Dang its been a year. fail.
Anyways, I've been doing ok. I don't want to recap on everything, cause that would be boring.
But yah, I'm doing ok except for the blue and green, swollen finger I got from walking the dogs. (Fail Asher)
I was crying as I was walking them, and at one point I just ran home bawling, with my neighbors staring at me like I was insane.
I got inside and fell on the floor, holding my hand like it was put through a blender. It was a pathetic sight.
Anyways by babies are doing fine. I got my adorable kitties and they are so big now compared to when I got them.
Brainblast! I was watching a vlog and this girl was like "Think about it (or Selah, as my pastor would say). We all used to be small, but then we grew."
......
At first I probably reacted the same you (imaginary, unexistent readers) did.
I was like "I knew that. durrr...."
But then I thought about it and was like "......DANG! That is trippy."
I know right?!
*Sigh* so I got a new laptop for Christmas and I'm typing on it now. MUAHAHAHA.
I can't wait to actually use this thing for something productive.
This is Haley the beast, and she's signing off!
We FALL down
We get up
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
omg VLOGGING!!
So I have started a video blog (i.e., vlog) on youtube. It is very addicting!!
I think that that is more my style because I can express myself more openly so ya'll should check it out at http://www.youtube.com/user/TheGURRgurrl
So ya. BYE!
I think that that is more my style because I can express myself more openly so ya'll should check it out at http://www.youtube.com/user/TheGURRgurrl
So ya. BYE!
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Finally Summertime
So we made IT!! its already the first day of summer and I'm already sunburnt. haha thanks to savanna and her badminton. That was awesome.
Ya me and a whole bunch of others went to her house and played games and swam in her pool and it was amazing awesome!!
I love exclamation points...
But ya so I got Mr. Bracher to hug me! You see I made a deal with him at like the beginning of the year that if he let us use our calculators on a test then I would give him snapple (his favorite drink of all time. It's all we ever see him drink. Interesting....)
But ya I completely bailed on it even when he let us use our calculators and he always joked to me "Hey Haley! where's my snapple?"
I would say "Bringing it tomorrow..." When really i bought it a week before school ended and even then I was like "Don't worry, bringing it tomorrow."
He laughed at me. mocking. HA HA HA
But ya, on the very last day, I brought him a six pack of snapple (in glass bottles or it wouldn't be snapple of course) and he did something amazing.
He got up, laughing, and side hugged me!!
I FEEL SO HONORED!! He said that He would never forget me!
AW I love ya Mr. Bracher. Too bad I won't be taking Pre-cal with ya next year.
But ya. It's almost 1 in the morning and I'm really tired but I promise to blog more so YAH!!
God bless you and I love you all!
Ya me and a whole bunch of others went to her house and played games and swam in her pool and it was amazing awesome!!
I love exclamation points...
But ya so I got Mr. Bracher to hug me! You see I made a deal with him at like the beginning of the year that if he let us use our calculators on a test then I would give him snapple (his favorite drink of all time. It's all we ever see him drink. Interesting....)
But ya I completely bailed on it even when he let us use our calculators and he always joked to me "Hey Haley! where's my snapple?"
I would say "Bringing it tomorrow..." When really i bought it a week before school ended and even then I was like "Don't worry, bringing it tomorrow."
He laughed at me. mocking. HA HA HA
But ya, on the very last day, I brought him a six pack of snapple (in glass bottles or it wouldn't be snapple of course) and he did something amazing.
He got up, laughing, and side hugged me!!
I FEEL SO HONORED!! He said that He would never forget me!
AW I love ya Mr. Bracher. Too bad I won't be taking Pre-cal with ya next year.
But ya. It's almost 1 in the morning and I'm really tired but I promise to blog more so YAH!!
God bless you and I love you all!
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Inspiration TAKE ME AWAY
So I was inspired to blog after watching amazing phil for the last 30 minutes.
Haha so my cat did the funniest thing today. He waved his paw and wacked my nose. I was extatic.
But what I also want to discuss was why I only got a 94% on my LOTF project?!!
I worked so hard!! do you know how long that video took me. it was so hard just to get it saved. But thank God for Natalie Christenson or else my bootie would have been in big trouble. haha
But ya. Fail Mrs. McCrady. But I still love you. not like you blog anyway. the only person that actually reads this blog is savanna (LOVE YA SNICKELS) but ya if there is some unknown reader I would appreciate it if you said hey!
But no creepers please. cause my dad's a cop....nuf said...
So schools gonna be out in 2 stinkin days!1
but I was talking to savanna today and she was like "Ya this week is like going as fast as a snail." And I was like "totally."
She's the funny one in this friendship.
But ya I have my economics final tomorrow which everyone in my class is like really freaking out over when I'm like "Hey...its all gooooood."
But the awesome thing is that I can't even study cause Talia (darn you. YEt love you all at the same time) left my study cards in Mr. Bracher's room (which he probably put in the shredder because I always fail to remember to get his snapple. He gabbed about it today and I was like "DUDE!! I'LL GET THE DARN SNAPPLE!" wow this is a really long parentheses)
So ya. Lotsa stuff done. I made my schedule for running start (I'M GONNA DIE UNDER HOMEWORK!) which is pre-cal, english, and american government. ugh. But God will help me!! YES AMEN.
So ya. love ya one and all
Haha so my cat did the funniest thing today. He waved his paw and wacked my nose. I was extatic.
But what I also want to discuss was why I only got a 94% on my LOTF project?!!
I worked so hard!! do you know how long that video took me. it was so hard just to get it saved. But thank God for Natalie Christenson or else my bootie would have been in big trouble. haha
But ya. Fail Mrs. McCrady. But I still love you. not like you blog anyway. the only person that actually reads this blog is savanna (LOVE YA SNICKELS) but ya if there is some unknown reader I would appreciate it if you said hey!
But no creepers please. cause my dad's a cop....nuf said...
So schools gonna be out in 2 stinkin days!1
but I was talking to savanna today and she was like "Ya this week is like going as fast as a snail." And I was like "totally."
She's the funny one in this friendship.
But ya I have my economics final tomorrow which everyone in my class is like really freaking out over when I'm like "Hey...its all gooooood."
But the awesome thing is that I can't even study cause Talia (darn you. YEt love you all at the same time) left my study cards in Mr. Bracher's room (which he probably put in the shredder because I always fail to remember to get his snapple. He gabbed about it today and I was like "DUDE!! I'LL GET THE DARN SNAPPLE!" wow this is a really long parentheses)
So ya. Lotsa stuff done. I made my schedule for running start (I'M GONNA DIE UNDER HOMEWORK!) which is pre-cal, english, and american government. ugh. But God will help me!! YES AMEN.
So ya. love ya one and all
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
SO STRESSFUL
I'm completely stressed out right now! Its the end of my sophomore year and I'm pretty sure that all the teachers are just trying to cram in as much homework as they can.
Its like they are the magic puppeteers and we are the lonely-wishful-thinking Pinocchio's. (I still don't understand why his nose grows when he lies.)
Anyways, I've been trying to get a job because my dad gave me the ultimatum that "No job, then no car. No car, no running start. No running start, then sucks for you. *smiley face*"
IT SUCKS
And i also have to read great expectations by this monday. UGH.
So my water's boiling and I have to get ready for my concert. So I gtg. But it feels nice to vent. So YA.
I'm stressed but I LOVE YOU!
Its like they are the magic puppeteers and we are the lonely-wishful-thinking Pinocchio's. (I still don't understand why his nose grows when he lies.)
Anyways, I've been trying to get a job because my dad gave me the ultimatum that "No job, then no car. No car, no running start. No running start, then sucks for you. *smiley face*"
IT SUCKS
And i also have to read great expectations by this monday. UGH.
So my water's boiling and I have to get ready for my concert. So I gtg. But it feels nice to vent. So YA.
I'm stressed but I LOVE YOU!
Friday, May 21, 2010
new music, new AWESOMENESS...or something along those lines
For my band class, we are practicing songs for our spring concert on June 2nd. I play the flute. Its STINKING AWESOME!!!
Ok. I'm over dramatizing it a bit. But we are playing these pretty epic songs. Like just looking at the names of the songs are SO IRRESTIBLY SEXY. jk
There's "Toccatta for band" (YUM!)
"Mancini Magic" (eye candy!)
"By Loch and Mountain" (I can smell Gerard Butler already)
and "Bugler's Holiday" (....ok that one's lame)
They are the songs that I will have stuck in my head until the day i die.
Also, I think today was the first day that I failed or did really really bad on a math test! *sigh*
I told Mr. Bracher and he was depressed. not really but he was like *sigh*
Also I'm learning how to play the guitar. Its pretty epic.
epic...I love that word. It's so EPICALLY EPIC!! DAHHH!! ITS!!! JUST!!! SO!!! EPIC!!!
ok enough with that. so for my english project after reading Lord of the Flies (I sorta recommend it but I also don't. Its pretty epically creepy) and I am writing a song about it about how English boys can go epically crazy!!
I cried in that book.
Darn Great Expectations. so boring.
Anyways I just finished writing the lyrics but I just need to put the right chords to the epically creepy part where I go from "la de la" to "OH NO JAAAAAACK!! YOUR OUT OF WAAAAAACK!!!" and those are actually the lyrics too.
OMG Lee Dewyze is so epic and hot!! I have never been into American Idol this bad since Carrie Underwood!!
I love his voice with a passion that burns on the precipice of my inner soul that makes me want to sing to the hills around me!!
ok not that big, but he is just seriously amazing at singing and I love his personality. But at the same time, Justin Beiber sang his "Baby! Baby! Baby OOOOOH!" song. and I'm like "Dude stop flirting with the 25 year olds! your legs aren't even hairy yet. Get a scooter and get a life."
Geeze! child stars these days.
Speaking of child stars, I was on the radio this morning. No autographs please.
haha jk
Ok. I'm over dramatizing it a bit. But we are playing these pretty epic songs. Like just looking at the names of the songs are SO IRRESTIBLY SEXY. jk
There's "Toccatta for band" (YUM!)
"Mancini Magic" (eye candy!)
"By Loch and Mountain" (I can smell Gerard Butler already)
and "Bugler's Holiday" (....ok that one's lame)
They are the songs that I will have stuck in my head until the day i die.
Also, I think today was the first day that I failed or did really really bad on a math test! *sigh*
I told Mr. Bracher and he was depressed. not really but he was like *sigh*
Also I'm learning how to play the guitar. Its pretty epic.
epic...I love that word. It's so EPICALLY EPIC!! DAHHH!! ITS!!! JUST!!! SO!!! EPIC!!!
ok enough with that. so for my english project after reading Lord of the Flies (I sorta recommend it but I also don't. Its pretty epically creepy) and I am writing a song about it about how English boys can go epically crazy!!
I cried in that book.
Darn Great Expectations. so boring.
Anyways I just finished writing the lyrics but I just need to put the right chords to the epically creepy part where I go from "la de la" to "OH NO JAAAAAACK!! YOUR OUT OF WAAAAAACK!!!" and those are actually the lyrics too.
OMG Lee Dewyze is so epic and hot!! I have never been into American Idol this bad since Carrie Underwood!!
I love his voice with a passion that burns on the precipice of my inner soul that makes me want to sing to the hills around me!!
ok not that big, but he is just seriously amazing at singing and I love his personality. But at the same time, Justin Beiber sang his "Baby! Baby! Baby OOOOOH!" song. and I'm like "Dude stop flirting with the 25 year olds! your legs aren't even hairy yet. Get a scooter and get a life."
Geeze! child stars these days.
Speaking of child stars, I was on the radio this morning. No autographs please.
haha jk
Friday, May 14, 2010
the likes
The more I talk to him, the more I like him. Although, he has a little trouble starting conversations, he's still REALLY nice and has a good heart.
I'm always afraid that I'm annoying him somehow by my endless babble.
I just wish that he could show me some sign that he is at least interested in being my friend too. He's really sweet! :)
I'm pretty sure that he has never had a girlfriend or anything (just an observation) and I've never been in a relationship either. So does it fit? Do we work?
I want to know him more. I'm not gonna force it out of him. I'm not going to be the one that chases after him. If he likes me, then he should chase him after me.
I'm going to attempt the hard-to-get person. Not too hard. Just hard enough to get him out of his comfort zone.
He has some really good dreams. to go on a mission to alaska to build a summer camp and help with troubled teens. His heart for God, puts me at ease somehow.
For now I will admire him from afar, and be his friend cause God knows I need to start having guy friends.
And if it turns into something else, so be it.
So if you ever read this, mr. man I'm writing about, I like you. :) Lets be friends. I want to get to know you and hang out with you. just getting it out. :) I admire all the things you aspire to do. I'm so happy that you are so interested in music, cause thats a big bonus. You are very sweet and nice and I hope that you can come to see me as a friend too. Keep on loving God, and be yourself. Don't change because of other people. Your great just the way you are. :)
I'm always afraid that I'm annoying him somehow by my endless babble.
I just wish that he could show me some sign that he is at least interested in being my friend too. He's really sweet! :)
I'm pretty sure that he has never had a girlfriend or anything (just an observation) and I've never been in a relationship either. So does it fit? Do we work?
I want to know him more. I'm not gonna force it out of him. I'm not going to be the one that chases after him. If he likes me, then he should chase him after me.
I'm going to attempt the hard-to-get person. Not too hard. Just hard enough to get him out of his comfort zone.
He has some really good dreams. to go on a mission to alaska to build a summer camp and help with troubled teens. His heart for God, puts me at ease somehow.
For now I will admire him from afar, and be his friend cause God knows I need to start having guy friends.
And if it turns into something else, so be it.
So if you ever read this, mr. man I'm writing about, I like you. :) Lets be friends. I want to get to know you and hang out with you. just getting it out. :) I admire all the things you aspire to do. I'm so happy that you are so interested in music, cause thats a big bonus. You are very sweet and nice and I hope that you can come to see me as a friend too. Keep on loving God, and be yourself. Don't change because of other people. Your great just the way you are. :)
Stay
Verse 1:
As I walk through the halls
I know you're walking right beside me
When I feel so alone
You wisper in my ear
Verse 2:
When my pillow is soaked with my tears
You're sitting there capturing them in your hands
When I'm singing to you
You dance to the melody
You never leave me
Chorus:
Even if I run and hide,
You seek me, You know where I am
Even if my bed is made in darkness
You make your bed there too
When I doubt and curse and run away
You say to me "I'll never leave you.
No matter what you say, I stay."
Verse 3:
Your presence, it surrounds me
Everywhere, anywhere that I go
Your hand is holding mine
Ever trusting guide
Verse 4:
I cry out your name
To help me, to save me from the enemy
You gird your waist and take your sword
And fight the battle for me
You never leave me
(Chorus)
Bridge:
I stay, I hold your hand
I carry you through the dryest season
I stay, because my death was not in vain
It was for you, I died to be with you
I will always love you
I stay, I stay
(Chorus)
Ending:
I want you here
I want you here
Stay here with me, Jesus
You're welcome here
Please stay, be near
No matter what I say
Stay.
~Written and Composed by Haley D. Gurr
:)
As I walk through the halls
I know you're walking right beside me
When I feel so alone
You wisper in my ear
Verse 2:
When my pillow is soaked with my tears
You're sitting there capturing them in your hands
When I'm singing to you
You dance to the melody
You never leave me
Chorus:
Even if I run and hide,
You seek me, You know where I am
Even if my bed is made in darkness
You make your bed there too
When I doubt and curse and run away
You say to me "I'll never leave you.
No matter what you say, I stay."
Verse 3:
Your presence, it surrounds me
Everywhere, anywhere that I go
Your hand is holding mine
Ever trusting guide
Verse 4:
I cry out your name
To help me, to save me from the enemy
You gird your waist and take your sword
And fight the battle for me
You never leave me
(Chorus)
Bridge:
I stay, I hold your hand
I carry you through the dryest season
I stay, because my death was not in vain
It was for you, I died to be with you
I will always love you
I stay, I stay
(Chorus)
Ending:
I want you here
I want you here
Stay here with me, Jesus
You're welcome here
Please stay, be near
No matter what I say
Stay.
~Written and Composed by Haley D. Gurr
:)
Sunday, May 9, 2010
sucker
Yah so savanna was right. I'm a sucker for surveys.
What do you wanna be when you grow up?
~ I want to make a difference in people's lives i guess. married, a job that I'm happy with and doing music. <3
Do you have a crush on anyone?
~ sigh......
What's the prettiest part of your body?
~ my FACE. nah jk its actually my eyes. they are BAALUUUEE!
Do you think you'll ever get married?
~ i would like to think so.
What do you want your wedding song to be?
~ There's a couple. Are you ready?...: "You are so Beautiful" by Danny Gokey, "I must've done something right" by Relient K, "Daughters of Jerusalem" by...someone. there's more but hey. I'm 16. I have a while to think about this stuff
If you could go anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?
~ Australia. to see my awesome cousin rock her internship. And...plus...Gerard Butler and Keith Urban are from there. Duh.
If you were stranded on a desert island,what 2 things would you take with u?
~ my friends so I wouldn't be lonely, and my cats so I would have something to eat...and to keep me company as well
Movie you wished you had starred in?
~ not too much into acting. I like being part of the setup.
Who is the coolest person you know?
~ Dang.... probably Beth Grommesch. She's insanely cool and I can always ask her for advice. Savanna Nickels because she is dang funny and I've always been envious of her talents and happiness
Who do you know of that you wanna meet, but you've never met?
~ hahahaha yep and I hope he never reads this. and Third Day and Bethany Dillion.
Whats the best class you ever took?
~ I don't know. I'm really looking forward to French next year
Is there someone that you cant stop thinking about that doesnt know it?
~ I don't ALWAYS think about him/her. but that would be stupid and juvenile. Amen
what song is in your head right now?
~ "Love don't live here anymore" by Lady Antebellum
What did you eat for breakfast this morning?
~ toast and my moms homemade, coffee-maker-made coffee.
Do you love your mom?
~ insanely
Do you love your dad?
~ yes even though he can be difficult
Do you love your siblings?
~ yes, even though I am probably really impatient with them
Do you get along better with men or women?
~ I can get along with just about everyone, whether guy or girl. but I mostly talk to girls.
smooth or crunchy?
~ crunchy. how I like my PB
White or wheat?
~ white. my stepmom is afraid I'll die from white bread poisoning because apparently they have DEADLY toxins in them to make them white...
Aliens or Ghosts?
~ um...I love avatar so definately blue, tall aliens
Favorite movie?
~ I LOVE Pride and Prejudice but there's more
favorite drink?
~ iced tea. not sweet or watery. nice and STRONG. how I like my men. hahaha jk
Favorite city?
~ that town in Pennsylvania with all the Amish. Its SO pretty!
Favorite store?
~ Marshalls, American Eagle, Ross, and JC Penny's
Addictions?
~ writing songs lately.... Its wierd
Favorite food?
~ I love peach bubble tea. and Outback side caesar salads
Favorite animal?
~ SAVE THE WHALES
Think of a number between 1 and 10.
~ 9?
Have you ever been to mexico?
~ .....I hear that as soon as the freeway hits mexico it turns into a dirt road. haha so racist. jk. I've always wondered. If I snuck into mexico would I be an illegal immigrant? oh snap!! there I go again!
Do you obssess over little things?
~ yes.
Do you have any tatoos?
~ "I disected a worm once."
Do you have any peircings?
~ my little, lopsided ears.
What is your ethnic background?
~ Svedish (the blood of vikings!) and Hungarian.
Have you ever broken anyones heart?
~ Oh ya. PLAYAAA!!!
Has anyone ever broken your heart?
~ ya. but that was junior high. I was stupid. and short
Do you refer to anyone as "the one that got away"?
~ i call my cats that all the time
Republican or democrat?
~ SHUT UP!!!!!
what's your favorite word?
~ epic.... =)
what's your favorite restaurant?
~ Olivers. because the lady there knows me by my hairdo and what I order. A classic turkey sandwich and a peach bubble tea.
What color are your underwear right now?
~ green with white hearts.....is it wierd that I know that?
If you could join one band, what would it be?
~ START MY OWN
Favorite male vocalist?
~ I have to agree with savanna that the lead singer of Capital lights but I personally love Mac Powell. his voice is uhhh....delicious?
Favorite female vocalist?
~ I love Kim Walker
Favorite body part on a guy/girl?
~ I love the eyes. and if you have dimples.. BONUS
What your ideal mate should look like?
~ I don't know.... someone that isn't too cute cause then I would feel like I would have to compete with him whenever we went anywhere
What your ideal mate should act like?
~ A funny guy that acts himself all the time that loves God, loves me, and someone I could call my best friend.
Do you love yourself?
~ somethimes.
Do you love your friends?
~ OMG. you have no idea!
What do you wanna be when you grow up?
~ I want to make a difference in people's lives i guess. married, a job that I'm happy with and doing music. <3
Do you have a crush on anyone?
~ sigh......
What's the prettiest part of your body?
~ my FACE. nah jk its actually my eyes. they are BAALUUUEE!
Do you think you'll ever get married?
~ i would like to think so.
What do you want your wedding song to be?
~ There's a couple. Are you ready?...: "You are so Beautiful" by Danny Gokey, "I must've done something right" by Relient K, "Daughters of Jerusalem" by...someone. there's more but hey. I'm 16. I have a while to think about this stuff
If you could go anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?
~ Australia. to see my awesome cousin rock her internship. And...plus...Gerard Butler and Keith Urban are from there. Duh.
If you were stranded on a desert island,what 2 things would you take with u?
~ my friends so I wouldn't be lonely, and my cats so I would have something to eat...and to keep me company as well
Movie you wished you had starred in?
~ not too much into acting. I like being part of the setup.
Who is the coolest person you know?
~ Dang.... probably Beth Grommesch. She's insanely cool and I can always ask her for advice. Savanna Nickels because she is dang funny and I've always been envious of her talents and happiness
Who do you know of that you wanna meet, but you've never met?
~ hahahaha yep and I hope he never reads this. and Third Day and Bethany Dillion.
Whats the best class you ever took?
~ I don't know. I'm really looking forward to French next year
Is there someone that you cant stop thinking about that doesnt know it?
~ I don't ALWAYS think about him/her. but that would be stupid and juvenile. Amen
what song is in your head right now?
~ "Love don't live here anymore" by Lady Antebellum
What did you eat for breakfast this morning?
~ toast and my moms homemade, coffee-maker-made coffee.
Do you love your mom?
~ insanely
Do you love your dad?
~ yes even though he can be difficult
Do you love your siblings?
~ yes, even though I am probably really impatient with them
Do you get along better with men or women?
~ I can get along with just about everyone, whether guy or girl. but I mostly talk to girls.
smooth or crunchy?
~ crunchy. how I like my PB
White or wheat?
~ white. my stepmom is afraid I'll die from white bread poisoning because apparently they have DEADLY toxins in them to make them white...
Aliens or Ghosts?
~ um...I love avatar so definately blue, tall aliens
Favorite movie?
~ I LOVE Pride and Prejudice but there's more
favorite drink?
~ iced tea. not sweet or watery. nice and STRONG. how I like my men. hahaha jk
Favorite city?
~ that town in Pennsylvania with all the Amish. Its SO pretty!
Favorite store?
~ Marshalls, American Eagle, Ross, and JC Penny's
Addictions?
~ writing songs lately.... Its wierd
Favorite food?
~ I love peach bubble tea. and Outback side caesar salads
Favorite animal?
~ SAVE THE WHALES
Think of a number between 1 and 10.
~ 9?
Have you ever been to mexico?
~ .....I hear that as soon as the freeway hits mexico it turns into a dirt road. haha so racist. jk. I've always wondered. If I snuck into mexico would I be an illegal immigrant? oh snap!! there I go again!
Do you obssess over little things?
~ yes.
Do you have any tatoos?
~ "I disected a worm once."
Do you have any peircings?
~ my little, lopsided ears.
What is your ethnic background?
~ Svedish (the blood of vikings!) and Hungarian.
Have you ever broken anyones heart?
~ Oh ya. PLAYAAA!!!
Has anyone ever broken your heart?
~ ya. but that was junior high. I was stupid. and short
Do you refer to anyone as "the one that got away"?
~ i call my cats that all the time
Republican or democrat?
~ SHUT UP!!!!!
what's your favorite word?
~ epic.... =)
what's your favorite restaurant?
~ Olivers. because the lady there knows me by my hairdo and what I order. A classic turkey sandwich and a peach bubble tea.
What color are your underwear right now?
~ green with white hearts.....is it wierd that I know that?
If you could join one band, what would it be?
~ START MY OWN
Favorite male vocalist?
~ I have to agree with savanna that the lead singer of Capital lights but I personally love Mac Powell. his voice is uhhh....delicious?
Favorite female vocalist?
~ I love Kim Walker
Favorite body part on a guy/girl?
~ I love the eyes. and if you have dimples.. BONUS
What your ideal mate should look like?
~ I don't know.... someone that isn't too cute cause then I would feel like I would have to compete with him whenever we went anywhere
What your ideal mate should act like?
~ A funny guy that acts himself all the time that loves God, loves me, and someone I could call my best friend.
Do you love yourself?
~ somethimes.
Do you love your friends?
~ OMG. you have no idea!
Monday, May 3, 2010
The vague past of the future
Yep thats right. soon enough, not long from now, I will start growing gray hair (If i grow any at all) and my teeth will fall out (oh wait.....they're already doing that) and I will have desperate dimensia (....gotcha. that hasn't happened to me yet.)
I went job hunting, officially taking flight from the nest of living under the finacial umbrella of my parental units.
I probably applied to 782,983,669,286,687,278,898,264 different places. And thats just in the span of about 20 miles from my moms to my dads.
I keep on wanting to say "I signed up at this place..."
BAD FORM is what my mum says. you don't say "sign up" you say "apply".
OH GOSH!!
Why is it that I am an idiot when it comes to living life but I'm really good at Algebra 2?
Darn you Mr. Bracher!
And you can thank my low self esteem to my dad. He always says I act like my heads in the clouds and don't have life skills.
YAY FOR MY SELF ESTEEM.
anyways this ones short.
I went job hunting, officially taking flight from the nest of living under the finacial umbrella of my parental units.
I probably applied to 782,983,669,286,687,278,898,264 different places. And thats just in the span of about 20 miles from my moms to my dads.
I keep on wanting to say "I signed up at this place..."
BAD FORM is what my mum says. you don't say "sign up" you say "apply".
OH GOSH!!
Why is it that I am an idiot when it comes to living life but I'm really good at Algebra 2?
Darn you Mr. Bracher!
And you can thank my low self esteem to my dad. He always says I act like my heads in the clouds and don't have life skills.
YAY FOR MY SELF ESTEEM.
anyways this ones short.
Friday, April 23, 2010
the wonders of the emery cat (as seen on tv)
So if you haven't seen it on tv then the emery cat is a cat scratcher that files at their nails. It has catnip (cat crack) infused in its special card board...thing.
Any ways, we were tired of them clawing their nails on our furniture and floor so we went to the pet shop to get a cat scratcher. HAHA they're wrestling right now! So cute!
Ahem. Back on topic, we went to the pet store and looked around and found this emery cat thing and we thought "Cool. It comes with a toy!" So we bought it.
Also, funny story at the checkout counter. The guy that was checking us out was your typical dude which couldn't find a better job so settled at pet's mart because of his pet pit bull named "Monster Killer" or something that ate stray children for breakfast (obviously I have seen The Sandlot too many times.).
He had the emo look: piercings taking up about every body part on his face and he was just not the spunkiest volunteer in the nursery. Well he almost charged us like a whole 50 bucks more than what we were buying! It was insane! My mom caught that it was hecka too much and he was like, "Oh....better take that off."
My mom was smoking mad. it was really hilarious hearing her complain all the way home but on the verge of annoying.
Anyways, we get home and open the emery cat, hoping that they would use it. We let them out and all they did with it was sniff it and than went crazy over the cheap-o toy that came with it!! The could care less about the awesome scratching post that cost us 20 buckaroo's but went after the stupid feather like it was God or something.
Ugh. and just now, I had to pry Claussen off of the back of the couch!! I actually gave him a yelling! I said "YOU UNGRATEFUL FUZZY MAMMAL!! YOU GET YOUR DANG NAILS ON THAT STUPID EMERY CAT RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL PULL YOUR NAILS STRAIGHT OUT OF YOUR PAW RIGHT NOW!!"
I picked him up and threw him on the emery board. Then I yelled at him as he flew "IT HAS FREAKING CATNIP!! HOW CAN YOU RESIST DRUGS?!!"
he stood up and walked off.
I feel so unappreciated.
Any ways, we were tired of them clawing their nails on our furniture and floor so we went to the pet shop to get a cat scratcher. HAHA they're wrestling right now! So cute!
Ahem. Back on topic, we went to the pet store and looked around and found this emery cat thing and we thought "Cool. It comes with a toy!" So we bought it.
Also, funny story at the checkout counter. The guy that was checking us out was your typical dude which couldn't find a better job so settled at pet's mart because of his pet pit bull named "Monster Killer" or something that ate stray children for breakfast (obviously I have seen The Sandlot too many times.).
He had the emo look: piercings taking up about every body part on his face and he was just not the spunkiest volunteer in the nursery. Well he almost charged us like a whole 50 bucks more than what we were buying! It was insane! My mom caught that it was hecka too much and he was like, "Oh....better take that off."
My mom was smoking mad. it was really hilarious hearing her complain all the way home but on the verge of annoying.
Anyways, we get home and open the emery cat, hoping that they would use it. We let them out and all they did with it was sniff it and than went crazy over the cheap-o toy that came with it!! The could care less about the awesome scratching post that cost us 20 buckaroo's but went after the stupid feather like it was God or something.
Ugh. and just now, I had to pry Claussen off of the back of the couch!! I actually gave him a yelling! I said "YOU UNGRATEFUL FUZZY MAMMAL!! YOU GET YOUR DANG NAILS ON THAT STUPID EMERY CAT RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL PULL YOUR NAILS STRAIGHT OUT OF YOUR PAW RIGHT NOW!!"
I picked him up and threw him on the emery board. Then I yelled at him as he flew "IT HAS FREAKING CATNIP!! HOW CAN YOU RESIST DRUGS?!!"
he stood up and walked off.
I feel so unappreciated.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
its on...
So I have officially waged war against my friend savanna to see who could make the most random posts.
Sooooooo.....
The pickle danced to the sound of the cave master beatboxing to Michael Jackson when he came to life and made me pancakes. They were marionberry and I hated the blue polka dot dress that Mr. Penguin hiccuped into existence on November 6th 1853. My hair was green then. the sound of hills were filled with photos of Julie Andrews. But then it happened....WHACK!!! He unfell asleep on the tope of the silver mixing bowl with a mountain of cookie dough. AHA! Eureka! Bamboozle! Mukapokkapookapocka!
BEAT THAT!!
Anyways, this week was good. I was just mowing my lawn and Gerard and his enteurage of dudes were outside playing basketball watching me awkwardly mowing my lawn. I was so embarrased because I looked gross and so did my lawn.
I wish that my lawn didn't have any weeds and i never had to mow it cause then I could just be happy in life without ever thinking about my lawn being a downer to my whole neighborhood.
Cause my lawn makes my family look like people who really don't care for their lawn, which is true. But I always know how I get annoyed at people who have icky lawns. So I can just imagine what my neighbors must think of our monstrosity of a lawn. sigh.
Well I'm done and tired
Sooooooo.....
The pickle danced to the sound of the cave master beatboxing to Michael Jackson when he came to life and made me pancakes. They were marionberry and I hated the blue polka dot dress that Mr. Penguin hiccuped into existence on November 6th 1853. My hair was green then. the sound of hills were filled with photos of Julie Andrews. But then it happened....WHACK!!! He unfell asleep on the tope of the silver mixing bowl with a mountain of cookie dough. AHA! Eureka! Bamboozle! Mukapokkapookapocka!
BEAT THAT!!
Anyways, this week was good. I was just mowing my lawn and Gerard and his enteurage of dudes were outside playing basketball watching me awkwardly mowing my lawn. I was so embarrased because I looked gross and so did my lawn.
I wish that my lawn didn't have any weeds and i never had to mow it cause then I could just be happy in life without ever thinking about my lawn being a downer to my whole neighborhood.
Cause my lawn makes my family look like people who really don't care for their lawn, which is true. But I always know how I get annoyed at people who have icky lawns. So I can just imagine what my neighbors must think of our monstrosity of a lawn. sigh.
Well I'm done and tired
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
woho
So I;m gonna right something in 2 minutes that will be completely random. Here we go!
So today the chick ate my sandwich that had penguins and polar bears fighting for their live in a sandy wonderland with licorice and pompoms.
Ok thats the bell! gtg
So today the chick ate my sandwich that had penguins and polar bears fighting for their live in a sandy wonderland with licorice and pompoms.
Ok thats the bell! gtg
Bloviate...... oh the irony
So I know its been like 15 years since i last blogged. but blogging is like knitting. You get really excited about it for a while and then it gets tiring and you run out of things to say (or knit?) and you just chill for a while. So thats what I did. took a vacation from my blogging relationship.
Anyways, so I went on the random word generator and the random word was "Bloviate."
Hmmmmmm. curious? I think so.
Actually i was really bored with the word and wanted a new one but I was stuck with it. So I went in a dictionary and found out that bloviate means to write and/or speak in a pompous manner. right then I got confused. How can someone tell if your writing pompously. Here let me try. I'm going to type a random sentance and see if it looks pompous.
So I went to the store and bought Mr. Bracher a pineapple but it turns out that he is allergic to them. How sad is that?
.......See? I see no difference in the way i normally write and the way I just bloviated. its a myth.
So also with my adventures into the math world with mr. Bracher, Right now we're learning how to see how many combinations you can make out of something.
EUREKA!!! Is it true? "finally something useful," you might say?
Well its true. Like say you went to this frozen yogurt store and you can pick a type of yogurt, fruit, and nut to go in it. With a special formula, you can find out how many combinations you can make depending on what you can get in each category! I don't know about you but that is always something I wanted to figure out how to do!
Like I would take 4 random numbers and see how many combinations I could get with them. Yes, I know, my mommy thinks I'm special.
So ya. tata for now?
why did i put a question mark after that! sorry! so stupid. its not like I'm gonna die and never see you again. don't want to mislead. ok lets do this right.
*clears throat majestically#
ok. so ya. tata for now!!!!!
YAYA
Anyways, so I went on the random word generator and the random word was "Bloviate."
Hmmmmmm. curious? I think so.
Actually i was really bored with the word and wanted a new one but I was stuck with it. So I went in a dictionary and found out that bloviate means to write and/or speak in a pompous manner. right then I got confused. How can someone tell if your writing pompously. Here let me try. I'm going to type a random sentance and see if it looks pompous.
So I went to the store and bought Mr. Bracher a pineapple but it turns out that he is allergic to them. How sad is that?
.......See? I see no difference in the way i normally write and the way I just bloviated. its a myth.
So also with my adventures into the math world with mr. Bracher, Right now we're learning how to see how many combinations you can make out of something.
EUREKA!!! Is it true? "finally something useful," you might say?
Well its true. Like say you went to this frozen yogurt store and you can pick a type of yogurt, fruit, and nut to go in it. With a special formula, you can find out how many combinations you can make depending on what you can get in each category! I don't know about you but that is always something I wanted to figure out how to do!
Like I would take 4 random numbers and see how many combinations I could get with them. Yes, I know, my mommy thinks I'm special.
So ya. tata for now?
why did i put a question mark after that! sorry! so stupid. its not like I'm gonna die and never see you again. don't want to mislead. ok lets do this right.
*clears throat majestically#
ok. so ya. tata for now!!!!!
YAYA
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Compass Tests and headaches
So next monday I'm gonna take my compass test. AH.
I'm kinda worried about it. like i really don't want to seriously fail and be like all "ptttttt.." or something and be stupid.
So I LOVE MY CATS!!! They are so darn adorable. is that wierd? Am I officially a cat lady if i love my kitties?
Oh what to blog about, what to blog about.
Well I have a pretty big headache right now. I really want God to show up to me for pete's sake.
Ya, I'm a little ticked. How the loss of interest and the racing thoughts. The only thing I can do is just not think about it. But just figuring out whether to go to church is an issue.
Plus, I miss playing the piano. I used to be good but I just stopped after a while. I really want to play again. It seems that music always pulls me out of my stupor.
sigh, anyway. poeple are looking at red pandas.
pretty cute huh?
ya i think so too
I'm kinda worried about it. like i really don't want to seriously fail and be like all "ptttttt.." or something and be stupid.
So I LOVE MY CATS!!! They are so darn adorable. is that wierd? Am I officially a cat lady if i love my kitties?
Oh what to blog about, what to blog about.
Well I have a pretty big headache right now. I really want God to show up to me for pete's sake.
Ya, I'm a little ticked. How the loss of interest and the racing thoughts. The only thing I can do is just not think about it. But just figuring out whether to go to church is an issue.
Plus, I miss playing the piano. I used to be good but I just stopped after a while. I really want to play again. It seems that music always pulls me out of my stupor.
sigh, anyway. poeple are looking at red pandas.
pretty cute huh?
ya i think so too
Monday, March 15, 2010
nancy drew and the white wolf of icicle creek and the girl who's a wimp
So a while back my sister and her friends played a nancy drew game with a screeching "banshee" and it was CAREEPYYY! but I was hooked.
So my friend natalie graciously lent me a nancy drew game called the White Wolf of Icicle Creek. she said it wasn't going to be creepy. I just realized how much of a wimp I was when at the beginning of the game there was an explosion! I flipped! I hate scary surprises.
But then there was a note on the door at one point where it said "meet me in the sauna." I was a little freaked out whenever I went around a corner and someone would be there like "BOO!" The people in the game are really creepy. so i went downstairs and no one was down there. Like the people that are usually always there werent there. so I creepily opened up the sauna expecting to see someone in there. So I clicked on the door and dropped to the floor and plugged my ears. i was freaked out.
But there was no one in there. just some pictures. So I went in and picked them up. But then the sauna started getting hotter. I turned around and COULD NOT OPEN THE DOOR! At this point I was about to pee my pants I was so scared!
It was bad. there were just so many moments that I was freaked out. I still am.
So my friend natalie graciously lent me a nancy drew game called the White Wolf of Icicle Creek. she said it wasn't going to be creepy. I just realized how much of a wimp I was when at the beginning of the game there was an explosion! I flipped! I hate scary surprises.
But then there was a note on the door at one point where it said "meet me in the sauna." I was a little freaked out whenever I went around a corner and someone would be there like "BOO!" The people in the game are really creepy. so i went downstairs and no one was down there. Like the people that are usually always there werent there. so I creepily opened up the sauna expecting to see someone in there. So I clicked on the door and dropped to the floor and plugged my ears. i was freaked out.
But there was no one in there. just some pictures. So I went in and picked them up. But then the sauna started getting hotter. I turned around and COULD NOT OPEN THE DOOR! At this point I was about to pee my pants I was so scared!
It was bad. there were just so many moments that I was freaked out. I still am.
ACSI, creepy drummers, and broken fingers
Wow! It's been like so long since I blogged And so much has happened. Like insane.
I'll start with band. so last week, me and my high school band brethren went to this music conference called ACSI. Its where a whole bunch of Christian school bands come together and get ajudicated (or judged) and play and a whole bunch of stuff.
It was a grueling 2 days of losing spit and playing cards and reading like a maniac. (like they do). during the meals we would ALL go to a cafeteria with a buffet. the food wasn't that great. like the hamburgers I'm pretty sure were not......hamburgers.
anyway there was this creepy drummer from another small school. He always seemed to walk by my table and stare creepily as he did. And he passed by a lot so he was either really hungry or was....a creeper.
At one point he came and sat down at our table and poured salt all over the table and was like "I'm really bored if you haven't noticed." And I wanted to make conversation so I was like "Yah... we all get that way.....some.....times..." this whole time, he's drawing a man in the salt.
I felt bad for him. whenever he wasn't sitting with us, he was sitting all alone. I just think he was lonely. But I'm pretty sure that he had a mondo crusho on Anastasia and Maia. He would stare at them not noticing that I was watching. Kinda creeped out. so maia was by my side the rest of the time.
Ya, It was great. But I got to learn a new game called Rat where you hit cards and try to hit them first when they show up. I was playing with Micaela and an Asian named Don. He can hit hard. I'm pretty sure he broke my finger somewhere.
But I deserved it to an extent. You see, there are two asians in the band. Don plays clarinet and Min Su plays violin. And I called Don Min Su a whole bunch and I felt horrible. he just laughed. And then he said that he left his instrument out in the gym and I was like "Oh aren't you worried about your violin?" At that point, everyone at the table punched me. He just laughed again at my pure stupidity.
So it was an eventful 2 days.
I'll start with band. so last week, me and my high school band brethren went to this music conference called ACSI. Its where a whole bunch of Christian school bands come together and get ajudicated (or judged) and play and a whole bunch of stuff.
It was a grueling 2 days of losing spit and playing cards and reading like a maniac. (like they do). during the meals we would ALL go to a cafeteria with a buffet. the food wasn't that great. like the hamburgers I'm pretty sure were not......hamburgers.
anyway there was this creepy drummer from another small school. He always seemed to walk by my table and stare creepily as he did. And he passed by a lot so he was either really hungry or was....a creeper.
At one point he came and sat down at our table and poured salt all over the table and was like "I'm really bored if you haven't noticed." And I wanted to make conversation so I was like "Yah... we all get that way.....some.....times..." this whole time, he's drawing a man in the salt.
I felt bad for him. whenever he wasn't sitting with us, he was sitting all alone. I just think he was lonely. But I'm pretty sure that he had a mondo crusho on Anastasia and Maia. He would stare at them not noticing that I was watching. Kinda creeped out. so maia was by my side the rest of the time.
Ya, It was great. But I got to learn a new game called Rat where you hit cards and try to hit them first when they show up. I was playing with Micaela and an Asian named Don. He can hit hard. I'm pretty sure he broke my finger somewhere.
But I deserved it to an extent. You see, there are two asians in the band. Don plays clarinet and Min Su plays violin. And I called Don Min Su a whole bunch and I felt horrible. he just laughed. And then he said that he left his instrument out in the gym and I was like "Oh aren't you worried about your violin?" At that point, everyone at the table punched me. He just laughed again at my pure stupidity.
So it was an eventful 2 days.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Tolo. Sadie Hawkins Dance. whatever.
OMG! I totally forgot about tolo! so its this month and I have never gone to a dance nor have I been on a date nor have had any sort of significant contact with the opposite sex ever.
But since this might be my last dance i wanted to ask a guy, since its tolo and my duty.
I asked all my friends at Bible study and they all said "John Kobelek."
.............
I drew a blank. I knew his little bro but I didn't know who he was. So they described him to me and kinda shy and geeky but not completely ugly. broad-shouldered, glasses, and taaaaalllll.
Wow way to go guys. calling me dorky or something.
But no. He's pretty cool.....from what I see.
I still have yet to actually meet the guy. I am so guy challenged you don't understand. See I always think that guys tend to go for the skinny, pretty, christian girls. and I'm kinda odd. and I don't always look pretty unlike the Fonden sisters and all the girls at church pretty much.
I need advice. should I just walk up to him and be like "Hey, you don't know me but you might but I was just wondering if you could go to tolo with me at my school?....OH and my names Haley. And your names John. No its not creepy that I know your name, I was just talking to my friends about you and how you would be cool to go to tolo with. so here I am. will you go?"
......."No.".......
"Ok. um. thanks anyway. catch you later." slaps my head.
I just don't know how to just introduce myself to him let alone ask him to tolo. Ugh. I need help.
But since this might be my last dance i wanted to ask a guy, since its tolo and my duty.
I asked all my friends at Bible study and they all said "John Kobelek."
.............
I drew a blank. I knew his little bro but I didn't know who he was. So they described him to me and kinda shy and geeky but not completely ugly. broad-shouldered, glasses, and taaaaalllll.
Wow way to go guys. calling me dorky or something.
But no. He's pretty cool.....from what I see.
I still have yet to actually meet the guy. I am so guy challenged you don't understand. See I always think that guys tend to go for the skinny, pretty, christian girls. and I'm kinda odd. and I don't always look pretty unlike the Fonden sisters and all the girls at church pretty much.
I need advice. should I just walk up to him and be like "Hey, you don't know me but you might but I was just wondering if you could go to tolo with me at my school?....OH and my names Haley. And your names John. No its not creepy that I know your name, I was just talking to my friends about you and how you would be cool to go to tolo with. so here I am. will you go?"
......."No.".......
"Ok. um. thanks anyway. catch you later." slaps my head.
I just don't know how to just introduce myself to him let alone ask him to tolo. Ugh. I need help.
Imaginary numbers? Really?
So I had a lengthy conversation with my Algebra 2 teacher Mr. Bracher (think your awesome!) and we talked about imaginary numbers......
If you haven't hit algebra 2 yet, it is completely useless. I mean really why would you ever need to learn about unreal numbers. He responded "Electricity."
Stupid reason. like I'm EVER going to be an electrician. And as far as I know when Ben Franklin stuck a key on a kite in a thunderstorm he was quite unaware that there were imaginary numbers involved. SWALLOW THAT!!
Mr. Bracher is an odd one. He says that everything is numbers and that our eyes see numbers and translate them into colors and all sorts of stuff. So I was like trying to act stupid and said "Oh! So thats why we paint by numbers." Gahuh Gahuh. He didn't laugh.
See now i think of God as one of those masterminds that lives with his mom figuring all this stuff out in his parents basement as his mother brings down celery sticks and peanut butter. And He's like "Aha!!" and discovers FAKE numbers. and calls it "i."
Wow. Way to be egotistical.
"I" am this awesome fake number that you will never understand. "I" am there, then again "I" am not. "I" am in electricity. "I" keep your lifes filled with light and hope and love and the pursuit of happyness.
.....God had good thinking.
Now that "I" think about it, electricians can be quite stupid. "I" bet if you walk to up a dude working on the electric stuff and ask him about imaginary numbers he'd be like "Duhhhhhhhhhhhh......do you guys have any beer?" So there's always that.
"I" am so confused.
If you haven't hit algebra 2 yet, it is completely useless. I mean really why would you ever need to learn about unreal numbers. He responded "Electricity."
Stupid reason. like I'm EVER going to be an electrician. And as far as I know when Ben Franklin stuck a key on a kite in a thunderstorm he was quite unaware that there were imaginary numbers involved. SWALLOW THAT!!
Mr. Bracher is an odd one. He says that everything is numbers and that our eyes see numbers and translate them into colors and all sorts of stuff. So I was like trying to act stupid and said "Oh! So thats why we paint by numbers." Gahuh Gahuh. He didn't laugh.
See now i think of God as one of those masterminds that lives with his mom figuring all this stuff out in his parents basement as his mother brings down celery sticks and peanut butter. And He's like "Aha!!" and discovers FAKE numbers. and calls it "i."
Wow. Way to be egotistical.
"I" am this awesome fake number that you will never understand. "I" am there, then again "I" am not. "I" am in electricity. "I" keep your lifes filled with light and hope and love and the pursuit of happyness.
.....God had good thinking.
Now that "I" think about it, electricians can be quite stupid. "I" bet if you walk to up a dude working on the electric stuff and ask him about imaginary numbers he'd be like "Duhhhhhhhhhhhh......do you guys have any beer?" So there's always that.
"I" am so confused.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Habla habla habla habla
Habla habla habla habla.....
Dont you just wish that you could take back something you said that you didn't event think about the repercussions of what you say could be deadly? Ya. thats where I am.
I don't mean to say that stuff, I just SAY IT!! STUPID STUPID. word of advice. take like five minutes before you say anything and think about what your going to say and how its going to effect anything.
.....
On second thought if we did that then conversations would last for 3 months. so don't take 5 minutes. thats a bit too long.
Ugh. pttttt.
So....kittens are doing well. adorable little smelly creatures from God, oh how I adore them!
But I think I talk about my babies way too much.. lets see....
.................................uh.
I'm really sad in a sense that I'm not known for anything. you know? I'm just average nobody. I played the piano good for a while but then I stopped for a while and I just can't seem to get it back. I've been so lazy lately. I'm not good at sports or amazing at art, being a Christian, or anything. I'm just. me. that gets REALLY annoying. And the INSANELY STUPID stuff that happens in my life that makes it hard to get back up from.
I wish that God would just appear to me in a vision, and it wouldn't be one of those visions that lasts 3 seconds, but like an hour, and he and me could talk and fix everything up. I've been so messed up with God for a while, its SO hard to act all happy and cheerful and GO GOD all the time when really I'm really doubtful and don't want to do anything.
......maybe this is prolly just my period talking. not that i'm on it. PMS? ugh is it wierd that women seem to be in a constant PMS mode? God didn't give guys TMS (Testosterone Malfunction Syndrome) or something. they stay the same. like "Duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." thats all they say. all day. I wish I was like that some times. not have to say anything.
oooh I want to go home and be with my kitties.
Dont you just wish that you could take back something you said that you didn't event think about the repercussions of what you say could be deadly? Ya. thats where I am.
I don't mean to say that stuff, I just SAY IT!! STUPID STUPID. word of advice. take like five minutes before you say anything and think about what your going to say and how its going to effect anything.
.....
On second thought if we did that then conversations would last for 3 months. so don't take 5 minutes. thats a bit too long.
Ugh. pttttt.
So....kittens are doing well. adorable little smelly creatures from God, oh how I adore them!
But I think I talk about my babies way too much.. lets see....
.................................uh.
I'm really sad in a sense that I'm not known for anything. you know? I'm just average nobody. I played the piano good for a while but then I stopped for a while and I just can't seem to get it back. I've been so lazy lately. I'm not good at sports or amazing at art, being a Christian, or anything. I'm just. me. that gets REALLY annoying. And the INSANELY STUPID stuff that happens in my life that makes it hard to get back up from.
I wish that God would just appear to me in a vision, and it wouldn't be one of those visions that lasts 3 seconds, but like an hour, and he and me could talk and fix everything up. I've been so messed up with God for a while, its SO hard to act all happy and cheerful and GO GOD all the time when really I'm really doubtful and don't want to do anything.
......maybe this is prolly just my period talking. not that i'm on it. PMS? ugh is it wierd that women seem to be in a constant PMS mode? God didn't give guys TMS (Testosterone Malfunction Syndrome) or something. they stay the same. like "Duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." thats all they say. all day. I wish I was like that some times. not have to say anything.
oooh I want to go home and be with my kitties.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
WINEY babies...
So i had the pleasure of cleaning up my very first kitten throwup yesterday.... ya it was gross but at first i thought it was diahrreah (I know I spelled that wrong) so I'll take throw up anyday over that..
But, poor Isaiah, he is a pig and ate too much food. He was in the litter box for about half an hour... I felt so sorry for him. But thats what you get after eating almost half a can of food and running in circles for five minutes because his tail was enchanting.
(BTW...I don't over-feed my kittens. He just stole Claussen's portion. Put down the phone and don't call ASPCA. its alright.)
Anyways, there adorable.
so... people in study hall have given me things to blog about since I hit a writers blog (block. haha) right there for a second, so I shall blog about.....PANCAKES!
So...pancakes. I am kinda biased about IHOP because my cop of a step-mom (SHES AWESOME) believes that they treat their chickens with cruelty, sticking like 20 of them in a crate this big. (By this big, I mean tiny. You couldn't see my hand motions........I HEART PARENTHESES!!!!) But I also think that since the chickens are going to die anyway, I don't really care. They don't go to heaven anyway. That would be annoying if they did. just having random chickens pooping all over the streets of gold. God wouldn't approve.
So. off track there. but I overheard someone say they hate pancakes.......unamerican.
Pancakes are the BOMB. especially my mums. Blueberry BABAY!! maybe banana?
"Make you banana pancakes, pretend like its the weekend now. (guitar strumming) We could pretend it all the time...."
Best song ever! Thanks Courtney.
So ya. I'm done. BYE
But, poor Isaiah, he is a pig and ate too much food. He was in the litter box for about half an hour... I felt so sorry for him. But thats what you get after eating almost half a can of food and running in circles for five minutes because his tail was enchanting.
(BTW...I don't over-feed my kittens. He just stole Claussen's portion. Put down the phone and don't call ASPCA. its alright.)
Anyways, there adorable.
so... people in study hall have given me things to blog about since I hit a writers blog (block. haha) right there for a second, so I shall blog about.....PANCAKES!
So...pancakes. I am kinda biased about IHOP because my cop of a step-mom (SHES AWESOME) believes that they treat their chickens with cruelty, sticking like 20 of them in a crate this big. (By this big, I mean tiny. You couldn't see my hand motions........I HEART PARENTHESES!!!!) But I also think that since the chickens are going to die anyway, I don't really care. They don't go to heaven anyway. That would be annoying if they did. just having random chickens pooping all over the streets of gold. God wouldn't approve.
So. off track there. but I overheard someone say they hate pancakes.......unamerican.
Pancakes are the BOMB. especially my mums. Blueberry BABAY!! maybe banana?
"Make you banana pancakes, pretend like its the weekend now. (guitar strumming) We could pretend it all the time...."
Best song ever! Thanks Courtney.
So ya. I'm done. BYE
Monday, March 1, 2010
EVIL CATS and adorable ones
so this weekend we went on the search for kittens. Our first stop.....
Humane society in Bellevue.
See, I was sorta unaware that all the animals in their had lived in bad homes and had issues. All I knew was that there were like 7 rooms stuffed with cats. so sorta like a wonderland. Boy was I wrong
I went into this back room with some cats. they were all quiet and there was this really old cat that was really sweet and purring when I pet her.
But no kittens. So I was ready to leave the room, but the old cat was lying in front of the door. So I gently picked her up to move her. Next thing I know....
CAT ATTACK!!!!
she full on bit my cheek and held on with her claws to my face. she pulled and yanked and OWWWW!!!! So I threw her down ( bipolar feline )not caring anymore and ran out of the room.
THATS CRAZY!! and the thing is is that I don't know if they have all their shots. Like, i have 6 puncture wounds on my cheek and one scratch mark and its really sore, but at the time it was bleeding really bad. I could possibly have rabies. So I called them and left a message about their disturbed cat and asked if they have all their shots. Now I hope it dies before someone adopts it just to find out in the middle of the night their face ripped off. so ya...
But we got some kitty stuff from pets mart and then my friend Tasha (thank you) told us of this place on Canyon where they had kitties. So we went there and behold!! KITTENS!! We saw these two brothers who were half siamese but not ugly at all!! so in the end....
We adopted them. the puffy one's name is Claussen (fave brand of pickles) and the short-haired one named Isaiah (it started out as Tobasco. I like that name better but Jayme insisted). They are SO cute and I'm already in love with them. But Isaiah eats like my dad!! whenever i put food out, Claussen gets a little bit, but Isaiah like eats the whole thing and still wants more. He's gonna end up fat...
So ya. I am satisfied with my babies. I miss them right now. I was even on the radio, telling Fitz in the Morning about my Cat attack. He laughed really hard, along with Tony (Love ya Tony). It was great.
So anyways... ya. Happy!
Humane society in Bellevue.
See, I was sorta unaware that all the animals in their had lived in bad homes and had issues. All I knew was that there were like 7 rooms stuffed with cats. so sorta like a wonderland. Boy was I wrong
I went into this back room with some cats. they were all quiet and there was this really old cat that was really sweet and purring when I pet her.
But no kittens. So I was ready to leave the room, but the old cat was lying in front of the door. So I gently picked her up to move her. Next thing I know....
CAT ATTACK!!!!
she full on bit my cheek and held on with her claws to my face. she pulled and yanked and OWWWW!!!! So I threw her down ( bipolar feline )not caring anymore and ran out of the room.
THATS CRAZY!! and the thing is is that I don't know if they have all their shots. Like, i have 6 puncture wounds on my cheek and one scratch mark and its really sore, but at the time it was bleeding really bad. I could possibly have rabies. So I called them and left a message about their disturbed cat and asked if they have all their shots. Now I hope it dies before someone adopts it just to find out in the middle of the night their face ripped off. so ya...
But we got some kitty stuff from pets mart and then my friend Tasha (thank you) told us of this place on Canyon where they had kitties. So we went there and behold!! KITTENS!! We saw these two brothers who were half siamese but not ugly at all!! so in the end....
We adopted them. the puffy one's name is Claussen (fave brand of pickles) and the short-haired one named Isaiah (it started out as Tobasco. I like that name better but Jayme insisted). They are SO cute and I'm already in love with them. But Isaiah eats like my dad!! whenever i put food out, Claussen gets a little bit, but Isaiah like eats the whole thing and still wants more. He's gonna end up fat...
So ya. I am satisfied with my babies. I miss them right now. I was even on the radio, telling Fitz in the Morning about my Cat attack. He laughed really hard, along with Tony (Love ya Tony). It was great.
So anyways... ya. Happy!
Saturday, February 27, 2010
This is what happens when I dont sign out of my blog on Jaymes computer...
HACKED!!!!! Bahahahaha.
Pictureee time!!!!!!
Friday, February 26, 2010
biased teachers, seasoned kittens, and random breakouts
I'mk pretty sure that I have the most biased economics teacher on the face of the planet. He's completely awesome but he has a big biff on the government...
"Do YOU want the government running your life? We are THIS close to becoming a communist country! I say FREEDOM!!"
Well, I'm exaggerating a bit, but he has really good points. Like the government shouldn't be as into controlling our businesses and HEALTH CARE and taxing up the cazoo to buy just more STUFF, getting us into bigger dept that we owe to China and the Arabian countries that we are fighting!!! When will it end.
.....Man. starting to sound like him.
But he is actually really awesome. He has a microphone in the classroom so that he doesn't have to yell. If I were him, I would be using that to my full advantage.
Like say a student goes into his classroom early, no one else in there and then Mr. Clevenger's voice would boom throuhg the speakers like "THIS IS GOD!! GO TO AFRICA!!!"
And the student like falls on his face and is like "YES LORD!!"
it would be a hoot!
Also, tomorrow is the day that me and my mom go to the pound and look for kittens.
Do you know that apparently there is a kitten season? They are like crops. They fertile themselves in the winter and give birth in the spring and summer.
So, since it being winter right now, not very many places have kittens which makes it harder to find kittens around here! Which is wierd because can't kittens just decide to have sex whenever they want and give birth whenever they want? (Well, they can't really choose the birthing part)
What would happen if people were like that? Getting pregnant in winter and then.....
BOOM!!!!
BABIES!!!
That would be hilarious. It's like "Hey honey, do you want to try to have a baby?" and the other opposite-sex spouse would say " Oh, sweety, its not in season yet."
That poor husband. He has to wait all year until Winter to.....you know... Well, it would be a good Christmas present.
ANYWAYs, did not mean to come out that way. I have this massive thing on my head and I'm like breaking out everywhere!!! IT SUCKS!!
I hate coming to school where everyones face is like suntanned and blemish free and I walk in looking like a mountain range is being formed on my face and I get wierd looks all day. UGH...
Anyways, thats about it. until next time....
"Do YOU want the government running your life? We are THIS close to becoming a communist country! I say FREEDOM!!"
Well, I'm exaggerating a bit, but he has really good points. Like the government shouldn't be as into controlling our businesses and HEALTH CARE and taxing up the cazoo to buy just more STUFF, getting us into bigger dept that we owe to China and the Arabian countries that we are fighting!!! When will it end.
.....Man. starting to sound like him.
But he is actually really awesome. He has a microphone in the classroom so that he doesn't have to yell. If I were him, I would be using that to my full advantage.
Like say a student goes into his classroom early, no one else in there and then Mr. Clevenger's voice would boom throuhg the speakers like "THIS IS GOD!! GO TO AFRICA!!!"
And the student like falls on his face and is like "YES LORD!!"
it would be a hoot!
Also, tomorrow is the day that me and my mom go to the pound and look for kittens.
Do you know that apparently there is a kitten season? They are like crops. They fertile themselves in the winter and give birth in the spring and summer.
So, since it being winter right now, not very many places have kittens which makes it harder to find kittens around here! Which is wierd because can't kittens just decide to have sex whenever they want and give birth whenever they want? (Well, they can't really choose the birthing part)
What would happen if people were like that? Getting pregnant in winter and then.....
BOOM!!!!
BABIES!!!
That would be hilarious. It's like "Hey honey, do you want to try to have a baby?" and the other opposite-sex spouse would say " Oh, sweety, its not in season yet."
That poor husband. He has to wait all year until Winter to.....you know... Well, it would be a good Christmas present.
ANYWAYs, did not mean to come out that way. I have this massive thing on my head and I'm like breaking out everywhere!!! IT SUCKS!!
I hate coming to school where everyones face is like suntanned and blemish free and I walk in looking like a mountain range is being formed on my face and I get wierd looks all day. UGH...
Anyways, thats about it. until next time....
Sunday, February 21, 2010
I'm so happy!!
Soooooooo I'm getting my kitten before my 6 months are up!! Mum is taking me to go adopt one this weekend (or 2)! I'm so excited to have a cat again, the only problem is that since its really small,
I'm afraid that if I leave it alone in the house one day that it would get lost behind the washing machine or something....
And do cats need potty training? I have'nt even thought of that! Like cats never take direction so how do they get potty trained?
Its obviously been a while....
But I am still waiting impatiently until saturday when i get to see them.
Anyways, to keep the house clean still as the cat is there, i also want to be in shape. So i'm going to see if this Thursday and Friday to go work out with Talia, my partner in crime.
I actually really want to stick with this to become a better person and get in awesome shape. But with my bad knee, I can't do any individual sport. So that sort of stinks. But I can work the elypticals (if thats how you spell it). So looking forward to that.
FIT AND FREE!!!
.....
WITH A KITTYYY!!!
Friday, February 19, 2010
So i have decided....
To actually try the drivers test.
I made the decision yesterday when I was looking for jobs at Wild Waves.I was thinking that I really didnt want to ride the icky, germy bus where the possibility of getting kidnapped and raped rises a little.
Well, so does working at Wild Waves. but I really need a job this summer. If I ever want to get a car or something else important like that, job is necessary.
And to get a job, i need to drive there. so, whalla!
Also, me and Talia decided that we have been fat too long (not Talia actually, she's pretty skinny unlike me who is one point away from being obese haha) but anyways we decided that on Thursday's and Fridays after school we would both go to the gym and....
BURN BABY BURN!!
I always had trouble going to the gym because of the lack of inspiration. But Talia is my new inspiration person thingy. WE're going to do it!
Also, the whole cat things going ok. I need to vaccuum when I get home and put clothes away and clean the kitchen and stuff.
AGH!! BACK PAIN!! it hurts! Courtney, can u come and give me a back crack?
I made the decision yesterday when I was looking for jobs at Wild Waves.I was thinking that I really didnt want to ride the icky, germy bus where the possibility of getting kidnapped and raped rises a little.
Well, so does working at Wild Waves. but I really need a job this summer. If I ever want to get a car or something else important like that, job is necessary.
And to get a job, i need to drive there. so, whalla!
Also, me and Talia decided that we have been fat too long (not Talia actually, she's pretty skinny unlike me who is one point away from being obese haha) but anyways we decided that on Thursday's and Fridays after school we would both go to the gym and....
BURN BABY BURN!!
I always had trouble going to the gym because of the lack of inspiration. But Talia is my new inspiration person thingy. WE're going to do it!
Also, the whole cat things going ok. I need to vaccuum when I get home and put clothes away and clean the kitchen and stuff.
AGH!! BACK PAIN!! it hurts! Courtney, can u come and give me a back crack?
Thursday, February 18, 2010
stripping? really?
So i did what savanna blogged about a while ago. I went to the random word generator and ther word was "stripping." How am I supposed to blog about that. Well, I just came back from Las Vegas so I guess I could figure something out. so.....
Well In las Vegas there are a lot of naked pictures everywhere. Which makes it really awkward, me a Christian and all, to be there. Like there's a gentlemen's club with naked women on the billboard!
Are you kidding me?!! No Gentleman would be in there! Its probably some old pervs in there watching that stuff because they aspire to be like the playboy perv someday! or its just a whole bunch of random drunk guys.
Yah, sure, they say "Oh its just a group of civilized young men getting together and hanging out. Oh and there's just a little bit of adult entertainment..." blah, blah, blah!!
Stripping!! BAD
Turtlenecks!! UGLY
Covering up!! GOOD
Well, actually turtlenecks can be fairly pretty on the right person.
Anyways, I'm just saying a guy aint a gentlemen when he finds it entertaining to watch a girl pole dance bring herself to a lower moral...something.
Guys are pigs. sometimes.
They have their good points.
I wouldn't know because I've been single all my life, but I know a little bit from people watching and taking off what they say.
So. Anyways, stripping. random word of the day.
Well In las Vegas there are a lot of naked pictures everywhere. Which makes it really awkward, me a Christian and all, to be there. Like there's a gentlemen's club with naked women on the billboard!
Are you kidding me?!! No Gentleman would be in there! Its probably some old pervs in there watching that stuff because they aspire to be like the playboy perv someday! or its just a whole bunch of random drunk guys.
Yah, sure, they say "Oh its just a group of civilized young men getting together and hanging out. Oh and there's just a little bit of adult entertainment..." blah, blah, blah!!
Stripping!! BAD
Turtlenecks!! UGLY
Covering up!! GOOD
Well, actually turtlenecks can be fairly pretty on the right person.
Anyways, I'm just saying a guy aint a gentlemen when he finds it entertaining to watch a girl pole dance bring herself to a lower moral...something.
Guys are pigs. sometimes.
They have their good points.
I wouldn't know because I've been single all my life, but I know a little bit from people watching and taking off what they say.
So. Anyways, stripping. random word of the day.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Diggin deeper into my thoughts...Don't get lost in there
La de la. Live from study hall again I am going to attempt to write a poem based on how I feel at this moment. Here we go!
The room is still
Quiet as a whisper in the night (tee hee)
I stumble to my seat at the regular table.
I breath in a sigh of relief
as the peace begins to settle
The quiet
The absence of noise.
and I think, "this is good."
As I flip though my assorted books and loose papers,
A niceness comes about.
I realize then and there that
I do not
Have the privelege of doing any
Homework.
I silently cheer as I sit down at the computer
To send out my joy to others.
Now the memories of the week flow through my mind.
Like a racing train,
I remember being angry, upset, hurt, and exhausted.
I remember pouring out my soul to God
I remember all of the useless drama that I caused
and the peace leaves.
But I remember the smiles that I got,
The good things I did,
The amount of them, not in large quantity.
I lay down my head at night asking the same question.
Why am I here?
The question lingers with me everyday.
But I just store it until I have time to think.
Could this be just fixed by thinking thru?
Does this require an intervention?
No idea.
But for now I wait.
On God. On answers.
I wait and pray,
That He will lead the way
That I won't be lead astray (ok, enough rhymes)
Anyway (Darn)
That all there seems to be
For me to do.
Somehow, I will push thru
And the prize on the otherside of the door I choose
Will be greater
stronger
and true.
Yes I wait.
God, I wait for you.
The room is still
Quiet as a whisper in the night (tee hee)
I stumble to my seat at the regular table.
I breath in a sigh of relief
as the peace begins to settle
The quiet
The absence of noise.
and I think, "this is good."
As I flip though my assorted books and loose papers,
A niceness comes about.
I realize then and there that
I do not
Have the privelege of doing any
Homework.
I silently cheer as I sit down at the computer
To send out my joy to others.
Now the memories of the week flow through my mind.
Like a racing train,
I remember being angry, upset, hurt, and exhausted.
I remember pouring out my soul to God
I remember all of the useless drama that I caused
and the peace leaves.
But I remember the smiles that I got,
The good things I did,
The amount of them, not in large quantity.
I lay down my head at night asking the same question.
Why am I here?
The question lingers with me everyday.
But I just store it until I have time to think.
Could this be just fixed by thinking thru?
Does this require an intervention?
No idea.
But for now I wait.
On God. On answers.
I wait and pray,
That He will lead the way
That I won't be lead astray (ok, enough rhymes)
Anyway (Darn)
That all there seems to be
For me to do.
Somehow, I will push thru
And the prize on the otherside of the door I choose
Will be greater
stronger
and true.
Yes I wait.
God, I wait for you.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Where did the music go?
So I just finished typing out my final draft for my paper and I'm exhausted
I have been physically and emotionally exhausted lately.
It's like God has become a closed book to me and just for the past couple months I just wanted to scream my head off. I'm so tired! And ticked! and no I'm not PMS-ing.
Like I'm planning on doing running start and my world around me is just spinning and spinning and spinning and I don't know whether to believe the thoughts in my head or just believe what I have learned all my life. Geeze, adolescence sucks! You have to think about all these things at some point.
But I just wish that God would come to me in a vision some time and that the vision would be long and God would just talk with me and help me figure it all out. I wish I knew what I am going to do in my life. I have no idea whatsoever. I'm probably going to just end up an accountant. But what I have always dreamed of doing is writing songs and stories and playing music. but I'm no good at it!! Which completely ruins the dream
I haven't played my piano for a long time and I haven't written a song in forever. It's like the song just kinda left me and I don't know where it went.
Sorry, I don't mean to be a downer. Just having all this stuff stuffed in me for a while makes me want to let it go and let others know and not be so closed.
So. anyways, God, please hear me. I'm tired and I want you to reveal yourself to me so I don't feel so awkward acting like I'm faking it. Give me my music back and the inspiration to play and write and to just live happy. praying for that long vision though. cause i know you do that. Do that for me, please?
AMEN.
Well, I'm tired (shocker) and I think I'm going to turn in. Good night world.
I have been physically and emotionally exhausted lately.
It's like God has become a closed book to me and just for the past couple months I just wanted to scream my head off. I'm so tired! And ticked! and no I'm not PMS-ing.
Like I'm planning on doing running start and my world around me is just spinning and spinning and spinning and I don't know whether to believe the thoughts in my head or just believe what I have learned all my life. Geeze, adolescence sucks! You have to think about all these things at some point.
But I just wish that God would come to me in a vision some time and that the vision would be long and God would just talk with me and help me figure it all out. I wish I knew what I am going to do in my life. I have no idea whatsoever. I'm probably going to just end up an accountant. But what I have always dreamed of doing is writing songs and stories and playing music. but I'm no good at it!! Which completely ruins the dream
I haven't played my piano for a long time and I haven't written a song in forever. It's like the song just kinda left me and I don't know where it went.
Sorry, I don't mean to be a downer. Just having all this stuff stuffed in me for a while makes me want to let it go and let others know and not be so closed.
So. anyways, God, please hear me. I'm tired and I want you to reveal yourself to me so I don't feel so awkward acting like I'm faking it. Give me my music back and the inspiration to play and write and to just live happy. praying for that long vision though. cause i know you do that. Do that for me, please?
AMEN.
Well, I'm tired (shocker) and I think I'm going to turn in. Good night world.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Research papers and Blind dates
Ugh. dont you hate it when "Hey I have no homework over the three day weekend! Yay!" sets in and then on the last day after chilling and relaxing and having fun with the awesomest cousins ever, you realize "WAIT!! I have the rough draft of my research paper due tomorrow and I haven't started it and I don't know how too! OH WHAT DO I DO!!"
Ya, I hate it when that happens.
It completely disrupts the pure peace in life. Just these huge obligations pop up when you really don't want them to. sigh. well I started it, the bibliography at least.
I can never start writing a paper beginning with the Intro paragraph. I have theses wierd brain farts and you always need the start of the paper to be the first impression of it. You see, reading a research paper is like a blind date and you haven't met the person yet.
You look at the person. Does he/she look even sort of appealing to your kind of taste? Could you even think about "liking" them? Or are they just throwing off that horrible vibe of cockiness or selfishness or that they have'nt showered in days.
Does what they say make sense? Are you interested with the topic? Does the tone of their voice make you want to hear more?
The intro is the most important part of a paper, just like the first impressions of somebody you might possibly "love" in the future. If you screw up the intro, the person is most likely never wanting to see you again, or in this case, read anymore of your paper and give you a bad grade on something you worked really hard on.
This is a sad world where people judge you on the very first impressions, even if its just a side thought. like "That person needs a shower." or "Man, that hobo should get a job and stop asking me for money."
Ya'll dont know their life!! Leave them alone! They probably think your a snobby, stuck up, egotistical maniac for giving them a judging glance. Jesus would give everyone a hug. thats what we should do.
Ya.
So.
Got kinda off topic. Sorry, was on a roll.
Anyways, I should start my paper. Hope no one was offended in this blog
Don't mean to judge.
Ya, I hate it when that happens.
It completely disrupts the pure peace in life. Just these huge obligations pop up when you really don't want them to. sigh. well I started it, the bibliography at least.
I can never start writing a paper beginning with the Intro paragraph. I have theses wierd brain farts and you always need the start of the paper to be the first impression of it. You see, reading a research paper is like a blind date and you haven't met the person yet.
You look at the person. Does he/she look even sort of appealing to your kind of taste? Could you even think about "liking" them? Or are they just throwing off that horrible vibe of cockiness or selfishness or that they have'nt showered in days.
Does what they say make sense? Are you interested with the topic? Does the tone of their voice make you want to hear more?
The intro is the most important part of a paper, just like the first impressions of somebody you might possibly "love" in the future. If you screw up the intro, the person is most likely never wanting to see you again, or in this case, read anymore of your paper and give you a bad grade on something you worked really hard on.
This is a sad world where people judge you on the very first impressions, even if its just a side thought. like "That person needs a shower." or "Man, that hobo should get a job and stop asking me for money."
Ya'll dont know their life!! Leave them alone! They probably think your a snobby, stuck up, egotistical maniac for giving them a judging glance. Jesus would give everyone a hug. thats what we should do.
Ya.
So.
Got kinda off topic. Sorry, was on a roll.
Anyways, I should start my paper. Hope no one was offended in this blog
Don't mean to judge.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thumb wrestle to the death...
I had a burst of revelation....my thumbs are strangley stumpy. I could never beat my friend savanna in a thumb wrestle war because her thumbs are SO INSANELY HUGE!!( snickels, this is a complement)
But today is a new day. I challenged her to a thumb wrestle match during lunch and I dodged left and right and narrowly escaped her appendige of doom! There were too many close calls. And then, I found my point to attack! I lunged for her thumb with my own and smacked it down and quickly counted to ten!
FINALLY!! I was victorious.
Anyways that was fun, so tonight I am going to a birthday party that I still have to buy a present for....procrastination babay!
U know what? I think I actually do better when I procrastinate. I mean I wait and wait and let the pressure build and then I just do it all in one night and I do it well instead of doing it overtime and making it look sloppy. Thats just me though.
Yah.....
.....so.....
Now is study hall, but since no homework, doing this which is actually kind of relaxing. just sort of talking to myself in my head and my fingers.
Yah...its nice.
So, AH! I found something to talk about by just looking out the window at the parking lot.
Our school has started this driving program. I have my permit at the moment and already took a class and took the written test and everything!
But, here is where procrastination comes in, I still need to do the dreaded drive. with the watcher person breathing down your neck and docks off a billion points because you were 13 inches from the curb or something. I have been so scared to fail that I haven't taken the test!
The biggest thing i wory about is parallel parking and backing round a corner! Who really does ever back around a corner?
Anyways, tata for now.
But today is a new day. I challenged her to a thumb wrestle match during lunch and I dodged left and right and narrowly escaped her appendige of doom! There were too many close calls. And then, I found my point to attack! I lunged for her thumb with my own and smacked it down and quickly counted to ten!
FINALLY!! I was victorious.
Anyways that was fun, so tonight I am going to a birthday party that I still have to buy a present for....procrastination babay!
U know what? I think I actually do better when I procrastinate. I mean I wait and wait and let the pressure build and then I just do it all in one night and I do it well instead of doing it overtime and making it look sloppy. Thats just me though.
Yah.....
.....so.....
Now is study hall, but since no homework, doing this which is actually kind of relaxing. just sort of talking to myself in my head and my fingers.
Yah...its nice.
So, AH! I found something to talk about by just looking out the window at the parking lot.
Our school has started this driving program. I have my permit at the moment and already took a class and took the written test and everything!
But, here is where procrastination comes in, I still need to do the dreaded drive. with the watcher person breathing down your neck and docks off a billion points because you were 13 inches from the curb or something. I have been so scared to fail that I haven't taken the test!
The biggest thing i wory about is parallel parking and backing round a corner! Who really does ever back around a corner?
Anyways, tata for now.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Just the beginning
SAVANNA!!! this is your doing! but here I am....on a blog....woo.
Man is this supposed to feel so strange? I feel like I'm just sending random words into this vast unknown and....ya. nothing strangely compelling. thats it. hmm
But yet its cool.
So I am going to start now. so I am in an economics class with Talia, Tasha, and Mr. Clevenger. He's funny and stuff cause he uses a microphone even though his voice is louder than most of the teachers. But his class is good so far. Not that much homework yet, but Maia warned me about the homework load. so. YET TO COME!!
Wow. I just realized that compared to savanna's and katie's blogs, mine is so......formal.
Anyway. I figured out what I could blog about. You see when I was a little girl (little girl meaning 5th grade) I had a cat. he was the most WONDERFUL cat ever and his name was tyler. I had him for a couple years already, and he was fat and loud and adorable. How I like them.
ANYWAY, short story long, we moved cause my sister graduated from our elementary school and we moved from our lovely barf green house to another not so barfy green house. My uncle had this great idea to put Tyler back in the moving van in his crate, in the dark, in the cold. I. was. crushed.
So when we moved in, tyler was so emotionally disturbed that he would constantly hide behind the washing machine and under the couch. i think he became a partial schizophrenic. and one day while i was at school my mom was working on the yard and left the door open to see if Tyler would arise from the washing machine tomb of darkness. she watched him come to the door and thats when things went horribly wrong.
He ran out the door and behind my house.
And my mom just sat there.
And we *sniff* never saw him again. frowny face.
So my mom promised crushed little ol me that because of her lack of doing ANYTHING to get him, that she would get me a new cat to fill my lonely void.
Well 5 years later and still no cat, i asked my mom last month about it (you see, a cat owner never forgets) and she said that if I kept the house clean for 6 months, I would get a cat.
So I'm already one month down and i just cleaned the bathroom and about to load the dishwasher. things going strong!! Claussen, here I come!!
Btw, Claussen is what I'm going to name him. its my favorite brand of pickles.
Well now! I feel like the mountain on my back has finally lifted from venting all these unopened emotions. i guess i can get used to it.
So, farewell. I'm off to clean!
Man is this supposed to feel so strange? I feel like I'm just sending random words into this vast unknown and....ya. nothing strangely compelling. thats it. hmm
But yet its cool.
So I am going to start now. so I am in an economics class with Talia, Tasha, and Mr. Clevenger. He's funny and stuff cause he uses a microphone even though his voice is louder than most of the teachers. But his class is good so far. Not that much homework yet, but Maia warned me about the homework load. so. YET TO COME!!
Wow. I just realized that compared to savanna's and katie's blogs, mine is so......formal.
Anyway. I figured out what I could blog about. You see when I was a little girl (little girl meaning 5th grade) I had a cat. he was the most WONDERFUL cat ever and his name was tyler. I had him for a couple years already, and he was fat and loud and adorable. How I like them.
ANYWAY, short story long, we moved cause my sister graduated from our elementary school and we moved from our lovely barf green house to another not so barfy green house. My uncle had this great idea to put Tyler back in the moving van in his crate, in the dark, in the cold. I. was. crushed.
So when we moved in, tyler was so emotionally disturbed that he would constantly hide behind the washing machine and under the couch. i think he became a partial schizophrenic. and one day while i was at school my mom was working on the yard and left the door open to see if Tyler would arise from the washing machine tomb of darkness. she watched him come to the door and thats when things went horribly wrong.
He ran out the door and behind my house.
And my mom just sat there.
And we *sniff* never saw him again. frowny face.
So my mom promised crushed little ol me that because of her lack of doing ANYTHING to get him, that she would get me a new cat to fill my lonely void.
Well 5 years later and still no cat, i asked my mom last month about it (you see, a cat owner never forgets) and she said that if I kept the house clean for 6 months, I would get a cat.
So I'm already one month down and i just cleaned the bathroom and about to load the dishwasher. things going strong!! Claussen, here I come!!
Btw, Claussen is what I'm going to name him. its my favorite brand of pickles.
Well now! I feel like the mountain on my back has finally lifted from venting all these unopened emotions. i guess i can get used to it.
So, farewell. I'm off to clean!
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