Saturday, December 24, 2005

   Ugh...
STILL kinda sick today. I better be better by the time i have to go to my Uncle's. MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!!!

Um...yeah. i just made the desserts today...not much else...watched The Last Samurai again. That movie always makes me cry. What an awesome film.

Well here's another story for you guys, and the last I have on me. And don't say things like that don't truely happen, Lyss....cause they do. They don't happen to everyone, and I admit I have never gotten such a "miracle", and I admit that I think it's stupid that great things like that happen to some people and not others but...they do indeed happen, and these are all true stories, not just made up to make people believe there's still kindess in an unforgiving world. (well, let's hope that's not the case...)

"It was December 21st last year in rural Ohio. Dark, clear and cold. Mary Obringer and her 13 year old daughter, Hannah, were driving home in their Dodge Caravan after shopping. Obringer was in the cell phone with her husband, Mike, telling him about all the money she and Hannah had spent at the mall, when she came up behind a car sitting directly across a railroad crossing-its front tires were stuck in the train tracks.

An elderly woman was standing next to th car, holding an infant in her arms, paralyzed with shock or fear. Warning lights were flashing and the gates were coming down.

Mary Obringer looked up into the light of the oncoming train. "I screamed for her to get out of the way. The whistle was blowing, the light getting brighter," Obringer explained. "But I don't think she knew what was happening."

Obringer jumped out and ran to the woman. That's when she realized: there was another child in the car. "The little guy looked right at me," she says, "and my heart about stopped." Frantically, she tried to pull the car seat out of the car to safety.

"I turned my head and the train's headlight was right there," Obringer said. She just wasn't able to move fast enough. The train smashed through the car, dragging it down the tracks.

Steel against screeching steel, the train finally came to a halt and the conductor ran back along the dark stretch of tracks with a flashlight.

Back at her van, Mary Obringer called 911. Then, dreading what she would find, she began walking back down the tracks. The conductor's small arc of light swept the ground as he came toward her. The old woman's car had been slashed into a jagged metal wreck. No way that anyone could have lived through that collision.

But in a season of miracles, the rules of logic and physics are sometimes suspended.

Obringer heard a baby cry. The conductor's light fell upon a battered car seat. It had flown out of the ravaged car, through a shattered window, bounced off the front of the train and landed 157 feet away. The toddler in it was alive.

Mary L. Kidd, 74, of Sandusky, Aaron Johnson, 4 months, and Aireus Johnson, 1, were taken by fire department personnel to area hospitals. All were released in time for Christmas."


well, not much else to say and REALLY tired. need to go to bed. Oyasumi min'na.
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"The perfect blossom is a rare and beautiful thing. You could spend your whole life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life."

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Friday, December 23, 2005

   Phew.
Well, by now I'm feeling LOTS better. So let's hope I'm cured by tomorrow so I can get my work done, right? Just baking desserts tomorrow. Then Saturday to the uncle's house and then sunday is Christmas.

I actually got to chat with Erik online today. He has some yen for me! *squee!* so he's sending it in the mail. and I promised I'd take pics of everythin'. We're supposed to ahve a 50% chance for snow Christmas eve-though a white Christmas is pretty much insured since the snow refuses to melt.

this story is shorter, and since i'm feeling better, there will be pics!

"Chirstmas eve, two years ago. The Wal-Mart in Cleburne, Texas, was jammed, hectic. Dozens of people were waiting in long lines at checkout counters to purchase small appliances, jewelery, toys and clothing that would be next morning treasures under someone's tree.

The woman standing in cashier Jeff Kandt's line seemed to be on the edge of substance, Her clothes were worn; her hands were those of a person who'd worked hard for what she had. She held a single item in her arms as she patiently waited to move to the front of the line. Her son would get the one present he had asked for: a Sony Playstation 2. She had saved all year for this; with tax, the total would be close to $220.

As kandt scanned the game player's bar code into his register, the woman panicked. Where was her money? It wasn't where she remembered putting it earlier that day, Her fear became palpable to customers in line behind her as she started to cry.

Why my line? Kandt thought as he watched the frantic woman search through her clothes. He was going to have to call his manager to void the sale and return the game player to a locked shelf. He'd have to shut down his checkout line and wait for her to come from another part of the crowded store-not something that any store manager or cashier wants on Christmas Eve, not with people waiting and the clock ticking down to closing time. I'm going to be late for Church, Kandt thought.

And then an amazing thing happened. At the back of the line, a man took out his wallet, pulled out $100 and passed ti forward. As the cash moved up the line, a twenty dollar bill was added here, a ten dollar bill there. Someone threw in a bunch of singles dug from the bottom of their jeans pocket.

When the collection finally reached the register, Kandt counted $220.

Strangers had fulfilled a poor woman's Christmas wish to give her son his dream gift. And Jeff Kandt wasn't late for church."

Isn't that soooo nice? I know I'd do that. Helping people like that...it a truely wonderful and rare thing. As I was telling a friend earlier today...the feeling I get from seeing the look on someone's face when I help them...it can't be described with words, and it's something you never forget. Oyasumi.
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"And would you buy her?"

"Can the world buy such a jewel?"

"Yea, and a case to put it in, too!"

-Much Ado About Nothing
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Thursday, December 22, 2005

   ugh...
Feeling MAJORLY sick...so, I'm just going to post a little story for you all to read today. I have three stories, so you guys get one each day for Christmas. ^^

"The Markovitz family was one of just a few Jewish families in a quiet suburban neighborhood in Pennsylvania where Christmas decorations lit up the street. In their home, however, an illuminated menorah in the window reminded everyone that is was also Hanukkah.

Around five o'clock one morning, Judy Markovitz was awakended by the shattering of glass. "My husband and I ran downstairs and saw or window had been broken and the menorah was on the floor. The frame was shattered. they must have used a bat. Whoever did it had to squeeze behind bushes to reach it."

For the Markovitz family, it was an assult compounded by personal history. "both of my parents were in the camps at Auschwitz; my husband's mother was there also," explained Judy, who came to America from the Ukraine in 1974. "All of my mother's family died. There are things we don't talk about, but I know older people like her need to feel safe, so I didn't tell her much about this. And I tried to isolate my children from it, too.

"We were home much of that day because my husband had to get the window replaced," she recalled. "Neighbors kept approaching us to say how sorry they were."

One of those neighbors, Lisa Keeling, now living in North Carolina, explained their thinking. "I know that a menorah represents a miracle by our God before our faith was known as Christianity. I knwo of a king who told the Jews they couldn't practice their religion. When they reclaimed Jerusalem and saw the Templehad been desecrated, they wanted to reconstruct it, but found only a tiny bit of iol for a night. They decided to use it anyway and it burned eight nights. That was a miracle from the same God we worship, and why anyone would take a symbol of his love and use it for hatred, I don't understand."

There were things the Markovitzes did not understand as well. After workmen repaired their shattered window, the family went to judy's brother's home, usaware that their neighbors were working determinedly to repair something else.

That evening, when the Markovitzes came home from their visit and turned onto their street, they were met by an extraordinary sight: Nearly every home on the block was adorned by an illuminated menorah.

Vicky Markovitz, Judy's daughter, now 18, remembers those glowing windows as an affimation of compassion and community. "It was as if they said, 'If you break their windows, you will have to break ours.'" And the light spread."


Even if you don't like religion, I think that's a very nice story. A story of people actually being kind to one another...a good example to live by. Ja ne!
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No pics today...can't think...ugh...ow...*dies*

Look at PREVIOUS post for pics, since i posted it later than usual.
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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

   *falls asleep*
9 comments on my last entry. I feel so populaaaaaar. XD Anyways I think I actually got a decent amount of sleep last night. And I had to get up at 9 this morning, so it's a damn good thing I did! I had to take the garbage out since Jeremy forgot and feed the birds since my mom woke up 15 minutes late and didn't have time. lol It's currently 11 AM.

Well, yesterday was INSANITY. Seriously. (Oh, look! here come the garbage men!) Everyone was wrapping their presents. So, we would wrap a few, then come out and taunt each other like *shakes box and it amkes a strange sound* "Ooooooh, don't YOU wonder what THIS could be!" XD Yeah, we're a little weird. But that's okay-I don't mind at all.

Today I have chores to do all day, then when my mom and brother get home I'm going with my mom to buy some books for my dad(so I better get on that letter! She's sending them out tomorrow) and then we're grocery shopping for any last minute things we need. Ugh, note: do NOT think about what you're ACTUALLY eating when you eat something. It's enough to make you feel sick. XD Don't ask. Anyways, then people are finishing wrapping today, too.

Tomorrow I don't know...Friday I guess I'm making the desserts for Christmas Eve, then Saturday we go to my Uncle's, then Sunday...man, I don't want to go to church. lol But oh well.

*yawn* I want to go back to beeeed...where it's warm and cozy...*puts on music and egts coffee to wake up* That's probably why I'm babbling so much about crap.

Life lesson for today: I don't care how sappy it sounds-the greatest gift is in giving. But ONLY in the kind of giving where you expect nothing in return. I shoveled our neighbor's property even though I didn't have to(cause I know his wife is on crutches and I ddin't want her to ahve a hard time) and you know what? The next time it snowed, he took out his snowblower and did our sidewalk, too. What goes around comes around. Be kind all the time, in all ways, and it'll come back to you. Give without expecting anything back. I can't say I follow my own advice all the time...but I try. I don't claim I've seen it all or know it all. But I've seen a lot for being only 17. And ya know what...? As goofy as it sounds, other people, including my friends, ahve been my eyes. I learn stuff through you guys, too. Probably even more than I learn on my own. Sometimes it's good to pay more attention to others than to yourself. To listen instead of talking. (I've learned some...iteresting facts about classmates since I'm always listening instead of talking. And they thought no one could hear them. XD Life Lesson #2[based on scary things I've heard]: I don't care how much of a hurry you're in-condoms stay, plastic bags do not. Don't be stupid.)
Ohayo! *yawns and grumbles, walking off to do dishes*
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Tuesday, December 20, 2005

   *sings*
Today, today, today...oh, what did i do today? lol Well, not much. Finished up with the tree.

A couple things were brought to my attention. 1-I should read thinsg over more carefully so I don't make scary typos-not that I'll actually start reading my shit over now.(You know about that one, eh, Lindsey? XD) And 2-in my last post, Hisoka is pointing his gun in a scary place for tsuzuki. thanks for pointing that out to me, lyss. XDDD

Tomorrow's just gonna eb chores and wrapping presents and hanging the lights outside and stuff. Wednesday I dunno, Thursday I dunno...Friday/Saturday is going to be me making desserts and stuff for my uncle's house and Saturday night I'm gonna be at his house. Sunday...my mom's prolly gonna force me to church, where I'd be doing the solo-ONLY if me and my mom EVER get to practice it. If we don't, no way in hell am I winging it. Don't take chances with things that could make you look stupid in front of two cute guys! XD Yes, I admit, when I had to help at the stupid christmas party thing, there were in fact two cute guys. Sadly, they're missionaries, so I'm probably too unclean for them. lol I observed one and briefly spoke with the other, and they both seem like cool guys, though. I'm not at church enough for them to remember my anme anyway.

owwie, my stomach hurts! lol Yeah, I've gotta be up early tomorrow, so why the hell am I awake at 2:30 AM? good question. if you know the answer, tell me. Perhaps I'm just that crazy.

Me and my mom sat around for a couple hours and just talked about crap. It was kinda fun. The more I get to know how other people's parents are...the more I realize how lucky I am. Our conversation dipped into religion, but I held my ground. I don't like talking religion too much. It's like politics. Never ending and disasterous. So i just said "People are going to believe what they want to believe and only they themselves can change that." and we left it at that.

Well, not much else to say today. *shrugs* I was thinking earlier that one of the only Christmas songs that amkes NO SENSE is The Little Drumemr Boy. Because no babies would like drumming. It would make them cry because it's a loud, sharp noise. So that song makes no sense. Especially a newborn baby as it is supposed he was when everyone suddenly supposedly came to visit. ha ha. Oyasumi!
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Monday, December 19, 2005

   Tree.
Cold and tired. Anyways, we put up the tree today. Late? Yes, yes, I know. Very late this year. But no one's had time otherwise. Tuesday we're wrapping presents. Apparently my mom think it's great since she can torture us with having to stare at them. Well, GUESS WHAT?! I bought her a crapload of stuff so she'll have to sit around and wonder, too. HA HA!

Jeremy took me shopping one last time today. I only got one of the two things I had gone out for, but that's okay. *yawn*

I got my little brother an email address today. lol Not sure what he'll do with it except email Erik and stuff.

Not much else to say. Everytime I come up with a nonsense word, it becomes a household term. One I came up with maybe a year ago is "Ningy". If something's ningy, it's sad/depressing/eh/meh kinda thing. My mom says it all the time-she finds it funny lol. You can kinda sing it, too. like when kids go "nah na nah na nah nah!" instead you go "ningy ningy ningyness!" with a little bit of imporvision, it fits. XD Sometimes, when I'm extra weird, it's "ningabong" a "ningleberry". Yeah...I'm not odd at all, I swear. XD
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Sunday, December 18, 2005

   *falls asleep*
Okay! So, this morning I was supposed to get up at 9 AM. But since I only got four hours of sleep, Kyle woke me up at 9:30 thankfully. So I hurried and showered(since I was too tired last night) and I got a phone call. From REENIE. She4 tells me I have to go help her with cooking and everything for the church Christmas party. After i hung up, I stared at the phone and said out loud "My day just got longer." I got ready and we went to that place. I explained we couldn't stay for more than a few minutes since Jeremy had to go to work. But...contrary to what I thought...I think I would have liked to stay. They offered to let us stay and give us a ride home...I should have accepted and told Jeremy to call Reenie and tell her I can't make it. *sigh* The people were sooo kind. Usually people my age, even from churches, are kinda bratty, but these girls were really kind. Doesn't make me believe any more in any religion, but I just liked the people. It looked like it would have been a really nice party. I probably could have met people in a similar situation to me as well. The party at "our" church(and believe me, I use the term "our" loosely) was BORING. I got to stand there and serve food. Then wash dishes. Woohoo. It made me not hungry. So I didn't eat till I got home. And believe me, I was GLAD to get away from there. I've been standing the whole day. I've only been home for maybe three hours today. Got home at about 11:30 PM. An hour ago. And now, I'm going to bed. I have nothing else to say nor the energy to come up with more to tell. Oyasumi.
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Saturday, December 17, 2005

   Looong day...
Well, today was a long day and it seems I have another one ahead of me. What today was like would be generally what everyday would be like-if I did everything instead of procrastinating. Most of the day was back and forth between laundry and dishes and cleaning. Plus once Kyle was home from school he was bugging the hell out of me to get him characters on Tekken 3. XD So, I just gave him my memory card which has all but one character and he was happy. But he made me vs him a few times and then every couple minutes he'd pop into the kitchen while i washed dishes with a "Guess what I did!" or "Come see!" XD Oh well. I worked up until 12:30 AM. It is currently 2:35 AM. Now, I'm sure if I kept up with things better everyday wouldn't be SO terrible, but...well, that's my life for you. It's kind of sad...mom and Jeremy work all day so I'm by myself a lot. Like...today. Kyle got home around 3:30 PM, but then went to bed at 11:30. Jeremy got home around 11, but went to bed very soon after. Then I was by myself again until my mom got home around 1ish. She had some coffee that I had made before she got home and smoked her cigarette and watered a few plants, then went to bed. So here I am. lol Then I'm gonna shower before I hit the sack.

Tomorrow I gotta get up early. *sigh* Well, I shouldn't complain. See, this one church gathers money from fund raisers and stuff and then go and buy presents for the children of inmates...and my dad put down me and my little brother, when they visited over there. So, tomorrow, we're not staying for the party, cause Jeremy has work, but we're going to drop in and receive the gifts and say thanks. I...should be happy, right? There's just...something incredibly...sad about it. Maybe because...in my heart I know that...he should be buying them himself. I should write to him...

Anyways...today was just boring cleaning, so I don't know what else to say. Jeremy's gonna take me Christmas shopping yet again on Sunday. Hopefully I can find more than the last two times. I'm having him check on a CD my mom wanted at Circuit City tomorrow while he's there. I hope they have it.

My mom bought this little mini pine tree that I'm going to decorate for Christmas(we still have to get out big tree up)...he's Bonzai Bob right now, until I can think up a better name.

I guess that's all. It's best to...get my moments of sadness over with and then just move on from them. The longer you dwell on something, the more painful it is. So I try...to move on from it as quickly as possible, because I don't need anymore sadness, you know? The sad truth of the world is that people who have "depression" and things like that...they can fix it themselves. And honestly, they're the only ones who CAN fix it. It's stupid they have pills for it and stuff. Cause, they did a test. They took a bunch of people into two groups. One group got actual pills and one group got sugar pills. But both groups were told that it was actual medicine that would make them better. Turns out the group with the sugar pills got better faster-only to find out they had done it on their own. Everything like that is psychological and completely in your head. So...it's proven people can cure themselves. The true question is...do they really want to? Oyasumi!
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Cause I'm broken
When I'm open
And I don't feel like
I am strong enough...
Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right
When you're gone away...
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Friday, December 16, 2005

   ^^
It's been a while since I updated, huh? I should update more often. But I guess I'm kinda busy.

Found out I'll be going to my Uncle's house for Christmas Eve. Which kinda sucks, because I don't want to. I already made my rant about him a couple weeks back or whatever. A couple days after Thanksgiving I think.

I think I currently have a little bit of a writers block. That SUCKS. I'm trying to get out of it...I've got ideas, but no words for them.

I'm...tired. Tomorrow I'll have to finish up the dishes if I can...and see about writing the next chapter for my fic...*yawn* Ah, I don't know what to say today. I mainly updated to give you guys the Christmas cards. No, I didn't draw them. lol So...hope you all enjoy them. Oyasumi.
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