Any one know the rules of Handball?

maybe you can help me, then.
question:
How many penalty shots does team 'A' get if the whole of team 'B' mob, tackle, grab/slap at a team "A" player, who happens to hold the ball??? according to my P.E. teacher, 'Ms. Smith' none, but then, she was in the other room( the gym we play in is two adjoining rooms- she was in one, teams A and B in the other at the time of the Incident) and ignored me when i tried to tell her- because, you guessed it, i, the human-sports-equipment- magnet, was that player.
nothing was broken- but i hurt everywhere. it took my team 3 minutes to get them to stop- but either they never called Smith, she didn't hear( likely) or didn't care( leaning towards this one!)
i was hurt, and so tired of losing- the locker room jeers are sickening, and when the other team gets a goal,( the girls anyway) they scream as if Edward Cullen himself was entering the room. i swear, when I'm forced into being goalie (Smith tells me i need to 'support the team') it is no longer a game- it's as if the other team thinks its a war- and the ball is a bomb or spear or bullet- like I'm to die. my bruises have bruises.
a few impossible things i didn't believe before P.E
* P.E doesn't stand for Physical Education. ( it really stands for 'personal endangerment')
* that it is possible to have the wind knocked out of one 5 times in 4 minutes.
* that even foamy-soft balls will hurt like the devil when they make impact.
* that the teacher won't notice any of these things at all.

and she really doesn't. i asked her once, after the 5 handballs to the chest, if she would please remind the class that it is a game- and no one should be getting hurt.( after all, i can't think of a single reason for the ball to repeatedly hit me in the upper chest( yes, that kind of upper chest) and face, when the goal net only comes to the top of my KNEES!!!!
anyway more later

when did i post last- i've forgotten and that can't be good

well, i hpoe you all had a great weekend/vacation thing.
how was mine?
good, it was good.
i hung out with laralu( henceforth called Sahara) and Emmza- we saw 1 movie, 'bueaty and the beats': a latter day tale'
it was cheesy, but good. all i can say is this- only two of you will get it- creepy-stalker-guy needs to go die in a corner!!!
we went for a hike up mt. diablo- short but i was in boots and didn't have my brace with me. poor planning, i know, but i didn't think that i was going to be hiking! but i got through it, and the cousins and i had a laugh or two. or five. dozen.
we made some randomocities- silly cousin made vidios that will go on youtube one day soon- i think. gimme a year.
i was pleased with what Mouse- a cousin- has been up to- reading some of the best books of my List.
**quick note about the List.
the List is a list of books- several sections. books i read and loved, and books i will read. it isnt all written down, but if i took the time to type it all up, complete with authors ect, it would span several pages.***
anyway, so, on the hike, we discussed
Percy Jackson- the best male main charater Greek myths meet modern world series i've read( the femal best is 'the Shadow theives)
Island- that led to a high pitched talk about how the King of Pure Adventure( no fantasy/romance elements, very little Mystery) Gordon Kormon, is going to be authoring the next'39 clues' book.

then Seth-another cousin- joined in, and we discussed the joy that is Fablehaven and the Sisters Grimm- both amazing fantasy series.

we also went on a bike ride- again, i was not forewarned and had to ride a bike with a ghard seat, strange gear system, high crossbar( frame thingie) and a helmet that not only made it hard to breath, but also was so small, it didn't protect my forhead...sigh.
i never seem to get comments when i do long posts. please comment!

oh- i discovered the glory that is fan fiction. Digimon fanfiction- oh, glory! hours and hours i spend reading/ writting digimon fanfics! i feel silly, but i just LOVE digimon. the whole idea has always beenclose to my heart- 8 kids save the world- and become friends. maybe because i wanted to do something like that, something huge and meaningful- so that people would remember me. and i remember wishing for friends like them( the digidestend..) oh, the cuteness of youth.
also-i started work on a mini story- just a little short piece while i wait for some Sod and U insperation to hit. its about a girl, who in a world/relm where everyone is born with a gem/jewel, amust prove her selfworth when she is born with a dull brown pebble. i don't have the slightest clue whats going to happen, but pella's been more than kind in telling me her tale.

hrrm.
well, i'm going to quit boring you. g'night.
anyway, more later

Of Weekends, Funks, Drama Class and Plot Bunnies

well, hi- i haven't blogged in a while- not really. i said a bit of news that everyone else knew, and that was it. so, here is some blogging!

well, my weeks bee ok- i had Monday and Tuesday off because of veteran's day and teacher-meeting day, so that was cool. i stuck around the house, wrote an essay on 'Lord of the Flies', ate candy, saw so movies( 'flipper','forbidden kingdom', 'kit','Doogle' and 'the boy who could fly') i re-listened to an audio book 'pillage' by Obert Skye. mom had a concert for all her students, and i was in a funk- see the post on Hedgi's blog, http://gloryandsorrow.blogspot.com' for a more adequate interpretation of what i felt then, and them it came to a head when one of the mothers brought cake- chocolate cake. chocolate cake with COFFEE and alcohol(only a little) in it. some of you may know the little 'word of wisdom' song: oh, we don't do tobacco, alcohol or tea, for they are just like coffee, not good for you or me. why? because we're Mormon.....' etc, so i couldn't eat any of it- so i left the house and went on a walk.
i was still in a funk Sunday, but on Monday i got my room clean and read books and ate candy- oh right, forgot to tell you that this whole time,the comp was at the shop getting fixed.
then on Tuesday i went with Sari and her little bro to the plaza, and we went to B&n, where i found out that she has read the first to books in an awesome series( click HERE for review) and didn't know that the rest were out yet. so, on Sunday, i will be lending her the next 4 books in that series, the entire set of the companion trilogy( as in, companion to that series) and a separate trilogy by the same author- because, lets face it, when it comes to strait fiction/adventure( no romance, or fantasy, or sci-fi, maybe a tiny bit of mystery) Gordon Korman is king. then we went to a lovely little candy store, got lots of candy, and went yo the pet store to see the little fuzzies. we saw mice, hamsters and rats- but not the cutest of all- chinchillas. they are highly cute. if you don't know what they look like, they are small, mostly grey bunny things. they look like a bunny running at top speed that crashed into a cement wall. the do!

then wed- not much happened- though i did re-start working on a certain mind story that i am planning on turning into a novel( most of my non-fanfic mind stories are destined to become something like that, i just ignore them for a while, after the cursed Plot Bunnies( my term for little plot ideas that randomly bounce into your head and don't leave you alone till you write them down; coming at the most inopportune time- like right as you fall asleep, or in the middle of a math test) stop coming. i will be referring to it as 'U' short of "untitled" because for the life of me, i have no idea what to call it.
it's set in another world- where every single person has some kind of talent or gift/power' for example, 'i' as it is another first person story, with a few chapters from third person, have large, sparrow like wings. 'my' best friend controls tempests/storms. our friend reads thoughts, ect.
its got some real potential, i think. like most of my stories, there is a Prophecy- but this one is far more vague- my other one says this will happen, then this, then this. this one says stuff like 'this must happen, so and so must do this, and the world must do this or fall into darkness.' it keeps talking about 'The Song'. not even 'I' know what it is. but back to what i was saying- in this world, Peace( a person like being) has been gone for 100 years, and the world is torn in two by a huge war- everyone sides with one army or the other- by law. neither side is 'good' or 'evil' i, as the author, don't even know how this war started(better figure that out) but anyway, U is the tale of a girl and her friends whose parents risk everything by passing down the stories of how life once was, and how the world might be once more. so, yeah. i feel i can do plenty with it.
the thing is, when i started, i had it sent on earth- because on character, Erick, has no power other then some serious common sense- and a race of 'mutants' were fighting it out, good and evil, with humans joining the 'good' side, and it was good- i had a Washington D.C battle idea and everything . then i finished watching 'avatar' and decided that it'd be nice to expand on the whole 'Killing the 'Bad guy' isn't the answer' thing. sorry if i just ruined avatar for anyone. and that setting it in a diff world would be nice- i mean, if you've got two sides of a huge war, they might as well do it at home, particularly if we aren't killing the 'bad guys' which is, really, the whole govt, because Earth government would get angry and there'd be bombs and the whole story really has nothing to do with humans( aside from Erick- but he can just be lacking in 'gift') but anyway, moving on!
then yesterday i started working on the climax for DOW- because i work backwards mostly. the Plot Bunnies give me a climactic scenario-
i figure out the following
Who- who are the charries
what-is happening exactly
how- did they get into this mess
Why- did any of this happen
huh- any other details.

take DOW
who- nida(me) is
what- trying to save her friend
how-because he was kidnapped by Shadows( antagonists) to
why- force nida into surrendering something, which is
huh- a magical amulet containing the power of the sea.

and so i know the climax best, and as i progress in the story, i rewrite it. before, nida jumped out the window- now she jumps into the lake. in a week or so, she'll do something different. and mom and i finished 'book of a thousand days' it is well loved. My Lord the cat! My Lord the cat! i love my cats even more now!( My Lord is it's name, the cat in the book- i'm not breaking Commandment #3, i promise!)

and today i blogged.
and in drama preformed my commercial.
in drama, we split into groups and created a product- then made a commercial for it.
our/my product was the 'ipod omni'
the size of a cereal box, it
knits sweaters
makes pie
takes video and pics
has a shotgun
makes phone calls
has Internet access
cleans your room
does homework
takes care of siblings and pets.
everything short of playing music.

and it has a looooong list of side effects, including but not limited to : Black death, dental hydroplosions,freezer burn, hair loss, fatigue, appreciation of Brittney Spears, Ebola, and Death. there were lots more, i don't care to list them.

it was soo funny!


so, yeah, thats about it :)
so, anyway, more later!

update having nothing to do with politics.

so, whats up ppl?
ok, so. well, two weeks ago i was having a crappy week- and monday was also really crappy.
but then again, oh the magisty of november first and second?
my first ever play-where-i-had-more-than-2-lines.
on closing night this is what i wrote in my notebookof thing to blog-
"how can i describe this night? i feel like crying- but i'm smilling and laughing, and yet i'm sad and joyus all at once.
today was the second-and final- preformance of 'Dog-Ear'
although i never did blog about the stress it caused me, of the weekend i didn't sleep more than 6 hours total due to long rehersalse and a 26 page book report, i wanted to, but never had time. but, stars, it was worth it, every second of loss of sleep, every tear. i feel light as air, but sad that it's all over, i never want it to end!
the cast, the crew, everyone was wonderful. its all memories now, and in 50 years, my torn, crumpled script with the blue and salmon highlighted marks, and margian notes and glued in bits- might be worth something- the sript of 'Narrator' from Strangefellows Collective's first play. and my prophecy- the Narrator's prophecy that is,-'you'll regret this! you'll grow old, and die, and no one will remember you'- shouted to Ell and Ian- will never come to pass, because at least one person, at least i, will never forget. never forget my long speech, shouted ofver the tumalt of an ending 'gone wrong'. never forget the costumes- the trench coats and leather and bandannas and victorian blouses, never forget the group hugs, or the cookies. never forget the shadow puppet bunny eating carrots."
the play was great- and if you want to know the plot- email me.

yeah, moving on.
so, i'm an annoying brat sometimes- i don't mean it most of the time, but sometimes, i can be a real pain. i admit it!
anyway- a few weeks ago i was short with one of the girls in my drama class- she was yelling practicly in my ear while i was trying to listen to the teacher- and it gets old after 2 months- so..i told her to shut up.
i shouldn't have- i'm always jugde so diffently than others-
they can call me a B**** but the second i tell them to shut up, i'm a horrible person. why is high school such a hell? this was an elective class, for pity's sake- no one should be aloud to take it if they don't care! it just isn't right to the rest of us! now, if this was in an english class, i'd be mum now, because that can't be helped. but i guess this can't either.
it escilated on monday- to the point of the sub not caring and me fleeing the room in tears.
thing were said- names, insults, a barage- about 15 voices united- aganist me, saying things that should never be said- i won't repeat them. but i ran, and i ran- and locked myself in the bathroom and cried. two friends followed me, and i owe them so much. they mean so much to me.

pet peave time:
sometimes i need to cry, and i will- i can think of many example, but won't share them- but people will come up and ask why, and i'll explain. they will then try to get me to stop crying by: assuring me that 'it's ok' or that 'it's not as bad as i think'
lectuing me about why i shouldn't be crying
telling me to 'ignore the problem and it'll go away'( never mind that its not so much blank's presance but the memories it stirs)
telling me all the reasons i should be happy
one of 15 people might possibly hug me.
but only about one person out of all the many have ever understood- i don't want to be comforted, or lectured or instructed- i just need to cry, and cry, and cry.
check out this rather long poem-http://Gloryandsorrow.blogspot.com
it explains the feeling better than i can here.
so anyway, thats the past few weeks in a nutshell.
oh, lat thing: i created a new soundtrack of my life- i'll post the link later.
and i've had SOD writters block dispite the arivel of my muse-Rain
but i've got some Great Digimon fanfic ideas, so its not all bad.
join bookbats.
and now i'm done, peace.
anyway, more later

today history was made

today, oh today!

first off- yeah, i'm a bad blogger. i'll catch you all up on the glories and sorrows of my life later- next week.
but oh, today history was made! at 8:15, Pacific time, McCain conceded. tonight, America has a new President, Barack Obama.
the First Black President of the United States of America.
Glory be!
i hope you all( 18 and over) voted. because each vote means something- particularly on the props.
oh boy- the props.
prop 8...well. it looks like it will pass. i can't believe it, but it might.this makes me sad
so i'm Mormon. and Mormons are taught that homosexuality is a sin. but this is a point where the Church and i just don't see eye to eye. i'm not for homosexuality, not against.
it is my dogma that everyone is equal in the eyes of God, darn it, and no one should have different rights based on who they are. God created every one- He is the Father of us all, and by golly!
if you don't like gay marriage- then don't have one! but why deny the rights of others? if it make that much of a difference- we ought to give it its own name- don't call it marriage, if that's what bugs you. but the rights need to remain the same, for all. thats my take on it.
so yeah. today was a day that will go down in history. and tomorrow, i will wear a blue toga, be cause it's spirit week and tomorrow's toga day.
anyway, more later