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Well, it’s been a while!

So sorry I haven’t posted in a while! I’ve kind of neglected the blog- whoops! Promise I’ll keep updating it every day or two again. I’ve just been quite busy with school, and my show. Only about fifteen days left until the performance.

Anyways, thanks a bunch for your kind words on my hamster! I’m proud to say he’s a lot better. I think moving him out of his old cage was stressful, so I put him back in the old Habitrail Ovo and he’s fine now. He’s still drinking a lot (and soaking his cage), but otherwise he doesn’t appear to be very ill.

In other hamster-related news, I got another little companion! He’s a black Syrian, and I named him Max. He’s very cute, and enjoys falling asleep in my hand. And licking my fingernails. Maybe nail polish tastes good to him…?

Anyways, I’ve got a story I want to share with you guys. I’ve been meaning to post it for a while now, but like I said, I’ve been busy and I kept forgetting! I was at rehearsal last week when two of my good friends, Jayna and Andrew, had a quite serious talk about religion. Andrew is a devoted Christian, but Jayna is an atheist. She finds the whole religious thing a bit hard to understand, so she and Andrew got into a big discussion about it. At first Jayna was just asking simple questions about God and Jesus and the Bible, and Andrew answered them, but after a while Andrew went into full-fledged lecture mode. When it was time to go back in and rehearse our scenes, Jayna started to cry. She told me she felt like she was being judged and prosecuted for something, and she felt really awful.

I think that would be a good example of somebody shoving their religion down another’s throat when they don’t really want you to. I think preaching about God is a really wonderful thing, but when you do so, choose your words wisely, or else you may come off too strong, like Andrew did to Jayna. Anybody else have a story like this? Any opinions? I love hearing from you guys. ūüôā

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May 8, 2008 at 8:41 pm 4 comments

Hamster Emergency

Well, I haven’t posted in a while. Why? I’ve been sick. SPRING IS EVIL, I TELL YOU! I came down with a sinus infection, and the fact that pollen’s everywhere these days didn’t really ease my suffering. However, I’m a lot better now, for the most part.
Anyways, today I woke up to find something rather odd. My Campbell’s dwarf hamster, Binky, was shaking like crazy and could barely walk. We did some research, called the vet, and observed him more, and we’ve concluded he’s got diabetes. He does drink and urinate a lot, and shaking is a symptom, and his breed of hamster is commonly effected. I was crying my eyes out- he was in awful shape. He’s doing better now, though. He’s walking around, not shaking as much, and is getting back to his normal self. But we’re not out of the woods yet.
I’m really attached to the little guy, if you haven’t noticed (I’m a huge hamster fanatic). So please send your thoughts and prayers his way- I hate seeing him suffer. Thanks a bunch, everyone. Binky’s my baby, and I’d hate to lose him.

April 18, 2008 at 4:20 pm 6 comments

Teens and their mothers

I went to Target today again, after babysitting for a girl down my street. Going down there has become a regular thing for me, I s’pose. Of course, I took my babysitting money. I got Mom a boquet of flowers. They were cheap ($5.30), but I think she really appreciated them. Right now they’re sitting in a nice little glass vase in the kitchen.

If you haven’t guessed already, my mom and I have an INCREDIBLY close relationship. Most girls my age think their mother is the worst thing that’s ever happened to them. I know better. My mother is my best friend. But one of my close friends, Amy, doesn’t feel that way about her¬†mom. She basically considers her her mortal enemy, which I think is sad. The poor woman is a single parent, and she’s trying so hard to please Amy. But Amy doesn’t¬†want anything to do with her mom. Sure, her mom¬†can be a bit annoying and embarrassing, but Amy should still treat her with respect instead of yelling “MOM, GET OUT!” whenever she comes near her.

The way I see it, mother-daughter relationships are a two way street, and most of the time, the mother is more than willing to¬†give her part. However, the¬†daughter pulls away. In the typical family, the mother would like noting more than her daughter to pay attention to her, but her daughter doesn’t give her the time of day because she finds her mother “embarrassing”. Which is really sad. I’m not saying it’s always like this- sometimes the daughter wants to have a relationship with her mother, but her mother is too busy to notice her¬†kid. But a lot of the time it’s the other way around.

So girls, next time you get the chance, maybe do something sweet for your mother. Buy her a card, make her something meaningful, or just sit down and talk with her. She’ll appreciate it. Y’know, your mother really isn’t that bad. Bear in mind that¬†I’m not saying every kid should have the relationship I have with my mom. I’m just saying not to completely shut them out and treat them like dirt. At least make an effort to show your mom you care. ūüôā

April 13, 2008 at 10:24 pm 3 comments

When severe weather comes knocking…

I biked down to the¬†shopping complex by my house¬†again today. Yes, I knew there was going to be some bad weather later on in the day, but I didn’t think it’d hit while I was down there. After all¬†I didn’t plan to stay long- just needed to pick up some stuff for my mom at a hair place and Target, and maybe window shop a bit. So after about an hour and a half (I did end up window shopping…), I ended up at Target in the magazine section. I was about halfway through some article in a celebrity gossip magazine when my cell phone started to ring. And it was my mom. So I answer it and¬†hear, “You need to come home. Now. The tornado sirens are going off.” Of course, my first thought was OH CRUD! I’m NOT riding my bike home in this weather! So I wait about five minutes, buy the tomatoes Mom needed, hop on my bike, and ride away, but not before hearing two Target employees taking a smoke break¬†discuss the weather. According to them, a pretty severe tornado touched down near where we live.¬†DARNIT!

I pedaled as fast¬†as I possibly¬†could (which was actually surprisingly fast) and mumbled a prayer to myself. The clouds were definitely getting grayer, and the wind was picking up. Oh yeah, and by now I was kinda frantic. So I do a little pleading with God. Our conversatin went something along the lines of this: “Is it starting to rain? God, please don’t let it rain. Not while I’m pedaling. Please. Erm, well, I guess it’s nice¬†that you’ve at least kept me safe so far. And that’s what really counts. You know, me not dying and all… but if you want me to die in this tornado because that’s part of your plan or something, I won’t be angry. So I guess I could die. But, uh, it’s up to you, and- CRUD! The rain’s getting heavier!” C’mon- I was really freaking out there!Thankfully I got home before the rain really picked up (which it did, trust me).

And, for those curious, the tornadic weather is gone, and I’m safe and sound. And alive. Phew! ūüôā

April 11, 2008 at 10:14 pm 13 comments

Back when life was simple…

Today was quite interesting. Rode my bike down to the Target complex near my house, picked up a book at Barnes and Nobel (for those curious, it was “The Big Picture” by Jenny B. Jones- the latest of the Katie Parker series I talked about here), just walked around the complex, then finally sat down and read for three hours. I’m such a bookworm. After getting pretty far in the book, I biked down to Wendy’s and grabbed a hamburger.

Anyways, I sat down across from four girls who looked about eight. They appeared to be good friends having a playdate. The mother who was chaperoning the girls was a bit stressed out, and I don’t really blame her! The girls were quite rowdy. I watched them the entire time I was there, and I was strongly reminded of myself as a little kid.

You know what I miss most about being a little kid? My innocence, that’s what. Back then¬†I didn’t have to worry about AIDs¬†or the starving children in Africa or teen pregnancy or drugs, or any other not-so-kid-friendly matters. My world was a happy, safe, clean place, and nothing really¬†bad could ever happen in it. I had my friends and my family and my school, and that’s really all I had to worry about. Now that I’m older, however, the world isn’t such a happy, clean, safe place, and I do worry about some pretty serious stuff. I miss being¬†8 and just breezing by in life.

Another thing I miss was the simplicity of my social life. I had¬†two or three close friends that I hung out with, and got along with most girls. Boys, of course,¬†were cute, but you couldn’t¬†be friends with them.¬†Sure, there were some mean girls, but they weren’t half as vicious as the older kids (which I learned soon enough). You had sleepovers with your good friends every couple of weeks and stayed up listening to the newest Disney Channel sensation and playing pretend games until your mother came in and said it was time for bed around 10 or 11 PM. Then you crawled in your sleeping bag and talked about everything from clothes to the boys you had a “crush” on- and back then, a crush meant simply a guy that you thought was relatively good-looking. Sometimes you’d have playdates with those friends and go to the mall or the park or to someone else’s house (with a parent standing by,¬†of course). And maybe sometimes you’d go home together after school to finish up the small amount of homework your third grade teacher had assigned.And that was your social life. It was all so easy. Life isn’t so easy now.

So what about you? What do you miss most about being a little kid? I want to know your opinions. Thanks a bunch for reading.

April 10, 2008 at 9:07 pm 5 comments

Family stuff!

Well, my aunt and younger cousins came down here for the weekend (they actually left today). And let me tell you, it’s little visits like these that reminds me how far from normal my family is. Now, don’t get me wrong- I love my family very, very much… but I’ll be the first to admit we all have issues. Since my aunt and cousin stayed with family that lives in town, I got to spend the entire weekend with all of them. Now that I think about it, actually… maybe we spent a bit¬†too much time together…

Well, the visiting cousin, who turned 11 Friday, just so happens to be in the “gangsta” stage. Which means he wears giant shorts,¬†T-shirts that reach his knees, puffy shoes, and oversized hats. Oh yeah, and you can’t forget the “bling bling” (which, in my cousin’s case, just so happened to be this giant, chunky necklace made out of rubber bands), and the fact that he’s got his iPod jammed in his ears 24/7. My other cousin, who turned 13 in March, is the same way.

Then there’s my grandmother… she plays a big role in the church she goes to (it’s not my church, though). I only go there when family’s in town or if I’ve spent the night over there. Well, I went this Sunday… and found out that my grandmother really likes to “get down” during the Praise and Worship songs. I mean,¬†REALLY get down. In front of the entire church. ūüėĮ I didn’t know whether to laugh or scream.

Oh yes, and did I mention that the aunt that lives in town is really¬†emotional?¬†She cries over the littlest stuff.¬†The aunt that lives out of town, however, knows how to do the Soulja Boy and the 2-step, and she claims her favorite song is SexyBack.¬† I’m convinced my brother is part monkey, my mother is a germ freak, and¬†my dad is… well, my dad!

But you know what? As crazy as these people may be, they mean the world to me somehow. Maybe I’m just as crazy as they are… ūüėČ

April 8, 2008 at 2:39 pm 3 comments

My religion

Today I think I’m actually going to type up a Christianity-related post. Ooh, yay! I think you guys have already figured out that I’m¬†a Christian… if not, now you know. However, I’m not the best Christian out there. That’s an area I’m working on. I think I’d be a much, much better Christian if my family had gone to a church conisistantly for the past couple of years. My parents just kind of slacked off on going to one¬†(I think it started with their disagreement on what¬†church we should go to in the first place).¬†As a result,¬†I went through my tween years without a good church home, and that really impacted my faith. I’m trying to regain what I lost, though. We’ve decided to start going to a church again, and I plan on getting very involved with the youth group. One of the things that helped me regain my faith was reading some Christian fiction novels- they’re really neat. I wrote about my two favorite series in a previous post.

A¬†couple of my non-Christian friends are curious about why I’m determined to have and keep such a close relationship with Jesus. I think that answer is obvious- He’s my savior! He died on the cross for ME! His love is unconditional. Jesus cares- He cares so much He gave His life for mankind. And that’s why I’m a Christian. However, I’m not one of those Christians who shoves my religion down everyone’s throat. That’s kind of obnoxious…

April 5, 2008 at 12:55 pm 12 comments

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