We started a new trimester in school today. Over all, I'm not sure what to think. There are some good people in my classes, and some NOT so good people in them. First hour is video production, and I don't really know anyone in that class. Second hour is gym, and there are a lot of REALLY annoying people in that class such as one Parker. Ugh. Alie (not the one y'all know) is in that class, but she has other peeps in that class to talk to, so that pretty much puts the ixnay on her. Thir hour is foods, and I thought all hope was lost when Melissa got transferred to that class! Yippee! Fourth hour is english. Some of the people in that class aren't bad, but over all, its not great. Lunch I have with Clara and Alley, my two crispy home skillet biscuts. So all is well. Fifth hour is Francais. That is with Anna and Bethany like last trimester, so that class is good. The last hour is Geometry. The Lord Parker is in that class, as well as Queen Veronica. It should be...interesting.
All in all, the first half of my day is pretty bland but things take a turn for the better (mostly) at 3rd hour. Not too bad I would say! Although it was brought to my attention that I don't have any classes with this girl from basketball who is pretty cool. But she has english with Clara, Alley, and Clara's 'bf' umm...lets call him Purdy like everyone else.
We have another basketball game tomorrow! Wish us luck, and maybe I'll give you some play by play (which you totally LOVE you know.) ;)
-Helcar :+
AFTER EDIT: Oh, and when i was talking about third hour, I made it seem like I WASN'T excited to have Melissa in my class. That is a lie. I just don't know how to talk. I MEANT: "I thought all hope was lost, then Melissa transferred to my class! Yippee!"
Just clearin the air :)
Monday, December 7, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
These are a few of my favorite things...
Not much has really happened since the last post, but I had a couple basketball games (the first two, in fact) and also, I just so happened to inform Clara of the existance of the site. Obviously she took it well because she set up her own little secret baby (Sports, Guys and Chocolate is where it is) so its all good. She has yet to call me a crazy psychopath or anything like that-of course I'm guessing that she hasn't read all of the posts. That can make a difference.
As you may be able to see, I'm slowly but surely adding some Christmas-ness to the blog. You know what that means right?! A NEW VIDEO! This is a sweet song by Capital Lights. You should listen to it. Do it. I promise its not screamo (aHEM *cough*yella*cough*). :)
As far as basketball goes, we won the first game and lost the second game (the loss was like 43 to like 21 or something like that but that team TOTALLY was rediculous.). I have many comments about my team and the games that I could make, but I'm not going to burden y'all with them because it would just take more time. Over all, I guess my team is ok, some of the people are nice, and one person really gets on my nerves and the rest are popular people, but that's ok. We work pretty well together (although no one passes the ball to me even when I'm wide open unless the coach forces them to) and we won the first game with a score similar to that of the one that we lost. The coach is good too, and even though when you see him at a game and he's yelling like he's coaching in the Super Bowl it won't seem like it, he's pretty nice.
So the loss was yesterday and also yesterday, I hung out at Clara's house (I practically live over there, and I'm sure her parents are sick of it) and I feel kinda bad because her dad got mad at her( did I mention what happened to him?!) for not doing the 4 dishes in the sink. Shh, but I think his hand/being stuck at home might have shortened his temper. For those of you that don't know, her dad shot his hand and lost a finger and can't go back to work for a while. Thats the long story shot...I mean short.
All I did today was go Christmas shopping and go to church and sit in the car while my mom moved some stuff for my cousin Jen. Oh ya, and I was over at Clara's house AGAIN to drop off Victoria, who was gonna go and babysit with Clara's sister.
AH! Queen Veronica has unshunned me for no apparant reason. All the sudden she started talking to me in Geometry and now she half smiles at me in the hallways and she INVITED ME OVER TO HER HOUSE. Except I had this drill thing the next morning (a.k.a yesterday) so I said I couldn't. I've decided that I'm not gonna bite her head off or anything because thats kinda not worth the energy.
The drill thing? It was interesting. We, as in the people there, went to a class for like 3 min, then we acted like it was passing time and then we were supposed to go to our next class. That for me, was lunch. When Clara and I got almost into the lunchroom, the first gunshot was fired-oh my bad, if I didn't already tell you, this was a simulation to what would happen if there was a shooter in the building and the had police, fire and medical responders there too.- so we ran into a room and sat there in the dark on the cold floor for about an hour an a half or so, and then some guy came to one of the doors and was like "The drill is off, open the door" and a guy went to open it and everyone was likke "NO NO DON'T OPEN IT!" but then the principal came in the other door and was like "I think something is wrong" and then we opened the door and part of the cafeteria had flooded! So they called off the drill early.
Quite eventful no?
-Helcar :]
As you may be able to see, I'm slowly but surely adding some Christmas-ness to the blog. You know what that means right?! A NEW VIDEO! This is a sweet song by Capital Lights. You should listen to it. Do it. I promise its not screamo (aHEM *cough*yella*cough*). :)
As far as basketball goes, we won the first game and lost the second game (the loss was like 43 to like 21 or something like that but that team TOTALLY was rediculous.). I have many comments about my team and the games that I could make, but I'm not going to burden y'all with them because it would just take more time. Over all, I guess my team is ok, some of the people are nice, and one person really gets on my nerves and the rest are popular people, but that's ok. We work pretty well together (although no one passes the ball to me even when I'm wide open unless the coach forces them to) and we won the first game with a score similar to that of the one that we lost. The coach is good too, and even though when you see him at a game and he's yelling like he's coaching in the Super Bowl it won't seem like it, he's pretty nice.
So the loss was yesterday and also yesterday, I hung out at Clara's house (I practically live over there, and I'm sure her parents are sick of it) and I feel kinda bad because her dad got mad at her( did I mention what happened to him?!) for not doing the 4 dishes in the sink. Shh, but I think his hand/being stuck at home might have shortened his temper. For those of you that don't know, her dad shot his hand and lost a finger and can't go back to work for a while. Thats the long story shot...I mean short.
All I did today was go Christmas shopping and go to church and sit in the car while my mom moved some stuff for my cousin Jen. Oh ya, and I was over at Clara's house AGAIN to drop off Victoria, who was gonna go and babysit with Clara's sister.
AH! Queen Veronica has unshunned me for no apparant reason. All the sudden she started talking to me in Geometry and now she half smiles at me in the hallways and she INVITED ME OVER TO HER HOUSE. Except I had this drill thing the next morning (a.k.a yesterday) so I said I couldn't. I've decided that I'm not gonna bite her head off or anything because thats kinda not worth the energy.
The drill thing? It was interesting. We, as in the people there, went to a class for like 3 min, then we acted like it was passing time and then we were supposed to go to our next class. That for me, was lunch. When Clara and I got almost into the lunchroom, the first gunshot was fired-oh my bad, if I didn't already tell you, this was a simulation to what would happen if there was a shooter in the building and the had police, fire and medical responders there too.- so we ran into a room and sat there in the dark on the cold floor for about an hour an a half or so, and then some guy came to one of the doors and was like "The drill is off, open the door" and a guy went to open it and everyone was likke "NO NO DON'T OPEN IT!" but then the principal came in the other door and was like "I think something is wrong" and then we opened the door and part of the cafeteria had flooded! So they called off the drill early.
Quite eventful no?
-Helcar :]
Monday, November 30, 2009
Merry Thanksgivingmas!
*Bursts in wearing a Santa hat* HO HO HO! MEEEEEEEEEEEERRY CHRISTMAS! Whats that? Oh, too soon? Hehe, my bad. Ah well. How was y'all's Thanksgiving? I would like to make a formal apology to anyone who thinks that I was knocking Thanksgiving, because I personally LOVE it. I mean I love eating and that's what you do on that day! But my loving family still made fun of me for eating a lot even though you're supposed to on Thanksgiving :( .I would like to be thankful for (I'll do 7 things since that seems to be the blogging world's favorite number...)
1.My family-No matter HOW much I complain about them, I still love them. From my creeper Mom to my murderous little Alexandra.
2.My friends-They keep me sane.
3.My pets-They also play a part in keeping me sane-well, except for maybe Rouge...he's a little worthless.
4.TiVO-As much as I love my computer, I don't want to have to fish it out and search crazily through the interweb to find full, episodes of my shows WITHOUT issues.
5.Cellies and the Internet-How else would I drive my mom crazy by constantly talking to my friends everywhere I am?
6.Food-Maybe this should've been higher on the list, because I freakin love this stuff. Oh well.
7. My bloggy peeps-My blog is an vent, and other peoples blogs can do anything from make me burst out laughing in the middle of my family room floor (which drives Victoria crazy) to make me hungry (well, actually, that's a lie-I'm always hungry-it just makes me drool)
8. Scary movies and books (particularly Stephen King books!)-They're awesome even though they probably don't help my insanity.
Ok so I lied. I did eight things. There's probably more stuff that I can type up that I'm thankful for, but I'm going to stop there because there ARE other matters on our agenda tonight.
Next up, we have an award. In my head, the crowd is cheering on one side and groaning on the other. As much as I love awards, I HATE trying to come up with facts. I'm just not good at it.
1.My family-No matter HOW much I complain about them, I still love them. From my creeper Mom to my murderous little Alexandra.
2.My friends-They keep me sane.
3.My pets-They also play a part in keeping me sane-well, except for maybe Rouge...he's a little worthless.
4.TiVO-As much as I love my computer, I don't want to have to fish it out and search crazily through the interweb to find full, episodes of my shows WITHOUT issues.
5.Cellies and the Internet-How else would I drive my mom crazy by constantly talking to my friends everywhere I am?
6.Food-Maybe this should've been higher on the list, because I freakin love this stuff. Oh well.
7. My bloggy peeps-My blog is an vent, and other peoples blogs can do anything from make me burst out laughing in the middle of my family room floor (which drives Victoria crazy) to make me hungry (well, actually, that's a lie-I'm always hungry-it just makes me drool)
8. Scary movies and books (particularly Stephen King books!)-They're awesome even though they probably don't help my insanity.
Ok so I lied. I did eight things. There's probably more stuff that I can type up that I'm thankful for, but I'm going to stop there because there ARE other matters on our agenda tonight.
Next up, we have an award. In my head, the crowd is cheering on one side and groaning on the other. As much as I love awards, I HATE trying to come up with facts. I'm just not good at it.
1.Thank the award sharing fiend
2.Copy the award onto your blog
3.Give the usual amount of facts (it's seven btw)
3.Don't be greedy, pass it on to seven more bloggers
4.Let the bloggers know you gave it to them (aka post a comment on their blog)
I would just like to say now that I'm not going to post comments for this one because I am an extremely busy high schooler what with finals coming up the DAY AFTER TOMORROW O.O , so although this is probably bad etiquette, that's too bad. I'll do it next time if I'm not shunned.
1.The area between my first and second knuckle on my fingers is generally lighter than the rest of my hand.
2.Chocolate is amazing. Especially with caramel. Just sayin.
3.I have a love hate relationship with my laptop (for example, just before I typed this, my internet stopped working so I tiredly got off my bed, scrambled upstairs, back downstairs while holding up my laptop hoping for my internet to come back. Finally after I disconnected from the network then reconnected, it came back)
4.I do basketball, track, and cross country
5.I love being outside in the woods and stuff.
6.My favorite author is probably Stephen King.
7.I am a big fan of the Washington Redskins. Why you ask? Because I was raised that way.
Ok so that should about cover it. Lets go with what my friend over at Zoinkers! did (thank you for this award by the way) and say that if you are on my list of blogs and you want this beast, then you can have it!
OH MY FREAKIN GAWD. Finals are coming up and they will be my first ever finals and I kinda hope I don't fail them.
So basketball started, (which I'm pretty sure I told you) and we have our first official game tomorrow, and I GET TO START! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Hopefully I don't totally screw things up. And the 9th grade team got spiffy new uniforms, so that makes it even better!
Finally, well I THINK it's finally, on Black Friday, I got to hang out with Mark and Lauren (sigh. just kidding...maybe) it was fun. We hung out at the monster mall (whose name is omitted for safety purposes) and we just kinda wandered, then we ate at a fancy italian place and Mark and I shared a pizza, and he gave me bread-hes so funny- and then we wandered some more and then we went bowling. It was amazingly fun. Here's some highlights.
-reading books out loud at Barnes and Nobles
-sharing pizza
-"having swagger" and walking into a store all funny just because of the cool beat that the music had...and then walking right back out.
-multiples times he said, "haha I love you R-er..um-Helcar" (not like <3-more like home dawg love. Its still cool)
And in the store that we walked into, (we went back in to look around with Laurens parents later) he picked up a mustache Christmas tree ornament and held it up and I have a picture of it that I was going to put on here until i remembered that its on my cell phone and this is sorta a anonymous-ish blog. I just don't want this to be read by some person that just happens to know him and then shows him the blog...that would be BAD. Seriously. I had a whole mental freak attack about all that could happen or has possibly already happened.
Finally, I got some music on my PSP! This is good because I've been meaning to do it, and also, I can't find my iPod. Unfortunately, it took like 2 hours to get 50 songs on there because my computer hates me, so I had to
a.reload the CD onto my computer that I wanted to put on the PSP
b.sync no more that TWO SONGS AT A TIME onto the thing
c.transfer the songs through 3 different folders so they would show up
d.disconnect my PSP about every four songs otherwise it wouldn't sync anymore songs.
and I managed to do this with about 4 CD's before I had to do homework and go grocery shopping with my mom. I'll continue to do this since I have a long weekend this week-although Friday is busy- I have some drill thing that I volunteered for in the morning, and then another basketball game.
I'm pretty sure that my tired brain has destroyed whatever I was going to talk about next, so lets stop here. The post is probably long enough anyways.
And a happy New Year...
-Helcar :D
Monday, November 16, 2009
Whats's Crackalackin My Homedawgz?!
So I hope its not your knuckles that are crackalackin, cuz that would make it awfully hard to reply to my post! (JK-just kidding for the slanguage inept) As you may have noticed if you've even left the home, apartment, cave or trashcan you live in, the entire world (well not the ENTIRE world.) is preparing for Christmas!!! I'm talking having up two isles of Christmas decorations (AND the back shelves) next to the Halloween stuff! In honor of this occasion beloved to MANY people, I'm posting this video of Reliant K's rendition of the 12 Days of Christmas-along with some idiots waliling along to it.
At first its not too bad, but like rowdy drunks at a bar, they get louder and louder as the video progresses. Don't blame me, blame youtube and the people it invites into its life. At least they're spreading Christmas cheer. I'll put a video below it, which is just a girl doing a guitar cover, so the only thing is that the guitar is a little louder than normal. Otherwise, its great! (A.k.a. if you wanna watch the guys and MAYBE laugh, then watch that one. If you just want to hear the song and continue reading-or watch the girl beast the cover- play the second one!!)
Also in recent news, the word "unfriend" is the word of the year and is being added into the dictionary along with some other slang words (or something like that. I skimmed the article on it. I mean come on. I'm a teenager.)
I just wanted to tell you that you may (or possibly not. I'm working on the may because its what I think I should do) have a new friend coming to the bloggy world! I mean I'm not sayin they'll have a blog, but be nice to them if they visit!!
Finally, my legs don't quite feel like they're gonna fall off and I got new basketball shoes.
BTW: I'm going to be gone all of this weekend AND Thursday and Friday because of NYLSC. So I know I post SOO often, but please don't disown me for dissapearing for a few days ok? :)
On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Headphones to drone out my family! Thank you true love!
-Helcar :)
Oh and PS: I'll probably-I take that back- I WILL post at least ONE MORE song before the actual Christmas, and at that point, I'll probably go crazy! I mean I'm half tempted to change my blog layout for Christmas. Of course the lazy teen monster in me wins that battle and decides that its a lot of unnecessary work in the end. If you don't like it, then that's just TOO BAD!
PPSS:What's that? I skipped Thanksgiving? The beloved holiday about eating and watching football?...Er..I mean um...giving thanks? Well I'm sorry, I must've caught public fever. The only thing that remembers to include Thanksgiving at the holiday party is Macy's (Wait...they have a Thanksgiving parade right? RIGHT?!) So give 'ol Thanksies my apologies and tell them that I'll send them a Christmas card.
At first its not too bad, but like rowdy drunks at a bar, they get louder and louder as the video progresses. Don't blame me, blame youtube and the people it invites into its life. At least they're spreading Christmas cheer. I'll put a video below it, which is just a girl doing a guitar cover, so the only thing is that the guitar is a little louder than normal. Otherwise, its great! (A.k.a. if you wanna watch the guys and MAYBE laugh, then watch that one. If you just want to hear the song and continue reading-or watch the girl beast the cover- play the second one!!)
Also in recent news, the word "unfriend" is the word of the year and is being added into the dictionary along with some other slang words (or something like that. I skimmed the article on it. I mean come on. I'm a teenager.)
I just wanted to tell you that you may (or possibly not. I'm working on the may because its what I think I should do) have a new friend coming to the bloggy world! I mean I'm not sayin they'll have a blog, but be nice to them if they visit!!
Finally, my legs don't quite feel like they're gonna fall off and I got new basketball shoes.
BTW: I'm going to be gone all of this weekend AND Thursday and Friday because of NYLSC. So I know I post SOO often, but please don't disown me for dissapearing for a few days ok? :)
On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Headphones to drone out my family! Thank you true love!
-Helcar :)
Oh and PS: I'll probably-I take that back- I WILL post at least ONE MORE song before the actual Christmas, and at that point, I'll probably go crazy! I mean I'm half tempted to change my blog layout for Christmas. Of course the lazy teen monster in me wins that battle and decides that its a lot of unnecessary work in the end. If you don't like it, then that's just TOO BAD!
PPSS:What's that? I skipped Thanksgiving? The beloved holiday about eating and watching football?...Er..I mean um...giving thanks? Well I'm sorry, I must've caught public fever. The only thing that remembers to include Thanksgiving at the holiday party is Macy's (Wait...they have a Thanksgiving parade right? RIGHT?!) So give 'ol Thanksies my apologies and tell them that I'll send them a Christmas card.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
*PARTY DANCE*
Ok, well I think one of the hardest things about blogging, at least for me, is coming up with a title for the post, but thats NOT what I showed up to talk about! I have a new follower AND an award!! :D thank you to the amazing Janice for the follow and award. :)
Um, well as you may or may not know, depending on how much you know about the awards us blogs like to pass on (like...um...colds?) there are rules.
1.Thank your host (a.k.a, who gave you the award)
2.Copy
3.Get to the postin!
4.Give us addicts the standard set amount of facts (7 in this case)
5.Keep the award going. Pass it on to 7 others.
6. Inform the lucky contestants of your gift to them!
7. Be Cool!
Ok, so um... lets see *holds up hand and starts counting off fingers* thanks...mhrm..copy..check..post..yeah..facts..right..and um, passing on..coolness? that's gonna be tough. OK!
1. I might have slight anger management issues...its just a guess. lol
2. I don't really care about compliments, but my brain says "nope. LIES. that compliment does not apply to you" and gets embarassed when people say that I'm super smart (WHICH I'M NOT!) or good at something.
3. I'm not the most trusting with all the personal facts and junk about me. Its a miracle that I'm blogging.
4. I hate talking about myself or writing papers about myself. It makes me feel awkward and like I'm focusing on myself (I don't mind blogging because its a diary type thing and those were made to talk about yourself.)
5. I only own one dress-which brings me to my next fact.
6. I HATE dressing up (not like Halloween, like dress clothes.) and that kinda stuff.
7. I have terrible memory when it comes to stuff like remembering homework, something that my mom told me to do, or remembering plays for stuff like basketball (although that might be an adrenaline thing because I can go into practice an remember the plays an then get to a game and blank out when they are called.)
And now, the nominees!
Yella- Zoinkers!
and also, I just thought I would let you know what a dedicated person I am...my internet closed FIVE TIMES while I was trying to type this post! Yes. I love you bloggy peeps.
That is all! Hopefully...
-Helcar :D
Um, well as you may or may not know, depending on how much you know about the awards us blogs like to pass on (like...um...colds?) there are rules.
1.Thank your host (a.k.a, who gave you the award)
2.Copy
3.Get to the postin!
4.Give us addicts the standard set amount of facts (7 in this case)
5.Keep the award going. Pass it on to 7 others.
6. Inform the lucky contestants of your gift to them!
7. Be Cool!
Ok, so um... lets see *holds up hand and starts counting off fingers* thanks...mhrm..copy..check..post..yeah..facts..right..and um, passing on..coolness? that's gonna be tough. OK!
1. I might have slight anger management issues...its just a guess. lol
2. I don't really care about compliments, but my brain says "nope. LIES. that compliment does not apply to you" and gets embarassed when people say that I'm super smart (WHICH I'M NOT!) or good at something.
3. I'm not the most trusting with all the personal facts and junk about me. Its a miracle that I'm blogging.
4. I hate talking about myself or writing papers about myself. It makes me feel awkward and like I'm focusing on myself (I don't mind blogging because its a diary type thing and those were made to talk about yourself.)
5. I only own one dress-which brings me to my next fact.
6. I HATE dressing up (not like Halloween, like dress clothes.) and that kinda stuff.
7. I have terrible memory when it comes to stuff like remembering homework, something that my mom told me to do, or remembering plays for stuff like basketball (although that might be an adrenaline thing because I can go into practice an remember the plays an then get to a game and blank out when they are called.)
And now, the nominees!
Yella- Zoinkers!
Mr. Gasteier- FU Penguin
Winna- Winna Life
Rachel- And if its a Hero That You Want, I Can Save You
Ebony- Sizzling Publications
Phoebe- My Pink'n'Black Montage (who, btw, I can't comment on your blog for some reason.)
Diane-Contentedly Neurotic
and also, I just thought I would let you know what a dedicated person I am...my internet closed FIVE TIMES while I was trying to type this post! Yes. I love you bloggy peeps.
That is all! Hopefully...
-Helcar :D
Monday, November 9, 2009
Oh what a relief it is!
After the nice men in the white coats told me to eat some ice cream and calm down before they gave me the straitjacket again, I felt much better! Especially with that shot they gave me? *twitch* Haha. Just kidding.
But not much is going on over here on the home front. Basketball started today, and with the awesome killer-happy man to deal with for four months, I continue on my path to having my brain turn to mush before my senior year! But then again, it might just be mush already.
I have been diagnosed with withdrawal and I believe that it might just be a correct diagnosis. "What? The crazy girl in withdrawal? Did you forget to take your meds?" No! I told you I throw them in the sink when they give them... I mean um, I may be in withdrawal from a certain thing that is designated the name "The M word" in the tags. For those of you who are too lazy to find the common denominator, that would be Mark. Lets just leave it at that. The romance monster has revolted and is waging all out war on my sensible side, and that's enough of a problem. I'm not going to help it by opening my mouth.
So anywho, I know I'm a regular chatzilla and all, but I have to do homework, so this is all you're getting right now!
Stay tuned for next post's episode...
-Helcar :)
But not much is going on over here on the home front. Basketball started today, and with the awesome killer-happy man to deal with for four months, I continue on my path to having my brain turn to mush before my senior year! But then again, it might just be mush already.
I have been diagnosed with withdrawal and I believe that it might just be a correct diagnosis. "What? The crazy girl in withdrawal? Did you forget to take your meds?" No! I told you I throw them in the sink when they give them... I mean um, I may be in withdrawal from a certain thing that is designated the name "The M word" in the tags. For those of you who are too lazy to find the common denominator, that would be Mark. Lets just leave it at that. The romance monster has revolted and is waging all out war on my sensible side, and that's enough of a problem. I'm not going to help it by opening my mouth.
So anywho, I know I'm a regular chatzilla and all, but I have to do homework, so this is all you're getting right now!
Stay tuned for next post's episode...
-Helcar :)
Friday, November 6, 2009
...And Misery Loves Company.
*cue annoying news update music*-We interrupt this program to bring you some good 'ol teenage rage, courtesy of helcar. Stay tuned, the scheduled program will return shortly...maybe-
Well isn't this just the Friday from hell? (Just a warning, if you don't want to read this whiny anger post, then go ahead, you can walk away and come back when I have up a different post. See if you like it better. I wouldn't blame you.) But Fridays are supposed to be fun and great and everything. When I was at school, it was fun and stuff (well, other than the nagging in the back of my mind about the events that were to come...) and like if I ignored the school part it was great. Even when I went home, it was still ok. But now EVERY DAY I dread when my mom comes home. I don't want to hear her screaming and yelling and blaming me and Victoria for EVERYTHING while Alexandra turns up her precious Hannah Montana and gets none of the tongue lashing.
And before I get too much of my annoyance out and lose my head (forgive any language that slips through the parental barriers of my mind. I'm kinda pissed right now.) I'd just like to let you know that I DO realize that there are people that are a hundred times worse off than I am right now.)
So anyways, when I went to Alley's Halloween thing (which was fun) and I was supposed to clean the ENTIRE lower level of my house, which is always the messiest. I cleaned the basement and my room and my bathroom and went to the party thinking I was off-free-liberated from the madhouse that I live in. My mom comes to pick me up and she's all-yeah you're grounded for two weeks.. Why? Because the basement and my room "weren't clean" YES THEY WERE.
Commencement of my mom's crazy Nazi slave driver phase was on an unknown date, but it was now in full out rage power-up swing. Not only had she given me a job list that included
-clean, vaccuum, dust the basement
-","," your room.
-Clean the Chinchilla cage
-Clean the kitty litter
-vaccuum the basement steps
-clean your bathroom
and this all had to be done by 2pm on that day (even if an alarm is set, I normally don't get up till at least 9 or 10am.
She comes home, complains about how we don't do anything and we don't love the animals because we dont do anything with them (I fill up Rio's water dish like every 4 min, play with him all the time, feed him and teach him tricks. I also clean the chinchilla cage and take care of their food and water and treats 24/7. What more does she want?) Then tells us how lazy we are and tells us to pick up or do the dishes or something.
Then, since I may or may not have mentioned that we were supposed to be finding homes for the two girl cats, Patches and Princess. I no longer have Patches. We dropped her off at her new owner's house tonight, and we were supposed to do the same for Princess, but the people who were supposed to get her didn't pick up their phone so we couldn't get their address. All day long, I got to think about how the cat's that I've had and taken care of were being taken away from me. They had to go because "the didn't like each other and they didn't like the dog and Princess pees on the floor because she's all territorial over everything." So yeah.
Also, this girl on my cross country team (we have the banquet on Tuesday, and knowing how much my mom loves me right now, she'll probably ban me from that, in which case I will tell her to take a flying leap and walk to the school if I have to.) made it to STATE. This girl is seriously amazing. She's an 8th grader, and she got 8th place in the Varsity race at sectionals-which had like 17 schools at it- and she is the #1 Varsity runner. I was going to go to the meet tomorrow to support her, because if someone you were on a team with went to state, you probably would want to go because thats like AMAZING, especially when you're running against the top high school runners from each school. I wasn't even going to make my mom take me to the meet, because Clara had offered to take me to the meet (and then her sis' basketball game) and my mom was like "NO. Anything that allows you to be around your friends is banned in your groundation because you tried to flimflam me". Firstly, WHO says FLIMFLAM?! But also, despite begging, reasoning and being angry, she continued to say no (when she lets Alexandra do whatever when she's grounded) and so I can't even go to a SPORTING EVENT to support MY TEAMMATE because my mom says that I'd be able to hang out with my friends.
I am so f-ing frustated that I just want to scream or cry or punch a wall (or my mom...) but I CAN'T. Because that would trigger more complaining. All the the techniques to dissapate all this pent up anger (some good angry rock music, throwing weight pieces at the basement floor and making lovely dents-which I am just waiting for my mom to notice-, punching pillows, excersising, its NOT making me any less angry. UGH.
It doesn't make sense to me that I should have to be the slave/scapegoat and be blamed for everything, while my sister can do a half a$$ed job of dusting and not do any of her other jobs and get off scott free. Why do I get grounded from my one salvation when I do something "wrong" while my sisters get grounded from something that doesn't even matter to them? WHY do I have to put up with my mom who is practically bi-polar and cursing me out one minute then trying to kiss me on the cheek, and then she's pissed when I'm not embracing her with open arms?! My mom says she wishes we would be out of the house and then says we can't go anywhere. I don't ask her for money, I don't get in trouble in OR out of school, and I obey practically her every whim. So WHY does she see fit to act like a total b*tch to me 90% of the time?
On the-well I don't know if its a plus or downside, becuase I guess it sorta depends- Clara is beginning to see the frustration I endure with the Mark situation. Its not as simple as it seems, and you only ACTUALLY understand it if you've experienced it. I won't go into any more detail for that because I deem it unnecessary.
We wear the mask that grins and lies
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tourtured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath the feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
--Paul Laurence Dunbar
The scheduled program will return shortly...
-Helcar. :I
Well isn't this just the Friday from hell? (Just a warning, if you don't want to read this whiny anger post, then go ahead, you can walk away and come back when I have up a different post. See if you like it better. I wouldn't blame you.) But Fridays are supposed to be fun and great and everything. When I was at school, it was fun and stuff (well, other than the nagging in the back of my mind about the events that were to come...) and like if I ignored the school part it was great. Even when I went home, it was still ok. But now EVERY DAY I dread when my mom comes home. I don't want to hear her screaming and yelling and blaming me and Victoria for EVERYTHING while Alexandra turns up her precious Hannah Montana and gets none of the tongue lashing.
And before I get too much of my annoyance out and lose my head (forgive any language that slips through the parental barriers of my mind. I'm kinda pissed right now.) I'd just like to let you know that I DO realize that there are people that are a hundred times worse off than I am right now.)
So anyways, when I went to Alley's Halloween thing (which was fun) and I was supposed to clean the ENTIRE lower level of my house, which is always the messiest. I cleaned the basement and my room and my bathroom and went to the party thinking I was off-free-liberated from the madhouse that I live in. My mom comes to pick me up and she's all-yeah you're grounded for two weeks.. Why? Because the basement and my room "weren't clean" YES THEY WERE.
Commencement of my mom's crazy Nazi slave driver phase was on an unknown date, but it was now in full out rage power-up swing. Not only had she given me a job list that included
-clean, vaccuum, dust the basement
-","," your room.
-Clean the Chinchilla cage
-Clean the kitty litter
-vaccuum the basement steps
-clean your bathroom
and this all had to be done by 2pm on that day (even if an alarm is set, I normally don't get up till at least 9 or 10am.
She comes home, complains about how we don't do anything and we don't love the animals because we dont do anything with them (I fill up Rio's water dish like every 4 min, play with him all the time, feed him and teach him tricks. I also clean the chinchilla cage and take care of their food and water and treats 24/7. What more does she want?) Then tells us how lazy we are and tells us to pick up or do the dishes or something.
Then, since I may or may not have mentioned that we were supposed to be finding homes for the two girl cats, Patches and Princess. I no longer have Patches. We dropped her off at her new owner's house tonight, and we were supposed to do the same for Princess, but the people who were supposed to get her didn't pick up their phone so we couldn't get their address. All day long, I got to think about how the cat's that I've had and taken care of were being taken away from me. They had to go because "the didn't like each other and they didn't like the dog and Princess pees on the floor because she's all territorial over everything." So yeah.
Also, this girl on my cross country team (we have the banquet on Tuesday, and knowing how much my mom loves me right now, she'll probably ban me from that, in which case I will tell her to take a flying leap and walk to the school if I have to.) made it to STATE. This girl is seriously amazing. She's an 8th grader, and she got 8th place in the Varsity race at sectionals-which had like 17 schools at it- and she is the #1 Varsity runner. I was going to go to the meet tomorrow to support her, because if someone you were on a team with went to state, you probably would want to go because thats like AMAZING, especially when you're running against the top high school runners from each school. I wasn't even going to make my mom take me to the meet, because Clara had offered to take me to the meet (and then her sis' basketball game) and my mom was like "NO. Anything that allows you to be around your friends is banned in your groundation because you tried to flimflam me". Firstly, WHO says FLIMFLAM?! But also, despite begging, reasoning and being angry, she continued to say no (when she lets Alexandra do whatever when she's grounded) and so I can't even go to a SPORTING EVENT to support MY TEAMMATE because my mom says that I'd be able to hang out with my friends.
I am so f-ing frustated that I just want to scream or cry or punch a wall (or my mom...) but I CAN'T. Because that would trigger more complaining. All the the techniques to dissapate all this pent up anger (some good angry rock music, throwing weight pieces at the basement floor and making lovely dents-which I am just waiting for my mom to notice-, punching pillows, excersising, its NOT making me any less angry. UGH.
It doesn't make sense to me that I should have to be the slave/scapegoat and be blamed for everything, while my sister can do a half a$$ed job of dusting and not do any of her other jobs and get off scott free. Why do I get grounded from my one salvation when I do something "wrong" while my sisters get grounded from something that doesn't even matter to them? WHY do I have to put up with my mom who is practically bi-polar and cursing me out one minute then trying to kiss me on the cheek, and then she's pissed when I'm not embracing her with open arms?! My mom says she wishes we would be out of the house and then says we can't go anywhere. I don't ask her for money, I don't get in trouble in OR out of school, and I obey practically her every whim. So WHY does she see fit to act like a total b*tch to me 90% of the time?
On the-well I don't know if its a plus or downside, becuase I guess it sorta depends- Clara is beginning to see the frustration I endure with the Mark situation. Its not as simple as it seems, and you only ACTUALLY understand it if you've experienced it. I won't go into any more detail for that because I deem it unnecessary.
We wear the mask that grins and lies
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
Why should the world be overwise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while
We wear the mask.
We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tourtured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath the feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise,
We wear the mask!
--Paul Laurence Dunbar
The scheduled program will return shortly...
-Helcar. :I
Friday, October 30, 2009
THIS IS HALLOWEEN!
Well actually, Ms. Crazy Blogger Girl, it is in fact NOT Halloween, but Hallows Eve (is that what the night before Halloween is called? No? Too bad. It is now.) but thats ok because I wont have the time to be blogging tomorrow. I have to put the finishing touches on my (amazing) costume and clean my house and do my homework and go for a run-then take a shower of course, which might happen after some ab time...most of these things (aka like everything except my costume) needs to be done by like 2:30, which is when my mom is getting home from work. Hooray for me right? And now, ladies and gentlemen, on to the main event!
Ok, so Alley is having a Halloween party right? So all week I had to battle with my mo to even get her to let me go in the first place, and I finally sorta got her to agree that if I cleaned dpart of the house I could go to the party. Then, she said that I couldn't sleep over (its a sleepover party) just becuase she felt like it, and she thought that I had been to enough sleepovers lately. Then, after 2 days of asking "please? please? WHY NOT?" she was like "If you think you're sleeping over at Alley's you need to clean this house because I have a friend coming over and I don't want this house to look messy!" AND THE TRUTH COMES OUT! Ugh. I had to suffer and beg all week when really my mom is just too lazy to clean the house herself, and she knew we'd (my sisters and I) clean if she threatened something we wanted to do. That is just a little bit obnoxious. Oh well.
Like I don't even know what to think, like to be jealous or happy or sad or what, but whatever. Clara and Alley are like all successful with their love lifes right now, like Clara (we will call her guy BP) talks to BP a lot, like texting and in person, and like just the other day at the last (*sniff*) cross country meet-he's in CC too- she was like "How did you do?" and they held a convo-even though we were trying to get someplace-but it was kinda funny because she wasn't like hanging on his every word or anything, but I could definatly see the gushy happiness in her face and stuff. When she (finally) left, she was like freakin out because I was teasing her and she was like "OMG am I that obvious?" But I don't think she really was, I mean maybe, but you know how you can notice stuff mroe with your friends, especially if you know what's going on? But anyways, and Alley is to the point where she was talking to him for a while and like he likes her back and stuff (we can call him...um...K-dog). So anyways, I'm like happy for them/wallowing in my sarcastic pool of self-pity.
So...um..well you see, I'm sorry if this post isn't very organized because my brain isn't very organized...oh well.
I'm in the process of trying to find out when Mark and Lauren are free because I haven't seen them in a while, so I'm workin on it.
I think thats all I got for ya today...
-Helcar >:3) (thats a really weird devil in honor of HALLOWEEN-the best holiday ever!)
Ok, so Alley is having a Halloween party right? So all week I had to battle with my mo to even get her to let me go in the first place, and I finally sorta got her to agree that if I cleaned dpart of the house I could go to the party. Then, she said that I couldn't sleep over (its a sleepover party) just becuase she felt like it, and she thought that I had been to enough sleepovers lately. Then, after 2 days of asking "please? please? WHY NOT?" she was like "If you think you're sleeping over at Alley's you need to clean this house because I have a friend coming over and I don't want this house to look messy!" AND THE TRUTH COMES OUT! Ugh. I had to suffer and beg all week when really my mom is just too lazy to clean the house herself, and she knew we'd (my sisters and I) clean if she threatened something we wanted to do. That is just a little bit obnoxious. Oh well.
Like I don't even know what to think, like to be jealous or happy or sad or what, but whatever. Clara and Alley are like all successful with their love lifes right now, like Clara (we will call her guy BP) talks to BP a lot, like texting and in person, and like just the other day at the last (*sniff*) cross country meet-he's in CC too- she was like "How did you do?" and they held a convo-even though we were trying to get someplace-but it was kinda funny because she wasn't like hanging on his every word or anything, but I could definatly see the gushy happiness in her face and stuff. When she (finally) left, she was like freakin out because I was teasing her and she was like "OMG am I that obvious?" But I don't think she really was, I mean maybe, but you know how you can notice stuff mroe with your friends, especially if you know what's going on? But anyways, and Alley is to the point where she was talking to him for a while and like he likes her back and stuff (we can call him...um...K-dog). So anyways, I'm like happy for them/wallowing in my sarcastic pool of self-pity.
So...um..well you see, I'm sorry if this post isn't very organized because my brain isn't very organized...oh well.
I'm in the process of trying to find out when Mark and Lauren are free because I haven't seen them in a while, so I'm workin on it.
I think thats all I got for ya today...
-Helcar >:3) (thats a really weird devil in honor of HALLOWEEN-the best holiday ever!)
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Yee Haw Y'all Gots the Swine!
Well you know whats just great? First I'll give you my sarcastic great-I got the swine flu! Well, er, maybe. You see, i went to the hospital because i um -cough-passed out twice-cough-which i will gladly tell you about later. But anyways, the people at the hospital diagnosed me with swine flu since they were too lazy to do some test and i had flu-ish symptoms. The REAL great is that its almost Halloween! THIS IS HALLOWEEN THIS IS HALLOWEEN as A Nightmare Before Christmas once said! Haha can't you just imagine some crazy girl -cough-me-cough- dancing around like a fire pit and chanting crazily? I bet my friends can. Halloween is only one of the best holidays EVER and my costume is gonna ROCK! It is a combination of some of my few skills and my sick mind (as are most of my actions and projects) You know what though? Since I was home sick for FOUR days (after a four day weekend and preceding a three day weekend) I am now loaded down with homework! HOORAY x.x .Also, for those of you that lost sleep over my petty issues, I did in fact find my social studies folder! Now on to the discussions about my sickness.
I went over to Alleys house where everyone was all coughing and stuff and had fun then I came home coughing to Alexandra, who was also sick! Then the next day I had a fever and felt like crap and then the next day, I woke up and went to the bathroom. When I came out my vision was like all dark and I could only see one little patch and my mom was there and she was gonna take my temperature. She kept asking if I was ok because it looked like I wasn't looking at her-I kinda couldn't really see her- I kept trying to tell her 'Yeah yeah I'm fine" because you know how sometimes if you stand up really fast your vision gets all weird and stuff? I thought it was something like that. Apparantly that wasn't the case becuase I passed out and I woke up and my mom is like "Are you ok? Are you ok?" and freakin out then she made me lay there for like 20 minutes then she was going to go get my glasses (i normally wear contacts, but it was morning and I don't normally put them in if I'm just gonna sit at home like all day and i had just woken up) so she made me stand up and lean against the wall and then my vision started getting all dark again and my legs got all weak and then i woke up exaclty where i did before. On the floor in the doorway to my bedroom. It wasn't really fun. Then I got to crawl upstairs (my room is in the basement) and to the car since I wasn't in the mood for passing out AGAIN, all the while my mom called likea hundred people and told them that I passed out and she was gonna take me and Alexandra (who was also home sick that lovely Monday) to the emergency room.
The emergency room was FULL of disgusting sick kids that were coughing and hacking all over he place and we all got to wear fun masks, which i didn't object due to the sick to healthy ratio in that emergency room, and then we sat there for like three hours and then we went home after a long sickly day. I got to stay home Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (even though I could've gone to school on Thursday and my mom kept me home). The best part is that my mom has told half the world that I passed out!
Other than that, it hasn't been very eventful, so maybe I'll just leave off there. In fact, I think I will.
SoooweEEEE!!! Here piggy piggy...
-Helcar ^-o-^ (how do you like the pig?)
I went over to Alleys house where everyone was all coughing and stuff and had fun then I came home coughing to Alexandra, who was also sick! Then the next day I had a fever and felt like crap and then the next day, I woke up and went to the bathroom. When I came out my vision was like all dark and I could only see one little patch and my mom was there and she was gonna take my temperature. She kept asking if I was ok because it looked like I wasn't looking at her-I kinda couldn't really see her- I kept trying to tell her 'Yeah yeah I'm fine" because you know how sometimes if you stand up really fast your vision gets all weird and stuff? I thought it was something like that. Apparantly that wasn't the case becuase I passed out and I woke up and my mom is like "Are you ok? Are you ok?" and freakin out then she made me lay there for like 20 minutes then she was going to go get my glasses (i normally wear contacts, but it was morning and I don't normally put them in if I'm just gonna sit at home like all day and i had just woken up) so she made me stand up and lean against the wall and then my vision started getting all dark again and my legs got all weak and then i woke up exaclty where i did before. On the floor in the doorway to my bedroom. It wasn't really fun. Then I got to crawl upstairs (my room is in the basement) and to the car since I wasn't in the mood for passing out AGAIN, all the while my mom called likea hundred people and told them that I passed out and she was gonna take me and Alexandra (who was also home sick that lovely Monday) to the emergency room.
The emergency room was FULL of disgusting sick kids that were coughing and hacking all over he place and we all got to wear fun masks, which i didn't object due to the sick to healthy ratio in that emergency room, and then we sat there for like three hours and then we went home after a long sickly day. I got to stay home Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (even though I could've gone to school on Thursday and my mom kept me home). The best part is that my mom has told half the world that I passed out!
Other than that, it hasn't been very eventful, so maybe I'll just leave off there. In fact, I think I will.
SoooweEEEE!!! Here piggy piggy...
-Helcar ^-o-^ (how do you like the pig?)
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
High School 101
First and foremost, it is OCTOBER!!! WOO! That means Halloween, which is only pretty close to my favorite holiday EVER. When else do you get to scare people and get a ton of free candy? Well, that is unless you're a clown in a parade, then there might be an exception. So anyways, here is what I'm up to
Wake up at 6am.
Go to school.
Be bored in school.
Get a boat load of homework from school.
Go to cross country.
Go home and do homework.
Eat.
Do more homework till about 11pm.
Start all over.
But take into consideration that I DO eat more than once a day. Trust me. Most of the time I have two dinners. THAT's how much I eat.
So doesn't that sound exciting? Plus, I would tell you where you could find how I'm doing in cross country, but that's not a good idea because it would give you a bunch of info that you don't need to know. I'd rather not be stalked and kidnapped (although, if you could kidnap my sisters, that might be appreciated.)
As any good bottom-of-the-totem-pole freshman would do, I'm staying up late to do homework that I complain about to friends and family, and being sick with the perpetual cold that comes in the back to school care package. Oh joy. But that might just be what EVERYONE in high school does. That and complain about the teachers they have.
I would just like to mention that a good thing to do in ANY school situation, is NOT LOSE THE FOLDER THAT HAS AN ENTIRE SUBJECTS WORTH OF PAPERS IN IT. I can't find my social studies folder, which has my chapter notes (non replaceable), my study guide (non replaceable) and ALL of this weeks homework, and one of those homework items was due today. If someone took that folder, I just might kill them.
On the plus side, a much needed four day weekend is coming up. I am going to see if Mark (friend/person I like for those of you that are new to all of this.)and Lauren (both of whom are NYLSC buddies of mine. Like I said. its for the people who may or may not know said facts already). This is NOT going to take place with my school friends (despite the fact that Clara is trying to push that) if it takes place at all. But I better get going, because that is NEXT WEEK, and I don't even really have any details set up.
I just figured I'd get in post even though I SHOULD be doing homework (see what I was talking about? I'm a HORRIBLE procrastinator) so I don't get too behind. I need to keep up with this or I'll drive myself and everyone else crazy!
TTYL friends! Kidding, but I will post again eventually...
-Helcar z.z
Wake up at 6am.
Go to school.
Be bored in school.
Get a boat load of homework from school.
Go to cross country.
Go home and do homework.
Eat.
Do more homework till about 11pm.
Start all over.
But take into consideration that I DO eat more than once a day. Trust me. Most of the time I have two dinners. THAT's how much I eat.
So doesn't that sound exciting? Plus, I would tell you where you could find how I'm doing in cross country, but that's not a good idea because it would give you a bunch of info that you don't need to know. I'd rather not be stalked and kidnapped (although, if you could kidnap my sisters, that might be appreciated.)
As any good bottom-of-the-totem-pole freshman would do, I'm staying up late to do homework that I complain about to friends and family, and being sick with the perpetual cold that comes in the back to school care package. Oh joy. But that might just be what EVERYONE in high school does. That and complain about the teachers they have.
I would just like to mention that a good thing to do in ANY school situation, is NOT LOSE THE FOLDER THAT HAS AN ENTIRE SUBJECTS WORTH OF PAPERS IN IT. I can't find my social studies folder, which has my chapter notes (non replaceable), my study guide (non replaceable) and ALL of this weeks homework, and one of those homework items was due today. If someone took that folder, I just might kill them.
On the plus side, a much needed four day weekend is coming up. I am going to see if Mark (friend/person I like for those of you that are new to all of this.)and Lauren (both of whom are NYLSC buddies of mine. Like I said. its for the people who may or may not know said facts already). This is NOT going to take place with my school friends (despite the fact that Clara is trying to push that) if it takes place at all. But I better get going, because that is NEXT WEEK, and I don't even really have any details set up.
I just figured I'd get in post even though I SHOULD be doing homework (see what I was talking about? I'm a HORRIBLE procrastinator) so I don't get too behind. I need to keep up with this or I'll drive myself and everyone else crazy!
TTYL friends! Kidding, but I will post again eventually...
-Helcar z.z
Sunday, September 27, 2009
I'm Sorry, Please Don't Leave Me.
Well, I'm glad to see that some people are still following me, even though I'm kinda being the worst blogger EVER. But I've been busy oK?! Between cross country, school, and my new dog (WE GOT A NEW DOG!!) I barely have time to BREATHE! I wake up, go to school, go to cross country, go home, do homework, eat, do homeowork, watch tv for 20 mins and go to bed. Fun right? Oh well. So we have some matters to attend to in this session of blabbering. Lets get on with this. All people reading answer AYE if you wish to hear this. Actually, you know what? Just shut up because I can't hear you and I'm saying it anyways (please dont think I'm screaming shut up at you. I'm just saying forget about it cuz it doesn't make a difference.)
First and Foremost, I GOT AN AWARD!!! Thank you Frannie! I would like to thank my few (and much loved and appreciated ) followers for believing in me! Sadly, I got this award on the 2nd of September, so here's the deal:
Rules:
1) Thank the blogger who gave you the award: I DONT NEED TO THANK THEM! I"M SOOOOO AWESOME THAT I DESERVE IT! (Just kidding, thank you for the award :) )
2) Copy award and place it on my blog: are you looking at this?
3) Link to blog the nominated you: mhm mhm.
4) List 7 things about myself my fellow bloggers may not know: umm, do i HAVE to stay up for an extra half an hour to think of seven things?!
Unfortunatly, with me being EVER so technologically savvy, my award picture is at the top of my post. I'm sorry.
Ok here goes nothing.
1)I'm not sure WHY I'm running cross country, because I'm a sprinter. I run 100m hurdles and 100m dash. NOT 4000m.
2)For haloween (since I'm a total weirdo) I'm going to be an escaped experiment victim. That includes all sorts of fun special effects makeup. WOO!
3)I got in trouble for making fun of a kid in kindergarten.
4)When I got in trouble that time, it was the last time i ever got in trouble in school because my parents nearly KILLED me.
5)I am addicted to Bath and Body Works. That place is amazing.
6)When I'm not having a stroke of genius, I'm pathetically stupid. I'm not even like average smart. I'm just kinda braindead.
7) I use a lot of parenthesis when I'm blogging becuase I have a lot of thoughts going on, and if I added all the ideas for something into one sentence, then it would be a very long and uncomprehensible run-on.
Oh, and Um, I'm kinda supposed to pass this on instead of hogging it like a selfish weirdo, so here we go:
Alley-Zoinkers!
Sara- Waking Up in a Sleepy Town
Winna- Winna Life
Ebony-Sizzling Publications
UP for no REASON-Retrospective of a Random Guy
Phoebe- My Pink 'n' Black Montage
Diane-Contentedly Neurotic
Ok so there you go. On with the task at hand...
So that's one thing off the list. Secondly, I feel the need to inform you that I'm pretty sure that I'm not friends with Veronica. She freaked out (I think its because at the freshmen orientation-thats right. I'm a high schooler!- we didn't talk to her for like 5 sec so she walked away and now she acts like I'm not even there, and its kinda immiture if you ask me.) and now she's hanging out with different people (that last year she said she didn't like most of them) and she rolls her eyes and walks away when I talk to her. It doesn't really matter to me though because she was SUPER dramatic last year and i had to tiptoe across the ice to NOT make her mad. So whatever.
NEXT!
WE GOT A DOG! His name is Rio, he is a yellow lab, and he is ADORABLE. He's 2 1/2 because we adopted him and he has a puppy face. He's amazing.
And
Clara likes a different person (SHH!). THANK GOD. And I very muh approve of her new choice. He's pretty cute and he has a nice bod. Enough said.
Hm. I don't know what else to tell you! I might as well stop there, and I'll just make sure I keep up better with the blogging.
Its good to be back...
-Helcar :)
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Look Who It Is!
Well well well! Look who decided to show up! I'm back (obviously) from my pathetically negligent "vacation". on our agenda for today is....
-My Stitches (OMG!)
-The Party (ARGH!/w00t!)
uuhhhhhh what else?? OH YEAH!
-Rock the River
I went up to Alley's cabin, and it was fun-other than the stitches. Although I WILL get an awesome scar to show off from it. Don't worry. I've already gotten the speech from everyone about how to avoid the scarring, but whatever. I'll do what I want. So ANYWAYS. We decided that we were going to hike across the island that her cabin is on, so we got halfway-ish, and then we went towards the shoreline. We guessed which way was closer to the cabin, and ended up hiking the long way around. We stopped periodically to rest and climb on the bluffs that were all over the fringes of the island. We saw a doe, got eaten by mosquitos (only a little though) and destroyed our legs on all the branches n junk that littered the ground. We continued to hug the shoreline, so we encountered some areas where the only way to keep going without backtracking and bushwhacking, was to climb up the rocks. We kept going and going and going, and then one time when Alley wanted to stop and climb (because "climbing is her favorite part!") she climbed down (so she could climb back up) and my brain said "Go for it! You like climbing too you know!" and the other -smart-part of me was like "DONT DO IT! What are you going to do if someone gets hurt?! And PLUS, she's about 40 pounds lighter than you are! What holds for her, isn't necessarily going to hold for you!" But do I EVER listen to the sensible side of my brain? Nope. That's probably why I'm so accident prone. As I started climbing down, there was a very large, sharp and also....LOOSE rock, which slid down, scraped one leg, and then got caught on my foot (since it was big, it was heavy, and it hurt) then, instead of moving the leg that wasn't caught BEFORE i dislodged the rock, I kept my leg right where it was. So the rock went down and chopped my leg open and then caught on my other foot! then, I climbed down (that rock was a major handhold since it was a big rock.) then climbed up another area. My leg was bleeding a bunch ----> ------> ------> fast forward through some hiking, we came to a cabin and got a couple bandaids to hold my leg over , the chick went and got the trashcan for the paper towels I used to wipe my leg some, and she was all like "hehe...blood these days you know..." ...um EXCUSE ME Ms. Rudeness? I would've thrown away my own papertowels WITHOUT you making your stupid comment. I don't expect random strangers to handle bloody paper towels that I used, when I'm perfectly capable of throwing them away!----->------>-------->fast forward some more...we got back to the cabin (as my leg continued to bleed) and Alley was freaking out and her brother and his friend were trying to prod at my leg, and then we (more like they... I could've handled it myself.) woke up their dad and he bandaged my leg. It didn't seem like they(doctors) could stitch it, so we just bandaged it, and checked on it. That night he decided that we'd go in to the hospital to get it checked out. Just in case. I got 9 stitches, and some fun antibiotics that I had to take 4x a day. So for ten days I couldn't bike or do cross country. Ten days later, I'm rid of them, and I'm going back to cross country tomorrow.
NEXT!!
The party is saturday, and its gonna rock! but the thing is, Mark and Lauren still haven't given me a definate answer, and I need to know by tomorrow in order to clean and plan food and stuff like that. But it will be fun anyways -if you ignore all of my sisters friends that will also be there.
NEXT!!
I went to Rock the River (It's like a smaller Sonshine) and I saw concerts and stuff and it was fun! But the thing that wasn't fun was waiting in line for two hours to get ONE piece of pizza. The food vendors were slow and stopped serving food whenever this one guy got up to give some stupid sermon. This guy came up about every hour, and he talked for a LONG time. So Everyone in line was super annoyed. I almost missed the Flyleaf concert because of the line. But I didn't so it was ok.
So now that I'm back, I'm going to try and stay on top of it. Even during sports and the school year and stuff.
So I'll ttyl (type to ya later)...
-Helcar :F (vampire?)
-My Stitches (OMG!)
-The Party (ARGH!/w00t!)
uuhhhhhh what else?? OH YEAH!
-Rock the River
I went up to Alley's cabin, and it was fun-other than the stitches. Although I WILL get an awesome scar to show off from it. Don't worry. I've already gotten the speech from everyone about how to avoid the scarring, but whatever. I'll do what I want. So ANYWAYS. We decided that we were going to hike across the island that her cabin is on, so we got halfway-ish, and then we went towards the shoreline. We guessed which way was closer to the cabin, and ended up hiking the long way around. We stopped periodically to rest and climb on the bluffs that were all over the fringes of the island. We saw a doe, got eaten by mosquitos (only a little though) and destroyed our legs on all the branches n junk that littered the ground. We continued to hug the shoreline, so we encountered some areas where the only way to keep going without backtracking and bushwhacking, was to climb up the rocks. We kept going and going and going, and then one time when Alley wanted to stop and climb (because "climbing is her favorite part!") she climbed down (so she could climb back up) and my brain said "Go for it! You like climbing too you know!" and the other -smart-part of me was like "DONT DO IT! What are you going to do if someone gets hurt?! And PLUS, she's about 40 pounds lighter than you are! What holds for her, isn't necessarily going to hold for you!" But do I EVER listen to the sensible side of my brain? Nope. That's probably why I'm so accident prone. As I started climbing down, there was a very large, sharp and also....LOOSE rock, which slid down, scraped one leg, and then got caught on my foot (since it was big, it was heavy, and it hurt) then, instead of moving the leg that wasn't caught BEFORE i dislodged the rock, I kept my leg right where it was. So the rock went down and chopped my leg open and then caught on my other foot! then, I climbed down (that rock was a major handhold since it was a big rock.) then climbed up another area. My leg was bleeding a bunch ----> ------> ------> fast forward through some hiking, we came to a cabin and got a couple bandaids to hold my leg over , the chick went and got the trashcan for the paper towels I used to wipe my leg some, and she was all like "hehe...blood these days you know..." ...um EXCUSE ME Ms. Rudeness? I would've thrown away my own papertowels WITHOUT you making your stupid comment. I don't expect random strangers to handle bloody paper towels that I used, when I'm perfectly capable of throwing them away!----->------>-------->fast forward some more...we got back to the cabin (as my leg continued to bleed) and Alley was freaking out and her brother and his friend were trying to prod at my leg, and then we (more like they... I could've handled it myself.) woke up their dad and he bandaged my leg. It didn't seem like they(doctors) could stitch it, so we just bandaged it, and checked on it. That night he decided that we'd go in to the hospital to get it checked out. Just in case. I got 9 stitches, and some fun antibiotics that I had to take 4x a day. So for ten days I couldn't bike or do cross country. Ten days later, I'm rid of them, and I'm going back to cross country tomorrow.
NEXT!!
The party is saturday, and its gonna rock! but the thing is, Mark and Lauren still haven't given me a definate answer, and I need to know by tomorrow in order to clean and plan food and stuff like that. But it will be fun anyways -if you ignore all of my sisters friends that will also be there.
NEXT!!
I went to Rock the River (It's like a smaller Sonshine) and I saw concerts and stuff and it was fun! But the thing that wasn't fun was waiting in line for two hours to get ONE piece of pizza. The food vendors were slow and stopped serving food whenever this one guy got up to give some stupid sermon. This guy came up about every hour, and he talked for a LONG time. So Everyone in line was super annoyed. I almost missed the Flyleaf concert because of the line. But I didn't so it was ok.
So now that I'm back, I'm going to try and stay on top of it. Even during sports and the school year and stuff.
So I'll ttyl (type to ya later)...
-Helcar :F (vampire?)
Monday, August 3, 2009
Awkward much?
Well ladies and gentlemen, the day has come again where we share our awkward stories and laugh (and cringe) with each other! This event is hosted by the lovely Tova, so follow the rules! (Post, link back, then add your linkey to her list and all that fun stuff)
So this awkwardness takes place not long ago, as in like winter break ish, so December. My sisters and dad were in tow, and that causes the awkwardness...just you wait.
It was getting to be towards the end of winter break, and it was after Christmas, and my psycho dad insisted that we take a TWO DAY DRIVE all the way back from North Carolina IN THE WINTER! That includes winter snowy storms and all of that fun crap. So anyways, I was stressed, because I had an appointment that I REALLY needed to get to. That appointment was tubing with my conference friends....aka Mark and Lauren. Luckily we got back in time. So when I got to the snow tubing place, I gave Mark a ring to find out where he was...and where the tubing was as a matter of fact...I'd never been tubing there before...so anyways, once I got to this hill thing, (Lauren wasn't there yet) there was one person in a red coat standing, and they were standing at the top of a snow packed, icy, and fairly steep slope. I immediately (ok, well not immediately. It took me like 2 seconds) figured out who the person was (Mark) , and suddenly that person was barreling down the icy hill. I, being the genius I am, went forward like 4 steps (with my stride, its quite a bit.) and got a flying tackle hug from Mark. (No, for those of you that don't know, he's NOT my boyfriend [not that I would object if he was...I mean, I only like him... :} ] he's just my friend) The hug lasted a couple (or like 5) seconds. We kinda spun a little bit (like a half turn people. NOT 'picking someone up and spinning' type thing) because he was kinda to the side, and the path was icy. Trust me. This doesn't help the awkwardness. I don't know about him, but it was kinda a body slam, and I needed a couple seconds to recover. This is where the awkwardness really starts to set in. My dad and sisters were still behind me, and I could feel my sisters gawking, and my dad trying to burn a hole in my back with his eyes. That was REALLY awkward, because even though we were just exchanging out of breath 'hi's' (we did just sorta body slam mind you!) and recovering, my family was staring at me like we were making out. Mark told me when we were all going back up the hill that he was trying to knock me over...he nearly succeeded, and I have a feeling that would've REALLY made the awkwardness worse.
So that will be all for now.
Oh the awkwardness...
-Helcar :P
So this awkwardness takes place not long ago, as in like winter break ish, so December. My sisters and dad were in tow, and that causes the awkwardness...just you wait.
It was getting to be towards the end of winter break, and it was after Christmas, and my psycho dad insisted that we take a TWO DAY DRIVE all the way back from North Carolina IN THE WINTER! That includes winter snowy storms and all of that fun crap. So anyways, I was stressed, because I had an appointment that I REALLY needed to get to. That appointment was tubing with my conference friends....aka Mark and Lauren. Luckily we got back in time. So when I got to the snow tubing place, I gave Mark a ring to find out where he was...and where the tubing was as a matter of fact...I'd never been tubing there before...so anyways, once I got to this hill thing, (Lauren wasn't there yet) there was one person in a red coat standing, and they were standing at the top of a snow packed, icy, and fairly steep slope. I immediately (ok, well not immediately. It took me like 2 seconds) figured out who the person was (Mark) , and suddenly that person was barreling down the icy hill. I, being the genius I am, went forward like 4 steps (with my stride, its quite a bit.) and got a flying tackle hug from Mark. (No, for those of you that don't know, he's NOT my boyfriend [not that I would object if he was...I mean, I only like him... :} ] he's just my friend) The hug lasted a couple (or like 5) seconds. We kinda spun a little bit (like a half turn people. NOT 'picking someone up and spinning' type thing) because he was kinda to the side, and the path was icy. Trust me. This doesn't help the awkwardness. I don't know about him, but it was kinda a body slam, and I needed a couple seconds to recover. This is where the awkwardness really starts to set in. My dad and sisters were still behind me, and I could feel my sisters gawking, and my dad trying to burn a hole in my back with his eyes. That was REALLY awkward, because even though we were just exchanging out of breath 'hi's' (we did just sorta body slam mind you!) and recovering, my family was staring at me like we were making out. Mark told me when we were all going back up the hill that he was trying to knock me over...he nearly succeeded, and I have a feeling that would've REALLY made the awkwardness worse.
So that will be all for now.
Oh the awkwardness...
-Helcar :P
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Yo dawg!
What's up people?!
So I'm pretty bored right now, and I'm trying to learn hula hoop tricks. Yes. I know. I'm weird. Whatever though. So anyways, I have some very important news!!! The official party date is the 22nd, and I'm currently trying to recruit people for the date. So Alley, does that date work for you? I'm not sure of the times yet, but its probably from like 2pm-10pm (that's the generic time frame since we don't have an official one yet)
It should be pretty fun. We'll have music and slip n slides and maybe a movie! Oh. and lotsa people. Hehe...Hopefully my friends can behave. Yes that means you know who (what is this?! Harry Potter?!) is probably gonna be there. I'm not gonna tell anyone (well, except for the blogiverse, and Victoria ruined the suprise when I was talking to Clara, so she knows too...)
So camp was pretty fun, I did sailing, and we sailed keelboats (big ones) and sunfish (little ones).
I don't really know what else to say right nows though, so lets leave it at that.
Maybe I'll think of more stuff soon...
-Helcar -.- (still bored)
So I'm pretty bored right now, and I'm trying to learn hula hoop tricks. Yes. I know. I'm weird. Whatever though. So anyways, I have some very important news!!! The official party date is the 22nd, and I'm currently trying to recruit people for the date. So Alley, does that date work for you? I'm not sure of the times yet, but its probably from like 2pm-10pm (that's the generic time frame since we don't have an official one yet)
It should be pretty fun. We'll have music and slip n slides and maybe a movie! Oh. and lotsa people. Hehe...Hopefully my friends can behave. Yes that means you know who (what is this?! Harry Potter?!) is probably gonna be there. I'm not gonna tell anyone (well, except for the blogiverse, and Victoria ruined the suprise when I was talking to Clara, so she knows too...)
So camp was pretty fun, I did sailing, and we sailed keelboats (big ones) and sunfish (little ones).
I don't really know what else to say right nows though, so lets leave it at that.
Maybe I'll think of more stuff soon...
-Helcar -.- (still bored)
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Oh no!
Well, sadly, I'm going to be gone for a whole entire week. I'm off to Y camp (did i tell you that already?) but then I'll be back in August. Did I also tell you about the party thing? I think I did. If I didn't, then feel free to complain. But now I'm scrambling around trying to get in touch with everyone. The dates are down to either the 8th or the 22nd. It seems so far like the 22nd would be better (a.k.a. , in my mind, the 22nd is better, since I still haven't really talked to people.) So as I sit here listening to my All Time Low CD, I'm thinking about all the stuff I need to pack tomorrow. Or tonight.
Oh. Yes, and I'm naming the fish Rouge. It's red in French. Thanks for the suggestion Alley. I still am unsure on the pronunciation though. Is it like pronounced like Scrooge without the 'Sc'?
This party is quite welcome, because I miss my friends...
-Helcar -.- (right now, that's a bored face.)
Oh. Yes, and I'm naming the fish Rouge. It's red in French. Thanks for the suggestion Alley. I still am unsure on the pronunciation though. Is it like pronounced like Scrooge without the 'Sc'?
This party is quite welcome, because I miss my friends...
-Helcar -.- (right now, that's a bored face.)
Friday, July 24, 2009
I would like to thank the acadamy...
I have been nominated for an award!!! :D Apparently I'm an Honest Scrap. I never thought my blog would live to see the day that it would be honored with an award! So thank you Alley and Ebony! So here are the rules
- The recipient has to tell 10 true things about themselves in their blog that no one else knows.
- The recipient has to pass along this award to 10 more bloggers
- This 10 bloggers all have to be notified that they have been given this award.
- Those 10 bloggers that receive this award should link back to the blog that awarded them "The Honest Scrap" award.
So here goes nothing!
- I have practically NO patience at all.
- When I'm on the internet I tend to either be playing games or looking at guitars here
- I used to play football (I still wish I did because I really like it)
- I'm ALWAYS hungry. I eat all the time and yet I still only weigh like 137 (I'm tall.).
- I have a mark on the side of my nose but even though it looks like it is, it's NOT a birthmark. I scratched myself when I was really little and for some reason it made a mark like it is now.
- I'm super indecisive. If you ask me what my favorite food or band is, I wouldn't be able to tell you. Plus, while I was typing this post, I changed random facts like 8 times.
- I've gotten a 25 and a 27 for an ACT composite score.
- I make a sad attempt at collecting drum sticks (Like the ones you rockstars use. Hopefully you don't think I'm collecting chicken legs, because you probably already think I'm crazy.)
- I love hugs.Ok, so I already told that to the blogging world, but most people don't know it.
- If you bug me enough to do something, the chances are that I most likely will.
And now for the fabulous bloggers!
Alley- Zoinkers!
Sara-Waking Up In a Sleepy Town
Meandering Mel- Meandering Mel
Tabatha- Tabulous
James ~n~ Amber- Asbill Soup
Rachel- And if it's a hero that you want, I can save you
Vodka Mom- Vodkamom
Phoebe Jadeite - My Pink 'n' Black Montage
nINCENTvGUYEN- Retrospective of a Random Guy
Winna- Winna Life
So there we go! Just as a reminder, Please don't forget about the post below this if you haven't read it yet, because I wanted to put my award on it's own post.
w00t!
-Helcar :D
FREEEEEEDDDDOOOMMM!!!!
Home again, home again, jiggety jig! I'M BAAAACCCCKKKKKK and I would like to christen this moment with a complaint!
UGH! I officially hate my laptop. Or my internet connection. Either one. I have been trying to get on my computer and check e-mails and post ALL WEEK. So now I'm going through blog withdrawal because every time I had some smart remark or annoying whine (when something happens, my mind kind of goes into blog explanation mode) I wasn't able to bother you guys with it! So why didn't you get on your main computer and blog instead of leaving us alone? Excellent question, unseen member of my internet audience! Ok, so that was me...LOL...But my dad was up, and being the awesome person that he is, he was on the main computer 24/7 playing Bejeweled. ARGH! So that brings me to something that I REALLY wanted to rant about while he was here and blow off some steam, but here it goes.
My dad is RIDICULOUS. He has ridiculous demands, spazzes out about ridiculous things, and acts ridiculous!! He wanted us to make the house spotless basically every day, and if we didn't do something he said RIGHT AWAY, he would start complaining about how we never do anything without someone ragging on us. One time when he was nagging, he had the nerve to say
"You guys have basically 3 women in the house, since Alexandra is still young, so this house should practically be like a postcard house."
That REALLY pissed me off. That's MAJOR rudeness, and plus, technically, Victoria and I are TEENAGERS (Well, she's 12, but she's basically a teen and shes taller than most high schoolers. ) and teens are stereotypically not fantastic at cleaning up after themselves. It's a disease that most of us have. And to add to that fact, my mom works all the time, and right now she's on a work schedule that gets her off at like 2:45 when she doesn't work overtime, but she has to get up way early to get to work on time, so she is normally exhausted when she gets home.
But anyways, another thing that really made me mad while he was here (he left this morning) was that he was UBER lazy. He spent practically every minute we were at my house on the computer, where he either played Bejeweled, or looked at ESPN and similar sites for sports updates! Also, he didn't make, or even OFFER to make dinner while he was here. So if I didn't want a turkey sandwich for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,(hmm. That sounds like Christmas when he comes up!) I had to make dinner. I mean, he didn't even ask if we were hungry or ask if we wanted to order pizza. He didn't even help with dinner. He did the dishes maybe three times. He was up here from the 11th to the 24th. So on the 12th, we had roasted pork loin with potatoes, apple, and sage. On the 13th, we ate out. On the 14th, we had baked potato soup. On the 15th, we went to Sonshine Fest (I'll talk about that when i get done ranting) so we had Wendy's for lunch, and sandwiches for dinner. Every single day of Sonshine, (from the 15th-18th, or 4 days) we had sandwiches (would you like turkey and cheese or chicken and cheese?) for lunch and dinner, and yogurt for breakfast. Then when we got back, we spent 3 days eating sandwiches. On the 22nd, Victoria and I made pancakes and eggs and grits. On the 23rd, (yesterday) I made chicken with lemon balm, and rice and broccoli.
My final point in this one sided debate, is that he is always like "You guys fight all the time....blah blah blah....no one but you guys....blah blah blah..." and then his signature line, "back when I was a little boy, my siblings and I didn't fight anywhere near as much as you guys!" Ok. So here's the thing. My dad was raised in like the 1800's! I'm just kidding. That's an exaggeration, but apparently there was like black and white TV and stuff when he was growing up. He's old. And if you look at any family now, and you look at how much the siblings fight, its probably not quite as bad as how much we fight, but it's still quite a bit.
Ok. I think I'm done. Not necessarily with whining (that stuff builds up when I don't blog for a while) but for the most part with whining about my dad. So ONWARDS!
Sonshine was AWESOME, as it was last year. For those of you that don't know, it's a music festival, it goes on for 4 days, it's normally in mid July. It feature Christian bands (or bands with christian faith? Something like that. I'm not sure of the exact qualifications) OH MY GOD. I'm sitting here and I was like "WTF IS THAT?!" because I heard this monstrous noise outside. So it's hailing and storming monstrously outside. LOL sorry about that. But anyways, WAIT! Victoria just brought me a piece of hail that's about the size of a ping pong ball. I hope my garden isn't destroyed. For real now. Back to Sonshine. Not to be confused with Sunshine. So I went to see a bunch of bands.
-This Beautiful Republic
-Barlow Girl
-Family Force Five
-Skillet
-Children 18:3
-Day of Fire
-Fireflight
-Red
-Hawk Nelson
-Decyfer Down
-Thousand Foot Krutch
-Nevertheless
-Reliant K
The bands in red are the ones I hadn't heard before, and I ended up at their concert by chance or because they had cool names and I wanted to check them out. My favorite concerts out of the bands I went were by far, Skillet, Family Force Five, and Thousand Foot Krutch.
At the TFK concert, I crowd surfed, and it was FREAKIN AWESOME! I didn't tell my mom or dad though, because they probably would've freaked. That's about it because as usual, I'm getting inpatient with typing. On to the next subject.
I'm depressed. I'm going off to Y(MCA) Camp from all week and that means I'm leaving on Sunday. It's not that I'm not excited to go, its that I wish I wasn't going this week. I wanted to go to the first session, which was like a week after school got out. The cabins are cleaner, the counselors aren't tired, and then the rest of my summer is basically free. But my sisters INSISTED that we go to a different one. And therefore I am mad at them. Why am I mad about something that seems so small? Because it means that I'm missing Lauren's 16TH BIRTHDAY PARTY. That's like the WORST party to miss! It's a sweet 16 and I feel horrible! Oh, and Mark is going. That makes me seem like a stalker or something, but don't forget that he also is technically my friend, and I haven't seen him in a while. So that is over all a depressing thing. The good news is though, my mom hatched a plan, that we (as in my sisters and I *rolls eyes*) could have a cook out sorta thing at our house, and invite our friends. It'd be from like 2 to 10 or something like that. I think that's a good plan! Although my paranoidness gets to me at that point because half of my brain imagines it as a fun party, and the other half starts freaking out and imagining it as a horrible disaster where all of my friends mob Mark and interrogate him, and my sisters friends are total monsters and somehow Alexandra overhears someone or something and then she knows who I like and she'll tell him. UGH. But I will go through with it anyways, because there seem to be more positives than negatives.
All done...
-Helcar :)/ :( /z.z
UGH! I officially hate my laptop. Or my internet connection. Either one. I have been trying to get on my computer and check e-mails and post ALL WEEK. So now I'm going through blog withdrawal because every time I had some smart remark or annoying whine (when something happens, my mind kind of goes into blog explanation mode) I wasn't able to bother you guys with it! So why didn't you get on your main computer and blog instead of leaving us alone? Excellent question, unseen member of my internet audience! Ok, so that was me...LOL...But my dad was up, and being the awesome person that he is, he was on the main computer 24/7 playing Bejeweled. ARGH! So that brings me to something that I REALLY wanted to rant about while he was here and blow off some steam, but here it goes.
My dad is RIDICULOUS. He has ridiculous demands, spazzes out about ridiculous things, and acts ridiculous!! He wanted us to make the house spotless basically every day, and if we didn't do something he said RIGHT AWAY, he would start complaining about how we never do anything without someone ragging on us. One time when he was nagging, he had the nerve to say
"You guys have basically 3 women in the house, since Alexandra is still young, so this house should practically be like a postcard house."
That REALLY pissed me off. That's MAJOR rudeness, and plus, technically, Victoria and I are TEENAGERS (Well, she's 12, but she's basically a teen and shes taller than most high schoolers. ) and teens are stereotypically not fantastic at cleaning up after themselves. It's a disease that most of us have. And to add to that fact, my mom works all the time, and right now she's on a work schedule that gets her off at like 2:45 when she doesn't work overtime, but she has to get up way early to get to work on time, so she is normally exhausted when she gets home.
But anyways, another thing that really made me mad while he was here (he left this morning) was that he was UBER lazy. He spent practically every minute we were at my house on the computer, where he either played Bejeweled, or looked at ESPN and similar sites for sports updates! Also, he didn't make, or even OFFER to make dinner while he was here. So if I didn't want a turkey sandwich for breakfast, lunch, and dinner,(hmm. That sounds like Christmas when he comes up!) I had to make dinner. I mean, he didn't even ask if we were hungry or ask if we wanted to order pizza. He didn't even help with dinner. He did the dishes maybe three times. He was up here from the 11th to the 24th. So on the 12th, we had roasted pork loin with potatoes, apple, and sage. On the 13th, we ate out. On the 14th, we had baked potato soup. On the 15th, we went to Sonshine Fest (I'll talk about that when i get done ranting) so we had Wendy's for lunch, and sandwiches for dinner. Every single day of Sonshine, (from the 15th-18th, or 4 days) we had sandwiches (would you like turkey and cheese or chicken and cheese?) for lunch and dinner, and yogurt for breakfast. Then when we got back, we spent 3 days eating sandwiches. On the 22nd, Victoria and I made pancakes and eggs and grits. On the 23rd, (yesterday) I made chicken with lemon balm, and rice and broccoli.
My final point in this one sided debate, is that he is always like "You guys fight all the time....blah blah blah....no one but you guys....blah blah blah..." and then his signature line, "back when I was a little boy, my siblings and I didn't fight anywhere near as much as you guys!" Ok. So here's the thing. My dad was raised in like the 1800's! I'm just kidding. That's an exaggeration, but apparently there was like black and white TV and stuff when he was growing up. He's old. And if you look at any family now, and you look at how much the siblings fight, its probably not quite as bad as how much we fight, but it's still quite a bit.
Ok. I think I'm done. Not necessarily with whining (that stuff builds up when I don't blog for a while) but for the most part with whining about my dad. So ONWARDS!
Sonshine was AWESOME, as it was last year. For those of you that don't know, it's a music festival, it goes on for 4 days, it's normally in mid July. It feature Christian bands (or bands with christian faith? Something like that. I'm not sure of the exact qualifications) OH MY GOD. I'm sitting here and I was like "WTF IS THAT?!" because I heard this monstrous noise outside. So it's hailing and storming monstrously outside. LOL sorry about that. But anyways, WAIT! Victoria just brought me a piece of hail that's about the size of a ping pong ball. I hope my garden isn't destroyed. For real now. Back to Sonshine. Not to be confused with Sunshine. So I went to see a bunch of bands.
-This Beautiful Republic
-Barlow Girl
-Family Force Five
-Skillet
-Children 18:3
-Day of Fire
-Fireflight
-Red
-Hawk Nelson
-Decyfer Down
-Thousand Foot Krutch
-Nevertheless
-Reliant K
The bands in red are the ones I hadn't heard before, and I ended up at their concert by chance or because they had cool names and I wanted to check them out. My favorite concerts out of the bands I went were by far, Skillet, Family Force Five, and Thousand Foot Krutch.
At the TFK concert, I crowd surfed, and it was FREAKIN AWESOME! I didn't tell my mom or dad though, because they probably would've freaked. That's about it because as usual, I'm getting inpatient with typing. On to the next subject.
I'm depressed. I'm going off to Y(MCA) Camp from all week and that means I'm leaving on Sunday. It's not that I'm not excited to go, its that I wish I wasn't going this week. I wanted to go to the first session, which was like a week after school got out. The cabins are cleaner, the counselors aren't tired, and then the rest of my summer is basically free. But my sisters INSISTED that we go to a different one. And therefore I am mad at them. Why am I mad about something that seems so small? Because it means that I'm missing Lauren's 16TH BIRTHDAY PARTY. That's like the WORST party to miss! It's a sweet 16 and I feel horrible! Oh, and Mark is going. That makes me seem like a stalker or something, but don't forget that he also is technically my friend, and I haven't seen him in a while. So that is over all a depressing thing. The good news is though, my mom hatched a plan, that we (as in my sisters and I *rolls eyes*) could have a cook out sorta thing at our house, and invite our friends. It'd be from like 2 to 10 or something like that. I think that's a good plan! Although my paranoidness gets to me at that point because half of my brain imagines it as a fun party, and the other half starts freaking out and imagining it as a horrible disaster where all of my friends mob Mark and interrogate him, and my sisters friends are total monsters and somehow Alexandra overhears someone or something and then she knows who I like and she'll tell him. UGH. But I will go through with it anyways, because there seem to be more positives than negatives.
All done...
-Helcar :)/ :( /z.z
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Just Real Quick
Ok. I've been gone for a while, but I can't talk for long because its late and I'm at a hotel and I have to get up tomorrow. So here's the deal.
I'm at Sonshine with my sisters and dad, and the free concert was Switchfoot. I managed to get a couple rows from the front, but everyone was SUPER packed, and I was being stupid and weariong flip flops so my feet are destroyed and I'm really sore. It was fun though.
I probably won't blog for a while so bye!
I'm tired...
-helcar z.z
I'm at Sonshine with my sisters and dad, and the free concert was Switchfoot. I managed to get a couple rows from the front, but everyone was SUPER packed, and I was being stupid and weariong flip flops so my feet are destroyed and I'm really sore. It was fun though.
I probably won't blog for a while so bye!
I'm tired...
-helcar z.z
Friday, July 10, 2009
A cry for help
I was just wondering how to get the cool tag box thingy (can't you tell i know my terminology?) that these people have...
Sizzling Publications
The Secret Life of Tova Darling
Along with half of the blogging universe.
Thanks...
-helcar : I
Sizzling Publications
The Secret Life of Tova Darling
Along with half of the blogging universe.
Thanks...
-helcar : I
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
A day of...
Well, I'm not sure if today is a good day or a bad day, but it DEFIANTLY had some good spots. So....I'LL TELL YOU RIGHT AFTER THIS COMMERCIAL BREAK! STAY TUNED TO SEE..ok I'm just kidding about that. Wouldn't it be annoying if I put "commercial breaks" in my blog posts? But talking about that would put me off topic (like I usually am) but I guess I can start from the beginning.
My mom woke me up at 5:30 (fun right?) because I had Cross Country Captains Practice-no, I'm not a captain, but the captains hold "practices" that are like conditioning before the actual season starts.-The practice technically isn't until 8am, but I have to eat, and get ready to go. And then i have to bike about 4.5 miles to the high school since my mom has to be at work by 6, and I REFUSE to sit outside the high school for 2 hours. But anyways, it takes me about 45 min. to bike there since I go slow in order to save some energy. At that point, it's about 6:45am,-7 ish if I left at 6:15. Then I bike around town to waste time. Haha. I found a road on Google Earth that takes me to my friends houses, so they might get an early wake up call if getting down there doesn't take too long.
I go back to the high school with enough time to be about 10 min early, so i have more time to wind down before i have to run.
SO ANYWAYS! But this morning I was REALLY tired, so I decided (like the genius I am) to "rest my eyes for a couple minutes." And that couple minutes just happened to turn into a couple hours. So when i opened my eyes at 8:04am, I was like "CRAP!" and rolled over to look at my clock, and then I was like "CRAP!" and then I flailed a little bit and then I gave up and sulked.
After that, I called my mom to let her know that I had simply overslept the practice, and that i didn't get hit by a car or kidnapped by a psycho (there are stretches of my route that are near really busy roads, and I'm supposed to call when I get to practice and when i get home). And then I went running by my house so I wouldn't stay out of shape like I am now. Well, actually, I'm not really "out of shape", I'm just not in "run 4 miles straight" shape. But still!
When I got home, I got on blogger like the addict I am, and I checked Tova's first, except i typed in the URL instead of going to my dashboard (for some reason). When I got there, I read the new post, and when i got to the bottom, I saw the most amazing thing ever! (ok, maybe not ever, but it was still FREAKIN AWESOME!)
......
There were 0, zip, no, comments! As quickly as I could (I was having a TOTAL spaz attack.) I clicked the comment button and typed up a quick comment, worrying the whole time that someone was going to take this amazing opportunity (I mean, some on! She has a thousand something people following her blog, waiting to comment!) And I GOT IT!!! I GOT THE FIRST COMMENT!! It was the greatest moment of my young life! (Anyone seen that episode of Spongebob? The Frycook Games?...Oh...ok...) Ok, so maybe not the greatest, but it was pretty fantastic! Actually, now that I think about it, I'm not sure what the greatest moment of my life was so far...so maybe that WAS the greatest moment...is that sad?
After that, the day was pretty boring for the most part. I cleaned some (I still failed to make any progress on my room, so it's still the stereotypical teenage waste dump. LOL) and cleaned the chinchilla cage-I have 2; Titan and Joker-and that took a while because I had to deep clean the whole area. There was bedding and cardboard scraps and orchard grass everywhere...Maybe I didn't get any cleaning done because I kept stopping to play Tony Hawk Project 8.
Some time after my mom got home I went to the orthodontist (I'm a brace face.) And got rubber bands...which is more like rubber band, because the ortho people only wanted me to put a band on the left side of my mouth. bleh.
And then finally, I "adopted" Alexandra's poor fish. By adopted, I mean rescued. Hot Rocks (That's what she named him-I'm changing it as soon as I think of a name) was on the fast track to a toilet bowl funeral because she is a HORRIBLE pet owner. She bugged my mom forever about getting a fish, and so my mom went to a friend's kid's wedding, and she acquired two red beta fish (they were center pieces for some reason) and Victoria got one, and Alexandra got one. Of course Alexandra thought one of the fish was ugly, (it kinda was.) so she threw a tantrum and said that Victoria stole her fish so that she could get the "pretty" one. But anyways, so Alexandra barely ever fed her fish, and she NEVER cleaned his bowl. I mean the water was GRAY! It had bits of food and fish poop floating around in it, and there was lint or something on top of the water. Plus, the fish was hanging around at the top of the water. Most likely because the water was a LITTLE cleaner because some of the stuff sunk to the bottom. It was a wonder the fish wasn't dead already. So my mom said I could have it since Alexandra said she didn't want it anymore because it was boring.
The double plus in this situation is that Victoria felt bad for the fish too, and she wanted to get him away from Alexandra. So she said that if I "adopted" Hot Rocks, she would clean his barf-tastic bowl. So now Mr. Beta is sitting on my dresser, and no longer hanging around the top of the water.
And ALSO, my dad is coming up from the good 'ol Virgin-I-A. Old Dominion...and whatever else they call it. (That's where I lived before I moved here...i should tell you about it sometime!) on Saturday...fuuunnnn...
By the way, does anyone have any suggestions for what I could name my snazzy new (red) beta fish? Should I post a pic of him (and the rest of my zoo while I'm at it) ?
I think that's about it...
helcar :P
My mom woke me up at 5:30 (fun right?) because I had Cross Country Captains Practice-no, I'm not a captain, but the captains hold "practices" that are like conditioning before the actual season starts.-The practice technically isn't until 8am, but I have to eat, and get ready to go. And then i have to bike about 4.5 miles to the high school since my mom has to be at work by 6, and I REFUSE to sit outside the high school for 2 hours. But anyways, it takes me about 45 min. to bike there since I go slow in order to save some energy. At that point, it's about 6:45am,-7 ish if I left at 6:15. Then I bike around town to waste time. Haha. I found a road on Google Earth that takes me to my friends houses, so they might get an early wake up call if getting down there doesn't take too long.
I go back to the high school with enough time to be about 10 min early, so i have more time to wind down before i have to run.
SO ANYWAYS! But this morning I was REALLY tired, so I decided (like the genius I am) to "rest my eyes for a couple minutes." And that couple minutes just happened to turn into a couple hours. So when i opened my eyes at 8:04am, I was like "CRAP!" and rolled over to look at my clock, and then I was like "CRAP!" and then I flailed a little bit and then I gave up and sulked.
After that, I called my mom to let her know that I had simply overslept the practice, and that i didn't get hit by a car or kidnapped by a psycho (there are stretches of my route that are near really busy roads, and I'm supposed to call when I get to practice and when i get home). And then I went running by my house so I wouldn't stay out of shape like I am now. Well, actually, I'm not really "out of shape", I'm just not in "run 4 miles straight" shape. But still!
When I got home, I got on blogger like the addict I am, and I checked Tova's first, except i typed in the URL instead of going to my dashboard (for some reason). When I got there, I read the new post, and when i got to the bottom, I saw the most amazing thing ever! (ok, maybe not ever, but it was still FREAKIN AWESOME!)
......
There were 0, zip, no, comments! As quickly as I could (I was having a TOTAL spaz attack.) I clicked the comment button and typed up a quick comment, worrying the whole time that someone was going to take this amazing opportunity (I mean, some on! She has a thousand something people following her blog, waiting to comment!) And I GOT IT!!! I GOT THE FIRST COMMENT!! It was the greatest moment of my young life! (Anyone seen that episode of Spongebob? The Frycook Games?...Oh...ok...) Ok, so maybe not the greatest, but it was pretty fantastic! Actually, now that I think about it, I'm not sure what the greatest moment of my life was so far...so maybe that WAS the greatest moment...is that sad?
After that, the day was pretty boring for the most part. I cleaned some (I still failed to make any progress on my room, so it's still the stereotypical teenage waste dump. LOL) and cleaned the chinchilla cage-I have 2; Titan and Joker-and that took a while because I had to deep clean the whole area. There was bedding and cardboard scraps and orchard grass everywhere...Maybe I didn't get any cleaning done because I kept stopping to play Tony Hawk Project 8.
Some time after my mom got home I went to the orthodontist (I'm a brace face.) And got rubber bands...which is more like rubber band, because the ortho people only wanted me to put a band on the left side of my mouth. bleh.
And then finally, I "adopted" Alexandra's poor fish. By adopted, I mean rescued. Hot Rocks (That's what she named him-I'm changing it as soon as I think of a name) was on the fast track to a toilet bowl funeral because she is a HORRIBLE pet owner. She bugged my mom forever about getting a fish, and so my mom went to a friend's kid's wedding, and she acquired two red beta fish (they were center pieces for some reason) and Victoria got one, and Alexandra got one. Of course Alexandra thought one of the fish was ugly, (it kinda was.) so she threw a tantrum and said that Victoria stole her fish so that she could get the "pretty" one. But anyways, so Alexandra barely ever fed her fish, and she NEVER cleaned his bowl. I mean the water was GRAY! It had bits of food and fish poop floating around in it, and there was lint or something on top of the water. Plus, the fish was hanging around at the top of the water. Most likely because the water was a LITTLE cleaner because some of the stuff sunk to the bottom. It was a wonder the fish wasn't dead already. So my mom said I could have it since Alexandra said she didn't want it anymore because it was boring.
The double plus in this situation is that Victoria felt bad for the fish too, and she wanted to get him away from Alexandra. So she said that if I "adopted" Hot Rocks, she would clean his barf-tastic bowl. So now Mr. Beta is sitting on my dresser, and no longer hanging around the top of the water.
And ALSO, my dad is coming up from the good 'ol Virgin-I-A. Old Dominion...and whatever else they call it. (That's where I lived before I moved here...i should tell you about it sometime!) on Saturday...fuuunnnn...
By the way, does anyone have any suggestions for what I could name my snazzy new (red) beta fish? Should I post a pic of him (and the rest of my zoo while I'm at it) ?
I think that's about it...
helcar :P
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
:D
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I 2 new followers! They're Phoebe Jadeite over at My Pink'n'Black Montage and Ebony Haywood over at Sizzling Publications ! THANKS!
I love having followers...
-helcar :D
I love having followers...
-helcar :D
helcar's Totally Awkward Tuesday!
Ok so here it goes. I have decided to take part in Tova Darling's AWESOME Totally Awkward Tuesday.
You tell about an awkward experience you've had, then link back to her blog and leave a comment saying you participated. So here is the link, http://tovadarling.blogspot.com/ , and i hope I'm doing this right!
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A couple years ago, my cousin Rachael (she's turning 16 on the 20th of July) and i were hanging out at the Mall of America, along with my mom, my sisters, and my aunt Jane. This was BEFORE it turned into the Nickelodeon Universe, so it was still Camp Snoopy.
We basically spent the day walking around and shopping, with a stop to the food court for lunch, and some time at Lego Land...just for fun. At some point in the day, the "kids" (a.k.a. my sisters, Rachael and myself) decided we wanted to go on rides, so that's what we did. When we were done, the grown ups decided that they were sick carrying their bags, and of the crowds, and the screaming kids. Of course, they then remembered that they had "a couple more stores" they had to get to. In the language of my family's adults, that means "We just dragged you to your rides, and we aren't done shopping. We're going to more stores, no matter what you say, so shuttup and come on."
Us being kids, we were (and still are) addicted to gum for no real reason, so Rachael gave me and Victoria a piece of gum. Don't ask me where Alexandra was. She was probably hanging out with my mom. After Victoria got her piece of gum, she wandered off. Rachael and i didn't see trash cans anywhere, and so while we were waiting for the adults, we started playing around with our gum wrappers. At first, (i had ripped it into little pieces for 20 times the fun!) i had the little balled up gum wrapper pieces on the railing, and i was playing with them and a couple fell off. They fell slowly and almost landed on some innocent bystander. After i saw that, my brain (because we all know how awesome it is. lol) was like "ENTERTAINMENT!!!" so i migrated to a different strip of railing which was above a fake tree, and tossed a couple (ok so it was more like the rest of my scraps) down one by one to see if i could get them in the tree pot. My cousin and i were both doing it because we were having a competition and we were REALLY bored. Keep in mind that these were REALLY small scraps of paper. Not the gum that was once in the wrappers, not rocks, and not spit.
Pretty soon after that, the 'rental and family got done with the store they were in, and they decided they were finally ready to leave the mall. At that point we started making our way towards to door (we were in the belly of the beast. a.k.a. the middle of the mall) and about halfway there, we noticed that there was a rather tall, grumpy looking security guard trailing us. At first we ignored him, but when he kept following us, we turned around and very politely said "Can we help you?" and he was like
"WELL. We have footage of these CHILDREN. Throwing things over the mall railing!"
and as he was saying all of this, he was talking REALLY loudly and emphasizing on random words. All the while, people that were walking by were starting to stop and stare at the showdown. Then of course, since Alexandra is such a FANTASTIC sister, she was like "oooOO!" like a class of 2nd graders when someone gets called to the office. Granted it wasn't super loud, but i could hear it fairly clearly from 6 feet away. Which certainly helped the situation.
After Officer Crankypants finished his lecture, my mom was just like "Well....they're very sorry." and then she made us give this long apology. After we apologized, he was like "DON'T let it happen again!" and stormed off.
The few people that had decided to stop and gawk slowly dispersed as I got a lecture from my mom. I listened to that lecture with the same non existent attentiveness I gave the mall cop.
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Ok, so needless to say, this awkwardness was caused by my own actions, and I'm sure it was much worse for my mom since she was the parent of one of the wrapper throwing delinquents. Oh well. It was still awkward.
Being awkward is so much fun...
-helcar =O.O= (that's sorta a blushing "oh no" face. not a bug eyed cat. lol)
You tell about an awkward experience you've had, then link back to her blog and leave a comment saying you participated. So here is the link, http://tovadarling.blogspot.com/ , and i hope I'm doing this right!
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A couple years ago, my cousin Rachael (she's turning 16 on the 20th of July) and i were hanging out at the Mall of America, along with my mom, my sisters, and my aunt Jane. This was BEFORE it turned into the Nickelodeon Universe, so it was still Camp Snoopy.
We basically spent the day walking around and shopping, with a stop to the food court for lunch, and some time at Lego Land...just for fun. At some point in the day, the "kids" (a.k.a. my sisters, Rachael and myself) decided we wanted to go on rides, so that's what we did. When we were done, the grown ups decided that they were sick carrying their bags, and of the crowds, and the screaming kids. Of course, they then remembered that they had "a couple more stores" they had to get to. In the language of my family's adults, that means "We just dragged you to your rides, and we aren't done shopping. We're going to more stores, no matter what you say, so shuttup and come on."
Us being kids, we were (and still are) addicted to gum for no real reason, so Rachael gave me and Victoria a piece of gum. Don't ask me where Alexandra was. She was probably hanging out with my mom. After Victoria got her piece of gum, she wandered off. Rachael and i didn't see trash cans anywhere, and so while we were waiting for the adults, we started playing around with our gum wrappers. At first, (i had ripped it into little pieces for 20 times the fun!) i had the little balled up gum wrapper pieces on the railing, and i was playing with them and a couple fell off. They fell slowly and almost landed on some innocent bystander. After i saw that, my brain (because we all know how awesome it is. lol) was like "ENTERTAINMENT!!!" so i migrated to a different strip of railing which was above a fake tree, and tossed a couple (ok so it was more like the rest of my scraps) down one by one to see if i could get them in the tree pot. My cousin and i were both doing it because we were having a competition and we were REALLY bored. Keep in mind that these were REALLY small scraps of paper. Not the gum that was once in the wrappers, not rocks, and not spit.
Pretty soon after that, the 'rental and family got done with the store they were in, and they decided they were finally ready to leave the mall. At that point we started making our way towards to door (we were in the belly of the beast. a.k.a. the middle of the mall) and about halfway there, we noticed that there was a rather tall, grumpy looking security guard trailing us. At first we ignored him, but when he kept following us, we turned around and very politely said "Can we help you?" and he was like
"WELL. We have footage of these CHILDREN. Throwing things over the mall railing!"
and as he was saying all of this, he was talking REALLY loudly and emphasizing on random words. All the while, people that were walking by were starting to stop and stare at the showdown. Then of course, since Alexandra is such a FANTASTIC sister, she was like "oooOO!" like a class of 2nd graders when someone gets called to the office. Granted it wasn't super loud, but i could hear it fairly clearly from 6 feet away. Which certainly helped the situation.
After Officer Crankypants finished his lecture, my mom was just like "Well....they're very sorry." and then she made us give this long apology. After we apologized, he was like "DON'T let it happen again!" and stormed off.
The few people that had decided to stop and gawk slowly dispersed as I got a lecture from my mom. I listened to that lecture with the same non existent attentiveness I gave the mall cop.
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Ok, so needless to say, this awkwardness was caused by my own actions, and I'm sure it was much worse for my mom since she was the parent of one of the wrapper throwing delinquents. Oh well. It was still awkward.
Being awkward is so much fun...
-helcar =O.O= (that's sorta a blushing "oh no" face. not a bug eyed cat. lol)
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Holiday festivities! - The 4th of July!!!
I'm kinda tired from the day's festivities, so I'm not gonna do a full out post. Just thought I would check in on y'all (I say y'all and then my friends make fun of me. lol) and let you know some of my thoughts on the day. So here it goes...
Is it possible to go a couple days without someone dying?! Steve McNair (ok, so most people might not know who that is, but he was an NFL quarterback) died now too! Celebs are dropping left and right, so be thankful you're not super famous (well, maybe you are. lol) because you might be next!
and ALSO
You know, I may be a mindless child, but one thing I'm not, is a mindless child! While I was at the campground, this chick (Molly) said "I wonder if kids now a days even know why we celebrate the 4th of July!" my cousin Nate the Hobo valiantly tried to provide an answer and he said "It's when we gained Independence from Europe and won the war! I don't remember what the war was called though."
and this is how the convo continued:
ME: (semi -loudly, but defiantly not my normal speaking volume, from behind the crowd) The REVOLUTIONARY war.
NATE: YEAH!
MOLLY: Ok, but what country?
NATE: Ummmm France?
MOLLY: YEAH!
Forgive me for being a stupid little kid, but I'm pretty sure that we celebrate Independence day because it's the day that our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence, we hadn't yet won the war, and we were gaining Independence from BRITAIN. Not FRANCE. The French helped us win the war.
Oh well.
and FINALLY,
I went to see The Proposal (with Sandra Bullock) today. It was funny! For everyone that either doesn't know or forgot, it's about a woman (S.B.) who is going to be deported to Canada, so she forces her assistant to marry her in order to save her career. One part was funny because the guy in the story's mom and grandmother were saying something about the son/grandson having to tell someone that he loves them so they can say it back. At this point, the dad is like "What?!" "Why does he have to do that!?" and the mom and grandma just rolled their eyes at the fact that the dad didn't understand. It was really funny. Of course it might not sound funny the way i described it, but i'm trying not to give anything away. Even though i already might've. lol
Oh, and during the movie, someone yelled at someone else to shut up, and my mom was like "wOO!" (sorta like an "oh no he didn't!" type "wOO!" not a cheering one.) really loud and my automatic reaction was to shush her...equally as loud. I couldn't help it! She's one of those people that don't TALK during movies, but she's like "hmm." or "what a loser" or "wOO!" . I almost think it's more annoying than sitting near someone who talks a ton (which actually is kinda hypocriticalof me, because it doesn't annoying me talking TO someone that talks a lot, and I talk a lot in most movies.)
so that's pretty much it!
Happy 4th Everyone!
-helcar
-^- w
<(^.^)> / (ok, that's a really messed up kirby with a small party hat and a scary sparkler. this is a picture of kirby.click it if you don't know who he is....http://home.btconnect.com/hgi/nintendo-ds/kirby.jpg)
PS: I neglected to mention that when i shushed my mom, the whole theatre burst into laughter, which was a main point of me sharing the story (oops!) lol. So....yeah.
Is it possible to go a couple days without someone dying?! Steve McNair (ok, so most people might not know who that is, but he was an NFL quarterback) died now too! Celebs are dropping left and right, so be thankful you're not super famous (well, maybe you are. lol) because you might be next!
and ALSO
You know, I may be a mindless child, but one thing I'm not, is a mindless child! While I was at the campground, this chick (Molly) said "I wonder if kids now a days even know why we celebrate the 4th of July!" my cousin Nate the Hobo valiantly tried to provide an answer and he said "It's when we gained Independence from Europe and won the war! I don't remember what the war was called though."
and this is how the convo continued:
ME: (semi -loudly, but defiantly not my normal speaking volume, from behind the crowd) The REVOLUTIONARY war.
NATE: YEAH!
MOLLY: Ok, but what country?
NATE: Ummmm France?
MOLLY: YEAH!
Forgive me for being a stupid little kid, but I'm pretty sure that we celebrate Independence day because it's the day that our founding fathers signed the Declaration of Independence, we hadn't yet won the war, and we were gaining Independence from BRITAIN. Not FRANCE. The French helped us win the war.
Oh well.
and FINALLY,
I went to see The Proposal (with Sandra Bullock) today. It was funny! For everyone that either doesn't know or forgot, it's about a woman (S.B.) who is going to be deported to Canada, so she forces her assistant to marry her in order to save her career. One part was funny because the guy in the story's mom and grandmother were saying something about the son/grandson having to tell someone that he loves them so they can say it back. At this point, the dad is like "What?!" "Why does he have to do that!?" and the mom and grandma just rolled their eyes at the fact that the dad didn't understand. It was really funny. Of course it might not sound funny the way i described it, but i'm trying not to give anything away. Even though i already might've. lol
Oh, and during the movie, someone yelled at someone else to shut up, and my mom was like "wOO!" (sorta like an "oh no he didn't!" type "wOO!" not a cheering one.) really loud and my automatic reaction was to shush her...equally as loud. I couldn't help it! She's one of those people that don't TALK during movies, but she's like "hmm." or "what a loser" or "wOO!" . I almost think it's more annoying than sitting near someone who talks a ton (which actually is kinda hypocriticalof me, because it doesn't annoying me talking TO someone that talks a lot, and I talk a lot in most movies.)
so that's pretty much it!
Happy 4th Everyone!
-helcar
-^- w
<(^.^)> / (ok, that's a really messed up kirby with a small party hat and a scary sparkler. this is a picture of kirby.click it if you don't know who he is....http://home.btconnect.com/hgi/nintendo-ds/kirby.jpg)
PS: I neglected to mention that when i shushed my mom, the whole theatre burst into laughter, which was a main point of me sharing the story (oops!) lol. So....yeah.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Maybe i should get some motivation BEFORE 2am
Sooo. as you may or may not be able to see, i'm blogging at 3am. Why do i have no motivation what so ever until the late (or early) hours of the night (morning? i have NO CLUE. and plus, i get lazy like halfway through since its so late, and then my typos get even worse. and i've realized (well actually, i already knew it, i just haven't actually thought about it.) that it might annoy people that i have like 100 typos per post ( i'm WAY too lazy to use spell check) and that i practically never capitalize anything. and you know what?! (what?) that's just TOO BAD.
but a REALLY HUGE thing i want to mention is that i also have another follower!!! :D and yeah, the blogging celebs might be like "psh! the blogging peasant is excited about having two followers?" but YOU KNOW WHAT?! i don't care! it's a HUGE step in the right direction, and i'm STOKED! so my follower is the awesome Sara over at Waking up in a sleepy town ! And i don't believe i've formally introduced myself; i'm rachel. i'm weird. i'm 14, like alley. i change subjects a lot and i don't always make sense. now you know a little bit about me. lol maybe i should take peoples ideas and start posting random facts. i don't know. i'll submit it to my producers (aka my brain) but the romance monster will probably eat it alive without batting an eyelash. i doubt i will anyways. oh well. lol
so now on to the main event! or rather what i didn't finish LAST time i was posting.....
MENTAL...everyone's favorite....oh forget it. for those of you that are new, its basically me rambling about what's going on in my head. lol
IN THIS SEGMENT OF MENTAL I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT THE DAYDREAM THING THAT I HAD FOR NO REAL REASON WHILE I WAS TALKING TO ALLEY. IT WAS TRIGGERED BY NONE OTHER THAN THE ROMANCE MONSTER.
so to introduce the setting, picture a hill. a fairly large grassy hill, spotted with wildflowers. its not OVERFLOWING with them. behind the hill is the edge of a large forest, which i and sunshine (of course he's involved in this) hiked through all day (as a couple)
me and mark were wandering through the forest, and we happened upon this hill. so we went and we sat down on top of the hill, dropping our stuff a few feet behind us so we could rest. we were sitting with our feet out in front of us, and our arms spread out behind us (in a V so we wouldn't fall over)
his hand was on top of mine, and he had his fingers intertwined in mine, so it was sorta like holding hands.
so we just kinda sat there, talking about the day and laughing at inside jokes. at some point in the convo, mark picked one of the floweres that was around us and he was like "here. this is for you" and set it in my lap.
so when there was a lapse in our convo (which was after a while) he kissed me on the cheek and wrapped his arms around me. then i layed my head on his shoulder. it was nice.
so i think that concludes this segment of MENTAL. but, you know, its 4:30am, and i am FAR from the ability to think well right now. lol so after i imagined all of this, i told alley, and then both her and i were freaking out, and then my internet stopped working and i had to scramble throughout my house for a half an hour and get it to work. so that was great. but anyways, if there was anything else, i'm not gonna remember it now. so.....
oh i wonder what would happen if mark found out about this blog? that would certanly give me something for Secret Life of Tova Darling 's Totally Awkward Tuesdays. i'm hoping that doesn't happen though....
-helcar <3 (ok. i think this post calls for a heart because normally the face goes with the content.)
P.S.: i feel like its necessary to inform you of the fact that although it says that this post was published at 2:50 something? it was ACTUALLY like 4:48 ish. don't ask me why i feel like i need to tell you. i just do. and that's why i need to get some motivation before 2am.
but a REALLY HUGE thing i want to mention is that i also have another follower!!! :D and yeah, the blogging celebs might be like "psh! the blogging peasant is excited about having two followers?" but YOU KNOW WHAT?! i don't care! it's a HUGE step in the right direction, and i'm STOKED! so my follower is the awesome Sara over at Waking up in a sleepy town ! And i don't believe i've formally introduced myself; i'm rachel. i'm weird. i'm 14, like alley. i change subjects a lot and i don't always make sense. now you know a little bit about me. lol maybe i should take peoples ideas and start posting random facts. i don't know. i'll submit it to my producers (aka my brain) but the romance monster will probably eat it alive without batting an eyelash. i doubt i will anyways. oh well. lol
so now on to the main event! or rather what i didn't finish LAST time i was posting.....
MENTAL...everyone's favorite....oh forget it. for those of you that are new, its basically me rambling about what's going on in my head. lol
IN THIS SEGMENT OF MENTAL I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT THE DAYDREAM THING THAT I HAD FOR NO REAL REASON WHILE I WAS TALKING TO ALLEY. IT WAS TRIGGERED BY NONE OTHER THAN THE ROMANCE MONSTER.
so to introduce the setting, picture a hill. a fairly large grassy hill, spotted with wildflowers. its not OVERFLOWING with them. behind the hill is the edge of a large forest, which i and sunshine (of course he's involved in this) hiked through all day (as a couple)
me and mark were wandering through the forest, and we happened upon this hill. so we went and we sat down on top of the hill, dropping our stuff a few feet behind us so we could rest. we were sitting with our feet out in front of us, and our arms spread out behind us (in a V so we wouldn't fall over)
his hand was on top of mine, and he had his fingers intertwined in mine, so it was sorta like holding hands.
so we just kinda sat there, talking about the day and laughing at inside jokes. at some point in the convo, mark picked one of the floweres that was around us and he was like "here. this is for you" and set it in my lap.
so when there was a lapse in our convo (which was after a while) he kissed me on the cheek and wrapped his arms around me. then i layed my head on his shoulder. it was nice.
so i think that concludes this segment of MENTAL. but, you know, its 4:30am, and i am FAR from the ability to think well right now. lol so after i imagined all of this, i told alley, and then both her and i were freaking out, and then my internet stopped working and i had to scramble throughout my house for a half an hour and get it to work. so that was great. but anyways, if there was anything else, i'm not gonna remember it now. so.....
oh i wonder what would happen if mark found out about this blog? that would certanly give me something for Secret Life of Tova Darling 's Totally Awkward Tuesdays. i'm hoping that doesn't happen though....
-helcar <3 (ok. i think this post calls for a heart because normally the face goes with the content.)
P.S.: i feel like its necessary to inform you of the fact that although it says that this post was published at 2:50 something? it was ACTUALLY like 4:48 ish. don't ask me why i feel like i need to tell you. i just do. and that's why i need to get some motivation before 2am.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
SwEeT!
Well, I haven't really posted since June, and since that time (ok, well it was mostly today, but whatever. It was still work) both mine and Alley's ( Zoinkers! ) blogs have been undergoing construction, and i must say that I'm pretty happy with how BOTH of them turned out. Now my blog has that lovely three column look ( it almost killed me to try and change the format, because,
a. I liked the little colored dots that were on there because they matched the colors and
b. to change the format you have to go and sort thought the HTML, and the writing (or typing) was small and there was a LOT of it. When I was following the instructions I wanted to throw my laptop down (which I wouldn't do because I was talking to Alley and if it broke I would probably never get a new one. lol).
And then I was trying to add these cute little turtles to my blog so that my (1 at the moment.) readers could play with them when they got sick of reading my babbling, but it didn't work! So I tried adding a fun tree frog (I was going for something green to match my current background, but the green didn't work...) so then I was like "You know what? Whatever. I just want some fun virtual animals for people to harass...Just kidding. So in that case, just find some animals, and put them on your blog." So then I turned to penguins. And guess what? ....yep! THEY DIDN'T WORK!!! ARGH! So no cute little animals for me, because Alley has fish on hers, but I don't want to take her fish. lol
and i have some more blog-tastic news! alley got a new follower! her follower's blog is over at Waking up in a sleepy town with Sara. so now the "follower war" has begun.
And (you know it's coming! ....) in other news!
Alleys obsession with romance is contagious, because I'm coming down with it too! The romance monster has reared it's rather gorgeous head and its now constantly trying to take down all of my other thoughts and fight to the front lines. Here's the way i described it.
The monster is beating down my other thoughts that are trying to be thunk (lol, is that a word when it's used on these terms?) , and while it's doing this, it's lifting weights, and getting stronger all the while.
And also, a fairly decent way to describe it is, you know how in video games (well, maybe you, don't but now you will) , there are normally
-grunt type things: The very minor guys that don't really require effort or health to take care of. In my mind, the grunts of the thought world are stuff like "oh this pillow is soft!" and "what am i gonna have for lunch later?"
-mini bosses: The major bad guys before the big tough boss. They are a little but of a challenge, but they aren't that bad. and normally when you face these, you get some sort of cool weapon or prize. So in this case, not only would the romance monster would gain a decent amount of strength, as well as the fear of the other thoughts. It would also gain a higher rank since it beat down the last thought. Mini boss thoughts include things like "oh that guy's hot!" and "i should check my blog"
-bosses: the big guys. the toughies. the playground bullies. these guys are the hardest to beat, and require the most skill and health. when you beat them, it's totally worth it, and you defiantly get something good from them. in this situation, the bosses that the monster beats down are thoughts like "i'm hungry" (ok, so that one may not seem major, but i'm always hungry, so for me it kinda is.) and "i wanna hang out with my friends". when the romance monster beats down a main thought, it gains the front and center spotlight, and completely engulfs my brain for a least a few minutes. normally longer than that. lol
so that should explain the monster and its ways at least sorta. ok?
OK. and also,
i need to throw a party or something because i am really bored and i wanna hang out with my friends.
i've been talking to alley a ton, and we have like 8 different emails going on, and those emails have emails inside of them basically, because here's how they are.
_______________________________________
topic #1
topic #2
topic #3,
_______________________________________
and they're almost never related topics. lol
and then we stay up until like 4:30am half the time talking on IM and stuff.
so we're "besties" (gag-thats a really dumb word.)
i was gonna do a MENTAL segment, but I'm bored and tired, so I'll do it later....
-helcar Z.z
a. I liked the little colored dots that were on there because they matched the colors and
b. to change the format you have to go and sort thought the HTML, and the writing (or typing) was small and there was a LOT of it. When I was following the instructions I wanted to throw my laptop down (which I wouldn't do because I was talking to Alley and if it broke I would probably never get a new one. lol).
And then I was trying to add these cute little turtles to my blog so that my (1 at the moment.) readers could play with them when they got sick of reading my babbling, but it didn't work! So I tried adding a fun tree frog (I was going for something green to match my current background, but the green didn't work...) so then I was like "You know what? Whatever. I just want some fun virtual animals for people to harass...Just kidding. So in that case, just find some animals, and put them on your blog." So then I turned to penguins. And guess what? ....yep! THEY DIDN'T WORK!!! ARGH! So no cute little animals for me, because Alley has fish on hers, but I don't want to take her fish. lol
and i have some more blog-tastic news! alley got a new follower! her follower's blog is over at Waking up in a sleepy town with Sara. so now the "follower war" has begun.
And (you know it's coming! ....) in other news!
Alleys obsession with romance is contagious, because I'm coming down with it too! The romance monster has reared it's rather gorgeous head and its now constantly trying to take down all of my other thoughts and fight to the front lines. Here's the way i described it.
The monster is beating down my other thoughts that are trying to be thunk (lol, is that a word when it's used on these terms?) , and while it's doing this, it's lifting weights, and getting stronger all the while.
And also, a fairly decent way to describe it is, you know how in video games (well, maybe you, don't but now you will) , there are normally
-grunt type things: The very minor guys that don't really require effort or health to take care of. In my mind, the grunts of the thought world are stuff like "oh this pillow is soft!" and "what am i gonna have for lunch later?"
-mini bosses: The major bad guys before the big tough boss. They are a little but of a challenge, but they aren't that bad. and normally when you face these, you get some sort of cool weapon or prize. So in this case, not only would the romance monster would gain a decent amount of strength, as well as the fear of the other thoughts. It would also gain a higher rank since it beat down the last thought. Mini boss thoughts include things like "oh that guy's hot!" and "i should check my blog"
-bosses: the big guys. the toughies. the playground bullies. these guys are the hardest to beat, and require the most skill and health. when you beat them, it's totally worth it, and you defiantly get something good from them. in this situation, the bosses that the monster beats down are thoughts like "i'm hungry" (ok, so that one may not seem major, but i'm always hungry, so for me it kinda is.) and "i wanna hang out with my friends". when the romance monster beats down a main thought, it gains the front and center spotlight, and completely engulfs my brain for a least a few minutes. normally longer than that. lol
so that should explain the monster and its ways at least sorta. ok?
OK. and also,
i need to throw a party or something because i am really bored and i wanna hang out with my friends.
i've been talking to alley a ton, and we have like 8 different emails going on, and those emails have emails inside of them basically, because here's how they are.
_______________________________________
topic #1
topic #2
topic #3,
_______________________________________
and they're almost never related topics. lol
and then we stay up until like 4:30am half the time talking on IM and stuff.
so we're "besties" (gag-thats a really dumb word.)
i was gonna do a MENTAL segment, but I'm bored and tired, so I'll do it later....
-helcar Z.z
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
yyeeahhh...
ok. so.
i finished Brisingr (The 3rd Eragon book ya know?) and it was pretty good. so now i'm back to the annoying task of waiting for authors to publish books. and for my book to be ready at the library. lol
i was talking to clara and veronica at home depot since we were giving her a ride home after this board meeting thing that i went to, and i was telling her about the miis that we had made (and then soon after, deleted, due to the family harassment risk) oh wait. did i mention those? if not, here's the deal
we-as in veronica and i, but mostly me-had made mii's (people on the wii gaming system) of who people like, (i didn't label them with their real names, i used their nicknames. i'm not a total moron.) and then their colors got matched up so the people were in couples. and i also made a Jacob-from twilight(since there was already an Bella and Edward on my miis.) and married him to Victoria. oh, and i made Samara (from the movie , The Ring) and married her to one of my monster miis. which are the miis i made since i have mad skills at making demonic miis.
ok and anyways, if you need a refresher, me, olympia, talking, miis....
and then we were talking about the dude she (clara) likes' mii, and how i gave him a frown instead of a smile because 90% of the time he's frowning or smirking, and the mouths that were smirk-ish looked like pointy lipped turtle mouths. lol but then clara was arguing with me because she was like "Helcar! *smacks me in the arm* he smiles! I've watched him at lunch," (...ok....thats kinda creepy, but most people, including me, have done it. not for long, but i've done it.) "and he smiles with his friends and stuff!" and at this point she got all squealy like she does when she talks about her dog and jumped up and down a little and kinda waved her arms some and squealed something that sounded like "-squeal- so cute -squeal-" but let me tell ya, that girl is capable of going into some really high pitches, so my the computer panel in my brain controlling hearing shorted out for a minute.
then i told her about how there were people below him on the "people i don't like" list and she was like "that's good!" and then she made me tell her who was below him and then she was asking about people above him, and what his rating was now, and then she was like "what could he do to improve his place?"
i doubt that she's gonna go up to him and be like "Helcar doesn't like you, but this is what you can do to fix that". she wouldn't even let me scheme for her (even though i kinda did anyways) at the last day of eight grade dance because "he doesn't probably even know who she is," and something about being weird.
so that was kinda an interesting convo.
and then of course my mom was trying to get clara and veronica to tell her who i like, which you should know by this point if you've payed any attention at all to some of my posts, and luckily they didn't say anything. and my mom being the meanie that she is, is trying to say it's Josh S. that kid is a freak, and pretty soon, I'm gonna punch her if she keeps saying it because its really annoying.
and also today, i was hanging out with alley, and we went to the mall and looked around. we tried on dresses (i was forced. :( ) and ate normal food and candy (which was good) and then we went back to her house and played viva pinata as her brother Mouse (again. not my nickname.) was trying to coach us from the sidelines. so that was fun as usual.
plus, at the board meeting talking with most of my friends made me realize how much i miss seeing them like every day :( i guess i have to have a party now. lol
i think that's about it...wait! oh yeah. alley got me onto this grooveshark.com and i like it a lot! except the website always crashes around like 2am or so, so when i stay up really late reading or something, i can't listen to music the whole time. so sad.
and FINALLY (maybe. lol) i don't think I've gone to bed before midnight more than once during the entire so far of summer break. great right?
I've been trying to think of an awkward moment so i can participate in the Totally Awkward Tuesdays over at The Secret Life of Tova Darling . i know i have some, so it's too bad i can't think of any. bleh.
i was talking to Anna about Dane cook jokes because i had said something about kool-aid and then she quoted his skit that had to do with the kool-aid man and it was funny. if you wanna watch (or hear) it, here's a link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ09jmRJIuU&feature=related
so that should be about it, and if it's not, i think i'll just write it down and save it for the next post
lol ummmm, i don't know what to say here today...
-helcar :P
i finished Brisingr (The 3rd Eragon book ya know?) and it was pretty good. so now i'm back to the annoying task of waiting for authors to publish books. and for my book to be ready at the library. lol
i was talking to clara and veronica at home depot since we were giving her a ride home after this board meeting thing that i went to, and i was telling her about the miis that we had made (and then soon after, deleted, due to the family harassment risk) oh wait. did i mention those? if not, here's the deal
we-as in veronica and i, but mostly me-had made mii's (people on the wii gaming system) of who people like, (i didn't label them with their real names, i used their nicknames. i'm not a total moron.) and then their colors got matched up so the people were in couples. and i also made a Jacob-from twilight(since there was already an Bella and Edward on my miis.) and married him to Victoria. oh, and i made Samara (from the movie , The Ring) and married her to one of my monster miis. which are the miis i made since i have mad skills at making demonic miis.
ok and anyways, if you need a refresher, me, olympia, talking, miis....
and then we were talking about the dude she (clara) likes' mii, and how i gave him a frown instead of a smile because 90% of the time he's frowning or smirking, and the mouths that were smirk-ish looked like pointy lipped turtle mouths. lol but then clara was arguing with me because she was like "Helcar! *smacks me in the arm* he smiles! I've watched him at lunch," (...ok....thats kinda creepy, but most people, including me, have done it. not for long, but i've done it.) "and he smiles with his friends and stuff!" and at this point she got all squealy like she does when she talks about her dog and jumped up and down a little and kinda waved her arms some and squealed something that sounded like "-squeal- so cute -squeal-" but let me tell ya, that girl is capable of going into some really high pitches, so my the computer panel in my brain controlling hearing shorted out for a minute.
then i told her about how there were people below him on the "people i don't like" list and she was like "that's good!" and then she made me tell her who was below him and then she was asking about people above him, and what his rating was now, and then she was like "what could he do to improve his place?"
i doubt that she's gonna go up to him and be like "Helcar doesn't like you, but this is what you can do to fix that". she wouldn't even let me scheme for her (even though i kinda did anyways) at the last day of eight grade dance because "he doesn't probably even know who she is," and something about being weird.
so that was kinda an interesting convo.
and then of course my mom was trying to get clara and veronica to tell her who i like, which you should know by this point if you've payed any attention at all to some of my posts, and luckily they didn't say anything. and my mom being the meanie that she is, is trying to say it's Josh S. that kid is a freak, and pretty soon, I'm gonna punch her if she keeps saying it because its really annoying.
and also today, i was hanging out with alley, and we went to the mall and looked around. we tried on dresses (i was forced. :( ) and ate normal food and candy (which was good) and then we went back to her house and played viva pinata as her brother Mouse (again. not my nickname.) was trying to coach us from the sidelines. so that was fun as usual.
plus, at the board meeting talking with most of my friends made me realize how much i miss seeing them like every day :( i guess i have to have a party now. lol
i think that's about it...wait! oh yeah. alley got me onto this grooveshark.com and i like it a lot! except the website always crashes around like 2am or so, so when i stay up really late reading or something, i can't listen to music the whole time. so sad.
and FINALLY (maybe. lol) i don't think I've gone to bed before midnight more than once during the entire so far of summer break. great right?
I've been trying to think of an awkward moment so i can participate in the Totally Awkward Tuesdays over at The Secret Life of Tova Darling . i know i have some, so it's too bad i can't think of any. bleh.
i was talking to Anna about Dane cook jokes because i had said something about kool-aid and then she quoted his skit that had to do with the kool-aid man and it was funny. if you wanna watch (or hear) it, here's a link.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nQ09jmRJIuU&feature=related
so that should be about it, and if it's not, i think i'll just write it down and save it for the next post
lol ummmm, i don't know what to say here today...
-helcar :P
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