"We wish you...

a Merry Christmas..."
-a simple-minded genius

So it's been so long since I've written last, I can't remember what happened on the day that I was supposed to tell you about. whoops.
:/
whatever, tomorrow is Christmas Eve! I'm so excited. Another note: with all this "politically correct"-ness. It really bothers me how everybody has to water down the holiday season and say "Happy Holidays!"
Okay, I understand. you don't want to offend anyone, right? WHATEVER. I'm certainly not saying that it's okay to offend people, because I'm also not done with my argument.
I have and always will say "Merry Christmas." That's because I believe and have faith in this certain celebration. However, if you happen to celebrate Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or a different holiday, I would have absolutely NO PROBLEM with you responding in a different sort of holiday greeting. Then, I might actually learn something about you!
I really don't see the trouble in this. I'm going to say "Merry Christmas," and you can say "Happy Hanukkah," back to me if that's what you celebrate. I don't see the problem. really.
Plus, it's a proven fact in history that Jesus was born. It is a real fact. Now if you don't agree with people and you don't believe that He was God's son in the flesh, okay. Fine by me. Whatever, it's your life. But, I just don't see how you can be completely against Christmas or any other holiday for that matter. People grow up learning and celebrating different traditions and cultures, so just leave it alone. No big deal offending people. And I don't really know of anyone who would get truly offended if you said "Merry Christmas," to them. Well, I'm sure there are people out there who might have a problem with it, but I just don't see the point in watering it down.
bottom line: I'm going to say "Merry Christmas!"
and you can say whatever you like in response to that.

Also, today, my sisters and I decorated our gingerbread house today!
it was semi-fun, and semi-annoying. My little sister, kept sulking because she thought that her side was ugly. Danielle and I both reassured her that it was most certainly not ugly, but after many failed attempts of trying to convince her of the truth, we just decided to let her feel bad for herself.
And, the fact that Danielle is a very artsy and creative person decorating the wall next to Grace's probably added to the self-frustration level.
here are some pictures!
Grace's "unsatisfactory" side:

which ended up like this:

the ever-so creative Danielle's side:

and my sad little side:





So I hope that everyone enjoy their Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, New Year, and whatever else you might celebrate!
Merry Christmas!
:)





peace.

"Is it worth it...

can you even hear me?"
-The Used

sometimes when I can't sleep, I stick the end of my tongue out and leave it there until it gets dry and I can't feel it anymore. Then, I pull it back into my mouth and the dryness accentuates all the little taste buds and whatnot. Plus, it just feels really strange altogether.
And other times when I'm really tired, I get onto my blog just to tell you that I'm tired. like now.
I'll tell you about my dal later...I'm too tired now...go figure.


peace.

"Later on, we'll conspire...

as we dream, by the fire."
-Unkown (to me)

Tonight was what we call our Winter Ball at my school. I got asked by a friend of mine and I decided it couldn't hurt! So I went with him, and it was...oh...an experience. Here are the reasons I would care sharing with you...BECAUSE sharing IS caring!
:P
a) it was my first time going to a dance with a designated person to go with
b) I don't like the repulsive "dancing" people do nowadays that's really just a bunch of disgusting and utterly repulsive suggestive jerking and swaying movements that does not appeal to me ONE bit
c) I can't really dance...not because I physically can't, but because I don't like people to judge me or think that they should have the nerve to come up to me and start convulsing
d) none of my really really truly close friends went this year for reasons beyond my comprehension
e) I was tired and I actually wanted to sit and read a book by the fireplace
f) because I didn't want to participate in any of the so-called "dancing," it was slightly awkward when I was jsut standing there...I would try to explain it, but there aren't really any words for me to use that would make it sound just right...everything would make it sound worse than it actually was
g) no matter how many school functions or dances I go to, I will NEVER cease to be baffled about how the faculty members say they're "going to crack down on the inappropriate dancing," and yet, never do; leaving me in an uncomfortable situation and under a lot of peer pressure that I've put up with for much too long now.

UGH. So I guess it really wasn't that bad...those are all just the negative things. On the bright side, they had two chocolate fountains and a whole bunch of delicious strawberries and marshmallows, cookies, brownies, etc. And I got to bond with a dear friend of mine (well, she's "dear" now...). Her name is Tabea, prnounced "tub-ee-uh". But I just call her Tib most of the time.
:)
Anyway, she's a foreign exchange student from Germany and she's leaving in early January... :(
I really do enjoy her company. She's really fun. Somehow, my school ALWAYS has exchange students...I can't think of a year when we haven't had one, if not more.

Alright. Confession time. I hate to read. No, I absolutely loathe reading. But I saw the movie Twilight (twice!) and my friends finally convinced me to at least TRY to read the books. So I borrowed the first book from one of my friends and I just started it last night and I'm already on page 136!!! THAT IS SO EXCITING. AND an accomplishment! Really, though. If you don't know me, then you don't quite understand the amount of nagging it takes to get me to read even my assignments. So this is big news. And I concur, the book is MUCH better than the movie. So much more happens in the book that could not possibly fit into a movie without an intermission or something.

Also, I would like to add that I LOVE the Christmas season.
:D
It makes me happy.




peace.

Finally off Hiatus.

haha.
I declared that I was on Hiatus about an hour ago, after I realized I hadn't written on here for a good long while. My Thanksgiving break was fantastic!
:D
Some of my family and I went down to Southern California to do three college tours and Knott's Berry Farm on Turkey Day, and my dear mother's birthday (the day before Thanksgiving). One day we were in Hollywood, and I was somewhere else, but my mom thinks that she saw Jerry O'Connell standing behind her on the escalator! I LOVE him. He played one of my absolute favorite characters, Woody, in "Crossing Jordan." Unfortunately, that series ended.
:(
Anyway, I wasn't there to verify this possible sighting, but according to her, he was a very pleasant man--a very believable statement.
Knott's Berry Farm was really fun, and I've eliminated two schools from Southern California. USC and Pepperdine are two schools that don't quite fit my personality. I'm a big city girl who likes small learning environment. So, we'll see how everything goes.
Anyway, I really really really really really really really really really really really really really really don't want to go back to school tomorrow. And I got to spend some time with some great friends last night.
:D
Anyway, I'm considering doing home-schooling next semester...just to see how it goes. I always thought I wanted to, but never had the guts to leave my social life at school.
haha...




peace.

"Life's like...

an hour glass glued to the table."
-Anna Nalick

So today was not a very good day. Allyse is having jaw surgery and won't be back at school until after Christmas break!
:(
AND, one of my best friends' best friend's dad passed away this morning. It was very sad to hear, because he was like a second father to this friend of mine. And I know the girl, so it was just even sadder. He had pancreatic cancer, but had been improving, until last week...it just really makes me sad. So two of my best friends weren't at school today. I had a Pre-Calculus HP test today that I think I did okay on, I also had a Spanish IV test, and the History test was today...I still have two papers due tomorrow, neither of which are done.
:/
One of them is more than halfway done, though! :)
Tomorrow I'm going over to Allyse's house after school and I'm going to surprise her and make a smoothie for her...because her mouth has to be wired shut for quite some time! I may as well serenade her while I'm there...hahaa...
Also, for Thanksgiving break Julie (other best friend who wasn't at school today) was going to come to Souther California with my family and me to go on college tours and Knott's Berry Farm and all that good stuff, but now she's not coming because the wake is during the week. I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit bummed just because now my little sister and I are going to bicker the entire time...ulch. Plus, I think it would be more fun having a friend to share all those moments with rather than family, but I"m absolutely not complaining!!! I TOTALLY understand that she would rather stay for the wake and I'm okay with that.
:)
SO I called another friend to see if they would actually be able to come with such short notice, but she already has plans..
:(
Anyway, I guess it has turned into another family vacation...Allyse was supposed to come too, but she had to go and have her surgery!
haha...I know it's out of her hands...
So I have to do one of my papers on Jefferson Davis, and I'm really not feelin it. I would choose math over English or History ANY day. Math can only have one correct answer. I don't have to interpret anything or do anything "in my opinion." I either do it right, or wrong. Cut and dry. It's that simple. For every problem there is an equation. Nothing that you have to read and analyze or comprehend, or know about literary devices and all that jaz.

Okay, really need to be doing homework.
ciao!




peace.

People just have...

talent.

And it never ceases to amaze me!

Example.  My older sister is a graphic design major and this is what she does (actually, it's more like what I make her do, but, you know, it's all the same...)

She goes into her class and comes out with cool little pictures with effects and whatnot to promote my music!  This is the most recent work of hers, and I think it'd be an AHHHHMAAAHHHHZING album cover...that's right.  I've got big dreams.

Now, I think that's just magnificent, because I know I could NEVER do anything NEAR something as incredible as that!
Anyway, I had something else to say, but then we ate dinner and go, figure, I forgot!
So, I'll write soon! Or maybe not, because I have two papers due tomorrow...
:/


peace.

"I change my mind...

...that's what it's for."

-Eric Hutchinson

Hahaha...that is so true.  Hey, guess what! I only have two more days left in my HECKtic week!

:D

Tomorrow Cornell notes are due for chapter 14 and 15, along with the test...that should be interesting...oh!  I have to remember to take the online prep-test becacuse he usualy uses three or four questions from there, and hey, that's three or four questions!

:)

I also have my Pre-Calc test tomorrow on chapter 3!

ohhhh my goodness, if you could see my book!  I have post-it notes comin out of the yin-yang on that thing! Only because this section is all about choosing the correct equation for the problem and solving for the unknown variable...it just takes a long time to solve for it.  Gee, that sure did sound a lot easier reading back over it than actually doing it!

haha...I need to get at least a 45 out of 50 in order to get an A in the class.  I think it's a lot harder to get an A in a class when you have a B.  Because you're SO close, you have to only get A's in order to raise it to an A, because it's all about averaging...if you score lower than your percentage in the class, your grade drops a little. And if you score higher, your grade raises by what seems to be the smallest decimal possible.

>.<

You know what annoys me?

When people talk smack about someone you care about right in front of your face.  It REALLY gets to me...yes, continue reading for an example:

At my little sister's soccer game on Sunday, I was sitting a little further away from the field because I had our dog and I didn't want to disrupt anyone with him.  So I'm sitting there watching the game, and all of a sudden these two moms from the other team walk up in front of me to watch the game.  As if blocking my view wasn't enough, they proceeded to talk about how "physical this team is"!  PUUHHH-LEEEAAASE.  If you don't want your kid getting banged up, don't sign them up for competitive sports (my little sister is in a competitive league).  Then, one of my sister's teammates bumped or tripped or did something to one of the other players and these moms go, "OHHH!!! Come on!!!" and they did the little turn around/couple-paces thing as they rolled their eyes.  Of course the referee did not make a call because you have to be aggressive if you want to stand a chance in this game.  Then later, their team had the ball in our eighteen box (that means they're getting ready to shoot for those of you who don't know), and we have a defender who is in the process of stealing the ball away and carrying it up the sideline of the field.  BUT, the other team's player decides that since she can't beat her, push her with two hands in the back!  It was really obvious.  Now, let it be known that I'm not complaining about the push.  I'm complaining about the reaction to the push.  The referee called it a foul and the two (now semi-sunburned) moms go UP. IN. ARMS.  "Ohhh, come. on.  What about that shove over here?!?!"  And you know what I REALLY REALLY REALLY wanted to do?  I wanted to explain to them that because your team now has a scoring opportunity created directly from that blatantly obvious shove, it is a foul.  She made it impossible for our player to defend her goal...and that is her job as a DEFENDER...do ya get it now?!?!?

Now, of course I most certainly did not say that, but boy oh boy, let me tell you!  It took every ounce of self control and frustration containment inside of me not to lash out on those two.  That's not even the end of it...one time our player went down.  I didn't see exactly what happened but I don't trust Momzilla and the Lochness Momster with their commentations.  Once again, the whistle was blown and we got a free kick.  Momzilla walked over to the sideline to ask a fellow parent what had happened only to return, eyes rolling, to say in a "gee, that's a surprise, let's just get all upset about something our child wants to do" voice, "Pshh...she TRIPPED on the ball...yeah! She tripped on the ball.  hm!"  Seriously?  Okay.  Way to set a great example for your children and getting all attitude-y on everybody for something that you absolutely cannot control.

Anyway, I've been needing to vent that, and I feel so much better.  There's more to the story, but I don't feel like typing anymore.  I'm tired.

On the bright side: 4 days until the first day of break!!!

:D

peace.