Dad

So Dad is very particular about our presents. We cannot pick up the packages and shake them. We cannot know what we are getting or he will take it back (thankfully there are exceptions to the rule). And we cannot loiter around the tree. This is very ironic to me because, when he was younger he tricked his little sister into telling him what his parents got him. He got my Aunt Sharon confussed by naming off things that they could have gotten and for some reason she ended up saying, "No, they did not get you a bike.", when he had asked if they got him new shoes or something. I really don't want anything major this year. Just texting. lol My friends in Arkansas and Okahoma have it and its annoying to get text messages say hey and whats up, when I can't reply.

Christmas Presents

Today we went to Evansville. We went to the mall to go shoping for Christmas presents. One bad thing about driving my parents around is when we go into the store they want, usually I see what they are buying. So today we went into Vanity to buy Hopie a new robe, I got to pick out my own for Christmas. My parents are strict about presents. Dad won't let us wear our new clothes until Christmas day. So I got new tennis shoes, and I can't wear them yet and the tennis shoes I currently have, have holes in them. So I'm just going to have to wait. Thankfully I don't know all my presents. The most I have seen are the clothes and tennis shoes. I don't know what to get Eli. He's very self reliant and he usually buys what he needs himself. Like yesterday sometime he bought himself a new Bible and Dad was saying he would have gotten it for him.

Last Weeks

I really don't like the last weeks of school. The week before finals is the worst. Teachers giving out their last assignments. Ugh. I had three essays due this week. Next week is going to be better and worse. Better, because I can focus on one class at a time and worse because I have to do REALLY well on the tests. Hopefully I can get out of four finals. So far I have to go all day Tue., Wed. morning, and hopefully my last final will be Thr. afternoon, but thats only if I can get out of my Chem. final. Hope's last final is Friday I think, and Eli's last day is Friday too. I'm going to be happy to have them home for a while. It's strange being here with out them. Mom and Dad act differently when it's just me here.

Facebook

My mom I think is addicted to Facebook. lol Dad is a little ticked because of it. I have tried to convince dad to get one. I think he would be able to find some preacher friends on there, but he seems pretty firm about it. It's nice to be able to connect with people on there. It is how I stay in touch with my friends in Arkansas. That's pretty much the only way we stay in touch. We really don't talk to each other. Every once in a while Marie will say hi, but no one else. It's hard talking to them now. We don't have anything to really talk about. It's harder for us to maintain that friendship. There has been so much that each of us have been through. I'm not the same person I was when I moved and neither are they. I do miss a few things about Jonesboro. Homecoming was a BIG deal there. We would have two days of games before the night of the game. One of my favorites was the Miss Valley Girl Pageant. It was unlike anything I have ever seen before. Only the jr. high school and high school really participated in Homecoming. I looked forward to it more than anything else during middle school. For Miss Valley Girl the people in your homeroom would pick one guy to be your class representative. Every girl would bring in their make up and someone would bring a dress that would fit the guy. We would dress them up and the guys would have to do this whole pageant routine. It was AMAZING! lol Homerooms would compete to see who was the best. Mr. Bishop won during the year that I was able to participate. That was really disappointing because that was Hope's homeroom. haha I love that school.

Art

I love art. My mom is an artist. She hasn't done anything in a while. It's kinda sad, because she's really an amazing artist. My favorite is one that she made of our kitchen sink. It is all in pencil. I can't even describe it. It looks so real. The fork sticking out of the cup that is in a bowl and a dish rag draped over the faucet. I have been trying to convince mom to get it framed and hang it in the kitchen. Mom was saying when she was drawing this picture she placed the dishes in the sink, and she washed them all first, because she could not stand to have unwashed dishes in the sink and draw them that way. Hope inherited the artistic talent. She did a painting of a boat in the middle of the ocean. It is finger painted and all in dots. It is night time and she has the silver glow of the moon behind the dark blue sky and ocean. The shadow of the boat is projected on to the ocean. It reminds me of Peter Pan and Captain Hook's pirate ship. Neither of them are willing to frame them. I would do that for Christmas, but I don't think they would be too happy with me. In some way I have some of mom's talent. When I get started on a project like in 3-D art, I get in my zone. I can here what is going on around me, but I am absorbed in what I am doing. I like to listen to music while I am working. It makes me calmer, and more able to focus on what I am doing. I can just go with the flow of the music, and not think about anything. I am in my own world.

Home

Eli and Hope are both back at school. Hope went back yesterday. Eli went back to Louisville today. He asked for an extra day off from his internship. I think he likes what he is doing up there. I don't really know though. Sometimes I think he's just going to the plant just because he has already gotten through half of his schooling for Chemical Engineering. I think he and dad were joking around about Eli changing his major. I'm kinda sad because Eli didn't wait to say good-bye today. I think he left before I got home, but I think he stayed for most of the afternoon. So Eli has been very secretive lately. My parents are wondering if he has a girlfriend. I have to admit I'm curious too. He wouldn't tell us if he did. Mom kinda embarrassed him before his first date. I think it scared him for life. Hope is doing pretty good. I think she is getting lonely. She calls a lot. Its strange to go from all of us being here to just dad, mom, and I. It was so funny on Saturday. Mom was trying to explain to dad about how to make a dump cake. They are different when E and Hopie are not here. I can't believe this is my junior year and it's almost half way over with!!!

Relatives

Thanksgiving was pretty good. I spent it at my Grandma Tucker's (Mamaw) house. It has been a tradition in my family to go to one grandmother's house on Thanksgiving and the other grandmother's house on Christmas. Every year we alternate I guess this year we aren't going to travel to Grandma Thompsons'. My dad's side of the family is very different from my mom's. The Tuckers' are a little more disfunctional. My papaw was a very hard working person. His view of a vacation was farming. He and my mamaw worked in a factory in Louisville and that is where my dad and his brother and sister lived. Every weekend sense they were really young, they would travel to the farm in Morgantown and work. They built a brand new house 24yrs. ago on the farm land. For the longest time that was grand central station. Everyone would come into the kitchen and mamaw would cook this HUGE feast. Now its not so much. Everyone has their own lives and most of the cousins are running around going here and there. Mom's side is more sparse. My Aunt Jan lives in Florida with her family and my cousins are a lot older than me and Uncle Mark and his daughter and her husband live in Arizona. Two of my aunts and my grandma Thompson live in Oklahoma. I haven't seen 1 of my cousins in 10 yrs. I hate not seeing them. Although that's the great thing about Facebook. We all have one and we are able to stay more in touch.

Monologue

So we had to do this monologue for an inanimate object. I'll let yall guess. Here it is:

This is boring... *sigh*. I have heard this same lecture for two days now! THAT PERSON KEEPS STARING AT ME! Do I have something on my face?? Ugh! It's going to take another minute for me to get it off... He's still staring at me. I guess he wants class to end. Me too. I guess I could mess with his mind. I'll slow down... Ha! Ok now everyone is staring at me. I guess I'll speed up now. Wow I have never seen such a large group move so fast. I'm bored again. Tick... Tock... You know I haven't talked to my cousin lately. The last I heard from her she got a new job on a time bomb or something? I haven't heard from her lately... Ok I just noticed my hands aren't the same length! I hate this noise... Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... It gives me a headache. Does anyone know what time it is??

Music

I love music. It is always what I listen to in what ever mood I am in. Usually I have my radio playing all the time. When I'm mad usually I run into my room and blast the radio. My sister says she listens to the beat, the music. The words are what draws my attention. I have a problem with being able to verbalize what I want to do or say. When it comes to music its like the words are taken out of me in the perfect rhythm, the perfect way. Its like someone else understands. Sounds weird, but still.

Halloween

One year for Halloween my mom made me a book. The book was called How To Build An Ark by Noah Grace. I loved the idea at first. Before halloween my teacher asked us all what we were dressing up as. When I told her apperantly the whole class started laughing (I don't remember any of this). I told mom that instead I wanted to dress as a princess. She told me that I could go to school as the book and then after the judging of the best costume, I could change. I got the best costume and I loved my book lol

Blogging

I haven't blogged in a while. Fall Break was good. I was around friends a lot. I told one of my friends I would post a story about a fishing trip. I really dislike fishing to say the least. I could never catch a fish and there was too much patients involved for me to get used to. When I was little my family was invited to some friends house to go fishing in their pond. We were told that we could not swim. I was very sad about this. As we were on the dock they let me throw the fish food in. At one point instead of just throwing the food in, I fell in. I don't exactly remember what happened. Anyway I was under water trying to get out, and my dad jumped in after me. The water was to his waist, but I was young enough that the water swallowed me. It freaked my parents out. What was funny was after that the family said we could go swimming.

The Blue Van

The blue van is not my friend. My family owns this '92 blue Ford Aerostar. When I was born my parents realized that they needed a bigger vehicle. For some reason it hates me. I think its because it is older than me and I am getting more attention. The slidding door is not closing. This happened a few years ago. The last time my dad had to use one of my sister's old belts to keep it closed. Now we are using a bungie cord. The slidding door no longer has a pannel.

9 weeks

In some ways I am so happy about the end of the 9 weeks. I'm excite to have a week off of school for Fall Break. I don't know what I'll be doing, but hopefully it will be fun. Also teachers are getting things in to the grade book. One of my teachers was trying to get caught up and put our grades in, so she let us watch a movie in her class. I am nervous to see what my final grades are going to be. It has been an adjustment from last year. Last year and freshman year was so easy. We barely had homework, but this year I have been having to teach myself how to do focus.

Fall Break

Hope is home!!! She's home for her Fall Break. I think Eli is talking about coming home this weekend too. Fall Break for me is coming up soon. I'm excited. I was hoping to go to Arkansas, but I don't think that will work out. On that Thursday I might be going to Western for FEA. Sometime mom and dad were talking about the three of us going to the lake.

Ghost Stories

When I was really young, and we were still living in Tuckerman, AR, I went with Eli and Hope to a Halloween Party. I was only in the 2nd grade and there was a hay ride. I was super excited. Then Mrs. Russel started to tell ghost stories. I was freaked out!!! After a little while she made me close my ears. I really haven't liked listening to ghost stories sense.

Autumn

For some reason Autumn has always been one of my favorite times of the year too. Colors that you normally see in flowers start appearing on trees. Shades of gold, red, brown, and the fading colors of green. I like to pull out my jackets and fall clothes. The fall reminds me of Tuckerman. We had pine trees in our yard and there were other trees surrounding our house. When we moved to Jonesboro, we didn't have hardly any trees. We walked to school in Tuckerman so I got to play in the fallen leaves. I always loved the idea of gathering all the leaves and just falling into them.

Eli

Eli has been kinda a hero to me. I have always wanted to get to know him the way Hope does. We are only 4 yrs. apart, but we are never at the same place at the same time. Eli to me was always rigid. He never liked to acknowledge us in public. One night Eli and I went to a basketball game and I was shocked to see him sitting with a group of girls flirting with them. They had bows and pony-tails in his short hair. Hope told me stories about how he and his friend started the whole caf. clapping one time and know one knew why they were clapping. I have always wanted to get to know him better. When you get the three of us together though, I see him better. He and Hopie always have me laughing.

Years

I was in Spanish when I thought of something... I have lived here for 3 years. That might not seem like much, but to me thats something. Looking back there have been a lot of changes in myself and my family. If you think of it from my point of view I only lived in Tuckerman 4 years and then I moved to Jonesboro. It seems like my life has been lived by an invisible clock. Every year it gets a little long, giving me more hope, and then it moves again. I remember in Jonesboro when we celebrated our 4th year aniversary I was scared we were going to move againt that year. I was finally able to be comfortable after that. I thought that staying there for over 4 years would mean that we would not be moving again. 3 years is half of the time we lived in Jonesboro, for some reason that seems sugnificant to me. I after high school I'll only have lived here for 5 years. My parents scared me a few weeks ago about moving. They told me that they would not move until I graduate. I know that should comfort me, but I want to know where I am coming to when I go to see them. I want to know where my home is.

Money

1 Timothy 6:10, "For the love of money is the root of all KINDS OF evil, for which some have strayed from the faith in their greediness, and pierced themselves with many sorrows". Money is important. We have to have it to buy what we need, food, clothing, etc. I guess its when you start loving money and needing to have it just to have it, that's what makes it evil. Some how it is so corruptible. The most honorable men can fall because of a bribe.

A Family that laughs together stays together

Laughter unifies us through a common experience. Everyone laughs. That is one thing that people generally look for in a friend. Laughter is important because it shows that we don't take things too serious. We are able to step back and enjoy life. My family makes me laugh that is one reason we are so close. When we were living in Jonesboro, we went out to eat one night and 15 minutes after eating we were all laughing with tears streaming down our face. It was completely dumb, but when you get us all together then we can laugh all the time. Laughter is contagious, lets face it if someone comes into a quiet room laughing, everyone will end up laughing.

Hi!

I never know what to write. I guess I need to pay more attention to the promt. Eli is coming home this weekend. This next week we are going to have some friends of the family staying with us. My dad has known Daniel sense before my dad knew my mom haha. His wife, Justina, just had a little girl. Her name is Ophylia. She is 1 month. They have a son Korrigan and he is 3 years old. They are coming in on Saturday and will stay till the next Saturday.

Posts

So I only have 7 posts and I think I am supposed to have 10. Eli and Hope are home!!!!!!! I am excited. I think we all are. It has only been about 2 weeks, but I think we have changed. Hope is so much more outgoing, so am I. Eli is just Eli. I have my blue day homework done, so hopefully I can hang out with them before they leave.

Music

I love music. Usually its away for me to hear what I'm feeling. Right now I am listening to Bubbly Toes by Jack Johnson. He's an amazing artist. His sound is very layed back. I forgot for a while, but he is probably my second favorite musician. Coldplay is my absolute favorite. I don't know why, but for some reason I am able to connect with their songs.

Blog

I have know idea what to write! This is horrible. umm... the sky is blue? My imagination isn't working very well. I love how little kids have extensive imaginations. When we were living in Jonesboro Eli, Hope, and I would make a "tent" with random blankets. It was so much fun. We would close the doors on the corners of the blankets and we would string them across the hallway to the opposite door. It would stay like that until one of us would get mad or the blankets started to fall. lol There is my blog.

Hoodie

I love my hoodie. My brother gave it to me. Actually I love any hoodie. When I'm sad or I need comfort, I just put it on. Some how it helps. My glasses are a comfort. My glasses and hoodie keep me hidden when I really don't want to be seen. I think better when I have them. When I don't have them I feel like I am putting myself out for people to see.

TGIF!

All I can say right now is thank goodness it's Friday!!!! This weekend I have some homework, but hopefully I will be able to finish it and enjoy the weekend. Hope isn't coming home this weekend. I don't know if Eli is. This morning I did not want to get up. I was too tired. I feel bad for Payton, because she says she hasn't gone to sleep earlier than 11:30 this year because of homework. The bell is going to ring soon.

The Good Ol' Days

Do you remember when you were 3 and everything was simple? Your only worry was if maybe you won't be able to play with your favorite toy. I miss those days. I hate how at the times when you are happy and things begin to come into place, all of a sudden something happens to make you rethink things. I guess that's life.

Life

I guess today I'm not going to do the prompt. I hope that's OK. Right now I'm really tired. This weekend was not good for catching up on sleep. Friday night I went to my grandma's farm. I had to get all my homework done that night, so I stayed up till 12:30 working on 3-D art and I still didn't get done, because I ran out of string. I woke up on Saturday and went to Mammoth Cave. That was really fun, Eli was home for his break so he got to go with us. There is so much history down there. On Sunday we went to Bowling Green to move Hope into her dorm. She was really nervous. Mom was kind of getting on her nerves. Last night we left her. Eli went back to Louisville. Today he started his internship. I have never been an only child before. Its a foreign thing. When Eli left for college, it was not that bad. It was the end of Eli, Hope, and Noah, but there was still Hope and Noah. Its just now hitting me that Eli is gone. I told dad that for the next two years we will be getting to know each other better than we ever have or ever wanted to know each other. He laughed. Its scary to think about, but honestly I don't really know who I am with out Hope or Eli. They have always been my constant through moving. :( I know it will get better. Pretty soon Hope will come back for the weekend and I will be kicking her out the door when she leaves. lol Time to go. I guess that is enough "gloom, dispare, and agony on me".

My family resemblence

Physically I really don't look like my family. I don't have the crooked Crim nose from my mother's side. But then again I do have the horrible flat feet of my dad's. :( Everyonce and a while some will make the comment I have my Grandma Tucker's hair color. I have always liked that. It sets me apart.
My personality I would have to say is more like my father's. When it comes to clothes we are alike. If we have something in our closet that is nice and comfortable then we tend to stick to wearing it. Also we tend to have the same sense of humor. We like to be "silly". I really do strive to be more like my dad. I guess I am like my mom too. We have the same temperment that is not very helpful. When we mad, we cry. When we are happy, we cry. When we are sad... I think you get the point. When I am frustrated my voice gets higher and panicky and so does her's. We are both forgetful and courious.