My name is Elena. My brothers (I have five of them. FIVE.) nicknamed me Elena the Paina because I happen to have a temper. Mom says I am getting better, but you never know. I love all the animals I live with, books, and (although when I am supposed to be doing school its a nusiance.) daydreaming. I love God, and all my family, and all of my awesome friends.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Sunday, April 1, 2012
The Hunger games
Okay, so, lots of Hunger games controversy.
"OMGOODNESS VIOLENCE AND BLOOD WHAT'S THE WORLD COMING TO??!"
So, I've decided to write a blog about it, because everybody seems to be doing it.
I may have a point, or, it may all be hokum. You can decide and let me know. :D
First off, I loved the books and the movie.
There's a lot of things I can relate to with Katniss.
And yes, the choices are "What's bad and what's worse....I'll choose this one." But it's a story. A good one.
If it was "My choices are kill this hot dude I have a crush on, or live free and happy and marry him and eat cake?" I don't think I'd read it. I mean, the choices aren't hard at all.
I just don't think it would be a fascinating read that pulls you in.
But since the hunger games is "Fight or flight" it's really addictive.
So yes, it's an awful, bloody, gory read. But it's a great story.
People think it will lead kids to violence. I disagree. The only way it could would be if that sin was already in your heart. You could then blame it on the book, like some people do when they can't except the fact that this was already something they were struggling with.
Like, for instance, Me.
I'm very violent-prone.Not to the fact that I start fights, but I end them. (This doesn't includes family matters.)
I have a strong sense of Self-preservation.
It's one of the reasons when I was little I wasn't to be bullied. Neither were any of my family.
Once, at Bethel Bible church, I was standing in line for something. I was probably 6 or 8 at the time.
There was a boy behind me in the line that thought "Hey, this little girl in front of me looks good to be picked on." (As many of you know, I was a very short kid.) So he proceeded to kick me in the back of the legs, and on my bottom. I ignored him, and he started to do it harder. So I turned around and politely (also grudgingly) asked him to stop. He nodded, and as soon as my back was turned he began again with renewed vigour, and it hurt a lot.
BOOM that was the last straw. I whipped around fast as I could and punched him in the stomach with all my strength. (Small as it was.)
He fell down whining, the teacher caught THAT of course, and we had to sit in chairs far away from each-other. And (Sinfully) I gloated. The boy didn't tell the teacher what happened (Embarrassed, I'd guess.)
So. There's a story I've hardly told anyone.
Also Ben Baker, who punched Tiana in the chest. When she told me, I immediately took action.
I went up to that boy and I said "Punch my sister again, and I'll kill you." (Sin sin sin.)
So he punched me in the chest. Then I took a step toward him, and he ran. He never bothered Tiana or me again.
There's also the time I stood up to 6 bullies who ran for cover, but I'm pretty sure I've told that one before.
My point is, I don't care if you're half my size of twice my size, If you prick at me or any of my kin, I'll try my best to protect them and kick your @$$. (Tee hee swearword.)
Do I blame my violence on books or movies? No. This is my own sin nature.
When Katniss volunteered for Prim, I hope if such a matter came up I would have the strength to do that, and not quail in the background.
It someone captured a family member or friend and tried to kill them, I wish I had the strength to do protect them with all I am.
Would it be awful? Yes.
But what would be more awful to me? Standing aside because killing is against the Commandments.
Let that boy keep kicking me, or knock him down?
For me, knock him down.
Other people might turn the other cheek, and they're probably stronger then me that way.
Like I said, It's a STORY. It's not a life guide, it's something to read.
Heck, we could take any book or movie, take something from it that the author wasn't trying to get across, and condemn the book/movie. People do it all the time.
I actually had reservations the first time Nikki told me I should read the books. What she described sounded awful to me. And yes, it is. But once you read it, and you find how bad the capitol is, and how the districts want to overthrow it, it's a great book.
It reminded me of Moses, actually. The first time I read it.
Because the districts lost their kids, and it reminded me of how awful it was when all the first born sons died.
I'm not saying God was the Capitol, I'm saying there are horrors in everything you read.
It doesn't mean I'm going to forsake the bible, or say "Hey, there's violence and bad choices in here! BOYCOTT IT."
And Neither will I not read fantasy STORIES or stop writing them.
(Not that stories compare to the bible, I'm just making a point.)
I know I'm jumping all around, but this is how I argue. XD
I'm not saying don't hate the Hunger games, you can if you want. Just don't force "It's bad bad bad" down the throat of people who love it.
And yes, as a Christian you should read it with God in mind.
But as I've said many times, I almost always DO read it with a Christian head.
It's why when a book gets bad I quit reading it.
But if it has a redeeming factor I will continue it.
Such as, The Hunger Games.
And trust me, I've read waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay worse. Blood and guts and details.
Anyways, that's some of my jumbled messy thoughts.
Please don't make me read any more reviews...
Because seriously, witches be crazy.
And I admit, I'm pretty crazy too.
Also, I'm not trying to offend anyone. These are just my thoughts.
If you find my thoughts offending, we have something in common. XD XD
Anyways, I'm done for now.
Sorry for the fumbling bunk.
I'M GOING NOW!
And may the odds be ever in your favour.
Love, The Paina.
PS. I want to read The Hunger games again.
"OMGOODNESS VIOLENCE AND BLOOD WHAT'S THE WORLD COMING TO??!"
So, I've decided to write a blog about it, because everybody seems to be doing it.
I may have a point, or, it may all be hokum. You can decide and let me know. :D
First off, I loved the books and the movie.
There's a lot of things I can relate to with Katniss.
And yes, the choices are "What's bad and what's worse....I'll choose this one." But it's a story. A good one.
If it was "My choices are kill this hot dude I have a crush on, or live free and happy and marry him and eat cake?" I don't think I'd read it. I mean, the choices aren't hard at all.
I just don't think it would be a fascinating read that pulls you in.
But since the hunger games is "Fight or flight" it's really addictive.
So yes, it's an awful, bloody, gory read. But it's a great story.
People think it will lead kids to violence. I disagree. The only way it could would be if that sin was already in your heart. You could then blame it on the book, like some people do when they can't except the fact that this was already something they were struggling with.
Like, for instance, Me.
I'm very violent-prone.Not to the fact that I start fights, but I end them. (This doesn't includes family matters.)
I have a strong sense of Self-preservation.
It's one of the reasons when I was little I wasn't to be bullied. Neither were any of my family.
Once, at Bethel Bible church, I was standing in line for something. I was probably 6 or 8 at the time.
There was a boy behind me in the line that thought "Hey, this little girl in front of me looks good to be picked on." (As many of you know, I was a very short kid.) So he proceeded to kick me in the back of the legs, and on my bottom. I ignored him, and he started to do it harder. So I turned around and politely (also grudgingly) asked him to stop. He nodded, and as soon as my back was turned he began again with renewed vigour, and it hurt a lot.
BOOM that was the last straw. I whipped around fast as I could and punched him in the stomach with all my strength. (Small as it was.)
He fell down whining, the teacher caught THAT of course, and we had to sit in chairs far away from each-other. And (Sinfully) I gloated. The boy didn't tell the teacher what happened (Embarrassed, I'd guess.)
So. There's a story I've hardly told anyone.
Also Ben Baker, who punched Tiana in the chest. When she told me, I immediately took action.
I went up to that boy and I said "Punch my sister again, and I'll kill you." (Sin sin sin.)
So he punched me in the chest. Then I took a step toward him, and he ran. He never bothered Tiana or me again.
There's also the time I stood up to 6 bullies who ran for cover, but I'm pretty sure I've told that one before.
My point is, I don't care if you're half my size of twice my size, If you prick at me or any of my kin, I'll try my best to protect them and kick your @$$. (Tee hee swearword.)
Do I blame my violence on books or movies? No. This is my own sin nature.
When Katniss volunteered for Prim, I hope if such a matter came up I would have the strength to do that, and not quail in the background.
It someone captured a family member or friend and tried to kill them, I wish I had the strength to do protect them with all I am.
Would it be awful? Yes.
But what would be more awful to me? Standing aside because killing is against the Commandments.
Let that boy keep kicking me, or knock him down?
For me, knock him down.
Other people might turn the other cheek, and they're probably stronger then me that way.
Like I said, It's a STORY. It's not a life guide, it's something to read.
Heck, we could take any book or movie, take something from it that the author wasn't trying to get across, and condemn the book/movie. People do it all the time.
I actually had reservations the first time Nikki told me I should read the books. What she described sounded awful to me. And yes, it is. But once you read it, and you find how bad the capitol is, and how the districts want to overthrow it, it's a great book.
It reminded me of Moses, actually. The first time I read it.
Because the districts lost their kids, and it reminded me of how awful it was when all the first born sons died.
I'm not saying God was the Capitol, I'm saying there are horrors in everything you read.
It doesn't mean I'm going to forsake the bible, or say "Hey, there's violence and bad choices in here! BOYCOTT IT."
And Neither will I not read fantasy STORIES or stop writing them.
(Not that stories compare to the bible, I'm just making a point.)
I know I'm jumping all around, but this is how I argue. XD
I'm not saying don't hate the Hunger games, you can if you want. Just don't force "It's bad bad bad" down the throat of people who love it.
And yes, as a Christian you should read it with God in mind.
But as I've said many times, I almost always DO read it with a Christian head.
It's why when a book gets bad I quit reading it.
But if it has a redeeming factor I will continue it.
Such as, The Hunger Games.
And trust me, I've read waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay worse. Blood and guts and details.
Anyways, that's some of my jumbled messy thoughts.
Please don't make me read any more reviews...
Because seriously, witches be crazy.
And I admit, I'm pretty crazy too.
Also, I'm not trying to offend anyone. These are just my thoughts.
If you find my thoughts offending, we have something in common. XD XD
Anyways, I'm done for now.
Sorry for the fumbling bunk.
I'M GOING NOW!
And may the odds be ever in your favour.
Love, The Paina.
PS. I want to read The Hunger games again.
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Hola, kind minions!
Yeah, so if you're wondering about my previous blog, The Mother said I post blogs when I'm upset, so I decided to prove her right.
I know, I know, I'm very odd.
Like the kind of odd that I join online games (Runescape, Adventure quest, etc.) JUST to collect money.
Seriously. Not to do anything like, the QUESTS. To get rich. I never fail though. And I am incredibly rich on Runescape (Not to brag but....MWAHAHA.) (Also I realize most of you probably don't care...)
I'm also the kind of odd that when a reviewer bashes a book/movie I love, I most definitely get my back up.
Such as: The Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, annnnnnnnnd the Hunger Games.
I don't usually read reviews for this very same reason. It pricks me. I don't know why. It just does.
I basically turn into a monster.
The same thing as when I'm writing a story and people interrupt me, or people bug me while in the middle of a game.
(This is why I don't have Halo. And I really miss it.)
I really don't know what the purpose of this blog is.
I'm always a little wacky in the mornings.
I'm on a 100 book list thing, and I'm on book 31. I need to reach 100 by September 1st.
Anybody know any good books? ;)
BLATHER.
I joined a Poem contest recently. I'm not a great poet (Nothing compared to Linda, or Tiana for that matter.)
But I thought "Hey. Imma do that....JUST CUZ I CAN."
Oooooh spelling errors. Helloooooooooooooo Grammar Nazis! XD
Speaking of Imma, have you all noticed how music has declined? No? Is it just me?
Well. Let me tell you something.
MUSIC HAS DECLINED!! DECLINED I SAY!!!!
At the moment I'm listening to 'The Grand duel'. I bet some person my age out in the world is listening to 'KILL EVERYBODY' by Skrillrex.
Have I mentioned I'm so glad not to be out there in the big, wide, terrifying world?
I have.
But I said it again.
And you raed this worng.
Unless you're observant.
In which case, congrats!
Tee hee, I'm such a troll.
Have I mentioned how weird it is when you're sleeping and a little dog walks down your body?
It's weird.
You wake up all like "MA!! DEM RATS DUN CAME BACK! GET DER HOSE!!"
Or something like that.
Or not, if you're nothing like me.
By the way.....Did you know that daydreamers are really intelligent?
Like...when they're staring off into space while you read something or talk, they're actually absorbing what you say?
There's hope for me! Kind of! A little! Maybe?
Maybe if I stopped being so odd I'd have a boyfriend.
I'm in love with every boy, don't you know.
Which would make me the Ugly One.
Which would mean I get to date Quarter Man!!!
*Squee*
THAT'S IT.
I can't take my madness or my mindless prattle any more!!!
Plus, I have to go feed the animals.
And clear a path for the magical hay wagon.
And to wander around blankly while I wait for Tiana, Linda and Critter to get home.
Being a Magical Walrus is a hard life.
I'm off!
FOR NOW.
Mwahahaha...
I'm so odd. Just in case you didn't know.
Buh Bye!
Love, The Paina.
I know, I know, I'm very odd.
Like the kind of odd that I join online games (Runescape, Adventure quest, etc.) JUST to collect money.
Seriously. Not to do anything like, the QUESTS. To get rich. I never fail though. And I am incredibly rich on Runescape (Not to brag but....MWAHAHA.) (Also I realize most of you probably don't care...)
I'm also the kind of odd that when a reviewer bashes a book/movie I love, I most definitely get my back up.
Such as: The Lord of the Rings, The Chronicles of Narnia, annnnnnnnnd the Hunger Games.
I don't usually read reviews for this very same reason. It pricks me. I don't know why. It just does.
I basically turn into a monster.
The same thing as when I'm writing a story and people interrupt me, or people bug me while in the middle of a game.
(This is why I don't have Halo. And I really miss it.)
I really don't know what the purpose of this blog is.
I'm always a little wacky in the mornings.
I'm on a 100 book list thing, and I'm on book 31. I need to reach 100 by September 1st.
Anybody know any good books? ;)
BLATHER.
I joined a Poem contest recently. I'm not a great poet (Nothing compared to Linda, or Tiana for that matter.)
But I thought "Hey. Imma do that....JUST CUZ I CAN."
Oooooh spelling errors. Helloooooooooooooo Grammar Nazis! XD
Speaking of Imma, have you all noticed how music has declined? No? Is it just me?
Well. Let me tell you something.
MUSIC HAS DECLINED!! DECLINED I SAY!!!!
At the moment I'm listening to 'The Grand duel'. I bet some person my age out in the world is listening to 'KILL EVERYBODY' by Skrillrex.
Have I mentioned I'm so glad not to be out there in the big, wide, terrifying world?
I have.
But I said it again.
And you raed this worng.
Unless you're observant.
In which case, congrats!
Tee hee, I'm such a troll.
Have I mentioned how weird it is when you're sleeping and a little dog walks down your body?
It's weird.
You wake up all like "MA!! DEM RATS DUN CAME BACK! GET DER HOSE!!"
Or something like that.
Or not, if you're nothing like me.
By the way.....Did you know that daydreamers are really intelligent?
Like...when they're staring off into space while you read something or talk, they're actually absorbing what you say?
There's hope for me! Kind of! A little! Maybe?
Maybe if I stopped being so odd I'd have a boyfriend.
I'm in love with every boy, don't you know.
Which would make me the Ugly One.
Which would mean I get to date Quarter Man!!!
*Squee*
THAT'S IT.
I can't take my madness or my mindless prattle any more!!!
Plus, I have to go feed the animals.
And clear a path for the magical hay wagon.
And to wander around blankly while I wait for Tiana, Linda and Critter to get home.
Being a Magical Walrus is a hard life.
I'm off!
FOR NOW.
Mwahahaha...
I'm so odd. Just in case you didn't know.
Buh Bye!
Love, The Paina.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Saturday, March 3, 2012
Short cattle blog.
As you know, I am raising calves.
Sweet little fat happy calves.
And when you say their names, and give them food, this is what they do.

And they always seem to forget who I am, though I frequently go in.
But as soon as I greet them, stroke them, they figure out "Hey, it's FOODLADY!!"
And they proceed to lick me. Repeatedly.
It's nice to be appreciated.
Even when I get covered in slime.
Love, The Paina.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Actual PICTURES!
Patman.
He wants a profile picture. SO BE IT.
Take your pick.
Baldy.
Dag, yo.
Dan's gonna murder me.
Isn't he beeeeeeee-you-tee-fuuuull.
And he brings up groupies.
Watching with hungry eyes.
That's right, smiiiile!
Show off your glorious locks of golden sunshine beams!
Less smiling. That's terrifying.
CURSE YOU MACHINE THINGY!!!
The designers did NOT want you to take that out, I swear.
Pretty pretty bath salts.
These chickens are staying warm.
Kara's watching them. If they come near her food, she nips them.
BARK!! BARK BARK BARK!!!
Murdock tried to fit into the boot.
He's fat and pathetic.
Speaking of which...
Budonkadonk Sifto.
Now he's depressed.
"I think I'll sleep today. Nah, I'm to sad."
"And beautiful."
He is never upset for long.
MYSTERIOUS SUBSTANCE.
I have to vacuum loads of this. Daily.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERGH
AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Hunny is scary.
Yet another piano pic.
Seriously, that's getting old.
Music too?
You're so mainstream.
I found out today, Unamused Kaia is very depressed.
Her life is a sad black hole of disappointments.
She's buried in misery.
Life isn't worth living.
She hates herself.
She wants to die.
Unfortunately, some of her depression rubbed off on Abe.
He doesn't want to get up ever again.
Luckily, Tiana blocked it.
BLOCKED.
Linda brought it back.
But Tiana BLOCKED again.
You can't penetrate the non-depression.
Okay, so, there's some pictures.
And after reading my commentary...
This is how I feel.
Except I write it...
So I HAVE to read it....
I think I'm as depressed as Kaia now.
*Sad*
My life is a empty abyss.
I don't want to blog anymore...
Goodbye...
Love, The Paina.
PS. I only wrote love by habit.
My feelings are a dark murky pit...
He wants a profile picture. SO BE IT.
Take your pick.
Baldy.
Dag, yo.
Dan's gonna murder me.
Isn't he beeeeeeee-you-tee-fuuuull.
And he brings up groupies.
Watching with hungry eyes.
That's right, smiiiile!
Show off your glorious locks of golden sunshine beams!
Less smiling. That's terrifying.
CURSE YOU MACHINE THINGY!!!
The designers did NOT want you to take that out, I swear.
Pretty pretty bath salts.
These chickens are staying warm.
Kara's watching them. If they come near her food, she nips them.
BARK!! BARK BARK BARK!!!
Murdock tried to fit into the boot.
He's fat and pathetic.
Speaking of which...
Budonkadonk Sifto.
Now he's depressed.
"I think I'll sleep today. Nah, I'm to sad."
"And beautiful."
He is never upset for long.
MYSTERIOUS SUBSTANCE.
I have to vacuum loads of this. Daily.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERGH
AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Hunny is scary.
Yet another piano pic.
Seriously, that's getting old.
Music too?
You're so mainstream.
I found out today, Unamused Kaia is very depressed.
Her life is a sad black hole of disappointments.
She's buried in misery.
Life isn't worth living.
She hates herself.
She wants to die.
Unfortunately, some of her depression rubbed off on Abe.
He doesn't want to get up ever again.
Luckily, Tiana blocked it.
BLOCKED.
Linda brought it back.
But Tiana BLOCKED again.
You can't penetrate the non-depression.
Okay, so, there's some pictures.
And after reading my commentary...
This is how I feel.
Except I write it...
So I HAVE to read it....
I think I'm as depressed as Kaia now.
*Sad*
My life is a empty abyss.
I don't want to blog anymore...
Goodbye...
Love, The Paina.
PS. I only wrote love by habit.
My feelings are a dark murky pit...
Friday, February 24, 2012
Herro!
So the trucks busted down again.
The good news is, I'm learning engine stuff and being taught how to fix it.
The bad news, I somehow always manage to get covered in oil and dirt. And my skin gets irritated and snarls at me.
Then I wash my arms, and put on hand sanitizer, and find out I have bunches of nicks and cuts.
It's awesome.
It's awesome, because I'm out working with my Dad and Brother and learning.
Even though sometimes the bad outweighs the good, I still love it.
The trucks broke, but I found out what first and secondary fuel cans are.
The stores are full, but I learned how to take apart the fuel tank.
I still don't know what a lot of the thingys are called, but I know what they're for.

I know, I know. I promise I'll post pictures next time.The good news is, I'm learning engine stuff and being taught how to fix it.
The bad news, I somehow always manage to get covered in oil and dirt. And my skin gets irritated and snarls at me.
Then I wash my arms, and put on hand sanitizer, and find out I have bunches of nicks and cuts.
It's awesome.
It's awesome, because I'm out working with my Dad and Brother and learning.
Even though sometimes the bad outweighs the good, I still love it.
The trucks broke, but I found out what first and secondary fuel cans are.
The stores are full, but I learned how to take apart the fuel tank.
I still don't know what a lot of the thingys are called, but I know what they're for.

Actual pictures.
Which may or may not contain memes.
I blame Patrick for my Memeness.
I even talk in memes.
And Tiana doesn't always get it, but Critter does.
It's sad.
Not as sad as Leonard in high heel boots, but sad.
You know.
Alrighty I'm out.
Bye for now!
Love, The Paina.
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