Meh,

Quiz time. Just posting a link to a quiz. A how well do you know me quiz. I might edit this post later with onfo and rants raves and talk.

 

http://www.testriffic.com/friendtest/535723

 
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Poem

Daddy's Poem

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.


"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far.

You see he was a policeman
and died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
and taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.
"I know you're
with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.

But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.

They say it takes a minute to find a special
person, an hour to appreciate them,
a day to love them, but then an entire
life to forget them.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and
remember to send it also to the person that sent
it to you. It's a short message to let them know

that you'll never forget them.

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're
in a hurry and that you've forgotten your
friends.

Take the
time...to live and love.
Until eternity. God bless
 
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Blissfully annoyed

Yes, I am blissfully annoyed. Okay blissfull because last night I made homemade vanilla ice cream and it was very good. And easy to make. And no I don't have an ice cream maker. I got to giant ziplock bags. Okay not gaint gallon sized. Put half cup of milk, 1/4 teaspoon of vanilla, and a tablespoon of surgar in one bag. Sealed it. In the other I filled it half full of ice then added 6 tablespoons of sea salt. PPut the milk, sugar, vanilla bag inside the ice one. Sealed both shook it and shaked it for around ten minutes and had ice cream. It was very good but it only made a little bit. Another reason why I am blissful is because my BFF of 3 and a half years is going to meet jeremy camp. Hes an up and coming christian singer. At least I think hes a christian singer because thats all my friend listens to but he may do something else. Anyways she loves his music and her Mom somehow got vip tickets to one of his concerts he's doing.And on the online forum I am on they are doing an image scavenger hunt and so far I have found every image.

 

 

Now for the annoyed part. First of all my mum was in the hospital and had gone to the er last friday got out yesterday. Okay Micheal hasn't even bothered to call and see if shes all right. He knows she was in the hospital because he came over to babysit friday she called him late notic but he didn't see her nor did he even no before that that she was sick. And he brought his stupid, idiotic, dumb, clutzy, ditzy, rude, mean,  girlfriend over with him. Have I ever said how much I hate her? Well I hate her more then I hate anything on this earth. And I have the nerve if he ever calls to tell him this.

 

Me- "Hello, Michael."

Him- "Hello, Rebecca. I was calling to see how Mom was doing."

Me- "Oh Mom. Yeah Michael she died on friday the twenty fith at night. We didn't think you cared."

 

 

Okay thats how angry

I am, my dad suggested it and I think I am actualy going to do that. Of coursEI  don't know what on earth he would say.

 

 

Okay next annoyed subject. I got new tennis shoes today. My Mum wears five womens, and I wore 4 girls. Okay I knew I needed new shoes because hers nor mine fit. So I though I would need a five and a half. We go to the store, no, we get some sixes, no, we get some six and a halfs, no, we finaly found out I wear a 6 youth and 7 womens. I can't even fit into girls shoes anymore unless its athletic shoes. And my BFF and I both know she has big feet and she hates her 'clown feet.' as she calles them. Well guess what. She wears a size 7. My feet are so big. Plus they are two sizes bigger then what I was wearing and I have no idea how I was fitting into them ofr so long because upuntill sunday when I wore my mums tennis shoes to sizflags for a birthday party my feet were fine then when I am changing in to my pjs at my friends house I find I have around 15 blisters on my feet. Okay sorry aobut this but last of all I cannot think of a single story idea!!!!



Okay now I could probably write a long, michael bashing post(don't ask its a family thing,well actualy I could explain it but to tired right now.). But I will save it for someother time. I have decided to write one long long michael bashing post each week. So no one has to read my posts on fridays anymore is the title is Michael bashing. Okay? Okay. g'bye.

 
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Well

Meh things are looking a bit better. I might be getting my ears double peirced soon, getting theorthodontics off on the 31st and I hae a bag of pistachios waiting for me to eat them. But bad thing is, I still don't know whether or not to be friends with the girl still, her sister sister was rude(and realy rude)to me when I was oon the phone with her. She had to put me on speaker phone momantairly and not meaning to i started singing a song from music calss which I had just gotten back from not to long before that and her sister was rude. But I am not sure exactly what she said but I know it was rude. Plus my so called "Friend"(the one I have beentalking about taking a "break" from our friendship) keeps flaunting the fact infront of me that she has my brother doing everything with her and nothing with me. I am so glad she is gone to virgina/south carolina for a week. When I called her last returning her call she said it was a bad time because she was about to play hide and seek with her sister and Michael, then she was going to whatch movies with her sister and Michael then she was going to have some big family dinner with her family and Michael, and the whole thing was some going away party that her family and Michael was doing because she and her dad were leaving tomorrow(note that this happened yesterday making tomorrow today). And she does something similar to this like Michaels doing this. or michael and anna and I are going to do this. And it makes me so upset. Although I sohouldn't let it make me upset because thats just what she and anna want. For me to be upset and I won't let them get what they want. But Michael is making me mad too, he promised(and I mean he said "I promis.") he would take me to the library everyother week.  I wanted to go everyweek but he said he wouldn't be able to finish all his books but I think it was just because he didn't want to bother to spend that much time with me. Then whe went once then two weeks later he didn't want to go saying we had agreed on doing it every three weeks. Well third week I am sick and mad at him for skipping. Then next week we take my sister to music class(which I am now in but wasn't then) and it is at her teachers house who lives about a block away from michael and his new 'family' so my mum pulls up infront of their house takes her cellpohne and asks him if he wants to spend about an hour with us but he said no. So yesterday my mum called him and was talking to him and he said he never promised he would go with me to the library but he did and my mum and I know it, I was less then a foot away when he said and she was less then four. I just feel like he likes daisy better then me, he treats hjer better. And I know you should bring up things in the past but(and I am not mad about this particular incident now it did happen like three years ago.) but about three years ago my brother was dating anna(he then shortly after this can't remeber though how long dumped her dated another girl then two years later got back with anna again) and he went to her house to whatch the superboll well aparenly her parents left them home alone with annas little sister and annas older brother. Well my parents found out and one of them(I think my mum) drove over there to pick him up and he didn't want to leave because he had promised daisy he would play cards with her. But he never cars whether he promises us something and doesn't do it never. Ok I can't rant about him anymore its making me to upset.

 

 

Not sure when but my parents have agreed that its okay if I want to get my ears double peirced. Only thing is my mum will only allow me to get my lobes periced again and I wanted my cartalidge peirced. My  dad didn't seem to see why my mum didn't want my cartalidge peirced and she said it was because it looked weird, and was as weird as having your eyebrow periced(my sister in-law) or your nose(my brother not michael the other married one steven), tounge periced(steven again) , or your navel periced(I think my sister in-law or steven had that done). But its still my ear. I was teasing her saying that I can get my lobes periced twice now and then when  I am a teenager I will go out and get my cartalidges periced or my nose(not that I realy want my nose percied) in some big act of rebbelion then she can deal with me having the pearcings in my ears. I think though I will have to do with my lobes double percied I mean sure its not my cartalidge but at least it is double percings. Okay enough ranting and talking from me. I now deliver ten comments and sign off. Although I may give more then ten beause all you people are so wonderful.

 

 
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Random

 Okay I know it is kind of odd and some what rude dumping all my problems(whether or not they are all that problamatic I don't know yet thus what this post is for, feedback and to sort everything out.) on you guys/girls. But I realy don't know where else to tell them to. My bff is a bit busy we don't talk much now, she has soccer and co-op and other activities. My other friend whom I have talked about before Daisy I can't realy talk to her. I can't talk to her about things like what a pain older brothers and their girlfriends are when they call when we are on the phone because my older brother lives with her and her sister is his girlfriend that was always calling. I don't know sorry for not posting. I mean I haven't realy been busy. I mean I am actualy bored most of the time for physical activity but I have been busy but more so with thoughts that I tend to forget to post on here. I was thinking earlier how different I am from my two older brothers and my younger sister. I mean I have blonde they all have brown. I am 11 years old and know err have known what I want to be and realy planned my life out for over a year. My nine year old sister keeps changing her mind and wants to do mulitpule differen't things. My 19 year old brother still has no idea what he wants to do an is entering his sophmore year in collage. I mean for all we know he could decide to go to massage school and become a masouse(I think thats how you spell it). My oldest brother as far as I know never had a plan in high school. But I am happy with how he is doing now. MArried for four years, a baby girl, a job that if he stays at it for a couple more years could be making a lot of money even with out a collage degree. I am happy with how he is doing. But I, I am so different from all of them. I mean I used to think it was normal for children my age to already have their life planned out. But now I don't think it is. I mean I thought it was normal because in two years I would be in higg school and to go to extra collages like law, or med school, you need to have certian classes taken for a certian number of years in highschool. Like math, science, bioligy, and health in highschool four years of each to get into med school. But then I was planning everything out. My highschool years, my collage years, I mean I practicaly have everyday of my life planned out up untill like the beggining of summer whne I turn thirty by which time I hope to be married and soon after have my first child. But I am weird. I am very very weird. I mean like my mother says not many 11 year olds have read pride and prejudice. I counter argue and say I am sure many have but she still thinks it is a small percentage. I'm shorter then all of my friends but I think I am more mature then them. They all have acted foolishly at one time or another. Very foolishly. I am so differn;t from all of them. Two of them are dating. Another one of them has a crush on every boy she see's practicaly that is over the age of 10. Then theres the other friend who I think realy acts foolishly with her crushes. She likes everything about a boy if he's cute and smiles at her even once. Even before getting to know him. She's not like theo ne who hs a crush on everyone one. But she does go through a bunch of crushes very quickly I can't even keep track. For awhile she hated a boy, then hated him while he liked her, then liked him while he liked her, then liked a differen't boy while both liked her. I ean she can like them and convince herself to have a crush on them if she likes their laugh and they are cute. I can't bring myself to that. I don't have crushes on obys because none of them are deserving of it. No I am not a snob who thinks she is better then everyone else but I do not think any oby I have ever known deserves me to have a crush on them. They can be the cutest guy ever but it doesn't matter. Unless I like them for who they are, their personality, laugh, and smile but mostly personality will I say I have a crush on them. I am allways trying to get my parents to let me date earlier and ealrier but I don't know why. I probably won't even date more then two or threee guys before I find the right guy and marry him if I get married. Thats the way I see myself not going on dates holding out for the right guy.

 

On the topic of a certian friend I am not sure hwy we are friends. Nothing in common. We are only friends because we happen to both play toontown and my brother got us to be secret friend on their. I take no real pleasure in talking to her. And I dread her calls she is forever asking for my help on this video game which I used to love am now getting sick of becuase of her. I only return her calls out of politness. I relay don't know why we are friends. I want to brake of the friend ship but I can't realy avoid seeing her. I mean she lives with my brother. Or rather I can aviod seeing her but not talking. I mean she has four ways of contacting me. Phone, email, toontown, messages through my brother, and postal mail. Okay five sorry. ANy way happier note now.

 

 

 

My parents aniversary is on the twenty fourth. I got to a birthday party on saturday and my sister is to spend the night at my brothers house so our  parents can be alone. Of course I am not going to the party just because of that.

At the party it is a sleepover and we will be going to six flags I am so happy and excited. Plus at the end of the month I get these stupid orthodontic things out. The tounge gaurd thing feels like it is cutting my tounge. But then I ahve less then a week before I get braces. Phoooy. 

 

Anyways I have better get to bed.

T.T.Y.A.S!(Talk To You All Soon)

 

Mich. 

 

 

 

 
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