"Feeling so fly like a G-6."

Like a G-6 - Far East Movement

Why is this song so addicting?

Wow, these have been long [but wonderful] few days, but step by step I shall catch you guys up...

Starting later.

It's kind of late right now.

But basically, I've been sitting at home knitting and playing Sims 2: Open for Business. 

[My Sims are far more successful than I am.]

Also, I'm getting my hair done tomorrow. 

Is there any better feeling than getting your hair done? Really?

[The answer is no. There isn't.]

My mother really likes it when I'm really blonde, so I'm getting it dyed and highlighted...again. Anything to keep her happy. I am not going to be Playboy bunny blonde though.

[Not again. Never again. Long story. Long, traumatizing story. *shudder*]

We'll see how this goes.

[Tune this next part out if you hate crafty stuff.]

[Who am I kidding? Leave if you hate crafty stuff. We don't take your kind here.]

I've been knitting up a storm. Mom bought me a headband type deal with a flower on it that I have already successfully recreated. I am such a nerd so awesome. I'm now working on another one to give to a friend for Christmas.

Wait, Christmas has already passed? Shit. I'm behind.

In other news, I'm serious about this Denmark fanbase. I looked at my stats today and more Demark...people [Denmarkish? Denmarkian? Denmarkese?] than Americans have looked at my blog this week. What? If you're from Denmark, comment! It's entirely exciting.

Alright. I'm off to watch some more How I Met Your Mother...I mean, do something productive.

May the force be with y'all.

"Life is a mystery."

Like a Prayer -- Glee Cast Version

Sooooo I'm bored, so I'm doing one of those lame myspace-esque surveys.

[Also, I've been noticing lately that I tend to add esque onto the end of nouns to make them adjectives...Is that allowed?]

[Do I care, really?]

DB's 2010:

JANUARY:

Who kissed you on New Year's?

My most recent ex. It was really quick though because my mom, sister, his brother, his best friend, and Caleb were in the room. We didn't have the balls or the indecency to have a full make out session or anything. 

Did you have a New Year's Resolution this year?

To do all of my homework, get all As, and get into college.

Um, yeah. All  Most of my homework got done, I've only gotten two Bs [AP classes. Get off my butt.], and I've gotten into not one, but TWO colleges. I think it counts as a success. 

Does it snow where you live?

No, thank god. I'm such a snow party pooper.

FEBRUARY:

Who was your Valentine?

Said ex that I was dating on NYE. But we broke up on the 15th, so does that even count? I think not. 

When you were little did you buy Valentine's for the whole class?

Um, yes, and they were ballin' outrageous. I also got Christmas presents for half the class because everyone did.

What did you receive for valentine's day?

Nothing. I haven't gotten anything since elementary school. 

MARCH:

Are you Irish?

Yeah, man. My name means "pure Irish girl".

 APRIL:

Do you like the rain?

I LOVE rain. Like, I have a reputation for going out and playing in it like an 8 year old. Thankfully, Caroline is the same way, and we feel free to act however we want to. :)

MAY:

What is your favorite flower?

I don't have one. Does that make me a terrible girl? I have a nasty feeling that it does.

What about a favorite tree? Does that count?

I love willow trees. They are my absolute favorite. I feel like all of them are like the wise one in Pocahontas.

Does that make me seem weird? No...Of course it doesn't....:)

Is May anything special to you?

I'm graduating from high school in May! That is very much special to me!

Oh, and Q's birthday.

  

JUNE:

Did you do anything fun during this Month?

I was a VBS councilor! :) I know that sounds extremely nerdy, but I love it so so so much! 

The kids are adorable, and I just love getting to know them.

JULY:

What did you do on the 4th of July?

I adore 4th of July. Every year, a couple of my closest friends and I go to our local symphony orchestra's outdoor concert and the fire works. I bring a quilt, and we all sit in the back talking to each other and seeing everyone who we know there. It is always a blast, and I love it.

AUGUST:

Did you go to the pool a lot?

Well, my sister was dating a guy with a pool at the time.

[I got so mad when she dumped him. What was she thinking? Where was I going to go swimming then? How could she be so selfish...? Hahaha.]

SEPTEMBER:

Do you like fall better than summer?

As much as I complain about band, I really do love band and football season. I spend a lot of time with my closest friends, and there is nothing like the smell of fall. I can always smell it before I can feel it, and it is such an exciting experience!

OCTOBER:

What's your favorite candy?

I don't like candy, really.

What were you for Halloween?

Nothing, this year! :( It was so sad. Halloween is definitely my favorite holiday! I've always gone all out for it. 

I just had nothing to do this year. Nowhere to go. Man, my life is lame.

NOVEMBER:

Whose house do you go to for Thanksgiving?

My cousins'. 

They live ten minutes away, so it was no big exodus, really.

DECEMBER:

Do you celebrate Christmas?

Yes. Oh man.

You should see our tree right now. My mom went all out. Because she feels bad about money being tight, she has wrapped each thing separately, so there are presents everywhere.

Not only that, but they all look professionally wrapped. Huge bows, flowers, ornaments....Like she really went all out. 

I'll post pictures eventually.

Have you ever been kissed under the mistletoe?

Nope!

  

What do you love most about December?

Everyone is always in such a loving and giving mood!

Oh, and the sweaters. I love sweaters.

I really want a sweater vest. 

[You hear that, Santa?]

RANDOMS:

Did you learn Anything New?

I did, actually. After a nasty breakup, I had a pretty low period in which I felt like I had no one. But slowly, I came out of that, and I've become so much closer to all of my friends that I've had all along.

I was like, I had a year to stray from them, but then when I came back, our friendships have all become so much stronger. I love all of them so much. I have trust issues by nature, but I can easily say that I trust and love them with all my might.

It'll be so hard to leave all of them next year, but I know that out relationships are strong enough to last.

Near Death Experience?

Does Q's driving count?

I think it counts.

  

Lost Some Friends?

Yeah, but that's part of growing up, I think. As we change, relationships change. Sometimes, shit happens. It's better to remember the good times and move on than to keep creating bad ones. Sometimes, you have to man up and move on.

Oh looky there! Another lesson!

That was my year.

It wasn't as boring as that survey, that's for sure. ;)

Btw, I've been knitting for so long today, that I'm pretty sure that I'm going to have claws in the morning. 

Totally worth it...I'm making socks.

Damn straight.

May the force be with y'all.

"It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, everywhere we go."

Jessie: Mom, you're just jealous because you can't speak Spanish like Katie and me!

Mom: You wouldn't be able to either if you had my high school teacher! Evil Cuban lady....She used to throw erasers at me!

Jessie: Did you just say razors? She threw razors at you?

Mom: E-RASE-ORS.

Jessie: Well, then why are you complaining? I mean, if she had thrown razors at you like I thought you said, she would have really been evil!

Mom: ...Where did I go wrong with you?

Haha. Ha. Ha.

My family is weird.

Also, victory of the day:

Q likes to embarrass me with PDA as much as possible.

I really dig it when it backfires on him.

Faces and names were blacked out to protect the innocent and the not so innocent.

BOOYAH!

Also, apparently I have a decent fan base in Denmark! Who knew!

Hello over there!

Got my final Christmas shopping done today. I did all my shopping with my cursed $50 Bath and Body Works giftcard.

Which, btw, still ticks me off!

Was it a gift? No. It was my pay check.

Every year, I do spotlight for my high school's drama production. Our drama department is a huge deal. In fact, they built a huge state-of-the-art auditorium for it last year.

Usually, plays have two spotlights. But in order to avoid training someone new, I'm the only one. I do all the parts.

[I consider it my yearly workout.]

They have a spotlight salary of $50 every year, so I always get paid $50.

When it came to the last night of the production last year, the assistant director came up to my booth with my pay....in the form of a $50 Bath and Body Works gift card.

I was ticked.

To begin with, I don't wear scented stuff, and besides, what am I going to do with fifty bucks worth of lotion, soap, and candles?

So, guess what my cousins are getting for Christmas!

:)

May the force be with y'all!

"I don't want a lot for Christmas; there is just one thing I need."

All I Want for Christmas is You - Mariah Carey

Definitely one of my preferred Christmas songs. Don't look at me like that. You know you love it too!

When it came on the radio before school the other day:

Jessie: Stop!

[I freeze and stare at her like she's crazy.]

Jessie: No one leaves this car until this song is over!

[Proceeds to reach forward and turn it all the way up.]

We just sat in the parking lot dancing and singing along to it like lunatics. Gotta love sisterly bonding.

One of my friends walked by, stood and stared at us for a second, and then started dancing along in front of our car. Haha. That's when you know that a friendship is meant to be. 

But yes. Q is gone back home to the islands for Christmas break and Caroline is leaving for Florida in a couple of days. I'm going to be so lonely!

But anyway. I deal. I've been working on putting a dent in my AP Chem homework, but instead, I've gotten distracted and am putting a dent in our yarn collection instead. 

[Not that I ever will. You don't understand. It takes up half the living room. It is everywhere.]

So far, I've gotten two squares done for the quilt-esque afghan that I've been working on for mom, a scarf for Q, and on and a half gloves for my friend Patty. And I still have to do gloves for Caroline. 

[I'm beginning to see defined muscles in my fingers.]

Caroline and I have a Christmas present system every year. In order to avoid the awkwardness of buying something that the other doesn't like, we prearrange what we're giving. Since we are both nerdy old ladies decently adept at both knitting and sewing, we pick something that we are both going to make and then have at it. 

This year it's gloves. Last year, we made hats.

You can kind of see the hat that she gave me.  It has kind of a snowflake-y lace pattern on the back.
The one I gave her is light blue, and it has vertical ribbing up it with flower off centered on the front. It looks like a 1920s hat, kind of, which is totally her vibe.

We don't know what color or pattern or type of yarn that the other one is using, though, so there is still that element of surprise when we open them. It makes life sooooo much easier.

Do any of y'all have holiday traditions with your friends?

May the force be with y'all.

"Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy."

So. I made the most amazing appetizer today for my Spanish final.

[Thank you, Sandra Lee. You are my hero.]

Now all I need is a cocktail and a table scape.

[Anyone? Anyone? Food Network, people.]

I made empanadas tonight.

Keep in mind that I'm not a cook. Like, at all. In fact, mom has decided that I watch the Food Network so often because I like to live vicariously through them while I lounge on the couch eating Cheetos.

[Yum.]

Now, when I tell you what is in them, don't jump to conclusions. It really doesn't sound like too great of a combination. But I'm a green bean casserole addict, so, naturally, I had to try it at least once.

[Well, you know. Only cause I had to.]

We're on a food unit in Spanish, so our final is to present a recipe that we like, en espanol, and then pass around the food and let everyone try it.

[It's tomorrow morning...Wish me luck.]

Everyone in there has exempted it but me and six other people, so we're having ourselves a regular little fiesta.

These are really good to make after Christmas or Thanksgiving when you have leftover green bean casserole [I make mine without the soy sauce and pepper, but whatever floats your boat.] and mashed potatoes. Or, you can just go ahead and make them first, like I did tonight. Super super easy. It took me about 20 mins to do both of them beforehand.

Yum yum yum. My favorite thing ever. And NO. That was not all me. My sister ate some too. :)

 
The added bonus is that you can be a fatty like me and stand at the kitchen counter eating the casserole straight out of the pan.

This is the way to do things. Don't be a square.

But anyway, Here's my Sandra Lee's empanada recipe. (And I'll even put it in English, unlike my copy.):

Equal parts excitement and frustration.

I used mild, but you can go as spicy as you'd like.

Makes 20 [ish] empenadas [turnovers]

1/2 cup of mashed potatoes
1/2 cup of green bean casserole
1 teaspoon of taco seasoning
1 cup of Mexican shredded cheese
1 box of refrigerated pie crust (Pillsbury recommended)
1 huevo








1.   Preheat the oven to 400 degrees.
2.   Line two baking sheets with parchment paper. (Yeah. I definitely just used Pam and only one baking sheet. But hey. Depends on the person.)
3.   Combine the potatoes and the casserole in a bowl. Mix in the taco seasoning and 1/4 cup of cheese.

4.   Unroll the pie crust and use a 3 inch biscuit cutter [or a juice glass, like I did.] to cut as many circles out as possible. Do this with both crusts.
5.   Put a teaspoon of the potato mixture on each circle. I found that you really don't need all that much. If you overfill it, they won't close properly.

6.   Use a fork or knife to fold the dough in half and pinch the edges with your fingers.
7.   Use a fork to seal the edges and make them look pretty.

8.   Beat an egg, and brush the egg over the pastries [only do a few at a time].
9.   Sprinkle cheese over the top of the pastries.

10. Put in the oven and bake for 20 minutes.

That's it!

Believe me. If I can do it, you can.

Yummy AND healthy. [If my sister was willing to eat it, you know it's healthy. She's a veggiesaurus health nut.]

Hope this food break perked y'all up from your finals drag.

May the force be with y'all!

"Feliz navidad. Prospero ano felizidad."

Feliz Navidad 

I am the best sister ever. Have I ever told you that? I am.

I just got my sister's Christmas present, and it cost me...dun dun dun....$70.

Gasp.

It kind of pains me to say it.

[Keep in mind that I have no income....At all. This is babysitting money from like June.]

But she'll really like it. And I'd rather spend that much on something that she'll use instead of something that she'll just say "Uh huh, thanks." and then toss them aside, you know?

Anyway, my sister has a serious mental deficiency is really into running. Like really into running.

She runs at least 5 miles a day.

[No, it's okay. I don't understand it either.]

So I got her this:

You can get them here.

They aren't really my style at all, but she really likes running tights with bright color blocked patterns. And they really aren't all that easy to find, as you might imagine.

She saw some similar ones in her magazine that she loved, so....hopefully.

Fingers crossed!

May the force be with y'all.

"I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind."

I'm So Tired -- The Beatles

Have you ever had days in which you start thinking about old friends and missing them unbearably?

This is especially bad when there is bad blood between you and you don't even speak anymore.

I just...I don't know. It sucks to lose a best friend. In less than a year, we've gone from inseparable to fighting whenever there is any contact at all.

But that's life, I guess. I can't sit here and whine because it is just as much my fault as it is theirs. It would be so much easier just to pin all of the blame on them, but I can't, in good conscience, do that.

Sorry for the emo post. I don't know what's up with me.

I think I'm just exhausted.

Anyways. Football game tomorrow. State championships, to be exact! I'm excited for our boys, two of them being my cousins. Band practice in the morning beforehand, but after that, I should have a good time. :)

And now, in exchange for you reading the whiny bit, here are some things that I found amusing.

This was in my study guide for the standardized test that I had to read. It amused me, which was step up from the snoring that the rest of it caused me to do.

This says it all.

Nothing like the misfortune of others to make one feel good about their own lives.

...I'm just kidding. I'm really not a terrible person.

Well, maybe a little bit.

May the force be with y'all.

"Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade? I'll march my band out; I'll beat my drum."

Don't Rain on My Parade - Lea Michelle

This was originally sung by Barbra Streisand, but I really really love this cover. It is the perfect feel good, belt it out song.

Well, today was the last Christmas parade that I have to march in this season EVER!

[Insert a break for me to dance around the room cheering like a maniac.]

[I hate parades.]

Well, no. They are okay when you're watching them or are riding on a float. Hell, you could be walking behind a float, and they are still kind of fun. But when you are marching in a band uniform? Hells to the no.

Um, yeah, so my bestie Matty and I? We're super cool. Same iPod, synchronized song? Ballin'. 

Also, my high school is up for the state championship in football!

[There would be another squealing fit here, but I took an energy shot on a dare at 7:30 this morning, so the crash? It's visiting DB town. ZZZzzzzzzz.......]

Believe me; it is a great end to my high school band career. I don't think that I'll cry at my last game next week, but I also don't think that it'll it me then.

Except maybe when everyone else starts crying. That may set me off. That always sets me off.

Sigh.

Anywho. I'm sure you'd all be glad to know that I have gotten more complements on my knitted Santa hat than I have on all of my carefully planned outfits put together. You never know what people will be into.

Speaking of outfits, I was cute this week.:

Admittedly, it was cuter in person than it really is in these pictures. It had a sort of cute but boho feel. You can't tell from the pictures, but the skirt is lace.

The skirt? My sister's. The vest? Mom's from the 80s. Oh yeah.

I dig how big the vest is. I don't know why. I just do.

It was lovely. Don't you love days like that?

May the force be with y'all!

"Pasa la noche conmigo, bonita."

Bonita -- Andres Cabas

Even if you don't speak Spanish, check this song out. It is pretty fantastico, if I do say so myself.

So excited!

Great news you guys! Yesterday, I bought.... [wait for it...wait for it...].....the best sweatshirt ever!

I mean, it's nothing special to look at because it is just a plain dusty pink color, but it is amazingly soft. And warm. The outside is a really soft sweatshirt material and the inside has the faux sheep skin stuff that keeps you toasty and is fun to sit there and pet all day.

[No, like seriously. I get weird looks in the hallways, but it's all worth it.]

Soooo fuzzyyyyy.....

[Q is excited. He has a very similar one from his college visit, and I steal it at least once a week. He won't have to freeze anymore!]

[But seriously. What else are boyfriends for? :) Duh.]

[So I'm a klepto. Stop judging.]

It set me back $20, but so so worth it.

Merry Christmas to me! 

Note the hand knitted Santa hat. You wish you were this cool.

May the force be with y'all.

"But you don't really care for music, do ya?"

Hallelujah -- Celtic Thunder

Serious love for Celtic Thunder Christmas right now. Oh how I love the holiday season, and these lovely Irish men make it all that much better. 

Alright, boring life update.

The bronchitis is just about gone. I keep feeling better and then forgetting to take my meds. Who needs breathing anyway?

Thanksgiving didn't have any crying or yelling! No broken glass, only one person bled... I consider it a success. It didn't hurt that the adults were all tipsy within a half hour. Hey, Irish Catholic families. What can you do? 

Friday night, we had yet another football game...Whoo! We're in the playoffs, and this one was supposed to be a tough one. We won 17 - 0. Yeah. One more game before the state championships. That is insane. It would be the perfect end to my marching band career, don't you think? 

Saturday, my family, my boyfriend, and I all smushed ourself into Excalibur and headed to Athens, GA. 

[Perfect road trip car. Did I mention that there is a drink cooler built into the glove compartment. Yes.]

While there, mom happily hung out with her super fly homies [aka my godmothers], leaving the other three of us to fend for ourselves.

"Um, yeah. You're gross."

After running a 5K, Q and my bickering was not as amusing to her.

Overall, I deem it a successful trip.

Also, breaking news. I think I'm going to put myself on a diet. 

Not a hardcore one or anything, but I have no energy at all. I don't have time to exercise, but I might as well take control of what I eat.

We'll see how long this lasts.

May the force be with y'all.

"Take me down to the paradise city, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty."

Paradise City - Guns n Roses

So, as some of you know, I receive writing prompts in the ...email [That doesn't work as well as "in the mail". Hm...] sometimes. Well, this one, I'm stealing from Amy at Happily Ever After.

 

Top 5 Reasons why my Hometown is Better than Everyone Else's:

1. You know everyone, so if someone kidnaps you, you're always able to tell the police who it was.

 ...And who their momma is, where they live, and which church they attend.

2. You get a chance to wear every season's clothes every day because it is freezing in the morning, burning up in the afternoon, and has a nice autumn breeze in the evening.

And in the summer, no clothes are necessary because they would melt right off of you anyways. Shoes? They are optional all year round.

3. I never need to call home and check in because my neighbors do that for me.

The same rule applies to grades on tests and whether or not I turn in my homework.

4. None of that meddlesome travelling for Thanksgiving and Christmas; my family all lives in town.

It makes it so much easier to bond with your cousins when you all go to the same high school.

5. No hard decisions when it comes to where to shop or eat.

With only five or six stores in town, and just as many good decent restaurants, it is never hard to choose where to go. [The exception to that statement is Mexican restaurants. We have tons of those, and they are all good.]

In other news, I'm sick. The docs told me that I have bronchitis. Aka "turn around and drop your pants so we can pump you full of antibiotics and steroids."

Aside from the two shots, I'm on seven different meds.

Just in time for the annual family smackdown Thanksgiving meal.

May the force be with y'all.

“Ooooh, we’re halfway there. Ooooh, living on a prayer.”

Living on a Prayer – Bon Jovi

First off, preview tiny photo of my 80s costume!

It looks kind of off because my arms are up, but yeah. Check out the hair.

Second, I GOT IN TO GA TECH! Hells yeah. That’s my number one school, and I’m so super pumped. One of my closest guy friends got in, and we’ve been planning on going there together for as long as I can remember. I still can barely believe it.

I just got home from an all day academic bowl tournament, and I’m exhausted, so….I’m considering going to bed. And yes. It is 7:03. Does that make me lame super cool?

Quote of the day:

Mom – You have a handful with Q.

Me – He wishes.

Mom – So do you.

May the force be with y’all.

"To days of inspiration, playing hooky, making something out of nothing..."

La Vie Boheme - Rent

Tonight, our halftime show for the football game is 80s themed, and we have to dress up. The only problem is that I still don't know what I'm going to wear!

I was going to do the whole Risky Business thing, but they told us last night that it has to be dress code appropriate, and my shorts are too short....Sigh.

This would have been the best costume ever! With boxers instead of tighty whiteys, of course.

I'm considering doing the whole hairband thing...But I don't know. I only have a few hours to come up with something. Plus I'm supposed to be working on my AP Lit online classwork right now. Ooopsy daisy.



Ballin', right? Right.

I mean, as much as I love Flashdance, everyone does that, you know? And a couple of girls are rocking windsuits.

Hmmm. We'll see.

You guys have any ideas?



“Honey, I know this act. It’s called the Tango: Maureen.”

Tango:  Maureen – RENT

I am so exhausted that it’s not even funny. Like, it is really sad.

Friday:

I had to work really hard to get everything done for my online class because we had a pep rally during 4th block. That is when I finish up all of the work that I need to for my class. But no. I had to play with the band instead. Really fun! Biggest waste of time ever.

Then there was the football game battle of the marching bands against our rivals. Like, seriously. The score ended up being sixty-something us and zero them. It was really sad. Our band was cheering for their school. But their band is a state recognized program, much like ours, so we had fun battling. We also did a combined halftime show. But it was miserable. We got there at four to practice, and it was raining…and freezing. And then we sat out there and ate pizza in the cold rain until the game started at 7:30. We didn’t leave until about 10. It was so icky.

Saturday and Sunday:

This weekend has been really hard. Like I said in my last post, my close friends’ father is dying of cancer. A group of friends and I spent this weekend at the hospital with them taking shifts sitting with him and holding his hands. The cancer has taken his digestive tract and they’ve taken him off of liquid nutrition. He has been unresponsive because they have him on pain meds so that he will remain comfortable. We know that he can hear us though, so we all sit in there and talk with him.

We’ve had waves of emotion all weekend. Some moments, we are all laughing and joking around and remembering funny stories. Other times, we are all crying and holding one another. It has been an extreme emotional journey, and it is taking its toll on all of us.

I have gained so much respect for a couple of my friends though. One of them graduated last year and goes to college in a city about half and hour away, but he drove down and spent all weekend at the hospital with the family. He’s driving back to school tonight, but he is going to come back and spend the night tomorrow night as well. As hard as my body is taking it, I know that he cannot feel very well right now, but he is still holding in there because he loves the family. Same goes for another guy and girl who have been there too. People always talk about how apathetic teenagers are these days, but they don’t know this group. There has been a constant flow of teenagers showing up to support the family all weekend. Besides the six of us who spent almost all weekend there, there were many others who showed up with food and spent time sitting around his bed and talking with us. There was so much love there, and it makes me so much more optimistic about human beings.

This has just been a long weekend. It doesn’t help that  I’ve been having dizzy spells all weekend. Mom just medicated me to make sure that I’m not getting an ear infection or the flu. I don’t have time. We are hosting an academic bowl meet two weeks from tomorrow, and as the captain of the team, I have so much shit to do that it’s not even funny.

I’m just…tired.

“Nobody wins.”

Nobody Wins – The Veronicas

Keep one of my friend’s family in your prayers tonight. His dad was diagnosed with cancer this summer, and this week, it has taken a turn for the worse. I really don’t know how much longer he has.

He has been one of the few father figures that I’ve had. My own father has never really been around, and he has always been around to ask me what I’m up to and to be concerned about me.

My friend is really close to him, and I’m worried about how he is going to react, so please just keep everyone in your thoughts. Thank you.

“Say goodbye to one more day and another chance for you to change.”

Tomorrow Never Comes – Teddy Geiger

Eh, there is only one thing that I can really say, and that is that shit happens. You know? Sometimes things end that you don’t want to at the time, but as time goes along, you realize that everything is for the best. A lot of time people confuse being comfortable with being happy. Don’t get me wrong; you can be both. But they are not synonymous with one another.

Shit happens. Sometimes you just have to man up and move past it. If you allow yourself to continue playing the victim, it is your fault in the end. You can let…well, shit rule your life. You’ve just got to let things go.

I think that is a tough life lesson for everyone, and sometimes people don’t even realize that they are learning it.

But whatever.

That’s the end of my soap box for today! On to other things.

Yeah, see that bandwagon over there?

I just jumped on it…or was pushed on it by my friend Caleb. Peer pressure…It’s a powerful force.

But yeah. My twitter account is @vivobailar.  I can’t promise that it’ll be interesting (Is anything on there interesting?) because I don’t yet entirely know the purpose of it…

Any of you Twitter vets have any pointers?

Next, in two weeks, we're having an 80s themed marching band show, and we all have to dress up. Awesome, right?

Only problem. I don't know what to wear! Any ideas? One of my friends is already doing Madonna-esque stuff, and we're trying to convince a couple of the freshmen girls to be Salt & Peppa. ;)

I need help!

And finally, random picture of the week month, I guess. I found it a while back.

This was on a scholarship finder that I was filling out. Spooky or just really resourceful?

May the force be with y’all.

“My stupid mouth has got me in trouble; I’ve said too much again.”

My Stupid Mouth – John Mayer

I realize that I’ve used this title before, but it is actually fitting this time.

It has come to my attention that my blog has recently become more public than it has been in the past.

I have since gone through and deleted things that can be easily identifiable with people that I know, and seeing as this blog has been my place to rant and be as sarcastic and mean as I want, I know that I have said some things that I do not totally mean and that can hurt others.

You know who you are, and I won’t mention you by name, but I really do apologize.

“I am seventeen going on eighteen. I’ll take care of you.”

Sixteen Going on Seventeen – Sound of Music

[I hate that musical, to be completely honest. Sorry, Oprah.]

Another writing prompt? I think so!

Today’s? List ten things that you are currently sick of.

(This should be slightly easy. I am rather talented with my whining.)

1. Poor grammar, especially when spoken by teachers.

What is with our generation? No, that’s incorrect. I apologize to my generation for even saying that. You know who has the worst grammar these days? Teachers. I catch myself correcting them under my breath on a daily hourly basis. What is up with that? This is who is educating the future of our country? No wonder kids never learn how to speak correctly when this is who teaches us. The biggest one? Adverb usage. Por ejemplo: “How did we do on the test?” “The majority of the class did bad.” Anyone else see the problem with that? What is everyone’s problem with using –ly? They are two letters. Ugh. Sorry about the rant. It just bothers me.

2.   People being surprised that Lindsey Lohan is doing drugs again or that Miley Cyrus is dressing like a whore.

They do it like once a month. Seriously you guys? Is this news worthy? Tomorrow, I expect to wake up to “Breaking news: The sky is blue. Oh god! A white fluffy thing seems to be attacking the sky! Stay tuned for further updates!” To be completely honest, it would be a wee bit more interesting.

3.   The two males in my Econ class who keep scoring higher than me on tests in econ.

Like, seriously? One of them is about 13…in a college Micro Econ class. It’s bad enough that he’s that young and in my class. Does he have to get higher grades too? The other one is a high school senior like me, so I’ll cut him some slack.

Hmmm. How much would it suck to be everyone else in the class who is scoring less than the three youngest? That’s gotta burn.

4.   The schizophrenic Georgia weather.

In the morning? It’s 40 degrees. By twelve, it’s 80. By two? Eggs are melting on the sidewalk. Trees are spontaneously combusting. Hair is melting off of everyone who dares to step outdoors. Here’s the sketchy part. What are you supposed to wear? Everyone has been rocking the tshirts with skinny jeans and boots look lately. It’s hot. Speaking of that…

5. Ugg Boots.

Or should I say Ugly Boots. They are SO BAD! And not only are they bad, but people do such awful things with them, such as wearing them with running shorts. Who told them that this is okay?! It is just…horrifying.

6.  Taking online classes.

It is a dreadful experience. I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone. For serious. Unless you’re a masochist. In that case, it may get you off.

7.  The Debutantes.

No, not actual debutantes. I may be an actual one in a couple of years. No. The “debutantes” is a club at my high school. It is supposed to be a club to teach people manners, but due to its racist advisor, it is basically a club for a bunch of people who are racist against white people to push people around. Especially me. I was the pres of the knitting club because I’m cool which had the same advisor as the Debs. Yeah, no. They used me as their personal sign making bitch, and that didn’t fly with me. Ugh. Don’t get me started on them.

8. Selfish people.

This is kind of a general statement. I think everyone thinks this. But for serious.

          9.  PDA.
Sick nasty. Need I say more?

10.  Seriously racist people.

This one is pretty serious actually. Actually, I think that everyone is a little racist. (Look up “Everyone’s a Little Bit Racist” from Avenue Q. It has been stuck in my head all day, and it is hilarious in a terrible kind of way.) But seriously. One of my black male friends was dating this white girl, and her guardians found out. They told him that if he talked to her at all anyone, they’d move her to a different school system. He’s been torn up about it for days. It just makes me sick. He’s a good guy.


Hm. That was harder than I thought it would be since I bitch like 98% of the time if not more. :)



On a slightly humorous note:

Q - “Did you know that the Washington Monument is actually a lifesize monument of George Washington’s penis?”
Me - “Yeah. He didn’t actually cut down the cherry tree. He was just turning around, and it got caught in the trajectory of his penis.”


May the force be with y’all.