Most people don't know this but I worry about some of my friends. They act so perky all the time, but I know they aren't. Sometimes I just don't know what to say to them. I don't believe in hiding my feelings very much, as most of you know. Please just pray for me to understand them and what my friends need right now. They seem to be hurting and I just don't know how to reach out them. Please Pray for my friends.

You know who you are: My dear friends, I love and so does God and a whole bunch of other people.

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Luna
Harry, Ron And Hermoine

Harry
Daloras Umbridge, the evil woman

Harry, Nevile, Hermoine, and Ron

Ginny, George, Parvati, Padma, Fred, and Cho

The DA
Professor Minerva McGonagal and Professor Trelawney



Hermoine

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I AM NOT SICK!!!!!

30 Thing I learned this Week End

Thing I learned this week end:

1. Amanda M. can always pull you out of a deppressing mood into a wacky one.

2. A brother and sister (whom I am not naming for a reason) love each other more than the appear to.

3. Square Dancing is fun because you have fun during it and after. You have fun during cause its a learning experence and after because different people have different stories of how the night went and each one is funny but different.

4. I , no matter what, am always pared with an other girl and I am always the boy.

5. That Pastor Wayne Has never read Lord of the Rings. O.o

6. Soccer is very interesting with the youth group.

7. People do notice when your sad or sick in my case.

8. Man hunt is much more fun when you hide witha partner

9. Star sping might be a stupid game, but it is very fun to watch and play.

10. Alex and Besty make an interest dance couple.

11. Do not take a pill with out water because you will feel it goig down for the next hour.

12. Benidrill makes the world go round.

13. I like the way I look with my hair in french braids.

14. When Bekah is sad all you have to do offer yourself as a make up doll and she instantly snaps out of it.

15. Johnathan, Will, and Amelia are to cute for words.

16. Corrie lost her voice while were playing that age game under the boys/girls dorm. (How do I know this? She found it while we were sleeping down there this week end.)

17. My sister Elaine can chuck corn very good.

18. So can my mother.

19 I cannot

20 Some one will always have a hair dryer

21 Baby goats are cute

22 Life is best served with friends with aside of laughter

23 Coffee and Bekah w. are not a good mix

24 you can bring a million different pairs of shoes but your feet will still not stay dry.

25. Blue hair gel is hard to get out and smells funny to.

26 Mr. Don will do anything for the sake of laughter as long as its not prenament.

27 The church is a lot like a big family

28 Boys, no matter what time or day, will argue about what sport is better than another. Which is very agrivating really.

29 Its amazing how Pastor Wayne can preach a sermon on Lord of the Rings and the Bible and make it all make perfect sense.

30. I love my youth group! :)

Official Eragon Trailer

This is the official eragon trailer!!!!!!

Corrie

So the past few days have beenl quietly intresting. (This is a joke which you will get later on.) You see on this youth retreat thing my sister Corrie's voice was a little sore. But guess what's up with her now!?! She can't talk at all and its hilariarse. So yeah that's the most inresting thing going on in my life right now. The week end was fun. Won't tell ya'll about it because most of yall were there. If you weren't there and want to here my boring report you can call me or something.

Bunny

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See this bunny?
Copy him and
help him take over
the world!!

mwahahahahahaha

You make me Sick

I love you. Your my good friend, But...

You make me sick.

You cares if your not toothpic skinny?

No me.

Who cares if your hair is messy?

No me.

Who cares if your not in shape?

Who cares if you have a zit?

Who cares if your outfits are ol?

Who cares if you don't have a boy friend?

Not ME

You make me sick

Stop trying to fit in.

Stop caking the make up on.

Stop buying out fits that you'll never feel comfortable in.

Stop flirting just to impress those girls.

Stop acting like some stuck snob


Your not any of these things.

so stop trying to be

I'll always be your friend wether your in the cool or the geek crowd

i'll still listen to you even if you don't have a gallon of gloop on your face.

I don't care if your wearing swets.

I don't care that you don't like boys.

I do care about you acting so stupid.

I do care about you trying to impress the super models of this world.

i do are about you pretending to be ugly so you pile a bunch of muck on your face.

I do care about how you feel about your self.

Your beautiful

smart

and funny.

Your my friend.

You dear to my heart...

... but I have something to tell you.

You make me sick

cute monkeys

Hehehehe.

This is my 200th post!!

Yeah me!!

A peom that I wrote but haven't named yet

I fall down, but no one picks me up.

I cry, but no one wips the tears away.

I call out, but darkness is the only response.

I feel so alone in this world of sin.

I'm drowing, but no ones there to save me.

I'm burning, but no ones there to put out the flames.

I'm drinking the poison, and no ones there to stop me.

But then again, I struck the match, I broke the dam, and I poured the poison.

It's all my fault, and I know it.

I feel so all alone. But that's because I am.

Tears roll down my face. I'm feel so cold. I'm alone in this prison.

Faces appear in the darkness, hallow and cold.

Is that how my faces looks.

"Help!" I cry. I cry. "I need to get out of here."

I see a light.

Were does it lead? I don't know.

"Come to me my child.' a voice says.

"I can't !" I scream.

'I love you, trust me.'

"How can you love me." I cry. "I'm an evil person. I'm mean, I'm cruel and selfish! How can you love me?"

'I love you because your mine.'

The light reaches out father, eging me to step in the light.

'I can't!' I scream.

'I love you.'

"You can't!'

"ButI'm just a stone!" I yell. "Please! Go find yourself a gem, some one who deserves your love!"

'Nobody does. Nobody deserves my, but I give to you.'

'Why me?!'

'Its a gift.'

"But why should into stepinto the light." I start to run. I'm afraid. I want to leave this darkness but I don't want some one else to do it for me.

'Because the you wont have to run anymore. Because I can heal your deepest hurts. Because I love you. All you have to do is yes.'

I stumble and fall. I tried to ignor the voice, but it warmth spoke to me agian,

'Its not a leap of faith because I'll cath you.'

I want to run. I want to go back, and I don't know why.

Why should I run away from love?

why should I not put down the poison?

Why should I not swimto the top?

Why should I not step put of the fire?

I take a deep breath.

I take a step.

And run to the love which heals, which comforts me, which cares for me, which erases my past, and leads me home.

And in my joy I hear my father says to me. "You are a gem."

SOCCER!!!!!!!

YEAH!!! Today was my first soccer game. Eight to five BABY!!! Eight to Five!!!!!! (we won if you haven't guessed yet.) For mosst of the game I played right mid feilder, but I also played some defense. I like midfeilder better. The other teamis trying to decide their name. We found out (WE DID not spy on them!! We found out the good honest way. toture) [instert evil laugh here] any way the other team might be called Crocidle Hunter in honor of Steve Erwin. Upon hearing that all of my team decide we will be called the sting rays if that happens. Hehehehe.

nothing to blog about

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Nothing to report. Me bored. Me very bored.

Are you worried about You-Know-Who?
Well You should be worried about You-No-Poo.
The constapation sensation thats seizing the nation!


For all you people that's from the 6th Harry Potter book and I put it on my blog because its funny and nothing really else is going on. Soccer is probably cancled for tomorrow. (I'm grey with yellow socks. So we can be Cement or mash potatoes with butter.) And well yeah.