Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Behind the times...

Like, EONS behind the times.

Is it really Christmas Eve?

Boo for holidays sneaking up on people.


If I come back from Texas to a swamp, I will not be pleased, Ohio!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008



Haven't been to Texas.

We're going down Christmas night, to be with my mother's side of the family. Her 5 brothers & sisters, their spouses, their children, and NONNA ♥
That's like, 30 people.
Most of them are loud, a few are obnoxious, and all of the adults drink heartily of the "acqua di vita", aka WINE.

It's going to be interesting.

In other news.
Went to the Holt Heroetes Christmas party after Christmas concert (which I NARRATED, and everyone thought that it was someone else with a prettier voice because I have a cold and it didn't sound like me). I must say, WOW. If I was that type of girl, I'd totally steal Mark away from his girlfriend, because he has developed into a FINE young man.
But I'm over him, and I'm not that kind of girl, so I should probably nip that thought in the bud right now.
Vicky & Becca were at the party, which is col because I haven't seen Vicky in forever and the last time I saw Becca she was asleep the entire time.


Amy should be coming by shortly to pick me up so we can go over to her house & I can wrap my family's presents in secret.

OH! I forgot.

We have a new kitty~♥
I wasn't thrilled when mother sprang it on me that she took in a stray, but then I saw him. He's ALL BLACK- nose, whiskers, tummy, toes, everything except his eyes, which are yellow/ green. They named him "Samhain", which is some Celtic or Gaelic or something word which is equivalent to Halloween.
I call him Sam Wheezy, because he has a cold and it sounds like a rapper name :D

Tuesday, November 25, 2008


So there's this book called Cringe, and it's a bit interesting because it's just a bunch of journals and diaries from people that used to be teenagers (imagine that!)
It's called "cringe" because the author had this thing where she wanted to find the worst /slash/ most embarassing entry ever, the one that made them physically cringe.

It's hilarious, but it's also interesting because, HEY, I'm a teenager. Except some of these people we like, 11 when they wrote the entry, and they were WAY more into dating and popularity than I was when I was 11.

That's not really saying a lot, since I was a weirdo, but still...

In other news.

I'm proofing Tae Jun's college application essay thing, and it made me realize, "Crap. I'm awesome at editing stuff."
I just hate writing essays.

It's been in my mind quite a bit because I have to figure out pretty soon what the heck I'm going to be when I grow up, since I'll have to major in it and live with it for the rest of my life.

My mother is assured that I will be a doctor.
My father is still harboring a secret longing that I will become some sort of artist.


I like teaching, giving people back massages, and doodling.

I'm good at giving back massages, editing, and memorizing things.



In other news.

I miss Meagan :(
and MVA.

Speaking of MVA...

It's been bothering me that I don't really like it as much as I did. I mean, I still love it there, but the administration has gone CRAZY and I never get to talk to Dean Shiela and it's all just ridiculous.

I'm going to go work on my wedding project now, like I should've been doing the entire time...

Saturday, November 22, 2008

When it's cold I'd like to Die...

I miss that song...

In other news.

My little brother is having his birthday party today.

I'm surrounded by pre-pubescebt HELL.

It was worse earlier.

They had NERF GUNS.
I think some of them drew blood.

Except! My favorite is always Isaac. He's so polite! A few years, and he'll be someone's dream guy.


I'm bored.

And tired.

Thursday, November 20, 2008


I'll have a senior year, no meat, to go please. Yes, I'll have some crappy administration on the side. Wild Times? I'm not sure. Okay, but just a size small... Already? Wow, I guess that's why they call it "to go"!


So, there was a sign on Mrs Daniels' door that was asking all the seniors to go give her information for their gown sizes.

We were pretty much freaking out about it, in a very low key way.
(Is that contradictory?)

In other news.

Did I mention that I'm campus bound, taking counseling, working in the cafeteria on weekends, and have my phone taken until January (minus homeleaves)?

Apparently, I'm becoming a wild child.

Will & Alex were suspended for 10 days and missed government trip for streaking naked down freshman hall. Jeff got an in school suspension for telling them NOT to streak down freshman hall.

Jessica and Kristy got a talking to and a letter sent home.

Everyone's been having a ridiculous amount of detentions.

Moving on.

Other than that, senior year = AWESOME.

Friday, October 17, 2008





Oh, and I'm campus bound for the first semester. And I have to take counseling with Dr Balraj.

Because I'm an irresponsible juvenile delinquent.


Cyrano de Bergerac

He's my hero.

And it's super tragic, because...

Well, you should read it. Or watch the movie, even the modern interpretation one with Steve Martin, Roxanne. Mickey & Allison are actually watching it right now, and that's what reminded me. Except I think this one has a happier ending than the real story.

By the way-

Steve Martin = ♥love♥

LA Story is one of my favorites, along with A Simple Twist of Fate. Of course I like the random funny ones, like Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, The Jerk, and Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. Oh, and ¡Three Amigos!.

So, anyways. I could go on and on, but I'd rather rant about something else.

Like how

Completely in a kidding-yet-totally-true way, of course.

Oh, plus I think I'm starting to become popular and I don't think I like it a whole lot. I don't get to talk to Ayana as much :(

There's a few other things, but they're mean and I don't like that when there's even the smallest chance that the person that I'm talking about might see it.

Because sometimes I feel mean, but I hate to actually offend anyone.

In other news...


Gymnastics has started. We aren't going to Acrofest because (in my opinion) our coaches were afraid to take the risk of actually trying to work for it. I've been kind of feeling useless too, because we have more guys on the team this year, which means that I'm probably just going to be backspotting and giving pointers. Plus the whole thing where we did knee-shoulders and my shoulder did that thing where it goes in & out of the socket, and as soon as that was feeling better I sprained my wrist.

I have a theory that next thing to go will either be by butt-bone, my hip, or my knee. Since I've already messed up my nose, neck, shoulder, and wrist.


So, I'm going to go now.

I've let myself type way to much :D

PS- I love Flapjacks ♥

Wednesday, September 3, 2008


Seriously, wow.

So much has happened since the beginning of school...

Okay, RA camp/ freshman orientation. Met the new dean (Arnesia), was lost and consequently found, memorized all of the freshman girls & made friendly with them, got hit on three times in one day (all freshman guys, by the way)... Et cetera.

Then school started.

So, breakfast is in the dorms this year. That's awesome :D Anywho. I start class at 7:30 am, and depending on the day I get out at either 4:30 or 3 pm (mondays/wednesdays and tuesday/thursdays, repectively). I was working at the Laurels (nursing home nearby) for a bit, but I hate that kind of place so not so anymore. At least I know that I don't have TB... Anywho, soon my free time will be spent in the cafe or some other random campus job, then I'll have gymnastics and then RAing (I have two jobs because we're paying barely anything for tuition cuz we're poor).

So, I'm pretty busy.

But it's pretty fun, too. Being a senior in itself is an advantage. All the staff members know you and love you and let you do things (that aren't blatantly against the rules)~♥

Like Katie, Jessica, Kristy & I can go out to eat. And we do :D We went to Bob Evans one day.

Seniors won Trash Night! Whoo!

Oh! Senior Survival!

It was awesome♥
I had cornrows! Someone took pictures. I don't know where they went, but they're out there somewhere. Alex, Will, and Jeff shaved their heads. Not bald, just buzzcuts. It's not that bad, just takes some getting used to.

(These were taken at Field Day & Lake Day, respectively)

Senior bonding, surviving in the wilderness, et cetera. Great time.

As soon as we got back from Senior Survival, we had Field Day & Lake Day back to back. We didn't win Field Day, but we won the tug-of-war at Lake Day (which we've never won before), and then it didn't count for class points. I wanted to punch somebody. I still do. Mr. Soper is a jet ski beast. Totally best time of my life. Some of us made a sand sea turtle :D

Then Jeff's birthday party... !
Our group, sans Ricky cuz he was camping, (Jeff, Alex, Will, Lance, Jess, Katie, Kristy, Amanda and I) went bowling, then out for ice cream. Now, this may sound innocent and unassuming, but nothing is EVER innocent in our group. Jeff's parents were there, which didn't harness our awesomeness at all because they encourage things like that. His mom went out and bought us all foam visor party hat things and cute little pinwheels. All the girls did a dance for him when we discovered that the jukebox had a song called, "The Stripper." That was interesting. Then we made a bunch of awesome inside jokes at Friendlys ("You just got served!", "You just got soddy balled!" etc.)

Umm... Other things that are cool...

Definitely Anatomy and Physiology. We have 7 people in the entire class, and we're all girls. We were going through the chapter about cells & all that jazz, and we were looking at a diagram for a sodium pump, and Mrs C bursts out into song. "Nananana, nananana, hey hey hey, goodbye~". You know, since sodium is Na? Bri was so embarassed. Everyone laughed~♥

Um, there's probably more, but I'm tired.


Friday, August 15, 2008


Really, really, awesome.

So, Wednesday (the 13th) is the day that I was supposed to go to MVA.
I had just finished packing when I hear my dad answer the phone downstairs- it's Mr Daniels, the principal. I'm on my knees immediately, screaming my prayers, "PLEASE, GOD, PLEASE!" Then my parents call me downstairs. My mom looks up at me and says, "Twenty-five dollars each." Of course, I have no idea what this means, but she just goes on, "That's fifty dollars for both of you. I think we can afford that!" Then it clicks, and I almost start crying.
God is good!
All the time!
All the time!
God is good!

So, I got here Wednesday and since then have been mostly busy. We're cleaning, and a few of us (2 girls & 3 guys) have volunteered to be in a "home improvement" course. I'm one of the girls, and today we learned how to fix a leaky sink and toilet in the dorm. It's quite simple for the type of faucets & stuff we have.
The man who came (Gary) had his two daughters with them, except we didn't know one of them was a daughter until she was introduced as Lizzy. She might have short hair (it's covered with a hat), and she was wearing a very boyish outfit- pants with flames on them, a baggy skater shirt, and big shoes with duck tape on them. They were both adorable though, and later all of us were avoiding work and telling horror stories about accidents that have injured us or people we know. For instance, Gary was talking about how he'd accidentally nail-gunned his finger to a butterfly house once, and his son had done something similar to his wrist. I shared that I'd broken my nose five times, and so on.


So, everyone went somewhere and I don't know where they went. After lunch everyone was chilling in the worship room, and I went to my room to read. Then I come to a while later, realizing that we were supposed to be doing something, and everyone's gone. So now I'm here.

Cleaning can take a lot out of a person.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Stomach Party

It's like I explained to Meg-
Sometimes, it feels as if there's a party in my stomach. There's loud music & everything is shaking, lights and all that jazz. There are people dancing, friends chatting it up and having a good time. It's not all fun, though. There are the loners and outcasts on the edges of the crowd, people that don't fit in or don't know how and regret showing up at all. There might be one or two inebriated folk in there as well, who knows.

Anywho, that's what I feel like right now.

Not butterflies.
A party.

So, tomorrow I go up to MVA for RA camp/ freshman orientation.
It's kinda scary, because I still don't know if I'm actually going there, and... yeah.
I'd work my butt off to go there, but only God can control what happens after that.

On a slightly less dark note...
I love the Twilight series. I'm not a late arrival, someone who just jumped onto the bandwagon to be mainstream. I read the first book like, freshman year. I liked it then, but kinda forgot about the series since New Moon hadn't been released yet. Anywho, I've read all of them except the last one. Kinda scared about it. My mother says we have it, but I can't find it. Not shocking.

Aaaaaand... People are talking to me?
Like, Kenrick Washington & Daniel Graves messaged me out of nowhere on myspace, Miles Kathan just got back from Pennsic, and Danny (DJ) Holmes showed up on DA (I told him to call, so hopefully he will).
So that's fun.

Oh, and Demetri Martin is hilarious.

I had a weird dream.
Actually, it's from a while ago, but it was a vivid dream and I want to put it here in case I ever lose the paper.
So, in the dream, everything I touch explodes or melts. I got it from my dad, who left me & my mom when I was a baby. For some reason though, I idolized him. I like, hated my mom. In one scene he was holding me, then he just set me down and said something like, "I got you good." My mom comes running and starts to cry, and I tell her to be quiet because someone's "got me" now. When I'm older (high school), my dad contacts me again out of nowhere. He says he "needs" my help with a "job". My mom doesn't know about it, so I have to sneak out. I'm walking in underground tunnels to get where he is, and when I can't find a door or something I just touch a wall and explode it to get through. I step out through one of these, and there's this huge explosion at the other end of the tunnel. My dad steps out, cool as a cucumber, and says something like, "Let's get cracking." Apparently what we start to do next was called the "zipper effect"- My mom noticed I was gone and tracked me from the trail of destruction I left after touching things, like melted hand rails and singe marks on the walls. Anywho, we start at opposite ends of the tunnel, and walk towards each other. We're running our hands on the walls, along bars like regular people do, and things start melting and exploding. I turn back to look at it all, the things I destroyed just by touching them, and it starts to really dawn on me what it means to have what I have. It was like, "Wow. I can't touch anyone, or anything." Finally we're done. My dad claps me on the back and says, "Good job," and just leaves. I follow him out, and apparently the tunnel was Hiawatha Hall, a hallway under the cafeteria of my school. I step onto the sidewalk, and Lance drives up to me in his truck. I smile & wave, but accidentally touch his truck. I panic and start freaking out at him, telling him to get out of the truck immediately, and he does (looking real confused). As we're walking on, Katie Schuen starts to harass me as to why I wanted him out of the truck- I try making up excuses and she cuts them down, and I'm about to break down and start crying when Lance starts to defend me, talking about how he trusts his friends. He walks off and I follow him. Apparently there's some sort of platypus seal pack on campus, a platypus seal being like an elephant seal except with a platypus beak and furry like a platypus. Lance and I were talking about them when one runs up behind me and bites my butt! I heard that to stop them from being too friendly you have to bop them on the beak & say "NO" so I do, but it doesn't help and he keeps following me. I end up just scratching its back, but his wife (yes, platypus seals have marriage) sees me and starts complaining to her friend (or hairdresser, whichever) about it. I'm trying not to laugh because the whole thing is absurd. Platypus seals and their marriages, having hairdressers and me being able to understand them talking... Anywho, the seal wife's friend comes up & asks me if it's true that I was having an affair but I tell her no & show her that I was just scratching his back, so I scratch hers & she calls the wife over so I can scratch her back and now we're all friends and everything. They go away & I go back to talking to Lance, when a crowd starts to notice that the platypus seal I was petting earlier was getting sick, red bumps and all that jazz. His wife & her hairdresser are trying to help, but then start getting sick too & they're getting worse and everyone's crowding around them trying to find out what's wrong, and I'm following the crowd because I was afraid to go up by myself, thinking that someone would catch on & blame it one me; suddenly I get the feeling that it's about to get real ugly, and I drag everyone I know away from it, and while we're walking away I turn around & there's this huge pause and I think it's going to be ok but then I hear this terrible sound and I can see blood splatter everywhere and people are screaming, someone just threw up- most of the people are looking away, but one person just stares at me funny and I hurry away. I look at my hands, and realize that the gloves I'd been wearing had been incinerated.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Bento GoGo

Sieanna, Amy & I went to have sushi last night at a place in the Short North, Bento GoGo.
It's actually not my favorite place. The sushi is pretty good and everything, but it's a little slow and I miss Zen. The hot talkative waiters (never got their names!), the owner with a funny accent who knew my family by sight, freaking mom out whenever the plate with octopus came by on the conveyor belt...


We had an awesome time talking & laughing at life in general. The spicy tuna/ salmon rolls were good, but I do not recommend the sushi deluxe, which is, unfortunately, what I got. Then we walked aimlessly down the street & decided that this store looked cool. "This store" turned out to be Urban Outfitters, and while we had no money we had a grand old time in there. Like, at least an hour. There are a LOT of pictures (and by a lot I mean over 50), so I'll just give you a few.

Sieanna is the short one, & also my sister. FYI.

In other news-
So, Aunt Cathy just came over. Apparently, she, dad, Mickey, & Timmy were going to Cosi. I was like, Sweet, since there are two extra spaces can I bring a friend? Then she and dad were like, "It's up to you," to each other for an entire five minutes before they decided that it was a "family thing".
Really? Really.
Seriously? Seriously.
Because my aunt and my father are passing themselves off as a married couple to get into Cosi, along with my cousin and brother. Right, because you guys are totally bff now. And I can't bring my best friend since 3rd grade, who has met my grandmother and a good portion of my cousins? The one who is practically a part of our family, and I'm practically part of hers?
Because that totally makes sense to me.


You see, I'm especially upset because this isn't the first time that Aunt Cathy & my father have gone off gallivanting. They went to Magic Mountain a few times (with Mickey & Timmy) and had a grand old time.

Plus, when I declined to go to Cosi since Amy couldn't come, Aunt Cathy started me on this guilt trip because she's going to Texas. Really, Aunt Cathy? Just a few moments ago you said that Sunday we're going to Oglebay. Is this going to be the last time I see you? Do I want to hang out with my liar father, my crazy aunt, and my annoying prepubescent brother & cousin without someone I can actually relate to to help me not to go crazy myself?
The answer is no.
And I will not regret the decision later, like you said.
Because I'm not crazy and paranoid schizo, like some aunts I know.

I'm not against paranoid schizo people, I'm just using it to make a point against my aunt because I'm upset with her. FYI.

So, anyways.

I ordered this book from the library, and it's awesome. The Hell With Love. You should totally read it~ I'm also currently obsessed with The Ting Tings and the new Colplay album, Viva La Vida (still happy about Dizzy Balloon, as well). Along with The Hell With Love, I've started a Neil Gaiman book, Fragile Things. It's a collection of some of his short stories & poems, and I love Neil Gaiman, so hands down awesome book.
Oh, and if I haven't ranted on about it already-
Dean Koontz.
Odd Thomas.
I will always, without fail, cry at the end, no matter how many times I read it (which has been three times so far).
Basically the whole Odd Thomas series is my hero. Dean Koontz is an amazing writer.


Kate & Danny leave today.

I need to check to see if I'm going back to Amy's.

Because (as you can probably see) life is getting kind of ridiculous here.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Pineapple Express

came out today.

Unfortunately, I am not 18, and it's rated R.

Curses and crosswords...

In other news.

Ten days seems like a really long time when it dictates how long you're going to be staying with your parents after a very recent decision to move out which they did not come to fully accept.

I don't know if they'll even let me go back to Amy's when Kate & Danny leave...

Which is totally their problem because I have a window that leads out on to the roof and I plan on using it if absolutely necessary.
I probably won't have to use it though, because my parents are totally oblivious and ridiculously dense when it comes to me.

For instance-
My mother told me that I was an egotistical maniac who thinks that the world revolves around me. I asked her if that was what she truly believed and she said Yes, that's what she truly believes. Then she asked me, fifteen minutes later, why I refused to speak to her.
Okay, Mom, how about this- in the space of one summer, you've told me that I don't live in your house, that you think I'm a b---- (bleeped out for the younger viewers), a few other mean and totally unnecessary things, and now you're attacking my nonexistant personality faults.
Do you really wonder why I moved out?
Because I don't.

I really want to chew my nails right now...


That was a good venting session.

But now my mom is home, and I have to go before she starts reading over my shoulders.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008


Needless to say, it was awesome.

So we got there & it was set up with seats & everything (I thought it was just going to be one of those standing things), and some people had already taken our seats, so we sat down somewhere else & took someone else's seats. We ended up moving to the front after the first few songs anyways, because we were pretty near the back.
So, Toby Mac & Diverse City are awesome and while their music is pretty awesome when you're listening to it on myspace or on CD or whatever, it is SO MUCH MORE HARDCORE IN CONCERT.
Like, I'm in love.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥


You should probably go listen to them now.


Monday, August 4, 2008

I can't deny it...

I anyone else but Allison said some of the things that she has said, I'd be rolling on the floor. But she is my sister, and I have a strong sense of pride in that I will not show her weakness! I'm not even sure if that's a reason, but whatever.

Yesterday I chilled with Amy. We had an extended conversation about how my dog looks like an old man with a glass eye.
she totally does

Amy has senior pictures today, so a good portion of yesterday was spent looking for outfits at Kohls. We also finished a puzzle and did funny things like this.

Last night I didn't get a lot of sleep, though.

So now I'm going to take a nap.

Sunday, August 3, 2008


So, I have a deviantart, k? And basically the only thing in my entire gallery that ever gets any attention is this silly picture I took forever ago.
A few people have been commenting & faving some of my other deviations, and I find that pretty exciting~♥

In other news...

Toby Mac tomorrow!
Geeked about it.
Ohio State Fair plus Jessica?
Fun times.

Let's see...
Yesterday Aunt Missy went to pick up the dog (that's actually why she came to Ohio in the first place), and it is ADORABLE. Seriously. It drooled a lot, though. Like, I had a wet patch on my jeans where it leaned against me. Anywho. We all had dinner at Aunt Cathy's, which was pretty funny because Aunt Missy and Aunt Cathy look very much alike and... Cathy is my mom's sister and Missy is my dad's sister. So, pretty hilarious. Sieanna & Mikey were there and Gabby & I threw a football around with them. Which reminds me- I'm good at throwing a football! Weird, right? I was pretty stoked about it. Then we had smores, except Cathy only had these 4th of July marshmallows and they were tiny & star-shaped. It was pretty funny. I still smell like roasted marshmallows~

Other than that...


Oh, yeah!

Amy, Sieanna & I are going to Bento GoGo for dinner Thursday. We've been craving sushi since forever, so I'm looking forward to it.

That's about it, but I will take this time to remind you that Dizzy Balloon is still an awesome band

Friday, August 1, 2008

Okay, really?

Re-met the long lost cousins & aunt. Apparently, a ticket to zoombezi bay includes the zoo, but a ticket to the zoo doesn't include zoombezi bay. Cheap bastards. Either way, I decided to stay home and nap. Hasn't happened yet, but I plan on it.

I'm sitting in the hottest room in the house which is coincidentally the room with the computer in it, and the fan is going crazy. Like, it's clicking like crazy and sounds as if it's about to fall from the ceiling and crush me.

Funny thing is that it's clicking in time to the song I'm listening to.

Ironic, I think.

Funny Stuff, actually...

Haven't even started to get ready to go, and my day is getting pretty hilarious.

I drove over to Amy's to get my swimsuit and to return Kate's pants (and to get some to replace them), and guess what?
I set off the house alarm.

I went in through the garage since I had the combination, but apparently the alarm system was on and there are motion detectors in the garage, sooooo...
At least we know it works now.

Kate woke up and let me in, of course, and we all lived happily ever after.

And just after this incident I remembered a part of my dream, which added in to the whole thing because it was pretty ridiculous. Ben Afflek and Dulé Hill (Gus from Psych) were in it. Ben Affleck (who wasn't Ben Afflek, by the way) was this guy who had a crush on me and I had a crush onhim but we were both to awkward to make the first real move. Something happens, I'm at school (except it's my house?) and I see the-guy-who-isn't-Ben-Affleck's car pull up and start honking so I'm like, Yay! Then I go to the door and start to scold him for coming during shcool hours, and it's actually Gus and some Asian guy, and they're both mortally wounded and I'm like, "Call 911! Somebody, call 911!"

Then I got woken up by the sounds of my father cleaning across the hall.

Sun Sun Sun

So, had fun at Zoombezi Bay yesterday (and that's how you actually spell it).
Amy didn't go because she had in cars, but Britt (one of Amy's cousins) was there & she's around my age, and Kate & Danny were there as well so I wasn't stranded or anything like that.
Pretty geeked about it. I was outside from like, 10 am to 6 pm and you can just barely tell... I suck at getting tan, I guess.

Anyway, as I was saying...
The night before Zoombezi I stayed the night at Amy's so we could get ready in the morning. Except instead of going to bed at a decent hour and waking up refreshed, we played spades until like, 12:30. My team won :D
The point is that I went to bed around 1, woke up at 8, ran around all day, went to bed at 11, and THEN I woke up around THE UNGODLY HOUR OF SIX IN THE MORNING because my dad is a weirdo. He was chilling in Allison's room cleaning. I was like, "Shut up. I'm sleeping," and guess what? They start vacuuming.
Obviously, I'm loved.


They're cleaning because Aunt Missy (Dad's sister) and her brood (Parker aka "Pudge" and Gabrielle) are coming over, as well as Gabriel (cute kid), and we're all going to...-hold your breathe-... ZOOMBEZI BAY!
I know, right?
So we're going to the Zoo the first half of the day, and then Zoombezi bay when it gets warmer out.

Only half looking forward to it, since I'm all worn out.
If I was a battery, I might be very nearly dead.

In other news.
Got a cute hand-me-down outfit from Sieanna.
I don't know why she buys pants that are so tall. I mean, she's five feet tall. Really, Sieanna? Long? As long as I get them~♥

Do you have tickets to the gun show?

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

PS (I love these things)

Love the new header?

I do :D

Get it? "Strange Bird" is supposed to be the title for my blog, aaaaaaand...

It's a cat!





Be it Zoomeezi or Zamboozle or Zimbabwe, whatever! I'm going to the water park formerly known as Wyandot lake tomorrow!

Yeah, I'm pretty geeked.

Amy's family is going, and I was invited because I'm awesome.


Um, other than that...

Nothing much.

Planning on going to Easton with Kylie, and on the 4th I'm going to the Toby Mac concert at the Ohio State Fair and meeting O'Rourke there. Geeked about that, too.

My room is still mostly clean.

We're making headway on the school thing.



That's about it.


Monday, July 28, 2008


Amy helped me clean my room. Which is a big thing. It took like, four hours, and that's shaving off break time and all that jazz. If it wasn't for her, I never would get anything done.

And I got Meg's halfway birthday present. Totally made my day.

I also discovered that I love things with ribbons around the waist. Makes me look less plump, more shapely.

Gabriel visited last night. He is probably the most adorable child I have ever met. He's my older sister's godson, and his mother is a family friend. He calls my mom, "Nanna Anna." We had fun :D

(In case you haven't noticed, I've discovered that I really like adding pictures to my posts now.)

In other news... Amy's older sister and her husband are visiting from Texas, so I'm kinda back in my house. Kathy kept talking about how she's going to talk to Tim so that he knows that I'm still there, but she hasn't even told him that I'm living there yet, soooo... Yeah.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Post Script

Plus, things get a bit freaky when you see someone as often in your dreams as you do in real life.

Which is true in my case.

Crap and dark corners...

Hell and Hand grenades

Well this sucks.


Kinda moved in with my bff Jill Amy.

Maybe most likely not going to MVA this year.
Attending the overcrowded, dangerous, and decidedly terrifying public high school.

Not going to Pennsic, which would have been my last self esteem boost /slash/ chance to have a summer fling before school starts.

Applied for a job.
No word back yet.

My mom lied to me about talking to the financial person at MVA. Which means she didn't even try to see if I can still go to MVA.
I need to talk to her...

and my father, because he's still ridiculously in denial.

I'm going to have to talk to Mark at some point in time, too. About his maybe-girlfriend, and me liking him, and how I think it wouldn't work if there was anything there but I want so much for something to be there...

Did I mention that my heart is breaking into tiny pieces?
That too.

Monday, June 30, 2008

My Dear,

I just don't give a damn.

I don't know if those are the exact words, but if they are, I don't want to plagiarize, sooo... copyright Gone with the Wind etc.


The point is, I've been stressing out and really it's all in my head. So I'm saying to myself, "Hey. I don't give a pile of poo as to where I hang my hat! Because 1) I have no hats and 2) it's not like I'm an orphan or anything.

I saw like, a minute of The Eye last night. And if you weren't aware (if you even care), I hate scary movies. So I had a nightmare.
I mean, it was a perfectly fine dream until my sister (in the dream) pointed out a burning building, so I ran inside to see if anyone was still there and I saw this lady with her kid and I tried to talk to them but they vanished into smoke (there was even creepy music!) and a lady came out of the door and she was like, "Go warn the others. Tell them there is a fire." I thought she was alive until her face started to turn greenish and crispy, then I realized not so much. By this time, everyone was still completely oblivious and all the people there were living in the building connected so I was like, "CALL 911! FIRE! CALL AN AMBULANCE! FIRE, YOU IDIOTS!" but my voice wasn't loud enough to I had to run around telling everyone. Then everyone got out and was like, "Dude, why didn't you tell us sooner?" and they were complaining so I was like, "HEY!" and basically laid it out on them about how stupid they are and how awesome I was. Then these two guys were like, "Hey. We like that you got angry. We might make you an honorary black person! (they were black, obviously). Then everyone started walking up these stairs, and suddenly there were these lights/ lamps and I was like, "Where's my sister?!" because they were "spirit lights" and I told her so and she had to help me walk. I was hoping they were like, friendly light because I stopped other people from dying but after the creepy music started and I started to see angry scary things I just covered my eyes and let her lead me.

Some stuff happened after that, but I don't really remember.

Moving on.

We're going to Pennsic.
I had lunch at Panera with Sieanna and Aaren (not at the same time) and dinner at Boston Market with Chella, Andrew, Brit, Amy & Josh.
I saw Wall E with the family.


That's about it.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Is it a condition?

I have serious empathy problems. Not as bad as the person in a book I read where if she saw someone get punched she'd feel it and fall back, but almost.

So, I'm a totally geek and caught up on the Naruto chapters. I know that nobody reads this so I'm going to vent my emotions here.


I mean, really. Almost all at once, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM. Half of Akatsuki dies, then Itachi dies and we find out he's actually a good guy (kinda) and Sasuke's like, "RAWR Must destry leaf!" and Jiraiya dies and everyone's like, "Why the hell would you write code on a toad's back AS YOU'RE DYING?" and there's general ANGST everywhere.

Okay, I'm done.

So, new and exciting things.

Worked up at the school cafeteria for campmeeting, saw people had fun redhead ex still has weird sway.

Kristy's (assistant dean) wedding- I was a bridesmaid. Eventful, fun, very tiring.

Kinda moved out. Halfway. Sort of.

We have a new kitten. His name is... Dan. I want to call him Ninja Dan, but noone else will accept it. Oh well.

Mark has a girlfriend that I found out about when I saw her at his graduation party. She looks like Tina Rudy... AND He might not come to Pennsic. That leaves me in the center of a hormonal hurricane unprotected. I'm pretty scared.

Ummmmmmm... I've been hanging out with people. Yay! Saw KungFu Panda with Chel; went to Boston Market w/ Josh&Amy, Chel, Brit, and Andrew; walked to Panera with Aaren. Tomorrow/Today (it's late, isn't it?) I'm going to see WALL-E.
Pretty geeked about it, not going to lie.

Chel thinks I'm the bees knees now cuz we were on our way back from Kung Fu Panda and that pocketful of sunshine song came on and she was like, "Why don't I have a pocketful of sunshine?" and I said, "Because you'd burn yourself. And probably blind people." Apprently it was funnier because I was totally serious and said it in the tone of voice that was dripping with that, "Duh, Chelsea. It's totally common sense," kinda thing.
I'm glad I brightened someone's day. (get it? sunshine, brightened...? oh, whatever)

Which reminds me (for some reason)...

I've got that song by Katy Perry stuck in my head. "I kissed a girl and I liked it..."

It's late.

I should probably go to be now. . .

Thursday, May 29, 2008

I'm so weird...

I hate this whole coming of age thing. I mean, I've been "coming of age" since...
Since whenever.

It kind of sucks being weird.

But at the same time, it's cool to look back and see myself grow.

Like, "Hey, one month ago I couldn't stand that girl. I realize now that just because she has a different life doesn't mean I have to hate her."

Having money happens to people to work hard... and a bunch of other people, but working hard helps. Not to say that people who are poor don't work hard... In fact, they're kind of working harder...

Oh, screw it. I'm getting bitter again.

That I'm trying to get over my petty flaws and move on.
Trying to get over Mark, and Greed, and Jealousy, ee-tea-sea (that would be etc).

Besides, I have gifts too.
Some gifts are just more profitable...

So, did anyone else know that Cedar Point has a Gay Day?
I kinda thought gay people just, like, collected there or something.
Or maybe our trip just happened to coincide with a purely coincidental rush of flamers...

I still have no life.


School's been out for quite some time now, actually. I've just been chilling at Amy's for the past few days. Mostly for the Harvest Moon 64, but I also enjoy not being in my house. Oh, and Amy's pretty awesome too.


Graduation weekend for boring, tedious, and super long. They even sang "Graduation" by Vitamin C. How cheesy is that? But I digress. I roomed with Kristy, and Katie Roddy & Jess were across the hall. We basically had a super time whenever we weren't working or practicing. There was this class get together night thing, and we watched The Goonies up at the ampitheatre and made smores. I discovered I have a special talent for making perfectly toasted marshmallows (after one practice run). We also discovered that Mrs Castillo is even more awesome than we previously thought possible.

I'm going to miss 08...

Ok, maybe not. I'm going to miss a few of the people that graduated in 08.

In even other news...

Mark's graduation party is this coming Sunday. I was freaking out about it at first, but Meg set my mind at ease. I didn't know what to wear, really. I know that sounds super typical girl ish, but I think I have a right since I'm super not typical girl most of the time. I mean, I don't like him, but I don't want to go looking like a bum. If I dress up too nice though, any of the girls at his school that actually like him (or his girlfriend if he has one) might feel threatened by me (since I'm so darned sexy). Add that on to the fact that I suck at dressing myself, and... Voila. Instant freak out session.
PLUS Aisha grabbed his senior picture from the invitation and teased me with it.
She never gave it back...

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Angry at the Fashion World Again

I think the only real reason I try to read fashion mags anymore is for things to clip out to put in my Inspiration Book and the little perfume samples. Seriously. Gotta love [some of] those perfumes.

So, anywho.

Today was the last SA event of the year, which entails electing next year's SA people & announcing which class won the competition. We (the juniors) were worried the entire day, because the seniors were really close behind us in points and we were doing reall badly. So the results came back, and the winner for the day (not year) were the seniors (we were third). So I was like, oh, we're not going to win if they were first. But then Mr B was calling out the end of year results, and he was like, "Third place, Ssssssss... SENIORS!" Which totally shocked everyone cuz we thought it was going to be 4) freshman, 3) sophomores, 2) juniors, and 1)seniors. Then we all held our breath, and when he announced that Sophomores were in second our class went CRAZY.
Seriously, we never won anything in the past two years. Like, I actually think we've been in last place for the past two years. So this was pretty awesome.

Then I tried to give Jessica a high five, but she gave me a high face. I wish I hadn't invented those, because now I have whiplash or something.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Across the Universe and Juno

Both were amazing and I want the soundtracks.
For some reason there are two extended versions of the Across the Universe ost. The only difference is two songs & availability, but one of the songs they cut was that "She's so Heavy" one and that was one of my favorites so bummer. Why couldn't they have taken out "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds"? I mean, that comes in at the very end and it really kinda has no real story behind it. Whereas I want you/ She's so heavy does, plus it's awesome.

And Juno was hilarious. "THUNDERCATS ARE GO!"
I had already heard Kimya Dawson and a few of the other artists that were on the CD, so it was pretty awesome hearing more of their music. I'm a hundred and something on the waiting list in the library, so I'm thinking about just buying it and saving the trouble and skipped songs.

In other news, I--

went to Boston, got a letter from Mark after getting over him & kinda regressed but I'm better now, talked to Meg (finally), and a bunch of other stuff.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

In any case

Just got back from Indiana Academy. Lancito, Kristy & I spent four days of our spring break visiting at Meg's house, and it was great fun. There are many funny pictures involved, but most of them are embarassing so never mind. Plus, they're on Lance's camera at the moment, so I couldn't post them either way.

I miss sunlight...

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

still quite new

Still quite sick. Mystery illness- we thought it was a stomache flu/ flu/ strep throat thing, but after starting Jan 23rd and having not let up since, my doctor is a little confused. I had a few tests done & they all came back negative, so now I probably have to get more tests done as well as keep a diary of my symptoms & all that jazz per day. WHAT SUCKS is that I've been throwing up at least once a day since mid-January and I haven't lost ANY WEIGHT. I mean, if I'm going to suffer terrible illness, I might as well gain (or in this case, lose) something from it, right?

Decided that God doesn't want me with Mark. Everytime I get close to doing something vaguely romantic with him, something random happens. For instance- every year, my school's Christmas concert is on the same day as his family's Christmas party, which is one of the three times every year that I get to see him. Boo. This year, however, Christmas concert was rescheduled due to weather hazards (ice storm). Of course, the day it's rescheduled on just so happens to be the same day that another event was scheduled on that I was planning to use as an opportunity to ask Mark out. Then I invite him to banquet- pay the money on time, get the form in on time, all of which is very shocking if you know who I am as well as the story from last year. I give him directions, everything covered. The night before banquet, his dad's car gets hit by a deer. His dad's ok, car totaled. No show. I TURNED DOWN TWO [very nice] GUY [friend]S to invite him, and of course felt like a total jerk when I showed up with an empty arm. Plus, ever since I've started praying to God that he would send me a nice man (preferably Mark) someone else starts to have a crush on me. Not that I hate these guys, they're all good friends, but the point is they're not Mark and I think God knows that. SO. God's got some sort of beef with Mark and I'm willing to accept that.
In conclusion- NO MORE MARK/ MEN. PERIOD.

As well as all this, there's also the whole college thing looming near. I mean, I didn't start worrying about it until now, which I guess fits right in with my procrastinating nature. Just wait until 2nd semester of Junior year when you're about to become a Senior to even put serious mental & emotional thought into what you want to spend a good portion of your life devoted to. Like, every time I come home from leave there are giant stacks of college letter things screaming at me from various places in the house. ARGH.

Then there's the parent thing, which is basically summed up like this- I'm not too fond of them at the present moment. I mean, I know I'm supposed to forgive Dad over & over & over until Jesus comes and beyond if I have to, but IT'S REALLY HARD. AND HE'S NOT MAKING IT ANY EASIER. Of course, that's no excuse, and I'll have to keep on keeping on. I just kinda hate being home. I just feel like I'm in a pressure cooker, and Dad's burning me as he let's off his steam. It's because my family sucks at communicating anything except anger and humor, and sometimes not even that. Rawr. Anger.

And ever since Meg moved away, I have no one to talk to at school. I mean, I talk to people & everything, but I don't have anyone reasonable & understanding enough to release my unreasonable girly vents on. I mean, Yani & Kristy are good people, but... Neither of them are even close to my wavelength, whereas Meg & I have gotten to the piont where we can nearly always read each others minds. Even over the phone. And her appliances have picked up on it too- they mirror my thoughts. Seriously. No joke. I've had to use Dean Shiela as resident therapist, which I must admit she is AMAZING at. Makes my day.

I believe that there is quite a bit more going on that I can't recall, but I'll spare the details. I would just like to end on this thought-



Monday, January 28, 2008


So, I was just reading over that last post and quite a bit has changed, and I didn't want to leave my imaginary friends kept hanging.



Broke my nose again. Once in December after caroling on Meg's head as we rolled down the hill behind/ in front of the cafeteria; again this month, with somebody's elbow as I was backspotting in gymnastics.

Remained single for the entire first schoolyear... That's my goal, at least.

Made new friends and all that jazz.


Meg left? To Indiana Academy. And cut her hair.

I might be a bridesmaid in Dean Kristy's wedding.

I fully realized how much of a weenie I am.


Sick at the moment, so I really can't think too hard on it.
Whatever, it's not like I won't remember years from now.