SCUM

I love when I get my homework done. It feels so amazing.
It is much easier to do my homework when I actually have fun doing it, such as when it is art!
Now I have the rest of the day to do what ever I want. But I still have things I should do, like chores, piano, vacuum my room, maybe even eat the rest of my birthday cake....mmmmmmmm.
Well, nothing new to report. Just cousins coming over. I love cousins. And their friends.
And I love Scum! Such a fun game! Here's how to play!
Just enjoy. Ok? enjoy

A Lush, Green Mind

"The consequences of industrialization and growth."
In I am Number Four he talks about how his planet was once struggling like earth is now.
My mother keeps telling me I am at a turning point, I am trying to make it through as the blast doors are closing around me.
The world is at a turning point.

Christ will come and the earth will be born again.

I can be born again each time I try again, each Sunday when I take the sacrament.
I can work harder at my studies, work to become better in the aspects of my life where I am lacking.
Change is never easy, never.
Why can't it be easier?
Because we have set patterns that we like, that we stick to, and in order to break those patterns... we have to do something we are uncomfortable. Something I have never done before.
It is scary to change. It is scary to do something new
But it is also exciting.
What is it about doing something new, the first day of school, Christmas, starting a new job, going to a new place, that is so exhilarating?
Maybe it is the notion that I am doing something new, I am starting fresh, I am starting clean.
I can do better here than I have done before.
and I can.

My Life is a Gift

Trying to start studying is the hardest part of actually studying.
I have to put everything aside, and work on just the thing I need to, even though BOOK I really would rather PHONE!do other things like FACEBOOK take a nap or even BLOG do the dishes.
There are so many things I would rather be doing other than homework, but when I actually buckle down and do it I feel so much better about myself. Maybe I should just take baby steps, and start with typing my notes and then maybe I will get somewhere after that!
Well since I am already procrastinating.... I was thinking the other day. ("a dangerous past-time!" "I know!" - Beauty and the Beast)
Any man I meet, could become the one. That boy at dance class could be the one I spend eternity with ( I don't think so, but hey you never know!) Or maybe that one kid that I saw at work once. God only knows.
That is why I have decided, unless I think I could marry someone, I do not want to be in a more than friends relationship at all. Dates are fine, and mostly for fun and getting to know people better anyway, but to have a boyfriend is a rather large commitment and I do not want to break anyone's heart if I don't have to. (Though my mom does often tell me that boys can't help but fall in love with me.... :)

Sometimes it feels like life and love is all a big game of chance, and if I end up with the one I should will only happen if I get all 6's.
But I know it is not.
"My life is a gift,
My Life has a plan,
My life has a purpose
in Heaven it began.
My choice was to come
To this lovely home on earth
And seek for God's light
To Direct me from Birth.

I will follow God's plan for me
Holding fast to his words and his love.
I will work
and I will pray
I will always walk in his way
And I will be happy on earth
And in my home above."

LDS Children's Songbook pg 164

It's Spring

...
This is how I feel
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I Love Dancing!

do you understand now?
I am a bit, happy, excited, confused, freaking out, and a little bit hyper.
I have not felt this way in a looooooooong time!
I forgot how good it feels. Makes me want to dance the down street! But then I take one step outside the door and the cold wind pushes me back in.
Maybe I will just dance in the kitchen instead!

Of Safety and Such

Piccaso face for Art class

I just can't get enough of how well this picture turned out! I really love it quite a lot!
Well today my room is clean. Beautiful and clean. I love it! I cleaned my sheets, did my homework, watched the first half of My Fair Lady, got bored, turned it off. Clay came over, nearly died because my brothers were smoothering him. Finished my homework, did some dishes, now I am ready to watch People Will Talk with Cary Grant.
I have seen it once before, and it is nearly as good, if not as good, as the Happiest Millionaire.
Old movies are the best.
They don't have and of the nasty things today's movies do. I feel very safe when I watch a black and white movie.
I also feel safe when I am warm, when I am in my bed, when I get a hug from my mom after a long day. There is nothing like being safe.
And when you are safe, then you are able to progress up the triangle.
I have been using this triangle quite a bit in my child guidance class. And It makes a lot of sense to me as well.
Child Guidance (though I hate going, simply because I would like be asleep) is my favorite class. I love learning about how to keep yourself moving, how to help myself be better so that I can help my children and my students some day.

"Something Brought You Here. Fate. Destiny." "A Horse." - Tangled

There are many things That prove to me God is real. Even though they could be taken for something eles, Fate, Destiny, (a Horse), chance, luck, or any number of other things. But that is not what they are. When good things happen because of our actions, it is because of God. He blesses us. He only wants what is best for us, and that is not always what we want, but it is always what we need.
For instance, Last night as I came home from work, I knew institute would be starting soon, but I didn't want to go. I wanted nothing more than to stay home and go to bed early.
After 20 minutes of fighting myself I finally just bolted out the door and got in the car.
The class I went to was great, we spoke of world war II and the events that happened and what the church did during those events.
Then after, when I normally don't have anyone to talk to, I got to speak to Pianoman, Wonder Woman, Flash, and Dale.
It was incredibly fun! (though I hope you realize, my Wonder Woman and Flash are completely different than DC comics Wonder Woman and Flash)  There was karaoke and we all sang Under the Sea for the last song.
I hope that I get to become better friends with them. Well the only person who will decide that is me.


This is a continuation of the story I posted yesterday, Soren Cantus and I are writing it.


"What should I do with it? I can't leave it here!" Aliana looked around at her surroundings as if they would snatch the egg away.
"You're right, Aliana. This egg is your responsibility now. You must raise it."
She sighed under the weight of responsibility that suddenly rested on her shoulders.
Her mother stood. "We must return home, it will be dark with in the hour."
Aliana nodded, not taking her eyes off of the egg.
The egg seemed to hum with life. She held it to her chest, then stood, bowing  to the dead violet dragon, and then following her mother.
they walked home quietly, pondering the events that had occurred.
Aliana climbed up the ladder to her room in the attic, then proceeded to make a nest of blankets on her bed to set the egg in. When she was finished, she took one last glance at the egg before dissapearing down into the main floor to help prepare dinner.
As dinner was being prepared, Aliana kept looking up toward her room, distracted with thoughts of the dragon.
Her mother tolerated her lack of focus until after dinner. "Go up dear. You should be with the egg."
Aliana bolted from the table, clamering up the ladder.
She sat next to the egg, taking it into her arms, taking them both into unconsciousness.
As the night wore on, the egg grew warmer, as if the dragon were moving rapidly inside.
It started rocking jostling Aliana in her sleep enough to wake her.
The sun was just starting to break over the horizon.
Aliana looked at the egg, but had to look away quickly. It was emitting a light bright as the sun.
After a moment, the light subsided and Aliana could once again look at the egg. A spiderweb of cracks appeared on the surface.
She ran her hand over the face of the egg, and it began to shake violently.
She pulled her hand back just as part of the egg burst away.
A snout poked out, the mouth opening and barking out a high-pitched cry.
Aliana held her breath with excitement as the dragon broke away from her egg completely.
It flopped onto her bed, still slimy, covered in whatever liquid that had surrounded it in the egg. Its wings were wet and limp, lacking muscle and strength. Yet they were twice as long as its body was long, meant for flying.
Aliana reached out with her right hand, touching the dragons snout.
A vast piercing lighted void suddenly surrounded her.
She cried out, startled, searching for a way out, a way to shield herself from the void.
Two figures gradually took shape: The young dragon and its mother. The mother was touching the her snout to her child, lovingly.
Then the mother looked at Aliana and her voice resonated through the void. You will be my child's companion.
Aliana fell to her knees, bowing herself out of respect for the great beast. I will value him with my life.
And he will do the same.
The light faded and Aliana found herself on her bed.

Reminder!

I want to remind everyone that my blog for art class has changed! it is now Pre-Teaching!
Just click on that link to go there. I also have it listed in my blog list.
But feel free to keep reading this blog too! As I love it and have loved it for 4 years!

Just a reminder
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Found.

Finding a patter in life can be difficult when everything around does not fit together.
but according to the System's theory, Humans need patterns to function properly.
How can I bring a pattern into my life now, with everything changing every week?

I don't know where my boots are
and that makes me really sad.


I want to cry my eyes out
But that would make me feel bad.


I found my boots in my chair
resting for a while


And now I wear my boots all day
no longer feeling vile!


Aliana was walking around the feilds by her home when she heard a terrible screaming roar. She dropped to the ground, afraid the dragons were attacking. But when nothing happened for several minutes She brought her head up, looking around.
She heard the noise again and picked herself up. Crouching to avoid detection, she scurried through the forest.
Once again the noise sounded, though it was weaker. She was sure she was close.
She ran out from behind a tree, but quickly a towering red dragon glowering over a smaller violet dragon who was laying on her side, feebly trying to fend off the red dragon.
Aliana reached for her arrow, stringing her bow, then took aim.
She was ready to kill this red dragon, though she knew it would be difficult. Then the wind changed and the red dragon's head jerked in her direction.
That was all the violet dragon needed. She stroke, her jaws wrapped around the oppressing dragon's neck.
Aliana watched and the red dragon fought the violet one, then slowly grew weaker, and finally stopped all together.
The violet dragon unclenched her jaws and the red dragon fell to the ground, dead.
She shuddered to the ground, her tail flopping uselessly.
Aliana bit her lip, her conscience told her to flee, but her curiosity chided her.
You will never get another chance to see a dragon up close like this!
Aliana took a deep breath and moved out of the thicket toward the dragon.
The dragon's breath was heavy and labored. She touched it and jerked her hand back. The scales felt as if they were on fire!
The violet dragon lifted it's lip in a silent snarl.
Aliana moved away, then cautiously moved toward the dragon's head.
She knelt before the dragon and cast her eyes at the ground, extending her hand, palm facing the sky.
The dragon made a noise in it's throat then snaked it's head forward.
Aliana trembled as its nostrils flared right by her hand, exhaling a snort of warm breath.
She closed her eyes and put her hand on the dragon's snout.
It let her hand rest there, then pulled away, laying it's head down on the ground.
The dragon had it's eyes fixed on Aliana.
When she looked up the dragon glanced at her closed claws then at Aliana, then back at her claw again.
The dragon's eyes fluttered briefly.
Aliana looked around. She couldn't leave it here, especially if there was another dragon around like that dead red one.
She took her bow and shot two arrows up into the sky, one after another, a signal she and her mother had developed to tell her mother that she needed her.
She sat for a half hour, soothing the dying dragon. she shot three more signals before her mother came.
Her mother was running up the hill, "Daughter! Are you hurt?" she called breathlessly.
Ariana shook her head. "No I am fine, but... the dragon." she guestured to the violet dragon.
Her mother hesitated. " You remembered it is a wild animal?"
"Yes."
"and you treated the wild animal as I taught you?"
"With the respect of submitting to a master."
Her mother nodded. "Good, lets see what we can do to help this beast."
Aliana moved toward the dragon. Her mother balked as she was the red dragon. But as Aliana moved toward the violet dragon, her mother relaxed.
Aliana noticed but didn't say anything.
"What can we do?" She asked her mother.
Her mother sighed after she inspected the dragon.
"I am afraid there is nothing we can do."
"What do you mean?" Aliana said, worried.
"She is dying. She can't make it much longer." her mother shook her head.
aliana rocked back on her heels, her face falling. "Are you certain?"
"I am sorry m y dear. but she has only moments left."
"Is there any comfort we can give her?"
"I am not certain." her mother sighed again and put a hand on Aliana's shoulder.
The dragon's eyes fought for Aliana's attention.
Aliana sadly looked at the dragon. "I'm sorry I can't do more to help you." she whispered.
The dragon blinked once then looked at it's claw again.
Aliana noticed a glint from inside the claw.
There was something cradled under there!
Aliana crawled forward and moved the claws away. The dragon snarled weakly.
She jerked back her hand, making soothing clicking noises with her tongue. She reached forward and stroked the dragon's claw.
The dragon sighed sadly and relinquished it's grip as life faded from it's eyes.
Aliana moved the paw away and gasped, picking up the treasure.
She tenderely held an egg in her arms.
"Mother, look." she said quietly.
Her mnother reached forward and stroked the egg, her eyes soft in wonder.
"Aliana, you've found a precious treasure."