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  So, remember, that post about me liking this girl at the camp, jack? Well I'm starting to think of asking her oooouuuttt?...Cause we always meet up once a month on a sunday, on a sunday-STOP! Okay, but umm anyhoo, yeah that's the camp thing where elementary school kids and a couple of high school kids meet up and there's this other thing we go to on every first and last Thursday of the month. Its called our Youth Group. But we're doing it this Thursday cause it's to close to the Holidays so.   But like, why the heck do they, say the 'Holidays' instead of freakin 'Christmas'! I mean it's only one freakin holiday of the whole month! That jack don't make no sense!   But, yeah sorry for the silly tangent. So yeah, but umm, one of the coaches there is named Angel. Funny huh? Cause his name is angel and he's at a church? Okay? No?   So the other coach there is named, Christina? I think that's how you spell her name. But she can speak ...
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An Art Life

I'm thinking about selling my art online.   I know in the past I mentioned working at Wendy's but a dude can change his mind about things. :P Anyhoo, but I don't know where to friggin start!!!!!! Also I might need a PayPal account but I don't have one and I can't get one cause I'm under age. So I'll figure something out...   But yeah, so I'm sittin' a the library, at one of the computers, just looking out the window. Gettin' kinda bored. We're probably gonna leave soon. Don't know when tho.  Well gotta go my brother needs to use my computer!!!!!!!! Bya!

It All Sucks

Y'know life can really be a lot of lies. Or truths, or crud or sweet or shit. We're told not to do something or that we can't have something, maybe by our parents and that's it. No if, and, or, buts about it. They say they do it to protect us, or those around us. We must listen to them or else we're a bad person. We're seen as disobedient, non-trustworthy, ignorant, oblivious little idiots. But really, why are we seen as oblivious idiots when no one will tell us why or what it is we're oblivious to? Your dad says not to do something and you must listen to him. Even if he doesn't tell you why. Else if you don't he may punish you. It's all about trust you see. It's about either trusting what your dad says as right...Or seeing it as being wrong. Who's to say that what your dad says is wrong and because you didn't do something you died. Your dad told you not to kill the burglar, but because you didn't kill the burglar, the burglar ki...

At the Computers Alone

:P I'm kinda bored. Not completely but kinda.   I'm gonna try and apply for a job at Wendy's. My Mom and Dad don't exactly want me to because they don't want me to waste my talents.   You see, I'm and artist. I make music, draw, crochet and do many other things. Although I'm a good artist I'm nowhere near the peak of my, mmmmm, artistic talent. But, it's not like I'm giving up on being an artist. My Dad at least understands that. But my Mom just doesn't get it. She thinks whenever I mention it I mention is to make her mad. That I do it to play mind games. But I just want her to understand that I'm still gonna do my art stuff (drawing specifically.) My Dad just doesn't want me to be caught up in things. Like getting a bank account, expecting other people to pay me. And I'm home schooled, as I've mentioned before. So my Dad told me, the whole reason he and my Mom home schooled all my siblings and myself is because, they wanted...

At the Hospital

Was'up guys today I went to the Hospital (as you can tell from the title.) I had to get my blood drawn! I know, just the thought of it curdles YOUR blood. But it wasn't as bad as people make it out to be. It was kinda like a shot but it pricked me a little harder. I meant to ask the doctor what they look for inside the blood they draw but I didn't get the chance.    Anyway I'm on my, mmmm, electronic device, and I'm downloading Geometry Dash. I had the game before but I deleted it cause I didn't have enough space. But I'm probably gonna delete it again. :P   But now we're in the lobby waiting for our ride to come and get us.  So that's about it. Have a nice day everyone  

Sitting At a Table

Poop. Another stuffy day in this crappy library. I have to do My Budget challenge jack. Which I would prefer not  to do but... It's gonna end soon anyway so that's not as annoying as the librarians! Y'know they are so stupid? Why? Well, here's why; I was the first one to ask for a computer yet the dumb 🐴 librarian said my two, uhh, siblings asked first. In my head I was like, "what 🐶?! But I asked first!" Anyway that's why I don't like that librarian. Btw her name is Ms. Debbie, like lil' debbie. Only little Debbie ain't a prick. Oops! sorry for the curse word. :P Anyhow I have a lot of work to do and stuff. Like check my gmail and other stuffffffffffffff.   Oh yeah! So, I go to this camp thing right. It's once a month, on a Sunday! Okay I'll stop.  Anyway and there's this girrrlll there that I kinda, sorta, maybe, have a crush on. And I saw her on Sunday. On a Sunda- Okay fine I'll stop. Anyway she's really pretty...

After The Meet Up

Whooooo! Alot to say but ain't got the TIME! It was fun! A lot of the home schooling moms talked a lot! I played with one of the home schooled little girls. Like I said before I love little children! We played a game of chess! She actually almost beat me! She was pretty good for a little girl, although I still beat her. But before all that, the Moms were talking about how they home school, and stuff while I crocheted. It was a pretty relaxed atmosphere. and one of the moms worked on a farm! Pretty cool right.   At first I didn't think it'd be so many moms (it was only like five moms) but...nice. Anyway I crocheted two flowers while I was there. They turned out pretty nice. I know sorry for using nice so much, but, nice,Nice NICE!!!!   Ha! hahahahaha! I crack myself up!   Welllll, my Mom is right behind me at the circulation desk talking to one of the nice librarians Kris. She is a lady by the waaaay. :)   Aaaaaaaaah... I'm just in a good mood. Anyway, Now my m...