Here I am blogging, after all these months.
Momentous day.
Not really/at all.
4 days into summer and I am already bored.
I'm trying to make it count,
Already saw my brother play baseball
And did some quality veggin' with Pinsquad.
My family and I just returned from the beach
A few hours ago.
I played a lot of frisbee,
Which I have a real knack for.
We had some awful car trouble,
But now we are the proud renters of a
2010 Chevy Equinox.
It's not a horrible car, only a 5 seater though,
briannaemilypatricksquishedintheback.
I also played Pok'emon
The entire weekend.
My wrists hurt so bad, thus I stopped.
It's Emerald version, gots 2 badges,
My guys are like level 20.
S'pathetic, I will stop.
I don't know what I'm going to do this week.
We've got to get the Equinox back, and we
Borrowed it from some place down the beach
That's fixing our van.
I got some books, I'm gonna get back into running,
I've sorta been sketching/drawing/whatever the term?
Gotta nice skull going, maybe I'll work on 'im.
OOOhHhhHhh, and I'm taking sum pictures, too!
My parents are disappointed about my report card.
My grades went down in everything,
BUT I DON'T REALLY CARE, CUZ ITZ SUMMMMMEEEEERRR<3<3<3
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Today is the last day of February.
It's really late/early,
I get very ambitious at night,
And now I have an outlet.
I turned 16 a couple of weeks ago.
It was the first time in my life
Where my birthday didn't feel at all special,
Just an ordinary day.
Not many people knew, I didn't go around
Proclaiming it.
I didn't feel like I had too, you know?
Just the few people who checked their Facebook,
Those I mentioned it to,
Remembered.
I was serenaded in English class,
Because we are loud and do things like that.
My sister said she wouldn't text all day for me,
She caved at around 9 at night.
My family came over, I got money and cake.
And then it was done.
I am sixteen.
I did not have a party,
I wouldn't know what to do/who to invite.
I don't feel any different at all,
And it's sad.
Mr. House said wait 'til i get to be his age,
I guess I will.
I got my learner's permit last Wednesday.
I can drive legally.
I cruised the side streets of my neighborhood
Twice,
A cemetery once.
I haven't done any damage yet.
Driving is kind of exhilarating.
Not really the act, but the prospect.
Lately I want to get away all of the time,
Be in motion, unfamiliar territory.
I want to go places, see everything.
I obsess myself with it.
I'm not grounded any longer.
School has swallowed me whole.
I'm trying to find ways
To make it less of a burden,
It is hard for me.
But it gets better day by day,
I just keep waiting.
On weekends, I go to my siblings' events,
Basketball, Boy Scouts.
My sister's team is really good,
They're fun to watch.
Patrick had his last game,
Beat 'em by one point, he was stoaked.
The play is starting this week,
Alice and Wonderland.
I am Humpty Dumpty, which is really interesting,
Actually.
I have no idea what I am going to do,
But it's gonna be fun,
I'll make sure of it.
It is 1:38 A.M.,
I am exhausted.
I hope there's a new episode of Desperate on tonight,
Are the Olympics over?
I've been doing that a lot too,
Olympics.
I luff them,
Every one of those dumb atheletes are awesome,
MHMMPHH.
I conclude.
It's really late/early,
I get very ambitious at night,
And now I have an outlet.
I turned 16 a couple of weeks ago.
It was the first time in my life
Where my birthday didn't feel at all special,
Just an ordinary day.
Not many people knew, I didn't go around
Proclaiming it.
I didn't feel like I had too, you know?
Just the few people who checked their Facebook,
Those I mentioned it to,
Remembered.
I was serenaded in English class,
Because we are loud and do things like that.
My sister said she wouldn't text all day for me,
She caved at around 9 at night.
My family came over, I got money and cake.
And then it was done.
I am sixteen.
I did not have a party,
I wouldn't know what to do/who to invite.
I don't feel any different at all,
And it's sad.
Mr. House said wait 'til i get to be his age,
I guess I will.
I got my learner's permit last Wednesday.
I can drive legally.
I cruised the side streets of my neighborhood
Twice,
A cemetery once.
I haven't done any damage yet.
Driving is kind of exhilarating.
Not really the act, but the prospect.
Lately I want to get away all of the time,
Be in motion, unfamiliar territory.
I want to go places, see everything.
I obsess myself with it.
I'm not grounded any longer.
School has swallowed me whole.
I'm trying to find ways
To make it less of a burden,
It is hard for me.
But it gets better day by day,
I just keep waiting.
On weekends, I go to my siblings' events,
Basketball, Boy Scouts.
My sister's team is really good,
They're fun to watch.
Patrick had his last game,
Beat 'em by one point, he was stoaked.
The play is starting this week,
Alice and Wonderland.
I am Humpty Dumpty, which is really interesting,
Actually.
I have no idea what I am going to do,
But it's gonna be fun,
I'll make sure of it.
It is 1:38 A.M.,
I am exhausted.
I hope there's a new episode of Desperate on tonight,
Are the Olympics over?
I've been doing that a lot too,
Olympics.
I luff them,
Every one of those dumb atheletes are awesome,
MHMMPHH.
I conclude.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, December 26, 2009
merry christmas!
I just remembered that on this date,
When I was in like 2nd grade,
I got my extra tooth removed.
Grew in my palette, it did.
I think I still have it, big root and everything.
I had a great Christmas.
I didn't really ask for much, my list wasn't
Done until the 23rd.
Lots of clothes, some earrings,
The Essential Michael Jackson.
My older brother gave us a Wii.
It was a nice family day.
My mom, sister and I
Got manicures on Christmas Eve?
We all got the same color,
This really sparkly red.
The little Asian ladies working there
Had elf hats they got from the bank.
SOO CUUTEE.
Today my sister played basketball.
Her team crushed some other team.
The other team was really loud
And mean to our refs.
I tripped coming down the stairs,
Pretending I was bowlegged.
I crashed into a rack of chips,
Looked like such an idiot.
Didn't get hurt though!
Now I am listening to A Charlie Brown Christmas,
Which I found on my computer today.
It is so good, put it on Reba.
I was going to make a playlist,
With piano songs on it.
I am too lazy to make playlists.
And I make bad ones, because I want to put
Everything on it,
Which defeats the purpose of a playlist.
But, I like playlists, still.
Just can't make 'em.
I haven't blogged in a while.
I say that every time I post.
And I don't write anymore.
I got a journal for Christmas,
I picked it out at Walden Books
When we went shopping at the mall.
I want to write in it, but I need
To finish my other one first.
I AM SO BAD WITH JOURNALS.
Can't finish them. And then I start new ones.
But I'm gonna write today.
I might get a Facebook soon.
I kind of want one, but I don't want one.
The obligations, and the stalkers, you know.
My mom'd be all over it.
I'm glad it's vacation.
I slept 'til 12 today.
I'm swimming next week. I don't mind it so much,
Now that I'm actually improving.
I'm not good, I just improve.
Which might even be better than being good.
It feels better.
Anyway, I'll try to post more,
If anyone still follows this,
My widdle bloggie.
I'm gonna make a sandwich
With my new sandwich cutter
That makes 'em look like dinos.
BE JEALOUS, xoxo.
When I was in like 2nd grade,
I got my extra tooth removed.
Grew in my palette, it did.
I think I still have it, big root and everything.
I had a great Christmas.
I didn't really ask for much, my list wasn't
Done until the 23rd.
Lots of clothes, some earrings,
The Essential Michael Jackson.
My older brother gave us a Wii.
It was a nice family day.
My mom, sister and I
Got manicures on Christmas Eve?
We all got the same color,
This really sparkly red.
The little Asian ladies working there
Had elf hats they got from the bank.
SOO CUUTEE.
Today my sister played basketball.
Her team crushed some other team.
The other team was really loud
And mean to our refs.
I tripped coming down the stairs,
Pretending I was bowlegged.
I crashed into a rack of chips,
Looked like such an idiot.
Didn't get hurt though!
Now I am listening to A Charlie Brown Christmas,
Which I found on my computer today.
It is so good, put it on Reba.
I was going to make a playlist,
With piano songs on it.
I am too lazy to make playlists.
And I make bad ones, because I want to put
Everything on it,
Which defeats the purpose of a playlist.
But, I like playlists, still.
Just can't make 'em.
I haven't blogged in a while.
I say that every time I post.
And I don't write anymore.
I got a journal for Christmas,
I picked it out at Walden Books
When we went shopping at the mall.
I want to write in it, but I need
To finish my other one first.
I AM SO BAD WITH JOURNALS.
Can't finish them. And then I start new ones.
But I'm gonna write today.
I might get a Facebook soon.
I kind of want one, but I don't want one.
The obligations, and the stalkers, you know.
My mom'd be all over it.
I'm glad it's vacation.
I slept 'til 12 today.
I'm swimming next week. I don't mind it so much,
Now that I'm actually improving.
I'm not good, I just improve.
Which might even be better than being good.
It feels better.
Anyway, I'll try to post more,
If anyone still follows this,
My widdle bloggie.
I'm gonna make a sandwich
With my new sandwich cutter
That makes 'em look like dinos.
BE JEALOUS, xoxo.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
I feel like I always start my posts off like that,
So this is all I'll say on the matter.
And this picture's a few weeks old,
I haven't seen any trees around lately
With this many leaves on them.
I did all my homework.
It's the first time in a long time
I can say that.
This week is production week.
Opening night of the play is Friday.
Lot of work, practice goes on forever.
I'm excited though,
Even though I get killed off before
Act 2.
Doesn't even bother me.
Less lines to learn.
I found my glasses today.
I'd been looking for at least
Three weeks.
They were in some drawer
In this unused desk in my room.
I was happy,
I can stop poking my eyeballs
All of the time.
I don't know if I like contacts.
They're good for some things.
My room is pretty clean,
After all my searching.
My drawers are impeccable,
Nothing lurking behind them,
My clothes are all folded.
It's a good feeling.
I remembered today where I
Got my first Harry Potter book.
Kalli's birthday party, on a ferry?
Remember that one?
I won some raffle,
Got 2, 3, and a journal with Hedwig on it.
I found the journal. That's what reminded me.
I might just start writing in it.
It's glaringly empty.
Though I've never been able to keep
A consistent journal in my life.
We'll see.
If I never blog again,
You'll know where I went.
I'm going to go to Peter Harris
With my mother, sister, and
Possibly Gayle.
It's 25% off everything,
Some members only sale.
I think were getting Christmas presents.
Mostly, my mom buying me and Emily stuff.
I really want to give Christmas presents
This year, though.
I just don't have any money.
Actually, after cleaning my room,
I think I have something like $13.
It's the thought that counts, I guess.
I need a job.
Guess what?
No misspellings in this post,
No nonsense words or anything!
How weird.
Normally I get at least one.
&&
Friday, October 9, 2009
*sniffles*
I am really sick
For the first time in a while.
The horrible cold kind.
It's horrible.
Yesterday was so bad.
Today was better.
I could taste this morning,
And it made me feel like I should
Go to school,
Like I couldn't stay home if
I was improving.
I didn't do any homework,
But I got it done during the day,
And didn't get into any troublez.
I probably could have done it,
But Grey's Anatomy/Private Practice
Were on.
Come on, guys,
I'm not that sick.
So anyway, school wasn't too bad,
I got my progrees report.
Mr. House gave me the most numbers.
I consider which teacher likes me most
By how many numbers I get.
But Mr. Dewey gave me a 1 and a 3,
Which are wicked good, best I got,
But Mr. House gave me three numbers,
So he wins.
We played Chaug in soccer, we lost.
Stupid chick tried to jump over Kalli
After she scored, I don't know why.
Kalli's a mess now.
Martha got rocked pretty bad too.
It was horrible, let's not go into it.
But anyway, I have to recover.
I've been getting orange juice at lunch
Since I came down with this thing.
As I mentioned, I couldn't taste the OJ
Yesterday, but it was good today.
Not sure if it's doing anything,
But it can't hurt.
I have a lot to do this weekend, workwise.
Gotta comprehend Chem,
Gotta do Girl Scouts things because I haven't
Been to a meeting all year,
Gotta study for Math,
Gotta read about the Igbo,
Gotta make some masks,
Gotta find Obama quotes,
Gotta quote myself.
Now I'm setting out to write a letter
About how much I enjoyed volunteering
To chill with old ladies over the summer.
Man, did I enjoy those ladies.
Shouldn't be too hard.
Then I'm gonna sleep, sleep is good.
Well, this is me finishing up.
Until next time,
For the first time in a while.
The horrible cold kind.
It's horrible.
Yesterday was so bad.
Today was better.
I could taste this morning,
And it made me feel like I should
Go to school,
Like I couldn't stay home if
I was improving.
I didn't do any homework,
But I got it done during the day,
And didn't get into any troublez.
I probably could have done it,
But Grey's Anatomy/Private Practice
Were on.
Come on, guys,
I'm not that sick.
So anyway, school wasn't too bad,
I got my progrees report.
Mr. House gave me the most numbers.
I consider which teacher likes me most
By how many numbers I get.
But Mr. Dewey gave me a 1 and a 3,
Which are wicked good, best I got,
But Mr. House gave me three numbers,
So he wins.
We played Chaug in soccer, we lost.
Stupid chick tried to jump over Kalli
After she scored, I don't know why.
Kalli's a mess now.
Martha got rocked pretty bad too.
It was horrible, let's not go into it.
But anyway, I have to recover.
I've been getting orange juice at lunch
Since I came down with this thing.
As I mentioned, I couldn't taste the OJ
Yesterday, but it was good today.
Not sure if it's doing anything,
But it can't hurt.
I have a lot to do this weekend, workwise.
Gotta comprehend Chem,
Gotta do Girl Scouts things because I haven't
Been to a meeting all year,
Gotta study for Math,
Gotta read about the Igbo,
Gotta make some masks,
Gotta find Obama quotes,
Gotta quote myself.
Now I'm setting out to write a letter
About how much I enjoyed volunteering
To chill with old ladies over the summer.
Man, did I enjoy those ladies.
Shouldn't be too hard.
Then I'm gonna sleep, sleep is good.
Well, this is me finishing up.
Until next time,
Sunday, October 4, 2009
best sunday moment?
Making DeCoteau masks,
Wearing Emily Pin's headband,
Gobbing papier mache
All over Emily Pin's face,
Having papier mache gobbed
All over my face,
Watching Harry Potter,
Taking off the papier mache,
Eating tuna,
Putting papier mache on
Emily Pin again,
Having papier mache put on
Me again.
Best part, though?
Lying outside, after we figured
The sun dries goopy paper better,
Lying on the Pin's front lawn,
Soaking up the sun,
The actual sun, after how blechy
Yesterday was weatherwise,
Drying my face, waving at
Unsuspecting neighbors,
Cajun almost rolling on me.
It was awesome,
Total perfection.
I wanted to stay in the sun forever,
It was just so warm an' pretty.
But, yeah, no,
Gotta get the mask off,
Gotta finish Harry.
A pause button would be so handy
Sometimes, I swear.
Wearing Emily Pin's headband,
Gobbing papier mache
All over Emily Pin's face,
Having papier mache gobbed
All over my face,
Watching Harry Potter,
Taking off the papier mache,
Eating tuna,
Putting papier mache on
Emily Pin again,
Having papier mache put on
Me again.
Best part, though?
Lying outside, after we figured
The sun dries goopy paper better,
Lying on the Pin's front lawn,
Soaking up the sun,
The actual sun, after how blechy
Yesterday was weatherwise,
Drying my face, waving at
Unsuspecting neighbors,
Cajun almost rolling on me.
It was awesome,
Total perfection.
I wanted to stay in the sun forever,
It was just so warm an' pretty.
But, yeah, no,
Gotta get the mask off,
Gotta finish Harry.
A pause button would be so handy
Sometimes, I swear.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I should be revising my elfish heroic myth.
Instead, I post.
I screamed and screamed yesterday at play practice,
Screamed myself into oblivion.
I never liked screaming, the sound as well as the act,
The reason I don't do well with horror movies.
But I screamed, nonetheless.
My soccer coach needs a liver.
I wish there was something I could do.
I am pretty sleepy,
Back to my elves.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
nnghuh.
First off, I would like mention the football team.
Best game in high school history took place yesterday,
And if you left early you would have missed it.
We scored with three seconds left on the clock,
This awesome touchdown by a classmate
I'll probably never recognize.
It was spectacular.
I saw Mr. V. leaving early,
And yelled at Emily Pin, in our band uniforms,
For giving up hope,
All this sarcastic stuff about how they could
Score last second, you never know.
And they completely did.
It was amazing, you should have been there.
I found a spider web doing my math homework
Outside.
I saved a bug stuck in the web,
And amputated a wing in the process.
My first medical decision,
I was gonna kill him on the web,
Put him out of his misery,
But I realized mercy killing wasn't appropriate.
And I couldn't just let some spider suck his blood,
How sadistic is that!
So I saved his little life, ripped him off. He was still alive,
Walkin' around despite the loss of wing
And two back feet stuck together.
Come on, he still had four others.
I left him on a blade of grass to recover.
Do wings grow back?
"Dude Brianna, calm down.
Stop overthinking shit."
Once I discussed with my sister
The pros and cons of living in Gotham City
In the wee hours on a school night.
She has told everyone about it since.
It sounds so much cooler than it was.
The only pro was Batman.
Alright already,
I'm done.
Best game in high school history took place yesterday,
And if you left early you would have missed it.
We scored with three seconds left on the clock,
This awesome touchdown by a classmate
I'll probably never recognize.
It was spectacular.
I saw Mr. V. leaving early,
And yelled at Emily Pin, in our band uniforms,
For giving up hope,
All this sarcastic stuff about how they could
Score last second, you never know.
And they completely did.
It was amazing, you should have been there.
I found a spider web doing my math homework
Outside.
I saved a bug stuck in the web,
And amputated a wing in the process.
My first medical decision,
I was gonna kill him on the web,
Put him out of his misery,
But I realized mercy killing wasn't appropriate.
And I couldn't just let some spider suck his blood,
How sadistic is that!
So I saved his little life, ripped him off. He was still alive,
Walkin' around despite the loss of wing
And two back feet stuck together.
Come on, he still had four others.
I left him on a blade of grass to recover.
Do wings grow back?
"Dude Brianna, calm down.
Stop overthinking shit."
Once I discussed with my sister
The pros and cons of living in Gotham City
In the wee hours on a school night.
She has told everyone about it since.
It sounds so much cooler than it was.
The only pro was Batman.
Alright already,
I'm done.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
where'd you go?
Hey, all.
I haven't blogged in two months.
I haven't needed to.
I still don't need to,
But I feel bad for not posting anything.
My summer was good.
I got really amazing pictures of my
Beach neighbor's cat Max.
He's adorable, I love cats.
I also helped my dad return this lost
Girl we found, who was wandering the beach.
Her name was Victoria, I hope she is well.
I made tie-dye, learned how to screen a window,
Bought a daisy plant
That is now no longer flowering.
I read many books, I finished Harry Potter.
I loved it more than I love most things, Harry Potter.
I really understood Harry, he was portrayed
Understandably.
J.K. Rowling is really a genius.
If you can't believe that then you have to admit,
Few people can top her imagination.
I library-ed some good CD's,
I ran most days.
I became a good runner, am in the best running
Shape I've ever been in.
I did not get my Silver Award in Girl Scouts,
I was at the beach too much.
I never put my heart into that project,
And it obviously shows.
But, other than the Girl Scout bit,
I had a productive summer,
And I really loved being away from school,
Even though I was barely home and didn't see
Friends much.
It was worthwhile, and it made me happy.
School started almost two weeks ago.
I am okay with my classes, I will stick with them.
I'm not sure it will be the best year ever,
But why should your sophomore year be all that
Great anyway?
That's what being an upperclassman is about.
I could go into all my classes, all my impressions about things,
But I honestly don't feel like it, or think it's necessary.
You can imagine, you've been through school,
Or you go to my school and you know it all anyway.
I think math and religion will be good,
I am interested in chemistry,
Maybe we'll do poetry in English,
And I hope I can continue to love Latin.
By the way,
I finished The Perks of Being a Wallflower,
Really late last night.
The ending left me sobbing, not exaggerating.
What a great book.
Today I woke up at 10, latest in a while.
I went to Mass, I came back,
I painted my nails purple.
I went outside to talk to my dad,
He asked me to help him clear the garden,
Weed and things,
I did, and ruined my nails.
I finished, went inside, took off my nail polish.
I went to my room to interact with my sister
And work on Rachel's bracelet.
I changed into this awesome tank top I
Bought at the PacSun outlet in Lee,
Where we went because I had a soccer game
In Pittsfield (we lost 2-0, because of three factors:
we didn't warm up good, i broke my porcelain soccer ball bank
right before leaving the house, and the opposition was talking smack.
I also had a really good shopping day yesterday.
I got the aforementioned tank top, really bright rugby colors,
as well as these red Keds that I wanted all summer,
late back to school shoes, and this lovely dress from the Gap
with my gift card I have never been able to spend.
Uhhuh, so good. I am such a girl, telling all youse about my
shopping. Also, Wow, I digress.).
I went to my God Camp meeting with Father Plasse,
And no one was there. It's next week.
My mom and I went shopping, we bought things,
Our grocery bagger's name was Francesco, and he was smoking.
Not literally smoking, but figuratively, smoking.
I then went home and my sister, father and I went
To Walmart to get lime, and they had none, and then
To Lowe's, and they had some.
Then we were off to field hockey practice at the Elms.
I stayed with my sister and my dad drove away.
I watched field hockey and sat with Mrs. Pin
And drank Arnold Palmer (made with Green Tea, tastes like China)
And did my Chemistry homework.
Practice ended, we went home with the Pins,
I made Emily check my Chem, she did, I listened to Coldplay,
And we all talked about school.
I came home, hung around, helped my dad with the lime,
Started writing this post, ate dinner, and am now finishing it.
That's it really. I feel like writing an entire play by play
Of my whole day was required.
After all, I haven't posted in two months.
I haven't blogged in two months.
I haven't needed to.
I still don't need to,
But I feel bad for not posting anything.
My summer was good.
I got really amazing pictures of my
Beach neighbor's cat Max.
He's adorable, I love cats.
I also helped my dad return this lost
Girl we found, who was wandering the beach.
Her name was Victoria, I hope she is well.
I made tie-dye, learned how to screen a window,
Bought a daisy plant
That is now no longer flowering.
I read many books, I finished Harry Potter.
I loved it more than I love most things, Harry Potter.
I really understood Harry, he was portrayed
Understandably.
J.K. Rowling is really a genius.
If you can't believe that then you have to admit,
Few people can top her imagination.
I library-ed some good CD's,
I ran most days.
I became a good runner, am in the best running
Shape I've ever been in.
I did not get my Silver Award in Girl Scouts,
I was at the beach too much.
I never put my heart into that project,
And it obviously shows.
But, other than the Girl Scout bit,
I had a productive summer,
And I really loved being away from school,
Even though I was barely home and didn't see
Friends much.
It was worthwhile, and it made me happy.
School started almost two weeks ago.
I am okay with my classes, I will stick with them.
I'm not sure it will be the best year ever,
But why should your sophomore year be all that
Great anyway?
That's what being an upperclassman is about.
I could go into all my classes, all my impressions about things,
But I honestly don't feel like it, or think it's necessary.
You can imagine, you've been through school,
Or you go to my school and you know it all anyway.
I think math and religion will be good,
I am interested in chemistry,
Maybe we'll do poetry in English,
And I hope I can continue to love Latin.
By the way,
I finished The Perks of Being a Wallflower,
Really late last night.
The ending left me sobbing, not exaggerating.
What a great book.
Today I woke up at 10, latest in a while.
I went to Mass, I came back,
I painted my nails purple.
I went outside to talk to my dad,
He asked me to help him clear the garden,
Weed and things,
I did, and ruined my nails.
I finished, went inside, took off my nail polish.
I went to my room to interact with my sister
And work on Rachel's bracelet.
I changed into this awesome tank top I
Bought at the PacSun outlet in Lee,
Where we went because I had a soccer game
In Pittsfield (we lost 2-0, because of three factors:
we didn't warm up good, i broke my porcelain soccer ball bank
right before leaving the house, and the opposition was talking smack.
I also had a really good shopping day yesterday.
I got the aforementioned tank top, really bright rugby colors,
as well as these red Keds that I wanted all summer,
late back to school shoes, and this lovely dress from the Gap
with my gift card I have never been able to spend.
Uhhuh, so good. I am such a girl, telling all youse about my
shopping. Also, Wow, I digress.).
I went to my God Camp meeting with Father Plasse,
And no one was there. It's next week.
My mom and I went shopping, we bought things,
Our grocery bagger's name was Francesco, and he was smoking.
Not literally smoking, but figuratively, smoking.
I then went home and my sister, father and I went
To Walmart to get lime, and they had none, and then
To Lowe's, and they had some.
Then we were off to field hockey practice at the Elms.
I stayed with my sister and my dad drove away.
I watched field hockey and sat with Mrs. Pin
And drank Arnold Palmer (made with Green Tea, tastes like China)
And did my Chemistry homework.
Practice ended, we went home with the Pins,
I made Emily check my Chem, she did, I listened to Coldplay,
And we all talked about school.
I came home, hung around, helped my dad with the lime,
Started writing this post, ate dinner, and am now finishing it.
That's it really. I feel like writing an entire play by play
Of my whole day was required.
After all, I haven't posted in two months.
Labels:
let's make lot's of labels,
my fingernail,
potterhead,
school,
shoppin',
Walmart
Friday, July 10, 2009
yay! fireworks!
Is just a good excuse
For taking awesome pictures
Of fireworks.
Vacation is nice, I like it.
We're doing our two week
Beachy tango tomorrow
And I wanted to
Post something before I go.
Just 'cause I care, and haven't
In a while.
I'm doing good,
Chillin',
I got a new baseball glove,
We're still getting acquainted.
I saw my Coloradoan cousins
In Rhode Island.
I'm very music hungry lately.
I found my old, old, old
Lindsay Lohan CD yesterday?
I had been looking for that thing for years,
Forgot about it,
FOUND IT.
I still know all of the words,
I reminisced with it today.
It wasn't really worth finding,
But it sort of was,
All at the same time.
I have lots of reading material now.
Thank you, public library.
I finished the first Harry Potter yesterday.
I've never been one for rereading books,
But I did. It was nice actually,
Harry Potter is a purely good read,
So rich with morality and magic.
I may continue with the rest,
It's hard to stop.
I have plenty else to read too though,
So, "who knows???"
Hmm, well, I'll finish up.
Hope your summer's wicked great,
I'll leave something here again soon!
x)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Waking up on a Monday with nothing to do.
It's awesome, really.
I had a nice weekend.
I went to Rhode Island on Saturday,
Looked at those big mansions
With my Girl Scouts.
They were huge,
I took a lot of pictures.
This one's from inside of this enormous
Willowy beech tree in front of one of the
Homes.
We explored, had this cute little
Picnic in some part we found, then
Shopped without buying.
I almost passed out in the last mansion,
That was fun.
Needed to be revived with Mentos.
Yesterday we celebrated Father's Day.
I didn't get Dad anything, feel kind of
Rotten about that. Darn.
We went fishing though, without Mom.
Patrick had to go into the water past his waist
To get his lure out of the weeds.
Several times, actually.
No one caught anything, Pat and Dad socialized
With some old guy. He seemed sweet.
We picked strawberries, it was great.
I like doing that sort of thing, so hands on.
And you can be sure that you don't have any bad ones,
Cause you picked 'em yourself.
We went out to eat and watched Seven Pounds at home.
My dad and I watched all of the special features.
All of them. We didn't go to bed until midnight.
Today I woke up kind of late.
Made oatmeal, notenoughwaterohwell.
I cleaned my room. It had gotten really bad.
I chatted on the phone, I never chat on the phone.
Then I cleaned the cellar a bit.
We went to the library,
I got three books, three CDs.
Lucky finds, I hope they all turn out to be good.
I came home and read a lot.
Ate dinner, watched TV.
I saw Jon and Kate Plus 8?
How sad, I hope everything turns out alright.
Reality television is such a reality.
But anyway, I'm excited for the break.
I'm going to do things and be happy.
Live it up, if you will.
Let the days blur and forget the date.
Try to make this last as long as possible.
Guess we'll see how that goes.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
bostonian photographers
I haven't blogged in three weeks.
I have had so much schoolwork.
Suddenly, I have none,
Which is why I post photographers.
I took my last final today.
I took my last final today.
I will party tomorrow.
I got my hair cut on Monday?
It makes me feel short and bouncy,
'Cause it's short and bouncy.
My mom and I run errands
After our half day of school is over.
Produce shopping, Big Lots,
We've been out to lunch every day this week.
It's nice, quality mom time.
I read today, for fun.
The Heart is a Lonely Hunter.
I judged a book by its title.
It's alright, the girl in it is always talking about music,
It's alright, the girl in it is always talking about music,
It's hard to read about music
Without wanting it too much.
I watched Crossing Jordan?
I love it,
The acting is phenominal.
I probably shouldn't be so interested in morgues.
But, yes, I have time to blog.
Two more days until I'm free.
Summer is a good thing.
I can't wait at all.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
razzamatazz
Tonight I was in my dad's car
And he had NPR on the radio
And they were playing jazz
And my dad thought that I didn't like it,
Offered to change it.
I said no way, and we drove home to
All those horns and saxophones and stuff.
I went to my room, turned on NPR.
I listened to jazz as I sucked on freeze pops
(first pops of the season)
And divided polynomials.
I love dividing polynomials, absolutely adore it.
I have no idea why, this is the first math I've liked
In a while.
But anyway, jazz is nice.
It's beautiful and keeps you mind off everything else.
You can do whatever you want in jazz,
It's so free.
Plus, scat?
Come on, you can't listen to someone scat without
Falling head over heels in love.
That's a fact.
But anyway, that's the most fun I've had in a while.
Um, my vacation was nothing to write about.
That's why I haven't.
I did too much, if that's possible.
Tons of softball, band.
Band's becoming okay, the more I play, the more I like it.
I don't know, I just had too much
Going on for me to consider it a vacation.
Oh well.
I got some good pictures of Boston,
Passed the time with my camera.
It was alright.
I took a lot of skyscrapers.
But I didn't really get the full effect i think.
Probably because
I'm afraid of Blue Men.
I didn't think they were fun.
I couldn't see the person in them,
I thought they weren't human.
It was just weird, that's all I know.
Once in a lifetime experience,
You should've been there.
Um, top three favorite blue things right now?
Heffalumps,
That minty blue gum that always has "icy" in the title,
And..
Denim.
Definitely denim.
>)
And he had NPR on the radio
And they were playing jazz
And my dad thought that I didn't like it,
Offered to change it.
I said no way, and we drove home to
All those horns and saxophones and stuff.
I went to my room, turned on NPR.
I listened to jazz as I sucked on freeze pops
(first pops of the season)
And divided polynomials.
I love dividing polynomials, absolutely adore it.
I have no idea why, this is the first math I've liked
In a while.
But anyway, jazz is nice.
It's beautiful and keeps you mind off everything else.
You can do whatever you want in jazz,
It's so free.
Plus, scat?
Come on, you can't listen to someone scat without
Falling head over heels in love.
That's a fact.
But anyway, that's the most fun I've had in a while.
Um, my vacation was nothing to write about.
That's why I haven't.
I did too much, if that's possible.
Tons of softball, band.
Band's becoming okay, the more I play, the more I like it.
I don't know, I just had too much
Going on for me to consider it a vacation.
Oh well.
I got some good pictures of Boston,
Passed the time with my camera.
It was alright.
I took a lot of skyscrapers.
But I didn't really get the full effect i think.
Probably because
I'm afraid of Blue Men.
I didn't think they were fun.
I couldn't see the person in them,
I thought they weren't human.
It was just weird, that's all I know.
Once in a lifetime experience,
You should've been there.
Um, top three favorite blue things right now?
Heffalumps,
That minty blue gum that always has "icy" in the title,
And..
Denim.
Definitely denim.
>)
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
"..."
Last night was the father daughter dance
At school.
We got there an hour late, my sweater didn't
Match my shoes.
We ate and I drank blueberry iced tea
And socialized with Emily Pin.
We hung around with Nicole and Ana,
Crowded in the bathroom with many
Other girls for a while
And I took picutures with a bunch of
Sophomores.
When we got back, I grabbed my dad
And swayed to a few slow songs with him.
He bugged out as soon as those good dancing
Songs came on.
I danced with Emily and Ana,
With Nicole and Chrissy Rodriguez,
A little with Karrah Smith and a little with Gina.
Everyone started leaving around 9,
I soon found myself alone, no partner, just me.
I couldn't stop dancing, the music was pulsing
Through my veins.
Some announcement about a dance contest,
I looked around, trying to find someone to jive with,
And everyone had left the dance floor,
Sitting down at tables to gossip and watch,
Except those couple of happy girls with their
Cool dads who dance well.
The daughters spin to some music, beaming at their
Fathers,
And I'm just dancing like a maniac,
Moving all on my own.
At the time it felt right,
Yet, thinking back on it,
I realize how horrible I must've looked.
Dancing, matching the beat of this music with each
Individual limb,
All on my own, just trying to avoid being run over by
Mary Jo and her dad.
I was so into it, twenty minutes straight,
It's not like I could drop out of this stupid contest.
I don't know, they stopped the music.
Mrs. Perreault joked about giving me 5 extra points
In history, 10 if my dad had joined me.
My dad came up from his table, laughing, ha, ha, ha.
No one won, I was strange.
It was so weird. Had my dad been there, no one
Would have thought twice about my sanity.
Then I felt like I was dancing for somebody,
Somebody out there in the audience,
(see, I even subconsiously call the other
people there and audience)
Who was cheering me on and stuff,
But my dad was just talking to Mr. VanWart,
He saw me,
I bet they were kidding around about me up there,
But come on. No one cares.
I just did it for me, and now I feel like it wasn't
Worth it.
Both my dad last night and Martha later today
Told me they thought I was going to pass out,
Dancing the way I apparently was.
I didn't think I was going to pass out one bit.
That thought didn't cross my mind at all.
I don't know. I don't care.
Being alone can be such an uncomfortable feeling.
But I think that lack of comfort
Is something that you cast upon yourself.
I'm almost sure of it.
Currently, I'm trying to find
That fine line between when I can depend on
Myself and when I need other people's help.
It's troublesome, but I believe that I'll
Probably uncover it someday.
I think it will just take time.
I think it's socially acceptable to dance
Like that, all by your lonesome.
I think if I saw someone grooving
By themself like I was,
I'd dance with them in a
Heartbeat.
There are just one million
Too many things I don't understand
About most of the teens of this generation.
Kay, well, time to fill out forms for Scouts
And IM Sara Price.
What can I say,
I live a charmed life.
Heh,
;-P
At school.
We got there an hour late, my sweater didn't
Match my shoes.
We ate and I drank blueberry iced tea
And socialized with Emily Pin.
We hung around with Nicole and Ana,
Crowded in the bathroom with many
Other girls for a while
And I took picutures with a bunch of
Sophomores.
When we got back, I grabbed my dad
And swayed to a few slow songs with him.
He bugged out as soon as those good dancing
Songs came on.
I danced with Emily and Ana,
With Nicole and Chrissy Rodriguez,
A little with Karrah Smith and a little with Gina.
Everyone started leaving around 9,
I soon found myself alone, no partner, just me.
I couldn't stop dancing, the music was pulsing
Through my veins.
Some announcement about a dance contest,
I looked around, trying to find someone to jive with,
And everyone had left the dance floor,
Sitting down at tables to gossip and watch,
Except those couple of happy girls with their
Cool dads who dance well.
The daughters spin to some music, beaming at their
Fathers,
And I'm just dancing like a maniac,
Moving all on my own.
At the time it felt right,
Yet, thinking back on it,
I realize how horrible I must've looked.
Dancing, matching the beat of this music with each
Individual limb,
All on my own, just trying to avoid being run over by
Mary Jo and her dad.
I was so into it, twenty minutes straight,
It's not like I could drop out of this stupid contest.
I don't know, they stopped the music.
Mrs. Perreault joked about giving me 5 extra points
In history, 10 if my dad had joined me.
My dad came up from his table, laughing, ha, ha, ha.
No one won, I was strange.
It was so weird. Had my dad been there, no one
Would have thought twice about my sanity.
Then I felt like I was dancing for somebody,
Somebody out there in the audience,
(see, I even subconsiously call the other
people there and audience)
Who was cheering me on and stuff,
But my dad was just talking to Mr. VanWart,
He saw me,
I bet they were kidding around about me up there,
But come on. No one cares.
I just did it for me, and now I feel like it wasn't
Worth it.
Both my dad last night and Martha later today
Told me they thought I was going to pass out,
Dancing the way I apparently was.
I didn't think I was going to pass out one bit.
That thought didn't cross my mind at all.
I don't know. I don't care.
Being alone can be such an uncomfortable feeling.
But I think that lack of comfort
Is something that you cast upon yourself.
I'm almost sure of it.
Currently, I'm trying to find
That fine line between when I can depend on
Myself and when I need other people's help.
It's troublesome, but I believe that I'll
Probably uncover it someday.
I think it will just take time.
I think it's socially acceptable to dance
Like that, all by your lonesome.
I think if I saw someone grooving
By themself like I was,
I'd dance with them in a
Heartbeat.
There are just one million
Too many things I don't understand
About most of the teens of this generation.
Kay, well, time to fill out forms for Scouts
And IM Sara Price.
What can I say,
I live a charmed life.
Heh,
;-P
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
out in left field
It's really a good expression,
You know.
I was in outfield today,
Not playing though,
Right of left field,
Really far off,
And not doing anything, so I didn't
Need to pay attention at all.
I watched Nathan Bill people,
A family, Dad on the phone being
Dragged along by great Huskys,
Mom with a comfy pale yellow sweatshirt
And Baby in some contraption that
Strapped to her back.
I saw a pile of dog shit
And an empty bag of cheese fries,
And also a white dog with two black ears.
I marched in a St. Patty's parade on
Sunday.
My drum was heavy and the air smelled like
Booze.
I needed a familiar face in the crowd,
I found none.
My mom gave me water,
I drank and played and there was a picture
Of me in the newspaper today
And I have shamrock sunglasses on
And looked like I want to curl up in a ball
And sleep, right in the middle of the street.
At the time, I definitely did.
But then I rested and was fed on the bus ride back,
And I was much better, with cookies and Capri Sun
In my system.
Monday I gave Ryan Zable pepperoni pizza.
Play practice was going on,
Before a random softball pizza party
Coaches decided to have before practice,
I stood in the auditorium and watched
Rehearsal and spotted Beth and Anzo
And the cast on stage, running lines.
I miss this. It stinks being a freshman.
No speaking roles. Might also me my lack of
Singing ability, but we'll blame it on
Being a freshman for now.
But then I went with Helen and Lya
And ate pizza and saw Ryan when I was
Running to get the door open for
Some nice construction worker who
Was begging through the cafeteria window,
And I felt like sneaking pizza,
And feeding a hungry boy,
So I got him pepperoni and he thanked me
Profusely, and again in the hallway yesterday.
I feel bad for him, I don't have a problem with him,
I brought him pizza and it made me glad.
Yesterday at lunch I couldn't eat my sandwich.
It was the ham, I think.
I took a few bites, and I realized I couldn't do it,
Chew this flesh,
It felt wrong.
Joan asked why I wasn't eating it,
And I said "I don't know."
And, I'm no vegetarian,
I eat meat, I've eaten meat since then,
Like today, even,
I just couldn't do it then.
And my mom called me over
As I disposed of trash,
And told me I looked sick and to get a pass
And come on down,
But I didn't want to at all.
I wore my contacts all this week,
I'm hooked on them.
I think they're fun, no one notices usually,
Maybe they do but don't say anything.
It's like not being visually impared anymore,
I hardly know they're there.
I might stick with it, I enjoy them
Ms. Judd sent me to her office.
I was seriously scared.
On my way, Mrs. Perreault told me
To bring this huge box to Maintenance
And I walked down the hallway
With it over my head,
A turtle in its shell,
And put it in Maintenance
And Ms. Judd told me I missed D period
Unexcused
Last week, and I said I was with Mrs. Campbell,
And she let me go free.
Today was a good, making up for my
Bad past couple weeks.
It was my mom's brithday,
My dad woke me up and fed me waffles,
And I went back to bed, there's no school.
I awoke again at 9:32
And went to the kitchen
And did sudoku and my mom made me tea,
And I actually finished the sudoku,
And then ate kiwi
And copied my softball schedule
Into my agenda
From the Internet.
I worked on writing some letter for my
Silver Award,
Which I need to work on badly
But put it off because homework's more
Important, for sure.
I took my mom out to Coughlin's,
Mrs. Pin looked shocked when I waved to
Her when we arrived.
I ordered cranberry juice and quesadilla,
And my mom saw all these people she knew,
And was so happy, 'cause it was her birthday.
We went to Costco, I enjoyed the people there,
Particularly an older deaf couple
And an Asian woman
Buying some exotic looking plant.
Then we went to Bob's and Mom bought shoes
And I helped a lady find the Crocs.
Then I went to softball,
And ran and threw and missed and caught
And lead and bunted and cheered.
And then I chilled in left field.
We went to Leone's for dinner,
And Ms. Brown was there with Sue,
And I ate a calzone
And went home and did math homework,
And still haven't finished it.
But I'm all caught up with my make-up work,
Which makes me so happy I could scream.
What have I been up to all week?
Basically, this.
;)
You know.
I was in outfield today,
Not playing though,
Right of left field,
Really far off,
And not doing anything, so I didn't
Need to pay attention at all.
I watched Nathan Bill people,
A family, Dad on the phone being
Dragged along by great Huskys,
Mom with a comfy pale yellow sweatshirt
And Baby in some contraption that
Strapped to her back.
I saw a pile of dog shit
And an empty bag of cheese fries,
And also a white dog with two black ears.
I marched in a St. Patty's parade on
Sunday.
My drum was heavy and the air smelled like
Booze.
I needed a familiar face in the crowd,
I found none.
My mom gave me water,
I drank and played and there was a picture
Of me in the newspaper today
And I have shamrock sunglasses on
And looked like I want to curl up in a ball
And sleep, right in the middle of the street.
At the time, I definitely did.
But then I rested and was fed on the bus ride back,
And I was much better, with cookies and Capri Sun
In my system.
Monday I gave Ryan Zable pepperoni pizza.
Play practice was going on,
Before a random softball pizza party
Coaches decided to have before practice,
I stood in the auditorium and watched
Rehearsal and spotted Beth and Anzo
And the cast on stage, running lines.
I miss this. It stinks being a freshman.
No speaking roles. Might also me my lack of
Singing ability, but we'll blame it on
Being a freshman for now.
But then I went with Helen and Lya
And ate pizza and saw Ryan when I was
Running to get the door open for
Some nice construction worker who
Was begging through the cafeteria window,
And I felt like sneaking pizza,
And feeding a hungry boy,
So I got him pepperoni and he thanked me
Profusely, and again in the hallway yesterday.
I feel bad for him, I don't have a problem with him,
I brought him pizza and it made me glad.
Yesterday at lunch I couldn't eat my sandwich.
It was the ham, I think.
I took a few bites, and I realized I couldn't do it,
Chew this flesh,
It felt wrong.
Joan asked why I wasn't eating it,
And I said "I don't know."
And, I'm no vegetarian,
I eat meat, I've eaten meat since then,
Like today, even,
I just couldn't do it then.
And my mom called me over
As I disposed of trash,
And told me I looked sick and to get a pass
And come on down,
But I didn't want to at all.
I wore my contacts all this week,
I'm hooked on them.
I think they're fun, no one notices usually,
Maybe they do but don't say anything.
It's like not being visually impared anymore,
I hardly know they're there.
I might stick with it, I enjoy them
Ms. Judd sent me to her office.
I was seriously scared.
On my way, Mrs. Perreault told me
To bring this huge box to Maintenance
And I walked down the hallway
With it over my head,
A turtle in its shell,
And put it in Maintenance
And Ms. Judd told me I missed D period
Unexcused
Last week, and I said I was with Mrs. Campbell,
And she let me go free.
Today was a good, making up for my
Bad past couple weeks.
It was my mom's brithday,
My dad woke me up and fed me waffles,
And I went back to bed, there's no school.
I awoke again at 9:32
And went to the kitchen
And did sudoku and my mom made me tea,
And I actually finished the sudoku,
And then ate kiwi
And copied my softball schedule
Into my agenda
From the Internet.
I worked on writing some letter for my
Silver Award,
Which I need to work on badly
But put it off because homework's more
Important, for sure.
I took my mom out to Coughlin's,
Mrs. Pin looked shocked when I waved to
Her when we arrived.
I ordered cranberry juice and quesadilla,
And my mom saw all these people she knew,
And was so happy, 'cause it was her birthday.
We went to Costco, I enjoyed the people there,
Particularly an older deaf couple
And an Asian woman
Buying some exotic looking plant.
Then we went to Bob's and Mom bought shoes
And I helped a lady find the Crocs.
Then I went to softball,
And ran and threw and missed and caught
And lead and bunted and cheered.
And then I chilled in left field.
We went to Leone's for dinner,
And Ms. Brown was there with Sue,
And I ate a calzone
And went home and did math homework,
And still haven't finished it.
But I'm all caught up with my make-up work,
Which makes me so happy I could scream.
What have I been up to all week?
Basically, this.
;)
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Natasha,
I'm sorry, really I am.
I heard it was your first time,
You know, skiing?
Taking lessons?
Should've worn that helmet, Natasha.
I fell skiing once, too,
I broke my arm, you broke your brain.
Plus I had a nice redhead with an afro
Retrieve my skiis for me,
Doubt you got that pleasure.
Emily Pin broke the news to me at lunch,
She laughed at me when I"NNNOOO!!!"-ed.
I was rooting for you though,
Prayed for you in Latin,
Cried a little during class, despite myself.
Later Heloise brought you up,
I tried to explain to Beth
Who you were, she didn't really get it.
She told me I looked sad.
Then we talked Kite Runner,
Told her the movie is great
She said I shouldn't read the book,
Much too graphic.
But anyway,
I just want to let you know that I wanted you to
Win, that some girl you'll never know was
Looking out for you.
I think it's mostly because you're dead,
And I don't know you,
And I'm a fan of Parent Trap,
And Maid in Manhattan
And you'll never star in any other movies
Ever again.
Alright, this is depressing,
Blogging to dead celebrities,
Hope you have fun in Movie Heaven.
Tonight's the concert,
Drumline practice after school was horrible.
Allyssa's infatuation with Tim Miller
Kept her from playing anything decent,
Then she just kept dropping out,
Not playing altogether.
She better pull herself together
For this thing or I'll scream.
But, we get to wear sunglasses
On stage,
So everything's all better.
x)
I'm sorry, really I am.
I heard it was your first time,
You know, skiing?
Taking lessons?
Should've worn that helmet, Natasha.
I fell skiing once, too,
I broke my arm, you broke your brain.
Plus I had a nice redhead with an afro
Retrieve my skiis for me,
Doubt you got that pleasure.
Emily Pin broke the news to me at lunch,
She laughed at me when I"NNNOOO!!!"-ed.
I was rooting for you though,
Prayed for you in Latin,
Cried a little during class, despite myself.
Later Heloise brought you up,
I tried to explain to Beth
Who you were, she didn't really get it.
She told me I looked sad.
Then we talked Kite Runner,
Told her the movie is great
She said I shouldn't read the book,
Much too graphic.
But anyway,
I just want to let you know that I wanted you to
Win, that some girl you'll never know was
Looking out for you.
I think it's mostly because you're dead,
And I don't know you,
And I'm a fan of Parent Trap,
And Maid in Manhattan
And you'll never star in any other movies
Ever again.
Alright, this is depressing,
Blogging to dead celebrities,
Hope you have fun in Movie Heaven.
Tonight's the concert,
Drumline practice after school was horrible.
Allyssa's infatuation with Tim Miller
Kept her from playing anything decent,
Then she just kept dropping out,
Not playing altogether.
She better pull herself together
For this thing or I'll scream.
But, we get to wear sunglasses
On stage,
So everything's all better.
x)
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