So much laundry...

Elizabeth has been and still doing laundry all day. I even went to the laundry mat to wash my comforters. I haven't been inside of a laundry mat since I was a kid! This is the most loads of laundry I have done in my entire life. I'm preparing to leave on Wednesday. Lots to do... I mean probably I'm going to go to bed a four in the morning. I don't know how I'm going to wake up at 6 to 6:30 in the morning on Thursday. I'm going to bed so late because I got home at 9:20. I was wandering around Northtown mall for nearly three hours. Then, I've been doing laundry and working on one of my essays. I thought I was finished with it; however, Brother Adams said that I can't sound wishy washy. So, I rewrote the first and half of the second paragraphs. Of course that took forever. I'm going to really miss the internet and my laptop. ;(

Here's the parts that I took out of my essay.
Like all young adults, my decision about a career has been changing and evolving. When I was a junior in high school, I volunteered at a veterinarian clinic and thus decided to become one. For five years, I readied myself to become a veterinarian by keeping my grades high and preparing to transfer over to Washington State University. When I graduated from a community college, I changed my mind to become a doctor instead. However, I have been also thinking about being a chiropractor because I like their philosophy much better than doctors. Doctors do not solve the source of the problem; they just mask the symptoms by prescribing medication.

This Wednesday or next Monday?

Elizabeth is conflicted. I really want to start my mission on Wednesday; however I told Securitas that I'd work Wednesday and Thursday. I need to call Aaron, my boss. However, I don't know if Securitas will provide someone to cover my shift. Ack!! I sort of feel bad for the whole thing because Securitas doesn't even want to provide someone for the six weeks. That leaves Aaron and Brian to cover my shift. Brian doesn't even want to do it because he says it's not even worth it.

President Clark should have called me back today. When I called him, I said I was still debating about it because I still have to tune my bike up. He said that we can ditch the bike to get me started faster. My parents don't think I'd be ready by Wednesday. Dad thinks I'll wait until the last minute. He thinks that because I'm pretty slow at packing my things for trips. I just want to go now. I'm pretty nervous though.

Here are the things that I want to get: feminine hygiene, hair spray, hair cream, my pick back (accidentally left it at the dojo), a pair of comfortable dress shoes, nylons or kneehighs, a long skirt (maybe), another bottle of Ampicillin, a supplement from my chiropractor, batteries (for my automatic toothbrush), and a new Book of Mormon combination. I want to bring my cookbook because it's cheaper to cook things instead of buying pre-made things. I still have have to wash all of my clothes that are in my hamper and my bed sheets. I have to go to a laundry mat to wash my comforters because our washing machine is too small. I have to figure out what bag to put my comforters in because they take up lots of space. You know what, I'm just only going to take my main comforter and my knitted blanket that I got from my Nana. That will save room. I'm thinking that I should bring my cross-stitch just in case I get bored. I don't know if I can though. However, I hear it's easier to obtain forgiveness than permission.

Here's an essay that I wrote for BYU. However, I didn't use it because a biographical essay is suppose to be about what make me tick instead of where I lived.

On August 9th, 1986, I was born in Spokane Washington. I remember Pop-Pop bouncing me on his knee when I was a toddler. When I was about 2 years old, we moved to Salt Lake City for about a year. When watching Sesame Street one day, I some how pulled the TV down and have it hit my head. For a couple days, I looked like a raccoon. Then, we moved back to Spokane. For two summers, I went to California to live and vacation with my Mom’s side of the family. In 1992, we moved to Federal Way, WA. In 1993, we moved to Belgrade, MT. One winter Sunday, my family went sledding. As I was going down the hill, my head hit a girl’s knee. I ended up having a blowout fracture that caught my left eye muscles. Thus, I had one surgery to fix the bone and another to snip the muscles that made me see double vision for a year.

In 1994, we moved to Three Forks, MT for four years that had a population of 1,200 people. During the second summer and fall, we lived in a big, old camper trailer so my parents can save money. Late that fall, we moved into a little farm house that was 15 miles outside of town. I loved looking at the night sky full of stars. Then, we moved in Anaconda, MT. I went and graduated from high school there. I learned how to sing when I was in two advanced choirs called Choirleers and Bluebells. I improved my coordination and balance by throwing the discus for four years. Then, we moved back to Spokane. I went to a community college and took my generals. Spokane is where I learned the responsibilities and obligations of being an adult.

This is a start of another essay. However, I started fresh and didn't use this.

For as long as I could remember, I have been interested in science, especially in the medical field and in animals. Most of my school reports were about mammals like the great apes and the giant panda. When I was a junior in high school, I volunteered at a vet clinic. That is when I decided to be a veterinarian. Now, I want to be a doctor. First, the job opportunities were better because in 2006, 633,000 doctors worked in the US vs. 62,000 veterinarians. If I my plans work out, I will go to the University of Utah Medical School. By attending BYU, I will save money in medical school because I will be already a resident of Utah,

Dim Mak Book

Elizabeth is wondering if a DO can do all the things that a chiropractor can do. is researching about Dim Mak. finally finished her essays!! should have filled out FAFSA.

Since last night, I've been researching about no touch knockouts, the death touch, and Dim Mak. Dim Mak is a martial art that uses pressure points to knock out or even kill someone. I found a really good book that talks how the Chinese meridians equals the nervous system. I would like to buy it; however, I'm trying to save money. I just want to learn and understand more about how my chiropractor treats me. He can heal people without touching them. He can definitely figure out what's wrong without touching them. I know all of this sounds crazy. I would have believed myself if I wrote to myself in the past before I met my chiropractor. I have read about chi and watched a little about no touch KO's and thought it was bunch of baloney. I know some of it is true. I still don't know about no touch KO's though. I don't think it's a fraud. It still might be the power of Satan though because it's using Chi in a bad way.

I finally finished writing my scholarship essays. Hurray!! I sent them off to Brother Adams so he can proofread them. I was all worried about the application because I didn't know how much was after those essays. The next page was financial information. I should have filled out a FAFSA a couple weeks ago so they can have it by the deadline. However, I didn't look at the requirements for the scholarship and completely missed it. That's alright. I doubt that they will give me any money out of financial need because my parents make too much money.

President Clark called and asked if I could start this Wednesday. I don't know because I haven't even started preparing. However, I'm not taking that much with me. Mom and Dad says I won't even be ready because three days isn't enough time. I just have lots of things to do.

Pool Shark

Elizabeth realized that she's a pool shark today. I was playing with Brother Skidmore, who was giving me very good tips, at the institute building. We had dinner and were going to play Mission Impossible; however, we had 20 people instead of 30. So, I played pool instead. Brother Skidmore was teaching me how to hit the balls. Plus, it's all in the wrist instead of the arm. The arm has too much movement. When I tried the wrist, I sunk three in a row. That was cool because I thought that I still stunk at pool.

Since I wrote this for my application for BYU, I would like to post this on my blog. I had to limit this essay to 300 words. What sets you apart from other applicants, based on unique educational or life experiences, personal or family circumstances, obstacles overcome and/or achievements?

When I was young, I was a developmentally delayed baby and toddler. That presented some challenges because I could not even crawl when I was a year old. Doctors told my parents that I would never walk because my muscle tone and my fine and gross motor skills were so poor. Therefore, I walked on my knees for about a year. Then, I went to “play therapy” at two years old and started walking within a couple of months.

At three years old, I was enrolled into a special preschool to work on my motor skills and speech development. I took occupational therapy until I was in second grade and speech therapy until I was in seventh grade. At seven years old, doctors diagnosed me with Attention Deficit Disorder. In fourth grade, the work load was too much for me and had to be cut in half. In fifth grade, I was still struggling with school and was testing too high for resource classes. Therefore, I went to a neuropsychologist to be tested and was diagnosed with High Functioning Autism.

It’s a challenge to have Autism. Once people know I have it, they have a tendency to prematurely set limits. For example, I took a standard intelligence test from a psychologist when I graduated from high school. The psychologist said that I would not do well in math and in college in general. He wanted me to enroll into a certificate program instead of majoring in chemistry. However at Spokane Community College, I took calculus for a quarter and advanced chemistry for a year. I graduated with my Associates of Arts degree with a 3.76 GPA. I have learned by overcoming my handicaps, I feel that I am prepared to overcome any challenges that life might bring.

The Stand

Elizabeth finished listening to "The Stand" by Stephen King at work. It's pretty good. However, it's Rated R book because of the swearing and some graphic scenes. Latter Day Saints (Mormons) shouldn't read it. It was just as bad or even worse than the book "Hitman". I almost didn't finish Hitman because of the sexual scenes. I don't think I would have finished "The Stand" if I read it because of the swearing. There were some foreplay sex scenes that I didn't like. I didn't like how people just slept with each other. I did like the plot and the variety of characters. The whole book took up 46 CD's. It didn't help that the segments were a little more 40 min each. So, the CD's were a little more than half full. I-Tunes didn't split any of the segments so I could use the whole CD. I listen to books on CD because I just sit there waiting for Food Service of America's (FSA) trucks to come in so I can check for damage. I'm suppose to stop anyone that I don't know before they come in the site. However, I don't worry about it because I can't really stop them. They just go past me and it's too late. FSA employees don't even have little stickers or permits on their cars that tell us whether they are employees or not. FSA doesn't even care about security because if they did, it could be a closed site meaning that they would have to have a pass to get inside the premises. That would be a pain though for the long haul truckers. Plus, FSA has their drivers to leave the keys inside their unlocked trucks on the site. Anyone can waltz in there and steal a truck and/or a big trailer full of food.

Ringing and Reflexes

Elizabeth is really needs to write her essays for BYU scholarships. They are due in a week. I want to do them tonight or tomorrow so I don't have to worry about them. It won't be tonight because I have to go to bed. I have a chiropractor treatment tomorrow morning at 9:00. I have to ask him what's my nervous system doing when I hear ringing in one of my ears. It goes away after a couple seconds. But today, I could still hear it ringing very softly when I plugged my ear. I thought I felt a little pressure in the ringing ear too. I tested my balance when I ear was ringing, it wasn't that good. When it stopped, my balance became better. I just wanted to say that when my chiropractor examined my reflexes after my treatment, for some reason they weren't working. He had to check if anything was wrong with them by checking telepathically. He didn't find anything. So, he had to hit them a good amount of times for them to actually reflex. He said that my nervous system was overloaded and that it didn't want to be bothered. It's like getting a slow connection on the internet. I thought that was really cool. My body has never done that before.

Driver's licence

Elizabeth is really thankful that she can still work for Securitas when she gets back from her trial mission. I need my medical insurance for my chiropractor.

Gerr. I need to go to bed. However, I want to ice my lower back before I go to bed. I didn't ice it yesterday or today, just once tonight. I need to go to bed because I want to get up early to go to institute at 10:30. I work tomorrow too. So, I have to have extra time to make lunch and drive Evan to school. Ha, Ha, me leaving on my trial mission will make Evan to get his drivers license. Hurray!!! Because when I get home, I won't have to drive Evan anymore. He's been meaning to get since spring.

Now, a few people has read this blog since I've been reading others and commenting on them. However, no one is following it yet. So, I can still write anything I want to a degree.

I went to institute today. I loved class because Brother Adams shared two stories with us. One that just happened to his son, Brian, who's on a mission in Korea and a story that happened on his own mission. I would write about them, but like I said I need to go to bed.

My little magnet

Elizabeth bought a bipolar magnet for $20 from her chiropractor to protect her from electronic devises (EMF) that create nerve flow interference. I'm going to quote a paper that my chiropractor gave me to understand the causes of nerve flow interference. EMF is one out of six. It's (Electromagnetic Sensitivities) is number 2 on the priory list for my body. "Electromotive forces from devices like computer screens, hair dryers, cell phones, TV's ect act upon some people in a way that causes NFI to show up in their nerve system. As an analogy, the body "talks" back and forth between the brain and its' body cells sing energy that is like electricity, but electrical devices also emit energy that can "talk" to the human body. Like two people trying to talk to each other at the same time, interruption and confusion results. NFI results." I need to ask how the little, flat magnet protects my whole body. If I didn't know what it was, I would probably throw it away or think it's worth about one to five dollars. I always have to keep it on me, even when I'm sleeping. Right now, I have it on my hip underneath my underpants. The receptionist keeps hers in a zipped locked baggy on her side under her bra.

My chiropractor did some muscle testing to see where my balance and coordination on the scale from 1 to 1000 today. When I first started seeing him, it was around 490. Now it's at 778. I've been going to my chiropractor for almost a month now. When muscle testing, he asked me if I had me cell phone on me when he pushed down on my arm. I had to take it off because it makes me weaker. Then, he thumped my chest to reset my meridian system. He told my system to forget all of the substance sensitivities that I have experienced the last 12 months. Then, he cold lasered all over my body including the top and bottom of my feet and hands. I told him about me leaving in two weeks. He congratulated me and said that my balance might improve while on my mission. The told the story of an old guy went on his mission with his wife. Before the mission, he had these cancerous tumors all over his body. When he was getting ready to go, they went away. For two years, they didn't appear at all. When he came back, they came back and he died shortly afterward. From what I'm experiencing from myself, I'm thinking about being a chiropractor now because no doctors could improve my balance and coordination, probably because they don't even know that one can do that.

I posted this comment on Martial Views today. I want to include this post because I wrote a lot and I haven't posted much about karate.

"Karate is simply not about ground techniques and never has been." I totally disagree with that. I know that most karate schools just teach standup fighting and some takedowns. However, the very good karate schools teach their students how to grapple. Most karate schools don't teach what MMA teaches. Most karate (TMA) schools can't defend themselves from street fights because their opponents are too unpredictable. Most karateka who fight in tournaments and people to fight in the ring (UFC) cannot defend themselves because sports teaches them very bad habits and to go by the rules. There are no rules in a street fight. Most karate schools, just focus on kata and bunkai, that’s it. My first school was like that and I knew I couldn't defend myself. Good karate schools have some type of MMA training to teach how to defend themselves from getting attacked on the street.

I train in Goju-Ryu. Every Tuesday night, I go to our sparring and grappling class. We are taught combinations with punching and kicking with standup. We go through drills with our partners, like parrying a jab, stepping in, and jabbing them in the face. Some days, we work on takedowns and throws. Most karateka won't know how to react if someone actually grabs their legs for a takedown. Probably, they won't know how to sprawl right away and keep their weight on their opponent's head and shoulders. No offense, but you would get your butt handed to you if you went down to the ground with a proficient grappler no matter how good you are at standup. Most likely you would be taken to the ground, like that Kung Fu guy. That jujitsu guy was under control of that Kung Fu guy the whole match. He could have ended the match in a minute or two when they went on the ground. However, he wanted to work on the Kung Fu guy for a little while.

I love grappling because it's where I'm not limited to my bad balance and coordination. I can feel the openings instead of seeing them. From learning how to spar and grapple, I’m much better prepared to defend myself from a street fight. With sparring, I learn how to take the punches and kicks without getting overly focused on the pain.

If you were taught how to fight dirty and not tournament fighting, I'm sure that you can defend yourself from the average Joe. I'm sure that you can defend from that big round punch. However, how do you defend yourself from the guy who tries to football tackle you? What if he succeeds to throw you on the ground and get on top on your chest throwing all kinds of punches? How would you defend and get out of that?

Trial Mission

Elizabeth is excited and really nervous about the trial mission. It will be for six weeks and full time. I'll live with one or two sister missionaries. It will start on the 6th. It could be here, Cheney, Sandpoint, or Moscow. President Clark said that Sisters work well the people who to the universities. Two weeks are not far away. I can't wait to tell Brother Adams!! I have to wear nylons or knee highs. Yuck, I hate those things because I feel that they constrict my feet and legs. We have to have mid calf skirts which is OK because I have two already. However, I don't have many shirts that have collars. Then, I have to wear closed toed shoes. I need to get one or two more pairs that are more comfortable than what I have now. Hopefully, I'll find the clothes without too much hassle because I normally just buy that looks good on me. Finding clothes that fit and look good is so hard because I'm six feet tall and weight 195 to 200 pounds. I have a long torso and big thighs. Plus, my feet is a size 11 1/2 to 12. I don't like trying to find nice shoes for me because it's so hard. I'm not the average girl or woman.

I need to tune my bike because I may have to take it. Plus, Evan has to take the hunting tape off of it too. I don't know how well I can ride my bike with a skirt on. I need to take bedding with me, which means I have to go to the Laundry Mat and wash my comforter because I haven't washed it in three years. I think that's what makes my room smell funny. I need to get more suitcases for me because I only have a big, brown, old duffel bag. That would fit my clothes but not my bedding. I can't take any entertainment with me. I have to call and ask if I could take my CD's with me. That would be wonderful because I love my music. I'm going to miss my laptop because I love typing everything. I'd have to write things down which is the slow way. I'd miss my I-Pod because I love all the music I can put on it. If I bring CD's, they'd be 1/100th of my music collection since I have about 4,300 songs. I'd really miss reading the scriptures and the commentary on the internet. However, I will be busy studying the scriptures and learning from Preach My Gospel. If I go on a regular mission, I have to buy Jesus the Christ, Our Search for Happiness, and Our Heritage because I will read all of Preach My Gospel at one point. I found the whole book of Jesus the Christ on the internet.

Hopefully, I can be still employed by Securitas when I get back. During spring quarter I didn't work, so it should be OK. I hope so because I want my medical insurance and don't want to look for a job when I get back.

The body's innate intelligence

Elizabeth is going to talk with the mission president at church today about her trial mission. Yay. Plus, I'm researching about the body's innate intelligence.

I'm trying to understand what my chiropractor is saying when he talks about the body's innate intelligence. I found this good article on the internet called Chiropractic Makes Sense. Then, I found a blog post about it too called Mental Impulses and Innate Intelligence. I think that the body's innate intelligence is your spirit because a dead person and an alive person has the same things; however, the dead one doesn't a spirit or the innate intelligence. They were saying that the innate intelligence controls one's brain or mental impulses. This intelligence's main communication is through the nerve system. If there is nerve interference, it and the body cannot communicate with each other effectively, thus resulting in disease. These supplements that I want to buy will get rid of the nerve interference eventually. I'm just trying to figure out how my chiropractor communicates with it by proxy. Maybe his spirit is communicating with my spirit; however, wouldn't I feel it though because I definitely feel when the Holy Ghost communicates with me. I found another good article that talks about Kinesiology.

I met with Andrey today. We were going to play tennis; however, we talked and went to his apartment. After looking at the games that he likes to play, we went to Jack in the Box to eat. Then, he dropped me off at SCC where my car was parked. When we were sitting there talking, two security came up with two cars. The woman said to get leave right then and there. I didn't like how she handled us security wise because she could have been a lot nicer saying since we were just sitting there in the car, we should leave because we don't have any business being there. Then, they made sure that we left my following our cars. Security doesn't have that much authority. It just irked me of how mean she was when she told us to leave.

Creepy Guy

Elizabeth has to go to the George tonight because her Dad's work van broke down. I'm going to be stuck in a car for five to six hours. At least, I'm going to make some money. It took almost seven hours. I stayed up all night. It's a good thing that I took a nap yesterday.

I'm wondering why my check from my work is around $20 less than last time. I need to go to the mailbox to check. I want to get those supplements for by birthday. It was on August 9. However, my dad said I have to wait for awhile because they spent too much money gassing up the boat during the summer. People need to learn how to live within their means! I worry about my Sensei because he's paying himself through credit cards. He says that the tough times always pass and he'll get out of debt again. But, still!! My church has always taught me that one should get a loan for their education, a house, and maybe their first car and that's it. I don't know about a business though because that takes a lot of money to start up.

I think creepy guys are attracted to me. There's this married guy in the Evergreen Ward who's around his 60's. I forget his name. Two years ago, I sang in the ward Christmas Choir and he was in it. He's really nice and sort of reminds me of Jack. The guy called me an angel yesterday. I remember kissing this guy on the cheek once. I have never done that before in my life. He's more of an acquaintance than a friend. However, when he saw me at the Chiropractor yesterday, he came up hugged and kissed me on the lips. That was inappropriate. I told Sister Barber about him when we had lunch together. (I also told her about Uncle Rich, the guy who sexually abused me.) She said to try to avoid him. The guy said that he misses me. However, I hardly know him. So, I have these two huge warning signs that I have take in account. I think that I will avoid him from now on because the last time I didn't really payed attention to the warning signs left me in very hot water.

Birthday

Elizabeth found a guy on facebook that was born exactly the same day as she. It's very cool because I haven't met or found anyone who was born on the same date as me. I would write more but I'm tired and have a little headache. I'm going to bed.

I trust my chiropractor

Sorry, this comment from facebook doesn't really apply to blogger. Elizabeth is wondering why everyone hates the new facebook. I like the setup way better than the old one. Someone please comment and tell me why they don't like it. I've been invited to join two groups to ban the new facebook. People have been commenting that they hate it too in their status updates.

Ack! I'm tired and need to go to bed. However, I still want to comment on Lisa's comment about the Brimhall protocol. I don't think that my chiropractor is in for the money. His office isn't the newest thing in the world. I think it's one of the oldest offices I've ever seen. I know that if I read someone was buying supplements because their chiropractor told them so, I would tell them that you get all of your nutrition in the food we eat. Plus, I would be really against Applied Kinesiology. Just looking at those newsletters would make anyone nervous. However, my chiropractor hasn't really done any of the suggestions in those newsletters from what I've seen. I looked at the main website for Brimhall protocol and how they prevent nerve flow interference from happening again. It's very convincing. I did see the Nutri-West Supplements website. That's where I became more comfortable about them when I looked at their ingredients.

I trust him because of the results I'm seeing in myself. I can balance on my right foot for a 60 seconds. Before I started treatment, it was around five seconds. I'd always lose my balance really quickly. It looks like that it's improving with every treatment. Then, I noticed today that my coordination is better in my legs because I can run easier. I have to test my balance on the treadmill to see if I want to fall off or not. If he can improve my balance and coordination to a normal person, that would be a miracle for me because I have been dealing with them all of my life. It affects my karate, especially kicking. I've noticed that my flexibility has improved in my left leg without any stretching. I noticed that looking way up doesn't bother me any more. I can feel a slight pull in my left eye now, but it doesn't hurt and bother me. When I look way up or down, I see double vision because of a sledding accident. Looking way down used to bother me, but it has gone away over the years. The bump on my foot and the knot in my thigh has decreased a little.

It was very interesting when he said that I have too much Mercury in my body because there are so many people say Mercury causes Autism. Plus, he says that my nerves misfire when I lean my head to the left while balancing on one foot. In high school, when I got excited, I would lean my head to the left and lean towards the person whom I'm talking to. After a treatment, he increased my flexibility in my left leg by having my eyes follow is hand. I'm seeing a lot of improvement without taking any drugs. Plus, it seems like he's not doing that much in my treatments. But whatever he's doing, it's working. So, I trust him about taking the supplements. If they help my balance and coordination even more, clear up my acne, and if getting rid of the Mercury helps me explain things, I'm all for it. Plus, I don't want my liver start causing problems when I get older because of the nerve flow interference.

YAY!!!!!! A trial mission! Finally!

Elizabeth's prayers were answered. I will serve as a missionary on a trial basis! I'm so happy! I've been trying to do this for 5 1/2 months! It's a very long time to wait. Everything has been clicking together. In about a week, things have been clicking together. First, it was my balance, then BYU, and finally a trial mission. I was all worried about the letter too. All summer, I was in transition. I was sitting and waiting for life to move again. It was really hard on me because I wanted to go on a mission really badly. However, it was just taking forever to get things together and meet with everyone. I'm just very happy that they are giving me a chance.

I don't know what this means about me still working and seeing my chiropractor. I wish that I remembered about that prize sooner. I'm worried because I have health insurance through my work. My treatments are $15 instead of $30. I want my balance to keep improving. Plus, I still want to buy some of those supplements. I just don't want have my liver to go bad on me if I go on a mission. I think I visited with him a good hour about things. After that visit, I trust him and understand how he treats me more. I feel that he has good intentions and a good spirit. I still want to ask him more questions. My mom should see him because of her back. She can't lift things over 25 pounds and plus she has insurance.

Karate was fun tonight. I love to grapple because I don't have to worry about my balance. We worked on back control. We learned a few types of chokes from the back and how to defend from them. My neck popped when he choked me one time. Then, we learned how to escape from mount by rolling over, turtling, and shooting through the arm pit. I was really bad at that because Andrew is somewhat heavier than I. It was nice to work with him because of his weight. Plus, I haven't seen him forever. He goes to the University in Seattle and studying to become an engineer. He still has two more years to go. Anyways, then we worked on some knife defenses. I getting pretty good at pining the arm, pressing my hand on the neck to control him, and running him down on the ground. Levi me yell with pain and made my wrist pop when he locked it. When working with Andrew, somehow he laid on my neck and head and made my tap out. I just wonder what my nervous system feels about this when I beat my body in karate. When I go to BYU, I want to find a school that's MMA real life based. I don't want to just learn how to fight in the ring because it teaches you bad habits. It says that you can't do certain things in the ring like eye gouging and blowing a knee out.

Need more money for supplements

Well, here I go again. I'm going to try to post everyday even it's going to be one sentence. Probably, all my posts are going to start off my status update from facebook. Well, it worth a shot because one sentence each day is pretty easy. So, why not write a paragraph explaining more of what I wrote. Probably, this will be boring for most people. However, it's still good to write everyday. I wonder if Tony still writes in his journal everyday.

Elizabeth wishes that she has more money. It's going to take forever to become a doctor and make the big bucks. I've been going to a Chiropractor. I took a total nutritional scan last week that cost 25 dollars. It ends up the he found nine things which were wrong with me. I'm going to start from the top priority. Liver, stomach, lung (because of strep), colon, ovaries, brain (because of liver), heavy metals (too much Mercury), and parasite. If I want to take care of my liver and stomach, I have to take these dietary supplements that will cost $77. I only work two days a week. So, I really have to watch my spending. So by going to the chiropractor, I haven't gone to karate four times a week. I've been going once a week because of gas. I really need to pay Sensei $100 because I haven't payed him since May. I want to buy and take these supplements because they really sound good for the body. If it was any supplement that one could get at a drug store, I wouldn't buy it because most aren't in the right form to be digested properly. Since my sexual abuse episode, I've been much more cautious about trusting people. I've been researching all about chiropractors, the Brimhall protocol, and Applied Kinesiology to make sure that he's isn't ripping me off. I trust him for now because he's Mormon and my balance is improving. That's saying a lot because I have really bad balance. I know that being Mormon isn't full proof, but it's a lot better than not being one. I want to ask my Bishop about Applied Kinesiology because it's very controversial and not scientific. Plus, he's a chiropractor himself.

Bishop told me that I'd be receiving a letter from President Mott in the mail this week. President Mott was going to give it to me on Sunday at church; however, I was at Eugene Oregon. I was going to call President Mott because he was suppose to call me last week. I don't know if this letter is a good sign because why would he give me a letter? Maybe it's from the guy in Salt Lake City saying there is no way that I could serve a mission. Maybe Heavenly Father doesn't want me to go on one because going to college is more important. I was accepted to BYU just like that and have been trying to go on a mission for five months. Well, institute starts in a week!!! I'm so happy because I loved it during the Spring quarter. I love Brother Adams and Sister Barber.

I like this quote from Ted L. Gibbons. This is about 1-7 of 1 Nephi. "If the Lord knows of our willingness to teach and testify of anything he lets us see and hear, he will let us see and hear many things. Notice as you study this record how often in the Book of Mormon the Lord shows his will and his purposes to his prophets and they immediately begin to share what they have learned with those around them. Of course some spiritual communications are designed for us only, and those we do not share." This is what I want to do on my mission. Since I know the gospel very well, why not share it to the world?

“When Jesus therefore perceived that they would come and take him by force, to make him a king, he departed again into a mountain himself alone.” (John 6:15) Jesus knew that the problems of the Jews were not social; they were spiritual, and he refused the throne." I didn't know that the Jews wanted to force Him to be king.

Journals

I like these quotes:

"President Kimball taught: “Let us then continue on in this important work of recording the things we do, the things we say, the things we think, to be in accordance with the instructions of the Lord. For those of you who may not have already started your books of remembrance and your records, we would suggest that this very day you begin to write your records quite fully and completely. We hope that you will do this, our brothers and sisters, for this is what the Lord has commanded.” (The Teachings of Spencer W. Kimball, p.349)

"Many times have I wished that my father had kept an account of his life, that I might look over it, and see his by gone days, deed and fortune; and never did he make the scratch of a pen towards it, until he had seen sixty cold winters; and as yet I know but very little of his life, not enough to make any record of, although I have a very short account written, but which is beyond my reach at present, if not forever. Like men in general I presume to suppose, that I shall have a posterity; and that may; like me; wish to know of their father's life, that they might view it, and perhaps profit thereby, or at least, have the satisfaction of knowing it. This is one object that induces me to write; that my nearest kindred, might know of their kinsman. I write also for a satisfaction to myself, to look over my past life, dates and events, and to comply with a requirement, oft repeated by the prophet Joseph Smith, "That every man should keep a daily journal." (Oliver Huntington Autobiography, BYU Special Collections, p.26)

Ever since junior in high school, I've been trying to keep a journal; now I blog. I love blogging because it's so much faster and easier to type then write. About a month ago, I read some of my journals that I wrote in high school. My handwriting is bad! I kept on wishing that it was on the computer so I could read it easier. It didn't help that I wrote with these light colored gel pens that were for dark paper.

Anyways, I've always loved writing about my life and what I think about things. It gives me a concrete perspective and a voice to what's going on in my life. However, like I said in the past, what I write or blog is so small what goes on in my normal life. Probably, it would be boring to most people if one could write or catalog every little thing that happened to him or her each day. I'm reminded of a movie where people in the future can access their loved one's memories when they died. That would be cool. One can know what really happened in a situation that affected both parties. For example, if the loved one lied to them or not. I know that our thoughts and actions are being recorded and will probably be used when we are judged.

When I was in high school, I always tried to write in my journal everyday. Now, it's about once or twice a week between my three blogs. I'm doing better about writing; however, I'm not doing it everyday. I'm trying to update my status everyday on facebook. I just need to put the updates on this blog because I think that they just get deleted after a period of time. Or maybe not this blog because it might be boring who read it. Lately, I've been writing the things that happened to me that were interesting, so I won't bore the reader. However, I don't know if it really matters because no one reads this blog anyway. People did read it when I had problems with my evil dojo.

Hey, I really need to write this down. Two weeks ago, on the first, I went to an audition to be an extra thug in a movie that's shooting in Spokane during the fall. I wasn't expecting to see all of these guys especially Sempai Scott from the evil dojo. I ignored him because he was the head Sempai of the group. He's thrid in command. Only Sensei Mary and Chinen are higher than him. When we were both waiting in line, he recognized me. So, he asked me how was my training going. I said that it was good and I was training at Spokane Family Karate Center. He said that he heard that. I asked how was the dojo. He said that some old timers came back. Then, he asked if I remembered Tracy. Tracy was a white belt who did commercials when I left. He said that Tracy said he should audition here. He said that he's done a commercial or a movie in the past. Then, our conversation when our space grew apart when the line moved. When he was done, he came right up to me. I asked how was it. He said it was alright. Then, he shook my hand and then said, "Good Luck". Then, he left. I was very surprised with his actions. I thought he would have been mean or something like that because of the fallout. Sensei Chinen, Sempai John, and him were the people that I didn't want to speak again to in that dojo.

I'm going to post all the my status updates that I said on facebook. I'm not going to say the dates because that would be too time consuming. Elizabeth either wants to go on a mission, get a better job, or go to BYU. Going on a mission is the one I want the most. If not, I want to go to BYU because I'm bored. Elizabeth went to Steve and Sariah's wedding reception. They had an awesome band!!! Elizabeth needs to write her essays for BYU. (I still need to write the essays for scholarships.) Elizabeth needs to write three more essays for BYU. Elizabeth really wants to go on a mission. It looks like that I have to do a trial mission first. Have to talk to the Stake President first. Elizabeth is went to a chiropractor for the first time in her life. It was very interesting. I had no idea what he was doing. I'll know more on Wednesday. Elizabeth researched about chiropractors. I didn't know the spine related to the wellness of the whole body. I suspect that I have problems in my lower back. Elizabeth is going to Sean's missionary farewell. Elizabeth is learning the correct strategy for Mobwars. Elizabeth is trying to learn what my chiropractor did to me. Elizabeth is really mad at herself that she forgot to go to Jen and Cameron's wedding reception!!! I really wanted to go too!! Ugg. :( Elizabeth is praying that her Stake President and the missionary department would give her chance. I want to prove myself through a trial (service) mission. Elizabeth is waiting for her Stake President to call her about the trial mission. I wouldn't surprise me if I have to call him tomorrow. Elizabeth wandered all over the fair looking for my FHE group. It was like looking for a needle in a hay stack. Couldn't find them. I liked wandering by myself though. Elizabeth is very happy. My balance is improving on my right side because of my chiropractic treatments. Plus, I was accepted to BYU-Provo. YAY! Elizabeth is hoping that the credits that she took at SCC will transfer into her Neuroscience major. That what happens when one changes schools and professions. Elizabeth is in Eugene Oregon. Had to deliver a box to my dad for work. Drove all night. Took eight hours. Elizabeth is back in Spokane. I don't like being cramped in a car for eight hours. I get fried! I don't know if I could be a truck driver.

Priest Lake

I haven't wrote that much in any of my blogs this month. I've been sort of busy. The first of the month I went to Priest Lake with my family for a week. That was relaxing because I didn't worry about my mission. We were away from everything. So, I got to read a lot out of The Lord of the Rings. Actually, I read along with a book on CD that I downloaded from the internet. After I read so many chapters, I listened to a corny, British radio adaptation of the Lord of the Rings. I read the first two book when I was a freshman in high school, but didn't read the third because he gets into way too many details about the layout of the land. I'd much rather read about the action and dialogue.

I really like Priest Lake because we get to camp right on the beach. The first day we camped up above the beach in trees because we didn't get there soon enough that Sunday. The next day, we secured a spot and moved all our things. We camp at the Lionhead campground which is on the northern tip of the lake. That campground is pretty rare because it's an actual campground where we get to camp right on the sand. Many campgrounds are just based in the woods somewhere. The portapotty is nice too. It doesn't stink because there is a fan going 24/7.

The first few days we were there, there was no water in the whole campsite. So, we had to drive to Indian Creek, another campsite for trailers and the whole thing is paved, to get water and shower. It also has a little store and a gas station. The gas station wasn't working though because the pump was pumping the gas. It took us a half an hour just to get there because the road is so windy, lots of s curves, and the last part is gravel. It was all wash-board too. That comes with gravel roads though.

We have two boats which my dad bought last year. One's a fast, little performance boat that can go 60 MPH. However, we have the wrong type of prop so it goes 50. It's very good for skiing, but bad for wake boarding and intertubing. It produces hardly any wake. So, wakeboarders are limited with their jumps. With intertubing, it's a less of a wild ride. One thing good about our boat is that it's not a gas hog. Most boats that you see are big and bulky. With ours it's light and has a big outboard engine.

Our other boat is the Hobey Cat. It's a fast sailboat that can hold about two to three people. It's fast because it sits on to pontoons instead of one main one like most sailboats. It's a lot to work to sail though. When I went this time, I had to quickly scutter back and forth under the mast which was low were I was at and try not to get tangled in the ropes in the process. Not that fun.

One night there was a thunderstorm. That was pretty fun because of all the chaos it created. We saw lighting far off the distance. It took a good hour or two to come to us. My parents and sister went to bed. I was hanging out with my brother and his friend Logan watching the lighting on the beach. They were going to sleep out there. As we sat on the Hobey Cat, the wind picked up. Evan tried to get the sail down so it won't tip over again, but the wind was too strong. Evan woke up my dad. Then, I went to the tent to grab the headlamp. When I was going to the tent, I saw the two tarps that was covering the sleeping bags fly off. One didn't fly very far, but the other few quite a ways. While I was walking back to our tent, I heard a branch snap.

The wind was so bad that we couldn't get the sail down. We abandoned the sailboat for a little while because the lighting was above our heads. The waves got so bad that it pulled the three foot stake which anchored boat and sent it on shore. Our neighbors that had lots of teenager boys helped us get the boat all the way on shore the it wouldn't be beat to death by the waves. When the wind died down, we put down the sail so it wouldn't tip over if the wind started blowing again. Next time, if we see a thunderstorm come our way, we'll get our ski boat out of the water like our neighbors and put the sail down. It was pretty exciting though.

I want to comment on somethings that you said Supergroup. First, my diagnosis changed to Asperger's syndrome. I know that I had autism as a child. Now, it just getting less and less. So, I don't know whether it will affect that much on a mission. However, it really looks like I have to go on a local mission first which will be local. Second, all young men should go on a mission for my church because it's their duty. Women don't have to. However, it doesn't matter if a guy or a girl has Asperger's syndrome because we are both treated equal on the decision. It just really depends on the person. Third, the sexual abuse did really affect and upset me. I don't know that it left scars in me; however, I won't look at somethings the same ever again. It did change my life. It made me realize how evil people can be and how they can be so stupid to reject the truth. I do forgive him, but I never want to see or even talk to him again because he's not repenting of what he did to me.