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So this morning, my mom and me had an interesting incounter:

we had some Jahova (sp?) witnesses come to the door about 2 hours ago. and i was in the kitchen and yelled to my mom “SOMEONE’S AT THE DOOR CAN YOU GET IT CUZ I’M NOT DRESSED” forgetting the screen door was wide open so they could hear me. so then my mom yells, “BUT I DON”T HAVE MY TEETH IN” so she put them in and got the door and they where laughing.

This is a blog draft from May 30th. I don’t remember not posting it, but I guess it wasn’t posted. I guess I was planning to add to it later but never did. I have alot I COULD talk about, but even more that I’m not going to talk about. That’s the thing with blogging, you always have more you don’t blog about then you blog about, if that makes sense. i mean in one blog post you couldn’t cover the whole dictionary, every detail in your house, your favorite bird calls, or the song stuck in your head. It just isn’t possible, believe it or not. unless you want each of your blog post to be bigger and longer than those huge dictionaries that you only ever find at the library or on tv.

I’m now off to eat some stuffed bell peppers! YUMMO (;

My road is under construction, is yours?


p.s. Dying my hair with some fun soon, look forward to pictures!

Oh no! What’s with the title? Our beloved hero is leaving this blog? How can this be? How can we stop you?

Don’t worry, this blog is staying right here! But I’m starting a new blog

This will be for my training for the 2010 Larkin Hoffman MS 150 Ride I am doing next year. So don’t worry, this blog isn’t moving anytime soon, just expanding!

Remember way back when? When i started a story? Well I’m in a writing mood so it is now continued. If you haven’t read the first part please go and read it! Thanks

          “Good Afternoon Mr. Henderson!”
          That must be the nurse again. I open my eyes just fine, then try and sit up. Ahhh, oh yeah I, well I, I think a little bit then remember that I don’t know what happened. “Mom?”
        “She just took a little break, she should be back soon. Your dad is in the chair sleeping,” The chipper nurse says, “are you ready for your dinner?”
       I turn my head enough to see dad. His leg is twitching like it does when he is nervous. I ignore the nurse’s question and ask questions of my own, “How long have I been here? What happened to me?” Talking still isn’t all that easy, I have enough breath to get one more question out, “Why is dad nervous?”  I’m now trying to catch my breath.
          “Calm down now Mr. Henderson, I’ll awnser all those questions after you…” 
           I give her a glare when she calls me Mr. Henderson. “My Name is Jerald.”
         “Okay Jerald, how about some apple sauce?” The nurse replys, without missing a beat.
         “Answer my questions first!” I attempt to make myself sound serious, but I can’t get enough energy to do that.
         “Okay Jerald, You have been here for, oh look it’s already been 2 days. Your getting better each hour, the time has just flown by!” I’m getting a little sick of all this peppy chearleader nurse,”You slipped at the dance, and the ambulance brought you to the ER, and then you where brought here. For the last question, what parent wouldn’t be nervous when there child is hurt?”
            “If I just fell, why am I in such bad shape?” I’m exhausted, I try to not let the nurse see that.
            The nurse looks around a little bit, is she, nervous? Why would she be nervous? “That’s enough questions for now Jerald! For now, eat some apple sauce!”
             “I think I’m tired, I’m going to go back to sleep,” Why won’t she tell me more?
            “Could you please just eat some apple sauce? If not for me, for your mom and dad?” She doesn’t sound as chipper now.
             “I’m not stupid, I know I have a feeding tube in, just feed me through there, I’m going to go to sleep.
            “Oh Mr Jeffery,” She says in her chipper voice again. As I start to drift off I can hear her hum a little tune. It reminds me of when my mom used to hum to me before I started school.

That seams like a perfect place to stop. I don’t want to, but i don’t want to start a new segment. Maybe more tomarrow? Who knows.

P.S. Added a novel categorie!

Am I the only person who does this:

I see somthing/do somthing and then think OH I HAVE TO WRITE ABOUT IT IN MY BLOG! Then start narating everything that happens in my head as if it is how I will type it in my blog. But after getting so exited about it, once I get to the computer and start typing: I never write about what I envisioned.

Does anyone else do this? I was just wondering cuz I do it almost weekly.


I’m going to come right out and say this, I got this idea from
You see, I decided I’m going to pull an all nighter! And I’ll update you with a little mini post each hour, I’m not going to post each time, but all in one big post! Hopefully this won’t get TOOO crazy!!!!

ten pm

It is literally 10:00 PM right now. Okay now it isn’t, but I find it funny that when I typed ten pm it was truly that time to the minute! Okay it isn’t hillarious, but you get the idea, I hope.
I can tell already this isn’t going to be easy, I’m pretty tired even now. I have a Dr. Pepper in the fridge but I want to wait until i really need it, maybe at like 3 or 4?
I’m going to go watch Super Size me now since I am yet to finish thanks to going to bed and talking on the phone with friends!
See you at 11!

eleven pm

I’m still watching super size me! It really is amazing! If you care, here is a link
I”m feeling less tired than i did at 10, weird. But I am craving mcdonalds, is that weird at all? I’m watching a video on how bad it is, yet I want some of it. Well i don’t eat anything other than frys there anyway, cuz there fish is gross!

Right now I have a song stuck in my head. I don’t know what it’s called, it’s one of my mom’s old songs. The lyric that is stuck in my head is “Baby you sleep while I drive” It’s a cute song. Somtime I’ll look it up and link that song up!

Well now I’m going to go check a blog post and then finish supersize me! Okay, K? BYEEE

twelve pm

SKREW THIS! I like sleep, haha! Sorry, this is now going in the fail catagorie!

Just so you know, I didn’t go to bed right then and there. It is now 2:17 AM and I am still awake, but at 12 i decided that the all nighter was going to be a no-go!!! But I don’t want to write more now, so Good Morning I guess!


Shocker, I know! Second blog post today! But there are things I feel like blogging about, cuz if I feel like blogging, i’ve learned I just should.

I was talking to my mom, like I do everynight before she goes to bed, and she said somthing I wanted the world to not hear. “I’m going to call the animal shelter tomarrow.” Under any other circumstance, this would be wonderful. It should mean joy, we’re getting a new addition to the family. But no, this time it isn’t a good reason to be calling. She is calling to ask if they will take our cat, Grissom. I said “Okay, good night” and left. While I got up and left she asks “are you okay?” and I reply, “No, but it doesn’t really matter.” She then tells me to come back and talk to her, which I do. She gives me the talk you give a five year old. “You know why we need to do this, right?,” “Yes, I’m not five anymore mom, i’m not stupid, but anyway you know I’m not going to just accept it, Good night.” I then got up and left, but when I open the door the cat runs in the room and under her bed, i chase him out and leave. Once I’m out I start balling. I knew this was coming, but this is the first time I’ve shed tears over it. As I’ve stated before, my mom is a big procrastinator. I was hoping this was somthing she would procrastinate over until it doesn’t happen. Why can’t it be? He has only peed in one room, which he hasn’t been in since. He hasn’t peed in any other area of the house since he has been locked out of that room, which has been for over 3 week. The room is now useable, and has no hint of pee. I understand the cat could probly still smell it, but it would be fine as long as he never was allowed in that room again. Wouldn’t it be? I’ve only been this attached to a pet one other time in my life, and that was my poodle Cashmere[RIP 12/1/06]. The thing is it’s not only that we are getting rid of Grissom that is a hardship, it’s knowing we will never have a dog or cat in this house again since they might smell the pee.

On another note, since useally blogging brings me joy, and this has just made me cry more and more. I got a new banner. I went through old pictures to put in it to kind of show how i’ve changed in the last 2-3 years. I just thought I might post this picture since it didn’t make it in the new banner:

This is me in the musical CATS! Fall 2008

This is me in the musical CATS! Fall 2008

I thought that this blog needed a picture of me from my acting experiance, how about two pictures?

Me in one of my roles in Flowers for Algernon

Me in one of my roles in Flowers for Algernon

 That is a picture of me playing Mrs Nemur, my smaller role out of my two. The guy appearing closest in the picture to my left was Mr. Nemur, I wouldnt being married to that boy (the actual boy, not Mr. Nemur).


Okay, This has been a big day for my blog, a total of almost 2,000 words between the two blogs!!!

The path to success in underconstruction!


Wow. It doesn’t seem like it’s been, what 6 days since I last blogged! I have no excuses for not blogging on Wed. or Thursday. Friday I was babysitting and this weekend i went on a very interesting last minute camping trip. Now It’s Monday and I’m glad to be blogging again.

Someone’s blog I read did a post on lyrics. She asked “what are your favorite lyrics?” One of her favorite’s where from a tv show. Strange Days of Blake Howsly High, to be exact. Thinking about mine, mine are also from a tv show, Degrassi The Next Generation. I’ve been watching this show quite alot lately, thanks to no school and this like giant June Degrassi marathon. I used to watch it back when it just came out, When Emma, JT, Liberty were in 7th grade and Spinner, Ashley, Paige were in 8th. Now Spinner and them are graduated. Okay now onto the lyrics part of it. I don’t know all of the lyrics too the theme song, but the most repeated part is “We’re going to make it through” [note this is the original theme song, not the new lame one that has like no words] To me, this is such a true lyric/quote. High School isn’t easy. Expecially if you compare it to how they tell you about it in the ackward 9th grade orientation by the National Honor Society. I remember being told their over and over, “these will be the best years of your life,” “The four years will go by so fast,” and “the friends you meet here will be your friends for the rest of your life.” So far, none of these are true for me. My 9th grade year was the 2nd worst year in my life, after 8th grade. The last month in 9th grade, was the worst month in my life. The year did go by faster then previous years, so I guess that is kind of true. In my school I don’t even really have a best friend. I have a group I’m close to and hang out with, but I’m yet to have a sleepover, or a more than 2 minute phone call with any of them. I also can’t stand my grade, as I’ve mentioned before, so don’t worry I won’t go on about that. But the group I’m close with, is a year above me, so hopefully some awesome new nerd kids come to my grade before Senior year! “The friends you meet here will be your friends for the rest of your life,” Looking at adults in my life, this isn’t true for any of them. My grandma, all her friends are from work, red hatters, or college. My mom doesn’t have much of a social life, just some work friends. I have a ton of more examples, but I don’t want to go on about that. OKAY I just kind of noticed I got REALLY off topic. Back to the lyric “we’re going to make it through” As I’ve said several times so far, High School is long, not fun, and just hard, but you know what? We’re going to make it through, one way or another.

Now that I’m on the quote/lyric page I want to talk about my motto for this blog. “Under Construction.” The road to success is alway under construction. This is true in two ways. 1.) If you grew up in the 60’s  your path to success might be to pass High School, and if you wanted a job with a degree you got a 2-4 year degree. You knew for some reason you wheren’t supposed to do drugs, but it was never made clear, so you did them, not really knowing how bad they where. If you grow up now the path to success is about getting good grades, being ready to compete in a global market, trying to take advance classes so you can take college classes your junior and senior year to get into the real world sooner, saving for college, being in plenty of extra curriculars to get into a good college. I’m not saying that no one worried about some of these things in the 60s, but it was different, even if I am really bad at making examples. 2.) YOUR path to success is always under construction. Maybe you entered High School on the B honor roll. you had trouble with some teachers and ended up flunking half your classes, and now your path to success is to pass summer school and keep a D average through the rest of high school, and not drop out. Maybe you entered High School at a D average, trying to just get through, ended on B honor roll and planning a career as a Intererior designer. [input your path to success and how it has changed in comments]

My path to success, and how has it changed: I started out in 5th grade really being into politics. I decided I wanted to be a lawyer since that is a good job to have before you run for state office. I believed that’s what I wanted until 9th grade. At our school we have a class called Focus. It is required for all 9th grade students. In this class we learn life skills and how to find careers and plan our high school classes for certain careers. We also had a big project where we had to research all the jobs we are interested in. Of course, I researched Lawyer. I found that wasn’t a career for me. I found that a career in Radioligy was more my forte. We also had to shadow someone in the field we were interested in. I still would like to be legislator or Senator, since politics is somthing that really interests me, but I might just start out a little different.

What are you really interested in? Are you a left wing or a right wing? are you democratic or republic? What are your views on Abortion? Creation or evolution? Gay marriage? All that stuff interests me so much. I have my opinions, which for all of that stuff is very left wing, and for those of you who don’t know that:
I’m Democratic.
I’m pro-choice.
I believe in evolution.
I support same sex marriage.

I love hearing other people’s opinions on political issues. I love having arguments over those things. I’m very open minded. I really doubt you’ll be able to change my mind on any of the above issues, but I’m always ready to listen to why someone thinks the opposite of what I am for is more correct.

I have been convinced that biblical creation should be taught in any class where evolution is taught, but then students should not be allowed to get notes out of class for one or the other. I am a total believer in evolution, but I know it isn’t proven, so we should be taught the other side of it. The hard part about teaching it would be you’d probly have to do a whole unit on it and what different parts of the world, and different religion beliefs. I wish it was taught, since I’d like to learn more about it, call me crazy.

This is one of the reasons I really liked Obama’s platform. He is open to listen to the other side. Now he doesn’t talk about creation and evolution, but when creating laws he listens to the other sides opinion. He even has Republicans in his cabnet! I find that so amazing! I think of myself as alot like Obama. Just how we are both so open to listening to the other side.

Okay, this blog post has gone from tv show lyrics, to under construction, to paths to success, to beliefs, to Obama! Wow, no wonder this is such a word pwn of  1314 words!

-Under Construction

Hi Hi!

So today i’m blogging for one reason, and that will be at the end. For now I get to ramble on about nothing of importance. I have no idea what to ramble on about. How about rambling? Rambling is a way to drag somthing out so it will last longer. One might do it on a date to spend more time with the person. Another reason one might ramble is because they are nervous. I do this alot, but that is not why I am rambling right now. According to ramble means: Going on and on about a stupid and worthless subject that no ones interested in anyway

How was that, a ramble about rambling? I think its pretty nifty.

*the crowd goes wild*
HOLD ON! What crowd?
Okay, moving forward

This is my kitty hugging a moose

This is my kitty hugging a moose


That is my cat, Grissom hugging a moose, burt. I took this while talking to Nora (found at ). Nora also gave me the moose!


Today I feel like I have alot to write. So this will probly be short, cuz it never works like that, I know that by now.

My cat has been peeing in my room. Ew, gross, right? So we thought it was just once or twice, we cleaned it up, it was a little musty but we didn’t have time to do much else. With the summer my room has become unbarebly hot and well, smelly. My mom bought a carpet shampooer, thinking it would help. Well it didn’t. So the last few nights I’ve been sleeping in the living room. That leaves me waking up sore somewhere on my body from the weird sleeping positions. Also, my mom as you can expect isn’t all to happy about this cat. He is a part of the family, so its not like we could just bring him to the vet, and, well you can figure it out. She’s basicly decided we’re getting rid of him. We have to wait a little while since he has an infection on his leg. Since of this infection we haven’t been letting him outside. Well lastnight he snuck out. We haven’t seen him since. It isn’t that uncommon for him to stay out for 40 hours after being couped up for a long time. But of course my mom brings up “Alot of times if cats can sense your getting rid of them they’ll run away.” He deffinatly could sense that energy off my mom. He was avoiding her at all costs and all jumpy when he was within 10 feet of her. I hope he didn’t run away. He’s such a good cat! It was just that a few times we let his litterbox go too long so he needed to find a new spot, and once  a cat marks their territory, you know what happens…

GREAT I’ve already forgotten everything else I wanted to write about. I guess I’ll write about somthing random?

I’ve been still eating really carefully since wisdom teeth removal seeing I’m trying to avoid dry sockets, and just overall pain. Now my stitches have dissolved, to soon and i have this flap and a hollow space. probly going to have to go in, and might have dry sockets. Doesn’t THAT sound fun?

Yesterday was the last day of [insert my hometown’s name here] Days. As every year there was a parade. I’m in band, as I’ve stated before and wanted the pep band points so I went to play in the parade. Since I can’t play for a week after surgery I got to play a percussion instrument. I was actually kind of exited. Get to stand in back, instead of in front with the flutes, and improvise with some instrument with a funny name. When i got there I was handed a Maracca, which I was absolutely fine with. So there I was standing in the back shaking to the rythm of the fight song when Mr. Dewitt comes to the back of the room takes the Maracca out of my hand and gives me another instrument and a drum stick. Yay, right? I get an intresting, foreign instrument with a fun name to write about in my blog. Nope, of course not. Want to know the ever so interesting name of the instrument i played? The block. WOO HOOO! Not. It’s a plastic hollow block open on one side. Atleast I still get to stand in the back and improvise? Nope I get to stand in front my the flutes and keep the beat, the whole parade. It wasn’t all to bad, but it was boring and tiring, thats for sure! Don’t forget I’m in the front, the farthest from the percussionests, so I screwed up the beat a few times. Once durring the fight song I started playing the rythm instead. oops. Oh well, atleast next year I will be playing my flute to the songs that are familiar to me!

I think saying “I have alot to say so this will probly end up being a short blog” unjinxed my jinx and made it so It could be longer! As of now I have 697 words! Its the longest blog post I’ve had in awhile! YAY!

-marina(a very happy one to be exact)

Hello world of blog readers!

Today is Saterday. Today is when having no social life, well, basicly sucks a big one. I’m sitting in the living room, with, yup you guessed it, a laptop, typing my blog. I guess it is only 10 AM and most humans in my age range are probly in sleepy-time mode.

Today I’m stopping taking the ever-so-strong (not to mention lovely) pain killers. I’m now stepping down to ibroprofin, which is not so strong and lovely, and still leaves some pain. But on the bright side, I’m not drowsy any more! 🙂

Okay I want to talk to you about somthing. Okay write to you about somthing.


I think that the smile shortcut is very cute, and just adds a little pizzaz to a blog entry. But WordPress went and made the nice little (: into an evil grin :)! Their little cartoon smile is not cute. It just makes me think of diobolical plans to take over the world. Not that I have any such thing, but you gleam my meaning! 🙂

Yesterday I was curtious enough to take some nice pictures for you, blog of mine, but why haven’t I posted any yet? I can’t find the cord for my cammera. I am SOOO looking forward to having a cammera attatched to my computer. Once I do this blog will have way more pictures, and will probly lose the few views it has.

Right now, frankly, I am in pain. Not horrible pain, but GAH THIS IS ANNOYING pain. So I am going to leave you at that.

-Under Construction is the Game-

-Marina is the name-


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