Down the Lane

So, if you can't tell, I've been rather busy lately, and honestly, I've had very little to talk about. My life has been really repedative lately, and I don't think you want to hear the same narrative over and over again.

If you cannot tell, I've had writer's block for quite some time now. Don't think that I haven't tried, because I I've started so many times that I cannot even count them all. I ripped far too many pages out of my notebook in the past month. As soon as I finish a poem, I'll post it all for my *cough* "valued readers" *cough*.

So, I've gotten like 10 hours of sleep this weekend, because I worked until 11:30 on Friday, and had to get up at five in the morning on Saturday for the pancake breakfast that my scout troop was holding. Who in their right mind is going to get up and come to a pancake breakfast at seven in the morning on a Saturday? Anyhow, once that was over, we had a surprise birthday party for my sister, Elizabeth, because she is turning 21 in a few days. And once that was over, Beth invited us to go bowling, so I went bowling, at midnight. We didn't get home until almost four in the morning, so, I had been up for twenty three hours. I got like six hours of sleep last night, and now I'm really tired, but I get to sleep in tomorrow until like two in the afternoon, so it's all good.

As I was saying, we went bowling last night. Christopher reserved two lanes for his group of friends, and one for me and my "small" group. Well, Corrine went bowling with us last night, and I invited Kevin because I was supposed to go out with him last night anyhow. We drove him to the bowling alley, but we had no way to get him home, because Beth was not going to drive us home last night. So, to get him home, Kevin called Brandon Filinger. Of course, Brandon called two of his friends, and it ended up that my one lane had more people on it then Christopher's two lanes combined. We had to pass Corrine over to them, and the man at the counter gave us one more lane, so we were able to bowl five games. I was actually doing fantastic, because I was trying to do what my father was teaching me the last time we went bowling. I was kicking everyone's butt, and Beth was mad because she was a worse bowler than I was. Every game, she thought she was going to beat me, but I somehow came out with a higher score every time.

Anyhow, that's life. We ended up playing around at like 2:30, and Brandon got our lanes shut down, but we had fun. Otherwise, my week has been pretty mundane. Thanksgiving was this week, and I ate a lot, but other then that I don't remember much. I hope everyone else ate a lot on Thanksgiving, and got fat, like I am getting. I have to stop eating pie, because I had three pieced this week.

Well, that's all I got.

Later,

♠Joshua Laughlin♠

Faster Than Fast, Quicker Than Quick

Welp, I'm going to try and say this all as quickly as possible.

I've been trying to get everything moved onto my web site. As of right now, most everything is working, and I think that I am going to correct the only mistage right after I post this. As you can tell, everything is being moved successfully.

I have recently been moved to work on Grill 1 at the Hot Dog Shoppe. This was a surprise to me, but it seems that I'm fast enough for Chuck, so, I must be fast. Chuck told me I did a great job today, but that I still needed a little trimming around the edges. Well, today was a Friday, of course I'm not going to do perfect if my first major time on Grill 1 is a Friday.

Otherwise, I'm good. I just finished Hell on Ice The Saga of the Jeanette, and the second book in the Dark Tower Series, The Drawing of the Three. I am currently working on a book called Crime and Punishment, and when I am finished with that I will be reading Grapes of Wrath for a school book report.

I suppose I cannot make a quick overview of anything, because I love details. Oh well...

Later,

♠Joshua Laughlin♠

Midnight Musings

Well, I just got off of work...a half an hour ago. If you haven't looked at the time tag yet, it's 12:00 am. Yeah, and this is day 2 I've worked this late, in a row.

I have to request less hours...I am losing too much sleep over this job. Otherwise I am uneffected.

I'm getting all of my work done in school, in fact I am actually reading a book at my own liesure right now. I'm not getting very far, because it's an old book and it's written in sailor's jargon, but it's a good book from what I can understand. I've read a few of the passages three or four times.

Also, it's rather late, and I couldn't come up with a catchy and creative title, so I just looked at the book sitting next to me, "Twilight Musings," and put Midnight instead. You all thought it was creative though, didn't you?

Oh yes, I suppose sinse it has been so long sinse my last post that none of you have heard about my fight.

I got in a fight with a fry basket. Well, that's when I found out that hot metal has an advantage over skin...the fact that it burns the skin might be it, but I'm not too sure. I do know this, it only takes a couple of seconds to created quite a burn. This one is an eighth of an inch wide and 2 and a half inches long. I just got through the peeling period, so now for a few weeks I'll have nice fresh pink skin there. That's going to be something I won't be able to forget for quite some time...if you know what I mean.

Otherwise, I'm going out to a camporee tomorrow. I'm not all too sure what it's about, so I'll hopfully update you Sunday before I go to work with the same rediculous hours as these past two nights. At least I requested tomorrow off...

I suppose I've said enough. If anyone is still reading at this point, pat yourself on the back. You're devoted readers, and I applaud you. This is the place where I should put some big secret that the lazy people would miss...hm...what to say...what to say...oh man...I don't know. Make something up for yourselves. Pretend I said something really cool right here, and tell everyone else that they need to update their blogs, because I'm starting to think that the whole "blogging" thing has gone out of style. It's a good thing that I never started for the fad in the first place.

Later,

♠Joshua Laughlin♠

And It's Been a While

Well, as you can see, it has been a while sinse the last time I posted. Actually, I've been quite busy, for I haven't been on the computer for my own leisure in over a week, closer to ten days.

Well here I am, wasting my life on this computer. I just finished my book, Don Quixote, and took my test on it this morning. I have come to the conclusion that I will never read a nine hundred page book for a report again. That was a hassel, though the book was amazing. The one problem, though, with my reading that book is that as of late I have been speaking in Old English. I have even been thinking oddly, my thoughts all sounding much like those of Don Quixote de La Mancha, of course without all of the insane thoughts of being a Knight Errant.

I have not written poem, lyric, verse, or anything else for that matter, except of course two articles for my journalism class, sinse the last time I posted.

Well, here I am, now almost a month sinse the last time I have written anything, in a long drag and stuck within writer's lag. I am hoping that now that my book is complete I will be able to sit back and have some free time. Hopefully with this free time I will be able to write down some of my thoughts, for I have many and none have been recorded in this past month.

On another note, I am excelling well in the Hot Dog Shoppe. I am currently working both friars and on grill 2. For all of you that do not know, grill 2 is the grill that prepares the hot dogs for the orders in. I am working now twenty five to thirty hours a week, though I may have to ask for a few less hours. We shall see in due time.

Otherwise, I have nothing left to say. Stay strong, and use your minds always and constantly, for without them we are all lost. Lastly, to quote Don Quixote himself, "You must consider what you are, seeking to know yourself, which is the most difficult task conceivable."

Later,
Joshua

The Fries, They BURN!

So, last night I started work at the Hot Dog Shoppe, and let me tell you, fries hurt. Not only does the grease burn if the fries miss the basket, but the fries BURNed most when I was trying to put them into packages. That little tool that I had to use to pick up the fries is not as easy to use as I thought it was. The tool I use is like a funnel, except the funnel is flat and open. I scoop the fries into the top, and they're supposed to come slowly out the bottom and into the bowl or bag that I'm putting them into. Unfortunately, it's not that simple. The fries fall out in every direction, because it's not a closed funnel, as I have already said. So, while I'm holding the bowl or the bag that I'm putting fries in, most of the fries are falling off the sides of the funnel and onto my HANDS! Yeah, that hurts. They're REALLY hot fries.

Otherwise, we're working towards our first paper in journalism class starting today. Our first deadline is next friday, a week from tomorrow, but I've finished my two articles already. I'm going to have them checked tomorrow for "substance" and errors, correct them, and hopefully have them in by Monday.

I am officially bogged down with homework this evening, and yet here I am, waisting valuable time on this blasted computer. I got a rediculous assignment today, that should have been due Monday, but of course we're not going to take our time, so it's due tomorrow. The good news is that it's only a one hundred point assignment, so if I screw it up, it's not like I'll be losing a lot of points. You see, that's sarcasm.

Well, that's my life, mostly. Yeah, I know, boring.

Later,
Joshua

Catnap

Well, the first week of school is over. I officially got my first bit of homework today. At least it was work assigned to be done outside of class. I finished it at school today, so, in essence, I had no homework.

As I said before, the classes are alright. I enjoy most of my classes, but there are a few that I don't really like. I am really enjoying my journalism and web page design classes, because they're on topics that interest me, and I like the teachers.

So, yesterday during eighth period (web page design class) I all of the sudden got extremely tired. I don't know why. So, I had a meeting for FBLA yesterday, and I was practically sleeping through the meeting, and I'm the vice president. I walked home, thinking that it would help wake me up, but as soon as I got home, I had to lie down. Not long after I lied down I fell asleep, not to wake up for a couple of hours. Now, I'm not one to take naps. In fact, I haven't taken a nap during the day for a long, long time. At least not outside of camp. Yesterday I just needed a nap.

Well, that's about all of my boring life. No, wait! My first day at work is this upcomming Wednesday.

Later,
Joshua

And The Late Bell Rings

So, School started today. Luckily, I finished all of my summer reading this past weekend. Unfortunately, the class that I had to read for wasn't even in session today.

I have Ms. Selby FIRST PERIOD. Otherwise, my schedual is great. I'm in a programming class and a web page design class, and even though I didn't get to go to the programming class, I think it's going to be great, because I have the same teacher for web page design.

Well, school was alright today. Some of the classes were good, others were not so good. I don't know what I'm going to think in six months or so, but right now I think everything will be fine.

So, yesterday I went to my orientation for my upcoming job at the Hot Dog Shoppe. Well, I was told to be there at 1:30. The orientation didn't start until 3:00. I was there an hour and a half too early. I was never called and told that the time was changed. Oh well.

Well, I have to go.

Later,
Joshua

Homework's Due

Wow, this summer went fast.

Camp was fun, and I met a bunch of new people. I had a few new experiences, like a nail in my foot. But all in all, it felt way too much like a dream. Tell you what, though, coming home was a big wake up on reality. I was thrown right back into the real world.

I had forgotten how much goes on in one week. Which is about how long I've been home. At least at camp, there weren't many surprises, which is what I like, and what I grew used to, but here at home, there's something new going on all the time. It's hard to keep up, when I'm used to traveling at such a slow and generally smooth pace. I've been home just a little over a week, and it feels like I've been home for a month or two.

To top it all off, I still have to read one more book. I'm reading Stephen King's Novel "The Gunslinger," and it's fantastic. Unfortunately, I'm having trouble finding time to read it. Between the mass hysteria at my mother's house and the few things I need to do, such as chores and check my email, at my father's house, I haven't really been able to get very far.

I'm also hopefully getting a new job. I put in an application, went to an interview, and this Monday I have to go to a training session. I'm hoping that the training will go alright, and that I can start working as early as next weekend (the first weekend in September).

I also figured out how to fix my blog so that my friend Fran's blog can be viewed from a link on the side of my blog. I had to figure it out by myself, because my father fixed the other links to my family's blogs. It took a while, but it looks good, so go check out his blog, he's new and he needs some comments.

Well, that's life after camp. It takes a while, but I'm starting to get used to it again.

Later,
Joshua

Closing Up

Well, I came home.

Camp is over...Thank God. (Seriously)

Well, closing the camp is killer. Even worse this year then last, because this year we were pretty much done on Saturday. If you don't know, that's the day that the last campers leave. We worked until nine that night. I got the SPECIAL jobs. I got to go clean the latrines (big holes in the ground with toilet seats over them). Then I got to scrub the trash cans. Then on Sunday, I had the amazing opportunity to be voluntold to clean the showers.

Week eight was pretty good, though. I had an awsome troop to site guide, though there were only four boys. They were fun, and I think they really looked up to me. They asked for my mailing address before they left, I'm expecting a letter sometime soon. I taught them how to play poker, and Texas Hold'em, and Blackjack. That was fun. They built a bridge. It was pretty nice. They were also exceptional at folding tents. The tents that they folded were better then the tents that some of the staff folded.

My area, however, was chaos this week. On the five mile hike we took this week, one kid got a nosebleed. While I was helping him, we were stopped for about ten minutes, two kids got into a fight. I had to break that up, and separate them. That was fun.

All in all, the summer was pretty good. I had some good times, and I got screwed over quite a bit, but it was alright. I'm not going back next year for sure, but maybe the year after next?

Welp, that's about it. I haven't had time to write anything, so, I've got nothing else.

Later,
Joshua

Final Countdown

So, here I am, for what, the forth time this summer, sitting in front of this computer.

I finally remembered my poems, but it doesn't matter much now, because the count went from two to four, and I'd have posted them in a week anyhow.

Speaking of which, I'll be back for good in a week from this coming Monday. I do believe that is the Fourteenth of August. So, instead of the twelve days at home, I'll get fourteen, plus four, so eighteen.

That's quite an accomplishment for me!

Well, I think I'll post those poems now...

See You All Next Monday,
Trevor The Angry Beaver

The Forgetful Beaver

Ok, here I am again, at home. I came home, and this was the one time I planned to be here. I still forgot my notebook. I'll have to give it too my dad tomorrow. My two new poems should be on here soon. I know I've been saying that for quite a while now.

So, this week I got a new nick-name. Someone looked at me one night and said, "You know, I think I'm gonna start calling you Angry Beaver!" So, now I'm not only Trevor, I'm The Angry Beaver. Unfortunately, I'm very forgetful. I've renamed myself The Forgetful Beaver. No one will accept it. Oh well.

I looked in my notebook, there are only two poems, the third one is still a work in process. It may take a while. I don't know if I'll even finish it. I may scrap it. It's not that great. Otherwise, I like the other two. They aren't my favorites, but I at least like them, and if you've ever talked to me about my poetry, that's saying a lot.

Well, my foot's healing all good now, though I still can't swim. I did get to go canoeing this week. That was fun. I havn't gone canoeing in a while. I had to put my foot in a plastic bag, though.

As for the rest of the week, it was pretty routine. Wait, I did get my brotherhood. For all of you that have no idea about scouting, it's like level two in the Order of the Arrow. There are only three levels. Other then that, it was an ordinary week. It rained a lot, but we made it through.

I'm sad, though, because for the first two weeks, I was getting a letter every other day. These past two weeks I've received one.

Well, I hope everyone out there is having a great summer, hopefully my new poems will be on here in a few days, because by now they're not exactly new. I wrote them about a month ago now. Sorry about that.

I'm outtie,
Joshua/Trevor/TheAngryBeaver

Hey! That's Not Grass!

Alright, so here I am again, at home. Otherwise, where I was not expecting to be for another week or two. So, it's only been two weeks, wow. I just started week five, but then I had to leave. I'm not going to be at camp for the first day of program tomorrow, which bites, but I'm not getting disciplined for it. Actually, I had to come home. The grass is a little sharp on the far end of the aquatics area. Well, the nails sticking out of the log that's hidden in the grass is at least. So, I stepped on a nail, and I went to the hospital. The U-town hospital has got to be the worst hospital ever. I had to get an X-ray, and a tetanus shot. I wasn't allowed to walk on my foot in the hospital, so this guy wheeled me around in a wheelchair. He pushed the chair so slow. A baby could have crawled faster then this guy was pushing me. So I found out I may need surgery, which is why I'm back, for a second opinion. Otherwise, yesterday I got to shoot a twelve-gage shotgun with a professional, and of course Kevin Dowling. Kevin is my ultimate boss at camp. He's the reservation director, and some other fancy stuff. So, you know, spending a day with him is a good way to make yourself look good. I did terrible, though. Those clay pigeons are hard to hit, and they move fast. Oh well, a one hit for every five shots isn't that bad. Well, I have now two, or three poems I have to post. I still don't have them. I'll have to mail them home, and have my dad post them. Yeah, that will work. They should be here sometime within the next three weeks.

iChEeRaLoT, you are not boring.

Later,
Joshua/Trevor

Week Two: The Surprise Return

So, I was expected a day of rest and relaxation after a long week with a bunch of rowdy scouts today. Well, I got it, but not where I expected it. My dad showed up at a quarter to one this afternoon, and I got to leave! I wasn't expecting to come home, I thought we were just going to go out, get some REAL FOOD, and stop and pick up a few things that I need, but it ended up with me showing up here. Therefore, this is Josh typing, not my father. I'm spending tonight in my own bed, and though I didn't get to do my laundry today, and I didn't get to sleep fourteen hours like I planned, I had a fun day. I came home for two reasons. Reason number one was because there was not a single ARBY'S in Uniontown. Reason numer two was because my dad was going to see Click tonight with my uncle, and I wanted to see the movie and spend some time with my uncle. As I said before, this was a surprise return, so I did not get a chance to bring my notebook, which contains a poem that I have written in this past week, and one that I've been working on for two. I can't remember it word for word, so I'm sorry, but you're going to have to wait for the new poem. I'll give it to my dad next weekend and he'll publish it for all of my valued readers, which I just found out I have. Someone named Jen has been reading my poems, not sure who that is, but thanks Jen. Someone else, iChEeRaLoT, has at least read one of my posts. I'm hoping she'll keep reading as well. Yey! I have readers now. Well, I guess that's it. NO WAIT!!!! I almost forgot to talk about Click. Alright, for all of you that want to see it because it looks like a great movie, yeah, think twice. This definitely wasn't my favorite Adam Sandler movie. It wasn't very funny, and it's ending is sort of storybook. I don't want to give anything else away, but I thought that it was going to be better. Alright, that's everything. Later everyone. (much later, probably)

Final Touches

Hey, this will be my last post, at least probably, until August 16. I'm going again to summer camp for ten weeks this year, and of course there's no computer there. So, I'm here to make the final touches to my blog for this summer. There may or may not be posts here during the summer, posts about interesting going ons at camp, or poems that I have written, but they will not have been posted by me. Though the posts will be my thoughts, they will not have my heart, because I won't be able to post them personally, and I can't go off on my tangents if I'm not behind the keyboard. I hope you all have a great summer, and I can't wait to get back behind this keyboard and update you all on the great summer I've had. SCHOOL'S OUT!!...and I'm off to work. Ironical, ain't it?

The Great Finale

We all know that everything has to end with a Great Finale. A fireworks show always has a fantastic ending, and all the books I've ever read have a finale that wrap up the text. So, naturally, a school year has to end with FINALS!!! Alright, I'm not trying to complain, but eight finals in two days is kind of ridiculous. All of the teachers wanted to do the finals last week, so that we could do two a day for four days, and use this week for make up and finishing lessons. The finals were all clumped into two days, though, and I'm SO HAPPY that they are over. I just got back my final book analysis from my English teacher (we did our final early in her class because it took five days) and I got an A. Not only that, but out of the two CP English 10 classes, MY grade was ranked third, that's third out nearly forty students. I'm so happy that the stress of finals, and school for that matter, is over. Now all I have to stress about is camp, which I leave for on Friday, that's three days to pack. Guess what, camp has a Great Finale too, it's called clean up week, and I can definitely wait for it.

New Game

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been rather busy, and I just got a new game. Well, just got it two weeks ago. I beat it the other night. The game is

Kingdom Hearts II. It's a fantastic game, and plays better than the first one did. There are a lot of new things the main character, Sora, can do. He can weild a second blade, and do a lot of awsome new moves. Not only that, there is a new thing on this game called reaction commands, so players can use different moves at different times to do things impossible on the first game.

For the people who played "A Chain of Memories" and didn't enjoy the card battling, don't worry, there are no cards in this game.

The first five hours or so, you are not Sora, but I don't want to spoil any more for the people that want to play it, so go get it and find out for yourself.

One last thing. I know that it's not that hard to get to the credits, but the game was designed to have more things to do to get one hundred percent complete. I found out after I beat the game that, not only was I no where near as close to one hundred percent as I thought I was, the parts I hadn't done were extremely difficult.

Hope you all have fun, and thanks for reading.

Down with the Sickness

So, to understand this post, you are all going to need some back story.

Alright, I rarely, and I mean rarely, get sick. Of course, I get the occasional headache, but I rarely get very sick. So, I take for granted my good immune system. On Thursday of this past week, which was something like the ninth, I was listening to this song by Disturbed called Down With the Sickness, and the very next day, I was sick, which is kind of ironic.

I really had to go to school, and even though I felt miserable, I went so that I could take the three quizzes I had to take that morning. But, after third period, I knew there was no way that I was going to make it all day. I couldn't see straight, I couldn't walk, in fact, it probably looked like I was drunk. I was also freezing, but everyone kept telling me how hot it was that day. I asked my teacher in fourth period for a nurse’s pass, and when I got there I found out that I had a fever of almost 102 degrees, and I went home.

I no sooner got in the door before my older sister was pushing medicine down my throat. Then I was quarantined, which stunk, and after getting a bite to eat, I fell asleep. I woke up four hours later, and my head still hurt, so I took a couple of pain relievers, and after a while I was feeling fine. We went out to eat that night, and I was coughing a lot the whole time. My throat still hurts. Well, we came home and I took some motrine, and then I fell asleep again, but I didn't sleep that well.

Of course, I can't be like normal people and sleep in on Saturdays, so I had to get up at 8:30 in the morning. I was coughing all day again, but I didn't feel lightheaded till I came home from working on my merit badges. I earned two that are required for my Eagle scout, which means I now have enough to be a Life scout, which is cool.

Well, I still feel really bad, and I officially hate being sick. I hate missing school, because then I have to make up all that work. So, I'm hoping that I'll be better by Monday, and maybe I will become immune to this strain of whatever attacked me and won't have to deal with it again for a while.

Update

Alright, for all of my treasured readers, which I think is up to around six, here's a small update.

I just got accepted into the National Honor Society in my high school, so I must be doing something right.

I just received a letter from a British Publishing Company that wants to put one of my poems in their book. That would make me an international writer. I guess I'm a better writer than I thought...

That's about it. I'm starting a new book soon, 1984 I think...so that should be interesting. I'll tell you what I think about it a little later, after I've read it. Fahrenheit 451 and To Kill a Mockingbird were good books though, and I suggest all of you read them.

Alright

so, I feel kinda obligated to write something in here, because I am again behind Bekah, but this time by two posts. I'm not exactly sure what to write. Hm....hm....um...I really don't know. Alright, let's try this:
For all of you that live in caves, the Steelers won the Superbowl last week, and for all of you that don't know Roman Numerals, it was the 40th superbowl. It took me a while to figure that one out...so I thought I'd share my findings. On the note of the Steeler's victory, can we just get over it? It's over, and chances are we won't win another Superbowl in quite a few years, so, let's just let the past stay in the past because it's not like there's a lot of people in America that don't know that there was a Superbowl and who won. Alright?
On another note, I'm thinking somewhere around an A, because that's a high note, my father purchased a new big screen television this past week. He's been wanting to for years, I on the other hand, think though it is nice, that a television is boring and overrated. Go grab a good book and read the day away. Let your imagination take you on a journey that television destroyes. In fact, lately I've been reading a book for my College Prep English class called FAHRENHEIT 451. It is a very good book and I recomend it for everyone to read.
Well, other than that, this weekend has been fairly mundane, except for today I found out that my great aunt has cancer and is dying of it. I would like to ask that we pray for her, not for her to live longer than she should, because she has already suffered enough, and needs to move on, but that her death means something, and she dies happily and goes happily to a better place. Thank you all.

Die Groundhog

As most of you know, about a week ago was groundhog day. Of course, there is always six more weeks of winter after groundhog day, and this year spring starts on March 20, but this holiday is fun and so it has lived on for a long time. Well, we were having good weather that day, in fact, the weather had been good for almost a week or two before that, so the groundhog saw his shadow, got scared, and predicted six more weeks of a bad winter. I thought nothing of it, until now. Only days after the prediction, the weather took a turn for the worse. It has been cold and snowy for days now, and before the groundhog said that it was going to be a hard winter, everything was great. I was loving the early spring weather, and now that dumb groundhog has messed it all up. So, I say die groundhog, die.
Ah haha, Ah hahahaha

What kind of soul are you?

I found this in my father's blog and thought that it would be kinda neat to fill out and throw in here for a little treat to all of my readers. If you like it, you can go ahead and take the link at the bottom and answer the questions to get your own. Tell me what you think, and if this sounds at all like me, please?

You Are a Seeker Soul

You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges. You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions. Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist. Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!). Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others. And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you. You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically. Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas. Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

I took the test again because there were questions that I could have answered differently, and I couldn't help but take it again, so, here is the second outcome, how about you tell me which sounds more like me?

You Are a Visionary Soul

You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness. Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul. You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable. Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings. You have great vision and can be very insightful. In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself. Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend. You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer. Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Yey!!

Yep, I had another good weekend, and it's only Saturday.
I felt like I had to post, though, because I was behind Bekah, and that's pretty bad. So here's my post, don't wear it out.
Well, today started off with me dragging my butt out of bed(not something I normally have to do) and going off to scouts to clean the church for this service project thingy that we have to do for the merit badge we're working on. The room in specific that we cleaned is this little old and decrepit room with walls that are falling apart. When we entered the room this morning, it was a distugsting mess. It had two long shelves on the back wall and there were two wires above that holding up some long boards and the American flag, and in the back corner were three little shelves packed to the brim with canvas tents. After spending nearly five hours in that little room, I can confidently say that it now has six small shelves in the back, spreading from both sides of the room, all organized and semi neat. The floor is swept(because three to ten years of dust swept away can really make a difference), and we have found a new place to put all of the awards that the troop has earned over the years.
The transforation is colossal, going from the space to fit only one to two people to being able to fit a lot of people, such as close to ten, to look at all the awards. I myself cannot believe the cleaning efforts put in by the boys of troop 481 today to get not only that room, but a gigantic stove all cleaned in about six hours! I am happy to be with a troop that can get things done, and cannot wait for everyone else to see the changes we have made to that little old room back there.

What a weekend

All I can really say about this weekend is wow.

It was kinda boring, but in a fun way, I mean, i got to spend tons of time, watching horrible movies, with my dad. Plus we got to go and take a bunch of pictures in hookstown on Saturday, even though it was freezing outside, which is amazing because on Friday it was literally above 70 degrees outside.

It snowed this weekend, so I won a bet I made with my dad, he doesn't want to admit it...but he lost, again.

But best of all is how my weekend is ending. My friends are having good weekends, which automatically puts me in a good mood, and I just watched my dad put spongebob sheets on his bed, which is totally fricken hilarious. My sister just gave me a slip for a free small order of McDonald's fries, which are my favorite, so I think I'll be stopping there after school tomorrow.

All around, this has been a pretty good weekend, and I can't wait for another one like it...I should have a new poem on here soon, I have to put some finishing touches on it, then I will be posting it on here. Just thought you'd like to know.

Happy New Year

Happy New Year everyone.

It's 2006, so celebrate.

Oh no, that means school is starting back up again.

Oh well, that's life.

At least the break was nice.

I hope you all had a good holiday.

See you all soon, well, at least I'll be writing more soon.