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It’s here, it’s here! The day to celebrate our deer! Hope your birthday is filled with delight @Bambi! Thanks for all the kindness and light you bring to the site! 🍰🦌 Honorary art: https://flic.kr/p/2oPnJqK
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Sugar Plum Poppy! Her Christmas gift. Wanted to make a camo cardigan for Pug, but he’s sometimes a fashionably disagreeable little slug. 6.5 hours Made from a shrunken thermal shirt, scraps, and serged 3x fullness skirt from grandma’s basement gingham roll. Pops, being a gracious midnight-thirty model. Decorating Without: A fireplace, a plan, energy, budget, indoor lights Or a tree! ♫Every morning, every evening Ain't we got fun? Not much money, oh, but honey Ain't we got fun?♫ We’ve excluded the tree for the past few years for certain reasons, and I threw away all our Santa stuff for similar causes, but haven’t gotten around to making any proper ornament hanging boards. These are canvas paintings,with tablecloths safety-pinned on, then window screen mesh for the hooks to hang on. Then covered in outdoor net lighting because that’s what I rummaged out of the shed. Decorating style: Spending New Year's, Christmas, Thanksgiving and Halloween in the hospital a few years ago taught me that you can do a lot with paper, paint and glitter. So much glitter. Bet it still haunts the crevices of that common room in its shiny glory. That was the greatest decorating experience of my life, that blessed craft tote. They dropped it off with the instructions of “This unit’s been asked to make ornaments for the lobby tree”. Only superglued the scissors together three times. Dragged a bunch of dirty magnolia cones in from a pass, dunked in glitter. Can’t believe the nurses let us go so wild with it. The whole unit got hit by a paper blizzard. Nurses FTW. Yay! Poster-board painted into a brick fireplace and paper ice sickle garland materialized then, now has evolved into this stuff. Wish I had more energy to make a snowstorm. Swiped this extra banana box and turned it into a 3D fireplace. Top box bricks are cut from foamy sheets, then spray painted the whole thing metallic silver. Ribbon edge & tablecloth wrap for lower box. Plug-in candlestick to illuminate the fake fire. Wanted to pry the light off the wall because ugly, but parents, so switched the bulb to a flame-type and we’re now going with the “Yep, definitely a chimney” cover story. Two dogs might have been snoozing under this card table in their crates/castles. Pops’ Mega Bloks doghouse castle has somehow stayed intact with daily use for a year now. Superglue magic? This might not be an ancient barn basket that one scrubbed the mold off of with dish soap. Recently occurred to me that I wouldn’t have to cut new card stock icesicles each year with lamination powers. Garland also could be artificial wreaths cut open and twisted together into a straight strip. TV looked ugly to me so covered that up. My dad’s very-WIP train village. Always beats me to prime (LEGO train) location. The poor engine is somewhat disassembled at the moment. Not sure what the story is behind this: Our ornaments, a finely curated collection. AKA: The Ornament Hall of Shame: Random toys, odd, old items we didn’t have another use for, a few creatures I’ve created over the years, and some my mom describes as “We hadn’t any ornaments and tried to make some”. Sent these few particularly sickly ones to the ornament hospital. I didn’t take before photos, but I promise, they did look worse than this. Translation: I don’t know what to do, spray paint and super glue? Angel was before a doll I made supposedly of my mom (sorry, mom!) out of a ping-pong ball and wooden clothespin. Green thing was a nut I found outside a hospital and for some reason, really fancied. My first attempt to crochet, circa long ago.. Was supposed to be a strawberry…I think...or a nightmare. Napoleon, the sweetest baby duck from the first trio, painted salt dough,. Almost-one-eyed marshmallow from ages ago, also tried knitting then. XD. Sewn snowman. Mr. Narwhal and blanketstitch bunny, from Idon'tknow. Nutcrackers also got mini-makeovers, mostly their eye designs, because they will always sort of freak me out. Dining room didn't escape deranged decor, either. 2020 brought the fun permanent edition of a curtainwall and string lights, year-round merry & bright. New snowmen made from an unconventional material, and lotion bottle lady, old candy lights into ornaments, no material is off-limits. Nothing is sacred. The new neighb-ornaments. 13.5 hours for four. Stiff felt, beads and blanket stitches. Some sewn while sipping Barium milkshake and getting injected with Gallium. PET scan. The truth of what my primary patterns look like: + Peppermint bark brownies and gingersnaps, photo circa 4:53 am..and 40 minutes later... *limping and questioning if going to die of tired, but no regrets. I have good tiiiimes* [TOPSECRET] Plan left for delivery because: 1: Flipped sleep. 2: Love for people but fear of talking to them. 3: Miracle mom agreed to do door-to-door delivery (Bonus bribe, though). Card making method tests. Ran out of time to do a painting for them, just used my pencil drawing. Printed 4x6 ones on card stock and laminated. made base-cards by gluesticking wrapping paper over card stock folds. Finally realized it would be easier to copy the inner greeting onto card stock and cut out instead of hand-writing each one. Sixteen, I think? Gold star Gliiiter. Still everywhere. Even found a piece in a loaf of cinnamon bread I’d made. Stuck it all together with double side tape, this stuff is miraculous. So fortunate to be able to use all these adhesives/tapes/supplies again without allergic reactions. It’s much easier than using one brand of not-so-great glue in everything. Imfreeeeeee! Speaking of which, I discovered it’s possible to make a Thanksgiving dinner using 4 slices of bread. I nearly cried tears of joy because it tasted like the real thing. The tiny table is a water filter stand and a cake pan. My mom said it was sad, I disagree, it made me incredibly happy. Wild to reflect the medical madness holiday tradition crash of the past. .. [The following content is a backlash against Hallmark movie depictions of life] I haven’t seen many relatives in almost a decade, severe peanut allergy and illness, travel wasn’t feasible. Then Alpha-gal allergy hit..or, more accurately, bit. ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alpha-gal_allergy ) I had to prep all my own food separately from my family using under 15-20 raw ingredients that weren’t cross-processed/fertilized with mammal products. Contacted every company. Had to make my own “flour” for “bread”, out of rice I ran through a coffee grinder and baked in a separate toaster oven. And scrub all produce in baking soda to get off the wax. Dedicated no-dairy/mammal cooking utensils. Mammal meats were entirely banned from entering our house. One member of my family didn’t follow rules. Profound stress. Airborne reactions. Wearing gloves in public to avoid skin-reactions and throat constriction (Frozen’s Elsa was quite relatable!) I am so profoundly sorry for how my allergy grieved my family during these times. My heart goes out to anyone who's been in a similar situation. We skipped all holiday cooking, travel, normalcy, for those 2.5 years. I begged every day and night “Please let alpha-gal allergy go away, please don’t let me have another allergic reaction”…for about two years, before pretty much surrendering. Then one day, sweet freedom returned. Thank goodness it isn’t always permanent. What a miracle. I was able to eat and cook everything imaginable from late 2017-2020. It was a dream. Magical how losing a lot makes the “little things”, those once taken for granted, like literal gold. [I made the real Thanksgiving meal for my family, as I can cook/touch all food now (yay!) even if I cannot eat it for new reasons. Doctors have dubbed me a mystery Zebra ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zebra_(medicine) It’s not seeming Celiac, and nothing aside from breads and bullion since August. Crazy, but I’m still here?! Three months until an opening for a more complex repeat of a failed GI procedure. And others. 1.5 years until genetics clinic. One day I hope to blog about these medical misadventures. Strange stories are stacking into a tall Google Doc. The chapters come quickly. It is funny to admit, but that worry over getting a diagnosis has vanished. No pressure to prove anything, anymore. And that’s brought an unexplainable, sweet contentment. I’m so glad, just to be here. I guess I surrender, again. A repeat of that old lesson. Oops. I am not proud of how many years I wasted by choosing fear. What a gift it is, to be alive! The present!] *Time for mom appreciation post* My mom wanted to figure out what her passion was. So she said she would try to knit again, this time a dishcloth. I told her I couldn’t bear to see her art used as a mere rag. So I asked her to knit multiple and I’d sew them into a Child’s cardigan. She was terrified, but she did it to please her precious grandchild. Her: “You know, we just aren’t right, Sara” Me: I know! *grinning* Her diligent weave work: Then assembled during Macy’s Parade: Child’s Christmas present, now wrapped: (Hat made from extra square test piece, I just added elastic, crochet straps and a pom.) And then she moved onto this test hat using 50 cents-worth of experiment yarn. She made it for me (appropriate Zebra colors), but Mum had to model. She made a pom scarf too, but it wasn't done during this forest frolic. The same pattern with "proper" product. Convinced her it should be for the bro’s Christmas, so he feels loved (like Mum!) I can’t believe he’s here this year! Dubbed the “Silver Tuna” Set. She used a pattern by Sheep and Stitch. Made her some quick tags. Leather acrylic stamped tags for official feels. Not the best stamp, but okay for now. 1.25" strips of cotton secured with Steam-a-Seam. Knitknitknit. So beautiful when people pursue their passions. I am rejoicing over her newfound creative zeal! ;_; Paper Packages tied up with strings. Trying to figure out how to wrap stuff in a non-blobbly manner, I've never excelled at this. Spent too long covering this box in fabric for a cousin: This may or may not be the very top of our now-rejected-tree. Needed for styling. My brother's masks, I didn't ask... How to spam parents in person with doodle thank you's Poor Mum. https://youtu.be/Ic520e0UvR4 [I still don’t know how to embed videos here. Sorry.] Wishing you a merry, goofy, or whatever-you-like little Christmas, or whatever it is you celebrate!
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_y1yuqwlko It's official, everyone. New Pokemon are coming to Pokemon Go! Later this week, over 80 Gen 2 Pokemon will become available to catch in the game. The baby Pokemon of Gen 2 have already been available to be caught from catching eggs. But these will be catchable by throwing Pokeballs at them. There will also be new berries as well as items that help to evolve certain Pokemon. I don't know much about them as of this entry, but more info will probably be released for them soon. I've been waiting for this announcement for a long time. I still play Pokemon Go on a daily basis. Not to the extent that I did a few months ago, but I play it enough to get the daily bonuses. This, however, will most likely give me a reason to play it a lot more, and I can't wait to get back on the hunt for catching new Pokemon. What do you guys think of this announcement? Are you excited that Gen 2 Pokemon are coming to Pokemon Go?
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Lego Space has been a big thing for me recently. So I decided to tie every single subtheme of it together as best I could. Criticism/comments appreciated. After years of research and work, the people of Lego Town are finally able to launch a large fleet of space explorers. The CLASSIC explorers, as they would come to be known, station themselves on the moon and begin studying it and exploring the surface. Eventually they discover a cache of rare materials, and one of the higher ranking officers is struck by greed. He and his followers steal the materials, launch an assault on the main base and take off into the depths in their ships, forming the BLACKTRON. They will go on to plunder power sources from around the galaxy, becoming more deadly in their attempts to rule all of space. The other astronauts are able to bounce back from this betrayal and form themselves into the FUTURON. They have more advanced weaponry and vehicles, but are largely still an exploration crew. They create a SPACE POLICE subdivision to counter the marauding Blacktron pirates. After several clashes, the Space Police are forced to destroy, not capture, most of the Blacktron. They do, however, take some of the more important officers into custody. With space now considered a safe zone and with the Futuron having established a firm colony on the moon, Earth launches a second, more advanced exploration team, the EXPLORIENS. The Exploriens travel deeper into Space and encounter an icy planet; they create a small ICE PLANET detachment. They feel the ice planet could hold the secrets of the Lego world's past. They also encounter a few other alien species. Several years later, the Blacktron have rallied more support from the depths of space and have rebuilt themselves into the more militarized BLACKTRON 2. However, the Space Police expected a new threat and also upgraded into SPACE POLICE 2. The new Blacktron have incredibly powerful ships and cloaking devices, allowing them to initiate many successful raids on the Futuron and even some direct assaults on Earth. The Space Police cannot match them, and contract the Ice Planet astronauts to build a powerful satellite that will disable all Blacktron ships. Meanwhile, the peaceful ZOTAXIANS (Insectoids) that have been fleeing from the tyrannical HUMORLESS (U.F.O.) have been forced from both their home planet and the insect world where they had hidden. They wind up on the ice planet and help to defend the odyssey base from the Humorless. The Humorless easily overpower both groups and the satellite is destroyed. A few Zotaxians are able to escape with the main branch of Exploriens. Without the satellite they relied on, the Space Police are destroyed by Blacktron and the Futuron are terrorized and relocate to the dark side of the moon. The Futuron split into two groups: the militaristic UNITRON, and the worker-class M-TRON. Both groups are constantly sabotaged by the mysterious SPYRIUS, whose origins are clouded. The Blacktron are considered the rulers of space. Many years later, Earth launches a third team in secret to Mars, in the hopes that they will find new allies to counteract Blacktron and Spyrius, as well as the lurking Humorless. The LOM team meets friendly Martians and establishes a base there, free from Blacktron influence. A few years later, after contact is lost with the LoM team, another group is sent. They are tasked with discovering the fate of the Martians and the LoM agents as well as collecting energy crystals for a new space presence.... This MARS MISSION team finds the Martians and LoM agents dead, but it is not the work of Blacktron or Spyrius.... The ALIENS attack, invaders from another part of the galaxy. They also try to claim the crystals, but the efforts of the heroic Mars Mission group defeats them. However, the leader of the Aliens leaves them with a grim message: This is only the beginning. The energy they collected was for SPACE POLICE 3. These third generation officers track and arrest the evil Humorless and rogue Zotaxians, as well as other galactic scum. The Spyrius manage to evade them, but they find a match in Blacktron. Earth is later attacked by the CONQUEST ALIENS, a more evolved form of the aliens encountered on Mars. However, Earth has been preparing and launches the ADU. The Conquest Aliens stand no chance and are quickly defeated. The ADU upgrades their gear for deep space and heads off to find the source of this threat. The GALAXY SQUAD tangles with the true masterminds of the invasion, the BUGGOIDS. Their clash continues to this day. *collapses onto floor*
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Welcome, one and all, to the birth of a legend, the BIONICAVE! I just now got a YEAR-LONG PREMIER MEMBERSHIP, which I will milk 'till it's dry. First, I would like to thank GSR for giving me the membership. And that's about all the thanking to be done. ANYWAYS, the Bionicave shall be the home of all of my nerdgasms, stories, and real-life rants on an (almost) daily basis! See ya in the forums! (oh, and here.)
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I was recently going through possible game purchases, when I thought: Perhaps you guys could tell me what I should get, considering you probably have more experience than I do in that field. So, in this topic, it's not just me you're recommending to. This is for anyone to look at and see the opinions of other BZP members, and what games they approve. Only two things I must note that are important: Rule: no number rating systems. Info: You may get insulted by other people's opinions, but please don't fight about it. Well, what are you waiting for!? Hop to it!
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Well, I`m back. This honestly took much longer than I thought. I thought that they turned out well, let me know what You think. Seriously though, try to find a Dedede or Meta knight Anywhere made out of Bionicle or LEGO. ... Oops, links don`t work. | Well, if you scroll down a bit \/ Chro placed some properly working Links. Thanks, Chro! A little backstory on Masked Dedede: He was actually a boss in Kirby super star ultra for the Nintendo ds. His hammer can shoot missiles and charge up his super spin. He was re-introduced as a boss in Kirby triple deluxe on the Nintendo 3ds, releasing this may. As for Meta Knight, well-If you've played Super Smash Bros. Brawl, you know who he is. If not, there are tons of brilliant sources everywhere where you may learn more. If I was explaining Meta Knight, I would be here all day. I hope you enjoyed it, and please vote for it in BZP's 67th contest! Have fun! More info on King Dedede. http://kirby.wikia.com/wiki/King_Dedede
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY Watashi Wa!
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Last piece for this art dump, and another BZPRPG work. (I promise, someday I'll actually draw canon characters.) Here we have a fun little character known as Zauk, a Toa of Lightning who's mental state is more than a bit questionable after last arc. Or last last arc, whatever it was. Here he's having fun dealing with some dark, nebulous figure that may or may not be an incarnation of his darker side. Was enjoyable to make, especially the Kanohi. Directions To Work Here. Should be routine by now, comments and critique yay.
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It's an exhausting hairstyle, but also... I don't know, it feels funny. And since I am not really considering dreads at the moment this is the best alternative for a day or two. xD In other words, tried it out today and it looked better than I'd feared . ^^
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He shook the present near his ear, trying to guess what it might be. It was a box with things that shook inside. Peanuts? He ripped the paper off. A box of treats. He dared let his hopes rise. The second was small and oblong, like a pencil case. But when he peeled it open, it was a collar with a nametag in the shape of a heart. His eyes lit up as he turned to the largest box. It was almost half as tall as he was. It was loosely wrapped, with holes along the sides for air holes. And only one kind of present needed to breathe. “We got a puppy!!!” He squealed, grabbing a fistful of shredded wrapping paper up in the air, and it snowed down around him. He shredded off the wrapping paper of the last box, and the stood stock still, hardly daring to breath. Slowly, very slowly, he reached out and placed a shy hand on the lid. “Go ahead, son. Open it!” His mother beamed at him. Beside her, his father nodded encouragingly. Taking a deep breath, he flipped the lid of the box off and saw… “ITS EMPTY!!!!!” he wailed. His own cry woke him up. But he breathed a sigh of relief. It was only a nightmare. He reached for his glasses on the night stand, and saw the time. 6:23 AM. Conflicted, he sat in bed for thirty seconds. Finally, he decided he couldn’t stand it anymore. Usually his mother and father opened presents together, after breakfast. But this Christmas, it had to be different. So much was at stake. He had to know if his nightmare was a reality. It was really eating at him. And besides, if there really was a puppy, it might be awake already, and very scared, wondering why it was in a box. He had to save it. He galloped down the stairs and saw a modest pile of presents at the foot of the wobbly, delicate tree. He didn't like these trees, but it was his mother's favorite kind, for some reason. It wasn’t until he turned on the lights that he saw what he was looking for. A large box, in snowflake wrapping paper, that was almost half as tall as he was. But first, he dug through the other presents. He found the box that rattled, and opened it. Treats! Shifting through the pile, he found the oblong present. Except it was a roll of socks for his father. Embarrassed, he shoved the opened present under the sofa. He picked out the only other oblong present. It was a collar! Small and adorable, and just right for a puppy. It had a square nametag, though, not a heart. And finally, he turned to the large box that was half as tall as he was. Without any of the hesitation of his dream-self, he ripped the lid off and reached inside and pulled out… “A kitten!?!” He wailed in dismay. Throwing the kitten back in the box and slamming the lid on top, he began to cry. Not just little sniffles either. Big, obnoxious wails that make a wheezing, diabetic walrus sound attractive. “What? Tony, what are you doing awake so early?” His father looked at the opened presents, having stumbled halfway down the stairs to peer into the family room. “What happened to our tradition? Opening presents as a family?!” Tony was too distraught to answer any of his father’s questions. Between sobs and gulps of air, he howled, “This is the worst Christmas ever!! Santa told me we were getting a puppy!!!" "Well, Santa can't do everything," his father sighed. "Santa can go chew on a stinkbug! I hate him!" the child blubbered. Fat tears rolled down his face. Sighing again, heavily, his father clamped a hand on his son's shoulder and looked him in the eye. He began to give him a lecture. He started with Thanksgiving, and for each day between the two holidays, he gave a reason why Tony should be thankful for what he has. Neither father nor son noticed the small gray and white striped kitten nose its way out of the box. --- Lights! Bright, beautiful lights! And that scent! Like winter and spunk in the air. The kitten scrambled over the pile of presents towards the source of this wonder. It was a playhouse! With shiny, solid rain drops hanging from the sides of it. Tentative, the kitten batted at one of the shiny objects. It swung back and forth charmingly. Perking up its ears with glee, the kitten batted at the object again. But it went flying off the playhouse! Oh no! Frozen, it watched the object sail through the air. The large, shouting animals standing in the corner, a large one with a deep scary voice, and a small chubby one with keening cries that hurt its ears, didn't see the object fly, or land safely on a cushy, plush chair. Letting out its breath, the kitten went to explore the playhouse. There were steps spiraling up through the spicy green prickles. Such an adventure! Up, up up, the kitten climbed, stopping to smell a curious smell here, pausing to reach out and poke another shiny object there, and occasionally untangling itself from a vine that wasn't alive, but still grew berries that glowed with life somehow. At the top of the pointy playhouse, through the rafters, the kitten could see a star. Instinctively, it wanted to reach the star, to be on top of the world and look down in the superior way that only cats can manage. Standing as high as it possibly could, the kitten stood up on its back legs, tiny needlepoint claws digging into the rough brown surface in its playhouse for security. It's bright amber eyes were focused on the star, and it reached up, almost in a trance. It didn't notice the tree swaying dangerously back and forth until it was too late. --- With a yowl that was drowned in the people's yelling, the kitten leapt awkwardly from the tree as it toppled down, down, down, straight for the small crying child. The kitten landed gracefully by some feline miracle on the soft plush chair next to the ornament, purring with contentment. Finally, it was quiet, no wailing to hurt its ears. Unconscious children don't cry. --- End (Written originally as a Write Off, then modified casually for the Flash Fiction Contest. Nothing serious, just spur of the moment stuff. Moral is, love kittens no matter what.)
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Hope ya have a great 19th birthday, Xaeraz!
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I just/wonder what I could write about... studying physics is still kinda fun, I passed the most crucial exams, two important ones are still ahead of me but that's not really a bad thing ( I bet I'll think differently in a week, but we'll see... then again, I can still worry about it later, right... ^^) My current daily routine is fairly boring, though; go to university, be silly with 'friends' (... whaaat, it takes a bit 'till I consider someone a friend... suspicious Taka is suspicious ><), hear stuff that confuses me (maths), hear cool/interesting stuff(physics), go home, homework, sleep, start over again next day. I guess that also causes the lack of interesting blog entries. :/ What else...eh. Oh right, some minor IRL troubles. Mostly a 'friend' (not one of those I mentioned earlier; someone else.) acting weirdly and doing things that would require AT LEAST a sincere apology to get a bit better again. Yes, I am angry. <.< Apart from that everything's okay, though.
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So, I just noticed that my blog is quickly (or not-so-quickly) approaching both 200 entries and 1,000 comments. I was thinking it might be nice to celebrate one of these occasions with something special. I was contemplating holding a contest or something in my blog, with the winner receiving a Real Prize. Or maybe holding a draw for an Authentic BIONICLE Piece. You know, something special and fun. Give me your feedback and/or ideas? I want to make it special, and I want it to be fun, just because I'm excited that my blog has made it this far. (also go away bfa no one wants to hear about your 1400 entries or 15,000 comments)
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Yes, I know: on BZP, that doesn't mean a lot. Most of us love LEGO, right? But this guy's got all of us beat, because he displays his love for LEGO in his name!That's right, it's Legolover-361's seventeenth birthday today!Along with loving LEGO, LL spends his time being an accomplished and well-known writer and roleplayer, and he has earned many people's respect in many ways until now we really have no choice but to love him. And even if we did have a choice, we'd still love him, because he's one of the most awesome people around!Especially because mustache. :3Happy birthday buddy! I hope this year is the best one yet!
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The drawing I'm making for a great friend of mine is inching closer to completion. <3
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So, my homeschooling league has a big P/E class once a week, using the President's Physical Fitness Testing system. Well, once you reach high school, the bar is raised considerably, and I wasn't able to get any more than "Participation" through middle school. Well, this past school year I've finally kicked my muscles in gear, and all year I've been doing considerably well. Of course, I was still getting "National" on roughly half the things (and "Presidential," the highest, on sit-ups [i'm really fast on those, easily getting sixty in a minute]), and I was just gonna be content about doing better than I have the past few years. Yesterday was testing day for the group, and I did exceptionally well, getting National in everything but the mile and shuttle runs. I was disappointed, due to being off by thirty and point two seconds in each, respectively. So we went home, but I was happy. Well, today, a family (consisting of two of my best friends and their brother and sister) that hadn't been able to come (due to dual private schooling and homeschooling) yesterday wanted to do it this morning. My mom, the coordinator, said sure, and asked me if I wanted to try one for time. I said yeah, why not, and went with her. Well, I got National on everything through the beginning. Then I got to the shuttle run, my arch nemesis for as long as I've been doing this (a.k.a. since I was four). I'd only managed to get National one year of my life, due to this. Yesterday, I was (as stated) point two seconds off the time. Today, I got the time I needed (9.9 seconds). Celebration ensued. By two best friends got what the wanted (the older being my age). So then the last thing in our way was the one mile run. A few weeks ago I had managed to get ten seconds off the time (7:44), but I was pretty much dead after that. So I didn't have too much hope. And I didn't run 7:44; I ran 7:19. The fastest I've ever run. Ridiculously fast for me. So after that eyesore of me venting my happiness, I'll just leave my thoughts for getting National here: yay
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"This Day Aria." Just because it's one of my favorite three pony songs. I mean, the transitioning was great, both voices were beautiful, and it was just awesome.
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So, I haven't really talked about the fact that I'm going to Guatemala for a week come August, have I? Well, I'm going on a week-long missions trip with my church to Guatemala this August. I'm excited. And I've already got the $1,100 estimated for the cost. That's a big feat right there, and of course I give credit to God but no religious discussion kthxbai. So yeah, I'm going to go, do stuff, and bring back the biggest sword I can fit in my suitcase. =3 Anything else I should do if I have spare time?
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It's Leap Day, also known as my birthday. ;)Turned 16 and 4(Leap Years) today. :3
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What took you so long, soldier? But yeah, good to have you back, Tohu. =3
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