Is anyone else shocked that Carly Smithson went home? I mean, Syesia did the best of the night, but she was diffently the second best. She even did better then David A. (I don't care for him anyways... He can sing, but he's doesn't get my vote.) I thought it should have been Jason who went home. He didn't do that great, and I really don't like him anyways... He looks like my best friend ex boyfriend who's a total jerk... Jason seems nice, but he looks like him, (haha) AND he always sings the same ol songs every week. I knew Carly wouldn't probably make it to the top two, not even maybe the top three. But she didn't deserve to go home the other night. Obviously, people just vote for their favriotes and not who did the best. (I'm guilty of that.)

omigosh! BONES will be on in less than two hours!!! i am so excited! i can hardly wait! ekkk! i have been waiting sooo long for this moment - and it's almost here!

I was in line at the store yesterday... There was a lady in front of me, who was making me nervous because she kept staring at me... I tried to ignore her, look at magizines, candy and just waiting for the cashier to check her out so I could get my stuff and go, haha. So finally, she speaks to me and says "I'm sorry that I keep staring at you... It's just... You look so much like my daughter who was killed in a car crash a couple years ago." Then, she pulls a picture out of her wallet of her daughter -- who looked NOTHING like me at all! So we talked while the cashier rang her stuff up. She was about ready to leave, when she said "I hate to bother you even more, it's just... well, I haven't heard my daughter say "goodbye mom" to me in such a long time, and it would mean a lot to me if I could just hear "goodbye mom" just once more. Would you mind, as I leave saying "goodbye mom." ? I was like "well yeah, sure I can do that." so she got her stuff and started to head out the door. Just as she reached the door, she turned around and shouted across the store "Goodbye!!" And I turn around and yell back "Goodbye Mom!" She smiles, and walks out the door...

So then, the cashier rings up my stuff and says "Your total comes up to $173.05."

"No..." I said. "You must have made a mistake! All I have here is a loaf of bread, milk, and a carton of eggs!"

He then simply states "Oh, your mom told me that you would take care of her bill as well."

"What!? No! That's not my mom!" (My voice was slightly a pitch higher.)

"I heard you say "goodbye mom" before she left... What are you trying to tell me here miss?"

Reaizing what she had done, I started to run out of the store... Hoping to catch her before she left, and I ended up with a huge bill to pay. Well of course, the cashier is chasing after me... Since I owed the store... and I'm chasing her... I ran outside, and I saw her just getting into her car... I started to ran towards her and I was screaming "Hey! Get over here!" She started her car, and she was starting to drive away... her car door was still opened a little bit, and her leg was sticking out. I grabbed a hold of her leg and I started to pull it....

Just like I'm pulling yours now....

April Fools! Hehe.

My best friend's granny passed away last Wednesday. They were so close, and her death was actually very unexpected, since she was just getting over being deathly ill so nobody expected it. They thought she was almost better. So to help comfort her, I took that paper you get in the funeral home, with the person's picture on it and a nice poem, and then I took her obituary out of the paper, and then I typed up a very nice poem that was on my grandpa's paper at the funeral home, I then glued them all nicly to a colored peice of paper and also I plan to super glue an angel in the middle (Her granny loved angels.) It sounds all very disorginized, however I just finished it, except the angel and it looks beautiful. (It's also framed, so it doesn't look silly either.) I can't wait to give it to her. I am thinking about making one with my grandpa's papers, only putting a fish on the paper because he loved to fish. Hehe. Maybe even a picture of him fishing. We have enough of those, lol. Hmm... Not a bad idea.

I am studying for the act. I need to calm my nerves. Just thinking about the test day makes me want to burst into tears I'm so stressed. And the ironic thing is, a friend who studied for the test with me, a total of three time... About 2 and a half hours total, is taking her test in two weeks. She hasn't studied, she took a pratice test, average score is 21 and she got 16, yet she's not stressed. I on the other hand, have studied hard, my test isn't till next month, and I feel like I could break any moment. Why can't I be stress free like she is?? It isn't fair. Haha. I don't know how I will do on the test, and I guess that's why I'm so stressed. I have all this pressure on me to do well, because people expect more out of me because I'm homeschooled. People say I'm smart, and I am smart, I know that. But this test has me completly and utterly terrfied. I have never did good on test. I would freak out and not know any of the anwsers, yet studying for it I would do jut fine. Gah! I just can't wait for this test to be over with...

I was watching Mythusters, and all of a suddenl I heard a BANG! I knew another bird hit the window. We just got a lot of snow last night, and the poor birdie had his head stuck in the snow. So I quickly got boots and gloves on and went out there and Ihelped him out, even though he was half out by then. He wasn't injured, but shook up. So I tried to get him to fly away, he refused. I put him in a container and brought him inside for a while. I named him Pete. The name origin is English, and the meaning means ROCK. He needed a good strong name. He either liked the name, because I would say "Hi Pete!" and he would look at me. But... soon after that he started to flap his wings, so either that or he hated it and wanted out. Lol. I tried a couple times to let him go, but he didn't want to. But the last time, after he started to flap his wings I opened the container, he hopped out and flew into a nearby tree that I call Daniel's tree because six months ago today I buried my beloved kitty Daniel under the tree. But he was such a sweet bird, a lil sparrow. I'm glad he was just shook up, and not hurt. If he was, I guess I would have taken care of him till e healed, but I'd rather have him well. It was awesome, because I had think work gloves on, so I held him and even took his picture. (The gloves protected me from any bites, in case he tried to bite me, or dieseses he may have carried.) Now Pete's out flying with all his buddies, eating tons of food again. Poor guy, I tried to give him some seed, he just sat on my glove gasping... At least now he's better!

So I am writing a story. I wanted to know what your thoughts were on it. I have had a few people read what I wrote so far, and their comments have been "eerie" "creepy" "morbid" "sick". My friend took home a copy, and she read it to her little sister and little brother ages 9 and 12. Needless to say, they slept with their parents that night... She really shouldn't have done that, haha. But anways, it's not a Bones story, I got this idea from my History book actually. History is morbid, let me tell ya. And then if you mix my brain in with something that is already morbid? Ohh boy... Anyways, I would love it if you read this and told me your thoughts. However, please be careful if you are younger then 14 - I don't want to freak anybody out. I don't think the story is that scary though, and since anyone that would come here watches Bones - I mean, you guys are used to stuff like this. But since it freaked out a 12 year old boy who loves CSI - I just wanted to warn you first! Thanks much!

.............................................. The dead will listen.

The young girl ran; fearful for her life, in the dark tangled woods. Every few seconds she would look behind her to see if her pursuer was still close behind. Sweat and tears ran down her face as she stumbled across the dark path. Once more, she turned, only it was that deadly turn that made her not see the tree root in front of her. Her foot caught, twisted in the branches; she fell flat on her face. She tried to get up again, but the snow covering the ground made it impossible for her. Her pursuer had caught up to her and was standing above her with, an evil grin on his face. Twisting over to her back, she could see his breath, as it came in long rasps. Out of one more plea for her life the girl whimpered "Please, don't..."

The gurney moaned, as it was being wheeled down the small, narrow hallway. The weight on it, though not much, made the wheels squeak, like a mouse that a cat had captured, just before the fatal break to it's small, feeble neck, when the cat's fangs punctured through the skin and into it's bones; paralyzing it.

The man pushing the gurney stopped abruptly in front of a silver door with large bolts along the sides. He didn't know why the bolts were so large, or why the person who created the door had made it silver. But he liked it. He liked to touch the bolts, letting his fingers swirl around each one. He also enjoyed counting them. There were exactly 15 on the door. At least on the outside, on the inside there was another 15. Carefully, he squeezed by the side of the gurney and the wall. He reached for the door handle, and turned it. He liked how the cold door handle felt on his skin. Pushing the door open with his back, he grabbed the gurney and pulled it into the dark, eerie room. The man walked across the room, without any hesitation. He knew his way around the small dark room, just as well as when it was light. His hand touched a cool switch, and he flipped it upward, and the room flooded with a soft light. He didn't like bright light. He preferred going out at night, and sleeping during the day. The man walked back across the room, to the gurney and smiled as he pulled the old discolored smelly sheet off his latest prey. She looks peaceful now. He thought to himself. He moved his hand to her face, and gently stroked it, deep in thought. His hand slowly moved to her dark brown ringlets. Moving a curl from her face, he continued to stroke her head; glad that he had captured his prize so quietly and without much of a struggle, like many others had. Moving his hand to her closed eye lids, he opened them, to reveal her soft brown eyes. He quickly shut them; he didn't like how it appeared that her soft brown eyes were staring into his cold, icy blue ones. Walking across the room, he grabbed a large needle. Silently, he pushed some of the purple fluid into it, until it filled the capsule. Returning to Beth; as he decided to call her, he pushed the needle into her soft delicate skin. Now, Beth can be with me forever. The man though, excited at the thought.

This man, Chad Merth, had devoted his life to his victims. He started to hunt for his prey in his early twenties. But was disappointed when their bodies slowly decomposed, and only their bones remained. Chad was an artist; so for a while, he would draw his victims. Every inch of them. But soon that didn't satisfy him. He couldn't feel their skin or their hair in his fingers, as he desperately longed to do. So he decided to come up with a formula that would preserve their bodies forever; in a frozen state, unable to decompose. It took Chad years, though he was a genius. But finally, the day came when his formula worked. Once a week, he would to push more of the purple substance into the body; but it was worth it to him. He also enjoyed dressing them in different outfits, such as a little girl might to with her doll. He talked to them, such as they were alive.

He was an outsider in school and at home. Growing up, kids teased him. Boys larger than him would beat him up. He often went home with a black eye, or a bloody nose. His mother left him at the age of five, leaving him to deal with his abusive father. Chad's father often hit him, telling him to shut up; and to go to him room.

He was nobody's friend, though he longed for one. Kids hated him, and mocked him every day. The anger grew in Chad, until it felt like any anger that a young boy could have, he had it. It practically seeped out of him, but nobody noticed. Kids thought he was crazy, as he would always mummer under his breath, seeking his revenge. He drew sketches of horrible deaths he would love for them to face. One day his teacher found one of the sketches, and called Chad's father. That night, his father, in a drunken rage threw him across the room, and screamed at him. "You better stop causing trouble boy, or I'll kill ya!" The words of his father echoed in his head.

All Chad wanted were friends, but unable to find even one, he found that dead people made great friends. They never mocked him, or hit him. They were always silent, always agreeing, and they would always be with him. Always. He thought to himself as stroked Beth's hair again.

I chopped my hair off today. My long hair... Gone... But my new short hair cut is adorable! I was so nervous, the last time I cut my hair short, it was a baaad haircut.

Last night, was very slow... I was wondering around looking for dishes, and the managers even told workers to go home because there was nothing to do... So they had me do other stuff since I was REALLY bored. So after I did the flip and flop, I asked Casey (A manager) if she wanted me to do anything else. She said, yeah go down to the basement the door is around there and in a corner there's a box of toothbrushes - go grab one. So I said okay. And she had this odd look on her face, and she walked away and was laughing with another manager - Val. And so I waited because I wasn't sure exactly where the door was... And she came up to me and said that there was no basement, she just loves how I will do anything I'm asked. And earier that night Val mentioned how she liked me because I was quiet and I did my work. Haha. Last week, John another manager said he was going to put me on full time dishwasher because I clean up so good. (He did, thats' why I'm working nearly every day this week except the days I have requested off - & Christmas of course.) AND THE BEST PART - THEY SENT ME HOME A FREE PIZZA BECAUSE THEY WERE SO PLEASED AT HOW HELPFUL I WAS ALL NIGHT!!!! YUM! AND, as I was walking out I heard Casey tell Val I should get a raise! I don't know if I would get one or not, but just the idea makes my day. Normally I hate Saturday nights, because I don't care for the people I work with. I like Friday night people. Haha. But most Friday night people worked Saturday night. So that was fun. There's one girl, she's a cook and I have no idea what her name is (I need to ask, eh?) but she's AWESOME. I like the people who try to make your work easier for others and not just themselves - and people who are cheerful. She's both. And a waitress that just started - she is awesome too. They are my main favriotes. And I am learning how to do my job better... I don't come home soaking wet anymore. Hahahahahahahahahaha.

So I have been working at Pizza Hut for the last three weekends, as a dishwasher. Last weekend, one of the mangers was back in my area with me. It was almost time for me to punch out, so I was finishing up. I automatically wiped down the area and cleaned up. He kept watching me, and he went up to me and said that I was the only person who cleaned up afterwards, except him. Haha. He said that he was going to suggest I be put on full time dishwasher. I got my hours tonight and I am so happy. I work Monday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. Tuesday is Christmas so there not opened, I requested Sunday's off, and Wednesday nights off. So basically I am full time dishwasher now. I am so thrilled that my Parents taught me to clean up when I'm done doing something - because in this case it TOTALLY payed off!! AND I'm not sure, but I think I got a raise too. But I'm still waiting on that, because if I did it would be a BIG raise and I JUST started to work there so I think I looked at the paper wrong, or they did a misprint. But... I'll find out next time I get paid I guess.

Today I got almost all of my Christmas shopping done! Unless I am forgetting something, the only person left to buy something for is my sister Jessica.

It was either the shopping or the snow that put me into the Christmas mood. I actually enjoyed putting the Christmas tree up this year, and get this - I refused to have a tree this year because I hate putting up trees, yelling at the cats to get away from it or climb up it (Yeah, they actually CAN climb up a tree with no claws!) Let alone having to mess with decorating it and then taking everything down and having to turn the lights on and off and yeah, I just never liked the tree much. Lol. But I actually decorated it this year, and enjoyed doing so. Haha.

So... I am feeling much,MUCH better today. So much better, I am going to try and attempt to clean my room tonight. I am a clean freak, and I was to weak to clean it up while I was sick, and it's driving me insane.

I miss Bones.

We have SO much snow!! Omigosh... It's insane!! Did we ever get this much snow last year? WOW! Today at church only a handful showed up... Haha. I only had three kids in the Beehive (Sunday school, the computer won't let me write that its' a c*lass the * stands for l. LOL.) so teaching was a breeze, other then I still don't have much of a voice and I don't think the heater was working in the ****oom because it was as cold in the Beehive as it was outside! Lol. But we had a lot of fun.

I am also happy, because everything is worked out between a friend and I. I told her something, something she wasn't suppose to talk to others about and she did. She thought I was mad at her, and I never was mad at her, but she had the idea in her head that I was and we talked today and aww... She was crying and now thinking about it makes me want to cry so... Lol. I am such a teary person. Haha. But she means the world to me, she's an awesome friend so I'm glad everything is okay.

But wow! We got a LOT of snow!!!! It's crazy outside! If I wasn't sick, I would grab my snowpants and go out and build a snowman. haha. I haven't did that since I was like 9 years old. The first and only one I built, and my black cat at the time knocked it over. (You can imagine how well it was built. haha. That snow was so blah.)

Maybe when lil Randi Lee comes to visit me in Feb for the weekend, we'll go out and play in the show. After all, it WOULD look pretty silly for someone who's 17, almost 18 just to go play out in the snow... Hahaha. I baby sit her Wednesday too - maybe I'll take her outside if it's not too cold outside!

And this excitment is coming from someone who HATES snow and winter. LOL.