When I was little, I hated sad songs.
And when I say "hate," I mean "LEGIT. HATRED." If I heard the first note of "Christmas Shoes" on the radio, it was off before the sound had time to register with anyone else. Just about any country sound was taboo, and the general category of Sad Love Songs was banned from my presence.
It's not that I was a controlling little devil (although maybe I was), I just couldn't deal with sad songs. My heart would start to get smaller and tighter and my throat would squeeze and I'd feel warm wetness in the back of my eyes and an uncontrollable need to curl up and die would overtake me.
I heard "Christmas Shoes" ONCE and spent that entire Christmas alternately crying in my room because I thought my mother was going to die. True story.
Now, I love sad songs.
I buy them on iTunes, search them out on my iPod, have playlists for them, put them on in the car. My sister hates me for it, but I figure she'll come around eventually like I did.
Instead of sad songs ruining my day (or possibly my ENTIRE CHRISTMAS SEASON) the way they used to, they fill my soul. Isn't that weird way to say it? But it's true. Something inside me swells with emotion until I think I might burst. The truth and tragedy resonate with me. Sad songs inspire me to write with passion; they pull my emotions together into a breathtaking bundle. They make me feel something beautiful.
I'm not sure when the change happened, or why. I've always been a very emotional person. I don't mean that I cry a lot or am a drama queen. I actually don't cry very often and I pride myself on dry humor.
I mean that when I'm happy, the whole world is beautiful and alive and nothing can stop me. When I'm sad, everything I am dips into a well of despair filled to the top with all the misfortune and cruelty in the world. When I'm angry, everything is tinged in red and channels of passion course through my veins, giving me strength to make a change.
I feel everything strongly. No matter what the emotion is, I am all over it. Full-force, completely, nothing halfway about it.
I think when I was little, I was afraid of my emotions. I knew how powerful my sadness was, so I ran from it, blocked it out, avoided it at all cost. Somewhere along the line, I began to realize how beautiful emotions are. The stronger they are, the more potential for beauty, for inspiration. Not to say that emotions should control you--you must be sure that YOU are in control of THEM--but that you shouldn't fear them.
You miss 100% of the shots you never take. No pain, no gain. The bigger the risk, the bigger the success. You can never win unless you're willing to try.
If you run from your feelings, you'll never know just how beautiful they can be.
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[Due to miscounting on my part, I'm going to have to do more than 30 Things a day for the next three days, because I want to end on Thanksgiving :)]
Questions (all originals, btw XD):
361. When witnesses are asked if they will tell the whole truth in court, what happens if they say no?
362. How do British schools teach about the Revolutionary War?
363. Do Mexicans think about Spain the way Americans think about England?
364. Why do only guys go bald?
365. How important does a person have to be before they're "assassinated" and not just "murdered"?
366. How were cuss words invented?
366. Do other countries celebrate Thanksgiving?
368. Why is it now more of a girl thing to have long hair? I mean, originally, guys AND girls did.
369. What is the big deal with those nerdy glasses this days?
370. Why is it that when I try to think of them, all the awesome questions I have go away?
RANDOM FACTS
371. Saturday mail delivery in Canada was eliminated by Canada Post on February 1, 1969!
372. In Tokyo, a bicycle is faster than a car for most trips of less than 50 minutes!
373. There are 18 different animal shapes in the Animal Crackers cookie zoo!
374. Should there be a crash, Prince Charles and Prince William never travel on the same airplane as a precaution!
375. Your body is creating and killing 15 million red blood cells per second!
376. The king of hearts is the only king without a moustache on a standard playing card!
377. There are no clocks in Las Vegas gambling casinos!
378. There is one slot machine in Las Vegas for every eight inhabitants!
379. Every day 20 banks are robbed. The average take is $2,500!
380. The most popular first name in the world is Muhammad!
Answer to the "How Well Do You Know Me" Quiz:
381. B
382. A
383. D
384. A
385. A
386. C
387. D
388. A
389. B
390. There were only 9 questions... :3
Most Visited Sites on My Computer
391. Yahoo!
392. Gmail
393. Blogger
394. Facebook
395. Google
396. Youtube
397. Wikipedia
398. Stumble
399. Fandango
400. Twitter
~KeNdRa
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
25 Things
I did a tag on Facebook last night, and thought I'd bring it to the blog world! It's called 25 Things. You make a list of 25 random facts about yourself, and then tag 25 people you want to get to know better. I love doing these things and then reading what everyone else puts. Well, here goes!
25 Random Facts About Kendra
1. I cannot stand the word “chick” when referring to a girl. It’s degrading. Unless, of course, you’re using it in a degrading way, and then it’s fine :D
2. I'm allergic to peanuts.
3. I argue just for the heck of it.
4. I'm a dancer.
5. I have a serious fear of food poisoning and tapeworms.
6. My audio processing is zero. I can memorize by hearing, but not process. So, spelling anything to me is completely and utterly OUT, but I will be able to repeat it back to you forever.
7. I don't really like food.
8. I love music in a minor key. So much. It's crazy. I loooove it.
9. I wish more than a lot of things that I had a bigger family.
10. I'm a suspicious person.
11. I haver very eclectic taste in music.
12.Hilari Bell is the writer I think I admire the most (for her writing, I don’t know anything about her as a person).
13. I take random pictures of myself when I’m bored. And it makes me feel vain when I think about it.
14. I’m TERRIBLE at buying gifts.
15. I’m really unobservant.
16. Soccer is my favorite sport, but I’ve played basketball, tennis, tee ball, golf, softball, and dance (still do XD), too.
17. I write lots of unsent letters. It's how I roll.
18. I like giving advice
19. I dislike wearing sunglasses. They make me feel like a diva.
20. Almost everything about me has an exception—or a contradiction. I hate the word chick, but you can use it if you’re being degrading. I’m extremely NOT a touchy-feely person, but there are certain people that I do actually like hugging. I’m a cheapskate, but sometimes I just splurge. I’m not girly at all, but I love heels. I don’t like chick-flicks, but 27 Dresses is one of my favorite movies. And on and on and on.
21. Begging is just not my style.
22. I believe that people who pull “cute” to get their way should be slapped. If you can’t persuade someone with your words, you don’t deserve to get your way anyway.
23. Watching people spit out their toothpaste (or even seeing myself do it) disgusts me beyond belief.
24. Irony is WIN.
25. I believe the most powerful thing in the world is Words.
Now I tag...anyone who wants to do it! If you will, leave me a comment so I'll be sure not to miss your answers!
~Kendra
25 Random Facts About Kendra
1. I cannot stand the word “chick” when referring to a girl. It’s degrading. Unless, of course, you’re using it in a degrading way, and then it’s fine :D
2. I'm allergic to peanuts.
3. I argue just for the heck of it.
4. I'm a dancer.
5. I have a serious fear of food poisoning and tapeworms.
6. My audio processing is zero. I can memorize by hearing, but not process. So, spelling anything to me is completely and utterly OUT, but I will be able to repeat it back to you forever.
7. I don't really like food.
8. I love music in a minor key. So much. It's crazy. I loooove it.
9. I wish more than a lot of things that I had a bigger family.
10. I'm a suspicious person.
11. I haver very eclectic taste in music.
12.Hilari Bell is the writer I think I admire the most (for her writing, I don’t know anything about her as a person).
13. I take random pictures of myself when I’m bored. And it makes me feel vain when I think about it.
14. I’m TERRIBLE at buying gifts.
15. I’m really unobservant.
16. Soccer is my favorite sport, but I’ve played basketball, tennis, tee ball, golf, softball, and dance (still do XD), too.
17. I write lots of unsent letters. It's how I roll.
18. I like giving advice
19. I dislike wearing sunglasses. They make me feel like a diva.
20. Almost everything about me has an exception—or a contradiction. I hate the word chick, but you can use it if you’re being degrading. I’m extremely NOT a touchy-feely person, but there are certain people that I do actually like hugging. I’m a cheapskate, but sometimes I just splurge. I’m not girly at all, but I love heels. I don’t like chick-flicks, but 27 Dresses is one of my favorite movies. And on and on and on.
21. Begging is just not my style.
22. I believe that people who pull “cute” to get their way should be slapped. If you can’t persuade someone with your words, you don’t deserve to get your way anyway.
23. Watching people spit out their toothpaste (or even seeing myself do it) disgusts me beyond belief.
24. Irony is WIN.
25. I believe the most powerful thing in the world is Words.
Now I tag...anyone who wants to do it! If you will, leave me a comment so I'll be sure not to miss your answers!
~Kendra
Thursday, April 22, 2010
tExTiNg PaRt TwO: Where do we stand?
Thanks for following, Gwyn and Kate! That's awesome :)
If you missed Part One: Intro, you can click HERE to read it.
So, before I got more into texting, I wanted to know more about how it started, and where we stand now.
Texting was originally called "SMS", or "Short Message Service". It started in 1992, when a test engineer for Airwide Solutions named Neil Papworth sent “Merry Christmas” from a computer to the phone of Richard Jarvis.
Growth was slow at first. In 1995, the average number of daily messages in America was .4. Yeah, not four. POINT four. In 2000, the average number had risen to 35. Then in 2008, the average number of monthly text messages was 357.
Now, the average number of texts sent monthly in teens is 2272. (However, if you divide that out, that's only an average of about 75 texts per day. Bad, but not THAT bad XD) The number of text messages far outweigh the number of calls, even in most adults.
But how does texting affect us? I'm gonna get to that more later in The Good and then The Bad, but I will say this: Studies and statistics show that it’s addicting and can cause focus issues when one is so constantly connected.
Bummer -_-
Not that I have to worry about any of this anymore since my texting has been suspended XD But here's an interesting piece of information for you...
Did you know it's possible to text phones without having texting? Can you say...Gmail's etexting? >:D If you want more on that, you can email me (livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com) ;)
Stay tuned for Part 3: The Good.
~Kendra
If you missed Part One: Intro, you can click HERE to read it.
So, before I got more into texting, I wanted to know more about how it started, and where we stand now.
Texting was originally called "SMS", or "Short Message Service". It started in 1992, when a test engineer for Airwide Solutions named Neil Papworth sent “Merry Christmas” from a computer to the phone of Richard Jarvis.
Growth was slow at first. In 1995, the average number of daily messages in America was .4. Yeah, not four. POINT four. In 2000, the average number had risen to 35. Then in 2008, the average number of monthly text messages was 357.
Now, the average number of texts sent monthly in teens is 2272. (However, if you divide that out, that's only an average of about 75 texts per day. Bad, but not THAT bad XD) The number of text messages far outweigh the number of calls, even in most adults.
But how does texting affect us? I'm gonna get to that more later in The Good and then The Bad, but I will say this: Studies and statistics show that it’s addicting and can cause focus issues when one is so constantly connected.
Bummer -_-
Not that I have to worry about any of this anymore since my texting has been suspended XD But here's an interesting piece of information for you...
Did you know it's possible to text phones without having texting? Can you say...Gmail's etexting? >:D If you want more on that, you can email me (livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com) ;)
Stay tuned for Part 3: The Good.
~Kendra
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Truth Revealed and Character Profile: Skye
Hello :) I didn't have school today. Yay :D
AND I wrote about 2000 words in that story I've been posting about, also yay :D
Okay, now to answer yesterday's Fact or Fiction Day question:
Question: Is marijuana addictive?
Answer: No. Fiction.
Only Tragedy101 and Milli got it right! Good job, you guys!
To answer the question further, it depends on how you define "addictive". Marijuana isn't addictive like nicotine, but it can become a habit. Just about anything can become that kind of "addictive". But technically, nope, marijuana isn't addictive.
However, it does pose tons of obvious health risks, so I would highly recommend you don't go out and start smoking it. Oh, yeah, and it's illegal XD
Now, because I'm really into this story right now, I'm going to ditch Memory Day (*gasp*) and do another character profile :)
1. Name: Elizabeth Skye Daniels (goes by Skye)
2. Age: 15 (almost)
3. Birthday: February 12th 1995
4. Family: Mom; Dad (divorced); little brother, Mark
5. Hair color: blonde/strawberry blonde
6. Hair length: medium-long
7. Hair style: thick and straight with short side bangs
8. Eye color: blue
9. Height: small, 5'1”
10. Body type: petite
11. Loves: languages
12. Hates: kill joys
13. Strength: very smart and cheerful
14. Weakness: innocence
15. Sucker for: foreign languages/accents
16. Irritated by: rudeness
17. Wants most: her parents to get back together
God-given power: Speaking in Tongues (Skye can speak, read, write, and understand any language naturally.)
AND I wrote about 2000 words in that story I've been posting about, also yay :D
Okay, now to answer yesterday's Fact or Fiction Day question:
Question: Is marijuana addictive?
Answer: No. Fiction.
Only Tragedy101 and Milli got it right! Good job, you guys!
To answer the question further, it depends on how you define "addictive". Marijuana isn't addictive like nicotine, but it can become a habit. Just about anything can become that kind of "addictive". But technically, nope, marijuana isn't addictive.
However, it does pose tons of obvious health risks, so I would highly recommend you don't go out and start smoking it. Oh, yeah, and it's illegal XD
Now, because I'm really into this story right now, I'm going to ditch Memory Day (*gasp*) and do another character profile :)
1. Name: Elizabeth Skye Daniels (goes by Skye)2. Age: 15 (almost)
3. Birthday: February 12th 1995
4. Family: Mom; Dad (divorced); little brother, Mark
5. Hair color: blonde/strawberry blonde
6. Hair length: medium-long
7. Hair style: thick and straight with short side bangs
8. Eye color: blue
9. Height: small, 5'1”
10. Body type: petite
11. Loves: languages
12. Hates: kill joys
13. Strength: very smart and cheerful
14. Weakness: innocence
15. Sucker for: foreign languages/accents
16. Irritated by: rudeness
17. Wants most: her parents to get back together
God-given power: Speaking in Tongues (Skye can speak, read, write, and understand any language naturally.)
Monday, February 1, 2010
Fact of Fiction Day and Hybrids
*giggles uncontrollably*
OMGGUESSWHAT?
Due to snow, NO CLASS TOMORROW!!!! WE HAVE A WEEK OFF!!
Y'all cannot even know how awesome that is to me (with the exception of Kyle, who has heard nothing but "woe is me" in various forms all day). I have an extra week prepare for debate, and write a better version of my crappy Introduction to the Classical Period paper.
Halle-freaking-lujah.
I also looked into a morph-your-kid site from Cinderella's blog, and made a Kendra-JaceWayland hybrid child >:D I took this picture of me:
And this one of Jace:
And got this:
Hmm. It's kinda weird, because if I look away, I can see me for a split second...
*is going to make a Darren and Paige hybrid child*
So, okay. Today is Fact or Fiction Day! *cue applause*
Fact or Fiction?
Is marijuana addictive?
Leave a comment and I'll let you know tomorrow, when I'm NOT in class :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
OMGGUESSWHAT?
Due to snow, NO CLASS TOMORROW!!!! WE HAVE A WEEK OFF!!
Y'all cannot even know how awesome that is to me (with the exception of Kyle, who has heard nothing but "woe is me" in various forms all day). I have an extra week prepare for debate, and write a better version of my crappy Introduction to the Classical Period paper.
Halle-freaking-lujah.
I also looked into a morph-your-kid site from Cinderella's blog, and made a Kendra-JaceWayland hybrid child >:D I took this picture of me:
And this one of Jace:
And got this:
Hmm. It's kinda weird, because if I look away, I can see me for a split second...*is going to make a Darren and Paige hybrid child*
So, okay. Today is Fact or Fiction Day! *cue applause*
Fact or Fiction?
Is marijuana addictive?
Leave a comment and I'll let you know tomorrow, when I'm NOT in class :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Truth Revealed and Kendra's First Boyfriend XD
Haha, wow, awesome response to the last post! Thanks for guessing, y'all!
Now, the truth revealed:
Does Kendra like death metal?
For the record, 6/9 followers answered FACT.
Answer:
Heck yes XD FACT.
Congratulations to Izori, kinda JT (I think your answer was cheating ;) :P), Katie G, Tunafish, Cavender (duh ;P), and Milli!
I really don't know why I like death metal. Maybe it's the rebel in me, maybe it's the fact that it almost takes talent to appreciate in itself, maybe it's the fact that lots of metal is in a minor key (something I LOVE). *shrug* I really don't know, but for whatever reason, yes: Kendra likes death metal :)
Well, today is Memory Day. What memory shall I tell you on this wonderful Tuesday?
Ah, I got it. A preschool memory. They're always fun.
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Okay, so, I had this boyfriend in preschool.
His name was Jared, he was half African American, and he was very, very good looking. He was fun, funny, and liked to play pretend games with me, or at the very least would put up with it for my sake.
The day I remember most with him was the day the kids in my class mailed our Father's Day cards. All twenty-ish of us got in a line and got to walk (with the teachers, of course) to the post office a couple of blocks over to mail our cards. I had on a red, yellow, and black plaid, pleated skirt that I loved :) Jared and I held hands, skipping, and pretended that we were walking to college. We thought all the big, old buildings around looked like colleges.
Yeah, he was pretty awesome. He was one of the few kids at preschool that I actually liked. -.- To put it mildly, I did not care for some of the kids, especially this girl named Maria.
Maria was always kinda mean, and she especially was to me. She thought she was SO GORGEOUS, but I didn't particularly think so. One day, picture day at preschool, she came up to me in her flouncy little dress and said, "I'm prettier than you are."
I tried to play it off, but even as four-year-old tomboy, the remark hurt me a lot. I really liked my dress, and I had thought I looked nice.
Things got worse the next day. Jared came up to me during playtime and said (I can hear his voice to this day):
"I'm sorry, Kendra, I've got a new girlfriend now."
Cue the *dun dun dunnnnnn* music.
And from perfectly behind him, just like in a bad movie, MARIA stepped out.
Of all the people to be replaced by! *huff* Even as a four-year-old I wasn't much for being dissed ;) I remember being more mad than sad, but I did cry a little at home that day, LOL!
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:) Thank you for joining us for a Kendra's Way-More-Vivid-Than-Any-Four-Year-Old-Should-Be-Able-To-Remember Memory.
If you'd still listen to advice from a nut job like me, stick around tomorrow for Advice Day ;)
Now, the truth revealed:
Does Kendra like death metal?
For the record, 6/9 followers answered FACT.
Answer:
Heck yes XD FACT.
Congratulations to Izori, kinda JT (I think your answer was cheating ;) :P), Katie G, Tunafish, Cavender (duh ;P), and Milli!
I really don't know why I like death metal. Maybe it's the rebel in me, maybe it's the fact that it almost takes talent to appreciate in itself, maybe it's the fact that lots of metal is in a minor key (something I LOVE). *shrug* I really don't know, but for whatever reason, yes: Kendra likes death metal :)
Well, today is Memory Day. What memory shall I tell you on this wonderful Tuesday?
Ah, I got it. A preschool memory. They're always fun.
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Okay, so, I had this boyfriend in preschool.
His name was Jared, he was half African American, and he was very, very good looking. He was fun, funny, and liked to play pretend games with me, or at the very least would put up with it for my sake.
The day I remember most with him was the day the kids in my class mailed our Father's Day cards. All twenty-ish of us got in a line and got to walk (with the teachers, of course) to the post office a couple of blocks over to mail our cards. I had on a red, yellow, and black plaid, pleated skirt that I loved :) Jared and I held hands, skipping, and pretended that we were walking to college. We thought all the big, old buildings around looked like colleges.
Yeah, he was pretty awesome. He was one of the few kids at preschool that I actually liked. -.- To put it mildly, I did not care for some of the kids, especially this girl named Maria.
Maria was always kinda mean, and she especially was to me. She thought she was SO GORGEOUS, but I didn't particularly think so. One day, picture day at preschool, she came up to me in her flouncy little dress and said, "I'm prettier than you are."
I tried to play it off, but even as four-year-old tomboy, the remark hurt me a lot. I really liked my dress, and I had thought I looked nice.
Things got worse the next day. Jared came up to me during playtime and said (I can hear his voice to this day):
"I'm sorry, Kendra, I've got a new girlfriend now."
Cue the *dun dun dunnnnnn* music.
And from perfectly behind him, just like in a bad movie, MARIA stepped out.
Of all the people to be replaced by! *huff* Even as a four-year-old I wasn't much for being dissed ;) I remember being more mad than sad, but I did cry a little at home that day, LOL!
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:) Thank you for joining us for a Kendra's Way-More-Vivid-Than-Any-Four-Year-Old-Should-Be-Able-To-Remember Memory.
If you'd still listen to advice from a nut job like me, stick around tomorrow for Advice Day ;)
Monday, January 18, 2010
Fact or Fiction Day!
Thanks for following, Reincarnated RockstarVamp and Avalon!
Okay, Fact or Fiction time! Can you get it right?
Fact or Fiction:
Kendra likes death metal.
Leave a comment or email me at livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com.
:)
Okay, Fact or Fiction time! Can you get it right?
Fact or Fiction:
Kendra likes death metal.
Leave a comment or email me at livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com.
:)
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Character Day and Feeling Much Better
Character Day! I'm going to do one of my own today: fourteen-year-old Kaelie Kayla Morgan (KY-lee KAY-lah MOR-gun).
Kaelie is bubbly, fun-loving and impatient, but also clever and maintains a touch of solemnity when necessary. She's a complex person. She can be giggly and easily distracted one moment, and then come up with a perfect solution to a mind-boggling problem the next. Her favorite things include good jokes, the color periwinkle (she likes the name as well as the color), and friends. She despises stupid people, her brother being right when she's wrong, and long waits.
Appearance-wise, Kaelie's looks match her personality. Her auburn hair and extraordinarily bright green eyes give her a clever and excited look. Originally, her hair was supposed to be kind of scrunched-style and shoulder length. Now I'm starting to like the picture of hair I have below. Kind of a Star Trek-esque ponty-tail thing going on, which fits since Kaelie's story is set in the future. What do you think? Anywyay, she's 5'6" tall and weighs about 124lb.
The color and texture (and maybe length?) of Kaelie's hair:
Kaelie's eyes:
Over-all (she's a bit younger than the girl in this picture):
And there's Kaelie Morgan!
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So, as you might have gathered from the title of this post, I'm feeling a lot better. I guess I was just having a bad few days. I'm still not who I want to be, but that's okay, but God is working on my every day. I'm not *supposed* to be perfect!
Thanks, all of you guys who left such encouraging comments. You can't possibly know how much they help me when I'm feeling down.
I don't want to talk about school. At all. Next topic.
I'm supposed to be reading "Gulliver's Travels" this week for school. So far, it's pretty good. It's not super exciting, but it's not particularly hard to read either. We're supposed to be keeping a record as we read of all the satire in it. I'm really looking forward to that. Satire/sarcastism is definitely a subject I love XD
No writing to speak of. I've been thinking some about my stories, but nothing has struck me as writing material--yet. I'm still waiting.
I haven't written any "Mirror" in a very long time. Like, MONTHS long time. Am I worried?
Nope.
This happened to me in the beginning of "Mirror", too. I wrote about thirty pages, and then it was a good nine or ten months before I read over it and got excited about it again. I'm just taking a break. Sooner or later, I'll start to miss my characters and I'll get a brainstorm or something and BAM! The words will flow.
Play practice tonight :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D I've been a little depressed, though, thinking about the fact that it has to end.
I'm telling you, I SUCK at carpe-ing my diem. I live in the past (I wish I could go back and time and relieve such-and-such) and in the future (it's gonna suck when so-and-so leaves or when such-and-such is over). I've been trying SO HARD to enjoy "Mulan" while it lasts that I've been ruining it for myself.
*MOANGROANSIGHWAILSOB*
I know this is a weird prayer request, and frankly pretty selfish, but if y'all think of me during the day, do you think you could send out a prayer that I will learn to enjoy life RIGHT NOW?
I guess that's about all I've got to say.
Oh, hah, no, it isn't. I lied XD
Fact or Fiction Day was yesterday. The fact/fiction: Eating 2 poppy seed bagels can make you test positive for drugs.
FACT.
Cavender, Bethany, and Gracie all got it right, but Cavender got it right first. Here's your award, Cavender:
I think I'm going to stop giving out awards for this. Awards are supposed to be special, and giving them out twice a week is just making it kind of mundane. And it's kind of a pain to keep cranking out awards, lol XD
Thanks for being there, you guys!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Who Am I?
Fact or Fiction?
Eating 2 poppy seed bagels can make you test positive for drugs.
Email. Comment. First correct gets an award. No Googling.
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So, Followers Say is this Saturday! I'm really excited to see what people have to say. I'm thinking this is gonna be an anual thing, and I hope that it will grow every year.
School...I don't know what's wrong with me. Usually, I go through times when I "hate" school, but I never REALLY do. I feel like I'm kind of resenting school right now. It's getting in the way of all the other stuff I like to do. It seems like the assignments are all really tedious and stupid. I don't know.
I don't like myself very much lately. It's not that I'm usually in love with myself, but I'm usually pretty okay with how I am and getting to be more of who I want to be. Lately, I've not been liking the way my work ethic and thoughts are going, but I don't seem to take the iniciate to change them either. Everything just seems like of discouraging, like I'll never get anywhere I want to be with anything.
My posting style and content are going downhill, too. I used to post lighter, more fun things with interesting facts and real outlooks on things. I used to try to be real and post challenging things. I feel different now, but not good different. Different...darker, more conforming. I hate that. I really hate myself right now.
Don't freak out, I'm not suicidal or anything; I'm not one to go for the permanent solution to a temporary problem. I just don't know what to do to get myself back on track to...whatever it is I want.
I feel kind of lost, I guess. Remember my advice a few weeks ago? "Be sure you know who you are. If you don't, how can you expect others to?" Well, I really need to do that now. I feel like I'm being fake with everyone, but it's not really my fault because I'm not sure who I am anyway. I used to be really sure of who I was. I was KENDRA: smart, persistent, persuasive, and certainly destined to be a great writer and lawyer someday.
NOW what am I? I have no idea, and it bothers me.
Sorry. I don't mean to rant at you guys. You didn't sign up for this.
I guess I'm just feeling down-in-the-dumps. *shrug*
I have my headshot for the play today. I hate pictures like this. I don't mind regular pictures when you're just doing life and people are like "SMILE!" *flash* I hate pictures that you prepare for. I always end up having a bad hair day, or one of those times when my eyeliner won't do right. This picture is for the play, so all the people that I really care about what they think are gonna see it all over. If I look stupid, I'll look stupid for a long time.
-_-
I'm just going to stop now. I don't know who I am, so how can I expect you to?
Eating 2 poppy seed bagels can make you test positive for drugs.
Email. Comment. First correct gets an award. No Googling.
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So, Followers Say is this Saturday! I'm really excited to see what people have to say. I'm thinking this is gonna be an anual thing, and I hope that it will grow every year.
School...I don't know what's wrong with me. Usually, I go through times when I "hate" school, but I never REALLY do. I feel like I'm kind of resenting school right now. It's getting in the way of all the other stuff I like to do. It seems like the assignments are all really tedious and stupid. I don't know.
I don't like myself very much lately. It's not that I'm usually in love with myself, but I'm usually pretty okay with how I am and getting to be more of who I want to be. Lately, I've not been liking the way my work ethic and thoughts are going, but I don't seem to take the iniciate to change them either. Everything just seems like of discouraging, like I'll never get anywhere I want to be with anything.
My posting style and content are going downhill, too. I used to post lighter, more fun things with interesting facts and real outlooks on things. I used to try to be real and post challenging things. I feel different now, but not good different. Different...darker, more conforming. I hate that. I really hate myself right now.
Don't freak out, I'm not suicidal or anything; I'm not one to go for the permanent solution to a temporary problem. I just don't know what to do to get myself back on track to...whatever it is I want.
I feel kind of lost, I guess. Remember my advice a few weeks ago? "Be sure you know who you are. If you don't, how can you expect others to?" Well, I really need to do that now. I feel like I'm being fake with everyone, but it's not really my fault because I'm not sure who I am anyway. I used to be really sure of who I was. I was KENDRA: smart, persistent, persuasive, and certainly destined to be a great writer and lawyer someday.
NOW what am I? I have no idea, and it bothers me.
Sorry. I don't mean to rant at you guys. You didn't sign up for this.
I guess I'm just feeling down-in-the-dumps. *shrug*
I have my headshot for the play today. I hate pictures like this. I don't mind regular pictures when you're just doing life and people are like "SMILE!" *flash* I hate pictures that you prepare for. I always end up having a bad hair day, or one of those times when my eyeliner won't do right. This picture is for the play, so all the people that I really care about what they think are gonna see it all over. If I look stupid, I'll look stupid for a long time.
-_-
I'm just going to stop now. I don't know who I am, so how can I expect you to?
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Chinese Culture
Fact or Fiction?
"The Chinese are considering renouncing the one-child law."
Comment. Email. No Google. First one correct gets an award (no longer all who get it correct, sorry :-\).
Oh, yeah, and here's the award from last week that I forgot about XD Cavender and Justagirl4god got it right! (Will a tooth left in Coca-Cola over night disolve? The answer is NO! That's a myth!)
Award:
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I am listening to the Mulan soundtrack for the third time today. I have no idea how, but I'm still not sick of the songs yet...
Favorites:
1. Written in Stone
2. I'll Make a Man Out of You
3. A Girl Worth Fighting For
The way the guys do A Girl Worth Fighting For is hilarious! They do a great job, even with the harmony and stuff. I have no real idea who's reading this, since no one uses their real name, but if any of the guys from the play is reading this, GOOD JOB! XD
School is going okay. I've barely started "Pilgram's Progress", and I need to finish by tomorrow so I can start on the writing assignment: write an allegory. Sounds pretty fun to me. I'm going to try to make mine more subtle than John Bunyan's. *rolls eyes* I mean, really. A guy named Help? Hmm, wonder what he symbolizes...sheesh :P
I've become a little obsessed with Chinese culture. (Gee, wonder why? It can't be the fact that I'm totally EMERSED in it 24/7 because of Mulan, can it? XD) It's so fascinating. Very unfair, but fascinating. I love different cultures, they get my imagination going, and I just love learning about them. Chinese culture is such a good culture to write stories in. It's really sad that you're only allowed to have one child, but it does create an interesting premise for stories.
*frowns at self* Maybe I'm just horrible and unfeeling. Oh dear...
I had lots of crazy dreams last night, but I can't remember them clearly at all. Something about kidnapping and a driveway...lol, no idea!
Dance tonight! And no play practice, so I don't have to miss it.
Lizzy will be THIRTEEN YEARS OLD in TWO DAYS!! :O :O It's freaky enough that Matt ("little brother") just turned thirteen, but Lizzy? That's freakier even still.
He turned eighteen (18) today. :- Wow.
Writing on "Mirror" = zip
Writing on random otherness = some
That's all :D Thanks for reading!
"The Chinese are considering renouncing the one-child law."
Comment. Email. No Google. First one correct gets an award (no longer all who get it correct, sorry :-\).
Oh, yeah, and here's the award from last week that I forgot about XD Cavender and Justagirl4god got it right! (Will a tooth left in Coca-Cola over night disolve? The answer is NO! That's a myth!)
Award:
---------------------------"Let's get down to business
To defeat the Huns
Did they send me daughters
When I asked for sons?
You're the saddest bunch
I ever met
But you can bet
Before we're through
Mister, I'll make a manout of you
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(Be a man)
We must be swift asthe coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the forceof a great typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the strength of a raging fire
Mysterious as thedark side of the moon!"
Favorites:
1. Written in Stone
2. I'll Make a Man Out of You
3. A Girl Worth Fighting For
The way the guys do A Girl Worth Fighting For is hilarious! They do a great job, even with the harmony and stuff. I have no real idea who's reading this, since no one uses their real name, but if any of the guys from the play is reading this, GOOD JOB! XD
School is going okay. I've barely started "Pilgram's Progress", and I need to finish by tomorrow so I can start on the writing assignment: write an allegory. Sounds pretty fun to me. I'm going to try to make mine more subtle than John Bunyan's. *rolls eyes* I mean, really. A guy named Help? Hmm, wonder what he symbolizes...sheesh :P
I've become a little obsessed with Chinese culture. (Gee, wonder why? It can't be the fact that I'm totally EMERSED in it 24/7 because of Mulan, can it? XD) It's so fascinating. Very unfair, but fascinating. I love different cultures, they get my imagination going, and I just love learning about them. Chinese culture is such a good culture to write stories in. It's really sad that you're only allowed to have one child, but it does create an interesting premise for stories.
*frowns at self* Maybe I'm just horrible and unfeeling. Oh dear...
I had lots of crazy dreams last night, but I can't remember them clearly at all. Something about kidnapping and a driveway...lol, no idea!
Dance tonight! And no play practice, so I don't have to miss it.
Lizzy will be THIRTEEN YEARS OLD in TWO DAYS!! :O :O It's freaky enough that Matt ("little brother") just turned thirteen, but Lizzy? That's freakier even still.
He turned eighteen (18) today. :- Wow.
Writing on "Mirror" = zip
Writing on random otherness = some
That's all :D Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Facts and Sigs
*jaw drops to desk-level* ... *rubs eyes* ...I *DO* have 54 followers now! :O :O Wow, how did this happen?? Thanks Jaynine, Cassie, and Illunse! Y'all are fantastic! You make my day!!
EDIT: *GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP* 55??????? Thanks, Calico Zak! Wow!!
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Fact! Or...Fiction?
A tooth left in Coca-Cola over night will disolve.
Leave your guess in a comment or email me for an award! First person to get it right gets and award, and everyone who gets it right but not first will get a participation award. No Googling allowed ;)
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Well, today was fine. Nothing to report, really. I have dance tonight, though! First class of the year! Same teacher, probably a lot of the same girls. It'll be fun. I do have kind of a lot on my plate, though. Soccer practices, soccer games, play practices, dance classes, school work getting significantly challenging...*moangroansigh*
Anyway, I started ANOTHER story inspired by soccer the other day, but I do not even plan to continue it, so I probably won't talk about it much. It's just a random scribbling (er, typing...).
I was very bored, and didn't have anything real to say today, so I made more signatures for no reason XD I made them for the main characters of "The W Chronicles".
The main character in "Woods" is Tyler Gifford (she's a girl, by the way), a bad-tempered freshman who has forgotten the joy of being a child.
The main character in "Waters" is Linder Asp, a shy half-elf lady-in-waiting for the Elven queen who wants to prove her human mother's innocence in a murder case.
The main character in "Walls" is Landon, an smart, sixteen-year-old orphan boy who works for the Leader. (This story is set in the future. It will portray how I think America will be in a hundred years or so.)
Also, there's Kaelie Kayla Morgan, Landon's clever and quirky fourteen-year-old sister.
The main character in "Ways" is Princess Kristalia Calvinson (Krista), a troubled thirteen-year-old princess whose strong family ties and sense of duty give her strength and courage.
During the story, Krista has to give up her identity as a princess and go "undercover". Then she can really be her own person. Because she's so different during this time, I made a seperate signature for just plain Krista.
The main character in "Wars" is Vega the Assasin Girl, proud and capable. (Yes, I decided against the majority. Vega is such a cool name [I loved Kieran, too, though] and it goes with the meaning of her brothers' names as well.) Despite the fact that I've talked about Vega the most and I have some of her story written, I don't know much about her yet. I'm still figuring it out. Here's her signature, though:
Her almost-thirteen-year-old brother, Levant, is also a big character, to give the series another boy :) He's wild, easy-going and extremely likable. He's also a pick-pocket.
So, yeah. That's what I did for like forty-five minutes XD Thanks for reading, you guys! WOOT! Over 'n' out,
P.S. *another jaw drop* TWENTY PEOPLE VOTED IN THE POLL! YAAAAAAAAAY FOR MAJOR RECORD-BREAKING!! Apparently, "Beauty and the Beast" is the most popular Disney movie among Carpe Diem readers. Runner ups were:
Mulan: 11
Aladin: 9
Cinderella: 7
Toy Story: 6
Sleeping Beauty: 4
Hercules: 3
Snow White/Can't decide: 2
Over all, I totally am in agreement with the outcome. My top three favorites came out as the over all top three, and my least favorite, Snow White, came in last place. I'm just surprised that Sleeping Beauty beat Hercules... ;)
EDIT: *GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASP* 55??????? Thanks, Calico Zak! Wow!!
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Fact! Or...Fiction?
A tooth left in Coca-Cola over night will disolve.
Leave your guess in a comment or email me for an award! First person to get it right gets and award, and everyone who gets it right but not first will get a participation award. No Googling allowed ;)
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Well, today was fine. Nothing to report, really. I have dance tonight, though! First class of the year! Same teacher, probably a lot of the same girls. It'll be fun. I do have kind of a lot on my plate, though. Soccer practices, soccer games, play practices, dance classes, school work getting significantly challenging...*moangroansigh*
Anyway, I started ANOTHER story inspired by soccer the other day, but I do not even plan to continue it, so I probably won't talk about it much. It's just a random scribbling (er, typing...).
I was very bored, and didn't have anything real to say today, so I made more signatures for no reason XD I made them for the main characters of "The W Chronicles".
The main character in "Woods" is Tyler Gifford (she's a girl, by the way), a bad-tempered freshman who has forgotten the joy of being a child.
The main character in "Waters" is Linder Asp, a shy half-elf lady-in-waiting for the Elven queen who wants to prove her human mother's innocence in a murder case.
The main character in "Walls" is Landon, an smart, sixteen-year-old orphan boy who works for the Leader. (This story is set in the future. It will portray how I think America will be in a hundred years or so.)
Also, there's Kaelie Kayla Morgan, Landon's clever and quirky fourteen-year-old sister.
The main character in "Ways" is Princess Kristalia Calvinson (Krista), a troubled thirteen-year-old princess whose strong family ties and sense of duty give her strength and courage.
During the story, Krista has to give up her identity as a princess and go "undercover". Then she can really be her own person. Because she's so different during this time, I made a seperate signature for just plain Krista.
The main character in "Wars" is Vega the Assasin Girl, proud and capable. (Yes, I decided against the majority. Vega is such a cool name [I loved Kieran, too, though] and it goes with the meaning of her brothers' names as well.) Despite the fact that I've talked about Vega the most and I have some of her story written, I don't know much about her yet. I'm still figuring it out. Here's her signature, though:
Her almost-thirteen-year-old brother, Levant, is also a big character, to give the series another boy :) He's wild, easy-going and extremely likable. He's also a pick-pocket.
So, yeah. That's what I did for like forty-five minutes XD Thanks for reading, you guys! WOOT! Over 'n' out,
P.S. *another jaw drop* TWENTY PEOPLE VOTED IN THE POLL! YAAAAAAAAAY FOR MAJOR RECORD-BREAKING!! Apparently, "Beauty and the Beast" is the most popular Disney movie among Carpe Diem readers. Runner ups were:
Mulan: 11
Aladin: 9
Cinderella: 7
Toy Story: 6
Sleeping Beauty: 4
Hercules: 3
Snow White/Can't decide: 2
Over all, I totally am in agreement with the outcome. My top three favorites came out as the over all top three, and my least favorite, Snow White, came in last place. I'm just surprised that Sleeping Beauty beat Hercules... ;)
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Fact or Fiction and the Timeline from Satan
Fact or Fiction:
The Kentucky Fried Chicken chain changed their name to KFC to eliminate the word "fried" from its title.
As usual, comment or email me your answer, and NO GOOGLING :)
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Well, today was just lovely.
NOT.
School was going moderately fine until about 2:45 when I started to work on my hateful timeline for Art History. To keep it short, I'll just explain it as the most horrendously tedious, mind-numbingly frustrating, stress-inducing school activity ever conceived by man (or in this case, woman :P).
AND it has to be done on the computer, which triples the liklihood of getting a monsterous headache (I did).
I had three pages worth of dates to enter into this timeline. I have to copy and paste the timeline onto a word document, change all the dates on the line to suit what I need it to, copy and past the little labels and stick them to the right date.
To give you an idea of how long it takes to do this, I'll tell you that it took me 53 minutes to enter in half a page's worth of dates.
I saved the document and decided I'd finish later.
That wasn't good enough for my mother, however, she said I had to finish the other two and a half pages NOW, and she wanted to see what I had done so far (I don't think she believed me that I had worked on it at all :( ).
Grumbling to myself, I pulled up the hateful timeline.
Er, tried to.
The thing is, it wasn't there.
None of it. At all. Nothing. Nowhere.
My timeline had somehow gotten deleted, or at any rate, not saved even though I specifically clicked SAVE a million times!
SO, I had to start ALL OVER and do the WHOLE THING which took me a grand total of THREE HOURS of insanely tedious, mind-numblingly frustrating, stressful WORK.
I almost cried. But I didn't.
So, that was my day.
How was yours? >:E
No play practice tonight :'( I'm sad about that. I really, really, REALLY like it. I thought at first it was going to just stress me out, but it actually is KEEPING me from being stressed. It's a great way to relax and have fun after a horrible day. So, I really wish I had it tonight :(
As for writing...*sigh* I really need to get with it, I know. I don't know what's wrong with me, but then again I never do.
So, blah. Vote on the poll. Answer the Fact or Fiction question. Participate in Followers Say. Ask me a question for Question Day. Get someone to become my 50th follower.
*sigh*
I'm sorry. Today has just turned out to be a heck of a let down. Thanks for cheering me up, though, Cavender :)
P.S. Check out my new bookshelf! It's on the sidebar thing right after the blog archive.
The Kentucky Fried Chicken chain changed their name to KFC to eliminate the word "fried" from its title.
As usual, comment or email me your answer, and NO GOOGLING :)
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Well, today was just lovely.
NOT.
School was going moderately fine until about 2:45 when I started to work on my hateful timeline for Art History. To keep it short, I'll just explain it as the most horrendously tedious, mind-numbingly frustrating, stress-inducing school activity ever conceived by man (or in this case, woman :P).
AND it has to be done on the computer, which triples the liklihood of getting a monsterous headache (I did).
I had three pages worth of dates to enter into this timeline. I have to copy and paste the timeline onto a word document, change all the dates on the line to suit what I need it to, copy and past the little labels and stick them to the right date.
To give you an idea of how long it takes to do this, I'll tell you that it took me 53 minutes to enter in half a page's worth of dates.
I saved the document and decided I'd finish later.
That wasn't good enough for my mother, however, she said I had to finish the other two and a half pages NOW, and she wanted to see what I had done so far (I don't think she believed me that I had worked on it at all :( ).
Grumbling to myself, I pulled up the hateful timeline.
Er, tried to.
The thing is, it wasn't there.
None of it. At all. Nothing. Nowhere.
My timeline had somehow gotten deleted, or at any rate, not saved even though I specifically clicked SAVE a million times!
SO, I had to start ALL OVER and do the WHOLE THING which took me a grand total of THREE HOURS of insanely tedious, mind-numblingly frustrating, stressful WORK.
I almost cried. But I didn't.
So, that was my day.
How was yours? >:E
No play practice tonight :'( I'm sad about that. I really, really, REALLY like it. I thought at first it was going to just stress me out, but it actually is KEEPING me from being stressed. It's a great way to relax and have fun after a horrible day. So, I really wish I had it tonight :(
As for writing...*sigh* I really need to get with it, I know. I don't know what's wrong with me, but then again I never do.
So, blah. Vote on the poll. Answer the Fact or Fiction question. Participate in Followers Say. Ask me a question for Question Day. Get someone to become my 50th follower.
*sigh*
I'm sorry. Today has just turned out to be a heck of a let down. Thanks for cheering me up, though, Cavender :)
P.S. Check out my new bookshelf! It's on the sidebar thing right after the blog archive.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Question Day and NERVOUSNESS!!
Question Day!!
The wonderful Rochelle Blue asked:
"When did you decide you wanted to become a writer?"
This might be a more in-depth question than I thought when I first read it. I thought, "Oh, that's easy. I decided when...um...well...when DID I decide I wanted to be a writer??"
I recently looked back at the “books” I made when I was a little kid. I would draw pictures and then tell my mom what to write under each picture. I thought that I wanted to be an artist because I loved to draw the pictures so much, but now I see that really I wanted to be a writer all along! I just thought I was being an artist, when I was really being an author even then.
Being a writer is the only goal for my future that has never shifted once. My other dreams for the future have all changed or been dropped, but I have wanted to write stories for other people to enjoy ever since I can remember. Because of all the events and passions pointing to my becoming a writer, I do believe it is the one goal that I am certain about. I firmly believe that God’s purpose for me has at least something to do with my being a writer. While all my other career goals and dreams may shift and change, I think being a writer is something that will always be close to my heart.
So, long answer short, I honestly think I was born wanting to be a writer. Something about the way my mind and personality works is just perfectly suited to do that.
Thanks so much, Rochelle! If anyone else has a question for Question Day, feel free to tell me! Please... ;)
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*internally quivers nervously with teeth clenched* That's how I look when I'm really nervous: jaw tight, chill bumps, flat expression, noticable swallowing.
My audition is tonight. I've changed song AGAIN.
Turns out the original "Teardrops on my Guitar" is different from the karaoke version I bought. The karaoke version sounds nothing the same, and the stupid CD doesn't have any tracks with the lyrics on them so I can learn. So, my dad and I spend half the morning hunting down and downloading the sheet music to one of my favorite songs we sing at church: "My Savior, My God". I can sing that really well.
So, now I have a song and sheet music and I know the song and I can sing it.
All very good things that came from a long series of bad things. Isn't God funny like that? Just when you're ready to scream at him to stop messing up everything you try to do, he's like "ta da!" and everything is all fixed. *sigh* You'd think I'd have learned to trust him more by now, but I haven't. Still working on it.
I'm definitely nervous, though. VERY nervous. My dad told me that when I audition, I need to put all my inhibitions aside and be my crazy, wide-open self. He told me that I tend to act small when in front of people, but I didn't used to be that way. He told me that I should forget about nervous and go back to how I was when I was little. Easier said than done. I'm going to try, though.
School is going so weirdly. With birthday shopping on Wednesday and birthday celebrations on Thursday, I just didn't get a whole lot done. I've mostly caught up today, though, so I'm back on track. It's been a very stressful day, though. It's so hard to concentrate on how WAAAAAAAAAAYYYY much school I have when I'm freaking out inside about the audition. When I'm nervous, sometimes I get really short of breath 'cause my heart is beating so fast, and that, of course, affects my singing...*sigh*
If you wouldn't mind, will you guys keep me in your thoughts and prayers tonight? The audition is at seven. I know this really isn't a big deal, but it does mean a lot to me.
Thanks for listening, y'all. It's good to have somewhere to vent.
P.S. GracieTheFirst and Cavender are the only ones who responded to Fact or Fiction. Here's the answer:
Fact/Fiction: In Missouri, a man must have a permit to shave.
Answer: Yes and No. Not to shave himself, but to own a barber shop and shave others, yes, he does ;)
You both won in a way. Sorry for irritating Everyone-Wins??-That-Is-So-Lame thing, haha! In the future I promise there will be only one right answer. In the meantime, Gracie and Cavender both get this award:
Congratulations! :)
P.P.S. I recently got some new awards (see the right side bar thing right below the About Me) from Bethany! Thanks!
The wonderful Rochelle Blue asked:
"When did you decide you wanted to become a writer?"
This might be a more in-depth question than I thought when I first read it. I thought, "Oh, that's easy. I decided when...um...well...when DID I decide I wanted to be a writer??"
I recently looked back at the “books” I made when I was a little kid. I would draw pictures and then tell my mom what to write under each picture. I thought that I wanted to be an artist because I loved to draw the pictures so much, but now I see that really I wanted to be a writer all along! I just thought I was being an artist, when I was really being an author even then.
Being a writer is the only goal for my future that has never shifted once. My other dreams for the future have all changed or been dropped, but I have wanted to write stories for other people to enjoy ever since I can remember. Because of all the events and passions pointing to my becoming a writer, I do believe it is the one goal that I am certain about. I firmly believe that God’s purpose for me has at least something to do with my being a writer. While all my other career goals and dreams may shift and change, I think being a writer is something that will always be close to my heart.
So, long answer short, I honestly think I was born wanting to be a writer. Something about the way my mind and personality works is just perfectly suited to do that.
Thanks so much, Rochelle! If anyone else has a question for Question Day, feel free to tell me! Please... ;)
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*internally quivers nervously with teeth clenched* That's how I look when I'm really nervous: jaw tight, chill bumps, flat expression, noticable swallowing.
My audition is tonight. I've changed song AGAIN.
Turns out the original "Teardrops on my Guitar" is different from the karaoke version I bought. The karaoke version sounds nothing the same, and the stupid CD doesn't have any tracks with the lyrics on them so I can learn. So, my dad and I spend half the morning hunting down and downloading the sheet music to one of my favorite songs we sing at church: "My Savior, My God". I can sing that really well.
So, now I have a song and sheet music and I know the song and I can sing it.
All very good things that came from a long series of bad things. Isn't God funny like that? Just when you're ready to scream at him to stop messing up everything you try to do, he's like "ta da!" and everything is all fixed. *sigh* You'd think I'd have learned to trust him more by now, but I haven't. Still working on it.
I'm definitely nervous, though. VERY nervous. My dad told me that when I audition, I need to put all my inhibitions aside and be my crazy, wide-open self. He told me that I tend to act small when in front of people, but I didn't used to be that way. He told me that I should forget about nervous and go back to how I was when I was little. Easier said than done. I'm going to try, though.
School is going so weirdly. With birthday shopping on Wednesday and birthday celebrations on Thursday, I just didn't get a whole lot done. I've mostly caught up today, though, so I'm back on track. It's been a very stressful day, though. It's so hard to concentrate on how WAAAAAAAAAAYYYY much school I have when I'm freaking out inside about the audition. When I'm nervous, sometimes I get really short of breath 'cause my heart is beating so fast, and that, of course, affects my singing...*sigh*
If you wouldn't mind, will you guys keep me in your thoughts and prayers tonight? The audition is at seven. I know this really isn't a big deal, but it does mean a lot to me.
Thanks for listening, y'all. It's good to have somewhere to vent.
P.S. GracieTheFirst and Cavender are the only ones who responded to Fact or Fiction. Here's the answer:
Fact/Fiction: In Missouri, a man must have a permit to shave.
Answer: Yes and No. Not to shave himself, but to own a barber shop and shave others, yes, he does ;)
You both won in a way. Sorry for irritating Everyone-Wins??-That-Is-So-Lame thing, haha! In the future I promise there will be only one right answer. In the meantime, Gracie and Cavender both get this award:
Congratulations! :)P.P.S. I recently got some new awards (see the right side bar thing right below the About Me) from Bethany! Thanks!
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Fact...or Fiction?
Weird Fact Day!
*GASP* I just had a better idea!! :O :O :O What if I change this to Fact or Fiction Day, and you have to guess whether or not the fact is, uh, Fact or Fiction! First person to guess it right gets an award, and everyone who guesses at all gets and award, too.
Ready?
Fact or Fiction? In Missouri, a man must have a permit to shave.
(No fair Googling it -.-)
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Today Lizzy and my dad and I went shopping for my mom's birthday, which is tomorrow. We got some good stuff, but I didn't quite finish all my school work because of the shopping trip. But, hey, for my mom, it's worth it :)
My mom is one of those people who tries to do everything, and is good at everything, too. She speed-walks seven (I think) miles every day, comes home, works out, then homeschools Lizzy and sort of me, and does her job, which is being the state manager for the company Classical Conversations. She's also really involved at church, including singing in the church band.
She's also an amazing speaker. She's inspirational, and clear. She helps people see the big picture, and how they can get there.
She's good at pretty much every subject in school (physics isn't really her thing, though). She's a great mom, as well as being a great person in general. Happy almost-birthday, Momma!
If she even read that. Which I doubt :P
Anyway, life is pretty good at the moment. Can't really complain, I guess.
I started watching Disney's Alice in Wonderland for the first time in eleven years yesterday. It's not a little kid's movie at all! It's really quite thought-provoking if you want to get into all the symbolism and questions asked. The idea of a world where everything is nonsense in itself has incredible discussion possibilities.
We're reading the book this year in school, and I can't wait to discuss it.
XD I'm such a nerd.
There hasn't been much writing action lately. I've had lots of ideas, but nothing has made it onto paper, or the computer screen, yet.
I have two things to remind you of:
1. Followers Say...On Carpe Noctem is coming up in September! Let me know if you want to do it.
2. Questions for Question Day are always welcome ;)
I hope I don't sound like a broken record...
Anyway, if you want to guess whether the fact is Fact or Fiction, leave a comment! Thanks for reading, y'all! You're the best.
Oh.
Em.
Gee.
I just did the tag that Bethany tagged me in, and now it's not showing up. I am not kidding. I just spent like twenty minutes on it, and it's, like, deleted. *ISMADISMADISMAD*
Sorry, Bethan, but I don't feel like doing it again right this sec. I'll do it later.
*moan* Blogger can be so retarded.
*GASP* I just had a better idea!! :O :O :O What if I change this to Fact or Fiction Day, and you have to guess whether or not the fact is, uh, Fact or Fiction! First person to guess it right gets an award, and everyone who guesses at all gets and award, too.
Ready?
Fact or Fiction? In Missouri, a man must have a permit to shave.
(No fair Googling it -.-)
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Today Lizzy and my dad and I went shopping for my mom's birthday, which is tomorrow. We got some good stuff, but I didn't quite finish all my school work because of the shopping trip. But, hey, for my mom, it's worth it :)
My mom is one of those people who tries to do everything, and is good at everything, too. She speed-walks seven (I think) miles every day, comes home, works out, then homeschools Lizzy and sort of me, and does her job, which is being the state manager for the company Classical Conversations. She's also really involved at church, including singing in the church band.
She's also an amazing speaker. She's inspirational, and clear. She helps people see the big picture, and how they can get there.
She's good at pretty much every subject in school (physics isn't really her thing, though). She's a great mom, as well as being a great person in general. Happy almost-birthday, Momma!
If she even read that. Which I doubt :P
Anyway, life is pretty good at the moment. Can't really complain, I guess.
I started watching Disney's Alice in Wonderland for the first time in eleven years yesterday. It's not a little kid's movie at all! It's really quite thought-provoking if you want to get into all the symbolism and questions asked. The idea of a world where everything is nonsense in itself has incredible discussion possibilities.
We're reading the book this year in school, and I can't wait to discuss it.
XD I'm such a nerd.
There hasn't been much writing action lately. I've had lots of ideas, but nothing has made it onto paper, or the computer screen, yet.
I have two things to remind you of:
1. Followers Say...On Carpe Noctem is coming up in September! Let me know if you want to do it.
2. Questions for Question Day are always welcome ;)
I hope I don't sound like a broken record...
Anyway, if you want to guess whether the fact is Fact or Fiction, leave a comment! Thanks for reading, y'all! You're the best.
Oh.
Em.
Gee.
I just did the tag that Bethany tagged me in, and now it's not showing up. I am not kidding. I just spent like twenty minutes on it, and it's, like, deleted. *ISMADISMADISMAD*
Sorry, Bethan, but I don't feel like doing it again right this sec. I'll do it later.
*moan* Blogger can be so retarded.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Out With the Old, In With the New!
Hi! Sorry for not posting yesterday. We went to a funeral reception, a movie, and then I had to babysit, so there wasn't much time.
Well, tomorrow starts the new Days! I've been thinking, and I think I'm going to change out all the days anyway. I really love Name and Quote Day, but I have other ideas for different Days, so I'm thinking I might rotate everything every once in a while. The way I'm thinking, this is going to be the new schedule:
Sunday: God Day--I share a thought on God.
Monday: Advice Day--I give some personal advice, or quote someone else's advice.
Tuesday: Memory Day--I share one of my favorite memories.
Wednesday: Fact Day--I share a weird fact.
Thursday: Character Day--I'll talk about one of my characters, or a book or movie character.
Friday: Question Day--You ask a question, I'll give an answer.
Saturday: Award Day--I'll give an award to a different follower every week.
What do you think? You'll notice that I omitted "Obsessive Day", even though it's currently winning the poll! Why? Well, I figure that I post about whatever I'm obsessed with anyway, don't I? So why make a special Day for it when I could do something else? Sorry :(
One other thing: for Question Day, I'm going to need some follower participation. Every Thursday, or just whenever, could everyone (if you can) ask me a question? It doesn't have to be about me, it can be just a really weird fact you want to know, my opinion on something, anything. There's no limit to how many you can ask or anything, I just need something to answer for Question Day, lol! You can just leave a comment or email me (lol, as usual). livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com.
Muchas gracias!! Well, I don't really have that much to say...Oh, wait, yes, I do!
We ate lunch at this little lakeside restaurant today with David and Daniel ("brothers"). I don't know if you remember, but I posted before about how eating there makes me feel sick? And I kept experimenting, getting different things to eat and stuff, and my dad and I came to the conclusion that it must be something in the well water that disagrees with me. So, today I got a bottled drink, so it wouldn't have well water ice in it.
SUCCESS!
So far, zero sick-feeling! Yay! I can eat at the restaurant again without worrying! Hooray for experimenting, hooray for science, hooray for being able to enjoy food (as much as I ever can, at least)! :)
Mystery solved.
Now if I can just solve the mystery of speed-math....
Well, tomorrow starts the new Days! I've been thinking, and I think I'm going to change out all the days anyway. I really love Name and Quote Day, but I have other ideas for different Days, so I'm thinking I might rotate everything every once in a while. The way I'm thinking, this is going to be the new schedule:
Sunday: God Day--I share a thought on God.
Monday: Advice Day--I give some personal advice, or quote someone else's advice.
Tuesday: Memory Day--I share one of my favorite memories.
Wednesday: Fact Day--I share a weird fact.
Thursday: Character Day--I'll talk about one of my characters, or a book or movie character.
Friday: Question Day--You ask a question, I'll give an answer.
Saturday: Award Day--I'll give an award to a different follower every week.
What do you think? You'll notice that I omitted "Obsessive Day", even though it's currently winning the poll! Why? Well, I figure that I post about whatever I'm obsessed with anyway, don't I? So why make a special Day for it when I could do something else? Sorry :(
One other thing: for Question Day, I'm going to need some follower participation. Every Thursday, or just whenever, could everyone (if you can) ask me a question? It doesn't have to be about me, it can be just a really weird fact you want to know, my opinion on something, anything. There's no limit to how many you can ask or anything, I just need something to answer for Question Day, lol! You can just leave a comment or email me (lol, as usual). livinglovinglaughinglearning@gmail.com.
Muchas gracias!! Well, I don't really have that much to say...Oh, wait, yes, I do!
We ate lunch at this little lakeside restaurant today with David and Daniel ("brothers"). I don't know if you remember, but I posted before about how eating there makes me feel sick? And I kept experimenting, getting different things to eat and stuff, and my dad and I came to the conclusion that it must be something in the well water that disagrees with me. So, today I got a bottled drink, so it wouldn't have well water ice in it.
SUCCESS!
So far, zero sick-feeling! Yay! I can eat at the restaurant again without worrying! Hooray for experimenting, hooray for science, hooray for being able to enjoy food (as much as I ever can, at least)! :)
Mystery solved.
Now if I can just solve the mystery of speed-math....
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