Hey, Soul Sister by Train
Jesse's Girl- Glee Cast
Animal- Neon Trees
Alice- Avril Lavign
If This Were a Movie- Taylor Swift
Gives You Hell- All American Rejects
I'm Yours (remix)- Jason Mraz
Holiday- Green Day
Rhythm of Love- Plain White Ts
Fergalicious- Fergie
Already Gone- Kellie Clarkson
Pour Some Sugar on Me- Def Leppard
Untouchable- Taylor Swift
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Ketchup!
A family of tomatoes was walking along, when the little girl tomato fell behind. The mom turned around and shouted "KETCHUP!"
(cue laughter)
Hey! It's been a while since I really blogged, so I must 'ketchup' (har har). We got back from our Las Vegas trip this Sunday. It was great! We went through Idaho, into Montana, down through Wyoming, into Colorado, over into New Mexico, over to Arizona (grand canyon), up into Nevada (Sin City) and back through Oregon then back to Washington. All in two weeks! I was ready to get out of the car. The funny thing is that next week I have another trip to go on, so I'll be climbing back into the car anyway.
I spent this morning catching up on homework (urghhh). Raine went to Comi-con (is that how its spelled?) and brought me a roller derby poster! I used it to add to the ever growing number of posters and whatnot on my wall.
On Tuesday I woke up with a high fever. Whoppee. I guess that was Tonasket saying 'Welcome Home.' Its gone today, though, thank gosh. I just got out of my PJ's for the first time in two days a couple hours ago.
So that's whats been happening to me. Riveting, simply riveting. ;)
(cue laughter)
Hey! It's been a while since I really blogged, so I must 'ketchup' (har har). We got back from our Las Vegas trip this Sunday. It was great! We went through Idaho, into Montana, down through Wyoming, into Colorado, over into New Mexico, over to Arizona (grand canyon), up into Nevada (Sin City) and back through Oregon then back to Washington. All in two weeks! I was ready to get out of the car. The funny thing is that next week I have another trip to go on, so I'll be climbing back into the car anyway.
I spent this morning catching up on homework (urghhh). Raine went to Comi-con (is that how its spelled?) and brought me a roller derby poster! I used it to add to the ever growing number of posters and whatnot on my wall.
On Tuesday I woke up with a high fever. Whoppee. I guess that was Tonasket saying 'Welcome Home.' Its gone today, though, thank gosh. I just got out of my PJ's for the first time in two days a couple hours ago.
So that's whats been happening to me. Riveting, simply riveting. ;)
Friday, March 4, 2011
The Ending of the Beginning, and Vice Versa
Does anyone ever expect to be glad when vacations over? My guess is no.
But, for some reason, I am. Sure, these past two weeks have been amazing! Tons of great food, lots of good times, and plenty of pictures to document our trip. But honestly? I'm ready to go home. Take a bath in my own bathroom. Sleep in my own room. Smell something other than cigarettes and overpriced perfume.
But, for some reason, I am. Sure, these past two weeks have been amazing! Tons of great food, lots of good times, and plenty of pictures to document our trip. But honestly? I'm ready to go home. Take a bath in my own bathroom. Sleep in my own room. Smell something other than cigarettes and overpriced perfume.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Electrifying (Ee-Lek-Truh-Fy-Ing)
Okay, that was seriously awesome. Not to brag, but it was SERIOUSLY. AWESOME.
Sorry, let me explain.
Today we had to present our MAD (make a difference) video about the great pacific garbage patch (and yadda, yadda, yadda). I was FREAKING OUT inside because I had to do most of the talking but I ended up sucking it up and putting on my big girl pants. Or skinny jeans. Whatevs.
When we got to the school everyone, and I mean EVERYONE was in the gym where we were giving our presentation. My heart was beating so fast and so hard that I could hardly talk right. They were quiet while I gave my presentation, and then we showed our video.
If I hadn't messed around with the end of the video and put in 'I like Tacos' I think my presentation would have flopped. But I did. and everyone laughed and applauded. When I asked questions they were all like 'What kind of tacos do you like?'
Yes, It was electrifying! I WANT TO DO IT AGAIN!!!
Sorry, let me explain.
Today we had to present our MAD (make a difference) video about the great pacific garbage patch (and yadda, yadda, yadda). I was FREAKING OUT inside because I had to do most of the talking but I ended up sucking it up and putting on my big girl pants. Or skinny jeans. Whatevs.
When we got to the school everyone, and I mean EVERYONE was in the gym where we were giving our presentation. My heart was beating so fast and so hard that I could hardly talk right. They were quiet while I gave my presentation, and then we showed our video.
If I hadn't messed around with the end of the video and put in 'I like Tacos' I think my presentation would have flopped. But I did. and everyone laughed and applauded. When I asked questions they were all like 'What kind of tacos do you like?'
Yes, It was electrifying! I WANT TO DO IT AGAIN!!!
Monday, February 7, 2011
Chomp
And so it begins. This morning I started on the Raw Food diet. I hope I can stay on it for at least a couple months until summer. I want to have real (not invisible) abs. Okay, so I don't need to have them bulging or anything, but it would be nice if they were actually there. I just want to be teeny.
The diet involves only fruits, veggies, and nuts. I know, sounds harsh right? But there's tons of things you can do with raw food. They even have recipe books. Ever heard of Raw Chocolate Pie? Delicious. Raw pumpkin pie? Even better. Zucchini Spaghetti? Don't even get me started. They have endless recipes, and the best part is there's no calorie limit or meal limit or anything. You can eat all freakin day if you want to and its still fine.
In addition to the diet (i'm munching on baby carrots as I type) everyone in my family got a gym membership, so I'll be going there around three times a week to tone up. I want to work on arms, abs, and legs. That is most important.
Another awesome thing about the diet is that it makes you have AWESOME SKIN (something so precious in a teenagers life) and really vivid eye color, plus your hair grows all healthy and soft. So I'm definitely looking forward to the benefits of this diet. And I will stick to it, because I'm stubborn.
By this summer I will look AMAZING.
The diet involves only fruits, veggies, and nuts. I know, sounds harsh right? But there's tons of things you can do with raw food. They even have recipe books. Ever heard of Raw Chocolate Pie? Delicious. Raw pumpkin pie? Even better. Zucchini Spaghetti? Don't even get me started. They have endless recipes, and the best part is there's no calorie limit or meal limit or anything. You can eat all freakin day if you want to and its still fine.
In addition to the diet (i'm munching on baby carrots as I type) everyone in my family got a gym membership, so I'll be going there around three times a week to tone up. I want to work on arms, abs, and legs. That is most important.
Another awesome thing about the diet is that it makes you have AWESOME SKIN (something so precious in a teenagers life) and really vivid eye color, plus your hair grows all healthy and soft. So I'm definitely looking forward to the benefits of this diet. And I will stick to it, because I'm stubborn.
By this summer I will look AMAZING.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
As Good as it Gets
I guess the whole point of an online blog is to share your feelings, thoughts, daily activites... yadda, yadda, yadda. Only; what if your life isn't exactly eventful?
You want to know what I did today? It wasn't that interesting. (Well, okay maybe there was an incident in the kitchen when Dakota caught the pancake on fire but, whatever, that happens like every day). So you may read this but really, its not interesting at all. Not in the slightest. Nope.
I am currently: blogging
I am wearing: A T-shirt that used to be my dad's. And my PJ pants. Which were purchased in the Male section of Wal-Mart in Wenatchee.
I am eating: Food for thought. Do people even read my blog? Do they care?
I am drinking: Nothing. I am thirsty
I am listening to: My computer. It sounds like space ship
I am looking forward to: Four o clock. Raine comes over then.
I am not looking forward to: Math class tomorrow morning
I need to: Do more homework.
As you can see; I have nothing of interest to blog about. So you may make me feel guilty for not blogging, but the point is that I have nothing-- NOTHING-- to blog about! AHHH!
Now that I'm done having a nervous breakdown, please enjoy this image
You want to know what I did today? It wasn't that interesting. (Well, okay maybe there was an incident in the kitchen when Dakota caught the pancake on fire but, whatever, that happens like every day). So you may read this but really, its not interesting at all. Not in the slightest. Nope.
I am currently: blogging
I am wearing: A T-shirt that used to be my dad's. And my PJ pants. Which were purchased in the Male section of Wal-Mart in Wenatchee.
I am eating: Food for thought. Do people even read my blog? Do they care?
I am drinking: Nothing. I am thirsty
I am listening to: My computer. It sounds like space ship
I am looking forward to: Four o clock. Raine comes over then.
I am not looking forward to: Math class tomorrow morning
I need to: Do more homework.
As you can see; I have nothing of interest to blog about. So you may make me feel guilty for not blogging, but the point is that I have nothing-- NOTHING-- to blog about! AHHH!
Now that I'm done having a nervous breakdown, please enjoy this image
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Conquest!
Today is the day.
Indeed it is THE day- the day I will finally defeat both Aunt Paula, Jesse, AND Raine in Age of Empires. My strategy is quite simple. Only, I don't have one. That's how simple it is. But, alas, I'm determined to beat them. So instead of being crushed by seige rams in the first five minutes of the game, I can proudly declare (holding my fist in the air, of course) "VICTORY IS MINE!!! I LAUGH IN YOUR FACE, AMATURE AOE OPPONENTS! HA! HA! HA!"
And then, of course, I'll drink coffee with an enigmatic smirk on my face. Ha.
VICTORY SHALL BE MINE!!! FINALLY!!
Indeed it is THE day- the day I will finally defeat both Aunt Paula, Jesse, AND Raine in Age of Empires. My strategy is quite simple. Only, I don't have one. That's how simple it is. But, alas, I'm determined to beat them. So instead of being crushed by seige rams in the first five minutes of the game, I can proudly declare (holding my fist in the air, of course) "VICTORY IS MINE!!! I LAUGH IN YOUR FACE, AMATURE AOE OPPONENTS! HA! HA! HA!"
And then, of course, I'll drink coffee with an enigmatic smirk on my face. Ha.
VICTORY SHALL BE MINE!!! FINALLY!!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
A Girl's Job
(Please note. Some of my descriptions may be exaggerations of the truth in order to capture attention of the reader. To make that statement clearer- the guys bathroom in our house is not nearly as horrific as I made it sound. Please refrain from reading the following if you are young, elderly, or if you have just eaten.)
In the world of feminism, you have your girly-girls and your tomboys. I like to think that I'm somewhere in the gray- meaning I can play football with the guys but still be recognized as a semi-attractive female being. As of yesterday, I'm learning that I lack some of the skills that most girls have naturally. Let me elaborate.
2 p.m. I'm bored- and tired of my gross, chipped toenails. They were last painted at Shelby's house about a week ago and they were starting to look nasty. I really only wanted to remove the paint, that's all. It's certainly not rocket science- at least not to most. But there was one teeny issue- the polish remover was in the other house in the guys bathroom (it used to be the family bathroom and let's just say I haven't used polish remover in a lonnng time). No biggie- even though I wasn't particularly looking forward to trekking into the guys house. It scares me a little. I like to think that I'm not bothered by gross guy stench and mess, but it sounds about as appealing as hanging out in the woods with a bunch of those creepy red-cloaked monsters from 'The Village'. (Gee, thanks, M N Shamalan. You've ruined camping for me FOREVER!). So anyways, I put on my shoes and headed over. The other house was actually pretty clean-- but when I looked at the door to the bathroom I couldn't help but think of all those horror movies. What was lurking behind there? Sludge? Severed limbs? I expected the worse.
The light was dim and it reeked of body odor. The walls told tales of a recent crime scene- mysterious spatters of red in one spot or another. A thick layer of grime coated the sink. I inhaled deeply before entering- savoring my breath. Gingerly I moved around bottles and containers on the shelf. No polish remover. I opened the med cabinet and thoroughly searched it. Still nothing. But I did find red nail polish. A thought occurred to me. Why did I have to remove the old polish? Why not just paint over the old?
That is why ten minutes later I was safely back in my room, unscrewing the cap to the polish. Other girls made it look so easy (painting toenails, that is). But I found that as I tried to oh-so-carefully paint, the brush wouldn't agree with me. It got all over my big toe.
Cursing, I tried to wipe away the excess polish. Nothing was working. I was merely smearing it all over my foot and I was getting it on my hands too. By the time I was finally finished the toes on my left foot looked so awful that I wished I'd have never touched them.
Sigh. I guess I'm just more of a tomboy.
In the world of feminism, you have your girly-girls and your tomboys. I like to think that I'm somewhere in the gray- meaning I can play football with the guys but still be recognized as a semi-attractive female being. As of yesterday, I'm learning that I lack some of the skills that most girls have naturally. Let me elaborate.
2 p.m. I'm bored- and tired of my gross, chipped toenails. They were last painted at Shelby's house about a week ago and they were starting to look nasty. I really only wanted to remove the paint, that's all. It's certainly not rocket science- at least not to most. But there was one teeny issue- the polish remover was in the other house in the guys bathroom (it used to be the family bathroom and let's just say I haven't used polish remover in a lonnng time). No biggie- even though I wasn't particularly looking forward to trekking into the guys house. It scares me a little. I like to think that I'm not bothered by gross guy stench and mess, but it sounds about as appealing as hanging out in the woods with a bunch of those creepy red-cloaked monsters from 'The Village'. (Gee, thanks, M N Shamalan. You've ruined camping for me FOREVER!). So anyways, I put on my shoes and headed over. The other house was actually pretty clean-- but when I looked at the door to the bathroom I couldn't help but think of all those horror movies. What was lurking behind there? Sludge? Severed limbs? I expected the worse.
The light was dim and it reeked of body odor. The walls told tales of a recent crime scene- mysterious spatters of red in one spot or another. A thick layer of grime coated the sink. I inhaled deeply before entering- savoring my breath. Gingerly I moved around bottles and containers on the shelf. No polish remover. I opened the med cabinet and thoroughly searched it. Still nothing. But I did find red nail polish. A thought occurred to me. Why did I have to remove the old polish? Why not just paint over the old?
That is why ten minutes later I was safely back in my room, unscrewing the cap to the polish. Other girls made it look so easy (painting toenails, that is). But I found that as I tried to oh-so-carefully paint, the brush wouldn't agree with me. It got all over my big toe.
Cursing, I tried to wipe away the excess polish. Nothing was working. I was merely smearing it all over my foot and I was getting it on my hands too. By the time I was finally finished the toes on my left foot looked so awful that I wished I'd have never touched them.
Sigh. I guess I'm just more of a tomboy.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Looking Forward
Listening to 'King of Anything' by Sarah Barallies. It's songs like these that make me wonder how I could ever be sad. Every time I hear it, it makes me smile for some reason. Any bad mood? *poof!* gone! Did you know it takes more face muscles to frown than smile? I have made a personal resolve to continue to be happy and make others happy. Because being sad sucks!
Who cares if you disagree? You are not me. Who made you king of anything? :)
Who cares if you disagree? You are not me. Who made you king of anything? :)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Dandruff Falling From the Sky
So. It's supposed to snow like a foot tonight. Supposed. To. But is it going to? I'm tired of bogus weather predictions. They're a major bummer. And I don't like bummers. They're like cold buckets of water on happy days. So, as nasty as my description of snow is (see title of this post) I DO hope it snows. I mean, how awesome would it be to make snowmen at the skate park down town. I'll tell you the answer to that question. VERY AWESOME.
Science fair is coming up again. I asked Carol if I could do the same project as last year (Does music affect your heart rate?). She said no. Big surprise there. The problem is, the only science fair projects I'm interested in doing involve music. So why not? I mean, I didn't even get to show my science project last year because I went to Seattle the same week they gave their presentation. It's majorly lame that I can't re-do a very fun project. I even asked Carol if her answer would change in the case that I wrote an essay providing sufficient reasons why I should be able to do said science fair project (in those fancy terms, too) and she STILL said no. Psh. Teachers.
So now I sit here, disappointed and defeated, and feeling fat from all those darn Saltine crackers I ate (with butter.) And I wonder what not-so-fun project I'll be stuck with. Anyway. I guess I'll blog more LATER. For now, I just simply say; BE GONE!
Science fair is coming up again. I asked Carol if I could do the same project as last year (Does music affect your heart rate?). She said no. Big surprise there. The problem is, the only science fair projects I'm interested in doing involve music. So why not? I mean, I didn't even get to show my science project last year because I went to Seattle the same week they gave their presentation. It's majorly lame that I can't re-do a very fun project. I even asked Carol if her answer would change in the case that I wrote an essay providing sufficient reasons why I should be able to do said science fair project (in those fancy terms, too) and she STILL said no. Psh. Teachers.
So now I sit here, disappointed and defeated, and feeling fat from all those darn Saltine crackers I ate (with butter.) And I wonder what not-so-fun project I'll be stuck with. Anyway. I guess I'll blog more LATER. For now, I just simply say; BE GONE!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Excuuuse me for Being a Pessimest
Oh, Ma. Why do you always have to sound so optimistic in your blogs?? It makes all the REST of us seem like the grim reaper.
This will be a quick post, used to inform you that it is not me who has been lazily leaving my clothes all over my bedroom and failing to throw out my garbage once I'm finished with it. It is not me who has been carelessly shoving things into my drawer. Not me who hasn't made my bed, but, in fact, left it rumpled. Not me who hasn't swept, hasn't done laundry, hasn't washed my mirror, hasn't dusted. All of the aforementioned was done by my evil twin. Not Raine, but the other one. The one NO ONE knows about. And if you refuse to put the blame on her then fine, I'll take it all. At least my bookshelf is organized. So while you FORCIBLY ACCUSE ME OF HEINOUS ACTS OF SLOB-LIKE BEHAVIOR, I'll just kick my skateboard out of the way and try to make my way across the room. Eck, someone should really clean up after her.
This will be a quick post, used to inform you that it is not me who has been lazily leaving my clothes all over my bedroom and failing to throw out my garbage once I'm finished with it. It is not me who has been carelessly shoving things into my drawer. Not me who hasn't made my bed, but, in fact, left it rumpled. Not me who hasn't swept, hasn't done laundry, hasn't washed my mirror, hasn't dusted. All of the aforementioned was done by my evil twin. Not Raine, but the other one. The one NO ONE knows about. And if you refuse to put the blame on her then fine, I'll take it all. At least my bookshelf is organized. So while you FORCIBLY ACCUSE ME OF HEINOUS ACTS OF SLOB-LIKE BEHAVIOR, I'll just kick my skateboard out of the way and try to make my way across the room. Eck, someone should really clean up after her.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
House Sitting and the Ballet of Laughs
Raine has deserted me.
No, really. She's going to be gone for two weeks. That's fourteen days. 336 hours. 20,160 minutes. 1,209,600 seconds!! :( While she's gone I get the special honor of taking care of her SPOILED ROTTEN kitty cats!!
I suppose it won't be so very long. But still. Sometimes a girl just wants to MOPE AROUND for pete's sake. Who is Pete anyway? And why is he ALWAYS BUTTING INTO MY LIFE!?! WHAT GAVE HIM THE RIGHT?!?!?!?!
Ok, sorry. Overreacting. But you can probably tell I'm kind of going insane. Kind of... heh heh heh. Ahem.
Anyway, I went to the ballet Sleeping Beauty last... Friday? Yes, Friday. Really, I only went to *cough* SUPPORT *cough* my old archenemy who played the Prince. It was really hilarious to see him with eyeliner on. I'm still laughing slightly at the memory. I gave him a hard time after the play.
Thus concludes today's post. I'd thank you for reading.. but I"m too tired to finish my senten
No, really. She's going to be gone for two weeks. That's fourteen days. 336 hours. 20,160 minutes. 1,209,600 seconds!! :( While she's gone I get the special honor of taking care of her SPOILED ROTTEN kitty cats!!
I suppose it won't be so very long. But still. Sometimes a girl just wants to MOPE AROUND for pete's sake. Who is Pete anyway? And why is he ALWAYS BUTTING INTO MY LIFE!?! WHAT GAVE HIM THE RIGHT?!?!?!?!
Ok, sorry. Overreacting. But you can probably tell I'm kind of going insane. Kind of... heh heh heh. Ahem.
Anyway, I went to the ballet Sleeping Beauty last... Friday? Yes, Friday. Really, I only went to *cough* SUPPORT *cough* my old archenemy who played the Prince. It was really hilarious to see him with eyeliner on. I'm still laughing slightly at the memory. I gave him a hard time after the play.
Thus concludes today's post. I'd thank you for reading.. but I"m too tired to finish my senten
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Coastie Livin'
Having a blast one the coast!!!
This pretty much sums it up...
Friday: Bus ride here. Excuse me, creepy people. Make way. I'm going to sit BY MYSELF. Got picked up at the greyhound station in Seattle by Aunt Chenelle, Keliana, and Akela. Beef soft taco for dinner. Yummy.
Saturday: Slept in (a 'lil). And whaddaya know? DANCE FEST with the girls (Keliana and Akela. Apparently Akela is like a second daughter here. Familiar or what?) Mmmm something delicous for dinner. I forget what. Because, hello? it was like, last saturday. I assure it was yummy.
Sunday: Went to the bothell meeting. Cell phone went off AGAIN!!! (thanks, aunt chenelle. Yes, I am up and ready to go to meeting. As a matter of fact, I'm at meeting.) Pasketti for dinner (spaghetti). Yummy.
Monday: Homework time.
Tuesday: Awesomeness. Was going to go out in sevice, but there was a mix-up. Oh, well. Ran errands with Brittney and Chenelle, which is a lot more fun than it sounds. Put on a blue wig. Fun.
Wed-nes-day: LAZEEE day. Turkey for dinner. YUMMY x 20
Thursday: More errands :), some writing and egg salad sandwhiches for lunch. Delish.
SHOUTOUT: Raine! Miss ya! and hope your doctor's appointment wasn't terrible. Love ya to death!
This pretty much sums it up...
Friday: Bus ride here. Excuse me, creepy people. Make way. I'm going to sit BY MYSELF. Got picked up at the greyhound station in Seattle by Aunt Chenelle, Keliana, and Akela. Beef soft taco for dinner. Yummy.
Saturday: Slept in (a 'lil). And whaddaya know? DANCE FEST with the girls (Keliana and Akela. Apparently Akela is like a second daughter here. Familiar or what?) Mmmm something delicous for dinner. I forget what. Because, hello? it was like, last saturday. I assure it was yummy.
Sunday: Went to the bothell meeting. Cell phone went off AGAIN!!! (thanks, aunt chenelle. Yes, I am up and ready to go to meeting. As a matter of fact, I'm at meeting.) Pasketti for dinner (spaghetti). Yummy.
Monday: Homework time.
Tuesday: Awesomeness. Was going to go out in sevice, but there was a mix-up. Oh, well. Ran errands with Brittney and Chenelle, which is a lot more fun than it sounds. Put on a blue wig. Fun.
Wed-nes-day: LAZEEE day. Turkey for dinner. YUMMY x 20
Thursday: More errands :), some writing and egg salad sandwhiches for lunch. Delish.
SHOUTOUT: Raine! Miss ya! and hope your doctor's appointment wasn't terrible. Love ya to death!
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