I got a dictionary, everybody happy now? Huh?
I got a stuffed koala which I promptly named Cloe and 4 Barbie's (named Joy, Hope, Summer, and Lan[short for Elizabeth May]). It's not only sad that I got the Barbies in the first place, but I also named them.
I got some very cute clothes from Holester (is that how it's spelled) which I'll wear whenever I want to look like a slut (Go School Dances!!). I hope I live through the stench of the clothes.
I also got a political bumper sticker for my non-existent car, two political buttons, and two political t-shirts that I will be wearing the Tuesday I get back to school to annoy Ms. Heartzler (is that how you spell it?).
My brother Owen got me a Pokemon action figure (Ash k. and his Starly to be exact).
My brother Jack got me Cranium.
And my mom got me, A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens and Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin.
I got my mother the best (and most expensive) necklace I could buy (afford).
My dad got me something special, too. He got me an entire box set of Monty Python.
Not to mention my ipod.
Anyway, no more bragging.
Ciao (Who said I was going to use, said dictionary?)
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Crazy Sunday
Ok, so tonight on the amazing race:
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin came in 5th place- but thankfully it was a non-elimination round, so they were not eliminated.
1 month dating/ hypies, TK and Rachel came in 4th
and Asian dad and daughter, Ronald and Christina came in 3rd.
Their 1st destination was Anacona, Italy, where the road block was.
The road block was to find the next clue which was on the ground up in the air.
Anyone would do it other then me unless someone was afriad of heights.
Next teams went to Vinci, Italy, birthplace of Leonardo De Vinci. There was a Detour here.
It was Invention or Tradition. In invention you had to make a crain to lift something. In tradition you did a traditional flag dance.
I'd build.
The pit stop was in Florence, Italy.
Can you tell I've lost my spirit?
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin came in 5th place- but thankfully it was a non-elimination round, so they were not eliminated.
1 month dating/ hypies, TK and Rachel came in 4th
and Asian dad and daughter, Ronald and Christina came in 3rd.
Their 1st destination was Anacona, Italy, where the road block was.
The road block was to find the next clue which was on the ground up in the air.
Anyone would do it other then me unless someone was afriad of heights.
Next teams went to Vinci, Italy, birthplace of Leonardo De Vinci. There was a Detour here.
It was Invention or Tradition. In invention you had to make a crain to lift something. In tradition you did a traditional flag dance.
I'd build.
The pit stop was in Florence, Italy.
Can you tell I've lost my spirit?
Me and My Insane Traditions
I'm spending my winter break editing.
How sad is that?
I really want my book good, though.
So far its 44 pages. Pretty good, no?
I haven't gotten any reply from him yet, but once I do, I let you know if or if not I'm going out at all (the rest of the information is classified.)
In other news, I haven't let my ipod out of vision since I got it.
I love my ipod.
I think "love" might actually be an understatement.
Anyway, I'm leaving now.
Ciao/ Chow
How sad is that?
I really want my book good, though.
So far its 44 pages. Pretty good, no?
I haven't gotten any reply from him yet, but once I do, I let you know if or if not I'm going out at all (the rest of the information is classified.)
In other news, I haven't let my ipod out of vision since I got it.
I love my ipod.
I think "love" might actually be an understatement.
Anyway, I'm leaving now.
Ciao/ Chow
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Love
Well, I did it.
I'm so happy now.
I wonder where everyone is.
I'll tell you where.
They're not here to share their happiness with me.
For more infromation about me and Ben, e-mail or fax me.
Chow!
I'm so happy now.
I wonder where everyone is.
I'll tell you where.
They're not here to share their happiness with me.
For more infromation about me and Ben, e-mail or fax me.
Chow!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Love
Not that anyone reads this anymore, I have to make a memorial to Jack.
Jack is a designer on Project Runway and he left a show tonight. Jack has HIV, not the reason he left the show (lost $5 to mom) but he left the show for another medical reason. From what I know he did not die, but he was my favorite designer so I was sorry to see him leave.
On a lighter note, Chris (that fat guy)came back in Jack's absense. I love him. Tim Gunn said something about making mistakes at 3am (and didn't relize what he said until the designers commented.
All In all, I laughed, I cried.
I love Project Runway.
Jack is a designer on Project Runway and he left a show tonight. Jack has HIV, not the reason he left the show (lost $5 to mom) but he left the show for another medical reason. From what I know he did not die, but he was my favorite designer so I was sorry to see him leave.
On a lighter note, Chris (that fat guy)came back in Jack's absense. I love him. Tim Gunn said something about making mistakes at 3am (and didn't relize what he said until the designers commented.
All In all, I laughed, I cried.
I love Project Runway.
One the Twelfth Day Waiting For Christmas
Today, I'm going to write my story.
My only Christmas story of your life.
I shall call it: The Perfect Gift.
We shall leave it at that.
And you all said sleeping in the closet wouldn't help (well, technically it didn't, my love for... well yes... ummm.... the art, yes that's it).
In other news, I hate Spencer. (what's new? I need gossip. Anyone got anything good? I know I'm usually the gossip queen, but Tess has been nothing but a trickle. Spencer has been spreading shit about me that no one believes, but that's all I got)
Anyway, I got nothing.
Night!
My only Christmas story of your life.
I shall call it: The Perfect Gift.
We shall leave it at that.
And you all said sleeping in the closet wouldn't help (well, technically it didn't, my love for... well yes... ummm.... the art, yes that's it).
In other news, I hate Spencer. (what's new? I need gossip. Anyone got anything good? I know I'm usually the gossip queen, but Tess has been nothing but a trickle. Spencer has been spreading shit about me that no one believes, but that's all I got)
Anyway, I got nothing.
Night!
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Sunday Version 2.0
I'll get down to it now.
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin: 2nd
1 Month dating, hypies TK and Rachel: 4th
Aisian dad and daughter Ronald and Christina: 1st
They went to Croatia this week.
Road Block was putting a brick into a wall right. I'm not even gonna list, just comment if you care who would do that task.
Detour was either climbing walls or rowing a boat. I could climb the (brick) wall.
That's it.
I'm lazy.
Bye
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin: 2nd
1 Month dating, hypies TK and Rachel: 4th
Aisian dad and daughter Ronald and Christina: 1st
They went to Croatia this week.
Road Block was putting a brick into a wall right. I'm not even gonna list, just comment if you care who would do that task.
Detour was either climbing walls or rowing a boat. I could climb the (brick) wall.
That's it.
I'm lazy.
Bye
Explination
To explain for last nights announcement:
I walk into the kitchen to announce to my oh-so loving parents that I just finished the comic I was reading.
My mom and sister are talking and my mother and my mom goes, "Ask her now."
My sister goes, "Megan, would you like to go to Disney World with us so when me and Tim want to go out we can have you watch Ro?" (All I heard was "you go to disneyworld with us?")
My mom then puts in, "You wouldn't get paid, you going to Disney would be-"
"Yes, yes, yes." (Me)
My uncle Tim (family friend, not really relitive) goes, "We'll get a suit so you don't have to bunk with Ro and we might have a computer so you can stay in touch with home to get "homework"" (I heard "Diseny, you dont have to share a room with Ro, Disney, computer."
If you can beilive me I almost had a heart attack. I said I would, ran out of the room (screaming, "I'm going to Disney World!!!!!!!!") and typed that in.
Now that I look back on it, I'll be with them which pretty much means I need to acctully find a Pocahontas thing for Sara this time, acctully get something for Jevne, Amanda, and get a rocker Micky for Matt (I have a list, sad no?) not to mention get my mom 100000000 Micky mouse rice krispie ears (so, in other words, no Christmas/ Hanukkah presents for you guys ^_^).
It also means that I have to not have any "teen moments", listen to someone elses authority, keep regularly clean (mess wise, not self wise), and be away from my family for a week (God loves me), and be regularly behaved, not be too picky with fast food (or food in general which means I'll probably have to eat at Micky D's), and see 100000 Disney princesses with a child who will probablly never remeber any of this. Lucky for her she'll get to dress up like Cinderella while she's there though.
So anyway, sorry about the outburst of happiness.
I walk into the kitchen to announce to my oh-so loving parents that I just finished the comic I was reading.
My mom and sister are talking and my mother and my mom goes, "Ask her now."
My sister goes, "Megan, would you like to go to Disney World with us so when me and Tim want to go out we can have you watch Ro?" (All I heard was "you go to disneyworld with us?")
My mom then puts in, "You wouldn't get paid, you going to Disney would be-"
"Yes, yes, yes." (Me)
My uncle Tim (family friend, not really relitive) goes, "We'll get a suit so you don't have to bunk with Ro and we might have a computer so you can stay in touch with home to get "homework"" (I heard "Diseny, you dont have to share a room with Ro, Disney, computer."
If you can beilive me I almost had a heart attack. I said I would, ran out of the room (screaming, "I'm going to Disney World!!!!!!!!") and typed that in.
Now that I look back on it, I'll be with them which pretty much means I need to acctully find a Pocahontas thing for Sara this time, acctully get something for Jevne, Amanda, and get a rocker Micky for Matt (I have a list, sad no?) not to mention get my mom 100000000 Micky mouse rice krispie ears (so, in other words, no Christmas/ Hanukkah presents for you guys ^_^).
It also means that I have to not have any "teen moments", listen to someone elses authority, keep regularly clean (mess wise, not self wise), and be away from my family for a week (God loves me), and be regularly behaved, not be too picky with fast food (or food in general which means I'll probably have to eat at Micky D's), and see 100000 Disney princesses with a child who will probablly never remeber any of this. Lucky for her she'll get to dress up like Cinderella while she's there though.
So anyway, sorry about the outburst of happiness.
Saturday, December 8, 2007
The Ghosts of Christimas Past
I really shouldn't put things off.
I have already made my few New Years Revolations.
1. I'm going to get strait "A"'s fuck it!
2. I'm going to consistantly clean my room. At the least once a month.
As I clean I find the most intresting things.
1. My 7th grade "A"-Day Binder with Spanish and English worksheets still inside.
2. My "B"-Day Binder from 8th grade included is a smushed poptart that I believe must have been my breakfast. It looked like it had just come out of the package, too, which is rather discusting seeing it must be more then a year old at this point.
3. Old notes, some dating back to 5th grade (I tossed most because I couldn't read them). Jevne, was that the year we wrote everything backwards so if Ms. Oldgoat found it, we wouldn't get in trouble even though she total knew it was us when she found one on the floor that one time?
4. Numerous flower petals. My first though is; why the fuck did I keep that thing in my room so fucking long (You should have smelled the vase while we were cleaning it out)? My next was, "Why didn't I pick these up before now?" That flower was in my room for about two months and it only lived two or three days, just to give you some perspective there.
5. I hate books.I can't fins all the books in the series plus I dont even own some, making that hard, I haven't even started on the ones not in a series yet.
In conclusion, cleaning sucks.
I've got to go now help my pappi re-arrange the living room. More about that later.
I have already made my few New Years Revolations.
1. I'm going to get strait "A"'s fuck it!
2. I'm going to consistantly clean my room. At the least once a month.
As I clean I find the most intresting things.
1. My 7th grade "A"-Day Binder with Spanish and English worksheets still inside.
2. My "B"-Day Binder from 8th grade included is a smushed poptart that I believe must have been my breakfast. It looked like it had just come out of the package, too, which is rather discusting seeing it must be more then a year old at this point.
3. Old notes, some dating back to 5th grade (I tossed most because I couldn't read them). Jevne, was that the year we wrote everything backwards so if Ms. Oldgoat found it, we wouldn't get in trouble even though she total knew it was us when she found one on the floor that one time?
4. Numerous flower petals. My first though is; why the fuck did I keep that thing in my room so fucking long (You should have smelled the vase while we were cleaning it out)? My next was, "Why didn't I pick these up before now?" That flower was in my room for about two months and it only lived two or three days, just to give you some perspective there.
5. I hate books.I can't fins all the books in the series plus I dont even own some, making that hard, I haven't even started on the ones not in a series yet.
In conclusion, cleaning sucks.
I've got to go now help my pappi re-arrange the living room. More about that later.
Friday, December 7, 2007
How I Spend my Firday Nights
Everyone has left Christian and me to die tonight.
I think at the begingging (until 10:30) Christian abandoned me, too.
Anyways, now I will mindlessly eat to forget about tonight.
'Night!
I think at the begingging (until 10:30) Christian abandoned me, too.
Anyways, now I will mindlessly eat to forget about tonight.
'Night!
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Every Few Days
I love Scinece. I love Ben.
My life is seemingly perfect right now.
I finished my prologe, so now After it is almost done...
Just more editing to do first.
I hate Culinary Arts (but what else is new?).
Sorry I cant stay and talk, but I've gotr to wrap x-mas gifts.
Goodbye.
My life is seemingly perfect right now.
I finished my prologe, so now After it is almost done...
Just more editing to do first.
I hate Culinary Arts (but what else is new?).
Sorry I cant stay and talk, but I've gotr to wrap x-mas gifts.
Goodbye.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Country and Christimas
In truth, now that I look back on today, it was ok.
I'm having my holiday stress and-
Stupid cat... trying to climb the christmas tree.
I'm writing all new materal for explain Christmas in my agnostic veiws and to those non-christians what exsactly its about, and I have some pretty strong veiws.
My brother is having fun with the crappy violin music my uncle gave him for Christmas. It sounds worst then when I play.
I have so much insperation today writing wise its crazy.
I think I'm going to work on "Thearpy in a Few Words," my newest compisition.
Now, to listen to people yell and country music... *shudders*
I'm having my holiday stress and-
Stupid cat... trying to climb the christmas tree.
I'm writing all new materal for explain Christmas in my agnostic veiws and to those non-christians what exsactly its about, and I have some pretty strong veiws.
My brother is having fun with the crappy violin music my uncle gave him for Christmas. It sounds worst then when I play.
I have so much insperation today writing wise its crazy.
I think I'm going to work on "Thearpy in a Few Words," my newest compisition.
Now, to listen to people yell and country music... *shudders*
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Sunday
Time again for the amazing post. I'm sorry.
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin: 2nd
1 month dating, hypies TK and Rachel: 1st
Aisian dad and daughter Ronald and Christiana: 3rd
Blonds Shana and Jennifer were sadly elimated. Sorry for those who liked them.
The road block was to deliver a package to a student then deiliver their package to a store. The key was listening. I don't even have to name my friends this time. They'd do it. Everyone except Jevne, because, really I don't trust her attention span (sorry jevvie. Love you, but don't trust your direction taking skills.)
The detour was Count Down or Step up. In count down you had to count all the pickets on a fence. In Step Up you had to walk on stilts to a cetain point.
I'd do stilits cause I don't have the attention span to count.
Yup.
Bye now.
Goth couple Kynt and Vyxsin: 2nd
1 month dating, hypies TK and Rachel: 1st
Aisian dad and daughter Ronald and Christiana: 3rd
Blonds Shana and Jennifer were sadly elimated. Sorry for those who liked them.
The road block was to deliver a package to a student then deiliver their package to a store. The key was listening. I don't even have to name my friends this time. They'd do it. Everyone except Jevne, because, really I don't trust her attention span (sorry jevvie. Love you, but don't trust your direction taking skills.)
The detour was Count Down or Step up. In count down you had to count all the pickets on a fence. In Step Up you had to walk on stilts to a cetain point.
I'd do stilits cause I don't have the attention span to count.
Yup.
Bye now.
Why I Hate Disney
Why the fuck did he make so many fucking princesses?
I hate them all.
"One day my prince will find me." Do you know how much bull that is?!?!?
And they're not independant at all!
Only Mulan... ok and Pocahontas... and Ariel (kinda)... and Jasmine (kinda).... ok and Belle (in a way).
Well anyways, I had to watch 4 fucking hours of dinsney and it was all the same! A fucking love song after love song after love song. I was nautious at one point.
*sigh*
Well, my prince might not come, but I can always send part of this to a Women's Rights Magizine...
If you'd like to help me prove my point on how Disney hates the idea of independence in women, comment away.
Sexist pig.
Really, this post wasmade for me to rant.
I hate them all.
"One day my prince will find me." Do you know how much bull that is?!?!?
And they're not independant at all!
Only Mulan... ok and Pocahontas... and Ariel (kinda)... and Jasmine (kinda).... ok and Belle (in a way).
Well anyways, I had to watch 4 fucking hours of dinsney and it was all the same! A fucking love song after love song after love song. I was nautious at one point.
*sigh*
Well, my prince might not come, but I can always send part of this to a Women's Rights Magizine...
If you'd like to help me prove my point on how Disney hates the idea of independence in women, comment away.
Sexist pig.
Really, this post wasmade for me to rant.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
Cram It
You know,
When you think about life when you're five you think,
"Life will be so smooth. Everything is so easy. Especially love. That's the easiest.
I usure you its not.
I really don't know what else to say today. So I'll leave you saying this:
Love bites.
When you think about life when you're five you think,
"Life will be so smooth. Everything is so easy. Especially love. That's the easiest.
I usure you its not.
I really don't know what else to say today. So I'll leave you saying this:
Love bites.
Friday, November 30, 2007
The Very Annoying Game
All day today I've wonder what to write.
Since I write about how I feel, I was vair vair confused as well.
I'm happy today.
I'm sad today.
Bad news 1st:
One of my friends and I... we aren't exsactly to keen on eachother right now. I'm afriad to wonder if they even read my blog anymore. I hope they do.
At the same time, I wonder if its not a good thing. I mean, I'm done, aren't I?
But then again, all I did before last night was worry. I geuss I'll still worry.
The happy news:
I'm slugde partners with my crush!
I really really really really hope he asks me out. I KNOW he likes me.
During Science (this is so bad, I know) during the lab, We just joked and pretended to listen to (as I'll put him) the annoying-ass kid (ask later, read now) talk as we just...
anyhoo...
I had a good and a bad day;
So,
What do I write about?
Since I write about how I feel, I was vair vair confused as well.
I'm happy today.
I'm sad today.
Bad news 1st:
One of my friends and I... we aren't exsactly to keen on eachother right now. I'm afriad to wonder if they even read my blog anymore. I hope they do.
At the same time, I wonder if its not a good thing. I mean, I'm done, aren't I?
But then again, all I did before last night was worry. I geuss I'll still worry.
The happy news:
I'm slugde partners with my crush!
I really really really really hope he asks me out. I KNOW he likes me.
During Science (this is so bad, I know) during the lab, We just joked and pretended to listen to (as I'll put him) the annoying-ass kid (ask later, read now) talk as we just...
anyhoo...
I had a good and a bad day;
So,
What do I write about?
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Belts and More Megans
Well, today I wore a belt.
It started out like any morning I don't do my laundry the night before so I have no cloth *deep breath* and I have to catch the bus in five minutes.
And I needed something to wear.
I intincantly chose jeans (that amazingly fit) and a white tank top underneath a black t-shirt. My 1st thought was, "It's not enough."
Lately I have been dressing for my body type and (may I add) love the outfit's I have been choosing, getting compliment after compliment when I wear a new one.
So, I picked up a belt.
"No," said my picky self, "leave the belt at home."
"But it's cute." (my fashionable self)
"No."
I start to take it off, then glance at the clock.
"Hah! I win." (fashionable self)
"Fuck you."
I wish I'd gotten more comments though.
For girls:
Have you noticed, unless their dating you (and even then its rare) boys don't tell you how pretty you look?
I have.
I have at least one class with both of my crushes, neither of which took any notice to my outfit at all. I know one doesn't like men at all and never will. But the other one does, and I find it annoying.
*sigh*
Being pretty is hard.
But trying to be pretty, I find that to be even more challenging.
It started out like any morning I don't do my laundry the night before so I have no cloth *deep breath* and I have to catch the bus in five minutes.
And I needed something to wear.
I intincantly chose jeans (that amazingly fit) and a white tank top underneath a black t-shirt. My 1st thought was, "It's not enough."
Lately I have been dressing for my body type and (may I add) love the outfit's I have been choosing, getting compliment after compliment when I wear a new one.
So, I picked up a belt.
"No," said my picky self, "leave the belt at home."
"But it's cute." (my fashionable self)
"No."
I start to take it off, then glance at the clock.
"Hah! I win." (fashionable self)
"Fuck you."
I wish I'd gotten more comments though.
For girls:
Have you noticed, unless their dating you (and even then its rare) boys don't tell you how pretty you look?
I have.
I have at least one class with both of my crushes, neither of which took any notice to my outfit at all. I know one doesn't like men at all and never will. But the other one does, and I find it annoying.
*sigh*
Being pretty is hard.
But trying to be pretty, I find that to be even more challenging.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
For One More Day
Have you ever been disaticsfied with your life?
I am with mine.
I'm sick of editing, I want to do something.
I want to write again.
I want to write something good again.
Enough ranting though. No, enough ranting about that.
I always rant.
For a better day, I have to say my parents punishment is a good thing. I am trying to study more, and the book I got from the library rocks.
Its a romance novel where the girl dies at the end (I think).
In my life, I find myself bored. I find myself crying. But, somehow, this calms me.
I end this post saying:
I won't say I'm in love,
and
I'm just the girl next door.
I am with mine.
I'm sick of editing, I want to do something.
I want to write again.
I want to write something good again.
Enough ranting though. No, enough ranting about that.
I always rant.
For a better day, I have to say my parents punishment is a good thing. I am trying to study more, and the book I got from the library rocks.
Its a romance novel where the girl dies at the end (I think).
In my life, I find myself bored. I find myself crying. But, somehow, this calms me.
I end this post saying:
I won't say I'm in love,
and
I'm just the girl next door.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
The Usual Sunday Night Post
As usual tha amazing race was on.
Our standings:
Goth Couple, Kynt and Vyxsin: 5th place
1 Month Dating/ Hypies, TK and Rachel: 7th place
Aisian Dad and Daughter, Ronald and Christina: 4th place
Blond Girls, Shana and Jennifer: 6th place
The detour this week was Shake Your pan or Shake your booty (not even kidding).
In shake your pan you had to mine 1 lb. of gold. In shake your booty you had to dance a native dance and make up some moves with your own creativity. A pannel of judges would then, well, judge you. I would do the gold one cause frankly, I don't dance.
Then there was this U-Turn thing where if someone U-Turned you you had to go back and do the other task before going through.
Our blond friends U-Turned Lorena and Jason (I do not follow them) and caused their elimaination from the race.
The roadblock this week was interesting. You had to ride a bike loaded with shit (including a goat) to this market, then find a certain vender in the very center of said market.
And as always, here the line-up:
Emily: I'd make her do it
Matt: I suppose I'd have to
Christian: He'd do it (it's a bike thing)
Beth: Dunno
Molly: Dunno
Sara: Dunno
Jevne: I truley have no idea
and our newest edition Ben S.(not that he reads this, but poo, he's still my friend): Dunno
I'm done now, so comment away.
Our standings:
Goth Couple, Kynt and Vyxsin: 5th place
1 Month Dating/ Hypies, TK and Rachel: 7th place
Aisian Dad and Daughter, Ronald and Christina: 4th place
Blond Girls, Shana and Jennifer: 6th place
The detour this week was Shake Your pan or Shake your booty (not even kidding).
In shake your pan you had to mine 1 lb. of gold. In shake your booty you had to dance a native dance and make up some moves with your own creativity. A pannel of judges would then, well, judge you. I would do the gold one cause frankly, I don't dance.
Then there was this U-Turn thing where if someone U-Turned you you had to go back and do the other task before going through.
Our blond friends U-Turned Lorena and Jason (I do not follow them) and caused their elimaination from the race.
The roadblock this week was interesting. You had to ride a bike loaded with shit (including a goat) to this market, then find a certain vender in the very center of said market.
And as always, here the line-up:
Emily: I'd make her do it
Matt: I suppose I'd have to
Christian: He'd do it (it's a bike thing)
Beth: Dunno
Molly: Dunno
Sara: Dunno
Jevne: I truley have no idea
and our newest edition Ben S.(not that he reads this, but poo, he's still my friend): Dunno
I'm done now, so comment away.
KC
I just got home last night from an interesting Thanksgiving.
I say interesting because Thanksgiving is an iteresting holiday as it is. We're supposed to "give thanks".
It was origionally in October when the settelers said, "Fucking... Well we got through one year on this God forsakin'..... Well, most of us anyway. Those who survived should be thankful. I know! let's have a celebration celebrating our survial and thanking the dead that it was them and not us."
Then Thanksgiving was a forgotten holiday until the 1860's when Lincoln tried to stop battling (actully it was used to supries confediret soljers when they thought there would be peace for a day). This tradtion of supriseing is kept on by having football on Thanksgiving. The tradition of Thanksgiving has kept on since on the other hand.
I dunno about most familys, but my Thanksgiving is also my Christmas. I get presents.
This years most significent was the Nintendo Wii that my grandmother got. Actully, she got three, which if you knew anything about the sales of said product, is impossible because they only let one Wii go per costumer.
It was amazing she got three.
I don't get to play it until the excitment runs off though (and I've already thrown out my arm from playing on it... dont ask).
I also got make-up. And advise on boys. I wanted to kill most of my relitives by the end.
My favorite of the gifts had to be the Thsaurus my granparents got me.
Yes, what a geek am I? I asked for a Thursaurs for Christmas. I didn't get my long awaited i-pod, but I got my Thusauras.
I'm glad I'm home all in all.
And, just wait until Christmas comes around. You get a lecture on that, too.
I say interesting because Thanksgiving is an iteresting holiday as it is. We're supposed to "give thanks".
It was origionally in October when the settelers said, "Fucking... Well we got through one year on this God forsakin'..... Well, most of us anyway. Those who survived should be thankful. I know! let's have a celebration celebrating our survial and thanking the dead that it was them and not us."
Then Thanksgiving was a forgotten holiday until the 1860's when Lincoln tried to stop battling (actully it was used to supries confediret soljers when they thought there would be peace for a day). This tradtion of supriseing is kept on by having football on Thanksgiving. The tradition of Thanksgiving has kept on since on the other hand.
I dunno about most familys, but my Thanksgiving is also my Christmas. I get presents.
This years most significent was the Nintendo Wii that my grandmother got. Actully, she got three, which if you knew anything about the sales of said product, is impossible because they only let one Wii go per costumer.
It was amazing she got three.
I don't get to play it until the excitment runs off though (and I've already thrown out my arm from playing on it... dont ask).
I also got make-up. And advise on boys. I wanted to kill most of my relitives by the end.
My favorite of the gifts had to be the Thsaurus my granparents got me.
Yes, what a geek am I? I asked for a Thursaurs for Christmas. I didn't get my long awaited i-pod, but I got my Thusauras.
I'm glad I'm home all in all.
And, just wait until Christmas comes around. You get a lecture on that, too.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Amazing
ok.. let's just list... I can't stand writing an intro.
Goth couple, kynt and Vyxsin: 4th place
1 month dating/ hypies, TK and Rachel: 2nd place
Aisain dad and daughter, Ronald and Christiana: 5th place
Blond girls, Shana and Jennifer: 7th place
The road block was simple. Milk a camel then drink the milk.
Emily: I'd make her milk the camel
Jevne: We'd fight over who milked the camel because niether of us actully want to do it
Matt: I'd make him do it
Christian: I'd make him do it
Molly: We'd fight
Beth: We'd fight
Sara: I'd make her do it
The Detour was teach it or Learn it
in teach it you had to teach kids from the west afriacan school english words and in learn it you'd have to learn the laungue.
I don't know which I'd do cause they both sound fun. But seeing that I'm close enough to failing spanish I'd be better off teaching.
Well... there you go.
Comment away.
Goth couple, kynt and Vyxsin: 4th place
1 month dating/ hypies, TK and Rachel: 2nd place
Aisain dad and daughter, Ronald and Christiana: 5th place
Blond girls, Shana and Jennifer: 7th place
The road block was simple. Milk a camel then drink the milk.
Emily: I'd make her milk the camel
Jevne: We'd fight over who milked the camel because niether of us actully want to do it
Matt: I'd make him do it
Christian: I'd make him do it
Molly: We'd fight
Beth: We'd fight
Sara: I'd make her do it
The Detour was teach it or Learn it
in teach it you had to teach kids from the west afriacan school english words and in learn it you'd have to learn the laungue.
I don't know which I'd do cause they both sound fun. But seeing that I'm close enough to failing spanish I'd be better off teaching.
Well... there you go.
Comment away.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Lego Leuge
My brother did SOOOO good today at his ternament. He, unforchunatly, got 7th place. BUT, his team beat the Glen Lake team in head to head compition. Hahahahaha! My brother's team is better then that team. *laughs evilly knowing 1/2 the people reading this blog are from Glen Lake* I'm gonna hurt on Monday.
So, anyway, I felt sick this morning. I didn't actully eat anything until about 6:45. The scratchs I showed Beth haven't gone away yet and I finished my book (It was really, REALLY good. I suggest you all borrow it from me. Speaking of barrowing... Emily can you give me my book back please and jevne, I'd like my Harry Potter movie now. You've had it since August and it's November [I'm talking to both of you]).
Anyway, all in all, life is good.
So, anyway, I felt sick this morning. I didn't actully eat anything until about 6:45. The scratchs I showed Beth haven't gone away yet and I finished my book (It was really, REALLY good. I suggest you all borrow it from me. Speaking of barrowing... Emily can you give me my book back please and jevne, I'd like my Harry Potter movie now. You've had it since August and it's November [I'm talking to both of you]).
Anyway, all in all, life is good.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Chinese Food
I shouldn't eat Chinese Food. It doesn't agree with me. But it tastes so fucking good!
I'm so frustrated and upset right now. On top of that I'm depressed.
For those who don't realize, this is not a good mix.
I don't know why I'm like this. I've felt nauseous the last couple days.
Project Runway is going to be fun this year.
So far my favorite people are the crazy naturalist lady and the fat guy (and the guy named Christian and Kit, but mostly the crazy lady and the fat guy).
At this point, I want to complain.
Why can't I write anymore!?!
And when I do write, why is it all shit?!?
And... Tim Gunn has a big head.
I'm so frustrated and upset right now. On top of that I'm depressed.
For those who don't realize, this is not a good mix.
I don't know why I'm like this. I've felt nauseous the last couple days.
Project Runway is going to be fun this year.
So far my favorite people are the crazy naturalist lady and the fat guy (and the guy named Christian and Kit, but mostly the crazy lady and the fat guy).
At this point, I want to complain.
Why can't I write anymore!?!
And when I do write, why is it all shit?!?
And... Tim Gunn has a big head.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
My Poor, Poor Pants
I just mended for the 1st time in my life.
I took my pants with the holes in them, found some jean fabric and sewed it in.
Not only did they turn out awful, but I might have to wear them to school tomarrow.
Oh well, I geuss it'll have to do.
I took my pants with the holes in them, found some jean fabric and sewed it in.
Not only did they turn out awful, but I might have to wear them to school tomarrow.
Oh well, I geuss it'll have to do.
Day 2
I'm back and my figure hurts and I want brownies. Brownies and Chinese Food. Ok, and maybe some cheetos.
I got a haircut after school today. Yay. It's shorter now. About an inch sorter to be exsact.
On another note, last nights dream was wierd and I want to talk endlessly about it.
This is all I remeber:
I was kissing Alex D. and then his lips turned into a duck bill. It was the scariest fucking thing I've ever dreamed. In English I was looking all over to see if my dream actully happened (of course it didn't because it happened at... a place that is my happy place. I never take anyone to my happy place).
Also, the Project Runway starts tonight! Yay!
My hated person of the day (and every other 'A' day) is Spencer. I'll leave you to 'boo' him now.
I got a haircut after school today. Yay. It's shorter now. About an inch sorter to be exsact.
On another note, last nights dream was wierd and I want to talk endlessly about it.
This is all I remeber:
I was kissing Alex D. and then his lips turned into a duck bill. It was the scariest fucking thing I've ever dreamed. In English I was looking all over to see if my dream actully happened (of course it didn't because it happened at... a place that is my happy place. I never take anyone to my happy place).
Also, the Project Runway starts tonight! Yay!
My hated person of the day (and every other 'A' day) is Spencer. I'll leave you to 'boo' him now.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Haloween
I geuss I was just not emotionally ready to talk about that.
I don't remeber if I wrote about re-decorating my dollhouse or not, but I did.
AND I GOT 100/100 ON MY FINAL! (which was re-decoreating my doll house).
It was fun.
I was really bumed when I couldn't hang out with all my buds for halloween, but now that I think about it, I had more fun designing my dollhouse and hanging with Audi and Abby (and Jevvie of course).
In other news,
PROJECT RUNWAY STARTS WEDNESDAY!
I'm happy. Kinda.
Ok, to tell you the truth, yesterday was the owrst day of my life. I don't even remeber why.
I'm better now.
I think.
I don't remeber if I wrote about re-decorating my dollhouse or not, but I did.
AND I GOT 100/100 ON MY FINAL! (which was re-decoreating my doll house).
It was fun.
I was really bumed when I couldn't hang out with all my buds for halloween, but now that I think about it, I had more fun designing my dollhouse and hanging with Audi and Abby (and Jevvie of course).
In other news,
PROJECT RUNWAY STARTS WEDNESDAY!
I'm happy. Kinda.
Ok, to tell you the truth, yesterday was the owrst day of my life. I don't even remeber why.
I'm better now.
I think.
Your God, and Ice Cream
You might have noticed the anime is gone. Its probably going to stay gone. Insted I'm using Winterfest pictures (Janurary's must see. You better come is better.).
Ok, so, I watched Blue Collar Comadey after school today, and you know, its dangerous.
If I didn't know my face turns the color of and apple when I public speak, I would think I could do what they do. I repeat to those,' you can do anything' hopeful losers, My face turns bright funcking red when I public speak.
I have to say, Facebook is fasinating. People are scoreing me on shit I don't even care about.
Because I'm bored as fuck, I'll rant about it. And you'll listen because you have nothing better to do either.
Apperently everyone whos scored me thinks (these are the ones I either care about or think are funny as hell) I'm kinda maybe got enough brain cells to get by.
I got the same score as artistic and nice. I find this funny. Though, I find everything funny.
Dude, I got more on talkitive then I got hot. I am hurt. I got a 4 on hot. I'm totally kidding. If I had to score me I woulda givin myself less.
Though, I only got a fucking 2 on athletic. I'm sorry, I don't do sports, but still. I'm ok at sports. Kinda. Ok, not really.
Anyway, today at school me and Ben talked the enitre day. It was nice. I love Ben (in the friend way). Dude and that intrst bit was so stupid.
"Would you like to orgonize boxes?"
"Hell no, you fucking test people, I would not like to origonize boxes."
Anyway, that was my day.
Ok, so, I watched Blue Collar Comadey after school today, and you know, its dangerous.
If I didn't know my face turns the color of and apple when I public speak, I would think I could do what they do. I repeat to those,' you can do anything' hopeful losers, My face turns bright funcking red when I public speak.
I have to say, Facebook is fasinating. People are scoreing me on shit I don't even care about.
Because I'm bored as fuck, I'll rant about it. And you'll listen because you have nothing better to do either.
Apperently everyone whos scored me thinks (these are the ones I either care about or think are funny as hell) I'm kinda maybe got enough brain cells to get by.
I got the same score as artistic and nice. I find this funny. Though, I find everything funny.
Dude, I got more on talkitive then I got hot. I am hurt. I got a 4 on hot. I'm totally kidding. If I had to score me I woulda givin myself less.
Though, I only got a fucking 2 on athletic. I'm sorry, I don't do sports, but still. I'm ok at sports. Kinda. Ok, not really.
Anyway, today at school me and Ben talked the enitre day. It was nice. I love Ben (in the friend way). Dude and that intrst bit was so stupid.
"Would you like to orgonize boxes?"
"Hell no, you fucking test people, I would not like to origonize boxes."
Anyway, that was my day.
Monday, November 12, 2007
I miss Living
I just saw the best movie ever!
It's called Once (should be subtitled the only musical I will ever sit through).
I had my dad get the music off of iTunes when we got home. The music is A-MAZ-ING!
I'm surprised I liked it so much. (Of course they did say the 'f' bomb every other paragraph.
I'm a little happier now, I cried during the movie. It was a romance.
It was beautiful.
Period.
It's hard to understand how people can always be so happy when they have almost nothing, and I'm so sad and have everything.
I guess I'll have to keep guessing.
It's called Once (should be subtitled the only musical I will ever sit through).
I had my dad get the music off of iTunes when we got home. The music is A-MAZ-ING!
I'm surprised I liked it so much. (Of course they did say the 'f' bomb every other paragraph.
I'm a little happier now, I cried during the movie. It was a romance.
It was beautiful.
Period.
It's hard to understand how people can always be so happy when they have almost nothing, and I'm so sad and have everything.
I guess I'll have to keep guessing.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Super Amazing...Not
Well, last week I update you on the amazing race.
Our friends Kate and Pat (lesbian ministers) have been elimiated this week. Let us have a moment of Scilence.
Kynt and Vyxsin (goth couple) got in 4th.
TK and Rachel (dating hypies) got in 6th.
Ronald and Christina (aisian dad and daughter) got in 9th.
Shana and Jennifer (blonds) got in 3rd.
The detour this week was hoist it or hunt it. Hoist it wasn taking 5 peices of furniture and lifting it into a third story window. Hunt it was finding 2 bikes in 100,000,000,000. I would choose hunt it because my phsical strangth is limited.
The roadblock was pole valting over a mud puddle. Quiet gross really. For my friends and me team bit:
Jevne: Would make me do it.
Matt: God only knows.
Sara: Refrense; Matt
Christian: No clue
Molly: I don't really know, but if I had to geuss; she'd do it. I dunno, she's weird like that.
Beth: Nada
Emily: Again as I've said for the past 5 people, I have no clue.
I, myself, would hate it. I don't like mud much. It's too much like poop for me.
Really, I was going to write about something else tonight. But really, I can only think about things you really don't care about.
Life is something that can hit you hard.
Though, because I'm bored I will say this; my brother is the most discusting creature on earth (Jack, not O).
Qeustion for the day: Do you think we'd kill eachother if I was teamed up with you on this amazing race thing? (cause between you and me, I'd probably kill me, too.)
Our friends Kate and Pat (lesbian ministers) have been elimiated this week. Let us have a moment of Scilence.
Kynt and Vyxsin (goth couple) got in 4th.
TK and Rachel (dating hypies) got in 6th.
Ronald and Christina (aisian dad and daughter) got in 9th.
Shana and Jennifer (blonds) got in 3rd.
The detour this week was hoist it or hunt it. Hoist it wasn taking 5 peices of furniture and lifting it into a third story window. Hunt it was finding 2 bikes in 100,000,000,000. I would choose hunt it because my phsical strangth is limited.
The roadblock was pole valting over a mud puddle. Quiet gross really. For my friends and me team bit:
Jevne: Would make me do it.
Matt: God only knows.
Sara: Refrense; Matt
Christian: No clue
Molly: I don't really know, but if I had to geuss; she'd do it. I dunno, she's weird like that.
Beth: Nada
Emily: Again as I've said for the past 5 people, I have no clue.
I, myself, would hate it. I don't like mud much. It's too much like poop for me.
Really, I was going to write about something else tonight. But really, I can only think about things you really don't care about.
Life is something that can hit you hard.
Though, because I'm bored I will say this; my brother is the most discusting creature on earth (Jack, not O).
Qeustion for the day: Do you think we'd kill eachother if I was teamed up with you on this amazing race thing? (cause between you and me, I'd probably kill me, too.)
Science Fair
I have begun to write again.
I don't mind telling you all that either.
At this moment I am working on the huge Science Fair Project due in 3 weeks.
I am screwed.
But of course, my project isn't that intresting. I am doing my project on how road salts effect grass. How boring does that sound?
Though I'm not trying to kill people like Biz is, I'm trying to save the environment. How much more boring does that sound? I much rather kill people.
But, I geuss thats life.
I don't mind telling you all that either.
At this moment I am working on the huge Science Fair Project due in 3 weeks.
I am screwed.
But of course, my project isn't that intresting. I am doing my project on how road salts effect grass. How boring does that sound?
Though I'm not trying to kill people like Biz is, I'm trying to save the environment. How much more boring does that sound? I much rather kill people.
But, I geuss thats life.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Writing
You know what I hate more then a person who gets publish who cant write?
I hate people who are good at writing while only giving it a half assed job.
This is how Eli wrote his I am from poem:
Shavani: Can I read your poem?
Eli: I haven't done it yet it's not due until Fri- Oh shit! Todays Friday!"
Shavani: (laughs)
Eli: Can I barrow some paper?
Zach and Me: (shakes heads in disaproval)
Shavani: Sure (tears out peice)
10 Minutes later:
Eli reads this amazing peice of work.
I find this really unfair, it took me hours to get mine to be perfect and the length needed. It took him five fucking minutes!
I'm more then a bit jeoulous.
I hate people who are good at writing while only giving it a half assed job.
This is how Eli wrote his I am from poem:
Shavani: Can I read your poem?
Eli: I haven't done it yet it's not due until Fri- Oh shit! Todays Friday!"
Shavani: (laughs)
Eli: Can I barrow some paper?
Zach and Me: (shakes heads in disaproval)
Shavani: Sure (tears out peice)
10 Minutes later:
Eli reads this amazing peice of work.
I find this really unfair, it took me hours to get mine to be perfect and the length needed. It took him five fucking minutes!
I'm more then a bit jeoulous.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
I am From
Teachers seem to make us write these every year and this one is no different.
Here's the deal.
I'm bored.
You're here.
You're reading my newest edition.
Ha. I'm sorry for you.
Here's the deal.
I'm bored.
You're here.
You're reading my newest edition.
Ha. I'm sorry for you.
I am From
I am from Thanksgiving,
Pretending to be someone cool,
Playing with cousins,
And eating good food.
I am from books,
Summers in the hammock,
My head stuck in ones pages.
I am from school,
Good and bad teachers,
Chaotic classes,
Average grades.
I am from two autistic brothers,
People to compete with,
Hours of Star Wars and Simpson's encouraging obsessions,
Walking to support them every year.
I am from friends,
Always taller then me,
And always making me seem taller then I really am.
I am from mistakes,
And punishment,
And from blown up toasters.
I am from summers almost forgotten,
Dead pets,
And loneliness one can never imagine.
I am from crushes,
Disappointments,
And lost hope.
I am from lost memories,
And nine years of my life I'll never get back.
Most importantly,
I am from words etched in my mind.
The words I can never articulate.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
The Shoulder Dio
So, because I have absoltly nothing to write about, we're going back to my angel and devil, the comady dio of the future.
So today, I was in Culinary Arts sitting next to Spencer (as I have already expained to some) and the conversation sound like this:
Angel: He's a bit excentiric, isn't he?
Devil: A bit annoying you mean. Megan, can I kill him?
Angel: She's in class!
Me: (gives Devil small nod)
Angel: Megan! How can you even think about killing one of your classmates?!
Devil: Angel. Now I'm supised at you. She's in class.
Angel: (annoyed) Sorry if my ethics seem different from yours.
Me: (glares at annoences on shoulders)
Angel: Ok, different topic. Oh, you must pick five people you would like to work with. How fun!
Devil: Only three friends though.
Angel: What about Claire?
Me: (mummbling) what about Claire?
Devil: Way to go, Megan! High Five!
Me: (mummbling) I was kidding. I'm writing Claire down.
Angel: Angel: 1 Devil: Zip
Devil: actully its more like Angel:1 Devil: several hundred
Angel: Shut up.
Tune in next time for more of the shoulder dio show!
(Feel sorry for the poor bored writer with no good news.)
So today, I was in Culinary Arts sitting next to Spencer (as I have already expained to some) and the conversation sound like this:
Angel: He's a bit excentiric, isn't he?
Devil: A bit annoying you mean. Megan, can I kill him?
Angel: She's in class!
Me: (gives Devil small nod)
Angel: Megan! How can you even think about killing one of your classmates?!
Devil: Angel. Now I'm supised at you. She's in class.
Angel: (annoyed) Sorry if my ethics seem different from yours.
Me: (glares at annoences on shoulders)
Angel: Ok, different topic. Oh, you must pick five people you would like to work with. How fun!
Devil: Only three friends though.
Angel: What about Claire?
Me: (mummbling) what about Claire?
Devil: Way to go, Megan! High Five!
Me: (mummbling) I was kidding. I'm writing Claire down.
Angel: Angel: 1 Devil: Zip
Devil: actully its more like Angel:1 Devil: several hundred
Angel: Shut up.
Tune in next time for more of the shoulder dio show!
(Feel sorry for the poor bored writer with no good news.)
Monday, November 5, 2007
Dogs
Went to the mall today.
I dunno, it was fun.
I'm done watching every episode of Dead Like Me ever made as of 20 minutes ago, now I need to get happy again and watch something Blue Collar Comdey... or Kathy Griffin.
Now, to midlessness.
I want a dog.
Idon't know what breed.
But I want a girl dog named Billy.
Maybe Golden Retrevier. Those are big dogs.
Or Maybe a Karelian Bear Dog.
Then I want another girl dog.
A Papillion named Kilala. Beuatiful name, no?
Anyway, that's what I'm thinking about.
My cats also caught a mouse today, waiting for the carcus to rot so we can find it.
Because I like comments, I want you to tell me, if you could have a dog (If you have one answer differently then the one you have) what would its breed be, what gender, and what would you name it?
Have fun.
I dunno, it was fun.
I'm done watching every episode of Dead Like Me ever made as of 20 minutes ago, now I need to get happy again and watch something Blue Collar Comdey... or Kathy Griffin.
Now, to midlessness.
I want a dog.
Idon't know what breed.
But I want a girl dog named Billy.
Maybe Golden Retrevier. Those are big dogs.
Or Maybe a Karelian Bear Dog.
Then I want another girl dog.
A Papillion named Kilala. Beuatiful name, no?
Anyway, that's what I'm thinking about.
My cats also caught a mouse today, waiting for the carcus to rot so we can find it.
Because I like comments, I want you to tell me, if you could have a dog (If you have one answer differently then the one you have) what would its breed be, what gender, and what would you name it?
Have fun.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
My Amazing Day
Ok, not really that amazing. I babysat all day.
Anyway: new Sunday thing. The amazing race has started (if you dont know what it is, look it up on cbs.com) and I've decided to give you the most intresing teams, and we'll follow them week after week. I'll also write down the detours and tell you which I'd do, and talk about road blocks and talk about if I was teamed up with a friend (I do list most, if not all of you) who would do it.
Anyway, the teams we're following are as follows and if I like them or not and what place they got.
Kate and Pat: Lesbian Ministers. Come on, lesbian ministers? Sorry, but seeing as so many people say its a sin to be gay, I find it very funny. They got to the pitstop in 8th place.
Kynt and Vyxsin: Goth Couple. Oh your God! What is not great about that? Vyxsin has pink hair! Like, hot pink! Dude, they rock. They got to the pitstop 2nd.
TK and Rachel: One Month Dating; Hypies. Again. I love them. They're so funny. "I would love to be with TK the rest of my life." *laughs*
Ari and Staella: friends, gay guy and his friend. (Ari's the guy). I just like them. I dunno, don't really have a reason. They were last in and not aloud to race anymore.
Ronald and Christina: asian team; father daughter. It's just cute seeing father daughter teams. I would kill my dad. Well, maybe. We actully get on pretty well. Anyway, they got in 7th.
And,
Shana and Jennifer: Blonds: They annoy the shit out of me already, most blond teams on this show do. They're models. *gags* They got in 6th.
Ok, now the roadblock:
You had to bike over a cliff to another cliff (connected by a rope) with a 200ft drop in between.
Friends and who would do it if we were on a team together (a.k.a. I got board watching the show and came up with this part)
Jevne: I forget if Jevne's afraid of heights or not... otherwise we would probably fight over it.
Matt: No clue.
Sara: Again, no clue.
Christian: Yeah, I would let him do the biking. I think he might kill me if I didn't let him.
Molly: No clue.
Beth: No clue.
and Emily: We would probably fight over who rode.
And thats my 20 minute post. Whee. Now reading that wasn't to painful, was it?
Anyway: new Sunday thing. The amazing race has started (if you dont know what it is, look it up on cbs.com) and I've decided to give you the most intresing teams, and we'll follow them week after week. I'll also write down the detours and tell you which I'd do, and talk about road blocks and talk about if I was teamed up with a friend (I do list most, if not all of you) who would do it.
Anyway, the teams we're following are as follows and if I like them or not and what place they got.
Kate and Pat: Lesbian Ministers. Come on, lesbian ministers? Sorry, but seeing as so many people say its a sin to be gay, I find it very funny. They got to the pitstop in 8th place.
Kynt and Vyxsin: Goth Couple. Oh your God! What is not great about that? Vyxsin has pink hair! Like, hot pink! Dude, they rock. They got to the pitstop 2nd.
TK and Rachel: One Month Dating; Hypies. Again. I love them. They're so funny. "I would love to be with TK the rest of my life." *laughs*
Ari and Staella: friends, gay guy and his friend. (Ari's the guy). I just like them. I dunno, don't really have a reason. They were last in and not aloud to race anymore.
Ronald and Christina: asian team; father daughter. It's just cute seeing father daughter teams. I would kill my dad. Well, maybe. We actully get on pretty well. Anyway, they got in 7th.
And,
Shana and Jennifer: Blonds: They annoy the shit out of me already, most blond teams on this show do. They're models. *gags* They got in 6th.
Ok, now the roadblock:
You had to bike over a cliff to another cliff (connected by a rope) with a 200ft drop in between.
Friends and who would do it if we were on a team together (a.k.a. I got board watching the show and came up with this part)
Jevne: I forget if Jevne's afraid of heights or not... otherwise we would probably fight over it.
Matt: No clue.
Sara: Again, no clue.
Christian: Yeah, I would let him do the biking. I think he might kill me if I didn't let him.
Molly: No clue.
Beth: No clue.
and Emily: We would probably fight over who rode.
And thats my 20 minute post. Whee. Now reading that wasn't to painful, was it?
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Can't Stand Love
Tonight was a blast.
First I had a few communication issues with the parents (and got lost on the way to Matt's).
We waited, then, for people to arrive.
When everyone who could come finally got there, we played Apples to Apples. That was interesting.
Then, Sara called Matt. How Megan couldn't tell it was Sara was beyond me. I mean... you know... I think I'll wait to put out the rest of my thought here.
We ate and watched Rent after that.
I feel sick now though. I don't know why I feel so ill. Maybe it's God's way of saying 'you need help' or 'I hate you'. What am I saying? There is no God.
I'll probably write more in this later.
Bye, and Goodnight.
P.S. My title is Can't Stand Love, because frankly, right now, I can't.
First I had a few communication issues with the parents (and got lost on the way to Matt's).
We waited, then, for people to arrive.
When everyone who could come finally got there, we played Apples to Apples. That was interesting.
Then, Sara called Matt. How Megan couldn't tell it was Sara was beyond me. I mean... you know... I think I'll wait to put out the rest of my thought here.
We ate and watched Rent after that.
I feel sick now though. I don't know why I feel so ill. Maybe it's God's way of saying 'you need help' or 'I hate you'. What am I saying? There is no God.
I'll probably write more in this later.
Bye, and Goodnight.
P.S. My title is Can't Stand Love, because frankly, right now, I can't.
Cold and New
Todays a good day for sleeves.
Like I have any clean.
Isn't that like me? On the coldest day in months, I don't have any clean pants, or sleeved shirts.
I'm wearing a skirt that stopped fitting me in 8th grade (summer before) and a tank top. I'm freezing my ass off! And I haven't even been outside today!
We keep our house at 72 degrees all year round, only, my room is over the wine cellar. That means, my room is 10 degrees colder then any other room in the house! (excepting the basement, of course).
What I don't understand is why my parents didn't move down to Phoenix when I was 3. It's WARM there. No, we stayed in Frostbite Falls with fucking Rocky and Bullwinkle!
And then, oh, here's the best part. My mother COMPLAINS on below zero days in the winter! I mean, come on. YOU were the one who chose not to move the Phoenix.
I leave you, pissed.
(Btw. My e-mail for non... how to put it, spam has changed. a.k.a. my old e-mail is for facebook and neopets cause -God!- my brothers cant not go on that for a day! Pretty much my old e-mail account is my family's kid spam address and so I made an e-mail for just me. So, anyway, my new one is cant.stand.love@gmail.com)
Like I have any clean.
Isn't that like me? On the coldest day in months, I don't have any clean pants, or sleeved shirts.
I'm wearing a skirt that stopped fitting me in 8th grade (summer before) and a tank top. I'm freezing my ass off! And I haven't even been outside today!
We keep our house at 72 degrees all year round, only, my room is over the wine cellar. That means, my room is 10 degrees colder then any other room in the house! (excepting the basement, of course).
What I don't understand is why my parents didn't move down to Phoenix when I was 3. It's WARM there. No, we stayed in Frostbite Falls with fucking Rocky and Bullwinkle!
And then, oh, here's the best part. My mother COMPLAINS on below zero days in the winter! I mean, come on. YOU were the one who chose not to move the Phoenix.
I leave you, pissed.
(Btw. My e-mail for non... how to put it, spam has changed. a.k.a. my old e-mail is for facebook and neopets cause -God!- my brothers cant not go on that for a day! Pretty much my old e-mail account is my family's kid spam address and so I made an e-mail for just me. So, anyway, my new one is cant.stand.love@gmail.com)
Bla
It's supriseing what you think of the two hours your in bed in the morning.
Thats how long I was still there this morning.
It was warm.
Whiel writing this, I'm acctully waiting for my QuickTime and Apple software to start working on my computer again (Go Updates).
I'm hungry and after three minutes in my kitchen, I found we had no more muffins and everything else we have is cold. I want warm!
So, I'm waiting until lunch when I can burn the mac&cheese I'm gonna be eating.
Anyway... I got to restart my computer or something now (Go Updates) so.. I'll write again later.
Thats how long I was still there this morning.
It was warm.
Whiel writing this, I'm acctully waiting for my QuickTime and Apple software to start working on my computer again (Go Updates).
I'm hungry and after three minutes in my kitchen, I found we had no more muffins and everything else we have is cold. I want warm!
So, I'm waiting until lunch when I can burn the mac&cheese I'm gonna be eating.
Anyway... I got to restart my computer or something now (Go Updates) so.. I'll write again later.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Give a Girl A Break
Ok. I'll admit it. I'm a nerd.
I thought about the stupid little shoulder angle again (or angel, I forget how you spell it).
The conversation I mad up today was kinda funny though.
So I was walking behind Aiden (insert long Russian last name here).
Angel: Wow. You know, Megan, he's kinda cute.
Me: Shut up.
Devil: Eww! What's that smell?
Angel: I think its him.
Devil: Wow. I'm sure thats makin Megan really want him.
Angel: Well, he was really sweet in elemtry school.
Me: So was Molly. Your point is?
Angel: Go talk to him.
Me: He's a dickhead, no way.
Angle: Go on! DJ's apprently really nice.
Me: So? He used to call me shrimp popper in elemtry school.
Angel: (annoyed) Just go talk to him!
Devil: (annoyed) Can I?
Me: Go ahead.
Devil: (walks over and kills Angel)
Me: (Gives Devil high five)
Devil: Too bad she'll never die.
Me: Yup.
And to think, I thought of writing this during Science.
Whee.
The power of boredom.
I thought about the stupid little shoulder angle again (or angel, I forget how you spell it).
The conversation I mad up today was kinda funny though.
So I was walking behind Aiden (insert long Russian last name here).
Angel: Wow. You know, Megan, he's kinda cute.
Me: Shut up.
Devil: Eww! What's that smell?
Angel: I think its him.
Devil: Wow. I'm sure thats makin Megan really want him.
Angel: Well, he was really sweet in elemtry school.
Me: So was Molly. Your point is?
Angel: Go talk to him.
Me: He's a dickhead, no way.
Angle: Go on! DJ's apprently really nice.
Me: So? He used to call me shrimp popper in elemtry school.
Angel: (annoyed) Just go talk to him!
Devil: (annoyed) Can I?
Me: Go ahead.
Devil: (walks over and kills Angel)
Me: (Gives Devil high five)
Devil: Too bad she'll never die.
Me: Yup.
And to think, I thought of writing this during Science.
Whee.
The power of boredom.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Halloween
I have no news to write about, but I geuss I can write about something insperational? Well, ok, maybe not.
Last night I was up until two. I was really tired all day and when I got home, it only got worse. So I took a nap. Dreams don't come true, but sometimes I wish mine did. I geuss everyone has dreams like those though.
Really, I have no idea what to talk about tonight. Rambling seems to be all I can do today though.
I'm going to print out a project I'm working on (note: when I say I'm working on a project, I mean I'm writing something).
Last night was halloween and I went Trick or Treating. At one house they had a haunted house set up. Me and my friend Abby were two of the 1st people there. So we go into the encloser and this boy I know jumps out at me screaming "AGG!" I hugged him.
I was a bat for halloween because I found a cape at Abby's house. I liked the cape.
Really that's all I can think to write, which, is kinda sad from my perspective.
So, I'll talk to you soon.
Last night I was up until two. I was really tired all day and when I got home, it only got worse. So I took a nap. Dreams don't come true, but sometimes I wish mine did. I geuss everyone has dreams like those though.
Really, I have no idea what to talk about tonight. Rambling seems to be all I can do today though.
I'm going to print out a project I'm working on (note: when I say I'm working on a project, I mean I'm writing something).
Last night was halloween and I went Trick or Treating. At one house they had a haunted house set up. Me and my friend Abby were two of the 1st people there. So we go into the encloser and this boy I know jumps out at me screaming "AGG!" I hugged him.
I was a bat for halloween because I found a cape at Abby's house. I liked the cape.
Really that's all I can think to write, which, is kinda sad from my perspective.
So, I'll talk to you soon.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
The Intern
I finally got my braces off!
Yes, and now I have this nice little lisp from the retainer (haha... I mean lisssp). Not that anyone seemed to notice the lisp or the fact that I have nothing on my teeth.
My favorite part about this story is, that it was the first day my dentail hygenist was working and her first time doing the procedure. I was afraid she was going to do something wrong the whole time.
At one point the orthidontist goes:
"Now, Megan, relax your lower lip."
This is when I get material for my blog. This is when I think, "Get the sharp pointy thing away from my gum and then we'll talk about this relaxing you speak of." Which came out more like, "It a arp oiny ing aay om I um n en ill alk aout i eaxin o eak a." Which only made the orthidontist and the denail hygenist laugh because they obviously had no idea what I had said.
I spent the rest of my day trying to be able to say "I think there might be a breeze," and "she sells seashells by the seashore," the rest of the day with my retainers in, which my group found quiet commical in English.
And here I am now. I'm going to go chew on ice now. Goodbye.
Yes, and now I have this nice little lisp from the retainer (haha... I mean lisssp). Not that anyone seemed to notice the lisp or the fact that I have nothing on my teeth.
My favorite part about this story is, that it was the first day my dentail hygenist was working and her first time doing the procedure. I was afraid she was going to do something wrong the whole time.
At one point the orthidontist goes:
"Now, Megan, relax your lower lip."
This is when I get material for my blog. This is when I think, "Get the sharp pointy thing away from my gum and then we'll talk about this relaxing you speak of." Which came out more like, "It a arp oiny ing aay om I um n en ill alk aout i eaxin o eak a." Which only made the orthidontist and the denail hygenist laugh because they obviously had no idea what I had said.
I spent the rest of my day trying to be able to say "I think there might be a breeze," and "she sells seashells by the seashore," the rest of the day with my retainers in, which my group found quiet commical in English.
And here I am now. I'm going to go chew on ice now. Goodbye.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Fine.
Ok, I get it! You all hate that I made my new blog privet. Well, if it bugs you that much, then fine, I'll make it to the public again. Just for a few days anyway, then it goes privet again. I had my reasons for the last one.
Now, I must go eat my instant dinner.
Now, I must go eat my instant dinner.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Book Suggestions
I need book suggestions!
Prefered: Roamnces
Please God, or I shall be reduced to reading Harry Pooter.
Thank you for your time.
Prefered: Roamnces
Please God, or I shall be reduced to reading Harry Pooter.
Thank you for your time.
Chop Off My Hair!
My grandmother called this morning, as did my grandfather. I am not to thrilled to see them.
On another not, I can't believe how heavy I am. I'm only 86 fucking pounds!!!!!!!! I am vair vair angry about this.
Special Report:
Oh your God! Mt little brother is growing up. It's so cute. He's got a girlfriend. Her name is Lyn.
She's been avoiding him latly though and he wanted edvice.
I told him then, that he needed to shower more.
And then he said the cutest little thing, "Would deodrant help, too?"
I almost died laughing. It was that funny. "Yes, it might help."
He smiled. Then he hit me saying as he left, "You put this in your blog, I will kill you."
The fun part is, he'll never know. He will never know.
Now, Jack is in 5th grade this year. The truly sad thing is, I think he's smarter then I am. I think my 9 year old brother is smarter then me, too.
In other news:
I'm going to get my hair cut again. I loiked it short. I loved my hair being all long, but then again your sense of style changes with your age. I think I'll cut it to my chin in front and a little shorter in the back because, as many have pointed out before, the hair on the back of my head grows faster then that in the front.
So, that's pretty much all I have to say right now. So, yeah. Bye.
On another not, I can't believe how heavy I am. I'm only 86 fucking pounds!!!!!!!! I am vair vair angry about this.
Special Report:
Oh your God! Mt little brother is growing up. It's so cute. He's got a girlfriend. Her name is Lyn.
She's been avoiding him latly though and he wanted edvice.
I told him then, that he needed to shower more.
And then he said the cutest little thing, "Would deodrant help, too?"
I almost died laughing. It was that funny. "Yes, it might help."
He smiled. Then he hit me saying as he left, "You put this in your blog, I will kill you."
The fun part is, he'll never know. He will never know.
Now, Jack is in 5th grade this year. The truly sad thing is, I think he's smarter then I am. I think my 9 year old brother is smarter then me, too.
In other news:
I'm going to get my hair cut again. I loiked it short. I loved my hair being all long, but then again your sense of style changes with your age. I think I'll cut it to my chin in front and a little shorter in the back because, as many have pointed out before, the hair on the back of my head grows faster then that in the front.
So, that's pretty much all I have to say right now. So, yeah. Bye.
~I'm Back~
No matter what anyone tells me, I keep writing. I like that.
Writing is like having a kid in a way. You, ok. Nevermind, bad useage of words.
That's what I love about writing, too. You can always improve. My english teacher pointted that out on Friday. Most kids growned. I sat up straiter in my seat, more itentive.
I also love being predictible, but at the same time, astounding my readers. As I child I would become the main character in a book, imagining the setting so well I was actully there. When I took up writing as a hobby at the end of 7th grade I was determind to do the same. I failed misribly. In about late October early November I started working on what I though would become a novel. What became of it? It's an unpublished novellet that will be placed in a book (I hope) with other novellets I've written. I've been working on it about a year now. Can't say I'm proud of it though. Its good, but not good enough. It needs to sound more like me, less like other books.
The most annoying part of my day, was th fact the Asley Tisdale version of Kiss The Girl was stuck in my head all day. Not that I don't like the song, but when your me, it gets annoying as hell. On another music note, when I'm not doing a replay of Kiss The Girl, I'm humming the song Girl Next Door (Saving Jane) Which I would love to have stuck in my head rather then Ashley Tisdale.
I'm glad I'm able to write again. It seems for awhile there I didn't sound like myself. It was all tight, J. K. Rowling sort of writing. But, I can write again, as well as I did this summer (which is an improvement from the writing I've been doing so recently).
I'm glad to be back. But I'm tired and have to go to bed now. By the way, if you have any color ideas for my doll house, they would be much apricated. I'm re-designing it for my designs final (I'm still wondering what posessed me to sign up for it). Anyways, I'll write again tomarrow. Goodnight!
Writing is like having a kid in a way. You, ok. Nevermind, bad useage of words.
That's what I love about writing, too. You can always improve. My english teacher pointted that out on Friday. Most kids growned. I sat up straiter in my seat, more itentive.
I also love being predictible, but at the same time, astounding my readers. As I child I would become the main character in a book, imagining the setting so well I was actully there. When I took up writing as a hobby at the end of 7th grade I was determind to do the same. I failed misribly. In about late October early November I started working on what I though would become a novel. What became of it? It's an unpublished novellet that will be placed in a book (I hope) with other novellets I've written. I've been working on it about a year now. Can't say I'm proud of it though. Its good, but not good enough. It needs to sound more like me, less like other books.
The most annoying part of my day, was th fact the Asley Tisdale version of Kiss The Girl was stuck in my head all day. Not that I don't like the song, but when your me, it gets annoying as hell. On another music note, when I'm not doing a replay of Kiss The Girl, I'm humming the song Girl Next Door (Saving Jane) Which I would love to have stuck in my head rather then Ashley Tisdale.
I'm glad I'm able to write again. It seems for awhile there I didn't sound like myself. It was all tight, J. K. Rowling sort of writing. But, I can write again, as well as I did this summer (which is an improvement from the writing I've been doing so recently).
I'm glad to be back. But I'm tired and have to go to bed now. By the way, if you have any color ideas for my doll house, they would be much apricated. I'm re-designing it for my designs final (I'm still wondering what posessed me to sign up for it). Anyways, I'll write again tomarrow. Goodnight!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Saturday
After a morning of Dead Like Me, it makes me wonder. Is death really the end of the trip, or is there more after it?
Nothing hurt very much today. Not after my day with Jevne. She gave me chocolate. Thats all I need. Her and the chocolate she brings! Its funny, whenever I'm depressed I cant eat anything but chocolate until I get better. I geuss I'll be eating a lot of chocolate then.
No party Saturday. I'll have it in June. It's warmer and junk then... and my birthdays in June, too. I don't like celebrating my birthday though. Why be alive when your gonna die anyway? Thats all a birthday is, celebrating life. Thats why it depresses me so. Why is my life so important. No one gets famous until after they're dead anyway.
Ugg. I have a headach. I'll talk to you guys later.
Nothing hurt very much today. Not after my day with Jevne. She gave me chocolate. Thats all I need. Her and the chocolate she brings! Its funny, whenever I'm depressed I cant eat anything but chocolate until I get better. I geuss I'll be eating a lot of chocolate then.
No party Saturday. I'll have it in June. It's warmer and junk then... and my birthdays in June, too. I don't like celebrating my birthday though. Why be alive when your gonna die anyway? Thats all a birthday is, celebrating life. Thats why it depresses me so. Why is my life so important. No one gets famous until after they're dead anyway.
Ugg. I have a headach. I'll talk to you guys later.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Friday
Very uncreative, but... I don't feel in the mood to make it so. In fact, I want to die.
The dance, itself, was fun. The thing is, that I had this horrible feeling at the begging. That something bad was gonna happen. As always, I was right.
At this one point in the dance, I got depressed. I suddenly felt my lip trmble. I bit it to stop from crying. It worked and I had fun agaim. I could no longer make myself look happy at the end though, like suddenly everything I knew flew out of me.
The good news is, I got everything on my check list done tonight.
1. Help friend with troubles.
2. Get other friend dancing.
3.Hit Ben if avalible.
4. Flirt.
One was easy, I didn't do anything. Two, ditto. Three was the best. Four I had no succsess with. I danced enough though. I loved it. I'm glad Emily and Beth made me dance. I am.
The bad part of using this as a dairy, is that I cant vent about the things I need to vent. I cant talk to anyone about them. I wish I could suck it up, but, I'm a worthless load of shit and doing it.
I have a reason for it. I do.
I want to cry now. I've never wanted to more in my life. But, as usual, I cant.
If there is a God, he hates me.
The dance, itself, was fun. The thing is, that I had this horrible feeling at the begging. That something bad was gonna happen. As always, I was right.
At this one point in the dance, I got depressed. I suddenly felt my lip trmble. I bit it to stop from crying. It worked and I had fun agaim. I could no longer make myself look happy at the end though, like suddenly everything I knew flew out of me.
The good news is, I got everything on my check list done tonight.
1. Help friend with troubles.
2. Get other friend dancing.
3.Hit Ben if avalible.
4. Flirt.
One was easy, I didn't do anything. Two, ditto. Three was the best. Four I had no succsess with. I danced enough though. I loved it. I'm glad Emily and Beth made me dance. I am.
The bad part of using this as a dairy, is that I cant vent about the things I need to vent. I cant talk to anyone about them. I wish I could suck it up, but, I'm a worthless load of shit and doing it.
I have a reason for it. I do.
I want to cry now. I've never wanted to more in my life. But, as usual, I cant.
If there is a God, he hates me.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Nothing to do but to sit, sit, sit, sit. And we did not like it. No, not a bit.- Cat In The Hat
I spent until now trying to think of what to write. I'm out of miterial. I'm out of topics. No more writing for Megan.
The biggest peices of news are:
Molly Gamble thought me and Emily were cute together and was disapointed when we she heard we broke up (she heard yesterday).
And...
MOLLY AND CHRISTIAN R GOING TO THE DANCE TOGETHER!!!!! *screams with excitement*
Thats about it though. Not a lot to say. Mt writing is getting worse and worse everyday now and I have to find cat ears by tomarrow. So I'm off to Target. Goodbye.
The biggest peices of news are:
Molly Gamble thought me and Emily were cute together and was disapointed when we she heard we broke up (she heard yesterday).
And...
MOLLY AND CHRISTIAN R GOING TO THE DANCE TOGETHER!!!!! *screams with excitement*
Thats about it though. Not a lot to say. Mt writing is getting worse and worse everyday now and I have to find cat ears by tomarrow. So I'm off to Target. Goodbye.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
A Little Angel on Your Shoulder
You remeber when you were little and in the cartoons you watched the character would sometimes have themselfs on their shoulders? Only the thing was the guys on their shoulder was dressed as a devil (usually on the left shoulder) and a angel (usually on the right). Well, I felt like I had a devil and an angel today (mostly for the amuzement of the readers). It was kinda funny. Most of the day, I felt like flicking the angel off my shoulder. She was being vair vair annoying.
It kinda like talking to myslef (my mom calls it 'an over active imagination'). One 9of the conversations the 3 of us had (or, techincally the one of us) went something like this:
Angel: You know, you should go to the dance. You had fun last year remeber?
Devil: Yeah, because she was insane last year. Dude, you should totally stay home. You can watch 8 to 10 hours of Dead Like Me.
Angel: But aren't all your friends going, Megan? Don't you want to hang with them?
Devil: Friends? (laughter)
Angel: I mean, Beth and Matt and all them.
Devil: (laughing harder)
Me: Yeah. Stop laughing. Damnit! (flicks devil off shoulder) They are my friends. (more uncertainly) Right?
Angel: Duh.
It's kinda like a fairy story, what goes on in my head sometimes. Maybe I'll write all the conversations down one day. I mean, I am a writer, even if I'm not a very good one.
It kinda like talking to myslef (my mom calls it 'an over active imagination'). One 9of the conversations the 3 of us had (or, techincally the one of us) went something like this:
Angel: You know, you should go to the dance. You had fun last year remeber?
Devil: Yeah, because she was insane last year. Dude, you should totally stay home. You can watch 8 to 10 hours of Dead Like Me.
Angel: But aren't all your friends going, Megan? Don't you want to hang with them?
Devil: Friends? (laughter)
Angel: I mean, Beth and Matt and all them.
Devil: (laughing harder)
Me: Yeah. Stop laughing. Damnit! (flicks devil off shoulder) They are my friends. (more uncertainly) Right?
Angel: Duh.
It's kinda like a fairy story, what goes on in my head sometimes. Maybe I'll write all the conversations down one day. I mean, I am a writer, even if I'm not a very good one.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Happy Sounding to Terribly Mad
I spend my free time reading and writing usually. (I also talk to my friends, but this is about my hobbies, so, sorry.) I read to figure our what I'm doing wrong with my own writing and to figure out how to get a good reaction out of people. The writing, it comes naturally.
Most people's fist thought when they look at my writing (or the first comment they give to me anyway) is that my spelling is atroshish (haha, get it?), which is very true. I cannot spell right for the life of me and the more tired I am, the worse my spelling gets.
The next comment I get is: It was good, though I really have no clue what they mean when they say this. I don't know if they're lying or not. I don't know if they mean 'it was good. write more. I want to know how it ends' or 'it was good, but it could do with a little sprusing up' or a nice midum between the two. I find this terriblly annoying. As a writer I would enjoy to have critisum, because thats the only way I can improve. (And compliments are bad. Very, very bad.)
Now that I have that part of my life written, I don't have to again. Ever again.
Instead I'll write abouthow I feel, which, in comparison of yesterday, is pretty crappy. I have tried to write this bit about 40,000,000 times before getting to this point. I feel increaingly worried of my grades. (Whoo! Stress!) I have an 'F' right now in Science because of my vacation and I owe Mrs. Dobson $5 for a new small graduated cyliender because I broke one today.(smooth, huh?) I feel so stupid. It's like, I can't get any smarter and the important stuff just isn't sticking, but the fact the Walt Disney thought that if you went in a strait line, you got bored, so to make sure his theme park was always fun he made the roads curve, stays in my head forever. I don't even like Disney!
I also hate when I know somethings wrong with me and can't express it unless I write it down.(Or, techinically, in this case, type it down.) I cannot believe I can't express my... annoyence toward myslef, and sometimes even towards others. I'm a writer and I can't even properly comunicate what I want to say!
I also hate that I cant seem to ever cry at the right times. I cry when I'm frustrated, but I don't ever seem to cry when I'm sad. I ask myslef this qeustion a lot, but, WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I SEEM TO CRY FOR SOMETHING IMPORTANT?! WHY CAN'T I BE NORMAL?!
Ok, I'm sure you've heard enough from me today. Until next time.
Most people's fist thought when they look at my writing (or the first comment they give to me anyway) is that my spelling is atroshish (haha, get it?), which is very true. I cannot spell right for the life of me and the more tired I am, the worse my spelling gets.
The next comment I get is: It was good, though I really have no clue what they mean when they say this. I don't know if they're lying or not. I don't know if they mean 'it was good. write more. I want to know how it ends' or 'it was good, but it could do with a little sprusing up' or a nice midum between the two. I find this terriblly annoying. As a writer I would enjoy to have critisum, because thats the only way I can improve. (And compliments are bad. Very, very bad.)
Now that I have that part of my life written, I don't have to again. Ever again.
Instead I'll write abouthow I feel, which, in comparison of yesterday, is pretty crappy. I have tried to write this bit about 40,000,000 times before getting to this point. I feel increaingly worried of my grades. (Whoo! Stress!) I have an 'F' right now in Science because of my vacation and I owe Mrs. Dobson $5 for a new small graduated cyliender because I broke one today.(smooth, huh?) I feel so stupid. It's like, I can't get any smarter and the important stuff just isn't sticking, but the fact the Walt Disney thought that if you went in a strait line, you got bored, so to make sure his theme park was always fun he made the roads curve, stays in my head forever. I don't even like Disney!
I also hate when I know somethings wrong with me and can't express it unless I write it down.(Or, techinically, in this case, type it down.) I cannot believe I can't express my... annoyence toward myslef, and sometimes even towards others. I'm a writer and I can't even properly comunicate what I want to say!
I also hate that I cant seem to ever cry at the right times. I cry when I'm frustrated, but I don't ever seem to cry when I'm sad. I ask myslef this qeustion a lot, but, WHY THE FUCK CAN'T I SEEM TO CRY FOR SOMETHING IMPORTANT?! WHY CAN'T I BE NORMAL?!
Ok, I'm sure you've heard enough from me today. Until next time.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Attention Folks!
Being tripped is not fun.
Having Rug burn is not fun.
Having everyone but your friend who was standing 4 feet away asks you if your alright sucks.
In other news, I went to the orthodontist and good news:
I GET MY BRACES OFF IN A WEEK!!!!!!
And I don't have to wear rubber bands ever again.
AND my retiner is going to be purple.
That's all I have to say today. Goodbye.
Having Rug burn is not fun.
Having everyone but your friend who was standing 4 feet away asks you if your alright sucks.
In other news, I went to the orthodontist and good news:
I GET MY BRACES OFF IN A WEEK!!!!!!
And I don't have to wear rubber bands ever again.
AND my retiner is going to be purple.
That's all I have to say today. Goodbye.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
My Entire Week, Summed up in One Post
I'm back! Ok, so I'm going to do this in list form (I've been planing this since wednesday so its for me not for you). I might have some more written for funny events or events I want more detailed, but other then that, it'll be a list.
I'll start with homecomming since I didn't have time to write about that.
In English that day, I knew how it felt to be a porn star. Now that I know, I never want to be one again. That's all I have to say about that.
The homecomming ritual was fun, and I thank Emily for my admission again (you're souviner is great, you'll love it).
Ok, time to list.
Day 1: Getting there and Disney: Magic Kingdom
I'll start with homecomming since I didn't have time to write about that.
In English that day, I knew how it felt to be a porn star. Now that I know, I never want to be one again. That's all I have to say about that.
The homecomming ritual was fun, and I thank Emily for my admission again (you're souviner is great, you'll love it).
Ok, time to list.
Day 1: Getting there and Disney: Magic Kingdom
- 4:00 Plane Ride on the fucking smallest plane ever!
- Alanta: I miss my friends already
Now, the gross thing about here, is that we got some food at a place here and my dad wrung greese out of a fry. Gross, no?
- Nap when we get to the condo
I put in Princess Monokee by Hayao Miyazaki (my brother's choice. I am not obsessed, thank you very much!) About halfway through the movie I fell asleep and when I awoke (or, better put, woken up by my brothers) when the movie was over (thus why the slimey little bastards woke me).
- Space Mountain
- Monsters Inc.: Laugh Room (where mym father was the guy who "doesn't think this is funny)
- Tea Cups: when Megan rides multiple times and barfs twice.
While waiting in line for this ride, my father tells me that if you're going to be a writer, you have to go on at least one drug trip (thus Alice in Wonderland). I just laugh and barf.
- Splash Mountain: When the boys ask me who "Bere Rabbit" is
Ok, so here, on the way in, my dad goes, "Boy, the really have the Bere Conditioning going, don't they?" and after, while still on the ride he goes, "Now, to make sure you don't get off the ride dry, they have a hillybilly spray you with a garden hose." No hillybilly. No garden hose. Less enjoyable.
- Pirates: When Megan runs out of money (No souviners for you! Mwa ha ha ha ha!)
- Getting lost on the way back to the condo: Fun For The Whole Family!
And that's just day 1... sometimes I worry for my parents sainty (a.k.a. my father) No cute boy sightings yet.
Day 2: Disney: MGM Studios
- Wake Up
- Ride Tower of Terror (I'm not typing 7 arriving at Disney Parks, damnit!)
- Drew Carry: sounds studio (when I refuse to go on the Star Wars ride)
- Jedi Guy: Starring some Disney employee! (when I say, "Hell, yeah! I'm going to the dark side. Come on Vader!
Ok, so some guy was dressed in a jedi costume and was teaching these 5 year olds to use a lightsaber and darth comes up and askes them to go to the dark side with him. I, being sick of the jedi, scream at the stage, "I'll join ya!" No one else notices but my very embarresed parents.
- Muppets
- Pizza Planet (Why I love Jack)
Ok, weird, I know. You see, I wanted a Stitch toy because Stitch rocks, but it was $11. So we go to this Disney version of Chuckie Cheese and I see this crain machine filled with Lilo and Stitch dolls. $3.50 later I had a Stitch toy AND a Lilo. (I got the Lilo myslef, Jack won the Stitch for me.)
- Rockin Rollarcoster also known as Headach World!: staring Areosmith (It's not that I didn't like the music... the Rollarcoster part was awful though... and my brother didn't want to do it twice, so I had to go again)
- Fanrasmic also known as Fanstupid
At this point, I beginto miss my friends real bad. See, they had this pocahontas thing, and I thought of Sara.
Day 3: Sea World
- Wake up
- Mantee's: The sea cow: more homesickness
- Alantis: the awful water ride, now in this special TV offer, you get one mime totally free!
- Lunch
- Shamoo the killer whale also known as Shampoo
- Wild Artic: Star Wars with Polar Bears
- Kraken: one of the best rollarcosters ever!
- Sharks: Welcome to Underwater World!
- Penguins (smelliest bird on earth) and puffins (not as smelly as penguins)
- Buying a Grover puppet
My dad does voices and one he can do is Grover. He said," I, Grover, am here to teach you the evils of sports gambling so I might get an early release. It was fucking hillarious.
- Leaving SeaWorld (allauha!)
- Compter Night: talking to Megan: wanting to die
Day 4:Universal: Islands Of Adventure
- Suess Land
My dad asked me to write the story he made up entitled: The Sneetches meet The Lorax. The sneetches kill the lorax and eat him. The End.
- The Lost Contant: Deuling Dragons Ride: Another good Rollarcoster
- Jerrassic Park: Lamest water ride ever
- Cartoon Lan: Dudley Do-Right Ride
When Hillybillys really did spray us with garden hoses!
- Hero Land (Hulk: best rollarcoster ever!)
THis is whn I refused to take pictures next to anyone who wasn't a girl superhero. I mean, they do all the work and the guys get all the credit. Like for instance: X-Men. If Rouge hadn't been there, there'd be no Wolverine.
Day 5: The Ocean and NASA
- The Ocean
On the way there we saw a sigh reading: Kola-T-Cars
- NASA
Day 6: Univeral: Studios
- Jevne texts!
- Terminater 2 (Owen has an axsiety attack)
- E.T. (Lamest ride, longest wait)
- Men in Black (and alien would eat me)
- Jaws: when I wish the shark would have eaten Matt (not my friend, the "tour guild")
- Earthqauke: when I lose it (WHEE! Spaz attack!)
- The Mummy: when I meet Drew
He sat next to me on the ride. He was 14, had brown curly hair (lighter then Matt's), and had a brittish acsent. Need I say more? (I even got "scared" on the ride. Ha ha ha.)
- Twister: More hypervenilation for Megan!
- Shrek 4D: Nothing to report
- Dinner at Downtown Disney
- Computers: Talking to Matt
- Jevne calls!
Day 7: Disney: Animal Kingdom
- Wake up call (literally) Sorry if I hung up on you!
- Rapids Ride
The first time I didn't get wet, so I went again with my bro. The I got soaked. Didn't dry off until I got home that night.
- Everst: Pretty cool rollarcoster
- It's Tough To Be A Bug: still hate the creepy crawlies
- Finding Nemo: The Musical (Yes. The musical.)
- Dinosaur Ride (when Jack wet himself in fear)
- Sleep
Day 8: Pack up, Go Home
- Clean Room
- Cheack Out
- Downtown Disney (Souviner time!)
- Airport: Finding the week I leabe, the guys come
- Plane
- Alanta: when I see all the hot guys who are flying back to MN with me)
- Plane
- HOME!!!!!!
Ok, so, I'll post pictures as soon as I can and... here's a list of souviners and the people I got them for:
- Emily: Christmas Ordiment
- Jevne: Shells
- Matt: Stuffed Toy
- Sara: Stuffed Toy
- Molly: Keychain
- Beth: Keychain
As they say: Ta ta for now!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Florida
I'm off to Florida my friends, and instead of sending out a mass e-mail like every other loser in America, I'm telling you'll this way.
I will write several posts about my vacation in full detail when I get back, so, see you in a week!
I will write several posts about my vacation in full detail when I get back, so, see you in a week!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Cookies!
This post isn't actully about cookies of course, its about... love?
My insperation is back *corwd cheers) thank you, thank you.
I really don't have much to say again (that's nothing new). So... I geuss I'll see ya'll tomarrow (figuritivly).
My insperation is back *corwd cheers) thank you, thank you.
I really don't have much to say again (that's nothing new). So... I geuss I'll see ya'll tomarrow (figuritivly).
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Cold
Why so far north?
Why?
I mean, I love sonw, but why does it have to be so cold that we're freezing our asses off?
Thank God, I'm going to Florida.
Why?
I mean, I love sonw, but why does it have to be so cold that we're freezing our asses off?
Thank God, I'm going to Florida.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Girl Scouts
Girl Scouts is nice,
Girl Scouts is long.
I hate the people there,
but I love the....song?
Emmi lost her voice,
and when I laugh,
she smacks me beside the head,
breaking my.....ass?
Really all I have to say...
This poetry thing is hard by the way.
Girl Scouts is long.
I hate the people there,
but I love the....song?
Emmi lost her voice,
and when I laugh,
she smacks me beside the head,
breaking my.....ass?
Really all I have to say...
This poetry thing is hard by the way.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Fishies
I like candy.
I like candy shaped like things ( mainly animals... especially monkies).
Therefore, I like the fish candy the Wootten's gave me.
Thank you guys!
I like candy shaped like things ( mainly animals... especially monkies).
Therefore, I like the fish candy the Wootten's gave me.
Thank you guys!
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Happiness and Muffins
Yay!! Only the Wootten's left to except now! Let's see.
I had muffins 4 breakfast while watching Pokemon (nothing else was on that I could stand that my brothers could watch, too. Also we have Dead Like Me from NetFilx so I'll be watching that later.
I'm going to have a bagle for lunch and I'm going to eat so many cheetos they're going to be comming out of my pours!
Unforchunatly, starting next Saturday (the 13th) I will have no computer axcess for a week. I'm going to Florida. But, whatevs. I wont have to do the community servise project with you'll.
I can't wait until I go! There's this pizza place at the resort thats really good. Plus, I'll finally see the ocean for the 1st time *eyes glitter*.
Also, I know you all are wondering why I made a new blog. Well, I don't think that's any of your buissness, so there.
Oh-your-God! I'm so fucking hyper. My dad let me watch Baxter last night. Have any of you heard of that movie? Baxter. It's an Alfred Hitchcocik movie and its really good. It's in french. I almost couldn't watch it though on account of my mother. She thought I was gonna wet myself in fear or something.
Can you tell I'm hyper?
I had muffins 4 breakfast while watching Pokemon (nothing else was on that I could stand that my brothers could watch, too. Also we have Dead Like Me from NetFilx so I'll be watching that later.
I'm going to have a bagle for lunch and I'm going to eat so many cheetos they're going to be comming out of my pours!
Unforchunatly, starting next Saturday (the 13th) I will have no computer axcess for a week. I'm going to Florida. But, whatevs. I wont have to do the community servise project with you'll.
I can't wait until I go! There's this pizza place at the resort thats really good. Plus, I'll finally see the ocean for the 1st time *eyes glitter*.
Also, I know you all are wondering why I made a new blog. Well, I don't think that's any of your buissness, so there.
Oh-your-God! I'm so fucking hyper. My dad let me watch Baxter last night. Have any of you heard of that movie? Baxter. It's an Alfred Hitchcocik movie and its really good. It's in french. I almost couldn't watch it though on account of my mother. She thought I was gonna wet myself in fear or something.
Can you tell I'm hyper?
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