Heyyy, it's a new post!

Yeah, I guess I might as well keep this going. Updates for y'all.
-Eric sort of broke up with me. Yeah. Ouch. But hey, I was going to do it anyway. Okay.
-We lost out last home basketball game. Ouch. It wasn't that fun anyway.
-The dance last night was okay. I guess.
-Cardboard boat race Tuesday! So excited! Matt and I are going to win!
-Grades are amazing. Alg is like 103%. But I have a B in band for being late (For getting your ACT packet, Ms. Alyssa.....) But it should raise to an A.
-I rejoined LifeTeen Band aka Righteous Noise (to remind you both)

Update 2/20

I never get on my computer anymore! Ahhh!
I'm thinking about just deleting this blog and probably the other one because frankly I don't use them anymore and I like talking to you girls face to face or on the phone much better. Plus Alyssa blogs too much. Love you though!!
Okay, so before I make my decision, here's my update:
I went to the Margaretta game like I told you guys to see Gavin play. They beat Perkins! Yay!!
No plays for a while, yay and not so yay.
Back to the Lifeteen Band, but I think I will stay with Congas because I freak out on drumset.
My mom is moving in with her boyfriend and probably getting married. He has prostate cancer though. My mom is freaking out about it. I will have a stepbrother named Kelley (really weird, huh?)
Eric and I are back together (you knew that)
Matt is still not talking to me (you knew that) and I could really care less if that's the way he chooses to live.
I got my grades back up, and right now I have the highest average in Algebra II (like 103% or something!!)
Eric's ex-girlfriend is so jealous that I'm with him again that she's threatening me and making rude comments in the halls. But I hold my chin high and don't care.
I don't really know what else. I guess if something more happens I will text you two, but as for now, no more blog!

Update 2/7

Hey girls (and guy, if you're even reading this. From the rumors I hear, you've turned against me. This needs to be addressed in privacy). Sorry I haven't been online in FOREVER. This show is consuming my life, as is studying for school/ACT. But the ACT is over, and the show is 2/8 done. Though I do wish it could be done now.... Nevertheless, here's a quick update for you.

-I took the ACT today, and guess what Alyssa, JAKE was there! We talked in the line for a minute, but I took writing and he did not, so we parted separate ways. Then later I was talking to him about what college he wants to go to and what he wants to major in. He's got big plans! Thought I'd share that with you. I picked up an ACT registration packet for you as well, but you'd better be grateful, it made me late to band! :(
-Show 3/8 tonight. It's going really great, and the audiences love it. I enjoy the compliments we get afterward as well :)
-Eric and I are back together. He ex-girlfriend is enraged, however. She thinks she owns Eric or something, I don't know, and she's calling me a slut everytime I turn around. It's really kind of mean. She promised to 'make my life a living hell' by threatening me in the hallway and defaming my reputation as a nice girl. It's a shame that her jealousy makes her do this, but what am I supposed to do? Break up with Eric to make her happy? This is the way I see it. I could...
A. Date Eric and suffer the enduring hatred and slander of Erica
B. Break up with Eric and endure the hatred and slander of Erica, and give her what she wants.
I'd rather be happy with Eric and deal with her futility than give in to what she wants. She even threatens to start a Facebook group called 'I Hate Kelli'. So girls, please pray for her.... and that her attitude won't taint our relationship.
-I get to meet my sister's boyfriend tomorrow!!!!!!!! I'm excited. Kayla, Chad, and Eric are coming for dinner. Yay!
-Roughly 20 college emails were in my inbox this afternoon. I responded to all of them, so guess whose mail carrier is going to hate them? Mine! :)

Anyway, that's all I can think of now... I will try to be on sometime this week for another update! Love and God Bless!

Hey guys.

So I started another blog, pretty much just for random writings and poetry. Sorry I haven't kept up on your guys' writings, but with the two shows coming close to performance dates, I've been really busy. Hope you all are doing okay, I am doing pretty well aside from a cold. Hope to talk to at least one of you at Lifeteen this weekend! Go Steelers!!! :)

God Bless my friends going to DC!

I bet all of them are excited. Hope you all have a safe trip. Bundle up, though.

I'm pretty excited for these two plays. Especially the school showing of Bang, Bang, You're Dead. I think it will really get to a lot of students' core. I started rereading a book I own written by the mother of a teen who was killed in the Columbine shootings. The teen, Cassie Bernall, was killed in her junior year. Cassie's description reminds me so much of myself: A born-again Christian who was given a second chance. She led a spoiled-brat type life as a child, and then hit reality hard in middle school and made friends with the wrong crowd. She got into drugs, alcohol, and self destruction. Now, I wasn't that bad, but certainly I wasn't the person I am now. But she changed when she found God. At first, she still kept her old image, but went completely straightedge. She left her old friends for her new ones, and even transferred to a Christian school. She grew closer to God everyday, and by the time of her death she had turned her life around 180 degrees. She died as a martyr, too. As she crouched praying underneath a table on the fateful April morning, one of the gunmen put the muzzle to her head and asked if she believed in God. Without thinking, her classmate who survived described, she answered, 'Yes'. The gunman shot her. Reading this book has definetely helped me develop character and see the seriousness of this show. I'm not saying that I think there are potential killers in our school that would do such a thing, but it really makes me appreciate what I have and the sanctity of life, very much appropriate for this week.

Anyway, the dinner with my mom and sister went really well. I hope the two of them can start getting along. At first, one could cut the tension in the air with a knife, but they both relaxed and talked like the good old days. And of course, my sister and I bickered about boys and highschool and work. Like the good old days.

I guess I'm taking a break from the dating scene for now. I just haven't really had time, nor do I see any need, to be dating or talking to boys. It's a revelation for me. That is, unless a certain select few decide to come around. Which would be pretty cool, but I'm not looking for it, and therefore, think I will be single for Valentine's Day. Cool.

Barack Obame, stop e-mailing me!

I do not support your campaign for change!

So our basketball team lost to Fremont by a good amount and apparently due to Miss Sackett not liking me and the lack of anyone non-percussion-y wanting to support the basketball team, pep band is done for the season. Simply because we only had 2 trumpets (who are terrible), a trombone and a clarinet. Can I help it if nobody shows up? No. But we had a good sized drum section. Drummers always show up. It shouldn't be pep BAND, no, pep drumline. That's better. Drummers always show up for our love of cadences and desire to get into the game free of charge, then we all go to taco bell afterwards. Which I lost my phone in the pilgrammage to. In the snow. At night. And it was on vibrate. Yes, really. So we spent like a half hour searching (and throwing snowballs) in a desperate attempt to locate my brick... err... cellular telephone. Well, Gabby found it, and I dried it under the hand dryers at Taco Bell's restroom. And life resumed as normal. But it was kind of funny. Even though it was cold, and I was on my knees in the snow, in jeans that have ripped knees, so by the transitive property, my naked knees were in snow.

Moving on, one of the two girls in our whole school that I cannot muster any patience or affection for got the role in the musical that I painstakingly practiced for. Yeah. HER. who has been in ONE total theatrical performance run. Whilst I have partaken in THIRTEEN. And she's not pretty, by the way. She lacks a figure, yet she was selected for the role of a seductive and steely showgirl. No alliteration intended. Whatever, I'm over it.

Next week my sister and I are going to dinner at my mom's house.
Right.
My sister is actually speaking to my mom.
Ha-lle-lu-jah, praise the Lord, what the heck is wrong with her.
Cool. I'm not complaining.

So the one day I go in to work without any makeup, everybody and their brother that i know shows up. NOT FAIR. Karma.
But one person (actually two) showed up that made my day. Even though it was at like 4:30 when I was sposed to get off at 4.
Mr and Mrs Easley, the couple that were my foster parents, came to my reg. And I knew I knew them from somewhere bit didn't know where. I could tell that they felt the same way. As they were leaving, I motioned for the man to come back, and asked if his name was Joe. He said, Yes, and you are Little Kelli! I said yes, and how I didn't recognized him because I remember him as a very tall guy, but realized that when I was with them (3 years ago) I was only like 5'3. Haha. But anyway, I filled them in on what I am involved in, yadda yadda, gave hugs and kisses and talked for a while. It was so great seeing them and reminded me how God blessed me with such a nice family. It also reminded me of the irony that I was with a colored family when my dad was boisterously racist. Hm. Taught me a lesson. Anyway, that was awesome

Dance tryouts for musical tomorrow! If I don't make this cut, then it's chorus/pit orchestra for Kelli. :(

Lifeteen after all this madness! Good! A way to just chill out no matter what happens and to let all the stress and unfairness and bad feelings from this week just flow out. Yayy!

By the way, the new layout, awesome. It screams Julie Andrews in the 'My Favorite Things' aspect. I mean, red white and blue, and nautical themes... together at last!

Another Kitty! (For tonight, that is) && snoww!

I brought in our outdoor cat, Milk (She is all grey except for a white patch over her mouth. So cute.) for the night when I found her shivering in the garage. It's too snowy and cold for her to be out there. Good thing Aunt Mary and Uncle Dan aren't home, because Aunt Becky doesn't care. I brought her in last year and Uncle Dan wouldn't let her stay (but I kept her in my room and fed her once they were asleep) when it was like -20 degrees. OC Kitty knows that Milk is locked in my room, though, and isn't happy with me, but oh well. I love my cats, both of them.

Snow!! Like a foot plus. All of today's activities were cancelled. I am bitter that the basketball game is cancelled. I hope our band concert is cancelled. But not Lifeteen. That would suck. I miss all my Catholic friends!

Pretty much my itinerary of the day:

-Woke up at 8, took the dog out.
-Ate breakfast
-Found out that Firelands Challenge was cancelled
-Went back to bed
-Woken up by Aaron texting me
-Spent an hour and a half texting back and forth with Aaron (and Matt for a while)
-Found out dance was cancelled somewhere in that time frame
-Told Aaron that I was going back to sleep, to not text me
-Fulfilled that promise
-Woke up, watched some movie on Hallmark about a Great Dane who thought he was a Dachsund (I was still out of it... but it was a cute Disney movie) (Correction: My TV Guide says the name is 'The Ugly Dachsund'. I liked it.)
-Made lunch (mac and cheese) for Aunt Becky and myself
-Downloaded music, read email
-Went to shovel Grandma's house
-Pat Catan's (girls: everything is extra 25% off)
-Burger King (stomach ache) with Aunt Becky's family
-Home with cat.

Pretty much... a boring day. But I enjoyed it. It feels like it should be like 9:00 but it's 7:00....

My question is this, Why couldn't the snow come during the week so we could've had a snowday???!?!

Snow, Snow, When are you falling?

(The great A Cappella song sang last year)
Of course, over the weekend where my itinerary WAS full.

Planned:
Tonight
- Home Basketball game against FREMONT 7 pm (CANCELLED)
- Taco Bell after the game 10 pm (CANCELLED)
- Hanging out at someone's house (probably mine) after that 11pm (CANCELLED)

Saturday
- Dance Rehearsal 10 am
- Leave for Firelands Challenge in Toledo 11:30 am
-funness in Toledo, Chipotle-
- Basketball game 7 pm

Sunday
- Church 7:30 am
- Work 11-2 pm
- Band Concert 3pm
- Lifeteen 5-8 pm

But nooo.... the snow is coming during the weekend. When we already don't have school. Bahh.

My aunt and uncle are out of town, in West Virginia to be exact. They didn't understand why I got home so late (3:40, I usually get home around 3:20) and got mad (even though they were not even in the state) and yelled (pointless). Sorry I can't help it if we had to drop someone else off first and it takes a good amount of time to drive in these conditions. Sorry if it's not snowing in WV.

Which got me to thinking, subconsciously, I was looking forward to this weekend. My Aunt Becky is staying with me at night. She lets me hang out with whoever I want and whenever I want. I was looking forward to not hearing my aunt complain about everything and nag and nag. I didn't even realize that my past week has been spent trying to make perfect plans for this weekend, and the snow screwed them up. Maybe, maybe I'm crazy, but maybe God is telling me that I need to quit that, stop trying to make everything fit into time slots ever so carefully. Maybe I shouldn't be so concerned about getting in every possible social event when I have the chance. I'm not saying next Friday I'm staying home. Heck...no. But maybe I shouldn't be so concerned about spending time with my friends, and instead spend more time with my family. Spending time with Aunt Becky instead of going to the game has been fun tonight. Maybe if I spent more time with Aunt Mary and Uncle Dan, we could get along better, especially Aunt Mary and I. Maybe then she could start seeing things from my point of view and vice versa, like we have been nagging each other about the lack thereof.

Anyway, I'm sleepy.

Matters to be taken care of.

1. Okay, yes, Eric and I got back together, like I told you girls, and then broke up, like I also said. The reason why:

He lied to me about smoking weed and drinking.

First he told me that he did weed, owned it, and wanted me to try it sometime with him (I declined), and that he also drank often. This angered me. So I broke up with him. Then he tried saying that he doesn't do any of it and never will (Doesn't make sense, changing his story and all) so now he is upset that he 'lost' me again. Well, weed does a lot of things to you. I won't date someone who is into that kind of stuff.

2. Orchestra contest music=boring and typical music... let's see, we have Two Daughters, the typical string-only piece, though I think it's a nice arrangement... but Nitschke's situation of children (read: twin daughters) may have been the sole reason he bought the piece. Into The Storm (okay, for fall it was Second Storm, now it's predecessor... ) is the typical A-B-A piece, first having energy, then slowing down, then becoming fast again. Chant and Joyous Dance is the B-A-B piece, just the opposite )I'm pretty sure, at least, we haven't played it in a while and I cannot remember how it goes.)

3. Choir contest music=awesome. Hark, I Hear the Harps Eternal- a folksy traditional hymn written in 3/2...it's still neat. Weep, O Willow, that one is really fun. It's a depressed love song, pretty much, a girl singing how she cannot find her true love and must go cry under a willow until she can get married. What makes this cool... the men sing lines such as 'I long for the only boy I love' and 'Today is our wedding day', yes, it's gay sounding, but since all of our contest music is done A Cappella, they sort of serve as the accompaniment of the piece. The best, though, is Elijah Rock. Search for it on YouTube, (actually, all 3 songs are on YouTube, conveniently, but the one of Weep, O Willow isn't great.) I dare you. Search 'Moses Hogan Elijah Rock', it is an amazing spritual. It is, however, split into 8 parts and thus makes it a VERY difficult class A piece to pull of... but we might be able to do it, it's shaping up well in class. If kids take it home and work on it, it will sound nice.

4. Two plays at once sucks. I did it once before, and now I'm doing it again. Before, I wasn't a lead in either. Now, I'm a principal in both. And musical auditions are next week. Are there going to be 3 at once? That would really suck, I mean, epic fail on my social life and grades.

5. Pep Band starts Friday, oddly enough, with our home game against FREMONT. Come one, come all, that is, if I ever get around to getting a drum key (last year's pursuits broke my faithful one) and tuning my quads.

6. So I failed an Algebra II test. Like literally failed. Like 53%. I don't know how, I thought I did really well. But I did. It didn't help that there were only about 11 questions, making it pretty rough to attain a decent grade. Seriously, I must be developing an ADD/ADHD complex that prevents me from paying attention in Algebra, or any class for that matter. I had no idea what was going on last chapter, and taking the test after 2 weeks of break? Ouch. Well, let's hope the next test is better.

7. Meanwhile, my English grade is a B, thanks to Jane freaking Eyre. But we are starting on poetry next? Which is great, I'm sure you girls remember Jillian and I bringing home blue ribbons and trophies for poetry from the fair this year? So yeah, my grade should probably be improving once I blow her away with my expressions of emotions. Ha, ha. No, really, I'm just glad we're not reading a book. Reading a book is hard, especially when you don't read it and then try to BS on a pop quiz of the chapters you left out in your SparkNotes adventure. Go, poetry.

8. Abortion sucks, really. That wasn't meant to be dark and sadistic pun, but now tht I read it, and considering how tired I am, it might be taken wrongly. Okay, so I got an email from one of these millions of Catholic newsletters I am a subscriber to, and it had a link to some sale merchandise on a Pro-Life website. What girl doesn't love a sale? So I clicked on the link, browsed the (pretty cool, actually) clothing, then clicked on some more links, then some more links, and suddenly I found myself on a page written by former pro-choicers that are now pro-life. They had a (lengthy) collection of quotes from abortion doctors. As I read them, some being a line or two and others a long paragraph, I started to get a little tear in my eye. How in the world would someone be okay with this? I knew what abortion was before, and a little about the procedure, but this website (abortionfacts.com) exploited the dirtiness behind it. I will post some of the most chilling quotes I read, along with the link. Beware, though, some of the content of this website is really explicit and made me feel sick to my stomach and very upset. There are some graphic pictures, forewarning you all.

http://www.abortionfacts.com/providers/quotes.asp

"In my facilities, I always gave option counseling. Of course you make the abortion the most appealing. I told them about adoption and about foster care and about [when there was welfare] assistance. The typical way it would go is, "Well, you know you can place your baby out for adoption." But then, in the second breath you would say, "That's an option available to you, but you also have to realize that there's going to be a baby of yours out here somewhere in the world you will never see again. At least with abortion you know what's happening. You can go on with your life...The longer I was in it, the less I cared, so I really didn't really care what my conscience said. My conscience was totally numb anyway. But what it did do was public relations-wise. You were able, when a reporter or TV crew came, to pull out a packet of information for the patients to read and they received it. So what can anybody say? Publicly it looked good -- in reality it was another tool that was used to force a woman into abortion. It's typical -- I would give them an option and then shoot it down. The only option you didn't shoot down, obviously, was abortion."

--Former clinic owner Eric Harrah quoted by Dr. Jack Willke and Brad Mattes

"Sometimes we lied. A girl might ask what her baby was like at a certain point in the pregnancy: Was it a baby yet? Even as early as 12 weeks a baby is totally formed, he has fingerprints, turns his head, fans his toes, feels pain. But we would say 'It's not a baby yet. It's just tissue, like a clot.'"

--Kathy Sparks told in "The Conversion of Kathy Sparks" by Gloria Williamson, Christian Herald Jan 1986 p 28

(See what I bold-faced? The baby FEELS PAIN by 12 weeks. This doctor admits that it is an actual living human being, but also admits lying to the patient and calling it 'tissue' so as to not drive away business. Disgusting.)

quoted Magda Denes, "[the doctor] pulls out something, which he slaps on the instrument table. "there," he says, "A leg." . . . I turn to Mr. Smith. . . He points to the instrument table, where there is a perfectly formed, slightly bent leg, about three inches long. . . "There, I've got the head out now." ...There lies a head. It is the smallest human head I have ever seen, but it is unmistakably part of a person."

"You would just look in the buckets and see arms and legs. I have horrible dreams about that now. It was something you would see in a scary movie."

--Former clinic worker Kirsten Breedlove

It's all just awful. There are some mind-blowing statistics on this website, also. Like how abortionists like to say that it's mostly women killing their children solely because the children have defects (This only accounts for 20% of abortions) and it's safer to have an abortion than to birth a child (Really, last time I thought about having my uterus suctioned out, my cervix paralyzed or scissors and scapels scraping placenta and baby from my uterine lining, it sounded pretty safe. I can look past the whole possibility that a limb is left inside, causing infection thing and the severe and often fatal bleeding, sure, just for sure don't give me an Epidural and deliver a child the right way, and of course, there aren't ANY families wishing to adopt a newborn, no sir.) Basically, it kind of hit me hard tonight. I'm still not allowed to go to Right-to-Life march this year, but maybe it's for the better that I stay home and learn/research more about what I thought I knew but had no clue. One in six women have committed murder on an innocent child. It's gruesome, sad, and true.

Psalm 139:13-16. For You formed my inward parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb. I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth; Your eyes have seen my unformed substance; and in Your book were all written the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there was not one of them.

Genesis 9:6 - Whoever sheds man’s blood, by man his blood shall be shed, for in the image of God He made man.

Date/New Haircut

The date went very well. We went to see 'Yes Man', and it was a cute movie. Corny, cliche, but cute. Then we just drove around for a little bit and ultimately got out of his truck and walked around downtown, kind of spur-of-the-moment, even though it was 10:30 at night and very cold. Oh well. We just talked about everything and laughed. Joey is a little shy but very talkative, which I guess is good because I am too. We talked mainly about school and how much we both love and hate it at the same time. He's awfully polite and very chivalrous, which I admire. He invited me to come over sometime and ride 4-wheelers with him and his brother.... which I am afraid to death to do, but I think that's why he invited me, honestly. I told him I would think about it. Really, I don't think I would ever get on a 4-wheeler. We will see.

I got my hair cut. It's not short like Alyssa's (I saw your pic, btw, and it looks super cute!) but it's layered and different. Which I wanted something different. My bangs are shorter too.

So I went shopping today too. I got this really pretty purple sweater dress, a costume necklace that has all these cute baubles, matching earrings, and some black leather kitten heels (Hint- Dots is going out of business and clearancing all merchandise...) for real cheap.

In other news, still having an obsession with this iPod touch... I'm downloading TV shows and different app games... it's ridiculously fun. Like this Guitar Hero-like game? awesome.

I'm addicted.

Happy New Year/iPod Touch/Date Night

Should auld acquaintance be forget, and never brought to mind.

A-men.

Happy New Year, Everyone!

So, with my abundance of Christmas money/work bonus, since I'm not going to D.C. this year, I decided to buy something nice for myself. An iPod touch. Perhaps this is the best thing I have ever bought for myself. Since yesterday I have been playing with it and discovering all of it's curiosities. I'm enthralled.

Tonight is Date Night (that is, if I ever get a nap in before this Joey boy calls, if he ever calls.) with Joey, if he calls, which I think he will. It's a bit odd, though, because today is his birthday, but he wanted to know if I wanted to go out tonight... wouldn't he want to spend time with his family and friends rather than some girl he's just 'talking' to? I don't know, I've never understood boys. Oh well. I will let all know how it went; maybe I can update from the iPod.