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Happy New Year

      Hey! I know New Years already happened, and I kind of missed the date. But I'm back and blogging, now if I'm back in full affect I don't know. However HAPPY NEW YEARS. Wow it is already 2014, and the first thing I am going to say is, "Thank You Jesus For Another Year!" because seriously I think sometimes it gets overlooked that we are living another day. So 2014...wow feels weird saying. So far spiritually this year has been a blast. Since January 1st I have been further learning that Jesus is definitely someone you can lean on. God has so much love for us, it's unrealistic, but yet he does. I was reading Isaiah, as well as Zechariah, and I finished them both, and those books just show how much God loves us. 

   So I am definitely learning how to fully put my love, and trust in God. Also to accept the love that God has to give me, and to be more reliant on it. So God is definitely doing a work in me, so that is so exciting. I'm exciting because I know that God is not done with me yet, and he still has so much more planned for me, and that is so cool. Whenever I read God's word and something is revealed to me, it feels so awesome. 

    I personally love learning about God, and I love reading his words, and everything he does. It is so beautiful. For this New Year one thing you can do is put your life and trust in Jesus. Honestly he is the only one that can fill the void, and be everything that everyone else falls short of. We are mad, blessed to have someone out there that is Perfect. Because if it was only humans, without God. I'd be a wreck, I'd have nothing to lean on, no hope, nothing. And that is just one of the gatrillion reasons that God is awesome. 

    So I'm praying for you guys, that your hearts would turn to Jesus. The only thing in this world worth turning to. As I live life, I see that people will fail you, and they won't be everything you want them to be.That's why when it says in Psalms 188:8 "It is better to take refuge in the LORD than to trust in man." it means a whole bunch. Because Jesus is that rock that will never move, and he is the faithful bride. The one that keeps loving you even after you have mess up a trillion times. Even thou you rejected him, hated him, spat on him, and disobeyed everything that he has every put down, he still loves you, and calls you his child, his people, his bride, his love.

   God even goes so far as to tell his chosen people in Zechariah 2:8 "For thus said the LORD of hosts, after his glory sent me to the nations who plundered you, for he who touches you touches the apple of his eye:" Mad crazy, I read the verse in the night, and almost cried. Because in my mind I am trying to understand how the creator of the universe...GOD, would say such a thing, as me being the apple of his eye. I woke up in the morning, and that verse was literally playing around in my head, it was my first thought, no joke. It's crazy, but beautiful. God is so beautiful. 

-Love my savior so much more as I dive into his word!-

Oh yeah! Before a go he is a quick verse to chew on!

Isiah 51:11-13

"11 The ransomed of the LORD will return. They will enter Zion with singing; everlasting joy will crown their heads. Gladness and joy will overtake them, and sorrow and sighing will flee away. 12 "I, even I, am he who comforts you. Who are you that you fear mortal men, the sons of men, who are but grass, 13 that you forget the LORD your Maker, who stretched out the heavens and laid the foundations of the earth, that you live in constant terror every day because of the wrath of the oppressor, who is bent on destruction? For where is the wrath of the oppressor?"

God's awesome! BYE! XD

December Almost Gone!

    Oh snap today is already December 22nd we all know what is happening on December 25th! Christmas as well as the day we acknowledge Jesus's birthday, and all that good stuff. On Christmas I will make a blog on all that, so let me now spoil that now. Any who, I just looked at the date, and I saw that it was already December 22nd. So yeah. Today was church, had some good times. I woke up at 6:00, and had mad little sleep, so I feel so achy, and tired. Funny how the whole entire time in church, I didn't feel tired, or nothing. Then as soon as we go home, I feel this tiredness swoop over me, and hunger. Then I remember I hardly had any sleep, and didn't eat anything.
    I can't believe this year is already almost over. 2014 hear we come, or more so hear I come. I don't think I have any "New Year's Resolutions" at least if I do I don't know about it yet. This year did go by real quick, at least it felt quick. 2012 felt super long for me, it was as if that year was eternal. A lot has happened in 2013, and it's cool. Normally I look forward to December because it is so cold, or at least it's moderately cold. However this year, it wasn't cold hardly. We had two days of a cold front, and even that wasn't that cold. However when those days did come by I was mad thankful, so I didn't take them for granted. I tried to go outside as much as possible, and use up every ounce of the cold that I could. So hopefully I'm praying it gets cold in January.
Well that is all I had to write about today!
Goodbye December, Hello January.
Bye!

DBA

I took a DBA today, and I was so worried that I wouldn't do good. Like I was mad nervous, but today I took it, and I got 29/30. I felt like the girl above, mad happy. So I figured I'd share my good news. Feeling pretty beast right about now XD.

-Wohoo!-

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  My whole entire story is featured on this website :D This is a really cool website for Christians who really want to be vocal about their beliefs, and who want to express it. You should really check it out the link is below :D
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Update

       I know this is kind of late, but on November 31st I won Nano Wrimo. I wrote 10,000 words, I added it to my story. I have been trying to fix my focus on my story, so in my rewriting I focused more on God. Or at least some spiritual aspects. So I am at least trying to wrap things up. I have 80 pages already, and I feel like my story should be over. I mean everything I have written so far I believe is necessary, so I don't think I'm dragging it on but I just want to move on so I can get my physical copy already! Oh yeah! I had lost my jump drive that had my whole entire story on it. I couldn't find it in forever, and then yesterday my little brother found it. Just a warning to you guys, because of my own experience. Send your files to yourselves very frequently. Otherwise you will end up how I was, feeling mega lame, and without your story.
      Yesterday my family went to the movie theaters and we saw The Hobbit 2 for my birthday. I like it, oh, and Gandalf is definitely an Angel. I was reading up on who he is, and he is. They call his type Valar's they were sent to Earth to defeat Sauron. They came down in the form of old men to show humility, and so there powers would be limited. How awesome! J.R.R Tolkien is awesome! Go Gandalf! (uh oh, I'm fan girling :o) No but for real thou, he is. Anyways the movie was nice, I won't talk about it too much thou. The Lord of the Rings are obviously amazing, and nothing could compare. So I have to force myself not compare The Hobbit to The Lord of The Rings, cause I'll end up with negative results. Currently I am watching Death Note, and it's mad beast. Go L, and yes I don't like Light.
Well that's all for now!
-Good Night!-

The Cask Of Amontillado

I glided up the steps like a ghost, a smile slowly made its way to my lips.

“I had finally done it,” I said aloud with glee.

I worked my way to the entrance of the cave, the door was sealed shut. It looked exactly how I had left it. No one had come to check on me, no one suspected anything. With that thought dancing around in my head I let out a laugh of relief. My hand glided over the doorknob, it was a smooth cool surface, and my hands gripped it tightly. There was no fear in my eyes, not even an ounce. I turned the doorknob, eagerly awaiting the outside wine festival that had been going on earlier. As I whipped open the door a cool breeze made its way into the door chilling me to the bone. I entered the cold breezy night, and left the dark and damp catacombs underneath me. I could see the Wine festival from here, and I could almost hear the laughter and joy of people in high spirits.  I walked over to them when I hand grabbed my shoulder. I did not jump or wince I nearly turned around and smiled at the stranger.

  The stranger had a cloak on and a lantern in one hand. I assumed he must be the catacomb keeper, or whatever it was they called those men. I knew I needed to talk first or else the control of the conversation would leave me.

“And what you be doing my good sir?” I asked calmly.

“I’m dancing in a valley, and I can’t seem to find my keys. Do you have them?” The man asked in a low gravelly voice.

By the stale air that was pouring from his mouth, and the strong sour stench the proceeded it, I knew he must have been drunk, it was after all a wine festival. I quickly eyed his left hand that held a lantern, and then moved to his right hand that held a bottle in it. Definitely drunk I told myself.

“I’m sorry my good sir, I do not have your keys. Why don’t you ask the pulchritudinous dear lady you are dancing with, in that extravagant valley?” I asked him making sure to drag out the long hard words. I aimed to lose him in my intellectual conversation.

“Uh...Of course,” The man said as he turned around dumbfounded, and headed out of my way.

I walked with pride because my ingenious, and continued to the festival. When suddenly a brilliant idea came to me. I would tell the people of Fortunato demise, I of course would blame on the old bumbling fool. I quickly turned back around, and grabbed the old drunk.

“Oh dear sir, could I buy you a few more drinks?” I asked.

“Uhh..Yes..sure, sure.” The drunk said with a toothy grin.

I grabbed him by the arm, and presumed to have a friendly conversation with the man. It was of course one sided because he did not understand a thing that I said. We arrived at the festival, and we grabbed a table, and I ordered a few drinks too many for him. The man drank one drink after the other, allowing the wine to completely take of hold of its prey. He had no guard on what he allowed to enter his body, it disgusted me so much, I thought this to be a greater insult than that of Fortunato. I however quickly discarded that thought, because nothing could compare to that swine’s insult.

I knew that the man had drunk so much wine that he would collapse at any moment , death would soon take  hold of this drunkard’s soul just like it took hold Fortunato.  However Fortunato went down with less pride. Not even realizing that death was at his door, even when death was knocking on it so hard. I laughed to myself of Fortunato’s demise, and my attention was brought back to the man who now had a bright pink face who was babbling on to me, about something, I don’t quite remember. It looked like the amount of alcohol in his blood had quickly risen, and at the rate he was drinking he would be meet death in about 10 minutes. You might wonder why I was wasting my precious time with a man such as him, well I tell you. He was the perfect victim to pin Fortunato’s death on, it was even more fitting that a drunkard would be the result of the wine lovers death…wine would definitely be the end of him. It would also allow me to execute Fortunato’s death flawlessly, and with pride. I would deliver the final insult. Death was not good enough for Fortunato. I ran up to the stage that where the musical performance was occurring.

“Death Death!” I screamed with such sorrow I almost convinced myself that something terrible had actually happened.

Quickly a panic arose from the crowd, all of them gathered around the stage, and looked on me with  fear.

“Fortunato! Our beloved brother, and wine lover is dead,” I cried to the audience, and allowed a few tears to fall from my eyes to allow the performance to look credible.

The crowd seemed to mourn together at one huge time for their beloved Fortunato.

“Not only was it a death, but it was a Murder!” I screamed at them.

The crows returned in a scream of terror, and panic. They looked at each other, as if to point the finger on each other, or to mark out who the killer was.

“My good friends! Do not cry in fear, or panic. For the culprit is at hand!” I said to them in between a sob.

They looked at each other angrily, and yelled at me to tell them.

“It is none other than you sir!” I yelled and pointed my finger squarely at the drunken man that I had met.

The angry mob turned on him, and demanded that he tell them what happened. I knew that he would be able to tell them of the event. You see I had told him exactly what I had done, however I told him it was what he had done. I merely told where he could find his keys. He told the crowd that the key could be found in the catacomb. That he had been dancing with his lady and stolen his key, and now the key was in the catacomb. To any ordinary man this would not have made any sense. However these where an angry mob, and they went to the catacombs, and they found the “key”, and when they returned the man was dead. The people had feared that his death may have been caused by the mob, however it was later found that he had consumed a large amount of Alcohol. The people adorned me, and thanked me, and I remained in that town, even till this day. Not a day has anyone expected me to be the culprit, and life hasn’t been any better.