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Name: Merry
Gender: Female
Interests: The Bible, music (I play the piano, guitar, and cello), reading, writing, and family.
Expertise: Laundry!!!
Occupation: High school student, baby-sitt
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Member Since:
5/10/2007
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| This Post is Fact: I Still LiveFrom now on I am not apologizing for not posting ever. Everyone knows how bad I feel about my lazy, non-Xanga-posting, procrastinatingness.
I have no idea when it was the last time I posted, so I’m not going to kill myself trying to recap. Here are simply some main points:
I started school as a Senior in September. I’m not sure what I’m going to do when I graduate, but my friend DQ is going to a Christian, online college/clep program called CollegePlus! where you can get your bachelors degree from Thomas Edison college in two years. It is also very inexpensive (no more than $15,000 for everything), so obviously I’m checking into it. I’m thinking about majoring in English and maybe becoming and English teacher. I like this idea because it’s something I could use as a mother, while I am single, and in the mission field. But we’ll see; I’ll probably have a new vision for my life next week.
I went to Charity Youth Bible School the first week of November. I enjoyed it very much, met lots of nice young people, and made many new friends.
As for the Christmas season, here’s a little bit of what happened:
We didn’t celebrate Christmas until that Saturday because my dad was working Christmas day, but that made the suspense all the greater – that is, if I didn’t already know what I was getting. Mom and Dad paid half for a cello I got off the internet a few months back, so that was pretty much my share of Christmas presents except for a book or two and a chess set I picked out and Mom bought while I was standing there. Anyway, Friday night we (being me, Mom, Dad, and Morgan) had our annual present-wrapping time which is always very fun but hectic and leaves your back aching something awful. Christmas morning was wonderful. I loved watching everyone open their presents. Seth got a big, remote-control, race-car track thing Mom found on sale somewhere, and when he opened it, his eyes got really wide and he yelled, “Wow! Wow! Wow! I can’t belieeeeeeeve this! Wow!” It was very, very loud but very, very cute and very, very much something I would expect from a boy his age. After that, we had a big breakfast with bacon (special) and spent the rest of the day in our PJs playing cars, Lincoln Logs, listening to new Odyssey adventures, and trying to convince ourselves that we were actually smart enough to learn chess.
The next day was our Christmas with Mamaw, Papaw, and the cousins. That proceeded without any notable events except that my uncle made all of us nieces and nephews hand-made hunting knives with handles out of real deer antlers. Very sweet.
For New Years, we went back over to M&P’s and played Wii, ate tons of food, and watched the ball drop. We then immediately left because Mom was sacred if we stayed any longer, the drunk people would be out and we might die going home. The next day (after 5 hours of sleep) I went to a big youth gathering (there were, like, 200 kids) near Indiana with one of my friends, Mahriah. We went to church, had a Bible study, watched some people play volleyball, listened to some old guy who knew my dad tell me stories about his parakeet and travels around the world, ate cheesecake, played card games, and sang hymns from about 10:00 in the morning to 9:00 at night. Then I drove two hours back home. *Dies* (Btw, Skirtgirl comments that the little stars next to ‘dies’ look like snow flakes. I don’t remember what they’re called. Atrophies?? Oh well…)
Oh! Latest news: our family is expecting (yes) another baby boy!!! Yay! All of us were hoping for a little girl to end on (if this is indeed the end. Dad is sure it is at any rate), but the boys are happy. Four boys and four girls. I think that sounds about right.
Anyway, that pretty much sums it up. See you in another six months or so. ;) God bless all of you.
Merry
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| Hello, Again! (Finally…lol)Yes. So. As I am sure it is very apparent of my neglect of Xanga-entry-writing, I am not going to expound in it. Unfortunately, living in the middle of nowhere has its disadvantages, the most obvious of which being that there is absolutely no high-speed internet available whatsoever. And, I must say, I had high hopes for the library, but as it seems, libraries in the middle of nowhere are no exception to the lack of high-speed internet rule. *Sigh* Well, now that that’s settled, I suppose I’ll give just a general overview of how I and the rest of the family are getting along.
Presently, we are doing very well as far as healthiness goes – most of us, at least. Last week, we found out that Little Buddy (two-years-old in November) has acquired a nasty case of ringworm and pink eye! Today, Mom is going to shave his head and apply a lotion for the ringworm. And for the pink eye, we’ve been giving him anti-biotic drops, and so far, they seem to be doing pretty well. Other than that, yes, the rest of us are fine. A Quick note here, though: I’d like to ask everyone to say a prayer for my Drama Queen friend Emmy. For a while now (since around February), her heath has been gradually deteriorating. She’s been feeling very fatigued and emotional during the day and having panic attacks and heart flutters at night. She’s seen doctor after doctor and had blood test after blood test and no one seemed to know what was wrong with her. About a week ago, she had a panic attack accompanied by a severe headache in the night, and once again, her parents rushed her to the emergency room. The doctors took a CAT scan of her head and (I’m not sure about all these medical terms, just so you know) found a large cluster of blood veins in her head. Having her blood pressure spike at night was causing the cluster to swell (hence her headaches), and now the doctors are afraid if she isn’t treated, the cluster may rupture and she could very possibly die. Right now, they’re waiting for more tests as to how to proceed. Being finally admitted into the hospital because of this, the doctors had a chance to do many more tests and found she also has several heart problems (one of which may have been causing this fatigue), a thyroid problem, and a possible tumor on her adrenal glad (perhaps causing these bizarre mood swings). Please, please, keep her in your thoughts and prayers! She’s only 18 and far too young to be handling these things, although, I have to say, she’s been taking everything quite well thanks to her faith and her she and her parents are really just thankful that the doctors have finally found something regardless of its less than agreeable nature.
I’m not sure how many of you knew this already, but my grandmother passed away May 24st at the age of 64 from cancer. I went to stay with my grandpa for a while to help him plan for the memorial service (she donated her body to science) and to keep his company and keep the house for him while he got adjusted. It’s been a sort of hard time for us – we all loved Gramma very much (everyone did) and had hoped she would get better – but God has been over us wiping our tears and I am very thankful for that.
After my week with Grandpa, Skirtgirl and I were off to church camp! This was the same camp as last year, and I have to say it was equally as stimulating – maybe even more. Although, it was a little different; DQ, VP, Bri, Jimmy, and Kitty were all there this year. VP was on the worship team, so we didn’t see her very much. lol Jimmy, Kitty, and Skirtgirl were on a team (I didn’t see them much either  ). DQ and Bri were on the graduating Seniors’ team d: which left me to a team by myself (well, chrisanator15 was there too, I suppose) but really that was okay. It’s sort of nice to be around people you barely know. It might be kinda contradictory, but I feel more open to share when they don’t know me. Anyway, it would take an entire other entry or two to go into any detail of the week, so maybe I’ll post about it later. But I guess I learned a ton about myself – like my spiritual gifts and things I’m not gifted at – and grew so much toward God – in prayer and worship simple awe – and grew so, so close to my friends – learning that I’m not ahead and I’m not alone. I dunno. I wish church camp was every week. lol Well, besides the fact I would get absolutely no sleep…
Summer simply flew! I couldn’t even tell you what happened or where it went. Now the weather’s getting cooler (thank the Lord), and we’re already into the school year. This year, Little Buddy and Kenna of course aren’t really doing any sort of school. S-Boy is doing a bit of preschool, and E-Man’s reading is getting better everyday. Maddy’s in the fifth grade and doing pretty well. Skirtgirl is a sophomore now and starting pre-algebra. Icky. Lol I hate algebra. I’m a senior this year, and I guess it’s going pretty well. I really like my literature, economics, and French. I was thinking about taking some classes up at the college this year, but it doesn’t look like that’s in the budget for now.
Some activities we’ve been doing…hmmm, well, there’s soccer every Friday. It’s a Christian, homeschool soccer group (very noncompetitive and moral) where all ages and teams play at once on different fields. This is very nice for us with so many kids; this way we don’t have to keep coming back on different days of the week so that each child in a different age group can play. Skirtgirl gets to play with Jimmy, Kitty and her brother Kyle, and I guess it’s been lots of fun for her. Madison’s playing, Ethan and Seth are on a team, and I get to co-teach McKenna with Brian. I taught the three-and-four-year-old class the year before last, and it was fun then, but it’s even more fun now with a friend. For those of you wondering, I’m still playing piano (although not as often) and am taking up guitar with a passion now. lol I’m still not very good, but it’ll come in time, I think.
Oh! And I almost forgot: for a long time now, we’ve been looking for a church to attend, and I think maybe we found one. I really like it a lot; the people are wonderful. It’s actually of German Baptist faith presently, but a lot of people in it have been questioning what they believe for a while now and are thinking of making some changes. They believe so many things we do and have noticed a lot of things about the church that we have also. I’m really excited about it, so I guess we’ll have to see how it works out.
Well, I guess that just about sums everything up to the present. Wow, this was kinda long. I hope there weren’t too many mistakes, because I’m not going back thru to fix them. Tee hee. Hmm, now I guess I’d better get back to my school and laundry! I love all of you!
♥ Merry
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| “Descent”Inspired by Psalm 18
September 8, 2008
My face flat against the ground.
My heart stopped; can’t make a sound.
I remember being here before;
The black flames, sulfuric shores.
How did I fall so far so fast?
A castle strong I’d built at last,
But now with thirst my lips are parched.
I cannot see so thick’s the dark.
The hardest part of being here’s
Neither the anguish nor the fear;
But before a perfect love had I,
And it’s my fault I’m doomed to die.
Tears draw lines upon my face.
To where they fall, I cannot place.
My lungs shutter; there is no air,
But then, I’m dead – why should I care?
A voice greets my ear in haughty statement.
My hope shattered like glass on the pavement.
“Child of darkness, all alone,
This shall forever be your home.”
My heart jerks with the sound;
Demons screaming all around.
Hands grasping at my hair.
I flail back. There’s nothing there.
My screams fall deadened in the night;
A thud on dead ears without bite.
The more I cry and fight them back,
The stronger they come, the more they attack.
A noose is squeezed around my neck.
The devils’ howling louder gets.
Until time I feel no more.
My feet are lifted off the floor.
Used was my last second chance
Like a harlot’s flirting glance.
My heart is broken, not for me,
But for the Prince I chose to flee.
Disgusting, selfish wretch I am
To think I had a better plan.
The path I’d taken led me here;
My Lover had called out with tears.
This path He knew would lead to Hell –
A place I now knew very well.
What I would give to undo that day!
Surely I would go His way.
I knew He wouldn’t want me now:
A sinful whore, a dirty cow.
The guilt sank deeply like a knife.
‘Here’, I thought, ‘Comes the end of my life.’
For a moment, all is still.
The darkness nearly smothers ‘till
A faithless, feeble prayer breathed I,
“I’m sorry, Lord.” And then I die.
But all at once, there is a change.
The dark ones shrink, the mountains shake.
The sky snaps open like a scroll.
To where it came, the darkness rolls.
And there He comes in glorious light –
His sword raised high, prepared to fight.
My King of Kings, my Lord of Lords
Had come to save His little girl.
One mighty blast from golden horn
And all my enemies were gone
Back to the mire from whence they came:
Blown away by Jesus’ name.
Down to me He reached His hand,
Cut the noose, and helped me stand.
My God had come for me on time.
Gently, He pressed His face to mine.
Slowly we breathed – He out, I in –
And timid I looked up at Him.
My eyes now softly filled with tears;
He tenderly bent to my ear.
“My child, know you are never alone;
I’ll always be here to carry you home.”
“But how could you want a traitor like me?
You showed me love, and I ran from thee!”
“Can you trust me now?” He said.
“With all my heart.” I nodded my head.
“I’ve paid the price for all your sins;
Come take my hand and live again.”
And then I grinned from ear to ear;
Nothing more had I to fear.
He swept me then up off my feet –
A greater joy was none so sweet.
Never again would I live on my own.
My heart beat praise: I was going home.
THE END
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| PROM 2008And here comes the faithful day, Friday, April 25, 2008: PROM DAY!!!
Hurrah! So, this year was quite an unbelievable lot like last year; there was the same DJ, there were the same songs, and I saw a lot of the same people there too. The only difference (and I’m not saying it isn’t significant) was that Kitty, Jimmy, and Bri were there (Hurrah!) and Vanilla P was not (Boohoo!!!)
Okay, so the day started out like just about any other – I had my breakfast and ended up staying in my PJs ‘till two – but unlike every other morning, I woke up thinking, “Oh crud. Today is prom.” For some reason, I felt so under-prepared for prom this year. I think it’s because this would be my second time and it’s not as special as the first, and I didn’t have as much time to mentally prepare. Last year, I think I called DQ everyday for the two months before prom and spent much time and effort in the dressing rooms trying to find the perfect fit, whereas this year, I talked to her twice about meeting for pictures before prom and once at POINT I showed her my dress.
I’m not really sure what’s been going on with me lately, but I’ve been feeling more and more of how fake this life is. Like, all these things I do for fun aren’t going to last or even matter later… I don’t know. But I do know this: I love my friends. You guys (well, girls too) are the coolest ever!
This year, my date was DQ. Lol. You know, though, it’s really, really nice not having to worry about dates or whatever; I got to dance with all the guys (except for Jimmy – Slacker! Went to the car an hour in ‘cause he was tired…) and all the girls (go Kitty! She’s crazy…) and it was amazing fun. Well, here is an enormously long post of pictures…
The Gang... Bri, Jimmy, LJ, DQ, Kitty, SG93, Me, and Bekah
The Fam...
My Date and me
Skirtgirl and her date
My pretty Mommy...
007...and 006. ;D
"How low can ya go?"
"Can ya go down low?"
"All the way to the floor?"
Cuuuuute
Me and my daddy.
"Peace."
He's having too much fun...
Bek and me
"He, he...stop taking pictures...PLEASE..."
"Okay, get your butt out there and dance."
You know, they say they posed for this, but really I'm not so sure...
Mom and Daddy dancing
The manly men...
Bekah (she's black at heart, lol)
More dancing...
And more dancing...
Well, CYA!!!
Merry
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| Okay, Another Post...This time I guess I’ll cover all that stuff I’ve been doing with my friends up until now and all that’s been going on with POINT.
Well, the ‘Gang’ (which I am now referring to as mainly me, DQ, VP, LJ, Jimmy, Bri, and all those younger sibs SkirtGirl93, Bekah, CG, and so on…) hasn’t really been up to so much, I guess. Bri turned 18 this March, and we all took a great delight in taking him out to Applebees for lunch. Now, I’d say 18 is a pretty special number, so DQ and I were a few weeks before trying to convince Bri into throwing some nice sort of party for himself. But, according to his character (lol) he simply told us he’d let us come up with something. Of course, I promptly and fairly warned him that if he didn’t come up with something, he might be a little surprised to see DQ and myself dressed in clown outfits running up to him with balloons in the middle of biology class. He laughed and didn’t believe us. But anyway, even though I was really joking when I mentioned the whole clown thing, I guess DQ got it in her head that really we should, so somehow I found myself later that month dressed in clown outfits, holding balloons, and making a big ruckus running down the isle, lunch-hour at Applebees. It is totally needless to say that Bri will likely need years of emotional therapy after that. Come to think of it, I probably will too…
We had Jimmy film Bri’s face the entire time we were making fools of ourselves (it's on my video blog), but it was fun anyway...
A couple weekends ago, we had all the flooring in our house delivered (I guess my mom found some really great hard-wood-floor deal online). The wood is beautiful (gunstock), inexpensive, and looks amazing in the house, and even though my dad has only a small portion of it down presently, I can tell it’s really going to look wonderful. The only problem with it was that when it was to be dropped off, ‘dropped off’ was exactly what it was going to be – like, all of it in boxes dumped in the drive-way. Thankfully, I have many strong and chivalrous (rofl) guy-friends willing to come help us out. So, Little John, Jimmy, and Bri (and of course, DQ, Bekah, and Cat Girl had to tag along…) all came over and helped with that. While they were here, my dad saw it fitting to give us all a few dance lessons to prepare us for the up-coming prom. We got lots of good pictures (need I even tell you?) all of which may be viewed on my Facebook (Merry Lisa Hat).
Now on to POINT! The classes I am taking this last trimester are ‘Thinking Like a Christian’ and film. LJ’S mom teaches TLAC (GO MRS. M!!! ***HEARTS***) so naturally, I love the class. XD I’m learning a lot, actually. Mrs. M is very original, insightful, and ANIMATED!!! Ha HA! Very, very comical. This week we’re learning about the Biblical rolls of a husband and wife. I am very excited about it. The guys in the class are not.
I took film class, I think, two years ago, but it is nothing compared to this. I am having the time of my life! DQ contributes so much with her wit and creativeness; I love her! She is SO much fun to work with! This year, instead of working on a drama like last year – an utter disaster, we are doing a sort of comedy/variety show with lots of different skits that require next to no acting, scripting, or camera-handling skills, and we call it ‘The Whatever Show. The list of skits include:
Our intro/theme to ‘Pleasant Valley Sunday’
60 Minutes Princess Edition: Life After ‘Happily Ever After’
A random, homeschool, techno dance
Wisdom from Granny
A live news broadcast
A random, homeschool mosh-pit
A biography on The Flaming Toads rock band
An Evil Dudes commercial
Our notorious ending-credits/bloopers
Jimmy and Bri don’t go to PINT because they are public-schooled, but Mrs. S, our leader, said they could come after school to film with us (HURRAH!). This was especially good because in our group we have six girls and one boy. Now, at least, we have three, even if they aren’t always willing to participate in ALL the crazy things we do…
Well, well, my hands begin to tire from all this typing (yes, I am a wimp).
Yours so very unfaithfully,
Merry
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