Unfortinitually I have the dreaded writers cramp. I think it may be contagious. So I find myself writing a long story and earacing it...not enough comedy, not enough dialouge, not enough somthing! So I'm starting again. About something else. I just have to think of it. "Life of Facebook comments?" mmmhhh "Life as a teenage Christian?"mmmhhhh "Life as a band singer?" mmmmhhhh "Life as a sister?" No...O my goodness! Help me please! Until then I will continue band...maybe. Ooooo the horrers of writers blog. Boo Hoo Boo Hoo. I'm turing into a nevous wreck.=[

Rachael:" When you have a bad day what do you do? You give praise to the Holy One. Who loves you and cares for you more than one else in the world."

Breann:"Yes I know but sometimes you have those really bad days, where you can't give praise."

Rachael:"Then pray and ask to be able to praise Him even it the worst of times."

Breann:"I lost my purse, my dog died, my mom can't even walk right now and I'm behind in school!"

Janelle:"Ya, every time I feel like I have it right, something goes wrong."

Rachael:"Thats the devil trying to temp you away from Jesus, stand strong and ask for help."

Psalm 18:24, "You Lord keep my lamp burning, my God turns my darkness into light."~Vs. 30~" As for God, His way is perfect: the Lords word is flawless; He shields all who take refuge in Him."~Vs. 46~" The Lord lives! Praise be to my Rock! Exalted be God my Savior!"~Vs 47~"He is the God who avenges me: who saves me from my enemies."

Well everyone, I guess you just figuered out that I'm going to have these little things above all my stories. Maybe you need to see it that day, or maybe you can tell a friend about it. You never know how God works, and His perfect timing in your life.

(Back to band practice): Caleb: ~speaking into microphone~" Testing one, two, three, four, I declare a thumb war."

Rachael:~singing in the microphone~" God my God, I cry out, your beloved needs you now..."

~Hunter walks in, enters his drum "corner" and vilently starts beating the poor drums letting all his worries from that hectic day of what I like to call, HIGH SCHOOL, (tremble with fear), out.~

Janelle:~Walks out carring Coltons bass case, (and no, for all you blondes out there, not a fish an instrument, its prononced base...wait, maybe you do spell it base??? O dear, COLTON!!!! How do you spell the instrument you play? Darn I wish I had that niffty thing that Ani has, it brings people into her pressence. ANI!!! Can I borrow your people bringer thing? Darn she lives a few states away, but thanks to Alexander Belle,(and Verison Wireless) we have telephones! Unfortinitually I am too lazy to get it, SO I guess I will just have to stick with "bass" and ask later, I'll get back to you. Where were we, yes Janelle carring a case.) Wow its loud in here. I said, WOW ITS LOUD IN HERE!"

Rachael:"O hey Nellie Belly."

Hunter:~Talking to himself most likely~" Cool these ear phones,(drumers have to wear them so they don't blow out there ear drums, and also so they can hear everyone else, thus it is plugged into the sound system.) are playing the country station from the radio, hey I know this one,~singing~ And a bucket full of chicken fried, cold beer on a Friday night..."

Rachael and Janelle:" A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio uuuuupppp."

~Breann enters with water for all.~:"Sweet, we're going country?"

Colton:"Ya Breann, go buy some boots and overalls...braids might do nicely as well."

Breann:"No way, I never looked good in overalls or braids."

Rachael:"Wow you actually did your hair in braids, way to think outside the straitner.~laughs~

Breann:"Ya like four years ago."

Rachael:"Ok lets get started."

~ Song after song, mistake after mistake, anger anger anger umungst band members who want to "take a break" and those who want to cram as many songs as they can it one practice. Its kindov like a democracy.~

Rachael:~angry along with Janelle and Hunter that we stopped...again~"Caleb, play the stinkin song!"

~Breann silently recieves a text message so she opened her phone. The part she didn't know, was that it was a foward and had a song to play with it, AND her phone was right next to the microphone, suddenly the horrid silence was broken by the most annoying, hillarious laugh I have ever heard. Everyone bursts into laughter. Anyway.~

~Well, I am at a stuck point again, soooo I'll end it, and if you want me to continue please comment!!!~