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They say your brain is split into three parts. For us writers they include: Just Writing
Hi guys! You've just found the Jlog of Jade Amber! Now you might be wondering: "What in the world is a 'Jlog'?" Well, a jlog is a mash of journal and blog. Since they give you an option for a title: Journal/Blog, I decided to mash them together! Hence the name 'Jlog'. So please enjoy a cup of Joe whilst you read and I will try to remember to 'Jlog' everyday. While we're at it, enjoy these quotes I found online:

Wake up with determination, go to sleep with satisfaction.

Be happy and smile.

Don't call it a dream, call it a plan.

Life is tough, but so are you. -Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment or the smallest act of caring, which all has the potential to turn someone's life around. -Leo Buscaglia

Side note!



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April 26, 2018 at 7:42pm
April 26, 2018 at 7:42pm
#933493
I haven't written in here for a long time, but life happens. That is all I can say. But while I was on my "hiatus" of not writing in my jlog, I have done the following:

Worked backstage for two shows: The Tempest and The Female Odd Couple.
Learned three monologues for theatre class to perform in front of some parents.
Written some more in my two stories that I'm working on. And that's all the info you may get until I finish writing those novels.
Wrote a big scene for one of the stories mentioned in the sentence above, that is very emotional at the start and becomes more heartwarming as the scene continues.
Found out what my role model is… Wait, what?

I've finally found out who my role model is, after being alive for 14 (als-most 15) consecutive years? Yes, I have and I found out a couple hours ago.

I was in drama class (I am also happy to report that I didn't work or perform in drama class for the entire hour and 30 minutes that I was there! If that isn't an accomplishment, I don't know what is!) and while I was waiting, I was thinking—like any normal person would do when they're waiting or have nothing else to do—and as I thought, I noticed that I act a lot like an inanimate object, and that object became my role model.

Yes, my role model isn't a who; it's a what: my role model is a life jacket.

Sure, go ahead, have a good laugh—R E Baker, I'm looking in your direction.—but it's true!

I aspire to become one of those people that no matter how many times people look down at me, tear me down, and tell me that I'm a no-one, I'll come back, I'll bobble back up to the surface of the water, like a life jacket. (Though, my role model could also be a boogie board.)

I know that there are a lot of people out there that have been kids and have probably tried to push a life jacket (or boogie board) down in the water and make it stay down, but as soon as they let go, the life jacket (or boogie board) pops back up and stays afloat.

And when someone is feeling down or is being bullied, it's like they're drowning and then I jump in and try to help, and it's like they're putting on the life jacket or climbing on the boogie board, so now, with my help, I'm able to help them stay afloat when people are trying to tear that person down.

Dang, that was insightful.

I'll just leave y'all alone, so you can chew on that big piece of insightful steak I just put on your plates.
October 30, 2017 at 7:59pm
October 30, 2017 at 7:59pm
#922928
I'm… writing romance stories?

Now for those who don't know, which pretty much is everyone on this website, I HATE the romantic genre. All the kissy-kissy, mwah mwah stuff makes me want to throw up. Yuck.

Every time I watch a movie and there's a scene when the main guy and girl kiss, in my head I'm sticking my forefinger in my mouth and making gagging sounds.

But the weird thing is, I can pull off a hilarious "Younger Lover" or Second Actor/Actress, which is from Comedia. (Pronounced Com-may-dee-a.)

So I'm just baffled at the fact that I can do the exact opposite of what I am, really well. I'm scratching my head at the thought!

I will… try to keep y'all posted on my progress. Right now, I've only gotten as far as to introduce the main guy.

Anyway…
September 26, 2017 at 9:08am
September 26, 2017 at 9:08am
#920925
What's with the A's S? Well, that's my way of saying Assistant's Stage Manager for short.

See, I'm working backstage for a play at my local theatre called "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow".

It was a play that I wanted to audition for, but family matters got in the way, so my dad and I couldn't audition.

But a few weeks before the read-through, I asked the director if I could possibly work backstage since I wasn't able to audition, and she said yes.

So at the read-through, I was there, but then I disappeared from the cast. Why?

Because I was the prop master, I was really only needed at tech week. But then my theatre teacher, who's also the assistant manager, told me at theatre class that I needed to start coming to rehearsal.

I was curious as to why I was needed since I was only the prop master, but my teacher later told me that her original assistant's assistant manager is now in the show, so she needed someone else, aka me.

So I came to rehearsal last Wednesday and I was almost mobbed by the kids who were in the show. One of the boys said, "Don't leave us again."

Yes, they are very sweet.

So, tech week's coming up! It's pretty close.

And another thing! There's a scene where there's a party and there's a dance, and the director just announced that on the last performance—which will be the sixth actually. Yes we are having six performances, which hasn't been done before with the Youth Theatre.—the crew can come out and dance along to the song!

I was thrilled! I love dance choreography and fight choreography! But this time it was only dance.

But I was still happy! I haven't been able to dance since this summer! Okay it wasn't that long ago, but it feels like it!

And—surprise, surprise!—I know most of the dance choreography and I've only seen it twice and I haven't danced it yet! Shock2Shock2Shock2Shock2Shock2Shock2

What song is it, you might ask? Well, *Music1*it's called the Thriller! Thriller night!*Music2* *Laugh*
September 11, 2017 at 12:24pm
September 11, 2017 at 12:24pm
#920145
Now, lots of people in Florida are without power and are probably going nuts, bananas and crazy all at the same time, (*Laugh*) but I'm over here, in South Georgia, near the Barrier Islands, and we still have power and the internet kicked out for only fifteen to thirty minutes! *Delight*

Now, this blog post isn't about me boasting, but about how AWESOME this hurricane has turned out for us!

See, a friend of ours decided to spend the hurricane with a friend of theirs, and just a couple of weeks ago, they got two kittens; so they didn't want to leave the kittens at their house, all alone with no one to take care of them—Of course they have neighbors that could walk out of their house and check up on them, but hello! Hurricane! Lots of wind! Anyone stupid enough to go outside while the wind's a-blowin is going to turn into a tumbleweed. *Laugh*—so she asked my mom if we could take care of them.

My mom asked my dad, and she (my mom) suggested that we keep the kittens in my room.

Dad asked me, and when I gave the "YES!!", he let Mom know, and Mom let our friend know, so last night, she dropped the kittens off and they'll be here until Tuesday.

So we've got kittens and cats—We have sense. We know that we don't have our cats turned into wet tumbleweeds.—in the house, my mom and I went to the library to get some books, we've got a Keurig so we can make coffee, and a tea kettle for tea, and it's raining and blowing outside.

So, I feel comfy and cozy in our stable brick home, that hasn't let us down in the I forget how many years it's been up years that it's been standing, and it's not going down today! Bigsmile

Now don't you think I don't have any complaints; I do.

Yes, being a part of an online school has its advantages, but it, too has its disadvantages as well.

For example, it rarely closes.

Sure, we don't have school on holidays, but that's really the only time we don't have school. Except for today.

We were originally going to have a normal school day, even with the hurricane storming around us, but then during my social studies class, my teacher announced that after that class, everything that was scheduled for today, like classes, WIN (What I Need) sessions, meetings, all that was cancelled for the day.

Now of course, I still have assignments to attend to, and they sent a recording of the two classes that I was supposed to have today, but still, NO MORE CLASSES FOR TODAY!!! Woot WOOT!!!

Can you tell that I'm excited? *Ha**Ha**Ha*

Anyway, that's enough from me.

Have fun surviving. *Smirk*
August 22, 2017 at 12:03am
August 22, 2017 at 12:03am
#918123
Okay, my handle—I'm Starry Eyed, But Why? Jade—is a little weird, unless you know what happened today across the U.S.!

Yes, when I say that I'm starry eyed, I mean that the sun's in my eyes, and the sun is a star, so that's why. *Meh*

But hopefully y'all didn't look at the sun without your glasses until the total eclipse, otherwise, you can say goodbye to writing...

...Unless you have an apprentice or secretary to write down your stories. Bigsmile

But I hope that y'all also didn't have any trouble finding a good viewing place; my dad and I travelled up to my dad's cousin's place a day early, so we could sleep and be up and ready for the eclipse, and we watched it at his cousin's clinic—she's a vet.

The clinic's on a hill and the sun was directly above us, so we had a good view.

There was a tree and in-between the leaves was the sun peeping through the leaves and forming little crescents.

Someone tried doing the cereal box thing where you cut two square holes in an empty cereal box, place tin foil over one hole and poke a small hole in it.

You also put a white piece of cardboard at the bottom so you could see, but the lady that used it the most was wondering why it wasn't working towards the end, probably because the hole got bigger for some weird reason.

Now of course when you hear the word "clinic", you're either thinking of a hospital clinic or a veterinary clinic, and if you read one of the sentences before, you would've seen that I said that my dad's cousin is a vet, so yes, I did get some animal love and therapy: cat therapy, dog therapy and horse therapy.

Yes, there was a fence with a horse in the back of the clinic.

And clearly this horse did not know the word "stranger" because it saw me, trotted up to me and started loving on me.

It held its head up close to mine so I could hold its head and rest mine on theirs. (I don't know if it was a boy or a girl, so when that happens, I usually say 'it' or 'they'.)

It was white with little brown spots all over it.

One of the funny things was I think the horse was camera shy, because my dad tried to capture the moment, but the horse would move its head before Dad could get a picture.

I also didn't (and still don't!) know what its name was, so when I left them for the last time, I said, "Bye Toccoa." because that's where the clinic is located, or roughly near there. Toccoa Georgia, for clarification. I don't want lost people reading my blog posts. *Laugh*

Then when Dad and I were driving home, I said to him, "If I ever have four or five horses, for some unknown reason, I would name them Strawberry, Bree, Hwin, Destrier and Jewel."

If you didn't get why some of my horse's names are so weird, it's because they're from "The Chronicles of Narnia".

Now that I looked at the wiki for "The Chronicles of Narnia", I'll need two more horses, a white one and a black one, so I can name them Snowflake and Coalblack, though that's optional. I don't want to run a horse farm. Wink

But Jewel isn't exactly a full-fledged (Get it? Strawberry's Narnian name is Fledge? Never mind.) horse, he's a unicorn, but still for Halloween, I'd take some cardboard and some string and tie a cardboard unicorn horn to his head. *Laugh*
August 10, 2017 at 7:36pm
August 10, 2017 at 7:36pm
#917258
So I was at theatre today, (My second class of the year! I was returning. I have a funny story about the first day when I first walked in, but that'll be another post.) I was practicing improv, or improvisation, and I was practicing with a boy in my class, and we were assigned characters.

He was a football jock who was in love with me, and I was an emo that didn't talk all that much and I hated him and was trying to make him leave.

So there was one point where he told me that I should be in athletics and should try out for the cheerleading squad, and I said, "I don't do cheerleading."

Then my teacher said, "New choice!" meaning I needed to change my response.

And my response was, "I'm too pleasant."

Everyone started laughing, and I joined them.

It was way too funny!

An emotional person that's too pleasant! *Rolling*

Then after that good laugh, my scene partner asked, "Why do you say that?"

I replied, "I was more hyper than the cheerleaders." *Rolling*

Oh man, that was priceless!

I'm still laughing from that one-liner! *Laugh*
July 30, 2017 at 12:45pm
July 30, 2017 at 12:45pm
#916383
I have just figure out on Thursday, that I can make a sound that sounds a lot like a chicken.

What I do is I make a bunch of bawks in my mouth and stick my tongue out and bawk and I sound a lot like a chicken!

I can also mimic a cow, pig, goat and rooster.

I also do something that my dad calls "The Maniacal Bunny".

I made it up when my dad taught me the "I Smile for You".

What you do is say, "I smile for you." then roll your upper lip up and put your bottom lip over your upper pair of teeth, then pull your bottom lip down so it shows your two front teeth a little.

Well "The Maniacal Bunny" is where you do that, but show your front teeth a little more and your eyes bug out.

When I do that, I've found out that you can say anything that sounds stupid, and people will laugh!

Like this, I do "The Maniacal Bunny" and say something like, "I like sandwiches."

The reason why it's so funny is the fact that it's creepy, but when I say something stupid, it makes it less creepy!

The one I do the most is I'll make the face, then bleat like a goat.

It get my mom every time. Smile
July 15, 2017 at 1:40pm
July 15, 2017 at 1:40pm
#915448
Over the past three weeks, I have been traveling and attending a camp.

Now, my ability to keep it cool just broke.

It all started this morning.

I was asking my parents if we could stay home instead of going to the weekly Bible study at a friend's house.

It's still hanging in the air, but I really do want to stay home, because I have been "out-peopled".

The way I say it is with all the interaction with people for the past three weeks has put my knick from my people scale in the negative scale.

So, when I went to grab some milk for my coffee, I had to duck because my dad was getting some water to put with his tea bags—It's his thing that he does, he likes to use his tea bags over and over until he can't do anything except throw them away.—and as I was coming up from grabbing the milk, I hit my head against the freezer, and usually, I would shake it off and go about my business, but this time, with all that went on for three weeks nonstop and I was tired from going to bed at midnight or one and waking up at eight or eight-thirty, (even seven at one point) I broke down and cried.

My dad told me that I was growing because if that happened when I was six, I would've screamed.

Trust me, you do not want to be around when I scream, you could go deaf.

Okay, it's not that loud, but I am loud.

Anyway, I didn't care about that, I just needed some love.

When I cry like that, all I'm thinking about is, I need some love, love me, love me.

I cried for a minute or two, and then I moved on, with the tears still bathing my eyes.

I say bathing because I didn't wipe them off right away, because they felt cool against my eyes.

Then my mom and I made a lemonade slushy and that really perked my day up.

But I'm telling you, if I could bring my dream to life in a second, I would be stuck in a furbished room, filled with things I enjoy, a TV with video games, a laptop, and myself.

Sure, every once in a while I would walk up and love on my parents and pets, grab some food and then head back down.
July 14, 2017 at 4:41pm
July 14, 2017 at 4:41pm
#915390
That is the question I have just asked myself.

Let me explain.

As you know, if you have read the July 11th post, I am in "The Jungle Book" camp, I am Mother Wolf, and I am about to make my second walk up the wall again.

Again, let me explain.

See, there are two "bad apples" of the cast, a boy, (who will be known as playing Baloo) and a girl (who will be known as playing a monkey, or more specifically, Monkey #4).

I say bad apples because they have been nothing but mischief the whole week!

The main focus of this post will be on Baloo, because he's been the one who's been bothering me the most.

He is probably around the ages of 11, 12 or even 13, but I'm guessing he's 11 or 12.

What he does is when I come over to his side of the stage, stage left for all you theatre people—I'm pointing at you, Hanna! Wink—he will boss me around.

He's mainly acting like he's the director, and everyone should follow what he says right down to the tiniest little thing.

When I go to open the curtain for the top of the show, he told me when to stop pulling the curtain back, but I ignored his cry and continued what I was doing until I was satisfied.

Another time was when he was on stage, I told him if he didn't get off the stage I would open the curtains.

Taking that remark as a joke, he stayed there, and I opened the curtain.

Thankfully, no one was there in the audience, but then again, the stage lights were on and the house lights were off, so you never could tell.

Then when I was dancing with the boy playing Mowgli, he opened the curtains, which made me react like he stripped my clothes off, and I was on the stage naked.

I rushed him, grabbed his shoulders, and said, "Don't touch the curtains."

He replied with, "Don't boss me around."

A little bit later, the director came on the stage and told everyone that no one was supposed to touch the curtains except me, since I was in charge of opening and closing them.

He, Baloo, later told me he did that to get back at me, which now makes me think I shouldn't have done that, but the other side of my brain says if I hadn't have done that, everyone wouldn't have known and then people would've touched the curtains.

Another time was also with the curtains.

He was in the curtains, which in a lot of people's heads means you are touching the curtains.

I told him, "You're not supposed to touch the curtains."

He told me, "I'm not touching the curtains."

He demonstrated what touching the curtains meant, but I ignored him.

Though, it's not just me he's been getting in trouble with; he's gotten in trouble with the director and assistant director.

I have been thinking of why he's been acting like a bully to me, with the help of my mom.

I have drawn a few conclusions.

One is maybe because he has a prop, a bee hive, and I don't, so maybe he's acting all like, "I've a prop and you don't! Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!"

Two is maybe because I am popular around the crew, the director, assistant director and stage manager, meaning, as I said, I have gotten some recognition from the director because of how good I was, mainly because experience.

And third, because I have more experience in theatre than he does, and maybe he's trying to look like he has the most experience out of all of us, but as I told my parents, it's like he's trying to break a rock, me, with his bare hands.

Ha ha, get it?

He's Baloo, Baloo's a bear, bare hands.

Ha ha.

No?

Okay.

Now, of course, that's not all that happened.

There are good things that happened too, like, my wolf family.

They have been the ones who have been the highlight of my week.

The rainbow to my rainy weather.

Okay, I'll stop with the analogies.

Even though they role-played backstage, and that drove me nuts, they still loved me and I still loved them.

The first cub, Wolf #1, has been my friend since the first day.

We met, talked and then she asked me, "Do you wanna be friends?"

I was startled for a second, mainly because when I met my friends, they had never asked me, "Do you wanna be friends?"

It's always been like this with my friends: we meet, we talk, we find something that we have in common and boom, instant friendship.

Then she asked what role I had and I said "Mother Wolf.", then she said, "Hey, I'm Wolf #1!" then we got closer in friendship.

Now, she and I are almost inseparable.

When we met again the next day, I would always be greeted with "Mother!" and she would run up and hug me.

When we're not onstage, she and I got to my secret spot, even though you can easily see me, and we cuddle.

It's sweet. Smile
July 11, 2017 at 3:50pm
July 11, 2017 at 3:50pm
#915199
As my name says, I need help getting down.

No, I am not afraid of heights; it's just that the new actors and actresses drove me all the way up the wall and to the center of the ceiling, and now I'm stuck. Wink (Oh, how I love using analogies.)

Let me explain, this morning and afternoon, I went to my "Jungle Book" camp, and everyone, except the adult actors and myself, were disobeying my director and assistant director. (I call her that because that's how she's acting around us.)

I even needed to use my lungs, which I haven't used for years, to quiet them down so they could pay attention. They were still in tip-top condition.

Lots of the kids were using the "wrong cheeks", as they say in theatre talk, either saying their lines softly or saying them really fast to the point where you couldn't understand them, two are reading their lines like they're reading them off a book, (which they are) and one even told the director an excuse of why they were speaking really fast!

I was a mad house!

It's almost like the director went to the Mad Hatter's tea party, grabbed all the children there, took them to the theatre and said, "You are now actors."

Now, I understand that they are new to this, but that doesn't mean that they shouldn't obey what our director's telling them! This is how you learn to be a good actor! You don't just become one overnight!

This is getting to the point where I can tell on the director and assistant director's faces that they are ready to just tell everyone to go home, and the director, assistant director, stage manager, and the actors and actresses who are willing to listen, are going to do the entire play!

They say it's best for you to write down your thoughts to get rid of your anger, so that's what I'm doing.

Plus, I haven't added an entry to this jlog in over a month. Bigsmile
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For those of you who thought this would be a pleasant entry, here. I'll tell you something that I thought was hilarious that happened at lunch.

So the man who's playing Father Wolf, my husband, he brought his phone and speakers, so we could listen to some music while we ate.

He played some Disney songs, then he got to "Love is an Open Door" from Frozen, and this happened.

The place turned into a mad house. Literally.

Half of the kids there were groaning, myself included, and the other half were singing along.

After that song, he played some more songs, then "Let It Go", also from Frozen, came on.

Again, half of the kids groaned, the other half sang along.

A few of the kids who hated Frozen pretended like they were dying, and even though I hate Frozen, I couldn't help but laugh.

I laughed and laughed at every kid's reaction to the song.

Some were going crazy singing and others were going crazy, acting like they were dying.

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