel, "the father of genetics," twice failed the certification exam to become a high-school science teacher.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
THIS SUMMER
Summer should be a time of relaxation. A time to just chillax (relax and chill at the same time) and enjoy the freedom. For me, however, this is not how my summer is going to roll. In June, I'm going to three different camps: One three day camp, one five day camp, and one week long camp. I'm excited about all of them, but it is kind of depressing that I have to wait until July to stay home and do nothing. I'm sorry, did I say do nothing? My bad. I meant have friends from Mexico stay for a week and do stuff with them, have four football practices a week, have youth group events every Wednesday night, and whatever else my mom decides to sign me up for.
Back in my last post, I mentioned that I was going to take some placement tests. I'm trying to get into a physics class at Ivy Tech, but I have to score high enough on a math test to take the class. Well, supposedly almost no one tests into the class. Guess who did this time?! Nope, not Hitler, guess again. Nope, not Santa Claus. Me! Gosh, took you long enough to guess. I tested high enough that I not only can enter the physics class, but I also got a high enough score that I could take their Calculus class if I wanted too. I feel like Einstein, minus the crazy hair.
So expect a lot of posts from me. Since I'll be gone most of June, the posts will be spaced out, but I'll probably spread each camping adventure into several posts so I don't bore you with a post so long it'll make the Lord of the Ring Trilogy look like a children's book.
And with that odd metaphor still messing around with your brain, I shall end this post.
Back in my last post, I mentioned that I was going to take some placement tests. I'm trying to get into a physics class at Ivy Tech, but I have to score high enough on a math test to take the class. Well, supposedly almost no one tests into the class. Guess who did this time?! Nope, not Hitler, guess again. Nope, not Santa Claus. Me! Gosh, took you long enough to guess. I tested high enough that I not only can enter the physics class, but I also got a high enough score that I could take their Calculus class if I wanted too. I feel like Einstein, minus the crazy hair.
So expect a lot of posts from me. Since I'll be gone most of June, the posts will be spaced out, but I'll probably spread each camping adventure into several posts so I don't bore you with a post so long it'll make the Lord of the Ring Trilogy look like a children's book.
And with that odd metaphor still messing around with your brain, I shall end this post.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
SAT
Okay, so you probably freaked out because I said that if I didn't post my scores, then I didn't do well. Worry no more. I simply forgot to post them immediately (funny how even when I don't have school to worry about, I still forget to blog). Anyway, here are my scores:
Math- 690
Critical Reading- 740
Writing- 650
Total- 2080
Not to toot my own horn, but I must say that I'm pretty smart.
Because I beat a senior in my youth group (he scored a 1700), my youth pastor is taking me out to lunch. We're going to Mongolian Barbecue! I love that place. You can make just about any combination of foods that you want.
That's all. I don't know when my next post will be. Maybe tomorrow. I have some tests I'm taking today to see if I can get into a college class at Ivy Tech or IUPUI.
Wish me luck!
Math- 690
Critical Reading- 740
Writing- 650
Total- 2080
Not to toot my own horn, but I must say that I'm pretty smart.
Because I beat a senior in my youth group (he scored a 1700), my youth pastor is taking me out to lunch. We're going to Mongolian Barbecue! I love that place. You can make just about any combination of foods that you want.
That's all. I don't know when my next post will be. Maybe tomorrow. I have some tests I'm taking today to see if I can get into a college class at Ivy Tech or IUPUI.
Wish me luck!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
SIXTEEN
Yay! I am now sixteen years old! I'm so proud of myself for having made it this far. Of course, I had help from my family, friends, teachers, youth pastors, and of course, God. Thanks guys!
I had tons of fun this past weekend. On Friday, I had two of my best friends over for a sleep over. We played Xbox and went to see the new Robin Hood movie. It was pretty good, although the plot wasn't what I thought it would be. Still a good movie. Then on Monday night after the co-op's performance I went to another sleep over at another friends house. We walked in a huge circle through some fields. Since it had rained, it was like a mud pit. We ended up taking our shoes off so we could actually make some progress. Then we stayed up watching movies until 4ish. The next day we rode our bikes to Frosty Boy. Yum!
Today, I am going hiking at Turkey Run with some friends from co-op. I've never been, so I hope it's fun.
I get my SAT scores today. If they're good, I'll tell you. If I don't tell you, well, hope my parents haven't killed me yet.
I had tons of fun this past weekend. On Friday, I had two of my best friends over for a sleep over. We played Xbox and went to see the new Robin Hood movie. It was pretty good, although the plot wasn't what I thought it would be. Still a good movie. Then on Monday night after the co-op's performance I went to another sleep over at another friends house. We walked in a huge circle through some fields. Since it had rained, it was like a mud pit. We ended up taking our shoes off so we could actually make some progress. Then we stayed up watching movies until 4ish. The next day we rode our bikes to Frosty Boy. Yum!
Today, I am going hiking at Turkey Run with some friends from co-op. I've never been, so I hope it's fun.
I get my SAT scores today. If they're good, I'll tell you. If I don't tell you, well, hope my parents haven't killed me yet.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
THE END
Yesterday was the last day of co-op and it was awesome. First, we had this huge test in physics. It actually was only twelve questions long, but they were tough. At least they weren't as hard as our teacher could have made them. I know I will only get partial credit on two of them because she mentioned a couple mistakes right after I turned my test in. Oh well. Too late to change anything. This week we have part 2 and part 3 of the test.
Drama went very well. The first run through of the play was not so good. Several people forgot their lines. Come on! It's the last practice before dress rehearsal! Know your lines already! Anyway, second rehearsal went really well. We had only one minor mistake (on my part). Yes, I know I just said that we should have our lines memorized, but my line is really a string of short sentences ("Uh-hu. Thank you. Thank you very much"). I accidentally said Oh yeah instead of Uh-hu. Since I'm supposed to say it like Elvis, I threw myself off track and had to cover by saying something different. At least it wasn't a total flop.
then I drove (yes!) to Starbucks and got a half price frappuccino. Then we went to Caleb's baseball game in which they won by infinity to like, seven. Plus, since it was cold, I ran around the ball park and scored my best time for running a mile: 6.5 minutes! Yes!
That's all. Hopefully once school ends, I will have more time to do things blog worthy.
Drama went very well. The first run through of the play was not so good. Several people forgot their lines. Come on! It's the last practice before dress rehearsal! Know your lines already! Anyway, second rehearsal went really well. We had only one minor mistake (on my part). Yes, I know I just said that we should have our lines memorized, but my line is really a string of short sentences ("Uh-hu. Thank you. Thank you very much"). I accidentally said Oh yeah instead of Uh-hu. Since I'm supposed to say it like Elvis, I threw myself off track and had to cover by saying something different. At least it wasn't a total flop.
then I drove (yes!) to Starbucks and got a half price frappuccino. Then we went to Caleb's baseball game in which they won by infinity to like, seven. Plus, since it was cold, I ran around the ball park and scored my best time for running a mile: 6.5 minutes! Yes!
That's all. Hopefully once school ends, I will have more time to do things blog worthy.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
GOOD GRIEF!
Good grief! I haven't posted in ages. My life isn't very busy. It is (or, was) just school, school, and more school! Not anymore though.
First, I took the SAT. I hate tests, but I hate tests that last more than three hours. However, I believe I did pretty well. I don't think I made any huge mistakes in my essay, my critical reading seemed easier than usual (hope that's a good thing, not a sign of total failure), and the math went very well. I only left four or five questions blank on the whole test, at least three of them math questions that totally stumped me. I hate graphs, did you know that?
Anyway, I have better news to tell. Guess. No seriously, guess. Ha! You're wrong! I am definitely not going to China with a purple elephant as a buddy. Good try though.
Actually, I am going to (play fanfare here)... The Naval Academy for a summer camp! Woohoo! I applied early March and I've had to wait forever to see if they accepted my application. They had to check our grades and our activities outside of school to see if we had the right qualities. I guess I passed the "test" (I hate tests, especially ones that take two months, did you know that?). At the week long camp, we'll learn about engineering disasters (such as the titanic), cryptology and code cracking with computers, computer programming, and robotics. We also get to go to the Air and Space museum in D.C. I'm totally pumped. I'm leaving June.
That's pretty much it. Once June comes around, get ready for a stream of posts. I'll have so much to talk about. And you have all summer to read my posts. Isn't that exciting?!
First, I took the SAT. I hate tests, but I hate tests that last more than three hours. However, I believe I did pretty well. I don't think I made any huge mistakes in my essay, my critical reading seemed easier than usual (hope that's a good thing, not a sign of total failure), and the math went very well. I only left four or five questions blank on the whole test, at least three of them math questions that totally stumped me. I hate graphs, did you know that?
Anyway, I have better news to tell. Guess. No seriously, guess. Ha! You're wrong! I am definitely not going to China with a purple elephant as a buddy. Good try though.
Actually, I am going to (play fanfare here)... The Naval Academy for a summer camp! Woohoo! I applied early March and I've had to wait forever to see if they accepted my application. They had to check our grades and our activities outside of school to see if we had the right qualities. I guess I passed the "test" (I hate tests, especially ones that take two months, did you know that?). At the week long camp, we'll learn about engineering disasters (such as the titanic), cryptology and code cracking with computers, computer programming, and robotics. We also get to go to the Air and Space museum in D.C. I'm totally pumped. I'm leaving June.
That's pretty much it. Once June comes around, get ready for a stream of posts. I'll have so much to talk about. And you have all summer to read my posts. Isn't that exciting?!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
HE IS RISEN!!
Woohoo! He is risen!!! I love Easter. And not just the candy and the eggs and the fluffy bunnies. I love how Jesus rose from the dead. It's like a slap in the face for Satan. Haha, you loser! Jesus beat you! I mean, Jesus already had taken away our sins by dying on the cross. We'd already been saved. So rising from the dead is a double whammy. Go rub some dirt on it, Satan. It'll stop hurting after, say, infinity.
So anyway, I'm so excited for spring break. I've probably had a total of three or so hours last week of free time (not including Saturday). I can't wait to wake up on Monday and not have a paper to write. Wait a minute! I do have a paper to write! NOOOOOOO! I guess that I'll have to put up with school a couple more hours.
Besides school, not much else has happened. I think that that my life is (or rather, was) stuck in a rut called a "non-spontaneous/interesting/fun event zone". Until this weekend, when my Grandpa came down, I didn't have anything blog worthy.
That's all. Go celebrate Easter!
So anyway, I'm so excited for spring break. I've probably had a total of three or so hours last week of free time (not including Saturday). I can't wait to wake up on Monday and not have a paper to write. Wait a minute! I do have a paper to write! NOOOOOOO! I guess that I'll have to put up with school a couple more hours.
Besides school, not much else has happened. I think that that my life is (or rather, was) stuck in a rut called a "non-spontaneous/interesting/fun event zone". Until this weekend, when my Grandpa came down, I didn't have anything blog worthy.
That's all. Go celebrate Easter!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
DRIVING, BEING OLD, AND NAMES
Finally! After a year of pleading with my dad, at last we've started the process to be able to drive. First, we have to complete two and a half weeks of online studying. It's only going to take that long because we can only do one lesson per day, when I easily could do three or four in a day.
Besides that, nothing else is going on. I'm studying to take a test to become an umpire at the organization my brother plays for. The rule book is about as interesting as Leviticus and Deuteronomy. Obviously, it isn't exactly a gripping book. There are cliff hangers though. Often I feel like hanging myself off a cliff! But I won't do that, because then I'd miss out on lots of stuff.
I found out what job I want when I'm done working in the military. I'm going to help research and create a machine much like the one in the movie Iron Man. They've already got a good start: look up the XOS Exoskeleton. Right now. Before you finish the post.
Doesn't it look sweet?! That's my dream job right there. Except maybe working at a donut shop when I'm old. I've decided that I'm going to be one of those old guys that doesn't live in a nursing home but hangs around a neighborhood. Instead of acting like the guy from UP, I'll be the old man who is crazy and does things that might break his back or cause a heart attack. Which I guess is what the guy in UP does. I'll just do it without being mean. Maybe, when I know my life is almost over anyway, I'll go bungee jumping. If anyone wants to come, be my guest.
Last night was great. I once again proved to my family that I am the funniest guy in the house. The other siblings had no chance against my sarcastic and witty remarks. I don't know why I love being funny. I guess I like making people laugh.
Last thing. I looked up the meaning of names yesterday. I went through almost the entire co-op that I go to. My name means "bright fame", my brother Caleb's name means "faithful" or "dog", and my sister Rebecca's name means "servant of God". I won't go through everyone's name, but I did find out that Cameron means "crooked", "crooked nose", or "bent nose". As to my two best friends, Garrett means "to watch" or "bold spear" and Casey means "brave", "observant", or in the Polish root, "proclamation of peace". The best one was Gavin, which means "little hawk". I looked it up in Spanish and now I'm going to call him that.
That's all.
P.S. If you want to watch a great movie, watch The Emperor's New Groove. Awesome and funny Disney movie if I ever saw one (which I have).
OK, now that's all
Besides that, nothing else is going on. I'm studying to take a test to become an umpire at the organization my brother plays for. The rule book is about as interesting as Leviticus and Deuteronomy. Obviously, it isn't exactly a gripping book. There are cliff hangers though. Often I feel like hanging myself off a cliff! But I won't do that, because then I'd miss out on lots of stuff.
I found out what job I want when I'm done working in the military. I'm going to help research and create a machine much like the one in the movie Iron Man. They've already got a good start: look up the XOS Exoskeleton. Right now. Before you finish the post.
Doesn't it look sweet?! That's my dream job right there. Except maybe working at a donut shop when I'm old. I've decided that I'm going to be one of those old guys that doesn't live in a nursing home but hangs around a neighborhood. Instead of acting like the guy from UP, I'll be the old man who is crazy and does things that might break his back or cause a heart attack. Which I guess is what the guy in UP does. I'll just do it without being mean. Maybe, when I know my life is almost over anyway, I'll go bungee jumping. If anyone wants to come, be my guest.
Last night was great. I once again proved to my family that I am the funniest guy in the house. The other siblings had no chance against my sarcastic and witty remarks. I don't know why I love being funny. I guess I like making people laugh.
Last thing. I looked up the meaning of names yesterday. I went through almost the entire co-op that I go to. My name means "bright fame", my brother Caleb's name means "faithful" or "dog", and my sister Rebecca's name means "servant of God". I won't go through everyone's name, but I did find out that Cameron means "crooked", "crooked nose", or "bent nose". As to my two best friends, Garrett means "to watch" or "bold spear" and Casey means "brave", "observant", or in the Polish root, "proclamation of peace". The best one was Gavin, which means "little hawk". I looked it up in Spanish and now I'm going to call him that.
That's all.
P.S. If you want to watch a great movie, watch The Emperor's New Groove. Awesome and funny Disney movie if I ever saw one (which I have).
OK, now that's all
Thursday, March 18, 2010
EQUATIONS
I didn't think that it was possible, but it has happened. This shatters everything that I knew about myself. Perhaps I'm not the kind of person I thought I was. Know what I'm talking about? Of course not, I haven't told you yet. Here we go. The moment of truth. Ready? Doesn't matter, I'm still telling you. Don't freak out.
I had a deep thought. AHHHH! Clean up on aisle "Robert's life"! Joking. I'm not really that surprised. I knew I had it in me. The moment I said, "SpongeBob is awesome," all those years ago, I knew that one day I would have yet another revelation.
Anyway, here's what I came up with. Actually, here's the background info. In Bible Study Class, we've been talking about attributes of God at the end of every lesson. Most of the time they don't have anything to do with the passage we read. This doesn't mean that we don't come up with some good stuff though. My deep thought proves this. So this Monday (I haven't talked about it sooner because my last post was so long), we talked about God as immutable. Naturally, I had no idea what this meant, since my mind doesn't focus real well on things not related to science, math, or comedy. It means unchangeable. As we talked about this, I thought, "Hmmm. You know what, I think I can relate this to science and math." I sometimes can better remember a message or lesson if I can find an analogy that fits. So that's what I did. I combined theology, science, and math in one little sentence. Alright fine. If you really want me to just jump ahead and tell you, here it is:
God is the constant in the equation of our lives.
Yeah! Alright! Bingo! Jackpot! Score! (etc.)
Sorry, I had to celebrate all over again. Well, there it is. For you don't think that it's deep at all, I willing to bet that you have issues with just about everything, because that sentence is the bomb.
For you who don't understand, I suppose an explanation is required (and even if everyone understands it, I'm explaining anyway because I feel like it).
If you've taken algebra 1 or anything higher, you know that there can be unknown variables. Most of the time we think of "X". Depending on the equation it's in, X can have different values. It's up to us to find out what it is. Later on, you learn that X can have lots of values in more complex equations. Ever heard of the quadratic equation? No? Lucky. It's used to determine X when X is in a difficult equation to solve and using it gives you not one, but TWO possible answers. So if your life can be though of as an equation, and since your life is much more complex than a mathematic equation, how many possible answers do you think there are for X in your life, whatever X may be? Perhaps it's your future husband or wife. Perhaps it's your future job. Perhaps it's if you'll make it to college, which college you'll go to, or if you'll make all the way through.
In science, you learn that certain equations have constants. For example, in the equation for electrostatic force, k always equals 9.0x10^9. Period. End of discussion. It doesn't change even if you say pretty please with a piece of cheese. k never changes. God is like k. He doesn't change. We can rely on him to remain constant even when our lives don't.
That's all. Aren't you glad I made this a separate post?
I had a deep thought. AHHHH! Clean up on aisle "Robert's life"! Joking. I'm not really that surprised. I knew I had it in me. The moment I said, "SpongeBob is awesome," all those years ago, I knew that one day I would have yet another revelation.
Anyway, here's what I came up with. Actually, here's the background info. In Bible Study Class, we've been talking about attributes of God at the end of every lesson. Most of the time they don't have anything to do with the passage we read. This doesn't mean that we don't come up with some good stuff though. My deep thought proves this. So this Monday (I haven't talked about it sooner because my last post was so long), we talked about God as immutable. Naturally, I had no idea what this meant, since my mind doesn't focus real well on things not related to science, math, or comedy. It means unchangeable. As we talked about this, I thought, "Hmmm. You know what, I think I can relate this to science and math." I sometimes can better remember a message or lesson if I can find an analogy that fits. So that's what I did. I combined theology, science, and math in one little sentence. Alright fine. If you really want me to just jump ahead and tell you, here it is:
God is the constant in the equation of our lives.
Yeah! Alright! Bingo! Jackpot! Score! (etc.)
Sorry, I had to celebrate all over again. Well, there it is. For you don't think that it's deep at all, I willing to bet that you have issues with just about everything, because that sentence is the bomb.
For you who don't understand, I suppose an explanation is required (and even if everyone understands it, I'm explaining anyway because I feel like it).
If you've taken algebra 1 or anything higher, you know that there can be unknown variables. Most of the time we think of "X". Depending on the equation it's in, X can have different values. It's up to us to find out what it is. Later on, you learn that X can have lots of values in more complex equations. Ever heard of the quadratic equation? No? Lucky. It's used to determine X when X is in a difficult equation to solve and using it gives you not one, but TWO possible answers. So if your life can be though of as an equation, and since your life is much more complex than a mathematic equation, how many possible answers do you think there are for X in your life, whatever X may be? Perhaps it's your future husband or wife. Perhaps it's your future job. Perhaps it's if you'll make it to college, which college you'll go to, or if you'll make all the way through.
In science, you learn that certain equations have constants. For example, in the equation for electrostatic force, k always equals 9.0x10^9. Period. End of discussion. It doesn't change even if you say pretty please with a piece of cheese. k never changes. God is like k. He doesn't change. We can rely on him to remain constant even when our lives don't.
That's all. Aren't you glad I made this a separate post?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
YAWN
This week was sooooo boring! After a poor grade (as in, a fail) on a lab, I got grounded from the computer for the week. That didn't really affect my blog writing because hardly anything worth writing about happened. Here are some things that I actually cared about:
My Aunt came over. This is the only thing out of this list that was actually enjoyable. I love my aunt because she's so nice and good at having long conversations (plus, I got an early B-day present). Unfortunately, she only got to stay for dinner.
Caleb had some friends over on the weekend. Although I like it when they come over, I had to write a research paper over the weekend, so my time with them was limited. So that wasn't very fun.
That's all. Notice only two things happened worth noting. The rest of the list would be homework, no computer, homework, research paper, homework.
Co-op went well. Physics class is getting better. I think my teacher is finally over the lab that we all didn't do well on. We just went over electric fields and how electricity affects a compass. It was pretty cool.
No drama. That was a low point. I always look forward to it. There was a funeral going on in the Sanctuary where we usually practice and the person who plays our main character was gone.
Oh well. That's life.
Two things not so great happened at co-op. Well, one of them actually happened after co-op, but was co-op related.
First, I played tackle football at gym. That was fun. I owned my soccer playing friend twice in the first two minutes. I guess football isn't as pansy and wimpy as you thought Casey! Take that! However, this morning I got an email saying that the moms did't appreciate it because we played with two girls. In case they didn't notice, we never tackled the girls. It was just wraps, which is like a hug. And I've seen girls and boys at co-op hug each other all the time. The only difference is that we did it while running. Plus, the girls chose to join us of their own free will. But we can't play tackle anymore.
Second, I got yelled at. I popped a balloon and scared the living daylights out of my friend. It was really funny to see him jump. The moms didn't think it was so funny for two reasons. One, they didn't like me popping a balloon in people's faces. My mom tried saying it was dangerous, but that went out the window when I asked why and she said she didn't know. Totally made that excuse up I'm guessing. The mom of my friend said not to pop a balloon in anyone's face anymore. So my balloon popping days are over (but I did get three of them off in only three co-ops!).
Also, aforementioned funeral was still in progress. They said I was too loud and it was inappropriate. Really? I was in a secluded area near the exit while the funeral was far, far away and behind closed doors. Balloons aren't that loud. I think it was all perspective. The room we were in was quiet and everyone was talking in low voices. So to them, I guess it would sound loud. I don't think any moms actually had fun as kids if this kind of thing upsets them.
That's my week. Hope yours was way better.
My Aunt came over. This is the only thing out of this list that was actually enjoyable. I love my aunt because she's so nice and good at having long conversations (plus, I got an early B-day present). Unfortunately, she only got to stay for dinner.
Caleb had some friends over on the weekend. Although I like it when they come over, I had to write a research paper over the weekend, so my time with them was limited. So that wasn't very fun.
That's all. Notice only two things happened worth noting. The rest of the list would be homework, no computer, homework, research paper, homework.
Co-op went well. Physics class is getting better. I think my teacher is finally over the lab that we all didn't do well on. We just went over electric fields and how electricity affects a compass. It was pretty cool.
No drama. That was a low point. I always look forward to it. There was a funeral going on in the Sanctuary where we usually practice and the person who plays our main character was gone.
Oh well. That's life.
Two things not so great happened at co-op. Well, one of them actually happened after co-op, but was co-op related.
First, I played tackle football at gym. That was fun. I owned my soccer playing friend twice in the first two minutes. I guess football isn't as pansy and wimpy as you thought Casey! Take that! However, this morning I got an email saying that the moms did't appreciate it because we played with two girls. In case they didn't notice, we never tackled the girls. It was just wraps, which is like a hug. And I've seen girls and boys at co-op hug each other all the time. The only difference is that we did it while running. Plus, the girls chose to join us of their own free will. But we can't play tackle anymore.
Second, I got yelled at. I popped a balloon and scared the living daylights out of my friend. It was really funny to see him jump. The moms didn't think it was so funny for two reasons. One, they didn't like me popping a balloon in people's faces. My mom tried saying it was dangerous, but that went out the window when I asked why and she said she didn't know. Totally made that excuse up I'm guessing. The mom of my friend said not to pop a balloon in anyone's face anymore. So my balloon popping days are over (but I did get three of them off in only three co-ops!).
Also, aforementioned funeral was still in progress. They said I was too loud and it was inappropriate. Really? I was in a secluded area near the exit while the funeral was far, far away and behind closed doors. Balloons aren't that loud. I think it was all perspective. The room we were in was quiet and everyone was talking in low voices. So to them, I guess it would sound loud. I don't think any moms actually had fun as kids if this kind of thing upsets them.
That's my week. Hope yours was way better.
Saturday, March 6, 2010
TEETH AND DEEP THOUGHTS
So yesterday, I got four teeth pulled. Since I'm getting ready to have braces, they needed to make room for my teeth to move and realign. If you haven't seen me before, I have fangs. Almost literally. My incisors are sticking out and are very big. At first I thought it was cool and tried to find some kind of glow in the dark stuff to put on them. No such luck. Now, though, they are annoying. Because the stick out, they don't get used to chew food, thus they've become very big. Whenever I smile I think "Well, now my fangs are showing." I can't wait for my teeth to be fixed!
Anyway, it didn't hurt because I got NINE shots of Novacaine. I don't know if that's spelled right. But even if it isn't, it wore off eventually. So now I'm taking medicine at every meal. Plus, I constantly have a little bit of blood in my mouth. When I woke, it was all I could taste until I brushed my teeth.
Other than that, I'm fine. I made my B-day list today. My birthday isn't even for a couple months and Mom is already telling me to make one. I don't have much that I want, except for some video games and movies and gift cards. When I was ten or so, I used to make lists that took up a whole piece of paper. Usually filled with Legos. I still love Legos, but I haven't gotten any for several years, so I stopped putting them on my list. Why bother adding stuff that will only make it harder to see what I really want?
I guess my life is kind of like that. I add all this stuff to my life and it gets in the way of letting others see what I value most in life. I try to be "cool", but it doesn't really work because I'm so nerdy. I take pride in being nerdy, but sometimes I get tired of doing well in school and not being able to be "cool". I know that being cool doesn't matter but like I said, I let stuff get in the way. I don't really know how I appear to others. Am I a prideful student? A genius? A show-off? A hard worker? A bore? I try to be all the good things but the bad things get in the way and I have to wonder if others have ever seen who I really am. Do I myself know who I really am?
Got to stop now. My brain doesn't like deep thoughts. They make my head hurt (or maybe that's just my teeth aching).
Anyway, it didn't hurt because I got NINE shots of Novacaine. I don't know if that's spelled right. But even if it isn't, it wore off eventually. So now I'm taking medicine at every meal. Plus, I constantly have a little bit of blood in my mouth. When I woke, it was all I could taste until I brushed my teeth.
Other than that, I'm fine. I made my B-day list today. My birthday isn't even for a couple months and Mom is already telling me to make one. I don't have much that I want, except for some video games and movies and gift cards. When I was ten or so, I used to make lists that took up a whole piece of paper. Usually filled with Legos. I still love Legos, but I haven't gotten any for several years, so I stopped putting them on my list. Why bother adding stuff that will only make it harder to see what I really want?
I guess my life is kind of like that. I add all this stuff to my life and it gets in the way of letting others see what I value most in life. I try to be "cool", but it doesn't really work because I'm so nerdy. I take pride in being nerdy, but sometimes I get tired of doing well in school and not being able to be "cool". I know that being cool doesn't matter but like I said, I let stuff get in the way. I don't really know how I appear to others. Am I a prideful student? A genius? A show-off? A hard worker? A bore? I try to be all the good things but the bad things get in the way and I have to wonder if others have ever seen who I really am. Do I myself know who I really am?
Got to stop now. My brain doesn't like deep thoughts. They make my head hurt (or maybe that's just my teeth aching).
Monday, March 1, 2010
TIRED
Today, I am tired. I got home from Sonrise Retreat on Sunday. This retreat is a camp from Friday evening to Sunday afternoon for adults with mental disabilities (autism, down syndrome, etc.). No, I'm not saying that I'm autistic. Each camper is paired with a volunteer, which is what I was. A Sonrise Retreat is a mini version of one of the week long camps in the summer, called Handy Camp. It sounds really boring, but it actually is lots of fun. The campers usually aren't as handicapped as you think. They're always playing around, playing practical jokes on other campers and volunteers. It's a blast.
I love the camp for several reasons. One, I love the atmosphere of the camp. It's never gloomy, even the day when you leave. People are always smiling and don't yell at you (most of the time. the campers sometimes argue with you, but that's to be expected). Two, it teaches you about serving. This is probably the best service event I have ever done and may ever do. I seriously recommend it to anyone who is interested in helping others. I always come away satisfied. Yes, it's harder than most other events, but it's also much more enjoyable. Three, it improves my faith. The camps are run by LDM, Lutheran Disabilities Ministry. All the camps are Christian themed and include singing and dancing in praise before meals, lots of praying, and having a Christian attitude in general. Whenever I go, I learn something that helps me in my walk with God. And it isn't always something taught by one of the directors. The campers teach you all kinds of things as you go through the camp.
Anyway, the camp is intense. It's basically giving you an adult and saying, "Here you go. Be a friend to this person for three days (or a week for the longer camps). Let them have fun, help them out whenever necessary, and teach them about God. Stay up late and get up early. Help them shower, get dressed, eat, do activities, get places, etc. Never stop having a good attitude. Be prepared to be on your feet most of the time."
And so I'm tired. Since I had co-op today, I'm extra exhausted. And I've still got Bible study tonight. Fun! NOT! I don't know why I'm still taking that class. I already go to Sunday school and youth group and have daily devotions. And Handy Camp definitely counts as a Bible study class, a week long one! Oh well.
I love the camp for several reasons. One, I love the atmosphere of the camp. It's never gloomy, even the day when you leave. People are always smiling and don't yell at you (most of the time. the campers sometimes argue with you, but that's to be expected). Two, it teaches you about serving. This is probably the best service event I have ever done and may ever do. I seriously recommend it to anyone who is interested in helping others. I always come away satisfied. Yes, it's harder than most other events, but it's also much more enjoyable. Three, it improves my faith. The camps are run by LDM, Lutheran Disabilities Ministry. All the camps are Christian themed and include singing and dancing in praise before meals, lots of praying, and having a Christian attitude in general. Whenever I go, I learn something that helps me in my walk with God. And it isn't always something taught by one of the directors. The campers teach you all kinds of things as you go through the camp.
Anyway, the camp is intense. It's basically giving you an adult and saying, "Here you go. Be a friend to this person for three days (or a week for the longer camps). Let them have fun, help them out whenever necessary, and teach them about God. Stay up late and get up early. Help them shower, get dressed, eat, do activities, get places, etc. Never stop having a good attitude. Be prepared to be on your feet most of the time."
And so I'm tired. Since I had co-op today, I'm extra exhausted. And I've still got Bible study tonight. Fun! NOT! I don't know why I'm still taking that class. I already go to Sunday school and youth group and have daily devotions. And Handy Camp definitely counts as a Bible study class, a week long one! Oh well.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
WOW
Wow. I can't believe how long it's been since my last post. It's partly my fault. Actually it's totally my fault. First, I got grounded. So in the middle of writing a post, my mom comes in and grounds me. I've forgotten why now. It happened so far back that it's almost ancient history. Here's the hypothetical paragraph from the history book:
Mystery in History #094-
No one quite knows what led to the grounding of Robert Harris. Shortly after the incident Robert forgot the cause of his cruel punishment. We do have some clues. First, there is a noticeable absence of blog posts during the period of punishment. Also, there was a considerable lack of video game playing. Finally, he spent less time on his email than usual. From these observations, we can guess that since his punishment banned him temporarily from using the computer, the cause of his horrible torture was related to computers. The most probable cause is the overuse of the computer, although it may be that he was on the computer during school hours. In the end, the grounding of Robert Harris is a mystery that may never be solved.
How was that? Do you think I could make it as a historian? No, I don't think so either.
So what's happened to me lately? Well, not much. Sure, I've had lots of homework, but it really wasn't that much more than the usual. I watched the Olympics (some of them anyway). I especially like watching the skiing. Now that I've skied, I realize how hard it is. I also enjoyed watching the snowboarding. Unfortunately, my sister seems to have made some sort of deal with my mom, so she always picks what we watch. Usually it's ice dancing and stuff like that. So boring!
Hmmm. I think it's time for me to say something Christian-like. I'm a little overdue.
Today, I'll choose a topic that I just read in my devotion this morning. You must know that I've started a new way of doing devotions. First, I get a piece of paper with words. Any words. Then, I close my eyes and move my finger back and forth over the paper and at some point stop. Whatever letter my finger stops on, I choose a book in the Bible that starts with that same letter. I then just start at the beginning. Every time I choose a book I've done before, I just read the next chapter or two. I figure I'll get the most variety of topics that way.
Today, I stopped on "A", so I could either do Amos or Acts. I chose Amos because hardly anyone reads it. I did the first two chapters.
In this part, he talks about the Lord's punishment of Israel's neighbors because of their actions. For example, because Tyre "sold whole communities of captives to Edom, disregarding a treaty of brotherhood (Amos 1:9b)." God decided to "send fire upon the walls of Tyre that will consume her fortresses (Amos 1:10)." This is what the prophet (guess who) Amos declared to Israel. Of course, they probably loved this. It's like saying that the Patriots will go bankrupt and the team won't exist anymore. Or that all the scotch tape factories will burn and only duct tape factories will remain.
Then Amos hits them with a big one. He declares the punishment of Israel itself for it's sins. He lists more sins of Israel than any other nation. They neglected and oppressed the poor and were sexually immoral. In doing so, they violated God's laws. As a result, Amos said that God will "crush you as a cart crushes when loaded with grain (Amos 2:13)."
I see two lessons to be gained here.
1: God holds us to a higher standard than others. While the crimes He lists for the foreigners are crimes against humanity, the crimes He lists for the Israelites are crimes that go against God's commands. As Christians, we are held accountable not only to human laws, but to God's laws. Just because the world thinks our actions are acceptable, God doesn't. There are consequences for disobeying, even if you are God's chosen people.
2: God commands us to care for others. The majority of the crimes listed for Israel have to do with oppressing the poor. In Matthew 22:39, Jesus tells us that the greatest commandment is to love you neighbor as yourself. In John 15:12, he says "My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you." The way we treat others should reflect how Jesus loved us. He loved us enough to die on the cross for us. Ignoring the needs of the poor doesn't show that love, does it?
That's all right now (oh dear, another long post). Hope you learned something you could apply. Maybe to take care of those less fortunate, maybe to not be on the computer when you shouldn't be, or maybe to love each other like Jesus loved us.
Whatever you do, stay away from carts loaded with grain. They might crush you.
Mystery in History #094-
No one quite knows what led to the grounding of Robert Harris. Shortly after the incident Robert forgot the cause of his cruel punishment. We do have some clues. First, there is a noticeable absence of blog posts during the period of punishment. Also, there was a considerable lack of video game playing. Finally, he spent less time on his email than usual. From these observations, we can guess that since his punishment banned him temporarily from using the computer, the cause of his horrible torture was related to computers. The most probable cause is the overuse of the computer, although it may be that he was on the computer during school hours. In the end, the grounding of Robert Harris is a mystery that may never be solved.
How was that? Do you think I could make it as a historian? No, I don't think so either.
So what's happened to me lately? Well, not much. Sure, I've had lots of homework, but it really wasn't that much more than the usual. I watched the Olympics (some of them anyway). I especially like watching the skiing. Now that I've skied, I realize how hard it is. I also enjoyed watching the snowboarding. Unfortunately, my sister seems to have made some sort of deal with my mom, so she always picks what we watch. Usually it's ice dancing and stuff like that. So boring!
Hmmm. I think it's time for me to say something Christian-like. I'm a little overdue.
Today, I'll choose a topic that I just read in my devotion this morning. You must know that I've started a new way of doing devotions. First, I get a piece of paper with words. Any words. Then, I close my eyes and move my finger back and forth over the paper and at some point stop. Whatever letter my finger stops on, I choose a book in the Bible that starts with that same letter. I then just start at the beginning. Every time I choose a book I've done before, I just read the next chapter or two. I figure I'll get the most variety of topics that way.
Today, I stopped on "A", so I could either do Amos or Acts. I chose Amos because hardly anyone reads it. I did the first two chapters.
In this part, he talks about the Lord's punishment of Israel's neighbors because of their actions. For example, because Tyre "sold whole communities of captives to Edom, disregarding a treaty of brotherhood (Amos 1:9b)." God decided to "send fire upon the walls of Tyre that will consume her fortresses (Amos 1:10)." This is what the prophet (guess who) Amos declared to Israel. Of course, they probably loved this. It's like saying that the Patriots will go bankrupt and the team won't exist anymore. Or that all the scotch tape factories will burn and only duct tape factories will remain.
Then Amos hits them with a big one. He declares the punishment of Israel itself for it's sins. He lists more sins of Israel than any other nation. They neglected and oppressed the poor and were sexually immoral. In doing so, they violated God's laws. As a result, Amos said that God will "crush you as a cart crushes when loaded with grain (Amos 2:13)."
I see two lessons to be gained here.
1: God holds us to a higher standard than others. While the crimes He lists for the foreigners are crimes against humanity, the crimes He lists for the Israelites are crimes that go against God's commands. As Christians, we are held accountable not only to human laws, but to God's laws. Just because the world thinks our actions are acceptable, God doesn't. There are consequences for disobeying, even if you are God's chosen people.
2: God commands us to care for others. The majority of the crimes listed for Israel have to do with oppressing the poor. In Matthew 22:39, Jesus tells us that the greatest commandment is to love you neighbor as yourself. In John 15:12, he says "My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you." The way we treat others should reflect how Jesus loved us. He loved us enough to die on the cross for us. Ignoring the needs of the poor doesn't show that love, does it?
That's all right now (oh dear, another long post). Hope you learned something you could apply. Maybe to take care of those less fortunate, maybe to not be on the computer when you shouldn't be, or maybe to love each other like Jesus loved us.
Whatever you do, stay away from carts loaded with grain. They might crush you.
Friday, February 5, 2010
QUICK CATCH UP
So far, not much has happened. Except that on the way home from skiing, I found out that I had 13 days to write a five minute speech. Actually, only 9-10, because then I have to memorize it. Well, today is almost over and I haven't even started writing it. Its day 9. And with the Super Bowl coming in a couple days, I won't be able to work on it very much, unless I skip watching it (I would rather burn duct tape than skip the Super Bowl!). Monday is packed with co-op and bible study. So, tonight I will have to write my speech.
Other than that, life is the same. I earned $60 babysitting today. I only keep $24, but that's still a little more than what I usually get in one month. And I'm doing it again next week! Whew. I'm not broke anymore.
Got to go. My speech is calling me. It's a long distance call. From hell.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
FRIENDSHIP
Today, I learned about friendship. In literature class (ugh) we talked about the characters in Julius Caesar. We discussed how Brutus made friends with the wrong people. Instead of hanging around those with the same virtues: honor, loyalty, service, etc., he chose to be with friends who had a bad influence on him. They pressured him into betraying one of his closest friends (killing him).
It reminded me of the situations we face every day. We all have friends, but how many of them are good for us? It's like eating food. The bad stuff usually tastes better than the good stuff. But eat enough of the junk food and eventually you become sick. The problem is, you can't stop eating it. You've become addicted to it, and it has become natural to eat it.
I have many friends. Five I consider to be my best friends. Two of them are part of The Three Musketeers, and the others live in Minnesota. They are the healthy food. Most of my other friends also fit into the healthy food category. I have several that I consider the "in between group". While not necessarily healthy, they aren't exactly junk food either. They aren't my first choice to hang out with, but I will if they're the only ones around. Then I have three friends who make the junk food list. I don't really go searching for them, but I willingly hang out with them some of the time despite how they've influenced me. Now, I'm not saying that they're bad people. I've known them long enough to know that they are capable of doing good things. Unfortunately, most of the time they talk about things that shouldn't be talked about, have bad attitudes toward school, and don't seems to try very hard. I must say that recently, I've seen one of them get a little "healthier". But they still have a ways to go.
The issue is whether or not to be friends with them. Having known them for many years, it's hard to imagine to just stop being with them. Part of me thinks that I'm now mature enough to resist their bad influences, but many times I have failed to do so. Another part says that I can affect them the way they affect me, only in a good way. Perhaps if I show them how beneficial it is to work hard, study hard, and do the right thing, then they'll change. Then I read the Bible it seems like the only choice I have is to end my relationship with them.
Here's a list of Bible verses to support this:
Proverbs 12:26
Proverbs 13:20
Proverbs 24:1,2
1 Corinthians 15:33
There are others, but these are the ones I choose. They all talk about choosing friends wisely and that junk food friends will affect your behavior. OOPS. Notice however, that the Bible just said not to associate yourself with them. It didn't say I couldn't try to improve their behavior. In fact, God loves it when we try to help others do what's right.
Right now, I think I'm going to slowly start to limit my contact with them. I'll do things like sit with someone else at lunch (if possible), don't hang around between classes with them, and don't stick around when they start talking about what class/teacher/homework assignment/person they don't like. At the same time, I need to increase by level of good behavior. I need to make sure that I have a positive influence on the junk food friends, but also on others lest they start to treat me like junk food.
Sorry about my rambling. I just felt like this was important to say. Hope you have a great weekend!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
MUTAZALLIJ
That word is the Arabic word for "skier". So you can probably guess what I'm going to do. No, you're wrong. I'm not going to dance a waltz while eating Jello atop a pile of books and sing "Jesus loves me". I'm going skiing (tomorrow).
I love skiing. I love the wind in my face as I rush downhill. I love the adrenaline rush. I love the physical exertion. I love laughing as my friends fall down. I even love falling down myself. It seems like every time I fall I get better. This is true of many aspects of life. It's easy to fall and get discouraged. We give up because we think, "Why get up just to fall down. It hurts!" So we just leave ours skis behind and go inside. But what we need to remember is that we don't have to get up and continue on our own. God is always there to give us a push and get us back to the top of the slope.
Where was I? Oh right, skiing. I'm going with my two other buddies. That's right: The Three Musketeers are going skiing! The ski poles are so fun to fight duels with. Ever tried fighting for your life while trying not to fall? I have. Unfortunately, the slope usually ends before the conflict is resolved.
I figure that I'm in the intermediate range. I can do all the easy and medium slopes, plus one hard slope.
Today, my school work load is pretty light. And when I say pretty light, I mean "AHHHHHHH!" I have so much work to do. So I must leave now. Please stop screaming. Throwing tantrums won't keep me on the computer.
I love skiing. I love the wind in my face as I rush downhill. I love the adrenaline rush. I love the physical exertion. I love laughing as my friends fall down. I even love falling down myself. It seems like every time I fall I get better. This is true of many aspects of life. It's easy to fall and get discouraged. We give up because we think, "Why get up just to fall down. It hurts!" So we just leave ours skis behind and go inside. But what we need to remember is that we don't have to get up and continue on our own. God is always there to give us a push and get us back to the top of the slope.
Where was I? Oh right, skiing. I'm going with my two other buddies. That's right: The Three Musketeers are going skiing! The ski poles are so fun to fight duels with. Ever tried fighting for your life while trying not to fall? I have. Unfortunately, the slope usually ends before the conflict is resolved.
I figure that I'm in the intermediate range. I can do all the easy and medium slopes, plus one hard slope.
Today, my school work load is pretty light. And when I say pretty light, I mean "AHHHHHHH!" I have so much work to do. So I must leave now. Please stop screaming. Throwing tantrums won't keep me on the computer.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
PAGING
Today, I was a page. No, not a page as in the medieval boy who served and later became a squire, then a knight. As much as I wish I was that kind of page, instead I was the kind that runs errands for Indiana representatives. I categorized and alphabetized letters, carried a heavy box for ten minutes, delivered a couple messages during a session, and on the odd occasion, sat down and rested. The only thing that made it bearable was having my friends there.
Tonight, I will rest up for tomorrow's school day. Hopefully, I can watch The Matrix on TV. This is the first night I've managed to find it playing at a reasonable time, 8-11 pm, and on a day that I can afford to stay up a little late. Of course, this seems contradictory to my desire to rest up, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.
Today reminded me that it is important to pray for our leaders. Their job is very important to this nation. I hope that God helps them make wise decisions (like don't allow abortion).
final word: are you wondering where that post L,L,L (take a guess what this means) is? I have sent an email to my youth pastor, asking him for his format. Unable to create my own version, I have resorted to asking the person I first heard it from.
Tonight, I will rest up for tomorrow's school day. Hopefully, I can watch The Matrix on TV. This is the first night I've managed to find it playing at a reasonable time, 8-11 pm, and on a day that I can afford to stay up a little late. Of course, this seems contradictory to my desire to rest up, but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.
Today reminded me that it is important to pray for our leaders. Their job is very important to this nation. I hope that God helps them make wise decisions (like don't allow abortion).
final word: are you wondering where that post L,L,L (take a guess what this means) is? I have sent an email to my youth pastor, asking him for his format. Unable to create my own version, I have resorted to asking the person I first heard it from.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
VIVA LA REVALUCION!!
So, yesterday, we stayed home and did nothing. Well, mostly. I did go shopping to buy a new pair of jeans (finally), go to the book store (I bought Saving Private Ryan which is an amazing WWII movie, and a Star Wars guide to droids), go to Office Depot, Aldis, and then go to Papa Murphy's to pick up a couple pizzas. Other than that, I stayed home and rewrote history.
Let me explain: there's and awesome game called Empire Total War. It's a turn based strategy game. You get to run your empire and control your units in battle. Jealous already aren't you? Currently, the British (me) have defeated the Americans in the War for Independence, conquered all of North and South America, defeated the ruling empires in India, and destroyed France, Spain, Italy, and a host of other nations. Tally ho mate!
Today, I went to Sunday school as usual. Devin still is at church. However, those that are against the vote we had last Sunday gathered at an office building and we talked about a new church. So far, we are called "Spirit of Joy Church". There are a bunch of issues to discuss and vote on, so it'll be a while until we are settled down. I'm pumped though. God is doing some cool stuff right now. His plan is starting to show. My title comes from a thought I had. Going to the meeting, I felt like it was a rebellion. I almost stood up and yelled, "Viva la revalucion!" But I didn't. Because that would be immature. And I wouldn't dare do anything immature (wink wink).
I saw the Colts win last night. Pretty awesome. We had them beat since the beginning. Totally called it.
Let me explain: there's and awesome game called Empire Total War. It's a turn based strategy game. You get to run your empire and control your units in battle. Jealous already aren't you? Currently, the British (me) have defeated the Americans in the War for Independence, conquered all of North and South America, defeated the ruling empires in India, and destroyed France, Spain, Italy, and a host of other nations. Tally ho mate!
Today, I went to Sunday school as usual. Devin still is at church. However, those that are against the vote we had last Sunday gathered at an office building and we talked about a new church. So far, we are called "Spirit of Joy Church". There are a bunch of issues to discuss and vote on, so it'll be a while until we are settled down. I'm pumped though. God is doing some cool stuff right now. His plan is starting to show. My title comes from a thought I had. Going to the meeting, I felt like it was a rebellion. I almost stood up and yelled, "Viva la revalucion!" But I didn't. Because that would be immature. And I wouldn't dare do anything immature (wink wink).
I saw the Colts win last night. Pretty awesome. We had them beat since the beginning. Totally called it.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
MY BAD
So, apparently Frank Sinatra didn't write that stupid song that says it's a wonderful world. My bad. I still don't like the song or Franky boy.
Monday, January 11, 2010
TODAY
Again, this isn't the promised post. I am having trouble gathering my thoughts and writing a coherent and well written post.
Today was Monday. I, unlike most people, like Mondays. Here's why:
On Monday, I have my two favorite classes (physics and drama).
On Monday I don't have any classes with my mom, which is a nice change.
On Monday, I get a hot lunch, not sandwhiches or left overs, which is what I've gotten lately.
On Monday I get recess. I play Ultimate BasketFoot. It's a mix between Ultimate Frisbee, Basketball, and Football. Totally awesome.
Classes went well. In drama, we started watching the movie of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I have to also learn a line from the Frank Sinatra song, "Blue Moon". His music really isn't my favorite (it is NOT a wonderful world). Plus, I am not the singing type, so having to sing this line all by myself is not cool. Oh well. It's drama, you just have to get used to doing hard and awkward things.
Tonight, I may or may not have BSF class (Bible Study Fellowship). My dad is sick, so probably not. The name is misleading though. There is no fellowship part except for the last day of class when we get soda and snacks.
I won't bother telling you what the next post is.
Today was Monday. I, unlike most people, like Mondays. Here's why:
On Monday, I have my two favorite classes (physics and drama).
On Monday I don't have any classes with my mom, which is a nice change.
On Monday, I get a hot lunch, not sandwhiches or left overs, which is what I've gotten lately.
On Monday I get recess. I play Ultimate BasketFoot. It's a mix between Ultimate Frisbee, Basketball, and Football. Totally awesome.
Classes went well. In drama, we started watching the movie of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I have to also learn a line from the Frank Sinatra song, "Blue Moon". His music really isn't my favorite (it is NOT a wonderful world). Plus, I am not the singing type, so having to sing this line all by myself is not cool. Oh well. It's drama, you just have to get used to doing hard and awkward things.
Tonight, I may or may not have BSF class (Bible Study Fellowship). My dad is sick, so probably not. The name is misleading though. There is no fellowship part except for the last day of class when we get soda and snacks.
I won't bother telling you what the next post is.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
TRUTH
First off, I owe you readers an apology. I said that my next post would be LUNATIC, LIAR, OR LORD. Obviously it isn't. This is because something important has come to my attention and I feel a need to talk about it.
At my church, and many other Lutheran churches like it, we are voting on whether to stay with the Lutheran organization called ELCA. It is kind of the head of the Lutheran church. We've been discussing whether to leave because they have decided to allow homosexual people to be pastors. They used a long phrase instead of the word homosexual, obviously to try and not make it seem like a bad thing. The meaning doesn't change though. They are still going to allow pastors who are blatantly sinning to be leaders of the church. They are following the dark side (or the scotch tape side, same thing).
Often, people searching for truth find God, because only He has the real thing. His word, the Bible, is the only truth there is. While there are some certain parts that can be interpreted differently, most of it is straight forwards: This is wrong, this is right. Unfortunately, not everyone agrees.
In the Bible, it is clearly stated in the Old Testament that homosexuality is wrong, no ifs, ands, or buts. The ELCA has said that "We should all love each other" and "Well, what they think is right is fine. We can each interpret the Bible differently. So if they think it is okay to be homosexual, then we shouldn't deny them that." While the loving each other part is true, the other part was left out. Part of loving one another is holding each other accountable for their sins. We should love those who are homosexual, but we shouldn't tell them that what they do is okay. What the ELCA is saying is called relativism. It means that each person has their own set of right and wrong standards. This is not what God wants us to do. He tells us to be "In the world, but not of it." The ELCA and those that agree with them are changing the truth. God did not intend for His truth to be changed. The ELCA has allowed itself to be corrupted by world views and beliefs about what truth is.
Because of this, our church is split. We had a 64.8% vote to leave the ELCA. That's 1.2% (15-20 people) away from being able to do so. While I was not able to vote and thus not in the room, it apparently was very emotional. People were handing in their church keys immediately, and for many, this is the last time the would be there. Our youth pastor has said that he will leave, though not right away. Without him, our youth program will fall apart and I doubt that it will ever be as good as it was. Also, our main pastor will probably leave at some point. Once those two are gone, so are we. I believe in following the Truth (capital T). Our church has left the Truth, so I think it is the right decision to leave the church. Our church will never be the same because many people who supported the church with donations, ministries, and service are leaving.
Before I finish (darn it, I wrote a long post! so much for my New Years Resolution), I want to say that I believe God is still working. In fact, he is probably working very hard. Throughout the Bible, God has shown that he uses bad situations for good, and that he has a plan for everything and everyone. Perhaps this will end up doing something good for the church. What that good thing is, I don't know. Only God does, which is why I trust him. Pray hard for the church, the ELCA, our pastors, and our family.
ALWAYS FOLLOW THE REAL TRUTH!!
Next Post (hopefully): LUNATIC, LIAR, OR LORD
At my church, and many other Lutheran churches like it, we are voting on whether to stay with the Lutheran organization called ELCA. It is kind of the head of the Lutheran church. We've been discussing whether to leave because they have decided to allow homosexual people to be pastors. They used a long phrase instead of the word homosexual, obviously to try and not make it seem like a bad thing. The meaning doesn't change though. They are still going to allow pastors who are blatantly sinning to be leaders of the church. They are following the dark side (or the scotch tape side, same thing).
Often, people searching for truth find God, because only He has the real thing. His word, the Bible, is the only truth there is. While there are some certain parts that can be interpreted differently, most of it is straight forwards: This is wrong, this is right. Unfortunately, not everyone agrees.
In the Bible, it is clearly stated in the Old Testament that homosexuality is wrong, no ifs, ands, or buts. The ELCA has said that "We should all love each other" and "Well, what they think is right is fine. We can each interpret the Bible differently. So if they think it is okay to be homosexual, then we shouldn't deny them that." While the loving each other part is true, the other part was left out. Part of loving one another is holding each other accountable for their sins. We should love those who are homosexual, but we shouldn't tell them that what they do is okay. What the ELCA is saying is called relativism. It means that each person has their own set of right and wrong standards. This is not what God wants us to do. He tells us to be "In the world, but not of it." The ELCA and those that agree with them are changing the truth. God did not intend for His truth to be changed. The ELCA has allowed itself to be corrupted by world views and beliefs about what truth is.
Because of this, our church is split. We had a 64.8% vote to leave the ELCA. That's 1.2% (15-20 people) away from being able to do so. While I was not able to vote and thus not in the room, it apparently was very emotional. People were handing in their church keys immediately, and for many, this is the last time the would be there. Our youth pastor has said that he will leave, though not right away. Without him, our youth program will fall apart and I doubt that it will ever be as good as it was. Also, our main pastor will probably leave at some point. Once those two are gone, so are we. I believe in following the Truth (capital T). Our church has left the Truth, so I think it is the right decision to leave the church. Our church will never be the same because many people who supported the church with donations, ministries, and service are leaving.
Before I finish (darn it, I wrote a long post! so much for my New Years Resolution), I want to say that I believe God is still working. In fact, he is probably working very hard. Throughout the Bible, God has shown that he uses bad situations for good, and that he has a plan for everything and everyone. Perhaps this will end up doing something good for the church. What that good thing is, I don't know. Only God does, which is why I trust him. Pray hard for the church, the ELCA, our pastors, and our family.
ALWAYS FOLLOW THE REAL TRUTH!!
Next Post (hopefully): LUNATIC, LIAR, OR LORD
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
A HISTORY LESSON
It's been so long since my last post, I feel like I'm giving you a history lesson. I'll try to make it short (to follow my New Years Resolution):
I saw Sherlock Holmes in theaters. It was a very good movie. It had pretty much everything: action, adventure, romance, comedy, and of course, mystery. I'd give it an eight out of ten.
I went to a New Years Eve sleepover at one of the Three Musketeers's house. We played games on the Wii and watched Iron Man at 2:00 am, then Aliens vs. Predators at 8:00 am. I also had to dodge a group of adults armed with sill string. Who knew that my drama teacher could be so scary outside of class.
Then, for three days, my parents went to North (or South?) Carolina to see a wedding. Becky went to a friends house. So me and Caleb were alone. We watched movies and played video games the whole time. Well, I guess not the whole time. We did have the occasional Nerf war with our babysitter, who came over at night. I lost Nerf War I and Nerf War II, but won Nerf War III. Nerf War IV I'll call a draw, because I tied for first but wasn't able to finish.
Then School started Monday (deep, heavy sigh filled with regret and despair). Actually, it wasn't that bad. I got an A+ on my physics semester final.
Something good that happened was that I got a good role in the upcoming play for drama class (led by that scary teacher I mentioned earlier). This time, she was armed with scripts, not silly string. The play is called Go Joe. It's a play about a group of kids putting on the play Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I am (drum roll) the kid who plays Pharaoh. If you didn't know, Pharaoh is an Elvis character. Guess I'll have to bust out some hip swinging moves.
Next Post: LIAR, LUNATIC, OR LORD
I saw Sherlock Holmes in theaters. It was a very good movie. It had pretty much everything: action, adventure, romance, comedy, and of course, mystery. I'd give it an eight out of ten.
I went to a New Years Eve sleepover at one of the Three Musketeers's house. We played games on the Wii and watched Iron Man at 2:00 am, then Aliens vs. Predators at 8:00 am. I also had to dodge a group of adults armed with sill string. Who knew that my drama teacher could be so scary outside of class.
Then, for three days, my parents went to North (or South?) Carolina to see a wedding. Becky went to a friends house. So me and Caleb were alone. We watched movies and played video games the whole time. Well, I guess not the whole time. We did have the occasional Nerf war with our babysitter, who came over at night. I lost Nerf War I and Nerf War II, but won Nerf War III. Nerf War IV I'll call a draw, because I tied for first but wasn't able to finish.
Then School started Monday (deep, heavy sigh filled with regret and despair). Actually, it wasn't that bad. I got an A+ on my physics semester final.
Something good that happened was that I got a good role in the upcoming play for drama class (led by that scary teacher I mentioned earlier). This time, she was armed with scripts, not silly string. The play is called Go Joe. It's a play about a group of kids putting on the play Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I am (drum roll) the kid who plays Pharaoh. If you didn't know, Pharaoh is an Elvis character. Guess I'll have to bust out some hip swinging moves.
Next Post: LIAR, LUNATIC, OR LORD
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