Tuesday, September 8, 2009

The Fun-Osity of ST. ANDREWS' STATE PARK!!!

Labor day weekend, I went with my Church youth group to St. Andrews' State Park in Panama City. We stayed there, and camped out for two nights and three days. We had a great view of the bay, and visited the beach multiple times every day. Both bodies of water were gorgeous, and fun to play in. The beach had crystal clear waters, which dolphins often came close to. There was a sandbar where you could catch hermit crabs, and was shallow enough to play lots of games, plus great snorkeling fun. But there were some drawbacks to our good time. Our campsite was sandy and buggy-full, so our clothes got sandy, and we got itchy. Despite that, our vacation was very enjoyable. I would give it four and a half out of five stars.


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Thursday, September 3, 2009

Being Freakishly Tall is FUN!!

As the title says, being freakishly tall is fun. You can reach things short people can't. You can call other people at average height, shorty. And you can make fun of other people that are much older than you, yet still shorter.

Look at my pretty blue white hair! Right now, I'm about five foot four. Give or take an inch or maybe... two.

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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Hee hee... circles!




This is the result of the math equasion, bored+paint. I think they turned out pretty good, for random circle stuff made from boredom and experementing with the setting-like thingies. post signature

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Science Books are Doopy

Currently, I am hating my science text book. Why? On a chapter review, it gave me a complicated math problem that I had never seen anything like in my life. And today, I had to read a section in the book. With many paragraphs. And at the end, it said to write a funny story about what happens when the magnetism in the earth dissapears. Wait. I didn't even see five sentences with the word magnetism in it. And there was nothing at all about what the magnetic field is. So. Huh? WHAT IS WRONG WITH THOSE PEOPLES?!?


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Wednesday, August 26, 2009

My Art: Hikaru Sleeping


(I know, its bad. But its the first picture that I've drawn in the paint thingy :D)

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Monday, August 24, 2009

School

Two or three weeks ago, something miserable happened. Something fun was taken away from me. Days of endless goofing off, friends, and fun. And in its place came... schoolwork. That's right. Summer was taken away from me. And replaced with walking to my sister's stinking bus stop every weekmorning (Yay! a new word!) and staying there for 15 mind-numbing minutes.

Then I spend at least three hours *gahsp!* learning. But I do have it better than public school peoples (Yeah. I dissed you. What are you going to do about it?) The longest I've taken to do schoolwork this year is probably five hours. And the shortest? A little over an hour. I guess this isn't so bad. TAKE THAT PUBLIC MIDDLE SCHOOL! AND PRIVATE TOO! And with schoolwork comes...A plaid messenger bag! I so pwn Public school peoples.

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Thursday, August 20, 2009

A BOOK WITH PI IN THE TITLE THAT I MUST READ WHEN I'M DONE WITH GATHERING BLUE!!!

Sorry for the long subject xD My mom just got me a book called "Life of PI" from the library. I can't wait to read it! It has the word Pi in the title, so it must be good. Uherm. If YOU (yes, YOU) are interested in my Pi book, here is the summary found on the back of the book:

When 16-year old Pi Patel finds himself stranded in a lifeboat in the middle of the Pacific Ocean with only a menacing 450-pound Bengal tiger for company, he quickly realizes that the only way he will survive is if he makes sure the tiger is more afraid of him than he is of it. Finding strength within himself, he draws upon all of his knowledge and cunning, battles for food and shelter, overcomes stroms and disasters, and, in the end, makes a peace of sorts with both tiger and ocean.

Sound interesting? Have you read this book? Do you intend to read this book? PIE IS GOOD!!!

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Monday, August 17, 2009

My Art



Haruki (the girl with short green hair) is in better quality.



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Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Music

Music is a treasure to me,


Without it my life would be bland


Half my life would go down the drain,


Plus the lives of people in bands.


There'd be no singing or dancing in bursts of glee,


We'd all live in a world of misery.


We'd spiral out of orbit into the sun,


The end of the human race will have begun.


So that's why my music is like my pie,


Without it everyone would die!


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Monday, August 10, 2009

2109

I was rudely awoken by a metalic voice. "Wake up you dusty looking human," it said. My eyes slowly opened, and I was shocked at what I saw. In front of me was what looked like a floating, sliver girl. I slowly reaced out to touch her. She felt like metal. I looked down at myself. I looked just as normal as I did when I went to sleep last night. But why was this floating silver girl in my house. I looked around. My whole house had changed. Everything was made of what looked like metal. The bed with deep blue sheets was the only thing in my room that wasn't silver.


"Who are you?" I asked the silver girl.


"I am your thingiemabob," she replied.


"A thingiemabob?" I asked.


"Yes. We were once known as 'robots' by humans, but they found our kind's true name in time. I have served you all your life. Why must you know who I am?"


"You've served me all my life?" I asked. This was getting weird.


"Yes, since your birth in 2097," my thingiemabob replied.


"2097?" I felt sick to my stomach...


"Yes. The year is now 2109. Why does this all appear new to you?"


"Because I'm from 2009! And you aren't like the robots from 2009!" I snapped.


"Well, what do robots from 2009 do?" my thingiemabob sounded curious when she asked.


"Transform into cars," I said in a sheepish voice.



Haha! You like it? I got a Story starters bookie thingiemabob at the homeschool expo. I'm just doing this much, but if you want me to, comment on it telling me to continue.


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Friday, May 22, 2009

Theras and His Town

Theras and His Town

Theras was a young boy who lived in Athens, Greece. When he turned seven, he started going to school like all the other boys. He was the best of his age in running, as he found out by racing many other boys.

One day when Theras was ten, his father gave him two Drachmas. Young boys weren’t allowed in the marketplace alone, so his father would have to go with Theras. But his father was busy, and had to wait for the next day

Theras wanted to go right then! So he snuck out of the house to spend his two shiny Drachmas. He spent the first on a ball, and the second on bread to offer to a goddess.

On his way back home, the man who sold him the ball stopped him and asked to show him the Medusa, the ship in the harbor. Theras told the toy man that his father would take him the next day, but the toy man argued that the Medusa would leave tomorrow. Theras was in despair, but the toy man offered to take him to see it.

When they got to the harbor, the toy man brought Theras onto a sailboat. There he tied Theras up and prepared for him to be sold as a slave. Theras soon fell asleep. He was awoken by the toy man cursing and yelling. He was doing so because Theras’ father had come to rescue him!

A year passed, and there was even more excitement in the Athenian house. Theras’ father was going to fight for Athens! Everyone was sad when he got on the ship that took him away. A few months later, Metion, a family relative, reported that the ship with half Theras’ dad’s life savings had sunken. Later, he reported that he died in the war. The whole house was stricken with grief.
Then Metion proposed that Theras should go live in Sparta with Hippias as his faster father. Theras was therefore brought to Sparta against his will.

When he got there he was made fun of and called girlie, because the Athenian custom was to grow your hair long and cut it when you are an adult. The Spartan custom is the opposite. He also couldn’t understand the Spartan language or get the drills straight. But he was a good swimmer and runner, and gained respect for that.

At first the Spartan ways seemed so new, and Theras learned to like them. But eventually they grew boring to Theras. He decides to escape, and take a Perioikoi boy with him named Abas.
On their way to Athens, Theras and Abas encounter many dangers. They are hunted by the Spartans, are almost caught at an inn sold as slaves, and almost get killed by a lynx. One day, Abas injures his ankle badly and Theras has to carry him. Soon, Abas goes mad and starts mumbling, “Hungry, hungry!”

One day, Theras sees a group of men and begs them to help Abas. They put him on a litter and carried them to Athens.

When he goes to his house, an unfamiliar man answers the door. The strange man said Metion sold the house. Later he finds his mother is living with Epikides, and old friend. On his way there, he meets his father! It turns out that he was only held hostage, and finally escaped! They sued Metion for selling the house, and move back in.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2009

One of my many men...



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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Don't You hate it when you have a creepy thing on your wall?





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Friday, May 8, 2009

You all know how much I like pie. And incase you didn't know. I like pie. A lot. And I have my own strawberry pie that I enjoy making. And I am now going to share my recipe with you.

So here we have our family of things you'll need. They are: a thing of strawberries, pie crust, pudding mix (I'm using white chocolate, but feel free to experiment with any other kind), Cool Whip, a bowl for the pudding, a cutting board, and a knife.First, you are going to want to make the pudding. It's quite simple. Follow the instructions, and stick it in the fridge until you need to bring it out again.

Then, your going to cut each strawberry into fourths.
Layer them on the bottom of the pie crust.

Remember that pudding? Now is its time. Add it on top of the strawberries.


Then you add the Cool Whip. Spread it with a spoon, and make sure no pudding comes up with it. After the Cool Whip is securely on the pie, make a pi symbol (optional, but I always do it :D) If you do the pi symbol, test it on a paper towel before putting it on the pie. And... ta-daaaaaaaaa!

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

The Flight of ME!



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