Huuungryyy...!!! (>_<)

Okay, so I would have said that the recession is just bull, but it totally isn't. When people come to our house, they look at it and go, "Oh...you have such a pretty house. You must be rich."
Or at least they think that, but the point is that we don't have money. We literally live paycheck to paycheck, and we can't go get groceries until my dad gets paid on friday, but we already have no food in the house! I haven't even eaten breakfast, and don't plan to, because there's no foood! Not even pancakes!
The popcorn's even running low.
We have no bread, we have no butter, we have no salad, we're almost out of milk, we have nothing in the freezer, we have no frozen meat, we have no deli ham, we have nothing but noodles! And no sauce.
Yesterday I finished off the last of the cereal for breakfast, and then had noodles with the last of the sauce for lunch. I had a cup of plain noodles for dinner, and my mom gave my sister and I five dollars for Brunswick Zone so we could get dinner. Dinner! For five bucks!
So we got fries. Not even enough.

Another thing I hate is when I accidently oversleep until 11:00 in the morning. It drives me insane!

~Steph

Summer: So Far.

How's your summer been? Mine's been boring! Yeah! No joke!

Just kidding. I've been having a pretty fun summer, actually. TNL started up (Tuesday Night Live), I've raised $574 of my $1,100 dollars for Mexico, and I have some new friends named Beetle and Fang -- or Becca and Ashley.

If anyone's ever wondered about what I look like, here's some incentive:

Story of that picture: Christina told me to find a random sixth grader and sit down next to them: so I found one. :D

The kid's reaction: Bahaha, good times! That was the second to last day of school, can you believe that? It's been so long.

I have to wear skirts in mexico, isn't that crazy? A kid could die from that! And Caleb, Alex, and Anderson will make fun of me because they think it's weird I'd ever wear a skirt! And I'm like, HEY! I have worn dresses before! And skirts! And Steve pulled out of the Mexico trip, sad day! Oh, well, at least I have other guy friends going.

Anyway, I have to go call some guy 'cause he bid on my Silent Auction for babysitting. Golly wolly.

For now,

Steph

Leaving -- Yet Again :(

Okay, so last week I was in Lincoln, NE for a wedding my cousin was having. It was really, really nice! Like, like, like the ones in wedding magazines! It was totally INCREDIBLE!!
Anyway, we got back the day before yesterday, and we're leaving again today to get to Santa Fe, NM. We went there a few years ago and it was really pretty there. There's, like, a million art gallaries (which you know I'd LOVE!!) and the senery is spectacular.
So today I got up really early (8:00 am, which is early for me) to get all my junk put together. We "left" our emo dog Maggie at my grandma and grandpa's house in Lincoln (she's gonna come back with them next month when they come see us), and we brought Sabine, our weenie dog, over to Caleb's house, where she'll be staying for the week.
Oh! And something funny that happened while we were over at his house talking to his mom and himself;
Me: I don't think I could ever do poms.
Caleb's Mom (CM): I used to in high school. I could stand with my back to the wall and kick over my head and hit the wall I was backed up against.
Me: Wow. I can kick my face level, but that's it.
Caleb: Yeah, I can kick my face level, too.
Kristen: I can bring my foot up backwards and touch my head!
[WHUMP!!]
All Of Us: [look at Caleb, who is not flat on his back on the floor.] [Que histarical laughter from the rest of us.]
My Mom: [laughing hard] What were you doing?!
[Caleb winces and his mom grabs his arms to try and help him up.]
Caleb: I was trying to kick my face level, but I'm wearing new socks and I slipped! (on the wood floor.)
CM: Aw...honey, you're such a goofball.
Me: [can't stop laughing.] It's like trying to run up the wood stairs in socks at my house and falling on your face!

* * *

So that was my mild drama this morning. And now I will tell you how to make a really yummy sandwich.

Things you will need:

- Two slices of bread

- Deli turkey

- An apple

- Salad dressing of your choice

- Butter

- PAM

- A skillet

- An apple peeler

Directions: Put skillet on the stove (set on medium) to warm up. Put your apple through the apple peeler and then cut the apple in half. Take one half of the apple and set it aside. Put turkey on one the bread slices and then cut into fourths and set half of them aside. Now cut the other slice of bread into fourths and set aside. Divide the half of the peeled apple slices onto the turkey covered fourths of bread. To the untouched fourths of bread, apply your favorite salad dressing, and place on top of the other peices of bread. Now butter both sides of each tiny little sandwich. Spray PAM on the skillet, and grill the small sandwiches like a grilled-cheese-sandwich.

Searve warm with the other half of the apple on the side.

That's it!

~Steph

Last Days

Eighth grade was a good year. I mean, there were bumps and dips here and there, but still. Fun.

I didn't accomplish my goal this year, to finish my novel, but that's okay. I did some pretty worth-while stuff.
I had some difficult things, too.

Youth group was the best this year, by far! I can't imagine a place I would rather be -- ever. I love it more than being at home. I have some great friends there. Chris and Cathy are now some of my closer adult friends, along with Blacklock and Abby. I feel blessed that they're part of my life.
But I lost some pretty close friends, too. I don't know what happened.

Wishes, I Wrote a Poem Without Meaning To.

I'm trying to figure out...where did the years of friendship go? I've known you since I could talk. What happened?
I wish we could stay young, raging hormone battles never fought. It would make things so much easier -- simplify things.
I wish we could all be seven and eight years old again.
Play in the woods behind my house for countless hours while our parents eat grilled chicken on the deck.
I wish I could stand on the huge rock again with you, shouting at people to beware, or we'd hit them with sticks.
I wish we could sit on the hammock at your house again eating Otter Pops and giggling..
I wish we could have those family get-togethers at your house and play Catch-Phrase, while your brother coughs something about coffee.
I wish we could play with your pet bird, and laugh when he bit you.
I wish we could watch movies in your basement.
I wish we could have Easter egg hunts.
I wish you were still part of my family.
I wish we never got older, and I could play with you forever and ever.
I wish we could get lost in our imaginary world again and shut the real one out.
I wish you were still my buddy.
I wish you still had my back.
I wish we never got older.
I wish we never grew apart.

But no matter how much I want it, I won't get my wish.

So I must say goodbye.

Like, OW!

Okay, here's a tip for you all: DON'T TAKE UP CARVING. Unless you have someone watching you and giving you pointers. Remember a while back when I posted about my gaping flesh wound? Yeah, apparently not a flesh wound. Now I have an inflamed tendon from writing 'cause I nicked it with the knife. Also nerve damage. Ug. It even hurts to type! Ow, ow, ow.

If you're into it, could I get someone to pray for my hand so that it gets better? I can't write very well, or draw, or do simple things like, hey, playing my cello. Or piano? And I kind of need my hands to dig wells in Oaxaca. Heheh, problem.
So, yeah, if I could get someone to pray for me.
Oh, and if you happen to have any prayer requests, please let me know. I'd be happy to do so!
Later,
~Steph

The House. This is fun!

Pick 8 random friends you feel comfortable around. (Four girls, four guys -- include yourself)
1. Newman
2. Landrum
3. Caleb
4. Steve
5. Christina
6. Sara
7. Steph (me!)
8. Carli

These eight people you just picked are stuck in a house with you for a whole year. There is no leaving the house at all until the year is completely up. If you had to choose a person for every question below, write down which person it would be.

There are four rooms, who would be in each room?
1. Steph and Carli
2. Christina and Sara
3. Newman and Landrum
4. Caleb and Steve

If there was someone singing in the morning who would it most likely be?
XD Me and Sara!

If someone was considered the dad and the mom of the house, who would it be?
Most mature girl in the house: Sara.
Most mature guy in the house: Steve.
There you go.

If you wanted candy really badly and all of the 7 in the house had some, who would you take it from?
Carli, she always has candy! That's what she's made out of!

If two people were caught making out in a closet who would it be?
XDXDXDXDXD Newman and Christina! *runs away fast!* Hahahah!!

If someone had to watch you brush your teeth (every) morning, who would it be?
It would be Christina because she randomly HAS to do things because that's just what she does. It's like OCD, or something...

There was two bags of chips bought at the store, but 20 minutes later they are gone. Who ate them?
Steve and Caleb. Darn those boys. Tsk tsk.

Who would hate being in the house the most?
Steve and Carli. Steve because he's not a people person, and Carli because she hates Landrum and Newman.

Someone took (brand spanking new) pair of socks that were never worn, who is the thief?
CHRISTINA GET BACK HERE WITH THOSE SOCKS!!

Someone swept all the dirt under the rug, who was it?
Newman. He's so spankin' messy!

If there was arguments in the house, who would be the ones arguing?
Everyone and Newman. Or me and Christina.

Who would be the one missing there boyfriend/girlfriend that wasn’t in the house with them?
Sigh, Carli.

You walked down stairs in the middle of the night for a glass of water, someone is dancing on the table in there Leopard Thong, who is the crazy one?
Probably Caleb. Although that is a horrible, horrible visual.

A pillow fight broke through, who started it?
Christina and Newman.

Theres a marathon of your favorite tv show, what is it? and who would be watching it with you? "ER"! And maybe Steve and Sara. Possibly Newman, and Landrum would be off Googling "Math" or something...

Someone made a fort in the laundry room, who was the kid?
Newman, Me, Christina, Carli. Steve and Caleb would be making a military base in the garage or something.

There’s a prankster in the house that put plastic on the two toilets in the house, who are the pranksters? Newman and Carli.

The musics too loud, who turned it up? ME!!

Theres a mouse crawling on the floor all over the house,
a) who is the first one to scream? -- Sara or Christina
b) and who is the one to jump is someones arms? Christina
c) Who would be the one to kill it? -- Me or Steve.

Someones crying, who is it and what happened? Newman's having a bi-polar breakdown.

Who made pancakes in the morning and almost caught the house on fire? Christina. .:*snickers*:.

Who gets sick of each other the fastest in the house? Carli and Newman. Carli once had to leave a party because Newman was there!

Someones tanning on the roof who is it? It would TOTALLY be me!

Who is the tallest in the house? Caleb.

Who is the shortest in the house? Christina.

Who is the loudest? Definantly Newman. Without even thinking, that's the answer.

Who is the clown? Hm. Me and Caleb. Watching him dance to techno subconsiously is pretty freaking hilarious (okay, that was one time, and I don't think he knew I saw him).
And I'm just a scream, so I dunno.

Who is the one you go to talk to the most? Uh...Sara or Newman.

Who is the one that always comes up with stupid ideas? Well, Steve was known to set gasoline on fire in the sandbox and behead all the pastic knight figurines...but Newman does the dumbest things...

Who's in bed first? Carli. She's trying to excape Newman.

If someone woke everyone up with pots and pans who would it be? Newman and Christina.

Is always dancing? Uh...brain fart, I can't think! Probably Caleb, 'cause he's always tapping and tapping away to things.

Someone has the same sweater as you, so you get mad at them and who is it? It was TOTALLY Carli! She and I always wore the same t-shirt on the same day last year!

You spilt ice all over the kitchen floor, who would be the one to slip on it first?
Well, here's what would happen: Christina would walk into the room, and then fall down, and then Newman would run down the hall screaming that she's gonna die, so Steve comes out of his room to see what's up, so Caleb follows him, and then they all end up on the kitchen floor not terribly happy with me.

That was really fun! You all try it now!

Cool Stuff

I made this today in the Mexico Meeting. We're making these really cool cross necklaces made out of nails and wire to sell for, like, twenty bucks each. This one's mine, and I put it in the Mexican Flag colors, but it's cool, right? You can get them in a bunch of different colors, so Newman? CT? Sara? Anyone else who knows me personally can get one if they want, 'cause they're really freaking cool. But all the money we make goes to the Oaxaca trip. Should we go. There's a little problem with the Swine Flu, so if it doesn't improve at all by the end of the month, we're gonna pick a different destination.

~Steph