I have a confession to make:
I am a perfectionist.
What? You already knew that? It's painfully obvious? Oh. Okay. That's cool, too XD
Being a perfectionist has its pros and cons. Unfortunately, it has mostly cons. As humans, we're always going to fall short of perfection, and beating ourselves up about it isn't a good way to live.
Sure, when you're a perfectionist you are always (well, mostly XD) striving to be perfect and do your best. That's a good, right? Doing your best? Absolutely! God calls us to do our best. He wants us to use our minds and bodies and talents to the best of our ability to serve Him. If we don't use our gifts, we're like the servant in the parable who buries the money he's entrusted with. That's really poor stewardship of what God has given us. So, doing your best is good.
But then there comes a point where it's just too extreme. And that's where I am most of the time. Lots of times, I get to the point where my line of thinking is "If I can't be perfect, I won't do it at all."
You can imagine how many things I've passed up, decided not to go for, chickened out of, and otherwise refused to try, all because I was afraid of failing. That's when perfectionism goes too far: when it stops us from trying things altogether, simply because we might not excel right at first.
Like all opposites, "perfection" and "failure" go hand in hand. You can't really know one until you've experienced the other.
Making mistakes is going to happen. Failure is going to happen. Failure twice at same thing will probably happen. The real honor is not in never failing, but in trying until you do get it right. That's not perfectionism, that's perseverance, and that's really twice as good!
Next time you're hesitating to try something, remind yourself that it's okay to fail. Perfectionism is for the temporarily lucky, perseverance is for the strong at heart.
“The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotion, spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who have never tasted victory or defeat.” ~ Theodore Roosevelt
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
My Daybook: Week 7
Yeah, I know it's not Saturday. But I didn't have anything to post about, and I wanted to, and Cavender reminded me that I haven't done this in a while, so...yeah.
Date: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Starting time: 11:25pm
Mood: happee
Outside my window: dark
I'm thinking: I'm happy, lols XD
I'm reading: "The Book Thief", "Witch and Wizard" and "The Hobbit". Yeah, I multitask. Sue me XD
I'm listening to: "Technicolor Phase" by Owl City. *shrug* It's on the Almost Alice album.
I'm wearing: a blue shirt, my "white midget-sweater thing", and black T-shirt pants. And a white hat XD
Yesterday, I: schewel. But it didn't suck.
I'm excited for: Uhmm...Dance tomorrow! :D And maybe seeing Cavender Thursday...
I'm sad because: I'm not XD
I'm hungry for: Green mint chocolate chip ice cream. Or cookie dough ice cream.
The song stuck inside my head is: "Her Name is Alice" by Shinedown. 'Cause I'm listening to that.
I want: Summer, and to think of something interesting to do in two days.
I love: warm weather. It's supposed to be 85 where I live on Friday :D :D :D :D :D :D
I loathe: ...I don't know.
This week, my goal is: to work hard in school
Ending time: 11:36pm
Date: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Starting time: 11:25pm
Mood: happee
Outside my window: dark
I'm thinking: I'm happy, lols XD
I'm reading: "The Book Thief", "Witch and Wizard" and "The Hobbit". Yeah, I multitask. Sue me XD
I'm listening to: "Technicolor Phase" by Owl City. *shrug* It's on the Almost Alice album.
I'm wearing: a blue shirt, my "white midget-sweater thing", and black T-shirt pants. And a white hat XD
Yesterday, I: schewel. But it didn't suck.
I'm excited for: Uhmm...Dance tomorrow! :D And maybe seeing Cavender Thursday...
I'm sad because: I'm not XD
I'm hungry for: Green mint chocolate chip ice cream. Or cookie dough ice cream.
The song stuck inside my head is: "Her Name is Alice" by Shinedown. 'Cause I'm listening to that.
I want: Summer, and to think of something interesting to do in two days.
I love: warm weather. It's supposed to be 85 where I live on Friday :D :D :D :D :D :D
I loathe: ...I don't know.
This week, my goal is: to work hard in school
Ending time: 11:36pm
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Church vs. Building
Trick question: is this a church?
No. It's not. This is a church:
Lots of times, people get confused about this. What is church? It's not the building, it's the people. When God talks about "the church", he is not talking about four walls, but the Christians who meet in them.
Why is this an important distinction? You know, I'm not a Bible scholar. Not even close. But I'm going to take a stab at this. I think it has something to do with focusing on the spiritual rather than the worldly. People get distracted when they care more about the building than what God's doing in peoples' lives.
Having a place to meet is great, but often people mistake the building itself to be holy. That's not true. It's just a building. Four walls with tons of chairs, a couple of bathrooms and sound equipment. It doesn't matter how fancy or expensive or state-of-the-art your building is. The important thing is the church--the people! The love and friendship and spiritual growth and wonderful things God is doing.
This distinction between the Church and the Building has always been very clear to me and most of the kids at my church. Why? Because we've moved a lot. Until very recently, my church has never owned real estate, and our pastor didn't want us to. We've met in ten different locations over the last ten years, but our church has always been the same, no matter where we were meeting.
Places We've Met
- My house
- The school cafeteria
- A nursing home
- The school gym
- Another church building (the church met on Saturdays, so they let us use it on Sundays)
- The new building of that church ^
- Matt and Katie's house
- A humongous garage
- The Long House
- The new building, "Connection Point"
Today, my church packed up all its chairs, tables, shelves, music stands, paper towels, trashcans and couches and moved out of the Long House and into Connection Point. Who moved all the stuff? The Church. Not the building, but the amazing people in it. Today seemed like a good day to remind everyone what's what. Jesus commanded us to go and make disciples, not build million dollar buildings with elevators and fancy carpet.
Just keep that in mind. As always, Jesus doesn't care about putting on a show or having a building, he cares about our hearts, he cares about the people, he cares about the Church.
No. It's not. This is a church:Lots of times, people get confused about this. What is church? It's not the building, it's the people. When God talks about "the church", he is not talking about four walls, but the Christians who meet in them.Why is this an important distinction? You know, I'm not a Bible scholar. Not even close. But I'm going to take a stab at this. I think it has something to do with focusing on the spiritual rather than the worldly. People get distracted when they care more about the building than what God's doing in peoples' lives.
Having a place to meet is great, but often people mistake the building itself to be holy. That's not true. It's just a building. Four walls with tons of chairs, a couple of bathrooms and sound equipment. It doesn't matter how fancy or expensive or state-of-the-art your building is. The important thing is the church--the people! The love and friendship and spiritual growth and wonderful things God is doing.
This distinction between the Church and the Building has always been very clear to me and most of the kids at my church. Why? Because we've moved a lot. Until very recently, my church has never owned real estate, and our pastor didn't want us to. We've met in ten different locations over the last ten years, but our church has always been the same, no matter where we were meeting.
Places We've Met
- My house
- The school cafeteria
- A nursing home
- The school gym
- Another church building (the church met on Saturdays, so they let us use it on Sundays)
- The new building of that church ^
- Matt and Katie's house
- A humongous garage
- The Long House
- The new building, "Connection Point"
Today, my church packed up all its chairs, tables, shelves, music stands, paper towels, trashcans and couches and moved out of the Long House and into Connection Point. Who moved all the stuff? The Church. Not the building, but the amazing people in it. Today seemed like a good day to remind everyone what's what. Jesus commanded us to go and make disciples, not build million dollar buildings with elevators and fancy carpet.
Just keep that in mind. As always, Jesus doesn't care about putting on a show or having a building, he cares about our hearts, he cares about the people, he cares about the Church.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Cinderella's Fairy Godmother
Thanks for following, Shruti and Milly-Mischief (sorry, I couldn't find a link to your blog)! New followers always shock and delight me :D
I'm not supposed to be be back FULL-KENDRA-FORCE until Easter, but I feel pretty good today and decided to post. (It's warm and sunny again. I'm definitely seeing a pattern.)
Judging by the poll over there, y'all would like to hear more about my life. I can do that. Here's what's been happening with me lately:
Church.
School.
Classical.
Dance.
Stress.
Cleaning.
Repeat.
And TA-DAAAAAA!
Yeah. Now you know why I haven't been posting much.
No, I could probably turn some specific instances in my life into real posts. That might actually be good. I'll do that. That is, I will after Easter when I feel like putting legit energy into this blog XD
But then, according to the omniscient poll , you're also interesting in my writing. Hmm >:D
I think I've posted this before, but it's a short story I wrote for school last year called "Cinderella's Fairy Godmother".
“Oh no!” cried Cinderella, her bright blue eyes widening. She watched as her cruel Stepmother shut the door, locking Cinderella in her attic bedroom. Cinderella ran over to the heavy wooden door and yanked on the handle. “Please! Let me out! Let me out! The grand duke will be here any minute with the glass slipper! Oh, you’ve got to let me out! Please!”
Of course, the Wicked Stepmother paid no attention to Cinderella. She slipped the key into her pocket and smirked in evil satisfaction as she walked down the winding stairs to the main part of the house. It was only a matter of time now before one of her real daughters would be a princess. Cinderella’s little glass slipper had to fit one of them. Deanna and Caroleena’s feet couldn’t be that much bigger.
“Girls!” she shouted when she got to the parlor. “Hurry up! The duke will be here soon!” The Stepmother sank tiredly into a chair. Being a selfish control-freak was exhausting.
Caroleena and Deanna charged into the room.
“Here we are, Mother!” Deanna announced in her bossy, nasally voice. “Is the duke here yet? Where is he?” Stepmother rolled her eyes.
“He isn’t here yet,” she snapped. “But we must be ready when he comes. We must conduct ourselves as true ladies. Remember, the poor duke has been traveling around the kingdom all night looking for the maiden whose foot will fit into the glass slipper. We must act with grace and poise.” Deanna nodded. Caroleena looked baffled.
“We’re gonna poison the duke?” she gasped.
“Poise, not poison, you idiot!” Deanna sneered. Caroleena blinked.
“Oh,” she said. “I get it.” It was obvious that she didn’t. Stepmother sighed.
Now, Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother was watching stealthily and listening carefully from outside the window. She smiled to herself. She knew just what she was going to do. Then she sighed and shook her head. Being a Fairy Godmother was a tough business. Always helping others, never doing what you wanted, being selfless all the time. Where was the fun in that?? The Fairy Godmother shook her head harder to rid herself of such thoughts. No. She knew what she would do. She trotted off to get ready.
~~~
Bang, bang, bang! Came a knock on the door. The Wicked Stepmother leapt up from her chair.
“That’s the duke,” she said. Caroleena and Deanna stood up as well. “Be ready, my daughters. Remember what we talked about. Grace and poise.” She glided over to the door and opened it, revealing the duke and his large, walrus-like mustache.
“By order of the king, I am to try on this glass sl—”
“Oh, yes, yes, the slipper,” interrupted the Stepmother, stepping aside to let the duke pass. “Do come in.” The duke pulled at his mustache.
“Yes, of course,” he said, coming inside. He looked over his shoulder. “Come along, Ichabod.” A short, fat, bald man waddled after the duke, carrying the slipper on a purple pillow.
“Do sit down.” The stepmother motioned to some chairs. “These are my daughters: Caroleena and Deanna.”
“Hi,” Caroleena giggled.
“Good morning, your grace,” greeted Deanna. They both curtsied. Caroleena lost her balance and crashed into the tea table. The stepmother pursed her lips.
“So, your grace,” she said to the duke, stressing the word “grace” and giving Caroleena The Look. “How would you like to do this?” The duke blinked.
“Oh, well, yes, um, are these your only daughters and the only maidens of this residence?” he asked, clearing his throat. The stepmother pasted a smile on her face.
“Yes,” she answered. “This is it.” The duke gave a quick nod.
“Alright, then,” he said. “I’ll just try the slipper on them one at a time.” The stepmother nodded. The duke looked at the stepsisters. “Will one of you please come forward?” They both rushed at him as if they’d backed into a spear. The duke was so startled he fell back into the chair behind him.
“Poise,” hissed the stepmother through gritted teeth. Deanna regained her composure and folded her hands neatly. Caroleena just giggled and blinked. The duke recovered and motioned for Ichabod to hand him the slipper. He did. Caroleena kicked her shoe off and thrust her foot into the duke’s face, wiggling her toes.
“Oh, do me! Do me!” she cried. The duke gently pushed the frantic toes away from his nose.
“Yes, alright, my dear,” he agreed. “Just place your foot into the slipper there—” Caroleena did.
Well, sort of. She got her toes in, anyway. The rest of her foot didn’t even go into the shoe.
“It fits!” she cried. The duke blinked.
“Well, not exactly, my dear—”
“Does so!” Caroleena whined. “See??” She put her foot back up in his face. Deanna sniffed.
“Your foot isn’t even in the shoe, Carrie,” she snorted. “Only your toes.” Caroleena scowled.
“So? They’re toe shoes!” she snapped. The duke shook his head and removed the slipper.
“Next.” Deanna waltzed up to him and delicately slid her foot into the slipper. Well, nearly, anyway. Her foot was smaller than Caroleena’s, but it still stuck out the back end. She pushed her bottom lip out in a pout.
“No fair!” she whined. “Mother! Make it fit!” The stepmother’s nostrils flared.
“I don’t understand it,” she said to the grand duke, forcing a laugh. “It fit perfectly yesterday. Deanna does have a history of growth spurts, though. Perhaps—” The duke shoot his head and stood.
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” he said. “But the slipper just doesn’t fit either girl.” He put the shoe back on Ichabod’s purple pillow. “Thank you. We’ll be on our way.” He turned for the door.
Just then, a flash of blue light came from upstairs. Tiny footsteps pattered down the steps.
“Your grace!” came a sweet voice. “Oh, do, let me try the slipper on!” Cinderella appeared. The duke stopped abruptly and looked at the stepmother.
“You told me those two were the only girls here!” he protested. The stepmother forced a smile.
“Well, I thought surely you didn’t mean scullery maids, too—”
“Every maiden,” the duke insisted. He motioned to Cinderella. “Come, my dear, and try on the slipper.” Cinderella walked over and sat down. Ichabod trotted over with the slipper. But he didn’t make it. The stepmother tripped him with her cane. He flew head over heels and the slipper hit the floor and shattered. Everyone gasped. Cinderella scowled, which was quite out of character. She muttered something under her breath that sounded a great deal like “Bibbidi-Bobbidi Boo,” and there was a blue flash that came from the general area of her apron pocket. No one noticed either strange thing, though, because they were all preoccupied with the broken slipper.
“Oh no!” sobbed the duke. “Now we’ll never know! What will the king say?”
“I can help,” Cinderella cooed. She extracted something from her suspicious pocket. “I have the other slipper.” She did.
This brightened things considerably. The duke tried the slipper on Cinderella, and it fit. With much trumpet sounding and rejoicing, he led her out to the carriage to take her back to the palace to the prince. Caroleena and Deanna ran behind the carriage halfway to the palace until they both collapsed from exhaustion.
The prince was thrilled to see his mystery girl and they began planning the wedding at once. The prince showed Cinderella her grand room.
“It’s beautiful!” she cried. She looked at the prince with loving eyes. “May I have a minute?”
The prince nodded and left the room. The second he was gone, a blue flash of light exploded around Cinderella. When it faded, there stood the Fairy Godmother! She shook her head.
“It’s going to take me a while to get used to Cinderella’s shape,” she muttered to herself. She smiled in satisfaction. “I tricked Cinderella, changed myself into her form, and am going to marry the prince.” She nodded happily. “Finally. I’m doing something I want and getting out of that awful Fairy Godmother business.”
So, Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother married the prince instead. And no one ever really found out.
I'm not supposed to be be back FULL-KENDRA-FORCE until Easter, but I feel pretty good today and decided to post. (It's warm and sunny again. I'm definitely seeing a pattern.)
Judging by the poll over there, y'all would like to hear more about my life. I can do that. Here's what's been happening with me lately:
Church.
School.
Classical.
Dance.
Stress.
Cleaning.
Repeat.
And TA-DAAAAAA!
Yeah. Now you know why I haven't been posting much.
No, I could probably turn some specific instances in my life into real posts. That might actually be good. I'll do that. That is, I will after Easter when I feel like putting legit energy into this blog XD
But then, according to the omniscient poll , you're also interesting in my writing. Hmm >:D
I think I've posted this before, but it's a short story I wrote for school last year called "Cinderella's Fairy Godmother".
“Oh no!” cried Cinderella, her bright blue eyes widening. She watched as her cruel Stepmother shut the door, locking Cinderella in her attic bedroom. Cinderella ran over to the heavy wooden door and yanked on the handle. “Please! Let me out! Let me out! The grand duke will be here any minute with the glass slipper! Oh, you’ve got to let me out! Please!”
Of course, the Wicked Stepmother paid no attention to Cinderella. She slipped the key into her pocket and smirked in evil satisfaction as she walked down the winding stairs to the main part of the house. It was only a matter of time now before one of her real daughters would be a princess. Cinderella’s little glass slipper had to fit one of them. Deanna and Caroleena’s feet couldn’t be that much bigger.
“Girls!” she shouted when she got to the parlor. “Hurry up! The duke will be here soon!” The Stepmother sank tiredly into a chair. Being a selfish control-freak was exhausting.
Caroleena and Deanna charged into the room.
“Here we are, Mother!” Deanna announced in her bossy, nasally voice. “Is the duke here yet? Where is he?” Stepmother rolled her eyes.
“He isn’t here yet,” she snapped. “But we must be ready when he comes. We must conduct ourselves as true ladies. Remember, the poor duke has been traveling around the kingdom all night looking for the maiden whose foot will fit into the glass slipper. We must act with grace and poise.” Deanna nodded. Caroleena looked baffled.
“We’re gonna poison the duke?” she gasped.
“Poise, not poison, you idiot!” Deanna sneered. Caroleena blinked.
“Oh,” she said. “I get it.” It was obvious that she didn’t. Stepmother sighed.
Now, Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother was watching stealthily and listening carefully from outside the window. She smiled to herself. She knew just what she was going to do. Then she sighed and shook her head. Being a Fairy Godmother was a tough business. Always helping others, never doing what you wanted, being selfless all the time. Where was the fun in that?? The Fairy Godmother shook her head harder to rid herself of such thoughts. No. She knew what she would do. She trotted off to get ready.
~~~
Bang, bang, bang! Came a knock on the door. The Wicked Stepmother leapt up from her chair.
“That’s the duke,” she said. Caroleena and Deanna stood up as well. “Be ready, my daughters. Remember what we talked about. Grace and poise.” She glided over to the door and opened it, revealing the duke and his large, walrus-like mustache.
“By order of the king, I am to try on this glass sl—”
“Oh, yes, yes, the slipper,” interrupted the Stepmother, stepping aside to let the duke pass. “Do come in.” The duke pulled at his mustache.
“Yes, of course,” he said, coming inside. He looked over his shoulder. “Come along, Ichabod.” A short, fat, bald man waddled after the duke, carrying the slipper on a purple pillow.
“Do sit down.” The stepmother motioned to some chairs. “These are my daughters: Caroleena and Deanna.”
“Hi,” Caroleena giggled.
“Good morning, your grace,” greeted Deanna. They both curtsied. Caroleena lost her balance and crashed into the tea table. The stepmother pursed her lips.
“So, your grace,” she said to the duke, stressing the word “grace” and giving Caroleena The Look. “How would you like to do this?” The duke blinked.
“Oh, well, yes, um, are these your only daughters and the only maidens of this residence?” he asked, clearing his throat. The stepmother pasted a smile on her face.
“Yes,” she answered. “This is it.” The duke gave a quick nod.
“Alright, then,” he said. “I’ll just try the slipper on them one at a time.” The stepmother nodded. The duke looked at the stepsisters. “Will one of you please come forward?” They both rushed at him as if they’d backed into a spear. The duke was so startled he fell back into the chair behind him.
“Poise,” hissed the stepmother through gritted teeth. Deanna regained her composure and folded her hands neatly. Caroleena just giggled and blinked. The duke recovered and motioned for Ichabod to hand him the slipper. He did. Caroleena kicked her shoe off and thrust her foot into the duke’s face, wiggling her toes.
“Oh, do me! Do me!” she cried. The duke gently pushed the frantic toes away from his nose.
“Yes, alright, my dear,” he agreed. “Just place your foot into the slipper there—” Caroleena did.
Well, sort of. She got her toes in, anyway. The rest of her foot didn’t even go into the shoe.
“It fits!” she cried. The duke blinked.
“Well, not exactly, my dear—”
“Does so!” Caroleena whined. “See??” She put her foot back up in his face. Deanna sniffed.
“Your foot isn’t even in the shoe, Carrie,” she snorted. “Only your toes.” Caroleena scowled.
“So? They’re toe shoes!” she snapped. The duke shook his head and removed the slipper.
“Next.” Deanna waltzed up to him and delicately slid her foot into the slipper. Well, nearly, anyway. Her foot was smaller than Caroleena’s, but it still stuck out the back end. She pushed her bottom lip out in a pout.
“No fair!” she whined. “Mother! Make it fit!” The stepmother’s nostrils flared.
“I don’t understand it,” she said to the grand duke, forcing a laugh. “It fit perfectly yesterday. Deanna does have a history of growth spurts, though. Perhaps—” The duke shoot his head and stood.
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” he said. “But the slipper just doesn’t fit either girl.” He put the shoe back on Ichabod’s purple pillow. “Thank you. We’ll be on our way.” He turned for the door.
Just then, a flash of blue light came from upstairs. Tiny footsteps pattered down the steps.
“Your grace!” came a sweet voice. “Oh, do, let me try the slipper on!” Cinderella appeared. The duke stopped abruptly and looked at the stepmother.
“You told me those two were the only girls here!” he protested. The stepmother forced a smile.
“Well, I thought surely you didn’t mean scullery maids, too—”
“Every maiden,” the duke insisted. He motioned to Cinderella. “Come, my dear, and try on the slipper.” Cinderella walked over and sat down. Ichabod trotted over with the slipper. But he didn’t make it. The stepmother tripped him with her cane. He flew head over heels and the slipper hit the floor and shattered. Everyone gasped. Cinderella scowled, which was quite out of character. She muttered something under her breath that sounded a great deal like “Bibbidi-Bobbidi Boo,” and there was a blue flash that came from the general area of her apron pocket. No one noticed either strange thing, though, because they were all preoccupied with the broken slipper.
“Oh no!” sobbed the duke. “Now we’ll never know! What will the king say?”
“I can help,” Cinderella cooed. She extracted something from her suspicious pocket. “I have the other slipper.” She did.
This brightened things considerably. The duke tried the slipper on Cinderella, and it fit. With much trumpet sounding and rejoicing, he led her out to the carriage to take her back to the palace to the prince. Caroleena and Deanna ran behind the carriage halfway to the palace until they both collapsed from exhaustion.
The prince was thrilled to see his mystery girl and they began planning the wedding at once. The prince showed Cinderella her grand room.
“It’s beautiful!” she cried. She looked at the prince with loving eyes. “May I have a minute?”
The prince nodded and left the room. The second he was gone, a blue flash of light exploded around Cinderella. When it faded, there stood the Fairy Godmother! She shook her head.
“It’s going to take me a while to get used to Cinderella’s shape,” she muttered to herself. She smiled in satisfaction. “I tricked Cinderella, changed myself into her form, and am going to marry the prince.” She nodded happily. “Finally. I’m doing something I want and getting out of that awful Fairy Godmother business.”
So, Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother married the prince instead. And no one ever really found out.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Virtual Vacation
I may take a vacation from blogging , at least from "real" posts. I might still do some tags or awards, but I'm going to give blogging a rest. I still love it, and I'll come back soon, but I don't have a lot of fun stuff to say lately. I mean, I know I've had a couple of "good" posts, but for the most part it's been complaints or nothing. And like all moms say, "If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all." XD
I guess this is just a heads up; don't expect anything great XD I'm going to say that I'll be back for Easter for sure.
Hope everyone is having a good week!
I guess this is just a heads up; don't expect anything great XD I'm going to say that I'll be back for Easter for sure.
Hope everyone is having a good week!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Titles
The lovely Laura has awarded me! She holds a Modest Outfit of the Month contest on her blog, and the picture I submitted won. Awesome :D Thanks, Laura! You can see the post HERE.Hang on, lemme think of something interesting to post about.
Okay, I actually have several interesting ideas, but I'm really, really tired right now and I don't feel like putting that much brain into a post. Sorry.
My inspiration has somewhat carried over to today. I haven't written any more of the Random Story, but I came up with two cool book names. I have a list of titles that I think would be awesome for books. Now I just have to write books for all of them XD
Wanna see some of them?
No?
Oh. Okay.
...
...
...
Hah, admit it, for a second you thought I'd actually let that go. Tee hee, no such luck XD
I have a freaking ton, but seven of my favorites are...
1. California Rude
2. Black Christmas
3. Pride and Arrogance
4. The [Real] Difference Between Love and Loathe
5. The Intruder Letters
6. Maps of Life
7. The Wind Reign
Think they're any good? Possibly. Absolutely no fair stealing them. I play to write books to stick on the ends of all of them XD
Anyway, I'm very tired and I think I have an ear infection, so I'm done posting for today.
But, since you all practically begged for some "fun stuff like challenges" in the poll over there (-->), here's a challenge:
Come up with a book title. I don't care if you already have a book going. I don't care if you're not a writer. I don't care if a friend usually names all your stories (*cough* Gabby named my entire series *cough*). THINK OF A TITLE.
Oh, and tell me in a comment, cest vous plait?
Thanks :D
Monday, March 22, 2010
~Inspiration
Inspiration - arousal of the mind to special unusual creativity. From the Latin "spiro", meaning "breathe".
I honestly think I'd forgotten what it felt like. That feeling when you have to write. When all the sudden you've met someone new in your mind. When the world seems like such a perfect place to base a novel. When you feel that special wheel in your mind start turning. When your usually ADD mind is immediately focused. When all the sudden, you feel inspired.
In my experience, there are two kinds of inspiration: the kind you can act on, and the kind that just drives you insane.
Sometimes when you feel the urge to write, you know what you want to work on. All the sudden you have a brilliant idea about how to get the girl out of the dungeon, help the boy finish his sword, or encourage the purple giraffe to try parasailing. Sometimes all you know is that you want to write something with this new character you've just "met" or that your story needs to include walking through a field of daisies.
But then, there's that maddening sort of inspiration where you don't know what to write. Your spirits are soaring, your fingers are itching to fly across the keyboard, you feel light and happy and excited and you just have to write...what?
I absolutely hate that feeling where you just might die if you can't write something, but you haven't the slightest idea where to start. It's even worse if you honestly try to put something down, but it just doesn't feel right. Doesn't it just make you want to shake your brain?
As soon as I have some advice on how to tackle that, I'll get back to you.
This morning, I experienced the first kind of inspiration. The good kind. I think it has a lot to do with the awesome weather we've been having.
I didn't spring (ha, pun) into action with an amazing new chapter to add to Mirror or anything, but I sat down at the computer and opened the document I wanted to work on. I wrote about twenty-five hundred words that I actually like. That really isn't all that much, but it's more than I've written in a long time. Actually, I have a confession to make:
Until the past couple of days, I haven't written a single word of fiction since December.
DECEMBER. As in LAST YEAR.
Can you believe that? I couldn't believe it myself at first, but when I did the math, that's what I came out with. I even double-checked (which is more than I can say for my algebra).
Anyway, today has been pretty good. Inspiration this morning, inspiration this evening, and it looks like I'm going to finish this week's school work ON TIME for a change.
Things fell into a black hole awfully fast last week, but it looks like things are starting to look up just as quickly.
Life is a highway? I don't think so, Rascal Flatts. More like a freaking roller coaster. A roller coaster paved with worries, fears, laughs, good ol' days, irritation, and occasional inspiration.
And a heckuvalotta school work.
Enjoy your weather, and I hope you get hit with inspiration this week--the good kind!
I honestly think I'd forgotten what it felt like. That feeling when you have to write. When all the sudden you've met someone new in your mind. When the world seems like such a perfect place to base a novel. When you feel that special wheel in your mind start turning. When your usually ADD mind is immediately focused. When all the sudden, you feel inspired.
In my experience, there are two kinds of inspiration: the kind you can act on, and the kind that just drives you insane.
Sometimes when you feel the urge to write, you know what you want to work on. All the sudden you have a brilliant idea about how to get the girl out of the dungeon, help the boy finish his sword, or encourage the purple giraffe to try parasailing. Sometimes all you know is that you want to write something with this new character you've just "met" or that your story needs to include walking through a field of daisies.
But then, there's that maddening sort of inspiration where you don't know what to write. Your spirits are soaring, your fingers are itching to fly across the keyboard, you feel light and happy and excited and you just have to write...what?
I absolutely hate that feeling where you just might die if you can't write something, but you haven't the slightest idea where to start. It's even worse if you honestly try to put something down, but it just doesn't feel right. Doesn't it just make you want to shake your brain?
As soon as I have some advice on how to tackle that, I'll get back to you.
This morning, I experienced the first kind of inspiration. The good kind. I think it has a lot to do with the awesome weather we've been having.
I didn't spring (ha, pun) into action with an amazing new chapter to add to Mirror or anything, but I sat down at the computer and opened the document I wanted to work on. I wrote about twenty-five hundred words that I actually like. That really isn't all that much, but it's more than I've written in a long time. Actually, I have a confession to make:
Until the past couple of days, I haven't written a single word of fiction since December.
DECEMBER. As in LAST YEAR.
Can you believe that? I couldn't believe it myself at first, but when I did the math, that's what I came out with. I even double-checked (which is more than I can say for my algebra).
Anyway, today has been pretty good. Inspiration this morning, inspiration this evening, and it looks like I'm going to finish this week's school work ON TIME for a change.
Things fell into a black hole awfully fast last week, but it looks like things are starting to look up just as quickly.
Life is a highway? I don't think so, Rascal Flatts. More like a freaking roller coaster. A roller coaster paved with worries, fears, laughs, good ol' days, irritation, and occasional inspiration.
And a heckuvalotta school work.
Enjoy your weather, and I hope you get hit with inspiration this week--the good kind!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Double Tagged
Today is going fine. Nothing really to report. I might go to Cavender's lacrosse game later. That should be interesting considering I know NOTHING about lacrosse XD (But at least I know about football, huh, Cavender? :P)
School is going a'ight. We're supposed to be starting our Lincoln-Douglas debate this week D: That's a one-on-one debate... Our teacher didn't explain it at all, and yet we're supposed to work on it this week...? Ugh, I'm confused and already stressed -_- And it's only day two. *sigh*
Well, I was tagged by Bleah Briann. This is a unique tag in more ways than one! This particular tag was created by Bleah, but part of the tag is to make your own. When you tag people, they will take your and then create one themselves. The people you tag will take yours, and make one of their own, etc. Here we go!
The Way I like to Say Hello:
In real life, just "Hey :)". In chats online, either "Hey" or "Hai" XD
Once Upon A Time...(finish the sentence):
...is no way to begin this story.
When I was five my favorite item was:
Hmm, I'm not sure if I had a favorite item then...Probably my dollhouse. I loved that thing. I still do!
What I like between two peices of bread best is:
Turkey and pepper.
When I grow up I want to be a/an:
WriterLawyerTeacherWifeMom. Oh yeah.
I like:
Summer, dancing, words, feeling free, being with my friends.
I really, really want:
Since "No school" is too obvious, I'm going to go with...I don't even know actually.
I desperately need:
Self-discipline.
If I could color my hair any color I would color it:
I don't think I would. I don't really mind my hair color, and if you color it you have to keep going to get it done...Not for me.
People often call me:
Weird :D XD
I'm terrified of:
Losing people. (Also spiders, food poisoning, and tapeworms XD)
The Way I like To Say Goodbye:
Talk to you later :)
Now I have to make a tag. Hmm. Let's see...
1. Do you believe the world will end in 2012?
Nope.
2. Which scares you more: things that happen outside your body (like falling off a cliff, getting punched in the face, a spider biting you, etc.) or things that happen inside your body (like diseases, emotions, ignorance, etc.)?
Definitely things that happen inside my body.
3. Briefly describe your life in ten years.
Hmm, I'll be 26. Mkay, if I am still planning to be a lawyer, I'll be just finishing up school. I sort of want to be married by then, but maybe not kids yet. It would be so hard to keep up with school and kids. Hopefully I'll still be writing. It would be cool to have a book published by then. I hope I'll have retained my love for words and imagination and am on the path God wants for me.
4. What do you think is the most power thing in the world, and why?
Words. Words are definitely the most powerful thing in the world in my opinion. Sure, friends, love, and compassion are big, but how are those things expressed? Lots of times, with words. You can persuade people to do the right thing with words. You can make a difference with words. You can spread knowledge with words. You can change the world with words. Words are the way people communicate, and without communication, where would anyone be?
5. What high-school stereotype would you put yourself in?
Either the weirdos or the normal kids. Definitely not running with the popular crowd, but not *quite* a nerd.
6. Why did you start blogging?
I was part of the Pen-Wielders' Guild, and I thought blogging would be interesting to do on my own. My class also started a blog, Students of Serendipity. I've always had lots of ideas floating around in my head, and I thought blogging would be the way to capture them all in one place.
7. What's your favorite animal at the zoo?
Lions. I heard one roar one time. That was AWESOME. It was just O.O So cool.
8. Gold or silver?
Silver.
9. Light or dark?
No such thing as darkness, just the absence of light.
10. Good or evil?
Without evil there couldn't be good.
Okay. *whew* Finished XD Now, you take my tag, do it on your blog, and make one of your own! I'll tag anyone who wants to do it XD Go for it. Can't wait to read your answers!
~Kendra
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Because I'm Just Narcissistic Like This
...and bored XD This is definitely one of the longest tags ever known to man (I got it off Gracie's blog), so don't feel the need to read it :D If you have as much free time as me, go ahead and do it, too.
Okay, who am I kidding? I don't have free time XD I'm procrastinating again. *sigh* Oh well XD I'm too tired to do anything academic.
1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?
Hmm. Either the dog-attack marks on my left hand, or the knee-gash I got at Safety Camp riding a bike... Oh, the irony.
2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?
A Jonas Brothers poster, a Narnia poster, and a Joe Jonas poster XD Heh. I used to really luv them. Now, I don't know what else to do with my wall...
3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?
I talk sometimes, that's it.
4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
A lot. I like pop if it has a good beat, and clever lyrics are the BEST. I really love stuff in a minor key. I like metal.
5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?
11:46 (or 47...)AM.
6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
I want a LOT right now. More than usual. But I'm gonna go with NO SCHOOL.
7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?
Some people.
8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION(S)?
My journals.
9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?
5'8" I think.
10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?
Yeah, if I feel trapped against a bunch of people I'm like, "KENDRA NEEDS TO BREATHE, PLEASE." XD
11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?
Not really, no.
12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?
Myself. (That's such a cop out XD)
13. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?
Losing people. I freeeeeeeeeeeaking hate that :'( Why does that always happen?? It never fails, you know, you get all close to people and...yeah. Lol, sorreh XD Never mind.
14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE GENDER?
It's never mattered to me.
15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF PROPOSING?
No where. I want the guy to propose, lol XD
16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?
I don't like either. Gimme a Coke.
FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?
Cheese.
18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Uhm...>.> I...I don't know!
19. FAVORITE COLOR OF ALL TIME?
Greeeeeeeeeeeen.
20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?
ILOVEGOLDFISH. Especially the flavor-blasted kind. Unless you meant an actual FISH. Then the answer is NO.
21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?
Hmm, I don't know what the first one would be. I've gotten a lot of gifts that have meant a lot to me.
22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?
Lols, of course ;)
23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?
My knees go back too far. I think it's gross and awkward-looking -_-
24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?
Taaaaaaaarget XD Lol, no, I don't actually care as long as it looks good and it's crappishly made.
25. FAVORITE ANIMAL?
Jaguar.
26. LIKE TO SING?
Only when no one is around. Then I LOVE it.
27. FAVORITE MOVIE?
Aladdin :D XD Or the Bourne Movies.
28. GAY, STRAIGHT OR BI?
Straight, thanks for asking -_-
29. HOW DO YOU FEEL?
Stressed, but a'ight XD
30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:
Five.
31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?
I'm a brunette, and I have to say we rule.
32. FAVORITE QUOTE?
I have lots.
33. FAVORITE PLACE?
I don't really have one.
34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?
Nope.
35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?
Brothers.
36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?
Uhm...OHWAIT. Did anyone else use to watch Zaboomafoo? Well, I met Chris and Martin Kratt XD
37. FIRST JOB?
Working practicums or babysitting.
38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?
Mwahahaha, yes. As far as clever ideas, I'm average. As far as disguising my voice...*evil laugh* I rock.
39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOULMATE?
Good question. I think it depends on what God's plan is.
40. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT?
Writing.
41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?
Nope.
42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
Um...writing, maybe...being funny (I swear, I'm not)...it's more of a general thing.
43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?
I have not. And I don't have to. Yay me XD
44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?
I have almost a whole year to decide. Stop harassing me.
45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT AND THEIR NAMES?
I want, like four. Two girls, two boys. And NAMES??? Are you KIDDING ME? Do you know how DANGEROUS it is to ask me that question? This changes like every other day. And I ahev too many favorites. And I'm not sure what my favorites are. But anyway XD 'Kay, so, first, a boy named either Matthew or Joshua, then a girl named...maybe Cameron Beth...no, not that. Maybe Alaire. Maybe. Then a boy named Brandon or Drew (not Andrew, Drew) and then a girl named...I really like Elizabeth.
Okay, this is too hard of a question. Pass XD
46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
My middle name is my aunt's name.
47. WHAT IS THE BIGGEST TURN OFF OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I do not even know. Um. Stupidity is always big XD And not knowing when to stop.
48. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU LIKE(D) ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL?
Uh, excuse me? XD
49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?
Um...it comes in a green bottle and the name sounds something like "fruit". *Googles this* Ah, right. Fructis sleek and shine.
50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Big NO.
51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Turkey.
52. ANY BAD HABITS?
Procrastination is the biggest.
53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?
Honestly, no. I'm really not.
54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Not at first.
55. DO YOU AGREE WITH FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?
Um, NO.
56. DO LOOKS MATTER?
Unfortunately.
57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?
Take it out on other people little by little until it's gone. Or punch my desk. Lately I've been punching my desk. My knuckles...-_-
58.WOULD YOU RATHER GAIN 58 POUNDS OR LOSE 58 POUNDS.
Um, can't I just stay like this??
60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?
Hoppy and Laura, my two dolls. They were awesome. Hoppy is a boy, by the way, and his name is short for Hopgah. (Shut up. I was three.) We had lots of fun playing slaves, orphans, spies, runaways, detectives, and superchildren.
61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?
A LOT.
62.WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A LITTLE KID?
Sure.
63. Do you use sarcasm?
I mainly have two voices: sarcasm, and false innocence (which is basically a subgenre of sarcasm, so never mind). Even when I'm being serious, it comes out sarcastic. Half the time I don't even know whether I'm serious or not. Confusing? I think so.
64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?
Mashed potatoes.
65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?
Christian, intelligent, funny, adventurous, protective, respect for my writing, strong personality, outgoing.
66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?
Kendra, Ember, Stephanie, Steph, Cinderbelle, TSGIW, Noodle (shut up) and Noosk (shut up times infinity).
67. FAVORITE SUPER POWER?
Mind control >:D
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW?
PHINEAS AND FERB.
69.WHAT'S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES?
Haven't quite figured that out yet.
70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Green mint chocolate chip (the green is very important) and cookie dough.
71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES?
Why yes, yes I do.
72. DO YOU HAVE A COMPUTER IN YOUR ROOM?
No :(
73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT?
None.
74. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO LIVE WHEN YOU ARE OLDER?
F-L-O-R-I-D-A. Or just where I live now is cool too XD
75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Yes. I really do. I want to read your answers.
76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Nothing. But in my head is blaring "Trust in Me" by Selena Gomez because I can't get it outtttt.
77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?
Milk.
78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Umm...Maybe Ellie.
79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I just notice overall. Not really anything specific. I put people in categories right away, but not in a set-in-stone way. I'm not really judgmental, I just categorize 'cause that's how I roll XD
80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
I don't even know anymore.
81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?
The word "chick" XD
82. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR?
SUMMER.
83. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY?
Chocolate.
HAVE YOU EVER REALLY AND TRULY HAD A BEST FRIEND?
Oh yeah.
85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?
Medium brown.
86. EYE COLOR?
-_- Blue and green. Both. At the same time. Usually.
87. SHOE SIZE?
I don't wanna talk about it.
88. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
BOJANGLES. But Subway and McDonald's are close behind.
89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT?
Red Robin maybe. Or Bojangles XD Heh.
90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
Never had it, don't really plan to. Matt tried to feed me calamari once, that's as close as I've ever come.
91. WATCH TV TODAY?
No. Lizzy did, so I kind of glanced at it, but I didn't watch it.
92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
I really love the Forth of July. But August 10 might be really good too.
93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS?
No. I sing. And I can play three songs on the piano. And three guitar chords. I do want to learn to play the guitar though.
94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?
Republican.
95. KISSES OR HUGS?
Hugs.
96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships for sure.
97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?
Um...I have no idea.
98. WOULD YOU EVER BE A HOUSEWIFE?
:E
99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
"Out of the Silent Planet" by C.S. Lewis.
'Kay, I'm done. Your turn >:D Plz XD
Okay, who am I kidding? I don't have free time XD I'm procrastinating again. *sigh* Oh well XD I'm too tired to do anything academic.
1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?
Hmm. Either the dog-attack marks on my left hand, or the knee-gash I got at Safety Camp riding a bike... Oh, the irony.
2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?
A Jonas Brothers poster, a Narnia poster, and a Joe Jonas poster XD Heh. I used to really luv them. Now, I don't know what else to do with my wall...
3. DO YOU SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH, OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?
I talk sometimes, that's it.
4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
A lot. I like pop if it has a good beat, and clever lyrics are the BEST. I really love stuff in a minor key. I like metal.
5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?
11:46 (or 47...)AM.
6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
I want a LOT right now. More than usual. But I'm gonna go with NO SCHOOL.
7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?
Some people.
8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION(S)?
My journals.
9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?
5'8" I think.
10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?
Yeah, if I feel trapped against a bunch of people I'm like, "KENDRA NEEDS TO BREATHE, PLEASE." XD
11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?
Not really, no.
12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?
Myself. (That's such a cop out XD)
13. WHAT'S YOUR WORST FEAR?
Losing people. I freeeeeeeeeeeaking hate that :'( Why does that always happen?? It never fails, you know, you get all close to people and...yeah. Lol, sorreh XD Never mind.
14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE GENDER?
It's never mattered to me.
15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF PROPOSING?
No where. I want the guy to propose, lol XD
16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?
I don't like either. Gimme a Coke.
FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPING?
Cheese.
18. IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
Uhm...>.> I...I don't know!
19. FAVORITE COLOR OF ALL TIME?
Greeeeeeeeeeeen.
20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?
ILOVEGOLDFISH. Especially the flavor-blasted kind. Unless you meant an actual FISH. Then the answer is NO.
21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU'VE EVER RECEIVED?
Hmm, I don't know what the first one would be. I've gotten a lot of gifts that have meant a lot to me.
22. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?
Lols, of course ;)
23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?
My knees go back too far. I think it's gross and awkward-looking -_-
24. FAVORITE CLOTHING BRAND?
Taaaaaaaarget XD Lol, no, I don't actually care as long as it looks good and it's crappishly made.
25. FAVORITE ANIMAL?
Jaguar.
26. LIKE TO SING?
Only when no one is around. Then I LOVE it.
27. FAVORITE MOVIE?
Aladdin :D XD Or the Bourne Movies.
28. GAY, STRAIGHT OR BI?
Straight, thanks for asking -_-
29. HOW DO YOU FEEL?
Stressed, but a'ight XD
30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO A HUNDRED:
Five.
31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?
I'm a brunette, and I have to say we rule.
32. FAVORITE QUOTE?
I have lots.
33. FAVORITE PLACE?
I don't really have one.
34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE USA?
Nope.
35. YOUR WEAKNESSES?
Brothers.
36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?
Uhm...OHWAIT. Did anyone else use to watch Zaboomafoo? Well, I met Chris and Martin Kratt XD
37. FIRST JOB?
Working practicums or babysitting.
38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?
Mwahahaha, yes. As far as clever ideas, I'm average. As far as disguising my voice...*evil laugh* I rock.
39. DO YOU THINK EVERYONE OUT THERE HAS A SOULMATE?
Good question. I think it depends on what God's plan is.
40. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE YOU FILLED THIS OUT?
Writing.
41. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?
Nope.
42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
Um...writing, maybe...being funny (I swear, I'm not)...it's more of a general thing.
43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?
I have not. And I don't have to. Yay me XD
44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?
I have almost a whole year to decide. Stop harassing me.
45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT AND THEIR NAMES?
I want, like four. Two girls, two boys. And NAMES??? Are you KIDDING ME? Do you know how DANGEROUS it is to ask me that question? This changes like every other day. And I ahev too many favorites. And I'm not sure what my favorites are. But anyway XD 'Kay, so, first, a boy named either Matthew or Joshua, then a girl named...maybe Cameron Beth...no, not that. Maybe Alaire. Maybe. Then a boy named Brandon or Drew (not Andrew, Drew) and then a girl named...I really like Elizabeth.
Okay, this is too hard of a question. Pass XD
46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
My middle name is my aunt's name.
47. WHAT IS THE BIGGEST TURN OFF OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I do not even know. Um. Stupidity is always big XD And not knowing when to stop.
48. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU LIKE(D) ABOUT HIGH SCHOOL?
Uh, excuse me? XD
49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?
Um...it comes in a green bottle and the name sounds something like "fruit". *Googles this* Ah, right. Fructis sleek and shine.
50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Big NO.
51. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Turkey.
52. ANY BAD HABITS?
Procrastination is the biggest.
53. ARE YOU A JEALOUS PERSON?
Honestly, no. I'm really not.
54. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Not at first.
55. DO YOU AGREE WITH FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS?
Um, NO.
56. DO LOOKS MATTER?
Unfortunately.
57. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER?
Take it out on other people little by little until it's gone. Or punch my desk. Lately I've been punching my desk. My knuckles...-_-
58.WOULD YOU RATHER GAIN 58 POUNDS OR LOSE 58 POUNDS.
Um, can't I just stay like this??
60. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD?
Hoppy and Laura, my two dolls. They were awesome. Hoppy is a boy, by the way, and his name is short for Hopgah. (Shut up. I was three.) We had lots of fun playing slaves, orphans, spies, runaways, detectives, and superchildren.
61. HOW MANY NUMBERS ARE IN YOUR CELL PHONE?
A LOT.
62.WERE YOU A FAN OF BARNEY AS A LITTLE KID?
Sure.
63. Do you use sarcasm?
I mainly have two voices: sarcasm, and false innocence (which is basically a subgenre of sarcasm, so never mind). Even when I'm being serious, it comes out sarcastic. Half the time I don't even know whether I'm serious or not. Confusing? I think so.
64. MASHED POTATOES OR MACARONI AND CHEESE?
Mashed potatoes.
65. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?
Christian, intelligent, funny, adventurous, protective, respect for my writing, strong personality, outgoing.
66. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES?
Kendra, Ember, Stephanie, Steph, Cinderbelle, TSGIW, Noodle (shut up) and Noosk (shut up times infinity).
67. FAVORITE SUPER POWER?
Mind control >:D
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW?
PHINEAS AND FERB.
69.WHAT'S THE BEST WAY TO DEAL WITH YOUR ENEMIES?
Haven't quite figured that out yet.
70. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?
Green mint chocolate chip (the green is very important) and cookie dough.
71. DO YOU HAVE ALL YOUR FINGERS AND TOES?
Why yes, yes I do.
72. DO YOU HAVE A COMPUTER IN YOUR ROOM?
No :(
73. PLANS FOR TONIGHT?
None.
74. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO LIVE WHEN YOU ARE OLDER?
F-L-O-R-I-D-A. Or just where I live now is cool too XD
75. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Yes. I really do. I want to read your answers.
76. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Nothing. But in my head is blaring "Trust in Me" by Selena Gomez because I can't get it outtttt.
77. LAST THING YOU DRANK?
Milk.
78. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Umm...Maybe Ellie.
79. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX?
I just notice overall. Not really anything specific. I put people in categories right away, but not in a set-in-stone way. I'm not really judgmental, I just categorize 'cause that's how I roll XD
80. WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
I don't even know anymore.
81. FAVORITE THING TO HATE?
The word "chick" XD
82. FAVORITE SEASON OF THE YEAR?
SUMMER.
83. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CANDY?
Chocolate.
HAVE YOU EVER REALLY AND TRULY HAD A BEST FRIEND?
Oh yeah.
85. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?
Medium brown.
86. EYE COLOR?
-_- Blue and green. Both. At the same time. Usually.
87. SHOE SIZE?
I don't wanna talk about it.
88. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE?
BOJANGLES. But Subway and McDonald's are close behind.
89. FAVORITE RESTAURANT?
Red Robin maybe. Or Bojangles XD Heh.
90. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
Never had it, don't really plan to. Matt tried to feed me calamari once, that's as close as I've ever come.
91. WATCH TV TODAY?
No. Lizzy did, so I kind of glanced at it, but I didn't watch it.
92. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
I really love the Forth of July. But August 10 might be really good too.
93. PLAY ANY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS?
No. I sing. And I can play three songs on the piano. And three guitar chords. I do want to learn to play the guitar though.
94. REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT?
Republican.
95. KISSES OR HUGS?
Hugs.
96. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships for sure.
97. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT?
Um...I have no idea.
98. WOULD YOU EVER BE A HOUSEWIFE?
:E
99. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?
"Out of the Silent Planet" by C.S. Lewis.
'Kay, I'm done. Your turn >:D Plz XD
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Just Tune Me Out For A Minute
Today was not very good. It's not that anything bad happened, I think it was just me. For some reason, I just did not have a good day. So far. But the day isn't over yet.
:-|
*shrug*
This morning was church. I got to see Cavender, which was good. Then this afternoon I was just really tired and just...I was sad. For no reason. So no feeling bad for me -_-
I am not looking for sympathy; I'm just complaining. I do that too often lately. Usually I only do it to people I feel comfortable with, but lately my bad attitude has been leaking out onto Carpe Diem. That's so anti-what-this-blog-is-about. Sorry, guys!
I'm also apologizing a lot lately. I guess that might be better than the way I used to be. I used to never apologize. For anything. Everything was always someone else's fault. Now...I'm not saying I take responsibility enough, because I don't, but I apologize a lot more than I ever used to. It definitely annoys me. I think it's part of the budding Miss Self-Conscious I am. It sucks.
ALSO--ah, never mind.
Uh. Lemme try to be positive for a minute...
...
...
...
Uh.
...
I swear, I am trying. Hang on.
...
>.< ... I... I still like my music lecture idea. Even though I have a butt load of work to do on it tomorrow. >.<
Something is seriously wrong with me. I have nothing to be so down and irritated about. And I REALLY, REALLY don't need to be dragging this over into Carpe Diem, but here I am, still typing.
And yesterday I was all happy! What the heck! *sigh* Oh well. One of these days, I just might turn back into the old Kendra. I hope so.
~Kendra
:-|
*shrug*
This morning was church. I got to see Cavender, which was good. Then this afternoon I was just really tired and just...I was sad. For no reason. So no feeling bad for me -_-
I am not looking for sympathy; I'm just complaining. I do that too often lately. Usually I only do it to people I feel comfortable with, but lately my bad attitude has been leaking out onto Carpe Diem. That's so anti-what-this-blog-is-about. Sorry, guys!
I'm also apologizing a lot lately. I guess that might be better than the way I used to be. I used to never apologize. For anything. Everything was always someone else's fault. Now...I'm not saying I take responsibility enough, because I don't, but I apologize a lot more than I ever used to. It definitely annoys me. I think it's part of the budding Miss Self-Conscious I am. It sucks.
ALSO--ah, never mind.
Uh. Lemme try to be positive for a minute...
...
...
...
Uh.
...
I swear, I am trying. Hang on.
...
>.< ... I... I still like my music lecture idea. Even though I have a butt load of work to do on it tomorrow. >.<
Something is seriously wrong with me. I have nothing to be so down and irritated about. And I REALLY, REALLY don't need to be dragging this over into Carpe Diem, but here I am, still typing.
And yesterday I was all happy! What the heck! *sigh* Oh well. One of these days, I just might turn back into the old Kendra. I hope so.
~Kendra
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Kendra's Warm Weather Rant
Notice anything different about the blog?
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...
-_-
Oh, come on. *I* could notice this.
Yes, I've changed the blog back to its default theme. The warmish weather is inspiring me :D The background is totally new. I like it, and it matches the blog colors so perfectly. I got it from The Cutest Blog on the Block. I'd definitely recommend looking around over there!
Anyway, I see nine of you have voted in the poll over there. You are now my favorite followers. To those of you who didn't vote, I'm offended. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep in a corner, wondering why the world is such a dark place.
Nah, I'll probably go stalk some people on Facebook or maybe I'll write something. I feel like writing something. (Sit down, Kyle, I don't think it will be The Mirror.) I feel like writing about kids in the south in the summer hanging out and doing what we kids in the south do in the summer.
I watched "To Kill A Mocking Bird" last night. Can you tell?
Warm weather always sparks my creativity. I think I've always done my best writing when it's warm outside. Winter just kills me inside. It's cold, and wettish, and pale, and you can't DO anything unless you live where it's cold enough to legit ice skate. Where I live, you have to drive yourself to an ice house and pay to skate around for two hours will trying not to trip over little kids and gag at all the couples giving PDA a whole new definition.
And it's cold. Which I hate.
I like warm weather. All the good stuff happens when it's warm outside: playgrounds, cook-outs, picnics, bare feet, T-shirts, ponytails that don't make your neck cold, tanning, pools, lakes, the Forth of July, fruit, no school, freckles, getting in shape. What is not to like?
*thinks hard about this question*
I got it: bugs.
Bugs are a huge downside to summer, especially if you're like me. It's like the arachnophobic and OCD sides of me come together, making it impossible for me to sleep until I've checked every corner of the room for eight-legged terrors.
You also have bees, wasps, and yellow jackets. Bumble bees do not actually bother me. They're fuzzy and round and adorable and they look cute on the flowers. Wasps on the other hand are hideous and BIG and yellow jackets are like the Mafia of the insect world. They're always up to something and if you mess with one, the entire freaking hive comes to haunt you.
Then you have the mosquito/fly/crane fly category. Do I even have to go into this? Mosquitoes are loud little disease factories with long tongues (note the spelling of that, Cavender). Flies barf on your food. Crane flies were designed specifically to add to my paranoia. (Come on, they are HUGE with long, creepy legs, and they're so...*shudders*...just awful.)
But. Other than bugs, warm weather is completely perfect.
Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go write something truly brilliant and charming, full of lovable characters and believable dialogue laced with underlying morals and a surprise ending.
Nah, just kidding. We all know I won't get past the first three pages. But for some reason, I'm going to go write it anyway...
You will never understand me. But neither will I, so it's okay.
Go enjoy your weather.
~Kendra
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-_-
Oh, come on. *I* could notice this.
Yes, I've changed the blog back to its default theme. The warmish weather is inspiring me :D The background is totally new. I like it, and it matches the blog colors so perfectly. I got it from The Cutest Blog on the Block. I'd definitely recommend looking around over there!
Anyway, I see nine of you have voted in the poll over there. You are now my favorite followers. To those of you who didn't vote, I'm offended. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep in a corner, wondering why the world is such a dark place.
Nah, I'll probably go stalk some people on Facebook or maybe I'll write something. I feel like writing something. (Sit down, Kyle, I don't think it will be The Mirror.) I feel like writing about kids in the south in the summer hanging out and doing what we kids in the south do in the summer.
I watched "To Kill A Mocking Bird" last night. Can you tell?
Warm weather always sparks my creativity. I think I've always done my best writing when it's warm outside. Winter just kills me inside. It's cold, and wettish, and pale, and you can't DO anything unless you live where it's cold enough to legit ice skate. Where I live, you have to drive yourself to an ice house and pay to skate around for two hours will trying not to trip over little kids and gag at all the couples giving PDA a whole new definition.
And it's cold. Which I hate.
I like warm weather. All the good stuff happens when it's warm outside: playgrounds, cook-outs, picnics, bare feet, T-shirts, ponytails that don't make your neck cold, tanning, pools, lakes, the Forth of July, fruit, no school, freckles, getting in shape. What is not to like?*thinks hard about this question*
I got it: bugs.
Bugs are a huge downside to summer, especially if you're like me. It's like the arachnophobic and OCD sides of me come together, making it impossible for me to sleep until I've checked every corner of the room for eight-legged terrors.
You also have bees, wasps, and yellow jackets. Bumble bees do not actually bother me. They're fuzzy and round and adorable and they look cute on the flowers. Wasps on the other hand are hideous and BIG and yellow jackets are like the Mafia of the insect world. They're always up to something and if you mess with one, the entire freaking hive comes to haunt you.
Then you have the mosquito/fly/crane fly category. Do I even have to go into this? Mosquitoes are loud little disease factories with long tongues (note the spelling of that, Cavender). Flies barf on your food. Crane flies were designed specifically to add to my paranoia. (Come on, they are HUGE with long, creepy legs, and they're so...*shudders*...just awful.)
But. Other than bugs, warm weather is completely perfect.
Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go write something truly brilliant and charming, full of lovable characters and believable dialogue laced with underlying morals and a surprise ending.
Nah, just kidding. We all know I won't get past the first three pages. But for some reason, I'm going to go write it anyway...
You will never understand me. But neither will I, so it's okay.
Go enjoy your weather.
~Kendra
Friday, March 12, 2010
I Need Your Opinion
First, I've been tagged by Katie G.!
The rules for this are easy: grab the nearest book, turn to page 123, go to the fifth sentence, and type up the next five sentences!
"I went up the shore and down the shore, but it was all one, I could see no other impression but that one. I went to it again to see if there were any more, and to observe if it might not be my fancy; but there was no room for that, for there was exactly the very print of a foot, toes, heel and every part of a foot; how it came thither I knew not, nor could in the least imagine. But after innumerable fluttering thoughts, like a man perfectly confused and out of myself, I came home to my fortification, not feeling, as we say, the ground I went on." ~ "Robinson Crusoe" by Daniel Defoe
I'm not a HUGE fan of "Robinson Crusoe", just because the writing style is a little tedious. But I still enjoyed the book, and it got my imagination going. It's a tiny bit like...well, an adult version of the first Boxcar Children book! It has those same elements of survive-with-what-you-can-find and be resourceful.
And that's all for the tag :) Thanks, Katie.
So, guess what? Yesterday was the 400th post! Wow! Sorry I missed it. I should have done something fun for it. Ah well.
[EDIT: Wow, I'm such a genius. I had a draft post just sitting around, so THIS was the 400th post -_- I could have done something special after all. Oh. Well XD]
I feel like I've gotten bad about being interactive. I used to comment back on every post and stuff like that. I don't do that anymore. It's not because I don't care about y'all anymore, it's not because I don't feel like talking to you, it's not because I think I'm all that and I don't have to answer you. I'm just kind of busy.
*sigh* Well, THAT came out lame.
I guess I'm not THAT busy, or at least I don't have to be. If I managed my time better, I'd have all the time in the world. But I don't. So I don't.
I am getting there. Um, really, really s l o w l y, but I AM getting there.
I'm thinking by junior year I'll have it all figured out XD :P
Getting back to the interactive thing, I want to post the stuff y'all like to read. Believe it or not, even *I* run out of ideas ;) What would you enjoy reading?
I'm gonna make a poll, but if you have any suggestions at all, please tell me :)
~Kendra
The rules for this are easy: grab the nearest book, turn to page 123, go to the fifth sentence, and type up the next five sentences!
"I went up the shore and down the shore, but it was all one, I could see no other impression but that one. I went to it again to see if there were any more, and to observe if it might not be my fancy; but there was no room for that, for there was exactly the very print of a foot, toes, heel and every part of a foot; how it came thither I knew not, nor could in the least imagine. But after innumerable fluttering thoughts, like a man perfectly confused and out of myself, I came home to my fortification, not feeling, as we say, the ground I went on." ~ "Robinson Crusoe" by Daniel Defoe
I'm not a HUGE fan of "Robinson Crusoe", just because the writing style is a little tedious. But I still enjoyed the book, and it got my imagination going. It's a tiny bit like...well, an adult version of the first Boxcar Children book! It has those same elements of survive-with-what-you-can-find and be resourceful.
And that's all for the tag :) Thanks, Katie.
So, guess what? Yesterday was the 400th post! Wow! Sorry I missed it. I should have done something fun for it. Ah well.
[EDIT: Wow, I'm such a genius. I had a draft post just sitting around, so THIS was the 400th post -_- I could have done something special after all. Oh. Well XD]
I feel like I've gotten bad about being interactive. I used to comment back on every post and stuff like that. I don't do that anymore. It's not because I don't care about y'all anymore, it's not because I don't feel like talking to you, it's not because I think I'm all that and I don't have to answer you. I'm just kind of busy.
*sigh* Well, THAT came out lame.
I guess I'm not THAT busy, or at least I don't have to be. If I managed my time better, I'd have all the time in the world. But I don't. So I don't.
I am getting there. Um, really, really s l o w l y, but I AM getting there.
I'm thinking by junior year I'll have it all figured out XD :P
Getting back to the interactive thing, I want to post the stuff y'all like to read. Believe it or not, even *I* run out of ideas ;) What would you enjoy reading?
I'm gonna make a poll, but if you have any suggestions at all, please tell me :)
~Kendra
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Musical Roots
I must be bipolar XD But this is going to be a happy post. Know why?
I FINALLY DECIDED ON A MUSIC LECTURE IDEA. AND I FREAKING LOVE IT.
The assignment: Pick three different styles of music and analyze and compare them.
Deciding was my biggest hurdle. I couldn't settle on anything. I thought of doing three things that I thought would have nothing in common like Classical, country and death metal. I really wanted to do, like, subgenres of metal. Lots of people (especially the people in my class) think it all sounds the same. I thought it would be really interesting and fun to analyze some different types. Unfortunately, my teacher and most of my classmates would hate that -_- Also, to do the idea justice, I felt like I'd need more time than I had.
Then my mom had the idea to take three kinds of music that built on each other. I liked that idea, but I still didn't know what to pick...
(The project is due Tuesday by the way. We've had all semester to work on it. Heh.)
I began researching stuff like "music family tree" and "roots of music" and "music genome project". I was coming up blank and getting more frustrated by the second. Finally, I'd had it with the whole thing. I decided to pray. I probably should had done that earlier, but I'm never sure how much time God wants to spend on my petty little academic issues...
Anyway, while I was asking God for suggestions (XD), I got an idea.
"What if I take Classical music, trace that through, like, Stravinsky, and then...I wonder if there's a kind of metal that comes from that..."
I did some research. There is a direct line from Classical, to Neo-Classical (Stravinsky), to Neo-Classical metal.
How. Perfect. Is. That.
I actually kinda screamed for happiness. (No one was home, so it was okay XD) I spent the next two hours completely fascinated and excited about my project. This stuff is so fascinating, people! Oh my gosh! I can't remember the last time I enjoyed school so much! I might do this in my spare time!
I got a little sidetracked with my keyboard, though. I do not play the keyboard, but before long I had "Happy Birthday", "What Child Is This?" and some of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" figured out. I was really excited :D
My dad says I have all this natural music talent. I'm not sure. I don't think I'm particularly gifted, but maybe. *shrug* It's interesting me more and more for sure.
And guess what? I'mma have another ring soon. So yay.
*doesn'tgrindoesn'tgrindoesn'tgri--okay, GRINS*
I'm really thrilled about the music lecture. I can't even tell you how excited I am. I'm just really pumped :D :D :D
~Kendra
I FINALLY DECIDED ON A MUSIC LECTURE IDEA. AND I FREAKING LOVE IT.
The assignment: Pick three different styles of music and analyze and compare them.
Deciding was my biggest hurdle. I couldn't settle on anything. I thought of doing three things that I thought would have nothing in common like Classical, country and death metal. I really wanted to do, like, subgenres of metal. Lots of people (especially the people in my class) think it all sounds the same. I thought it would be really interesting and fun to analyze some different types. Unfortunately, my teacher and most of my classmates would hate that -_- Also, to do the idea justice, I felt like I'd need more time than I had.
Then my mom had the idea to take three kinds of music that built on each other. I liked that idea, but I still didn't know what to pick...
(The project is due Tuesday by the way. We've had all semester to work on it. Heh.)
I began researching stuff like "music family tree" and "roots of music" and "music genome project". I was coming up blank and getting more frustrated by the second. Finally, I'd had it with the whole thing. I decided to pray. I probably should had done that earlier, but I'm never sure how much time God wants to spend on my petty little academic issues...
Anyway, while I was asking God for suggestions (XD), I got an idea.
"What if I take Classical music, trace that through, like, Stravinsky, and then...I wonder if there's a kind of metal that comes from that..."
I did some research. There is a direct line from Classical, to Neo-Classical (Stravinsky), to Neo-Classical metal.
How. Perfect. Is. That.
I actually kinda screamed for happiness. (No one was home, so it was okay XD) I spent the next two hours completely fascinated and excited about my project. This stuff is so fascinating, people! Oh my gosh! I can't remember the last time I enjoyed school so much! I might do this in my spare time!
I got a little sidetracked with my keyboard, though. I do not play the keyboard, but before long I had "Happy Birthday", "What Child Is This?" and some of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" figured out. I was really excited :D
My dad says I have all this natural music talent. I'm not sure. I don't think I'm particularly gifted, but maybe. *shrug* It's interesting me more and more for sure.
And guess what? I'mma have another ring soon. So yay.
*doesn'tgrindoesn'tgrindoesn'tgri--okay, GRINS*
I'm really thrilled about the music lecture. I can't even tell you how excited I am. I'm just really pumped :D :D :D
~Kendra
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
A Happy Ending, But...
Well. Today was preeeetty awful.
#1: Woke up to an angry mother.
#2: Got my cell phone taken away.
#3: Did not get enough school done.
#4: My mom's students came this afternoon, which translates to no computer use and no desk chair in my room -_-
#5: A girl stepped on my toe at dance. In a tap shoe. It kills -_-
And then the worst:
#7: My ring broke. The one I replaced my mood ring with. The one that was my favorite.
:-/ >.< :( :'(
I should have taken if off before dance. But being the incredibly intelligent individual I am, I did not. So now it's busted. Into three pieces. I only found two.
Only now today doesn't suck AS much anymore because SOMEONE just made me laugh my head off and smile and grin, so...whatcha gonna do? Did today suck, or is all well that end's well?
I'm going with a happy ending fixes everything.
At least until I remember my ring is busted and my mood ring is somewhere at Great Wolf Lodge and so my ring finger feels all naked and sobbing and my toe--
Never mind. All's well that ends well XD
~Kendra
#1: Woke up to an angry mother.
#2: Got my cell phone taken away.
#3: Did not get enough school done.
#4: My mom's students came this afternoon, which translates to no computer use and no desk chair in my room -_-
#5: A girl stepped on my toe at dance. In a tap shoe. It kills -_-
And then the worst:
#7: My ring broke. The one I replaced my mood ring with. The one that was my favorite.
:-/ >.< :( :'(
I should have taken if off before dance. But being the incredibly intelligent individual I am, I did not. So now it's busted. Into three pieces. I only found two.
Only now today doesn't suck AS much anymore because SOMEONE just made me laugh my head off and smile and grin, so...whatcha gonna do? Did today suck, or is all well that end's well?
I'm going with a happy ending fixes everything.
At least until I remember my ring is busted and my mood ring is somewhere at Great Wolf Lodge and so my ring finger feels all naked and sobbing and my toe--
Never mind. All's well that ends well XD
~Kendra
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
If I Were...
A fill-out I got from Cassie...
If I were a gemstone, I'd be tiger's eye.
If I were a scent, I'd be midnight pomegranate.
If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be black converses.
If I were weather, I'd be a thunderstorm (only not a scary one...hard to explain XD).
If I were a facial expression, I'd be one eyebrow raised.
If I were a car, I'd be this (which I believe to be a Lamborghini):
If I were a time of day, I'd be twilight.
If I were a month, I'd be July.
If I were a place, I'd be Sorayoni.
If I were a liquid, I'd be Coke.
If I were a taste, I'd be sour (like the gummy worms :D).
If I were a sea animal, I'd be a sea anemone.
If I were a food, I'd be Cheez-Its.
If I were a color, I'd be teal. Or silver.
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be a guitar.
If I were a flower, I'd be an orchid.
If I were a song, I'd be Lux Aeterna.
If I were a planet, I'd be Saturn.
If I were a object, I'd be a journal.
If I were a fruit, I'd be blueberries.
If I were a sound, I'd be scatting. Just kidding XD I'd be laughter.
If I were a day of the week, I'd be Tuesday.
~Kendra
If I were a gemstone, I'd be tiger's eye.
If I were a scent, I'd be midnight pomegranate.If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be black converses.If I were weather, I'd be a thunderstorm (only not a scary one...hard to explain XD).If I were a facial expression, I'd be one eyebrow raised.If I were a car, I'd be this (which I believe to be a Lamborghini):If I were a time of day, I'd be twilight.If I were a month, I'd be July.If I were a place, I'd be Sorayoni.If I were a liquid, I'd be Coke.If I were a taste, I'd be sour (like the gummy worms :D).If I were a sea animal, I'd be a sea anemone.If I were a food, I'd be Cheez-Its.If I were a color, I'd be teal. Or silver.If I were a musical instrument, I'd be a guitar.If I were a flower, I'd be an orchid.If I were a song, I'd be Lux Aeterna.If I were a planet, I'd be Saturn.If I were a object, I'd be a journal.If I were a fruit, I'd be blueberries.If I were a sound, I'd be scatting. Just kidding XD I'd be laughter.If I were a day of the week, I'd be Tuesday.~Kendra
Monday, March 8, 2010
Brief Explanation and Today
First: Sorry about yesterday XD And sorry to anyone I came in contact with yesterday. Bad day. I realized I'd left my phone charger at Great Wolf Lodge, my jaw popped out of joint, one of my friends was letting his giant crush show more than usual, I still couldn't (and can't) find my mood ring, I discovered things about a friend that I'd rather not have found out, etc. etc. etc. Just a really bad day.
And the next day was Monday, which only added to my misery. Monday's suck, in case you didn't know.
Today...kinda sucked. It could have been a lot better, it could have been a lot worse. But, I'm going to focus only on the good.
Good Things About Today:
- I wasn't super tired when I woke up.
- I actually really loved "A Morbid Taste For Bones" that we read for school.
- I got the new Alice in Wonderland soundtrack on iTunes, and I love it.
- I discovered that I still have a giant Hershey kiss from Valentine's Day and dug into that.
- My mom is letting me finish my Brahms paper on Wednesday instead of me bleeding out my eyes trying to write it at the computer right now. (That didn't make sense...but whatever. I'm tired.)
- I'm actually tired and I want to go to bed, which doesn't usually happen at such a good time.
- I successfully reminded my classmates that my teacher's birthday is tomorrow, and we're all making goodies and cards for her.
- I got a very encouraging comment.
Hah, wow, I didn't realize all those good things happened :D I feel even better now. Yay.
This is the end of the real post, but I found an interesting "tag" on Facebook today, and I want to post it. It's kind of odd and not really relevant to anything, but here it is:
Boys are always good with their words, Am I right?
Some boys really are. In my experience, mostly they are not XD
Do you believe "drunken words are sober thoughts"?
No.
How about all girls are b*****s. Correct?
All girls CAN be, but not all are all the time.
When someone says "we need to talk," what runs through your mind?
Usually I’m really up for it. I like talking about stuff, especially the “hard” stuff for some reason.
What’s the last movie you watched? With who?
“The Sister Act” with my family :)
When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in the face?
Hmm, lol, I don’t know.
Do you know anyone who always looks perfect?
I used to, but lately I’ve started to realize that perfect is almost relative. Sooner or later your personality starts to show in your face, and then those perfect people don't look quite so perfect anymore XD
Two wrongs don't make a right, Correct?
Technically, they don’t. But sometimes the way we think…
Do you think relationships are hard?
Uh, definitely, but they can also be more than worth it.
Is there someone who meant a lot to you at one point, and isn't around now?
Definitely.
Can money buy happiness?
Yep. Happiness comes from things or circumstances. HAPPiness comes from HAPPenings. But JOY; that comes from God and from your attitude.
What do you hear right now?
“Her Name Is Alice” by Shinedown from the new Alice in Wonderland soundtrack.
If you had a tree that could grow anything you want, what would it grow?
Is Time too abstract? If so, then money.
Do you know anyone who's been in jail?
Mhmm.
What is your favorite color?
Green
Do you have a lighter on you?
Hah, no.
Could you go a month without talking to your best friend?
Yeah. But it kinda sucks.
Have you ever sat in the back of a police car?
No XD
Would you say you’re emotionally strong?
I usually am in front of people, but in private…no.
What’s worse, ignorance or stupidity?
Stupidity. Ignorance can be taken care of, but stupidity is a mindset and it’s totally your own fault.
Do you know anyone, who doesn’t smoke pot?
Uh, yes. Plenty XD
Think, what do you want more than anything?
Structure.
Would you rather have long or short hair?
Eh, I’m not sure. I hate having REALLY short hair, but really long hair makes me look like a hippie…
Do you follow your head or your heart?
Normally my head.
Do you ever get so frustrated that you just wanna cry?
Yesss.
After taking a shower, do you change in the bathroom or in your bedroom?
The bathroom. My house is freezing. I like to stay in the warmness as long as possible XD
Which would you rather, grow old with somebody or alone?
With someone for sure.
Your lost in the middle of nowhere, without a phone to call for help, What would you do?
Well, what kind of “nowhere” are we talking about? At first I pictured a desert, but, I mean, >insert name of my town< style="font-weight: bold;">What will you be doing in 15 mins?
Writing a paper I should have written about five days ago.
What's your middle name?
Cinderbelle XD No, it’s Marielle.
Have you ever given up on someone but then went back to them?
Lols, kind of.
Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell anything to?
Yes.
Have you ever dated two people at once?
I’ve never dated anyone. So no.
Who was the last person to piss you off?
It’s not usually a person, it’s more like…me.
Are you Asian?
Lol, I am not.
Are you happy right now?
Sort of...yeah.
What age do you want to get married?
Early-ish twenties. Like 24.
What's a line from the song you're listening to?
“But all I feel is strange.” – from “Strange” by Tokio Hotel and Kerli
Are you a bad influence?
It depends on what kind of bad influence you mean.
Do you get jealous easily?
It’s not exactly “jealous”, just kind of…sad-skeptical-unsure. Lol.
Is it usually easy for someone to make you smile?
Depends on the person.
Is tomorrow going to be a good day?
Possibly. I guess it depends on me.
Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?
Yeah, but I’m a quiet crier, so I’m not sure they knew, lol XD
What color's your shirt?
Black.
Do you like to be tickled?
I’m not ticklish, so I can’t say. But I kind of wish I were ticklish, lol.
Are you dying to take off your clothes?
Uh. No…
Do you care too much/not at all/just enough?
Mostly not enough, but in some areas, too much.
Have you ever kissed someone with the same first initial as you?
Lols, no… XD
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?
Probably no one. Being tied to anything sounds horrible to me.
What should we do w/ stupid people?
I like Kathryn’s answer: “Feed them to sharks.”
What was the first thing you did this morning?
I dunno…I think I probably texted someone.
Are you spoiled?
Nooo.
How do you vent your anger?
I mostly try to keep it inside and it leaks out on people until it’s all gone, lol.
Would you ever join the military?
I’ve thought about it, but I don’t think I’m tough enough, lol.
The last website you visited?
Holly Schindler: Novel Anecdotes to read her interview with one of my favorite bloggers, Sam from One Sparkling Star!
Who was the last person you took a picture with?
I don’t remember.
Today, would you rather go back a week or go forward a week?
Forwards. Let’s get through the remaining six weeks of school as freaking quickly as possible.
If you read all that, you get...a virtual cookie :D Here you go. *hands cookie*
Have a good day :) Remember the good stuff. It kinda helps.
~Kendra
And the next day was Monday, which only added to my misery. Monday's suck, in case you didn't know.
Today...kinda sucked. It could have been a lot better, it could have been a lot worse. But, I'm going to focus only on the good.
Good Things About Today:
- I wasn't super tired when I woke up.
- I actually really loved "A Morbid Taste For Bones" that we read for school.
- I got the new Alice in Wonderland soundtrack on iTunes, and I love it.
- I discovered that I still have a giant Hershey kiss from Valentine's Day and dug into that.
- My mom is letting me finish my Brahms paper on Wednesday instead of me bleeding out my eyes trying to write it at the computer right now. (That didn't make sense...but whatever. I'm tired.)
- I'm actually tired and I want to go to bed, which doesn't usually happen at such a good time.
- I successfully reminded my classmates that my teacher's birthday is tomorrow, and we're all making goodies and cards for her.
- I got a very encouraging comment.
Hah, wow, I didn't realize all those good things happened :D I feel even better now. Yay.
This is the end of the real post, but I found an interesting "tag" on Facebook today, and I want to post it. It's kind of odd and not really relevant to anything, but here it is:
Boys are always good with their words, Am I right?
Some boys really are. In my experience, mostly they are not XD
Do you believe "drunken words are sober thoughts"?
No.
How about all girls are b*****s. Correct?
All girls CAN be, but not all are all the time.
When someone says "we need to talk," what runs through your mind?
Usually I’m really up for it. I like talking about stuff, especially the “hard” stuff for some reason.
What’s the last movie you watched? With who?
“The Sister Act” with my family :)
When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in the face?
Hmm, lol, I don’t know.
Do you know anyone who always looks perfect?
I used to, but lately I’ve started to realize that perfect is almost relative. Sooner or later your personality starts to show in your face, and then those perfect people don't look quite so perfect anymore XD
Two wrongs don't make a right, Correct?
Technically, they don’t. But sometimes the way we think…
Do you think relationships are hard?
Uh, definitely, but they can also be more than worth it.
Is there someone who meant a lot to you at one point, and isn't around now?
Definitely.
Can money buy happiness?
Yep. Happiness comes from things or circumstances. HAPPiness comes from HAPPenings. But JOY; that comes from God and from your attitude.
What do you hear right now?
“Her Name Is Alice” by Shinedown from the new Alice in Wonderland soundtrack.
If you had a tree that could grow anything you want, what would it grow?
Is Time too abstract? If so, then money.
Do you know anyone who's been in jail?
Mhmm.
What is your favorite color?
Green
Do you have a lighter on you?
Hah, no.
Could you go a month without talking to your best friend?
Yeah. But it kinda sucks.
Have you ever sat in the back of a police car?
No XD
Would you say you’re emotionally strong?
I usually am in front of people, but in private…no.
What’s worse, ignorance or stupidity?
Stupidity. Ignorance can be taken care of, but stupidity is a mindset and it’s totally your own fault.
Do you know anyone, who doesn’t smoke pot?
Uh, yes. Plenty XD
Think, what do you want more than anything?
Structure.
Would you rather have long or short hair?
Eh, I’m not sure. I hate having REALLY short hair, but really long hair makes me look like a hippie…
Do you follow your head or your heart?
Normally my head.
Do you ever get so frustrated that you just wanna cry?
Yesss.
After taking a shower, do you change in the bathroom or in your bedroom?
The bathroom. My house is freezing. I like to stay in the warmness as long as possible XD
Which would you rather, grow old with somebody or alone?
With someone for sure.
Your lost in the middle of nowhere, without a phone to call for help, What would you do?
Well, what kind of “nowhere” are we talking about? At first I pictured a desert, but, I mean, >insert name of my town< style="font-weight: bold;">What will you be doing in 15 mins?
Writing a paper I should have written about five days ago.
What's your middle name?
Cinderbelle XD No, it’s Marielle.
Have you ever given up on someone but then went back to them?
Lols, kind of.
Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell anything to?
Yes.
Have you ever dated two people at once?
I’ve never dated anyone. So no.
Who was the last person to piss you off?
It’s not usually a person, it’s more like…me.
Are you Asian?
Lol, I am not.
Are you happy right now?
Sort of...yeah.
What age do you want to get married?
Early-ish twenties. Like 24.
What's a line from the song you're listening to?
“But all I feel is strange.” – from “Strange” by Tokio Hotel and Kerli
Are you a bad influence?
It depends on what kind of bad influence you mean.
Do you get jealous easily?
It’s not exactly “jealous”, just kind of…sad-skeptical-unsure. Lol.
Is it usually easy for someone to make you smile?
Depends on the person.
Is tomorrow going to be a good day?
Possibly. I guess it depends on me.
Ever cried while you were on the phone with someone?
Yeah, but I’m a quiet crier, so I’m not sure they knew, lol XD
What color's your shirt?
Black.
Do you like to be tickled?
I’m not ticklish, so I can’t say. But I kind of wish I were ticklish, lol.
Are you dying to take off your clothes?
Uh. No…
Do you care too much/not at all/just enough?
Mostly not enough, but in some areas, too much.
Have you ever kissed someone with the same first initial as you?
Lols, no… XD
Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours?
Probably no one. Being tied to anything sounds horrible to me.
What should we do w/ stupid people?
I like Kathryn’s answer: “Feed them to sharks.”
What was the first thing you did this morning?
I dunno…I think I probably texted someone.
Are you spoiled?
Nooo.
How do you vent your anger?
I mostly try to keep it inside and it leaks out on people until it’s all gone, lol.
Would you ever join the military?
I’ve thought about it, but I don’t think I’m tough enough, lol.
The last website you visited?
Holly Schindler: Novel Anecdotes to read her interview with one of my favorite bloggers, Sam from One Sparkling Star!
Who was the last person you took a picture with?
I don’t remember.
Today, would you rather go back a week or go forward a week?
Forwards. Let’s get through the remaining six weeks of school as freaking quickly as possible.
If you read all that, you get...a virtual cookie :D Here you go. *hands cookie*
Have a good day :) Remember the good stuff. It kinda helps.
~Kendra
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Record
Dudeeee.
It takes real talent to screw up every part of my whole life! Yay for me! I beat a personal record of sucking!
Ignore me -_- I'll get over it.
~Kendra
It takes real talent to screw up every part of my whole life! Yay for me! I beat a personal record of sucking!
Ignore me -_- I'll get over it.
~Kendra
Friday, March 5, 2010
Kendra's Great Wolf List
Things About Going To A Water Park:
1. Water
2. Parks
3. Wave pools
4. Snacks
5. Lifeguards XD (Lols, just kidding.)
6. Friends
7. Hours of relatively mindless fun
Things About Going To A Water Park When You're SIXTEEN:
1. You are expected to find and wear waterproof makeup (-_-)
2. You can no longer giggle about the seventeen-year-old lifeguards without drawing legit attention to yourself.
3. You're not allowed on that little slide :(
4. You can't sit on the inflatable worm without being told by a small child that you're being immature.
5. You become self-conscious that your legs are banged up and look like they belong on a ten-year-old.
6. You have to buy your own food instead of mooching off your parents. (*sigh* XD)
7. You have to think about all the schoolwork you're NOT getting done because you're going down the Howlin' Tornado instead.
*sigh* XD
This trip will be fun. I will sit on the worm and ignore the children. I will bring money to buy nachos and smoothies made with fake fruit. I will not let my cuter, made-up friends make me feel retarded.
:D This will be fun.
It will be.
~Kendra
1. Water
2. Parks
3. Wave pools
4. Snacks
5. Lifeguards XD (Lols, just kidding.)
6. Friends
7. Hours of relatively mindless fun
Things About Going To A Water Park When You're SIXTEEN:
1. You are expected to find and wear waterproof makeup (-_-)
2. You can no longer giggle about the seventeen-year-old lifeguards without drawing legit attention to yourself.
3. You're not allowed on that little slide :(
4. You can't sit on the inflatable worm without being told by a small child that you're being immature.
5. You become self-conscious that your legs are banged up and look like they belong on a ten-year-old.
6. You have to buy your own food instead of mooching off your parents. (*sigh* XD)
7. You have to think about all the schoolwork you're NOT getting done because you're going down the Howlin' Tornado instead.
*sigh* XD
This trip will be fun. I will sit on the worm and ignore the children. I will bring money to buy nachos and smoothies made with fake fruit. I will not let my cuter, made-up friends make me feel retarded.
:D This will be fun.
It will be.
~Kendra
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Going to Great Wolf
Tomorrow I'm leaving for Great Wolf Lodge. It's this hotel with a huge indoor water park. It's basically awesome. We're leaving after lunch tomorrow and getting back Saturday night, so don't expect posts :)
Today was good. I really don't wanna talk about school and cleaning. I just want to talk about tonight.
We had a church leadership meeting at my house, so Daniel (16), David (15), Matt (13), Katie (11, ), Abby (7) and Jarrod (9) (and their parents, obviously XD) all came over. They're all my unbiological siblings :D We had so much fun. Matt was hilarious as always, and everyone else was fun, too. I just love my extended family :)
Are y'all surprised that I'm still really happy? This is day... *counts* ...eleven of being really happeh. I'm definitely surprised, but pleasantly so. Let the good feelings continue :)
Cavender is going skiing this weekend. Just...by the way. Lols, I don't know why I just randomly stuck that in there XD
Anyway, I probably won't talk to y'all until Sunday! Have a great weekend!
~Kendra
Today was good. I really don't wanna talk about school and cleaning. I just want to talk about tonight.
We had a church leadership meeting at my house, so Daniel (16), David (15), Matt (13), Katie (11, ), Abby (7) and Jarrod (9) (and their parents, obviously XD) all came over. They're all my unbiological siblings :D We had so much fun. Matt was hilarious as always, and everyone else was fun, too. I just love my extended family :)
Are y'all surprised that I'm still really happy? This is day... *counts* ...eleven of being really happeh. I'm definitely surprised, but pleasantly so. Let the good feelings continue :)
Cavender is going skiing this weekend. Just...by the way. Lols, I don't know why I just randomly stuck that in there XD
Anyway, I probably won't talk to y'all until Sunday! Have a great weekend!
~Kendra
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Bad Memories vs. Good Ones
Why are bad things always easier to remember than good?
I actually thought of this question while riding home from dance tonight. We have this tape-and-wire (technical, I know) thing that lets you play your iPod through the car speakers. Well, the wire is apparently getting old. Half the time the music doesn't come out of the speakers on the right side of the car, and when it does, it breaks up. Static and funny noises are an added bonus. To get your music to play at all you have to contort the wire into uncomfortable positions and HOLD IT THERE.
And then it sometimes still won't play -_-
Sorry. Tangent. But that really does have something to do with the fact that BAD is easier to remember than GOOD.
How? Well, now I can hardly remember what it was like to be able to just LISTEN to my iPod in the car. No wire-jiggling. No iPod-throwing. No wondering if that's really part of the song. All I know is that now, it SUCKS.
We do that a lot, you know, with lots of different things.
When you're starving in the desert, it's hard to remember feeling full and refreshed. But once you're out of the desert, you sure as heck remember how hellish it was to be there.
When you have a broken heart, you swear that it wasn't worth all the good times you had. And then later when you're feeling better, you still swear that getting close to people is a bad idea.
When you're out of shape, you can't remember how good it felt to be able to run a mile flat out. But then when you finally get back into shape, you remember clearly how horrid it felt to sit on the couch all day.
Sometimes the healthy remembrance of the bad is a good thing. It keeps us from loosing sight of where we've come from, and why we stopped/starting doing things differently. But then sometimes it just makes us pessimistic.
The point of this post isn't to say that remembering bad more clearly is better or worse, it's just to point it out. And to ask why.
Why do you think people remember bad things better than good things? Or do you ever agree that we do?
~Kendra
I actually thought of this question while riding home from dance tonight. We have this tape-and-wire (technical, I know) thing that lets you play your iPod through the car speakers. Well, the wire is apparently getting old. Half the time the music doesn't come out of the speakers on the right side of the car, and when it does, it breaks up. Static and funny noises are an added bonus. To get your music to play at all you have to contort the wire into uncomfortable positions and HOLD IT THERE.
And then it sometimes still won't play -_-
Sorry. Tangent. But that really does have something to do with the fact that BAD is easier to remember than GOOD.
How? Well, now I can hardly remember what it was like to be able to just LISTEN to my iPod in the car. No wire-jiggling. No iPod-throwing. No wondering if that's really part of the song. All I know is that now, it SUCKS.
We do that a lot, you know, with lots of different things.
When you're starving in the desert, it's hard to remember feeling full and refreshed. But once you're out of the desert, you sure as heck remember how hellish it was to be there.
When you have a broken heart, you swear that it wasn't worth all the good times you had. And then later when you're feeling better, you still swear that getting close to people is a bad idea.
When you're out of shape, you can't remember how good it felt to be able to run a mile flat out. But then when you finally get back into shape, you remember clearly how horrid it felt to sit on the couch all day.
Sometimes the healthy remembrance of the bad is a good thing. It keeps us from loosing sight of where we've come from, and why we stopped/starting doing things differently. But then sometimes it just makes us pessimistic.
The point of this post isn't to say that remembering bad more clearly is better or worse, it's just to point it out. And to ask why.
Why do you think people remember bad things better than good things? Or do you ever agree that we do?
~Kendra
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
:) Full Moons
Today was a full moon. I could honestly tell before I even knew; my class gets crazy when it's a full moon. I love it. We get louder and funnier and closer and participate more. We become the class I loved in eighth grade instead of the class I've grown to dislike through ninth. It's great.
Guess what?
It's snowing :) Again. Again again AGAIN again. Fourth noteworthy snow of the winter. In my yard, there has only been ONE DAY this ENTIRE WINTER that we didn't have snow somewhere. That was yesterday. No lie.
I had gotten really tired of the snow, but now that's it's all gone...I don't mind having a little more :) And it looks sooo beautiful falling. Daddy and Lizzy were just out on the porch catching snowflakes in their hot chocolate :) Life is good, you know?
I know I haven't been posting things of much substance lately...My life isn't really boring right now, but most of what goes on is...just not blog material. Not yet.
I'm really happy, y'all. I think it's a combination of a lot of things, really. But for whatever reason, I'm really happy. So...yay :)
Enjoy your snow if you have any, and enjoy your full moon :)
Guess what?
It's snowing :) Again. Again again AGAIN again. Fourth noteworthy snow of the winter. In my yard, there has only been ONE DAY this ENTIRE WINTER that we didn't have snow somewhere. That was yesterday. No lie.
I had gotten really tired of the snow, but now that's it's all gone...I don't mind having a little more :) And it looks sooo beautiful falling. Daddy and Lizzy were just out on the porch catching snowflakes in their hot chocolate :) Life is good, you know?
I know I haven't been posting things of much substance lately...My life isn't really boring right now, but most of what goes on is...just not blog material. Not yet.
I'm really happy, y'all. I think it's a combination of a lot of things, really. But for whatever reason, I'm really happy. So...yay :)
Enjoy your snow if you have any, and enjoy your full moon :)
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