Don't Forget

I forgot. I was going to answer Chelsea's tag, but I totally forgot. Demi Lovato sang the song "Don't Forget". (Go here to listen to it.) But now I am finally going to post my answers! Here they are. Also, guess what? Last week I had a biggest, sweetest, most delicious strawberry I've ever had! Look at it? Doesn't it look scrumptious? Thank God for strawberries! (I ate it with whipped cream. Man, I love that stuff!)



Fruit

If you went to the store and could have your pick of any kind of fruit what would it be?
Kiwis, Apples, Strawberries, Pineapples... I don't know!

What Fruit of the Spirit would your friends and family say describes you the most?
Love

What is your least favorite kind of fruit?
Some totally exotic fruit of which I cannot remember the name.

On a day when you feel depressed or upset, what kind of fruit would you eat?
Cherries.

Which Fruit of the Spirit do you consider a must quality in the friends that you chose?
All of them? Just kidding. Nobody's perfect. Probably faithfulness or love.

What kind of fruit filled pie do you enjoy the most?
Raspberry or blackberry.

Do you prefer apple cider or orange juice?
Orange juice.

Patience or joy?
I need to work on patience, but I love being joyful!

Cherries or oranges?
Cherries, because I can see how far I can spit the seed. :D

A book about the Fruits of the Spirit or a book about fruit?
Who wants to read a book about fruits? I'll take the Fruits of the Spirit any day.

What I Like About You

...you tagged me! Hehe! "What I Like About You" is one song that the band Everlife covered. (Here is the song.) Now back to the tagging. Both Rachael and Chelsea tagged me, and but I'm afraid that right now I only have enough time to answer one--it's about an hour till midnight. So here are my answers for the first tag post I've read. Whoever reads this should post their own answers on their blog and tell me they did so. :D Don't forget to be a curl up in your bed and read your Bible!


Sound of Music Favorites

When the "dog bites" and the "bee stings", what do you eat to comfort yourself?
Ice cream, French fries, and did I mention, ice cream!

What cheers you up when you're feeling sad?
Emails or IMs from friends, good books and music, and praying to the Lord.

Instead of schnitzel with noodles, what do you like?
Anything yummy?

Which season do you like?
I like summer and winter the most!

Brown paper packages or letters from friends?
You get to decide that. ;)

Doorbells or ringtones?
Doorbells are awesome, but so are ringtones. Plus you can get ringtones of your favorite music. Still, I love ringing doorbells... Don't make me choose!

My School Life

Hello, everybody. Life is pretty good. (Except for the homework, but what can I do about it? Nothing. Argh!) Well, today was a pretty decent day. Actually it was spectacular - except for the homework. (As you can tell, I detest homework.) Today was square dancing day. For two hours, we learned who to square dance, as well as a little line dancing. At first my eight-person square didn't understand what we were supposed to do, but we improved greatly. In fact, we did a dance as an example for another group that didn't understand. (My partner was awesome!) Anyway, back to my school life. I am probably known as a geek or nerd. I might hate homework, but I will force myself to actually do it. That reminds me. I still have to finish my math, write a poem, and do a Bible worksheet. Huh. As I was saying, I not one of the "popular" crowd. But the partner definetly was. I was shocked that he would say "Yes," to me! Wow! That was amazing. Well, anyway, I have ice cream to finish off. TTYL

Wow!

What is wrong with me? Just because of the part in the book that the previously broken-up couple just get back together, I started tearing up. Yup, you got that right. I was crying! Something is happening to this world, and I intend to find out. (Or maybe I am just becoming a softie. Sad.) "Wow!" comes with two reasons. One was the whole crying-about-the-getting-back-together part in the book, and the second is the track meet that happened today. Our school's track team went to Pioneer School, where the meet was. I was in three events: long jump, 50 meters, and relay. In long jump I came in first place, jumping 11' 9". (BTW I am in division 1: the smallest one.) I was first in the 5o meters sprint, where I ran 7:84. (That is seven seconds, eighty-four milliseconds.) Our relay team isn't that bad. It consists of Becca, Alix, Kasi, and me. We got second place. (Pioneer always has a really fast team.) It was a pretty good day, altogether.

What did I do yesterday?

In the morning, I surfed the web and read a book. Then at 1:30 the Newells picked us - my brothers and me - up from my house. They brought us up to their house, where they were hosting a party for Katie. We got there early, but my other friend named Priscilla (who used to go to my school) was already there. We played tag for a while, and then just hung out until everybody else was there; it was potluck time. We had porkchops, saugage, roll, fruits, chips, soda, and other food items. Then we went to the swings and talked. And talked. And talked. Then we played "I Love Lucy"games and had cake and ice cream. We walked around the Pointe and my legs started to hurt. Tomorrow I have to run the mile, and I am not in good condition to. Oh well. Post later. TTFN

The Oregon Trail and a Poem

Well, I must admit I am disappointed. Today, our class - from Washington - drived to Oregon to go to the End of the Oregon Trail Museum. (First went to Fort Vancouver by the borderline.) We only stayed there a short while before we had to pile on the bus and get "on the road again". Except this time I could wait to get on the road. It took more than three hours to get back to school. One of the worst parts is that I actually woke up at 5:00! Q: What is wrong with me. A: A lot of things. I have "issues". Enough about my issues; let's get to the poem. Right now I am reading a book called My Name is Chloe, which was written by Melody Carlson. In her book, Chloe likes to write poems, songs, and music. Here is one of her poems:

FALLING

Tumbling, bumbling, stumbling down

Falling , sprawling on the ground

Elusive and intursive things

Fragile as butterfly wings

Daisy petals one by one

Scattered in the summer sun

Does he love me, love me not

Is he burning, is he hot

Can I, am I willing, able

Lay my card upon the table

Will it be the queen of hearts

The place where all the hurting starts.