Happy 111th post to me!

Happy 111th post to me!!!

Go me. Ah, so many things to say, but where to start.

I am having a Halloween Room Party... Does that sound strange? I am going to decorate my room with spider webs and pumpkins. I even bought candy corn hand soap and a pumpkin towel for the bathroom! This will be the most exciting party ever... I am going to have green punch! And finger foods! And there will be scary music playing!!! I know what most of you are thinking, but yes, my room is big enough. It's too big, as maybe one of you may know. My room is bigger in square footage than my grandma's house... is that sad or what? :D

I have never been so excited about anything in my entire life.

I'm also happy today... I'm happy that people can put aside their differences and come to an agreement or understanding. I'm glad people as a whole are capable of doing so. It makes me happy and also makes me think that maybe humankind is not completely lost in its ways.

I will ponder that for a while.

I've been trying to figure out how I could be a part of Eastern Star or something close to it. But I'd have to have a relative who is in it to be able to join. I might know, but, I don't really talk to those people much and it seems like a weird thing to bring up out of the blue. If anyone has advice, let me know :)

Since this is my 111th post, I will commemorate this by talking a little about 11 as it relates to my life and how I perceive things.

First I will give background for anyone who is interested:

11 came to my life about 11 years ago (woah!) and I didn't understand. Every time I would look at the time, it would also be on eleven, or four eleven, or six eleven. I barely paid attention to it. Then it started happening more and more, to where it was annoying. Finally, one day when I was sitting at my art desk painting, I looked at the time again, it was four eleven. That was the last straw so I went down stairs and went online to see what the number may mean.

I came to realize I was not the only person this happens to. Thousands. Millions perhaps experience this. There are so many theories out there, none of which I am sure about. But I do know this: Someone is trying to tell me something. I will listen more.

Also, though researching 11:11, I've been drawn to the idea that people can change their surroundings just by thought... When I was little I seemed to be able to do this a lot. I just passed it off as mere coincidence or a fluke. Until one day I experimented with my mental ability. What I came to find out has changed my life.

I had my Ipod on shuffle. I wanted a certain song (Bless the Broke Road, by Rascall Flatts). So, I decided to concentrate and 'make' the song come up as the number I thought of. I concentrated. Really hard. Then I hit 'next' to go to that number song, and sure enough, there it was. Wow, what a weird coincidence!

Little did I know that I would be able to do this five more times. All in a row. All different numbers. Coincidence? Not any more. It exceeded the realm of a mere coincidence. I wrote down those numbers so I would never forget how many times I could do it.

Besides being a little scared and miffed, I decided I would look more into this.

I saw a show featuring Morgan Freeman which explored this and I was so thrilled. What I had done was being researched actually... the very same concept.

http://www.damninteresting.com/random-event-generators-predict-the-future/

I've come to accept that I have the power to change things. And for that, I am grateful. It all started with the number 11. It's led me to so many awesome things and I am truly grateful. Even if nobody believes me at all... it's okay because I know the truth. :)

Will write more... until then....

~Jaime Lee

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