Bad Ideas

I know I have had some really bad ideas. Putting my wet hand in the light socket was probably one of my worst. No I am not joking... HEY!! For my defence I was only like 4 or 5. Most of the time I do have bad ideas. Procrastinating is one of them. Thus me sitting here January 31, finishing my blogs. Also having a lot of raw brownie mix until I started to feel really bad... I could not stand the smell of brownies cooking for about a year after. lol If you think about it most people have really bad ideas, but when they get one good one, everyone idealizes them. One of my cousins says that you have to bear with her through all the bad ones before she gets a really good one. Thats everyone though. One bad idea is believing everything your "friends" say. I had some "friends" who said that someone was talking about me behind my back on the bus when I wasn't there. I asked this person about it and she denied it. Because of past events I believed her instead of me supposed "friends".

2009 and Hopes for 2010

During this past year, I have turned 16. I have gotten my permit. My sister graduated. I went to camp. Eli came home and then left back for school. Then Hope left for WKU. Then they came back. Then left again. lol My year has been kind of boring. It has been sad to see myself an only child, but I have realized that has had some advantages. I guess right now I'm just living life one day at a time.



I'm on the pursuit of happiness

I know everything that is shinin'

Ain't always goin' to be gold



Hey, I'll be fine

Once I get it

I'll be good

~Kid Cudi

Hopefully I will get my listens. Oh!! By they way... Yesterday (Jan. 13th) I turned 17!!!!!! When I think about it... thats not a bad way to begin a new year :)

Philosopher

Hope gallantly held her head up and exclaimed, "I AM A PHILOSOPHER!!" Not seconds later a smile that had spread across her face slowly vanished. Her head started to bow as under her breathe I could hear her make the soft sound "fu... fu... fu...". Her face became disgruntled and confused. "Fu... fu... what is that word?!?! I just said it... what is it?!?!", she finally asked. I was practically falling out of my chair. A wave of giggles struck me as she asked these questions. I knew what she was trying to say, but I was too focused on not hyperventilating that I was not able to relieve her of confusion. A smile crept up Eli's face and you could hear the mischief in his voice as he asked, "Do you mean philosopher?" Hope's entire face lit up as she triumphantly screamed, "YES!! THAT'S THE WORD!"

Based on true events. :D

We

I really don't want very many people reading this one. :/

Tonight for some reason I am thinking upon many things. Mom calls me her philosopher. I like to think on things, moments, people, words, etc. I like to ponder them and critic them. I started to think about my brother and sister. We are unlike any other siblings that I know. Each time we have moved we have been forced into a situation where we know no one. All our friends are left behind. People whom we have grown to love and appreciate are know longer there to support us. Instead of reaching out to other people, we seemed to draw inward. I mean we came to each other for our missing friendship. We have laughed together. We have been heartbroken together. Notice that I have always said we. For the longest time we have been known as "the kids". The preachers kids. Dennis and Regena's kids. Until Eli when to college, we functioned together. Until then I had never been away from them for more then 2 weeks at a time. I know that doesn't seem like much, but each time we got back together we seemed to function as one again. That is how it is now. When together we are different. Eli is funny and entertaining, while also being protective and rigid. Hope is his accomplice in crime. She feeds his jokes and together they are able to create fantastic stories. I am the one being protected. I am the one usually trying to brake into their friendship and be apart of their bond, but I am only able to sit back and laugh at what they do. We have often gone to places to visit friends of my parents whom they have not seen in years. There are times when we are placed alone and separate from them and other times we are placed beside people we don't know and who don't seem to care to know us. Instead of being sad and bored, Eli and Hope were able to burst into life. They have been able to take the small events of a day, and turn it into a tale of stupidity and humor, while I sat appreciating what seemed to be a work of art. They have taken a simple story and turn it into an epic event that we still laugh about today. When we are confident we are confident in numbers. We have each other's back. If we are placed in a situation where we are not being payed attention to, when know one seems to want to get to know us, we seem to draw from the fact that we are together. That is where our confidence lies.

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.