I just have to say this: IMacs are the most vile pieces of technology on the planet.

Due to mysterious problems with the internet on my lovely Windows 98 I have not been able to check the Blogs I frequent or post on my own. Also, due to my lack of interesting life occurrences, I have not felt the need to post. But, for several reasons, (one of them being Andy's persistence) I now feel the need to post.

Those of you who spoke to me on Monday may be interested to know that my French test went very well. I haven't received my grade yet, but I'm pretty confident that I did reasonably well. But, that really isn't the reason I posted at all. I have more important things to rant about!

Yesterday was probably one of the best days of my life. It was tiring, exciting, and heart-wrenching all at the same time. Yesterday afternoon I got on the internet and logged on to AIM. I hung out for a while and chatted, then quit to go eat some pizza. After I finished eating my dinner (which was delicious by the way) I grabbed my Biology homework and headed back to my computer. I, once again, logged on and began chatting while studying for my Bio test. I noticed that Peter was on , but he had his away message up, I had this strange feeling that Peter actually was around, so I tried to get his attention and it turned out my guess was right, he was there. I talked to him for a while, he seemed a little down, so I tried to encourage him by telling him how much God loves him and cares about him, even when it seems like other people aren't. Much to my surprise and to delight, Peer seemed interested in discussing the subject. But sadly, I soon had to leave for choir practice at my church, I apologized profusely, then headed out to church, all this while praying for Peter's salvation.

When I got to church, I enlisted the help of my many Christian friends, pleading with them to pray for Peter that night. When I got home, I didn't immediately return to my computer, I really needed to study for that bio test, but thankfully, I knew the material better than I had thought and was able to return to my computer after only 15-20 minutes of intense study.

As soon as I logged on I dove into theology with Peter, I won't bore you wit the details of our discussion, but, needless to say, it was taxing for both parties. While talking to Peter, I enlisted the help of my other Christin friends who were on AIM at the time. Peter now had at least 13 people praying for him, wile I was trying to sway him. Finally, after intense prayer and a lot of discussion, at approximately 11:45 PM on Dec. 10, 2003, Peter Sandin accepted Jesus Christ as his Savior. I was simply delighted, and I still am.

After telling him to pray hard and get some rest, I retired to my bed. I could barely sleep, I kept on thinking of all of the wonderful things that were in store for Peter. Today every time I thought about Peter's new found joy I couldn't help but smile.

I know that Peter's journey from here on out will not be perfect or easy, but I also know that he will be rewarded for those trials he will endure in the end. My prayer is now that Peter will be blessed by his new-found heavenly father, and I praise God that I was given the opportunity to have a hand in another one of God's children coming home.

God Bless

Today marks the most interesting day of my high school career.

There I was, 7th period, sitting in Health class finishing some tedious book work. While most other people worked in pairs and groups of three, I had opted to work alone, knowing I could complete the assignment in much speedier fashion if I did so. I had been working for a while when a guy was standing next my desk, talking to someone on my right. Because Miss. Skyles (our teacher) was out of the room, he stood there for some time, not having to worry about the wrath of our twenty-three year-old taskmaster. I was quite annoyed by his presence because the space between the rows of desks are quite small and he was practically sitting on my desk, but after a while he went back to sit at his own desk. A short time later, the partner of the person this guy had been talking to said something I found quite strange. This girl asked her partner, "Are you a stoner?" When I heard this, I immediately looked up, trying to determine why she would ask such a thing. I honestly do not remember what this guy said to her, but she said something else about having to "light it" and something else I can't quite remember. Then the guy got up and went back to the guy who had been talking to him and dropped something on the desk. I immediately knew what it was, and you may have already guessed as well...

It was a joint. That's right people, pot, weed, marijuana. It's was rather shocking for someone, such as myself, who has led such a sheltered life. So anyway, after deep consideration (spanning over about 10 seconds) I decided to report this illegal activity to the teacher after class was over. I assume the first guy gave the pot to the second guy, but I can't be sure. All I know is, it's illegal either way.

After class ended, I approached her, told her which guy had had the pot, she told me she would report it right away, and now I wait. I have no idea what happens next, but, nonetheless, I wait.

I find this experience very disturbing. I don't know why though. I know this tuff goes on at school all the time, I have no reason to be surprised about it. I suppose I am just surprised at how openly the spot was passed about.

Needless to say, I will be avoiding this person like the plague from now on.

Heart-wrenching crushes are teh suxor.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Which PA character are you?

How...strange.

I'm a shmuck. Molly, you have been looking at my site for a while now and I have not even taken the time to say hi. So here it is, hi Molly! Welcome to the Twilight Zone, I'll be your host, Lynsey Queen of all things strange. If you want to add a comments thingy to your blog, click on the Haloscan link on my sidebar, it'll show you what to do.

French is teh suxor.

My brother (Nathan, Nate-o, Nathano, etc.) did quite well on his SAT's, we're all quite proud of him. 1450 is the score to beat, I think I'm up to it. I am also talented verbally, and I'll study really hard on the math stuff. I shall persevere and triumph!

I can also put up a quiz-thingy! SIDEBAR!

I'm home! YAY!

My life now officially has a "G" rating. I don't know whether to be glad that my life is calm, quiet and conservative enough to be "suitable for all audiences" or depressed at the serious lack of interesting things happening in my life. hmmm....

I now must go and catch up on everything I missed while abroad, adios.