Well, hiya people. I feel so awful. I haven't posted in TWO FULL WEEKS!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
So, I'm turning the big 16 on Tuesday! Yay! To celebrate, my mom and I are going to go to Glen Ivy Day Spa in Corona and get facials and girlie stuff like that! I'm really looking forward to that day. And as of right now, I have two presents staring at me with big eyes saying, "Open me!" trust me, right now i want to just tear them open and see what they are.
In other news, my dad was deployed to Christchurch, New Zealand, for the 6.3 earthquake that they had at the beginning of this week. I don't know when he'll be back, but if you can, please keep the whole 74 man team and their families in your prayers!
And now, I want to post some pictures. I haven't done that since we've gotten our new computer, so it felt like a right time to do so.
O.K. I lied. I can't see my pictures, because the Photo Viewer hasn't been updated yet. So maybe next time.
P.S. I added some Justin Bieber tracks to my blog...don't judge me! He is an awesome artist! If you don't want to listen to him, just scroll down to the bottom of my blog and skip his songs. But I suggest you listen to them, preferably Somebody To Love or Never Say Never. Thank you for listening.
See ya soon!
Jeremiah 29:11
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
World War I
Imagine being this man, in the first World war, her hasn't seen his wife and kids since 1914, he has watched his friends die in front of his eyes, and he has lost all hope in surviving the war. This is his letter to his wife Molly, and his children Danielle and Mitchell.
Dearest Molly,
I want this war to be over. Those Germans never seem to want to call it quits. I fear that this war will never be over for me, and that I will never be able to see your beautiful face again. I pray to God everyday that I will be able to watch our kids play together in front of the radio before their show came on. How I miss them so.
If I could change anything about the war, it would be these horrendous trenches. These awful things could make even the strongest men break down. This is the worst thing I have seen in all my life. Thankfully, right now I am not in the front lines. However long I am in the back lines is how long I am guaranteed life. Even back here, the rats continue to eat us alive. These mangy cat-like creatures continue to eat our food and our equipment. But in the front lines, it's even worse. When a soldier dies, the rats usually go for the eyes, and then they continue their way in for the rest of their meal. I fear that one day I will become their dinner.
Another thing that sickens me to my core is the poison gas. Those Germans just want to kill us all. At first we were attacked by tear gas. It may have made me cry, but it wasn't as bad as the chlorine mixture that German doctor made. The first time they used it against my rank, I was stationed in the Marne river. The cloud was a strange yellow color, and at first, no one knew what it was. We were quickly ordered to put on our gas masks, and my comrade, Nathan, found his too late. I miss his company. He was my brother is this horrible place.
I wish to get away form these trenches. I am longing to see you and the children again. Tell Danielle and Mitchel that their father is safe and that he loves them very much. As for the picture I have of you and the children, I cherish it whenever someone dies. I know that I have you to look forward to when I come home to England. I love you very much Molly, and I cannot wait for the moment I see you again.
Yours truly,
Brian
P.S. I wrote this...do you like it?
See ya soon!
Jeremiah 29:11
Dearest Molly,
I want this war to be over. Those Germans never seem to want to call it quits. I fear that this war will never be over for me, and that I will never be able to see your beautiful face again. I pray to God everyday that I will be able to watch our kids play together in front of the radio before their show came on. How I miss them so.
If I could change anything about the war, it would be these horrendous trenches. These awful things could make even the strongest men break down. This is the worst thing I have seen in all my life. Thankfully, right now I am not in the front lines. However long I am in the back lines is how long I am guaranteed life. Even back here, the rats continue to eat us alive. These mangy cat-like creatures continue to eat our food and our equipment. But in the front lines, it's even worse. When a soldier dies, the rats usually go for the eyes, and then they continue their way in for the rest of their meal. I fear that one day I will become their dinner.
Another thing that sickens me to my core is the poison gas. Those Germans just want to kill us all. At first we were attacked by tear gas. It may have made me cry, but it wasn't as bad as the chlorine mixture that German doctor made. The first time they used it against my rank, I was stationed in the Marne river. The cloud was a strange yellow color, and at first, no one knew what it was. We were quickly ordered to put on our gas masks, and my comrade, Nathan, found his too late. I miss his company. He was my brother is this horrible place.
I wish to get away form these trenches. I am longing to see you and the children again. Tell Danielle and Mitchel that their father is safe and that he loves them very much. As for the picture I have of you and the children, I cherish it whenever someone dies. I know that I have you to look forward to when I come home to England. I love you very much Molly, and I cannot wait for the moment I see you again.
Yours truly,
Brian
P.S. I wrote this...do you like it?
See ya soon!
Jeremiah 29:11
Friday, February 4, 2011
growing up...
In less than one month...I'm gonna be 16. Sixteen...that number seems so interesting and dangerous. The year I can officially get my liscence. I'm going to be a junior in high school next year. But I've also go TWO more years until I can officially move out. Two years until college. COLLEGE. College seemed like a huge idea in 5th grade...and I feel like I should still be there. This summer, Meghan and Courtney are going to compete in a tournament in Atlanta, Georgia. And when that tournament is over, we will be driving to Orlando, Florida to spend a week and a half down there before flying back home. My dad says it will be a fun trip, and hes also said our last big family trip with Brooke. Oh eM Gee. Last family vacation with Brooke? Just yesterday it feels like, I was in kindergarten pretending I could fly like an eagle, I was in 4th grade making my sugar cubed mission as a project, I was in 7th grade and I was learning the ropes of being homeschooled, and now im a sophomore and I'm reading core novels, learning about World War I, writing more and more in Spanish everyday, trying to understand geometri concepts, and becoming a young woman in the process. I never thought I could grow up, just like Peter Pan, and yet here I am...growing up. Watching the final episode of Hannah Montana made me think of college for myself. What will happen to me? What will happen to the relationships I've made in the 15(almost 16) years that I've been on this earth? Me and my friends may never see each other again after high school...it amazes me. I love all my friends...Reily, Chrissy, Mikaela, Yemi, Conrad, Christian, Jacob, Cassidy, Caitlyn...everyone. Growing up make me grateful for everything that has happened in my life...for all the influences, all the pain, all the laughs, and all the smiles. All the rain, all the double rainbows, all the clouds, and all the snow. My life is awesome...maybe growing up isn't that bad after all.
See ya soon!
Jeremiah 29:11
See ya soon!
Jeremiah 29:11
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