mine.

Weed

2006-12-08T00:26:00.000-05:00

You're laid back and easy going, so much so that taking a shower is often too much trouble for you!Nevertheless, you're quite popular, and many people enjoy your company. You're rarely turned down.You're prone to giggle fits, paranoia, and forgetting where you are exactly.

What Drug Is Your Personality Like?

2006-12-03T19:16:00.000-05:00

I just got my portfolio back in poetry, here is some of my hard work:

2006-11-06T20:30:00.000-05:00

Okay, So

the assignment was to choose
an icon of pop culture
and write a series of poems about it.
"You could use Pez," she says,
"it could be the Slinky, the Rubik's Cube."
This is where my brain becomes lost in thought
against my will.
My mind with a mind of its own
remembers that i sometimes compare
my friend to a Rubik's cube.
This maniacal mind of mine
is so proud of remembering something
that it determines to hold onto this something
this little bit of nothing
resting on a rickety bridge
-- a very, very rickety bridge --
over a river of uselessness.
Are maniacs always this. . .
this. . .
so anyway -- returning from Tangetnville --
I am now prohibited from any further thoughts
on the Rubik's Cube
or even pop culture in general.
Meanwhile,
the main file cabinet
in the image section of my brain
is overturned on my brain floor
and there,
dancing and spinning
upon the cabinet's poor and now horizontal side
is a very 3-D and disobedient Rubik's Cube.
It has escaped its chains in the depths of the cabinet
and now runs amuck
taunting and tempting,
through every cerebral department.

I get a lot of headaches.

Plight of One Who Walks Beneath Clouds

We are told from youth,
I would say taught,
that clouds are something
lovely to behold.

It is with such ease
they float above us,
mocking our chains
of human struggle, laughing
at our gravity.

We are the middle child
between earth and sky,
admiring the precipitous collections
of the heavens,
while earth soaks up
our hope of notice
under the air of so-called innocence.

But what is it that makes a cloud
so qualified to rise above?
Well, why is she lonely?
Why am I unsure?
Why are you?
Some things we never know.

But clouds are lovely.
See, I can not take that away.

Sad Song

To break the monotony
of taillights and asphalt,
during the long drive home,
we stopped at a gas station.

As I wandered the few aisles,
I could feel the curious eyes
of the cashier
-- happy for a change of scenery
other than the beer bottle man --
tagging along behind me.

It was then, as I stared blankly
at Skittles and minty gum,
listening to the rest of my family shuffle in,
when I was struck by the thought
that the life of this young cashier
might very well be
just as complex as mine.

When I had returned
to my temporary home
between white and yellow lines,
I listened to Adam Duritz sing
sad songs about Maria
before writing a poem about my sister
and one about myself.

I thought a lot
about loneliness,
as tree after tree
slid past my window.
I thougth about how
we can be in groups,
big groups, huge groups,
but still be alone.

Quietly existing,
behind these musings,
sat the hopeful cashier,
patiently waiting for his chance
to really live,
maybe even for a little recognition.

You and me both, kid.

Take This Heart

of your sorrowful lamb,
melt its cold, rough edges
in the palms of your love.

Let your grace
fall lightly as feathers
to lighten the darkness
where sin has set in.

Wrap it once again
in your unmerited mercy.
I pray to you.
Hear this plea
of your vulnerable little child.

All But Forsaken

I'm riding the edge of darkness,
nearly falling in,
when He takes my course,
gives it a spin
towards those portholes of heaven,
that city of gold
with gates of pearl.
He takes this tired frown
and sends it away.
For it doesn't belong here
in Happiness.

**Feel free to ask questions or critique in any way; I am very open to any and all suggestions. BTW "Time Should Stop" has gone back to the drawing board and may reappear sometime in the near future.

what fun! what fun!

2006-10-26T18:58:00.000-04:00

OK so these are the pictures I printed myself. Below are the pictures I shot, but the prints were done at a local camera shop. I may replace them with my own prints later.

O in case you would like some background information: Karla and Ellen surprised me with a trip to Cape May, NJ this past weekend. Let me mention that this trip was in celebration of my birthday which is in July. Kathryn, Elsa, and Marcy were able to come to. We had a bunch of fun and, as you have probably noticed, we were blessed with gorgeous weather!

Bet they're NOT as cool as me though!

2006-10-19T14:59:00.000-04:00

HowManyOfMe.com

There are:
5
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

2006-10-18T18:03:00.000-04:00

Someone please please tell Ben Rogers that he's right; it is neurofibromatosis.

2006-10-11T12:49:00.000-04:00

KARLA IS ENGAGED

no one is on AIM, so i'm making a post instead

2006-10-09T21:11:00.000-04:00

I went to class today, I'm so proud of myself! O and myspace isnt working so I can't make my blog about the qualities I'm looking for in my future husband. barn. O and I might audit a class, just like Donald Miller!

. . .

2006-10-06T15:43:00.000-04:00

they're in color!!

This last one isn't finished, its just a test strip. I decided to throw it in for fun.

You might think I'm a slacker . . .

2006-09-18T17:48:00.000-04:00

Time Should Stop

We all say
never now, never today
and we wish of tomorrow,
long for yesterday.
But if time would stop,

We’d be stuck in today.

Compy and I live in different houses now, so i improvised . .

2006-09-15T15:36:00.000-04:00

.. personally i feel you cant drive slow and then pretend to be aggressive..

He says I'm mental!

2006-08-29T17:04:00.000-04:00

When I walked in to church on Sunday, guess who I saw? Ben Rogers! It was just like old times! He happened to be taking one last vacation before school starts and decided to visit old friends in Maryland. It was great to see him again, even though he did shamelessly tease me all day! All in all, it was a nice little break from the monotony called life.

I hope to post some pictures from camp pretty soon; I fear this move has given me an excuse to be a slacker in the blogging world!

thoughts from on the way to and behind the steering wheel:

2006-08-21T22:50:00.000-04:00

i love the smell of summer outside

i hope i dont step on a bug

where shall i compose a list of favorites

my favorite little pink daisy is wilting

driving fast is like . . . driving fast!

why does my certain someone like me?

wow, i'm hungry!

why does anybody like me?

if only i had money for some french fries

i hope my tire doesnt fall off

o i like this song, i must remember to google it when i get home

timmy please stop talking so i can remember this line till we get home

barn you, mono!

this took longer than ten minutes i hope he's still on

i want much food

I was too grumpy and lazy to take new pictures

2006-08-12T14:01:00.000-04:00

Praise the Lord! Dad is home safe and sound; we picked him up from the base yesterday. Here are some pictures from his previous trip:

IMPORTANT

2006-08-12T02:07:00.000-04:00

Go comment on Hyper Moments to prove you love me more than you love Andrew!

2006-08-08T22:34:00.000-04:00

Gooses.

blue like me

2006-08-06T19:11:00.000-04:00

My birthday has come and gone and I'm still puppyless ): WAHHHHH!!!!!!!! *sniff* The only thing I asked for this year was a dog, and you wanna know what I got? Not-a-dog, thats what! So anyone who would like to be my very best and most wonderful friend, you know what to do . . . find a cure for mono! HA! ya thought I was gonna say get me a dog, didn't ya? However, if you wanna be better than the best and most wonderful GIVE ME DOG! A big dog that I can feed and pet and love and play with and etc,etc, etc!

Yipee!

2006-07-19T11:53:00.000-04:00

Happy Birthday to Me

Pictures!

2006-06-13T00:49:00.000-04:00

Dundalk: the good ol' days!

Now here are some pics of our not-so-ghetto pool:

*sniff* I miss that pool!

I like the s; the y gets lonely on the end, all by itself

2006-06-12T22:29:00.000-04:00

For the present, I am so tired of thinking about the future. Probly cuz when your covered in tar and under an elephant the future doesnt quite feel so attainable or even worthwhile. I don't remember what it was like to have any energy and I just feel like a bum. If I could get paid to sleep . . . well let's just say I'd leave you all in the dust! Argh, you could build a mountain out of my complaints; ok not really. You could build 400 thousand mountains out of my complaints. O and you could probly power a small city with my whining. I hate being a complainer! But I guess thats just (just! YES!) the way the cookie crumbles in my tar-coated world. Let me not forget to mention the wealth of entertainment that floods my days! Katie, don't forget to mention the wealth . . . Jk, i only talk to myself - typing uses so much extra energy. Today's activities included (and are limited to): 1)the ellen and the divisaurus breaking and entering my room somewhere after nooon to wake me up; 2)watching interactions of the kitchen-dwellers from the safe, upper level; 3) venturing into the kitchen (had to stop and take a breath - or many- after using the stairs) for breakfast at noontime; 4) watching the pond fish devour pellets!; some number) shower; um 9?) nap in lawn chair; 45) nap on living room floor; 4) strange neighbor breaks and enters while the mothership is disappeared; ) i eat more food; ) i eat sunflower seeds and spit shells at my brothers; )i eat more food; )i watcha movie with my family; )i blog. Fun, huh?! And yesterday's activites consisted of . . . well, there is no yesterday because, as a general rule, i forget today by tomorrow. But at least I can remember . . . we shall deal with that one later. And so all i see in my future - the one I'm tired of trying to try not to think about - is a cardboard box . . . full of money cuz I'm the best sleeper who ever slept! I wish i didnt have to wake up from that dream, but somehow i always, um, dream something else.

Look up there ^, a real paragraph with punctuation and everything!

Now for some news about my not daily life: Mt. Carmel's meeting is this weekend! For the past few years I have been gratefully overwhelmed by the awesomeness of our little but hugely impacting annual meetings. It seems that every year my spirit is lifted, and I am blessed witha renewed and repentive heart, and a greater love for the Lord and for His church (my church!). I hope and pray that this year will be no different and that the Lord will continue to draw me and all His children closer to Him. O how I long to be sitting next to my Father in a tar- and elephant -free heaven! I'm so tired of trudging!

RIP

2006-06-07T23:36:00.000-04:00

a big ugly centipede-lookin bug jsut crawled up the side of my compy desk and was headed for the keyboard. as i knocked it to the floor i remembered that i hadn't seen my little beetle friend that looks like a baby cocroach tonight. He is usually always crawling around by my feet. i felt uneasy about the centipede that i couldn't see somewhere on the floor and when i went to look for it i saw mr. beetles instead. my heart sank as he lay there belly up and not kickin. *sniff* And i refuse to be friends with that many legged grossnes!

half full

2006-06-05T17:28:00.000-04:00

I'm gonna be fat!

Disturbed and Disturbed alone day

2006-06-03T22:36:00.000-04:00

Ma'am Gallahad is 70 more pages of a dork than I am and you're all gonna be jeolous of our e-z passes! i need a refund on everything. if only they had spines and energy on e-bay . . . oh yeah and eyeballs too. and i just said wrow , , , as i fixed typing mistakes. i guess u cant buy englid . . . or english for that matter either. i give up.

no place for a mighty warrior . . .

2006-06-02T23:26:00.000-04:00

It's KoRn and KoRn alone day!!!!

gpht

2006-05-30T00:01:00.000-04:00

the wagon is getting full

Get on the wagon

2006-05-29T23:55:00.000-04:00

o barn.

one , two , red , blue .

2006-05-29T22:41:00.000-04:00

I caught a fish. One fish. And a tree. I did not feel cultured after watching most of Psycho, maybe i should watch part of The Birds too. oh oh, and I'm a mean and cruel dictator. I spent the week at the Solek's. Sister Abbi fed me and I was happy. We had a bunch a fun. Daniel got a fishing liscence . . . . from Walmart . . . bc he's so cool, so we went fishing. Well we at least atempted to fish. The first day we caught about 10 fish, and all in very stylish ways too. but we didnt eat them. Then the next day we caught two trees and broke four lines. Finally we ended up with three fish flopping around in our cooler. now the fun part: how to eat them. well we did. it was fun and funny and um funnier. i like monkey baseball and crumb cake. Note to Daniel: Study, Study, study! Like a bird, like a fish!

2006-05-09T22:55:00.000-04:00

This whole writing papers thing is way over- rated!

I cooked . . . well, almost.

2006-05-07T18:49:00.000-04:00

I currently have the house to myself; its wonderful! And you know what I do when I have the house to myself? I cook, well at least pretend to cook anyways. (such a rebel!) It is so fun when they're not here to criticize me and then eat all my food or command me to make superfluous amounts! Since I haven't had much practice I generally stick to easy dishes. We are out of perogies (my current diet) so I resorted to foil food. First I had to run to Food Lion for some heavy duty foil and an orange for my fish. They're gettin pretty used to my strange assortments of groceries. Ha Ha I'm watching the goonies, it's so funny. Anyways I threw some fish and veggies inn the foil with some butter and lemon and orange juice and specially selected spices and put it in the oven. It's almost finished; I'm gettin excited! It was really stress relieving chopping up veggies and picking out spices and now I wanna take a cooking class! o o o the timers going off! It's done! Ima gonna go eat and finish the Goonies. Type at ya later.

Bahhhhhhh!

2006-05-04T23:07:00.000-04:00

That's what i have to say about . . . well . . . my thought train fell off the tracks . . . again. Anyhoo, right now i am completely exhausted but im so tired of sleeping! Tomorrow me and karla are going to the Baltimore Museum af Art so i can do some goofy scavenger hunt for that class which i have so lovingly entitled "dumb". When we get home, actually its before we get home, we r meetin docta coke in B-more for lunch - my supplies are gettin low - then when we get home from the BMA i have to do windshield surveys for at least ten ruddy barns, do my online quiz, get most of my electronic portfolio for glass class done and do at least three of my other 6 projects. Barf. everything is due by . . . um . . .next week! Ahhhhhhh! I might as well start digging my grave. mY family is going down to Bro. Steve's beach house this weekend and i really should go cuz its the only time we'll all get to the beach before dad leaves in June - wow, i just noticed the y in my; i live a pathetic existence - but i have to stay and survey silly barns! I'm hoping that maybe i can finish at least six or seven projects tomorrow and drive to Ocean pines early saturday morning. But thats a pretty tall order. oooo, i really wanna go to the beach. wow there's a really big bug crawling around on the floor right now, its makin a lot of racket . . . if only Ellen were here, i could use a laugh. o my gosh , i almost forgot, today ellen was having a mood swing and laying in the middle of the living room floor and her friends - kayla and Katherine - were up in her room wondering what was wrong with her. I went up there and told them to clean her room. and they did! it was really funny. then them and mom and ellen were all up there and katherine said something about how she was so embarrased this one time when she was about seven bc she farted in front of one of her moms co-workers and dad was wondering y they were all upstairs laughing. and as i was leaving ellen room i told him that katherine farted and katherine heard me and she was so offended. it was hilarious! its one of those things where you have to be there though. . . .if you only knew katherine . . . O it was so funny! by the way, you deserve a medal if you can read this blob-that-wants-to-be-a-paragraph with any comprehension! i have this little problem called lack of concentration that prohibits me from composing actual sentences or making real paragraphs. i like blobs . . . and benadryl. that means no more thought train. um . . bye

I'm not a dial-up loser!

2006-05-01T23:13:00.000-04:00

i now have comcast! It's so exciting. Now i can downlaod things within the year! And you know what else... I can watch Throw Momma from the Train whenever i want! life is good, well it will be in two weeks bc no more school!

2006-04-16T20:44:00.000-04:00

I'm almost not sick anymore! The bad news is that now I'm running out of excuses to not do my schoolwork. If only I had motivation! *sniff* Hey, shouldn't that be a viable excuse. in my opinion "lack of motivation" could very well be likened unto a disease, especially since ADD counts as an excuse! Anyway, I've decided that I have ADD; so here is a picture.

2006-04-15T01:41:00.000-04:00

I don't feel like doing this now.

2006-04-09T22:06:00.000-04:00

this is my post for today I needa nap a long nap and a donut with sprinkles

2006-04-08T16:06:00.000-04:00

I have finally succumbed to the pestering and created a blogspot. Now we'll see if I can keep up with it!