I had my first band practice today!!! It was SO much fun, even though I only sat there and listened to everyone. The people in band are really nice, and a lot of fun. I can't wait to hang out with them at the games and at competitions.
Oh lord, have I been so much busier than normal. I joined the school tennis team like a month ago. The seasons almost over (Thank God). But I also JUST joined marching band, so now I have that to go to every week. But practices aren't every day and I don't have to sit there till 8:30 PM doing nothing. I'm filling in a spot on the field for a flute, so I get to march and pretend to play, haha.
All the cool people are in band. srsly. So is the guy I like. But that's beside the point.
First football game where I get to hang out with everyone is tomorrow, really excited. I'm also excited to get my uniform. I don't know why. I want to dress up like a power ranger with all the cool kids.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Who could ask for anymore?
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
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Hello~Just a quick update.
Why the Brendon Picture? Because in TWO DAYS I'm going to see him! Yay! I'm going to the Blink-182 concert with Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, and Chester French. I've never heard Chester French before, hope I like them. Lol.
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I looked at Panic!'s set list... only two Pretty. Odd. Songs. Bawww. But I can see where it's hard for them to play those songs when Ryan used to sing a big portion of them.
See you soon, Brendon and Spencer! Best of luck on this show and many more! :)
Thursday, July 30, 2009
ROME!
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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Okay, so I didn't have internet in Rome, because it cost like 18 euros, which is like 25 or so dollars. So I wrote in a Word document and now I'm posting it here.
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Whoo, been a few days, huh? I know, I know. I said I’d try to update every day or so, but the hotel in Rome has no Internet. I’m in Rome, now, as I type this, in MS Word. I’ve just ended my second day here, and have my last one tomorrow.
We took a train from Paris to Rome. Along the way, at the station where we had to change trains, we met a nice Canadian guy who was going to Rome as well. Our train was delayed 10 minutes so we talked to him to pass the time.
Trains are so different! They’re like flying, except with a view. The reason we took a train instead of flying was for the view of the European countryside. It was really pretty, with all the little towns and mountains.
The first day, we had a tour of the Four big churches in Rome, ending at the HUGE Saint Peter’s. It was a pretty cool tour, and our group was really small: Me, Mom, Dad, and a group of four people from Liverpool, England. Oh my GOSH. I LOVE their accents! And that’s not all. They had two boys; both blondes, long-ish hair, around the same age - I think one was a few years older – both were around my age I think. The younger one though… He looked like Cal would in his teens. Both the boys were kinda hot rofl… no srsly. I mean it.
Anyway, after the Churches tour, we headed over to the Vascilica Museum for another tour. This lady that was our guide must have got off on art history, because she told us every little detail about every little painting and every person in it. Did I mention that this museum had barely any A/C? Well yeah, it had any barely any A/C. I guess she was used to the heat, but no one else was and it was horrible. Most of the time we couldn’t pay attention because it was that hot
Today we had another tour, at the Coliseum and the ruins. Our tour guide was fairly good, and she kept it interesting. She also tried to make sure we all had enough water and that we could get into the shade whenever there was any. She also told us of the stories of gore and blood, which was awesome, lol.
As we headed over to the ruins, I saw my British boys and their mum and dad again, they didn’t see us though. On our walk back to the Coliseum I saw the older brother and the dad, and this time they did see us, though our parents only said hello to each other and asked how each was doing, while me and the older boy just kind of looked at each other smiled in hello.
At the end of the day we did a quick horse-and-carriage ride around one part of Rome, which was kind of nice, but really short for 150 Euros. That’s about $200.
That’s all for now, really. My eyes are starting to get heavy and I want nothing more than to slip off into dreamland and dream about England and the two blondes who belong to it.
BTW, I believe I’ve actually picked up a bit of an accent. Just a small bit. But another tid-bit is that I can only think in a British accent. Lol.
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Whoo, been a few days, huh? I know, I know. I said I’d try to update every day or so, but the hotel in Rome has no Internet. I’m in Rome, now, as I type this, in MS Word. I’ve just ended my second day here, and have my last one tomorrow.
We took a train from Paris to Rome. Along the way, at the station where we had to change trains, we met a nice Canadian guy who was going to Rome as well. Our train was delayed 10 minutes so we talked to him to pass the time.
Trains are so different! They’re like flying, except with a view. The reason we took a train instead of flying was for the view of the European countryside. It was really pretty, with all the little towns and mountains.
The first day, we had a tour of the Four big churches in Rome, ending at the HUGE Saint Peter’s. It was a pretty cool tour, and our group was really small: Me, Mom, Dad, and a group of four people from Liverpool, England. Oh my GOSH. I LOVE their accents! And that’s not all. They had two boys; both blondes, long-ish hair, around the same age - I think one was a few years older – both were around my age I think. The younger one though… He looked like Cal would in his teens. Both the boys were kinda hot rofl… no srsly. I mean it.
Anyway, after the Churches tour, we headed over to the Vascilica Museum for another tour. This lady that was our guide must have got off on art history, because she told us every little detail about every little painting and every person in it. Did I mention that this museum had barely any A/C? Well yeah, it had any barely any A/C. I guess she was used to the heat, but no one else was and it was horrible. Most of the time we couldn’t pay attention because it was that hot
Today we had another tour, at the Coliseum and the ruins. Our tour guide was fairly good, and she kept it interesting. She also tried to make sure we all had enough water and that we could get into the shade whenever there was any. She also told us of the stories of gore and blood, which was awesome, lol.
As we headed over to the ruins, I saw my British boys and their mum and dad again, they didn’t see us though. On our walk back to the Coliseum I saw the older brother and the dad, and this time they did see us, though our parents only said hello to each other and asked how each was doing, while me and the older boy just kind of looked at each other smiled in hello.
At the end of the day we did a quick horse-and-carriage ride around one part of Rome, which was kind of nice, but really short for 150 Euros. That’s about $200.
That’s all for now, really. My eyes are starting to get heavy and I want nothing more than to slip off into dreamland and dream about England and the two blondes who belong to it.
BTW, I believe I’ve actually picked up a bit of an accent. Just a small bit. But another tid-bit is that I can only think in a British accent. Lol.
Monday, July 20, 2009
FRANCE Day 1 And Jetlag
Monday, July 20, 2009
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I lost six hours on that plane. SIX. Dinner was at like 9:30PM. Breakfast at 2AM, because in France it was 8AM. I didn't get any sleep on the plane at all. So when we got to our hotel, we all crashed for like 3 hours. What we didn't realize is that we have a tour bus pass for two days, and today is one of those two. So as soon as we found that out, we rushed to the bus and did the whole tour.
Getting hungry, we got off the bus and found a nice little Cafe just down the block. I had a (Very good) Club sandwich and 'chips' (AKA french fries). We all got a coke, and you know how we just get it out of the fountian or we get a can or something? We got the glass. Like, the original Classic Coke-Cola glass. That was awesome.
Yes, I'm a nut for Coke-Cola things.
Not wanting to go back to the hotel and just sit there, we walked to The Ark of Triumph and went down the long street of shops. There were a couple of cool car show rooms we stopped in, the Adidas Shop was HUGE, and had games on the Wii for people to play, plus you could make a Mii if you wanted to. We also stopped and got some Ice-Cream, at a Hagen Das. Hagen Das = LOVE. If you haven't had any HD Icecream, your seriously missing out. It's one of me and my mom's favorite ice cream makers.
Two more days in Paris, then a day-long train ride to Rome. Whooo~
Getting hungry, we got off the bus and found a nice little Cafe just down the block. I had a (Very good) Club sandwich and 'chips' (AKA french fries). We all got a coke, and you know how we just get it out of the fountian or we get a can or something? We got the glass. Like, the original Classic Coke-Cola glass. That was awesome.
Yes, I'm a nut for Coke-Cola things.
Not wanting to go back to the hotel and just sit there, we walked to The Ark of Triumph and went down the long street of shops. There were a couple of cool car show rooms we stopped in, the Adidas Shop was HUGE, and had games on the Wii for people to play, plus you could make a Mii if you wanted to. We also stopped and got some Ice-Cream, at a Hagen Das. Hagen Das = LOVE. If you haven't had any HD Icecream, your seriously missing out. It's one of me and my mom's favorite ice cream makers.
Two more days in Paris, then a day-long train ride to Rome. Whooo~
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Harry Potter or Harry Pot-Head?
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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LOL sorry, I couldn't resist!
Anyway, I DID go and see the new HP movie at midnight with my friends. Apparently, my guitar teacher did too, rofl.
Anyway, here's my review:
I went into this movie not knowing anything that was going on, but I wanted to enjoy it anyway. Before the movie started, I asked my friend if this was going to be anything like the Twilight movie when it first opened (All the squealing and such), and she reassured me no. She was horribly wrong.
As soon as the movie began, everyone SCREAMED. And they did that through-out the movie too. Plus the people behind me couldn't shut up.
anyway, to the actual movie.
To tell the truth, I don't remember much of it. It didn't hold my attention span at all, which is pretty bad, because I have a fairly long attention span. The main components from the movie that i remember are: Each of the characters have a love interest, of which Hermione doesn't get her's until later. Harry and DUMBLYDOOR go out to get something (It didn't really explain what?) and it turns out to be fake. Dumbledoor dies. Snape is the Half Blood Prince.
What's the deal with the Half Blood Prince anyway? What's his importance? I didn't get that part either. It was a horribly LONG movie, being about 2 hours and 30 minutes. WAY to long to have NO PLOT LINE. I will not be watching this movie again.
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Saturday will be my last full day in America. I'm flying out to Paris on Sunday evening. It's an overnight flight. I don't know what time it's going to be when I get there, but I do know I'm going to have some major jet lag.
"Oh, permanent jet lag, please take me back~"
I'm going to try and keep a record of where I go, what I do, and what I see while I'm in Europe with this blog. I'll see about adding pictures when I post, but I'm not guaranteeing anything picture-wise until I get back. I don't know if I'm going to even have internet either. Guess we'll find out, right?
Anyway, if I don't see you in a few days, Good day, Good night and see you Soon!
Anyway, I DID go and see the new HP movie at midnight with my friends. Apparently, my guitar teacher did too, rofl.
Anyway, here's my review:
I went into this movie not knowing anything that was going on, but I wanted to enjoy it anyway. Before the movie started, I asked my friend if this was going to be anything like the Twilight movie when it first opened (All the squealing and such), and she reassured me no. She was horribly wrong.
As soon as the movie began, everyone SCREAMED. And they did that through-out the movie too. Plus the people behind me couldn't shut up.
anyway, to the actual movie.
To tell the truth, I don't remember much of it. It didn't hold my attention span at all, which is pretty bad, because I have a fairly long attention span. The main components from the movie that i remember are: Each of the characters have a love interest, of which Hermione doesn't get her's until later. Harry and DUMBLYDOOR go out to get something (It didn't really explain what?) and it turns out to be fake. Dumbledoor dies. Snape is the Half Blood Prince.
What's the deal with the Half Blood Prince anyway? What's his importance? I didn't get that part either. It was a horribly LONG movie, being about 2 hours and 30 minutes. WAY to long to have NO PLOT LINE. I will not be watching this movie again.
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Saturday will be my last full day in America. I'm flying out to Paris on Sunday evening. It's an overnight flight. I don't know what time it's going to be when I get there, but I do know I'm going to have some major jet lag.
"Oh, permanent jet lag, please take me back~"
I'm going to try and keep a record of where I go, what I do, and what I see while I'm in Europe with this blog. I'll see about adding pictures when I post, but I'm not guaranteeing anything picture-wise until I get back. I don't know if I'm going to even have internet either. Guess we'll find out, right?
Anyway, if I don't see you in a few days, Good day, Good night and see you Soon!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Not a robot... Like a... a Mandriod!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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Ohh, Supernatural. You will never get old, I swear. Erik Kripke has some serious talent here doods.
Sam drunk?
Dean: *Walks in* Did find out about Rose?
Sam: You're bossy.
Dean: What?
Sam: You're bossy!
Dean:... Are you drunk?
Sam: Well, YEAH! :D
Ohhh yes.
So, I'm sitting here watching Supernatural (What a shock!) and waiting till 11:15. That's when my friend is coming to pick me up to go see the midnight showing of Harry Potter. Yeahh, I'm going to see it. Might as well, I have nothing better to do. Went to the fair today. I saw this one kid from school that hugs me a lot. I didn't let him hug me today, I just slapped the crap out of him.
That's really it for now. Review on the movie tomorrow maybe?
Sam drunk?
Dean: *Walks in* Did find out about Rose?
Sam: You're bossy.
Dean: What?
Sam: You're bossy!
Dean:... Are you drunk?
Sam: Well, YEAH! :D
Ohhh yes.
So, I'm sitting here watching Supernatural (What a shock!) and waiting till 11:15. That's when my friend is coming to pick me up to go see the midnight showing of Harry Potter. Yeahh, I'm going to see it. Might as well, I have nothing better to do. Went to the fair today. I saw this one kid from school that hugs me a lot. I didn't let him hug me today, I just slapped the crap out of him.
That's really it for now. Review on the movie tomorrow maybe?
Ello, Luv
Soo...
Hi.
I haven't posted here in decades, I know. But I need a new place for my Blog, my one on LJ doesn't get enough love and I hate the posting platform, so I'm going to seriously try Blogspot now.
To start things off:
Did you know Interwebs was added to the dictionary?
THAT'S AMAZING.
So, it's 1:24 AM on this lovely but cold night here in Ohio.
I'm going to the fair tomorrow and a friend wants to drag me to see the new Harry Potter movie.
Now don't get me wrong, it's okay, but I'm not sure I want to watch some wizard cast spells and do crap for an hour and a half. I was never a fan of Harry Potter, and will probably never be.
On the matter of Panic! At The Disco:
I'm not siding with one side. I'm wishing them both the best of luck and waiting to see what happens. Everyone who's saying it's Ross's fault needs to shut their cake hole. What the hell did he do? Him and the rest of the members all agreed, with out a fight. Everyone who's blaming someone is just looking for a scapegoat to vent out on, to blame, to hate for this mess. I don't see why though. Why is there any reason to hate? So two members of your favorite band leave, but the rest of the band carries on?
And stop trying to get them back, it'll never happen.
Hi.
I haven't posted here in decades, I know. But I need a new place for my Blog, my one on LJ doesn't get enough love and I hate the posting platform, so I'm going to seriously try Blogspot now.
To start things off:
Did you know Interwebs was added to the dictionary?
THAT'S AMAZING.
So, it's 1:24 AM on this lovely but cold night here in Ohio.
I'm going to the fair tomorrow and a friend wants to drag me to see the new Harry Potter movie.
Now don't get me wrong, it's okay, but I'm not sure I want to watch some wizard cast spells and do crap for an hour and a half. I was never a fan of Harry Potter, and will probably never be.
On the matter of Panic! At The Disco:
I'm not siding with one side. I'm wishing them both the best of luck and waiting to see what happens. Everyone who's saying it's Ross's fault needs to shut their cake hole. What the hell did he do? Him and the rest of the members all agreed, with out a fight. Everyone who's blaming someone is just looking for a scapegoat to vent out on, to blame, to hate for this mess. I don't see why though. Why is there any reason to hate? So two members of your favorite band leave, but the rest of the band carries on?
And stop trying to get them back, it'll never happen.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Talk About Long Nights
Monday, April 20, 2009
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Last night when I went to bed, I had my little 'feeling of impending doom' thing going on. I knocked it off as jitters for going back to school the next day after break. I was wrong. Horribly, horribly wrong.
At about 3 AM, I woke up to find my lower abdomen in horrible pain. It felt like I was getting cramps and had diarrhea really bad at the same time, and I also felt like I was going to puke my brains out any minute. I got up and went to the bathroom, but it just got worse, so I tried to go get my parents. I got to their door, moaned "Mom" and then collapsed on the floor from being lightheaded and in such pain. I think I blacked out there for a little bit, because I can't remember anything that happened after I fell, the next thing I remember is being back in the bathroom with a bucket by me and my mom handing me an Advil and 7-Up to try and get my stomach to calm down. My dad also got me a glass of water. My mom said when she saw me fall, it gave her a rush, and she got pale and dizzy, and felt like she was going to throw up too. I realized that I couldn't see very well in the bathroom, everything was blurry, like I was trying to focus on everything at one time. I could barley keep my head up. It was really scary. The whole time I was thinking, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die... I don't want to die but I want the pain to stop." Eventually I made it back to bed, where the pain kept coming in waves, but I managed to fall asleep. And now here I am, staying home from school in fear I'm going to have another outburst during class. That, and my stomach is still upset and if I move around too much it hurts.
My dad wants to take me to the doctor, and I want to go. I can't miss school tomorrow because of OAT testing. If we miss one day of that, we have to make up that test of course, but we also don't get to go on the incentive and have to stay at school while everyone else bowls or goes to see a movie.
Well, I'll let you go now. See ya around. Maybe soon I'll have an update on my condition or why this happened. Tah-tah.
At about 3 AM, I woke up to find my lower abdomen in horrible pain. It felt like I was getting cramps and had diarrhea really bad at the same time, and I also felt like I was going to puke my brains out any minute. I got up and went to the bathroom, but it just got worse, so I tried to go get my parents. I got to their door, moaned "Mom" and then collapsed on the floor from being lightheaded and in such pain. I think I blacked out there for a little bit, because I can't remember anything that happened after I fell, the next thing I remember is being back in the bathroom with a bucket by me and my mom handing me an Advil and 7-Up to try and get my stomach to calm down. My dad also got me a glass of water. My mom said when she saw me fall, it gave her a rush, and she got pale and dizzy, and felt like she was going to throw up too. I realized that I couldn't see very well in the bathroom, everything was blurry, like I was trying to focus on everything at one time. I could barley keep my head up. It was really scary. The whole time I was thinking, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die... I don't want to die but I want the pain to stop." Eventually I made it back to bed, where the pain kept coming in waves, but I managed to fall asleep. And now here I am, staying home from school in fear I'm going to have another outburst during class. That, and my stomach is still upset and if I move around too much it hurts.
My dad wants to take me to the doctor, and I want to go. I can't miss school tomorrow because of OAT testing. If we miss one day of that, we have to make up that test of course, but we also don't get to go on the incentive and have to stay at school while everyone else bowls or goes to see a movie.
Well, I'll let you go now. See ya around. Maybe soon I'll have an update on my condition or why this happened. Tah-tah.
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