Story

Just to warn you people, I wrote this story fr my little sister Elaine who likes me to tell her stories and since I hadn't blogged in a while i thoughted I'd put on here. Please don't kill me because it so cheesey!!!!

P.s. this story has no name yet. If you have any idea leave a comment.

P.S.S Sorry for all the spelling and grammar mistakes.

Chapter 1


"Please everyone pick a partner to do the tour with!!" Ms. Jane Whatson practally had to yell at the top of her lungs to be heard of the din of all the teenagers. "Make sure at least one of you has a watch and that your back here at four. That should give you plenty of time to see all the art work!!"

I looked around at all the other kids. Being the new kid in town was not going well so far. No one had as much as said hi to me in the hall since I moved here last week. I guess I'm not really friendly looking. I wear alot of black, not that I'm goth or anything, I just like darker colors. I guessI always have a book in m hand too. and I guess the list just keps going on and on. I'm not very approchable person.

"Miss Aster?" Ms. Whatson interupted my thoughts. I looked up to acknowledge her pressence.

"Could you not find a partner?" She asked in her regularly cheerful voice.

I nodded.

"Let me help you find one." Ms. Whatson is a nice person. She treats everyone the same; she doesn't just pass you over because your new or geeky looking or just different. She was nice.

"Oh, look there's a threesome. I'll see if I can get them to go with you." She walked over to Troy, Bob, and James, the three jocks of the school who were as stuffed up , in my mind, as a teddy bear.They seemed to be argueing with Ms. Whatson. Bored, I openned up my paplet which some one had given me at the entranc.

"Hey." Bob said walking over with us buddies. (Or was it Troy?)

"you can come with us." One of them asked me. I studied their faces, Ms. Whatson was making them ask. Oh well, never say die.

"Sure." My voice cracked.

"Ok, Let's go!" Bob/James/Troy said.

The art was actually pretty cool. Huge Dragons carved out of stone. They were awsome just to sit and look at. In the paplet it directed you to all over the dragons so that you wouldn't get lost. Not only was the art cool but also the surrondings were as well. The dragons were in a garden. The different moods of the dragons matched the color of the flowers in that section: Two dragons struggling in an epic battle had red (almost black) roses, a peaceful sleeping dragon had wild flowers, parent dragons sitting over a egg hatching had different shades of yellow and orange mary golds.

"Hey look at this one!" Bob called out. After over an hour with the boys I had finally figured out who was who. Bon had a jokey personallity and had brown hair with brown and was somewhat tan.

"What?" Troyed said walking over to were Bob was standing. Troy had blonde hair and blue eyes and was probably the most acidemic of the three. But I knew he would do anything the other two did.

"A Dragon!!!!" Bon said pointing dramatically.

"Uh Bob?" James said while running his fingers through his jet back hair. his green eyes were bored. "There's dragons every where."

"The one I'm pointing at!" Bob yelled exsaparated.

I looked. The dragon that Bob was looking at was a little hatchingly playing playing. It was on its hind legs, like it was jumping and trying to catch something. blue star shaped flowers gave the scene a careful looke. (Very different from the dragons trying to rip eachother throats out.)

"Awe!" Troy exclaimed imitating one of the girls in our class. "Its so cute!!!"

"i like these flowers." James said leaning over to get a better look at them.

Bob pulled a face. "i never thought I'd see the day James liked flowers."

"hey," Troy stood up for his other freind. "Their pretty.

"Not you TOO!!"

"I wonder what type they are?' James wondered a loud, ignoring them them both.

"No idea." Troy said starting to move on.

"Asters." I said before I could check myself.

"Are you sure?" Troy said amazed that I knew what a flower was much less its name.

"Its my name." I coldly reminded him. "Its on almost everything I own. I think I would know what it looks like."

"Good point." James said as if he just sat on a tack. "Is that what type of flower is on your necklace?"

I rolled my eyes, nodded, and then moved onto the next dragon.

This one was probably the strangest dragon yet. It was a large male dragon and it seemed to be trying to look magestic , he seemed so sad. As if someone or thing needed him to be strog. He looked like he had lost something dear to him. He almost looked like he was crying or something.
"Dude. He looks sad." Troy said walking up.

"i wonder why."

"Bob?"

" Yeah?"

"Its stone. Its not alive."

"Oh."

I shook my head. I had been staring at this one too long. It almost seemed like it was moving.

"Uh, guys?"

"What Bob?" James seemed annoyed. It had been a long day and he was eager to move on.

"Are you sure dragons aren't real?"

"Bob don't be rediculus!!" James said absolutelt exsasperated.

"But are you sure?"

"Why?"

"I could have sworn that one just blinked."

Hope you liked it!!

I got to do this for school

LLA 1.4

A Descriptive Paragraph

Pains shot through Daniel’s whole body as an arrow slid in through a slit in his helmet for sight. Red blood clouded Daniel’s vision as he faded away…someone was trying to remove the helmet without pulling out the arrow, and his eye, out. There was a chopping sound as the helmet was cut away from his head. All he could hear was people gasping in shock at the terrible wound. His nostrils filled with the smell of blood and gore; he was somewhere were they took care of the sick. Something vile was shoved down his throat. The mixture tasted like rotting herb bread along with rotting meat as well. Slowly, he faded back into the world of unconsciousness.

I thought this was pretty cool

The pictures are awesome....but wait until you read the words



Q: What is the shortest chapter in the Bible?

A: Psalms 117



Q: What is the longest chapter in the Bible?

A: Psalms 119



Q: Which chapter is in the center of the Bible?

A: Psalms 118



Fact: There are 594 chapters before Psalms 118

Fact: There are 594 chapters after Psalms 118

Add these numbers up and you get 1188



Q: What is the center verse in the Bible?

A: Psalms 118:8



Q: Does this verse say something significant about God's perfect will for our lives?



The next time someone says they would like to find

God's perfect will for their lives and that they want to

be in the center of His will, just send them to the

center of His Word!



Psalms 118:8

"It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man."

Now isn't that odd how this worked out (or was God in the center of it)?



Before sending this I said a prayer for you. Got a minute? 60 seconds for God?

All you do is say a small prayer for the person who sent you this........



"Father God bless my friend and provide for them whatever

he/she may be needing this day!

And may his/her life be full of your peace,

prosperity and power as he/she seeks to have a

closer relationship with You.

Amen"



Then send it on to 10 other people. Within hours 10 people have prayed

for you, and you caused a multitude of people pray to God for other people

Then sit back and watch the power of God work in your life...



When things get tough, always remember...

Faith doesn't get you around trouble, it gets you through it !!

God Bless You!

ALWAYS AND FOREVER

Pixs from trips

Ok here are some 'interesting' pictures that we took on our trip to Philidephia. lets all hope they show up.

(Slightly self explanitory don't ya think?)


Ok in this one we all look dorky because we had to buy ponchoes bcause it started raining while we were like 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 blocks from our hotel. It was not a fun, lets say, walking back.


Yep. It's the liberty bell. I asked around but no one could tell me why the heck it cracked. I was even asking complete strangers. Not a thing I do often.


i looked scared in this one ( and for good reason) you see my evil family is making me eat cactus. yuck.

Goal's for this School Year

1. Try to be an A, B average student
2. Execises and not complan while I do it
3. Work my hardest at everything I do
4. Call friends more
5. Beat Beccah at something
6. Be nicer sertain parties
7. Read Bible more
8. finish art projects on a timely bases
9. Be nice to people pn socer team this year
10. DO socer drills without complaning (i hate sprints i hate them with all my being, but i shall try not to complan. out loud)


Yeah that's it Except....

Socer Starts Saterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

School

Today I started school. Here, ruffly, is what I did.

7:00- wake up
7:15- go running
7:30- return and try to save life
7:31- eat breakfast and clean self up
8:00- start school

• History
• Alegbra
• Bible
• Science
• Grammar
• blah blah blah

So yeah. Everything is going pretty good. Soccer starts this Saterday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Today Mum's taking us to get soccer shorts and clets!!!

• 
  

Cars

A while ago I told yall about the VBS i did with my church and how i was in the skits as a car. here are all the cars. (the green car guy isn't the actual guy that did the skit but joey didn't come yesterday so yeah)

doesn't my car rock?!!

Today

Today I'm going over to Megan's house. Carrie should be there and i'm really looking forward to it. We don't get to see each other a lot since we live so far away from each other. Any way not much else going on except I'm going to start school this monday. :(

Hi!!

Hi people!!!

I'm on vaction right now in Philadelphia (or something like that) Our cousins from MO came down and I am personally having a ton of fun. We went to National Arcives and saw all these cool documents. (that inclued the Declaration of Independence, the constatution, and one of the othentec copes of the maganacarta. I didn't expect to see that at all so it was pretty cool) Tomorrow we're going to see declaration hall(I think that's what its called) and the liberty bell. so we're haveing a National Treasure kinda vacation right now.

Please comment if you read this blog!!!

Cowboy's Guide to Life

The Cowboy's Guide to Life

• Don't squat with your spurs on.
• Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgments.
• Lettin' the cat out of the bag is a whole lot easier than putting it back in.
• If you are riding ahead of the herd, take a look back now and then to make sure it is still there.
• If you get to thinking that you are a person of some influence, try ordering someone else's dog around.
• Never kick a cow chip on a hot day.
• There are two theories to arguing with a woman. Neither one works.
• If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is quit digging.
• Never slap a man who is chewing tobacco.
• It don't take a genius to spot a goat in a flock of sheep.
• Always drink upstream from the herd.
• When you give a lesson in meanness to a critter or a person, don't be surprised if they learn their lesson.
• When throwing your weight around, be ready to have it thrown around by someone else.
• The quickest way to double your money is to fold it over and put it back in your pocket.
• Never miss a good chance to shut up.
• There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading, the few who learn by observation, the rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.
• My grandfather once told me that there are two kinds of people: those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me try to be in the first group - there's less competition there.

More Bad last Words

Thanks Carrie for more!!!!


Hey watch this!!

(doctor) What the heck is that in his stomach?!

I'm twenty-one I can do what I want!

No, I don't think I'm driving to fast.

Do you think this is poisonous?

what do you think this is for?

What's this button do?

I'm I supposed to cut the red or the green wire?

Is the emergency light suppose to be blinking?

The right ones the brake right?

(army person) oops. I wonder what happens when you pull this pin out of the round thing

Hmmm... This glowing green stuff looks good...What is it? Oh well. Bottoms up!

Oh gosh. What have I done?

Safety features are for sissys.

I don't need a parachute...

Fifety bucks says I can jump off that building.

Whoops.

hey Carrie just think, next year we'll be in high school!

Nothing to report. Mom is kind of freaking out because relitives are coming this week, so I won't be blogging wont be blogging much this week. Bye!

Amanda in tower

Locked away in a tower, awaiting her Prince... or for Julia to come back and unlock the door!

Quotes from Redwall the TV show

Cluny: [mocking tone] Oh, my! Are you scared?
Cornflower: Yes... but I'll get over it. *You* are ugly, and there's no cure for that.

[Constance holds up Sela the vixen]
Constance: And what about this traitor?
Abbot Mortimer: Oh, dear... yes, I suppose there must be some form of punishment, mustn't there?
Basil: Bury her up to her neck in red ants, then hang the wretch from the tower before you draw and quarter her? Or, we could let her go!
Constance: Are you crazy?
Basil: Not really, but Cluny is... I'm sure he will know how to deal with her!

Basil: My compliments to your boss... Cluny the Loony or whatever the dashed fellow's called!

[Cluny hits one of his hench-vermin; Basil walks in]
Basil: Officer striking an enlisted creature! Thumping bad form, old chap!
Cluny: Get him! Grab that hare! I want his head!
Basil: What's the matter? Own head not good enough? Haha! No! Lookit his face. Ugly-looking brute, aren't you? Haha! Haha!



I wuv Basil!

This is a joke from hary potter. Kind of

A witch a wizard and a warlock walked into a bar...

...they said ouch.

Here are just some hp pics that I found.







Anyone have any ideas about when the seventh one come out??

Picabo

The famous Olympic skier Picabo Street (pronounced Pee-Ka-Boo) is not just an athlete...she is now a nurse currently working at the Intensive Care Unit of a large metropolitan hospital.

She is not permitted to answer the hospital telephones any longer. It caused too much confusion when she would answer the phone and say

Picabo, I.C.U.


A good clean joke is hard to find these days -- pass it on! ( Admit it... you're smiling).