My Old Church

I took a trip down memory lane last night. I saw some things that I would rather have kept locked away. Most of them were about my old church.

I said a little bit about my old church in my big reunion with my blog, but only that I didn't feel like I belonged that much. And it's true; I didn't feel like I belonged. I made an effort to make friends, but in the end, I think that was what drove them away. I was the intruder in their little circle of friends - the party crasher, if you will. They didn't like me, they only tolerated me.

Now, you may be thinking, 'Well how do you know they didn't like you?' Allow me to give you an example. A few years back, me and the rest of the youth group went on a road trip to California. When we got to the dorms where we would be spending the night that week, we were told to pair up two to a room. Everyone immediately paired up and I was left all by my lonesome. And then of course one of the chaperones gives me this look of pity and says, "Do you want to share a room with me?"

Great. Just what every teen wants. Because that doesn't say, "I'm such a loser that only the adults want to share a room with me." at all.

Finally, two of the other teens took pity on me as well and said that I could stay with them. They dragged a mattress from an empty room land set it up in their room, but in the end it didn't matter; one of the girls just ended up sharing a bed with the other girl, so I ended up sleeping in a real bed after all.

I've mentioned before that I don't like being pitied. In fact, I downright loath it. The only thing I dislike more than being pitied is being lied to. Thankfully, nobody lied to me then. They mostly ignored me except when they were pitying me. So you can imagine the wonderful time I had. Being A.D.D. and a social tomboy, being ignored hurts. Oh well, at least Six Flags was fun.

There were only two people at that church who talked to me because they were interested in what I had to say. First was Drew, who is an awesome guy and also goes to the swing dances. He wants to be a voice actor, and has a good chance of achieving this goal. He's made of win, and I appreciate him actually wanting to be friends with me.

The second one was Grace. She's a really nice girl, and she reminds me a bit of me when I was her age – just looking for someone to listen to her and to have a good time with. She bought a pair of earrings that I made once. First and only sale I've ever made. I feel bad for leaving her to the vices of the teens at Sun Valley, but I really do like my new church.

~The Crazy Hyper Teen=3

Meepers

Recently, Jason asked me to make a new comic series for kidmagine.com. Thus, "Meepers" was born. Most of the jokes are probably just going to be recycled from some of my fan comics, but the first few are all original, so I thought I'd show them off.^^
First of all, before showing you the comics, I thought I'd show you some of the characters. This here is Jomei. He's the short, sarcastic, bad-tempered ninja that always seems to be around Meepers, and most likely cares more than he acts. Don't ask me how he got his scar, 'cause I haven't the foggiest clue.

And then there's Kioshi. He's the more gentle, soft-spoken ninja (and yes, it's a he) who makes sure Meepers and Jomei don't get into too much trouble. But don't call him a girl, or you might lose a body part!

That's all for the character pictures (although there will most likely be more later), and now for the comics:

This was the first, just as a little introduction (click on it to make it big enough to read). Because living with ninjas is totally average.=P

Fangirls are scary! I should know; I am one.^^;

Here's Jomei's little introduction. Kioshi is next, but I haven't gotten around to drawing it yet, so you're just going to have to wait for it.=/

Please tell me what you think!

~The Crazy Hyper Teen=3

Darn those siblings!

Why must my siblings torture me so? I love them and all, but honestly, they drive me crazy sometimes! Bob-Jo and Bob Jr. only seem to get into the worst of their fights when Bob Alpha and Bobbette aren't around. What do they do, wait until they leave and then say, "Whelp, the parents are gone, time to make our sister's life that much harder." ?

And they fight about the stupidest of things, like what color a video game character's eyes are. Who cares?! It's a friggin' VIDEO GAME CHARACTER!!! The world isn't going to end if you're wrong about its eye color! And then I'm always blamed for "taking sides" if I try to tell the truth. I'm not trying to take anyone's side, I'm just trying to resolve the problem! But obviously I'm not a good enough babysitter to even try to resolve an issue correctly.

Thankfully, right now I'm all my lonesome self. Bob and Bob Alpha are at Bob's birthday party (I would be there too, but we're sadly short on cash right now. I only hope they save some birthday cake for me.=P), Bobbette is running errands, and I haven't the foggiest clue where the other two are. Most likely at the neighbors. This pleases me, because it means I don't have to hear their annoying banter. Plus I get time on the computer. Score! xD

Honestly, I've felt kinda depressed all day. I don't know why, since I don't really have a good reason to be. Perhaps it's from having to deal with the siblings. Plus, the sleepover date at Maddie's has been relocated to in two week's time.TT-TT I guess I just need a hug, but like I said – nobody's home. Both a blessing and a curse.

In other news, right now I'm amusing myself with reading web comics. What I SHOULD be doing, is updating my fanfics and possibly my deviantart. Feh, details. What I REALLY want right now, is somehing made of chocolate. However, our house is sadly lacking in such items, so I'll just have to make do with a popsicle.

NO WAIT! We have Cocoa Pebbles! YESSS!!!=D Ima go get some! Tootles!

~The Crazy Hyper Teen =3

Past, Present, Future.

Two updates in one month?! How amazing is that?! I'm amazed at myself, honestly.

At the moment, I'm talking with my friend and adopted sister, Maddie, while typing this. She's one of the "M"s that came to my fifteenth. She's a very fun person, for someone who's younger and taller than me. She's also a friend and adopted sister of Jason's. She likes to scare herself with scary movies and then call Jason and complain about being scared.-.-; None the less, that's what makes her so fun.=) AJ and I are going to spend the night at her house this Friday.

Now I've hung up with her because she has to do chores. At the moment I'm listening to Whose Line is it Anyway (that's right, LISTENING, not watching =P). Quite delightful.=)

~The Crazy Hyper Teen=3

A lot to catch up on!

Wow, I haven't posted on this thing in about two years. I would feel bad, but I've never really put that much importance on this sort of thing. In fact, the only reason I actually posted in this thing today or even remembered that I actually HAVE a blog, is because my good friend and adopted brother, Jason, got one. The way I see it is if I had something really important to tell the world about, I would put it in my journal on deviantart, which is almost as good. This amuses me, because I had such great plans for this blog when I started out. And now look where I am - only posting because I'm bored.

Anyhoo, as you can probably guess, a LOT has happened in the last two years. For example, you remember Patrick O'Neil from a few posts back? Well we're dating now. Although I'm not sure I would call it "dating" exactly, considering that we live three hours apart, but we consider each other boyfriend and girlfriend now. And when you consider the fact that I've been waiting for this since I was twelve years old, you can probably imagine my excitement on this fact. Yep, it feels good to be loved!

Now that I'm sixteen, my parents have been *ahem* encouraging me to consider college options. I'm not even sure if I want to go to college any more, although I did find an online manga class called mangauniversity.com that looks interesting. I bought their cookbook, and it's wonderful. And yes, I have decided to go for the manga-ka position. This has been frowned upon by Jason, and he continues to *ahem* encourage me to find a nice college to go to. I have nothing against getting a second job to make ends meet, but he seems to want me to become a doctor or an attorney and have manga as a side. No way Hosea I say! My art has improved since I first started drawing, and you can see it at http://daamazingmeepers.deviantart.com/ if you're interested. However, be warned, it's mostly fanart.^^;

My library has started holding weekly teen meetings in which I am the vice-president, and we plan on doing some sort of Alice and Wonderland skit in which I'm the Cheshire Cat and the scenery director. However, everyone but me and my friend Maranda (who is the director) seems to have lost interest in it, so it most likely won't take off. However, it is fun, and we usually walk to the nearby arcade or the 7-11 afterwards. Emileesings goes to these meetings as well.

Speaking of Emileesings, we've been doing a lot of stuff together, and even started writing a fanfiction together. It's called, "The Adventures of Two Sexy Waffles" if you can believe that. It's on fanfiction.net, and it actually has nothing to do with waffles, misleading as the title may be. We're thinking of also converting it into a comic, which will be fun and challenging for me. I regard her now as a sister, and haven't a clue on how my life would possibly be funny without her in it. We went o Aki Con together last November, and it was the BOMB, even though neither of us completed our costumes. We plan on going this November, and until then, you can watch videos of it on Youtube.^^

The family has been doing well. Bob recently turned thirteen, and now has a better cell phone than I do.TT-TT Both me and Bob Alpha have been trying to come up with excuses to steal it. Luckily, my phone upgrade is in a month or so, and then I can get a touch screen too. Bob-Jo hasn't been nearly as annoying as she could be, except that she always seems to want to snuggle and do stuff together whenever I want to get things done, and then when I don't mind, she doesn't care! Bob Jr. has been his adorable self, always trying to get people's attention and make people laugh. Our personalities have gotten so that our friends from church have taken to calling us after the four ninja turtles, me being Leonardo, Bob being Donatello, Bob-Jo being Raphael, and Bob Jr. being Michaelangelo. I'm not even sure if they know Bob Jr.'s real name, but then again, neither do you.=P

Speaking of church, we switched churches. I didn't say much - or rather, anything - about our previous church, mostly because there wasn't much worth mentioning. I never really felt comfortable at Sun Valley Church, mainly because I don't think the other kids my age liked me that much. Sure they would participate with me when we played games and such, but I was always picked last in stuff like that. Me being A.D.D. and lonely from having just moved into that general area, I tried to impress them by being hyper, because that's what A.D.D. teens do to try to impress people they have to be around long term. However, they never actually came around to liking me enough to actually want to do stuff with me willingly. They never said anything like that (not to my face anyway), but I could tell in the way they acted around me. If you've ever heard the song "Stained Glass Masquerade" by Casting Crowns, that's exactly how I felt.

But now that we've switched churches, I actually feel...welcome. It feels nice to have people talk to you because they want to and not because they're obligated to just because you go to the same church as them or because you look lonely. Don't you hate that, when you're a teen and an adult comes and starts talking to you about mediocre things just because no one else is talking to you? Doesn't it just make you feel awkward? I've always hated knowing adults are only talking to you because they pity you. Especially when you have no reason to be pitied. And it's even worse when they send their kid to talk to you. As if you won't notice that they don't actually want to be there. If more adults realized this, more teens wouldn't be as rebellious.

Well, that's enough for now I suppose, because my fingers are about to cramp up. Feels good to get all that off my chest though. I'll be back if I don't forget.^^

~The Crazy Hyper Teen=3

My dog is revolting!

My dog has done the grossest thing he could possibly do, besides eating his own poop (which he doesn't do, thank goodness).  Okay, so he was scratching on the glass door to get in, and I noticed that he had something grey and black in his mouth.  I thought it was a piece of cloth that we had outside, so when I opened the door just enough so that he could hear me and I told him to drop it.  Instead, he sucked it up so it went farther into his mouth.  I was afraid he might accidentally swallow it and choke on it, so I forced his mouth open.  It was then that I noticed that the piece of cloth had teeth.  And paws.  It was a pocket gopher.  As you can imagine, this grossed me out immensely, so I yelled, "Eew Jake, spit it out!!!" and whacked him on the back of the head, because that always works to make him spit things out.  He ran out onto the back porch and dropped it.  Then I made him go inside and I put Bobette's flip-flops on.  I grabbed a stick and poked it to see if it was still alive.  It was all squishy, like it had no backbone, and it smelled like a combination of dog breath and road kill.  It was rancid!  Then I picked it up with the stick, carried it to the fire pit and left it there.  I threw the stick in there too!  After I went back inside I spent the next five minutes lecturing Jake on why he couldn't bring dead pocket gophers into the house.  You probably would have laughed if you were there to watch.

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Anyhoo, in other news, my friends who live three hours away from us (I'll call them the O'Neils) visited us on their way to Montana.  I hadn't seen them in two years, so I was really pleased!  My good friend Patrick O'Neil and I went to the monthly swing dance.  Sadly, Emileesings was working at the fair, and AJ was in Oregon, so they couldn't come.  But M and her sister "N" were there, so they got to meet him.  I got M to dance twice, but N wouldn't budge (she kept saying that she has a boyfriend).  And poor Patrick was so sleepy that he only danced twice - both times with me.  But he said he still had fun watching everyone else do the fancy moves, so I'm glad!  Also, last Saturday, I got Miyazaki's version of "Howl's Moving Castle" at the library, but when I went to watch it, the first disk was missing!  I was ticked!  Bobette is going to complain today on her way home from bringing Bob back from karate.  

Well, I should go now, I'm working on a manga!  Toodles!

~The Crazy Hyper Teen:3

Homemade Ice Cream!

I just made my own vanilla ice cream!  I shared it with my siblings and we all loved it!  Man those vita mixes are nifty!  All I did was fill it up about one-third of the way with ice, then added milk, sugar and vanilla!  Cool huh?!

~The Crazy Hyper Teen:3