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                 -Thats What Grace Said! 

Thursday, July 17, 2014

The Avengers Age of Ultron

                       I absolutely love The Avengers movie, I can't wait for The Avengers Age of Ultron! Iron man is my favorite marvel character. I am a duckling! Robert Downey Jr. forever! Anyway I am just going to give some details on the movie and update you guys a little on whats been going on :)

                                 The Avengers must get together to save life as we know it (again), but what they battle this time is nothing they've ever seen before.... A robot....

                      The hard part about battling Ultron, as the cover image suggests, is that he’s not just a robot—he’s a program, capable of uploading himself and disappearing not into the clouds but the Cloud. And he has a bad habit of rebuilding himself into stronger and more fearsome physical forms. -Entertainment Weekly‘s Comic-Con 2014 preview

                                        Still pictures

New uniforms/suits 

Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch (Elizabeth Olsen), Director: Joss Whedon , & Clint Barton / Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner)

Clint Barton / Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner)

Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver  (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) & Wanda Maximoff / Scarlet Witch 
(Elizabeth Olsen)

Natasha Romanoff / Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson) 

Bruce Banner / The Hulk (Mark Ruffalo) & Tony Stark / Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.)

Steve Rogers / Captain America (Chris Evans), Clint Barton / Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner), Tony Stark / Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.)

Steve Rogers / Captain America (Chris Evans), Thor (Chris Hemsworth)

Some information found at  & Entertainment Weekly‘s Comic-Con 2014 preview
                                    - That's What Grace Said!

Friday, June 27, 2014


Sorry about this...

Remember when..........
I told you guys that I had writers writing amazing stories well one has dropped out sorry for the notice.. The book Nothing Good will be ended due to the writer not wanting to finish. But I am still talking to the writer of The Only One might still be writing depends....

                             -That's What Grace Said!

Monday, June 9, 2014

Thank You!

I am finally at 1,000 views thank you so much! To thank you guys for this accomplishment I have a fun idea :) In the space below write a comment about a DIY project or post that you want me to write or video tape. The project with the most comments is the one I will write or video tape. So it's up to you what my next post will be :) So lets get started!


                                  -That's What Grace Said!

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Think about it??

People say that Santa isn't real because they haven't seen him. When they haven't seen the grand canyon,or Paris, or New York, but they still believe it's real? They tell me, " You can Google  these places. Me, " You can Google Santa!" They say, "But we don't have a real picture." Me, " Do you really know if that's actually the Grand Canyon in those pictures?"

                                Sonic BOOOM!!!

Easy DIY Lipstick

P.S. This is perfectly safe. The crayola crayons have no chemicals. I highly suggest that you only use crayola crayons.
My Steps:
                  #1) First get your materials : Olive Oil (Vegetable Oil), a teaspoon, A oven safe bowl, a pan, Crayola crayons, and a stirring utensil, also a lipstick holder that your can let your hot lipstick dry in.

Anything works!
                   #2) Put your pan on the stove 1\4 filled with water. Take your microwave\oven safe bowl, and place it in the center of the pan with boiling water. The the oven safe bowl will not have any thing in it at the moment.

                #3) To prepare your lipstick ingredients. First, cut up the crayon of your choice. (You can also use a cheese shredder to cut up the crayon) The smaller you cut the crayon the quicker it will melt. 

               #4) The pan of boiling water (Pan A), The empty microwave\oven safe bowl (Pan B). Put one teaspoon of Vegetable Oil (Olive Oil) in Pan B. Now, put your cut up crayola crayon in Pan B.Wait until the crayon melts fully, stir occasionally.

             #5) Put HOT lipstick in your lipstick holder. Let lipstick dry. Then Walla! You have made an easy, bright, beautiful lipstick and it only took: Vegetable Oil and Crayola Crayons.

   I have done this before it works! 
                           -That's What Grace Said!


I'm almost to 1,000 pageviews because of you guys!!! Thank you so much and continue reading!! 

                    -That's What Grace Said!!!

The Only One Update

Chapter one will be finished soon!!! THE WRITER IS WORKING ON IT RIGHT NOW!!

                               -That's What Grace Said!

Monday, May 19, 2014

Nothing Good: Trinity Angle

Ch 1

My neighbors,our family,and a despicable looking brown dog. Which includes my parents John and Carrie Lester, my younger brother Zeke,my best friend George,his parents Trisha and Daniel Smith, and of course Chucky my dog.(I didn’t name him my atrocious little brother came up with that name. It is horrifying I know.) That’s what we consisted of as a group. We are walking on foot because my dad said that taking a car or a truck will make to much noise and we are too close to town. So we are walking. I am not sure how much food we have. Mom wouldn’t tell me.

She replies only in a way a mother would ,”It’s nothing I should worry about.” I don’t understand how she can say that when I’m walking on this long journey. To a place I don’t even know! We could be on our way to our deaths but she still won’t tell me where I am going. I try to make this as clear as possible when I am walking with her.

“Mom just tell me. Seriously. you can’t keep it from me forever it’s either you tell me or dad will just crack. Either way its a win win for me.” I say breathless from walking up the huge hill.

“ Alice, you don’t need to know anything you’re only twelve. Why are you so worried about where we’re going. Shouldn’t you be worried about lack of your electricity?” She asks critically. The sun was starting to set on the horizon. My dad who was always on edge. Like he thinks a wild boar was going to jump out of the bushes and attack us at any moment. Naturally a leader and not a follower he was the one we listened to in our group.
“Dad are we going to stop and make camp for the night.” Zeke squeaked. He has an unnaturally high voice. (Maybe he swallowed a helium balloon. Who knows?) Dad didn’t answer. Which worried me, anyone with ears can hear his voice. It’s like a train horn splitting into the silent night. Making every living creature want to shudder.
“Dad he’s talking to you.” I mumble irritated with his high voice. Dad finally coming out of his daze.
Focuses on Zeke and utters,”Yes I’ll take go see if I can find a squirrel.” With that he jogged away with is shotgun in his hand muttering to himself. It didn’t look like mom or even Zeke for that matter even noticed. I don’t see how they can be so oblivious to the fact that dad was acting weird. I don’t like seeing my dad like that. He was always peaceful and never worried. Now I bet when he walks back he will take shift for night watch.
George is playing with Zeke down at the bottom of the hill with Chucky. Zeke is on his back and they are running around with Chucky at their heels barking his head off. It’s not much but it makes me burst into laughter. It’s been almost two days and it almost feels we’re back at home. But then that moment is gone. It was a moment of greatness. But, lately those moments have been short. I must have been standing there thinking for a long time because I didn’t realize George was looking at me weird. Sticking out my tongue. I grabbed him and pushed him down the side of the hill. He doesn’t even seem fazed. He’s laughing all the way down. I wonder if he even realizes how much our world is changing, I seriously don’t care at this point. I lie down on the ground and roll down the hill, all my worries roll of me onto the green grass. Surprisingly I’m laughing when my body reaches the bottom of the hill. Zeke, who seems to never run out of energy, runs up to George and dramatically pledges him as his royal guard. (Apparently Zeke is the King of Everything awesome.)
I laugh,”Yeah go ahead George be the best royal guard you can be You're definitely fit for the job.” His face starts to turn red from embarrassment. It’s not like I wanted it to be offensive. But he must’ve taken it that way. He doesn’t say anything just glares and walks back up the hill to camp. With Zeke at his heels asking every little question he can think of. The grass is green and the sky is slowly getting darker. I decide I should be heading back to camp. i trudge slowly up the hill. By the time I reach the top everyone is around a fire and laughing. I want to join but I’m too deep in thought to even talk to anyone. So I just sit next to the oak that we happened to stop right next to. I’m not scared for myself yet. I’m scared that when we go to sleep tonight and I wake up and someone from our group will be missing.  I lie down in the grass and focus on everyone in our group.Making sure that I didn’t miss any details on their faces. The first person I see is my dad John and my mom Carrie. They both have dirty blond hair. But my dad has green eyes and my mom has bright sky blue eyes. Their hands are intertwined and they look almost at peace. They are laughing with everyone else. I can see creases on my fathers forehead from worrying. But they bring his character together. Coming forth with an amazing smile. Then right next to my mom is Zeke. He has bright blond hair and blue eyes like our mom. He is only eight years old so he probably just pictures this as an adventure. Not us being forced to leave our town. Then I see George. He and I have been friends since I could remember. We never fought unless it was over something stupid. Like who gets the last peice of ice-cream or cake. His eyes are dark brown and so is his hair. Next to George are his parents.Trisha and Daniel Smith. They sit next to each other laughing. They both have dark brown hair and eyes like their son. Of course Chucky is asleep with his black fur blending into the night. The only reason I can see him now is because he is sleeping next to the fire at Zeke’s feet. I don’t remember anything after that. I fell asleep in the grass under the oak tree.
Suddenly I’m awake. No one else is up except me. I feel a creeping feeling that something is going to happen. Something bad. Paranoid, I turn around and look at the bushes around the camp.  I look back at the camp where my family and friends lie. I am determined that I will protect them. I’m not sure from what exactly it is yet. But I know it’s not good. I scan around the smoldering fire. Making sure that everyone is there. Mom check, dad, George , Mrs.Smith and Mr.smith,and of course Chucky. Wait! That’s only six! Carefully now I focus on them. Slowly it starts to dawn on me. Zeke is missing! Frantic from the fear of him being gone forever. I sprint over to where he was sitting when I fell asleep.
“Zeke!” I whisper. I don’t know why I’m whispering. But I feel like I should be quieter than normal. I look around and then I notice,they are surrounding me. The men in dark blue outfits. I don’t care that they are surrounding me. I just need to find my brother. Then I see him. His eyes look red and puffy from crying. He must be extremely terrified. His arms and his legs are bound with a thick rope.
“Zeke!”, I scream. Dashing over to where is being held in place. But my body is not moving. I use all my force trying to my body forward. But I see no progress. One of the men take out a substance.
“This right here.”,he says his voice muffled from his mask. “Is a terrible poison that will cause your dear brother’s body to shut down. May I add that it is a horrifying experience to go threw.” His hand gesture suggest that he is very fond of doing this to people. he talks about the substance like it is and amazing liquid. That doesn’t harm people at all in any way.
“You can’t he is only eight!” I cried. He just chuckles. “I can do whatever I want” He jeered. “No you..” I mumble. I am at a loss for words. How can someone be so cruel. Then everything shakes. Almost as if it’s fading away. I can’t lose my brother. I can’t slip away from him and just leave him here. “Zeke!” I wail. Then it starts fading more and more until I cannot see my brother. Or the men who have taken him.
“Ali wake up.” someone says quietly. I open my eyes and leaning over me is George. I blink my eyes adjusting my eyes to the dark. It must be at least two in the morning. “Hey George. What’s up?”  I ask. “You tell me. You were over there screaming in your sleep. It starting scaring me so I decided to wake you up. Are you okay?”  He whispered. “No not really I just had a bad dream. That’s all.” I lie. To be honest, I am not fine. I just had the worst nightmare of my life.

P.S. Again I don't know for sure if the writer was done with this chapter has been waited on for to long.

Hah! Cause I'm bored!?!

              Hanging with my bros, jamming to music, making giant pancakes, and farting in Ipods,  you know the usual.  My friends are the craziest people ever, and I love them for it! But the drama makes me want to punch my self in the face. Left and right, this person did this , this person did that. Get a LIFE!! Don't you have anything better to do? Cant we just hang out without drama, because I'm pretty sure I didn't invite drama to the party!? Lies! The truth is so much easier... I will not hesitate to tell you how I feel. Come at me Bro? 

Saturday, May 17, 2014

The Only One : Chapter One

Chapter One: Awakening

Pain, that was the first and only thing I felt. Of course, I was used to the feeling and emotion of pain. I was trained not to show fear, pain, sadness, happiness, love, hate, and well… any emotion, if we showed emotions we showed weakness. My fellow soldiers and I worked hard, pushing ourselves to the limit and beyond. Even with my 17 years of service, even with my 7 years of training absolutely NOTHING I learned would have prepared me for this endless pit of gut wrenching pain. The pain slowly got worse and worse, and as the pain increased my sanity and physical health decreased, and as these  two very different parts of me faded away in the eternal abyss of pain only one thought kept me going, this small, scrap of thought was the one and ONLY thing that made me keep fighting the overwhelming pain. This thought was only four meager words, hardly a sentence. “There may be more”, but deep inside me was that corrupting seed of doubt. As the seconds ticked by and as those seconds became minutes, and those minutes became hours, and those seemingly endless hours became days, I began to awake. The human brain is a unique thing, we never truly know the sound that wakes us. We can guess by mentally filling in the blanks, the only way we can possibly know why we woke is if it repeats. In my case the sound that woke me was very strange. It was sound most people don’t even notice as they are focused on sounds that matter to their current challenge or phase. My odd alarm clock was the I.V. They had stuffed in my arm bubbling, as i said before, it was a rather peculiar noise. As my eyes adjusted to the light I gained control over most of my body. I reached over to all the tubes they had shoved into my arm, and groggily ripped them out. My vision instantly sharpened as my body rejected the left over drugs. I stood up and silently gathered up my gear scattered around the room. I slipped my cross and dogtags into my button-up shirt. I double knotted my boots and silently creeped into the corridor. I hid my face in the hoodie I stole off the back of a chair in another room. I walked slowly forcing myself to walk normally, walking in a rush would draw attention to me. I slipped stealthily through the doors and into the sun baked parking lot. I walk over to a H1 Hummer that was parked nearby and smashed the window in with my fist. I unlocked the door and took the keys out of the ashtray. I pulled the H1 out of the parking spot, got out and walkover to the now vacant spot and left a note reading “Sorry for the inconvenience but I personally needed the car more than you. Have a nice day :).” I climbed back into the seat and drove away. I could feel all the power of the H1 as I speed away, it wanted to take off and be free. It was barely idling at 110 MPH, I couldn’t help but chuckle as it slowly speed up, "This is one tricked out ride."

P.S. The writer might not have been done but i posted it anyway because i figured you waited long enough.

                                -That's What Grace Said!!

Monday, March 31, 2014

Nothing Good

I understand now that running wasn’t the bravest thing to do and looking back I probably should’ve stayed. But I didn’t and nothing can change the fact that I did. You probably are confused because you have no idea what I am talking about. But like the generous person I am, I will gladly inform you on what is going on.

It started about a day ago. When the government was going insane. Weird men with dark blue outfits ransacked my little town. I’m not sure why they chose our town. Maybe there was something that the mayor was hiding from us. Maybe they were just cruel and vicious people that thought that hurting a small town was a brilliant idea. I don’t know. But for now we are going to a safer place. That’s what my mom says. But at this point is anything safe anymore?

The Only One


The Only One

     By: John Peterson

I let me finger rest on the trigger for a few seconds, knowing that I had to end this, even if it meant my life. I took a deep heavy breath and kicked the solid steel door in front of me rights off the hinges. The world slowed, like air was made of jello. I raised the Sig Sauer P226 to my eye, gazing through the iron sights across the slide and the silencer. I moved the sights around the room, my eyes immediately processing every little detail. The room was decently sized, about the size of a guest room, the walls were a dull, light gray and the floor was covered in a thick wooly carpet. Three rows of fluorescent light bulbs were on the ceiling. I searched the empty room for signs of anything ranging from cameras to bugs to well…… ANY SIGNS OF LIFE. The room seemed devoid of ANYTHING!!!! My “soldier sense” as we call it was tingling, my “soldier sense” is when my instinct from training recognizes danger or a mistake. When it tingles it means, HEY…… THERE IS SOMETHING COMPLETELY WRONG!!!!!! Then, I hear  a voice in the back of my head. I knew the voice well it was the one and only John Runo my old commander before he was killed during a firefight against two tiger tanks and 400+ enemy soldiers. He said to me in his gruff, raspy voice, “ Come on Jack use your brain, all the facts are here… just like an open book, do NOT disgrace me you idiot think!!!!!!!” I cringed at the harshness of the imaginary voice in my head. Then, my brain finally registered what I was missing “ Uh-oh,” I said aloud. My ears then registered my least favorite noise… “ Man Down, Clear out” a gruff voice followed. Following that was the ping ping ping of a grenade rolling. I jumped shielding my head with my arms. I heard the explosion and thought, well, there’s worst ways to go.


                      New books chapter by chapter are being written personally for my blog. They are two very intriguing, frightful, and adventure filled books. Chapters will  be updated every so often so keep reading!

             The first book is called The Only One, it's about Jack Valentin Nickolai being the only survivor of a mission gone horribly wrong..... 

             The second book is called Nothing Good, It's about a young,  twelve year old girl that is running from an unknown force that destroyed her town. All she knows about them at the moment, is that they dress in dark blue.  Her family,  best friend's family,and her dog. Are on a journey to be safe for now........

              Like I said these stories will be updated every now and again maybe, every two days or so. So stay tuned!


                            -That's What Grace Said!

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Walking on Air??

"I'm walking on air", Katy Perry.
"Isn't that called flying?" Me.

 I don't know why, people don't like country music. I mean I live in the MIDDLE OF NOW WHERE! So music is pretty much all we have to have a BLAST!                                                                                                        You wanna know what I hate? Trying to get a channel in on your favorite radio station, and your scrolling through the channels..... And you come across a Mexican station coming in perfectly?Why?                                                                                                                               -That's What Grace Said! 

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Ahh Excuse Me?!!

                LoL broke into my friends house (They really should lock the door) "not really" and found out she's some where else bored out of her mind!HA!Sucks to SUCK! Walking in the door............ Heading straight to fridge and being like "They have NOTHING good to eat!!" 

          Is this relatable?
       When your at your friends you do things you normally wouldn't do :)

Friends little brother running around like a lunatic... Me: "Bro, STOOP running around like a psycho because I'm not paying attention."

Scurvy people at my school.
Me: "You need a LOOOONG bAAAAAth"!

Me:"With what money"?
Friends: "Mine?"
Me:"Well that SUCKS!!"
so relatable

                                    -AHHH SNAAAAHHP

         Any who I was scrolling through the world wide web and found that hilarious picture.. 

   I asked my sister for some funny things that has been happening lately and she said "I pooped" ?????????????

Lol didn't see it til I looked at it twice :)

Oh, so we aren't the only ones confused????

Finding something cool at my friends house "I'm taking this, it looks valuable."

 Oh my gAwd I can't stop laughing..

So you don't get in trouble.. "Oh my GAWSHOOPHALOOEPOOPOO"!

     That's me! I would die in a horror movie...

          Lol that's how we do it!

    I do this everywhere I go!!

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Hallelujah - A Capella Cover - By Ciara

This girl has an amazing voice please repost this :) She deserves all the credit. If you want to see more go to her youtube channel  below :)

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