Shoe Shopping is Therapy

So for Valentine's Day, I had recieved a bag of dark chocolate Doves. I love those things and I ALWAYS read the sayings.

And on one particular one, it said the writer was Satcie from Henderson, KY. So, I continued on to read it and it said.

Shoe shopping is therapy.

And I totally believe in that, but not in an obsessed way, just a fun kind of way. So now the wrapper is on the fridge at home and I read it everyday. The saying has proven to be true. The other day, I was feeling really down, so I kind of just wondered around town till it was time I was supposed to be somewhere, and I found myself at the mall with bbags in my hand full of shoes and dresses. Instantly I felt better. Now dont take me for a perky girl obsessed with shopping, but for someone who uses it to make herself feel better

IB Testing

Sooo...we had IB testing today and we have it again tomorrow. I decided to take a new approach to it this test. I knew I had to study, so when we took the practice tests, I studied my little heart out. And I did really well. Then over the past few days I have been looking over those questions and what I did wrong.

These tests are over everything we have learned in the past few years. Now, I know when I try to study really hard before a test I get really stressed out. So this morning I told myself, "I know this, nothing I cram into my head in the next few hours will really matter, I can't learn anything by cramming." So I just tried to relax all morning.

Then at lunch, I told myself "I can't learn anything new in 30 mins when I have been studing two years." So I just tried to relax and eay lunch.

Whn I got to the test, I was really relaxed and it turns out I knew pretty much everyhing (except for ike 1 or 2 big problems that I couldnt figure out the main part) but it wasnt that bad. Now I know I cant do this for every test bc I have been studing this for a while. But now I know for future IB tests how to go about keeping my stress level down.

Been Thinking...

I have been thinking lately...what to do?
What to do with my prom dress? As I was hanging it up after prom, I was thinking about where it could possibly fit in my closet. Then, I thought about everyone else, what do they do with theirs. Because I plan on getting a new one next year, and I don't think Ill need to wear this one again...so what to do?

Do I sell it? But it's way to cute to just wear and sell...
But I dont see myself wearing it anywaer...
What do other people do...I believ Ill just keep it for no, with all my dance costumes in the back of my closet...but Ill have to do something with eventually...maybe Ill just let mom decide.

Corsage

So this year for prom, instead of going out and buying one, my mom decided we are going to make it. It wasn't too bad, it was actually kind of fun, and it turned out amazing.

There are feathers and beads and fake flowers. And the most amazing part, I got the drosage and the buteneer and and a necklace for half the price of just a corsage. And this one will keep forever, it wont die after a week. So I am so excited about wearing it. It has an elastic band to around the wrist, but also teal and gold ribbons are attached to tie around my wrist.

I actually think it's better than anything I could have gone out and bought at a florist.

YARD SALE!!!!!

Every year we have a yard sale, but this year it is coming a little late.

I love having one because I feel like it's a good way to make money and get rid of junk...

Well in the past I always sold a lot but also kept a lot at home because I figured "one day" I'll use it. So I got to thinking this year and I thought about how college is just right around the corner.

So I went through things and took out everything I don't use, don't like, or won't use between now and college, or won't need in college.

And that quickly added up and this is this first year I am actually excited about working at the yard sale!

Bar B Q Fest.

I CANT WAIT!!!

I love the Bar B Q Fest. I always work the Thurday and Friday after school and then Saturday I hit the streets. I go out with my family and we sample every type of food we can.

And favorites are:

Banana Boats (minus the peanut butter)

Lemonade Shake Ups

Old Hickory Pulled Pork Sandwiches

Moonlight Burgoo


I get this all over an extended dinner. For lunch, I am usually working the parking lot again, so I send my dad for funnel cakes and lemonade shake ups...I just cant wait for all the good food and warm weather to come!!!!

Left Alone

So, at dance, seniors get seniority on everything, even when it comes to the lead parts. They even get to have a solo thier senior year and they pick the song and create the dance. Well, they have always had like 4 or 5 seniors each year...well, there are only two juniors this year, which means only two seniors next year. So I thought that would be ok, that even makes things better, because we can have more room in the program and longer dances. This seemed perfect to me. I would be a senior and there wouldn't be too many others, and there wouldn't be just me...

I was wrong.

Last week, the other senior rolled her ankle over and is now on crutches for 6 weeks. she plans on coming back to dance, but that is a big game of chance. Everyone I know who has messed up an ankle NEVER returns. So this leaves me all alone, and I don't know wether to be grateful or scared. Grateful for the attentio? Or scared because of all the pressure?

Going Good...

I started my job last night, and it was pretty fun. I have to say I really enjoyed it. My boss texts me my schedule each week, and just the fact he texts is pretty amazing. And all I do is work concessions at Fisher Park. And that is a pretty easy job if you ask me.

Also, my boss told me I could eat whatever I want and whenever I want. Like last night I ate a frozen kit kat, some popcorn and drank a couple cokes (fountain cokes, not bottles) and this was a pretty small amount. All the other workers ate like 3 pizza slices a piece and ate tones of nacho chees with beef jerky and popcorn.

So, all in all, I think I am going to like this job...

JOB!!!

The job hunting is over...I finally got a job. The guy has been trying to call me all week to tell me but he calls during school and doesnt pick up when I call back, but that's finally over!

We got a hold of each other yesterdat and tomorrow I am going in to sign the papers and be put on payroll!!!! I cant wait.

I will be working at Ficsher Park, so I will be out in the sun...a dream job. I will be working conccessions and sweeping which is no where near hard, and now I am so excited to start working.

Making Time For...

If I could take out time to do something, or better yet, make time for something, it would be relaxing.
Not sleeping, but maybe some daydreaming. Watching Tv, laying in the sun, not laying out, but just feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin,maybe while I read a book or sketch.

That's all I really want, to relax. When I say that, many people think of sleeping or laying on the couch to watch TV. but I don't mean that kind of realxing. Just a day (maybe even a whole week) of just doing very little, and what I do accomplish, do it with a open (and somewhat sluggish mind), It would be amazing to have a hot tub and lounge in it, drink strawberry smoothies and eat choc covered strawberry brownies all day. Then maybe have a bon fire with chili one night....and, yes, that is mixing hot and cold...

As I say, it's never too hot for chili or too cold for ice cream!!!!

My First Time Driving...

My very first time was terrifing. My mom took me to an empty church paring lot to get used to the turn signals and everything...that wasn't so bad, until she told me to turn out of the parking lot and into a small subdivision. That was crazy. I was pretty much ok until a car came up behind me, and then I started to freak out a bit, but I went inti panic mode when a garbage truck got behind me.

But I think having my mom take me to the parking lot really helped.

Then my mom drove home, wbut since we live sooooo far out in the country, she stopped at the end of the road. She got out and told told me to do the same and we switched places. I got to drive the rest of the way home. The speed limit on our road is 35, but everyone goes 50, even the police officers who live in the area do, and they don't seem to mind. Well, today I go 50, but usually 45 just to look at the landscape. But that very first day I drove, I went MAYBE 10mph. Cars and trucks were lined up behind me honking and many went around me. And that made me panic even more. Because the two things I can't stand are people proving me wrong, and people mad at me. But I slowly prgressed (over time) and got more comfortable with the road.

High School Musicale K-12

For Owensboro Dance Theater, we are perfoming High School Musicale tomorrow and Sat.

And right now I am so excited about it, but also drained with all the practices we have had lately.

And because of everyone being so tires, today beofre practice, I have to stop at the Creme Coffe House and pick up 11 smoothies. Now, as to how I am going to carry those, I honestly don't know.

But then tomorrow, we have a cast party. And everyone has to dress up as Sharpay, and I have the perfect outfit for it. But I think I may get a headache after a while of looking at 40 girls in skirts and sequins.

But, as I said, I am so excited for the performance, I am in three scenes, and I have to tumble in one of them.

WICKED

My friend called me Saturday night around 10 pm. I had just gotton out of Winter Jam and made it back to the truck when I look at my phone and see 6 missed calls, the all of a sudden, I get a text message...CALL ME!!!!!! NOW!!!

I thought something had happened so I called and when she picked up, all I heard was "Do you want to go see Wicked with me?" So I said yes, then I can hear this big commotion in the background along the lines of this:

Izzy: She wants to go, push yes.

Her Mom: I missed the time limit for row D

Izzy: Push it AGAIN...hurry.

Her Mom:I GOT ROW K...

Izzy:Is row K ok, Hannnah?

Me: Uh...Uh... sure...what just happened???

Izzy: Tell you later..bye.

The next morning I was still in a daze about that conversation.

But turns out she printed all the info off for me and brought it to practice on Sun and now I'm going to see Wicked for free and I get to go back stage to meet all the cast.

I can not wait till May.

SUMMER

It is getting really warm outside, but this school is being very dumb. They arent turning off the heat for another three weeks. SO now I have to wear stuff for a cool outside but a hot inside. How aweful is that.

Now I need to go shopping...hint hint MOM...

I have plenty of winter and spring clothes. but I need more summer tops and a variation of bottoms...hint hint AGAIN...


But other than that, I am loving the new weather...the nice little rains here and there are amazing too, but once the first thunderstorm come, I'm not going to like it as much.

Winter Jam

Winter Jam is this weekend in Lexington and I am so excited. There are going to be about 15 Christian bands...big name ones... it is amazing.

My friend was going to go with me but she had to cancell at the last minute. So naw my mom's friend is going, but it's still going to be a bucket load of fun.

We are leaving around lunch and getting back at midnight, all I have to say is THANK GOODNESS I'M NOT DRIVING... and I send many thanks to the founder of Starbucks.

Fashion Statement

Everyone has their own personal fashion statement.

For some it is always wearing skinny jeans or tshirts or a certain peice or type of clothiong. Everyone's is different, making each of us unique.

But latley, there has been a trend in what what people wear. And it goes along the lines of this:
skinny jeans
slouchy shirts, but not loose
sperrys or flats
jeweled or flashy headband
clips with bow or jewels
skinny strapped cross-bosy purses
straight hair
cardigans

That is the main jist of what people are wearing, and if you look in my closet, that's what you mainly see...unless you go to the back and find millions of tshirts and costumes for dance recitals past...

Too Tall !!!!

Lately it seems that all my clothes have been too short. Either they are getting dried too many times, or I have just grown too much...

I'm thinking a little bit of both, but many think to differ.

Many of my jeans have turned into high waters and lots of my long sleev shirts are now 3/4 length sleever. I have really had to change my style. Like roll up these high waters to make kapris or wear boots to cover up my ankle. The I pull up my sleeves to make it look like I am just a little hot and need to cool off. You have to do that a lot.

I have learned that in order to keep from having to buy lots of new expensive clothes, I have to learn to improvise.

Being Bored!

What is bored? Without using yawning, stares, or sighed?

Having nothing to do...especially if you have ADHD!!!

Wanting to do something, but having nothing.

HOMEWORK

Many say reading, but I think it's interesting...

Looking off into space (not staring).

Daydreaming! Which sometimes can end up in thinking up something to do in order to keep from being bored.

Bored is everything not fun, unless you know how put a twist on common things.

What Makes Me Laugh

Everyone has someone or something that makes them laugh, well mine isn't either one of those, it's a "time." White Day lunch. We always have the funniest conversations and get so off topic. We usually laugh until we reach the classroom again. I can't say any of the stories we talk about because most are too personal or embarassing.

Most days we laugh so hard everyone around us looks at us weird or stares at us because we are so loud.

But many of the people that have that lunch with us will know what the picture is about.

aka EXCUSES

What are the best reasons for doing nothing?

I felt sick so I slept all day to try and recooperate.
My head hurt so I didnt want to get up in case it got worse

What are the best reasons for not doing something?

I felt sick
I was tired
I had to do chores
My friend needed my help
My mom asked me to help her
I have had these plans since last year and I couldn't miss it
I fell asleep
I got too captured in the show was watching
I add a really big assignment to do...(that only took 10 min in the end)


I come up with so many excuses to things...though, usually not until after I have needed them...

Long Question With A REALLY Short Answer

Try to follow this question.

What did Little Mary Ann say on that cold, rainy day, a few weeks ago, about working for her while you went to vacation in Florida with your family for Spring Break?


Not gonna happen...

How To Say NO

How to say no without using no?
That is kind of difficult...

Not in my life.
I believe not.
Sure...(with sarcasim)
Nope.
Not gonna happen.

But the weird thing is, I can think of so many right now. But when I need to tell someone NO in a poliet way, I can't ever think of a way to say it.

W is For WINTER

Wells no longer work, because of all the water is frozen. Water is frozen everywhere, especially in the lakes. Watermelons are out of season, poor Walter the Watermelon. Wonder who will catch the joke in the previos sentence. Work is all we can do to keep warm or to make money to pay to keep warm. Workers are bundled up as they head off to work. Warmers, or heater, are costing too much and a new one is breaking down each day. Wally-World, aka, Walmart, is the "happening place," you go there for everything at a low, low rate. Wish I could have gone somewhere else rather than try to watse time there yesterday. Would have gone to church then, but it didn't start for another hour. Who is going to actually read this pitiful story, when it doesn'y make any since.

Whether you do or not, have a nice day, anyways!!!

My Plee For Snow

I don't want a lot of snow because I don't want to have to go to school in JUne. But I do one one day of snow in order to miss school. I really need to get my blue days and white days back on track. I am supposed to help tour the 8th graders around during second block in about a week. And if it is a blue day I know my teacher won't mind and will let me go. On the other hand, if it's a white day, there is NO POSSIBLE WAY that teacher would let me out. She would give us a surprise test just to keep us in there. She hates it when students miss or have to leave in the middle of class. So this is my plee for just one more day of snow and only one more day...

Dog's Advice About Life

If I was every to ask a dog for advice about life, well first of all, it means I must be pretty desperate. Well, anyways, I do believe that it wouldn't help me much and it would some pretty weird advice.
Most likely it would be something along the lines of:

Always remember where you bury your bone.

Never do something like steal your master's keys, because anytime after that he loses them, you will be the first place he looks.

Do your business outside, and if you're home alone, do it somewhere where you won't have to smell it for the next few hours.

While sleeping under a blanket, keep a leg or your tail out to ensure you don't get sat on.

Don't lick a human's mouth, they HATE it.

The list of advice could go on forever, but these would be the top picks if you were to ask MY dog, I don't know any other dogs you could ask.

Dog's Advice About Life

If I was every to ask a dog for advice about life, well first of all, it means I must be pretty desperate. Well, anyways, I do believe that it wouldn't help me much and it would some pretty weird advice.
Most likely it would be something along the lines of:

Always remember where you bury your bone.

Never do something like steal your master's keys, because anytime after that he loses them, you will be the first place he looks.

Do your business outside, and if you're home alone, do it somewhere where you won't have to smell it for the next few hours.

While sleeping under a blanket, keep a leg or your tail out to ensure you don't get sat on.

Don't lick a human's mouth, they HATE it.

The list of advice could go on forever, but these would be the top picks if you were to ask MY dog, I don't know any other dogs you could ask.

Trademarks

As I look at my friends, I notice each one has a trademark. Some always say a certain phrase, do something in particular, or dress a certain way. Everyone has them. I won't name any because I know who all will be reading this. But, it is interesting to look at someone and see what theri trademark is. Some are really weird and some are so common you almost don't notice them. I know people see a lot of them in me. I know of one person in particular with about 5 or so trademarks, but I only notice them because I am around them all day and every day.


It's interesting to see what different things people do.

Ugly Words

Those words you hate to say. They twist your tongue and tease your brain. They make you tingle and squirm when you say them.

We all have them and everyone's is different. And some people have the opposite, words they love to say that are pointless.

A few I can think of are:
froth
mucus
damp
gucamole
guatamala
rural

and the list could go on forever.

And when you try to say them, you just can't

Skiing

I went skiing the other day, and I was pertrified, I had never been before. To make it worse, as soon as we got there, there were two snowmoblies with stretchers on the back and one had a person wrapped up in a neck brace and leg splint. That really freaked me out.

I started out by spending 30 minutes at the bunny slope and lesson area, which wasn't too bad. But then my friends wanted me to go on the first level of slopes, green circle. To slow down you have to wedge your feet like you are in the splits and I went down the whole way like that, but soon enough I got pretty good. And there were about 3 differetn slopes in that level, and I went down every one of them. Then came the hard part, the ski lift, there is no belt or bar, and I hate heights, so my hands were glued to the armrest and my poles.

After lunch, my friends decided to go to the next level, blue sqaure, so I went through the whole process looking like a chicken trying to fly the whole way down. After a few times I got to be pretty good. The leader of the group said he has no one go down that slope as a beginner before. So I doing pretty well.

Then after and extremly overpriced lunch, we went back down all the slopes. And just as I was about to head in to change, Dakota Coomes wanted to go down the hardest slope, black diamond. I was pretty much screaming in his face no. But he wouldn't give me a choice, we were going down. So I told myself I just had to make it down ONCE. SO I decided to down looking like a chicken trying to fly, and it worked. I didn't even fall.

I do have to admit, I feel good about going down the black diamond slope.

Stress to the Extreme

One of my friends today had to go to an allergy specialist because different parts of her body would swell up and they had no ide. They decided to make everything she uses from soap to detergent to makeup all one type. But they told her it was probably just stress. And she had to learn how to use and epi pen and what it's for. In the end they told her when she stresses she may break out into hives.

She came to school and teachers where giving her a hard time about not getting the homework finished and she didnt want to have to relay personal information like this over to them. So she continued on with her day. Our groups of friends were talking about this and I have come to the conclusion, and I told her this, "So pretty much if you get stressed out, all you have to do is stab yourself in the leg?" And that pretty much all there was to it

I am glad I am not "allergic to stress" but still, that is pretty aweful;. I usually want to hit things and throw things when I get stressed but that is taking it to the extreme. ha ha ha

I HATE HATE HATE!!

When I was younger I wasn't ever aloud to say this word. Not even to say I hated some idea. But I remember one day that I was "yelled at" for saying. I wasn't really yelled at, but I got in trouble. This is the only time I rememebr being called out on using the word.

I was really young, like 4 or so, and me and my parents had gotten into a small arguement. Just one of those things you do then move on like nothing had happened. But something in my small brain told me not to stop thinking about it. I dont remember what it was about, but it was probably nothing. I sat and was just thinking about it over and over again, until my imagination had manipulated it into somthing horribe. By that time I was done for. I was going to write them a strongly worded letter. That was my type of pay back then since I knew I didnt want to get into more troube. But, of couse, I couldnt read or write well yet, being only 4. So I had most of it done, when I took it to the top of the family room steps and propped the paper againt the doorway. Then I got my pen ready and yelled; "How do spell hate?" My response was, "H-A- you don't need to use that word, what is it for?" "Nothing" "Let me see." "NO"
By that point I had lost all patience and did the best I could and threw it, it didnt make it that far, but at least it had been sent to my parents. I ran, and I mearan to my room, slammed the door, locked it. I sat in my chair and waited. Waited for the respoonse I would recieves. Guess what, nothing really happened.

Possibilities

The possibilities for the next 12 months are endless. So many things can happen and will happen. I will turn 17, I will go to prom. I will, also, 1 start senior year and apply to colleges. I know this year will be better than last, but no as good as the next.

But as I said in a previous blog, time seems to speed up as you get older, and I am sure this year will fly by faster then last. So I make sure each minute is well spent and not to lose track of this precious time. That is the most I can do to make this year the best.

2009 (and Away it Went!)

2009 went way too fast...it should have lasted a whole lot longer! I turned 16 in 2009, started junior year, got all A's. It was an amazing year, but still was too fast.

I have heard people say as you get older, time goes by quicker, but I never knew it would be like this.

I think 2010 will probably go even faster and I hope it is better than 2009, but 2009 was pretty good. It will be hard to beat.

Not many big things have happened in the past year, except for those I said at the top, but it seems that everything that has happened has been good. The good to bad ratio is lot better this year than it has in the past.

Hey Mom...Haircut

These are kind of what I want:

-the length

-the a line

-the style

Dear Mom...I Mean Santa Claus

Hey Mom, I know you read this everyday, so here are a few SMALL and CHEAP items you can buy!!

ANd if you click on the picture, it becomes bigger and clearer.

Favorite Christmas Decoration

One of my favorite Christmas decorations is the Christmas card. I know that doesn't sound like a decoratoin, but in our house it is. In the house we have this huge entry way on the kitch dining room. When each card comes, we tape it to the frame. Last year we had so many, we moved on to the wall. These decorations usually stay up past the tree and lights. These decorations not only give the house a cool look, but as you walk by you can read what people say, look at pictures if they send any, and just get a sense that poeple care for you and want to show their love during the holidays!

Merry Christmas vs. Happy Holidays

In a recent poll, when asked what people would rather say, the outcome was obvious:
'Holiday' is better
1% (52 votes)
'Christmas' is better
75% (4053 votes)
Both are fine
23% (1242 votes)
I don't use either
1% (34 votes)

Then, in a recent article, by Mike Straka from Fox News, he talked about everyone having such a controversy over this subject, the states that Jesus wouldn’t care what people say.

My head is spinning over this "Merry Christmas" vs. "Happy Holidays" controversy, so I've begun to ask myself, what would Jesus do?
And I've come to my own conclusion. I don't think Jesus Christ would be worried about whether or not Wal-Mart or Kohl's or Macy's is spelling the Dec. 25 holiday "Christmas" or "Xmas."
I mean, seriously, even His most faithful disciple denied Him three times after The Last Supper, so you'd think He'd be kind of immune to U.S. retail outlets denying His name as well.
More than likely — and this is my Grrr! — Jesus wouldn't care about Xmas.
I don't think He'd care about the whole "Merry Christmas" vs. "Happy Holidays" ridiculousness year in and year out, and He'd probably be aware that X is the first letter in the Greek word for "Christos." X has been used for thousands of years to abbreviate "Christ." Believe it or not, Wal-Mart didn't invent the term "Xmas."
By Mike Straka

I believe Jesus would care. If people are taking the reason for the season out of the season, they are taking the Christ out of Christmas.


I was reading some articles about this subject recently, and decided to go through the comments to see what people had to say about the topic.
One comment that really stood out to me was:


Doesn't matter what you call it, it's a different holiday for every culture anyway. It's just annoying that the christians think their fairytale baby needs to dominate it all, while it's just another myth of ignorant superstition.
The writer of this comment made of few mistakes: 1) He didn’t capitalize Christians 2) Called it a fairytale 3) Called us ignorant.
Just because we believe in a certain faith doesn’t mean we are wrong. Someone else could prove to be right in the end, but I choose my beliefs, and that is not for others to choose for me. I cam see how some people feel weir and think we are shoving it in their face, but it’s everyone’s own choice.

And the controversy over which saying is more politically correct, that is a fight just waiting to happen. Christians should be able to tell their friend Merry Christmas. And many retailers say that the Happy Holidays saying is so they can bundle all the holidays into one card, but I’m not buying it. Some are taking the reason for the season, out of the season, many times so people will buy the products.

I will always continue to say Merry Christmas!!!! SO… Merry Christmas!

Christmas

The Holidays just seem to be zooming by this year. It's already just two weeks away and yet I have not been Christmas shopping or caroling once yet. It seems as though we were just celebrating Halloween.

Each year this season seems to get faster and faster. I can only imagine what it will be like as an adult for me.

I wish time could just slow down, maybe even stop for a few days. Just so everyone can have a chande to get in the Christmas spirit before that day goes by and it ends up being Valentine's Day.

I encourage everyone to just stop and think about what exactly they want to do before this holiday comes and goes.

Merry Christmas! And yes, I mean Merry Christmas, not Happy Holidays!!!!!!!

I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas

Last time my group drove in Driver's Ed, this really weird song kept playing. But to start out, Destinee was disappointed because all she wanted to do was sing Christmas songs, and none of them had any words. So we just rode in silence. Then the car breaks out in laughter because a song with words cam one. It was the weirdest song. It was about hippos. And even though nobody knew the words, we all attempted to sing along.

I can say we all had a good time.

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
Don't want a doll, no dinky Tinker Toy
I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He won't have to use our dirty chimney flue
Just bring him through the front door,that's the easy thing to do
I can see me now on Christmas morning,creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprisewhen I open up my eyesto see a hippo hero standing there
I want a hippopotamus for ChristmasOnly a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles, no rhinoceroses
I only like hippopotamuses
And hippopotamuses like me too
Mom says the hippo would eat me up, but then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegeterian
There's lots of room for him in our two-car garage
I'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massage
I can see me now on Christmas morning,creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy and what surprise when I open up my eyesto see a hippo hero standing there
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
Only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles or rhinoceroseses
I only like hippopotamuseses
And hippopotamuses like me too!


And the song was sung as a female solo, that sounded like a young girl from the 80's with her nose all stopped up.
But oh well, we all had a good time.

Thanksgiving

I had so much food. I have been dieting before and lost quite a bit of weight. Well, just to let you know, I gained every pound back last weekend. if you are going to pig out, at least keep that in mind while eating the other meals that day...and exercise your butt off.

I am pretty sure everyone had a good time with the eating and shopping. And we all have something to be thankful for. I am thankful for my friends and family . But I am more thankful for the OPPERTUNITY to get together to celebrate. In many other places people are not allowed to celebrate this holidya, or are in such poverty they can not afoor the food and get togethers. but the celebration is not in the food, but rather in the thought. To be thankful for something, you do not have show or tell everyone, all you have to do is know it and believe in it.

To show your thankfulness, just tell someone "Good Day" or "I love you," the point is made clear enough with just a few simple words.

Even if you did not celbrate that day, you can show it today. I encourage everyone to show the world in some way what you are thankful for. it doesn't have to be a huge thing, but just a few simple words.




Have an Awesome Day!!!

Yay Yay Yay

I have really been wanting to paint my room lately and I was telling my mom a few weeks ago and she said "actually, you can.' I was totally freaked out, I thought she was jujst kidding, but I really get too. i get to design every wall anyway I want it, but I have to paint it. But that's ok because I love to apint. Each wall is going to be different, with its own design, it is going to be soo cool.


The only thing I have to do is do two full weeks without missing a single chores...and I am alreadya week and a half into it. i am hoping on getting the paint this Friday. The only hard part is having my room cleaned out and ready to go by then...but I can't believe I actually get to do this and it's so close from now


yay yay yay

I've Got A Funny Story for You

So, back to the job hunting stories I have been telling. I have a particularly funny one for you. It was while we were at the mall. You never know who you might run into there. Well, anyways, me and my mom were on our way out, and we see the Santa's pictures being set up. We were goofing around by saying I should become an elf and work as Santa's little helper. I think that would actaully be a pretty cool job. But right acroos the way from that is the ice cream shop in the mall. The ice cream is really good there so I thought that would be a perfect place to work.

Well now I am going to leave this story and come back to it later. There is another story that goes along with this. And you must know both in order to laugh in the end. So when my mom's office first opened, therewas this one janitor that never seemed to know what to do. She spoke very little English, and it was her custom to never throw ANYTHING away, even stuff in our trash cans. So she was getting to be a little bit of a nusance, you can only hold so much. They gave her time and tips here and there. But, eventually, they had to let her go. She wasn't happy about it, but she wasn't exact;y mad about it. Just a little annoyed because she wanted another chance.

Well, now to tie the two stories together...

We started to walk by the ice cream store and my my started to say, " Hey, how about working at Scoops, it looks...." and that was it. She just cut off, and when I realized it I looked over to see what it was. There was that same lady they had fired manning the place all by herself. She was on the phone, but I am preety sure she looked up and saw us. So, then I asked, "Isn;t that the lady---" My mom has cut me off again. All I got was a "Shutup" and we kept walking. Once we were far enough away we talked about how funny it was and started laughing.

But as I said, YOU NEVER KNOW YOU YOU RUN INTO AT THE MALL!!!! ha ha ha

More Job Hunting

Wish me luck, because with no luck in the past, my feels as though I am not truely looking. So I told her one day that many of my friends had gotten jobs in the mall, you know what she does?

SENDS ME TO THE MALL

So I am basiclly on a quest, I go in one store and get an application. No problem, I could get a few and then be on my way to church...no such luck. After a few I ask if we can leave...I get absolutly shy and nervous and embarassed when it comes to these things...she said NO.

My new quest to get 3 more applications on top of what I had already gotten.

I head into one store, nope, you have to 18. So I head to another, you have to be 18 there also. I try two more stores and get the same response. But at the last one the lady gave me a tip and rattled off 3 stores that were hiring and hire at age 16. I was in luck. My mom was waiting outside the store and when I came out I only told her the bad news. I didn't want to ruin the surprise, so I told her I was never going to get through this. So she sat down at a table and said, "Come get when when you have three PEICES OF PAPER in your hand," internet ones apparently didn'y count. So I immediatly went into the 3 stores and got them and then came back.

So now I have a new quest. I have to have all of these filled out and returned ny tomorrow evening. I need some more luck!!

The places I am soon to be applied at are

Payless Shoes-I hate shoes, people, and feet. Well I LOVE shoes, but only the ones on my feet.
Maurices- IDK how in the world you spell it, or even say it...but I love the clothes.
Rue 21- I could LIVE in that store- I will probably spend my paycheck before I get it if I go there.
Hallmark- It's pretty laid back- I could do that

JOB HUNTING

In the past few weeks I have done so many tasks to get a job. I need one as soon as possible in order to buy things. My mom decided not to buy me anymore non-neccesities and make me get a job and pay for them myself. I thought that would actually be a good thing, and I LOVE money.

The only problem, I am shy, and no one has hired me. To have a job is better (and easier) said than done.

So far I have applied at
Fazolis
Subway
Moonlight
Catos
Target
Walmart
Kmart
Factory Card Outlet
Chick fil a

and I have had two interviews

you would think will all these places, at least one would call me back with good news, but no such luck.

I continue the journey to find a job, and hopefully it has a good ending.

TRANSFORMERS

My mom has recently started a blog of her own, and I try to read it as much as possible. There was one blog seh worte that I absolutly LOVE :

Have you ever thought about the decisions you make each day? Each day we are faced with being a conformer or a transformer. Most likely, most of us make a lot of conforming decisions. Then there are those of us that step out and become Transformers. I stand up and applaud these decisions. These are the ones based on our convictions. The things that are important enough to make us want to take a risk. Without Transformers where would we be? These people make a difference, create change, lead the followers, and most of all express themselves with passion. Choose the transformers in your life wisely. Remember that those of us around these people become transformed. This can be a good thing. Put everything to the test. Hold onto what is good. True Transformers come into our lives for a reason. Take the time to get to know them and understand them and you will become a better person because of it.



This blog really made me think about my life. Am I a Transformer or a Conformer? I really had to think about this question. I think I am a little bit of both, but I would really like to try and be a full time Transformer, that is what makes me unique and stand out in the world.

I really can't say any more in the subject, my mom summed it up pretty much. All I have left to add is "Are you a Transformer or a Conformer?"

What a Tangled Web I have Weaved

You know when you say one thing, everybody sees it as another, but everybodies is different? Well, that's kind of a BAD thing.

At the moment, everybody thinks I do certain things, not bad things, just things I don't see myself doing ( I'm not the spontaneous kind of person, and I don't take risks, let's just put them that way). But it all started because I told one person who told another then another and me words got tangled.

But I'm not just talking about little things here and there, I'm talking about everything!!

Everything seems to percieve it differently and then when they tell someone, they percieve it differently too. I think this is one major reason we have cliques and fights in school. No one's true feeling are ever know. It is up to that person to express themselves to others in their own and true way.

A New Perspective

Our class was asked to make a few projects for the book we are reading. My projects took me all Fall Break to complete, but it was well worth it. One option was to make props pertaining to the book, make them or buy them, and write about them.

EVERYBODY did props then are IN the book. Well, me, not ever doing the right thing, decided to take it to next level. I made projects that symbolize something in the book. All morning poeple have been telling me that is wrong. The paper never stated which to do, and it is a prop, but it is a SYMBOLIC prop. And when making them, I MADE them. Some people bought theirs and just made it their own, well I went all out.

I papermached and duct taped and glued and painted EVERYTHING. I think even though we did totally opposite things, they are both right.

Language Arts and Enlish or classes that require you to have an opinion and a unique perspective. Why be like everybody else. It's fun to branch off and see things differently, that's what opens new doors, and that's how new things are invented all the time, and that's how people become FAMOUS!

Blogging...In General

Lately I have been trying to blog more than usual, basically because it's kind of fun. I sent the link to my mom, who in return sent it to just about everybody she knows. She has a prayer email she sends out every morning. And she got this bright idea from someone, I don't know...maybe it was...ME...well, anyways, now she blogs her emails every morning and it's kind of cool. Befor, I didn't know what a blog was, much less, what it did. Now it seems just about everyone is using them. At the moment I have two blogs, and they are really helpful. I can type everything I need to, and let people read them on their own time, rather than me sending them something every few days.


The weird thing is, when you look up the word BLOG, all that it says is

n. a weblog

What in the world does that mean??

The only way to truely understand the concept is to just try it.

Fall Break

I had so much fun on Fall Break. We had a few bonfires, a party, camping, did homework, visited family, did more homework. But everything was fun. One day I even babysat for maybe 4 hours and was paid 100 dollars. My mom made me turn in 8 job application. Then we went shopping and had fun with friends. Even though I managed to fit all of this in, it still seemed to go by way too fast.

It seems when there is nothing to do, times seems to last longer, but then you feel as though you have accomplished nothing. But if you do too much, time flies by and you feel hectic and you have too much on your plate.

You have to find that perfect combination of everything in order to make the most of everything. It may take years to find that ine recipie for your life, but it is deffinitly worth it.

Halloween Senses

Halloween Senses

Taste the sweet candy
Hear the ghouls cry
See the witches fly
Smell the late of the night
Touch the costume that you wear

Halloween is a time for all
All come fo this time

Young ones taste
and old ones watch
as the many creatures come about
to this one night

Many scream
and some even shout
to having fun is what it is all about

No one shall
gome home empty handed
all shall have at least one

Feel the itchyness or your costume and others'
Softlyy feel the silk
and grab at the mesh
pumpkins have fun
as they stuff their share
in the costume which they wear

Taste the sugary candy
Hear the witch's laugh
See the ghosts haunt
Smell the newness of what you wear
Touch the bed as you fall asleep

For you never know
how many times in one night
each of those senses
will yo your thoughts

Coming Out of the Shell

My mom has always told me I need to come out of my shell more. I have been trying more and more lately. I have been surronding myself with awesome friends who are fun to be around and are deffinitly out of their sjell, I don't even think they had a shell to begin with.

A few weeks ago me and my mom were driving around talking about this and all of sudden I say, "Look, the car is wacing at you.," The rear windo wipers swooshed once on the car in front o0f us. When my mom said that she was like maybe you are are loosing your shell, well maybe it's gettiing thinner.


The only was I know to get out of my shell more is to be myself and not twist myself so much I am uncomfortable.

Rainy Ghosts

I have a story for you...
This is a most certainly true story, I give you my word. I do not tell lies, and I am not telling one now. So just listen to my story and believe every word of it, for I witnessed this with mine own two eyes.

Me and my father we on our way home from town one day. It was mid November, the middle of Fall. It was cold and crisp out. We were riding in his old pick up truck that doesn't always go reverse. We were driving down Highway 81. It was dark and cold and soon becan to cloud over. It was common for storms to just arise from nothing in the sky.

We were trying to beat the storm, so we raced home in the rikety truck. We zoomed around corners and skid on wet streets. We started to feel better about everything when the rain began to let up, but then the rain got even harder. It was such a huge downpour, we had to pull over and wait it out. We were sitting there when my dad realized we had stuff in the back of the truck. He needed to go out and check to make sure everything was still there and alright. So he started to get out and go check. He was in the back when I heard my name being called, it was very faint and sharp. I couldn't figure out what it was, but then I heard a knock on my window, as I turned around, I found myseld staring into my dad's eyes. he needed my help with moving some wood in the back. So I hoped out, and immediatly I was soaked, but I decided to have fun with it. I skipped to the tailgate to help.

We soon finished up and headed back around the truck to get in and dry off. My dad had already got in, and just as I began to open the door, I felt a pull on my leg. I looked down to see a hand pulling my leg...just as I'm pulling your leg now!!!

HA HA HA HA HA!!!

Halloween

Ghosts, Goules, and Witches
Princesses, Angles, and Faires
Each do their thing
Each say their thing
For all they want is
Sweets and sugars

Candy corn and pumpkin seeds
come second in the wishes
Most costumed kids ask for only one thing
Trick or Treat
Do you have any chocolate?
That is what you better buy
for if you don't
they will move in

The devils and zombies and monsters,too
will come out to haunt you.

Homecoming Nominations

Since I am on Student Council, I have to sit one day during lunch and take Homecoming naminations. There are some really interesting couples chosen, I won't name any though. But I realized that even though I like sitting up there and taking them, I miss the element of surprise.

When you know who's been chosen, it's not as fun to be surpirised when voting.

For example, just while I was working today, I was nominated 6 times, each wuth one of three differetn guys. I am really excited to know I was nominated, but also, now I know who nominated me and it loses that magic when you hear your name called to the office to say to you that you are on the court.

I think it's totally awrsome to be kind of all knowing for that 30 min time period, but it's knid of a downer to know EVERYTHING.

I want to be all knowing about everything except me, if that makes since.

En Pointe

I have started taking pointe this year and it seems so fun. I get to dance around in pink shoes doing turns and jumps and then there is ribbon tied up my leg. The thought is so beautiful and so are the shoes.

Well the name tells you everything, pointe, that's pretty much what it is. You toes are always pointed and when you go up on your toes, you are ON your toes. They don't tell you that one peice of vital information because they think they will scare you out of taking the class. In the toes of the shoe is a peice of concrete, and yes, that is what you stand on. You stand on your toes in the shoe on top of a piece of concrete. That sounds lovelt, doesn't it? NO. It's the worset kind of pain possible, and then you get blisters, which turn into rips. Then you find out the bottom of the shoe is wooden and curves, so your arches ache. It's not fun...

Well, it's not fun until you buy pads. Toe pads, that is. Mine are hot pink, with a nude slip on top. You can get them in any color imaginable. They are these cent. thick gel pads that wrap around your toes, then when you stand, it doesn't hurt, least not as bad. But, if you like me, you can sneak in an extra pad so you can't fell ANYTHING.

There really is no POINTE to this blog, other than it is my DAILY THOUGHT...

Glossophobia

No, it's not a disease, it's a phobia. I don't this phobia, but a lot of people show symptoms of it. If you have ever gotten butterflies in your stomach when you talk in front of large crowds, you have a symptom of this.

The phobia is of public speaking. Quite a few people are afraid of public speaking but are not to the extreme of being diagnosed.

Today I was to get up in front of the whole congregation and make an announcement. I had to write down exactly what I was going to say or I would forget an important detail. Then I started going around asking if anyone would read it for me. Unfortunately everybody said NO. I couldn't believe it, not one friend would help me out. So I had to face my fear and do it myself.

During the 3rd verse of our last hymn, I rose from my pew in the 4th row and proceeded to the pew in the first row. It was really a short walk, but it seemed like I was walking that never ending hallway in horror movies. Finally I made it to the pew where just as I sat down because I was shaking so hard, I hear my name.

My youth minister, Kurt had apparently already made it to the pulpit and made his announcement and was segwaying into me. I had had no time to prepare and I was shaking all over.

As I made my way up the 3 short steps I kept telling myself it would all be okay, if I messed up, no one would end up hating me or killing me. I could live though this, I WOULD live through this, it was just up to me to start.

I started to read off my script, and I knew I looked like a dork. I was in a childish dress, making an announcement about a clothing closet I was opening, asking for donations, and I was shaking like I was on one of those thigh belt vibrator things from the 50's. I started to talk and I knew I was doomed for failure.

I began talking so slow and soft, but then something came over me, I was talking somewhat normal and you could understand what I was saying. I don't know what happened, but I was suddenly calmed. You still hear a faint quiver in my voice if you listened for it, but nothing major.

Everyone has a way of overcoming their fears. It could be by directly do that thing, going to therapy, simply telling someone, or just avoiding it...kidding about that last one. But take the chance to change you life. Don't let those nasty fears keep you from doing something, go after it and fight them along the way.

Dignity

Would you rather fight with diginity or to surrender in shame?

I would like to fight with dignity, because then you have hope. You may not win, but you still have that small amount of hope. If you were to just surrender, you would be looked down upon. But if you were to LOSE, you would be acknowledged for giving your best.

Hope is what makes me continue. If something proves to be hard, I continue on as long as there is hope. That hope may be so small that only I can see it, but that is enough for motivation.

Small hope grows into something bigger because when you do succeed, you know you have traveled down a longer path than if you KNEW you would succeed from the start.

You gain more dignity if you grow more along the way. If you knew you would win, and then did, you would be shortly praised because you only did a small amount of work. But if you had to give it your all and do a lot of work to achieve something, you would be greatly praised for you had to sacrifice a lot along the way.

As long as there is a sliver of hope, there is dignity in whatever you chose to do.

My IB World

So for the IB diploma, I have to keeo a record of CAS hours I do, I wont explain what they are because that would take too long. Well anyways, I have been keeping a written copy of my hours and journaling about the. ThenI decided to make it neat by turning it into a blog.

So now I will do two blogs, one for my thoughts everyday and the other to record my work. Since I dont have computer access everyday, I will be writing it all down and then at the end of each week, typing it ALL out into a blog. So really it seems as though I am keeoing two journals for Ib, then there is this blog, so now it has turned into threee.

But wait...for Girl Scouts...yes, laugh all you want, I am in Girl Scouts, and I am working on my Gold Award. I have already had it approved and now I just have to put my project into action. Well, I have to also keep a journal for that. But the hours I do during that project also go towards IB. so in the end I will be keeping three journals for the same thing. Each one has to be written differently and each one has to be written in EVERYDAY.

Life has these little quirks, and I am not to keen on them. But I must finf away to carry my journals around with me everyday and keep the oragnized, up to date, and I cant have then cross referenced...

THIS IS GOING TO BE HARD!!

Addiction to Green

Everyone is saying they want more money. Or they say that if they had one wish they would wish for a million dollars. But if you think about that, I bet you can think of other things to wish for.

More would be a pretty cool thing to have, but you get a little, you still are always going to want more. You can never have enough. Sure, some people may NEED more money, but most people just WANT more money. There is no doubt about it.

I find myself thinking about what I would do with a thousand or 10 thousand dollars. But I am just fine with what I have. If I was to aqquire that money...in a legal way of corse...I would end up just wanting more, thus leading to "addiction to green" and in the end making me unhealthy in numerous ways.

Money can be considered the source of all evil, I won't go to that extreme of the matter. But it does pose problems in the world. I WOULD say money is almost ar coruptive as alcohol. I am not saying I am for socialism, but people need to learn some values in life to live by...

Bronchitis

Everyone seems to be getting sick around this time, and I, unfortunately, am one of them.

Just a few short days ago I came down with bronchitis. Before I go on to the story, let me tell you what I have to do because of this. I have to have 150 ounces liquid daily, 3 pills at every meal, cough syrup 3 times a day, 3 advil 2 times a day. I have lost my appetite completely and now have lost 7 pounds over 3 days. The past few weeks I have been on a healthy eating diet to become healthier because of dance. I thought I could lose a few pounds for Nutcracker. But all it really took was getting sick.

Well anyways, I have been coughing so much, I have to drink water from coughing, and now I have to go to the bathroom 3 times every class. I think I finally know what it feels like to drown...

Well yesterday I was feeling better, so I decided I would go to dance practice, and it is the first week of practice, so I should probably go. I do just fine through ballet, even bette in tap, but then I hit a bump in the road. I go to jazz, and we workout. That was not the best idea. I started coughing again, and with every turn I had to sneeze. Then today I end up coughing and sneezing worse than before.

Every single one of my friends is afraid to come around because I cough, and if I cough too much I get sick. This whole viral infection is horrible.

Then because of all the sneezing, my nose is raw. Because of all the coughing, my throat is raw. Then because of all that together, allergies affected my eyes and I cant wear contact because my eyes are too itchy. Well, I keep rubbing my eyes and now my right eyelid is dry and hurts. Then because I cough more now, I pulled a muscle in my right rib cage, worse pain EVER!!

A couple of centuries ago you hear people pass blankets covered in chicken pox, well I think next we should use bronchitis, it will definitely make the enemy suffer so much more before they die.

All I have to say during this whole experience, "Keep my friends close, and my enemies closer..." to make them sick too...ha ha ha!

Mission Statement

I went to a workshop earlier in the year and they had this worksheet that made a stereotypical mission statement about each person. I was reviewing over mine saying, "This is stupid, like I am ever going to use this!" But really, I started to look over and thought that this may actually be a good idea.

As I was reading over the key things in my life, I read them aloud "family, religion, wealth, friends, having fun." I wanted a cute and fun way of saying it, then I realized what I could do. The all start with F. Well, maybe not those exact words, but if I change some words they do.

Family, Faith, Fortune, Friends, Fun

That was the basis of what I run my life on. Now to add what these mean.

Nothing else other than these are needed.

Family, Faith, Fortune, Friends, Fun, Nothing else needed.

That was it, those few words summarize my life in the best way possible, I can't put it any other way.

This is my life, Those words are my life...Nothing else needed!

Laughter

Laughter is all around.

When one of my friends begins to laugh, then so do I, and then they laugh even HARDER...it so contagiuos. No matter where you are, you will always here a laugh. It is what makes life enjoyable.

When you have a bad day, you are told to laugh it off. Well in life, when you make mistakes, just laugh it off, there is really nothing else you can do.

When you laugh, you seem to forget everything else around you, and once you start, there is no stopping!

Sorry that the picture is sideways, I can't figure out how to fix it.

but the point is a true and happy laughter can't be caught in a picture. In this picture I was laughing so hard becuase the photographer wanted me to do some pretty crazy things...it was my uncle... and he would show me what to do, but watching him do made me laugh so hard, then he was laughing, then my mom, and before you know it, everybody was. We had set aside our differences and enjoyed those few moments together. Laughing unifies people in a way you could never know about if you never tried.

My Days Have Gotten Crazier

CRAZY DAYS

Earlier I laid out my schedule for you and explained how crazy life can be you if you don't take time to live life. Well no I am going to continue on this with my NEW and even CRAZIER schedule. Here we go...
Monday- Beta Club, 3 1/2 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Tuesday-Student Coucil, Spanish Club, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Wednesday- Good EXCEPT church and church dinner at noght
Thursday-CAS hours meeting, FCA, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Friday-CEC...save the homework for Saturday
Then NHS has to fit in there somewhere!!!!!!!!

Weeks are short and days are even shorter. I try to cram all of these fun things to do in one week, but that's not always possible, somethimes I have to miss a few meetings or practices along the way. And when I do, my sponser, coach, or teacher usually gets mad at me. But that comes with life. It is absolutly NECCESARY for me to do this if I want to succeed in life. You can't just go about life without doing stuff you plan and want to do.

I am not saying for you to give up the things you love doing, just plan around them to do thingd you love too. Make life yours and make you own schedule, not that of friends and family!!

My Days Have Gotten Crazier

CRAZY DAYS

Earlier I laid out my schedule for you and explained how crazy life can be you if you don't take time to live life. Well no I am going to continue on this with my NEW and even CRAZIER schedule. Here we go...
Monday- Beta Club, 3 1/2 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Tuesday-Student Coucil, Spanish Club, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Wednesday- Good EXCEPT church and church dinner at noght
Thursday-CAS hours meeting, FCA, 3 hours of dance, HOMEWORK
Friday-CEC...save the homework for Saturday
Then NHS has to fit in there somewhere!!!!!!!!

Weeks are short and days are even shorter. I try to cram all of these fun things to do in one week, but that's not always possible, somethimes I have to miss a few meetings or practices along the way. And when I do, my sponser, coach, or teacher usually gets mad at me. But that comes with life. It is absolutly NECCESARY for me to do this if I want to succeed in life. You can't just go about life without doing stuff you plan and want to do.

I am not saying for you to give up the things you love doing, just plan around them to do thingd you love too. Make life yours and make you own schedule, not that of friends and family!!

Home Is Where It All Is

HOME
I repeat this word over and over again in my mind. Home is where it all starts, home is where it all ends, home is where it all IS.

No matter what mistakes you make, or wrong turns you take, you are always welcome at home.

If I feel bad or have no one to talk to I always make my way home and in no time everything is all right.

I know I am NOT ready to leave home, even for college. I have even picked a somewhat close college to home. I can never leave it, I never could leave it, I never WILL leave it. It is everything I know and love.

But home isn't just the place you grew up and know, it's also those close to you, the places you love to go. It's the things in your life you could NEVER replace!

Life is a Novel

Life represents a novel more often than novels resemble life. -George Sand-

During life there are so many ups and downs, climaxes and conflicts. It tends to follow the path of a novel.

The exposition is where your parents come into play and your birth. Then there is the rising acton, you first few years, as you grow into a young lady or gentleman. But all throughout life are climaxes.

Some climaxes are loosing your first tooth, first kiss, getting married, going on vacation to Rome, all throughout life are climaxes. Each one followed by a falling acton where that memory is clear in your thoughts and dreams.

Also in life are many conflicts such as money troubles, car wreck, broken bone, death in the family, all those horriblr things you want to forget as soon as possible.

Then in your old age comes the resolution. As you age and become more and more frail, you usually lose all your wonderful memories you once knew so well. I am not talking about memory loss, but rather each day you are farther and farther away from those special days.

The novel won't end until you do and the is what is so wonderful about it. All the amazing climaxes and horrible conflicts and wonderful memories won't end until you make them end.

A Crazy Day

Don't you just wish you could slow down time. Time these days is just moving way too fast. You have barely any time to do ANYTHING.
Here is what a typical day for me is:
6 hours of schools
4 hours of dance
1 hour of homework
8 hours of sleep
That's 20 hours total...that leave FOUR HOURS for me.

Life is way too short to just have 4 hours here and 4 hours there to be me. Make the most of what you have and stretch your potential.

I have to fit the most I can into those few hours every day- clubs, tv, MEALS, shopping, sewing, studing, and the list goes on and on and on. Live you life to the most!!!

The Reset Button

In life, everyone wants a reset button every once in a while. Like is we totally screw up a test, or say something wrong. I could make a whole list of reasons when I would have killed for it. I would say something that wasn't supposed to be said, I forgot to study, I forgot to do this, or I took a wrong turn, or I blew someone of that what was really important. And the list goes on and on. And even though most poeple would say, "Oh I wish I could change that, I wish I hadn't done that." or "I would do anything to redo it," I would say I wouldn't change a thing about it.

The truth is that I thinl everything I do is what makes me who I am. Every mistake I make may get me in trouble but it halps me learn and everyday I am tweaking myself into a better person.

Mistakes are what makes me...ME!!

...I would continue on and make this longer, but the bell just rang...

What Needs to be Right is Completely WRONG!

Class rings came today and I just couldn't wait for lunch so I could pick mine up. I had put so much preperations in it...I want this for side 1 and this for side 2, this colored, this behind the rock, OHH! that looks ugly, get rid of thaat, check to make sure they got my name right...I checked and rechecked the order form. All my payments were on time, EVERYTHING was PERFECT!!!

Or so it seemed. All day I vizualized that big silver ring on my finger. It would be on my left hand, middle finger...well, that's the finger they measured. The guy taking orders told me I wore a size 7. He even took time to write the size on a slip of paper for me so I would know for future reference.

That was that. I handed the deposit over, all while thinking about how perfect it would be.
Today when I picked up the ring, one of my friends was behind me. She told me I couldn't open it until she got hers and we would do it together. We had risked being in the back of the lunch line just to be first in line for our rings.

One...Two...Three...OPEN IT! We both opened it, or well we tried, it took us about 45 seconds to fiqure out how to open the black velvet box. When we opened them we both squealed, then i said, "We both got the same one." And we had. We bothe got the same kind of ring, just with different sides. The ring was beautiful...until I put it on.

I put it on the ring they had measured...it was way to small. So I tried another finger, and another, and another, I went through every finger. THe ring would be too small on half of them and two big on the other half. Finally I found a finger were it fit and didn;t hurt, but yet it had too much room, more than a ring needed.

The ring is wonderful, but even through everything I had imagined about it, I hadn't even imagined that this would happen. But even through all the panic attacks of it not fitting one finger after another, everything ended up ok, one finger just barely works. I could get it resized, but that would be just too much work for a ring.


But it's not all about the ring, it's about the memories with it...It doesn't fit, I had a panic attack over it, this side means this, the other side means this...there will be some pretty amazing stories to go with it, no doubt, but not everything can be perfect.

Egyptian Proverb

"Friendship doubles joy and halves grief." -Egyption Proverb

To me this says that only true friends know what it is that makes you happy and how to make you happy. Your friends are the closest people in your life and those are the people you never should lose, because with friends, you have someone to go to when grieving. They will share that grief with you and lighten your load. But when without friends, you have no one to go to. You are left alone with a huge burden and no one around to help lighten it.

Friends are the ones that stick by you no matter what, they are the ones that know you most, sometimes even more than family.

A friend of mine and me have known each other for years, but we haven't been friends the whole time. The first few years we judged each other and told ourselves we would never hang out with someone like that. Then, we ended up on the same gymnastics team and became the best friends you have ever see. We have sleepovers, some of the same classes, we text all the time, give presents, and do whatever we can when there's time. She is always practicing for the next big gymnastics meet and I always have a club meeting or dance practice for the next performance. We never really have any time together anymore. We would always share secrets and ask advice from each other, but since we have such busy schedules I notice becoming gradually harder to ask her advice on certain things. But since we started going to the smae school, it's just as it was before when we were doing gymnastics together.

When we weren't together all the time, I noticed that the burden of keeping certain things to myself, or not being able to ask advice became a huge burden, just as the provern says. When we were together there was so much joy, laughter, and good times, but when we were apart there was grief, burden, and loneliness.

Always keep your friends close that you enjoy being around, because the second they are gone you will feel the burden.

Me and My Grandmother

My family is a wide variety of people. My mom is short with brown eyes and thick hair. My dad is taller with blue eyes and thin hair. But I have to say I am most like my grandmother on my dad's side.

She was 6 foot 2 and the runt of the family. She had big feet and long, thin toes and fingers. She had thick brown hair and was always different from the rest of the family.

I've grown up being told I have boat feet. And I bet if I tried to walk on water I could. My feet are size eleven and at the moment I am taller than both parents and grandparents. My fingers and toes are so long and thin that most gloves and socks won't fit.

I don't really know much about my grandmother other than she died from cancer a few months after I was born. But looking back at pictures of her, we look very much the same.

Since I have no brothers and sisters and my parents are complete opposites, me being in between their personalities, me and my grandmother are most alike and would have made great friends.