Ghosties

Geeze, i don't really believe in ghosties. There is always an explanation for everything; be it scientific phenomenon or simply figments of ones imagination. In the Bible it says you go straight to judgement the moment you die. However, demons are totally real i think. There are stories in the Bible of Jesus and his disciples casting them out, a demon even spoke to Jesus directly, Legion it said, it even had a name. Any who, my church goes to Africa once a year and my friend's dad has some pretty eerie stories of demonic encounters. He says that an ambassador of some sort came to see what the missionaries were doing and since he was in charge the ambassador came up to him. He said it got cold and he could see such hate in the blankness of the man's glasses. As soon as the man shook his hand, my friend's dad became ill to his stomach, puking and shaking for quite some time once the ambassador left. Another story lived by my friend's dad is when the mission team was on a bus and this boy who walked with spasms and had blank milky eyes ran in front of the bus and yelled something along the lines of CHRISTIANS GO HOME WE OWN THESE PEOPLE! there were mission teams from all over the world that spoke different languages and each and everyone of them understood. pretty weird stuff.

The Autumn

To me, it is the best time ever. Not only is it the most symbolic essence of change, leading to new wardrobes, hair styles, and attitudes, but it is also the introductory season of sweaters. Oh my goodness, i love love LOVE sweaters. Sweaters are so soft and i look really good in them. I look sophisticated yet they're still comfortable enough for me to act a fool in. I not only is it sweater weather, but cuddle weather. The smell of burning leaves, pumpkin spices, and apple cider caressing the rim of your nose as you snuggle by a fire, toasting 'shmellows and talking, taking occasional breaks to eye the starry sky and just wonder.
Autumn introduces sweaters, it's snuggle weather, and the food is remarkable. It is the season of Thanksgiving!
oranges, yellows, purples, and reds i like summer, but Autumn's where my love's at!

It's Raining

Rain, so soothing; brings health and life to vegetation, makes greens richer and trees taller. It helps the restless rest and the restful continue their pursuit of ultimate R&R. I love the rain. I sleep my best, think my best, and act my best whilst it rains. There is just something about the rhythm of rain, the continuous and sporadic, individual beat of each tiny rain drop that flows into one roar. it's a power in numbers at best. Rain can be so great, but it can also be so destructive. Each little drop, together can brush mighty trucks off bridges, annihilate homes, and reform the very earth itself. Rain is a marvelous and mysterious force to behold. I just hope this rain won't cause to much harm.

YAAAAAWN!

Why is it that school makes you so tired? What is it about these bleak, white walls and dismal brick surfaces that makes me want to curl up in a blanket and catch some Zs? I know it's not because i don't like school because oddly enough, i do. All my classes are fun and the work isn't unbearable. So what is it about this place that makes me so tired?! i swear, this summer i worked from 7:30am to 4:00pm Monday through Friday and would come home not feeling as tired as i do spending my 7hrs at school wear i do no intense or labor related activity.
I wake up a little groggy after having my 5 to 9 hours of sleep, come to school and am fine...until third period. Math, the class i need to stay awake for the most is torture. It's as if the air has been polluted by some gaseous poison, stinging my eyes, their lids begging my brain to close them but i know i can't lest i fall behind on my work. And in drama, the easiest of my eight classes. I sit down in the comfy auditorium seats and drift in and out of sleep, only fully alert to read my lines, then back to La La Land.
The most curious part of this fiasco is that once i'm home, i'm not tired at all. I lie down for a quick power nap before work, yet sleep refuses to come. I don't know. Maybe it IS something in the air here at Apollo High School. Or maybe it's something in the text books, because i know i can't be the only one with this problem.

What Do You Think?

I think it would be much easier to fight with dignity than to surrender in shame. If you are in any sort of conflict that seems unjust by your morals or the basic morals the human race live by, then your motives are pure. Pure motives let you lead with the upper hand, if you fight with dignity, verbally or physically, then there is little chance of failure. However fighting with unclear motives that lead to nothing more than self empowerment, or if you have selfish and arrogant ambitions, you will certainly lose.
To surrender is only acceptable if you arrogantly started something with somebody, or somebodies, out of spite and selfishness. It shows you are wrong and that you messed up and will accept all consequences.
To surrender because you feel as if you can't endure any more, or you don't want to look foolish, that is the most shameful of all. To surrender because you feel you can't endure is cowardice, selfish, and an over sum of how pathetic you are. To surrender out of fear is such a disgrace to not only you but where you came from, your family, everything you've ever known. If you stand up for what you know is right, and valiantly attempt to thwart your advisory, even is you lose, you'll look like a hero in the eyes of countless people. Especially those in the same boat as you.

Never back down unless you know you have made a mistake and the war you are fighting has no value, leads to no great peace or or the bettering of the lives of others.

The Greatest Hero Known To Anyone.

BiBLEMAN!!!!
Bibleman is THE best hero ever. Hands down. How? you may as, well i'll tell you.
1) He's witty. He has the courage to pun using scripture and bible stories as well as the skill to use them in a none blasphemous way.
2) He fights with a lightsaber.
3) He is the spitting image of Batman.
-He has all kinds of cool gadgets and He is a handsome bachelor with oodles of cash. The only difference is that Batman as Bruce partied hardy and has a wise, gentle butler. Bibleman curls up by the fire with his bubble pipe, extra plush night robe, a cup of tea, and of course his ultimate weapon, the bible.
4) Bibleman is a man of God. God picked him to be crazy tough and supernaturally strong as well as extremely smart. You can't beat God's chosen.

Bibleman is funny, outrageously entertaining, comfortable with his goofiness, and beautiful. I love Bibleman.

MUHNAYYYY, MUUHHNAYEEIIYAY!

Money; to me it is pretty dang important. I need it to get into college, i need it to pay bills, i need it to put gas in my car, i need it basically to live a comfortable life. I'm not going to say it's my main goal in life, but it is a priority none the less. If I get a job that i wind up loving and it leaves me with hardly a dollar to my name, i'll be ok with that. I'd rather spend my life with little cash and a whole lot of enjoyment than a crummy existence with Franklins flyin' out my wahzoo.
As much as i hate to say it, yes the world is obsessed with the almighty dollar. Many people lose their lives in pursuit of more more more money. But that's just something the world's going to have to deal with. Greed is an incurable illness satisfied only by the halting dark force of death itself.