Memories

     So, right now our family is having a moving day throughout our house.  I'm moving into my sisters room, my brother is taking my old room, another brother is going into a camping trailer, and my two youngest brothers and taking the room those two other brothers left.  If that makes any sense I shall applaud you.  So as I was cleaning up my old room I found a big binder with some of my old school work in it.  And in that school work I found an old story my mother had me write when I was little.  Actually the first time I wrote the story it was in a purpler notebook with pictures.  This one was a few years later, It was a copy of my old story and then the story written correctly. 
     I'm guessing I was around 7, maybe, when I wrote this story so here it is. 


                             The boy Thats lust enn The was
a little boy Got lust enn The was he su a lat he wit Twts The lat bt The lat was net tar he su a man The man sib walo boy The boy sid walo hva wi mit no boy wi hva net mit boy.


Yes I was quite amazing at a young age.  I consider near to a masterpiece.  So years later I find this story and I think, I might want to know what I was actually trying to say.  First think about what this might mean to you... ha.   Here you go, the new and improved story. 

                                           The Boy Thats Lost in the Woods

A little boy got lost in the woods.  He saw a light he went towards the light.  But the light was not there.  He saw a man.  the man said "Hello boy." 

The boy said "Hello man, have we met."

"No boy we have not met boy."

Yep, so that was a little part of my childhood. 

Just Me Again

     Have you ever had the feeling when you starting to write a paper and it's going pretty well and you think 'This time it's going to be better'.  You have a passable thesis, you've got what your going to do mostly thought out.  Then you start writing, and your thinking 'well this isn't what I pictured, but oh well'.  Then you finish the paper and it hurts just to look at it.  Well I just had that happen today, so I'm going to try to think of better things.

     I really like reading, which I mentioned in an earlier post.  And today I just finished again Beauty: a Retelling of the Story of Beauty & the Beast.  As you can see I like this book.  I must admit that isn't just because I like the book, I like most versions of Beauty and the Beast.  Belle is my favorite Disney princess.  So I was really excited that I go to be involved in the play Beauty and the Beast this last summer.
     I've never been in a play before, but I wasn't too nervous.  I was helping make up the dances with the director and some of my friends even before the auditions, so I knew I would be some random person at least.  I wasn't real nervous going to auditions.  I sang "There Was a Melody" from Rigoletto, and felt pretty good about it.  I didn't even think of who I was going to be, and after awhile I couldn't think of someone I could be who I didn't want to be, if that makes any sense.  So one day I looked on facebook and saw the cast page, I looked through everything and didn't see my name.  I was kinda confused, I had been looking through all the townspeople and dishes, but couldn't find my name.  Then I looked at the top and got super excited.  I was going to be the Old woman/Enchantress.  I had forgotten that character entirely. 
     I was going to get to wear an awesome cloak, an awesome dress, and it turns out since I could dance I got to be a spoon, and a villager as well.  I was, again, super excited.  We practiced for three months almost four days a week, but I didn't mind.  I was having fun, learning the dances, singing the songs.  And casting spells on whole castles.  Our director was pretty cool too, instead of just using the Enchantress at the beginning like they did in most plays I got to sing the beginning of Beauty and the Beast, and I came back in the end to change the Beast back into a prince.  It was so fun.  The funny thing is other than the songs I didn't say a word, some people may feel sad they didn't have lines, or maybe even like they weren't good enough, I didn't care, still don't.  I don't remember anyone regretting doing Beauty and the Beast, we all had fun.  And I made new friends.

                                                                                                         A.M.D   
  

My Birthdays This Year

     This year I had three birthdays.  My first was two to three weeks before my actual birthday, this part was with some of my friends.  We had a tea party, some of you are probably thinking, 'a tea party? really?'.  I understand, but this tea party was a wonderland/Masquerade tea party, so we dressed up.  We had tons of fun, we ate a bunch of stuff that's not good for you.  We did some English Country Dancing.  And I got to open some presents, that was pretty fun too, at least for me.  I was really glad it went well.
     My next party was with my family, my sisters roommate, and another family.  We all had a great time, I opened some more presents, ate more dessert.  We talked, some of us played games, and pretty much just hung out.  That was the night before my birthday day.
     Most of you a probably pretty bored with this already, don't worry it hasn't gotten to the exciting part yet.  I don't believe in superstitions but for this blog just pretend I do.  My 13th birthday was on Friday the 13th, pretty funny right, especially because it was a pretty fun birthday, and so far my 16th one had been too.  However that all had to change on my birthday day.
     I was sitting at my computer doing some school, I used to get school off on my birthday since I'm homeschooled, but with homework now I can't do that.  So sitting at my desk, doing school, my sister is behind me at her table, my mother is cleaning the bathroom (don't know why since I leave it spotless), and my dad is cleaning the lawn mower.  I was bored to death at this point, I heard the lawn mower turn on, then it turned off.  I didn't pay much attention.  Then my dad called my mother saying he needed help.  I didn't really know why my dad was asking my moms help with the lawn mower, four of my brothers were at home.  But then he called her again.  Realizing his voice sounded different I went to the door to see what was wrong.  My dad has sitting on the step at the back door holding his hand, then my mother and oldest brother still at home came in, my dad sent Ben (the eldest brother still living at home) out to find his finger.  My mother was as calm as she could be, she pushed me out of the way trying to find the phone, she still can't remember that.  Finally she found it, called 911, and asked for the closes hospital.  We don't go to the hospital very often, I have never been in one myself.  Meanwhile my brother was putting the tip of my dads left ring finger on ice in a plastic bag, my sister was a little confused over what was happening until she saw the finger.  I was just trying to stay out of the way.  My mom gave me the phone while she and my dad and Ben got into the van.  I was trying to ask the lady which hospital we should go to but she just kept asking whether we wanted an ambulance, after I told her no three times she finally hung up.  My mom said not to worry about it and left.  So I stayed home, called my music teacher and told her we wouldn't be having class, my younger sister wrote on facebook about it, so we got some calls from others.  Someone sent us pizza for dinner.  It was probably an 45 minutes after they left when Ben texted me saying Dad was fine and they where on their way to Modesto.  I kinda relaxed after that.  Cleaned up a little outside, there wasn't much blood or anything.  It was pretty crazy.  This was about a month ago.  It's still wierd to see my dads hand... but otherwise we're all good.

                                                                                                    A.M.D

J.S

   
     Make sure you watch the video before reading... There are many things that make this video funny to me, myself, I.  Your first impression is that these two guys are pretty stupid.  You feel sorry for them and their inability to understand what sad thing is happening in front of them.  "Mr. Warner" is not to smart either.  If his two victims didn't act so dumb he would have been caught immediately.  He feels pretty proud of himself.  In the end, as you can see, the two "victims" were the real culprits.  This was one of the biggest parts of the "funniness".
     Then there's the special effects.  In the beginning they have the black and white.  Video blinking on and off.  The scary music then bang, it goes to regular video.  When the two have doubts about "Mr. Warner" the music stops.  Throughout all the other parts there's this little "bum bum ba" kind of thing (you listened to it you understand).  Then once their out in the open there's no music and everyone is serious again... yeah.

                                                                                                            A.M.D

Me encanta nublados (when they translate this into different languages, what do they see as my titile?)

     I was inspired by a friend of mine to think of the sky again.  I absolutely love the sky.  I love sunsets, sunrises, big fluffy white clouds, dark scary clouds, lightning, thunder, rain etc.  On Instagram I usually post pictures of the sky.

 

     Sadly, all I use for taking pictures is my IPod.  I can never catch what it actually looks like.  The one on top is a picture of the sun this morning.  I woke up saw it out the window, jumped out of bed got my IPod and took the picture.  The picture on the bottom is right after math class, I had a headache, I was going to singing practice, and then I saw it and took a picture.  Made my day a little better.  

     I also love seeing the sky at night.  The starts are amazing, the moon looks cool in all it's different lunar phases (had to look that up).  I think the planets are awesome too.  I really want a camera that can actually take pictures of the night sky.  Now I'm not a science geek, I just think it's amazing the God lets us see this wonderful creation... love it.

     I realize a lot of my blogs have been kind of negative, even the one about the things I like to do.  So I decided to write about something that I really like to do.  It's helpful and more fun.  I hope some of you can see a little bit of how amazing I think this all is.

I Thought of a Name For This One

     Now, my last blog was about 10 things I like to do.  Well, now it's time for 10 things I don't like to do.  There are many things that I do not like to do, but I will only be telling you 10 of them. 

     1.  I don't like when my feet and are cold. (My feet are cold right now.)

     2.  I don't like when there are nuts in desserts.  (That doesn't count Peanuts, and Nutella.)

     3.  I don't like Monkeys.  I'm not talking about real monkeys, I don't really know very many real monkeys, I just don't like the cartoon ones. 

     4.  I don't like when my room is dirty, but I don't like taking the time to clean it.

     5.  I don't like waiting to the day before class to do my homework. *cough*

     6.  I don't like public speaking.  I'm sure I'm the only one too (that was sarcasm).

     7.  I don't like abbreviations like \o/ (which I have still not actually written on my computer), J.K I say juk, or any others.

     8.  I don't like forgetting what I was going to say.

     9.  When people turn books to movies and get it totally wrong.

     10.  I don't like when I cry during movies.  Which I do a lot.  Ugh.

     So those are some of the things I don't like to do.  I have to admit, it was much easier to find things I don't like to do than it was to find things I do like.  Pretty pathetic right?  Oh well, have fun. 

                                                                                                               -A.M.D

I Can't Think of a Name Right Now

     You peoples may be wondering what I like to do.  Alright I lied, you probably don't care.  But I'm going to tell you anyways.  So here it is, 10 of my favorite things to do.

     1.  Reading.  I love to read, I usually read kids books in the twelve year old section, but I just don't care to try to look through the teenagers section for anything good.

     2.  Singing/listening to music.  I like listening to music that I can sing to rather than music I can dance to.

     3.  Dancing.  Alrighty, I really don't like freestyle dancing, I like choreographed dancing, and dances where there is a certain way to do it, like English Country Dancing (the dancing in Jane Austin movies).

     4.  Watching movies and Crocheting.  This can only be done at the same time if you have seen the movie or T.V. show, already.

     5.  Eating Chocolate.  Enough said.

     6.  Learning a song on the piano or violin from hearing the song and not from the notes.

     7.  Doing my Wreck This Journal!

     8.  Instagram.  Putting my own pictures up, and looking at other peoples pictures.

     9. Staying warm.  I get cold real easily.

     10.  Imagining stories for myself.  I've never told people the stories I make up.  Partly because their really lame (I think of them before I go to sleep and while I do chores usually).  And partly because I've never finished them because I get bored of them too quickly.

     I apologize for my boring life, but I like it that way.  People want to have adventures, I want to stay at home and do whatever.  That may say I'm lazy or content, I think it's more likely because I'm lazy, but that's me.  Wow...
                                                                                                             -A.M.D               
                        

Technological Audrey

     I have been on the computer so much lately that I think it decided to, I'm not sure how to explain this, swallow me.  I am the computer.  As you can see I'm still able to speak to you all of you for the time being, but I'm not sure that 'time' will last long.  My computer decided to swallow me after I unplugged it.  So I only have 59 minutes left of life.  I don't think my family will notice that I'm gone until it's too late.  It's so uncomfortable being a computer, I'm sitting at exactly a 90 degree angle.  There's this fan that keeps whirring every time someone uses me or the computer.  It hurts when they hit the keys, and I'm getting a huge headache with all this thinking.  Whenever someone comes to the computer I have to do exactly what they say.  The delete parts of me, add on new ones.  I'm starting to realize I could teach so many things, but everyone uses me for their own amusement.  They get lazy and all they do is look at the computer all day.  I wonder, when my batteries die will I die too, or will I just fall asleep.  My new name is hp.  I've got all this little lights and symbols on me.  SUSANNA, SUSANNA LOOK AT ME.  NO ME.  It's no use she just passed by.  The headphones are plugged in too, so I can't really have a voice loud enough for them too hear me.  Oh no.  These batteries are terrible I've only got 10 minutes left.  What will happen to me?  Goodbye cruel cruel world.

"Squirrel"

So I'm sitting at my computer at home listening to some Phil Wickham.  Pretty much doing nothing.  Hey did you know that nothing from nothing leaves nothing.  My dad sings that song a lot, my older brother does too.  I actually have two older brothers, three younger brothers, three older sisters, and one younger sister.  Yeah big family... you know who else has a big family, Cassie in Dragon Tales, she has hundreds of siblings.  I used to love Dragon Tales, I still like them enough to be able to remember that Cassie has hundreds of siblings I guess.  I also used to love the Berenstain Bears.  My favorite book of the Berenstain Bears is The Spooky Old Tree.  I actually love reading books, give me a good book, tell me I don't have to do anything for the day and you won't see me again until I'm finished with the book, have to use the bathroom, or starving.  I actually don't think I've ever really been starving, sometimes when I miss a meal it's because I wake up late.  Ugh, I don't like waking up late, it's either wake up on time or early, or don't wake up at all.  But my mind tells me differently in the morning.  So, does anybody else like Phil Wickham?

What Happens When Your Brother Says 'Freeze'

     I'm stuck in my room. No joke. It all started when I was going into my house to finish my school, my older brother was standing outside with his air soft gun. He told me to freeze. I ignored him, I heard him coming after me so I ran to the bathroom. I heard my sister get shot behind me. I heard him talking to my sister, she said I would go through the window, but Ben said I was too big. He was wrong, while they were waiting outside my locked door I pretty easily got through the window.
     I ran to the barn just in case they had seen me out the window. Luckily they hadn't so I ran to my room (an eight by ten cottage) and locked my door and windows, unluckily I forgot the key. Then I texted my brother and told him to unlock the bathroom door, about five minutes later they found my hiding place, they had the key and air soft pistol. He unlocked the door and tried to push it, but I was sitting in the floor in front of the door and I pushed with all my might. My sister went to the windows but that didn't work either.
      It took a good eight minutes and the help of my sister to get his arm into the door, then he shot, it hit me, but just barely, only a flesh wound, I was still alive. He put the gun into the room I grabbed the gun and arm, he got into the room. Then it became a fight he, my sister, and I were wrestling in my tiny room. Laughing my younger brother jumped in to save me. It was a great help but Susanna still got the gun, but my brother had taken the ammo magazine (I think that's how you spell it) so she only had the gun and my younger brother Josh and I wrestled my older brother. Ben unlocked one of the windows. Susanna opened the window he threw the ammo out with Josh and I on top of him. Ben made Josh give, but since I'm a girl he was nicer to me. It didn't take long for my brother to get the gun and ammo from my sister he was willing to shoot me right up against my hand so that it didn't hurt. But I didn't want him to shoot me at all so I got it to where he was outside, he shot, AND HE MISSED. Oh it was awesome. I locked the door and windows again and the decided to do a stake out, but I had my "dead" brother Josh with me, and my IPod so I could finish my schoolwork. I tried texting my mom but I don't think she got it. Oh well, I'm pretty comfortable for now. I'm alive for now.
                                                                                                                      A.M.D

S.U.N

     So did you guys think I was done discovering the governments secrets, well you were wrong.  Have you ever heard of a place called Atlantis?  Of course you have, but have you ever heard that it's still around today?  Well whoever said that was lying to you, there's no such thing as Atlantis, but there is such thing as Sitnalta.
     Here, let me start from the beginning.  I was going about my business, doing my school all that good stuff, when suddenly I felt very cold.  It had been very warm just a second ago so I looked out the window.  Nothing had seemed to change outside, so I looked around inside, nothing seemed wrong.  Everyone else had felt it too, but they didn't seem to care too much.  So I went back to my school and in a minute everything was back, it was nice and warm.  Since meeting the alien in my dryer I decided to check out what had happened.  I went outside and looked at the sky, there were some clouds but it was mostly blue.  The sun was shining, and then it happened.  I got cold just as I was looking at the sun.  The sun had moved.  It didn't seem to change how dark or light it was on earth, but it definitely got smaller or farther.  I decided to investigate this strange phenomenon.
     I decided not to waste any time so I borrowed 25 year old (except he's well over 25 now) super-genius Bert Adam Downing's spaceship.  I went into that spaceship and sent it straight to the sun.  On my way there I remembered all those scientists saying that I would get burnt up before I got to the sun but I had to try.  It seemed like forever before I got to the Sun but I made it.
     The Sun was actually quite stable and not hot at all.  I was trying to figure this out when suddenly lots of little animals came up.  At least I thought they were animals.  They looked like dogs, dalmatians maybe, they were skinny and they had spots, but they were yellow with black spots.  They stood on they're front legs only like they were doing had stands and they started talking to me.  They asked me why I was here early, if I had brought the ice cream, and why I stood staring at them.  After a minute or two I found my voice and told them everything, I asked if they were aliens like my friend VraalLla'honk'shaQuiNton.  They said they might be aliens to me on earth, but that I was the real alien.  Then they told me everything too.  They, like VraalLla'honk'shaQuiNton had a deal on earth, but not with only the U.S, but he whole world.  They used their spaceship to warm the whole earth in exchange for ice cream.  You may not know it, but 34 and a half years ago the sun went out, but 2 years before that these aliens met our world leaders on earth and offered to help, but for some reason today their S.U.N wasn't working.  S is for salamander, U is for utopia, and N is for navy, The Salamander Utopia Navy, I don't get it either.
     After learning all this I said goodbye to my new friends, wished them luck on fixing our sun, and saving our planet.  I got into my spaceship and left.  The sun has been giving heat ever since, and no one seems to remember it getting cold, but I knew you all would care so I decided to tell you.   
                                                                                                                       A.M.D

Where Are Your Left Socks?

     Have you ever wondered what happened to your left socks after going through the dryer.  Well, be prepared to find out the truth. 
     Today was a crazy day.  There was school, chores, and fun.  There was also great, and scary discoveries.  I have found that the government has kept an important secret from us, now please, don't tell anyone I told you this but... there are aliens in outer-space, and they have landed on Earth.  Now you may be thinking that I'm just being silly, but I know this for a fact.  I actually met one today, his name is VraalLla'honk'shaQuiNton, and he lives in my dryer. 
     I know exactly what you guys are thinking right now, do these aliens live in all our dryers.  Of course they do, but they also live, and come, from Mercury.  It turns out they helped us invent the dryer and in return we let them live in our dryers and use our left socks.  They have little compartments in the back of our dryers that they live in. 
     It turns out they need our socks, especially, because ours are the best.  On Jupiter the socks are too big, on Venus they took to long to make, and postage was too expensive to get them on Neptune.  VraalLla'honk'shaQuiNton told me everything.  The only reason why they wanted payment with left footed socks is because that's all they have.  They have two legs, that grow into one foot, and this just happens to be a left foot.  This foot has eight toes and three of them are big toes.  Even though their bodies are small, their feet are the same size as any human.
     I hope you might understand that they did not come to harm you, but that they deserve their payment.   VraalLla'honk'shaQuiNton works hard, he has a family in Mercury that he supports, and without our left socks he will lose his job and their home.  He has always tried to be kind to my family and I.  Thank you for listening to this important message, if I live long enough, I will write again soon.

                                                                                                             A.M.D

Me... and Me... and fatigue.

Positive Me- Alright what am I going to write about?

Negative Me- Your never going to think of anything.  

Positive Me- I could if I tried, it's just hard for me to get started. 

Negative Me- You can only think of things to talk about when nothing is expected of you.

Positive Me- That's not always the case, sometimes I say interesting things when needed. 

Negative Me- That's only if you don't care about it in the first place, when you actually care your mind goes blank.  

Positive Me- But I can change that, it doesn't always have to be that way.  As you can see right now I'm trying.

Negative Me- Oh, yeah right, do you think this is really interesting for people to read.  

Positive Me- It doesn't matter really much what other people think, it matters what I think.

Negative Me- I'm still you, which means I know you still care, a little, of what people think about what you write.  

Positive Me- I'm trying anyway.

Negative Me- You could probably try harder.

Positive Me- O.K, this is getting boring.

Negative Me- Your telling me?

As you can see, I had no creativity at this time.  So, yeah... whatever... bye.

                                                           

                                                                                                                    A.M.D

Blogging

     I'm creating this blog for the purposes of my school work.  In my English class my teacher decided that gave us the choice of either writing some random writing prompts on a Blog, or in a regular old notebook.  Naturally we picked the former.  As you might have guessed this blog right now is one of my teachers prompts.  We are supposed to write a blog post about what kinds of things we will be writing about.  I will mostly be writing about the things my teacher has assigned.  Sometimes, but I won't promise, I might even write something on my own.  I shall try to remember to tell you which is which, but I probably won't remember.  I've never really thought about making my own blog until now.  So I'm not sure exactly what you will see.  Lots of homework, some of my own scribbles, and maybe a picture or two.

                                                                                                                                -A.M.D   Classified

(Get it, "classified" like made for class... nevermind.)