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| as some of you guys know, i have a job now, praise GOD, but ironically, all i want right now is to hang out with friends. i don't want to work. that's silly, right? afterall, i am home. i do travel to go to school and school=work. so on summer break, i go and find myself some more work to do? ugh... i'm tired. i considered working overtime today and i'm really glad i didn't. should i tomorrow? i don't know. i'm so tired, i could go to bed now, and it's only 8:10pm. and yet i've been yawning all day. as for my work, it is quite mindless work. it pays well, but i do get bored. i find my mind wandering everywhere. i wish i could use that time to do something. i use it to memorize verses sometimes, but you can only do so much memorizing without the Bible right there infront of you, you know? once you have a verse down, you can't go on to the next cuz you don't know what it is. i didn't think of doing so today, but i suppose i could work on ideas for my novel as i work. i used to do that all the time before i fell asleep, but recently, i get excited thinking, causing my brain to become active and not allowing me to sleep. yes, work would be a good time to think about it. well, i'm going to go do something. i should do my knee excercises, at least some of them. i think i'll go listen to today's episode of adventures in oddessey online while i do them. GOD bless! Love and miss you all! (it's easy to miss even those you had seen the morning of when your mind is absolutely free to think as it pleases) Steph | | |
| HERO By: Superchick
No one sits with him, he doesn’t fit in
But we feel like we do when we make fun of him
Cause you want to belong do you go along?
Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong
It’s not like you hate him or want him to die
But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide
Or he comes back to school with a gun at his side
Any kindness from you might have saved his life
TAG: Heroes are made when you make a choice
CHORUS:
You could be a hero
Heroes do what’s right
You could be a hero
You might save a life
You could be a hero, you could join the fight
For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right
No one talks to her, she feels so alone
She’s in too much pain to survive on her own
The hurt she can’t handle overflows to a knife
She writes on her arm, wants to give up her life
Each day she goes on is a day that she’s brave,
Fighting the lie that giving up is the way,
Each moment of courage her own life she saves
When she throws the pills out a hero is made
TAG/CHORUS
No one talks to him about how he lives
He thinks that the choices he makes are just his
Doesn’t know he’s a leader with the way he behaves
And others will follow the choices he’s made
He lives on the edge, he’s old enough to decide
His brother who wants to be him is just nine
He can do what he wants because it’s his right
The choices he makes change a nine year olds life
TAG/CHORUS
Little Mikey D was the one in class
Who every day got brutally harassed
This went on for years until he decided
That never again would he shed another tear
So he walked through the door
Grabbed the 4.4 out of his father’s dresser drawer
And said I can’t take life no more
And like that a life can be lost
But this ain’t even about that
All of us just sat back
And watched it happen
Thinking it’s not my responsibility
To solve a problem that isn’t about me
This is our problem
This is just one of the daily scenarios
In which we choose to cause a rise
Instead of doing the right thing
If we make a choice
To be the voice
To those who won’t speak up for themselves
How many lives would be saved
Changed, rearranged
Now it’s our time
To pick a side
So don’t keep walking by
Not wanting to intervene
Cause you just wanna exist
And never be seen
So let’s wake up
Change the world
Our time is now
You could be a hero - (our time is now) heroes do what’s right
You could be a hero - (our time is now) you might save a life
You could be a hero - (our time is now) you could join the fight
For what’s right, for what’s right, for what’s right | | |
| hey xangers!!! it's been a while! should I update u on my life really quick? no? well, too bad, I'm going to anyways! he he so, as most of u know, I popped my knee out in October right? well, it popped again in November, and then again last month. well, guess what? I got surgery on it today! yay, and now it's over! so, basically, they went into my knee with a lazer and ya, made a few adjustments on the tissue and well, it was kinda cool cuz, I fell asleep right away after they shot me with the (how do u spell this?) anasthetics, and I woke up half way through and they had the inside of my knee projected on this tv screen! it was so cool! I wanted to watch more, but I fell asleep again! (I don't know if they put me to sleep or if I was just tired.) anyways, so that was cool, but once we were done, I couldn't feel anything from the waste down and I had to lie in this room for 3 hours waiting for my legs to wake up! my left leg (the good one) took two hrs. the right one took 3. anyways, I'm at the Davis' place now and am going to go and study for my final exams next week so I can come home happy that I passed them on Saturday, k? so, c u guys around! ^u^ STeph | | |
| > 'Dusting'
>
> First, I'm going to tell you a little about me and
> my family. My name
> is Jeff. I am a Police Officer for a city which is
> known nationwide for
> it's crime rate. We have a lot of gangs and drugs.
> At one point we were
> # 2 in the nation in homicides per capita. I also
> have a police K-9
> named Thor. He was certified in drugs and general
> duty. He retired at 3
> years old because he was shot in the line of duty.
> He lives with us now
> and I still train with him because he likes it. I
> always liked the fact
> that there was no way to bring drugs into my
house.
> Thor wouldn't allow
> it. He would tell on you. The reason I say this is
> so you understand
> that I know about drugs.
>
> I have taught in schools about drugs. My wife asks
> all our kids at
> least once a week if they used any drugs. Makes
them
> promise they won't.
>
> I like building computers occasionally and started
> building a new one
> in February 2005. I also was working on some of my
> older computers.
> They were full of dust so on one of my trips to
the
> computer store I
> bought a 3 pack of DUST OFF. Dust Off is a can of
> compressed air to blow
> dust off a computer. A few weeks later when I went
> to use one of them
> they were all used. I talked to my kids and my two
> sons both said they
> had used them on their computer and messing around
> with them. I yelled
> at them for wasting the 10 dollars I paid for
them.
>
> On February 28 I went back to the computer store.
> They didn't have the 3
> pack which I had bought on sale so I bought a
single
> jumbo can of Dust
> Off. I went home and set it down beside my
computer.
>
> On March 1st, I left for work at 10 PM. Just
before
> midnight my wife
> went down and kissed Kyle goodnight. At 5:30 am
the
> next morning Kathy
> went downstairs to wake Kyle up for school, before
> she left for work. He
> was propped up in bed with his legs crossed and
his
> head leaning over.
> She called to him a few times to get up. He didn't
> move. He would
> sometimes tease her like this and pretend he fell
> back asleep. He was
> never easy to get up. She went in and shook his
arm.
> He fell over. He
> was pale white and had the straw from the Dust Off
> can coming out of his
> mouth. He had the new can of Dust Off in his
hands.
> Kyle was dead.
>
> I am a police officer and I had never heard of
this.
> My wife is a nurse
> and she had never heard of this. We later found
out
> from the coroner,
> after the autopsy, that only the propellant from
the
> can of Dust off was
> in his system. No other drugs. Kyle had died
between
> midnight and 1 AM.
>
> I found out that using Dust Off is being done
mostly
> by kids ages 9
> through 15. They even have a name for it. It's
> called dusting. A take
> off from the Dust Off name. It gives them a slight
> high for about 10
> seconds. It makes them dizzy. A boy who lives down
> the street from us
> showed Kyle how to do this about a month before.
> Kyle showed his best
> friend. Told him it was cool and it couldn't hurt
> you. It's just
> compressed air. It can't hurt you. His best friend
> said no.
>
> Kyle was wrong. It's not just compressed air. It
> also contains a
> propellant called R2. It's a refrigerant like what
> is used in your
> refrigerator. It is a heavy gas. Heavier than air.
> When you inhale it,
> it fills your lungs and keeps the good air, with
> oxygen, out That's why
> you feel dizzy, buzzed. It decreases the oxygen to
> your brain, to your
> heart. Kyle was right. It can't hurt you. IT KILLS
> YOU.
>
> The horrible part about this is there is no
warning.
> There is no level
> that kills you. It's not cumulative or an
overdose;
> it can just go
> randomly, terribly wrong. Roll the dice and if
your
> number comes up you
> die. ITS NOT AN OVERDOSE. It's Russian Roulette.
> You don't die later.
> Or not feel good and say I've had too much. You
> usually die as you're
> breathing it in. If not you die within 2 seconds
of
> finishing "the hit."
> That's why the straw was still in Kyle's mouth
when
> he died. Why his
> eyes were still open. The experts want to call
this
> huffing. The kids
> don't believe its huffing. As adults we tend to
lump
> many things
> together. But it doesn't fit here. And that's why
> its more accepted.
> There is no chemical
> reaction, no strong odor. It doesn't follow the
> huffing signals. Kyle
> complained a few days before he died of his tongue
> hurting. It probably
> did. The propellant causes frostbite. If I had
only
> known.
>
> It's easy to say hey, it's my life and I'll do
what
> I want. But it
> isn't.
> Others are always affected. This has forever
changed
> our family's
> life. I have a hole in my heart and soul that can
> never be fixed. The
> pain is so immense I can't describe it. There's
> nowhere to run from it.
> I cry all the time and I don't ever cry. I do what
> I'm supposed to do
> but I don't really care. My kids are messed up.
One
> won't talk about it.
> The other will only sleep in our room at night.
And
> my wife, I can't
> even describe how bad she is taking this. I
thought
> we were safe because
> of Thor. I thought we were safe because we knew
> about drugs and talked
> to our kids about them.
>
> After Kyle died another story came out. A
probation
> Officer went to the
> school system next to ours to speak with a
student.
> While there he found
> a student using Dust Off in the bathroom. This
> student told him about
> another student who also had some in his locker.
> This is a rather
> affluent school system. They will tell you they
> don't have a drug
> problem there.
> They don't even have a dare or plus program there.
> So rather than
> tell everyone about this "new" way of getting high
> they found, they hid
> it. The probation officer told the media after
> Kyle's death and they,
> the school, then admitted to it. I know that if
they
> would have told the
> media and I had heard, it wouldn't have been in my
> house.
>
> We need to get this out of our homes and school
> computer labs. Using
> Dust Off isn't new and some "professionals" do
know
> about. It just isn't
> talked
> about much, except by the kids. They all seem to
> know about it. April
> 2nd was 1 month since Kyle died. April 5th would
> have been his 15th
> birthday. And every weekday I catch myself sitting
> on the living room
> couch at 2:30 in the afternoon and waiting to see
> him get off the bus. I
> know Kyle is in heaven but I cant help but wonder
If
> I died and went to
> Hell. | | |
| we had our all Faith Academy March of Bands last night. all the kids from 5 grade through 12 grade (130 of them!! ) had a concert. the first song and last song of the concert was with all 130 kids! was crazy with practices. we only had 2 (thank goodness). it was cool. all the bands did great. (5th grade band played Sakura. lol for all my Japanese friends) us High Schoolers did 1- Oliver 2- Just a Closer Walk With Thee 3- The Prince of Egypt 4- In the Mood I really liked all the songs! If and when I get pictures, maybe I'll get them up here... maybe (^u^) while playing at the concert, I realized I'd never thanked some people who were important in me getting to this point in my musical life. (i won't quite use the word carreer yet) 1- GOD!!! Thank you for giving me the gift and oppertunities to play flute for you. 2- Uncle Ray and Aunty Satomi- You guys starting Super Band is what got me started. If it weren't for you guys, I may have not ever played flute in my life. 3- My Daddy- Thanks for helping me learn to play flute in the very beggining and sticking with me throughout the years when I needed help. 4- Mrs. Barbie Kelley- Thanks for giving me those private flute lessons! If it weren't for that, I definately would not have been good enough even for Middle School Advanced Band last year! (and thanks for teaching me to hold my flute up straight!) 5- My current band teachers, Mr. Ekstrand and Miss Barkmen- You guys constantly challenge me in the music you guys pick for the band.  ya... many more ppl I could thank. I just covered the basics here! ppl! u've been so inspiring!
love Stephb | | |
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