Motago

Yeh...it really is amazing. Doesn't feel like that long at all. I suppose it's not too late to make another School's Out now...it is summer after all...

Happy Happy Joy Joy was in Texas? How do you know that? I live in Texas and I didn't see anyone by that name in the past week. You should check your sources.

Greetings citizen, Perchance somehow smithee (smithee?) you have stumbled upon my blog. I only recently found out about this new spiffy feature on BZP, and I am very pleased to learn of its...featureness. It could bring ol' Motts back onto BZP...at least to keep up with friends via blogs. I have to admit that I'm rather intimidated about the confuzzlingness of this whole blog...I do have some blogs on mainstream blog sites...but not on BZP. Until now. Hey oh, here I am. I look forward to updating this fairly often. Cheers to Doks for pressing me on a bit to do this. At the moment in my life, I am studying for the PSAT and the SAT. I'm also working on my Lord of the Rings Strategy Battle Game miniatures. I'm also learning how to drive. Yep, true story. That's what's more or less going on in my life. Now I'm off to see if I can add some friends and figure out more of this new doohickeythingamabobber.

Haha, nice! I completely lost track at Voya Nui as well (in fact, it takes a jog to my memory to recall that Voya Nui isn't the newest thingie...er, right?) and now I'm just a babbling...babbler. I like to pretend that it stopped at Metru Nui, and after they all went to Metru-Nui, they came back, and just lived out Motago stories at Mata-Nui.

Hmm...being in a different school environment, I can't relate to that. I can certainly relate to irritation, isolation, etc. however. I'll pray for you. Keep working hard as you're doing. And keep checking yourself to make sure that you're doing it for your own educational benefit and not "to get" anyone else. I'm sure you'll be fine.

I loooove soccer. I just got back from a Boy's Retreat. My brother was there (yaay! Back from the Academy for a bit) and we were on the same team when we played soccer. I scored 5 goals. He scored 7. It was amazingly fun. One of the goals I scored was hilarious...I took a corner kick, and somehow the ball bent into the net. Beee-yootiful.

If I recall correctly, some band called AIK did Hero and Caught In A Dream. ...I have no clue whatsoever if they've done anything else however. I looked for their stuff, and it was about as easy to find as a Toa stone.

Whoa! That sounds pretty shweet!

That's the same with me...except that I'm utterly abominable at clock management...and I haven't written stuff apart from school for a long time. Although I started writing something today - a personal narrative. My brother always says I should start writing again. Things just seem really crazy in my mind with things to do - but really, it's in my mind. I just get so bogged down with all the hobbies that I want to do that I end up not doing any of them...and wasting time on trivial things. So I think now, instead of worrying about what I'm not doing, or what I "need to put off" I think I'm just going to start doing something. Anyway. That's my rant inspired by your post.

I just need the Denver Broncos to win their last game on the 31st for it to end on a high note... This year has been chock full of new things for me as well. The biggest thing was my brother going off to the Air Force Academy though. Thank God he's home for Christmas and New Year's. So it ends on a high note whether or not my Broncos win. Happy New Year's! Be sure and give your family a big hug! They're worth it.

Yeh...it really is amazing. And sad. It's just a really humbling experience in every sort of way.

Yeehaw! Congrats <dd>! *runs off to read her songfic*

Ah yes...the mediator. The diplomat. The gravy. Wait...gravy? Ah, yes...the gravy... "We don't quarrel at all." Reminds me of how my brother and I are now. In the year leading up to his going off to the Academy (this past year) we were probably never upset with each other for more than a few minutes...because we knew how pointless it was. It grew more and more until it came to a point where moments after we said something we shouldn't have - out came the request for forgiveness. I guess that's...that's...maturity! *Nooo!* I need to go procrastinate on homework then to stop this terrible process.

I cried a little bit. It was touching. Reminds of all your other great stories. Very well done. <dd>. Fits in perfectly with the overcast Saturday morning. Dark...but with hope that lingers in the background...