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!

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?

Contrast

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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!

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!

13!

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

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

I Miss Her

School's Out!

School's out, and as of 11:30am on June 20th......... I am an Eighth grader! Next year I go to TJH (that's Tahoma Junior High for you country (Gig Harbor) folks out there).

Poetry

Here are some poem's. What do you think?

The Stars

The stars winking merrily,

In a cheeky sort of way,

And presenting a sky,

Not seen during the day,

I am like the stars,

In a random place,

Yet showing creativity,

Through the constellations in space,

Those random places all connect,

At least inside my mind,

My thoughts moving quick through conversation,

Sorry to leave you behind,

I am always there,

Though not always seen,

Always wanting to help,

I am always keen,

I try to guide through trouble,

But I have limits too,

I'll try to be your friend,

And do as much as I can do,

I am the stars,

A bridge between two worlds,

Trying to keep a balance,

And to find both live’s pearls,

I am the stars,

Sometimes hidden from sight,

By those dark clouds,

Rolling through the night,

Grasping at my mind,

Until I’m full of gloom,

But soon I’ll be alright,

My light ready to bloom,

I am like the stars,

Waiting for day to end,

So you’ll see me later,

My enemy or my friend

Faith

The truth of the Gospel I know,

And I watch as the testimonies grow,

A miracle not needed,

Because the warnings we have heeded,

We had been spared,

So we knew that He cared,

His love is unconditional,

We know this,

our belief is not always traditional,

Although the worlds morals fade,

Our foundation has already been laid,

He is there,

Our Savior,

The immovable rock,

Upon which we build our faith,

And although the world will laugh and mock,

We will listen to what He saith

Drip Drop

Drip,

Drop,

The rain won't stop,

Pit,

Pat,

A larger splat,

Swish,

Sigh,

Comes nature's cry,

Swirl,

Twirl,

The darkening sky,

Flash,

Churn,

The lightening burns,

Roar,

Mar,

There's lightening's scar,

Crack,

Boom,

It's bringing doom,

Moan,

Groan,

From death's own bone,

Quiet,

Fear,

Now lend you're ear,

Pit,

Pat,

A smaller splat,

Drip,

Drop,

The rain won't stop

Patience

The lightening went crack,

And the thunder boomed,

as the darkening sky,

Gave the impression of doom,

The ominous howl,

Of the wind as it blew,

But then the storm faded,

And the sunlight showed through

Pencil's

Pencil's are nice,

Though they can be quite dull,

I sharpen it thrice,

Till the sharpener's full,

But alas that pencil will not sharpen,

Perhaps the sharpeners dull

Silence

Shhh...

Listen now,

Hear the deafening sound,

of silence

There is nothing louder,

Yet there is nothing softer,

then silence,

Shhh...

Be still,

Say nothing,

And you will,

Hear Silence

Christ's Light

So dark,

So dim,

There's only the moon's rim,

The fear,

I am blind,

I cannot see,

I must find,

The way to the end of the road,

But what is this?

How could I miss,

The Son peeking over the mountain,

Lighting the way,

I cannot stay,

Now that I can follow the road

Oh, and just so you know, I wrote them all. Now be honest and tell me what you think. Good or bad.

Love

An amazing man who helps kids know that the should wait to their married to do certain things said that the definition of love is "choosing the highest good for the other person." Now I that has a lot to do with love, but I don't think that it's the definition. I think that love is so incredibly special and sacred that it is impossible to define or describe it, but i'll give it my best shot. Love is something that is in your heart that is so complete and amazing that it makes you "Choose the highest good for the other person."  Choosing the highest good for the other person is what happens when you are in love. It helps you understand that you are in love, you choose the highest good for the person no matter what and you don't have to think about what the consequences could be for you, only the person in front of you matters. I think that when we subconsciously do this for all around us and don't feel the need to spite them or trick any one of them, then we know the truth of what Jesus our savior meant when he said "love thy neighbor" and "as I have loved you love one another." Because to love isn't to shower some one in gifts, or to feel a natural affection for them, it is to no matter what they or anyone else thinks of you, you will do what is best for them, and love them more each time you do it.

Vannessa

"I can't believe it, I look like a walking candy cane! and- WIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRVROOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM-hold on Chelsey, I can't hear myself gripe."

Shakespear

An amazing man. Shakespear had a vocabulary of about 50,000 words while the average american has a vocabulary of about 3,000 words. Although there is some speculation about whether or not Shakespear is the actual mastermind behind the amazing writing. Some think that it was actually a queen's grandson or son (not sure which) that wrote it all. However, being an author was looked down on so he couldn't take credit. Evidence to support this theory is that Shakespear was just a lowly townsman and shouldn't have known so much about palace life. But most still favor him as the genius behind it all.

More Paint!

Willy Wonka

In honor of the play me and Kate are in Willy Wonka, I put a little picture together. Enjoy!

Also, what do you think of my quotes box?

How do you like my new blog!?

Room Switch

So me and Kate, after sharing a room our whole lives, are parting ways. I am now in Anne Marie's room by myself, and Kate is now in Nora's room by herself. Anne Marie and Nora are in our old room. It is so Cool! Slash freaky.

Balloon battles

So, I was just sitting around being bored when something amazing happened. Dad told me to grab my camera and capture the historic event. And now wihtout further a do do, (oh, I said doo doo, sorry inside joke) Balloon Battles.

Haircut!

I got a haircut! I really like it and I want your opinions. I didn't even know I was getting a haircut until today. Mom had me tell the lady who cut the hair what I wanted. I like the result.





Do you?

New Background

Ok. So I finally got tired of the old background. What do you think of the new one?