Okay, so I don't think that I really need rescuing, but omw, you would never believe me!!!
I'm going to...a localish Bible school!!! I WAS being homeschooled, but through a turn of events I am now going there!
Which, it's a good school, and I like the teachers, though giving up my proud rank as homeschooler kind of stings. I'm sorry to all my once fellow homeschoolers...I feel kind of like I'm betraying you and have let you down.
But here's something interesting...I am the ONLY girl in my whole class! ONLY GIRL IN MY WHOLE CLASS!!!
So anywho, one of my classmates has a radiated brain. He said so himself, then our teacher, Brother Toddifer (that's just in World History, the rest of the time we call him Brother Todd) asked him to move his radiated brain to a different seat, as he kept flicking Gavyn...Who is another one of my classmates, who looks much older than he actually is. He looks like he could be a senior, but he's not that old, he's just a freshman like me.
...but...awkwardness, I think I was getting flirted with at some point...I kind of felt disturbed....I think I'm gonna...ya know...not be anyone's girlfriend. Ever. I'm gonna be a crazy animal lady author...who drinks way too much caffeine and gets way too hyper, and makes everyone think that she has Attention Deficit Hyper SQUIRREL!!!
Umm...maybe I do...
Annnnnyyyyyywhoooooooooooooo...I like school!
Friday, August 31, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
A Day in the Life of....?
A day in the life of...you know I'll let you know when I find out, okay? Once I had a ton of pictures and stuff for a night in the life of me, but I couldn't get them all up in time, then I just lost the spark for posting that...Anyway! Moving on!
Does anyone know how I could watch Brave?! I've been searching, and searching for it! It's horrible! I looked on tubeplus.com, youtube, and even googled it! AHH! And I didn't just google the name, I googled Watch Brave online for free.
Hmm...so confusing.
Anyway, I suscribed to someone on youtube, and I knew who it was when I suscribed, but now I don't remember who it is! Granted I like what they post, but what really bugs me is that I don't remember who they are!
I think that they could be my friend Bekah's sister. I know that they're a girl!
I'm a little confused about the Catholics, and the Protestants, and all that. I mean, the Catholics seem nice enough, although I find it very very very strange, and idolitric that they pray to the saints... but, for the most part they do seem to follow the Bible.
But, most Protestants don't like the rules and stuff of the Catholics, and the Catholics are that way to the Protestants. Now, the Mormons I could understand because, they actually even have sacred underwear.
Okay, so I'm over at my grandparents house, and grammy is sitting here, and trying to watch me type, and see how well I type! At the dinner table! And she wants to know if I have the right typing formation, and what finger I hit the letter c with.
I'm typing fast, and I'm typing accurate...Does it matter what finger I hit my letters with? I mean, do they really come with a finger position like piano? Last I checked it didn't.
Apparently my left hand is over too far, and I'm not hitting the right keys with the right fingers, but who cares, because I can type very fast.
Piano is like embrained in my head or something because I keep trying to call the keys notes...is that crazy or what!
I have a 2 year old cousin, (well, techinically I have two, but I'm referring to Jaylee here.) And she ate half of a pickle I gave her.
Now, that wasn't really what I was going to tell you, but I couldn't remember what I was really going to tell you, and she's my cousin, and I wanted to make reference to her.
My mommy is awesome, and amazing, and the best mommy in the world. I love her. A lot.
And just saying...if anyone, I repeat ANYONE hurts my family...I will make your life miserable until it ends. Because I love my family, and if you hurt them, you deserve pain.
I'm sorry, I just thought I should warn you that I love my family a lot. They're very loveable.
So are bunnies. My bunny is awesome. My bunnies better than yourrrrrs is! But you have a chinchilla, so you win.
Do you know how soft a chinchilla is?! They are freakishly soft! And, ooh ooh ooh! They take dirt baths! Is that awesome or what?!
That or what was NOT funny.
Now, I know that some of you might not understand my wording, and increasingly odd typing skills sometimes...such as the term enbrained. They are Katieisms, you will get used to them. And if you don't...it's okay I forgive you.
I was supposed to be publishing my book this month. The Unnamed Legend, but I don't think that I'll be able to manage it... So I'm pretty sad.
I've got so many book ideas swirling around in my head!
See, there's some where there's a girl, who meets this guys, and then they end up going off on some sort of an adventure, and then there's others where this girl, so she lives with her grandparents, and then her grandma dies, and her boyfriends rapes her, and she gets pregnant, and she tries to decide if she should abort the baby or not, and then she ends up realizing no, she shouldn't, and doesn't, and gets closer to God and all that.
Okay, so my cousin (she's two) wants to make a paragraph. I'll try to tell her which keys to press, but she might just press her own.
n hi i zam japtylee k8iiii yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyybbbbfffffffxxxxxxxcccccccccccccccccccccggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrccccccccccccccccc .cy jjjjjjjkv n./
Didn't she make a good blog post? See, the first part is supposed to say Hi I am Jaylee. I was telling her which keys to press, but I think she was getting tired of that, and I asked her if she wanted to just press button now or not.
I think that she still wants to press buttons and stuff. You see, she's sitting on my lap. I'm kind of glad that she can't read yet. I don't know if she'll be one of the readers of the family or not.
Norma sure isn't. She's 10, and she's probably read at most 100 books. I'm 14, and I've probably read 14,000 books. Somewhere around there. I've read a ton of them. Jaylee keeps reaching in randomly and pressing the space bar. It's a bit annoying...
She wants to push the buttons too.
Now, as much as I like technology, there's very few technologies that I think that little kids and babies should have access to. I mean like, they should have music, if it's on a CD or MP3 player, then so be it! But I don't think that you should be giving them all sorts of technology...who knows what could happen with it!
Once, they was a little boy who got a hold of internet and stuff, and he bought a really expensive car with his mom's credit card.
See, that is why you don't give kids that much technology!
Okay, sorry, anyway...um...well, I guess I'm gonna go, before anything else wacky and random gets in my head, and I go random off.
~Katie :)
Does anyone know how I could watch Brave?! I've been searching, and searching for it! It's horrible! I looked on tubeplus.com, youtube, and even googled it! AHH! And I didn't just google the name, I googled Watch Brave online for free.
Hmm...so confusing.
Anyway, I suscribed to someone on youtube, and I knew who it was when I suscribed, but now I don't remember who it is! Granted I like what they post, but what really bugs me is that I don't remember who they are!
I think that they could be my friend Bekah's sister. I know that they're a girl!
I'm a little confused about the Catholics, and the Protestants, and all that. I mean, the Catholics seem nice enough, although I find it very very very strange, and idolitric that they pray to the saints... but, for the most part they do seem to follow the Bible.
But, most Protestants don't like the rules and stuff of the Catholics, and the Catholics are that way to the Protestants. Now, the Mormons I could understand because, they actually even have sacred underwear.
Okay, so I'm over at my grandparents house, and grammy is sitting here, and trying to watch me type, and see how well I type! At the dinner table! And she wants to know if I have the right typing formation, and what finger I hit the letter c with.
I'm typing fast, and I'm typing accurate...Does it matter what finger I hit my letters with? I mean, do they really come with a finger position like piano? Last I checked it didn't.
Apparently my left hand is over too far, and I'm not hitting the right keys with the right fingers, but who cares, because I can type very fast.
Piano is like embrained in my head or something because I keep trying to call the keys notes...is that crazy or what!
I have a 2 year old cousin, (well, techinically I have two, but I'm referring to Jaylee here.) And she ate half of a pickle I gave her.
Now, that wasn't really what I was going to tell you, but I couldn't remember what I was really going to tell you, and she's my cousin, and I wanted to make reference to her.
My mommy is awesome, and amazing, and the best mommy in the world. I love her. A lot.
And just saying...if anyone, I repeat ANYONE hurts my family...I will make your life miserable until it ends. Because I love my family, and if you hurt them, you deserve pain.
I'm sorry, I just thought I should warn you that I love my family a lot. They're very loveable.
So are bunnies. My bunny is awesome. My bunnies better than yourrrrrs is! But you have a chinchilla, so you win.
Do you know how soft a chinchilla is?! They are freakishly soft! And, ooh ooh ooh! They take dirt baths! Is that awesome or what?!
That or what was NOT funny.
Now, I know that some of you might not understand my wording, and increasingly odd typing skills sometimes...such as the term enbrained. They are Katieisms, you will get used to them. And if you don't...it's okay I forgive you.
I was supposed to be publishing my book this month. The Unnamed Legend, but I don't think that I'll be able to manage it... So I'm pretty sad.
I've got so many book ideas swirling around in my head!
See, there's some where there's a girl, who meets this guys, and then they end up going off on some sort of an adventure, and then there's others where this girl, so she lives with her grandparents, and then her grandma dies, and her boyfriends rapes her, and she gets pregnant, and she tries to decide if she should abort the baby or not, and then she ends up realizing no, she shouldn't, and doesn't, and gets closer to God and all that.
Okay, so my cousin (she's two) wants to make a paragraph. I'll try to tell her which keys to press, but she might just press her own.
n hi i zam japtylee k8iiii yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyybbbbfffffffxxxxxxxcccccccccccccccccccccggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrccccccccccccccccc .cy jjjjjjjkv n./
Didn't she make a good blog post? See, the first part is supposed to say Hi I am Jaylee. I was telling her which keys to press, but I think she was getting tired of that, and I asked her if she wanted to just press button now or not.
I think that she still wants to press buttons and stuff. You see, she's sitting on my lap. I'm kind of glad that she can't read yet. I don't know if she'll be one of the readers of the family or not.
Norma sure isn't. She's 10, and she's probably read at most 100 books. I'm 14, and I've probably read 14,000 books. Somewhere around there. I've read a ton of them. Jaylee keeps reaching in randomly and pressing the space bar. It's a bit annoying...
She wants to push the buttons too.
Now, as much as I like technology, there's very few technologies that I think that little kids and babies should have access to. I mean like, they should have music, if it's on a CD or MP3 player, then so be it! But I don't think that you should be giving them all sorts of technology...who knows what could happen with it!
Once, they was a little boy who got a hold of internet and stuff, and he bought a really expensive car with his mom's credit card.
See, that is why you don't give kids that much technology!
Okay, sorry, anyway...um...well, I guess I'm gonna go, before anything else wacky and random gets in my head, and I go random off.
~Katie :)
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tiny Post
Just a little post to let y'all know that I live and breath, and roam the earth seeking pickles to devour. Or maybe chocolate... Or maybe I should just go rollerblading...
I haven't gone rollerblading in forever, and I weigh more than I normally do. Which, no I'm not a fat girl, but I would really like to keep me unfat, and if I don't get my rollerblading in, while I may not be fat I will need new skirts cause the others are too tight...And I don't have money for new skirts.
I started school today! Awesome day! Yes, I'm homeschooled, and yes it was awesome. You don't need new lockers, and new classes to have an awesome day at school. Or new friends, and old friends.
Me? I'm thinking about becoming like a lone wolf. You know...
She whowalks rollerblades the lonely streets alone. I shall be Katie of the Wolves. Never mind that's copyrighted. I shall be Katie, the girl who hides in the shadows and knows few people, and fewer know her. I shall be Katie, the silent one, who only speaks to those around her through a blog.
Katie The Unwritten One!
Available in theaters near your imagination....
But still...I've been thinking about swearing off of making new friends, because I always end up loosing them, loosing contact with them, or them hating me later on or something :/ It's pretty sad actually...
You know, I'm googling my full name (Katie None-of YOUR-Business-What-My-Last-Name-is..) and my birthdate, and my parent's full names.
Trying to find me on google. Interesting how I can't. I'm a pretty spectacular person! (no...not really.) But you'd think you could find yourself on there somewhere. I keep finding stuff about Katie what's her face who divorced Tom what's his face, and is now being forgotten by her daughter what's her face, because her daddy spoils her rotten, and before too long he's gonna have a little girl who never takes no for an answer, and always wants this, or that or the other...
Why do we have to share the name Katie?! AHHH! It's not good, it's not right, none of it is!
Some little kids are spoiled rotten, and that's cause their parents never tell them no. This is going to end up being a bunch of spoiled rotten adults, who can't take no for an answer, because they've never been denied anything by their parents, so nothing else should be denied.
You know, I think there's already some adults like that. It's awful :/
I think that we should do something about it. Like raise our children right...Granted, I don't have children, and might never have children, but I can see the children at WalMart throwing temper tantrums!
And it's not a pretty picture...
What's even more ugly is when you see someone stealing something, then saying that they couldn't have, because "I have a baby!!!"
Ha, sure, of course, having a baby always keeps you from stealing! o.O People can be so stupid sometimes...
Okay, so anyway, I gotta go fold clothes, and all that awesome stuff...but...I'll try to be in touch, with my strange opinions, and interesting thoughts, and hyper thoughts, and all that good stuffehz.
Now I know that I have a fancy little thingy mabobber that I was gonna use here, but you know what? I saved it in my howrse notes, and I'm too lazy to go log into howrse, and copy past the link...
Ttfn! (ta ta for now..)
~Katie :)
I haven't gone rollerblading in forever, and I weigh more than I normally do. Which, no I'm not a fat girl, but I would really like to keep me unfat, and if I don't get my rollerblading in, while I may not be fat I will need new skirts cause the others are too tight...And I don't have money for new skirts.
I started school today! Awesome day! Yes, I'm homeschooled, and yes it was awesome. You don't need new lockers, and new classes to have an awesome day at school. Or new friends, and old friends.
Me? I'm thinking about becoming like a lone wolf. You know...
She who
Katie The Unwritten One!
Available in theaters near your imagination....
But still...I've been thinking about swearing off of making new friends, because I always end up loosing them, loosing contact with them, or them hating me later on or something :/ It's pretty sad actually...
You know, I'm googling my full name (Katie None-of YOUR-Business-What-My-Last-Name-is..) and my birthdate, and my parent's full names.
Trying to find me on google. Interesting how I can't. I'm a pretty spectacular person! (no...not really.) But you'd think you could find yourself on there somewhere. I keep finding stuff about Katie what's her face who divorced Tom what's his face, and is now being forgotten by her daughter what's her face, because her daddy spoils her rotten, and before too long he's gonna have a little girl who never takes no for an answer, and always wants this, or that or the other...
Why do we have to share the name Katie?! AHHH! It's not good, it's not right, none of it is!
Some little kids are spoiled rotten, and that's cause their parents never tell them no. This is going to end up being a bunch of spoiled rotten adults, who can't take no for an answer, because they've never been denied anything by their parents, so nothing else should be denied.
You know, I think there's already some adults like that. It's awful :/
I think that we should do something about it. Like raise our children right...Granted, I don't have children, and might never have children, but I can see the children at WalMart throwing temper tantrums!
And it's not a pretty picture...
What's even more ugly is when you see someone stealing something, then saying that they couldn't have, because "I have a baby!!!"
Ha, sure, of course, having a baby always keeps you from stealing! o.O People can be so stupid sometimes...
Okay, so anyway, I gotta go fold clothes, and all that awesome stuff...but...I'll try to be in touch, with my strange opinions, and interesting thoughts, and hyper thoughts, and all that good stuffehz.
Now I know that I have a fancy little thingy mabobber that I was gonna use here, but you know what? I saved it in my howrse notes, and I'm too lazy to go log into howrse, and copy past the link...
Ttfn! (ta ta for now..)
~Katie :)
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Mwah, Mwah! MY LOVIES!
Okay, so one, I have a friend who calls people her lovies, and loves, and all that jazz, and it appears to have rubbed off on me...Awesome? *eye roll*
Anyway, I know I haven't been blogging all that much, but there's a reason for that. I've had a fairly busy summer.
Youth Camp, Camp Meeting, and then...wait for it, WAIT FOR IT!!! A trip to Colorado all last week!
I will go through a brief whatchamicallit of my summer.
First off it started pretty...not good.....If you remember the whole explosion thing that I posted about Tyler a little bit before schools all across America started to let out...well, that was that...if you don't that's okay, no need to go read it!
Next I went to Youth Camp, sung an awesome song with an awesome person, made a few friends, saw old friends, ate good food, went to good services, all that awesomeness!
Then it was Camp Meeting.....Friends, food, church, teen service, laughs, and here's a good part to it!
Some good friends and I all got together and planned a group to earn money to go on TLC (Touching Lives for Christ) mission trips! We all want to do that, and so we got together, and came up with Fundraisers! We had a carwash while we were there, and it went pretty good!
We even have Vent Figures! (most people call them Ventriloquist Dummies >.< ) They hate that though. They REALLY hate that! You call them that and they will hate you for at least 5 minutes. Considering how talkitive they are, that's a lot!
Mine is named Bridget! (try saying that without moving your lips!) Her full name is Bridget Justine Sain.
Then after camp meeting...we went to Colorado! We being Grammy and Grampy. My Uncle Stephen lives there, so we visited him and his girlfriend there. Don't worry, they'll get married...EVENTUALLY! Like...when they're....40....they better hurry up!
We went to the top of Pikes Peak, (talk about no oxygen!) and the Zoo, (and guess what!!! I got to feed a purple tongued giraffe!) and we went to Whit's End! I love Whit's End! It even has the Imagination Station! I even got to get some Odyssey CD's! A whole album! ^_^
I also got a pet giraffe at the zoo! I name him, but I forgot how to spell it....but it's Latin for Big Purple Tongue. I'm gonna call him BPT for short.
And...I'm pretty psyched! I got a Britt Nicole CD! She's like one of my favorite singers! Seriously! You guys should so look her up!
And also...I love pickles!
I've also decided that I'm going to be a protestant nun! The first ever in the world!
See I'll build my Convent out in the open country side, and have it open to anyone, (except guys, and I guess them too if they're like half drowned or something...) But you have to be at least 14 to become a nun, though you can study to be a nun from age 10. And really you don't do that much studying...Just memorize some memory verses, and learn how to build simple things, and how to fix cars, and stuff like that.
And actually, I think you might legally have to be 18 to be a nun. :/
But we'll have a big Convent with lot'sa windows, some stained glass, some not stained glass, and some not.
And we'll have animals. Horses, and cats, and dogs, and parakeets, and chinchillas! OH! And bunnies, and cows, and goats, and chickens!
But, if we have any of the animals for food then we best keep them away from me, and not name them, and hire a butcher...
But anyway yeah!
We have a choice on if we wanna wear that cool hat, and or shave our head, (I would suggest not shaving anyone's head!) but we gotta dress modestly, and ready to run outside if there's a fire.
And we can leave the convent if we ever do choose to do so.
Sound good so far?
All I gotta do now is get it built! I get to be the Mother Superior! :D
Oh yeah, and here's something really funny! When I was at Colorado...my family tried to say that I was having withdraws...CAFFEINE withdraws... I was not having caffeine withdraws..I was having OXYGEN withdraws!
Talk about crazy family -_-
Anywho...yeah, I'm mostly home now...kinda stressed from a busy summer, but home.
School's gonna be starting up soon...ooooh boy....
I guess I better get my butt offa here for nowz :/
I guess I'll talk to me readers lata!
~Katie :)
Anyway, I know I haven't been blogging all that much, but there's a reason for that. I've had a fairly busy summer.
Youth Camp, Camp Meeting, and then...wait for it, WAIT FOR IT!!! A trip to Colorado all last week!
I will go through a brief whatchamicallit of my summer.
First off it started pretty...not good.....If you remember the whole explosion thing that I posted about Tyler a little bit before schools all across America started to let out...well, that was that...if you don't that's okay, no need to go read it!
Next I went to Youth Camp, sung an awesome song with an awesome person, made a few friends, saw old friends, ate good food, went to good services, all that awesomeness!
Then it was Camp Meeting.....Friends, food, church, teen service, laughs, and here's a good part to it!
Some good friends and I all got together and planned a group to earn money to go on TLC (Touching Lives for Christ) mission trips! We all want to do that, and so we got together, and came up with Fundraisers! We had a carwash while we were there, and it went pretty good!
We even have Vent Figures! (most people call them Ventriloquist Dummies >.< ) They hate that though. They REALLY hate that! You call them that and they will hate you for at least 5 minutes. Considering how talkitive they are, that's a lot!
Mine is named Bridget! (try saying that without moving your lips!) Her full name is Bridget Justine Sain.
Then after camp meeting...we went to Colorado! We being Grammy and Grampy. My Uncle Stephen lives there, so we visited him and his girlfriend there. Don't worry, they'll get married...EVENTUALLY! Like...when they're....40....they better hurry up!
We went to the top of Pikes Peak, (talk about no oxygen!) and the Zoo, (and guess what!!! I got to feed a purple tongued giraffe!) and we went to Whit's End! I love Whit's End! It even has the Imagination Station! I even got to get some Odyssey CD's! A whole album! ^_^
I also got a pet giraffe at the zoo! I name him, but I forgot how to spell it....but it's Latin for Big Purple Tongue. I'm gonna call him BPT for short.
And...I'm pretty psyched! I got a Britt Nicole CD! She's like one of my favorite singers! Seriously! You guys should so look her up!
And also...I love pickles!
I've also decided that I'm going to be a protestant nun! The first ever in the world!
See I'll build my Convent out in the open country side, and have it open to anyone, (except guys, and I guess them too if they're like half drowned or something...) But you have to be at least 14 to become a nun, though you can study to be a nun from age 10. And really you don't do that much studying...Just memorize some memory verses, and learn how to build simple things, and how to fix cars, and stuff like that.
And actually, I think you might legally have to be 18 to be a nun. :/
But we'll have a big Convent with lot'sa windows, some stained glass, some not stained glass, and some not.
And we'll have animals. Horses, and cats, and dogs, and parakeets, and chinchillas! OH! And bunnies, and cows, and goats, and chickens!
But, if we have any of the animals for food then we best keep them away from me, and not name them, and hire a butcher...
But anyway yeah!
We have a choice on if we wanna wear that cool hat, and or shave our head, (I would suggest not shaving anyone's head!) but we gotta dress modestly, and ready to run outside if there's a fire.
And we can leave the convent if we ever do choose to do so.
Sound good so far?
All I gotta do now is get it built! I get to be the Mother Superior! :D
Oh yeah, and here's something really funny! When I was at Colorado...my family tried to say that I was having withdraws...CAFFEINE withdraws... I was not having caffeine withdraws..I was having OXYGEN withdraws!
Talk about crazy family -_-
Anywho...yeah, I'm mostly home now...kinda stressed from a busy summer, but home.
School's gonna be starting up soon...ooooh boy....
I guess I better get my butt offa here for nowz :/
I guess I'll talk to me readers lata!
~Katie :)
Monday, August 13, 2012
Tips on How Not To Get Raped.
I don't normally post stuff like this, but I decided to. Just this once.
”THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. it may save a life.) Reblog this!
It seems that alot of attackers use some tactic to get away with violence. Not many people know how to take care of themselves when faced with such a
situation. Everyone should read this especially each n every girl in this world. THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONG…
FYI - Through a rapist’s eyes! A group of rapists and date rapists in prisonwere interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle.
They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.
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POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk:
can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.
2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would
not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and
armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our
instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using
much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel
little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.
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FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….
I know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will be some, where you will go “hmm I must remember that” After reading forward it to someone you care about, never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or
purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be
hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you! u are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.
If u have a heart or compassion reblog this post.
‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.
REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW
ATLEAST PEOPLES WILL KNOW WATS GOIN IN THIS WORLD.
So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.
I hope you all will Reblog. Lets See how many of you really care for this.
DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT NOT REBLOGGING THIS! IT COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.
”THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. it may save a life.) Reblog this!
It seems that alot of attackers use some tactic to get away with violence. Not many people know how to take care of themselves when faced with such a
situation. Everyone should read this especially each n every girl in this world. THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONG…
FYI - Through a rapist’s eyes! A group of rapists and date rapists in prisonwere interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle.
They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.
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POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk:
can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.
2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would
not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and
armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our
instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using
much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel
little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.
——————————————————————————————————————————-
FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….
I know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will be some, where you will go “hmm I must remember that” After reading forward it to someone you care about, never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or
purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be
hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you! u are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.
If u have a heart or compassion reblog this post.
‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.
REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW
ATLEAST PEOPLES WILL KNOW WATS GOIN IN THIS WORLD.
So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.
I hope you all will Reblog. Lets See how many of you really care for this.
DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT NOT REBLOGGING THIS! IT COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
The Trojan Leg
Alright, now I know I said that my last post was going to be my last post (probably) for a while, but I wanted to inform you all of the Trojan leg.
We've all heard of the Trojan Horse, and now comes the Trojan leg.
Mom and I were sitting there, talking about all of us spending the night at camp so that people would be able to pillage and plunder our abandoned house so much easier, and mom said that we would need to take our whole house with us. HA YOU THIEVES, YOU THOUGHT YOU WON, BUT NOT EVEN CLOSE! Sooo, we then had the issue of where to put it, and I suggested putting it on the roof of one of the dorms, and mom squashed that idea as if it were a bug. Soo, I suggested putting it in the parking lot, and she squashed that idea as well.
She told me that we needed to build a tiny little house for us, and our animals to go to camp in, and, I was looking at her leg.
So I asked her if we were building legs or houses. (proof that you should never talk to me late at night is it now?) She said houses, and I told her that we could build the Trojan leg, instead of the Trojan Horse!!!
See, we have the foot, up to the lower leg. (any higher, and that'd be just weird!) The baby toe, and the one next to it are where the bathrooms will be, the big toe, and the toe next to it are the kitchen, and then the other toe is the dinning room.
The rest of the foot is the menagerie, for the animals, and then the first floor is the living room/hall, the second floor is Mom's bedroom/hall, the third floor is MY bedroom/hall.
Sounds good doesn't it???
So yeah, if you see a random leg, that's probably the Trojan leg, that was all my idea!
I've also come up with great horse names for if I ever get a horse.
Pony of the Smattering Stream, Horse of the Rushing Water, Freckles from Yonder Glade, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, the Amazing horse of Awesomeness! Unicorn of Troubled Tears, Horse of the Backyard. Many many names.
Yes, yes yes, never get me and my mom together late at night! Oh the things we come up with!
Okay, I have a question...Why would anyone even want to take over the world? Don't they realize how hard that would be? Don't they care for human life? One ruler would be awful!
Okay, now I'm off for the night as I have five minutes before I must turn of this wonderful contraption.
~Katie
We've all heard of the Trojan Horse, and now comes the Trojan leg.
Mom and I were sitting there, talking about all of us spending the night at camp so that people would be able to pillage and plunder our abandoned house so much easier, and mom said that we would need to take our whole house with us. HA YOU THIEVES, YOU THOUGHT YOU WON, BUT NOT EVEN CLOSE! Sooo, we then had the issue of where to put it, and I suggested putting it on the roof of one of the dorms, and mom squashed that idea as if it were a bug. Soo, I suggested putting it in the parking lot, and she squashed that idea as well.
She told me that we needed to build a tiny little house for us, and our animals to go to camp in, and, I was looking at her leg.
So I asked her if we were building legs or houses. (proof that you should never talk to me late at night is it now?) She said houses, and I told her that we could build the Trojan leg, instead of the Trojan Horse!!!
See, we have the foot, up to the lower leg. (any higher, and that'd be just weird!) The baby toe, and the one next to it are where the bathrooms will be, the big toe, and the toe next to it are the kitchen, and then the other toe is the dinning room.
The rest of the foot is the menagerie, for the animals, and then the first floor is the living room/hall, the second floor is Mom's bedroom/hall, the third floor is MY bedroom/hall.
Sounds good doesn't it???
So yeah, if you see a random leg, that's probably the Trojan leg, that was all my idea!
I've also come up with great horse names for if I ever get a horse.
Pony of the Smattering Stream, Horse of the Rushing Water, Freckles from Yonder Glade, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, the Amazing horse of Awesomeness! Unicorn of Troubled Tears, Horse of the Backyard. Many many names.
Yes, yes yes, never get me and my mom together late at night! Oh the things we come up with!
Okay, I have a question...Why would anyone even want to take over the world? Don't they realize how hard that would be? Don't they care for human life? One ruler would be awful!
Okay, now I'm off for the night as I have five minutes before I must turn of this wonderful contraption.
~Katie
Last Post for a While?
This could be my last post for a while, because I will be semi busy for the next ten days, and having a blast with friends. I love friends. They re awesome people. Enemies aren't so awesome. Enemies are downright unawesome. Now I know, I know unawesome isn't really a word, but then again, neither is texting, but I use it anyway.
Now on the subject of words, I've gotten a new one!
Xute! Now, this is not pronounced Zute, it's pronounced, X-Ute, and means extremely cute.
Now, I want you to look at your computer keyboard. Look hard. But not too hard, I don't want you to bust an eyeball vein.
Have you found it yet?
Okay, here's a hint, you're trying to find out how the word xute came to be.
Didja find it now? Yes! You're exactly right, the C and the X are right next to each other! Yup, I was saying that something or someone was cute, and accidentally hit the x rather than the c. We were talking about kittens I think.
Now I'm off!
~Katie
Now on the subject of words, I've gotten a new one!
Xute! Now, this is not pronounced Zute, it's pronounced, X-Ute, and means extremely cute.
Now, I want you to look at your computer keyboard. Look hard. But not too hard, I don't want you to bust an eyeball vein.
Have you found it yet?
Okay, here's a hint, you're trying to find out how the word xute came to be.
Didja find it now? Yes! You're exactly right, the C and the X are right next to each other! Yup, I was saying that something or someone was cute, and accidentally hit the x rather than the c. We were talking about kittens I think.
Now I'm off!
~Katie
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Back From YG!
If you were wondering, YG stands for Youth Group, and I've actually been back for an hour or more.
Well, I had a good time at Youth Group, and got some yummy food. Little cookie thingies that taste like cake, and zucchini cake :) I like zucchini cake. It's yummy. I like zucchini bread too.
As of right now I'm letting my junk food settle, and watching Andy Grifith. He died :'( And my cousin keeps calling him Andy Griffin. Not that I have anything wrong with griffins but...well, you know.
I keep getting distracted from writing by the movie. It's on a DVD.
This is the one with Rafe Hollister is singing.
Okay topic change...
Have you ever noticed that when you first meet someone they're different than they are when you get to know them later?
Like the girl who's so shy around people, you get to know her, and realize that she never shuts up! (this would be me. I know I know, everyone thinks that she's so talkative, but I got told that I'm quiet!)
And sometimes there's this person you think is really nice, real sweet, and very trustworthy, then you find out that they're really a gossip.
And the person that you're scared of, you find out they're an awesome person, who you could trust with your life if you so did choose.
I've met both sides. And I'm the first example.
See there was this girl that I was friends with when I was eleven. I wasn't a very good judge of character, and it turns out that she wasn't a good friend. I should have realized that when she was telling me mean stuff about a girl I knew since I was two, but I didn't. Please note, I said knew, not was friends with. We were friends while I was in daycare, but not really close friends.
Then the other person was a guy who kinda scared me, and I wasn't sure how to react around him, then I got to know him, and realized he was a pretty sweet guy.
I call it the onion theory, and I'm sure that others have come up with it before.
When you first meet someone they only let you see their paper mask, because they don't know you, and don't trust you. As you get to know them better, and they get to know you, they take off their paper mask, and you see their tough skin, and the more you get to know them, and the more that they get to know you, the more they trust you, and the more layers they take off, until you're down to the soft middle. Their secrets and feelings exposed to you.
That's my theory. For some people they trust faster, for others it's a slow, slow process of trusting.
For me, it depends on the person, and the gut instinct I get from them. For some people I can trust them right away, for others I can't, and it's a slow process before they know my deepest fears, and feelings, and secrets.
Well, I'm not watching Andy Grifith anymore, now I'm watching Jungle Book. And doing a bit of discussing politics. Real discussing, not arguing. Like what my views are. I guess you'd probably call me conservative. Except for when it comes to clothes. I'm really liberal on my views of clothes. You should have more clothes on your body, so you cover up. Instead of having less clothes on your body.
I think it'd be awesome if I could talk to animals, and get replies. Like really speak Cattese, and Doggese, and Horsish.
Oh well, God didn't make us like that. Actually, he could have, because Eve wasn't surprised about the serpent speaking to her. Anyway, signing off as I have no more to blog about.
~Katie :)
Well, I had a good time at Youth Group, and got some yummy food. Little cookie thingies that taste like cake, and zucchini cake :) I like zucchini cake. It's yummy. I like zucchini bread too.
As of right now I'm letting my junk food settle, and watching Andy Grifith. He died :'( And my cousin keeps calling him Andy Griffin. Not that I have anything wrong with griffins but...well, you know.
I keep getting distracted from writing by the movie. It's on a DVD.
This is the one with Rafe Hollister is singing.
Okay topic change...
Have you ever noticed that when you first meet someone they're different than they are when you get to know them later?
Like the girl who's so shy around people, you get to know her, and realize that she never shuts up! (this would be me. I know I know, everyone thinks that she's so talkative, but I got told that I'm quiet!)
And sometimes there's this person you think is really nice, real sweet, and very trustworthy, then you find out that they're really a gossip.
And the person that you're scared of, you find out they're an awesome person, who you could trust with your life if you so did choose.
I've met both sides. And I'm the first example.
See there was this girl that I was friends with when I was eleven. I wasn't a very good judge of character, and it turns out that she wasn't a good friend. I should have realized that when she was telling me mean stuff about a girl I knew since I was two, but I didn't. Please note, I said knew, not was friends with. We were friends while I was in daycare, but not really close friends.
Then the other person was a guy who kinda scared me, and I wasn't sure how to react around him, then I got to know him, and realized he was a pretty sweet guy.
I call it the onion theory, and I'm sure that others have come up with it before.
When you first meet someone they only let you see their paper mask, because they don't know you, and don't trust you. As you get to know them better, and they get to know you, they take off their paper mask, and you see their tough skin, and the more you get to know them, and the more that they get to know you, the more they trust you, and the more layers they take off, until you're down to the soft middle. Their secrets and feelings exposed to you.
That's my theory. For some people they trust faster, for others it's a slow, slow process of trusting.
For me, it depends on the person, and the gut instinct I get from them. For some people I can trust them right away, for others I can't, and it's a slow process before they know my deepest fears, and feelings, and secrets.
Well, I'm not watching Andy Grifith anymore, now I'm watching Jungle Book. And doing a bit of discussing politics. Real discussing, not arguing. Like what my views are. I guess you'd probably call me conservative. Except for when it comes to clothes. I'm really liberal on my views of clothes. You should have more clothes on your body, so you cover up. Instead of having less clothes on your body.
I think it'd be awesome if I could talk to animals, and get replies. Like really speak Cattese, and Doggese, and Horsish.
Oh well, God didn't make us like that. Actually, he could have, because Eve wasn't surprised about the serpent speaking to her. Anyway, signing off as I have no more to blog about.
~Katie :)
Youth GROUP
Now, I know I've titled my posts something about Youth CAMP, but since today is Wednesday, and I have Youth Group then, (or AWANA, depending on what time of the year it is) I decided to title it Youth GROUP.
Yeah, I know I'm awesome.
Okay, so I found something awesome for you people with TracFones. So you know how you have to buy minutes every so often for your tracfone? Well, if you're a texter, fear no more! You won't be using up your minutes as fast, because I found a FREE ap on the computer for texting. If you don't have a computer though...Well, just skip this part.
It's called Pinger, and it's free. Click the word "pinger" that will take you to the website.
Thank you to those of you who have skipped over that part if you had no use for it!
So, I'm sitting here, watching the third Narnia movie, (Voyage of the Dawn Treader) blogging, and talking to some awesome people. (Karen, and Justice)
I'm also waiting to see if my friend will get on facebook, and message be back about if she wants to meet up at the corner of the street to go to Youth Group together. That's what we often do.
If you're wondering what part of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader I'm at, I'm at the part where Reepicheap convinces Eustace (in dragon form) to go back, and fight because he's awesome and can fight!
And I'm now at the part in The Hobbit where they've just gotten rescued by the Eagles. If I could remove myself from this contraption I could read a lot faster. But instead I stay on here, talking to people, writing my own books, and blogging.
Gah.
Anywho, I think I'm going to leave this post as is, and maybe post something longer later tonight.
~Katie :)
Yeah, I know I'm awesome.
Okay, so I found something awesome for you people with TracFones. So you know how you have to buy minutes every so often for your tracfone? Well, if you're a texter, fear no more! You won't be using up your minutes as fast, because I found a FREE ap on the computer for texting. If you don't have a computer though...Well, just skip this part.
It's called Pinger, and it's free. Click the word "pinger" that will take you to the website.
Thank you to those of you who have skipped over that part if you had no use for it!
So, I'm sitting here, watching the third Narnia movie, (Voyage of the Dawn Treader) blogging, and talking to some awesome people. (Karen, and Justice)
I'm also waiting to see if my friend will get on facebook, and message be back about if she wants to meet up at the corner of the street to go to Youth Group together. That's what we often do.
If you're wondering what part of The Voyage of the Dawn Treader I'm at, I'm at the part where Reepicheap convinces Eustace (in dragon form) to go back, and fight because he's awesome and can fight!
And I'm now at the part in The Hobbit where they've just gotten rescued by the Eagles. If I could remove myself from this contraption I could read a lot faster. But instead I stay on here, talking to people, writing my own books, and blogging.
Gah.
Anywho, I think I'm going to leave this post as is, and maybe post something longer later tonight.
~Katie :)
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Moo!
I have no explanation for the title of this post.
Okay, so a friend and I got into an interesting discussion about books like Harry Potter, and Percy Jackson. While I know that everyone has their own opinion she posted as her facebook status:
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Math: Ugh. Reading: I like reading. Social Studies: Yay! Science: What kind? Writing: No words can describe my happiness of "having" to write.
I love to write, so I'm not sure I'm even going to count my creative writing (stories, books) as school. Maybe I should though.
I mean, you like something, and you can do it, and it can be counted as school, go ahead and do so!
Math...It's my worst school nightmare. Being a homeschooler has it's advantages, such as not having nightmares of being alone in the hallway of your school, fully clothed, then someone coming out and laughing at you, then you realize that no, you're not actually wearing clothes at all, but are wearing what you were wearing when you were born. Nothing.
Me...I more have nightmares of giant math problems trying to crush me. Ugh.
I'm thinking about trying to find a tutor, because I know that you can get practically nowhere in life not knowing math.
I sure hope that I marry a guy who's good with numbers! Hey who knows, he may even be able to help me out with my math issues!
My main issues are that I can't remember how to do things beyond simple division. I can do, and like multiplying.
Mom says that she thinks it's because we didn't stick to one math book learning system thingy. I don't know if she's right or not, I just want to stop being so math disorented!
If we can find a math book, or tutor that can help me remember how to do this stuff, I will love the book and tutor for as long as I live, just never admit it.
You know though, I don't get how a person who can imagine tons of stuff, and write books that an editor (who is supposed to be judging the book critically) loves, can be so dumb with math.
Annnyyyywayyyyy, done talking about math!
Sometimes I wish I was public schooled, but it's not because of the peers, or the main of the teaching. I want to go for the extra classes! The ones like woodworking, mechanics, home ec, ect. Homeschooled kids don't exactly get to do stuff like that.
And apparently neither do some private schooled kids!
There's a private Christian school nearby, and they have no extra classes, (like the ones I just listed) or sports. How awful and sad is that?? At least they have music. That's one good thing.
Speaking of music, I would die without music! I'm almost positive that I would die without it. It's gotten me through many tough times. And given me hope. Both Christian music, and more non Christian music.
I did tell y'all about camp coming up right? Oh yeah, I'm excited! So excited!
I'm also watching the second Narnia movie. I so gotta read the books again. I also need to finish the book that I'm reading now.
The Hobbit.
So far, I love it!
For those of you who may be wondering, I'm at the part where they have just gotten away from the trolls, and I think that they've passed through the elves place, and are at the house of...a guy who's name I seem to have forgotten, but I think that it starts with an E?
Anyway, the point is that I love it, and that I wish I could be a hobbit. Granted, I would be even shorter than I already am now, (5 foot, and two inches tall if you're wondering) but think of the feet! I could go barefoot all the time! And live in a Hobbit Hole!!!
Anyway...your wishful hobbit-wanna-be is gettin off of her blog, (this one) and is going to try to get some stuff figured out for her book. Such as, when to publish it, getting it finally rechecked, and PUBLISHED!
So long, and farewell. Please, don't forget to comment your opinions about Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, and maybe even Twilight!
~Katie :)
Okay, so a friend and I got into an interesting discussion about books like Harry Potter, and Percy Jackson. While I know that everyone has their own opinion she posted as her facebook status:
"
Math: Ugh. Reading: I like reading. Social Studies: Yay! Science: What kind? Writing: No words can describe my happiness of "having" to write.
I love to write, so I'm not sure I'm even going to count my creative writing (stories, books) as school. Maybe I should though.
I mean, you like something, and you can do it, and it can be counted as school, go ahead and do so!
Math...It's my worst school nightmare. Being a homeschooler has it's advantages, such as not having nightmares of being alone in the hallway of your school, fully clothed, then someone coming out and laughing at you, then you realize that no, you're not actually wearing clothes at all, but are wearing what you were wearing when you were born. Nothing.
Me...I more have nightmares of giant math problems trying to crush me. Ugh.
I'm thinking about trying to find a tutor, because I know that you can get practically nowhere in life not knowing math.
I sure hope that I marry a guy who's good with numbers! Hey who knows, he may even be able to help me out with my math issues!
My main issues are that I can't remember how to do things beyond simple division. I can do, and like multiplying.
Mom says that she thinks it's because we didn't stick to one math book learning system thingy. I don't know if she's right or not, I just want to stop being so math disorented!
If we can find a math book, or tutor that can help me remember how to do this stuff, I will love the book and tutor for as long as I live, just never admit it.
You know though, I don't get how a person who can imagine tons of stuff, and write books that an editor (who is supposed to be judging the book critically) loves, can be so dumb with math.
Annnyyyywayyyyy, done talking about math!
Sometimes I wish I was public schooled, but it's not because of the peers, or the main of the teaching. I want to go for the extra classes! The ones like woodworking, mechanics, home ec, ect. Homeschooled kids don't exactly get to do stuff like that.
And apparently neither do some private schooled kids!
There's a private Christian school nearby, and they have no extra classes, (like the ones I just listed) or sports. How awful and sad is that?? At least they have music. That's one good thing.
Speaking of music, I would die without music! I'm almost positive that I would die without it. It's gotten me through many tough times. And given me hope. Both Christian music, and more non Christian music.
I did tell y'all about camp coming up right? Oh yeah, I'm excited! So excited!
I'm also watching the second Narnia movie. I so gotta read the books again. I also need to finish the book that I'm reading now.
The Hobbit.
So far, I love it!
For those of you who may be wondering, I'm at the part where they have just gotten away from the trolls, and I think that they've passed through the elves place, and are at the house of...a guy who's name I seem to have forgotten, but I think that it starts with an E?
Anyway, the point is that I love it, and that I wish I could be a hobbit. Granted, I would be even shorter than I already am now, (5 foot, and two inches tall if you're wondering) but think of the feet! I could go barefoot all the time! And live in a Hobbit Hole!!!
Anyway...your wishful hobbit-wanna-be is gettin off of her blog, (this one) and is going to try to get some stuff figured out for her book. Such as, when to publish it, getting it finally rechecked, and PUBLISHED!
So long, and farewell. Please, don't forget to comment your opinions about Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, and maybe even Twilight!
~Katie :)
Monday, July 30, 2012
Grrrrrowling!
Okay, no I'm not mad! I just like going grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, it makes me feel like such a tough girl! Oh yeah, I'm tough! Sooo tough! Haha, don't take me seriously on that, even if I don't cry often, I'm still not totally tough. It's true. I'm not tough. I also rarely cry. I'm not sure why though. It's strange. Guess too much time playing the tough girl.
Alright, so, I found something out. I get more views if I post my posts on facebook! It's amazing! I go from like 0 views to like...14! One of my blog posts had like forty some! That would be my interviews one. These are just individual posts though, not the whole blog.
Now, I have a topic on my mind. (no, it's not procrastinating, though that's on my mind too.) It's judging. Everyone seems to know that Bible verse that says, "Judge not lest ye be judged," and the one that says, "To every man who judges, let him be judged likewise." Now, hardly anyone seems to see the verses that say to judge rightly. (I'll find them for ya later, but they will be found!) To judge rightly means to judge the persons actions, but not the person. The Bible does say to judge actions. In fact Jesus even did that! He judged the Pharises actions, and called them what they were. Whitewashed tombs. (pretty on the outside, yucky on the inside. Much like that popular girl y'all know who is very pretty, but is mean to everyone not in her cliqe)
So no, don't judge the person, and don't gossip about them. Don't go to your friend Susie, and tell her all these bad things about a person.
If you see someone doing something that doesn't seem right, talk to them about it. If they say that you're judging them, and get all up in your kool aid, then that's their problem.
The Bible also says to listen to advice. If it's bad advice, don't listen to it though. Advice like, "Oh yeah, you should have a drink of beer, it tastes wonderful, and when you're drunk you are a perfect angel!" < That is bad advice.
Advice like, "You wait for your prince okay? God will bring him along someday, don't worry!" <That is good advice, and as far as I'm concerned it's very true.
Also, listen to your aunt if she advises you not to kiss on those metal slides at the park that are fun to surf down. Considering she's done it before and it tasted like a 9 volt battery she probably knows what she's talking about.
Or better yet, wait till Christmas when you make him chase you around trying to get you under the mistletoe.
I've always wanted to get kissed under the mistletoe...and dance in the rain...and eat two pickle splits in a row...okay, snapping out of it now!
Don't be too worried about me, kay? Kay, good.
Noowwwww, anyway, I was just gonna say that judging a person's action, (realizing, and pointing out that the action was bad, and should not be repeated, or done by anyone else) is different from judging a person. (Looking at a persons actions and saying, "dude, you're so messed up, and everything you do is wrong and bad! Quit it!" and completely unlovingly saying it.) Although you should tell the person that what they're doing is wrong.
Now, does everyone want to know a fun craft idea?
Of course you do!
Well, all week at VBS (the one at my church) the older kids (10-12) were working on decorating three ring binders. They were all the big ones, and the cloth that they all used was denim, (hey for once I spelled it denim first instead of tiepoing it demin!) and they were pretty awesome.
What they did was they cut the cloth (the denim) into one inch (approximately) thick strips, and took craft glue, and glued them horizontally across their binders. There was one boy who did them vertically, and they all looked pretty awesome.
After they did that they decorated them with pockets, and decals, (well, most of them did, Norma chose to leave hers with only the pocket) and it was all in all a wonderful craft.
I didn't do that craft however. I was given permission to, but I politely declined, as I thought it would be better if I helped out the crafters with their cutting and stuff.
I did however make one at home! Today! So far I have the cloth (not denim) cut out, and glued onto my binder. No decals yet though. No pockets or anything. Would you like to see a picture?
Too bad, I left my camera in the other room, and I'm too lazy to go get it! Haha, I'm kiddin', I'll get them to you tomorrow.
I was kidding about the no pictures, but you can't have them right now. Remind me later ;)
Later than now....Yes I know, I know, it's later, but, I mean later like, much much later!
Thank you....
Okay, now I'm gonna talk about Prince Charming vrs Knight in Shining Armor. Who would you rather have?
For me I would rather have a Knight in Shinning Armor. I mean, seriously, think about it, what is the mental image you get when you think Prince Charming. You got that in your mind? Okay good, keep it there. Now think of a Knight in Shinning Armor. What's that mental image?
When I think of a Prince Charming, I think of a handsome man, who lavishes his princess with whatsoever her heart desires, and can give her anything she wants. Handsome, winks at her across the room, smiles at her, wraps his arms around her, and gives everyone a big movie grin. Not really wrong persay, but...well, when I think of a Knight in Shinning Armor, I think of a man who's strong, and brave, and can protect me against practically anything. A handsome guy, who will give his princess hugs, and make her feel like a treasure. Maybe he can't give her every single thing that she wants, but when you think about it, you don't even want half the stuff you want!
(for example, if I had a TV, I'd spend all my time watching TV, and none doing stuff like blogging, and talking to people, and reading books, and stuff like that.)
So for me, I'd rather be protected, and feel like a treasure than getting whatever I want, and having a prince with a film star grin.
The next order of "business" otherwise known as my crazy ramblings, is my book!
The Unnamed Legend. I started it when I was...twelve? I may have been ten. I know I was ten when I started writing. Granted, my work was a bit confusing, and the grammar was atrocious, the spelling made no sense whatsoever, but I still wrote. I think I was ten or eleven, maybe twelve when I started it, but no older than.
See it started out as being typed up in a whatchamicallit with no spell check, and I started writing it. Back then it had no name. It was in fact titled, "Ha Ha Kayden." Don't ask me why, I really don't know!
It had the worst grammar and spelling in the world I would think.
Thankfully I knew how to use quotation marks, and capitalization, but my spelling was awful!
I had my their, there, and they're's all mixed up! Not to mention that half the time "their" was spelled, "thier."
Thankfully I've gotten a lot better at spelling. And grammar. And all that stuff really.
I think that sometimes I've turned into a Grammar Nazi!
I'm going to set up a blog just for my book, and I'd love for you to go check it out when I get it up!
Anyway, that's all for now!
~Katie
Alright, so, I found something out. I get more views if I post my posts on facebook! It's amazing! I go from like 0 views to like...14! One of my blog posts had like forty some! That would be my interviews one. These are just individual posts though, not the whole blog.
Now, I have a topic on my mind. (no, it's not procrastinating, though that's on my mind too.) It's judging. Everyone seems to know that Bible verse that says, "Judge not lest ye be judged," and the one that says, "To every man who judges, let him be judged likewise." Now, hardly anyone seems to see the verses that say to judge rightly. (I'll find them for ya later, but they will be found!) To judge rightly means to judge the persons actions, but not the person. The Bible does say to judge actions. In fact Jesus even did that! He judged the Pharises actions, and called them what they were. Whitewashed tombs. (pretty on the outside, yucky on the inside. Much like that popular girl y'all know who is very pretty, but is mean to everyone not in her cliqe)
So no, don't judge the person, and don't gossip about them. Don't go to your friend Susie, and tell her all these bad things about a person.
If you see someone doing something that doesn't seem right, talk to them about it. If they say that you're judging them, and get all up in your kool aid, then that's their problem.
The Bible also says to listen to advice. If it's bad advice, don't listen to it though. Advice like, "Oh yeah, you should have a drink of beer, it tastes wonderful, and when you're drunk you are a perfect angel!" < That is bad advice.
Advice like, "You wait for your prince okay? God will bring him along someday, don't worry!" <That is good advice, and as far as I'm concerned it's very true.
Also, listen to your aunt if she advises you not to kiss on those metal slides at the park that are fun to surf down. Considering she's done it before and it tasted like a 9 volt battery she probably knows what she's talking about.
Or better yet, wait till Christmas when you make him chase you around trying to get you under the mistletoe.
I've always wanted to get kissed under the mistletoe...and dance in the rain...and eat two pickle splits in a row...okay, snapping out of it now!
Don't be too worried about me, kay? Kay, good.
Noowwwww, anyway, I was just gonna say that judging a person's action, (realizing, and pointing out that the action was bad, and should not be repeated, or done by anyone else) is different from judging a person. (Looking at a persons actions and saying, "dude, you're so messed up, and everything you do is wrong and bad! Quit it!" and completely unlovingly saying it.) Although you should tell the person that what they're doing is wrong.
Now, does everyone want to know a fun craft idea?
Of course you do!
Well, all week at VBS (the one at my church) the older kids (10-12) were working on decorating three ring binders. They were all the big ones, and the cloth that they all used was denim, (hey for once I spelled it denim first instead of tiepoing it demin!) and they were pretty awesome.
What they did was they cut the cloth (the denim) into one inch (approximately) thick strips, and took craft glue, and glued them horizontally across their binders. There was one boy who did them vertically, and they all looked pretty awesome.
After they did that they decorated them with pockets, and decals, (well, most of them did, Norma chose to leave hers with only the pocket) and it was all in all a wonderful craft.
I didn't do that craft however. I was given permission to, but I politely declined, as I thought it would be better if I helped out the crafters with their cutting and stuff.
I did however make one at home! Today! So far I have the cloth (not denim) cut out, and glued onto my binder. No decals yet though. No pockets or anything. Would you like to see a picture?
Too bad, I left my camera in the other room, and I'm too lazy to go get it! Haha, I'm kiddin', I'll get them to you tomorrow.
I was kidding about the no pictures, but you can't have them right now. Remind me later ;)
Later than now....Yes I know, I know, it's later, but, I mean later like, much much later!
Thank you....
Okay, now I'm gonna talk about Prince Charming vrs Knight in Shining Armor. Who would you rather have?
For me I would rather have a Knight in Shinning Armor. I mean, seriously, think about it, what is the mental image you get when you think Prince Charming. You got that in your mind? Okay good, keep it there. Now think of a Knight in Shinning Armor. What's that mental image?
When I think of a Prince Charming, I think of a handsome man, who lavishes his princess with whatsoever her heart desires, and can give her anything she wants. Handsome, winks at her across the room, smiles at her, wraps his arms around her, and gives everyone a big movie grin. Not really wrong persay, but...well, when I think of a Knight in Shinning Armor, I think of a man who's strong, and brave, and can protect me against practically anything. A handsome guy, who will give his princess hugs, and make her feel like a treasure. Maybe he can't give her every single thing that she wants, but when you think about it, you don't even want half the stuff you want!
(for example, if I had a TV, I'd spend all my time watching TV, and none doing stuff like blogging, and talking to people, and reading books, and stuff like that.)
So for me, I'd rather be protected, and feel like a treasure than getting whatever I want, and having a prince with a film star grin.
The next order of "business" otherwise known as my crazy ramblings, is my book!
The Unnamed Legend. I started it when I was...twelve? I may have been ten. I know I was ten when I started writing. Granted, my work was a bit confusing, and the grammar was atrocious, the spelling made no sense whatsoever, but I still wrote. I think I was ten or eleven, maybe twelve when I started it, but no older than.
See it started out as being typed up in a whatchamicallit with no spell check, and I started writing it. Back then it had no name. It was in fact titled, "Ha Ha Kayden." Don't ask me why, I really don't know!
It had the worst grammar and spelling in the world I would think.
Thankfully I knew how to use quotation marks, and capitalization, but my spelling was awful!
I had my their, there, and they're's all mixed up! Not to mention that half the time "their" was spelled, "thier."
Thankfully I've gotten a lot better at spelling. And grammar. And all that stuff really.
I think that sometimes I've turned into a Grammar Nazi!
I'm going to set up a blog just for my book, and I'd love for you to go check it out when I get it up!
Anyway, that's all for now!
~Katie
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Posting Nonsense Again!
Okay, so...Yesterday, after my post guess what I got to do!
No...I didn't get my book published. Good guess though!
Nope, no world record for me!
Um...no, I don't want to get that kind of job anyway o.O
Well...yeah, I did go to bed, just not till much later at night...
Okay, stop it, you are awful at guessing!
I drove a standard!
Okay, here's the answers to your questions:
No, I didn't kill anyone.
I drove behind an auditorium at first.
It was a red ford *wince* truck, which I liked fairly well for a ford, but at least it was a truck. I'm a truck girl.
I killed it twice on the way home, which was about a mile, and that was when I was getting out of a stop.
Anyway, mom's cutting my computer time *sob* sooo, I gotta go.
~Katie :)
No...I didn't get my book published. Good guess though!
Nope, no world record for me!
Um...no, I don't want to get that kind of job anyway o.O
Well...yeah, I did go to bed, just not till much later at night...
Okay, stop it, you are awful at guessing!
I drove a standard!
Okay, here's the answers to your questions:
No, I didn't kill anyone.
I drove behind an auditorium at first.
It was a red ford *wince* truck, which I liked fairly well for a ford, but at least it was a truck. I'm a truck girl.
I killed it twice on the way home, which was about a mile, and that was when I was getting out of a stop.
Anyway, mom's cutting my computer time *sob* sooo, I gotta go.
~Katie :)
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