Well, It’s official. I’m a terrible blogger(;


Sorry I’ve been gone for so long; I’ve made some changes and haven’t had the time to write–anything. I guess I don’t really have much to say, this music has me in a melancholy mood. So anything that I do write will be kinda “blech” so instead, I shall give you a poem(:




Inside Of Me

free to wander
inside of me
seeps from my pores
Inside of me
crevice of my soul as I
those I
love and
love the people I
conforming to their will
indulging in their
ranting in my head
am I dead?
this is
the bed I made
I will not lay in it
my body-map
Longing for a home
is not a single bone
will adhere
stick to
this concept of hope


Well, I’ve been busy making a lot a of presents (’tis the season!) and I figured I’d show you 1/4 of one that I’ve made for my aunt! I think it’s cute, kinda pop-art-ish for her. She loves Marilyn Monroe and Elvis Presley, so I’m making one of each for her house. There’s four Marilyn pictures, They have different colors behind them. I’m going to frame them, I hope she likes it!

Autzen Stadium in Eugene, Oregon

Image via Wikipedia

Oregon Duck
Image by Dave Sizer via Flickr

That’s right!!! I got to go to the civil war game!!

It was oober fun, my team won and we got a TON of pictures…so without anymore stalling…pictures! :3


Duck Goal Zone

The sign says it all...Welcome to Autzen!!


My cutie little bro (;

Ducks vs. Beavers

My football loving Grandma and I

Eli, Papa and I sportin' the Bennett signs(:



you no touchy me coffee!! 0.o

UofO cheerleaders after the game

Wasn't the final score, but we still won!



Dead after the game (;

Christmas Amigurumi :)

Well I figured that since it’s Christmas time, a lot of people will be like “oh my god it’s Christmas and I don’t have any presents!” so I decided that I would post a few free patterns that I found online! They’re all Christmas themed, and I haven’t “created” any of these, although I will be in the near future! (; so enjoy!!


Owl Christmas Tree Ornament

Santa and Reindeer

Candy Cane


Christmas Mousey(:

A little bit of everything!

Hope you have a happy Christmas!(:


Stuffed 0.0


I had way too much to eat 0.0 Thanksgiving=scale cursing(; My green bean casserole turned out really good! I think I’ll add a little more seasoning, and I need to figure out a way to make the top part crispier….hints? tips? ideas?

I think I’ll make a little amigurumi turkey =^_^= maybe  a chef! aw that’d be so cute. Give me some ideas that you would like to see! I’ll sketch them out and post ’em! then you can tell me what you think 😀


Well I’m down at the coast this Thanksgiving, I get to see all my old grandparents… :3

I’m hoping to get a good beach picture, because one of my friends is in California and is going to rub my face in  it 😛 So hopefully I’ll get a good picture ;D

Tell me about your Thanksgiving! Any weird traditions? Tell me :3 I’m  sure I’ll have at least one story soon….. (I’m making green bean casserole…) 0.O

English Class Story!

There once was an ugly unicorn named Steward, he had a puce mane and a mustard yellow coat. His voice was very deep and his eyes were a horribly colored blue. He led a very simple life, which did not bring him much trouble…until a miniature pony moved in next door. Now this was no ordinary pony, it had a mane that was bursting with flame, and walked on rainbows. This pony was so famous that it had no other name than “miniature rainbow walking pony”. Steward felt a wet soggy tear run down his face, which ended up making his allergies terrible (he’s allergic to water). While the miniature rainbow walking pony was moving in, Steward was busy think up ways to get him out. He would knowingly devour the ponies prized petunias, and steal his mail at night. Because his flowers were “missing”, the pony hurried to the nearby flowershop…which Steward happened to work at. The shop was drowning in flowers, trees, shrubs, and seed packets. The high pitch jingle of a doorbell let Steward know that he had a customer, who was hopefully eager to buy something. Steward excitedly trotted out from the back of the shop, only to be greeted by the most disturbing sight he had ever seen…miniature rainbow walking pony staring gleefully at a row of bright rabbleshnorp petunias. (It’s a color similar to pink). Steward almost lost his cool, but quickly realized the opportunity he had in the palm of his hoof.
“Top of the morning to ya!” Steward warmly remarked.
“’Ello there,” the pony replied, “could I get a few of these petunias? They seem to be exploding with color.” miniature rainbow walking pony nodded towards the flowers and started to the register when Steward interjected.
“Oh, those petunias? Sure, but do you want to hear a tip about caring for them?” With a sly look on his face Steward picked up two of the pots and carried them to the counter. The pony’s eyes widened, and his mouth fell open.
“Of course!” he exclaimed, “as if I’d want to hear anything else?!”
Steward glanced around the bustling shop to be sure there was no one else listening, and whispered in to the pony’s ear.
The next morning Steward was pulling into the parking lot, when he noticed a small glowing figure inside the shop. He jumped out of his Prius and ran desperately inside…but he was too late. Lights were dangling from the ceiling, smashed flower pots and dirt covered the floor, and his cash register was laying in a crumpled pile in the corner. He rushed to its side, doing his best to soothe it.
“There there,” he blubbered with tears rolling down his face. “I’ll avenge you, I swear…I’ll find them, and I’ll make them pay!” Steward stood up, his legs shaky. It was then that he realized a rainbow note sitting on the counter. He cautiously walked towards the note, picking it up with the greatest of care. After reading it, he dropped the crumpled piece of paper on the cold ground as he exited the shop. All he left behind him was a room full of destroyed dreams, a lost love, and a piece of paper that only said, “Thanks for the tip”.
Steward was furious, miniature rainbow walking pony had gone too far! The shop he could understand, but the register was too much. That was his only companion in the world. He rushed home, plans of revenge flying through his mind. Once safely in his house, Steward put his plans to work. He grabbed duct tape, saran wrap, six dozen eggs, plastic forks, a pad of paper, and a black sharpie.
The next morning miniature rainbow walking pony was making himself an omelet for breakfast, he cracked an egg into a bowl while humming his favorite song. But something was wrong! No egg came out of the shell! He quickly realized that the egg was hardboiled and decided that he must’ve forgotten it in the carton. He tried another, two, three, four more! The same thing happened each time. The pony stared frustratedly into carton, and decided to have cereal instead. After breakfast it was off to work, he grabbed his briefcase and headed out the door…only to be greeted by a wall of duct tape! Miniature rainbow walking pony threw his briefcase on the floor and tore threw the wall, practically foaming at the mouth. What he saw next, you would not believe. There were thousands of plastic forks stuck into his once perfect lawn, soggy toilet paper covering his trees, dried egg strewn across his house, and his car was wrapped in duct tape with notes stuck to the windows. They all said the same thing, “WAR!!”
They met at midnight in an abandoned alley. The only light that illuminated the scene was from the moon, the only sound was that of revenge. Steward stepped confidently out of the shadows, his only weapon was the fluorescent pink horn on his head. His eyes met with miniature walking pony’s, and a snicker escaped his lips.
“What is that?!”
Steward couldn’t help but laugh at the wooden horn taped to the pony’s head. It was absurd! Who had ever heard of such a thing?! Steward rolled on the ground laughing hysterically, unable to stop. When he was finally able to compose himself, he took a battle stance and a puff of his inhaler. Then he nodded, readying himself for the war that was about to emerge. The two not-horses ran at each other as fast as they could, horn and wood connected, flesh tore and blood spilt. The whole thing was so terrible that the penguin police were called. But by the time they got there, it was too late. There was only one victor standing in the alley. Chalk outlines were drawn on the icy ground, ambulances carried away cold bodies, and the victor was driven away in a squad car.
“Now, what happened tonight?” the chief of penguin police inquired.
“Well sir,” the shaky voice replied, “I was on my way to work when I passed the alley. There was an awful lot of ruckus going on so I flew closer to see what was going on. There was an extremely ugly unicorn, and a miniature pony with a flaming mane and rainbow underfoot who seemed to be dueling. The unicorn kept shouting how absurd the pony’s wooden horn was, and how nothing could compete with his own horn. It was then that the pony took his chance, he lowered his head and charged the unicorn…stabbing him right in the heart. The unicorn gasped, and collapsed on the ground. The pony celebrated his victory, cheering and prancing about. It was then that he noticed me, he stopped, shrieked and fell over dead…I guess he’d never seen a fairy before!” The chief slowly nodded his head, taking in all the information and then remarked “Although the pony was victorious in the battle, he lost in a sense too. I guess it is true what they say…pride does come before a fall.”

Find Me Here
Speak To Me
I want to feel you
I need to hear you
You are the light
That’s leading me
To the place where I find peace again.

You are the strength, that keeps me walking.
You are the hope, that keeps me trusting.
You are the light to my soul.
You are my purpose…you’re everything.

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

You calm the storms, and you give me rest.
You hold me in your hands, you won’t let me fall.
You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.
Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?

How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Cause you’re all I want, You’re all I need
You’re everything,everything
You’re all I want your all I need
You’re everything, everything.
You’re all I want you’re all I need.
You’re everything, everything
You’re all I want you’re all I need, you’re everything, everything.

And How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?
How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

<background>How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?
Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?

Thank you to those who gave me feedback on my last post, it really made my day!!

I have to show you the wallet that I made for my friend. She’s buying it for $12, and if you’re interested let me know so we can figure out a payment plan! (:

That’s it, I haven’t “named” it yet…But I’m workin’ on it (;


Here’s a few ideas that I have….PLEASE don’t steal them!!

The Love-Bot ❤

Jellyfish Joe




This is going to be a present for my Aunt, she loves the sooners! I'm also making a Kansas City Cheifs one for my dad.


Well those are my ideas, I hope that you like them! Give me some more feedback!!!! I love that shtuff more than cookie dough ^-^