This is one of my favorite jokes in the world! When I first read this joke, I couldn't stop laughing my head off! no one notice that I was laughing because all they were seeing was me rolling on the floor with my mouth wide open with no sound coming out. When I laugh at a joke that is really good, I can start laughing so hard I can't even make the laughing sound come out. Well any ways here's the joke. Enjoy! =]
Once there was a millionaire who had a collection of alligators. He kept them in the pool behind his mansion. The millionaire also had a very beautiful daughter who was single. One day he decided to throw a huge party, and during the course of the party he announced,"Ladies and Gentlemen, I have a proposition for every man here. I will give one million dollars or my daughter to the man who can swim across this pool full of alligators and emerge alive!" As soon as he finished his proclamation, there was a large splash. There was one man in the pool, swimming with all his might and screaming with fear. The crowd cheered him on as he kept sprinting through the water. Finally, he jumped out on the other side with only a torn shirt and several minor injuries. The millionaire was awestruck. He said, "Sir, that was amazing! I didn't think it could be done! But, I must keep my end of the bargain. Do you want my daughter or the one million dollars?" The guy answered, "I don't want your money or your daughter. I just want the person who pushed me into the water!"
Did you like it? haha I know you did! =] well I got this joke from this book called "Noah's favorite animal jokes" Soon when I dont' have any thing else to write about, I will type down the joke for Ya'll. =D
Monday, January 26, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
My Dream
I just had a dream last night and it kept on continuing when I went back to sleep (I was waking up allot) So I decided to type it down and let you read my dream.
I was a girl who lived in Italy, she was following a guy who she calls master. The streets were flooded from a bad storm. I past by a crowd of people who were listening to a man who was standing on a stage. The water was up to there waist but they paid no attention to the water like it was normal. My master takes me into a bar where only two people were there. There was a woman who was tall, had black hair that was put up in a bun. She was holding a baby who was sleeping peacefully in her arms. The woman was walking towards the back door. I called after the woman and said "Hey where are you going with that baby?" The woman answers "I am going to go put the baby in the garbage" I stopped the woman and take the baby feeling bad for the little child, my master and the owner of the bar said to each other "The girl has passed" I didn't know what they were talking about but held the baby in my arms who was looking up at me. The baby was a beautiful one, she had golden hair and blue eyes. my master and the bar owner continued talking to each other, I listened to there conversation while the wife of the bar owner looked at me in disgust. The master said "This baby is one special baby, and this girl is to mother it until it is old enough to go on its own". "But she is only 14 and she doesn't know how to take care of a baby!!" yelled the woman. Her husband said "This girl is special too, and she is already taking care of some other kids" The woman said. "yeah like she is also taking care of a 15 year old boy!" "she is taking care of him because he is awfully sick and needs looking after" said the master. "He is working for money and he cant go on being sick" The master whispered to the bar owner and the wife and says, "I have been taking the boy to the doctor with out her knowing and the doc says that the boy is not getting any better" And with that the master takes me with the baby in my arms and leaves the store. "Be careful not to get the baby wet!" the master warns. "yes master". (I just woke up right after I said that and than after a few minutes I fell back to sleep)
I was in an apartment and I was walking down the hall. I go into this room where three kids are sleeping. The 15 year old boy wakes up and says "There you are! Are you OK? and whats that in your arms?" I walk up to the boy and show the little baby to him. "Wow! that is one pretty baby! just like you" he said. I could feel my face going red and with a look in the eyes and a thank you, I walk off to find a bed for the little one. While I walked around the room the boy watched me. I put the baby on my bed and take the pillows I have on there and put them around the baby so she wont roll off the bed. The boy was right, the baby is one pretty girl. But I didn't think I was pretty even though every one around the village thought I was the prettiest girl in the whole village but I didn't think so. All the woman here in Italy were beautiful in there own way. I smiled at that thought. The boy calls for me to come and sit by him, I walk over to a chair and take it by the bed setting it down carefully so I wouldn't wake up the little ones. "Are you OK Peter?" I say grabbing his warm hands. He looks me into my eyes and keeps them there. He smiles, I smiled back. Peter says "You don't have to take care of me because I am about to die any ways, and I can feel it." I stare at the handsome boy who has blond hair and golden eyes. He was tall for his age. His skin was pale from sickness but I remember how it looked when he wasn't sick. He was always happy and full of energy, and when ever some one is troubled or hurt he was always there for them. He and I knew each other for as long we can remember and I was the first one he would talk to every morning. He knew when I was mad or sad, or just troubled about something, and he knew that I was troubled at this minute. He asks me "whats wrong?" I tell him what happened at the bar and what the woman was about to do with the baby, and that I was angry at her. I asked Peter "Why does every one say I am special?" Peter answers "because you have a special power that no one knows of" I didn't know what he meant by that and then asked "what do you mean?" Peter tells me and says "You will find out soon and I know it. I have known you for too long and I just know that you are special" after he says that he falls into a peaceful sleep knowing that I would be there to watch him and protect him. I rested my head on his chest still holding on to his hands. Then all of a sudden I hear myself start humming one of Peters favorite songs. After the song ended I bring my face up to his and whisper "I love you Peter". (Then I wake up again)
In this dream I was walking by the side of the road watching the cars pass by. I wasn't in Italy anymore. I was in Texas. The Sun was shining bright that day so it was really warm. I was feeling really sad that I had to move back here. I was sent here to a family who needed a daughter my age. I was 15 now, it has been a year since Peter and my master had died of sickness. The other two kids that I was taking care of was sent off to a nice family who wanted some twins. The baby was now a year old and my master sent the baby with me. I was by Peter's bed when he died. He was holding onto my hands telling me that he loved me like crazy and he wanted me to never forget that. He died holding me in his arms and I could see on his face that he was smiling peacefully. I wouldn't talk to any one after his death because I knew my life was nothing now with out him and the little ones who I loved dearly. I was shocked that God would actually take him away from me, my one true love, who was perfect. My thoughts were interrupted by a hit in the head with a football. A 16 year old boy named Zack came running to me and helped me up on my feet saying "I am so sorry Carissa!!" I looked up at him and gave him a forgiving smile, he smiled back. Then I walked off with out saying a word. I was afraid if I let my mouth say something then I would burst out crying for my loved one Peter. Zack knows that no matter what, I will not say a word. I can tell that he is sad for me every time he sees me not smiling. I felt like I would explode from sadness so I went into a yard in the other side of the house where no one can hear me and started crying.
I knew that I had people who cared for me but I felt like no one in the world cared at all that I was grieving. I could remember watching my master and some other people in Italy I loved be taking up into heaven. But what really bothered me was that I didn't see Peter go up to heaven. But he was a good person who loved God and I knew he is in heaven. I could feel my face being red and covered in wet tears. I could feel Gods love wrap around me telling me that he loves me and he doesn't want me to feel sad. But I refused to be happy, there was no point on being happy. I fell asleep on the fresh green grass that was soft and fell into a deep sleep. I dreamed of a fairy coming to me saying that I could wish one thing I wanted in the whole world more than anything and then it would be granted, and I knew what I wanted so I told the fairy my wish. The fairy said "Your wish is granted" after that I woke up (that was weird because I woke up in my dream) looking around the yard feeling embarrassed that I fell asleep on the grass. I thought to my self that that was one weird dream of a fairy who was granting me a wish that I knew would never come true.
(I woke up again after that...I know I woke up allot)
I dreamed that I was in one of the bed rooms sleeping. Zack and the rest of the family was sleeping down the hall. The house that I was now living in was a two story house. I woke up and sat straight up on my bed looking around the room listening. I thought I heard a voice calling out to me. Then I heard it again. But it wasn't the voice I heard, it sounded like crying. I ran out of the room and ran towards the crying person. I skidded to a stop in front of a bedroom door. I heard a girl crying, so I opened the door and peeked in. It was one of the twins who was crying. One of them was a boy and the other who was crying was a girl. Her brother was in a deep sleep on the top bunk and his sister was on the bottom. I walked to the 5 year old girl and hugged her. "whats wrong bunny?" The little girl looked up at me with those big brown eyes and said "I had a bad dream! and I am afraid if I go back to sleep I might dream the dream again!" I felt sorry for the little girl so I told her to lay down and I sang a song. That song that I was singing was one of Peters songs and I tryed hard to not cry in front of the girl. In a few minutes the little girl fell asleep in a deep sleep. I could tell on her face that she was having a good dream. I smiled but then it faded when I remembered the song I just sang. I ran out of the room, down stares, and into the back yard. I stopped crying and looked around not knowing why I ran outside instead of my room. I just decided to lay on the hammock and look up at the stars. There were no clouds tonight and the stars were shining bright. I was about to fall asleep on the hammock when I heard a sound. At first it was tapping but then there was some music. I didn't know where the music was coming from but it just kept getting louder and louder. The yard was full of lightning bugs, it was a beautiful sight. The stars and the moon shining brightly and the lightning bugs flying around lighting the whole yard and the music sounding so pretty. I thought I was dreaming again so I pinched my self trying to wake myself up but it didn't work. "ugh I am going crazy!!" I whispered to myself. The music was so pretty and it filled the whole yard with music. The fireflies looked like they were dancing along with the music. I thought that was so cool that this was happening so I just told myself to calm down and just enjoy the beautiful sight, and I did. With out knowing, I jumped out of the hammock and started dancing with the fireflies along with the music. I stopped at the sight of fireflies forming the shape of a person. The person brought out his hand like he was asking me if I wanted to dance. I couldn't stop myself before I started dancing with the person. The person looked familiar and I knew it was a boy. the fireflies formed as a boy started trolling me around and then the person exploded into a bright light and turned back to fireflies again. And then I heard my self laughing in pleasure. I was surprised to even hear myself laugh. I haven't laughed since the death of Peter. All of a sudden the music stopped and the fireflies stopped moving and every thing froze, even I. I didn't know what was going on and then all the fireflies darted into a circle forming a ball. Then the ball started moving towards the ground. The ball exploded into a bright light, so bright I had to cover my eyes to keep them from going blind. I looked towards the light and saw a light that was shaped of a tall boy. I couldn't see who the boy was because it was just a light shaped of a person. I could see some thing flying around the head of the boy and then I thought that could be his long hair blowing from the wind. The boy starts walking towards me with light shining from behind him. The light was so bright I couldn't see who the figure was. I was a little frightened of the figure and I didn't know why I was but I went ahead and took a step backwards. The figure stopped about five feet from me. I could tell that the figure was a boy but really tall. I just stood there motionless not moving an inch. The boy stood there motionless with out moving an inch. Then I heard a sight from the boy like a sight of relieve. The boy brought his hand out, he had some thing in his hand. I took the object from his hand and found that it was an apple but a gold apple. The boy said "take the apple and take a bite out of it" I was startle for a second because I knew that I have heard that voice before but I couldn't remember where. I took a bite out of the golden apple. It was sweet tasting and for a second I thought I was going to faint but then I felt relieve in me, like a hole in my heart is filling back up again. The apple disappeared but then a hand took hold of mine. I looked up and I saw the boy but he was still a light. He was now about a foot close to me and boy was he tall! He was a foot taller than me so I had to look up. He was so bright but past that light I could see a warm face that was smiling big. The face looked familiar. I squinted careful not to let the light burn my eyes. The boy seemed to notice that my eyes were kind of hurting so all of a sudden he took both of my hands and held them tightly. The boy turned into a human boy instead of a light boy. The boy was still tall but his hair was golden blond, his face was beautiful, his eyes were of golden color, his smile was a pretty one too. His shoulders were strong looking and his arms were long and his hands where big but gentle. The boy looked so familiar. I noticed he was staring at me with out a smile on his face like he was worried. I stared into his eyes and said "Is that you Peter?" I notice that I was almost shaken and he noticed too. So he got closer and wrapped his long arms around me like I was a little child. He was so big and so handsome. "it is me my girl" I found my self crying and I didn't know why. he pulled me away holding my shoulders and asked "Why are you crying?" "Aren't you glad that you have found me?" and then I said "How can this be happening?" Peter looked into my eyes and smiled that beautiful smile I have always adored. I asked my self saying is this really happening? As soon as I knew this was real I took my arms and swung them around Peters neck and held on so he would never leave. He did the same. "Why are you here?" I asked him. "Because I saw how sad you were and I couldn't dare let you live a life like this so I had to come" I asked him eagerly saying "So you are staying here forever?!" He looked at me with sad eyes. "No I cant. But I wish I can because I love you so much and I miss holding you like this" I was disappointed at the answer. He backed away and I tried holding on to him but he was to strong. He brought out his hands and asked if I wanted to dance. I said yes and took his hands. He held me close and I rested my head on his chest. A slow but pretty song started. "Hey that is one of your favorite songs Peter!" "Yes it is but you mean, our favorite song" I loved the way he said our song. Peter and I danced the whole night while talking, telling each other what we missed about each other. While we danced the fireflies danced around us forming shapes. The music slowed into an ending and I knew the whole night of dancing was over. He backed away looking at me from head to toe examining me. I just looked at him smiling. He smiled and said "You are more beautiful than the last time I saw you" I smiled even bigger and walked up to him and said "You are more handsome than the last time I saw you" his eyes sparkled when I said that. He looked from behind him and said to me "Well I guess this is it" I was confused at what he said then asked "What do you mean by that Peter?" "I have to go back now. I have to go back to heaven" and with that he took hold of my face and gave me a kiss. Then he looked at me one last time and then turned around towards the light. I ran after him and called him. He turned around and I almost knocked him down but he balanced him self. I hugged him hard afraid that he would leave me forever. He whispered in my ears and said that he will come back to me but only in my dreams. I whispered back and said "I love you Peter and never ever forget that!" Peter kissed me on my cheek and gave me a squeeze. He let go of me and looked at me one last time and smiled his breath taking smile and turned to the light and then disappeared. Then the light was gone and the yard was pitch black. I went and laid on the hammock with a sight of relieve. I was surprised I didn't even miss Peter...yet. I looked up at the stars and remembered witch star Peter had showed me that was his favorite and that he named that star after me. Just then I noticed that there was a star right next to it, it was so close that it looked like that star was embracing the star that was named after me. I called that star Peter. I whispered to my self and said. "I love you Peter" and with that I fell into a peaceful sleep dreaming of my love Peter. (and that's when I woke up)
I hope y'all had fun reading this. I still can't believe that I wrote allot but its true that my dream was long. I know some parts of this was weird but after all it was just a dream. I still can't believe that I had a dream like this. I could remember the dream so good that I just decided to type it down. I hope you liked this dream. Thanks for taking your time reading this and I will be writing more blogs or more dreams. =]
I was a girl who lived in Italy, she was following a guy who she calls master. The streets were flooded from a bad storm. I past by a crowd of people who were listening to a man who was standing on a stage. The water was up to there waist but they paid no attention to the water like it was normal. My master takes me into a bar where only two people were there. There was a woman who was tall, had black hair that was put up in a bun. She was holding a baby who was sleeping peacefully in her arms. The woman was walking towards the back door. I called after the woman and said "Hey where are you going with that baby?" The woman answers "I am going to go put the baby in the garbage" I stopped the woman and take the baby feeling bad for the little child, my master and the owner of the bar said to each other "The girl has passed" I didn't know what they were talking about but held the baby in my arms who was looking up at me. The baby was a beautiful one, she had golden hair and blue eyes. my master and the bar owner continued talking to each other, I listened to there conversation while the wife of the bar owner looked at me in disgust. The master said "This baby is one special baby, and this girl is to mother it until it is old enough to go on its own". "But she is only 14 and she doesn't know how to take care of a baby!!" yelled the woman. Her husband said "This girl is special too, and she is already taking care of some other kids" The woman said. "yeah like she is also taking care of a 15 year old boy!" "she is taking care of him because he is awfully sick and needs looking after" said the master. "He is working for money and he cant go on being sick" The master whispered to the bar owner and the wife and says, "I have been taking the boy to the doctor with out her knowing and the doc says that the boy is not getting any better" And with that the master takes me with the baby in my arms and leaves the store. "Be careful not to get the baby wet!" the master warns. "yes master". (I just woke up right after I said that and than after a few minutes I fell back to sleep)
I was in an apartment and I was walking down the hall. I go into this room where three kids are sleeping. The 15 year old boy wakes up and says "There you are! Are you OK? and whats that in your arms?" I walk up to the boy and show the little baby to him. "Wow! that is one pretty baby! just like you" he said. I could feel my face going red and with a look in the eyes and a thank you, I walk off to find a bed for the little one. While I walked around the room the boy watched me. I put the baby on my bed and take the pillows I have on there and put them around the baby so she wont roll off the bed. The boy was right, the baby is one pretty girl. But I didn't think I was pretty even though every one around the village thought I was the prettiest girl in the whole village but I didn't think so. All the woman here in Italy were beautiful in there own way. I smiled at that thought. The boy calls for me to come and sit by him, I walk over to a chair and take it by the bed setting it down carefully so I wouldn't wake up the little ones. "Are you OK Peter?" I say grabbing his warm hands. He looks me into my eyes and keeps them there. He smiles, I smiled back. Peter says "You don't have to take care of me because I am about to die any ways, and I can feel it." I stare at the handsome boy who has blond hair and golden eyes. He was tall for his age. His skin was pale from sickness but I remember how it looked when he wasn't sick. He was always happy and full of energy, and when ever some one is troubled or hurt he was always there for them. He and I knew each other for as long we can remember and I was the first one he would talk to every morning. He knew when I was mad or sad, or just troubled about something, and he knew that I was troubled at this minute. He asks me "whats wrong?" I tell him what happened at the bar and what the woman was about to do with the baby, and that I was angry at her. I asked Peter "Why does every one say I am special?" Peter answers "because you have a special power that no one knows of" I didn't know what he meant by that and then asked "what do you mean?" Peter tells me and says "You will find out soon and I know it. I have known you for too long and I just know that you are special" after he says that he falls into a peaceful sleep knowing that I would be there to watch him and protect him. I rested my head on his chest still holding on to his hands. Then all of a sudden I hear myself start humming one of Peters favorite songs. After the song ended I bring my face up to his and whisper "I love you Peter". (Then I wake up again)
In this dream I was walking by the side of the road watching the cars pass by. I wasn't in Italy anymore. I was in Texas. The Sun was shining bright that day so it was really warm. I was feeling really sad that I had to move back here. I was sent here to a family who needed a daughter my age. I was 15 now, it has been a year since Peter and my master had died of sickness. The other two kids that I was taking care of was sent off to a nice family who wanted some twins. The baby was now a year old and my master sent the baby with me. I was by Peter's bed when he died. He was holding onto my hands telling me that he loved me like crazy and he wanted me to never forget that. He died holding me in his arms and I could see on his face that he was smiling peacefully. I wouldn't talk to any one after his death because I knew my life was nothing now with out him and the little ones who I loved dearly. I was shocked that God would actually take him away from me, my one true love, who was perfect. My thoughts were interrupted by a hit in the head with a football. A 16 year old boy named Zack came running to me and helped me up on my feet saying "I am so sorry Carissa!!" I looked up at him and gave him a forgiving smile, he smiled back. Then I walked off with out saying a word. I was afraid if I let my mouth say something then I would burst out crying for my loved one Peter. Zack knows that no matter what, I will not say a word. I can tell that he is sad for me every time he sees me not smiling. I felt like I would explode from sadness so I went into a yard in the other side of the house where no one can hear me and started crying.
I knew that I had people who cared for me but I felt like no one in the world cared at all that I was grieving. I could remember watching my master and some other people in Italy I loved be taking up into heaven. But what really bothered me was that I didn't see Peter go up to heaven. But he was a good person who loved God and I knew he is in heaven. I could feel my face being red and covered in wet tears. I could feel Gods love wrap around me telling me that he loves me and he doesn't want me to feel sad. But I refused to be happy, there was no point on being happy. I fell asleep on the fresh green grass that was soft and fell into a deep sleep. I dreamed of a fairy coming to me saying that I could wish one thing I wanted in the whole world more than anything and then it would be granted, and I knew what I wanted so I told the fairy my wish. The fairy said "Your wish is granted" after that I woke up (that was weird because I woke up in my dream) looking around the yard feeling embarrassed that I fell asleep on the grass. I thought to my self that that was one weird dream of a fairy who was granting me a wish that I knew would never come true.
(I woke up again after that...I know I woke up allot)
I dreamed that I was in one of the bed rooms sleeping. Zack and the rest of the family was sleeping down the hall. The house that I was now living in was a two story house. I woke up and sat straight up on my bed looking around the room listening. I thought I heard a voice calling out to me. Then I heard it again. But it wasn't the voice I heard, it sounded like crying. I ran out of the room and ran towards the crying person. I skidded to a stop in front of a bedroom door. I heard a girl crying, so I opened the door and peeked in. It was one of the twins who was crying. One of them was a boy and the other who was crying was a girl. Her brother was in a deep sleep on the top bunk and his sister was on the bottom. I walked to the 5 year old girl and hugged her. "whats wrong bunny?" The little girl looked up at me with those big brown eyes and said "I had a bad dream! and I am afraid if I go back to sleep I might dream the dream again!" I felt sorry for the little girl so I told her to lay down and I sang a song. That song that I was singing was one of Peters songs and I tryed hard to not cry in front of the girl. In a few minutes the little girl fell asleep in a deep sleep. I could tell on her face that she was having a good dream. I smiled but then it faded when I remembered the song I just sang. I ran out of the room, down stares, and into the back yard. I stopped crying and looked around not knowing why I ran outside instead of my room. I just decided to lay on the hammock and look up at the stars. There were no clouds tonight and the stars were shining bright. I was about to fall asleep on the hammock when I heard a sound. At first it was tapping but then there was some music. I didn't know where the music was coming from but it just kept getting louder and louder. The yard was full of lightning bugs, it was a beautiful sight. The stars and the moon shining brightly and the lightning bugs flying around lighting the whole yard and the music sounding so pretty. I thought I was dreaming again so I pinched my self trying to wake myself up but it didn't work. "ugh I am going crazy!!" I whispered to myself. The music was so pretty and it filled the whole yard with music. The fireflies looked like they were dancing along with the music. I thought that was so cool that this was happening so I just told myself to calm down and just enjoy the beautiful sight, and I did. With out knowing, I jumped out of the hammock and started dancing with the fireflies along with the music. I stopped at the sight of fireflies forming the shape of a person. The person brought out his hand like he was asking me if I wanted to dance. I couldn't stop myself before I started dancing with the person. The person looked familiar and I knew it was a boy. the fireflies formed as a boy started trolling me around and then the person exploded into a bright light and turned back to fireflies again. And then I heard my self laughing in pleasure. I was surprised to even hear myself laugh. I haven't laughed since the death of Peter. All of a sudden the music stopped and the fireflies stopped moving and every thing froze, even I. I didn't know what was going on and then all the fireflies darted into a circle forming a ball. Then the ball started moving towards the ground. The ball exploded into a bright light, so bright I had to cover my eyes to keep them from going blind. I looked towards the light and saw a light that was shaped of a tall boy. I couldn't see who the boy was because it was just a light shaped of a person. I could see some thing flying around the head of the boy and then I thought that could be his long hair blowing from the wind. The boy starts walking towards me with light shining from behind him. The light was so bright I couldn't see who the figure was. I was a little frightened of the figure and I didn't know why I was but I went ahead and took a step backwards. The figure stopped about five feet from me. I could tell that the figure was a boy but really tall. I just stood there motionless not moving an inch. The boy stood there motionless with out moving an inch. Then I heard a sight from the boy like a sight of relieve. The boy brought his hand out, he had some thing in his hand. I took the object from his hand and found that it was an apple but a gold apple. The boy said "take the apple and take a bite out of it" I was startle for a second because I knew that I have heard that voice before but I couldn't remember where. I took a bite out of the golden apple. It was sweet tasting and for a second I thought I was going to faint but then I felt relieve in me, like a hole in my heart is filling back up again. The apple disappeared but then a hand took hold of mine. I looked up and I saw the boy but he was still a light. He was now about a foot close to me and boy was he tall! He was a foot taller than me so I had to look up. He was so bright but past that light I could see a warm face that was smiling big. The face looked familiar. I squinted careful not to let the light burn my eyes. The boy seemed to notice that my eyes were kind of hurting so all of a sudden he took both of my hands and held them tightly. The boy turned into a human boy instead of a light boy. The boy was still tall but his hair was golden blond, his face was beautiful, his eyes were of golden color, his smile was a pretty one too. His shoulders were strong looking and his arms were long and his hands where big but gentle. The boy looked so familiar. I noticed he was staring at me with out a smile on his face like he was worried. I stared into his eyes and said "Is that you Peter?" I notice that I was almost shaken and he noticed too. So he got closer and wrapped his long arms around me like I was a little child. He was so big and so handsome. "it is me my girl" I found my self crying and I didn't know why. he pulled me away holding my shoulders and asked "Why are you crying?" "Aren't you glad that you have found me?" and then I said "How can this be happening?" Peter looked into my eyes and smiled that beautiful smile I have always adored. I asked my self saying is this really happening? As soon as I knew this was real I took my arms and swung them around Peters neck and held on so he would never leave. He did the same. "Why are you here?" I asked him. "Because I saw how sad you were and I couldn't dare let you live a life like this so I had to come" I asked him eagerly saying "So you are staying here forever?!" He looked at me with sad eyes. "No I cant. But I wish I can because I love you so much and I miss holding you like this" I was disappointed at the answer. He backed away and I tried holding on to him but he was to strong. He brought out his hands and asked if I wanted to dance. I said yes and took his hands. He held me close and I rested my head on his chest. A slow but pretty song started. "Hey that is one of your favorite songs Peter!" "Yes it is but you mean, our favorite song" I loved the way he said our song. Peter and I danced the whole night while talking, telling each other what we missed about each other. While we danced the fireflies danced around us forming shapes. The music slowed into an ending and I knew the whole night of dancing was over. He backed away looking at me from head to toe examining me. I just looked at him smiling. He smiled and said "You are more beautiful than the last time I saw you" I smiled even bigger and walked up to him and said "You are more handsome than the last time I saw you" his eyes sparkled when I said that. He looked from behind him and said to me "Well I guess this is it" I was confused at what he said then asked "What do you mean by that Peter?" "I have to go back now. I have to go back to heaven" and with that he took hold of my face and gave me a kiss. Then he looked at me one last time and then turned around towards the light. I ran after him and called him. He turned around and I almost knocked him down but he balanced him self. I hugged him hard afraid that he would leave me forever. He whispered in my ears and said that he will come back to me but only in my dreams. I whispered back and said "I love you Peter and never ever forget that!" Peter kissed me on my cheek and gave me a squeeze. He let go of me and looked at me one last time and smiled his breath taking smile and turned to the light and then disappeared. Then the light was gone and the yard was pitch black. I went and laid on the hammock with a sight of relieve. I was surprised I didn't even miss Peter...yet. I looked up at the stars and remembered witch star Peter had showed me that was his favorite and that he named that star after me. Just then I noticed that there was a star right next to it, it was so close that it looked like that star was embracing the star that was named after me. I called that star Peter. I whispered to my self and said. "I love you Peter" and with that I fell into a peaceful sleep dreaming of my love Peter. (and that's when I woke up)
I hope y'all had fun reading this. I still can't believe that I wrote allot but its true that my dream was long. I know some parts of this was weird but after all it was just a dream. I still can't believe that I had a dream like this. I could remember the dream so good that I just decided to type it down. I hope you liked this dream. Thanks for taking your time reading this and I will be writing more blogs or more dreams. =]
Monday, January 12, 2009
Is There A Reason?
Have any of you thought that God does every thing for a reason? well I have. For the past few days, every thing was all about Obama. I wondered why God didnt let Mccain win, and why God let Obama win? Why do alot of people at my church vote for Obama? surely they want to save the babys but then why did they vote for him? Maybe they think that taxes are more important than babys. Are taxes human? or babys? the babys are!!
But then back to the reason. Why did God let Obam win? what do you think? well what I think is that God wants us to do some thing. We all know that we want abortion to stop, but than why are we not doing any thing. I mean you and I! not other people.
I believe there is a reason why God Let Obama win. Do you know why?
But then back to the reason. Why did God let Obam win? what do you think? well what I think is that God wants us to do some thing. We all know that we want abortion to stop, but than why are we not doing any thing. I mean you and I! not other people.
I believe there is a reason why God Let Obama win. Do you know why?
Sunday, January 11, 2009
The unanswerd question is...will her true love find her?
My heart, oh my beautiful heart! So full of love, beautiful, and connected. But alas! my heart is not beautiful, but once was. My heart is shattered, faded, but still my heart.....still some pieces left...held together by the Lord God Almighty. Who Loves me dear. The missing pieces of my heart is taking from another heart who belongs to a once love. Oh that shattered heart belongs to a girl who tries to find her missing pieces. After years of search she still hasn't found him. Her hope is starting to disappear to the middle of the Earth where love is taking and never exists. 7 years of search she looks but is at the edge of a cliff where she will drop her last piece of hope. The heart of the girl is puzzled and doesn't understand why her heart wont disappear completely. The 14 year old girl who stumbles in a life who is troubled, Even though she knows she is loved by her friends, family, the one and only God, her hearts hole only gets bigger and bigger. Her only chance is to find her love. But she knows that boys are not smart enough to even notice her. She doesn't believe she will find him. The only unanswered question is...will her true love find her in time before she drops her last piece of her heart and love?
I just found this some where on the Internet some time ago and to my surprise, forgot which website I found it in. I just fell in love with this poem. I want to know what you think of it. It said on the website that the poem will continue later when this girl finds out whats in the future. thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this.
P.S. It said they do not know who the writer of this poem is.
I just found this some where on the Internet some time ago and to my surprise, forgot which website I found it in. I just fell in love with this poem. I want to know what you think of it. It said on the website that the poem will continue later when this girl finds out whats in the future. thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this.
P.S. It said they do not know who the writer of this poem is.
Another one of my crazy thoughts
Every time I go to a restaurant or some place, I have this feeling that tells me not to think of anything stupid. And I think "Why am I feeling this?" and a thought comes into my head and answers that question. "Maybe there is some one here that can read minds" I know that's stupid to think that and every one knows that we don't have the power to do that.
God is the only one who can know what your thinking. He can do anything! Anything you can imagine! Did you know that there is an angel who watches over kids in heaven and has the wings of a rainbow? well there is!
If you have been to PF Chang's, Have you seen the statues of those horses in front of the building? Well, here's another thing, some of the horses in heaven are that big! Angels who fight off the demons ride those horses and there the most beautiful creatures ever!
My mom has read a book about this woman who was sick, while she was in a coma, her uncle (or brother, I'm not sure. its been along time since I read this book) who has died of sickness comes to her and takes her up to heaven. She and an Angel explores all of heaven. While I read this book (sure I have read it too but not much) it made me see heaven in another way.
Its the best book ever!! BUT......there is a book about hell. this woman gets to walk with Jesus by his side and explore hell. I only read a little bit because it was too horrible to read and sad. Those books are true. Some may think its just a made up story, but the writing in it....who can ever think of anything like that!
If you want to read any of those books look up the writer. Her name is Mary K. Baxter. The three books I know she wrote are The power of the Blood, The book of Heaven, The book of Hell, The book of Angels. I all hope you read about The Book Of Heaven. Its the best book ever!
Fun fact! Did you know that you can say race car backwards? Look at the two words Race car. Isn't it cool!! =D
God is the only one who can know what your thinking. He can do anything! Anything you can imagine! Did you know that there is an angel who watches over kids in heaven and has the wings of a rainbow? well there is!
If you have been to PF Chang's, Have you seen the statues of those horses in front of the building? Well, here's another thing, some of the horses in heaven are that big! Angels who fight off the demons ride those horses and there the most beautiful creatures ever!
My mom has read a book about this woman who was sick, while she was in a coma, her uncle (or brother, I'm not sure. its been along time since I read this book) who has died of sickness comes to her and takes her up to heaven. She and an Angel explores all of heaven. While I read this book (sure I have read it too but not much) it made me see heaven in another way.
Its the best book ever!! BUT......there is a book about hell. this woman gets to walk with Jesus by his side and explore hell. I only read a little bit because it was too horrible to read and sad. Those books are true. Some may think its just a made up story, but the writing in it....who can ever think of anything like that!
If you want to read any of those books look up the writer. Her name is Mary K. Baxter. The three books I know she wrote are The power of the Blood, The book of Heaven, The book of Hell, The book of Angels. I all hope you read about The Book Of Heaven. Its the best book ever!
Fun fact! Did you know that you can say race car backwards? Look at the two words Race car. Isn't it cool!! =D
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
True Love
Have you realize that there are millions of girls out there dreaming of there first love. They go on and on about them selves dreaming of there first kiss and true love. I do have to admit that there are some girls who do find there love. I know some woman who only has had one boyfriend and that boyfriend is there husband. People has told me that true love doesn't exist, some people has told me that is does exist. What do you think? is it real? Why don't you take a minute. If you are married, think about your husband. Is he the guy you have dreamed of? well some married woman say he is her true love, Some woman say that they thought was her true love but then end up in a divorce.
What about loves first sight. I have some friends who tell me that they have experienced love at first sight and now there married to them. Alot of married couples do have happy endings and some don't. I know that may sound pretty obvious to you but after all, this is my crazy thought.
When you were a teenager did you ever think that you will never find a husband or a boyfriend? imagine your self sitting on your bed asking your self "Am I ever going to have a husband?" Well looky here! you are married to the guy you love. He may have not been the guy you wanted but still he was the right one for you. You tell yourself every day that he was made for you and that God made him for you to be your soul mate. You didn't marry a guy to have children for to keep the human race going. (I know that may sound stupid the way I wrote it) You married him because you loved him.
I know that guys can be dumb and do crazy things with out thinking. Some guys can be lazy and sit around all day, without helping his wife with the kids or with the house work. BUT! some guys can cook and do some of the house work while the wife sits around all day being lazy. Some people have told me that there isn't one guy who is perfect. There cant be a guy who is all about being romantic. But believe me when they find the right woman, there going to try with all there might just to make there woman happy. And there trying and it may seem like there not but they are. There just not so mature (if you are a guy reading this....no offence)
I have something I want you to do. If you are a married woman, I want you to take a whole day of thinking about your husband. Ask your self "Was he the guy I've always wanted?" or "Did God make him just for me?" yes God made him just for you. That is pretty obvious. =] I know that you love your husband and you wouldn't for the world trade him for any thing else. I just wanted to write this down to make you realize how much you love your husband. And if you are a married man, do the same for your wife. (that is, if your not so dumb)
Well that was my first thought. I all hope you enjoyed reading this. You may already know about this but I just wanted to write and down. Please comment me and tell me what you thought about the blog. Thanks!! =]
-Carissa Jacobs (this one just a fun thing that I did, can you guess what it says?)
What about loves first sight. I have some friends who tell me that they have experienced love at first sight and now there married to them. Alot of married couples do have happy endings and some don't. I know that may sound pretty obvious to you but after all, this is my crazy thought.
When you were a teenager did you ever think that you will never find a husband or a boyfriend? imagine your self sitting on your bed asking your self "Am I ever going to have a husband?" Well looky here! you are married to the guy you love. He may have not been the guy you wanted but still he was the right one for you. You tell yourself every day that he was made for you and that God made him for you to be your soul mate. You didn't marry a guy to have children for to keep the human race going. (I know that may sound stupid the way I wrote it) You married him because you loved him.
I know that guys can be dumb and do crazy things with out thinking. Some guys can be lazy and sit around all day, without helping his wife with the kids or with the house work. BUT! some guys can cook and do some of the house work while the wife sits around all day being lazy. Some people have told me that there isn't one guy who is perfect. There cant be a guy who is all about being romantic. But believe me when they find the right woman, there going to try with all there might just to make there woman happy. And there trying and it may seem like there not but they are. There just not so mature (if you are a guy reading this....no offence)
I have something I want you to do. If you are a married woman, I want you to take a whole day of thinking about your husband. Ask your self "Was he the guy I've always wanted?" or "Did God make him just for me?" yes God made him just for you. That is pretty obvious. =] I know that you love your husband and you wouldn't for the world trade him for any thing else. I just wanted to write this down to make you realize how much you love your husband. And if you are a married man, do the same for your wife. (that is, if your not so dumb)
Well that was my first thought. I all hope you enjoyed reading this. You may already know about this but I just wanted to write and down. Please comment me and tell me what you thought about the blog. Thanks!! =]
-Carissa Jacobs (this one just a fun thing that I did, can you guess what it says?)
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Hey there! Yes this is my first time blogging on here! I'm really excited about doing this and sharing my crazy thoughts. My mom says I have the craziest imagination and that I should use my imagination and write a story one day. Writing story's isn't my thing, but I try every once in a while but it doesn't work. But I do write down my thoughts and dreams that I have and then let my friends read them. They enjoy reading my thoughts and courage me to write more, so here I am with my own blogging account, about to type all of them down. I hope that all of you enjoy reading them. Thanks =]
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