Hello....*testing* Is this working? Yes! I see words being splashed across the screen...*wait..that's me?*
Victory!! :) Haha! You can't get rid of me that fast! *ducks a hook and trips*
Oh, I should clarify. Me is Christina. And I am very random. Just thought I should warn you *gets distracted by my brother opening something loud and crunchy... oh, just crystal light*
I was knocked off my feet literally *coughing, brushes off and sheepishly grins* by life and school. I am proud to say that I, yes I, *glares at the doubtful glances* finished high school!!! *bows and then remembers I still have math* Oh well. It was a totally crazy time. I mean I had an open house, an actual graduation ceremony and lots of other stuff. So crazy *still reeling around feeling clueless with life*
I am not going to college this school year. *gasp* Yeah, I know! Shocking. No, I just needed to wait and let God point me in the direction I need to go. *sitting waiting patiently...sorta*
I have so many ideas of what I want to do but not sure of where to go yet. So while I am sitting around at home doing nothing *coughs..just as busy as when I was in high school*
I have decided to blog again. Yay!! I want to bore you with my simple, country girl life. *trying to think of what to write about next and failing* Well, ideas don't come immediately but I know they will flood me in my bed. *sigh*
But anyways, life is good. *sitting here smiling* I am truly blessed. I will be back with thrilling adventures! Until then, keep up the good work and enjoy your school *sits back while eating grapes and reading Ben Hur*-- great movie btw go and see it!!!
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Even Though School's Started, I'm Still Alive!!!
Hey y'all! Just thought I'd update you on my 2014-15 school year! I'm sorry if all you get is my school, but hey, admit it. Challenge III is interesting!! :)
Here are two of the poems that I wrote this past week. For the first one, all I was required to do was go through the dictionary and find words that sounded neat. It didn't matter what they meant. Then I had to assemble them into a poem that didn't need to make sense. Fun! :)
The Hullabaloo of Junket
Disparity sighs and sashimi swims.
Quarrys of bees swarm while shoals lightly shimmer.
Puckish people selling blurbs, yammering all the while.
Senile boats rest on small pit-a-pats.
Mizzen smoke over fires.
The sun chases the rubellas.
Heigh-ho, as the junket is off to go garbling.
This next poem is based off of a childhood memory.
--GRACE--
It was 2003,
It was my sister and me.
Getting ready for church,
Not wanting to be late.
Doing the usual routine,
Brush your hair and brush your teeth.
"Don't forget your Bible"
We sparkled and shone.
She was heading out the door,
I was begging her to wait.
Shoving my feet into shiny, black shoes,
While racing to the car.
To my left stood our neighbor's house,
Quiet. Still. Waiting.
Their truck sitting patiently in their drive
Told me they hadn't left for church.
Two hours later
My sister and I were chattering about the play.
We were finally in the cast
And choosing who we'd invite.
When speed bumps told me
We were almost home.
I saw a sight that made me hush...
A big, black pickup,
Wishing he'd been driven today.
At that moment I'd made up my mind,
And I was going to follow through.
A few short days later,
I found my feet running next door.
My little hand reached up.
3 rapid knocks and the door creaked open.
Silence fell.
"Mr. and Mrs. Ihlenburg,
will you come to church to see my play?"
All it took was a question
And the Holy Ghost to change 2 hearts.
They became family to us,
And we called them from then on
"Uncle" Andy and "Aunt" Rhonda.
Soon after his change of heart,
Uncle Andy met his Savior.
We were crestfallen at his departure,
But exulted in his new life.
God makes glory through little things.
I hope you enjoyed those!! I (hopefully) will be posting more often.
~Christina J.
Here are two of the poems that I wrote this past week. For the first one, all I was required to do was go through the dictionary and find words that sounded neat. It didn't matter what they meant. Then I had to assemble them into a poem that didn't need to make sense. Fun! :)
The Hullabaloo of Junket
Disparity sighs and sashimi swims.
Quarrys of bees swarm while shoals lightly shimmer.
Puckish people selling blurbs, yammering all the while.
Senile boats rest on small pit-a-pats.
Mizzen smoke over fires.
The sun chases the rubellas.
Heigh-ho, as the junket is off to go garbling.
This next poem is based off of a childhood memory.
--GRACE--
It was 2003,
It was my sister and me.
Getting ready for church,
Not wanting to be late.
Doing the usual routine,
Brush your hair and brush your teeth.
"Don't forget your Bible"
We sparkled and shone.
She was heading out the door,
I was begging her to wait.
Shoving my feet into shiny, black shoes,
While racing to the car.
To my left stood our neighbor's house,
Quiet. Still. Waiting.
Their truck sitting patiently in their drive
Told me they hadn't left for church.
Two hours later
My sister and I were chattering about the play.
We were finally in the cast
And choosing who we'd invite.
When speed bumps told me
We were almost home.
I saw a sight that made me hush...
A big, black pickup,
Wishing he'd been driven today.
At that moment I'd made up my mind,
And I was going to follow through.
A few short days later,
I found my feet running next door.
My little hand reached up.
3 rapid knocks and the door creaked open.
Silence fell.
"Mr. and Mrs. Ihlenburg,
will you come to church to see my play?"
All it took was a question
And the Holy Ghost to change 2 hearts.
They became family to us,
And we called them from then on
"Uncle" Andy and "Aunt" Rhonda.
Soon after his change of heart,
Uncle Andy met his Savior.
We were crestfallen at his departure,
But exulted in his new life.
God makes glory through little things.
I hope you enjoyed those!! I (hopefully) will be posting more often.
~Christina J.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
My composition
Hello, this is Rebekah posting!
I know it's been a while; I had a very busy freshman year, but now summer is finally here! Last semester, I pushed myself out of my comfort zone a little bit and took an online class in Music Theory. One of our final projects was to create an original composition and perform it. I had attempted this previously and either ran out of musical ideas or grew bored of my song. But in this online course, we had a professional composer help us out along the way; giving us tips and ideas. The task was frustrating at times but gave me a new love of music and composing. And I had the satisfaction of seeing a piece through to the end!
I decided to write a piece for harp and viola so Christina and I could play together. I gave it the title "Valley in the Mountains." It was actually inspired by a location in a story that I am currently writing but you'll have to wait much longer before you get that creation! :)
I hope this works...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoQnl-Sq5MU&feature=youtu.be
I know it's been a while; I had a very busy freshman year, but now summer is finally here! Last semester, I pushed myself out of my comfort zone a little bit and took an online class in Music Theory. One of our final projects was to create an original composition and perform it. I had attempted this previously and either ran out of musical ideas or grew bored of my song. But in this online course, we had a professional composer help us out along the way; giving us tips and ideas. The task was frustrating at times but gave me a new love of music and composing. And I had the satisfaction of seeing a piece through to the end!
I decided to write a piece for harp and viola so Christina and I could play together. I gave it the title "Valley in the Mountains." It was actually inspired by a location in a story that I am currently writing but you'll have to wait much longer before you get that creation! :)
I hope this works...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UoQnl-Sq5MU&feature=youtu.be
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