6?!?!?

Oh my! These days are just flying by! There's less than one week left until we board the plane east-bound to London. The exact time until that is: (as of 3:45pm on monday) 6 days, 7 hours, 15 minutes and 13 seconds! I could be possibly the most excited girl ever!!!!!There's 6 days, 7 hours, 13 minutes and 4 seconds I will be on the way to:

• See so many little kids (and big kids!) faces light up with joy from seeing all of the toys that people donated to them! Thank you guys!!!!!!!!!
• See Anya! On the phone, she sounded so nice, from what Nast translated, or, she just translated it to sound like she's nice...

• Go out of the country for the very first time. I'm exited for that so so so much!

     I guess you don't want to hear me ramble on about how excited I am. I know thats all you've heard for the past week or so from me. So, if you'll pardon me for a while, I'm not going to post until Sunday, when I'm on the way.

p.s. Just in case you wanted to know:

I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!! WHOO-HOO!

10 days left!

There's only 10 days left before my expedition to siberia! I simply cannot wait! Still, there are more expenses to cover, so, donations are still accepted. Here are some things that we still need to pay for:

• Bags... We have lots of stuff for the orphanage, and airlines cost money to store things under the plane... and we can't just bring 20 carry on bags either. Thats really it, but, there's so much to bring, we need donations. We have already accepted that we can't bring all of it, but, we want to bring most. Please save up the pennies you fing stuck between the couch cushions, or the quarter you found in the bag of hand-me-downs from your cousins. Every penny counts.

The next 10 days of my life are going to be sleepless, jumpy and jam-packed with excitment.    

Exacly what every moment feels like.

I hvae no idea what the next ten days have in store for me, but, I'm finally sleepy, so, goodnight!

The Wait

The butterflies are on full flutter mode now. Its so annoying, they just won't stop. Flitter Flutter. All day long. Of course, these are imaginary butterflies. I found out last night that I was for a fact going to Russia. It will be sometime in the next two weeks I can say. No absolute dates yet though.

     I can just imagine smiles of the orphans. Smiles of me, even. I'm making video "Diaries" of me in various places in Russia. This girl right here cannot wait. I just wish I could get there sooner. I can't wait to see St. Basils, Red Square, and most importantly, The orphanage.

     I also can't wait to see the kids at the school. Keri said that they probably want me to present there, give a little show about what lifes like in America. I'll take pictures of our house, my school, friends, the park and everything else that we Americans do on a daily basis. I get the jitters just thinking about it. Its a good jitter though.

     On another note, My passport came in the mail today. That means I can officaialy leave the country now. Though, do you need a passport to swim in the ocean? Your leaving the country then, are'nt you? Whatever. I can't wait to get that "Moscow"  stamp in the book. Its exiting.

     Soon, I'll get to meet everyone in this picture. All of them! Its just a dream come true. Or, more than a dream come true. Its a dream, a reality, and a hope come true. Its love, Amor. Adoration. Bliss. Joy, Happiness. Amazment. Its a feeling that you can't just think of. Its the right before you go o Disneyworld feeling. To me, this orphanage is better than Disneyworld.

      Multiple people have ordered sock animals for the orphans. I need to make and bring 35 of them, and give them to the kids. If anyone would like to, you can let me know who to give it to, and you can pay eithe in cash if I know you, see you and come in contact with you, or, you can pay here, on Keri's blog. I honestly can't wait. That anxiety last night, nowhere near what is to come. Here's a preview of all of the sweethearts I get to meet, cuddle with and talk to.

Lots of kids!

     While at Nastia's and Keri's today, we mde a list of all of the things we will do on the 10 1/2 hour plane ride to London, then the 2 hour flight to Moscow. Here it is.
First hour: Fantasize about what fun we will have.
Second Hour: Play cards
Second and a half hour: Write a book
Fourth Hour: Watch "A Charlie Brown Halloween"
Fifth hour: Read
Sixth hour: Attempt to learn Russian through my book
Seventh Hour: Try to fall asleep
Ten and a halfhour: Get off plane, spend 4 hours at airport (Its more like a museam...or so I've heard)
Twelveth hour: Board Plane to Moscow
Fourteenth hour: Wake up in Moscow, exhausted
Fifteenth hour: Get into a bed and SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!

     Thats pretty much our plane ride expedition. But, It will get me to the orphanage, won't it?

If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there'd be peace.
John Lennon

Its so exiting just thinking about it! The happiness of everyone, the very pretty language. Playing "Poopsick" with all the little girls. (poopsick means babydoll, fyi.)
     I also have one of those large Uhaul boxes stuffed to the brink with stuff for the orphanage. My list of what to bring staarted like this:
     Clothes:
7 shirts
4 pants
2 pairs of shoes
North Face Jacket
5 pairs of socks
9 pairs of underwear
1 Bathing Suit

But then it changed to

2 Shirts

2 pants

2 pairs of shoes

North Fce Jacket (Wear onto plane)

3 pairs of socks

3 underwear

And then to

2 shirts

1 pair of pants

1 pair of shoes

2 pairs of socks

2 underwear

I'm going to wash everything every two days, its not like I'm going to see anybody I know there! Plus, a very wise person told me, "Every one thing that you bring for yourself, id one less thing you can bring for the orphanage" so true.

     Also, my "Other stuff" has shranken alot too. It started as:

Sheet (The sheets there are pretty itchy)

Toothbrush

Hairbrush

Towels

Orphanage Stuff

Stuffed animal

Shampoo

Moisterizer

Letters for Genya

Bathing Suit

Toothpaste.



But then changed into

Toothbrush

Hairbrush

Orphanage stuff

Shampoo

Letters for Genya

Toothpaste

See? The less you bring, the more you can give!
Well, off to make a birthday card for my friend

Anxiety

Oh my. I cannot put into words how anxious I am right now. My guts are tugging with butterflies and a wolf. I'm exited and scared half to death at the same time. So exited that I have, thanks to all of you, over $1,000! That still leaves money for a visa, food and stuff to get for the orphanage. I know I'll get it. But, theres a little voice in my head going "What if you don't huh?" grr. I wish that voice would just go jump off a cliff. 
     Its that feeling that you got on christmas eve when you were a kid. "What will Santa bring? I really want a bike." that was my seven year old voice. My twelve year old voice is going "What will donations bring? I really want to cheer up there kids." I feel like everything about me is jittering, trembling, unable to think about anything but  "Will I go?". Even if you can't afford to donate right now, prayers are accepted. Donate here if you can. Hit the payola button and leave a comment here so I can thank you and send a sock animal if you want. Its crunch time now. 
     And to add to the jitters, my favorite American Idol just got voted off, Casey Abrams. :(. If you can, please, please, please, please, please donate. No one knows how much I want to go. Not even you Keri. I will include a diary entry of mine from a while ago, when I first found out I was maybe going, and from the night before. I know, diaries are supposed to be private, but, you guys should see this.
December 31, 2010, 
     Dear Diary,
        Tomorrow I get to meet Keri! She's my idol, even though I've never met her. I can't wait. I'm donating all of my money to her, to adopt again. I'm not sure of the kids name, but, its worth it.
                                          TTFN
                                                -Bridget
January 1, 2011
          Dear Diary,
               HAPPY NEW YEAR! And its very happy for me! Keri invited me to go to Russia with her in April. Now, how to raise money. If you were a person, I'd ask you what I should do. I'm so elated, it can't be put into words. We also have to get a passport. I wonder when I'll get there. If I get there.
                                  G'night
                                       -Bridget


Well, its off to bed, bye!!!!

Easter! 4 days to go.

As all of you know, Easter is coming up. Some say "Yipee! I get to eat chocolate again!" or "Good! I can have cheese again.". But what do I get to say? "Yippee! I get to kill animals again?". Does that sound right? Nope. Not at all. But, thats what I find my self saying a whole lot recently.

     You know, that probably did'nt sound quite right. I am not a hunter. Nor a evil scientist who kills animals for experiments. I gave up meat for lent. So, I find my self saying "Yippee! I can eat meat again!". What I don't get, is why this bugs me. I mean, no less animals are going to be killed because I don't eat them, I mean, maybe if the entire state of Texas stopped eating meat. But, my family is still going to eat meat. My school cafeteria will still serve meat.

     On the other hand, If I do continue to go vegetarian, others might join, and then we'd be saving animals lives, if the whole city was inspired. As of now, I'm stuck. I want to eat meat, for the nutrition, but I want to save animals.

     Its just like in the wild. Bear chases bunny. Bear kills bunny. Bear eats bunny. See? Its nature. Just, we go something like this: Humans find thousands of cows. Humans jam them into tiny little pens. Humans kill cows. Humans then pakage cows and then sell them to other humans, who then eat them.

     Thats an example of what the typical american chicken slaughter house looks like. And then, we eat them. How sick and tweisted is that. And your not going to get an entire nation to respond with a picture. Or a million pictures.

     And I'm supposed to make my mind up by Easter. Humph.

 "If slaughter houses had glass walls,

everyone would be vegetarian"

-Paul McCarntey

Go to http://www.meat.org/ and watch the video. I think I've made my decision, how about you?

Sorry about that!

Sorry about the 4 posts! Just have'nt gotten around to the posting part of the blogging!

This one just makes me crack up!



I dreamed about them!

Last night, I had a dream. I dreamed that I was at the orphanage. Sadly, none of the kids were there. Well, they were there, but, I woke up just as I was about to go into that room. I walked into the main room, and there were a bunch of people there. All of which spoke english. And then I woke up when me and Nastia were about to go into the kid room. Grr.