Everything

Ok so lately I haven't been faithful about writing at least once a week so I'm sorry. But I'm wirting now. Not much has happened really. Let me see. Yesterday I went driving except I went driving with 3 other kids I don't know and we were in a parking lot, driving the skid monster. They had cones set up to drive around and the car would skid so you could correct it. It was fun! Especially at the end when the instructor let each of us to a donut in the middle of the parking lot. That was awesome! Other than that not a whole lot's been going on. I'm just avoiding Sabrina because I really don't want to catch whatever it is she has. Good thing she's upstairs sleeping and I'm downstairs on the computer. Oh today on facebook I talked to Andrew. He's one of my good friends from middle school. I remember one time my friend Caroline went over to Jordan (his twin) and Andrew's house and they tried to teach us to play this game called tripoly. Well it's like a casino game so instead of money we made bets with M&Ms. Except Caroline and I kept eating out M&Ms so Andrew threw an M&M at me. Before you knew it we were having an M&M fight. That was fun. I miss stuff like that. I told Andrew that the next time he palys that game using M&Ms isn't a good idea. He asked me if he should use skittles so now I'm craving skittles. Not nice Andrew!

There's not enough time in the day anymore

I'm sorry I haven't posted anything new for more than a week. Really nothing interesting has happened. We had WASLs this week but I'm a freshman and the state is too poor to pay for test booklets for freshman. Well I finally used my powers of convincing to get ymself a facebook. So look me up! Mom was going to make me wait till I turned 16 to get a facebook but she caved 5 monthes early. I've only had it for about 3 days and yet I already have more than 35 friends. I am so glad it's Friday. Too bad Friday isn't going by fast enough. It's only second period! I'm supposed to be looking up stuff about the 1849 goldrush. I already finished so I decided that while I have time I'd at least blog about SOMETHING. Speaking of blogs it seems this one has a new reader. I'm not sure who because it won't show up but whoever you are mystery reader I greatly appreciate the patronage. Well the period will be over in about 7 minutes and I need to go find something else that will occupy my next 5-6 minutes or so. Something pointless no doubt. Stupid webwasher won't let me on facebook.

Shopping with Grandma and Pat

Today is day 4 (I start counting from the Saturday we get out) of spring break and it was really fun. My grandma came down from Kent and took my sister and me shopping. She also brought down her friend Pat. First we went to the christian book store and i got a cool looking book and this cool wrist band thingy thats black and red striped and says pick Jesus with a guitar pick which is pretty cool. Then we went to Everett mall. We ate lunc at A&W (or at least Sabrina and I did because Grandma and Pat ate at Ivar's) and then went to stores We started off in Zumiez and then went to hot topic and about half the other stores. I ended up getting a cute headband with a black bow on it from Claires and I got a cue peasent skirt from Macy's that starts off light blue and gets darker as it goes down. I'll probably wear it for Easter. After that we had ice cream at Baskin Robins because by that time it was starting to get warm. It's a good thing that at least half our break is warm. I think tomorrow's supposed to be kinda rainy. Oh well at least we got a little warm weather. Back to the rainy season. Maybe I'll call Catherine and we can hang out one day this week or something

Poem by Erma J. Sybil (a.k.a. my grandma)

Hello readers. Thought you'd enjoy this poem by my grandma on my dad's side. This is where I get those poetry genes! Please do not steal the poem because that's not nice. I know none of my regular readers would be if you just happened to stumble across my lovely blog here just floating around in cyberspace, just remember it's copyrighted and stealing is wrong! Have a good spring break. Peace, paz, paix, frieden, pace, vrede, мир, fred,and 和平! Hope I didn't leave out any major languages there.

God Heard!

I stood in the crowd that day,
To hear what Pilate had to say.
"What shall I do with Jesus,
Who is called the Christ?" he asked.
"LET HIM GO," I cried!But no one heard!

A shout, "Crucify Him!"
Oh, how my heart sank low.
As the crowd took up the yell,
Their shouts and jeers thundered in my ears.
And I called out, "NO, DON'T!But no one heard!

Near Golgotha, on a cold hill I stood.
As nails plunged through flesh and wood.
My heart pounded with each hammer beat.
"STOP!" I screamed,"DON'T CRUCIFY MY LORD!"
But the pounding continued--For one one heard!

Shivering, I stayed on the hill and cried.
In the sixth hour, darkness like death overcame me.
Then I heard my Lord's voice echo through the night,
"Father, it is finished. Into your hands I commmit my Spirit."
And I yelled, "WHY HAD HE DIED?" But no one heard!

I awoke in anguish, to a dreary, sunless day.
With weeping heart, I wandered aimlessly away.
I could not eat, or sleep, or even pray,
For what good was life anyway. I cried--
"MY LORD DIED YESTERDAY!" But no one heard!

Sunday morning on the way to the tomb,
I picked a bouquet of poppies,which were in bloom.
The deep-red scarlet reminded me of Jesus' blood,
The white of his purity, the brilliant pink of His love.
I whispered, "I PICKED THESE FOR MY LORD." But no one heard!

Gathering my bouquet, I ran to the tomb.
"Empty!" I wailed. Grief and loneliness overcame me.
Slow of step and hanging head, I turned back to Galilee.
With quivering lips and bated breath, I repeated--
"WHERE HAVE THEY TAKEN MY LORD?" But no one heard!

There's Mary, talking and laughing.
Why isn't she weeping? Wasn't she there when Jesus died?
Doesn't she know our Lord was crucified?
Then I heard someone say, Jesus arose this morning,
Just as the Scriptures said. "YES, YES!" I said, I heard!

Running home with tears of joy streaming down my face,
I began to sing, to praise God and pray.
I thanked Him for eternal life,
For Jesus dying in my place.
And I thanked God because --HE HAD HEARD!
(C) by Erma J. Sybil

No more pretending to be a messenger pigeon!!!

Hello loyal readers. It seems I have been Justin's wingman for more than long enough. I've been talking to Sierra and dropping hints and taking messages to her from him. Honestly I was really tired of being in the middle of this. Apparently Sierra was too so we came up with a plan. I got Justin's phone number from him and gave it to Sierra. Plus I told him I was really getting tired of it. So now I'm officially out. This messenger pigeon is retiring. In other news I'll be at my dad's house this weekend. That should be fun I guess. On Sunday, after church, we're doing some family pictures with my mom, Sabrina, Linea (my aunt), and Anastasia (my 3 year old cousin). The common theme here is denim and white shirts. Last time it was jewel tones but that one didn't really work out considering my mom and my aunt got into an argument in the middle of Target. I'm optimistic for this one. Believe it or not I actually like watching Anastasia. She's so funny! Also apparently during spring break I'll be at my dad's house for the whole week. Not just stay there for the day and come home again like we did for thanksgiving and christmas break. No we'll be there day and night for the whole week. Well it's a good thing I'll have my violin because I'll be doing a lot of practicing. Good thing I've got a lot new music to work on too. Oh yeah plus there's driving. Oh and a book that I've been meaning to finish. I'll keep myself busy one way or another. Well I smell that Papa Murphy's pizza and it smells yummy so I shall go now. Peace out!