School Play

My school has decided what play we're doing! Yay! My freind Allie and I want to both be cheerleaders. Really funny cheerleaders, not preppy ones. The play is called "Long Story Short". It's the bible(long story) short(um..that's the short part). It's one of those home-made-and0obvious plays, and it's hilarious! I can't wait to start practicing!

Matthew

This a very important subject here. Matthew and I have been freinds since I was in 4th or 5th grade. I met him when my grandma was a real estate agent and was showing his parents houses. One day, she told us to stay at thier house with Matthew and his brother Tracy. Me and my sister decided after awhile to go out and play on thier deck with our polly pockets, which I don't play with anymore, mind you. We started to put them in the hot tub and make boats for them to ride. Matthew came out and asked if he could play to. We got along realy well. Then I lft to go home. The next day, he called me to tell me I'd left a polly head in the hot tub. I asked him to bring it to me, because I was with my grandma at her house and he lived right down the hill from us. He did, and we played at my grandma's till it was dark. We've been freinds ever since. Then he moved near my other grandma's. Which was great because I spent more time at her house. Then, he moved to Hendersonville! Which is 1/2 an hour away! So now I barley see him, but i talk to him alot on the phone. Yesterday I got to go to his house. We whatched TV, and played on the computer. Matthew wants to be a hair stylist, and/or an actor. Because of the hair stylist part, he wants to have long hair and his hair is almost as long as mine with out the hair extentions. This has lead to some fun occourences with dolls with long hair. Like the time he tried to hot wax a dolls hair and put it in the microvawe with foil on it. Other times we would throw dolls at the fan and they'd fly everywhere. We are a strange pair huh? but it wasd still nice to see him.

This One's All About Karate

I have alot to say today so I'll get right to the point.
Ground Fighting
I want to start off with my first Black Belt Club. It was on ground fighting. I loved the ground fighting, hated my partner. She had prickly hairy legs, a uni-brow, an incoming mustache, and she kept coughign in her hands and then we fought and touched my Gi(my karate outfit) with the germs all over it! *barfs* I that not discusting? Think about it! Blech!
Instructors
I have to get this off my chest. My karate teachers are all very cute, espesialy the one that usually leads my class, he's also funny. But, I do not wish to go out with them, I don't even like them as a hottie kin dof way. I mean, why would I go after a cute, funny guy who's older than me when there are alot of cute funny guys my age that I'm sure are christians? No offense to my teachers, who are totally awsome, but I have many guys on my hands at the moment. Besides, I don't even know them very well, much less know they are christians. I suppose that's something I'd like to find out.
Blue Belt
I'm moving up! I think I said this last time, but I'm moving up from orange to blue belt! Yay! With my blue belt comes a whole new class. I mean I'm going to start taking on Mondays and Fridays with Mr.Dodge, who taught the ground fighting today. I also get to be in class with my freind Alissa again. She moved up before me because she started before me. *rolls eyes* She thinks she sooo much better just because she's higher. I think i'm better. Just because I kicked her in sparing and she cried about it. *rolls eyes again* Baby. She made me cry because she made this huge deal about it and I thought I broke her leg. I graduate Friday. *does happy Soka dance*(link to happy soka dance:http://www.musogato.com/avatar/icons/joa-sokkadance.gif)

Grades

Can't live with 'em, could live without 'em. Yet teachers still rub them in your face. They're the reason I switched schools in the middle of the year. Them and cruddy teachers. It'sall acycle invernted by the human mind.You have to go to school to get grades which get you into colledge which prepares you for a job which gets you moeny which helps you support a family and the kids in that family just go right back to school. We don't need it! Someone somewhere said,"I want to make life harder" so, I suffer for the deranged thoughts of others. I mean, think about bible times. It was so simple! Sometimes I wish we could just live like that, but with computers. Or mabye if humans would take responsibility, there could be a world where you can do whatever you want. No killing, no fighting, no power hungary people. Just freedom. I think that's the true meaning of freedom. Being able to do whatever you want, whenever you want. Wouldn't that be great!?! Alas, this is not possible. One can only dream!

Nothing to say

I really don't have a thing to say. I've sat here for awhile and can't think of a thing. Oh! Now I can! Isn't it strange how you can't think of anything to say and then you start and you can't shutup! I had karate tonight. We were working on bringing down opponents. I had a white belt for a partner. She kept slamming me down on the floor. I didn't really mind besides the head-aches. I think I'm moving up to blue belt next Friday. If all goes well, I'll get my 2nd stripe and move up. My freind wasn't there today. Nether was her brother. I wonder of they're both sick, or just lazy. Her brother is not a very nice boy. He pulled several hornets on his bus and got in troublr with the karate teacher. So, now when he's mean to me, I just call him "Hornet Boy" and he's quiet. His sister is tiny. She's creepy looking to. Her eyes are really far back innher head. It's funny to watch her spar(fight). She does her kicks and flings her arms out in a "Ta-da!" sort of way. She won't be happy when someone gets her when she does that. So much for not being able to think of anything!
Good-Bye

What the Heck!?!

Eairlier today I was going through a box of stuff from when I was little that my dad kept. Guess what I found? A not e from Emo Chick/Lauren telling me how anoiying I am and when I stopped she'd be my freind again! Now, that's from 4th grade, but it pissed me off! She's so lucky I didn't find it before I went to the sleepover she was at! Then I got to wonderign if I'd replied. I was not the kid I am today back then. Then I was shy. To shy. Now I'm outgoing. To outgoing! So if I did I was probably a suck up with a "Please be my freind!" reply. But now here is my reply;
Dear Lauren,
Do you really think your freindship is that valuble? I'll be anoiying all I like and you'll just have to get over it! I don't need your freindship! I've got millions of freinds! Not just at school either! So you better just tone down the ego little miss! You were never a good freind anyway! So step off your little golden pedistal and eat your own medisin! I will not change for you! The only reason I'm being anoiying is because NEWS FLASH! That's who I am! I tell the truth whether you like it or not! Besides, if you weren't in the "It's all about me" mind ste I wouldn't seem anoiying. So build a bridge, and GET OVER IT!!!
Sincerly,
Elizabeth

You know what? I want Emo Chick to read this! Some one go get her! And then she can blog about it till her fingers fall off! She can hate me all she likes! She can spread rumors that aren't true about me too! I don't give a crud!
Bye

Another Saty-At-Home-&-Do-Nothing-In-Particular Day

Sleep late, read, play my Wii. I'm having one of those boring days again! I had ego chocolate chip waffles this morning. That's an up side. Then I played Avatar;The Last Air Bander Wii game. Then I got frustrated because the jailer won't DIE!!!! So I stopped. Now I'm here. Sort of lingerign I guess. I don't really have anything to say except; I WISH I WAS AT MY MOM'S!!!!!!!!!!!! At leats these days are fun at here house! If only she had a Wii. Oh well, you can't have it all I suppose.
LATER

2-16-07 Friday

So, I'm over here at my little "girl scout" sleepover. The quotes are because there is barley any GS stuff goin' on! But, it's cool. I think that this time the GS leader was fed up, and gave us some work. And boy did she! She gave almost all of us a 33 page book thing with questions galore. finished mine first. While we were going over one of the little books I wrote a poem for no real reason. I was just doodleing and the line came to my head. Here it is;
Girls
Like a flower she blooms,
Petals of golden hair,
Lighting up any rooms,
Lucky enough to have her there.

Like a firework she booms,
Red sparks flying,
Assured is your doom,
For in a temper such as her's you shall surely die.

Like a tree she grows,
In peaceful harmony,
With all the living things as the wind blows,
A natural symphony.

Like a river she flows,
Bringing a refreshing drink,
To all as she goes,
A link to flowing sea.

Ok, first, I;m NOT a lesie! Just think of how strange it would be if I said he!

The End