Memories, good and bad.

'Twas two weeks before Christmas, and all through the house not a cat was stirring but the humans were sure as heck!
Haha, sorry lame poem, but I couldn't resist.
Yes, two weeks before Christmas! ^_^ I seem like the only one in my house who seems excited!
I have looked past this year, moments, mistakes, despair, laughter, friendship, memories...
My most memorable moments were Disneyland, youth conference, junior year and weddings. I loved going to Disneyland in April for Spring Break and it was SOOO much fun! :D I wanna go back!
Youth Conference was extremely fun, though we had to sleep in tents; we went river rafting and I didn't get sick! (I usually get sick at camp).
Junior year started and so far, it's been great! I enjoy all my classes (English could be better if the kids who you have to pull by the hair kicking and screaming to class would stop fighting and talking crap about people.)
I went to two weddings this year, my neighbor Kestri was married to Doug, (hi, I'm Doug }:D) and my old neighbor Mackenzie was also married to Daniel. I wish them happiest and love for years to come.
The tragic memories that I never want to relive was the passing of Beck, the greatest and most amazing dog ever. He was a beautiful soul and had a loving heart, not a day goes by that I don't think of him. I love you, Beck. I know you are having a good time over the rainbow.
The second was the lost of a friend, I know one of my closest friend knows all about this and I am grateful for her ears.
I was friend's with a girl and we were close but than she did something that shocked me. Suddenly, I saw the girl that she really was. Her values were different and hung with some bad people, she would brag and always had to be right, she constantly made me feel stupid and got angry easily. I also started having nightmares of the girl and decided that I would stop being friends with her. I now have enjoyed junior year more without her bad influence. But the only problem now is, the girl is telling all of the people who we are both friend's with that I hate her. Truth is, I don't hate her. I just don't like having her influence around me. Sorry for the sob story, trying not to whine or anything.

Though it's not New Year's yet, I have made my new year resolution.

I will not find fault with others because I'm not perfect.

I have noticed that I judge too quickly, and it is wrong to blame their faults on them even though I have too many faults.
When I walk into a room with new people, I instantly think they hate me. I should give them a chance.

-Britt

Funny

I'm a total geek these days, was looking up star wars and found my way to these on deviart (however you spell
It.) :D love that site! Personal favorite is the last one. If you have seen the originals countless times like I have (Star Wars was my childhood in a nutshell) than you'll probably get a kick out of these.
Sincerely the Star Wars geek named Britt. >.<

Blue Rose

This really touching. I know a bunch of blue roses and they help me through life by servicing them.

A Blue Rose Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light bulbs paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox. So off I went. I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn't in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, "Mommy, I'm over here." It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged and also startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, "Hey Buddy, what's your name?" "My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother," he responded proudly. "Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve." "Steve, like Stevarino?" he asked.  "Yes," I answered. "How old are you Denny?" "How old am I now, Mommy?" he asked his mother as she slowly came over from the next aisle. "You're fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by." I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with excitement, because he was the center of someone's attention. He then abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section. Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn't even look at him, much less talk to him. I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God's Garden; however, "Blue Roses" are very rare and should be appreciated for their beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God. She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, "Who are you?" Without thinking I said, "Oh, I'm probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden." She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you!" and then I had tears in my eyes.. May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece or nephew. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family. From an old dandelion!  Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God. "People will forget what you said, People will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel!"        ANON

We all need to laugh

You ought laugh everyday of your life, I find it a common law in life, if you laugh a lot, you're a happier person. Try to laugh everyday, I do and enjoy life to the fullest.
I know it can be hard for some people and I understand, life is full of stress and hardship. Sometimes we throw the towel in and yell, "I quit!" I know how that feels. With the term ending this Friday, I was very tempted to not do my book report. But I got it done.
One of the things I use to make me laugh is the guy in the picture, Emilio Estevez playing William H. Bonny aka Billy the Kid in the movie, Young Guns. He is the silliest guy and his hyena laugh is so easy to catch!
I did base some things of Emilio Hazel off of Emilio Estevez (like the name). I really enjoy his work and his comedy. Thanks to my character, Emilio Hazel, I have been able to break my writers block easier or get a laugh. And he's just so sweet to Nikita and Ariel. Speaking of which...Emilio told me to say that he's naming his first daughter, Melissa. After Nikita's mom, Awwww:)

So don't forget to laugh and enjoy life, I know its hard but you'll make it if you keep your head high and your dreams in your heart.

Grateful

The sun is setting, I blink and smile.
I hear faint horses hoofs as the birds sing their song.
As young children run in their field, laughing. I hear their mothers call them in for bedtime, the day is ending. But the night was just beginning.

I am very grateful for everything I have, I love my friends and family.
I am grateful for empty pages to let my mind soar.

Fall Break

Fall Break has begun, I will party by writing and keeping characters in line, while I watch Anastasia or Young Guns. How did Rascal get all the way over there? Hmmm...

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