Oscar Myer

A long time coming...

2006-04-02T21:38:00.000-07:00

Well, it really has been a while since my last post. I've been babysitting, myspacing, going, doing, redoing, and other stuff that keeps me busy. I was just bored (and waiting for my batteries to charge), so I decided to make a meaningless post. Lol, well I suppose all posts are pretty meaningless, really. I mean, sure--they all have a subject or topic, but do they really mean anything? Well, they definetly mean somtehing to the post-er, and their small circle who reads their blog (sometimes). But to everyone else in the huge abyss known as the "world wide web" doesn't really care. They have their own problems and feelings to deal with, and usually don't have time to listen to yours. But it makes the post-er feel better to have their feelings "out there", even if "out there" is more "out there" than they think.I told you this would be meaningless :-D

2006-02-01T23:48:00.000-08:00

Well,
I can officially say it's been forever. Not much has changed, really. Except that I've been bitten by the myspace bug. I'm sorry to say that I won' t be posting much anymore. I'm not going to cancel the blog, even though I should. I just won'tbeonmuch.I still check back now and again, but I'll be on myspace a lot more often. Here's the myspace link, if anybody wants to check out my page.

www.myspace.com/babygirl_rlb

WOAH!

2006-01-17T14:31:00.000-08:00

Dude, I haven't posted for like, a week. Or more than a week......
Yep, definitely more then a week.

Random Crap....

2006-01-08T20:07:00.000-08:00

well...
there's not much to say. my christmas and new year's were good. i was actually the only one at my house to stay up and watch the ball drop.so yeah, i was just on my friend brian's blog, and he and a couple of friends were singing "Sadie Hawkins Dance" by relient k, and i started laughing so hard i almost fell off my chair. yeah- it was flipping cool. so yeah...more random stuff, my friend reggie just broke up with his girlfriend. this is a very good thing because i didn't think they were any good for each other. this is also a very bad thing because this doesn't make me any closer to going out with him even though he is "on the market" now. ugh, why does life have to be so stupid and confusing and complicating? BOYS ARE STUPID! except all the really cool ones that are MY friends....well even a few of them are well, yeah, guys. eh well, not much i can do about that i suppose.

What do I want for Christmas?

2005-12-18T17:21:00.000-08:00

Hmmm, well, I can't say I've given much thought to it. I'd like some more of my favorite perfume which I'm too cheap to buy (ADRENALINE). And I asked for a couple bible study books, otherwise, nothing. Brian bought me something that he said I asked for, but I don't remember asking him for anything. Oh well, the suspense is killing me, but I'll find out tomorrow. Back to our "twelve Days of Christmas" packages. Gift number three was an Amy Grant CD, which we don't appreciate in the least. My family aren't big fans of Amy Grant, but I'm sure these people had no way of knowing that (It's not like we go around shouting it or anything). Gift number four was one of those cookie-mix-in-a-mason-jar type things. It looks really good though, it's like peanut butter chip something. YUMBO! Gift number five which I only opened like, 15 minutes ago, was a really cool looking nutcracker, which was shaped like a train. It came with (what else) four varieties of nuts. My Dad is the big nut fan in the family, but that's all good with me. Every time I've tried to use one of those things some crap flies into my eyes. BLEGH! Anyway, I'm headed off to see King Kong. I'll be back tomorrow with another gift and a movie review.

Package two emerges....

2005-12-15T22:31:00.000-08:00

Gift number two for those of you following along, was candy canes, along with a cool story about them. I'm really tired from babysitting, and have a full day waiting for me tomorrow. I'll keep y'all posted.

Gift number one...

2005-12-14T21:17:00.000-08:00

Well, we all sat around in my Mom's room this morning and opened the first gift. It was a book called (big surprise), The Twelve Days of Christmas. The illustrations are really cool, too. Like, instead of people it's animals-totally cool.

I've recently started practicing for a skit for my church. I'm not having too much trouble with it, but I do have a long monologue that I keep getting hung up on. Our "teacher" you could say, wants us off the script by Monday. Ugh! I have a lot of work to do...

Yes, I know

2005-12-13T21:16:00.000-08:00

Yes, I realize that it's been a while since my last post. But with shopping for gifts, babysitting, and parties, who has time? Okay, right, like I go to that many parties. Oh yeah, I'm a PARTY ANIMAL! But there have been a lot this month for me to go to. Speaking of gifts, I have a very weird story to tell, that goes a little something like this....

My Mom and I were downstairs watching "House" as we often do, and heard a "bong, bong, bong", naturally, we thought it was on the TV. Then we heard my Dad shuffling down the stairs. On a commercial break, I went upstairs, wondering who it would be. After all, it was past 9pm, not a common time for visitors. My Dad had pulled in a poster-sized piece of cardboard, that was wrapped in gift paper. Along with a big bag of gifts with the following note attached

Dear Bowles Family,
We share with you the Twelve Days of Christmas.

For the next twelve days , starting December 14th, we ask that you open the designated numbered package, beginning with #1. Enjoy these special days in preparation of Christmas. We rejoice in this blessed holiday season and the many gifts our Lord has given us.

We will call you on Christmas Day and reveal ourselves, but in the meantime, God Bless you all.

Wishing you a very Merry Christmas and an especially Happy New Year!

Isn't that bizarre? My Dad said he saw no one outside, and no cars nearby. So whoever did this is pretty good. We have no idea who it could be, but expect that it is the people we least expect, if that makes any sense. Welp, I'll keep you updates on the gifts as they come, and boy, I CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!!!!

Shopping

2005-11-30T20:17:00.000-08:00

OOH....aren't you all so proud of me? I changed my font, that HAS to count for something, lol.
So yeah, tomorrow I'm going shopping with my Mom, and I went last night also. On our otherwise worthless
expedition, I bought a new jacket that's really cool. It's like a letterman type-jacket, only until I find a guy who'll let me wear his...I'm prepared to wait a LONG time. Anyway, tonight was youth group, and Pastor Tony has been teaching out of the book of Romans. It's pretty deep stuff, man, lemme tell you. Tonight he was talking about how if you've accepted Christ as your Savior, we are dead to sin. Meaning, anytime we sin IT IS A CONCIOUS CHOICE! This simple principle meant a LOT to me. It's sometimes hard to believe that a lot of acclaimed "christians" choose to habitually sin every day. It's like they live two lives, one at church on Sundays, and another with completely different behavior the rest of the time.

This really gave me something to chew on, so I decided to share it. Any comments or questions are welcome.

What do you want?

2005-11-27T20:19:00.000-08:00

You know, I really have no idea whats going on. Seriously, I have no idea what my life's about half of the time. I have friends, and a great family, but what's my purpose? Obviously to serve God, but I have a hard time knowing what He wants me to do with my life. I know His timing is perfect, and that He'll show me at the right time, but it's so hard to wait. And I have all this other "stuff" to deal with all the time. My feelings and emotions, and my BIG MOUTH that all get me into trouble all the time. And when I'm mad, I tend to shut down, and shut people out. I'm so afraid that I'm going to push away the ones closest to me, and lose them forever. It sounds stupid I know, but it worries me. I'm especially worried that when I find the right guy, I'll shove him out, too.

On that same note, I;m so sick of having nobody. I understand that I'm too young to be finding marital prospects, but I wish I had a boyfriend, or someone who liked me. I know you saw this coming; because everyone else has one. Its a stupid and selfish reason, I know. But it's the humble truth. Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever find someone who likes me for me. I'm not like other girls, I'm not stunningly gorgeous, I'm not super smart, and I don't have any special talents. I'm just average, if that. Sometimes I ask myself what it is thats so special about me, that someone else would see. And I'm still searching for that answer.

Reading

2005-11-21T19:30:00.000-08:00

Nothing much has happened since my last post. I went Christmas shopping, and wrapped it all. I was really glad when I found a gift for Brian, which I had no idea about. I'm not going to say what it is, because I know he reads my blog. But I think it's something he'll like, and will enjoy. Anyway, I bought and wrapped all of my families gifts, too. Oh, and I filled an Operation Christmas Child shoebox, which I do every year. Operation Christmas Child is a non-profit organization put up by Samaritan Purse. They collect thousands of shoeboxes filled with toys, candy, and personal care items from churches every year. Which are then shipped off to other countries, and personally given out to kids living in severe poverty. It cost me less then twenty dollars, and I know it'll go to a good cause.

In other news, I am getting really ticked off with how commercialized Christmas has become. It's not about gifts and presents, it's all about Jesus. Christmas was the day that Mary and Joseph gave birth to a little boy, in a humble stable. We celebrate HIS birth on this day. Christmas should be a day to appreciate Jesus, and others, not a day to greedily rip packages and hope for more next year. Christmas happens to fall on a Sunday this year, and I know exactly what I'll be doing; serving others by helping out in the Children's Ministry at my church. Please take the opportunity to help out with something you normally don't, reach out to someone you've never met, and experience a whole new type of holiday this year.

Comin up with the Bucks

2005-11-18T17:31:00.000-08:00

Welp, not much to report as of today. I've just been trying to make some money to buy Christmas presents with, and still constatnly trying to come up with ideas. So far the only ones I've nailed down are those in my own personal family. Hopefully I'll come up with more soon, and be able to buy them before the shopping season gets too crazy. But then again, I like the hectic Christmas season, especially the day after Thanksgiving, w00t! ::dives into a pile of stuffies, ,hoping to come up with something she actually likes::

Oops, forgot to add....

2005-11-10T21:57:00.000-08:00

Sorry that the pictures aren't like, proportionate with the text. But I went through all the trouble of writing the story, so I'm not going to try to fix it. You should get the idea.

ALL DONE!

2005-11-10T21:54:00.000-08:00

Well, I hope all you bloggers enjoyed that random piece of literature. My friend Brian and I had taken some random pictures from arounf the library earlier tonight. And there really was a fire in the library (some dope set the paper towel dispencer on fire in the bathroom), so don't go feeling all sorry for George :-)

Another Pic, Another Page 8

2005-11-10T21:50:00.000-08:00

Then I finally had a realization. I could make up an excuse!

Easy enough, I'll just tell George that there was an emergency on my way to the party, like a fire in the library.

A belated, corny birthday card in the mail would have to suffice (not to mention a week of missed school for me to hide my face) . :-)

Another Pic, Another Page 7

2005-11-10T21:47:00.000-08:00

Maybe something more practical? Like, an appliance of some sort. Not a big one, of course, just a small, common household item. But if it's so common, how could it be a good gift?

Nobody wants a friggin' blender for their birthday. Then I'd have the worst birthday-gift-giving-reputation EVER!
No way, that would not happen to me (or George, for that matter).

Another Pic, Another Page 6

2005-11-10T21:44:00.000-08:00

What about a book of regular comic strips, like Peanuts? Then I remembered, most manga readers don't like "comics". They're all about the art, and intellectual content.

My personal opinion, if I read a comic strip, I want it to be easy to read, and funny. Not a big theological picture that I have to go dig out the dictionary for.

Another Pic, Another Page 5

2005-11-10T21:38:00.000-08:00

What about a foreign film? Manga readers always watch those dumb things.
I've never understood why people watch those. If you can't understand the language, why use it for entertainment?

I knew that wouldn't work, I would probably pick a stupid one, since I know nothing about foreign film directors. And then George would probably ramble on about how bad the editing was, and that he would try to fix it on his computer. Who needs that?

Another Pic, Another Page 4

2005-11-10T21:34:00.000-08:00

Hmm, there's a friendly-looking stranger, perhaps I should ask him about a gift. After all, he was in the manga section.

Mr. Stranger Dude recommended a few good manga series, but I still wasn't sure. A book didn't seem like a good gift to me, because after you've read it once, it's useless.

I was running out of time!

Another Pic, Another Page 3

2005-11-10T21:31:00.000-08:00

I looked down only to find a small wastebasket. I definitely didn't want to resort to a piece of junk from Goodwill. George was a good friend, and he deserved a good gift for his birthday.
Not some random shirt that has neon fish printed on it, and smells like cigarettes and formaldehyde.

No, no, George would not get some bargain bin, gotten-five-minutes-before-
the-party-gift. He was too nice for that.

Another Pic, Another Page 2

2005-11-10T21:27:00.000-08:00

Well, my little walk had gotten me no where. Except, that is, where I had walked. Which was apparently "NOT AN EXIT".

Talk about an exit, I needed one quickly. And exit from my own thoughts, that is.

Why couldn't I think of anything other then cow milking equipment (which I wouldn't know where to get anyway.)?

Another Pic, Another Page

2005-11-10T21:24:00.000-08:00

Time was ticking, and I had no clue what to get George. His party started at 9:00, and I still had to drive there!

What would a manga-loving, computer-programming, milking freak want for his birthday?

I desperately thought. Maybe I should walk around for some inspiration. Just a little thing could spark my brain.

A Random Story, From Random Pics

2005-11-10T21:08:00.000-08:00

It really all started with a birthday, or rather, a birthday present, for my friend, George.

You see, George is a very interesting person. He loves manga, computers, and milking cows. But the last one isn't his fault, George grew up on a farm, therefore it was the norm for him.

I was racking my brain for any possible present, other then some udder cream, or whatever.

Personality test

2005-11-09T09:34:00.001-08:00

Here's a dumb personality test that my friend wanted me to take.

Advanced Global Personality Test Results

Extraversion	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Stability	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	43%
Orderliness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Accommodation	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	76%
Interdependence	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Intellectual	\|\|\|\|	16%
Mystical	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Artistic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Religious	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	90%
Hedonism	\|\|	10%
Materialism	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Narcissism	\|\|\|\|	16%
Adventurousness	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	43%
Work ethic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Self absorbed	\|\|\|\|	16%
Conflict seeking	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Need to dominate	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%

Romantic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	43%
Avoidant	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	56%
Anti-authority	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Wealth	\|\|	10%
Dependency	\|\|	10%
Change averse	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Cautiousness	\|\|\|\|\|\|	30%
Individuality	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%
Sexuality	\|\|\|\|\|\|	23%
Peter pan complex	\|\|\|\|\|\|	23%
Physical security	\|\|\|\|	16%
Physical Fitness	\|\|	10%
Histrionic	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	36%
Paranoia	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	50%
Vanity	\|\|\|\|\|\|	23%
Hypersensitivity	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%
Female cliche	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	63%

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NOTHING! GOSH!

2005-11-08T16:36:00.000-08:00

GOSH! Does one ALWAYS have to have a subject in order to post on their blog? Well, the simple answer to that is no, although it does make things at least remotely interesting. Anyway , not much to talk about today. I went to church to help watch kids for the Women's morning bible studies. Then Jamie and I went to the mall, and I got some SUBWAY. Then I came home, and was headed off to babysit. Then Clarence called and cancelled. So now I'm here, and just typing this, and thinking of making a PowerPoint presentation for no reason at all. Hmmmm.....
*goes off to make a presentation*

What am I forgetting....

2005-11-04T16:20:00.000-08:00

Hmmm....what do I seem to be forgetting? Oh yeah, maybe that I haven't posted in like, forever. Let's see, what's transpired since my last post. Not much. My church had a Fall Fest for Halloween, which was lots of fun. Brian came, and we walked around checking out the games, and doing a whole lot of nothing, until U had to run the Shuffleboard at like, 7:30. Then Brian left because he had a Boy Scout thing the next morning. Man, was I beat by the time it was over. By the way, I dressed as The Tooth Fairy. Then on Monday, Jamie and I handed out candy, and went Trick-or-Treating in my neighborhood. We came home LOADED, and really tired. So we scarfed a couple chilli dogs, and watched Spaceballs.

So not much has happened. School and such goes ever on, as we all, full well know. Tomorrow night a good friend of me and my brother is having a surprise party. So, Matt's driving, and I'm gonna try to navigate us to Falcon. Big friggin deal...Woodmen to Sean's house basically. Anyway, I had better get going, because I'm babysitting tonight at 6:45, gotta eat dinner first.

I MADE APPLE PIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Running no where in every direction...

2005-10-23T21:53:00.000-07:00

Sigh, not much to report, bloggers. Can't really say that anything is going on with me and Brian. Same ol', same ol'. Just hanging out. That's it.

There's this really cool christian magazine called "brio" for teen girls. I get it every month, and I love reading it. They happen to be putting on a Mother/Daughter cruise with Inspiration Cruises and Tours. My mom and I would really love to go, but it's next to impossible for us to afford. So (this isn't something I normally do), I wrote an email telling them how much I loved the magazine, and how I loved the idea of a cruise, but couldn't afford to get to Miami (departure), let alone the actual cruise. It's not like I expect them to email back and tell me they want to pay in full for us to go. But I would like at least SOME kind of respondence. It's been like a week, and I still have nothing, ah well. Not meant to be I suppose.

In other news, I recently looked into The Honor Academy as a possibility before college (if I go to college). The Honor Academy is a campus in Texas put up by Teen Mania Ministries, the same people who put up ATF (Aquire The Fire). Since the first year after college is the most important year of your life, that when they offfer semesters. I love the idea of a school simply focused on God, 100%. But it's $7200 a semester. It's a good price of course, but still unaffordable for my family. I believe God is a BIG God, and that He can do anything. But it's still discouraging. I still have a few years to think about it, but I'm already about to throw away the brochure. :-(

Book the Twelfth

2005-10-19T21:13:00.000-07:00

Hi fellow Bloggers, not much to report from this side of cyberspace. I'm really pumped because Lemony Snicket's Book the Twelfth released yesterday. Granted, I haven't inhaled as much of the series as I would have liked, but I'm going to buy the book anyway. I'm in the process of finishing Book the Eighth, The Hostile Hospital. Then I need to read book nine, and re-read book ten and eleven. So basically, I'm going to pick up the book tomorrow and let it sit on my desk, anxiously provoking me to read the rest of the books:-) Ah well, not a problem, it'll be a good motivation. I think I'm gonna do some writing tonight, I'm sending a letter to my best friend back home, and I don't have much to talk about (as you can tell), so I need some filler. Hmm....How do you feel about an electric eel gone PI?.............

WELP!

2005-10-13T18:46:00.000-07:00

Welp, not much going on in the land of Rachel. Today I went to church to babysit Silas, and after that Mom and me ate an early dinner at Wendy's, then she took me to YAC. Brian was there so it was fun, we voted on all the bi-laws and stuff like that. Now I'm still at the library, waiting to be picked up. My Dad and brother went to a bible study tonight, and since we only have one car, they won't be able to pick me up until 9:00pm. It is now 7:49pm. Let's just say I'm really bored. I wrote a really crappy story earlier, so seeing my otherwise un-usefulness, I'll type it up. But like I said, it's really crappy.

"I can't believe I'm even doing this." Madeline took another deep breath, and checked her pack one last time. She was about to take the plunge, and she wanted to bolt. But of course, there was no where to bolt. She was 8,500 feet above sea-level, getting ready to jump out of a plane.

"Why did I ever agree to this?" Madeline asked herself.

Her boyfriend had coaxed her into going on this little escapade. And just as she had felt 45 minutes ago-when they had left the ground- she wanted to smack him.

Shane was very into the whole "thrill seeking" scene. Snowboarding, skiing, dirt biking, bull-riding, you name it, Shane did it. But Madeline was quite the opposite. She had never played a single sport in her life, that is, unless four-square counted. Now she was having major regrets about her decision. She had numerous butterflies throwing a party in her stomach. Her throat was more parched then the Sahara.

She took the umpteenth sip from her water bottle which passed by, tasteless, and unnoticed. She quietly wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. She desperately gulped for air, but none would come.

"You two about ready?" bellowed the instructor.

IT SHOULD BE MY TURN!

2005-10-10T15:45:00.000-07:00

I'm pretty bored right now. I did school all day today, which wasn't bad--just school. Oh, and I know it's been a week. And I don't really have an excuse, so ah well. I've been thinking a lot lately, and I really want a boyfriend. It seems like everyone else has one. I know I shouldn't want one just for that reason, but I do. I mean, I used to think it was because I wasn't very pretty (which hasn't changed, lol.), but now I just wonder why. I think, "Why can't I get a boyfriend if people say I'm sweet and witty and funny?". Sometimes I think it's because I don't put myself out there, like, I don't really talk to guys I don't know. I guess I'm kinda shy. I dunno, I just have a hard time approaching them, especially if I don't have a good reason. There's a guy at church that I really like, but I don't have the courage to talk to him. I MISS BRIAN! Even though we aren't dating (at least I don't think so. He'll have to let me know), I miss having him around. and IMing him. Well, I should see him at YAC on thursday night, that is if he's back. Ugh........

SUNDAY!

2005-10-02T22:31:00.000-07:00

Well, the good news is that I've gotten over whatever sickness it was that
I had. I'm feeling much better now, and it's such a relief. Anyway, this morning was church, and I actually wasn't teaching anywhere in Children's Ministry. I almost didn't know what to do with myself! I got lots of positive feedback on my new haircut, which is good because I was having a few doubts yesterday. Then I went to Brian's youth group (moc5) and had some fun. Oh, and I also gave Brian a box of junk for his birthday. But since it was from me it was "special junk". Anyway, now me and Matt are over at Noah's house. It seems like we never do anything when we come here...it used to annoy me, but now I just accept it. The only thing is, Matt and I seem to fight more when we're over here, and Noah is really a peacemaker. The only thing is, when Matt and I are fighting, it's pretty hard to get a word in edgewise. Especially if it's a sarcastic remark meant to ease the situation, which it always is. I'm hanging around here doing a whole lot of nothing. My favorite coffee drink is now officially 7/11's Pumpkin Spice Latte. If you can get to a 7/11 you HAVE to try one, trust me--try one and you'll be hooked. I got addicted last year when they first brought them out, and then they discontinued them. They 're just a seasonal thing, I suppose. Make sure to try one while you can!

I feel sick....

2005-09-30T14:54:00.000-07:00

Hi, Bloggers. Sorry I haven't posted much lately, it was real crazy when family was here, but now that they've left things have quieted down alot. But I've really not been feeling well these past few days, and I don't know why. I also chopped all my hair off yesterday to give to locks of love. It definatly feels pretty weird, and I don't like it as much. But, whats done is done, so I guess I'll just have to get usedto it.

BIG NEWS!

2005-09-21T23:07:00.000-07:00

This whole time since I've had my blog, I've never had anything cool to write about, and now I FINALLY DO! A big hurricane is expected to hit Houston, Texas over the weekend, and I have a 36-year-old brother with 6 kids under the age of 12 that live there. And they're going to have to leave at least two days outta Texas just to stay out of the storm. But they thought since they had to go that far, that they mine as well come see us. Which is really cool, because we haven't seen any of them since 2 years ago. But it's alot of work, we have much to do before they arrive tomorrow evening. I have to cut this short because I need to get back to cleaning and organizing and whatnot, but hopefully I'll be able to post updates.

Choose your side, and choose your ride

2005-09-20T12:47:00.000-07:00

Today I went to Wendy's for lunch with a friend. They have this contest going on called "choose your side and choose your ride". Select radio stations are participating in it, and it goes liek this. You keep your Wendy's receipt and listen to any of those stations, and when they announce the number, you check your receipt and call in if you have one of the numbers. I saved my receipt and I'm listening to 98.9 Magic FM waiting for them to announce. If I have the numbers, I'll get some free Wendy's food, and Joyrides passes, and get entered into the sweepstakes for a 20,000 dollar gift certificate to Phil Long. Anyway, I'm just here waiting.....waiting.........waiting......

COMMENT!

2005-09-16T15:40:00.000-07:00

Now, I know not everyone comments on everything, but still, at least let me know you want more of my story--that is, if you do. Anyway...I don't have anything to write about, so if you want more story COMMENT! I'm tough- I know. But hey, blooging isn't give and take.....wait, maybe it is. Aw, forget it.

Nothing much...

2005-09-14T21:46:00.000-07:00

Welp, nothing much has been going on lately. I plan on posting another page soon, but I want to make it last. I'm having writer's block, and I can't seem to add anything to it. Anyway, I was reading a few of the comments, and one of them stated that I lack detail in some parts of my story, and I agree with them. I am guilty of skipping over the boring parts of the story to be able to write the interesting ones. But then again, if I were Jodi, and writing a story about my life, I don't think I would write every experience with great detail. Anyway, expect another page tomorrow, maybe.

the one we (all one of us) all love

2005-09-12T12:20:00.000-07:00

She came over to her, knowing she needed a hug. “Isn’t it glorious to know that the Lord is always with us? Baby, you can talk to him about anything, anytime. His door is always open.” Jodi pulled away from the embrace and started walking down the hall, “Thank you, Mrs. Thorn, maybe I’ll see you tomorrow. Oh! And thanks for the coffee too.” Her walking turned to running, and soon she was out the door. Once outside the building she thought to herself, what was that? I never get emotional like that. What kind of book would have the power to do that to me? These questions and many others kept going through her mind on the way to school.

She walked into her classroom with her backpack swung over one shoulder. She wasn’t in the best school district, mostly because she wasn’t in the best neighborhood, either. As she walked toward her usual desk she endured the crude catcalls. “Hey baby, can I take you home tonight?” “Ooh, you lookin’ fine sweet thang.” One extremely rude guy slapped her on her lower thigh. She responded by kicking him hard in the shin, “Dang girl, why you gotta be like that?” was the response. Jodi was a very pretty girl, and guys in her school weren’t accustomed to such beauty. Her long brown hair complemented her kind green eyes. She had such a gentle spirit, but in the world she lived in, she had no chance to let it out. Unfortunately, she was used to these daily raves. The poor girl had never been truly told she was beautiful. And even worse, she didn’t think she was. The constant jeers of her father told her the exact opposite, and guys at school just saw her as a toy. Jodi quietly sat down at her desk, and took out her notebook, textbook, and a pencil. The guy who had attempted to put the moves on her shot her a dirty look, then licked his lips and smiled. Jodi knew that meant that he would try to come after her on her way home. She would have to take the back way and stay at the diner a while.

After school Jodi took one of the back streets toward the diner. But Derrick, the creep from her class, knew the way also. She earnestly hoped and prayed to the “God” she didn’t believe in to keep her safe. But, it didn’t happen. When she was halfway to the diner, Derrick fell in step with her.

ANYONE OUT THERE?!?!?!

2005-09-11T22:20:00.000-07:00

Is anyone even reading my blog anymore? Or all you all just too lazy to post a comment? I want to put up more of my story, but if no one is reading it, what's the point? Let me know if my story is wanted or pish-posh.

people....

2005-09-06T19:42:00.000-07:00

Welp, I'm not posting another page until ya'll comment on the one I already posted....

Yet another page from Jodi's life....

2005-09-05T21:18:00.000-07:00

Jodi liked Mrs. Thorn, she took care of her when her father kicked her out, and gave her home cooked meals whenever she got the chance.

“Jodi? Is that you, dear?” She called.

“Yes Mrs. Thorn, it’s me.” Jodi’s voice echoed back.

“Oh good, are you almost through?”

“Yes mam.” She called.

“Would you like some coffee?” Mrs. Thorn inquired.

“That would be great. I didn’t get a chance to get any this morning.”

“Okay, I’ll pour you a cup then, sweetie.”

Jodi heard the older woman shuffle away. Mrs. Thorn was like the grandma Jodi had never had. She was always interested in her life, and her studies. In fact, she demanded to see her report card every quarter to make sure Jodi was keeping up her grades. Mrs. Thorn had been the one to convince Jodi not to drop out of school. As much as she fought it at the time, Jodi really appreciated her for that. After drying her hair and getting dressed, Jodi walked toward the only light shining from the hallway. There she found Mrs. Thorn with her Bible open, as usual. “Come on in here child, and have some coffee.” Jodi stepped into the office and took the cup of freshly brewed java.

“Thank you Mrs. Thorn, but I have to leave now, or I’ll be late for school.”

“Hold on now,” Mrs. Thorn said, “I want to read you a little something.”

Jodi leaned up against a wall and listened to Mrs. Thorn read a passage from Psalm 23. Jodi didn’t care much for the bible, or the so-called “God”. Mrs. Thorn sure did love him though, or she, or “it”, or whatever. But some of the words Mrs. Thorn rattled off struck a cord inside her heart. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; your rod and staff they comfort me…” Mrs. Thorn looked up to see the tears in Jodi’s eyes.

2005-09-01T21:34:00.000-07:00

Well, here's another page for all you junkies, lol, I doubt there even are any:-)

The next morning Jodi was rudely awakened by her alarm clock. 6:30 am, time to get up She told herself. She rubbed the sleep dust out of her eyes, and peeped out her door. Just as she had expected, her dad was out cold from a hangover, and his “friend” must have come-to late last night and fled. Jodi couldn’t blame her, and knew that the only reason she was there before was drunkenness, brute force, drugs, or money. Her father used a combination of them to get woman at any given time. She quietly shut her door and put her textbooks in her ratty old backpack. She was long-overdue for a new one, but knew that wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. She put an empty plastic bag and a different pair of jeans into her bag as well. Usually in the mornings, innless her dad was gone on a “business trip” for the job he didn’t have, she showered at the YMCA. No one bothered her there, and some mornings she even had time to swim, one of her favorite things to do. As she passed through the living room she heard her dad’s loud snoring, and she couldn’t help giggling. Once at the Y, she was surprised to not hear the laughs and splashes of the 5-8 swim class that was usually going on. She peeked around the corner to the pool and saw no one. Oh well, she figured, more peace and quiet. She set her stuff outside of a stall, and started to take off her clothes. Dangit!, she remembered, I forgot a towel! Relieved, she looked over to see the large community hamper of towels in the corner. She usually didn’t like the idea of using someone else’s towel, but she had to make an exception this morning, she had no other option. On bare feet she padded over to the basket and took out a towel. She wrapped it around herself and stepped into the shower. The hot water rained down her back, and engulfed her hair. The steamy freshness it brought seemed to wash away all her problems. She didn’t know how it happened, it just did. Suddenly, she heard footsteps in the bathroom. She tensed up, and then calmed herself. It’s probably just the janitor, or another early bird, like me. Still, curiosity pinched at her, so she very quietly, very slowly, slid the curtain open an inch. She looked out and was relieved to see the body of Mrs. Thorn.

More Pics....

2005-08-31T22:24:00.000-07:00

Fun Pics Of Things I Like...

2005-08-31T22:09:00.000-07:00

.....Nah.....

2005-08-31T22:04:00.000-07:00

Posting picture is much easier then I thought, I'll do a few more, just for fun....

How I Picture Jodi

2005-08-31T22:02:00.000-07:00

Until I find a better "model", this is how I picture Jodi.

Here it goes....first page of my story

2005-08-31T22:00:00.000-07:00

Jodi

Cold and numb, Jodi stuck her hands in her pockets. She didn’t know how much longer she could bare this cold. Freezing rain and sleet had poured on and off that day. The winter air bit her nose, and stung her cheeks. The fact that she had been crying didn’t really help. She put her hood up and rubbed her hands together to warm her up. Her thin jeans were wet, and her zip-up hoodie was hardly a winter coat. At last, she was home, not really somewhere she enjoyed being. She had gotten used to being on the streets, but on a night as cold as tonight she couldn’t sleep outside. She was welcomed by the familiar yelling of her father and ominous blare of the TV. Another thing she had learned was to tune out the drunken wails of one of her dad’s many lady friends. Before she could retreat to her room, her dad grabbed her shoulder and shook her violently. She didn’t pay attention to what he said, but cringed when some cigarette ash landed on her face when he waived it at her for emphasis. She broke his grip and slammed and locked her door in his face. This was pretty much her nightly routine whenever she had to be home. She hung up her slightly-wet jacket, and peeled off her soaked socks. She realized that she should probably wear her combat boots tomorrow, instead of her Converse high-tops. As much as she liked the shoes, they weren’t much for snow. She put on a pair of sweats and a sweater. She deeply wished for some homemade hot cocoa that her mom used to make. She lay down on her “bed” (it was really just a mattress on the floor), and picked up her book. Books were her way of escaping. They took her to far away kingdoms and fantasy lands. They told her of fairies and mountains and creatures alike. She wished she could jump into the scenario of her book, instead of having to endure another day in her life. After devouring 5 whole chapters, she called it a night, not ready to leave her characters all alone.

My Story

2005-08-31T21:59:00.000-07:00

My story is a bit of a doozy. So I'm going to post it page by page. It gets pretty adicting, so hopefully you'll want to read more.

Same Ol', same ol'

2005-08-31T21:26:00.000-07:00

Well, Mom wasn't feeling well tonight, so she decided not to go to church with us. And because she didn't go I had to take her place in the nursery. I mean, the nursery isn't that bad, I just really didn't want to be there. I was looking all nice for youth group, but I couldn't go. Not that there is anyone to look nice for, anyone available and in my league, that is. But it's still fun to hang out with my friends. Anyway, now I'm back at home, doing nothing with my time. I'm taking a trip to Elitches (Six Flags Elitch Gardens) on Friday though, which will be fun. I really wanted to take one last trip before it closed. I didn't think I was going to go for a while, but it came together at the last minute. Too bad I won't be riding with some cute guy, that way I could pretend to be scared on roller coasters and hold on to him. HA! I wish....

New Friends....

2005-08-30T22:14:00.000-07:00

MUCH THANKS to all that commented. I got a few suggestions, and I'm going to try some of them. Wow, that many people really think I have a great blog? How did that happen (even better then I planned, lol)? Anyway, a bunch of people mentioned "bookmarking" me. How exactly do you do that? Anyhow, I'll try to post that story on here, then you guys can all see what a bad writer I am, lol.

Hmm..well, maybe no story after all

2005-08-30T15:39:00.000-07:00

Well, It won't let me just copy and paste it from Word into this. I don't know why, and I really don't want to type it all. Any suggestions from anyone?

Good Books...

2005-08-30T15:34:00.000-07:00

Nothing to report, today, either. No one is online to talk to, not even Patrick or Brian (who are usually on all the time). I've been pretty lazy today, just lying around the house, watching TV, movies, or playing video games, or reading- or posting this, I suppose. Anyway, I'm reading some really good books now. My favorites are Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. I like them because they are so well written, and very easy to relate to, even if they aren't too realistic. I;'ve also been working on a story of my own for the past few months. I'll post it on here (it's pretty long), and as I add to it I will post updates.

Nothing In Particular

2005-08-29T23:33:00.000-07:00

Well, as usual, nothing exciting happened today. But I did go to the library, which opens up a whole new window of opportunity. I brought home quite a few books and have been absorbed in one almost since I got home. OH! And I got a "Where's Waldo" book. Man, I sure do love that guy, but, rationally, who gets lost that often?

Saturday.......

2005-08-27T20:15:00.000-07:00

Well, nothing of interest happened today. I babysat most of the day, and then watched Happy Gilmore....HILARIOUS movie. I've seen it before, but it was just as funny this time. Then I watched Edward Scissorhands, also a great movie. A bit depressing, but still very good. Anyway, tomorrow is church, and I get to teach the three year olds class, don't get me wrong, I love those kids. But sometimes I like a little break (I wasn't supposed to teach, I am filling in for another teacher). Anyway, all for now...more tomorrow, maybe.

TITLE?!?!? Nobody wants that....

2005-08-26T15:05:00.000-07:00

I had a blog....yeah, but I deleted it. I was bored with it, so I made a new one. And I'm not going to go through boring backround info.....my name is Rachel....read my blog if you want to. If you don't want to....then oh well, I'll live. I have but a few friends here, on Blogger. There's Brian (captainbizzaro), Patrick (PakAttack) and Jamie, which, come to think of it, I don't know her screen name. Anyway....I'm not doing anything now. Nobody is online to talk to, and I'm getting bored. Maybe I'll let the hem out of my jeans......, oh wait, I already did that. GAH! Jamie is hanging out with her boyfriend, and then she was going to call me later if they were gonna see a movie or something. Maybe she will....maybe she won't. It's a 50-50, but not necessarily in my favor. STUPID FRIGGIN JOSH GROBAN! They keep playing him on my Yahoo! Launchcast station, and I don't like it! And the Spice Girls, they keep playing them too. Oh please, does that even deserve a statement?