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Wednesday, June 25, 2014

      18000 Words! Mile stone! Seriously though, I was up until 1:30am last night writing. It was AWESOME! I'm so exited about this, it sounds like a real book. That's the funny thing, I'm always surprised when people write songs or stories that sound like they could be published just because they haven't been published. Just because they're not public doesn't mean the people that wrote them don't have the same amount of talent. Anyway, 18000 words!

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

More Poetry, Because I'm Stressed


The Light House
It flashes
It Dashes
From side to side to side
Warning
Inviting
To a safe path far a tide
Crying
Sighing
The mist a grim reflection
Of pain
Of tears
Of death, the fisherman’s fear
So hear the sobs and wails
Of the ever constant watchman
Who’s only companion is death
And the ever moving light

The Earth
Standing up and staring down
Has never been my strong point
As I’d rather just quietly hurt
But I cannot anymore
I will scold and be bold
Never screaming more just curt
For it’s not just me that pained these days
It’s the rivers and brooks and the long lost strays
I’ve been poisoned, I’m dying
I’ve not long now
It appears I’ve got nothing to loose
So face the wrath and the might of me
In war you pick sides so choose

The Unsung
The fast paced winds
The running brooks
The flying jays
The whisp’ring books
Going, going, going

The beaming sun
The rushing waves
The mirror lakes
The looming caves
Constant, constant, constant

The frost-bitt’n ground
The old oak trees
The bal’ncing rock
The summer breeze
Silent, silent, silent

The unsung song of the earth
A picture as well as a sound
A silent symphony
Heard from sky, sea or ground
Whisper, whisper, whisper

If you listen hard enough
You hear the harmony
Of the water, land and sky
Connected though you don’t see
Quiet, quiet, quiet

The bustling streets
And murm’ring crowds
The blaring lights
And city sounds
Louder, louder, louder

Drowning the unsung song
And creating one of its own
Before joining back together
Sustaining the unsung song
Join it, join it, join it

Hear it with your mind
And see it with your eyes
It sounds different to all
Sometimes flowing into reprise
Listen, listen, listen

Can you hear it?

Friday, February 1, 2013

Sunday, December 2, 2012

The Wiz


Red Cast                           Role                           White Cast 
Payton Cambia                 Dorothy                      Sadie Christensen
Stella Hagen                     Aunt Em                     Sawyer Scott
Everett Wall                     Uncle Henry               Nathan Lawrence
Sarah Lincoln                    Addaperle                  Mikayla Kay
Alec Downing                   Tinman                       Joel Thompson
Justin Velasco                  Scarecrow                   Breanna Glover
Sam Bennett                     Lion                            Gunnar Peterson 
Katie Nickel                      Gate Keeper               Tracy Anderson
Rachel Bridges                 The Wiz                      Morgan Robertscheck
Julia Allen             Evilene              Holly Tillotson
Nathan Lawrence             Lord High Underling   Olivia Ringhiser
Everett Wall                     Messenger                  Tyler Bocock
Elizabeth Duggan             Glinda                          Andrea Schreck
Hayden Geddes               1st mouse                    Erin Montgomery
Lindsey Muszkiewicz       2nd mouse                   Lindsey Muszkiewicz
Brittany Glover                 Head Monkey              Cameron Masters



For those that don't know, Evilene is also known as the Wicked Witch of the West!

Friday, September 7, 2012

New School Routines

I am pleased to say, that despite problems of the past, I have had a 98% rate at getting up so far. The 2% percent was when I laid back down for a "second" this morning and barely managed to get up only 3 minutes difference then when I set my alarm! I've also made history for myself because I missed the bus on the first day of school! But in my defense, last year the bus left at 7:15am and we just assumed that it would leave at the same time this year. I was turning the corner when it drove by, turns out the bus leaves at 7:06am and they want us to be there at 7:01am. So not happening! I'll leave at 7:01 or have Mom or Dad drive me to the bus stop. They're taking turns waking up with us. But it's really nice only having 3 classes a day. It I don't get as many headaches. It also means that you get an extra day to do homework on the day you have your other 3 classes. So far I am very satisfied with my new school life. Jules out, Peace!

Monday, August 27, 2012

13!

I'm thirteen! I'm officially a teenager! I feel great!

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Re-Posted


Name: Julia Linn Allen

Age: 12 (almost 13)

Birthday: August 26th, 1999

Chores that you hate: Vacuuming the stairs and dusting

Dogs: Mazie or as I call her "Dog"

Email Address's: <mythocall@gmail.com> <trulierandom@gmail.com>

Favorite color: Bright blue, and yellow's great too!

Gold or Silver: Gold

Height: 5' 4 3/4"

Instruments you play: Piano, clarinet, and I sing

 

Just Can't Take it Things: Chomping in my ear

Kids: Not yet, but I have names planned. William, Walter, Rosaline, Joy, Tom, Liz, Luke, Anne, Jake, Katie, Jason, and Lidea. (my husband has no say, he can do middle names)

Live: Maple Valley, WA.

Pet peeves: Having to explain something that made perfect sense to me, when people won't just spit it out, when people get rude because I knew something they didn't, people who won't listen to reason and just get louder and louder as if volume will make what they've been saying over and over true, food scents, being ignored, people talking with there mouth's full, people talking to me when I want to be alone, comments or looks when people don't think I notice, having my thinking interrupted, people making fun of me for the things I like, being treated like a child, being told I need to fix something I beat myself up over already, not having a choice, jerks, crude language, not being able to change how I made myself, being told I allow too much of a different part of myself into my being, and feeling like I can't say how I feel, because while everyone tries to, they don't quite understand. (Okay, so I'm easily annoyed and have alot on my mind, I have more but I think this is long enough).

Mother’s Name: Amy

Nicknames: Jules, Julia Gulia, Juila, Julila

Overnight hospital stays: None

Quote from a movie or tv show: "Because you're an idiot, no, no, no, don't be like that practically everyone is" ~ Sherlock from Sherlock

Right or Lefty: Right

Siblings: Kate, Charlie, Anne Marie, Henry, Nora

Time you wake up: 9:30 or earlier, but my family can vouch for the fact that I don't come down till later.

Undivided Attention: Very little will I give that too

Vegetable you hate: All but lettuce, carrots, and cucumbers. 

What makes you run late: I'm just a late person, all the little things add up.

Xtra Info:   Beehive Class President, actress, song writer and author to be.

Yummy food you make: I can make to much to say, but I once created something called Taco Casserole which everyone in my family likes but me.

Zoo Animal: Penguins