Blog Challenges that I've missed.

I missed FOUR DAYS! HOLY CRAP!!!

At least I'm almost done!



Day 25- Your day, in great detail.

Okay. So I woke up at eight thirty for church and got ready, realized I hadn't washed all of the conditioner out of my hair last night. So I was annoyed. Then I went to church and was really tired in sacrament, and then I started to have a panic attack. If I don't get a good grade on the test tomorrow, I can't go on the jazz band trip. so i started to bawl, in the middle of sacrament. I ran out into the hall to find my mom, who was talking to my sunday school teacher. Awkward. So i ran to her and just cried into her sweater until my sunday school teacher went away cause of the awkwardness. so then I told my mom i was stressed and she comforted me, and we went back into the meeting. and she rubbed my back the whole time which was really nice. because that and playing with my hair really calms me down. anyway,

so then i went to sunday school and was bored. so i braided my scripture bookmark things. and then we went to Young Womens where Rin was visiting Camille, so i got to officially meet her. She's a sweet girl! and then we went to Mia Maids and got dots and learned about how special we are. fun fun. then I got home, went on the computer, and watched tv until about 2.

then I studied for geometry for about three hours (with breaks in between each hour) I'm not gonna lie, it was heck. I would say the h word but this is in writing and it's sunday. and then I played monopoly with my brothers and we all watched Monster House (which is pretty disturbing by the way) and then we had the writing contest and now I am blogging. fun sunday!

Day 26- your week, in great detail.

this week was HECK. the worst week of school so far, i tell you.

monday- i don't really remember that much. i just remember volleyball game and coming home and doing lots of homework.

tuesday- i honestly don't remember that much. just coming home, more homework, mutual (which was Oaklahoma, which was good, but kinda dirty for a mutual activity. it's not fun sitting next to your YW leader while the actors make sexual suggestions)

wednesday- volleyball game. we lost. I wanted to cry. the only really good part about this day was that Legacy has a playground. so fun! and then i went to Kai's to do homework and then Zumba. I didn't get home until 11.

thursday- math test. shoot me.

friday- getting math test scores back. i did average. i cried. then i went to kai's friday night and we played around and made her a pretty bride (facebook pictures to come!) and then we went to the braves game, where I hung out with my husband, Mark. I love Mark. He's my joy in life right now. But I'll dedicate a blog post to him later. then I slept at Kai's.

Saturday- Stayed at Kai's until about 12:00. then I went with my family to an open house for the extreme makeover family in Daybreak. You donate 10 bucks and they let you walk through their house. all the money went to Make a Wish. It was kinda weird though, it was liking walking in on someone's life. then I went home and got grounded because I was sassy, then I babysat cousins.


Day 27- my worst habit.

I stay up too late and sleep in too late. It drives my mom nuts.

Day 28- what's in my purse?

wallet
lip gloss
headphones
sometimes a jacket.

The Family Writing Contest

Alright. So here's the deal, my family is really nerdy/cool and we decided we should have a short story contest, and the stories had to start with, "Hello" said the Pumpkin. But my mom wouldn't tell us which one was the winner, so here is your job. You guys need to VOTE on the best story. I'll tell you who wrote each and on Wednesday, the most votes wins. What do they win? BRAGGING RIGHTS (which are big in my household) so here they are, copied from Word:

Luke's:

Hello said the pumpkin who is there said the girl it is I the pumpkin king I’m the king of the pumpkin ptach  they   all bow down to me can I pick you then said the girl no! said the pumpkin I’m the king of the ok I get it but no but’s said the girl you can pick him ok said the girl so she pick the pumpkin  THE END!

Camden's:

“Hello” said the pumpkin. He couldn’t help himself the girl had been nice to him for weeks and then she cut him a mouth! He had to repay her somehow so he tried to be her friend but of course she ran away screaming. That night there was mayhem in the front yard. “Idiot!” called the severed zombie hand “why did you dooooo-ooooo it” called the bed sheet ghost.

          The poor pumpkin was sentenced to trail. “All in favor of freeing the accused of all charges?” said the dead judge zombie. Nobody raised their hand. “Send ‘m rollin down da street” said a drunk zombie gorilla. “All in favor of rolling Jack O’ Lantern down the street?” You guessed it everybody raised their hands.

          Rolling down the street the pumpkin was bumped bruised and dented and he fell down the gutter. “Oh why me?!? All I did was say hello to a nice little gggiiiirrrrllllll!!!!!!!” he said girl as he fell down a water fall. SPLOOSH he landed. Just then an alligator picked him up in the mouth “I’ll take you some where you’ll never forget. He took him to a pumpkin patch and there a girl picked him up and took him home after a few weeks “Hello” the pumpkin said.

Dad's:

      “Hello”, said the pumpkin, as it flew toward the boy’s large, round head. The pumpkin had traveled a long way to finally end up hurtling through the air, preparing to smash itself on the boy with the blonde buzz cut. He had been picked by a farmer in a city far away. He was not quite perfectly round, but he would make a great jack-o-lantern, or a delicious pumpkin pie, thought the farmer. He was thrown into the big farm truck, and then traveled along the bumpy road, bouncing around with all the other dusty pumpkins and squash. He got to know a few of the other pumpkins pretty well, but they all knew that their friendship would be short lived. As soon as they reached the farmers market, it was every pumpkin for himself.

      At the farmer’s market, the pumpkins sat at attention, and waited for a kind old lady or happy, young family to come scoop them up.  But as the other pumpkins were purchased, the pumpkin started to panic, and wondered if he would be purchased at all. Then, slowly, a mohawked you man wandered toward the pumpkin stand. He had big, blue , trouble-making eyes.  Pumpkin could sense this was going to be trouble. The young man passed by a few times, and then, suddenly, reached out and roughly grabbed pumpkin, running away as quickly as possible.

      Pumpkin sat in the passenger seat of the young trouble makers’ car. He knew things were going to end badly. The young man polished him gently, and continued to slowly drive around the neighborhood.  Pumpkin could feel his heart beat. Then, suddenly, the young man grabbed him by his stem. Yelling out the window, he threw pumpkin with a great heave. Pumpkin could only rotate through the air helplessly towards the boy with the perfectly round head. And just as he smashed all over buzz cut, he said pleasantly – “hello”.

And finally, MINE!

                “Hello,” said the pumpkin.

                “Hello!” said the Marie.

                “Are you going to choose me?” the pumpkin asked.

                “You’re the prettiest pumpkin at the pumpkin patch! Of course I pick you!” Marie exclaimed.

                Marie was at a pumpkin patch with her family. They were all deciding on which pumpkin to choose for pumpkin carving night. They were all going to carve pumpkins, and then put them on the porch Halloween night so the whole neighborhood could see their creations.

                As soon as Marie arrived at her house, she got to work carving her pumpkin. But there was one problem: she couldn’t decide what the it should look like.

                “Hmm.” Said Marie, “Should you be a happy pumpkin or a scary pumpkin?”

                “I don’t want to be anything like that!” said the pumpkin.

                “Should you be a princess? Or should you be a court jester?” she asked, ignoring him.

                “I told you, I don’t want to be anything else.” The pumpkin said quietly. “I like to be myself.”

                “But I can’t carve nothing!” Marie said in a panicked voice. “You have to be SOMETHING.”

                “I am something.” Said the pumpkin, “I am a pumpkin, not a princess, not a scarecrow, not a human. I am a pumpkin, and that is good enough for me!”

                “So are you saying that you don’t want to be carved into anything at all?” Marie asked, surprised.

                “Kind of. I like the way I am, and I don’t want to change myself. But I want others to know that they are special and they shouldn’t change themselves either. How can we do that?”

                “I have an idea!” Marie said.

               

                That night (Halloween night) all of Marie’s family members put out their pumpkins. There were sad ones, happy ones and scary ones. But Marie’s pumpkin was plain and simple, with a saying painted on it. It said:

“In a world where you can be anything, be yourself.”

THE END

put your vote in the comments on blogger of facebook. also, I'm having a post especially for the Blog Challenges that I've missed and for updating my life. it's gotten so crazy, but i don't want to forget any of it!

alright. the caffeine has kicked in folks!

okay. sorry about the long hate note blog post thingy to geometry. i just hate it. so freaking much. it's the one class i have a bad grade in, the rest are A's and an A-. uggggggggggg.

anyways...

so I've been really super busy. I didn't even get home until 10:30 last night. I had to go to the game, then kai's to do homework, then zumba, then home. and then i slept through my alarm this morning! so i ended up wearing sweats to school and looking and feeling like crap.

so my goal for Friday:

be positive!

i will smile a lot. i will rejoice that it is actually FRIDAY. and then I'll get my butt into gear and spend most of Saturday and all of Sunday studying for my geometry final to get my grade up! I can do this! I can do this!

I CAN DO THIS!

enough inspirational speech. awww crap. I just remembered my map test tomorrow in geography. more studying! yay!

and guess what else? I have to sing next week in choir!

ugggggggggggggg.

i need something happy. anything happy. 

think think think.

this is getting random.

so I'll make it even more random. 

now a poem:

i am a red head

who is NOT stuck in bed

i can walk freely

and sing... with Beely (my imaginary friend)

and eat toast

and whoever eats the most

will throw up

sup?

caffine crazies are back!!!

blog challenge:

Day 23 – a youtube video

Day 24 – where I live

Day 25 – your day, in great detail Okay, 23.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7hTAp6KrGY

cutest thing ever. I DIED.

24: where I live.

this is pretty much it. home.

This is home. Bountiful. It's kinda like a bubble. we teenagers call it the "Bountiful Bubble" because we're shielded from bad things here in good old Utah. Just a small town in utah where you know almost everyone.

and i'd rather NOT describe my day. today sucked.

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enough said.

sometimes

sometimes I have crappy days.

sometimes I have to book it to the bathroom to cry for a second.

sometimes people are rude and very un-classy.

sometimes i feel left out.

sometimes i don't understand math.

sometimes my kinda friend flirts with the guy i like in front of me.

sometimes teenagers are too self-centered.



but:

sometimes I watch toddlers and tiars instead of doing biology.

sometimes my weird mother wants to kick mean teenagers butts.

sometimes i go home and just cry it all out and it's okay.

sometimes i realize that it's just SOMETIMES. not all of the time.

and ALL OF THE TIME I know everything will be okay.

I-I-I so excited. I so excited.

that title was stolen by Rebecca Black. This also inspired it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwdYZ3upT4c

beware. it says the h word. but other than that it makes you pee.

"IS THAT A CHEAP SHOT AGAINST ASIANS?!"

anyway.

I am also excited. Very extremely excited. Why?

BECAUSE I'M GOING TO CALIFORNIA WITH THE JAZZ BAND WITH THE JAZZ BAND!

YIPEEEEEEEEEE!



I'm quite happy. at first, I thought my ma would say no because it might be too much (it's not expensive at all actually) but she said:

"Heck yes you can go! Can I be a chaperone? You're going to Disneyland right?!"

my dear mother is in love with Disneyland. It's her favorite place on earth. We go every year and she's always the one pulling us along. I'm not dissing Disneyland, I love it there. I always want to cry when we leave. But my mom takes it to a whole other level of happiness.

I had to get my weird genes from somewhere.

anyways. blog challenge!

Day 22: a website.

okay. http://www.omg-facts.com/

this just shows how nerdy I am. I like knowing really random facts so I sound smart. My favorite one is:

Did you know that the only place you can tickle yourself on your body is the roof of your mouth? TRY IT! MIND IS BLOWN!

i need a life man.

things that give me joy

I stole the "gives me joy" thing from Annie. But I use it so much that it is 1/8 mine. so it's a little mine.

but seriously, look at these pictures and if you have a rock instead of a heart you won't smile. (or laugh so hard you cried like I did)

seriously? the happiest picture I've ever seen. JOY.

I love Justin Bieber, this just made me laugh very much though.

these are just a few!!! I wanted to font to be big. so ta da!

if you can't tell, I'm felling totally random and happy today. maybe it's because I drank mountain dew at Landry's after church, or maybe because i just am happy=D

=D =D =D

I'm such a teen.

soooo. blog challenge! i gotta finish this dang thing! goodness.

Day 21: a recipe.

here's the deal. i can't cook. AT ALL. I burn our pans and i make our cupcakes like soup. one time, i thought the recipe for muffins said 2 cups of milk instead of half a cup. so i put in two cups and then it was disgusting and bleh. and then one time at carli's house we made red velvet cupcakes and they were a sugary velvety mess.

so here's my recipe for the only food i can make well. RAMEN.

ingridients (i think i spelled that wrong. too bad, it's sunday) : you need a ramen packet. i suggest chicken or oriental. maybe beef on a good day. and water.

step one: start your water. but in a little less than half the pan full of water. high.

step two: crush your ramen packet. not into shreds, but into fourths is a good way.

step three, when the water boils, set it to a little less than medium, but not low. place ramen into pan. (not with the packaging. trust me on this, it tastes bad. TAKE OFF THE WRAPPER.)

step four: set timer for 2:30. then stir occasionally.

step five: drain your water. drain most of the water before putting flavoring. not all of it though, or it's disgusting.

step six: eat your ramen. to do this, you put your fork (no spoon) into bowl. twist and place into mouth. then chew by moving your jaw. swallow. repeat until bowl is empty.

ta-da!