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This is my blog for junior year!

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"Rebel against this culture that sees everything as temporary and that ultimately believes that you are incapable of responsibility, that you are incapable of true love." - Pope Francis


Welcome to my blog for junior year!


I was going to have this be really long and explanatory but that would be a waste of time. So, I'll keep it to a point. Teen culture is currently screwed up. I'm going to resist the temptation to join and see if I can turn things around for the better. How? Beats me.


"Love like I'm not scared"


That's a song lyric but I think it's a good place to start. I think that's what I'll try my best to do. Be the example. Try my best to be kind and loving to everyone. Do my best to not hate people mean to me. Maybe I'll make a difference.


This IS NOT a promise to be perfect. I'm a teenager, and I'm human. I'm not perfect. I will screw up. This IS a promise to try my best.


*Cross1*If you are offended by talk of faith in God you probably don't want to read this. I've given you fair warning.*Cross1*


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September 13, 2014 at 6:06pm
September 13, 2014 at 6:06pm
I've been working on homework all afternoon. I got everything except the CST paper done. I'll work on that tomorrow.

"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: It's Saturday and the flea market is open. What treasures did you discover? Do you actively look for certain items? Or do you buy closed boxes because you like mysteries? What kind of shopper are you?

         Okay, I've never really been to a flea market. They sound really cool though, except for the flea part. I think if I bought anything from a flea market I'd be constantly scrubbing it because I hate fleas (not you Fi ). Even if it was like a stone elephant or something. Why do they call it a flea market? That just... ugh... disgusts me.
         But, you could find some pretty awesome stuff at a flea market I'd bet. Here's a list of fourteen things I think would be awesome to find in a flea market.
*Gold* An Old Basket filled with Spices
*Gold* An Old Typewriter
*Gold* A Treasure Map
*Gold* A Magic Rug
*Gold* An Antique Fan
*Gold* Old-Timey Clothing with Old Money in the Pocket
*Gold* Authentic Coonskin Cap
*Gold* An Aztec Statue
*Gold* A Chinese Terra Cotta Warrior
*Gold* An Egyptian Amulet
*Gold* A Lute
*Gold* An Ancient Flute
*Gold* Earrings worn by an Indian Woman
*Gold* A Scroll from the Bible
September 12, 2014 at 7:08pm
September 12, 2014 at 7:08pm
I feel sad-ish today. Without giving too much detail, I was reminded of a sad situation, although thinking about the alternative to that situation makes me feel sadder for some reason. Maybe melancholy is the right word.


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Tell me about your favorite hobbies? Why do you do them? Could you teach someone else how to do them?

         I don't know. Let's see. I play flute. I'm good at that, although, logically I don't think I should be. Honestly, I don't practice a ton. I'm apparently really good though. Why do I do it? Because I'm good at it and the music sounds so nice when played correctly. Could I teach someone else? Maybe. Probably. The key is being able to get a sound of it. And holding it right. Then you just sorta figure the rest out. I don't know. It just came really naturally to me. Mr J will ask me what I do that makes me figure out things so quickly. I don't know. I just sort of figure it out.
         I write as well but that has actually sort of diminished. I feel like I've had writer's block since March 2013. Well not necessarily writer's block. Writer's sloth might be a better term. I have a harder time motivating myself to write, and a harder time being able to get past the first few paragraphs of a story.
         Man, I'm just not feeling it today.
{center]{u}14 Things I Wish I Was Good At{/u}
*Palette* Drawing
*Books5* Reading Critically
*Pencil* Expository Writing
*Football* Football
*Baseball* Baseball
*Basketball* Basketball
*Cheshire* Out-Loud Talking
*Clock* Patience
*Bookopen* Writing Quickly and Well
*Choco* Motivating Myself
*Hug1**hug**Hug2* Being Positive
*Car* Driving
*Cross1* Praying
*Notepad* Making Lists

         Man I'm just not feeling happy right now. I think I'm going to go rest. I might be really tired.
September 11, 2014 at 9:46pm
September 11, 2014 at 9:46pm
Okay today wasn't really a great day. And most of it was brought on by myself, which makes it worse. *Frown* Oh, well.


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: What were you doing and where were you on 9-11 when the twin towers were attacked?

         I don't know. I was three. Most likely I was probably napping or crying or playing. My mom insists that they closed down school that day and sent everyone including me home, but I was only three so I didn't go to school so I don't know where they got that idea from. Maybe she was confused with the neighbors across the street.
         I'm sure this is tragic to all of you older people, but 9-11 just isn't very real to me. I mean, it's real. It's a historical event. It happened. But, try as I might, I'm not really... emotionally attached to it. I feel really badly that all of those people died. Did you know that there is a member on WDC that was killed in 9-11? Bandit's Mama I just visited her notebook and left a note, I would encourage you all to do the same. It's a nice gesture even though she isn't around to see it.
         Actually, if I'm being honest, I don't feel emotionally attached to any terrible terrorist-related thing that has happened. I feel bad because I know how bad it is, but it doesn't affect me. I am not that sympathetic of a person. I'm not thinking "Well I have it worse" but I just don't, can't really feel anything for it. I feel sorry for them. Do I lay awake at night thinking about it? Am I able to understand the horrible pain this has caused? No. I do remember what I was doing when the Boston Marathon was bombed. I was a freshman then. Beginning band days. Mr J was gone, and so the nine beginning bandies were sitting down in the commons just talking. All of the sudden Sam gets a text on his phone and looks up "Oh my God, the Boston Marathon got bombed."
         I didn't even comprehend what that meant. I gave it two seconds of thought and then we went back to our conversation. Only later did I realize the significance of what had happened.
         Ultimately, though, I still have trouble feeling sympathy. But it's not like this topic doesn't make me negative. The more I think about this the worse I feel. Unfortunately, most of that is just guilt that I don't really feel upset that it happened. If I could've stopped, I would've. But I couldn't have. There was nothing I could've done. And it was far off. It didn't affect anyone I know. I know that I'm probably a terrible person and making you all mad but it just seems so far away to me. I'm sorry.
14 Terribly Recent Events
*Salute*Columbine 1999 (I don't actually know what this is but from how Lyn talked about it it must be bad)
*Salute*Oklahoma City Bombing
*Salute*Boston Marathon Bombing
*Salute*Aurora, Colorado
*Salute*Sandy Hook
*Salute*Virginia Tech
*Salute*James Foley
*Salute*Japan Tsunami, 2011
*Salute*Hurricane Sandy
*Salute*Hurricane Katrina
*Salute*2004 Tsunami
*Salute*The Kidnapping of those Girls in Africa
*Salute*The Deaths of All The People in the Arab Spring

         These were all terrible things. And now, after musing on them for a bit, I do feel bad. But, the reality is I'll probably wake up tomorrow and not remember this, or not feel bad about it anymore. I'm sorry.
September 10, 2014 at 10:01pm
September 10, 2014 at 10:01pm
So I entered the "Invalid Item with "Of Future and Friends [ASR] and that item already has like 300 views and that's kinda freaking me out. Oh well. Hopefully it wins.


Prompt: Pretend you were on the Mayflower on that first voyage to settle in America. Describe how your felt leaving England and seeing your new home

         Okay, I don't want to be a know-it-all here. It's just that I recently went over this stuff in APUSH and I feel a need to educate y'all on the Pilgrims.
         But... since that seems like a good idea for the list, I'll write something else about this and use my list as the facts I learned.

         "I hate the ocean..." I muttered.
         "Joseph! Cease your complaining! We are headed to the Promised Land!" Mother shouted.
         "But, Mother!"
         "Joseph Nathaniel Prynne, you will cease complaining this instant!"
         "I'm soooo seasick. Why couldn't we stay in England?"
         "Just be quiet! We'll be there soon!'
         "Land ho!" a voice called.
         I looked up. There in the distance was a land mass. "Lovely," I mutter.
         "Joseph! I've had it with your disrespectful tongue!"
         "But Mother, I hate this place. I want to go back to England."
         "No, we are going."
         "No! We're going back!"
         "Too late for that, boy!"
         And I storm off to my cabin.

I'm sorry that wasn't very good quality. I'm just trying to get this done in time for LISTing.

List of Facts About the Settlement of America
*Boat2*Plymouth was NOT the first settlement in America.
*Boat2*Sir Walter Raleigh's "Lost Colony" was the first attempted settlement in America.
*Boat2*The "Lost Colony" disappeared without a trace, and the only thing left behind was a carving on a tree that said "Croatoan"
*Boat2*Jamestown was the next settlement in America by the British.
*Boat2*Jamestown is where all the Pocahontas stuff happened.
*Boat2*Pocahontas actually went to England, caught a disease, and died.
*Boat2*Plymouth was founded by Puritan Separatists who wanted to get away from the Anglican Church.
*Boat2*The reason Plymouth is so famous is for two reasons.
*Boat2*The first reason is the Mayflower Compact. This was an agreement signed and it was the first written form of government in America.
*Boat2*The second reason is the peace made with chief Powhatan.
*Boat2*Plymouth eventually became part of the Massachusetts Bay Colony... I'm pretty sure. Or they flowed together.
*Boat2*Ironically, Powhatan's son Metacom waged a huge war against the settlers called "Metacom's War" or "King Phillip's War"
*Boat2*Only one person died on the trip over from England to Plymouth.
*Boat2*Only like thirty to fifty people survived the first winter.

         See, I don't really understand why Plymouth was incredibly important. I'm pretty sure it was because of the Mayflower Compact.
September 9, 2014 at 8:54pm
September 9, 2014 at 8:54pm
I'm in a really good mood. *Bigsmile*


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Don't sweat the petty things, and don't pet the sweaty things. Take this and apply it to your blog in any way you see fit.
         Don't sweat the petty things. Hm... Well, something happened to me today that I thought of when I read this prompt.
         So it was during lunch, after I was done eating but before my sectional. I went into the band locker room to get my flute. There was only one other guy in there, Sean. He's a trombone player and he had a sectional as well. He said "Hey!" or some other form of greeting which I don't remember. Anyways, I responded. And then he suddenly goes "You've become a lot less antisocial this year."
         And I'm like "What? I tried to be more social last year."
         And he goes, "Well but freshman year you were like really quiet and antisocial. And now you're... not."
         I'm like "Well, I did try before, I just wasn't good at it."
         And he responds "Well, yeah, but freshman and sophomore year you were just really really antisocial and now you're not."
         And I go, "I just stopped caring what people think of me. It makes everything soooo much easier."
         "Have you ever considered being a psychologist?"

         So, I'm pretty sure that was a compliment. In fact, I am sure it was a compliment. And what I said is true, to a point. I think the real truth is not so much caring what people think of me, but more just expecting them to not be nice to me. That way when they are, I'm pleasantly surprised. One of my friends from church told me that's kind of sad. It's the happiest I've felt since going to high school, though, so it works. And actually, today, two other people complimented me. I had an All State practice sectional in a practice room, and the trumpets needed to use that room so Mr J told them to kick me out. They come in and Greg, one of the seniors, goes "Hey, Mr J told us to kick you out."
         And one of the freshman, who is standing in the back says "Beat him up!"
         Greg goes, "No, we can't beat up Calvin. Calvin's nice."
         And the other senior, Nathan, says "Yeah, Calvin's actually not a dick like almost everyone else in band."
         Well, that made me feel good. *Smile* I always did get along well with the trumpets. They are the only ones whose freshmen I know all the names of (Jonathan, Kyle, Peter, and Billy (his real name's Will but I call him Billy). I think if there was some sort of war in the band, the flutes and trumpets would be on the same side. Oh now that that thought's been in my head I've got to expand on it.
If the Band Was At War With Itself

Side 1
Side 2


*Music1*Alto Saxophones

*Music2*Bari Saxes



*Music1*Tenor Saxes

*Music1*French Horns

         Okay sorry got sidetracked. Here's the list for today:
"Please Do Not Pet"
*Hand1*The Jellyfish
*Hand1*The Grapevine
*Hand1*The Nun
*Hand1*The Railroad
*Hand1*The Guitar
*Hand1*The Mattress
*Hand1*The Skittles Cloud
*Hand1*The Newborn
*Hand1*The Elderly
*Hand1*The Squirrel
*Hand1*The Octopus
*Hand1*The Teacher
*Hand1*The Electric Eel
*Hand1*The Dinosaur


"Blogging Circle of Friends [E] Prompt: Breaking News.... you tell me

         Breaking news! I'm super excited after my CORE meeting last night (that's apparently how it's written.)
         Basically, what it is is a student leadership team that helps out at youth group. There's about thirty kids on it and we're divided into four teams. The four teams are: Pop and Pizza , High Five Team , Environment and Doors and Directions . I am a D&D guy. I think I may have the best team. We have a bunch of kids that grew up in the church, or are really on fire outgoing and peppy people, or both. It's going to be awesome. We've been given creative range over our area, we just have to get it approved by Ps. Adam first. I'm like bursting with ideas I can't wait until our group starts communicating and we decide what we're going to do. I just can't wait! *Bigsmile* I'm totally in my element here: creativity on how to do things.


         Okay so remember "Dusk"  ? Well, I discovered today that basically any time I play melody, it's a solo. Because I'm the only first flute. There's just one part that's really hard to play for me. For those of you musical people, think Ab two octaves above the bar held for six counts at *Music1*=44 with a pause but no breath. (It literally says no breath). That requires so much air, and then I have to hold it. It happens at 2:30 in the video if you were wondering. It sounds terrible right now because I can't hit it very well, but I'll figure it out.
         I had an All State sectional today and my teacher helped me figure out how to work in a breath that I desperately need for my excerpt. I have to cut out two notes, which he said is better than being behind on the whole thing (for you musical people it's triplets in 4/4 at *Music1*=184 two octaves above the bar). Now that I've got that down it's easy for me to accelerate tempo. Which is good. I'm around *Music1*=130 right now.
         I wonder if anyone who reads this understands music and understands what I'm talking about. I know Lyn told me she didn't know a ton about music, but I wonder who else.
         I got a 95 on my APUSH test. Which is awesome, considering everyone else I've talked to has gotten like 60s-70s on it. And just yesterday they were teasing me because they all did better than me on the first test. *Laugh*
         LifeGroup tomorrow. So excited. I'm at a good phase in my life right now. I'm going to enjoy it.
September 8, 2014 at 6:10pm
September 8, 2014 at 6:10pm
I should be doing other things right now but I'm not.


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Prompt: Tell us about a time when you completely lost track of time. Does it happen often or hardly at all?

         Ah... well I can think of my most recent example. I talked about it a few blog entries back, in "An Accidental Account of a Storm. So basically I was eating lunch and totally not paying attention to the clock or bells and so I was late to Biology. These things don't happen to me often though. I'm usually pretty punctual.
14 Things You Should Not Be Late For
*Clock2* School
*Clock2* The Birth of Your First Child
*Clock2* Work
*Clock2* Period 5 Biology
*Clock2* Sports Practice
*Clock2* 7 AM Band
*Clock2* Your Birthday
*Clock2* Your Grandmother's Birthday
*Clock2* Your Great Aunt Heidi's funeral
*Clock2* Your nephew Joseph's bar mitzvah
*Clock2* Cousin Annie's first communion
*Clock2* Your sister's wedding
*Clock2* The Birth of Your Second Child
*Clock2* The 1st Birthday of Your Third Child (by third you don't really need to be present at the birth)


"Blogging Circle of Friends [E] Prompt: Prompt: Write anything you want using this words clown, discredit, small, butter, tempt, towering , mouse, stir .
         The following sentence will be a "pangram"  .
The towering clown worked hard to tempt and discredit the mouse by expelling stir fry and jalapeno butter from the quiet town of Valezia.


         So, stuff that's happened. I went driving on Saturday, which I forgot to mention. The good news is I'm getting better. The bad news is I knocked over one of our trash cans backing out (it was supposed to be picked up on Friday anyways), I almost hit the curb when looking over my shoulder to see if I could merge, and I accelerated a ton on a turn by accident. And my turns are too wide in general. But, I'm getting closer.
         Sunday I saw my friends before church. My mom is getting promoted to a weekend position, and I also found out that my friends meet before church and decide if they'll go to first or second service and just hang out. Bailey invited me to come. This should work for me. Except I'd have to get a ride with my mom to church. And she has to be there at seven.
         And 7 AM Band starts next Monday. Woohoo. Goodbye, sleep! *Yawn*
         I did really well on my solo today. It sounds so pretty when I play it. I love it.
         I have Core team tonight. It's this student leadership thing. I'm so excited.
         I had to force feed my 13-year-old sister Gatorade because I got home and she was apparently home sick and hadn't drank anything all day. She refused to drink anything (like a 2-year-old) and so I poured a glass of Gatorade, put a straw in it, and tried to force it down her throat. As soon as she started eating a pancake, I cut her deal. 1 bite of pancake = 1 sip of Gatorade. That actually worked pretty well. The funniest part was when her friend FaceTimed her towards the end of it and she answered. And so she hears me shouting "Cassie tell her to drink her Gatorade!" and then sees me try to shove the straw in her mouth.
         My sister and I have a funny relationship. Almost always enjoyable though.


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September 6, 2014 at 5:55pm
September 6, 2014 at 5:55pm
Okay I actually have time for a real, full-blown blog entry!


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Prompt: The three woman who live next door to you remind you of the three witches in Macbeth. *Shock* Why?

         Double, bubble, toil, and trouble. You know that the three witches are actually my favorite Shakespeare characters. Well, them, or Portia and Nerissa from "The Merchant of Venice"  . Why? It's soooo easy to understand what they're saying. I mean, everything rhymes in couplets. What's hard about that?
         Some interesting facts about the witches:
         *Bullet*I don't think that they're ever actually referred to as witches in the play, just weird sisters.
         *Bullet*Weird sisters is a homophone/pun on the word "wyrd."
         *Bullet*Wyrd, in ancient English folklore, meant fate.
         *Bullet*So what these sisters are actually referred to are "The Sisters of Fate."
         So, just some fun facts about them. Now, let's get to how they have become my new neighbors.

*Witch*          *Witch*          *Witch*          

*It's like SMs has a psychic ability to predict exactly what emoticons I am going to need*
         I step out of my house and take a glance across the street. I sighed. That rental house was inhabited again. The house had a bad history of bad tenants. I wonder what the latest set of people would be like. A rattled old car pulled up into the driveway, and out climbed three old ladies.
         I took a step back. All three were dressed in black. And they were cackling as loud as they could. I was shocked at how loud they were. I could hear them talking all across the street.
         "Crossing through the threshold door, how could we three ask for more?"
         "Battered house with apple stump, cracked driveway and grassy lumps."
         "New home we've found for our pleasure..."
         "We'll exploit it at our leisure!" all three exclaimed.
         I was perplexed. We had had odd neighbors before, but these three just took the prize. Why were they dressed in black? Why were they speaking in couplets?
         I needed to find out more. I had a sneaking suspicion they were the witches from Macbeth. Who else would do that? But they couldn't be real, could they? I decided if they were, I would sneak into their backyard late at night and find out.

*Witch*          *Witch*          *Witch*          

         Later that night I stepped out of the house and ran across the street. Cautiously, I slipped into the potential witches' backyard. I was shocked to find all three standing around a cauldron of bubbling liquid. An eerie green light emitted from the cauldron. As I hid myself, the witches danced.
"Round about the caldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.—
Toad, that under cold stone,
Days and nights has thirty-one;
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!"
"Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble."
"Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt, and toe of frog,
Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing,—
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble."
"Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble".
"Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf;
Witches' mummy; maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark;
Root of hemlock digg'd i the dark;
Liver of blaspheming Jew;
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse;
Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips;
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,—
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingrediants of our caldron."
"Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and caldron bubble."
"Cool it with a baboon's blood,
Then the charm is firm and good."
         It was too much for me. I turned and ran, hoping to convince my parents to move.

*Witch*          *Witch*          *Witch*          

         Matilda turned off the green light and looked at her friends. "All right ladies, that's enough rehearsal for tonight."
         The other two nodded and went back inside.

*Witch*          *Witch*          *Witch*          

14 Names For Witch Babies

         And we see why I don't write stories involving witches.


"Blogging Circle of Friends [E] Prompt: You are allowed to write and shoot you own movie, with all actors and money at your disposal. What is about?

         I'd do a Macbeth remake. Maybe New Orleans theme. Or Egyptian theme. That would be cool.


         So I lost WiFi halfway through writing this and had to wait like two hours for it to come back, so I'm less excited to write this as I was. However, I've had a pretty good week. Just haven't had a ton of time to write stuff. So, let's take some main pointers.
         I had another All State Practice Audition today. My band teacher told me I did really well. He literally went into his cabinet to find a gold star and gave me one.
         So, Jay's discomfort at having me be first flute on stuff has degenerated to out and out defensive jealousy. It's because we got the next piece we're going to play in fall.

         And guess who has first part? Me. Guess which part has a large amount of solos? First. So, I'm happy. But it really bothers Jay. I actually can't believe I'm first on both. So when Mr. J handed them out in regular band, I asked which part he wanted me to be. He told me that I was first. That I'll always be first this semester, because first is what's heard the most, and that person needs to have more practice with the full band, which rules out Jay because he's in zero hour.
         Ironic, isn't it?
         Needless to say, Jay's pretty annoyed. Especially since I'll be the first to admit he'd probably be first on both if not at least one if he were in regular hour band. I'm actually really surprised, because last year he didn't really seem to care about section leader and first flute and stuff. And I of course obsessed over it. And now that our roles are reversed, so are our attitudes apparently. I don't really care as much and Jay seems really annoyed.
         I always thought Jay would be better than that. Weird.
         So, anyways, we're in community period band, which is on B-Days, and Jay can attend it. I let him set first chair for warm ups on B-Days, just to preserve his apparently fragile ego. And so, it's our first day of "Dusk." And he's sitting in first chair, and then it's time to start "Dusk." I try to move so I'm in first, since I'm first part, and Jay goes "Why don't we just switch parts?" and I'm like "Jay, we've been over this, I already asked Mr. J just to make sure and he wants you on second." And then he goes "Okay but I'm sitting here." And I'm like "Why do you want to sit there so badly?" and he says "Because I don't want to move." To which I responded, "Well if we warmed up in score order you wouldn't have to move."
         He got up and moved. And then we go to start and apparently the very first note of the song is my solo. Except I didn't know this. So when no one played at the beginning I was confused, and Mr. J just kept conducting, and so nothing happened. Apparently it's just me. It would be nice if these things were marked "solo" or something. Well if there were other first flutes it wouldn't be a solo. But I'm the only one, so it is.
         And then, when I got to school on Friday, Jay comes up to me and he's like "Do you know where another piccolo is?" and I figure he must've meant that Mr. J told him I had asked to play piccolo for pep band and Mr. J had said yes and given me one. And I go "No, I know there's at least two but I only saw one in his office."
         He asked me like three times in a row and I say no. Then, to my surprise, he pulls a piccolo out of his hoodie pocket.
         I stare at him and I'm like "Oh!" I reach into my backpack and pull out my piccolo. And this is what was running through my head.

         And then I say "Good, now I don't feel bad."
         And, the most recent thing that would lead me to believe Jay's annoyed is last night. It was just after pep band and we were going to turn in our pep band music. I say "Jay, give me your pep band music and the extras." Here's how we were set up:
Music Jay Me Music Box

         Reasonable request, right? Well, apparently he didn't think so. What he did was take my pep band folder out of my hand and then both his and mine in the box and say "There, we're done."
         And I just stare at him, amazed at his impatience, or whatever it was. Then I go "Jay, you're an idiot," sigh, and grab our pep band folders out of the box and the extra pep band music (which had a rubber band on it), rubber band everything together and put it in the box.
         And so I'd classify this as passive-aggressive, which I think is stupid. It doesn't need to be. And it's totally out of my control too. {e:sigh}
*Peace2* for a fingers crossed and sigh emoticon With what SMs is coming up with somehow has been meeting exactly what I need for my blog this week. Maybe I'll get lucky.

September 5, 2014 at 6:16pm
September 5, 2014 at 6:16pm
First pep band of the school year tonight. Shout out to Amber, who's desk I'm propping my iPad up on while writing this.

"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Recall an old childhood photograph. Tell us the moments leading up to this photograph.
         Picture an adorable three-year-old boy with pale skin and brown hair (it hadn't darkened yet- it was reddish actually) shoving two peaches in his mouth.
         We're in Arkansas, and little Calvin is going to the peach orchard with his mom, grandma, and uncle's girlfriend. Here's how I got two peaches:
         I had just picked a peach and was eating it when my uncle's girlfriend came and picked me up. Because she picked me up I dropped my peach. I remember looking over her shoulder at the retreating peach tree and crying. She felt bad so she reached up and picked me another peach. I took it, but kept crying. Then, my mom took me and gave me a peach as well. So now I have two peaches, and I'm happy, and I'm trying to eat both of them at the same time.
         I'm not sure if that actually happened or if all my memories from going to a peach orchard when I was little combined. I know my uncle's girlfriend picked me up and made me drop my peach. And no one in my family actually liked her. He didn't marry her anyways.
         Now, we have a peach tree in our backyard. For one week a year, usually late July, we get a huge crop of peaches. Nothing is as good as peaches fresh off the tree. Or the desserts made with them. So, without further ado,
14 Delicious Peach-Containing Foods My Mom Makes
*Leaf2g* Peach Jam
*Leaf2g* Peach Cobbler
*Leaf2g* Peach Pound Cake
*Leaf2g* Peach Pie
*Leaf2g* Peach Crisp
*Leaf2g* Peach-Raspberry Pie
*Leaf2g* Peach Preserves
*Leaf2g* Frozen Peaches (they're delicious)
*Leaf2g* Peach Cake
*Leaf2g* Peaches and Ice Cream
*Leaf2g* Peaches in General
*Leaf2g* Peaches in Cinnamon and Sugar (I don't know what they're called)
*Leaf2g* Peach Muffins
*Leaf2g* Peach Smoothies

         They are delicious!
September 4, 2014 at 5:02pm
September 4, 2014 at 5:02pm
Finally got my flute and piccolo back from the shop. Will practice after this. Oh, and there's a TARDIS!! I was actually just yesterday wishing there was one! I need to go back and change all the *MedicalBlue*s to *Boothb*s.


"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Who was your favorite cartoon character?

         Oh, man. When I was like ten there was this TV show that I loved,Tutenstein  . My favorite character was Cleo. I tried to put her as my role model in fourth grade for a project where we had to say who our role model was. My mom explained to me that a cartoon couldn't be my role model
Top 14 Tutenstein Episodes
*Cat2* "Procras-Tut-nation"
*Cat2* "Rest in Pieces"
*Cat2* "Clash of the Pharaohs"
*Cat2* "The Boat of Millions of Years"
*Cat2* "I Did It My Way"
*Cat2* "The Day of the Undead"
*Cat2* "The Truth Hurts"
*Cat2* "Old Man Tut"
*Cat2* "The Unsafety Zone"
*Cat2* "Walter the Brain"
*Cat2* "The Curse of the Pharaoh"
*Cat2* "Into the Past"
*Cat2* "The Awakening"
*Cat2* "The Shadow Gobbler"

         Hopefully, an eye of Horus will show up in tomorrow's emoticons.
September 3, 2014 at 5:13pm
September 3, 2014 at 5:13pm
Okay I've got LifeGroup Tonight! Yes! Waiting all summer for this.
I'm going to get this done and then work on Friday's homework. Check out this cool badge I got:
Merit Badge in The StoryMaster
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 Congratulations on placing  4th  in WDC's 14 Birthday Trivia Night! 
 The full results can be found here:  [Link to Note #204501]

Awesome, right?

"Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise [E] Prompt: Even though we all love our houses, is there a house on TV or the movies you would like to live in?

         I don't know. I mean, I like my house. I don't really pay attention to the houses on TV. They're more, backdrop I guess. I feel like there's some house that's full of like secret passages and stuff. Oh right. Anubis House   That house would be pretty awesome to live in, so many secrets to uncover, and they all have to do with Ancient Egypt.
         Or the TARDIS. I mean, programmable rooms? It's bigger on the inside, so I could fit a whole house in the space of a police box. And there's a control room where you can program whatever rooms you want. And so my list:
14 Rooms My TARDIS Would Have
*MedicalBlue* Swimming Pool
*Medicalblue* Garden with a Bunch of Waterfalls
*Medicalblue* Bedroom
*Medicalblue* Room with a huge maze of those plastic play tubes   (no one under fifteen allowed)
*Medicalblue* A huge library
*Medicalblue* A room filled with hot tubs
*Medicalblue* A bathroom
*Medicalblue* A bedroom with a view
*Medicalblue* A room with a lot of peach trees (you haven't lived until you've eaten a peach fresh off a tree)
*Medicalblue* A panic room
*Medicalblue* A GIGANTIC ball pit (no one under 15 allowed)
*Medicalblue* A room with a trampoline for a floor
*Medicalblue* A writing room
*Medicalblue* A practice room for music

         I think that's reasonable, don't you?

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