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Sick, Saved, and School -- Month Two |
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Yersh, I'm back. <3 Be afraid. Well, we have some new topics today. Yayz. @_@
I'll start with a story. Wewt. In the beginning of April, I took a 6 hour bus ride down to Ocean City, Maryland, with my youth group plus a couple others. We went there...For Impact! If you read Month One in my journal, you should know what that is. If you didn't...*Sigh* Might as well explain. It was a youth retreat, and it extended over the weekend. Over that period of time, we listened to speakers, comedians, and some sweet bands...Including Audio Adrenaline! w00t. I had a great time. And, at the end of the weekend, at the last gathering, one of the speakers did something awsome. He asked for anyone who was addicted to drugs, or porn, or such, to come up to the stage and throw it down to the ground. It signified that they were giving it up; they wanted nothing to do with it. And guess what. At least a hundred people went up. After they all finished, the stage was littered with a bunch of crap like cigarettes and birth control pills. Dude. It was awsome to see so many people turn away from that sin. And then, he asked for anyone who had been touched through the weekend to say a prayer with him. A prayer to God, asking to be forgiven. Hundreds. Hundreds got saved that day. The speaker asked them to come up to the stage. Hundreds did. It was the best thing I have witnessed in my entire life. I'll stop now...But I think it's probably too late. Most of you have probably stopped reading in disgust, thinking, "What a religious fanatic." And you know what? I am. So live with it. You wanna burn in Hell for eternity? Be my guest. You've got to make a choice, sooner or later. Please. For your sake. Make the right one.
Ahem. Enough of my ranting. Moving on. Well, on the 6 hour bus ride to Maryland, there was a single girl who was mad sick. Don't ask me why she came, because I have no idea. She was coughing and hacking and looking miserable the whole six hours. It was pretty bad. At first, I felt bad for her. But then...I realized what happens when you're in enclosed quarters with a very sick person. The sickness...it spreads. By the time we had gotten to Maryland, at least 5 other people were sick, me luckily not one of them. Oh boy. I bet you can see where this is going. By the time the weekend was over, 5 more were sick. I was one of the survivors who didn't catch it. On the bus ride back, a couple more got sick. Fortunately, I was not one of them. Unfortunately, my sister was. And misery looooves company. A couple days after we had been home, my other sister got it. Then I got it. Then my brother got it. Then my dad got it. Then my mother got it. >____< Let's just say...It was not pleasant. Achoo!
Ah yes. You walk outside, met warmly by the beautiful sunshine. The grass is lush, and the first flower buds are poking their heads tentatively out of the ground. You prance around your yard barefoot, drinking in the beauty of nature. Around that time, a hungry swarm of mosquitoes spots you. You scream in pain as they slowly drain your blood. Trying not to get the insects into you mouth, you breath through your nose. You breath harder as you try to run from the blood-sucking creatures. As you continue running, your heart rate rises; your breath quickens. And then you inhale a wasp. Ah, spring is in the air, and with it comes testing. Day after day filling in those stupid little lettered circles. And there are those certain sections that I just love, such as Reading Comprehension.
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water.
What did Jack and Jill go up the hill to fetch? Do I really CARE?
Also, after all these mind-numbing questions, there comes that wonderful time that all homeschoolers love...portfolios. Filling out page after page of how much you just loved all the subjects you did, and how well you did them. Why not just write, in bold, italic, underlined, 74 font, I hate school and all the subjects. They suck. But noooo. I have to write about how it was so educational and how I enjoyed it to a certain extreme and all that freakin crap. But hey. Once all that torture is overwith, it's summer! Prancing about in the fields, stepping on bumble bees, getting horrible sunburn, and of course, my favorite, weeding...Ah yes, what a wonderful season.
Oh yes, and I'll upload that picture of the chocolate computer I promised before the close of the month.
Until next month, Zach
Zach Telmar · Wed Apr 19, 2006 @ 02:15pm · 1 Comments |
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Contacts, Camp, and Candy! -- Month One |
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Erm. Yeah. Just an update on the life of Zachy.
I'm starting to work on this journal a bit more...Gasp! I even deleted all my previous articles, to clean this place up a bit. Well, except my story article. I decided to keep that. -_- Ahem. So. I will update this journal monthly. I'm just starting this now, so this entry will count as Month One. Enjoy.
Well, recently I have delved into the frustrating yet rewarding area of contacts. Before, I was wearing glasses, but they got annoying. Always falling off, getting in my way...Do you know how hard it is to put on goggles (Skiing) while having glasses on? Not. Fun.. sweatdrop So anyway, I decided to check out contacts. See how they feel, and all. Ugh. Just...ugh. The first couple days was pure torture, trying again and again to get in my contacts. All I really accomplished was stabbing myself in the eye with my finger numerous times. But finally, after much perseverance, i managed to develop the needed skills to insert the lenses into my eye. Of course, I still struggle. But don't we all? Yet another accomplishment to tally up. domokun
Boo-ya. wink I'm in my church's youth group, and next week we're going to an awsome event. It's called Impact. It's down in Maryland, and it's gonna be awsome. Except, of course, for the six hour bus ride. *Winces* sweatdrop But the rest will be killer. There are gonna be some awsome speakers, paintball, and, best of all...Audio Adrenaline concert! I'm so psyched. We get to stay in a great hotel, stay up late, watch TV...and best of all, eat junk food! heart domokun ninja It'll be awsome, and a great chance to witness to unbelievers. mrgreen
Totally. rolleyes Several months ago, I got a mysterious letter from my young cousin. No, he doesn't hate me, so thankfully it wasn't anthrax-laced. eek Heh. Anyway. It had to do with a project going on in his school (he's in...4th grade, I think. -_-), Flat Stanley project, to be exact. Basically, you had to send this *assignment* to someone you knew, along with your very own Flat Stanley, that you made. You see, Flat Stanley was an innocent little boy who got sat on when he was little (or something like that). He was squashed paper-thin, but survived. He decided he would spend his life exploring the world (???). So, anyway, the person who received the letter had to bring this Flat Stanley to fun places. You could take pictures, and all that stuff, of you and Flat Stanley having a great time. xd So, I took a few photos, wrote up a page or two about our *adventures*, and mailed it back. Turns out, my cousin's Flat Stanley had some of the most popular *adventures*. As thanks, my cousin's dad- Er, I mean, *Flat Stanley* ( wink ), sent me a present! No, not rat poison. Chocolate! Oh wonderful, oozing, succulant, luscious, incredi--....yeah, I'll stop. Anyway, he sent me chocolate. A big, yummy hunk of chocolate, shaped as....A computer. Heh. It was good. I took a digital picture of it before I started eating it. I'm too lazy to upload it right now, but I'll stick it in the end of Month Two Entry.
Thanks for reading, everyone!
Until next time, Zach Telmar
Zach Telmar · Sun Mar 19, 2006 @ 10:00pm · 2 Comments |
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A Quest of Courage -- My Short Story |
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