LENT!!!

By the way, in case you were wondering, I'm giving up soda for Lent. And I'm going to try to do at least 50 push-ups a day. And sleep more. And eat healthier. That's a lot of goals for a month and a half, but I DON'T CARE. I'm doing it anyway.

I feel trapped.

Well, here I am again. For some reason, I can't think of anything to write about. Um... I like pie!

Anyway, as of Day Two of The Return To School From The Second Coming Of The Snowpocalypse And Winter Break, I'm still not psyched to be back at school. Sure, I get to see my friends and all, but it's SCHOOL. I need something big to happen. And I DON'T mean a big snow. I'm DONE with snow. I mean something big like, I don't know, Jackie Chan moving in next door or something. That was totally random. But that would be cool. But something new. It doesn't even have to be a celebrity coming into town. It could just be a new kid in school or something. I'm just ready for something unrelated to school, scouts, or snow.

What I need is for summer to be here RIGHT NOW. I'm TIRED of not being able to go anywhere because there's too much snow on the ground. What I need is warmer weather and my learner's permit somehow managing to turn magically into my license, and all the experience necessary just jumping into my head so I can go somewhere. Well, not that there's anywhere to go around here, except for the library and Starbucks.

Well, and the hike to the river. But it's too cold for that, and there's probably still snow. There'll probably be snow on the trail in April.

But I need the snow to melt. That would be best. No, what would be best is if the sun came out and the temperature suddenly jumped up to about sixty degrees, and for it to stay like that until the time of year where that would have happened anyway, and then for nature to proceed as usual. That would both make a lot of people happier AND it would melt the snow. AND I would be able to go places. AND I would be able to hike to the river. That would be SO awesome.

I need exercise. That's what I need. I need to get off my butt and out of the house and actually doing something. The only problem? I can't.

writing for homework? holy cow!

Yes, amazingly, I actually get to write a half-fantasy (okay, realistic fiction) story for my English homework.

I have to update "The Princess and the Frog," that's the fantasy part, even though I am allowed to put in a little bit of "The Elf in the Rose," which is a very good story. It's actually a bit like a fantasy murder mystery, except you know who killed the guy and it's more about the revenge of the Jasmine Spirits on the life of the murderer. So it's kind of cool. However, I have no idea to update either of those in a way that I like without it sounding like Cinderella. Since I picked Cinderella for one of my fairy tales, I'm hoping that my English teacher will let me put that element in the story, because it's going in that direction. It would be kind of lame, but I'm going to ask. In the meantime, I'm going to continue with my story. It's really bad. So far, the two characters have met and become friends.

That's it. I'm not kidding.

And the main character has a crush on the friend. That's it.

So I'm probably going to have a Cinderella moment at homecoming, and that will be when the frog turns into a prince (or princess, in this case), so to speak, and then they go dance and it's awesome. And then the girl's older brother, who is friends with the dude, disowns the dude for kissing his sister and then stuff happens and then the girl whips her brother's butt and then the guy and the brother go off to college. The end.

So I'm going to go do that.

Hooray!

back at school

Well, I am back at school, and I am not entirely happy about it. The only thing I'm annoyed about is that I forgot to bring to my knitting. Seriously, that's the only thing. It is really nice to be back in civilization. I'm not kidding. However, civilization is calling, in the form of class. but at least it's creative writing, which is my favorite class. Okay, goodbye.

I know....

It's been a while. I know, I'm terrible. But, unlike before, I actually have stuff to do now. Can you believe it? That's got to be the craziest idea since God invented humans.
Anyway, I have finally learned to drive. Sort of, anyway. I can pull out and park and put on a turn signal and kind of put on the accelerator and turn the car. That counts. And I also worked at a camping clinic fundraiser today, with my girl scout troop. I guess you could say that it was better organized than last time, but I'm not sure about that. I was the one who did the organizing of the names and such, you see, which is why I'm doubting it. It defenitely could have been a lot worse, though. I also went to see "Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief" on Friday with some friends, which was a really good movie. Now I'm going to read the books, once we get enough mobility outside the house for me to go to the library to get it. I also hung out with one of my friends last night, due to my lack of a boyfriend (not THAT kind of hang out. We just ate pizza and watched movies the entire time, because both our parents were out).
Well, that's the best update I can do right now.
Holy cow. I have school tomorrow. AIEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

haven't posted in a while..

I know I haven't posted in a while. I'm sorry. Anyway, there's not a lot to tell, if truth be told. I've just been sitting around and doing nothing, except knitting and watching TV at the same time, and that's basically it. Seriously. Oh, and shoveling. Lots and lots of shoveling. Well, it's only to be expected, when you have about four feet of snow on the ground. More, in fact, where some of the discarded shoveled piles are. Some of the piles are taller than I am. It's very intimidating, to be shorter than a pile of snow. It feels very weird. We need school back. I know that's weird to say, when I have complained about having school for so long and so much, but still. It is better than sitting on my butt and watching TV all day. At least I'd be doing something productive.

I'm going to the library tomorrow. That is, if there is not any more snow on the way to stop me. Which, I hope, isn't going to happen. Please, God?

And by the way, I finished the last book of the "Protector of the Small" series. And the guy that she was in love with in the book before had to get married to someone else because they were apparently already engaged and his duchy or whatever wasn't doing well, so his family apparently really needed the dowry. And the main character doesn't actually seem to fall in love with the guy that Tamora Pierce hints that she likes, but whatever. It's still a really good ending.

You should read it.

And talking of reading, I'm going to go read now.

Goodbye.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, it's official: I'm freaking SICK of the snow. I want to go out and walk in the woods with some BROWN and GREEN, DARN IT! Sheesh! But no, apparently God wants us all to suffer a little bit more. This is SO annoying. Gaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!

In other news, I went to tae kwon do today. My friend and I were the only ones there, except for the instructor. It was actually kind of fun, except for the part where my friend kept falling on me during the throwing one-steps. It was kind of annoying. But that was the only annoing thing about today. Except for the fact that there is still four feet of snow on the ground in some places. And the fact that I'm not allowed to DRIVE anywhere because I don't know HOW because there's too much snow on the ground to LEARN to drive on the roads, and there's too much ice on the driveway to learn to even pull out. This is great, just great. I'm going to be stuck with my mom as a cheuffer until I'm a hundred and two years old.

Brilliant.

1, 2, 3

I like this song. :)

Once opon a time
two, two, hearts felt the same way,
But three, three, three, nights ago
you told me you don't know (wich way)
Wich way ya gonna go
(ohhhh)
Truth ain't easy but please, please,please me
It's time you made up your mind
(I don't wanna cry, don't wanna be treated unfair now)

(Chours)
1,2.3
Your fallin' in love with me
I'm falling into your life
Your life
(Faster than the speed of light)
And 1,2,3 you don't wanna hear from me!
But if it can't be like before!
(tell me what)
Tell me what love is for

So fly just flied away
And don't think I can't take it
(hoohoo)
Cause you, you, you otta know
That if ya let me go
(ya throw)
Your gonnoa throw it all away
(ohhh)
Truth ain't easy but please, please, please me
It's time you made up your mind
(I don't wanna cry don't wanna be treated unfair now)

(Chorus)
"Chorus Repeated"

hahahaha

Well, I don't like snow. It's official. I spent an hour outside this afternoon trying to convert our car from an oversized and snow-covered Smart Car into a normal minivan, but as I couldn't reach the top, I had to leave it with a snow mohawk. It wasn't fun, because only about a quarter of the time was spent on getting the snow OFF, and the rest of it was spent trying to KEEP it off. Seriously, I'd get most of one side clear of snow, and then I'd go and knock snow off the other side, and then I'd come back and the first side would be covered in snow again. It was the most annoying thing ever. It was also hard because my hands were freezing off half the time, and I could barely walk because the snow was up to my knees in a lot of places. My brother was shoveling the driveway, and he made a sort-of snow fort in one of the massive banks of snow. I went in and tried to extend the depth a little bit, and then it collapsed on me. However, I'd already warned him that it would be completly and entirely his fault if I died. But I didn't.
Now I'm going to go either:
1. play scrabble with mom, or
2. kick my mom out of the kitchen so I can make more cookies. I just hope it doesn't turn into a cookie-making addiction.

I LOVE COOKIES!!!

Argh

Well, as we speak, my area is being hit with the second snowpocalypse of the season. It's also a candidate for the Top Three Worst Storms of the Area's History, as was the other one. Don't ask me why. I don't enjoy having endless snow. It was fun at first, but now we have used up all our snow days and soon we are going to have to tack on an extra few days to the end of the year, which won't be fun. Okay, the end of the year typically is a lot of fun, but still. The SOL tests will be harder because school started later this year, and apparently the SOLs are also occuring earlier. This is going to be LOADS of fun... not. It used to be fun to miss school. Now I hate it. I have no idea why, but it just bugs me. I think it's because I am that much of a nerd that I hate missing one potential day of learning something. That and the fact that I actually have friends now. And because I actually LIKE my classes. And because I hate shoveling snow. Especially when there are two friggin feet of it on top of the car, and it's my job to get it off.

GRR!!

one year anniaversary!!!

Well, I have officially have had this blog for one full year. In that time, I have changed my identity four times, changed my bio about five, and changed the format and background of the blog itself about fifty. I'm not kidding. Anyway, it feels weird to have had something for so long that I just started on a whim. At this time last year, the musical was still going on, and tonight would have been opening night. No, tomorrow would be. Never mind. Anyway, I would be in opening-week depression mode, because I was not used to having to be at school longer than I was at home and being at rehearsal until nine pm. At this point last year, I was still in Treble Choir at school (and Treble Choir still existed), and I was a not-exactly-straight-A student.

But now a year has gone by, and now I'm no longer in the smallest choir at school (because it broke up after our year), but the biggest, and the musical has already closed, and the only classes that I never get A's in are Chemistry and Math (but who needs Algebra, really?). However, those are the classes that I always get assigned homework in. And they're the only two classes that I don't fully understand. Oh yeah, and I was starting to stress out about my Race and Culture project for English. It didn't go well.

Anyway, in other news, my English homework has gone into the more enjoyable route of fairy tales- three by the Brothers Grimm, three by Hans Christian Anderson. One of my Hans Christian Anderson ones is The Little Mermaid, and yes, it is the longest one I have. It's longer than all the rest of them put together. It's 12 pages long. There are 19 pages in all.

I was IN "The Little Mermaid." It was the first musical I was ever in. We adapted the story for the stage (and fudge the ending because there were little kids in the audience, and killing to save someone else is apparently not appropriate for kids today, and since we were not making her die, we had to fudge the bit about angels and blessing kids and how that gets them off probation. We just made it simpler and had them get married. It was very Disney.) and parodized Motown songs and it was awesome. That's how I got into musical theater. I still remember that some of our songs were "Through the Grapevine" for when she saved the prince when she wasn't allowed to and "Going to the Chapel" for the marriage bit and "Dancing in the Street" became "brand new feet" for when she got feet. It was awesome.

And I had a crush on the dude who played the prince.

But no, I didn't get to sing to him. Originally I was, but then it got changed to the Older Little Mermaid. I was the Little Little Mermaid.

Ah, good times.

Okay, it might be a good idea if I go and finish my lunch now. We have early release today.

And I might get my learner's permit for driving today. Hooray!

SNOW DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We have a snow day today!! Hooray!! Now I can actually get some productive stuff done... like my English homework...

Anyway, I went to a meeting with my Gold Award sponsor yesterday. Now I'm actually getting kind of psyched about my project. It's going to be kind of hard to get through it all, but I think it'll all be worth it. I also got to tour the West Wing of the White House yesterday. No, I didn't get to meet any of the Obamas. However, I did learn that the Situation Room is actually more like the Department of Mysteries in Harry Potter- it isn't just the one room, there are several. That's kind of cool. And there's a Pikachu hanging from the ceiling in the back of the Press Room. Overall, it was pretty cool. The Rose Garden was really cool, because it was dark and it was snowing and it was just really pretty. So that's my story. Yay!

And by the way, as of tomorrow, I'll have had this blog for a year. I honestly didn't think I'd have it last this long. But I didn't think I'd stick with Tae Kwon Do for eight years, and here I am. I didn't think I'd knit for seven years, but here I am. Weird, huh?

Hooray!