This is pretty much the most awesome way to live.

Liberalism vs. Conservatism

Trace Adkins, country singer and author of the book "A Personal Stand," made the comment: "Liberalism has less morals, but is more civil, and Conservatism has more morals, but is less civil." Later going on to state that he did not see one better than another.

This left me to ponder: Which of the two do I truly see as the lesser evil?

I stand by many Conservative beliefs, such as the ban on gay marriage, pro-life, and other topics such as immigration and affirmative action. Thus, I label myself as a "Classic Conservative" or traditional. But still, what do I find as the greater importance. Having strong morals, but not caring much for the rest of the community, or having a lack of morals, but with a strong look on said community?

Growing up in liberal home such as mine, I grew up with a strong... attraction, I should say to the Clinton administration. (I was born shortly before his term.) But as my sister grew up, she realized she didn't quite see eye to eye with our parents when it came to politics. Tasha registered as Republican. Her actions lead to my parents realizing, they too, as they aged, agreed more with conservative stances.

Now I go through my teen years in a very conservative family. Being as my family shaped and molded my views today (Adding to my filters of Religion, Education, etc.) But now I find myself having to decide whether or not I actually agree with them.

This year in school, I basically have an entire day devoted to politic discussions and learnings. Mr. Fountain does a phenomenal job of conveying both sides of the political spectrum, and doing it very eloquently. I've had to spend much time drawing a line in the sand of what mattered to me and what convictions lead me to believe what. I did a paper earlier about my stance on Genetic Engineering and whether or not the government should place greater restrictions on it. I also had to give my opinion on immigration and God in the classroom. This has been so great for me to actually spend time, not only researching what other people believe and say on such topics, but spending time in personal meditation. I had to put in front of me what mattered and what I saw as important to me.


Now, back to my original topic. Liberalism vs. Conservatism. Which one should actually be seen as the "right" choice.

Liberal: Favorable to progress or reform, as in political or religious affairs.

Conservative: Disposed to preserve existing conditions, institutions, etc., or to restore traditional ones, and to limit change.

When going by these definitions, I strongly agree with the latter. I love ways of old. Traditional values just seemed to bring about a more desirable time in our past. Strong morals, and good sense of right from wrong. A neighbor would help their neighbor. Christian values were instilled in children, who later grew up to lead strong Christian families. A beautiful thing. Something I am definitely for.

So I think the idea of Conservatism not being civil is something that has come up as of recently. The past century or so. Could it be all the technology the human race invented in this time period? Or maybe just a simple change of culture brought upon by the differences in parenting skills and what have you? Either way, it's extremely evident that today's culture has taken a steep decline as far as morals go. A man can go on the Internet and in 3 clicks or less can open a world of pornography. Bombarded with disgusting and filthy images of naked women, none of which is the beautiful and cherished body of his wife. A woman now has the right to murder her child just because she hasn't physically seen it yet. Having sex out of wedlock is now seen tolerable. I have known people who even in 5 grade (being the age of 10 and 11) and are having sex. Don't get me wrong, I am not saying sex is a horrible thing. I'm not saying that all. I look forward to the day I will be able to share that with the man of dreams. That man being my husband.

Okay, so that went more off into the world of morals, and not civics. But I believe the lack of morals has lead to the degrade of civility. We no longer hold family values as important. Half the population of America is divorced. 4 out of 10 children are born out of wedlock. 40% of our children don't have committed parents. In 2002 1.29 million abortions took place in America alone. Now, with children growing up in broken homes, where parents don't love each other, a child's life is not seen as a precious gift, and mother and/or father bring home a new lover every night, why would they honestly care for the well being of everyone else, when their own lives are failing miserably? Children are growing up in a world with a "Depend on everyone else, only to help yourself" type of mentality.

So, as of now, I will still consider myself the tradition conservative. Happy to be. Because I hold morals strong in my heart. But, I also try to help the world around me. For that's what God has made me to do. I plan on raising a family with a husband, in a commited and over the top loving family. I plan on having children who will carry on with my values and views, so that they may lead a world that God has planned.

After all those years of public school lying to me, I finally know the true story of the first Thanksgiving and the first Christmas.

Me. But I'm not too sure about the Athletic part... And it doesn't look very nice, but you can tell what I look for or who I am compatible with.

Your dating personality profile: Religious - Faith matters to you. It is the foundation that you build your life upon. You trust that God has a plan for you. Athletic - Physical fitness is one of your priorities. You find the time to work athletic pursuits into your schedule. You enjoy being active. Stylish - You do not lack for fashion sense. Style matters. You wouldn't want to be seen with someone who doesn't care about his appearance.

Your date match profile: Religious - You seek someone who is grounded in faith and who possesses religious values. You believe that a religious person can enhance your life. Traditional - You need someone who is a bit old-fashioned. A person with traditional values and beliefs will perfectly compliment your lifestyle. Shy - You are put off by people who are open books. You are drawn to someone who is a bit more mysterious. You want to draw him out of his shell and get to know what he is all about.

Your Top Ten Traits 1. Religious 2. Athletic 3. Stylish 4. Conservative 5. Intellectual 6. Traditional 7. Sensual 8. Wealthy/Ambitious 9. Adventurous 10. Romantic

Your Top Ten Match Traits 1. Religious 2. Traditional 3. Shy 4. Athletic 5. Conservative 6. Stylish 7. Romantic 8. Funny 9. Adventurous 10. Wealthy/Ambitious

Take the Online Dating Profile Quiz at Dating Diversions

With some detective work, and confirmation from a trusted source, I've found Aaron's Diary.

It's late and I too much time on my hands.

Your Love Is Represented By a Red Rose

You love passionately and fully, without any reservations. And while romantic love comes easily for you, you also love many people platonically. You are a true romantic, and you always can see the best in people.

What Rose Represents Your Love?

You Are a Centaur

In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person. However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways. You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order. You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily.

What Mythological Creature Are You?

Your Inner Retro Girl Is

1950s Doll

What Retro Girl Are You?

What People Think of Your Mouth

People see you both as reserved and sweet. You tend to be very sensitive and detail oriented. The smallest things can please or annoy you. You tend to be internally moody. Perceptive and intuitive, you understand people quickly - though you usually won't tell them.

What Does Your Mouth Say About You?

Your Dosha is Pitta

You have a quick mind, a gift for persuasion, and a sharp sense of humor. You have both the drive and people skills to be a very successful leader. Argumentative and a bit stubborn, you have been known to be a little too set in your ways. But while you may be biased toward your own point of view, you are always honest, fair, and ethical. With friends: You are outgoing and open to anyone who might want to talk to you In love: You are picky but passionate To achieve more balance: Be less judgmental of those around you, and take cool walks in the moonlight.

What's Your Dosha?

You Are a Feminine Beauty!

You make any guy feel like a man, simply by standing next to him You have a classic womanly appeal - and you've got a look for every occasion This doesn't mean that you can't kick back in (designer) jeans and sneakers You just prefer to be girly and sweet as often as possible

What Type of Beauty Are You?

The sad story of what happened to those poor stormtroopers...

A Night With My Brother

We basically spent two hours watching senseless online videos. Her are some of the ones we liked best. The majority of them were old favorites, so here ya go!

I want this husband!

"Give me a Christian, I'm insistin'. I'll greet her with some holy kissin'"

Mensroom Etiquette.

This is Why I was never allowed to have Kool-Aid as a child.

^^ some mild language, but it's not bad.

I Taught My Nephew The Algorithm March!!

It's an obsession of mine, now I'm passing it on to the next generation. I'm a good leader.



Plus, here are a couple of videos from the TBQ Christmas party!



And another one:

It's Rather Annoying.

How people can't seem to do anything themselves. How people expect you to do everything for them, while they laze around like inconsiderate jerks.

You know what I mean: They drop a pencil that is a foot away from them, but ask you to walk 4 feet away and pick it up. Or while completing a project, they ask you to do all the typing, take the project home, spend your free time hours stressing yourself trying to finish every bit and piece, while they have a good time. Then, when you turn everything in, they get credit for something they had no part of.

Or they have you do their duties!!! Not even duties, but tasks. Selfish tasks.

There is a girl who has lunch with us, who, almost every lunch, asks a friend of mine to stand in the line and buy her food, without any type of payment in return. Just so she can sit on the freaking bench flirting every boy who stops by. I just can't understand that... how can one person be so selfish and lazy. Then again, Christ died for me, and I still do things that only promote myself, and tend to put off the tasks God has put before me.

I guess, I still have some growing up to do. But for right now, this is extremely annoying.

Ugh.

I just want to be able to have this for tomorrow without having to go to YouTube.

Today, while at the Lee's family Christmas party (Actually, it's the Wissbrod's, but we went with the Lee's) Rich informed me I have feminine pecks. Hahahahaaha.

The reaction from Brandon was pretty much awesome aswell.

Hahahaha.

Aaron: " I was beat by a girl."
Ana: "Hey! We already went through this. I'm not a woman."
Aaron: "Oh, that's right. You're half man, half woman."
Rich: "What part of you is man?"
Ana: "All of me."
Rich: "Your pecks look pretty feminine to me."

Hahahahaha, oh I love it.

Muahahaha, I now know the Algorithm March.

Yea, I'm pretty much awesome. I'm going show people tomorrow just how amazing I actually am.

I Hate When People Ignore You

Don't you? 

I've been planning a Christmas Party for TBQ for some time now. Part of the festivities were going to include a gift exchange. Now, when I passed out invites last Thursday. a certain parent of mine was being a pain in the butt, so I had to hurry, resulting in no one had a chance to choose their recipient. I didn't want to have them choose on Sunday because of absence of  the majority of the team. So, I went home and randomly drew names for everyone. Once I had everything settled, I contacted my head coach to retrieve everyone's official emails.

That was Monday night. Today is Wednesday night. Still no response. Now is too late for people to buy thoughtful gifts, so I'm throwing the entire idea out. Which is so lame because that's what I was looking forward to most. It's probably for the best, seeing as nobody has even taken this party seriously.

I know he's not intentionally ignoring me, but never the less...

But I take full responsibility, because I should have gotten the info to everyone much sooner. 

Either way, things suck.

"Common side effects of Kittens includes:

• Sneezing
• Tiny Scratches
• Erectile Dysfunction"

I love Scrubs.

The Algorithm March

So, my little niece was crying and was very upset. Walking her, bouncing her, and giving her a suckie didn't help. BUT, I started to humm the tune to the Algorithm March, and it totally calmed her down. So, I put words to it and did some rendition of the dance. Why am I so cool?

Matt's mom is furry AND scaley.

We were discussing... animals. I mention that Matt "liked" all animals. Stating, "Al animals, furry and scaley... like your mom!"

I was so proud.

I have an extreme dislike for Microsoft Excel. Errr. Or at least what Mr. Weis is having me do with it right now...

A Change of Heart

I grew tired of the old layout, seeing as it was somewhat of an eye sore. I really like this one, though.

Three Names You Go By: Ana, Anastazja, Anja (Mainly by my daddy)

Three Screennames You Have: FiveIronAna, Creepyskakid, and that's it.

Three Things You Like About Yourself: Ability to accept anyone, understanding, spontaneity.

Three Things You Dislike About Yourself: Lack of talent, procrastination, fear of change.

Three Parts of Your Heritage: Polish, Scottist, Austrian.

Three Things That Scare You: Getting in trouble, failing, embarassment.

Three of Your Everyday Essentials: Make-up, Wallet, Compy.

Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now: Hot pink and orange shorts, a red shirt, funky necklace.

Three of Your Favorite Bands/Artists (at the moment): Five Iron Frenzy, Emery, Cake.

Three of Your Favorite Songs at Present: Plan B (Five Iron Frenzy), Only One (Plain White T's), Godspeed (Anberlin)

Three New Things You Want to Try in the Next 12 Months: I will try to grow Spiritually, Mentally, and, god permiting, physically.

Three Things You Want in a Relationship (love is a given): Kindness and gentlness of heart, Compassion and understanding, a man who loves family and with a deep relationship in Jesus Christ.

Two Truths and a Lie: I play computer games like a geek, I hate being naked, I love to stab myself.

Three Physical Things About the Opposite Sex: That Appeal to You: Eyes, Smile, Hands (Don't ask me why...)

Three Things You Just Can’t Do: Murder, Eat Mayo, Denounce Jesus Christ as my savior and Lord.

Three of Your Favorite Hobbies: Yelling, History, Tennis.

Three Things You Want to do Really Badly Right Now: Sleep, brush my teeth, get a massage.

Three Careers You’re Considering: Architecture, Family Life counseling, and teaching.

Three Kids’ Names:

For Girls: Mary(ray, rei, rey, etc. [Like Marirei, Mariray, or Marirey. It's weird, you can get over it.), Emma, Stephanie.

For Boys: Austin, Aaron, Sean.

Who is the Woman I am Meant to Be?

I'm been contemplating this for quite some time now, but I still am struggling with the topic. God created me for a purpose. He made me a woman for some reason. My DNA is not as random as science would like us to think.

"1Wives, in the same way be submissive to your husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives, 2when they see the purity and reverence of your lives. 3Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. 4Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight. 5For this is the way the holy women of the past who put their hope in God used to make themselves beautiful. They were submissive to their own husbands, 6like Sarah, who obeyed Abraham and called him her master. You are her daughters if you do what is right and do not give way to fear.

7Husbands, in the same way be considerate as you live with your wives, and treat them with respect as the weaker partner and as heirs with you of the gracious gift of life, so that nothing will hinder your prayers." - 1 Peter 3:1-7


According to the Bible, I should be submissive, quiet, and gentle. I am beautiful because of my purity and reverence. My relationship and hope in God. I am not beautiful for the way I wear my hair, or the clothes I picked out for the day. The jewelry I put around my neck and on my wrist does not make me desirable. A woman should show God through her acts and behavior, that if her husband, her one in flesh, should stumble and begin to doubt, he may look at her and realize where God is. I am a daughter of Sarah, so I should acquire the attributes of her.

I love this passage of scripture. It shows how a wife should truly act. Really, how all women, single or married, should act.

What is also great, is that it gives men a glimpse of what their future wives should be like. A man should constantly be searching for this woman. Not giving up for the sake of just being married and starting a family. A man's wife should be what God intended, not just what society says a woman should be. I strive to be this woman, so that I would be a prize, and not a settlement. Something that should be fought for and won, and not just what is cheap and easy to get at.

I'm so excited to see how God will change me. What things and/or people He'll put into my life to help me grow into this woman. I know there are people already here today that have launched me far into the next step. God is just so awesome. He blesses me so much, and I completely don't deserve it. How wonderful is that?

I don't care, this still makes me smile.

Where have I seen this dancing before?

Dora gets a call from Alec Baldwin.

"That's so exciting!"

Muahahaaha. Myspace's "Heros" feature has now finally been worth something.

Here is what a friend of mine wrote about me:

"Anastazja Bury her middle name is too hard to spell lol but she is an amzing spunky girl!!!! she always is positive no matter what her situation is. when i dissappoint her she lets me know when i have done somthing wrong so i can realize never to do it again. She says the funniest things....and sometimes just breaks down and dances in the middle of conversation!! she cracks me up... she also has an amzing memory(this girl knows her Bible!!! lol...she also secretly wants the guy from the Soup lol and i think she is a ninja though she may deny it lol....this is one amazing girl!!"

Too bad my Bible memorization has taken a real downfall... oh well, at least I'm spunky!

With the help of Trebonte, I've now found part 2.

I'm gunna bite your nose off!

Someone's Calling You. Goulet!

I don't know how to get them, but if I could, I would!

Robert Goulet Ringtones.

I still just love this so much!

Where's the rent!?

A Birth Announcement

Well, technically I was told this on Wednesday, but I heard from the the mommy to be, today. This girl in my PE class told everyone she is pregnant. She's 16 years old. Wow, to be pregnant so young. To take on such a responsibility as another human's life when you can barely drive a car on a main road.

She's only a month along and, luckily, is planning to keep her child. Her boyfriend is 19, and is now buying a home for them to live in (An actual home, not an apartment) that is close to both of their families. She will be legally emancipated within the coming weeks. Man, I don't have a clean pair of pants and I automatically think my life is over (Okay, maybe I'm not that dramatic) but to think everyday that whatever I eat, drink, or breathe in will some how affect a child. Helpless and lame. Pure and defenseless. That I would be in charge of it. All I can think to do is pray and pray some more for her. Pray that her child will be healthy, seeing as my friend has a bit of a smoking and drinking problem. She is completely willing to quit both, but you just never know. She has no money, so being able to afford a baby seems almost impossible.

She's very excited, though! She's known for 5 days and is completely frazzled with excitement.

11 or 12 years ago, my cousin became pregnant while living under our roof. She was 17 years old. It was kept a secret from my father for a short while, for fear that he would not be understanding and compassionate. But, my mom took the courage to tell him a baby was on the way. Surprisingly, my dad just said "A baby is a gift and is something that we should celebrate. They can be married." Before my cousin even started to show, she was married and lived in an apartment. All by 17, though. I will be 17 in 9 1/2 months. To have a baby would be terrifying.

I definitely want to have children, but not until I'm married and in a position to support myself and a baby. ( And multiple babies. )

Whitley Uploaded these last night!

Gross!

A very hard decision must be made. I don't know if I can possibly do it myself. I predict I shall be spending my days deep in my Bible and in prayer. Hoping for God's guidance in everything I do. The idea of leaving it all behind and getting a fresh start for the good of my future is a little more than terrifying, to say the least.

Lord help me.

Brush the Dust Off of the Old Blog

It's been so long. I've been neglecting writing anything new seeing as nothing production had really happened as of late.

But yesterday kind of changed that.

Saturday was an awesome day and a much needed relaxant. I have been sick this past week and so spent most of my time in pain and sick, or trying to function on medicine. But as Saturday started, my health decided to pay me a visit. I woke up to snow. Aww, beautiful, white snow. But the snow basically caused my mother to go into a panic about "If you go to the Mottaz's, you'll get snowed in and I wont see you for days!!" Then she kept trying to tell me that quiz would be canceled because of the dangers involved with a snowy day. At the moment, the snow was barely sticking. Too bad for her, I was already up, showered, dressed, and half of my make up was already on. There's no turning back. I was going to quiz whether she liked it or not. I quickly called Evan to get his assurance that League 2 would still continue. He couldn't give me a straight answer and told me he'd call once he had everything figured out. So, I made the decision to finish getting ready just in case I had to leave. Sure enough, Evan called, quiz was on, and I convinced my mom that I should go and that I wanted to go.

Some how I ended up late. I'm still not entirely sure how it happened, but I do have some theories. Anyways, quiz went fine. I was an official for the novice division which was a little strange, and frankly, really boring. The only highlight was when a lady asked me if I was a foreigner. Just like that "Oh, are you a foreigner?" Hahaha. Beautiful.

Now, the bus ride back to the church was probably one of the most... argumentative moments of my life. Not a full debate in any way shape or form, but the fact that I was constantly accused of murdering my fellow teammates. No matter how hard I tried to defend myself, everyone always voted to have me executed. Well, I guess I was in the mafia for the majority of the trip.

Then I had a snowball fight when we returned to the church. It started when I decided to ambush one of my coaches. It ended in running and laughing and screaming and ducking and hiding. Too bad it only last a maximum of 5 minutes.

A much better snow experience occurred once I arrived at the Mottaz's. They have this crazy steep hill that was full of snow. Oh my goodness. So much fun. Even grown men took time to revert to their childhood. The whole thing resulted in the loss of my voice. Then we migrated to the inside of the house for food and movies. Good stuff. I also had the chance to examine two grown men sleeping on a bean bag together. One of which curled up like a sweet baby. Very different from his everyday display.

Oh, today was pretty fun, too. Discovered I'm a secondhand zombie.

This kid is so cool.

Thanks a lot Julie....

Tag you’re it!

Here are the rules. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits or embarrassing things about themselves. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.

1. I hate being naked. I just hate it so much.

2. I have OCD when it comes to time. I mean, if I look at a clock and I can't make a math problem out of the numbers, I have to stare at it until I finally can. (i.e. 8:52 can't do it, but, 3:29 can. -- 3 to the power of 2 is 9 -- )

3. I used to hate shoes. I never stood why you needed so many pairs... today I have over 20 pairs of shoes...

4. I dance when no one is watching. If no one is home I'll turn on music and just dance. Lately, though, it's turned into an everyday thing and I do it public. Ask anyone is Weight Room per. 2!

5. I Love board games. They're one of my favorite things. I just love to play a good game of Monopoly, Life, Risk, Clue, etc.

6. I love to make stupid movies with friends. I used to make them all the time. They'd be hours long and sometimes take up multiple tapes. I don't anymore because my friends aren't nearly as cool as they used to be.

7. When I was 6, I took off my clothes in the front yard and just hung around. I don't know why... that was before I gained some shame.

8. I can't read very well. I'm dyslexic so it takes me a while to read things and truly understand what the piece is saying. It's hard for me to take notes and memorize things because it takes me so long. I don't feel stupid, I just have a learning disability.

I'm tagging: Ryan, Hillary, Whitley, Justin, Aaron, Christlyn, James, and Nick.

Yea, it is an obsession.

1. What is in the back seat of your car right now?
Everything that was in m trunk before 7 last night.

2. When was the last time you threw up?
Sunday morning. A mixture of horrible cramps and and overdose of medication. My brother in law told me I took enough for a 200 pound football player. Oops.

3. What's your favorite curse word?
I don't curse.

4. Name 3 people who made you smile today?
Mom, Dentist, Joshua

5. What were you doing at 8 am this morning?
Sleeping.

6. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Getting home from the dentist.

8. Have you ever been to a strip club?
No thanks.

9. What is the last thing you said aloud?
"Evan doesn't have a freaking cell phone!"

10. What is the best ice cream flavor?
Vanilla

11. What was the last thing you had to drink?
Coke.

12. What are you wearing right now?
Jeans, red shirt, brown vest.

13. What was the last thing you ate?
A french fry.

14. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?
Actually, yes! I bought a jacket last saturday along with a pair of shoes, 2 sweatshirts, and a pink top. Then Monday I bought a sweater and pair of pants.

15. When was the last time you ran?
Besides running to the car, I went running on Wednesday, but my past few days have been packed so I haven't had time.

16. What's the last sporting event you watched?
Jeez... I don't know. I watched myself play volleyball on wednesday...

18. Who is the last person you sent a comment/message on myspace.
Comment? Umm... it might have been Whitley. Message... I still don't know and don't feel like checking.

19. Ever go camping?
Yea

22. Do you have a tan?
Hahahaha, no.

24. Do you drink your soda from a straw?
Sometimes.

25. What does your last text message say?
"How ya doing?"

26. Are you someone's best friend?
Maybe.

27. What are you doing tomorrow?
Staying home to help my mommy with the house. I might go to youth tomorrow, but TBQ and Sunday morning are out of the question.

28. Where is your mom right now?
On the couch with me commenting on a clip FOX news just showed.

29. Look to your left, what do you see?
A pile of junk.

30. What color is your watch?
Don't have one.

31. What do you think of when you think of Australia?
I would like to visit some day. Seems pretty nice.

32. Ever ridden on a roller coaster?
I love them.

33. What is your birthstone?
Blue Sapphire.

34. Do you go in at a fast food place or just hit the drive through?
Usually drive thru, but sometimes I go in.

35. What is your favorite number?
7

36. Do you have a dog?
3!

37. Last person you talked to on the phone?
Evan's mom. Haha. She's very nice
Me: "Can you tell him Ana Bury called?"
Her: "Anna Berry?"
Me: "Yes."

38. Have you met anyone famous?
Hahahaha. Umm, does Carman count? I was 4 years old. Oh! I met Anberlin... and the Newsboys, and I met some guy from MXPX. Oh, and I met Firewhatever.

39. Any plans today?
I did have some until Hillary decided to forget.

40. How many states have you lived in?
Lived in? I lived in PA for a tiny bit, but mostly just Washington.

41.Ever go to college?
Someday

43. Biggest annoyance in your life right now?
Ugh.

44. Last song listened to?
When I was leaving the dentist, 'Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White T's was on.

46. Are you allergic to anything?
This is going to sound weird, but Mayo.

47. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?
just my plain tennis shoes, but I like to mix it up a little bit.

49. Are you jealous of anyone?
Ummmm.... not really jealous, but it's like "Aw, dang." haha.

50. Is anyone jealous of you?
People always tell me I'm lucky I have a boyfriend. Or that they wish they could get a boyfriend. It's annoying because it's not someting that.... well, it's just annoying.

52. Do any of your friends have children?
A friend of mine from California just had a baby girl in October.

53. Do you eat healthy?
Nope. I have a horrible diet.

54. What do you usually do during the day?
School... play games on the computer... hang out with friends.

55. Do you hate anyone right now?
No.

56. Do you use the word 'hello' daily?
Yea.

58. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?
17 years old. I always want to say I'm 15, but then I have to remember I'm 16. There's no difference...

59. Have you ever been to Six Flags?
Yes. I'm not exactly impressed by them.

60. How did you get one of your scars?
I hit a truck.

A Survey Type Thing

Name: Anablahblahblah

Birthdate: September 21st, 1991

Current Location: On the couch in the family room.

Eye Color: Grey, but depending on what I'm wearing they will be blue.

Hair Color: Brown but it has a redish tint.

Righty or Lefty: Right...

Zodiac Sign: Virgo, but if you read those zodiacs, I am nothing like the Virgo...

Innie or Outtie: Innie. I love my belly button.


-----------------DESCRIBE------------------

The shoes you wore today: Regular white tennis shoes. Or 'real shoes' has Devon chooses to call them.

Your eyes: Kind of expressive. The majority of my facial expressions come through my eyes.

Your fears: Losing a loved one.

-----------------WHAT IS------------------


Your most overused phrase on aim: "Situation." and "That's awkward." Oh and "It's sooo gay."

Your thoughts first waking up: Is a shower really important... yes....

The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: Smile. I love everyone's smiles.

Your best physical feature: Smiles.

Your most missed memory: Awww....

-----------------YOU PREFER------------------

Pepsi or coke: Pepsi *ducks from the insults of readers*

McDonald's or Burger King: McDonalds because I don't go to Burger King.

Single or group dates: Either or. Group dates get annoying fast, but having one every once in a while can be a lot of fun.

Adidas or Nike: neither. Adidas.

Chocolate or vanilla: Both are nice.

Cappuccino or coffee: Yuck, both are disgusting.

-----------------DO YOU------------------

Smoke: Nada. Don't even have the desire. Ever.

Cuss: No. It's funny because I get made fun at school for not swearing and using "replacement words."

Have a crush: ...yea

Who is it: That's a toughy.

Do you think you've been in love?: God is love. Relationship wise? No.

Want to go to college: No. Still in highschool...

Want to get married: Right now I'm just praying that I can. Sounds stupid, but I worry about it. I definitely want to be married, though.

Type w/ your fingers on the right keys: Hahahahahaha.

Believe in yourself: For the most part, no. I think mainly because I know my own weaknesses. I constantly find myself praying "God, please help."

Get motion sickness: Only a little bit.

Think you're a health freak: Not really. I like to work out, but eating is a probably for me...

Get along with your parents: 90% of the time.

Play an instrument: I used to play the clarinet.

------------IN THE PAST MONTH DID:/:HAVE YOU------------

Go to the mall: Yes, actually.

Eaten sushi: Oh Lord, no.

Been on stage: Well, technically yes, seeing as every blue day I sit on the stage for SSR...

Been dumped: No.

Gone skating: Aww, no. But now I'm in the mood to.

Made homemade cookies?: No... I should tough.

Dyed your hair: Hmm... I can't remember if it was November or October...

-----------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------

Flown on a plane: Yea.

Missed school because it was raining?: No, that's stupid. That's not an excuse at all.

Told a guy/girl that you liked them?: Yea, well, yea.

Cried during a movie: I'm horrible.

Ever thought an animated character was hot?: Hahahaha, that DDR character! haha. Mandie and I were "Wow, he's hot for a CG man!"

Had an imaginary friend: No, not really.

Cut your hair: I haven't had my hair cut since July. I'm probably due for one.

Had a crush on a teacher: No.

Been in a fight: Verbal, all the time.

Shoplifted: No. That;s really irritating.

-----------------THE FUTURE------------------

Age you hope to be married: Depends on when I find the man of my dreams and when he purposes. I want to have children sort of young (mid 20's), so I' like to be married between 20-25.

Numbers and Names of Children: 4. Maybe 3, or maybe 5. But I definitely want more than 2.


Describe your Dream Wedding: Come over to my house, I'll show you my draw...

How do you want to die?: Peacefully.

What do you want to be when you grow up?: A loving mother, a strong woman of God, and a hot wife is all I need. But, I do want a career, that is, if fitting.

What country would you most like to visit?: Russia... yea, I know. Japan would be cool. France because of Marie Antoinette. Oh, of course Poland! I'd like to go with my husband or my children and not by myself...

------------OPPOSITE SEX------------------

Best eye color: Green or blue.

Best hair color: Red. But, brown is nice too.

Short or long hair: Depends on his face shape.

Best height: Between 5'10 and 6'2. I'm only 5'3, but I don't care.

Best date location: Some where you can be yourself and just enjoy each other.

Best first kiss location: As long as it's special. No cutting corners. I like to be romanced.

-----------------NUMBER OF-----------------

Number of girlfriends you've had: Oh, tons. Uhh....

Number of people I could trust with my life: My mom. My brother. My brother would risk his life for anyone.

Number of CDs that I own: I'm not sure...

Number of piercings: 1 in each ear.

Number of tattoos: Absolutely. Tattoos are mildly cool when your young, but you turn 60 and everything sags...

Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: I know twice for sure.

----------------FAVORITES------------------

Shampoo: Bath and Body Works Pink Grapefruit/

Fav.color: Yellow, Green, Blue, and Pink.

Day/Night: Most definitely night. Peaceful, calm, relaxing, and the moon is just so gorgeous.

Summer/Winter: Oh, don't make me choose.

Lace or Satin: Lace, because it's prettier, but I can't wear it because my skin can't handle it.

Fave Cartoon: Don't really watch cartoons. Haven't found interesting.

Fave Food: Mashed Potatoes.

Fave Movies: Soo many. Lord of the Rings, Marie Antoinette, So I Married an Axe Murderer, etc.

Fave sport: Tennis. Football. <<< Seriously, in the rain... yessssss

----------------RIGHT NOW------------------

Wearing: White tank top, orange sweater, blue flannel jammie pants.

Drinking: Nada.

Thinking about: My foot is really cold and it fell asleep which is really annoying... these pants are really big.

Listening to: Well, the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is on now in the background.

---------------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------

Cried: Kind of. It was more of "Please take a nap!!" type of cry.

Met someone: Met my new niece: Aniella Helena Mutton

Drove a car: Hahahahahaaha, yes. 3 in the morning. I was so tired, I couldn't get the key out of the ignition and I was so mad so I kicked the car...

Talked on the phone: Yea. I talked to my brother today.

--------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------

Do you ever wish you had another name?: Every once in a while, but I love that's unique and Ana, I think, is a pretty name.

Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?: Yes.

Which one of your friends acts the most like you?: According to Frank, Melissa does. We both do not see it at all. Hmm... I don't have a friend exactly like me...

Who have you known the longest of your friends? Well, of people I still call friends. Zach Wells and I have recently started talking again, so him. But then again, so have Zack Johnson and myself, and I met him when I was 2.

Are you close to any family member?: Yea.

When have you cried the most: I don't know. But I'm pretty sure it was over my Grandma or Grandpa. I just scream when my cat died.

What's the best feeling in the world?: Your mom. Hahahaaha, I'm sorry, but I had to. I haven't had every feeling. I'm guessing it's knowing that there is unconditional love from God towards me. My mom told me you don't really understand God's love for you until you have children of your own.

Worst Feeling?: Ugh. Making the same mistake over and over again.

What time is it now?: 3am.

Who was the last person you yelled at? Joshua.

Who was the last person you kissed?: Joshua.

What was the last memorable book you read?: Well, the Catcher in the Rye was memorable, but not in a good way.

When did you last dance?: I dance all the time. But I most remember dancing Wednesday, during volleyball!!!

When was the last time you smiled all day?: That rarely happens.

What color socks do you normally wear?: White.

Have you ever attended a private school?: Yea.

Do you like stuffed animals?: Mhmm.

Have you ever smashed pumpkins?: Nope.

Do you read labels when shopping for food?: Yea. Unless I already know it's bad for me and I choose not to even burden myself with the facts.

Can you quote Shakespeare?: No.

Do you like playing baseball?: No. I never have. Mr. Milligan told me I should play it more and I'd enjoy it more, but that would involve -playing- it more.

Are you a neat freak?: Wow, no.

What is the worst injury you have ever given someone? I remember hearing I punched my sister in the nose and gave her a bloody nose, but I don't remember.

Do you ever eat lemons plain? All the time. Seriously, I love lemons. mmmmm...

Have you ever fired a gun?: Yea. A long time ago.

Do you own any knee-high boots?: Nope.

Do you like swimming in lakes?: Gross. Fish in lakes and streams. Ew. Who wants to swim in fish sex juices? No thanks.

What is you favorite gemstone?: Topaz or Peridot.

Have you gone on any blind dates?: No, why would you want to?

Has someone done something extra nice for you?: Yea...

Have you ever been lost in a bad part of a city?: No, but I dream about it often.

Would you rather have a mint or fruit flavored gum?: Mint.

Do you have road rage?: I often have the desire to kill people using a car. Actually, no, I don't.

Have you ever eaten grass?: No, I was told about all bugs that live on grass. I'm not a bug fan.

Do you ever eat food right out of cans or jars? Pickles...

Has your mind ever gone blank?: All the time. It's sad.

Have you ever met anyone interesting at the laundry mat?: No.

Are you kind?: Most of the time. But I don't handle rudeness very well and that's when my witchy side comes out.

Do you have any beanie babies?: Stored.

Would you rather be hot or cold?: It's much easier to be warmed up when I cold. But if I'm cold, I complain about 75% more.

Is the glass half full, or half empty?: I don't care to notice what I classify glasses as.

Do you exercise or work out regularly?: PE and try to keep it regular at home.

Could you kill if your life was threatened?: Maybe, but I don't know...

....FIRSTS....

first best friend = Zachary.

first job = Babysitting?

first screen name = FiveIronAna

first self purchased cd = Hot Fuss - The Killers

first funeral = My Aunt Eleanor.

first enemy = Gravity.

first big trip = I don't know.

--LASTS-- :-:

last big car ride = Oregon in September.

last good cry = Shadow...

last library book checked out = 1984 - George Orwell

last beverage drank = A Pepsi...

last food consumed = Thanksgiving Dinner!

last phone call = Stefan.

last cd played = I don't know. I was listening to my IPod on the way home. I was either listening to Five Iron Frenzy or Cake, I can't remember.

last annoyance = My foot.

last shirt worn = White tank top with orange sweater.

last website visited = Blogspot.

--DESCRIBE YOUR?-- :-:

wallet = White and black Channel.

hair = Retarded.

hands = Finally recovered...

feet = Cold. Big. Ew.

room = Kitty took over... and it's typical Ana messy.

parents = Essential.

--THIS OR THAT-- :-:

[salt or pepper] = Salt. mmmmm...

[okay, ok, or o.k.] = Okay.

[bright colors or dark colors] Both.

[tic-tacs or certs] = Tic Tacs

[sunshine or rain] = Both are nice.

[rain or snow] = Again, I love both. I love the weather in general.

[sun or moon] = Moon!! I love the moon.

[silver or gold] = Gold.

[silk, cotton, or flannel sheets] = Well, I have cotton sheets, but I do like flannel sheets. Every since I saw that episode of 'Boys Meets World' I've been terrified of silk sheets.

[preps or freaks] = I like everyone.

[popcorn-with or w/out butter] = Butter. Tasty. So unhealthy, but so tasty...

[ketchup, mayo, mustard, or relish] = Mustard. I can eat mustard by itself. I can't eat mayo because there's something in it and I can't handle it. Relish is just gross. Ketchup is okay... I guess.

[shampoo + conditioner in one or separate] = Separate. I just don't feel clean with only one.

I now have a niece!

Yup. My sister gave birth this morning. 9:52am. Ugh, I was tired, but I pushed through. Well, okay, maybe I didn't push through, but I did have to manage a 2 year old for a little while.

But, Aniella Helena Mutton was born today, Thanksgiving. Weighing 7lbs. 5 oz. 19 1/2 inches long. Just like her Auntie Ana. She even looks liked I did as a baby, so or everyone tells me. She perfectly pink and sweet. Dark hair, dark eyes, definitely has her mom's nose, no doubt about it. Curvy little lips. Chubby cheeks. HUGE FEET AND THIGHS!

But, sadly, Tasha and James will be spending Thanksgiving in the hospital, which doesn't make Joshua very happy because he's stuck with us for now. It's so sad. After Anielle was born, Joshua went up to Tasha and asked "Are you still my mommy?" But the cute thing is he keeps commenting on how beautiful Tasha and Aniella are. All day long it's been "Mama is sooo beautiful." "Aniella is a beautiful baby sister." When he says Aniella, it comes out "
Anyaya" (On-yeah-yeah)

I'm very excited. I can't wait 'til she can play with Barbies, so I can play barbies too and not feel like a 5 year old...

An Enchanted Movie Review

"I've been dreaming for my one true love..."

Aww yes, I made my way to the theatre tonight with my sister and saw "Enchanted." As I do with most movies, I went in with a negative attitude and expecting the movie to be lame as all get out. But to my surprise the movie was very good. Corny and dorky as many expected, but I recommend it.

The movie mixes most of the classic Disney fairytales into the story line. Plus, and this is a major plus, Patrick Dempsey is somehow involved in the story. Anytime Patrick Dempsey is involved... well, lets just say it'll be good. :)

It's not a real 'guy's movie' but there was a Small group of guys there about 3 seats next to me who found the movie funnier than any of us girls did. Hahaa.

Just go see it. When it comes out on DVD, I may bring it to TBQ for a movie night.

I know it sounds lazy, but I'm just not in the mood to read over for typos, so if you find some, get over it.

"Immature people want to die nobly for a cause, while mature people want to live humbly for one." -- Mr. Antolini, The Catcher in the Rye

The only good thing that came out of that book. Sooo disappointed.

Ugh, so apparently my link didn't work. I didn't mean to dash your hopes against a stone, so I'll begin picking up your pieces as you enjoy this video. So, I'm going to try and embed it, but that usually looks like crap.

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Haha, just kidding. I just tried to embed it and it didn't work. So, I'll try the link AGAIN and see if I can get it up.

LINK

On my computer, I am victorious.


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Aww, so much talent.

It's been so long.

So I've been planning on starting a video blog on here instead of the same old typed out paragraph I post only every once in a while. But, my first blog decided it didn't feel like transferring to the Internet, ergo, I wont be doing one... for now, at least.

Last week was very busy and I have a lot to talk about. The biggest event: My decision to continue with Tahoma, and turn down the opportunity to do running start. I know, I know. It was my whole plan for high school. I'd only do my Sophomore year, then begin the running start program though Bellevue Community College, but my mom and I had a discussion about it. I would love to continue here with my friends. Plus, it's local, so breaking the bank with high gas prices wont be an issue. Also, I would really love to play Tennis all 3 years of high school, plus join Cheer, and play Powderpuff my Junior and Senior year. Seeing as my schedule for running start could possibly effect those plans, it was in my best interest to travel a different path. I wish I could get those 2 years of free college out of the way, but I want to enjoy this season of life, and not try to rush adulthood.

Some fun news now. Endeavor received their brand new laptops on Wednesday morning. We were allowed to mess around with them for the day, but had to give them back. We officially took them home Thursday night. I really like them, but it's annoying that we have the filters on even while we are home. (I really want to use the school computers to look at porn, buy my guns, and sell my drugs) But, never the less, I -did- get a free computer that is completely mine. My family even had to sign a paper stating they would never use it.

Ha, also, my mom is starting to let me drive... ON THE ROADS! It's amazing. I thought the day would never come. She wont let me drive far. Only locally. She's offered a couple times to let me drive to school or drive to church, but the offer is always immediately taken back. But, I drive to Tasha's, to the store, for errands and the like. I really enjoy driving. I can't wait for that next step towards freedom.

I also went shopping Saturday and bought really cute shoes. Which always makes a week better.

This week, though overall decent, brought some pretty lame aspects to my life. Mainly: Driver's Ed. It started off with Ms. Gardner not understanding what we meant by "We don't know the -schedule-" and thought I meant I didn't know what day it started. When my mom told her I didn't know what days to be in class were, Ms. Gardner informed my mother that I am a liar, and I know what day it started. Big misunderstanding, but it only adds to my dislike towards the woman. Then, I was switched to a different teacher. Mr. Lehman. He had my sister when she was in high school. Now, we had a homework problem. I came in before class started and asked to print my homework. He told me no. He said because I didn't have it printed before I -entered- the room, it was now late and only worth half credit. Half credit also went to the kids who were lazy and didn't do the assignment what so ever. My mom called him to settle the dilemma, only to be told her again that "Ana must have stretched the truth." There's not much to stretch with that story... So my mom called Mr. Duty (Our principal) and told him she was tired of stupid rules that mean absolutely nothing and that she wanted me back in Ms. Gardner's class. The problem with that is Allie is my driving partner, and she will be staying in Mr. Lehman's class.

But that's the worst of my week. On Wednesday, a family friend of our, Misha, discovered she had lost her baby. It wasn't developing properly and so her body stop supporting it. She had surgery on Thursday to have the fetus removed. She's completely devastated. We cancelled our Thanksgiving plans with them, mainly because we didn't know what Misha seeing my sister's full term pregnancy (or even a newborn baby) would do to her. But she assured us everything would be okay and that seeing Tasha would help her realize that babies can make it to birth. Please pray for Misha and David as they mourn their loss.

On a lighter note, I took these quizzes:

You are 100% Washington State!

Are you a tour guide? High-five, man! I see SOMEBODY paid attention in their history classes. You obviously know Washington well. That's awesome.

How Washington State Are You?
Quizzes for MySpace

You are 89% Pittsburgh.

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Great job! There's nooooo doubt about it. You're from Da Burgh. You deserve a reward, so go have an Ahrn City or two. And GO STILLERS!

How Pittsburgh Are You
See All Our Quizzes

And I would like a group of people I know to take the quiz below:

WoW

I Sometimes Feel I'm Holden Caulfield

Lately, I've realized that I'm either thinking or always saying "I really hate when..." "I really hate people who..." "I really hate those type of..." or anything like that. It's making me depressed. An easy fix, yes, but controlling the mind and tongue are two very difficult things. Call me immature if you please, but oh well. At least I'm not saying "Phoney" every other word!!!

UPDATE! Today, Max poked me in the eye and I couldn't open it. Ha, I'm just getting hurt constantly. Yesterday was the cell phone to the skull. Oh, that was good.

Failed Attempts to Potty Train

So, Joshua told me he needed to "use the potty." so I take him into the bathroom. I was so excited that I get to potty train him, especially since I have greatest potty training history.

So, we get his jeans off, take the diaper off, and point him towards the toilet. Now, usually he lies and doesn't actually have to go to the bathroom, but tonight was different. Oh, he had to pee alright. Only, he missed the toilet. Instead he whips around and pees all over me. Ummm.... that's disgusting. Haha, but life is full of experiences, and 'til this day, I hadn't been peed on before. Hahahaha.

So gross.

I am officially on YouTube. I must warn you though, not exactly the most entertaining. BUT, if you have any interest in me, these can be a bit stimulating. :)

Enjoy!

Why Does Technology Hate Me?

I have never done anything wrong towards a piece of technology. Besides a few accidental deaths to CDs, nothing else! But alas, you can't convince the computer to throw an ounce of kindness in my direction.

I made some videos today that I was hoping to have up by tonight. But, I went to load them and it only completed 20% before shutting done entirely. I figured I probably just got cut off somewhere or something else that I couldn't really explain, but in my mind, HAD to be the reason. So, I tried again. Although, now, it went to 20% and has been there since 12:07. A whole half hour has passed and we're still at 20%. I have to get up tomorrow for quiz and church. Ergo, no videos up tonight. I think I might start crying. Or maybe I'll just go to bed. :(

I hate failing.

Kingdom of Loathing

Man I love it!

Soooooooooooooooooooo true.

Mr. Fountain: "What other stereo types do we have at this school?"
Me: "Scene!"
Mr. Fountain: "What's scene."
Me: "Like emo, only worse."

This proves my point.

I see this. I think of Jas. I smile.

This is how I want to be purposed to.

Anyone who has ever seen a movie on Lifetime.

How Can I Help MySelf?

On Sunday night, all I could think about was "I wish someone would just help me out once in a while." What I mean is, with so much garbage going on lately, I wish I had someone to truly confide in to pray with me and for me. I want to have someone to just be there for me when I need help and when I need to let everything out of my heart. But, then the thought popped into my head. "If I rely on someone to always help me, then I'll never grow to be able to help myself."

My mom says that whenever a thought that you would never think of by yourself, pops up, then it's God speaking to you. I guess I believe that.

I believe God was telling me that I need to learn to handle and tackle things on my own. Learn to rely God and call out to him, without having to go through another person.

There is a man I know who has somewhat addressed this with me in a few conversations. He has a high goals for himself, and to reach them, he needs to have the experiences he has now to help grow into the man he wants to be. He puts himself through trials without backing out, to help himself for a life he desires to lead. That really impacted me.

It might seem stupid, but I've come to find that all my life I've counted on my mom praying for me or my brother when they saw I was hurting. As a child, I would be terrified of different things, but I never wanted to meet the problem head on. I would just think "Well, I know my mom prays for my safety, so I'm good." But I've realized that depending on everyone else wont cut it for real life.

In 2 years I will graduate from school. 4 years after that I plan on having a college degree in whatever field the Lord puts me in. I also want to get married. Have children, and maybe even a pet or two There are many responsibilities. A job, a husband, kids, a house, cars, bills, etc. They will fall on me. They will fall on me to be able to handle. But, to do so, I myself, need to build up on my relationship with God, through Christ and furthermore construct a solid foundation for life as I know it.

Although, I do believe having someone to be able to consult and share with is very important, but I can't throw my Christian responsibilities over to them.

Old Teachers

So, I found my brother's yearbook from the 1999-2000 school year and found 4 of my teachers. It was amazing. There was Mr. Fountain, Mr. Weis, Mrs. Keeney, and Ms. Gardner. I'm still not sure who had a better picture; Mr. Fountain or Mr. Weis. Both looked like noobs. :)

Senate Hearing

Tomorrow is a big day. We're having our Senate Hearing in Endeaver. Something I've been dreading.

Now, all today I have been miserably sick. Headache, body aches, and chills. Along with a mild fever. I can't miss school tomorrow.

BUT, I have been studying TBQ material. My Goal: Quote Chapter 3 on Thursday. I'll try it with Evan because he's only one who I wont completely embarrass myself with. Plus, the only one who wont make me feel like an idiot.

27 different date ideas. Think about it, once a week, for 27 weeks, about 5 months total. Or, once every other weekend, for almost a year.

Interesting. I find myself struggling with the issues as well from a Christian's point of view. I'm glad somebody else does too.

Pretty decent advise on "How to get lucky in love."

In a world where it's Aaron vs. Ana, I choose to own!

Tonight, I focused all my attention on the sole purpose of torturing Aaron. I think I succeeded. First of all, no matter what he thinks, I totally beat him. Completely.

Not to mention, in the actual physical fight, I destroyed him. I beat the living crap out of him. We ended up on the floor, kicking like wild men. Seeing as I'm much more of a beast, I naturally towered over him. Hahahaha, I don't think I had more fun beating someone up before in my life.

Plus, tonight produced this conversation:

(In regards to a previous conversation of Aaron's pregnancy)

Me: So, who's the father?
Aaron: Uhhhhhhh.....
Me: Oh, a game of clue, eh? Mr. Green, in the billards room, with the candle stick!
Aaron: With the wrench.


Hahahahahahahah. Think of that in regards to conception and you'll soon be laughing as hard as we were, or, possibly, you could just be shaking your head in shame.

Thank you Pastor David!

"Heaven is a place with an American house, Chinese food, British police, a German car and French art. Hell is a place with a Japanese house, Chinese police, British food, German art, and a French car."- Anonymous

InuYasha

So, it's 2 in the morning and SNL has ended. I flip through the channels, trying to find something to stimulate my half a sleep mind. As I look through the guide, up comes InuYasha.

"Hmm..." I think to myself "I don't understand the obsession with anime. I guess that's probably because I've only ever watched one episodes of 2 different shows and one movie. All of which I only paid about 30% of my attention spand to." Soooo, I decided to watch it, just to get a taste of what everyone at Bible Quiz seems to focus their life around.

Hahahahahahahaha. I was so confused. I guess it's not good to come into a series at some random point, and not understand a single thing. I slightly remember the fact that InuYasha was trapped somewhere for a long time or was there a long time ago, that was it.

This episode was some girl named Kagome sees InuYasha with Kikyo. Kikyo floats into the sky, InuYasha yells something, and now Kagome is all depressed. At that point, I started to crack up laughing.

1) I have no idea what's going
2) Facial expressions on anime characters are priceless.

Honestly, I still don't get the obsession. I understand liking it, but I don't understand why people are obsessed with it. Anything anime related, they're into. That's foreign to me. But, I still got a pretty good laugh from the whole experience. I'll probably watch it again, but maybe not at 2am.

Call me a geek, but I'm obsessed with her.

This is by far, my absolute favorite quote of the Queen's:

"... I have learned from my mother not to fear and death and I shall await it with firmness."

Gorgeous.

but, there is a close second:

"Courage! I have shown it for years; think you I shall lose it at the moment when my sufferings are to end?"

I want this. Now. http://http://www.henryholt.com/holt/queenoffashion.htm

Oregon Trail wont let me continue. I got it off the internet, and it told me I need disk 2 to continue. Errrr....

Bipity Bopity Bacon!

My Feet Are Killing Me

Aww, today. Very interesting, at least from my perspective.

To start it off, I wore my new Burberry flats that my mommy bought me (bless her) which started off just feeling perfect. I felt very comfortable with them paired with just jeans and a black t-shirt. So, my Advanced Algebra class starts off pretty good. Took a team test that I feel we did very well on. Anyways, during passing, I try to find Hillary to show her my new shoes (Obviously, not to gloat!) but fail in doing so. I head to the gym but see a sign about meeting in the Library, but I didn't know if that meant just for the period or SSR as well. So, I head back up to the main floor. There I find Allison, who, incidentally, also had no idea where we go. We decided to walk to the Library to see if anyone else from the class was present. They weren't. I asked the librarian if she had any idea. Sadly, she didn't, but advised we go back down to the gym and find a real teacher to ask for help. As we walk out, a big group of guys (and Jamie) walk into the library and say that another teacher in the gym said that Milligan/Horaski wanted us in the library. We all sit and wait... and wait... and wait, until finally Mr. Milligan found us and directed us back to the gym.

Anyways! Everyone had to take the CBA up in the library, except for me. I had to fill out some paper about body image, metabolism, injuries, etc. It actually wasn't as boring as first thought led me to believe. When everyone was done, we got to hang out in the library for the rest of the period. Haha. Cameron came up to us going on about some belly dancing book he found that came with "You know, those 'chang' 'chang' 'chang' things" Meanwhile doing a little dance. It was a highlight.

Meanwhile, my feet are starting to throb. I check my heels to see what's going on. To my dismay, I have horrible blisters on my feet (Ah, the pains of being a woman.) I went to the nurse to get band aids, but they didn't help in the least bit. I went though lunch with the pain, but looked forward to slipping my shoes off during 3rd period and letting my feet free. Now, usually, I do absolutely nothing during this class, but today they sent me on an seemingly impossible task of finding these 2 kids to give them notes from their parents. The idea of putting my shoes back on and wondering the school was not music to my ears, but more like a cat in a heat, trapped inside of a cage. I look through the database to find the two siblings. Wrote down their classroom number, and started out.

We're going on an adventure!

I tried to find the boy first, seeing as I saw his class wasn't downstairs in the gym, but easily accessible, and seeing as I was ready to tear off my own feet, that seemed more appealing. I read the room number '204,' "Sweet, I know where that is!"

Ha, it's funny how God plays tricks on you. I think he just wants us to realize that laughter is best way to handle the small things.

I drop the note off only to be chased down the hall by a student informing me that no such student existed in that class. "Ugh. More walking!" I say to myself. But, I shrug my shoulders and just head straight to the girl's class. So, I painfully walk to the gym. I ask the teacher if she had that student. Again, more disappointment. She tells me that, even though the database states that room '702' is a gym class, it's actually the band room. I'm ready to cry. So, I go the band room where I find there is no teacher anywhere in sight. So, I ask the students if this girl was in this class. They all let me know she doesn't have band this period. Gay. I walk back to the main office.

We try again on a different system. Ahh. The guy is in Autoshop. The girl is in gym, but with a different teacher.

I walk back to the gym. Every step is one more closer to a breakdown. I find that the class is out on the field. I head outside and down the stairs. FOUND THE GIRL! Then return up the stairs to find the other kid. Ha! Every door was locked. All doors to gym refused to allow my passage though. So, I walk around the building (Yup, around the building) to find the nearest open door. Eventually, I found one and got back to my adventure through the school. Now, apparently the autoshop class in the 500 building, but, as I walked through the 500 building, there is no '553' anywhere. After circling around the building maybe 2 or 3 times, I head back to the office to find where in the world God was taking me. As I read the map, I see that room '553' was in the 600 building. Yea... that makes a lot of sense. I head back to that building.

Ahhhh... this goes on forever. Now, I can hear their voices very easily, but finding the door was a whole other problem. I circle a bit then find a main door. But, I can't get it open. I'm ready to cuss the door out, blame it for all my problems and maybe give it a swift kick. But, somebody came by and was able to get it for me. I finally find the class, thus completing my mission.

All in all, today was okay. I had a really great time with Pastor Nik and Frank ( "You're going to get herpes on your feet!!!!" ) and then a decent time at quiz. At least, better than usual. Andrew and I completely screwed around the whole time, which annoyed Anna to no end. But, I like having fun and we weren't being crazy. Hahahahaha, plus, I found out that Rich, Evan, and myself all share an equally dirty mind... on many subjects! That was the best part of the night.

I hope everyone else had an eventful night!

Kind of Hectic.

So, life lately has been a train wreck followed by a ship sinking, ending in a fall off a cliff.

Besides being extremely behind on the Quiz material, my cat dying, my new cat having cancer, and trying to plan out my character for the Clone Hearing project in Endeavor, I've also had to deal with my family, Bible Quiz team member...dilemmas... and lack of time Ryan chooses to spend with me. Plus, I need to work on my English so I no longer write run on sentences.

Bible Quiz:

• 2 problems come out of Bible Quiz. I just don't have the time, the drive, or the patience, for memorizing the material. Lame excuse, I know, but I mean, come on. The older kids are homeschooled... they have a lot of time to spend a couple hours a day dedicated to memorization. The younger kids (2 being homeschooled...) Haven't gotten to the highschool level of work thrown on you. 6 hours of my day are spent actually on campus, plus another 1-2 hours of homework. I also have to have time to keep up with my family, friends, and anything socially involved. I know that being joined on a competitive team means putting in some effort... hey, I show up. That's enough right?
• Also, I guess a lot of my desire for it has been lost in the never ending battle with a... not really team mate, but a coach... I'm so done with it. I've talked with other coaches, our head of our team, and now finally our youth pastor. Still absolutely nothing is changing. If he would listen to me, I'd talk to him. If he wasn't such a jerk to people, then we wouldn't have this problem... I've resorted to just leaving it alone. Don't get me wrong, the next inconsiderate remark he makes will be called out on, but I'm not going to let him get to me and dictate my life outside of him by constant thoughts of how much I dislike him. :)

Shadow to Tara:

• As many know, my kitty, Shadow, died a little over a month from a wild animal attack in my own backyard. Life has been so stressful since. I now have 5 more cats, along with our previous 3 dogs. But, one of the cats we bought, Tara, was a rescue kitty that we found about a week and a half ago. Her an I really bonded. She's so sweet and loving and just a cuddle bug. But, she's also deathly skinny. We took her to the vet only to find she might have Hyper Thyroidism. There is a surgery for it, so we weren't too worried, besides the fact that it would cost about $850. Sadly, though, Saturday morning we woke to her throwing up. She hadn't been eating for a couple days, except for when we forced her. My mom and I took her to the vet where they told us she might have cancer or IBD along with Hyper Thyroidism. Thus meaning, she could only live for another 3 months or so. BUT, the cancer hasn't been proven yet, so she might not have it and she might live for another 5-6 years. Either way, we can not keep her, because the stress of a multiple animal family will only make her worse. She already has a new home picked for her and that will be really suitable, but I still can't keep the tears from streaming down my face. I know she'll have better life, but, I still don't want to lose another kitty.

School:

• Actually, school is one of the easier parts of my life. Besides having to get up early, I'm okay with it. But, we have this one project to do on Friday that was a role playing activity involving subhuman cloning and what not. It seemed cool, until we found out our parts. Half the class is either a Senator or Senator's staff. Senators only have to ask questions and the staff does nothing at all. 'Concerned citizens' just have to decide why they are either pro or anti - subhuman cloning. The 'Clones' don't really doing anything besides consider if they like being a clone or not. Then, there the 'attorneys' who just help the person being persecuted for their work in subhuman cloning. That person is the 'Molecular Biologist.' They will be questioned... so they have to know all the answers to why, how, when, and what their company was planning to do with the clones. Plus, know their own personal history with the company. Guess who gets to be the Molecular Biologist... me... I'm not very excited. Plus, everything about me has to be a secret. Where I stand, what I did, if I did anything at all, and all other information about the Subhuman Cloning project that I might know. So, anytime I have a question or need to discuss something, I have to go out in the hall. All papers Mr. Fountain gives me, can't be seen by anyone else. It's really weird... and a bit too stressful for, but I'll get though it. I always do.

Family:

• I don't even know if I want to discuss my family. Haha. So much garbage going on with this subject. People not understanding where I'm coming from and only caring about their own opinion and how they act. I just feel like I'm constantly getting yelled at, having a "stern talking to" and am just being put down and talked down to. I feel like I was too nice growing up that everyone feels that yelling at me, or taking out aggression on me, is okay because they know I just listen and go on acting happy. It seems like everyone in my family has chosen me to complain about the other person, so I know all of the problems, but I still have to be nice to everyone, always have a smile, and act clueless. Sometimes, when I'm upset about something, I get in trouble for it because I guess I'm expected to always be positive. I guess I kind of know how my Grandma feels. All her children call her all day long to complain about the other siblings. It ends in my grandma having to settle every problem they have. Along the same lines, she has to act clueless, and the minute she slips up and accidentally tells another what the problem is, she gets yelled at. but again, with school, I'll get over it. Tonight, things will be all better until someone accidentally says the wrong thing, then someone gets yelled at, then it falls on me. Oh well. I still love my family. I still chose them over all things (Besides Christ, of course.)

Ryan:

• Not too much to really complain about with him. EXCEPT for the fact that he seems to never want to hang out with me. I only see him, like 2 or 3 days a week, and one of those days are Sundays where we're at church, don't talk, don't sit next to each other, and then usually split for the rest of the day with different plans. Then, during the week, he just has "too much" homework to come over or to pick me up from school. The most annoying thing is, though, is that when I call or anything, he's usually not doing homework. He's either eating, watching tv, on the computer, or playing Halo 3. (I hate you Microsoft.) He always reasures me he was working on his homework, but is taking a break, or he's about to do it. Alas, the quarter ends in December, so I just have to wait it out. Lame.

Stand Up For The Little Guy

Why should anyone? It's not like anyone else is even trying...


How many times do you see someone being picked on or being talked down to and you actually stop to do anything? Even as leaders we sometimes tend to just think "It's all in good fun." "They'll get over." "They just want attention."

The attention whore is only causing pain for other people. I'm sick and tired of it. People say and do things for shock value or to get a rise out of people, and it only shows their immaturity and lack of self confidence. It's like they're trying to make up for something they lack in. Being short, being fat, being ugly, being unintelligent, uncreative, causes people to consume themselves with the idea of trying to impress people with their words. Like, if they can talk down someone else, then their insecurities wont seem so bad. People will focus on the fault of the other person you just pointed out and not on your own.

You make life a living Hell. People can't do the things they want or participate in things they enjoy because of your senselessness and your insensitivity.

To whom this may concern: Shut up. No one cares anymore. Everything you say is just garbage. Half of your bragging, people don't even believe. When you're arguing and bickering, people talk about how annoying you are. No likes a know-it-all. That's what you believe you are. Stop. You're only embarrassing yourself.

To those who don't stop it: Shame on you. You let this bully parade all over everyone else. What do you do about it? Nothing. You sugar coat it. Apologize in private. Don't let him know that you don't like what he's doing. Maybe if you go on with life as usual, everything will stop. All fighting and name calling. All acts of rudeness and selfishness. News flash, ignoring the problem doesn't make anything better. Stop denying the truth and step up as leaders, not as followers. Because that's what you do. You follow his example. In a way, you almost sicken me more than he does because of your cowardliness to step up and take a stance against a jerk.

Because I know everyone has good qualities, I don't hate this person. I know there is a sliver of kindness in all of us that only takes sometime to reveal. But honestly, I'm tired of trying.

I'm tired of fighting.
I'm tired of trying to figure it out.
I'm tired of arguing with people about why he's this kind of a good guy.
I'm tired of people coming up with excuses for him.
I'm tired of him.
I'm tired of even trying to live amongst him.
Thus, I don't even know if I should.

Why not just quit? I mean, I don't have to be around him. I don't have to be involved in the same things. So why not quit?

Quiting is losing. Losing doesn't fly.

He can't defeat me. I'm stronger than he knows. I'm stronger than most know. Don't even think you can drive me away, because I've lasted this long.

Whatever you do, don't rub off on those younger involved. If you cause anyone of those boys to end up like you, our world is damned.

For those of you who honestly try and stop it, I'm proud of you ad I'm very thankful for you. But those who still keep their mouths closed, then I'll be praying for you.

Goodbye.

-- Ana

I believe it's Polish

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

A typical day at McDonald's.

Republican

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

Good.

This looks very tempting, but I don't know if I'd be able to handle the gore that is also involved...

Today.

I saw that it was good.

Today has actually gone quite well, which is surprising. I thought I would go to work with my mom and just spend all day bored out of my mind. Little did I know, God would bless me even at Nordstrom. I went out to breakfast with My mom and Wanda, which was decent. We talked a lot about how I need a real jacket because borrowing Mr. Griggs and Justin' coats wasn't going to get me through the rest of Fall and into Winter. I was reluctant, because, honestly, I don't really care for the restriction of a jacket.

Later, my mom and I went into B.P. and Active Wear in order to find me a jacket. By the end of the hour I had spent $300 on 3 or 4 sweaters, a vest, a pair of lazyman pants, and 3 t-shirts. Plus, I bought a very comfortable fleece jacket which I'm currently wearing because it's perfect.

Also, Justin gave me a couple of CDs and I'm so thankful he did! Wow. I already knew I liked the Plain White T's but I finally got to hear the whole CD, and it's very nice. Also, he gave me a Shaded Red CD which is also very beautiful. It's funny, if you took away his singing, I would think I'm listening to Cake. Sooo many good songs on this CD. I'm disappointed I have to give it to Ryan, because I'd keep it forever if I didn't have to give it up. Oh well.

But yes, today's been good. Oh! Also, I found this video on YouTube that has these Asian kids singing and dancing to Dandelions by Five Iron Frenzy. I just have to keep watching it because it makes me smile every time I see it!!!!!

Well, I'll probably get on later, so there might be more to come!

-- Ana

George Lopez

I was watching the show, and this was funny... at least to me!

George: "Anyone who's been manager before doesn't want to be a co-manager!! Would you want to be a co-wife?"
Wife: "If she would clean the toliets, then yes!"

Haha... Nick@Nite makes me so happy. So do bubble baths. They is gooood.

Girls are gay.

Seriously.

Today was pretty much sucky. Earlier today, my best friend heard really crappy news, had to tell her mother the crappy news, and now is living a nightmare. Does she deserve it? Eh, not so much. It was a mistake she made that hurt nobody at the time and is now being blown out of proportion. Later, in PE, I had to run the 12 minute run. Ew. But, I did okay for someone as out of shape as I am. But, the worst was my third period.

Sooo, this girl asked me if she could borrow my cell phone to get connected with her ride of the afternoon. Being the polite, sweet, and ever so generous woman that I am, I kindly said "sure!" Ugh. Curse my never ending desire to please those around me! As time progressed, I realized that I had only seen her use my phone to send one message and only one message returned. Man, I'm so ignorant. After, maybe, 20 minutes, she asks to borrow my planner to use to get a hall pass to go to the bathroom. Again, I said sure, while deciding to use her bathroom time to look through my phone to see who she was talking to. Hahahaha, I read through FIFTEEN text messages that she sent, not to mention the FIFTEEN responses. Creep. To add to it, every message went along the lines of "Hey." "I love you." "?" ":)" etc. Then, after the first greetings, I go onto read a sexual charged conversation between the two. This all from my phone. My poor innocent phone was brutally thrust into the world of teenage hormones and sexuality.

Meanwhile, during the whole thing, I began talking about this anime thing I had saw. Now, this girl constantly makes snotty comments about God, Christianity, Religion, and Me. All negative, mind you. So, as I continue with my story, she snaps at me "Hey, don't make fun of anime." I responded "I wasn't. I was just telling a story, and it was to Whitley..."

Her: "Well, I like anime."

Me: "Well, I like God."

Her: "I've never made fun of your God."

Me: "Yes you have. You constantly make fun of me, my Christian friends, and my Jesus loving behaviors."

Her: "No I don't! I was a Mormon, so I don't know what it's like to be Christian or anything. I was just wandering about it...."

Me: "Look, I'm not here to condemn you for anything, because doing so would only contradict what God's purpose for me is. I wasn't in any way making fun of something you care about."

Her: "Just don't do it around me..."

Okay, I was even talking to her! Err... girls make everything more complicated.

Ohhh! Also, we were sitting around making our projects when the subject of homecoming came up. Kelsey asked if I was there, because she didn't see me. So I told her about my sister's shower and also the quiz meet. Kelsey asked what a "quiz meet" was. I explained "You memorize parts of the Bible, then you go and quiz against other churches."

Then, being the complete jerk that she's shown herself to be, that same girl goes "Ew, why would you want to do that?!"

Kelsey was like "Dude, she's f***ing religious, c***."

Me: "Haven't you realized that yet... seeing as every class we end up talking about it and I've made clear my point of views and my stance."

Her: "Still, it just seems stupid. Memorizing a book... do you even get anything from it?"

Felicia: "Shut up. If she likes doing it, don't stop her. She doesn't tell you to stop doing witchcraft."

Her: "That's useful."

The conversation came to a quick pause, then Felicia quickly asked how the meet went if and we won.

So, today was irritating and wasting minutes of my life. I can feel my heart weakening by the moment.

Thanks for listening to my rant.