Beetle Update

oh, by the way --- we figured out that all of the beetles are actually doing perfectly fine. instead of staying out in the open, they all decided to become homebodies and stay inside the crumpled wad of paper towel that Erin put in their container. go figure.
Those bugs creep me out. lol.

Welcome Back to the real World

soo... today i am completely exhausted. which is completely random and unexplainable because i've been trying to make sure that i've gotten enough sleep and went to bed early enough and woken up before noon this whole weekend. so there is no reasonable explanation for my trying my hardest not to fall asleep in class today. lol.

Anyway i had a pretty fun weekend these past few days. From Thursday till sunday i rode my snowmachine in every day, went to the volleyball games, hung out with friends, and basically just had a great time hanging out with guys.

i don't even remember fully what i did on thursday... i know that i went in to see carlos, and then i pretty much just stayed at his place that whole time until i had to get home. friday i went in to bethel and watched the volleyball games. The Warriors have a killer JV team this year.

Saturday my dad and I woke up at like seven in the morning so that we could pick my mom up at the airport. after picking her up about half an hour late, my parents were going to go work on our truck at the boat harbor, and i didn't feel like spending all day in a cramped up car waiting for my parents to let me take them home so that i wouldnt have to stay stuck in one place wondering about whether or not i could go to the store. so i asked if i could go to carloses house until they were done.

lol they said yes, so i called carlos at like nine in the morning to tell him to unlock the door because i was going to his place, and he sounded so lost, the poor guy was still half asleep.

[ring ring]
*groggy*"Hello?"
"Carlos!"
"whaat?"
"Is your door locked?"
"What? i dont know... it shouldnt be."
"ok. im coming over."
"what? why?"
"mom and dad are gonna work on the truck. i dont want to spend all day in the car. im coming over."
"what? uh. ok. whatever."
"haha. ok bye."

i got to his house, went upstairs, opened the door to his bedroom, and was met by complete darkness. the transition from a half lit hallway to a completely dark bedroom was disorienting. i had to take a step back and spent a moment trying to get my bearings back.
carlos mumbled from his bed,
"You can watch T.V. or listen to music. or something."
instead i crashed on the couch with his cat. shoes, jacket and all.

an hour later carlos got up to take a shower and i was still sleeping on his couch, then my parents came to pick me up. I didn't tell carlos that i was leaving or anything, and he later told me that when he went back to his room and i was gone, he thought to himself... "whoa. was she even here?"
haha.
i told hannah that story, and she said her reaction would have been so much better.
i still think carlos had one heckuva reaction to that though lol.

anyway my parents came to pick me up and i went to the games
and hung out with mike and a few other people
went to the store with kara
went driving with eddie and i forget who else... i just remember that eddie was driving
and then
idk
i did a lot of stuff this weekend
it was all fun
a lot more active than most of my weekends have been so far
but you know what?
i think thats because i havent been to bethel for the whole two weeks that i've been stuck in oscarville.
lol.
maybe i was just ready to consider everything fun.
or maybe everyone else missed me enough to make stuff extra fun :)
lol idk.
ill edit this later
[arrow three]

relief

we got three new students last week
i dont feel so bad about moving anymore
:]

Status Response

Some things that give a person status could be how much money they have, what kind of friends they have and what they do with those friends, and which family they came from.

In general, social classes are determined by how much money people have: you're either in the upper [rich] class, upper middle class, middle class, lower middle class, or the lower [poor] class. In general, theres the rich, the poor, and the people in the middle of it all.

Social status could also be determined by your job. This kind of runs in the same line as how much money you have, but your job could determine how much money you have and the kind of person you are. A Hooker and a Priest COULD make the same amount of money, but obviously, one is going to get a lot more respect than the other, and they both stand in very different social groups. A celebrity also has a very different social status from someone that, say, works in a coffee shop.

Your friends could also determine what your social status is. People don't just see you from how you look, act or what you do, but from how your friends look, act and do too. you could dress in bright clothes, wear neutral makeup and get straight A's, but if your friends dress in all black, have millions of piercings and couldn't care less about school, then that's pretty much what your social status is too.

another thing that we didn't discuss in class but i just realized shows your social status, or takes part in your social status or whatever, is our family. Family plays a big part in social status. If someone comes from a family that's rich and powerful, then they're probably going to have a higher status than someone who comes from a low-income family that doesn't really have all that much power in the community. but if the rich family is one full of crime, greed, being mean, and bad acts, while the lower-income family is known for community acts, being good and a whole bunch of "good" stuff, then even though the richer family might have a higher status, the family with better morals will have a better status.

so status can be determined by a lot of different things, and can be determined in a lot of different ways. i think status is a really complex concept, and kind of a broad subject. even talking about social status is pretty broad. There's so many different ways that i can think of to define status, that it's all just a jumble in my head... and i don't think that i could fit all of that into one blog :)

An Amateur's Perception of the Mealworm and Big Black Beatle's Life Cycle

Today before writing Jackie was looking at the meal worms and beetles, and she noticed that there were new baby meal worms, so everyone went to go check it out, and then we noticed that all the beetles were dead. They were all just laying upside down on top of the brown paper towel that we put in the jar, and it looked like there weren't that many left. There were a lot of beetle parts in the jar though, so I'm guessing that as they were dying off, the beetles were eating each other, and as more and more died they were all getting weaker and weaker, until when the last few were left, they were too exhausted to rip each other apart after death, and so they all just died in their own little corners or areas of the jar. And so the beetles all died, leaving the meal worms to fend for themselves and learn how to kill each other all on their own after they mature. Bugs are weird. I'm glad humans aren't cannibals :).

relocation

so it's official -- I'm transferring to anchorage next semester :)
no more isolation and not being able to walk to the store or missing out on social events
nothing but living with Hannah and [maybe] driving my own car from January on out
the anticipation is killing me.

I've got to admit though, I read a few blogs a few days back about the number of kids who have started transferring to Anchorage, and it makes me feel kind of guilty.
Apparently, because of the rising gas and grocery prices, and the lack of jobs, more people from the bush are moving to the city, and schools are finding themselves with less and less students. Our own school has found itself losing students within the past few years. after starting out with 35 students three years ago, at least two students trasferred that year, then at least four students transferred last year, and one of our seniors graduated, then this year another student transferred, and I'm going to transfer too. Throughout the whole duration of three years, we've only gotten one new kindergarten student, and so now the number of students in our school is 28, soon to be 27.

Again. That leaves me feeling kind of guilty... But not guilty enough to stay.

I was talking to someone about moving, and they said that they would probably find it hard to move, because they felt a certain loyalty to the students and staff, or a certain responsibility, because everyone relies on everyone else so much. My not being a teacher, or principal, or staff member or anything, i couldn't really relate to what they were saying, but i realized that was because i was the student, the one relying on authority, rather than the one being relied on. I'm not responsible for anyone in Oscarville, and because I'm a teenager [haha], the only future that I really need to focus on is mine. wow. I sound self-centered. idk. I'm used to moving around a lot. it's what i do. It keeps my world going round. the end.

red bandana

so erin hates it when we write "Gaawsh, im so booored!! [insert whiney voice here]" posts, but i just cant refrain.
because i am soooo goshdarned bored!! [dont forget to insert the whiney voice]
not much has really happened since the last time ive posted...
which was quite a while ago, it seems.
well i guess that a lot has happened.
its just not all that great.
and so. when the bad happens. its best to just forget about it right.
right.
i did get a red bandana this weekend though.
wow that was aweseom.
mike gave it to me when he drove past in delwens car and i was walking with dayle toward the church.
lol.
i love spontaniety. even though i know thats not a word :)

Smoking vs. Meth

you know, you see a lot of posters in public places giving you reasons for why you shouldnt smoke
of course you shouldnt smoke, because
one) it causes shortness of breath
two)the chemicals within ciggarettes can end up straining your heart and blood vessels
three) it makes your teeth yellow
four)it lets less oxygen get into your blood system
five) it gives you wrinkles
six) it makes you more susceptible to sicknesses [im pretty sure]
and seven) it causes cancer.
read it again
C-A-N-C-E-R
you know, that sickness where your cells start growing uncontrollably and you have to take chemo and all your eyebrows fall off?
yeah
Cancer.



you see all of that in the posters
reasons for why you shouldnt smoke
and you think about it
and it makes sense

and then you read the posters that ask you that big question::
If the outside of a smokers body looked the same as the inside
[rotten, black, ugly, raw]
then would people still smoke?

normally the immediate answer would be no.
because I definately wouldnt smoke if it made my face look rotten
but then
what about everyone else?
the almost obvious answer should be no, people wouldnt smoke

but then you think about meth

meth is an intense drug
and affects your physical appearance drastically::
one) yeah, it tends to make you lose weight, but continued use results in drastic weight loss
two) you get pale
three) it causes your body to practically cook its internal organs because of all your excess body heat
four)it blackens and yellows your teeth
five) your body begins to emit an odor so that you smell like glue or mayonnaise
six) people that use meth regularly lose their ability to feel pleasure because the drug causes you to feel so much illusion of it
and seven) you get sores all over your body because of all the scratching you do while youre high

so meth does have a lot of external physical effects on your body, along with a lot of internal and i guess emotional

it pretty much takes a perfectly attractive human and being
and turns them into something visually revolting.

Yet People Still Do It.

So if people are still doing meth despite the external effects,
then people would most definately still smoke regardless of whether or not it made their appearance frightful and grotesque.
of course, not as many people would smoke,

But people still would, nonetheless.

symbolism

so once upon a time there was this girl that lived an an island all by herself and she couldnt go shopping or driving or flying or walking or on myspace or hang out with her friends because there wernet any stores or roads or planes or anywhere to walk to or people to hang out with and the internet company that she used blocked myspace.

and approximately 13 miles away there was a town that wasn't on an island and had plenty of stores and roads and planes and sidewalks and people aaand the internet companies didnt block myspace

so this girl decided that she was going to find a way to get over to that non island town, no matter what it took

so she asked her islander father to build her a boat that would take her the whole thirteen miles to the non island town, the one with the stores and roads and planes and sidewalks and people and internet companies that didn't block myspace

but her islander father couldn't understand why she would want to leave the empty island. the one without the roads and planes and sidewalks and people and had the internet company that blocked myspace

so the girl explained to her fahter that she needed roads and planes and stores and sidewalks and people and cars and internet companies that didn't block myspace

but her father just didn't understand
because he liked walking instead of driving
and got airsick in airplanes
and didnt need to walk on the sidewalk
and had animals instead of people
and was totally against using cars
and believed that his daughter shouldn't have myspace anyway.

so the girl had to remind her father that he was nearly fifty and already settling down, so he wasn't supposed to care for any of the stuff that a typical teenager would anyway, and could she please move to the nonisland town

and her dad got mad because he didn't like being old

but she got him not mad somehow anyway

and explained that if she went to the nonisland town
the one with the cars and stores and roads and people and sidewalks and planes and internet companies that didnt block myspace,
she could go to school
and build up her social skills
and get a job
and prove how responsible she was
so not only was the nonisland town just a place with cars and stores and sidewalks and roads and planes and people and internet companies that didnt block myspace,
now it was a nonisland town that had cars and roads and sidewalks nad planes and people and internet companies with myspace AND schools, opportunities for social growth, employment and the chance to prove responsibility

soo
her dad was still iffy about everything,
but now he actually had stuff to think about before he said no
because he didnt want his daughter to grow up stupid
without an education or any life skills
and she had proved to be rather adequate at the practically homeschooling

so the daughter took advantage of her doubt and convinced her dad that indeed she needed to go to the nonisland
the one with cars and roads and sidewalks nad planes and people and internet companies with myspace AND schools, opportunities for social growth, employment and the chance to prove responsibility

and so he let her
and she left
and went to school
and had friends
and had fun
and was responsible
and everything turned out fine

the end

Getting your way

so i got my car taken away for a month.
its dumb.
me and kara were going to johnnys place, and since we werent really going to go anywhere else, i decided that i could just drive her the one mile there. which is uuber short by car. but. of course. not uuber short by walk.
so because its not driving around town
or going out and having fun,
eating and jamming out to earsplitting loud music
or going out to a party
or picking up a gazillion friends so that we can all drive around town and defy the law
i decided
that i could drive kara the one mile to johnnys house.
and everything would have been absolutely fine if her parents hadnt pulled up behind us with my parents in the car with them, and followed us all the way to johnnys house, and got out and started yelling about breaking the law and irresponsibility, and not following the rules, and how its more my fault than karas, or its more karas fault than mine, blah blah blah.
really
i think the situation would have gone along MUCH more smoothly if just her parents or if just mine had pulled up.
our parents were so busy being embarrassed that they decided to take all frustrations out on us.
redeemance of the suburban law abiding parents.
blah.
so i knew that i wasnt supposed to drive kara.
i knew that my dad was freaking out about his parental reputation
i knew that karas dad was also freaking out about his parental reputation
and i knew that people expect you to argue.
and that when someone is extremely upset with you,
esp. for doing the opposite of what they tell you to do,
the best thing to do
is to reply
with
yeah i know i did something wrong. ok ill accept my punishment. i completely understand where youre coming from. and even though i dont like it im not gonna complain.
because then they dont know what to do with you.
and then you can ask...
hey, can i go to carloses?
=]

Great Outcome

So i ended up having a pretty good birthday yesterday. it was fun.
school was pretty boring. but that was to be expected =P.
after school i went home, washed my hair, and then my family and had cake and opened my presents.
my mom got me this awesome radio tuner thingy that you can put in the shower, so that i wont have to lug my speakers and ipod in there all the time :). and i got a whole bunch of sewing stuff and watches and a head lamp and a toolbox and socks and a humongo picture frame and my ten year old brother henry gave me twenty dollars. lol.
so yeah, that was pretty cool.

after having cake and opening presents, Lyle and I went to Bethel by boat and stopped by carloses to see what we were going to do. they said that kara was planning to go out to eat so we spent like an hour looking for kara, picking people up, going to karas house so she could wrap my presents, and then finally going all the way out to the airport so that we could eat at brothers pizza.
[forgot to say, micah, johnny, kara, bill, lyle and katrina all went]
we ordered a half pepperoni, half supreme large pizza, and spent forever joking around and waiting for the pizza to get there. i opened the present that kara got for me [two shirts and some boxers haha], and micah and i interrogated Katrina, trying to figure out why the heck she would support bush. it was great.

after forever our pizza finally arrived, and it was a half white, half pepperoni instead of what we ordered. so we spent forever all over again waiting for them to get our order right. which sucked. but it was fun. after that me and lyle had to go home, because we were already late, so that's how the rest of that day went. so it was all cool. and now guess what.
im seventeen years and a day old. how cool is that :)

Happy Birthday?

so i guess that todays my birthday...
happy seventeenth?
idk.
it sucks because my birthday's got to be on a tuesday instead of a saturday.
and i cant get my dad to stay consistent with what i want to do.
we started off saying that i would have a feast for my birthday,
then changed it to my family and i going out to eat in bethel instead
then decided that i wanted to have a family party
then said that i wanted to go out and eat with friends
then said that i just wanted to go to bethel [which my dad doesnt approve of because he doesnt think that it's healthy for teenagers to just "hang out".. to which i replied with, its my birthday, you cant complain :)]
and then just last night, i decided that i want to go in to bethel, get a whole case of mountain dew, order a huge pizza, and go to carloses to watch Lucky Number Sleven, which my dad wouldnt let me watch because it was rated R, but since im seventeen now he cant say that i cant watch it. perfect way to welcome my seventeenth year :]
so thats my current plan right now.
but my dad is starting to go for a change in plans all over again.
he thinks that i should go in some other day.
but im already starting to lose my sanity... so i think im going to go for today.

anyway todays birthday kind of sucks.
im just not in a good mood.
havent been in a good mood.
[wont] be in a good mood?...

when the clock struck twelve last night i swore to myself that i would make sure today, at least, wouldn't suck like the rest of them have tended to. so far the plan isn't necessarily working out. blahh.

anyway. im determined to go in to bethel today and to watch Lucky Number Sleven, and to make the best of my situation. regardless of what i've had to hear about today. Regardless of what i feel about today. im just gonna forget everything that bugs me, and not worry about it tomorrow.

we'll see how that works out.

attempting the concept of skateboarding

So a few weekends ago i attempted to learn how to skateboard.
it was aaweseom
i went to the skatepark with kara and johnny, and pretty much everyone was there.
Kara had already been learning how to balance on the board, but i was starting fresh, so i had to go around the park a few times just figuring out how to turn the thing.
i was pretty embarrassed to be falling off my board and not being able to control it when i wasn't even doing any tricks, especially since the park was full of people. so it took me a while to get the hang of it. but once i had the whole balance and turning concept down, i was finally able to attempt going up and down the spine on the fun box, or doing a fakie.

and dude. it was Hard.

when you go up the ramp, you're supposed to lean your body out away from the board, almost like you're trying to become parallel with the ground, so that the weight of your body doesn't push the board out from under you. It took me forever to get the hang of this, so almost every time i went up the ramp i would lean the wrong way and the board would shoot out from under me. I landed on my butt quite a few times, but didn't have any major bruises really.
right before kara, johnny and i had to leave, i finally got the hang of doing a fakie. it was aweseom.

the next weekend, [last weekend] Kara and I went back to the park to learn some more board tricks. she told me that since i knew how to do a fakie now, i had to learn how to do a rock to fakie. that's when you go up the ramp, and once the board starts to slow down, you push on the back end with your right foot, and lift up the front end, simultaneously twisting and leaning your body so that you do a complete kick turn and go down the ramp with your board going forward instead of backwards, like it does on just a normal fakie.

again it took me pretty much all day just to do the rock to fakie, and by the time we left i still wasn't all that great at it. and i still wasn't all that great the next day either... but i kind of got the hang of it.

i'll admit that i still suck, but i moved on to the next trick anyway. I think it was called the Rock and Roll, but i'm not even sure. but in order to do the trick, you go all the way up the ramp until the front wheels of your board go higher than the edge at the top, and then rest briefly there, then you go back down the ramp without doing a kickturn. so it's like a fakie, but you're going a lot higher up on the ramp.

i'm still stuck on this step, and seem t have the same problem with staying on the board when i start to go back down the ramp. it's kind of frustrating, but i can't wait until the next time i go skateboarding. i am soo ready to get it right. :)

[[p.s. i fell just about a million times when i was learning the rock to fakie, and ended up with huge bruises on both of my knees and hips, and a super painful but invisible bruise on my tail bone. it was aweseom.]]

Kayak Trips and Blistered Pinkies

Ok. So i did end up taking Lyle to Bethel by inflatable kayak for his birthday....
and it sucked.
lol. first off, we left at low tide, and decided to take the slough to make our trip shorter, but because the tide was so low, there were quite a few places where our kayak wouldn't float and so we had to get out and drag it through slimy, footsucking mudd.
and then when we finally did get out of the slough, we found that we were goign against the current and the wind, in order to get the next ten miles to bethel. we crossed from one bank of the river to the next about five times, each trip seeming to be endless.
and so, our trip was one long endeavor, with me screaming infuriatedly that i hate kayaks, and alaska, and nature, and that i'm never going to travel the river unless i've got a motorboat.
we left Oscarville at 3. and arrived in Bethel at 6. it took us three hours just to get there, and we had only an hour to spend with our friends. so i decided that i wasn't going to be in such a hurry to leave, and picked Lyle up from his girlfriends house at about 7:15 instead of 6:30.
we had to go back to the boat harbor and pump our evil inflatable kayak all over. by then the wind had died down, me and lyle were tired of kayaking, the sun had just begun its long descent towards the horizon, and the gnats were swarming like crazy.

i guess its kind of obvious that we weren't necessarily looking forward to our long trip home...

but guess what?
the wind had died completely down by the time we left
and this time we were going with the current
soo, instead of wasting our time struggling against the elements,
lyle and i drifted halfway home,
screaming out lyrics to our favorites songs along the whole way
and soo,
due to the lack of effort that we put into paddling home,
it till took us 3 hours to get back
so we were home at 10:30
with sore arms and stomach, sopping wet legs, and blisters gnawing away at our palms
[i even got a blister on my right pinky]

all in all, lyle and i paddled for six whole hours...
just to spend an hour and i half in bethel..
which doesnt even have a mall.
or a movie theatre.
or a McD's.

hahaha.
i feel like a moron.

Birthday Trip

so today we get off school early, due to the funeral of this guy that committed suicide across the river...
sad concept. but anyway.
i plan on taking advantage of this opportunity, and taking my brother Lyle in to bethel by kayak to see his girlfriend for his birthday.
i know. great sister, huh? lol. Especially since I hate kayaking. but it's really the only option, considering that my dad has been really stingy with the boat lately, and so i've got to spend about two hours laboring against the mighty kuskokwim, instead of taking twenty minutes to drive up in my big, comfy motorboat.
Sister's gotta do what a sister's gotta do, right?
lol i guess that i should confess now that my brother isn't the only reason I'm spending two hours clueless in a kayak to paddle 13 miles upriver. I'm already bored in Oscarville, and I've only been home for four days. crazy concept. I love the fact that my brother's birthday came up as an opportunity for an excuse to leave :).
Best part is, I get to drive dad's car once we get there.
}:)

sorry that the events are all jumbled up, but welcome back -- heres how my summer went

so hey
im back
schools just started
aaand.... im tired.
lol.
i had a pretty exciting summer this year, we went on a roadtrip again, kind of on a similar route, but we went from michigan to the keys instead of michigan to florida then new york.
it was pretty crazy, because i swear that it took us longer to get from crawfordville, Florida to Marathon key [nineteen hours] than it did to get from Hastings Michigan to Florida [thirteen hours].
i got to spend a lot of time with my emo cousin amber, since she came with us on the trip. we had lots of fun snorkeling with huuuge cobia fish in a big saltwater pond, and snorkeling off the coast of the island too on the fourth of july.
[by the way, cobia fish are like huge, overgrown carp... a full-sized cobia fish can weigh up to 100 lbs.]
oh yeah, and i got my provisional drivers license this summer, so that was pretty aweseom. i ended up becoming the one and only grandchild that my grandma let drive her car... something that she ended up freaking out about later, because i turned into the wrong lane... =D
we spent quite a bit in florida i guess, mostly to visit with my grandma and my uncle chuck. i saw my "nieces" for the first time, theyre my cousin sadie's kids, claire, 4, and lucy, im pretty sure she just turned one.


[to be continued...]

I feel like painting today.

I haven't done that for a while...

maybe I'll paint after school.

maybe.

idk.

I feel artistic today :)

The Positive Stuff

Soo, I was told that maybe i should try focusing on what I like about this place....

Soo... Here goes.

What I Like About Oscarville

It's not overrun with people

I get to stay home all day and read

I have to ride my ski-doo or boat in order to get to somewhere else

My dogs are here

I spend a lot of time with my brothers

There's only 6 people in all of my classes, so we get spoiled by our teachers

School here is Easy Peasy Simple as Pie

I don't have to wear makeup

No one cares if I forgot to shower last night

School gets out at 3:45 instead of 4 or 4:30

I don't have to take the bus to school

It's quiet

I just got my driver's permit last Friday

No one Bugs me at home

It's a whole bunch easier to stay single when you're related to everyone in town

I get my own computer

I get to sleep in a loft

My curfew is later here [even if I never go out anyway]

I have a Rock Star bedroom

The River [actually, it's only the slough] is right next to my bedroom window

I don't need to sleep at anyone's house because i see them all day anyway

aaand...

ummm....

It's easier to convince my dad to spoil me, because my grades are all better and i developed amazing debating/convincing/negotiating/arguing skills since we moved here =D=D=D

You're Gonna Be Seeing a Lot of Those Smiley Faces [:):):)]

Im really excited about this summer. whooopeee whoopeee whopeeeeeeee :):):)

We're gonna go to Tununak like, pretty much right after school is out, and im gonna apply for a drivers ed class to get my license early this summer, but first i need to go and take my permit test tomorrow. lol. i dont know if my dad will let me go though. he'll probably say that ill be too much of a hazard to everyone else on the road =D. lol. anyway after tununak, We're gonna fly down to Chicago and then go on a roadtrip with my cousin Amber down to Florida, Up to New York, and then over to Michigan and back to Chicago. Excitement Excitement Excitement :). Best part is, after that we're gonna spend some time in Anchorage with my cousin Nikki and her kids Devon and Bella, and I'll get to see hannah, and then after that i even have a month all to myself in Bethel, instead of just a week or whatever like it always is :):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):).

IIIIIMMMMMMM EXCIIIIIIIITEDDDDD!!!!!!!!!

whoohoooo!

schools almost out :)

The Spongebob Kid

Once upon a time, there was a crazy little kid that had an obsession with Sponge Bob. So intense was his obsession in fact, that he created his own Sponge Bob costume out of a cardboard box and refused to take it off for weeks at a time. He slept in it, he ate in it, he went to the bathroom in it, and he even applied a special coat of paint to it, allowing him to take showers in it. I'm telling you, this kid was Ccrazy for Sponge Bob.

thought i should make at least one post preppy

Apes After Hours

Big Butterflies

Crushed Ice

Dancing Dandelions

Ecstatic Emo's

Fantastic Figures

Gibbering Giraffes

Happy Hippos

Innocent Inamorato's

Jumping Jelly Beans

Kicking Kabobs

Lazy Ladies

Mangy Gentlemen

Nocturnal Nice Kids

O

Pink Panthers

Quixotic Quints

Rambunctious Rascals

Seafaring scoundrels

Tart Tongues

Ummm

Vicious Victories

Withering Weirdos

Extreme Rally Car Racers

Yodeling Youngens

Zig Zagged cornrolls...
...

flying penguins

singing tigers

solid rainbows

super tall leprechauns

super skinny santa

happy emo's

colorful goths

smart blondes

georgeous geeks

ugly preps.

my

happy

thoughts :)

work for it

just another day

just another journey

not nearly as important

not nearly worth the fight

another figure in the doorway

the fog blurring your sight

make your way blindly

pray you make it alright

bring forth your on winds

make haste your own climb

clear up the fog

do it with your own whim

create your own happiness

achieve your own goals

who says you need anybody

to make you your own

Northern Men with Southern Manners

I bumped into a really cute guy the other day. Not cute physically, but cute personality-wise.

I was helping one of our renters move out because the guys that were supposed to help her hadn't shown up yet, and we just got back to her house after moving a whole truck load to the new one, when we saw this subaru parked right in front of her driveway with five high school guys and an old guy trying to fix the back door.

I couldnt help smiling to myself, and I couldnt help chuckling when one of them kept looking back at me. Cute.

So, here I am smiling, chuckling actually, just finding the concept that it takes six guys to fix a door amusing and theres that guy, not that tall, not that lean, not my type, keeps glancing back at me.

I'm reminded that even in camo snowpants, mussed up hair and a baggy sweatshirt that
even I can remain attractive. And as I'm helping Jan back up her truck into the driveway, this guy comes out of the house lugging one end of a couch to put in the Subaru:

"Excuse me, ma'am,"

That's what he said, with total confidence. "Excuse me ma'am," is something that he's obviously used to saying.

Cute. That's all I can think of, is, "How cute."

and then I realize.. He called me ma'am.. and I'm wearing camo snowpants with a baggy sweatshirt

wow.
just.
wow.

I wish all guys could treat a girl like that. How great would that be. "Excuse me, ma'am." How much does that say about a guy? As opposed to just, "Scuse me," or nothing at all. Wow.

So I decided today, that I'm not gonna make it a must or anything, but any guy willing to call me ma'am, and act like they used to a million gabillion years ago, when guys actually had to "swoon" chicks, has already earned a pretty darn good page in my book.

 

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Almost

you make the effort

live the life

take the risks

undo the plight

thought it was over

maybe it was through

you had moved on

he still tried to keep you

nothing makes sense

you can't make it work

you've got his lies and his threats

he's got your truth and your hurt

you'd almost broke free

gained back independence

but here he is back again...

just keep him at a distance

Our Future Predicaments

In one hundred years, the whole world is going to be run by nothing but geothermal energy, and one of my kids is going to be in charge of the biggest hydro-fuel plant in the world :)

technology is going to be better, smaller, and smarter. and i cant wait :)

scientists will find a way for everyone to live forever and ever, or at least twice as long, so that i can run my power plant myself :)

we'll have the cure to cancer and then find out that the cure's gone loony, so everyones either going to die, or become a hairless monster, just like in "the Legend." and every movie ever invented is going to come true at some point. 

Camai will be held above bethel, on a floating island that goes around the world in three days, and somehow people are going to figure out how to make gas cost less so that everyone can become rich and well all live in luxury. although i dont know how we're going to do that, what with the grudge, and the texas chainsaw massacre guy running loose within the U.S. and China. 

in one hundred years, every single American is going to be overweight, and the trend will soon move on to other countries. no one will want to become skinny again, and pretty soon it's gonna be us skinny girls and guys that are gonna be bullied in school, and left out of the slumber parties and gonna end up never marrying because everyone thinks we're diseased and we're not big enough to fight back against all of the overweight people. although normally an obese person would live a short life, and still might in comparison to someone skinny, they're still gonna live over a hundred and fifty years old.

in a way everything will be better, but everything will be worse too. we'll live in a new century where greed, luxury and self-obsession is a way of life, no longer a sin for man.

oh yeah, and our dogs are gonna learn to talk.

"Hello Madam,"

"Hello Canine,"

"and how was your day today?"

"Very fine thank you, do you have any antique iPods that i can buy today?"

"why yes, i do. fifty dollars please. and how is that weight gain diet going for you?"

=P