Know where you're going?

It was....Thursday night? Probably, most likely.
My boyfriend had come from sandusky to visit -- and apparently brought two of his friends. Anyways, we were at my grandparents house, sitting outside in the b-e-a-utilful weather, absolutely gorgeous sun, no clouds, and the feeling of the sun beating down on my face was the best feeling i've felt in a long time. My boyfriend (Corey) and I decided to go inside to get something to drink, and I was on my way back outside when i heard the news in the living room -- horrible tornados and hail and wind. So I ran to the television, and there were atleast 2890359032890 funnel clouds taking over the screen. So I ran outside, and just as I opened the screen door, I see the tornado storming through my grandparents back yard -- while corey's friends are still sitting outside. Then, all of a sudden, I see them being taken up into the tornado's insides...and I cried -- tears were fallin from my face and all I could think was, run after it. So I did, I was chasing a tornado for about 2 minutes, and of course it was about 100 feet infront of me. And I never caught up to it, I never found his friends. I walk back to my grandparents house, and I see a police officer in our living room typing up two autopsy reports. They were dead. I tried to save them, but they died. Then I woke up....with no recollection of why i was having this dream, may i add.

The crazy thing is that yesterday, I was driving home from my boyfriends house, on the turnpike, I-80, and it started storming...so I turned off my music, and turned on the radio station that was playing the weather...Huge storm expected, and I lost sight of the road. I was going crazy, what would happen if i had hit someone infront of me, what if a semi rammed in the back of me, what if i went off the side of a bridge? Would the people I love know that I love them? Would they ever find me? What would happen if I died? -- But let's just say I know the answer to that last one..I know for a fact where I am going after I die -- right into Gods arms. This got to me thinking, how many people don't know where they are going? How should I help these people? In that moment, I prayed for those people, those people who don't know what to do in their life, don't know what to believe in, or don't know where they are going after they died. I didn't pray for the fact that I was driving 65 down an interstate and I couldn't see at all, but I prayed for everyone else...and that moment -- it stopped raining. God had saved me from a terrible thing, and I can't wait to see how else he will bless my life and save me from the other things in my life that I can't stop.

HI THIS IS ALIE.
I'M SWEET.
OKAY....
BYE.

....In a total of two days.

You've all heard about my, traumatic, shopping experience on Monday, but what you didn't know is that I bought a book. Wow, big surprise..Not. Reading is something that I actually love to do. But the book I bought came highly recommended -- from my youth pastor, and my best friend. She Said Yes by Misty Bernall. It is a great book, an amazing, true, biography of a girl, who had the hoensty in her heart to say yes.



Some experts from the book that I absolutely loved, I will share.





"Cassie was facinated with that book. She was always telling me about it. I didn't have a copy, but she'd share hers with me. As usual, she also marked her favorite passages. Here are three from the section her youth group was planning to discuss the evening of April 20, but never did.

Seek until you find, and don't give up. Pray, too, even if you think you don't beleive, because Gos heard even the "unbeliever" as she groans. God will help you through. Don't give up, and above all, avois the temptations that distract you from what you know you really long for. If you do fall, pick yourself up again and get back on track.

Something that seems to pose the gratest challenge to human confidence is our universal fear of death. [but] even this threat to peace can be overcome through the assurance that comes from faith -- and through love, which the apostle John says casts out fear.

Like anyone else, [Martine Luther] King must have been afraid of dying, yet...he radiated a deep calm and peace. Here was a man with no doubts as to his...."

Like I said, this book came highly recomended from my youth pastor, best friend, and now I am highly reccomending this book to you. Anyone who is struggling with their faith should read this book -- or anyone who just wants to read a story of one amazing, strong, teenage girl who stood up for what she believed in.

Just a little insight to how good this book is: I started it last night at 6:00, and finished it last night at 10:00.

Creepin'

So, yesterday after school I decided I wanted to go shopping -- for the first time in a long time. 1) Today is my moms birthday, so I had to get her a present. 2) Tomorrow is my best friend since kindergarten's birthday, so I had to get her a present.
I took one of my friends for the simple fact that I do not like to go anywhere alone. I can't go to the gas station by myself, I can't even go to the bank alone. I really really really dont like going anywhere by myself -- expecially the mall. Anyways, my friend and I were at the mall, walking around everywhere trying to find a stupid freaking purple purse (i've come to the conclusion that a) they're very ugly b) no one has them!!) We didnt' find one, but what we did find were these two guys following us. Honestly, they sat on the benches outside every store we went in, and they even ended up walking out at the exact same time as us. Of course, they were behind us, nonchalantly talking about us -- very loudly--and they got like a foot behind us, and were saying how they had spots on their pants, and of course -- i just laughed, like, honestly, gross, and seriously dude, get a girlfriend that way maybe the spots wont be on your pants. He ended up talking to us, saying how he looked good -- I had to be a smart a** and add in, oh yeah, you're so good looking. Like honestly, these guys had to be in their late 20's, walking around with their pants at their ankles, waddling down the sidewalk, and not to mention they had red hair. Not only were they totally creepin' on my friend and I, they eneded up parking beside us. My friend and I were creeped out -- so we ended up going to this other car that was no where near them and pretended like it was ours.


Now, I believe the moral of my story is to NEVER go to the mall without a guy present -- or more than 2 people. Creep-o-s.






So, anyway, It's Ohio Graduation Test week, which means that I don't have to wake up until atleast 8:30. It's the best time of my entire life.

San diego winds?

Just to let everyone know, it is currently NOT windy in San Diego...despite what Aljie says. I looked it up. I really did. We were having a argument about Shamu missing...Yes, he's missing!!
As you know, yearbook is a lot of fun (yeah right) and all aljie does is watch webcams of animals in the San Diego zoo. This time, she was watching Shamu, and she can't find him (as if he's hard to miss) Anyways, the top of the water in the pool was moving, and she insisted it was windy -- of course it could also be due to the fact that shamu put on a show and made a splash -- that would be the logical thought. But, she believed it was (and she still thinks) that it is windy. And me, being the smart one I am, went to weather.com and looked it up -- It's only 8mph! It's really not that much, so no -- it is not windy in San Diego -- and Shamu seems to be missing!!


The lunch today is gross -- pizza (not healthy at all), or bosco sticks (which are greesy things of dough filled with cheese), or stuffed pepper soup (which may be healthier than the other choices --but gross). I'm not looking forward to todays lunch. So let's just say -- I'm going to be taking the unhealthy route -- and eat my girl scout cookies, along with a diet lipton citrus green tea. Mmmm yum-o.


School is becoming such a bore -- tiffany is a whore.


Hey, those two facts rhymed. Awesome.



Hah, just kidding Tiff -- and guess what? I decided to be nice and NOT read over your shoulder. You should appreciate it.

Yo. Yo. Yo. Yo.

Let's just say, I think this is THE coolest picture I have ever seen, I wish I had the guts to take credit for it, but I don't...Credit goes to Photobucket...because i'm not too sure who took it. Anyways, that is my favorite ride at the carnival -- Yo Yo. And, no i'm not trying to sound gangster...That would be the name of the ride. You go spinning around, up and down, spinning in a huge, almost flat cirlce -- The best feeling ever. It's like you're flying -- with the clouds. So close to touching the ground, but you can't. You won't. I love love love having the wind blowing through your hair, and it's not the same as if you were in a convertible, It's so different. You look at all the people below and watch them watch you. Not like being the center of attention -- it's a great feeling.

Good luck to Tiffany who is in Cincinatti for Speech and Debate states -- :)

A little tip for drivers.

Never, ever, ever, ever go 43 in a 25, and expect to not get a speeding ticket.

Hello, stupid.

That would be me. Yesterday - Got my first speeding ticket, ever..and i've only has my license for 2 months.

Awesome.

Love it.

I'm expecting to go to court -- the judge call me an idiot -- and he/she will take away my license.
And you have no idea how excited that makes me. Yay.

It's...Family time?

Hah. Get it? Kinda like hammer time, only a little less hammer -- a little more family.
My family means a lot to me -- Not that you would know because I don't talk about them much, but I'm going to post some pictures :)

This would be My mom -- One of my heroes. We've never had the best relationship, but it's slowly getting better.This is also my little cousin, Kendall. She's such a tough girl. She just had surgery -- which makes me wanna cry -- no girl, only 3 years old should ever have to have surgery. I love em both to death. These two pictures were on her 38th birthday -- St. Patrick's day too. Obviously one is the before, and one is the after...We've had this tradition in my family. Everyone has a party at my grandma's house, and my grandma buys the cake. Of course, she's the one who ends up putting it all over your face, but it works. And it works like this, you blow out your candles and someone grabs a handful of the cake (yes, a hand full of cake -- not just icing) and puts it all over your face. It's quite comical. One year, it was my 13th birthday, and it just so happens this was the year she started the tradition. So obviously, I never saw it coming. A little icing on my nose at first, ok, cool. Then, just then, I see this hand full of cake coming towards my face -- instant reaction, grab the hand thats holding the cake -- keep it away from you! And that's just what I did. Well, my Grandma's got some strength on me, so literally i ended up running away. I ran to the bathroom, and just as i closed the door she threw the cake at me -- ended up all over me, and her door. Every year someone tries to "cake" her, but it never works. I'll get her..one of these days.

This ^ happens to be another picture of my mom and me -- a very long time ago.

This ^ picture is of my Aunt Keby, My mom, My Uncle Garry, and me. This was when my mom graduated college (one of the many times...) Surprisingly this was about 1994....needless to say, you wouldn't be able to tell because of all the 80's hair. Hah!

This is my Dad, Grandma Cathy (My dad's mom), and my Uncle David. Oh, well, of course I'm in there too. This was at my dad's birthday "party" about 2 years ago. One person is missing from this picture, my Grandpa Roger, he passed away a couple days after Christmas 2007. Truth be told, I miss him a lot.
This would be my Dad. You could say that I guess. We dont have a relationship -- Good or Bad. It's non existant. But I guess I'm glad I have him, or atleast know him. A lot of people say we look alike, and if so -- I feel bad for myself :P Anyways, this picture was taken at the same time as the previous one, and even though I look happy, I really don't think I was.










Anyways, That's not even close to being all of my close family, but this blog has currently taken me all night -- and Sarah is sleepy.



Good night :)

If I was pregnant, I'm pretty sure my baby would die.

Explain this to me -- Cosmetology. It's a good profession for people who are good with hair, but honestly, after they go to school for it, how can they not be dead? The fumes are enough to give me a migrane- so I'm pretty sure that after so many years of doing it, it's a possibility to die. Death by cosmetology. I'll look it up -- but I really bet it could happen.

After my research, I'll get back to you.


Anywho, i'm in yearbook right now. Let me tell you, it's a waste of my life. I spend an hour in this class everyday. That's 5 days a week, That's 20 days a month. That is about 180 hours of my life that I could be doing something, productive. And, I already have a studyhall, so basically I have nothing to do in this class. All I do is read blogs, and finish my pshycology homework that is due next period. I'm pretty excited about taking this class again next year.


The best part of it is probably the song that is playing right now. I'm yours by Jason Mraz.

Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but your so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks, now I'm tryin to get back
before the cool done run out I'll be givin it my best test
and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some
But I won't hesitate no more, no more, it cannot wait I'm yours
Well open up your mind and see like me
open up your plans and damn you're free
look into your heart and you'll find love love love love
listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing
We're just one big familyAnd it's our godforsaken right
to be loved loved loved loved loved
So, i won't hesitate no more, no more,
it cannot wait i'm sure there's no need to complicate
our time is short this is our fate
I'm yours Scooch on over closer, dear
And I will nibble your ear
I've been spendin' way too long checkin' my tongue in the mirror
and bendin' over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass and so I drew a new face and I laughed
I guess what I'd be sayin' is there ain't no better reason to rid yourself
of vanities and just go with the seasons
it's what we aim to do
our name is our virtue.


Lunch is in approximately 5.5 minutes. And trust me, It's nothing
to be looking forward to. Chili with cheese, or quesedillas, OR French Onion soup.
Not as exciting as grilled cheese, tomato soup, and celery sticks. It doesn't
even compare.

I'll be back.

Like I said, the lunch today wasn't too great. Oh well, I think my best part about it was the orange I ate. Humph. Alieis awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. That would be credit to Aljie.


Love love love yearbook.


No.

It's always...no one cares.

So, I started this blog August, before my junior year. I was thinking - hmm, It's going to be my third year in high school, im going to be graduating soon. I figured those who care would like to know what's going on in my mind. Well -- It's like this -- No one cares.

Kritsty Allman, Senior at Wadsworth High School, passed away on Saturday February 28, 2009. Now, granted, I wasn't her friend, but I knew her. I knew of her, atleast. I knew she was a very very very nice person -- and cared about people. This morning at school, our principal, Mr. Big Mac, came on the announcements and announced that she had passed away from the disease she's been living with.

Now, I know I wasn't friends with her, but I knew her from band since I spent my freshman and shophomore years in Color Guard, and I knew what a great person she was.

Back onto the fact that no one cares -- I went through my school day with people talking (when don't they?) about some people who heard this announcement, and laughed. LAUGHED. They laughed because a great person lost their life. They laughed. Yes, she wasnt a popular girl, but I know she had friends -- the ones who count. I don't care who you are, no matter what, when someone loses their life, you don't laugh at them...even if they don't "fit in" with your group of friends. Like I said -- No one cares about anyone, no one has compassion for anyone.


"May God deal with me, being ever so severly..." 2 Samuel 3:35

Even if you didn't know her -- Pray for her, her family, and for those who aren't.


May she find happiness in the grace of god,
and rest in peace.