Gotta Love Kids

Snowglobe Boy!

With the motivation of “spreading holiday cheer,” Snowglobe Boy is trying set a new record for the longest amount of time spent inside of an inflatable snowglobe. You can even watch his adventure through web cams. The whole production is a PR stunt to raise awareness about an advertising agency. Go Snowglobe Boy, go!

I Miss Rain

I miss rain.

I don't particularly enjoy the snow. I don't really enjoy not being able to stop completely. It's like in the winter, stop signs become into sometimes opitional yield signs. If I try not to except just slowing down and try to really stop, I will end up lodged into the snowbank.

Speaking of winter driving, I have a very odd story about a mysterious tree. So, I was driving home from youth group and I turned into the road off the highway (you know the road) and there was this little bush tree thing that looked like it was just stuck in the snow. It was extremely close to the side of the road. I told this story to two people on the bus on the way to Jamestown and they started laughing and asked me if I wore the color purple. I didn't get it. However, I did notice that this tree is no longer there. I have no idea.

I love the rain. I do not, however, love random trees that no one will explain to me what's going on.

I have to go to Jamestown again today after school. Which is retarded because we don't play until 6:00. I kind of wonder why on earth I am doing stats. I am trying to remember enjoying it last year. I can't. The only thing I remember is at the end of the season thinking that I would never do this again. Why didn't I listen to that memory?

Here's a song that I would also like to do for a human video:

When She Cries
by Britt Nicole

Little girl terrified
She’d leave her room if only bruises would heal
A home is no place to hide
Her heart is breaking from the pain that she feels
Every day’s the same
She fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides, and tries to pray
She’ll be just fine, because I know He hears her when she cries
Today she’s turning sixteen
Everyone singing, but she can’t seem to smile
They never get past arms length
How could they act like everything is alright?
She’s pulling down her long sleeves
To cover all the memories that scars leave
She says, “… maybe making me bleed will be the answer that could wash the slate clean”
This is the dark before the dawn
The storm before the peace
Don’t be afraid ‘cause seasons change and
God is watching over you
He hears you

Story Time!

So, I have two stories to tell. Pretty much now would be the time I would say, "Story time!" if I were really have a conversation with you, but since you and I am not really having a conversation, you will just have to use your imagination.

First story was Wednesday. I was talking to Jeremy and then he needed to use my phone, so Jeremy and I were the only ones left at church and we were both leaving. Walking outside, I noticed that a friend of my mine who happens to enjoy (for some odd reason) to put my windshield wipers up on my car. So there my windshield were once again sticking up. Jeremy said, "What about your hub caps?" Now my hub caps are very easily taken off and my friend knows this, but I responded, "No, he knows that would make me really mad." So, I open the door of my car and it's dark outside, so I just sit down. Then, I get up right away. I sat on something. I notice what it was and started laughing. Jeremy hears my laughing and asks what happened. "Well, I sat down without looking and I sat on something, and since we were just talking about, I thought it was my hub cap! Ha, ha. But, it wasn't. It was the tin thing that Trevor was giving me back because I made him 21 cupcakes for his birthday. Ha, ha. But I totally thought it was my hub cap." Ha, ha.

Then, yesterday, we went to Jamestown for the Stutsman County Tourney. We got there early enough to see pretty much the entire game before ours. Our basketball girls went to change at half time. So, Krista, Amanda, other people and I was sitting there still. I said to Amanda, "Man, this is a long half time!" Amanda kinda looks at me and says, "It's not half time anymore." It was not half time anymore, in fact, there was only 1 minute and 40 seconds left of the third quarter even. Amanda told me, "Annie, I'm not really sure you should be doing stats." Ha, ha.

Here I Come

Three Things You May Not Know About Me:

1. I haven't changed my calendar from November to December yet.

2. I am not that great at wrapping presents, but I sure love adding bows and ribbons.

3. I like Strawberry Newtons.

No More Kings - "Sweep the Leg"

You know for those Karate Kid fans out there. Don't even act like you didn't enjoy this.

Stop and Think

I'm Feeling So Fly

It's been awhile.

I am missing my chance to enjoy Turkey Week because John is bowling and not me. I know, it's not Thanksgiving until next week. Here's something you must know: at the bowling alley, the week before Thanksgiving, if you bowl a turkey, you get a turkey. It's pretty much the greatest idea ever. If you don't bowl much, a turkey is getting three strikes in a row. Like I said... greatest idea ever.

Another thing I want to say is that I love toaster ovens. I really do. Maybe I sound like I am just slow in coming to this realization, but we just now bought a toaster oven since the toaster broke and decided not to get a new toaster. I think they are amazing. I had an odd obsession with toasters that randomly started when my friend asked me how to spell monopoly. I am a very random person.

I'm tired. Is it pathetic that I'm only 16 and the thought of going to sleep early makes me happy? I had a joke a while back with my friend that I tried to go to sleep before his grandmother did. It's not a joke anymore. I probably am going to sleep before a majority of elderly people. No offense to them or anything. But isn't this the time when I should be staying up late and sleep in? Forget the fact that I have an 8:00 college class tomorrow. Oh, well. It's a Thursday, what could there be to stay up for on a Thursday night? Maybe I have no life. In which case, aren't you glad you're reading my blog?

That's all for now. This is Annie... over and out.