Ok, so I finally uploaded some chapters of my Kingdom Hearts fan-fic. I'm stupid, and was thinking I needed to finish the story before I uploaded it. Apparently that's not how it works, whatever. So, if you'd be kind enough to check it out just click here.
On another note, there's another "pop" band I like! If you didn't know, there was a pop band I like called HeyHiHello! They're pretty cool. There's another pop band I like. They're a pop rock band called Rocky Likes Emily. I'm Rocky in this situation, and you have no idea who Emily is. Unless you read my last blog post. Even then, you've probably forgot who she is. Good job! I'm proud of you! I have no idea what that whole "congratulation" deal was about.
I really want to be a blogger, but I have nothing to blog about. My life is like Seinfeld, except not as fun. *Le Gaspe!* (That was french for "gasp") You probably thought that there nothing less than nothing than Seinfeld. It's called reality, I moved in about two years ago. I used to be fun/funny! I guess it really all depends on who the people you're around are. I've got a sense of humor around one group of people, but it doesn't carry over. It's a shame. And since then, I've been losing some of that humor. So, I don't have it with the people I used to, or with the people I'm around.
I really felt like blogging, so there ya' go little doggie!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
The Changing of Seasons is What Happens Inside of Us Over the Course of a Lifetime
(This was originally posted on Thursday)
So, today our school counselor walked in to our Social Studies class. Today is the day we got our student registration for next year. She passed them out, and just blankly stared at mine. I was nervous, and it was just really awkward. Why? This is my last year at Lisbon.
There are two different reasons.
I will state the first, and most likely of outcomes.
It appears this is my final year in Iowa. Our family has been going through some financial issues, and some conviction. My dad is no longer being paid compensation for the closing of the Coffee Shop. The income of my mother is not enough to provide for all of us. We are taking it quite well, so don't feel like we're "poor" or anything like that. My mother is feeling convicted for leaving North Carolina. She feels there are fewer missions opportunities here in Lisbon. In fact, when we left her plan (unbeknownst to us) was to return to North Carolina upon her graduation from college. Well, she graduated from college, and my brother is soon graduating from High School. It is looking very likely (97% chance) we are returning to Fayetteville, NC come July. Not only that, but God has been preparing us all for a move there. We would have a house to move into and my mom would have a job. Last year, I went to North Carolina over spring break with my grandparents. While I was there we went to my Aunt & Uncle's church (which is probably the church we will attend). While I was there I met a girl, Emily. It's almost like God has been preparing for me someone that I know for the return to Fayetteville. I had friends in North Carolina, but over the course of Middle School and High School, I have changed much. I doubt that I resemble the boy I was back in fifth grade much anymore. Sadly, I feel like I will have lost much connection with my friends that I had when I lived there. On the other hand, we may turn out to continue to be great friends! Of course, the girl I met was a girl that was into the same type of music that I am. You have no idea how much I have been wanting someone to connect with on the music front. It's hard being into hardcore metal all on your own.
So, there's the NC scenario. There's one other scenario.
So, if you have been reading my blog for the past couple months, you'll find that I have been feeling alone at my school. If you haven't read it, just look back to my second post, and many that follow. So, my dad had decided, in the case that we did not move I could return to Mount Vernon. So, if I don't move, I will be going to Mount Vernon 'till I graduate. This is not to say I won't miss people at Lisbon. Though, I'm not close friends with much anyone at Lisbon, there are people I will miss interacting with on a daily basis.
Of course, if I move to North Carolina, I will miss ALL of my friends here. Both Lisbon, and Mount Vernon. It will be hard to remove myself from all the friends I have gained here in Iowa. Of all the places I've lived, Iowa is the place I've had the most friends. Granted, I'm at the age where you become more social, and don't have just 3 friends that you hang out with. You don't just hang out with 1 person during school, you hang out with a group. Of course, i will be looking forward to the change. I have found out, I do not enjoy staying in one place for an extended period of tie. This personality has been born through my multiple moves.
With this, I bid ye' farewell.
So, today our school counselor walked in to our Social Studies class. Today is the day we got our student registration for next year. She passed them out, and just blankly stared at mine. I was nervous, and it was just really awkward. Why? This is my last year at Lisbon.
There are two different reasons.
I will state the first, and most likely of outcomes.
It appears this is my final year in Iowa. Our family has been going through some financial issues, and some conviction. My dad is no longer being paid compensation for the closing of the Coffee Shop. The income of my mother is not enough to provide for all of us. We are taking it quite well, so don't feel like we're "poor" or anything like that. My mother is feeling convicted for leaving North Carolina. She feels there are fewer missions opportunities here in Lisbon. In fact, when we left her plan (unbeknownst to us) was to return to North Carolina upon her graduation from college. Well, she graduated from college, and my brother is soon graduating from High School. It is looking very likely (97% chance) we are returning to Fayetteville, NC come July. Not only that, but God has been preparing us all for a move there. We would have a house to move into and my mom would have a job. Last year, I went to North Carolina over spring break with my grandparents. While I was there we went to my Aunt & Uncle's church (which is probably the church we will attend). While I was there I met a girl, Emily. It's almost like God has been preparing for me someone that I know for the return to Fayetteville. I had friends in North Carolina, but over the course of Middle School and High School, I have changed much. I doubt that I resemble the boy I was back in fifth grade much anymore. Sadly, I feel like I will have lost much connection with my friends that I had when I lived there. On the other hand, we may turn out to continue to be great friends! Of course, the girl I met was a girl that was into the same type of music that I am. You have no idea how much I have been wanting someone to connect with on the music front. It's hard being into hardcore metal all on your own.
So, there's the NC scenario. There's one other scenario.
So, if you have been reading my blog for the past couple months, you'll find that I have been feeling alone at my school. If you haven't read it, just look back to my second post, and many that follow. So, my dad had decided, in the case that we did not move I could return to Mount Vernon. So, if I don't move, I will be going to Mount Vernon 'till I graduate. This is not to say I won't miss people at Lisbon. Though, I'm not close friends with much anyone at Lisbon, there are people I will miss interacting with on a daily basis.
Of course, if I move to North Carolina, I will miss ALL of my friends here. Both Lisbon, and Mount Vernon. It will be hard to remove myself from all the friends I have gained here in Iowa. Of all the places I've lived, Iowa is the place I've had the most friends. Granted, I'm at the age where you become more social, and don't have just 3 friends that you hang out with. You don't just hang out with 1 person during school, you hang out with a group. Of course, i will be looking forward to the change. I have found out, I do not enjoy staying in one place for an extended period of tie. This personality has been born through my multiple moves.
With this, I bid ye' farewell.
Friday, February 18, 2011
"Poetry is an elegant way of saying what your heart is trying to tell you" - Me
I never actually said that quote on the top. I decided to make my title have something to do with poetry, then, I made that quote up. It's probably already been said, but whatever.
Today, in bowling I was doing pretty terrible. I got a gutter, then one pin down, or vice versa. Then, the final three frames, I got a turkey. I was all like, "What?!" It was pretty crazy. My final score was 102. It was the first time I had broken 100.
The past three days we have been having great whether. I don't mean it was in the high thirties. Yesterday, it got up to 60. In Iowa. In the middle of the Winter. It was awesome. It has been a great couple of days not freezing to death when I walk outside. There have been tons of puddles all over the place since we had just gotten about 2 feet of snow. It was pretty crazy.
If you follow me on this blog (there is only one I know of) you might have seen that I recently put up a blog post, and promptly take it down. I can't tell you what it was about, really. I'm going to put it back up when my mom tells me I may, though.
So, for spring break my mom is doing some sort of "mystery vacation" thing. Today she told me what to pack. The trip hasn't really been in the for-front of my mind. If it was, I would be trying to figure out what it was all the time, and waste a lot of time on it.
I'm going shopping on Monday! I'm turning 15 on Tuesday, so my mother is taking me to the Coralville mall for my birthday. It's kind of sad it's come to the point where I love shopping. Yet, some of my female friends, do not. It's all backwards. I don't care that I like shopping, but whatever.
I really want black skinny jeans, some tight fitting, Y-neck long sleeves, and suspenders. I have a strange sense of fashion. Well, not strange, just different from everyone at my school. My brother once dissuaded me from buying suspenders. Then, I found out that someone at my school had a pair of suspenders. So, now I really want them again.
That was all over the place, but I really felt the need to blog. More followers would be nice. Comments on my posts would be nice. But, whatever.
Today, in bowling I was doing pretty terrible. I got a gutter, then one pin down, or vice versa. Then, the final three frames, I got a turkey. I was all like, "What?!" It was pretty crazy. My final score was 102. It was the first time I had broken 100.
The past three days we have been having great whether. I don't mean it was in the high thirties. Yesterday, it got up to 60. In Iowa. In the middle of the Winter. It was awesome. It has been a great couple of days not freezing to death when I walk outside. There have been tons of puddles all over the place since we had just gotten about 2 feet of snow. It was pretty crazy.
If you follow me on this blog (there is only one I know of) you might have seen that I recently put up a blog post, and promptly take it down. I can't tell you what it was about, really. I'm going to put it back up when my mom tells me I may, though.
So, for spring break my mom is doing some sort of "mystery vacation" thing. Today she told me what to pack. The trip hasn't really been in the for-front of my mind. If it was, I would be trying to figure out what it was all the time, and waste a lot of time on it.
I'm going shopping on Monday! I'm turning 15 on Tuesday, so my mother is taking me to the Coralville mall for my birthday. It's kind of sad it's come to the point where I love shopping. Yet, some of my female friends, do not. It's all backwards. I don't care that I like shopping, but whatever.
I really want black skinny jeans, some tight fitting, Y-neck long sleeves, and suspenders. I have a strange sense of fashion. Well, not strange, just different from everyone at my school. My brother once dissuaded me from buying suspenders. Then, I found out that someone at my school had a pair of suspenders. So, now I really want them again.
That was all over the place, but I really felt the need to blog. More followers would be nice. Comments on my posts would be nice. But, whatever.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
HAPPY NATIONAL PANCAKE DAY!
Today is National Pancake day. I found this out whilst on My Life is Average. So, on this day I decided to be a social person. I am hosting a celebration of the holiday at my house. I will make tons of Pancakes. Regular pancakes, and chocolate chip pancakes. If you are reading this blog post, you are invited! It 'twill be at my place of living from 4 until 7. It'll be three hours of delicious batter!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Blogs of Note
So, for the months of blogging I have done, I have not mentioned any other blogs specifically.
It ends here.
Too epic? Sorry.
So, here they are.
Anne Easker's blog. She's the one that indirectly got me into blogging.
Patrick Ray. He's a good friend of mine, and I feel that his blog is definitely one to check out.
Andy Gael. Well, he's my brother. He does a lot of photo-blogging. However, recently, he has begun blogging with words.
Sarah Snavely. I recently began reading her blog, but I can say that I quite enjoy reading it.
So, I think next Friday, I'll let the cat out of the bag as to why I've been so happy.
We'll see.
It ends here.
Too epic? Sorry.
So, here they are.
Anne Easker's blog. She's the one that indirectly got me into blogging.
Patrick Ray. He's a good friend of mine, and I feel that his blog is definitely one to check out.
Andy Gael. Well, he's my brother. He does a lot of photo-blogging. However, recently, he has begun blogging with words.
Sarah Snavely. I recently began reading her blog, but I can say that I quite enjoy reading it.
So, I think next Friday, I'll let the cat out of the bag as to why I've been so happy.
We'll see.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Dear Happiness: We Should Get Together More Often
So, of late, I've been quite happy. Not nearly as depressed as usual. Even with the winter-time blues. I've just been plain out happy. Now, if you're a facebook friend, you know I can't tell you why. Because the thing that's making me so happy, might not actually happen. Of course, it's looking very likely.
I love creating suspense!
Hopefully I'll know for sure in the next week. But, my dad has been ill for the past couple days. Last night he had an asthma attack, or so I'm told. See, I stayed asleep through his (apparently) loud asthma attack, the nine paramedics yelling loudly to wake him up, my mom and brother going to the hospital with him, and my grandma coming over just in case I woke up and wondered where everyone was. I slept through all of that. Yeah, God's a pretty cool guy. If I would have been awake for any of that, I would have been scared, terrified. So stressed out. But, my mom told me everything that had happened that night, and my dad was laying down, asleep in his bed, so everything was okay.
And no, none of that is the reason I'm happy. That would be awful.
Time for vague-ness!
So, the reason I'm happy, is because there's a chance for change. There's a chance that the way I live now, will be changed. The people I hang out with will change (as in different people). Everything about my physical life will change. Change all around! And now you're wondering what in the heck I'm talking about. Sadly, I can't tell you. I really want to, I want to tell everyone. Everyone! I can't, though.
And with that I end this post and say, "The story might not return for a while."
Why? Well, I'm more positive, therefore I can blog again! The story was to keep me from blogging about petty sadness. But now, I'm bursting with joy! And I can blog again!
As NintendoCapriSun would say, "So happy!"
I love creating suspense!
Hopefully I'll know for sure in the next week. But, my dad has been ill for the past couple days. Last night he had an asthma attack, or so I'm told. See, I stayed asleep through his (apparently) loud asthma attack, the nine paramedics yelling loudly to wake him up, my mom and brother going to the hospital with him, and my grandma coming over just in case I woke up and wondered where everyone was. I slept through all of that. Yeah, God's a pretty cool guy. If I would have been awake for any of that, I would have been scared, terrified. So stressed out. But, my mom told me everything that had happened that night, and my dad was laying down, asleep in his bed, so everything was okay.
And no, none of that is the reason I'm happy. That would be awful.
Time for vague-ness!
So, the reason I'm happy, is because there's a chance for change. There's a chance that the way I live now, will be changed. The people I hang out with will change (as in different people). Everything about my physical life will change. Change all around! And now you're wondering what in the heck I'm talking about. Sadly, I can't tell you. I really want to, I want to tell everyone. Everyone! I can't, though.
And with that I end this post and say, "The story might not return for a while."
Why? Well, I'm more positive, therefore I can blog again! The story was to keep me from blogging about petty sadness. But now, I'm bursting with joy! And I can blog again!
As NintendoCapriSun would say, "So happy!"
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