Sam and her Blog

doddsy, kid I hope you come to visit. my neighborhood is like a sacred battle ground though. I am not even supposed to be here, I never go outside.

haha

lately I have felt like really talking to all of you. haha this sounds weird because of what I had said about Xenos previously, but do. I had a 14 page text written for tom, haha and I wrote letters to everyone. I am afraid I won’t send them because I think I have the wrong intentions. I think I just miss you guys because since I have been gone I think about Xenos a lot and I think of all you guys.  How guys were important to me for 5 years. I had like 87 more moms and brothers and sisters and mentors. thank you very much you guys.

I have 10 days of school. My brother has 5.

five!

whoawhoawhoa. then what for him? I don’t know.

At our school we are like forced to worship our seniors. haha so there are always things going on for them. I don’t mind. They only want to be done with school to be together until they all go away and start their own lives. awe. that’s kind of sad. just bittersweet I suppose.

anyway, I have all of these grad parties to go to which I am excited for because I want to see happy people. haha.

today is my friend Dylan’s birthday. He’s great. I think I’ve written about him before.

summer is almost here!! enjoy your sunday guys. nice seeing you all yesterday

hey everyone, I haven’t kept up much on my blog and I’m sorry.

I have been going to a new church with my friends from track. It’s pretty cool but I want more depth in the word there.

I joined track and I did distance running. It was crazy fun. I loved it.

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today was the leadership conference.

shelly was there! that was cool.

I had to introduce Rosalind Wiseman.

oh wow. I was nervous.

It wasn’t so bad.

I got to see Jon and Mike. (they aren’t the Jon and Mike you are thinking of.)

I met them in December and I was glad to talk with them again

Foster went with us. She is amazing.

I hope to be her student aid. EVEN THOUGH - She has a snake in her room :(((((

Okay, so why I am sad.

Pat didn’t come.

and

My brother’s ex-girlfriend Gina took a naked picture of herself (bad move) and sent it to someone. Now everyone has it. I got the message but I deleted it.. I didn’t open it, because I don’t want to see naked people!!!

what sucks is that everyone thinks she is “sexy” so the boys  sent it to every boy alive.

grr. Gina made a a bad mistake, and everyone has seen her naked now!

lame.

it makes me sad because I don’t want Gina to act that way, idk.

I think us Word people should go there soon. Musica is in Akron. You probably know it.

I went to Musica tonight with my friend Jessica. She goes to a church with a youth group. ha. well yeah..

There are two seniors there from Hudson named Ethan and Keith.

They are so awesome. I love hanging out with them.

Anywayyy. they are in a band named “Karta Stella.” If you have taken Latin, then you should know that it means “Paper Stars.”

They play mostly funk, so going to any of their shows is fun and crazy.

Oh! Well, I might as well let you listen to them:

www.myspace.com/kartastella

So we packed into the church van and drove down to AK.

We walked into the nearly hidden building with metal furniture placed outside.

My immediate reaction was to smile because the interior reminded me of Jimmy’s.

For everyone (I say everyone because there are very fews Falls people in Xenos)

Jimmy’s Cafe is off of State Rd. in the Falls. It is near Kyle’s old Taco Bell if you’re familiar. with the area.

It has rich colors and artwork hanging. There are different styles of chairs with plastic fruit around everywhere. haha. For some reason it seemed so welcoming to me.

I laced arms with Jessica and turned the corner. I heard some rock music playing and I saw a little stage. It was carpeted in red and had a wooden dance floor in front of it.

There were small booths and high tables. To maybe get a picture in your mind, think of an artsy, contemporary version of Applebees. I laughed when I saw that there was a V.I.P. table.

I had a conversation with the man who gave us our wristbands.

He wasn’t much older than my brother it seemed. He was so chilled and complacent that he could have lived there.

After about a minute of talking, I swear we conversed forever (haha) I walked in and saw Ethan and his afro! (and beard..) he told me that he was dedicating his song “Going to Florida” to me. I was excitedd.

Who wouldn’t be?

Hang on, let me get you a picture of Ethan. He’s a crazy nut.

okay, so a band named Junkyard Rukkus played. I was so worried they would suck, but they were amazing.

They made me think The Black Keys and Jimi Hendrix birthed a band, and they were it.

They played the killing floor and it was sweet.

The next band was Karta Stella and of course they were good. Ethan is so crazy when he plays. He makes it so fun. Plus Jono played Victor Wooten. You can’t go wrong.

In between the bands, they played music. As I sat in the middle of Jessica and Z, I began to cry because of a song that came on. I have no idea who it is by or what it is called, but it was so good. Like amazing. Okay, if it brought tears to my eyes, do you understand that I liked it? haha

I became so entranced in the song.

I don’t know why but it was so awwweeessssome.

I walked up to that guy I told you about, that I talked with earlier.

I said, “Hey, who controls the music playing?”

“Me.”

“What was the name of the song just playing?”

(this is why I am crying now is because he made a mistake.)

“It’s called gjrskjgrsjrs” (I don’t know what he said.)

“And it’s by my band.”

I was kind of excited and I wanted to cry more because I met the guy who made the world’s greatest song!

So he handed me a CD. All of you Stow High people will know this band…

maid myriad!

I was like “hey! I know you guys, I am going to the Stow BOTB this year.”

“Yes, we’re from Stow!”

we were talking like little 3rd grade girls. I don’t know why, but I was happy so who cares…

“I know. I am from the Falls.”

“Well then, see you there!”

blah blah, I don’t remember much else. I just knew that I had the most valuable CD I would ever own. So dude, I was psyched. Plus my ears were ringing form Karta Stella. Ethan’s voice is loud.. I thanked him like 1,000 times and walked back.

(He was wrong, he thought I was asking him about the song currently playing. But he was sincere to me after I told him that I loved it. ha)

The next band was Hey Sandy. First of all, the singer is freaking adorable. He was wearing a button up and I thought they might be a screamo band. I wasn’t looking forward to them playing. Then a man with a saxophone jumped on stage. I became interested. The members of this band looked so odd. Their music…was fantastic. However, I have been listening to it online and live is much better.

their myspace is…

www.myspace.com/heysandy or heysandy.net

oh you know this probably but

www.myspace.com/maidmyriad or maidmyriad.com

I watched them play and the saxophone was an excellent edition to their music! Not the mention the singer was so involved. Like so energetic because he was the music? I can’t describe it, but he acted so much like the music he created. So sweet.

I have a cousin named Eric who teaches at the Chapel..

He kind of reminded me of him. Eric was once a musician. They kind of looked the same, but not really. haha.

The only reason I wrote this was to say that I am depressed that I won’t hear that song again. Unless I hunt down that Maid Myriad guy. Which would be so weird. That song though.

There was once an episode of Pete and Pete. Where Little Pete is walking and he hears an awesome song. He finds that it is coming from a garage band in his neighborhood. He loves the song. The band stops practicing and he never hears the song again. He eventually sits on his roof with the best radio he can find. Of course this wouldn’t happen, but he picks up a station that has the song and he hears it.

I find this situation to be so ironic. I was just thinking of this episode a few days ago. I thought, I haven’t heard any really sweet songs lately. I don’t know how I remember that show all of the sudden either…Then, this happened. I thought of that episode specifically, then it happened to me. ha. I was never a fan of irony.

So right now, and probably for a few days, that song will be in the back of my mind, I don’t know any of the words, yet it will play knowing I will never hear it again.

So I was thinking before I wrote this. I was thinking of what I planned on writing, and I realized, it had my grandparents in it again!

For those of you who have never met them:

Okay well, my family traveled to their Florida home right before I turned seven. I took my first plane ride there. At my party (located in AMAZING Florida ha), I received a lot of cool things. Well, I decorated notebook and stuffed animals were cool to me then…haha We all have to go home sometime, so we said our goodbyes and headed for the airport. My mom and I walked into the airport bathroom. I left without realizing I left my notebook and wallet there!

A similar situation happened once at an Indians game. I had this really ugly blue jacket. You know, I wore the ugliest clothing when I was younger. I think a lot of kids did. Well, I was at the game with my dad and it was a few days before my 6th birthday. Well I took my jacket off at the game. My dad hates being in traffic so we left a little early. Halfway out of the stadium I realized I left my jacket in my seat! I looked up and all of the sudden, it fell into my hands! I saw the people we sat next to at the game, I smiled and waved and left. I was reunited with my coat. Back when my dad was spiritually active, he told me to pray for them for God to bless them. My mom recently told me that with B.

Once I found an iPod in the hallway. I had an iPod just like it. I really liked mine. I picked up the iPod and took it to the office. My friend told me a few days later that he lost his iPod. I said,”JT! I found it!” His face was priceless. I couldn’t forget it if I tried. I walked him to the office and he claimed his iPod. Well, maybe a month or so after the reunification, my iPod was stolen. I thought it could show up. I mean, I gave someone theirs, someone should give me mine…

I gave up on it ever being returned. I was never mad it was stolen. It was my fault I brought it to school. My mom told me not to take it to school because someone can steal it. But just because you can, doesn’t mean you should. I don’t know. Whoever has it now, I hope they are happy with it, because I am happy with my mp3 player now.

Okay so to get to the point. I was in Canada this summer. I was scheduled to return on my birthday. (July 17th) I went to the French River which is above the Great Lakes. One of my best friends owns an island on the river. Shelby, some of you know her. Anyway, the island is called Powers Island, and it has been in their family for over 70 years. It was really nice. For better word for it would be beautiful. Every year she travels there with her family. they stay for maybe two weeks, then go home. The fews day I spent there were amazing. It was a lot of intentional bug killing, tubing, bathing in the river, playing cards, eating steaks, and looking at the vast night sky, which only displayed stars. There were no other lights, save our flashlights so we could see water snakes approaching. (SCARY)

The noises of the night finally overcame my fondness of the night sky and I went to bed most nights. On one night, there was a storm which was conveniently in view from the large glass windows facing the water. I liked that.

(by the way I was afraid of the river because of it’s width. And its depth. So I went tubing there for the first time, and Shelby’s sister and I were on the tube, and I fell off. I was right in the middle of the river. I had to float there for a minute time until they came back for me. I don’t think I have ever prayed more in those few moments.)

Before I left for Canada I was feeling pretty down. My friends were busy with sports and marching band. For a few weeks, I slept like 14 hours everyday. I could have changed that but I chose the wrong way and wallowed.

I became homesick for whatever reason. Mr. Stokich came to bring up Eddy (Shelby’s brother) who would have driven with us, but in a baseball tournament prior to the trip. I chose to drive home with him.

And what did I do as soon as we got onto the Peace Bridge? I turned on my phone and sent text messages to my friends, haha.

We stopped at a rest stop which if you have ever been to Canada I am almost positive you have been to this place. I went into the bathroom. I opened the door and I saw a wallet on the tampon box (sorry boys who are reading this if you don’t like hearing about that)

I put it in my pocket and walked out. I glanced around to see if I could maybe see a little girl. Let me tell you a little about. Girls, you all had one when you were eight. ha It was thick, blue with red edges. It has a furry white cat on it playing guitar. There were fake diamonds glued on the edges of the cat.

I saw no one. I got into the car and looked in it. I didn’t take anything, but I found an ID card. The owner was named Amanda. What do you know! She lived in Ohio. I know she was going home from Canada because the coin purse part had only Canadian money.

I told my mom we had to mail it to her. I asked her to remember when I lost my wallet in an airport bathroom. She bought a packet with a bubble wrap lining. ha. It took a long time to actually mail because I always forgot about it. I wrote a simple letter to Amanda saying,”Keep an eye on your stuff!” haha I mailed it maybe three weeks ago.

Late last week I received a letter. It came from Eaton, Ohio. I knew it was Amanda. I would have rather left my address off of the letter. I didn’t. I opened the letter and she wrote me telling me that she is nine now and she was in Canada for vacation. Her mom wrote on the bottom saying how great it was for me to mail it. She said she bought her another wallet because she didn’t think she would ever get it back. After many thanks, her mom said that I was one of a kind. And she also wrote “pay it forward.”

Which I believe the laptop I am on now is something in occurrence of this event. How cool.

What was my favorite part of this was how everything worked perfectly. you know?

In August 2004 I moved into the house I later renamed Bag End.

 

Only because I love Lord of the Rings.

Before that I stayed with my uncle and his family. Stephen and Spencer were like roommates to my brother and I. We stayed with them because we moved out of our old house before the people in our new house moved.

So I spent three weeks in the wonderful House of Krause. What an adventure. Spencer and I spent every moment together. I didn’t care what I looked like. I was 11 and life was good. We played video games, swam, ran around the backyard, and played football. It was nice

One event sent me back to Earth. Spencer had left for a weekend long camping trip with his friend. I stayed to myself a while. My dad went to the store to get new car speakers.

My mom, my brother, and Stephen accompanied him.

To pass the time, my grandma and I sat on the deck and drank lemonade. Even at age 11 we discussed politics and world issues. (that is my way of bonding with her. I love every second.)

Then I heard a disgusting noise. I ran around the house to see the Krause’s dog, Jack curled up in the road. I ran into the street and saw blood pooled around him, but on his face was a smile. That made me scream. Every one in the family was there. Chris (my uncle) picked him up and buried him.

We all sat in silence.

That made me anxious to move to my house.

Spencer came home to the bad news.

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