Bling Bling

"I am hip. I am cool. I have the bling bling." Imagine a teenage girl saying that in a really dorky voice with a ring pop on her finger. And that is what I did today.

Jello

Is it possible to get sugar high off of strawberry jello? I think you can, because I'm at an incredible high at the moment, and I just had strawberry jello. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I am no quite done yet. But you get the idea. Or you should. Because if you don't then you are a freaking idiot and I don't like you anymore!!! Just kidding!!!! LALALALALALA!!!

Anniversary

Today is my brother's fourth anniversary. Four years ago today, he got married. My sister-in-law is really I great person; I love her. And my little nephew, I love him as well. But I remember that day very well. May 29, 2004. An enjoyable spring day. I believe the wedding was at 2 in the afternoon. It was at the biggest church I had ever been in. And I was the one and only junior bridesmaid. I remeber the lavendar top and skirt I wore. That was when i first got into the color purple. After the ceremony we went to the most beautiful place to take pictures. I don't know what it was and I probably couldn't take you there now, but it was so pretty. After that was the reception. There were toasts. One from the best man, and one from the maid of honor, and one from me. Mine was different though. I played the violin for everybody in that room. It was so much fun. There was food and then the first dance. And the second dance with parents. And then everybody dance for hours. Only stopping for the cutting and eating of the cake. I didn't get back to my aunt's house until 2 the next morning. It was so much fun. So I'm glad that every year I get to remember my version of their wedding day. I'm sure that their's is different.

Annie

I am on a mission to find the piano music for the broadway musical, Annie. I thought you could get it free online, but apparently not. I found it on Amazon, but it was 38 dollars. Totally not worth it!!!! So I shall continue my search, and ask a local music store. I bet it's cheaper there. I hope a succeed.

Bike Path

Today me and a couple friends decided to go to a park in the next to town to have a picnic lunch. We get there and have lunch. Then on the way home, we decide to stop at Cumby's and get a 32 oz slushie. They have sour green apple now!!! YUM. Then we ride home and decide to ride our bikes to the playground. The very same playground that my mp3 player got stolen. We get there and this kid starts following us. We get to talking about iPods and she's like I want another, I already have two. And I'm like WHAT!? NO FAIR!!!!! I don't have any cuz my bean got stolen. Then we decide to go to the ice cream place in town. Coffee ice cream all the way. Then we decided to ride to the beach. We were gonna pick up some more friends on the way but they weren't home. So we went to the beach. But then we had to go home. Although we did see a stop sign the read: "Stop Bush" Funny stuff, and all too true.

Memorial Day

Today is Memorial Day. Wooo! Every year my town has a parade on Memorial Day. I kind of feel bad every year because I don't like parades so I don't go to it. Especially now at my school since I'm in band. The band teacher tries to get as many kids as possible to join the marching band. I would, honestly I would, but I don't like going to parades so why should I participate in it? But the teacher always makes me feel bad, because she says the town likes seeing us kids going out and participating in the marching band or whatever. And I don't even go to the parade.

National Treasure 2

Today I was bored out of my mind for most of the morning. People were busy so I decided to watch a movie. We had just rented National Treasure 2 from the redbox last night, so I thought I'd watch that. Right when the previews started, my friend called. She ended up coming over and we watched the movie. It's a good movie I think. Definitely worth watching. I think the first one was better however. I love Riley. He's awesome. Especially the ending, but I won't say it just in case you haven't watched it.

Bag

Yesturday afternoon I went to the library to meet a friend. By the time my friend got there with her little cousins, the library was just closing. So we took her little cousins to the playground. The two of us were following Stella around, a 23 month old. I put my bag down at this point in the little gazebo. Nothing had ever happened to it before so I figured it would be okay. A half hour later I had to go home. I go over to the gazebo to get my bag and it's not there!!!!!!!!!! There were only two things in it but still. It was a library book that I had just checked out, and my mp3 player bean. My bean! I can't live without that. I can tell the library the book got stolen, but if somebody doesn't bring it back, I'm never getting that back. Knowing my parents, they probably wouldn't buy me another one, because my parents aren't the kind who buy you a new cell phone and iPod every week because you keep breaking it. I don't even have a cell phone. Besides the point. Anyway, I called my mom, and she came to the playground and we asked some people if they had seen it. Of course nobody had seen it, but they think the Asian grandfather that was there might have taken it by accident. Then my mom and I went to the new police station. It isn't that new, but I have never been there before so it's new to me. We reported it and the guy had an accent (not putting down people with accents) that sometimes we couldn't understand him. "Do you want me to report it as laaaaaaarcony?" I didn't understand that last word until my mom explained it to me later. But we told him about it just in case someone brings it in, and today we are going to tell the library, right after brunch. I hope I get it back. Honest. It isn't like they can use the mp3player. It's basically dead. And nobody knows how to use my bean. And not a lot of people like Jane Austen as far as I know.

Talking

So today I was walking down the street on my way to the library. I'm listening to my mp3 player very low so I can hear everything around me. I'm passing Starbucks and I see a couple kids in my grade. They are all taking quick glances at me and talking kind of low. It's so obvious that they are talking about me. I don't know why they would. I'm not that interesting. But since I can tell they are talking about me I decide to stare at them. Not a nice stare like "Hi guys how ya doing?" No, I don't like these kids very much. They are sluts who have nothing to gossip about but the latest styles and how to put other kids down. I don't really care what they think about me. And I don't honestly know. But I'm staring at them coldly. Coldly, and noticeably. And a few seconds later one of them does a quick glance and says, "She's staring at us" Good job. I should've gone right up and asked them something. Like, "So do you talk about everybody when they walk by, or just me?" But I didn't. I just kept walking. And laughing to myself. I think I might've scared them. That would've been funny.

License

My brother got his license yesturday. He drove me to that dance. I get in shotgun, and look over at him in the driver's seat, and say, "Well, this is different." My friend's sitting behind me holding onto my seat. That's support for you. But believe me. I never thought I would be riding shotgun in my mom's car blasting rap out the window. And I did. Yesturday. He was driving us to the dance last night.

Last Dance

Last night was the my grade's last dance for the school year. We have another one, but that one's special and different and is on a boat, so therefore a different level than these normal monthly ones we have. For a last dance, something that should be something to remember, it was extremely boring. First of all, the DJ sucks. He's been playing the same music all year. Any new music he has is from a pop star who has an identity problem. Hannah Montana slash Miley Cyrus slash Destiny whats her name slash hor. Pick one goddammit. Although, I think hor applies to all of the above. So the music is either her shit or Soulja Boy. Soulja Boy wasn't bad the first couple times. But believe me, it gets extremely boring after twelve dances of the same type of music. Besides, it's borderline rap, and I hate rap!!! I'll get into that more later. Second, no one was there. There was a play opening last night that a bunch of my friends are in. I'm going to see that tonight. My boyfriend couldn't come (sad face), and I caught my ex-boyfriend staring at me. I swear that kid still likes me. He says he doesn't but I don't believe him. It's truly pathetic. But anyway the dance was pretty boring. My friend's dad says we should've called to get him to pick us up earlier. We said no, it was our last one. So he says, "You wanted to savour the boredom?" Yea, pretty much. We won't ever get that level of boredom again.

Field Trip

Today was the first and probably last time we are going on a field trip this year. We being me and my classmates. We went to a camp where you had to work together in groups of ten to reach some commen goal. For the first few hours, these goals were pretty easy. Small things that didn't take long. The only one that my group had trouble on and got annoyed by it was the tarp and tennis ball. You had to hold a piece of tarp that had five holes in it. You had to guide the tennis ball in a full circle around each hole without it ever touching the ground. Sounds easy? Hell no! It's wicked hard. After lunch, we had bigger challenges. Harder things. There was one that was basically made for short people. You had to walk across a tightrope with a two ropes that crisscrossed to hold on to. We had lots of spotters to help for that one. It was very hard to balance because the two ropes were probably at my knees for the most part. I didn't get to go across all the way. I fell. Spotters caught me but you know. Still weird.

Code Yellow

Today at my school we ahd a code yellow drill. It was so stupid. The principal comes on the intercom. "This is a code yellow alert. Please calmly file out of the building, immediately." So we go out. And five minutes later, we walk back in. I was like what's the point of this? Whatever it was pretty stupid.

Heart

In science class we are learning about the systems of the body. You know, the circulatory, the digestion systems. Stuff like that. Specifically today, we are learning about the heart. This is kind of random and has nothing to do with anything, but why isn't the heart heart-shaped? Since it isn't, where the hell did we get the heart shape? Random time over!!!! Anyway, today we had to make a model of the heart with two plastic pumps that they make for this kind of thing. You pump water from one cup to the other and the pumps act as the heart while the water acts as the blood. For fun, we put red food dye in the water to make it look blood like. The teacher didn't tell us how it worked, just gave us the materials and said make a model of the heart. This is what happened. My group figured out how to make the model first. We start and basically the rest of the class copied us. Oh yea. I feel like such a smart ass. So we're pumping the blood. I was pumping one end and my friend was pumping the other. And then I accidentaly on purpose twisted it as I pumped and sprayed blood all over everything. The table, the floor, the chairs, our notebooks, all of it covered in a pinkish colored water. It was hilarious. I was laughing really hard as I grabbed some paper towels to clean it up. Finally it's all cleaned and dry. I was looking at my partner's notebook. It had a stain of pinkish water. I looked at my notebook. Nothing. I take the pump again and pour it all over the notebook. WOOOOO!!!! Then it was the end of class. I wonder how that dried.

Chain Mail

There are two kinds of chain mail. As my friend said, "there are 2 approches, forcing ur work to send on... threats and pity...neither of which are true" You know how they are. If you don't send them on to 15 people in the next 20 minutes you'll die in the next hour. Or Please send this on. My kid has cancer and I don't have the money for surgery. If you send it on to at least five people it'll raise 50 cents. Those are the two approaches. I admit the pity guilt trip ones do get me sometimes. I'll be thinking, I don't think this is true, it's probably a bunch of bullshit. But then I'll be second guessing myself. What if it is true? What do I do then? Should I send it on? Or no? Is it true or not goddammit? The threats are so obvious though. How can you not see through those. If you don't send it on you'll never get your wish. This is what happened. Some kid got bored one day and decided to make the whole thing up. What's even sadder is that some people believe it. It's like I put my trust into this email and all of my wishes came true! What the hell? That's so dumb. Only you make your wishes come true. Not so stupid chain mail you got one day. You were just stupid enough to think it was the chain that did it. Having said that, there is one type of chain mail that I find acceptable. The kind that's just a joke. I got one and it was 25 ways to keep a healthy level of insanity. It was hilarious. Skip as much as possible. When leaving the zoo, run away screaming "THEY'RE LOOSE! THEY'RE LOOSE!" Things like that. That kind is awesome because people just send them on because they honestly think they are funny.

Violin

I play the violin, and yesturday I practiced it for an hour and 45 minutes. The 45 minutes was a lesson. But why did I practice so much? Because today I have an audition for the orchestra group I'm in. You have to audition for it every year. That's partly the reason I'm not nervous at all. Been there, done that. No worries right? Right. I just need to memorize my 3 octave scales by 1:15 today. I think I can do that. The piece I'm doing is all good. I got it down. And then sight reading is wicked easy. I'll be like awesome. Maybe I'll move up a level. Although I sincerely doubt it.

Talent Show

Last night there was a talent show at my school. Funny stuff I must say. First of all, my name was in the program, and I didn't find this out until an hour before the show. That's communication for you. Needless to say I did not perform for the show. I'm too good for that crap. Just kidding. I just don't like that kind of stuff. Why? Because almost everybody did the exact same thing. It was either singing or dancing. Not that that wa a bad thing. Most of the people who did that were good, it was just extremely repetitive. PEOPLE. WHEN YOU GO ON A TALENT SHOW THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX. PLEASE!!!! I BEG OF YOU!!! DON'T MAKE ME FALL ASLEEP AGAIN!!!! There was one person who was amazing with the singing. That was worth it even if it was repetitive. She was clearly the best singer there. As for the few people who actually did think outside the box. That was the good parts. We had a karate demonstration. The lights were out and they put glow sticks on their weapons to make it look cool. We also had a kid who did the rubix's cube. They video taped it and projected it on to a screen so we could see what he was doing. He solved a normal 3 by 3 cube in under a minute. Then we had a rock band. Sort of. They weren't playing rock music at the time, but I'm sure they could be one. My best friend was in it and she was awesome!!!! Woooo!! There was one other person that thought outside the box. It was two people actually. They did a mime act. It was hilarious. Haha. My memory is back. WOOOOOOO!!!!

Rumors

I know, I should've expected this to happen, and I did, but still. Rumors spread like wild fire. I know from experience. Two experiences actually. Once when everybody thought I was going out with some kid I hate. That was a terrible day. And far from the truth. And the other time was yesterday and today. It started yesturday and hopefully ended today. If I'm lucky that is. Everybody in my school knew about the fainting incident in all of five minutes. They didn't have any real details, so they made them up mostly. And today I had to deal with them all. It's one thing if you only have to explain once and then nobody else brings it up. But it's another thing if everybody is bringing it up, and then later laughing about it to my face. It's just partial fainting, nothing big. Let it go. What's the big deal anyway? It happens to people all the time, and nothing bad happens. Leave it be. I don't need the attention and I certainly don't want it. I guess people at my school have a life that isn't good enough for them so they have to butt into mine. Fun. I hope this doesn't last long.

Fainting

Today was your normal boring day. Well, it was until about 1:30. I was in science class. Our teacher was making us watch a movie. Not just any movie. A movie about the digestive system and the muscular system. Most people found it extremely disgusting. I mean it stuck a camera down someone's throat so you could see digestion in action. For the muscular part, you got to see the gory details of someone haveing nerve surgery so they could move the left arm again. Personally, I didn't think it was that gross. The surgery did have some gross stuff in it, but nothing that you don't see on the discovery medical channel. But all of a sudden, I'm feeling woozy. My vision is getting blurry. I go up to the teacher's desk to see if I can go to the nurse. I can't even walk straight. So he sits me down, and I partially pass out. I can hear everything just fine. Like my teacher yelling at me, "SARAH! SARAH WAKE UP!" Ok he wasn't yelling, but he was trying to get my attention. I couldn't pick up my head. I couldn't speak. I couldn't see anything well. And this lasted for what, a minute, maybe? And then I pick up my head, I'm talking, I'm feeling fine. But of course nobody believes me. I have to go in the wheel chair to the nurse's office. It's not like I can walk or anything. Sarcasm to the max. I protest all the way. We get to the office, and she takes my blood pressure and make me lie down. She had to call my mom who was in Boston and couldn't pick me up. So my friend's mom had to. I couldn't bike home, so we had to bring it to the car. Then I had to go see my doctor, who said it wasn't a big deal at all. Big fuss over nothing. It's not like I was crying wolf. Oh well. Maybe my science teacher will stop showing graphic movies. There's a plus.

Judgements

We are defined by the roommates we've had, the parties we've attended, the classes we've taken, the people we've kissed..and those we've missed. Nights of laughter. Nights of tears. Hello's, goodbyes, I'm sorry's, I'll call you's, and everything else in between, But most of all we are the friendships we've made and the bonds we've built. People may fade but memories never will." ~Anonymous~

I don't know who said this, but whoever did is completely right. People aren't defined by what they should be. Like their personality and who they really are. But that doesn't happen now does it? So many people are hurt because some kid thought that it would be funny to laugh at one mistake that a person has made. A relationship that didn't go right, friendships that have died because of some stupid mistake. Maybe that sentence is a little of topic. But you get the point. When you break up a relationship that you realize shouldn't have happened in the first place, you don't want to be laughed at because of that. I say this from experience, so please when I tell you not to make fun of someone for something that person can't change, please don't. Words hurt, and I think everyone knows this. I know a lot of people probably don't read this, but one person can make a difference. Help me out. Think before the kill.

Testing

I have a question for you. What would you rather have: A test that takes a long time but doesn't count for any of your grades and no homework for a week, or a week of long and boring homework that no one really cares about? Hard question, I know. For me, it's easy. I'd take the test. It doesn't count for anything, and I get a bunch of free time after school. And that's good for me, because I don't really have that choice. No matter what I choose in that question, I'll still have to take the test. Really long and boring test that'll take a couple days. But the good news is, this week I don't have any homework whatsoever. This calls for a party. Bring out the champagne and cookies. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Mother's Day

Today is Mother's Day. My mother complains that of all the Sunday's in the world, she has to share her day with the Holy Spirit. That's a church thing. If your Catholic, you'll understand the whole Pentacost thing. But I think this day is going pretty well. Mom got flowers from my brother, and a carnation from the resturaunt we went to for brunch. I'm giving her a keychain. It was going to be more than one keychain, but I didn't have enough hemp. Oh well. She'll live to tell about it at those lame parties she goes to. Just wait until she checks her email. I sent her a Hoops and Yoyo e-card. It's about how I'll eat all my vegtables. Fat chance, but I thought she'd get a laugh or two. I also sent an e-card to my sister-in-law. It's her first Mother's Day today. First of many. I think she enjoyed it. I already got a thank you note. I don't get those things. Here's a thank you note. Do you want a your welcome note? Or should I send you a thank you note thanking you for the thank you note? I don't know. Maybe I'll figure it out. I'll do both. Your welcome for the e-card. And by the way, thank you for the thank you note you sent me for sending you a mother's day e-card. That'll be a weird email!

cinco de mayo

I am aware that cinco de mayo was last Monday, I'm not stupid. But my friend's birthday is on cinco de mayo, which happens to be my half birthday, so she had a Mexican themed party yesturday for her birthday. She had the Spanish music, little plastic plates with peppers on them, tortillas, fajitas, and a pinata. But not just any pinata. It was a pink piggy pinata. It's SO much fun hitting a little pinky piggy and little candies coming out. Like it's great. You have no idea. So we got the little candies out, and then we looked at some of her pictures. She recently went to Japan, so we got to see all of those pictures and some videos. Then we watched Ferris Bueler's Day Off. HILARIOUS MOVIE!!!! YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT! IT'S AWESOME! IF YOU DON'T WATCH IT I'LL BE SO MAD AT YOU! WATCH IT! WATCH IT NOW! It was hilarious. Bueler. Beuler. Beuler. Fry. Fry. Fry. Then we got little Chinese garden laterns. Mine's purple and purty. I'm going to hang it up today. Beuler. Beuler. Beuler. Fry. Fry. Fry.

Fair

Every year, the elementary school in my town has a fair. They always have fun stuff to do. For a couple years the had a huge slide. I always used to go down with my friends. Actually I still do. We go every year. But this year I didn't know that it happens to be today. I didn't find this out till my mom told me I was babysitting during it. I was like but I wanted to go with some of my friends. She said that maybe if I went early I'd be back in time for babysitting. But I don't have to do that. I found out that I am taking the kids I am babysitting to the fair. I'm not gonna miss out at all. But I should probably get off the computer so I can get ready for the parties I'm going to. My friend's birthday party is this evening and I need to get ready for that. And Mother's day is tommorow. I need to finish the key chain I'm making for her. And cards and everything. It'll be helpful if I get those done before babysitting.

Tic Tacs

I love tic tacs. They are so good. I was on my way home yesterday with a couple of friends. One of them had a box of tic tacs. So the other three of us asked if we could have tictacs. Of course she said yes, and we all got to get some tic tacs. But we couldn't finish the box. We all had 20 tic tacs each at least. By the time we got home our throats were burning from too many tic tacs. I got a sore throat for the rest of the day. But at least I got some tic tacs.

Internet Safety

I know how the title makes this sound. Internet safety blah, blah blah. No one cares!!! But my parents found out I had an extra email that I wasn't supposed to have, and they took away the internet for a couple days. TRAGEDY!!! I know, but I survived. It wasn't that big of a deal, just to let all of you internet addicts know. But my parents do have a point. Safety on the internet is important. I'm not saying get rid of emails and your MySpace and Facebook. No! Go ahead! Have fun. Just be safe. I know I would hate it if any of the people got hurt because they weren't smart on the internet. Ok. SAFETY LESSON OFFICIALLY OVER!!!!! NOW GO AWAY YOU INTERNET ADDICTS. I'M NOT THAT OBSESSIVE!!!!

Secrets

There are some secrets that you want kept. For example, the guy you like, or telling your best friend that you're going to break up with your boyfriend. Both of those examples are common secrets that I told. But what about the other things you say? You may not know it, but everything you say can be turned against you. I know from expeirence. I learned, but thankfully for me, it wasn't that bad, and I'm not mad about the way it turned out. Actually, I'm happy for me friends, and it's one less person I have to worry about.


A guy I know sent a girl to ask to girls if they would say yes if he asked them out. The two girls were my best friend in the entire world and me. The girl who was sent out to ask us didnt end up asking me, but she did ask my best friend. My best friend asked me instead. I said no, because I like some other guy, but if it were any other time I probably would've said yes. Somehow he found out and told me the truth. I don't know how he figured it out, because my best friend swears she didn't tell anyone. I believe, but I still have to wonder. Now the two of them are going out as of yesturday. They are sooooo cute together.

Probably not the best of examples. Someone lied or someone's physcic. But I'm happy. I broke up with my boyfriend who can't decided betweent two girls and I hate him for lying. I have a friends who is right. It hurts to make a really great friendship really akward by dating. I hope my best friend doesn't come to that problem. I know I already have.

Posting

I was told to post more. I'm actually glad I stopped for awhile, cuz since then I have come up with a ton more stories. Where to start where to start? I guess I could tell you about the basturd of a boyfriend I broke up with a couple weeks ago. Hate that kid. Or the play we did last night that me and Emily totally kicked ass at. Me my solo, and her...goddammit everything...I could talk about that sleepover with Jennie I was like high at. Well not really but we were really hyper after the play. At least, once we washed all the makeup and hairspray off. hehehe