I am sitting on the floor of my room with a shower cap on and a concoction of prescription shampoos fermenting on my head. Don't worry, it's just a scalp infection. Scalp infection?! Apparently i'm alergic to comercially sold hairspray-paint. Figures. WHY AM I CURSED?! I finally got up the courage to come blog; before i wasnt showing my face out of my room, but my laptop was downstairs. So, I darted. Only Cailin saw me, and I supose when someone's seen you at your worst, you don't have to put up such a mask with them. AHH the shampoo dripped on my shoulder! ColdColdCold.
I wonder if my scalp's done marinating. Where's my mom? It's been half an hour since i put on this five-ten minute hair doom. Goodbye, blog. I'm taking a shower.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Halloween!
i love halloween..... its officially my favorite holiday, plus christmas.
i took these beauties today after i got home from abbies fabu sleepover. me and katers stayed up until 3:30 watching Scream Queens. 'Twas amazing.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tag: Ice-Cream Freeze
Rules: put your iPod on shuffle (or iTunes, or your blog playlist, or whatever) and write down the song titles and artist as they come up to answer the questions!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "THIS IS OKAY" YOU SAY: If I Could
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? My Paper Heart
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? I'll Be OK
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? Party in the USA
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? Nutcracker, Ballet Op. 71
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Fingerprints
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? The Fourth Kind (??)
WHAT IS 2+2? Is This Love (Horn Mix)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? All You Wanted
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF A PERSON YOU LIKE? I'm Only Me When I'm With You
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? In Too Deep (truetrue)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? Hold On
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE A PERSON YOU LIKE? String Quartet
WHAT DO YOUR MOM AND DAD THINK OF YOU? all Around Me
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? The Thief (nice)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Don't Let Me Get Me
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTERESTS? Heels Over Head
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? The Great Escape
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? Please, Please
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? Home
HOW WILL YOU DIE? Gain
WHAT'S THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Hot N Cold
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? Over You
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? Scandal Walk
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? Bottom of the Ocean
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? Buffalo Soldier
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? Fall Back Into my Life
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, Pocketful of Sunshine (rhymes!)
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Vegas (haha)
WHAT DO YOU MOST OFTEN EXCLAIM? Damned if I Do Ya (Damned if i Don't) [hahahahahahahahaha]
WHERE IS PARADISE? Chemicals React
WHAT DID YOU FIRST SAY AS A BABY? All I Ask of You
IF YOU HAD A PET, WHAT WOULD YOU NAME IT? Bottle It Up (nope! i would name my dog Defiance)
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SIGHT TO SEE? Gravity (yea yea)
WHAT MAKES YOU GAG? This is Me
WHAT ARE YOU BEST AT? Hey There Delilah
IF YOU WROTE A BOOK, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED? Girlfriend
WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR LAST? Maybe I'm Sorry
WHAT WOULD YOUR SUPERHERO NAME BE? Begin the Beguine (?)
HOW SOON WILL THIS BE OVER? About a Girl
WHERE ARE YOU SITTING? Secret Valentine
WHAT DO YOU MOST HATE? Fallin' For You
WHAT DO YOU MOST LOVE? Another Heart Calls
WHAT IS YOUR SECRET NAME? Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Ice Cream Freeze
i tag everyone!
IF SOMEONE SAYS "THIS IS OKAY" YOU SAY: If I Could
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? My Paper Heart
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL? I'll Be OK
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? Party in the USA
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO? Nutcracker, Ballet Op. 71
WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Fingerprints
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? The Fourth Kind (??)
WHAT IS 2+2? Is This Love (Horn Mix)
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? All You Wanted
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF A PERSON YOU LIKE? I'm Only Me When I'm With You
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? In Too Deep (truetrue)
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? Hold On
WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE A PERSON YOU LIKE? String Quartet
WHAT DO YOUR MOM AND DAD THINK OF YOU? all Around Me
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? The Thief (nice)
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Don't Let Me Get Me
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTERESTS? Heels Over Head
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? The Great Escape
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? Please, Please
WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? Home
HOW WILL YOU DIE? Gain
WHAT'S THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Hot N Cold
WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? Over You
WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? Scandal Walk
WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? Bottom of the Ocean
WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? Buffalo Soldier
DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? Fall Back Into my Life
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, Pocketful of Sunshine (rhymes!)
WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Vegas (haha)
WHAT DO YOU MOST OFTEN EXCLAIM? Damned if I Do Ya (Damned if i Don't) [hahahahahahahahaha]
WHERE IS PARADISE? Chemicals React
WHAT DID YOU FIRST SAY AS A BABY? All I Ask of You
IF YOU HAD A PET, WHAT WOULD YOU NAME IT? Bottle It Up (nope! i would name my dog Defiance)
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SIGHT TO SEE? Gravity (yea yea)
WHAT MAKES YOU GAG? This is Me
WHAT ARE YOU BEST AT? Hey There Delilah
IF YOU WROTE A BOOK, WHAT WOULD IT BE CALLED? Girlfriend
WHAT DID YOU WISH FOR LAST? Maybe I'm Sorry
WHAT WOULD YOUR SUPERHERO NAME BE? Begin the Beguine (?)
HOW SOON WILL THIS BE OVER? About a Girl
WHERE ARE YOU SITTING? Secret Valentine
WHAT DO YOU MOST HATE? Fallin' For You
WHAT DO YOU MOST LOVE? Another Heart Calls
WHAT IS YOUR SECRET NAME? Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World
WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Ice Cream Freeze
i tag everyone!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Poem for Treble Clef's contest
i wrote this poem when i was 11 and entered it in the Cornet Crazie's Treble Clef poem contest. hope you like it!
I’LL FIND A NEW LOVE
As I gaze
Upon the fish,
I remember
My only wish.
As they swim
To and fro,
I think about
Your radiant glow.
The way you laughed
At all my jokes;
Fighting back tears,
I try not to choke.
This aquarium
Holds so many memories;
From the sharks
To the sea anemones.
My open hand
Against the cool glass case,
Longing for
your warm embrace.
And as I sit here,
All alone,
I think about how
You didn’t answer your phone.
Now I realize
I should make a choice:
To wait so long
To hear your voice,
Or to go and find
A different path;
Find a new love.
You do the math.
I’LL FIND A NEW LOVE
As I gaze
Upon the fish,
I remember
My only wish.
As they swim
To and fro,
I think about
Your radiant glow.
The way you laughed
At all my jokes;
Fighting back tears,
I try not to choke.
This aquarium
Holds so many memories;
From the sharks
To the sea anemones.
My open hand
Against the cool glass case,
Longing for
your warm embrace.
And as I sit here,
All alone,
I think about how
You didn’t answer your phone.
Now I realize
I should make a choice:
To wait so long
To hear your voice,
Or to go and find
A different path;
Find a new love.
You do the math.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Visiters and a Story
today at school we had a Mass in the gym, and the man who did the homily was a pastor visiting Ohio from Warsaw, Poland. he told us all about his son, and how mcdonalds, burger king, and kfc were 'trash food'. oh, how i love mistranslations. he was really cool though, and in religion class we are making posters based on his main message: be true to yourself', themed around the quote that God doesnt make junk. mine will me beast, trust me.
The girl whizzed down the cemented hill without a care in the world, with the promise of serenity at the bottom. She was almost there, so close, and Smack. She could taste the salty, gravelly blood in her mouth, feel the gritty, stinging gash on her chin. Her hair was matted with blood and pebbles. Then she turned her head slighty, and saw it, her arm, bent and curving like a country lane. Everything felt numb. Her vision fogged, and she started to cry out. But no one heard her. They were busy enjoying the serene peacefulness of the day. She cried until they found her, lying face-down in a pool of thick red liquid. She wimpered until she heard the sirens. After they lifted her into the brilliant red ambulance, she could feel the immense pain. It was pulsing through her like an unwelcomed demon inside her. She wanted to be free, free of the pain, free of the demented arm. But she knew she wouldn't be. She just layed and waited for someone to ask her if she was alright.
^^ THat actually happened to me and it was one of the scariest moments of my life.
my sister just fed my 9-pound chihuahua a whole swedish fish. shes going to town
The girl whizzed down the cemented hill without a care in the world, with the promise of serenity at the bottom. She was almost there, so close, and Smack. She could taste the salty, gravelly blood in her mouth, feel the gritty, stinging gash on her chin. Her hair was matted with blood and pebbles. Then she turned her head slighty, and saw it, her arm, bent and curving like a country lane. Everything felt numb. Her vision fogged, and she started to cry out. But no one heard her. They were busy enjoying the serene peacefulness of the day. She cried until they found her, lying face-down in a pool of thick red liquid. She wimpered until she heard the sirens. After they lifted her into the brilliant red ambulance, she could feel the immense pain. It was pulsing through her like an unwelcomed demon inside her. She wanted to be free, free of the pain, free of the demented arm. But she knew she wouldn't be. She just layed and waited for someone to ask her if she was alright.
^^ THat actually happened to me and it was one of the scariest moments of my life.
my sister just fed my 9-pound chihuahua a whole swedish fish. shes going to town
Friday, October 23, 2009
Outlet to my Soul
These are the times I like: getting sick from chocolate ice cream, watching old movies, laughing and dancing in an ice cream parade. Throwing imaginary confetti in the air. Humming raggae tunes and telling stories. It reminds me of our house back in M-town. Oh, I miss it so.
Author of the Week
I think i might start doing authors of the week. it may not stick, but i'll give it a try.
the week of: 10/19/09
Cristina Garcia
This Cuban-born novelist and journalist was born on July 4, 1958. Of her few books, such as Dreaming in Cuban, the Augero Sisters, Monkey Hunting, and A Handbook to Luck, I Wanna Be You Shoebox is my favorite.
Cristina Garcia was born in Havanna to a Cuban mother and a Guatemalan father. In 1961, her family was one of the first to flee Cuba when Fidel Castro came to power. She moved to New York and grew up in Queens, Brooklyn Heights, and Manhattan. She bounced between college and journalism, and in 1990 she ended her job at Time Magazine to write novels full-time. Her first novel, Dreaming in Cuban, was published in 1992. Garcia currently lives in Los Angeles with her daughter Pilar.
Sometimes it tears me up to look out the window... Even out here in the great American suburbs. It's the little things that get to me. Those wildflowers there coming up in your grandmother's rock garden, beating the odds to warm themselves in the sun. Or the birds fighting to get past the netting on her pear trees. Or the sky looking so big and bruised, you think it'll never heal. Sometimes i gotta turn away from so much life because I'll miss it too much.
--I Wanna Be Your Shoebox--
any suggestions for next week's writer?
the week of: 10/19/09
Cristina Garcia
This Cuban-born novelist and journalist was born on July 4, 1958. Of her few books, such as Dreaming in Cuban, the Augero Sisters, Monkey Hunting, and A Handbook to Luck, I Wanna Be You Shoebox is my favorite.
Cristina Garcia was born in Havanna to a Cuban mother and a Guatemalan father. In 1961, her family was one of the first to flee Cuba when Fidel Castro came to power. She moved to New York and grew up in Queens, Brooklyn Heights, and Manhattan. She bounced between college and journalism, and in 1990 she ended her job at Time Magazine to write novels full-time. Her first novel, Dreaming in Cuban, was published in 1992. Garcia currently lives in Los Angeles with her daughter Pilar.
Sometimes it tears me up to look out the window... Even out here in the great American suburbs. It's the little things that get to me. Those wildflowers there coming up in your grandmother's rock garden, beating the odds to warm themselves in the sun. Or the birds fighting to get past the netting on her pear trees. Or the sky looking so big and bruised, you think it'll never heal. Sometimes i gotta turn away from so much life because I'll miss it too much.
--I Wanna Be Your Shoebox--
any suggestions for next week's writer?
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
the daily grind of middle school life
so todays lunch buzz was our lame-o math test that made NO sense whatsoever. mr. C is a terrible horrible iky explainerman. he didnt teach us half the stuff on the quiz, and then refused to answer our questions. WACKK.
in other news: at recess katie and i mapped out our whole leprechaun community that we are going to build once we get a petition from the M-town Council to tear down the fence by the blacktop. we cant even pick clovers): oh wellz. the clover lovers society will live on! (theyre my favorite weed=)
when i told abbie she could join if she went through the intense screening, katie oked it. then after abbie did a dance, i said "Pas-!" and katie yelled "FAILED!" and then her and gracie tormented abbie all through band class. me and meghan were discussing it at science. they dont even give abbie a chance! shes so nice and funny, but they just put her down all the time.
hmm. i recently found out my dads car got broken into 2 days ago!! and my friend down the street said her car was broken into also. they only took loose change, though, even though my dad had a $50 magellan gps in his car, and my friend had a $50 bag of dog found in her trunk. they arent smart robbers.
so.... how was your day? :D
in other news: at recess katie and i mapped out our whole leprechaun community that we are going to build once we get a petition from the M-town Council to tear down the fence by the blacktop. we cant even pick clovers): oh wellz. the clover lovers society will live on! (theyre my favorite weed=)
when i told abbie she could join if she went through the intense screening, katie oked it. then after abbie did a dance, i said "Pas-!" and katie yelled "FAILED!" and then her and gracie tormented abbie all through band class. me and meghan were discussing it at science. they dont even give abbie a chance! shes so nice and funny, but they just put her down all the time.
hmm. i recently found out my dads car got broken into 2 days ago!! and my friend down the street said her car was broken into also. they only took loose change, though, even though my dad had a $50 magellan gps in his car, and my friend had a $50 bag of dog found in her trunk. they arent smart robbers.
so.... how was your day? :D
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