Okay, anime lovers, I need suggestions. What should I watch?
I've watched Loveless, Ouran High School Host Club, and now Fruits Basket. I'm getting addicted. I need more!

For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate. Now if I do what I do not want, I agree with the law, that it is good. So now it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells within me. For I know that nothing good dwells in me, that is, in my flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I keep on doing. Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells within me.

So I find it to be a law that when I want to do right, evil lies close at hand.

I can't defend my religion at all. I always get angry when people offend my religion with their ignorance, so I can't say a word to make them even think twice.

I know we aren't done with 10th grade yet, but we have less than a month left. (Plus, I'm bored. It's two in the morning, and there's something in my eye...)

This year was very good to me. I grew spiritually, matured, and became outgoing. Tonight I went through all of my blogs - all the way back to September. Most of them were really lame, and some were shocking. I went from being the type of person I hate to being the type of person I like.

I thought AP Euro was going to be terrible. I was right. It was terrible. But the challenge to actually work hard was fun. I learned about DBQs and FRQs and the evilness lurking behind every multiple choice question. Now it's over! No more! I'm glad we're ending the year this way. I have so much more respect for Mr. Cooper and my classmates.

In October of 2006 we started actually talking to Mr. Starkey. I remember being surprised that he was a cool person. Then we started Creative Writing up. It's really too bad that it didn't work out as planned. We didn't meet up that much and I never wrote anything for it. As much as we've talked to Starkey, and as cool as he may be, I feel like I don't know him at all. Then again, can you really know your teachers?

At the very beginning of the year, I knew I'd like Mr. Smith. I remember him telling me to pass things out to people on the first day of class, which we held outside under the tree. We talked to him a lot this year. He became a teacher-pal (but never a friend, Heaven forbin). At the present time I'm angry with him, but it will soon pass. As for his class, I'll never remember any of it.

I remember Mrs. Junker being a bad math teacher in First Semester. She talked so fast and left no time for us to write things down. Now I think she's pretty swell. My math class, of course, never failed to entertain. (And that is all I'm saying about the matter...)

Mr. Hervey will always be a favorite teacher. He's great. I don't know what else to say about him. In 9th grade I was kind of scared to get a new Bible teacher, even though we changed Bible teachers numerous times in 8th grade. But I learned that he was way cool despite his dislike of freshman (which I now understand). This year he hold the #1 Favorite Teacher title because he has never made me angry and he's hilarious. (Also, his blogs are interesting.)

Art class was extremely fun. I thought it would be so boring, but the people are great. It's a small class, so mostly everyone gets along. And, of course, we have funny people so getting work done is next to impossible... but we manage. Mrs. Zale is a great teacher, too. I got to know some people (though I cannot say I made friends with them) and realized that my classmates aren't as stupid as they may seem...

I choose not to recall Spanish II this year. I dread Monday, for it is a day 6, which means I have Spanish first. If I never write a blog again, it is because the class has killed me.

We made some friends this year. I got to know Jamie and Stephanie really well, though I might have left others behind in the process. We added Anthony to our group of friends. People say we're obsessed with him, but... Okay, yeah. We kind of are. But that kid is so fun. And who cares about Mr. Smith and his stupid thing about boys "keeping their options open?" Certainly not I! Not tonight!

Catalina brought me closer to my dear friends Jamie, Stephanie, and Kelli. We made so many memories there. It's paradise there, simply because God is so easily seen. We could be ourselves there. And when the fire broke out just recently, I felt like my world was crumbing down. Thank God it was no where near Emerald Bay, and now the fire is pretty contained (I think).


The end. I don't think anything else will happen in a month. If someone dies, I'll let you know.