Hello My Fellow Fuzzies

HELLO MY FELLOW FUR-BALLS!!!!!!!

I hope you feel good today!  Boy, it's really hard to blog while listening to music while your brother is sitting behind you watching Phineas and Ferb.

Would you like to see a face?

It used to be this:

I added on to the eye.  Do you like my face?  LOL now I'm listening to Faceless by Red.  LOL!  Wow.  I guess the music I'm listening to doesn't really agree with my art!

I'm sad now because when I went to drama club I found out that I'm not doing the original script I had been memorizing for skits we were going to put on in the park, since my partner has school and stuff that day and won't be there.  Now I only have the three lines out of the second script that I have.  Oh well, things happen.

Have a random picture.

Hee hee hee! Look!  She's faceless! ROTFLOL (rolling on the floor laughing out loud, for those who don't know.)

Yogurt: Faceless you must be to see the way of the force!

Silly Yogurt!  Trix are for mindless rabbits advertising on cereal boxes!

sad-->glad

Exactly.

Muppet's grandmother just passed away.  I have been busy and praying so much that I didn't think about blogging.  I hope you understand.  My friend kind of comes first before blogs.

She was not at drama club today, due to some dumb stomach bug of some sort.  I was sad.  But there were other good people there.  I had a surprise to give her but apparently, there's no way to give it to her yet since she and I won't meet again until the weekend (maybe).

I have been listening to Mandisa's song: Stronger.  It makes me feel so much better to hear that song.

Now for some fun after the pain.

I promised pictures, so, here they are!

I'm so mean to that kitty.  Well, so is Muppet.  She helped make some of these.  She was the one who TOLD me to make a zombie out of him.  They're so funny.  Here's an extra random picture for no reason.

???????????????because I can.

Talk About Weird

So, weird and unexpected, before lunch today, we got a call from Muppet's mother.  She asked about Muppet coming over with us to our history co-op.  Oh, of course I was excited, but I thought it was weird since I was just thinking about how amazing it would be if she did come over.  So I think I was sort of surprised.  I always have these weird moments where I can predict the future some times.  Once on a cruise I went on, I could predict that the next song would be a Beatle's song.  It was odd.  Then I predicted that a car would use a certain patch of sidewalk as a parking space at this one crowded event.  I can predict when my brother will win Mario Party 8.  Just random things like that.  Oh, I've predicted the next Zumba song before.  Funny...  I can almost always predict the Korean hip-hop song or the next Pit Bull song, sometimes Jennifer Lopez.

Anyways, so she came to history co-op.

Me: "That's disgusting, Carpus!" (Points to a random Bible verse in the history book)

Muppet: "What?"

Me: "Car pus.  It's gross."

(laughs)

Then there was a random moment of eggs and Bacon.  The history was saying how Aristotle thought that larvae spontaneously spawn on rotten meat and how it was actually fly eggs.  Then in a blurb on the side, it mentioned this man named Roger Bacon, thus the eggs and Bacon.

We were having WAY too much fun.  Then there was the 'dog' that I kept telling Muppet that she killed.  It was some dog toy that looked like it was probably a fox or raccoon of some sort.  I kept telling her she killed it because the real dog that lives in the house, she almost stepped on.

Later, we came home and I attempted to teach Muppet algebra.  It was easy stuff that I already had learned in algebra one already.  She didn't learn anything.  She said that one of the answers to the problems was Elephant.  Then she drew an Alot which looks very odd. LOL

We colored in my sketch book and rearranged my junk houses.  They're just these chocolate boxes filled with odds and end of randomness.  There's a family of heart-shaped headed pipe cleaners and a salamander thing for a pet, random books made of sculpey and paper, food (also sculpey), random animals, and things.

Then there was Aslan.  We have a Chronicles of Narnia changing desktop on my brother's computer.  Muppet and I messed it up a lot.  We dressed him up as an alien, vampire, Aslan's girlfriend, zombie, Phantom of the Opera, Santa Clause, and a snow-day version of himself.  One day I'll put them here.

So now I have to have someone edit my blog because I use too many inside jokes, bad grammar, and awful spelling.  I fixed most of these errors using Office Word.  The stuff that was too small for me to see was pointed out by my mother.

????????? Because I can.

Good night. (The kangaroos are actual pictures that I took at the zoo.  I updated them a little. LOL)

My Day Was Lovely. Emotional But Lovely

So I realized last night that I was at the end of it.  I was worrying for this entire week about Muppet and her mother and her grammy.  I was wondering if I was doing the right thing, commenting so much on Facebook, wondering if I had been saying the right things, wondering if Muppet was upset or not.  That's when we decided to drop by the hospital for a visit.  Her grammy was smiling, which is always a good thing.  Muppet and I sat and the waiting room and talked.  About various subjects that I'll probably get to talking about in this blog.  Like dogs and why I don't have one and books and why I haven't read them.  I'm certain there will be blog posts about all of that between my blog and her blog.  Muppet and I had colored a ton in her Disney coloring book.  They were hillarious!  I colored the stork from Dumbo black.  She colored Raffiki green...and purple...he looked like a mutant.

Ahh... And then when we left we were driving right behind them, but I don't think they noticed me waving at them.  What ever.  I miss her.  I miss various people from Drama club.

I want to sleep.  Or play Mario Kart.  Or read one of the many books I have.  Oh!  Did I mention that I got out of doing that weird Martin Luther book.  Instead I get to watch a movie and write a paper which I think I would rather do than get nothing out of another book that basically waisted my reading time.  Seriously, I can't remember a single line from the Imitation Of Christ.  Not that I don't like reading.  I just don't like books that don't have good plot lines or no dialog or even any action.  I like fictional books and movies based on real life.  I'm weird.  Actually I just like movies in general.  I love them.  I L<3VE movies.

I want to insert a power point that I've made about cats singing Taylor Swift but I don't know how to do that.  (hits head on keyboard: dddddddddddddddddddsijkoaowiejrt)

What ever.

???????????????????????????????????????????  Because I can.  Oh, and check this out!

Do you love it or love it?  I made it.  Like most things.

It's Fry-day! Now I'm hungry.

Ha ha ha.  I love this song! So funny.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_profilepage&v=LttKbL4sv7E

Chris August does the Candy Rap.

This song is equally funny: Running Just to Catch Myself by: Mark Schultz:

I am driving
I am late for work
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt
While I'm flossing
And I'm changing lanes
Oh Yeah
Now I'm driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty
Hey what the heck why not
Watch it lady
'Cause your in my spot
Once again
It's early to work
And here's a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99 cents today
I think they ran a special

CHORUS:
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness
Can you hear me
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Maybe someday I couldfly away
Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay
Sport my speedo,maybe grab a tan
A dream vacation, wild elation
Now I'm running
Straight into my boss
And he's angry
Oh and he calls me Ross
Which is funny
'Cause that ain't my name
And that's lame
I'm still running
Running very late
For a meeting
Wait, that was yesterday
Guess I'm early for the one next week
Oh how sweet
I get on the ladder
I corporately climb
I wave at my life as it passes me by every day
My name's not Ross

CHORUS

Life in my cubicle is discreet
Life in my cubicle is neat
I've got some pictures of my friends
Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen
Ten O'clock I'm in a meeting
Paper cut I think I'm bleeding
Check my hair it's still receding
Hey what a life
Break for lunch
There's nothing better
Run outside and don my sweater
Like Fred Rogers let's be neighbors
I've lost my mind
I'm over worked
And underpaid
And non-appreciated
It's just a perk of being of being
Middle class
And educated
One... spinning circles in my chair
Two...win a game of solitaire
Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone
Four O'clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch
Then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I'm going to war
There's just one thing I'll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving
Oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhhhh
It's five o'clock
It's time to go
There's crowds to fight
And horns to blow
It's talking fast on my cell phone
Hey watch out that's reckless driving
Five O'clock
It's time to leave
To hit the couch
And watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep
It's 8 am on Monday morning
Again and again and again and again and again
Driving around
Nowhere to go
And so I hang with my lady Oh,
And chill with my bro's
It's okay, in my Cabriolet
I can't stand still
Can I get a witness
Can you hear me
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself
When I meet God
I will have a question
I just forgot my question
I think I am running just to catch myself
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Sounds like real life to me.

Real life is this: Muppet's Grammy isn't getting better and instead is getting worse.  Just thinking about it makes me sad.  She's hurting and dying and I can't stand it.  Why do people have to die?  Why always MY friends?  As in Cosmo the Pluffkin's friends?  Why can't I do anything about it?  It's not fair, not fair, not fair.  Now I'm so upset that I'm writing songs in my head:

It's not fair, It's not fair
Why doesn't God answer my prayers?
Is it a blessing in disguise
Then where's the prize?
Do you enjoy our tears
When friends and family disapear?

Maybe just maybe
It's a test, a trial for me.

Maybe you do care
about my every prayer

I don't see now
I don't see how
Why you let me down
Why you let me frown

I'll see it clearer
when you're nearer

I think I should be done rhyming now.  I think I should do something to get this out of my mind.  HISTORY!  GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!  Tripple grr to history.  See I'm already sidetracked.

Just one second I just found the perfect song by this person named Laura Story.  I wish my last name were Story.  That's such a cool name.  Anyways:

We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering

And all the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things

CHORUS:
Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?

We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel you near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if each promise from Your Word is not enough

And all the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe

CHORUS

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win, we know
That pain reminds this hearts,
That this is not, this is not our home…..

CHORUS

What if my greatest disappointments,
Or the aching of this life,
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy.
What if trials of this life,
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise?

your welcome.  On to history.

Random stuff from my mind

MY mind.  As in Cosmo the Pluffkin's mind.  And I am Cosmo the Pluffkin which makes this MY mind.

My mind likes to day dream and create lyrics for songs like you've already seen.  But I also love to make tunes in my head.  See, I really l<3ve music but I don't know how to read music.  Like the notes on the page.  I just come up with tunes with the intruments in my head.

Theres some really good music out there.  I love Mark Schultz.  He has the most amazing voice and writes the most amazing songs.  I'm going to post the lyrics to one of his songs so you can see how amazing he is.

There’s a businessman
There’s a widowed wife
There’s a smiling face with a shattered life
There’s a teenage girl with a choice to make
It’s crowded here in church today

And the preacher says as the sermon ends
Please close your eyes and bow your heads
Is there anyone in need of prayer
Jesus wants to meet you here
‘cause we all fall short
We all have sinned
But when you let
God’s Grace break in…

(Chorus)
It’s beautiful
Beautiful
Come as you are
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful

Well he’d never been to church before
But he came today as a last resort
His world was crashing in
And he was suffocating in his sin

But tears ran down
As hope rushed in
He closed his eyes
Raised his hands
Worshiping the God who can
Bring him back to life again

(Chorus)

Cause there’s nothing more beautiful to God
Than when his sons and daughters come
Broken
Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are

(Chorus)

Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
(Come as you are)
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful

Alleluia
Alleluia
Come as you are
(Come as you are)
Surrender your heart
Broken and beautiful
Oh, and here's one of my favorite links on the internet (besides blogger, facebook, and e-mail)
http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/track.asp?track_id=5531

If you go here there are hundreds upon hundreds of christian bands.  If you click on one of them, it pops up with a picture (of the band) and a variety of the albums they've made.  If you click the albums, there are all of the songs on that specific album.  If you click on a song, it comes up with the lyrics.  Check it out.

Oh, have I mentioned my awful spelling yet?  No?  Yes?  What ever.  If you've read this far you probably have seen the mistake of 'meat' and 'meet'.  And no it's not because I'm homeschooled, it's simply that I can't always spell without a spell checker.  Plus I don't like spell check sometimes.  It yells at me for fragments that are SUPPOSED to be there.  Like when a character says some broken phrase like "'sup".

Moving on.  ZUMBA TIME!

Back from Zumba.

Oh, look!  It's a picture of Cosmo at the beach.  She didn't get sunburned that time around because I was smart and brought sunscreen.  She went to Easter island that day.  You can tell because she got her picture taken with the easter bunny.  I like messing up pictures on paint.  It's fun.

Look! that was the time Cosmo died (she never did; I'm kidding).  She went to heaven.  It was sometime after she was crazy.  Crazy?  I was crazy once!  They locked me in a rubber room.  I died there.  They buried me.  And the worms?  The worms just about drove me crazy!

Isn't she cute?  Cosmo I mean.  I want to hug her and squish her...and then she would bite me and probably kill me.  That's how cats are.  They act like they love you only to get food out of you.  Speak of the Cosmo, here she is now.

n nn  nfv  vf vnf

That was Cosmo saying:  Feed me or I will slice the computer into pieces so small that the electrons will be able to eat them.

That was a condenced version of what she said she really said:  'Feed me or die.'

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

That was me dying after I thought I just lost my post.  Thank goodness this thing saves so often.

Title

Yes, it's a lovely Title isn't it?  I feel sleepy.  It's the weather plus having to be cooped up doing boring math all day.  I want to read the next Kingdom Keepers book but I know that if I sit down to read, it's going to have to be Here I Stand for my history.  I don't want to read about Martin Luther.  The first sentence was easy to read unlike The Imitation of Christ was but I think you will agree that after reading the second and third sentences the book is just weird.

So Martin Luther is walking around for some reason and out of the blue (well not really, but still!) a lighting bolt hits him and he says something along the lines of, "Saint Anne!  I will become a monk!"  Even though later in life he no longer cares about being a monk or praying to saints.  I think I'm a the end of my straw with this history book.  It makes us Catholics sound bad.

Moving on from that rant,

FLOWERS!

Your mind.   Look!  it's a blob!

and another

And a shark blob!

LOOK! PIZZA!

I am hungry now.  Aren't you?

DARN COMBAT! MY ARMS HURT!

no seriously I couldn't even turn over in bed last night.  I know it was combat because the Zumba instructor yesterday didn't make us do anything diffacult for some reason.  And then her I-pod restarted.  That's why I have a MP3 player....not really.

Why is the text centered?  It's weird.

There we go! much better.  I learned in history that Leonardo wrote backwards because he was left handed.  Weird.  Now the text looks weird again.  Now I'm used to centered text.  Oh well, I'll get over it.

Did I fail to mention that you don't have to be afraid to follow me on my blog?  Bloggers already know that.

What to blog about...

Jamie-Grace is awesome.  She's like a Christian artist except ten times better.  How? you ask me.  Because she is.  And how many people do you know with turrets syndrome singing at a microphone and playing guitar?  Answer that.  Plus TobyMac found her or something which makes her even awesomer.  Out of the broken up Dc Talk, I like TobyMac the best because he found so many awesome artists.  Like the guy that wrote Hello.  What does Tait do?  Take the place of Peter Furler in the Newsboys.  Still cool stuff, just not the Newsboys anymore.  None of them sound quite like Peter Furler to me.  I don't even really know what the other guy from Dc Talk is doing now.  ???????????????? because I can.