Showing posts with label Sisters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sisters. Show all posts

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Random Things, Dress Code, and Recent Events

(Sorry, I am breaking this up into a few unrelated sections, stay with me. I will do the writing in different colors and break up the stories with "~~~" so you can know when I am moving on...)

To start off, here is another quote, which was written in a persuasive essay from my mom to Taylor and was one of the foot notes(don't ask, it's a long story). It was the reference for a fact that she completely made up and said, "I made this up, but if I post it on the Internet, it might make it true." This may or may not be a true quote, but it was funny... and kind of true, people would believe that dancing will lower DUIs and higher ACT scores if you posted it online.


 I just read a few of my posts, wow I have changed, and those memories came back. Funny how you can forget the order events take place, or forget that one week you hated the world and everyone in it. In one of the posts it spent half the time talking about bagels (even though I actually don't like bagels); in another it hints that something bad happened, but I never actually say what happened; in still another I got to see when I was still figuring out blogger and half my blog was highlighted white and the other half was gray. 


Someone told me I should follow up on my "conforming to nonconformism" post this week, but I don't know quite how. I could elaborate on details, but that seems a tad redundant, so I think I might just move on. I have been worrying about what I could say more on Nonconformism, but most of it is just dark and useless, plus a little weird usually.

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I wanted to post a little on how stupid the school dress code is, and how it is not enforced well. This week was the THIRD time I have gotten in trouble for clothing, and it was pretty stupid. First let me explain that I have worn shorts to school that have gotten some kind of comment like, "have you gotten in trouble for your shorts yet?" from several people. Shorts are okay I guess, but my shirts aren't. I have worn the same kinds of shirt for a while and not gotten in trouble. Shirts that have holes or a translucent cardigan over it, and never gotten in trouble. They are never provocative or suggest anything bad; and to be honest, they seem a lot better to me than the skirts I see some girls wear that show their underwear clearly. They are defiantly better in my mind than the very provocative shirts I see some girls wear. They can wear things that I don't even feel comfortable seeing them in, and I don't have issues with people wearing almost nothing. How is it that I can wear something that shows a little bit of my back and get in trouble, but someone can wear a shirt that shows their chest and is low cut and not get in trouble. This year is the first time I have gotten in trouble. The funny part is that is is always like a long sleeve shirt with a high neck line, but it somehow doesn't fit dress codes.


The dress codes allow for some people to slip under the radar and wear whatever they want, but get other people in trouble who aren't causing any problems. You can wear a tube too to school with a jacket over it and it is fine, but my sleeves need to be longer because you can see part of my shoulder under my jacket? There is a girl who I see that wears shirts where you can see her shoulders but she doesn't get punished for it. 


I saw a nice looking girl in the office getting in trouble for a hole in her jeans, but she shouldn't be, the jeans looked fine. The dress code is not fair, if you are going to have a strict dress code that is one thing, but you can't let some people slip under the radar, especially if they wear something like that every day. It is stupid and makes no sense. It is like police pulling over someone who is going a mile over the speed limit because they haven't met their ticket quota for the day, but they let a speeding car going 20 miles over go by and don't notice a thing.

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I haven't said much about my week recently, so I am going to try and say something about what has actually been going on. Last month I met my new BFF Emma, she is friends with a girl from swim named Jacky, and she is really nice, so now we are going to be BFFs we decided. She is going to be a Lancer next year too, so I am starting to get excited about High School. I really hope we have classes next year and are friends.


Last weekend my sisters had an ice skating show. Adrienne (who is 10) had a solo, which means that now she is one of the older girls. She was so excited and I think she had a lot of fun. She did a group number called Black and White and a solo called Yellow. She looked amazing, she can do some really cool spins and almost has her axel I think. Getting your axel is a huge deal, there are two main groups of people, the older girls who have it, and the girls who don't, Adrienne is about to make the leap and become one of the girls that has it. She looked so good in her solo and was really happy, which is great.


Eliza (who is 7) had her group dances, and she looked great too. Her dances were Little Red Riding Hood and Elephant Walk or something like that. After the show everyone got to swim, and there I met Jane. Jane is going to be a Lancer next year too, and I have met her before, but have talked to her very little. She was really friendly and nice to me even though she didn't really know me. Meeting new people is making me more excited to go to high school.


Taylor and I have hardly any classes together, but we still see each other after school. Her sister loves to hate me. Her sister walked up to my locker this week just to tell me that I was stupid. She also tells me on a regular basis that no one likes me, and Taylor is just my friend because she feels bad for me. She always pushes me, so taylor tries to walk between us, which just means more Taylor gets hurt when her sister tries to shove me. Her sister also full on body slammed me on friday... I am going to miss school and Taylor's little sister always finding some cleaver way to insult me.

I am going to miss my teachers a little next year. Nothing like walking into a class two minutes late and having the teacher look at you, notice you don't want to talk about it, then just go on and not say a word about you being late (this teacher makes it a big deal when you are late). Also, it seems like my teachers this year know me more than any other year. My teachers know my personality and it is going to be kind of sad to leave them all. I know they don't really care usually, but I think a few of them took notice of me. English will never be as fun as it was this year because there is no guarantee I will have Taylor in my class and a teacher that is okay with people having fun in class as long as they get their work done.


One more week, plus the last week that doesn't really count, and it is all over. I am on the fence between sad and excited. I actually like school right now, not all of it, but some of it! On the other hand I am ready to move on, done with some of the people there. I am sure all of the people in my grade feel somewhat similar to this at one degree or another.



Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Nurture vs Nature

"People say we have so much in common: You're amazing, and I am amazed by everything you do." 
-Patty Fiasco (All of those lines that resonate have me thinking about quotes, so I thought I'd share the one that has been stuck in my head all day.)

Ok, at swim yesterday I hurt my thumb. Well, it wasn't just my fault, because I had to lead lane lines (which is like the worst job ever) and the guys helping reel the lane lines in wouldn't listen. I was in a hurry and was getting frustrated, and I was about to just give up and make the only guy (let's call him Luke) listening lead them for me, but I decided I might as well just finish or wait until I got a little more annoyed. When I was making this decision the lane line got stuck and I told them to stop so I could fix it. I was fixing it and suddenly they decided to start reeling again... as fast as they could. The lane line jolted when they started reeling again and suddenly something went under my nail, it was either the slide you have to use to take them out or the wire holding the lines together. Either way, it hurt  a lot, and when I looked at it it was bleeding and hurt more than you would think it might. I made Luke finish up after that.

When I got home I was thinking about it, and I decided if it looked really gross today that I would go up to Luke and try and gross him out. I realized that only I do that, most people don't go up to random people and try to freak them out. Who else does that often? Migi. It took me a second, but she does that exact same thing. Migi is in seventh grade and tries to freak people out a lot, maybe more than me. She will go up to me in the hall and start talking to me, or yelling, or start introducing me to her friends. Once she saw one of my friends in the hall and yelled, "WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!" She also tells me that my friends are freaks, and that I am a freak for liking my friends, because they are freaks. She is very competitive and feisty, and she does things that no one else does.

She was on the cruise with me during spring break, and on the plane trip to california we had the same flight. At the airport she came up to me and said "Look at my thumb! I cut it yesterday, see how gross it looks?!" She said it about the same way as I say that when I hurt myself and it looks gross. What she does sometimes is freakishly similar to what I do, and I don't even see her everyday. What is strange is the fact that I don't see her everyday, so it's not nurture. We don't live in the same house with the same parents or siblings, but we are similar. When Adrienne acts the same kind of way I do I can say that she is used to seeing me do that, Migi however probably doesn't even remember living with me ever.

So how much of your personality is nurture and how much is nature? With Migi I notice a lot of similarities to me, but I also notice similarities to Roo. Roo is the same age as me and lives with Migi. How ever inaccurate this may be, I take it as a little sample of nurture vs nature. See, I am the one (between Roo and me) who is more likely to yell randomly and try to scare people; but Roo is the one who tells everyone (Okay, usually tells me) that they are (or I am) a freak.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Copper Cup

My favorite quote of the day is, "It was funny when you were talking to yourself for no reason," by Eliza. I have no topic that I am overly passionate to talk about right now, so I will tell you about the craziness of right now. Copper Cup is coming up in awhile, and it is really taking a toll on my house. Copper Cup is this huge ice skating competition that, through a strange turn of events, my mom and her friend now have to run on their own pretty much.

Before last year Copper cup was run by some lady, but last year she decided a little too late that she hated the Bountiful Rec. center, so she quit. Don't ask me how my mom got put in charge, but she did. After Copper Cup was over last year my mom said she would never do it again...But here we are again, and here she is running it. 

Last year my mom got put in charge of Copper Cup, and it actually ended up really good. Bountiful has an Olympic Medalist that skates with them, which helps in a lot of ways. The skater's name is Jozef Sabovcik, but everyone just calls him Jumpin' Joe. He does backflips and is 47 or 48 years old. He is the only 40-somthing man I know who can pull of skinny jeans and long hair. He is just really awesome. Here are some videos of him, I didn't see one of him at the Bountiful Rec. Center immediately, but here are some other ones. The one that has yellow spot lights on him is from 2009 and he does a backflip and some really cool spins. He doesn't really do any jumps besides his backflip in it, so I got you another one that has jumps in it. It is from 1997 and is a a US open competition I think. It shows some good jumps and two backflips (Plus his five year old son, who is pretty adorable). The 1996 one is the one with a close up of him in a blue shirt, and it has commentators, so it tells you more about him. I was going to just tell you were to go to see the backflips, but it is pretty awesome, and your just going to have to see his other jumps I guess.

Back to the story! Last year for Copper cup Joe got some foreign skaters to come. They were from Austria and they looked pretty awesome.

I was going to tell you about all of the day of Copper Cup drama, but my mom says I need to be done, so I will summarize it very quickly.

The day of Copper Cup my parents asked me if I wanted to go, and I was tired and it was early, so I said no. A while later my dad called about something, and he had to come home to pick it up or something. After I was done talking to my dad my mom called and told me that Rachel (Adrienne's skating friend's sister) really really wanted me there. Rachel is about 12 or 13, and she is really cute. She is shy and she never really talked to me, so I didn't think she noticed me at all, but I guess she did.

Since Rachel wanted me there a whole lot it sounded like, I hurried and got ready and went to the rink when my dad came to pick something up. When I got there I was assigned to sell stuff.

Rachel and I got to sell like flowers, stuffed animals, tee shirts, and Jamba Juice. It was a long time with not a lot to do, so I finally got to talk to Rachel. She was just as quiet as she always was at first, but she loosened up after a while and was really funny.

Skaters came by once in a while, and they had an air of "I am better than you" about them sometimes. One girl acted a little too much like a teenager for me, like acting too cool for Rachel and me. When I saw my mom I told her this and I guess the girl is actually really sweet and nice, she just wanted to look grown up because I was a year or two older than her.

Another skater was acting like Rachel and I, although more Rachel, were lower class citizens or something. She thought she was all cool because she actually skates, we were just there to sell stuff and because our sisters skate. It didn't really bother me too much until I saw how much it bothered Rachel. This girl knew that I was older than her, but Rachel was about the same age, so it was easier to boss Rachel around. Rachel got sick of it and said very matter-of-factly, "Well, my mom, and her mom set this whole thing up." That statement got us some instant credit and made the girl stop it for a second.

There were some nice skaters, the one who acted like a teenager was actually nice, too, I just judged her before I knew that she was nice. Besides the nice skaters and the Jamba Juices there were some other perks. One of the perks was Rachel and I got to go into the Judges' room. The room had snacks galore and we looked important being able to go in there (although I had to tell some people that my mom set this up and she told me to go in there, a few times).

We also had hours of nothing to do. We ended up doing a lot of weird trying to sell the stuffed animals, and by the end of the day we had named two of them. We found these two cows that were shaped like spheres. They made me laugh because they reminded me of Angry Birds. We named them Pig 1 and Pig 2. By the end of the day Rachel realized that just because I was a little older than her didn't mean I was better or super mature. The stuffed animals we didn't sell went back into storage, but we made sure to keep Pig 1 and Pig 2 were they wouldn't be lost, but so they wouldn't be sold either.

Now Rachel and I are not like super close because I rarely go to skating practice, and I think she is the same way, but I think we are friends. She has pet bunnies, and once she brought them to the rink.... Now that I think about it, the only time I go to the rink is if she wants me to, or if her mom says she's going to bring pets or something.
There is a lot more I could say about skating (it is more interesting than you think, kind of like a soap opera meets sit-com), but I have to go to bed. Maybe I'll talk about skating another time, but for now, goodnight happy next week starting tomorrow!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Cruise

Sorry, I haven't posted for a few weeks, but I will make up the 500 words from last week and this week (as if anyone really cares and counts, but you get the point). So, you wanna hear about the Disney Cruise? I can practically hear your excitement at the idea, so I will not keep you waiting any longer.

This spring break my whole extended family went on a cruise ship for the week. First thing you should know to understand the weird dynamics is there are only four people per cabin. My family has five people in it, so I stayed in a cabin with my cousins and great aunt. The exact people in it were my great aunt April, my cousin Roo, my cousin Serena, and me. April was pretty quiet, she was just chill throughout the week, but I really like her, she is funny and really easy going. Roo was who I was excited to room with because she is really funny, and she knows it. Part (okay, most) of what makes her funny is how funny she thinks she is. She will say something kind of funny thing, then exclaim. "I am so funny," or, more commonly, "I am a comedian!" She always says comedian really funny, so it is hard not to laugh. The first night at dinner Roo and I sat diagonally across from each other. She started out dinner by staring at me until I started laughing. Now, I laugh pretty easily, and Roo is the master at making me laugh without saying a word. She  looks at me and says something like, "Tickle, tickle, tickle!" and I will start laughing so hard it is a little bit rediculus. Usually looking at me is not going to make me laugh hysterically, but that night it did. By the time we got back to our cabin Roo was the one that was laughing so hard she looked drunk. The ship was rocking  lot, so she kept on falling, plus she kept saying that she was a comedian and laughing hysterically. We saw my four year old cousin on our way to the cabin and when we saw her holding a free beer card (don't ask me where it was from) Roo lost it completely and was just laying on the floor in front of an elevator laughing for a really long time.

On the first full day we were just at sea. Roo, Serena, and two of my other teenage girl cousins, Josie and Chelsea, wanted to suntan. I was a little slow with understanding what they were doing, and I didn't want to layout and suntan, so I kept a coverup on. I got bored with the suntanning, and after a while I fell asleep. I was bright red when I woke up and I was a little bit mad when I saw that they had all gone back inside. I went back to my cabin, and low and behold, who was there? That's right, the four who had totally just left. Only Josie looked a little bit embarrassed and she assured me they were going to come back and sorry they left me. I thought it was nice she said something, but I was still mad at the rest of them. They were heading off somewhere, and I decided not to follow. I fell asleep in the cabin and woke up only when someone came in. Either later that first day at sea or the next day we did a scavanger hunt that was one of the boat's organized activities. We won, but after we won we were all so hot we decided to go swimming, and when the swimming pool was like full to overflowing "we" decided to go tanning. I decided that I would go tan in front of the TV in our cabin, which worked out pretty well.

On the second day at sea I got in trouble at dinner because I guess Roo and I were distracting (although I think I may be the only one who had anything said to them...). The third day we were in Portia Vallarta (Sorry if that is bad spelling). While we were there most of my cousins and I went zip lining. Zip lining was a lot of fun, and after we were done we went to an outdoor restaurant like place where we got to swim, eat, play on the beach, and (you guessed it) sun tan some more! I didn't suntan nearly as much as Roo and the others because I don't want skin cancer and everyone was already making fun of my sunburn. (If you are going to suntan, don't wear a coverup, you may end up with some funky designs on your back.) My cousin/sister Migi and I spent a lot of time together that day and on the second day, so I spent a bit of time just talking to her in the shade. My sister Adrienne saw a snake sitting in a cage and asked me to hold it. I tried to say that I didn't want to ask one of the employees at the place we where at if I could, but she offered to come with me to ask and went right up to some guy and asked if I could. He told us to find the guy who took care of the animals, and when we did Adrienne told him I wanted to hold the boa constricter. It wasn't huge, but it was really cool. She took a picture of me, and after a minute everyone started to gather round us. My cousin/sister Rae asked to hold it next. After Rae held it Eliza (my 7 year old sister) wanted to hold it. It looked huge when Eliza held it, and everyone was amazed she was so brave. When the guy who takes care of the animals took it off Eliza's neck he tried to give it to Roo, who we now know is very un-okay with snakes.

My Grandma lives in Portia Vallarta, so I went and visited her while my cousins went shopping (she is my grandma not on their side). We had fun and I met this 11 year old girl who spoke almost no english. She knew a little bit, and I knew a very small amount of spanish, so we kind of talked, but mostly she did tricks in the pool and I gave her thumbs up. My dad speaks spanish so he translated a little, but we still didn't say a ton.

Later that day (the fourth day) we were at sea again. I don't know where to say this, since it happened all week, but I think here is as good a place as any to explain how a couple things worked. There were two four year olds on the trip, Trin and May. Rae and Trin live in Arizona, so they are close. May is living with Serena's family. Everyone wanted to hold and take care of Trin and May. Trin is used to undivided attention since she is so much younger than everyone, but May is the same way. They developed a little rivalry for attention and everyone thought it was so cute. I have never met May before, so I was very interested in her. Trin I know more, and she is a little more hyperactive. May is sweet and is very into cuddling and love. May will crawl on your lap and give you a kiss or hug you. Trin, if you try and hold her, will kick you in the jaw until you let her go. I am not saying that one is better than the other, but I do think it is a little sad that Trin got more attention sometimes, which made me have more of a chance to hold May.

The fifth day we went to Cabo San Lucas. Migi was at my side from the beginning of the say asking if this boy she knows named Lucas was really my friend's little brother. Migi likes to talk, but she seems to talk to me by arguing and insulting me. It is cute because I know that she really can't hate Lucas all that much if she happens to know what shirts he wears everyday. She also loves to hate one of my friends. She calls him names and says how stupid he is, but again, I don't think she hates him all that much if she loves insulting him every chance she gets.

In Cabo we went snorkeling. There where some cool fish and it was pretty awesome. There was this blue fish that I saw that was really cool, and some guy gave me and my uncle each a cracker which made the fish swarm around you. On the boat from where we were snorkeling back to the main island there was like an hour or so ride. I fell asleep on that, but it was nice.

Hey, I will finish this later, but I am tired, so goodnight.

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Okay! new post, and not even on Sunday night for once! So, hello there! How are you? Are you as excited for spring break as I am?! I guess it is good I am doing my post right now, because I am leaving tomorrow and I will NOT post over spring break... You wanna know why? I'm going on a cruise!!
On Friday I get to go to California, and get to go site seeing. Well, mostly site seeing on Saturday, but maybe some on friday. Then, on Sunday I get to go on a cruise ship! My whole extended family on by dad's side is going, and it is going to be SO FUN! I can't wait, because most of my cousins are around my age, and they are all pretty fun. The only thing I am not really excited for is Rae... Rae is my older sister, but she lives in Arizona. Don't think I am a bad person, because I mean who doesn't love their sister? Everyone fights with their siblings, that's natural, but it is not natural how Rae and I fight.

Rae and I don't get along, we never have. I think she is the only one who has made me angry enough to start swearing.. Like shouting swear words.. In the middle of the night... (But I was technecally quoting her, not actually making it up.) Anyways, that is what happened the last time I saw her, I also poured Sprite over her head, and was thanked or congratulated by many. (Not kidding, noone felt bad for her at all.) Rae and I can't spend more than ten or twenty minutes together without fighting, no exaggeration.

We ususally spend five minutes before we start fighting, which quickly turns into her smacking me across the head so hard I have to leave before anyone can tell how much it hurt. I think that she kind of hates me. I don't blame her, she runs away from her problems, and because of that she is kind of having a hard time, and everyone comparing us makes it harder to like me. See, I used to do everything she told me, but now I don't; this means that the only thing she ever gets about me is quotes like, "Skittles, thank you for being such a good role model for Migi, she needs someone to look up to, and Rae is not exactly who she should look up to." She wasn't there for that actual quote, but things like that happen a lot. Adults think they are complimenting me, but really they are just dissing Rae (although I think sometimes they might do that anyways). Poor Rae, I almost feel bad for her... No, I'm over it, she hates me and is super passive-agressive as well as violent to me. If you are reading this and thinking, "Actually Skittles, you are pretty violent yourself, you have no room to talk," then you are wrong, and right... I am more "violent" than most of you, but that is not to actually hurt someone, when Rae hits you, she expects to hear your skull crack, hear you cry, or see you bleed. Yes, sisterly love.
Anyways, I am way more excited for the cruise than I am dreading Rae, I can't wait! I will tell you all about it next week! (although it may be a little late.) AHHHHH!!! I can hardly contain myself!!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

This is What Midterms Does

NOTE: I understand that this was written when I was mad, so it's not exactly fair to everyone (okay, not fair to anyone), so I thought I should tell you that I love my family and we get along very well... just not the best when everyone is sick. I may have exaggerated some of this in my head, so it is not fair and don't quote me on it. I should not blog when I am upset I guess.
Wow, I did the whole thing for the falcon forum today, but I didn't publish it because I thought I might want to make some kind of change later. I left the computer because my family was watching a movie. My parents are both sick, so I made dinner. I decided to make BLTs, which are a bacon lettuce tomato sandwiches. Eliza, my seven year old sister, wanted to help, but got mad when I told her she was going to burn herself with the bacon. I didn't tell her not to make the bacon, I handed her a fork to flip it, but she ran away crying and told on me. Then she stomped back over for one last manifestation of her anger. After that she left and evidently got on the computer, and I guess no matter how much I tell her how she can open a new window she doesn't care or understand or something, because she exited out of what I was on and got onto some kind of barbie website. Meanwhile I made dinner.
As soon as dinner was ready everyone came in the kitchen. Here is about how it went:

Mom: Who's ready for dinner?
Dad: I don't know if I want to eat it. Oh, poor boy, (to my dog) do you need to go outside? The fire alarm is probably going to go off.
Eliza: It's too smoky in here. (covers her mouth and nose)
Me: Sorry, it's a little smoky in here, cause I made bacon. It's not that bad.
Dad: Except it's killing the poor dog.
Mom: If the fire alarm was going to go off, it would have by now, it's okay.

Dad: Isn't there anymore bread than this?
Me: No.
Dad: Why don't you check?
Me: I did. There is no more bread.
Dad: I am pretty sure there is. Check in the freezer.
Me: Okay.
...
Me: There is none in the freezer.
Mom: Are you sure? I thought there was...
Dad: Well you can make half a sandwich
Me: No. I don't want a sandwich it's okay.
Eliza: I don't want to eat this (Well I am not sure where exactly in the conversation she said that actually)
Dad:  There is no more tomato than this?
Me: No.
Adrienne (my 10 year old sister): I'm hungry mom, what should I eat?
...
(My mom is able to get up and come to the table)
Mom: You really got the brunt of making dinner didn't you Skittles? I'm sorry about that. Thank you for making dinner.
Dad: What do you mean?
Mom: Well she had to make dinner, then no one says thank you and everyone is negative
Dad: I don't think that's true
Mom: I don't want to eat this, it's too smoky in here. I'm hungry, this is gross, where is the bread? Aren't there anymore tomatoes? She spent time to make this and no one has said thank you or said anything nice about it. Thank you for this dinner.
Dad: I think it's also just how phrase it that's negative.
Mom: Do you want to say thank you too?
Dad: yeah, in a second.
Adrienne: Thanks, I like it.
Dad: Thank you, this is good.
Me: No problem. (grudgingly)

I am done today. That is my thesis statement. I am so done and ready to not be super stressed. I am done with finding my assignments and important websites closed out of because of a barbie game. I am ready for  spring break, so bring it on. I am so ready to have my constant headache gone for a while. There is so much to do it seems like, and I am not ready to do it right now. I really want to just relax and hang out with my friends, but I am too done to even worry about that. I don't want yet another person yelling at me and Allie because of their problems with who we invited. I just want to tell them that if it is such a big problem for them, why don't they not come, or better yet, why don't they do something about it so that it seems better to them. Yes, this is my rant today. Tomorrow it will all be good, I will be telling you that today was great, but for right now, I am a little bit ticked off (just in case you haven't noticed). Also, I do actually get along with my family, tonight was a bad example of how our household works. And now, I will end with a quote I heard today, "Sometimes God calms the water, sometimes he calms the sailor....And sometimes you swim." Life isn't perfect and sometimes you just have to stick it out. This week was a just stick it out week.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Long Week End Awesomeness

This week there was a long weekend, it was not just a three day weekend either, it was a four day weekend! I have done almost no homework over this long weekend too, so it has been pretty great. I actually have quite a bit of homework piling up, but I have been too busy to do it.

The beginning of the week was good, I was really excited the whole week for the weekend. I turned in the poem for the poetry contest we had to enter the Friday before last (wow, that sounds like Yoda, it is probably horrible grammar), and I admit I was stressing a little about it this week. The poem I wrote was very... personal I guess you could say. It wasn't like some deep thought about humanity, but I don't want anyone to see it. Mr. Thompson laughed when I gave it to him, but that may have been because I looked like I didn't want him to see it.

The week ended on Thursday and me and Allie decided to go see a movie with some swim friends on Thursday night. We went and saw The Muppets at Kaysville Theatre then went to this little fast food place we always go to after we go to the Kaysville Theatre. The movie was good, but I was tired, so it was a little boring. I liked after the movie though, when we were at the fast food place, because we all got to talk and just hang out.

My mom took me home, and she gave my friend a ride home too, but on the way she decided to go to the grocery store. I guess that friend didn't really mind having to go to Smith's to pick out pink ice cream, so it was okay. After I got home I had to help my mom decorate for Eliza's birthday.

Eliza is now seven. Her birthday was on Friday, and we had a very pink party for her. Our whole house was pink and covered in heart, it still is actually. We decorated up until her friends arrived, and it was a lot of work, well not for me, but for my mom it was. Her party was cute and great, lots of pink ice cream, pink cake, pink sugar cookies, and a few other pink foods.

After her party we went to dinner. I was in a hurry though, because Maddi invited me to her house. I got to her house and hung out for a few hours. There were a lot of other girls there, but I was sad when Taylor never came. It was really fun, and it was kind of a break from my normal group of friends.

Saturday came and I realized I really need to do my homework, so I decided to do some art stuff. I had studio art last semester, and there was always a huge assignment that I needed done ASAP, so when I didn't want to do my other homework I would work on art. I do not have art this semester, so that doesn't really work now, but my parents were gone, so there was no one to tell me to use my time to get one of the mountains of homework I have done.

After stalling several hours, I got a little bit done, but still not a lot. I did, however, decide to go to the mall with Allie, Jacky, and Bre. I have told you a little about Allie, but I haven't told you about the other two, so here it is: Jacky is really good friends with Allie, and Bre is one of my friends from school who is on the swim team.

We went to the mall, and I actually had a lot of fun. Allie is really fun to shop with, because she always has something to say. After Jacky and Bre went home, Allie and I talked a lot and it was really interesting to hear what she had to say. She is one person who is truly entertaining to talk to.

Shopping was probably my favorite thing this weekend, but it's hard to say. I liked having a full social calendar, because I really don't usually get to see my friends that much. Besides swim I have homework, and my friends do too, so hanging out is hard, but this weekend was a lot of fun.

Goodnight, happy long weekend! (There is still one more day of it, Hallelujah!)

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Cupcakes

If I ever offer you cupcakes... refuse immediately. It is in your best interest to just say no and not risk it. I say this for a few reasons, starting with the fact that I made cupcakes yesterday and today. (Although I am determined to NOT finish them today because I am too lazy, I may have ruined them beyond repair already, and I still can't work my oven) Yesterday my cupcakes were actually really good, but I promised one of my friends cupcakes at church today, then came home to find that there where no more left.

 My little sister Adrienne helped me make them yesterday, her job was to put the batter in the cups and turn on the oven and set the time for the oven and mix them... so pretty much everything after me putting the ingredients in. We didn't have enough frosting, so we were going to make some, but after I opened a bag of chocolate chips I decided some of the cupcakes needed chocolate chips in them. To be safe we left a third of them without, but it turned out really good. Adrienne frosted several of them and I frosted a few, but I had homework I was slacking off on and she had to go to bed, so only about half got frosted.

Turns out we shouldn't have frosted any, my parents came home and ate some of them, and Eliza and Adrienne and I had some, so today there weren't a ton left. I counted them and decided it was a safe bet to tell the girl at church that I made her cupcakes, but when I came home I found out that there were none left. My mom says that she HAD to eat them because she was too sick to go to church so yeah. But there are none left and I told someone I made her cupcakes, so I am now making a second batch.

The problem is that yesterday I made chocolate cupcakes, so now I want chocolate cupcakes again... but there is no chocolate cupcake mix now and I don't want to make them from scratch, so I made an experimental batch. I made half of the batch normal white cake, but I added cocoa powder and sugar the the second batch, so we will see if that worked out or not. I don't think it will, which is why it is good that there are some white ones.

P.S. About the frosting I had to make, it tastes not good. I do NOT know how to make frosting it turns out, yeah not a great surprise (well it won't be for my family when I frost some of the cupcakes with the gross frosting). Sadly I have eaten a lot of the gross frosting today, hoping each time I tried it that it would taste better... it didn't. I think that the frosting actually got worse over the day, because I tried to make it less thick and intense, so I added like sugar to make it sweeter, bad idea. Sugar makes frosting grainy, so even though powdered sugar makes frosting thick, just use powdered sugar and water, normal sugar makes frosting gross to eat. It actually doesn't taste as gross now, but it is less edible because the sugar did make it sweeter, but graininess makes all the sweetness pretty much useless, because who wants to eat grainy frosting? I don't, I guess my family will be the guinea pigs on whether or not it is as bad as I think it is.