It's just one of those days...

Today i don't feel very good. Today i feel like singing Limp Bizkit's song "Break Stuff". Cuz it's just one of those days. I don't really know why but i just wanna justify rippin' someone's head off. By the way, don't look up the lyrics for that unless you don't mind big old X-plicit content thingy. Thats why i'm not posting it. This morning i woke up feeling cold. Always a screwy way to wake up. So feeling like crap i'm up now and not sure how to make myself feel better. So i'm listening to "Break stuff" on youtube. Plus "Eat you alive" is a good song for these days. I have songs for every mood. But today i feel like crap. I don't know why. I just feel like ripping someone's head off. But i won't, i'm too kind. Anyway, i think as soon as my brother wakes up i'll be in a better mood. He makes me smile. But anyway, i need to go now. My mom leaves soon and i need to be ready to start babysitting. So anyway, I'll Cya! Adiue. Is that how it's spelled? Whatever, Tsau!

Girls in Tallinn!

After camp Anneli, Evelin and I went to old town to party! It was fun, we ran around, took dumb pictures, and talked about craziness. So much fun. And here was one of the great pictures i took.

Crazy is me!

This picture of Me and Evelin is just so much fun i had to stick it on. But this is one of those pictures she might beat me up for putting on so...HAHA!!

Awww...it's so cute!

Isn't this a great picture? We look like best friends...wait, we are! yay! We look so cute...everyone say "AWWWWWW!!!"



I love camp!

Proof that i'm a monkey!

Here's Anton and I "monkeying around". Never give us banannas for snack. Anton devoured his, stuck his peel on my head and then started force feeding me mine (thus the stuff hanging out of my mouth), it was fun in a disgusting "Hey, i'm a monkey" kind of way. It reminded me of a song "you and me baby ain't nothing but mammals...so let's eat like they do on the discovery channel" that's it right?

Girls room!

This was the girls room, with three of it's most beautiful inhabitants (there were only 5) it was really fun! The girls room was wicked fun to hang out in. And as long as we didn't get caught much....

Kurisu and Gato rockin' camp!

Kurisu (me) and Gato (Anneli) were totally some of the wierdest, coolest, most insane people in camp. But of course everyone there was wierd, cool and insane so that's not saying much. I just love this picture. This is after Anneli gave me my makeover (notice the hair is funky) and gave me that wicked cool half glove thing saying Kurisu on it that she made (that is so cool! look at my right hand). Because my dad got annoyed that we kept going in the girls room we moved into the hallway. It was just as fun, just much less comfortable.

More girl room fun!

Here's my partner in crime and friend, Anton sitting with the beautiful Evelin and I in the girls room. Again Anton and I are going to get in trouble for being here, but who cares, it's better than the hallway, but i'll show those pics later. But anyway, i need to go now. My parents are bugging me to do a million and one things, and i want to do zero of them. But whatever, gotta go! Cya!

Camp Rulez!

Can anyone guess why i love camp? Check out the picture! Two beautiful girls! One ugly me! Awesome! This picture was taken when me and my friend Anton were hanging out in the girls room which was only kind of against the rules. At the beggining of camp Mrs. Tyrrell said that this camps only rule was respect, so i asked the girls very respectfully if i could come in and of course they said yes. We all felt very respected, especially me, as you can tell from the picture. It was so much fun. Especially because Liis (on my left) was scared of heights, and even the top bunk (where the picture was taken) freaked her out. It was hilarious! And Anneli (my right) kept poking me, which was very akward. Because she'd jab me in the ribs, i'd jump, and we'd almost all go flying off the bed. It was, as i said, hilarious. I'm going to post a bunch more pictures with explanations, because that's the easiset way to tell about camp. So enjoy the pics!

Under heavy enemy fire....

Real quick, guys please pray for me. I'm under heavy enemy fire and his aim is getting good. Believe it or not PAIN HURTS! So please pray for me as i get bombarded. I will not submit to the enemy's attampt to bombard me into submission. Please pray for me. Get me that cover fire i so desperately need. Help me out here. And read Psalm 31, that's one of my favorite resting places in this time of trouble. But please, help me out. I sorely need it. I'm injured, help me. Like a wounded animal, my crazed thrashing does nothing but injure myself and my loved ones. Forgive me everyone, and please help me. Send off some prayers for me tonight. Adieu.

Hi! (ANIME NIGHT!!)

First before i say anytrhing else at all i would really, REALLY like to thank you guys who E-mailed me after my last post. The fact that people care about me...Thanks guys. And even now i'm having a very good conversation on MSN with my friend Liis. Thank you tons guys. So anyway, last night was anime night at youth group. I forgot to take pictures ,which sucks because it was fun. But i can still tell you about it. Elis, Anneli and Evelin were in charge and i was their humble aprentice. So as i ran around being the techie working the computer, videos, slide shows and all that fun stuff they ran everything else. And it was great. During the week everyone had made up Anime alter egos over the week and because Anneli, Evelin, and Elis are such great artists they drew us all as Anime. I looked great. I had a wicked Katana and Naruto hair...i was Da Bomb! Oda-Kurisu in the flesh(kinda)! Anyway, then, using our Anime alter egos we had to make up stories and act them out in two teams. it was aweseome. in the end of mine i got turned into a parrot and got sligshotted off the side of a building. it was fun. then we watched videos and had a trivia kind of thing. it rocked. anyway, i need to go babysit now so Cya!

Frankenstein...Gave me a quote about friendship?

I just started reading Mary Shelly's "Frankenstein", which is supposed to be a great classic so i'm pretty excited. And so i just started it (like 10 minutes ago) and right away i found a quote. This guy is off on a seafaring adventure and he's is writing to his sister. And on this sea voyage the one big thing he misses is and needs is a friend. Here's What he says..."I have no friend, Margaret: when i am glowing with the enthusiasm of success, there will be none to participate my joy; if I am assailed by dissapointment, no one will endeavour to sustain me in dejection. I shall commit my thought to paper, it is true; but that is a poor medium for the communication of feeling. I desire the company of a man who could sympathise with me; whose eyes could reply to mine. You may deem me romantic, my dear sister, but i bitterly feel the want of a friend. I have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possesed of a cultivated as well as of a capacious mind, whose tastes are like my own, to aprove or amend my plans...and i greatly need a friend who would have sense enough not to despise me as a romantic, and affection enough for me to endeavour to regulate my mind." See, there it is, plain and simple, what i need. I guess i have friends but no one i can really talk to. As most of you can tell from reading my blog i've been really upset lately, and there's no one i can talk to about it. Like he says here, writing things down is a poor medium for communicating feelings. And i have no one, absolutely no one who i can talk to about this. Even my parents i feel uncomfortable talking to sometimes. I need someone who i can trust, who i can talk to, who can be there for me. I need that. And NO! I do not want to talk to some foreign punk through E-mail, i want a real physical friend who will be there for me. Not that i'm insulting all the friends i have now, i just have no one who i can trust and talk to. And i need it. I really do. And please keep praying for me, the enemy has moved from an all out assault to painful sniping when i least expect it. I need someone. Please pray for me. Please. G2G, Bye!

Thanks for the cover fire guys, i felt well protected.

Hey, i don't know who read my last post and prayed for me, i don't know if anyone did. But either way i got my cover fire. I was really nervous about singing in praise band because my whole body has been a swirling whirpool of dark emotion and i thought i'd come out sounding more like System of a Down in their song "Chop Suey" than someone praising God. but believe it or not it was awesome. to go back to the war example i felt like i had the great medic right there holding me up. and i made it through singing (i felt) better than normal. so thank you for your cover fire, it helped. i'm lucky to still be blogging and not putting angry songs. i should go now. i'm tired and i want to read Peter Pan. life isn't so complicated in books. i love them. the escape is beautiful. anyway, gotta go. Cya. and by the way, keep up the prayer, just because i made it through one day doesn't mean i'm not in need of cover. so yeah, anyway, bye!

A quick prayer request...

As you may have noticed from my last three posts i am slowly losing my mind and am under attack from areas that i never expected. But that's just how the enemy works right? The jerk loves to kick me when i'm down. He'll get his dues. But anyway, because i am going insane and am feeling huge amounts of (emotional) pain please, oh pretty, pretty please pray for me. I've been shot down and i need some cover fire to get through this, so please dump out some prayers for me. Lord save me...Today i have praise band practice and anger and depression really put a damper on my singing. And then saturday we're playing at some women's prayer thing...CRAP! So anyway, cover fire, keep my back covered well i try to make it through the trenches! I can't do this on my own, please help. Keep me covered. Thanks in advance,

Cya
Chris
P.S. If you want a clue as to why i'm stressed go watch the "I write sins not tragedies" video on youtube. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMYs6t4tTOI

Hate is a strong word but...RARRGH!!!!

I know i said i was done but this song is even better. IT ROCKS!! Because tonight i wouldn't even say it's someone i don't like but someone who is making me hurt. And this song works. So here we go again with The Plain White T's Song "Hate (I Really, Really Don't Like You)". Enjoy, and go listen to the song, it's awesome.

The Plain White T's

Hate (I Really, Really Don't Like You)

Love, love, love, love, love, love.

Woo!

You were everything I wanted.

You were everything a girl could be.

Then you left me brokenhearted,

Now you don't mean a thing to me.

All I wanted was your

Love, love, love, love, love, love.

Hate is a strong word,

but i really, really, really don't like you.

Now that it's over

I don't even know what I liked about you.

Brought you around,

and you just brought me down.

Hate is a strong word,

but I really, really, really, really, really, don't like you.

I really, really, don't like you...

Thought that everything was perfect,

Isn't that how it's supposed to be?

Thought you thought that I was worth it,

Now I think a little differently.

All i wanted was your

Love, love, love, love, love, love.

Hate is a strong word,

but i really, really, really don't like you.

Now that it's overI don't even know what I liked about you.

Brought you around,

and you just brought me down.

Hate is a strong word,

but I really, really, really, really, dont like you

Now that it's over,

you can't hurt me.

Now that it's over,

you can't bring me down.

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh...)[x2]

All i wanted was your

Love, love, love, love, love, love.

Hate is a strong word,

but i really, really, really don't like you.

Now that it's over

I don't even know what I liked about you.

Brought you around,and you just brought me down.

Hate is a strong word,

but I really, really, really, really, dont like you

(Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh...)[x4]silent

(I really really don't like you...) [x3]louder

Hey, hate is a strong word, and i'm not hating anyone tonight. I'm just angry, and i like this song. Cya!

Fell in love with a girl? NO! I have come to the conclusion there are no girls, just scary monters with big teeth and long hair...

Here's is a less emotional song than the other one i posted but this one has the same basic point. And plus i like this song. Anyway, here we go with The White Stripes' song "Fell in love with a girl".

The White Stripes

Fell In Love With A Girl

Fell in love with a gir

lI fell in love once and almost completely

she's in love with the world

but sometimes these feelings

can be so misleading

she turns and says "are you alright?"

I said "I must be fine cause my heart's still beating"

"come and kiss me by the riverside yeah, Bobby says it's fine he

don't consider it cheating now"

Red hair with a curl

mellow roll for the flavor

and the eyes for peeping

can't keep away from the girl

these two sides of my brain

need to have a meeting

can't think of anything to do, yeah

my left brain knows that

all love is fleeting

she's just looking for something new

yeah I said it once before

but it bares repeating now

"Can't think of anything to do, yeah"..."These two sides of my brain need to have a meeting"..."My left brain knows that all love is fleeting". I've always loved this song but never thought it would describe me. Sad...Another good song. Go for KoRn's "Freak On A Leash". or, as i call it, my "Angry Song". Thats song doesn't have so much to do with my X-Treme Angry Sadness. But still works for my anger. Anyway, now i'm off to use my immortal powers of timeless destruction to destroy thw world. Cya!

Great song! Perfect for the moment! Dude, i write sins, not tragedies.

I am am going to post the song "I write sins not tragedies" by Panic! At The Disco. I refuse to give my reasons, but read the song, you'll get the idea. This song may be over the top but it's better than blogging out a stinging blog post full of insults and smelly accusations. Sorry for the profanities, i didn't write the song, i just posted it. So here we go, notice what that screwy bride is...

Panic! At The Disco

I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Oh, well imagine: as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,

and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:

"What a beautiful wedding, what a beautiful wedding!" says the bride's maid to a waiter.

"Yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God'damn door?!"

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God'damn door?!"

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of oh

Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved!

Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne!

Oh! Well in fact well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved!

Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne!

I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God' damn door?!"

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God'damn door?!"

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.......

Again...

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God'damn door?!"

No, It's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.

I'd chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing the God'damn door?!"

No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality......

Oh yeah, this is good. Gotta love it. If you can go watch the music video on YouTube so you can get the full scope of my feeling of anger and betrayal! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMYs6t4tTOI) Anyway, Shallow Hal is on tonight (Irony is the name of my true lady) So i'm gonna go. Actually i think i'll post one more song first...Cya

I really love two things, Relient K and Lots of blog comments!

I checked my e-mail today and got like 6 blog comments! that makes me smile. thanks for commenting. i owe you a cookie. not really, until i figure out how to magically use the force to transports cookies through my blog i will be unable to give everyone who comments a cookie. but if you really want one and comment and then bug me every day for a month (bugging must be done in person) then i will give you a cookie. that's a promise. anyway, one thing i just want to say in response to people's suggestions to what i could do instead of college is this:i have very seriously considered doing some war college type thing, but i'm just not sure if that's where God is pointing me. i'm not saying that i couldn't benefit from war college. i loved battle school and that was as close to war college as i can get right now. i just don't know if it's what's needed. and also i just don't know if i can leave Estonia right now. or in 2 years. i don't know at all. anyway, Brent, i like your idea of starting an Estonian war college, only problem is...well, there's tons of problems. if it's in Estonia will it only be opened to Estonians? or will we import foreigners who don't speak Estonian? believe me, language is the key to ministry a large majority of the time (not always, but usually) how can you tell someone Jesus loves them if you don't know how to even say "Hi" in their language. Mida iganes. Lollid ideed on naljakas. ma tean et see on vale. ma räägin nagu loll inimene. tsau! and by the way, Brent, if i was in charge there would definitely be tons of yummy Estonian cheese.

so yeah, another thing i love is Relient K. I haven't listened to Relient K in a while. i don't know why. i just haven't. but lately i've started listening to them again and i've been like "WOW, THIS ROCKS MY SOCKS OFF!!" and i've started liking their softer more serious songs now, i didn't use to, i just liked their fun songs (may the horse be with you!). maybe that shows i'm more mature. who knows. anyway, one particular song grabbed my attaention, and since i've gotten into the habit of just copying and pasting lyrics rather than actually writing something original i think i'll do it again because i love Relint K's song "When i go down". If you can legally get copy of this song i would tottally suggest that you listen to it. it makes me smile. Anyway, enjoy!

Relient K

When i go down

I'll tell you flat out

it hurts so much to think of this

so from my thoughts I will exclude

this very thing that

I hate more than everything is

the way I'm powerless

to dictate my own moods

I've thrown away

so many things that could've been much more

and I just pray

my problems go away if they're ignored

but that's not the way it works

no that's not the way it works

when I go down

I go down hard

and I take everything I've learned

and teach myself some disregard

when I go down

it hurts to hit the bottom

and of the things that got me there

I think, if only I had fought them

If and when I can

clear myself of this clouded mind

I'll watch myself settle down

into a place where

peace can search me out and find

that I'm so ready to be found

I've thrown away

the hope I had in friendships

I've thrown away

so many things that could have been much more

I've thrown away

the secret to find an end to this

and I just pray

my problems go away if they're ignored

but that's not the way it works

no that's not the way it works

Any control I thought I had just slips right through my hands

while my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me

reprimands me

then and there

I confess

I'll blame all this on my selfishness

yet you love me

and that consumes me

and I'll stand up again

and do so willingly

You give me hope, and hope it gives me life

you touch my heavy heart, and when you do you make it light

as I exhale I hear your voice

and I answer you, though I heardly make a noise

and from my lips the words I choose to say

seem pathetic, but it's fallen man's praise

because I love you

oh God, I love you

and life is now worth livingif only because of you

and when they say I'm dead and gone

it won't be further from the truth

When I go down

I lift my eyes up to you

I won't look very far

cause you'll be there

with open arms

to lift me up again

to lift me up again

Isn't that song great? i keep trying to put spaces between the verses but for some reason blogger doesn't like that and it never works, let's hope it does this times. anyway, i'm done sharing that song i love, i'm gonna go take out the trash now. and i don't mean take my siblings for a walk, i mean take out the trash. Cya!

I hate college...and i'm not even there yet!

I already hate college. i'm just researching different universities and checking it all out and the only thing that ever comes to mind is Relient K's song "College Kids", which i will now post for you so you may also know why i don't really know if college is for me.

Relient K

College Kids

Someone please save us, us college kids

What my parents told me is what i did

They said go to school and be a college kid

But in the end i questioned why i did

I'm poor, I'm starving, I'm flat broke, I've got no cash to spend

Sell all my books for front row tickets to dave matthews band

My girlfriends at another school i know this year will test her

I called, found out she had 3 other boyfriends last semester

[Chorus]

And thats why i say

Oh no, not for me, not for me

Call it torture, call it university

No, arts and crafts is all i need

I'll take caligraphy and then i'll make a fake degree

80 grand later i found out taht all i had learned

Is that you should show up to take your finals and your midterms

The party scene is kinda mean, i think its sick and twisted

The navy showed up at my dorm and claimed that i enlisted

[Chorus]

Dont get excited, she'll say "no" without a doubt you see

And i've decided college girls just wont go out with me

They make me nervous and they always catch me off my guard

Like cell phone service i drop out cause college is too hard

Its time to call my father

Cause its his alma mater

Good grades arent what they seem

I think he knows the dean

Its time to call my father

Cause its his alma mater

He said hes proud of me

But college always was his dream

And i would always say its not for me

[Chorus]

Phi, beta, delta, kappa

Do waht will make you happy

Do what you feel is right

Only but one thing matters

Learn how to live your life

See? what's the point? all that matters is that i learn how to live my life (i agree with Relient K) and for the most part i know how to do that. i don't know how a college degree will help. i think i'll take arts and crafts...caligraphy...and then i'll make a fake degree. so yeah, i hate university...i just don't know if it's how i want to spend a huge hunk of money and 4 years of my life. whatever, just venting frustration. bye!

People Profiles for you!

Because i mention my two friends Anneli and Evelin (Pictured above) so much on my blog i thought i'd give you a little picture of each and some info on both of them. They are both twins and my two best friends since moving to Estonia. So anyway, here are your people profiles! Enjoy!

People Profiles #1 Anneli!

Here is my friend Anneli. She's actually more of a big sister. but, yeah, that's a whole different matter. I am one of the few people, or maybe even the only person who spells her name Anneli, with an "I". I don't know why i spell it with an "I", i just think it's right. This is a picture of her at her 18th Birthday Party throwing a cake at me. She didn't actually throw it. She likes chocolate too much for that. And she's not really as violent as she seems, she's actually very nice...until you say she's very nice, she's probably gonna beat me up now...oh dear...

People Profiles #2 Evelin!

Here is my friend Evelin, she is wicked cool and one of my first two Estonian best friends (Her twin, Anneli, is the other). This is her "Matrix" pose on the fountain of kissing students in Tartu. She is 18 and speaks better english than me. She also spent the summer babysitting for my parents well i was in Canada. And don't be fooled by the blond hair, she's more inteligent then she seems...most of the time...

Eero and Vesse rock! (And so does youth night)

Yesterday, friday, Eero and Vesse led youth night, which was great! first we went on a a crazy scavenger hunt around Tallinn. crazy because my team and I didn't find the second clue. we knew the clue was somewhere in a bathroom. well we looked in the bathroom it was supposed to be in but didn't find it. so we thought "hmm, where are there public bathrooms where they might hide us our second clue? so we headed off to Viru Keskus. dumb idea. but then Eero called us and put us back on track and we met up with him and he gave us a new clue (but because we never got the second clue everything was out of order and very confusing) so after running around trying to find Tallinn's central point (eventually a guy just standing nearby said "well if you're looking for the center of Tallinn, it's over there" and pointed 10 feet away) we eventually went back to the corps and figured out that not only had we lost, we'd been creamed. but i still think our team had the most fun and therefore we are the true winners. but at least we got some warm tewa upon arriving at the corps, which made our frigid running in circles worth it. then we played a fun game were two people were blindfolded (me first of course!) and had to chase down another guy who they could follow by the sound of his ringing phone. totally awesome. i tottally rocked at that game. but that was mostly because i wasn't afraid of running face first into a wall, which i did. and then after we harassed each other in a that blindfolded race we played a game kind of like duck-duck-goose except that it involved two people, one who was the "hunter" and the other the "hunted". the tricky part was that you always had to keep your hand on the table in between you. so it was a no brainer for me. i just jumped on top of the table and crawled over to my opponent and slapped him on the hand. MY WIN! oh the fun...and then the sad part came...that was the end of our youth night with Eero and Vesse leading. we gave them an awesome aplause. thank you guys, you rock!

Anyway, now today should also be fun. to give me a break from being my family's resident babysitter my friend Evelin is going to babysit my brother and sister, which will give me a free day! it's a miracle! a free day. and despite the fact that this might seem stupid, i'm thinking i might spend my free day going with Evelin to babysit the siblings. because there's no way i'd rather spend my free day then hanging out with some of my best friends, and Evelin is one of them. and then if her sister Anneli comes too that will be two of my best friends to hang out with! so i'm still deciding. what i'd actually like to do is spend my whole day going from computer to x-box to kitchen and back again. i'd love to spend the day watching Chad Vader on youtube (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4wGR4-SeuJ0) and playing Star Wars:Knights of the Old Republic on X-box (http://www.lucasarts.com/products/swkotor/) but something tells me my parents (MOM) would not allow that. and there is no i am going to spend my whole saturday doing school and cleaning the house so i guess i'm going to have to go hang out with my friends! YAY! but i'm still thinking about it. whatever. but now i need to go because...well, i'm done writing. so Cya!

My thoughts on the holy war against Satan.

Wedenesday in Bible we talked about Romans 14 where it's talking about how some people believe that some days are more holy than others and whatever and that we don't need to condemn each other because we'll all give our own account to God. Great bunch of verses. Because that is most definitely one of the major problems of christianity today, as Relient K puts it:

"The enemy is much ignored
while we fight this Christian civil war.

We're cannibals.
We watch our brothers fall.
We eat our own, the bones and all."

And so, wednesday night, while thinking on this subject i thought of an interesting analogy that i would like to share with you. When i thought this up i thought it was really cool. So i wrote it down on paper (Chris can write on paper?) and now i will blog it for you.

This holy war against Satan is less of a war in the traditional sense and more of a covert mission behind enemy lines and then trying to get home. In an earthly war you shoot at the enemy, he shoots at you, everyone loses. In the war with Satan we are in his territory. He owns the earth. We are the rebelious freedom fighters trying to make our way back home in one piece. The enemy, being the spiteful jerk he is, does not want us to get home. And even if we do get home he wants to make it so it's only after he's blasted us into pieces and we're sent there in a body bag. Now our primary objective is to free any captives we come accross on the way home. There sure are a lot of them. And we have to remind them that they need to get home. And the hardest part of all of this is that as we continue to try to follow orders and trek home and avoid the traps and ambushes of the enemy (his land mines and snipers are everywhere) on top of all that our own comrades love to shoot us right in the back. Maybe they don't mean to. Maybe in a "loving" way they're trying to help you but it feels like they're pointing thier gun at you're feet and saying "DANCE". This is something we need to be careful of guarding ourselves against and also need to be careful not to do to our fellow soldiers. As it says in Romans 14:12-13 "So then, each of us will give an account of himself to God. Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother's way." In this war there may be times when a fellow soldier will say "I look in the handbook and i believe our orders are this" and you will look in you soldiers handbook (Bible) and say "But i clearly see that right here it says this!" and you cannot come to an agreement then don't open fire on each other. You're already under attack from every side! You don't need more bullets to dodge! Drop it. Remember. At the end of the war the commander-in-chief will judge us all on how we followed our orders and how we did on our mission behind enemy lines. Some will be traitors. Some will be heroes. All will be under the commander-in-chief. So we don't need to worry about other people's orders. All we need to worry about is following our orders, freeing the captives, and getting home at the end of it all. So let's focus on our mission together and MOVE OUT!

Now i don't know what you thought of that, i didn't actually write that much out, i kind of fleshed it out for my blog. I hope you liked it. And by the way, to God be the glory, i didn't think that up on my own. Thank God for inspiration. Anyway, now i must go. I hope you liked this post. And i hope it wasn't too long for you. Cya!

Once...I had a dream...And this is it!!! (Dark Chest of Wonders)!

If you, like me, are a rather strange, abnormal, just straight up, plain and simple wierdo then you will know that this is how the song "Dark Chest of Wonders" by NightWish starts. Apparently Ms. Tarja Turunen has very strange dreams. Now if you're like me...i'm gonna stop comparing you to me, because one of is infinitely awesome and the other...well, i won't say that. it wouldnt be nice. by the way. i'm not sure if you're the awesome one or what. i just know you and i are most likely on completely different levels of cool. most likely you are way cooler than me. but anyway. to the real point. this morning i woke up at 6. now to most people that's like "ah, crap! i gotta wake up at 6!" but for me i believe in Benjamin Franklin's famous statement, "Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise". i'm not sure if waking up early will really make me wealthy. or even wise. but i always feel better if i do. so the healthy part seems about right. so anyway, ever since i had vacation in Italia, Prytani, and all those other places i have been unable to get myself up at 6. well, that's not quite true. i can get up at 6 but then i go back to sleep at 6:01 which kind of defeats the whole purpose. so i am very happy that today i managed to drag my butt out of bed at 6.

Now this amazing feat was not accomplished easily. 3 things had to be done for me to wake up and stay awake. first, after my phone started making annoying alarm noises to wake me up, i reached over, eyes closed, and kiled my phone alarm. Then, eyes still closed i opened my window (so that i would be able to do this i had unlocked my window last night) and felt the icy air fly in. ICY!! it was cold!! i pulled all 3 of my blankets even tighter around me and still shivered. then i closed my eyes and thought of penguins in tuxedoes and sirens with babies and violins...and then i sat straight up! can't go back to sleep! MUST....WAKE....UP!!!! so i stood up and opened my eyes. it was amazing. i saw nothing of interest at all. so i staggered accross my room to the lightswitch and smacked. let there be light! OWW!!! MY EYES!!! so i staggered back to bad, eyes squeezed shut, and fell straight into bed and put two pillows on my head to block out the light...then the violin lady playing to the seals again...MUST...NOT...SLEEP!!! HI YA!!! OUCH! so after karate chopping myself in the head to stay awake i looked at the clock...6:05. WHAT? All that for just five minutes? CRAP!! I knew it was time to take drastic action. this is where NightWish comes in. i grabbed my mp3 player and did what i knew would wake me up. "Once...I had a dream...And this is it!!!" i don't know why but this song always makes me jump up in bed. something about how this song begins just annoys me! It's all like "I'm whispering about my dream because it sounds all cool...and then we come in with the awesome guitars..." ugh...i like the song but i don't know why the begining just bugs me. Anyway, in case you haven't figured it out by now, that georgous raven haired beauty up there is Tarja Turunen with her "Dark Chest of Wonders", she's finnish and therefore lives closer to me then Amy Lee and therefore i've been thinking about proposing for quite a while now...

So anyway, i don't know why i told you all that. just wanted to share how i was able to drag myself out of bed. and i want to suggest something to you: if you need to ake up, put on NightWish's "Dark Chest of Wonders", if you want absolutely anything to feel like an adventure then put on NightWish's "Ghost Love Score". It made my putting away the dishes this morning a very exciting adventure, which is quite a feat because putting away dishes is rarely an adventure. So, anyway, one more interesting thing i wanted to write about before i left, yesterday a black cat was too scared too cross my path. you know this whole thing about black cat crosses your path and you have ultimate bad luck or something? well the other day as i was walking to the tram a black cat came and was about to walk straight in front of me (So, like, in my path) so i stopped, so as not to step on the poor little guy and the cat looked up at me. and i looked down at it. and it looked at me, and i looked back. and for a second we stood there, looking at each other, and then the cat ran back the way it came. i didn't make scary faces or anything. it just ran off. so that poor black cat was too scared to cross my path. I feel like "Coats", from BibleMan:The Fiendish Works of Dr. Fear when he yells "YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE POWER OF GOD!". It's like, "No black cats can mess with me, i got God power! Got God?" So anyway, yesterday a black cat was too scared to cross my path, oh so fun. anyway, i'm done now. i'm gonna be babysitting all day, which is always an adventure even without NightWish, so i'll have fun today. so yeah...Cya!

P.S.
For song suggestions, if you want to be angry at you're significant other then Evanescence's "Call Me When You're Sober" is great for that. When i listen to it i feel like i should be mad at Tallinn, Tartu and Kavastu girls, just for fun. Anyway, BYE!!

A P.S. to my last blog post.

Yes Meg, i absolutely, completely, and totally LOVE Evanescence's new CD. Not much could change my opinion of Evanescence. And also i never read your blog. I never read any one's blog. I barely even read my secret (not so secret) crushes blog. I truly am sorry because it's kind of jerky of me to have other people read my blog but not read their's but...sorry. Just lose interest to fast when i'm reading about other people. Does that make me self centered? I hope not, because i hate self centered people. And also, it's always cold here. Always. Except summer, but we won't mention that. And plus if you wear a bra you're instantly feminine. I don't think color matters much. But that is just a guy's opinion so doesn't count for much...

And Reet, it is impossible to both read my blog and be an "old granny", unless of course you're my grandmother. My blog makes people ten years young, which is why i write and act like a 6 year old. And also my blog should allow you to just give yourself whatever name you want without having to sign in, but who knows if that works. And you would definitely have to be acrobatic for airplane bathroom sex. But now i understand why airplane toilets are always full, and full for so long...

But now i gotta go. I will talk to you all later. Bye! (Neon green? What the...? Well it's definitely not boring...)

Ummm...I got some wierd explanations to some of my questions...And got stopped by Falck!

I got stopped by Falck! YAY! Today as i took my usual number 1 tram to the corps something happened that had never happened to me before...i got stopped by Falck! Falck is the security company that does pretty much all the work the police are too busy to do. Such as stop trams and board them, searching for people without tickets. It sounds so cool to say they "boarded" us. It's all like "Dude! We're getting boarded! Prepare the defences! Fire at will commander!" So after the intense firefight with the Falck people (I had to force chokce one before they won, but back to reality...) they waved down the tram and boarded. An air of nervous apprehension came over us all. You know the part in "Star Wars:A New Hope" when darth vader is just about to board the "Tantive IV" (Princess Leia's StarShip) and all the rebel soldiers are hearing wierd noises and looking all around. That's what it was like for us. We stopped and were like "Hey, why'd we stop?" and then came the storm troopers, err, Falck people. So, mind racing, i put my hand in my pocket and pulled out my wallet. What should i do? Should i try to bribe them? Should i try to run? Should i lie and say that i am an ambassador of the galactic senate? But then it hit me. I have a ticket!

So i pulled out my I.D. card and waved it around a bit, just to show off how good i looked in my picture. Then a Falck lady walked up to my, and i did the unthinkable, i handed over my card. Oh, how tragic! I had surrendered to the enemy! Darth Vader had won! Just kidding. So she handed back my card and said "äitah" and moved on to the next victim. I sighed with relief. I cried tears of happiness. I watched in sadness as they marched about 8 people off and put them into the Falck van to bring them off to the police for their fine. This made me very sad. The only people to get taken were young people (the only people cocky enough to not buy a ticket) and a poor homeless guy with a huge bag of bottles to turn in for money (the only person who couldn't have bought a ticket, even if he'd wanted). This made me very, very sad. But i was still quite happy to have survived my scrape with Falck. So the is the story of my close encounter of the Falck kind.

And now to bring up so fun subjects again. First, CONDOMS! Secondly, Ladie's "PANTIES"! Now first, Condoms in airport bathrooms. Maybe i am just young an naive but sex in an airplane bathroom does NOT sound like fun. I've been in lots of airplane bathrooms and all of them seemed quite uncomfortable for any kind of anything involving two people. Even things involving one person (such as using the toilet) are uncomfortable in airplane bathrooms. I guess i understand needing a condom for shacking up after jumping off your flight but still, how desperate are these people? Whatever, some things i will never understand. Hopefully never. Anyway, on to Ladie's "Panties". I can kind of understand different clothes making you feel different. I mean i have my "Party Shirt" that i wear at parties because it's bright and colorful and makes me feel partyish, and i have my "Nice Red Shirt" that i wear when i want to look nice and feel like i look nice. But besides that i'm simply just a T-shirt and Jeans type of guy! So yeah, i don't really understand the whole three Panties and Bras stores in one mall thing, unless you're one of those chicks into the whole "airplane bathroom sex" thing. But still...doesn't make sense. How do white undergarments make you feel boring? The only thing that ever makes me feel boring is when i'm wearing nothing at all! Then i want to put some clothes on. But that's just me...so anyway, there's some insights into my strange, strange self. And an admission of the sad fact that there is so much i don't understand...like airport condoms and ladie's butt and breast covers. (Tee Hee, i'm making up funny names for underwear!) So now i must bid thee adieu, please refrain from sex in odd places and buying more Pantie's than you can afford. Tsau!

Welcome to the ultimate blog reading experience from the one and only Christopher John Clark, King of his own little universe!!

Hello to all my loyal fans! Thank you! Thank you! You're too kind! All one of you! Despite the fact that i know it's not true i am going to keep pretending that i think that only one person reads my blog. Girl with a crush on me, your blind loyalty in reading such slipshod writing as mine can only be called stupid to the extreme. And for that i most sincerely thank you. And laugh at you. But mostly thank you. I'm sure i probably love you too. By the way, that reminds me. Please do not comment on my blog without leaveing some kind of name! And it doesn't have to be your real name, just something i will recognize! People do it all the time! BSS, Gato, Kin...I know all these people, just leave a nickname or something but don't leave me hanging, dying in my curiousity to know WHO THE HECK ARE YOU!?!?! So yeah, just wanted to throw that out because i've been getting way too many anonymous comments lately. Anyway back to my suspicions that somewhere out there, one of you is madly in love with me. no, not you. i already know you love me. that other chick. the russian one. when i first started this beautiful thing we call the Chronicles of Chris someone commented on my blog in russian and i have never found out who it was. but through my vast knowledge of people who speak russian i have had it translated many ways and know that this chick loves me. sad part is i don't know who she is! I'd like to imagine her with flowing straight black hair and a walk like an angel...but that's just as likely as me running around in circles all day, which now that i think about it rather likely...

Anyway, i'm getting off topic as always. what was the topic you ask? i don't know. how about i make one up. oh i know. i'll tell you about my THIRD blog. http://chrischroniclesofschool.blogspot.com/ is the new blog reading experience from the great mind of yours truly (i'm far too modest, right?) this year for school i was supposed to have a diary for schoolwork and i was just like "Diary? Blog? BLOG IT UP BABY!!" so now i have an evil school blog for my school work. fun huh? it will probably bore you to death once i actually start posting anything and it will probably be more of a dead end like my other blog (http://progamer4christ.blogspot.com/) which never really took off...or more took off then crash landed. so yeah, stick with Chris Chronicles, where we really know how to partay! (This is DJ Kuri-Suu (fierce mouth) here to rock the house!) Anyway, now that i'm done telling you bout my blogs evil twin i must tell you about todays evil twin...yesterday!

Yesterday, unshowered and unshaven, i was going through the motions of school work, corps work, family work, adn other such aspects of life when i was rudely interrupted by a call from a number that hadn't called me in a long time..."Chris? Can you meet me at the corps in five minutes? I'm almost there!" Umm, RUN! So still unswhered and unshaven i bolted to the corps in the freezing icy snowy cold, which was made extra fun because i had forgot how to walk on ice and almost slipped about a hundred times. and i noticed something fun about music and the whether. when the little man inside my MP3 player played Blink 182's "I miss you" the ice didn't feel so cold, especially when i sang along..."Don't waste your time on me your already a voice inside my head..." and when the little MP3 man played NightWish's "Ghost Love Score" (gotta love them Finns) i felt like the tenth member of the Fellowship of the Ring ("Kurisu") Climbing up the Mountains of Moria which made my short walk to the tram feel like an adventure. which of course it always is with me...

So anyway after Climbing the Mountains of Moria and jumping on a tram i got to the corps and pulled Liis's hair to say hi. by the way, it was Liis who had called. Liis my old friend from Tartu who i hadn't seen in a while. so me and Liis sat down and chatted while her phone charged then we took off to Viru Keskus to go sweater shopping. and of course 2 hours and a million stores later we did find a sweater that both me and her liked (She liked it because it was purple, like a bush ;-) I liked it because it didn't show cleavage, always a bonus when shopping with girls. you can tell them not to buy revealing clothes) and then after walking around, buying chocolate and Dr. Pepper (Viru Keskus is like the only place in Estonia where you can buy Dr. Pepper) and waiting forever we met up with Anneli and walked over to Kristiine Keskus and had fun looking at teddy bears, laptops, and suitcases. oh yes, the excitement, a pink suitcase(dripping sarcasm on my shirt again...). it was quite fun until we had to say our goodbyes to Liis as she went home with her uncle and me and Anneli headed home. it was especially sad splitting up with Anneli in BaltiJaam, to say goodbye to two beautiful girls in one night...tragic. well at least i'll some some more tonight! Youth Night Rulez!

So it was all very exciting and informative. i always learning something new about the opposite sex when i spend large chucks of time with them. like i kind of had it explained to me why girls like "bad boys" but it still doesn't make sense. and i also don't get how drunk british guys are funnier than me. i mean they have to get drunk to be funny. i'm hilarious and crazy when i'm sober, saves money on drink. some things i'll never understand. explain to me again why girls want the excitement of a drunk "bad boy" who will "love" them, leave them and never really need them, over the fun and real love of someone who genuinely cares about them, and wants to take care of them and likes them for more reasons then the two reasons most guys like girls for (right breast and left breast). i will never ever understand...

so anyway, off that subject that makes me want to punch old town tourists. in March (i think) some of the Tallinn corps youth and i are headed to England for three days of pure party action. well more like performing dances, dramas and whatever else they make us do. i'm quite excited about it because i love traveling with my friends. anywaythis gives me an opportunity to blog about something i've wanted to talk about for a long time. aiport toilets. whats with airport toilets? i mean you walk in and after wiping the, err, condensation off the seat (oh, it's condensation. i thought it was...) you seat down and you read all the beautiful graffiti. "Bob was here" "I sniff farts" "America sucks" "Weed rulz" "What the ****?" "Why do so many people write on bathroom walls?" i've read it all. Anyway, so after reading the Graffiti you start to wonder about one of the airport's greatest mysterys...why do they sell condoms in the airport bathrooms? you can't have sex on a plane! not that i know of anyway. so why on earth do they sell condoms in ariport bathrooms? i could speculate more but when it comes to sex letting my mind wander is never a safe thing to do so i'll stick with what i've written so far. anyway. so that's my review of the men's rooms in almost every airport i've ever been to. i wonder if the women's rooms are that strange...i mean do they sell condoms in the women's room too? or...i'm gonna change the subject.

a few more things i feel and urge to write about. when i was in the Bastion store in Viru Keskus (where Liis got her sweater) i saw this wicked cool guy's shirt that was just so cool. it said "attacker's squad" on it and it looked quite warm and comfy so i went to look at the price and i choked on my tongue when i found out that it was more than 500 kroon. dude, i wish i were rich. i would look so cool. oh wait, i already loook cool! never mind that then. i just don't know where people get 500 kroon to spend on one shirt. and another thing i feel compelled to say. why do women have whole stores devoted simply to their underwear? are they obbsessed or what? i mean guys don't have whole stores devoted to underwear that i know about. but in Viru Keskus alone there are at least 3 women's underwear stores. i don't understand it. what is the obsession ladies? i mean not many people see it. it's not like shirts and pants. maybe it's a comfort thing...or maybe chicks stare at themselves naked in the mirror a lot...i dunno. whatever. again too wierd of a subject.

Now i need to go. i will Cya you all some other time. sorry to give you such a long post. i just love my blog. anyway, Cya!

Awww...Wook at da kute widdle puppy!!!

He's so cute!! Peter was a dog for Halloween. it wasn't very hard for him because he pretends to be a dog all the time. but it was still fun to see a Samurai and a duggy hanging out together.

Sergei the Monkey man!

For Halloween Sergei was...himself! Not really, he was himself and in this picture Evelin turned him into a monkey. A funky chunky monkey!

Who you gonna call? Ghost Busters!

Anneli the Ghost! AHHH!!! Scary!! She threw this together in like 3 minutes from stuff lying around, is that skill or what?

Oops! I lied...(Samurai!)

It appears i was mistaken...here is a oh so sensual picture of my being Mr. Samurai (call me Kurisu). Enjoy it! I know it's badly taken! FORGIVE ME!!

I WANT MY MUMMY!!

Here is a fun picture of cute little Helen-Maria during the mummy game where we had to wrap up people in toilet paper faster than the other team. and of course, my team won.

HALLOWEEN!!!!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! Here's a picture of my friend Anneli looking terrifying (as usual) dressed up as a mummy/sphinx/ghost/BOO! HAHA! scared ya didn't i? because we're so darn American we had a Halloween party at the corps which was wicked fun because we all got a big time sugar high, and then all crashed big time!! dude, it was fun. most people weren't dressed up as anything, but i was, of course, a Samurai. my traditional role as the "one who serves" was not to be neglected for a simple thing like halloween. so i strapped on my sword (Thank you Maret and Liis for one of the coolest birthday presents ever) picked up my bow (a standing testament to the fact that i AM an archer) and jumped on the tram. there is nothing more interesting than walking around Tallinn with a sword and a bow and wearing a kimono type thing. the stares are beautiful. but sadly because of the fact that i was the camera man (as always) there were no pictures of me (aww). but it was still fun! and of course since i was the camera man i got some great pictures so i'm gonna put them all up. so get ready for some halloween fun!

SNOW!!!

Let is snow, let it snow, let is snow...YEAH!!! it's a snowy day in the neighborhood, a snowy day for a neighbor...won't you be mine? Anyway, as you can see from this beautiful taken picture by moi it is really and truly snowing. so anyway now it's cold...and wet...and nasty. and i need some good boots! geeze, there is nothing worse than standing at a tram stop for hours with your feet in cold, cold snow. so anyway, just wanted to let you see the condition of icy Estonia. and i wanted to let you all in on the good news that i don't have to shovel any of it! so yeah...Cya!