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I figured it was time for a new post.
But, I'd rather hear about you and I'm sure you'd rather tell me about you than listen to me blab on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until you're asleep, drooling on the keyboard, and electricuting your skull. Here are my questions to you, dear reader, for anyone who is reading this must be pretty dedicated, and for that, I value you. But that's not the only reason I value you! Unless, of course, I've never met you...in which case, this will be quite interesting. Erm...am i making sense to anyone other than myself, here?

Ok, firstly, I know I'm a nosy person, so these questions might be kind of...frank...so don't feel inclined to answer a question you don't want to; just skip over it. Or, if you're like me, just don't leave a comment at all. :p But, without further adeu {did I spell that right?}, here are my questions to you: {I rhymed!!}

1. Have you ever counted something right before you've fallen asleep, and did it help you to fall asleep?

2. What is the strangest/most realistic/scariest dream you've ever had?

3. What do you find yourself thinking about most at night/what is the one thing you find yourself most often thinking about when you have nothing to do?

4. What's your favorite brand of cereal?

5. Given the choices, which would you choose: a leisure trip to Paris, or a mission trip to Mexico?

6. What's the highest elevation you've ever been, where were you, and how did you feel?

7. What do you incorporate with the color red?

8. What would you do if you were the only person left in the world?

9. Has a book ever made you cry? What book was it?

10. How would you describe yourself in five words, three colors, two objects, and one fish?

11. Did you know that it's gramatically impossible to describe yourself with a fish because it's not an adjective?

~ Captain Bonnie Spinner

Erm...a poem?

Well would you look here-

You’ve written a rhyme,

Explaining why

You have no more time.

Suppose you shall show them

A typical day

Because you lack all other

Good words to say.

Don’t fear the silence

That thrives in the car.

Relax and chill out;

Your school isn’t far.

Walk up to class,

As the ringing bell ends.

Nod your head and wave

To your happy friends.

Meet the girl’s eyes,

Then sigh; look away –

Long ago you ran out

Of the right words to say.

Still softly recite

Your silent prayer.

Although she’s grown distant,

She is still there.

Stop looking through

The window’s glass.

Take time to note changes

Going on in your class.

Spanish is done;

Your morning’s half over,

But Mrs. C’s mad,

And none know what drove her.

Family Life skills

Is done in a blink.

Get up, slowly now,

And take a long drink.

Rest; fall asleep

In Biology.

Hope and dream

That the teacher won’t see.

Talk with your homeroom

At lunch, while you eat.

Then finish your homework

That’s still incomplete.

The next two classes

Pass by very slow.

What were they about?

You really don’t know.

English arrives;

You guess life’s not fair,

Or, at least, so it seems,

If your name is Jane Eyre.

Rush back to homeroom,

Drop off your things.

Now head to the room where

The choir simply sings.

Don’t dream about summer,

Just don’t dream at all,

For now you must go

Manage basketball.

Two hours go by.

Homework? Still more.

That’s all shoved aside

As you watch twenty-four.

You turn on the TV,

“Very stable, well done,”

It compliments you.

Isn’t wii fit great fun?

You had Marial over;

Y’all made woopie cake.

Though somehow you’re grounded

From her till Spring break.

Look Forward

To Spirit Week -

Who can be the biggest freak?

You must go to your room

So you read or you play.

Then you open the Word,

And you listen and pray

For the girl that you saw

And the boy in that chair,

And the ones you see hurting,

Because someone should care.

Listen to music,

Leave your conscious world,

And watch as the dream boat

Drifts off, sails unfurled.

Things that should be stabbed by a nine inch, serrated knife

1. Math

2. Comcast

3. The level "Maelstrom" in Pirates of the Carribbean 3 wii.

But Captain Bonnie, I thought you LOVED pirate stuff. Yeah, I do. But when you've spent two hours on the same level, growling at your wii remote because it won't move fast enough, it gets a little redundant. The level starts out with you as Elizabeth on a ship, and you have to kill a bunch of undead fish-things before you press "c" and go to the other ship. Well, I was too busy trying to bust open them annoying little boxes with money in them {I'm in the middle of a fight - why do I want money? Can't you give me one of them turkey things that gives me energy and helps me not to DIE?!?!} and didn't see the pirates coming across the gang plank. Death number 1 out of like five billion, two million, three thousand, twenty two. To make matters worse, Calypso is being mean and deciding to shower you with lightning. SPECIFICALLY YOU. Oh, and the fish people are throwing lighted expolosives at you. Charming game, eh?

But wait. There's more. More, Captain Bonnie? Yes, most-likely-bored reader, MORE. Once you get to the other ship, you have to fight MORE fish-people because if you don't, your oh-so-valuable crewmate person {who has been fighting ONE single fish-person while you slave away at five at one time} will die. You thought lightning bolts were bad? Try hurricanes! And the worst part is, they're completely unpredictable!! So if you die and think "Hm, last time, the first hurricane was over by that barrel thing" and you come back to life and stand AWAY from the barrel things, it's not necessarily true that you'll be guaranteed SAFE. In fact, knowing the evilness of this level, it's probably more LIKELY to hit you!

*slams head on desk* I. Hate. Not. Knowing! I hate how I have to rely on something I can't control to whirl around my enemies and not me. It makes me mad, too. I have been sitting here, trying not to yell at the tv for a looonnnggg time, and I'm pretty sure if them fishies could see my face, they'd be running. Ok...that's basically all I had to say. Pretty worthless unless you, too, are experiencing "my-undead fish-people-aren't-dying-I-only-have-one-turkey-left-and-here-comes-a-hurricane" syndrome. Or if you want someone else's misfortunes to mock. Or if you're one of those people who dream about how great wiis are. ... sorry. They're pretty cool. Really fun. It's just sometimes mine doesn't move the way I think it should.

Anyways.......Ciao and have better technological difficulties than I! No. Scratch that. Don't have any technical difficulties at all. And that's an order! *waves sword around dramatically for emphasis*

~ Captain Bonnie Spinner
PS. I think my arms and feets are going to fall off from swinging and stomping so much...but on the upside...maybe I'll get muscles!!!! :D

Daily Revelation

For anyone who reads this...I just wanted to share something with y'all that I think I'm slowly starting to learn. I've been thinking a bit about people in general, life choices, personalities, and how things change in the course of life...and somewhere in the course of my random thought processes, I got to wondering and connecting thoughts, at least about my own life. And I think somewhere in there I had a revelation. It went something like this:

Will I let others define me? > Shouldn't I define myself before they do and stay true to who I am? > Who am I? > Shouldn't I strive to be like Christ in all ways? > In order to strive to be like Christ, wouldn't you have to know who He is and what He's like? > If you wanted to know who He is and what He's like, shouldn't you first know Him? {by reading His word}

I don't know...but it just kind of hit me today how important a relationship with Christ is, especially for Christians. In order to "know" Him, I have to spend time with Him and want to be with Him. And then maybe...maybe on my way to being marvelled constantly by who HE IS, I'll find out more and more who I am. {Which is small and insignificant.}

I've heard it said before, "A woman should be so lost in Christ that a man should seek Christ to find her", but I think that applies here too, in a way. Well, that's my two cents, if you will. Take it or leave it. I'm done with life lessons. For now. I'll never be done with life lessons. Maybe I'll be done blogging about life lessons...the lessons themselves should never end. ... Then I'd be dead. And they'd be death lessons. And that sounds morbid. ...or maybe I should just stop rambling.

Ciao, and God bless you!
~ Bonnie

Thanksgiving!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I mean it, y'all! I walked down the stairs this morning at eleven something and I went straight to the kitchen to discover my mom playing Christmas music and the candles lit with a great big turkey ready to be cooked sitting on the counter. Isn't it a cool feeling when you know Christmas is coming? I already have that mindset...it's something to do with the air, the candles, and no school. I love it! Eep!

Coming back to Thanksgiving...here's a tag for anyone who still reads my blog. {Dedicated readers, I applaud you. You should get...erm...mini turkeys.}
List ten things/places/people/occurances/events/anything else you're thankful for! I'll go first.

1. The fact that I live in America, where we're free. Woopie.

2. The fact I go to a Christian, private school. I give thanks for the people there as well as the general environment.

3. My church. I'm thankful I still go there, and after everything that ever happened, it's still my family.

4. My family. Without them, I know I wouldn't be who I am today, and that's something I will always be thankful for.

5. My friends. If I'd put them at the top of the list, I'd probably seem clingy. jk! But I love my friends. Through my life, though it's short and only beginning, I've met so many people that mean SO much to me. I can't even put it in words. And I KNOW for a fact that without them, something would have happened and a whole chain of events would have been effected...like in Back to the Future. My friends are such a blessing, and I can honestly say I'd die for any one of them. I love y'all so much!

6. Music. There's a certain feeling of ... I don't know how to describe it besides "awesomeness"... when you realize everything you're feeling/experiencing can be expressed in words and rhythm that others can relate to and hear and sing. When music rings out and voices join in to words you can feel so strongly...it gives me a shivery feeling; I don't know about you. {I guess the same can be said about words and writing.}

7. Grace. That should probably be at the top of the list. I'm thankful that we're not all drowning in a dying world, and that God loved us enough to send us His only Son to take our place and punishment.

8. Internet. ... that's probably pretty bad...but I am thankful for it! Without it, I wouldn't have met Marina, Render, Cless, Levi, and numerous others. Also, it's good for news and stuff. *laugh* The news...ha...nah, that's good for my geography project that I'm procrastinating on.

9. Food. Do you realize how BORING life would be without the flavors and varieties of food? I mean, how amazing is it when you bite into a chocolate-covered cake? Or ice cream? Or ohmygoodness a chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes, mac-n-cheese, a roll, and a coke? God could have designed us so that we didn't need food, but I'm SO glad He didn't!

10. My room. Or a house in general. Basically, my own space to be completely alone with my thoughts, God, and a notebook. With music always playing. And friends' faces lining the wall with the window. And a nice, comfy bed, with people's notes and signatures grafittied on the sides. And all my books. Mmm...isn't that a great thing? To have your own place to simply think?

Ok, well, I've just wasted a good percentage of your time, so go waste mine! Write your own! {jk; anything y'all say wouldn't waste my time. :D}

~ Bonnie Spinner