Thanks everyone for making my birthday so special! Yes, /everyone/! I'm not even going to try to list everyone, so, if you wished me happy birthday, you made my birthday special.
Man! I keep using words like "birthday" and "special" and "me"... huh. That doesn't sound like me at all. =P
But seriously, thank you everyone! Even if you didn't wish me happy birthday, no one annoyed me yesterday, so that was kinda special in and of itself.
I am listening to /Southern Hospitality/ right now. It's pretty good. Thank you Zach.
My Zen X-fi is charging on top of my /new backpack/, thank you Anna.
My /new shoes/ kept my feet warm this morning, thanks Mom and Dad.
I'm still not sure what I shall do with your gift, Emily. =P
And since I don't know what it is, I can't really say anything about your gift, Ying. =P
And thank you everyone who gave me cards! Y'all really know how to make a guy feel good inside. =P But seriously, I'm gonna start crying over those cards now. *tries to feel like there are tears in his eyes*
And thank you everyone who came to my /game night/.
Happy birthday Sammy! You're one of the best comic breaks in my life. It's too bad I don't get to see you that often.
Happy birthday, Brandon! Ever since I've known you, you've been very honest and helpful. Just awesome.
And I know it's not for two weeks, but happy birthday, BJ! You've been an awesome friend, too. Keep singing and playing guitar. Do not stop. Please. =)
And now that I've specifically mentioned a whole bunch of my friends, this blog post would not be complete without thanking Nathan Dowdy! NATHAN! You are pretty much my best friend. Thanks for putting up with my many idiosyncrasies, my many interruptions of conversations (which I confess I have not noticed until recently), and for listening to everything I say (not with the most attention, always, /you/ must confess, =P ). But yeah... you are... literally... Awesome.
Oh, my, goodness. Where would I be without God?!? Oh my God, my heart cried out to you from the wilderness of my sin. My heart was dying, and all I could see for miles was the wilderness, but I was delusional. I thought I was in paradise. It seemed as if water flowed all around me. But it was not water; it was only the dust of this world, this fallen world. But you reached out and touched me and lifted my eyes to you. Only then did I see the helplessness of my situation. You raised me up. As I soared from this wasteland, You held on tight to me. You told me you would never let go, and you haven't yet. I am not of this world, for Jesus, He who is in heaven, has a hold of me.
Well, that was rather poetic, I think?
If you have read this entire post, I congratulate you. However, it took me far longer to write than it took for you to read. I don't think this post would end well with the word "wolf..."
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Happy Birthday!
Hey Wes,
I'm blogjacking your blog to tell you how grateful I am to have you for a brother.
Over the years I've watched you grow in your love for the Lord and others. You love to serve and put others first, as well as having fellowship with your friends. Your passionate worship at church is a great example to me of a humble servant of God.
You are so talented. I love watching you mix music and draw on the computer. Your talents amaze me.
You've taught me how to laugh at myself and not take life too seriously. I love goofing around with you until my sides hurt from laughing! :D You put a smile on my face.

Happy 16th birthday, Wesley! Hope you have a great day!
~ Emily
I'm blogjacking your blog to tell you how grateful I am to have you for a brother.
Over the years I've watched you grow in your love for the Lord and others. You love to serve and put others first, as well as having fellowship with your friends. Your passionate worship at church is a great example to me of a humble servant of God.
You are so talented. I love watching you mix music and draw on the computer. Your talents amaze me.
You've taught me how to laugh at myself and not take life too seriously. I love goofing around with you until my sides hurt from laughing! :D You put a smile on my face.
Happy 16th birthday, Wesley! Hope you have a great day!
~ Emily
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Amazing
This video was made entirely with blender, a free program.
Big Buck Bunny
pretty amazing what one can do for free these days.
Big Buck Bunny
pretty amazing what one can do for free these days.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Random Post #3
If people are smart enough to counterfeit money, who don't they go and get a job? I mean, you go to prison simply for counterfeiting. You've gotta be smart to counterfeit, so counterfeiters are smart enough to have almost any job.
I wish that nice people didn't get picked on. People think that since they're nice, that they either don't get hurt, or they don't mind getting picked on. I, however, know that this is not true. No names mentioned, but there are two people I can think of who get picked on way more than is good for them.
I feel like having a philosophical debate about the end of the world. I've done it once with Nathan and Eric, and it was very enlightening. So if you're talking to me on Sunday, please bring it up so I don't forget. =)
On the topic, here's a song by Becoming the Archetype:
End of the Age:
The earth is shaking because of His wrath
The mountains tremble at the sound of His voice
He pulls down the sky to crush His enemies
He descends upon them with fire
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
His vengeance no longer is contained
His light destroys the darkness
If He speaks the earth will crumble
If He moves, the universe will fall
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
With the valleys of the seas exposed
And the surface of the earth laid bare
He reached down into the void
He reached down and took hold of me
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
(Hallelujah!)
I wish that nice people didn't get picked on. People think that since they're nice, that they either don't get hurt, or they don't mind getting picked on. I, however, know that this is not true. No names mentioned, but there are two people I can think of who get picked on way more than is good for them.
I feel like having a philosophical debate about the end of the world. I've done it once with Nathan and Eric, and it was very enlightening. So if you're talking to me on Sunday, please bring it up so I don't forget. =)
On the topic, here's a song by Becoming the Archetype:
End of the Age:
The earth is shaking because of His wrath
The mountains tremble at the sound of His voice
He pulls down the sky to crush His enemies
He descends upon them with fire
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
His vengeance no longer is contained
His light destroys the darkness
If He speaks the earth will crumble
If He moves, the universe will fall
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
He is clothed in greatness
His voice resounds through all the earth
With the valleys of the seas exposed
And the surface of the earth laid bare
He reached down into the void
He reached down and took hold of me
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
(Hallelujah!)
Monday, December 8, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Random Post #2
Since I still have almost nothing to update on, I'll post things as they pop into my head. These things usually turn out very well... usually.
5 hours of reading Little Women can't help my masculinity...
Parker guitars are amazingly thin.
Okay... here's something to update on! So, I just got my PSAT scores back, and I got a 191... which is out of 240. I know.... really exciting! (*is sarcastic*) But hey, that's in the top 7%, so it's not too shabby. =P
Okay, back to rambling.
I think that kid's tv shows are weird...
I love classical music... especially harpsichords.
Did you know that harpsichords were originally called virginals, then spinnets, and then harpsichords in England?
Pizza is excellent... especially pepperoni and italian sausage.
Thoughts come really slowly to me when I'm distracted by the tv.
God is good.
Oxygen is good... in a kind of similar way.
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As I stated... it's very hard to think when the tv is on.
5 hours of reading Little Women can't help my masculinity...
Parker guitars are amazingly thin.
Okay... here's something to update on! So, I just got my PSAT scores back, and I got a 191... which is out of 240. I know.... really exciting! (*is sarcastic*) But hey, that's in the top 7%, so it's not too shabby. =P
Okay, back to rambling.
I think that kid's tv shows are weird...
I love classical music... especially harpsichords.
Did you know that harpsichords were originally called virginals, then spinnets, and then harpsichords in England?
Pizza is excellent... especially pepperoni and italian sausage.
Thoughts come really slowly to me when I'm distracted by the tv.
God is good.
Oxygen is good... in a kind of similar way.
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As I stated... it's very hard to think when the tv is on.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Boring Post #1
I finally recorded This Final Breath for Nathan... that's about all that's goin' on right now. =/
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