Crystal’s Weblog

You smeel.  Yeah thats what I said smeel.  What the hell are you talking about Crystal, you might think…Maybe cause he’s fat.  He’s so asian.  Computer guys give me the willys.  Mmhmm give me the willies.  Awkward.  Why dont you tell him to be quiet? Shut Up!   Spankin rankin! Dont be sad, college is for suckers, the kind with the gum in them. Are you really gonna post that? Just fell between your legs, didnt it? Rockin those corduroy pants! In the animal kingdom, that means something. Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and they that loveth it shall eat the fruit thereof.
Thats why you gotta get out of that stupid religion ok, stupid.  Smell my lemon.

i decided to write today (only because i found out a way to get around the fact that my meanie school blocked the site…it’s not a bad site mister!!!) I had another dream last night, for some reason i was riding around target on a horse.  And not the regular target, SUPER TARGET!!! Woo! High class my friend.  So my dazzling steed and I rode around in triumphant grace.  We gazed at the shoppers who were glancing up at us in awe.  I finally picked up a bubble umbrella (one of those clear ones that surround your entire face!) and proceeded to the checkout.  Right at the moment I was going to pay, I realized I didn’t know how to ride a horse…and fell on my bottom.  I was discouraged for a bit but then perked right up when I remembered my bubble umbrella. 

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Lately I’ve been really jazzed about getting my letterman jacket. It should be arriving in the mail pretty soon and then I had this dream…

So I heard a UPS truck park in front of my house, don’t know how I heard it, I’ve got cat like senses in my dreams I guess. Anyway I went out there and the guy gave me a box. A poorly wrapped, mushy box. Again, I don’t know why it was mushy but it was ok. So I ran inside all happy like a white kid on christmas. I ripped open the box to see my letterman jacket…it was a sweater with stickers on it. Oh but it gets better, inside along with my “letterman” was iron-on letters..you know the kind you buy at Hobby Lobby to be cool on homecoming. So I’m sitting there with all this crap and all could think was “Won’t the stickers fall off in the wash?” The end.

So I was walking in this neighborhood, completely abandoned. It was pretty serene, cloudy sky, red and yellow leaves on the front lawns. Strolling along, I see a crowd of people, surrounding one of those ghetto water fountain statues. They all look normal enough, until I get too close…the lady furthermost to the right started peering at me. She had messy brown hair a little past her shoulders, looked about 27 and stood about 5 foot 6 inches.She wore a long brown trenchcoat. If I saw her on the street I would recognize her.  Suddenly when I felt safe enough to squeeze through the group, she turned and growled. It was a masculine sounding growl, but it almost squeaked. So obviously she scared me off and I woke up

I think I’m going through my emo stage of life right now. I dislike almost everyone and I think everyone dislikes me in return. What I don’t understand right now is why when people get hurt their automatic reaction is to hurt the other person. Guess what, it doesn’t work that way. Karma is a bitch (excuse my language) and if you want that person to suffer just let God take care of it. It’s none of your business to be another person’s judge. Right now I just don’t care. About ANYTHING! Life is going to keep going on no matter what (well except for death of course) Ah what I would give for the sweet smell of heaven and leave this world full bitter people and bad movies(No this is not my suicide note. I don’t believe in stealing, and taking my life would catagorize as stealing). It’s time to grow up everybody, if not, you’re going to be left behind with only one person to hold on to, yourself. The temptations of life are overwhelming right? Yeah, I know….

Back in the day, this was my study time…

So i had a dream last night, it’s pretty vague but you’ll get the picture. So…I was in this type of log cabin and there were nothing but ugly people inside. They kept bugging me and trying to talk to me while I seriously did not want to talk to any of them. For some reason my car was in the cabin so I couldn’t drive away like I planned. So i ran out of the cabin only to encounter the most deadly of bunny rabbits….the jackalope. Face to face with that mystical being, I ran away in terror! Insulted by my lack of respect, he ran after me. Running in circles I fled into the dark woods. Once I thought I was safe, the rabbit came from behind me and bit my arm! I shook him off and proceded to run away. Finally I saw a cliff which led to the highway, my only way of escape. I jumped onto the jagged rocks in superhero motion then in the distance I viewed the tiny roof of the cabin. I ran with all my might to the location I tried so desperately to run away from. Then when I reached it, with heaving breaths I asked my friends who were sitting outside the cabin if they saw the monsterous creature. They looked at me with puzzled eyes and only said, “Crystal, You’ve been here the whole time,” Then I looked down and I was sitting at the table, with a glass of ice tea in my hand….

I realized that I never got to update you on my region concert. So it went well other than the fact that we had to sing Ave Maria. I learned my music despite the misstep in music choice. We each received an All Region patch which can be put on my lettermen (which I’m still waiting on by the way.) I don’t remember the name of our clinician but she was a lovely women. She had a lot of highlights in her hair as I recall…just a little visual aid for you. I knew this would be a short post so I took the liberty of using one of my favorite things to say as a title. Oh and Happy Thankgiving everyone!  

So i got a flu…i think. That’s what i love about a flu, you don’t know what the hell you’re doing. Any way I wanted to address the questions that i’ve been getting from people. Ok here goes… “Who’s Phil Wickham?” Well like I said before just go look it up, you obviously have access to the world’s latest technology (no not the iphone silly, the internet!) I’ll post a video of him so you get at least see what he looks like so if you see him on the street you can point and laugh saying, “That’s that crazy christian guy givin’ away a guitar! He better let Crystal win!!” He sings really swell also which has caused many pre-teen christian girls to revere him with slightly strong sentiments. Alright second question “Wow Crystal, you play the guitar?” At the expense of professional guitar players everywhere i say, “Yes, I do.” But don’t regard me with such favor because I don’t consider myself that good. Well as promised here’s that video…he claims it was at 7 in the morning so if he has a “morning scratchy voice” please be nice. It’s in the freaking morning people!