I have this amazing boyfriend who I love so much. He is always telling me how beautiful I am, and how nice I am, and how amazing I am. He is way nicer to me than I deserve. And then I disagree with him, and he tells me that he doesn't like to argue with me. I don't like arguing with him either, so I just drop it and let him win.
My friends always say he is so nice to me. My bestest friend in the whole world is jealous that I found a guy who is so perfect for me. Her boyfriend just dumped her, and it's been rough. She is afraid that she will never find a guy who loves her again. But she will. She is a very loveable person.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Girl's Camp
I am going away to Girl's Camp, August 9th-13th. It is a church camp for girls ages 12-17, and it is really fun. We talk about spiritual things, as well as doing stuff like cannonballs in the pool and tye-dyeing socks. (I have no idea who came up with the sock idea.)
Most of our meals are provided for us, but we have to cook one big dinner (incuding dessert). It is always fun to cook over a fire. I just love burning myself on hot coals, don't you?
We got our cabin lists, and I did not get put in a cabin with my bestest friend. She was first on my preference list, too, and I was first on hers.
it was very disappointing. But that is okay. We will have fun anyway.
This year I get to learn to use a knife, and sharpen it and do stuff like that. Stuff I will only do at camp. I will let you know how many times my clumsy being cuts herself.
I am so excited!
Most of our meals are provided for us, but we have to cook one big dinner (incuding dessert). It is always fun to cook over a fire. I just love burning myself on hot coals, don't you?
We got our cabin lists, and I did not get put in a cabin with my bestest friend. She was first on my preference list, too, and I was first on hers.
it was very disappointing. But that is okay. We will have fun anyway.
This year I get to learn to use a knife, and sharpen it and do stuff like that. Stuff I will only do at camp. I will let you know how many times my clumsy being cuts herself.
I am so excited!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Super Spending
I love name brand clothes, but they are SO FREAKIN' EXPENSIVE!!!!!!! A pair of name brand jeans can cost $60 on sale. I hate it.
Anyway, I was fortunate enough to come across a garage sale where absolutely everything was name brand. And all of the jeans were $1. And the tops were 50 cents. We bought me a ton of stuff for $7. SEVEN DOLLARS!
I, myself, could hardly believe it. and it all fit perfectly. Imagine that.
So, next time the girl who always has name brand clothes walks by, remind yourself that she may have bought those jeans for a couple bucks at a thrift store.
You gotta love thrift stores. Somehow they always have exactly what you need.
Anyway, I was fortunate enough to come across a garage sale where absolutely everything was name brand. And all of the jeans were $1. And the tops were 50 cents. We bought me a ton of stuff for $7. SEVEN DOLLARS!
I, myself, could hardly believe it. and it all fit perfectly. Imagine that.
So, next time the girl who always has name brand clothes walks by, remind yourself that she may have bought those jeans for a couple bucks at a thrift store.
You gotta love thrift stores. Somehow they always have exactly what you need.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Heat Exhaustion
It is so hot. I am dying. It is so hot that everything a block away looks like it's moving, you know, how it looks all liquidized and wavy. I swear, I have never sweat so much in my entire life. I did not know it was possible to sweat this much. I am sweating in places I did not know you could sweat. (TMI!!!!!!!)
On a happier note, some new people moved in across the street, and they have a girl my age. I didn't get to meet her, she wasn't home when we went over, but she will be going to the same school and we will ride the bus together. I think I will even let her sit with me and my friends at lunch. That would be nice, don't you think?
On a happier note, some new people moved in across the street, and they have a girl my age. I didn't get to meet her, she wasn't home when we went over, but she will be going to the same school and we will ride the bus together. I think I will even let her sit with me and my friends at lunch. That would be nice, don't you think?
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Old Friends
Just when you think everything is going to be fine, life throws you a curveball.
I had lists made out for everything I would need for this coming school year, clothes, supplies, and ALL. I was thinking that maybe first period gym wouldn't be so bad, and then I checked my texts.
Of everyone that replied, I have one class with one friend. Band. Great, huh? I mean, there is still a couple of people left to reply, but still...
I hate having classes that none of my friends are in. I have no one to talk to. No one to sit next to. I feel like such a loser.
It sucks.
Everyone always goes around telling you to make friends, but by the time you hit middle school, you have your friends and everyone else has theirs. It's not like third grade when you can walk up to someone and say, "Can I play with you?"
Apart from the fact that we don't have recess anymore, it's just not like that anymore. Stick with your old friends. :)
I had lists made out for everything I would need for this coming school year, clothes, supplies, and ALL. I was thinking that maybe first period gym wouldn't be so bad, and then I checked my texts.
Of everyone that replied, I have one class with one friend. Band. Great, huh? I mean, there is still a couple of people left to reply, but still...
I hate having classes that none of my friends are in. I have no one to talk to. No one to sit next to. I feel like such a loser.
It sucks.
Everyone always goes around telling you to make friends, but by the time you hit middle school, you have your friends and everyone else has theirs. It's not like third grade when you can walk up to someone and say, "Can I play with you?"
Apart from the fact that we don't have recess anymore, it's just not like that anymore. Stick with your old friends. :)
Friday, July 23, 2010
Little Kids
Today my two sisters were playing. They each had a restaraunt, and neither of them were allowed to go to each other's restaraunt. each of them were coming to me and wanting me to eat their "food". But they wouldn't even let each other try "food". They wanted someone to play with but neither would play with the other. It was extremely weird.
I know I was never like that as a kid. At least, I hope not. :)
I know I was never like that as a kid. At least, I hope not. :)
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Jeans
Today I was looking at jeans online, at JC Penny. There was a huge amount of skinny jeans and hardly any bootcut. Especially ones that didn't have holes. We are not allowed to have holes in our jeans at school. And I HATE skinny jeans.
I have got to be one of the only teenage girls on the entire planet who despises skinny jeans. And I really hate it how people wear Vans with skinny jeans. It drives me insane.
I hate the holes too. I mean, seriously, make the dang holes yourself! What kind of an idiot buys jeans with holes already in them. Who's gonna know the difference, whether you did it yourself or whether some kid in Vietnam did it?
Come on!
I have got to be one of the only teenage girls on the entire planet who despises skinny jeans. And I really hate it how people wear Vans with skinny jeans. It drives me insane.
I hate the holes too. I mean, seriously, make the dang holes yourself! What kind of an idiot buys jeans with holes already in them. Who's gonna know the difference, whether you did it yourself or whether some kid in Vietnam did it?
Come on!
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Un-Perfect
I wish everyone would realize the strain it puts on me to expect me to be perfect.
My teachers at school always expect good grades and valuable input, my friends think I am the most confident person in the world, and I still get sent to my room for yelling at my parents. Imagine that.
The truth is, sometimes I want to be the girl who sits in the back and never talks during class. The one with the B/C average. The one who has a few good friends but not a bunch. And I am not confident. Every time someone looks at me in the hall I think, "Is my hair frizzy? Is my makeup smeared? Why is that person looking at me? What's wrong with me?" I am just as insecure as the next person.
The trick is pretending not to be. if you walk down the halls acting like they belong to you, everyone will think they really do.
That is the secret.
My teachers at school always expect good grades and valuable input, my friends think I am the most confident person in the world, and I still get sent to my room for yelling at my parents. Imagine that.
The truth is, sometimes I want to be the girl who sits in the back and never talks during class. The one with the B/C average. The one who has a few good friends but not a bunch. And I am not confident. Every time someone looks at me in the hall I think, "Is my hair frizzy? Is my makeup smeared? Why is that person looking at me? What's wrong with me?" I am just as insecure as the next person.
The trick is pretending not to be. if you walk down the halls acting like they belong to you, everyone will think they really do.
That is the secret.
Unwelcome Schedule
It's driving me crazy.
I found out my schedule for the new school year today, and I hate it! I didn't get the gym teacher I wanted (plus I have gym first period), I have the worst algebra teacher in the whole school, and I did not get into the Speech and Debate class I was going to take in the second trimester. I have to take Art instead. I have zero artistic talent. The only thing I can think of is that the class was cancelled, because I was one of the first people to sign up for classes.
Hopefully I have some friends in my classes. I am going to die. The whole thing just ruined my summer. Absolutely ruined it.
Here's what I've got:
Period 1: P.E./Health
Period 2: Introduction to Law
Period 3: Honors Language Arts
Period 4: Algebra 2
Period 5: Science
Period 6: Band
Period 7: U.S. History
Ugh. I won't even burden you with the details of second or third trimester. Talk about ruining my life.
I found out my schedule for the new school year today, and I hate it! I didn't get the gym teacher I wanted (plus I have gym first period), I have the worst algebra teacher in the whole school, and I did not get into the Speech and Debate class I was going to take in the second trimester. I have to take Art instead. I have zero artistic talent. The only thing I can think of is that the class was cancelled, because I was one of the first people to sign up for classes.
Hopefully I have some friends in my classes. I am going to die. The whole thing just ruined my summer. Absolutely ruined it.
Here's what I've got:
Period 1: P.E./Health
Period 2: Introduction to Law
Period 3: Honors Language Arts
Period 4: Algebra 2
Period 5: Science
Period 6: Band
Period 7: U.S. History
Ugh. I won't even burden you with the details of second or third trimester. Talk about ruining my life.
Monday, July 19, 2010
Hiding
I figured out how to blog. I've sounded pretty stupid up until now, but I am going to get better. And once school starts again, there will be more interesting things to talk about.
Anyway, tonight I hid in the bathroom (again). I will do almost anything to get out of doing the dishes. I hate cleaning the kitchen. So I grab one of my magazines and hide until it is over. It is very nice to listen to my mom looking for me while my dad does the dishes. I love it. particularly because I am hiding.
I am an excellent hider.
Anyway, tonight I hid in the bathroom (again). I will do almost anything to get out of doing the dishes. I hate cleaning the kitchen. So I grab one of my magazines and hide until it is over. It is very nice to listen to my mom looking for me while my dad does the dishes. I love it. particularly because I am hiding.
I am an excellent hider.
Home At Last
We are finally back from vacation. We got back on Saturday. I love sleeping in my own bed. I love being with my friends. The whole thing is so amazing!
Me and a couple of my friends are going to the pool in a couple of hours. I love swimming. Gosh, I love everything about being home!
Today my mom and my brother are sick, so I am stuck doing all the work. I cleaned the kitchen this morning and made lunch for my sisters. I am glad to be going swimming and getting out of this house!
My mom is giving me a budget of money for school clothes, and she wanted to know what I needed. I made a big long list. She looked at it and told me that the only things I really needed were jeans. So much for that.
Me and a couple of my friends are going to the pool in a couple of hours. I love swimming. Gosh, I love everything about being home!
Today my mom and my brother are sick, so I am stuck doing all the work. I cleaned the kitchen this morning and made lunch for my sisters. I am glad to be going swimming and getting out of this house!
My mom is giving me a budget of money for school clothes, and she wanted to know what I needed. I made a big long list. She looked at it and told me that the only things I really needed were jeans. So much for that.
Monday, July 12, 2010
My Vacation-Part Two
I am finally at my grandparents house. They have an unlocked wi-fi network, so I can do anything I want on my iPod touch. I am totally free.
I miss my friends, though. Texting them is not the same as really being with them. They are doing fun things without me! They all say they miss me, though. So I am okay with their having fun. And it's not that I'm not having fun. Bt there's only a certain level of fun you can have with your family.
Two of my very bestest friends just went through very bad break-ups. One of them had his girlfriend break up with him for her ex, and the other had her boyfriend break up with her because he thinks he will meet new people when he starts high school. It is really hard to tell exactly how she is feeling when I can't actually talk to her.
I can't believe I am missing all this important stuff while on vacation.
We had a cherry pit spitting contest. I suck. I think my record was about five feet. We have to take family pictures tomorrow. I am so not looking forward to that.
I miss my friends, though. Texting them is not the same as really being with them. They are doing fun things without me! They all say they miss me, though. So I am okay with their having fun. And it's not that I'm not having fun. Bt there's only a certain level of fun you can have with your family.
Two of my very bestest friends just went through very bad break-ups. One of them had his girlfriend break up with him for her ex, and the other had her boyfriend break up with her because he thinks he will meet new people when he starts high school. It is really hard to tell exactly how she is feeling when I can't actually talk to her.
I can't believe I am missing all this important stuff while on vacation.
We had a cherry pit spitting contest. I suck. I think my record was about five feet. We have to take family pictures tomorrow. I am so not looking forward to that.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
My Vacation-Part One
We are in a Holiday Inn in Bozeman, Montana. This is a place you have never heard of. But there's wi-fi, at least. It's deathly slow, and I'm having a really hard time emailing my friends, but at least I got to take a shower. I have been camping for 3 days and my hair was so greasy and disgusting. But I'm good now. We get to have pizza for dinner and go swimming.
In Glacier National Park we went on a hike in the snow. It was snowing in July. How messed up is that?
We also swam in the coldest lake I have ever encountered in my short life. It was made of melted ice water. But it was still frozen.
I tried to upload my pics of the mountains and the lake, but the stupid Internet is too slow. I will upload them when I get home. Or maybe I'll be able to do it when we get to my grandma's on Monday.
I can't wait to be home.
I would say more, but I'm blogging on my iPod, and it takes a while with just your thumbs.
In Glacier National Park we went on a hike in the snow. It was snowing in July. How messed up is that?
We also swam in the coldest lake I have ever encountered in my short life. It was made of melted ice water. But it was still frozen.
I tried to upload my pics of the mountains and the lake, but the stupid Internet is too slow. I will upload them when I get home. Or maybe I'll be able to do it when we get to my grandma's on Monday.
I can't wait to be home.
I would say more, but I'm blogging on my iPod, and it takes a while with just your thumbs.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Beastly Unicorn Pinatas
Today was my little sister's birthday. She turned 5. If you have never smashed a unicorn pinata to shreds, I highly recommend it. It is one of the more delightful things you will do in your life.
I'm not kidding. It was totally amazing.
You know what I've noticed? It is really hard to avoid using the slang that I always use when I'm posting on this blog. I live in the northwest, and there is a lot of stuff I say that nobody else in the country would understand. Like the word "beast" or "beastly". Both of those are basically the same thing, they mean something along the lines of "awesome" or "totally cool".
Now you know what they mean. So I can totally use them now. Right?
I'm not kidding. It was totally amazing.
You know what I've noticed? It is really hard to avoid using the slang that I always use when I'm posting on this blog. I live in the northwest, and there is a lot of stuff I say that nobody else in the country would understand. Like the word "beast" or "beastly". Both of those are basically the same thing, they mean something along the lines of "awesome" or "totally cool".
Now you know what they mean. So I can totally use them now. Right?
Packing Dilemma
I love antibiotics. They are amazing.
I have a huge packing dilemma when it comes to vacation. We are going camping and then to my grandma's house, so I need nice clothes and not-nice clothes. If it were up to me, I would just bring two bags. But no, my mom says that me and my 11-year-old brother have to be "packing buddies", so we pack all of our camping stuff in one bag and all of our other stuff in another bag. My brother is really ticked off about me bringing a hair dryer.
I have a huge packing dilemma when it comes to vacation. We are going camping and then to my grandma's house, so I need nice clothes and not-nice clothes. If it were up to me, I would just bring two bags. But no, my mom says that me and my 11-year-old brother have to be "packing buddies", so we pack all of our camping stuff in one bag and all of our other stuff in another bag. My brother is really ticked off about me bringing a hair dryer.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Who Would've Guessed?
Hey all you bloggers out there. Sorry for going AWOL. Sometimes, when a teenager does something wrong, their privelige to use the computer is revoked.
Anyway, I went to the doctor today, to discover that I had bronchitis! Not only that, but we went to a different doctor today, and he said I have asthma. My pediatrician never thought anything, even though I suspected it for years. On the bright side, the antibiotics are got are working great, and the inhaler is a gift from God. I am not coughing anymore and I don't get short of breath just running up the stairs. I can't wait for track season!
The pills I am taking (the antibiotic) are the biggest pills I have ever taken. But I only have to take three of them. They are not only for the bronchitis, but also for the inflamed tissue of my lungs. Now I know why the deep breaths hurt so bad.
Anyway, I went to the doctor today, to discover that I had bronchitis! Not only that, but we went to a different doctor today, and he said I have asthma. My pediatrician never thought anything, even though I suspected it for years. On the bright side, the antibiotics are got are working great, and the inhaler is a gift from God. I am not coughing anymore and I don't get short of breath just running up the stairs. I can't wait for track season!
The pills I am taking (the antibiotic) are the biggest pills I have ever taken. But I only have to take three of them. They are not only for the bronchitis, but also for the inflamed tissue of my lungs. Now I know why the deep breaths hurt so bad.
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